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idleminds · 6 months
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viveela · 6 months
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The Princess has been kidnapped!
Drew this for a fic I've been tryna make for ages, it's finally seeing the light
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transripper · 7 months
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“WHY DO YOU SHIP THEM?!”
out of spite for the people who hate them.
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kennysdeadbody · 3 months
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a gift for lesbian k2 enjoyers
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dramascene · 3 months
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POOM PHURIPAN SAPSANGSAWAT as GUY BAKE ME PLEASE SP (2024)
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Can you write Michael having a crush on reader who's Henrietta's or pete's younger sister, maybe them being an overprotective older sibling.
CUTE CUTE CUTE CUTE
i love this. especially since I am a protective older sibling. so this was super easy to write because I’ve had the pleasure of one of my best friends dating my little sister 😭
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Pete:
- You and Michael have been in a secret relationship for a few months now
- Truth be told, you were getting tired of having to keep it a secret, but Pete has showed disdain for you even thinking about dating his friend
- Now that dating Michael was a reality, you were scared every minute of the day thinking Pete was gonna find out
- It was 2 in the morning when you heard a familiar tune being tapped on your window
- It was your secret code with Michael, and you rushed out your bed and over to your window to let him in
- After greeting each other, you moved to your bed, enjoying each other’s company in almost silence, few words being spoken between you two
- You were laying on your side, Michael’s face buried in your chest as you just laid there
- Everything was peaceful, quiet. just the way you liked it
- That was, until you heard your bedroom door opening, and Pete calling your name to see if you were still awake
- You froze, breath hitching in your throat as your cheeks began to run red
- It didn’t take an idiot to see that you weren’t alone, another figure laying right by you
“Who the fuck is that?” Pete demanded, slamming your door open hard enough for it to knock into the wall. No words came from your mouth, unsure of how you were going to get yourself out of this position. Your lights flipped on, and Pete stomped to the bed, standing over your figure. “Who the fuck is it, (Y/n)?” your brother repeated, crossing his arms as he glared down at you. There was no use trying to come up with an excuse at this point, and all you could do was sigh as you moved the blankets down.
“It’s Michael, Pete. Don’t act like you’re my dad.” you said, rolling your eyes. Michael made no plans to move, keeping his head buried in your chest. Pete’s face contorted into one of disgust, then one of anger. “Dude, what the fuck, Michael? That’s my fucking sister.” the shorter goth hissed, frustration lacing his words. Your boyfriend sighed into your shirt, before turning his head just enough to look Pete in the eyes. “I know, and I know you don’t approve of it or whatever, but I’m not leaving just because you have a problem.” the curly headed goth stated, turning his head back to it’s previous position.
Pete sucked his teeth, his head beginning to hurt. You stayed silent through the interaction, unsure of what to do or say. “You’re a fucking asshole, Michael. I told you to stay the hell away from her. How long has this shit been going on?” Pete questioned, frustration dripping on his words. “Seven months.” you muttered, voice timid as you waited for his response. “Seven… months. Seven?!” Pete exclaimed, repeating your words back. “That’s what they said.” Michael’s voice piped up, muffled by your chest. Pete shot him an annoyed glare, not that your boyfriend could see anyway.
Shaking his head, your brother turned on his heel and began walking to your bedroom door. “Don’t come crying to me when he drops you, (Y/n). And Michael, if you ever hurt them in anyway, I’m going to rip your fucking teeth out. I don’t approve of this shit.” Pete spat, turning your lights off and slamming your door shut. You sighed, your own frustration boiling up. “You’re such a butthead.” you murmured to Michael, kissing the top of his head. He looked up to you, eyes half lidded as sleepyness filled his eyes. “I don’t care. I’d rather have a mad friend than not have you.” he replied, a tired smile crossing his features. You returned his grin, pressing a kiss to his forehead before resting your head back on the pillow. You’d have to deal with Pete in the morning, but for now, you were going to sleep with your boyfriend, and forget what happened.
Henrietta:
- Henrietta wasn’t as mad, but she was definitely aggravated
- She had known Michael for years, and obviously wasn’t gonna be happy over the fact he was dating her little sibling
- You couldn’t even try to get it a secret from her, she had found out way before you had planned on telling her
- Regardless, she wasn’t too happy about the situation, but knew better than to say anything to either of you
- He was her friend, you were her sibling, she didn’t want to ruin the relationship with either of y’all, so she kept her mouth shut
- Henrietta wasn’t going to make it easy for you, though
You were standing infront of Henrietta, arms out as she continued placing safety pins in the prototype of the dress you had on. One of her “payments” for staying quiet about your relationship was that she could use you whenever she needed a mannequin for something she was working on. You felt a sharp sting to your thigh, and you shot your older sister a glare. “That fucking hurt.” you griped, fighting the urge to cross your arms and possibly get stabbed by another pin. “You know what hurts,” she began, not even so much as looking at your face, “Is the fact that my childhood friend is dating my little sibling and they know how I feel about that, yet they still continue to date each other regardless of what I say.” she finished, placing yet another safety pin in the side of the dress.
Michael sat on the couch in her office, leaning his cheek into his palm. A stupid smirk was on his face as he watched you banter with Henrietta, you complaining about the fact you kept getting pricked and her stating her distaste for your relationship. “Well, if you’d stop moving, then you wouldn’t get stabbed.” Henrietta sighed, sitting back to study her pin work. “I think you just hate them.” Michael piped up from his position, taking amusement in the scene infront of him. Henrietta casted him a glare, a scowl breaching her face.
You, on the other hand, looked at him with a smile, nodding your head along to what he was saying. Henrietta turned her attention to you, shooting you the same glare. “I’ll stab you again, bitch. No hesitation.” she threatened, standing up from her sitting position. Michael snickered at your sudden face drop, watching the fear fill your eyes at your older sister’s words. “Stay here, I have to go grab some more fabric. And for God’s sake, Michael, stay on the couch and away from (Y/n). There’s so many pins in that dress, we’ll have to take you to a hospital if you decide to try and get handsy with them.” she warned, stepping out of the office.
You stood in silence, turning to face your boyfriend. “She’s kinda scary now that we’re dating.” you noted, using a hushed tone in case she was listening. “Kinda? This is probably one of the only times I’ve truly been too horrified to do anything but sit here.” Michael agreed, voice whispered to match your own. Still, he made a move to stand, quietly striding over to you. The curly haired man smiled at you, leaning forward to place a chaste kiss on your lips. You happily reciprocated his actions, pressing your lips to his.
Hearing the familiar click of Henrietta’s heels, he placed one last kiss to your cheek before quickly returning to his previous position on the couch. Your sister walked through the door, shooting a mean look to Michael. “I don’t know if you think I’m an idiot, but I know what happened while I was gone.” she said, an accusatory tone on her words. You giggled, straightening your posture and Michael glanced away sheepishly, coughing to cover his own laugh. Henrietta sighed, resuming her place by your side as she picked up some pins. “You guys are gross.” she muttered, placing a pin in the dress on you. You flinched, groaning at the pain of the stab. “You did it again!” you cried out, exasperated at your sister. “I know, that was on purpose.” she replied nonchalantly, never stopping her work. “And I’ll do it again if you don’t stop sucking each other’s face in my house.” she added. You groaned, earning a soft laugh from Michael. This was going to be hell.
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novodontia · 1 year
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I was just thinking about how in total dramarama, Cody has died like 5 times. That made me think of Kenny from South Park, and so on a whim I made this horrible concoction.
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Good lord what have I done-
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I love gay
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liyazaki · 2 years
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definitely not your parents. but your dadd- 🤐
love in the air | episode 2
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nabasart · 1 year
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LEAVE HIM WENDY YOU DESERVE SO MUCH BETTER THAN STAN
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chuunardo · 10 months
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Kenjorine in the Total Drama Island art style (to the best of my abilities)
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I am so normal about these two *eye twitches a little*
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idleminds · 6 months
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space1cat · 1 year
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SP unpopular opions
Style is a mid overrated ship same goes with Stendy except its underrated
(P.S Before you comment anything, no i dont hate Style, I'm fine if you do ship it I just don't like the ship that goes to Stendy as well, theres a difference between hating something and not liking something)
(2P.S I dont ship both ships if I haven't made it clear enough, and Im not saying that one ship is better than the other both ships are mid)
(3P.S Also if you say "nobody cares about your opion bro" then dont fucking comment because it seems like to me that you do care because why ypou would comment anything if you do not care about my fucking opion) (4P.S Also fuck off Im not clogging up the tag, and Im not gonna block the tags because guess hat I dont fucking hate the ships! I just dont ship them! Theres a difference you fucking morons!)
(5P.S I dont give a shit so shut the fuck up <3)
(6P.S I love causing drama <3)
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blexthetale · 4 months
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Feliz navidad atrasado
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fennecfiree · 1 month
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Just found out LakeSP is a horrible person. Here's some videos I found if you wanna hear about it
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Please boost this so more people know about it.
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total-drama-gun · 2 years
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GUYS-
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