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ipacksblog · 2 years

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#twitter icons #pack twitter #headers #packs #miley cyrus #icons miley cyrus #hannah montana #miley cyrus icons #prada #channel

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captainsophiestark · 6 months

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AP Test Season

Platonic!Shuri x Reader

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Written for Fictober 2023!

Fandom: Marvel

Day 24 Prompt: "Is it over? Is it really over?"

Summary: Shuri's in Santa Monica to help her best friend through quite an ordeal.

Word Count: 1,071

Category: Fluff

A/N: @bandshirts-andbooks this is for you, I don't know if you remember but literally forever ago you sent me a request for platonic!Shuri and reader and because I can't read I didn't see the word platonic so I said I wasn't comfortable writing for her. Ngl it's 100% haunted me since I was going through old requests and realized that I'd completely missed the word platonic lmao, so here is a fun and sweet fic that I hope you like! Sorry for my terrible reading comprehension lmao

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I staggered out of the building, head throbbing, sunlight burning my eyes. I almost tripped on the first of the stairs and did a header down the whole set, but thankfully, someone else reached out to steady me before I could.

"Y/N! Are you alright?"

I turned, blinking blearily at Princess Shuri, one of my best friends in the whole world. She stared at me, concern written across her face as I took a deep breath in and out.

"Is it over? Is it really over?" I asked, my voice croaky from lack of use. Shuri nodded.

"Yes. It is really, truly, completely over."

"Oh thank God," I sighed, flopping back dramatically. Shuri laughed, guiding me over to a retaining wall outside the school where we could sit together shoulder to shoulder while I recovered.

I'd just finished my last AP test of my last year of high school, after a grueling two weeks filled with four-hour tests. It had been literal hell, and had almost killed me, hence the current brain fog. But I'd made it. And now, I never had to take another one of those stupid things as long as I lived.

"Come on," Shuri said, standing and holding out a hand to me after giving me a few minutes to recover. "You cannot sit on this wall in a stupor all day."

I scoffed. "Watch me."

"No! We have fun things to do! You survived your last round of testing, we should be celebrating!"

That peaked my interest enough to get me to sit up straighter. Shuri grinned, and I sighed, giving all the way in with an eye roll. I slid off the retaining wall, landing on the sidewalk next to Shuri and trying to muster as much energy as I could.

"Alright, Your Highness, you're in charge, because I don't have the brainpower left to contribute. Where to first?"

"Just follow me!"

Shuri took off down the sidewalk, smiling and laughing under the sunny Southern California sun, and her energy was infectious. A smile spread across my own face as I followed her, and with every step in the opposite direction of my school, I felt my strength returning.

Shuri led me to the Santa Monica pier, site of a scene from one of our favorite movies, Hannah Montana: The Movie. We wandered up and down the pier, grabbing snacks and taking ridiculous pictures together, then made our way into Pacific Park. We rode the rollercoaster, the Ferris wheel, and did every single other thing that looked remotely interesting until the sun started to set.

"Shuri, you are a literal lifesaver," I said as we strolled towards the end of the pier together. "Seriously, I think I would've just been catatonic for the rest of the day if you hadn't been here to pull me out of my funk."

She laughed. "I am glad I could help! It's been fun to be in California with you."

"Agreed. Couldn't imagine a better start to the summer."

We shared a smile, clinking our bubble teas together as we turned to watch the sun sink slowly into the ocean. Finally, once it got dark to the point that the lights of Pacific Park glowed as bright as the stars behind us, we turned and headed for home.

Shuri was staying with me and my family while she was in town, and as soon as we walked through the door, I felt a wave of exhaustion crash over me. My shoulders slumped, and I let Shuri take the lead as we wandered through the kitchen.

"Okay! So I thought we could make some popcorn and have a movie marathon to finish the night-"

She stopped mid-sentence as she turned around to smile at me and found a zombie smiling back. She huffed a laugh, a small smile coming to her face.

"...Or maybe we could do facemasks and watch something shorter, then go to bed."

"The second one," I said, nodding. "But let's keep the snacks part."

"Deal!"

Shuri and I loaded up on all our favorite foods, then headed upstairs. Thankfully, it was a Friday, so we could stay up late without me having to worry about going to school tomorrow.

We picked out facemasks, then decided on watching Wizards of Waverly Place from my queen sized bed with her laptop. The Wakandan tech got a higher quality image than even our TV downstairs, and we never had to wait for it to buffer.

My phone timer went off a little ways into the episode, telling us it was time to take off the facemasks. We took even more dumb pictures together of our faces in the mask before removing them, rubbing in the remaining serum as we flopped back into bed. We snacked for the rest of the episode, and I made it through without falling asleep. Once it ended, Shuri closed her laptop and shut off the lights as I sank down underneath the covers.

"Goodnight, Y/N!" she said as she climbed in on her side. I sighed and muttered a goodnight back. Then, even though I was quickly losing the battle to stay awake a second longer, I spoke up again, holding true to the sleepover tradition of continuing to talk after saying goodnight and shutting off the lights.

"Shuri?"

"Hm?"

"Thank you for today," I said. "Seriously, AP test season sucks, and knowing we'd get to celebrate and have fun on the other side of it is the only reason I didn't just draw a cat on the DBQ page of my AP History test and call it a day."

Shuri laughed. "I won't lie, I would have liked to see your cat drawing. But I'm glad I could help you get through this. I had a lot of fun, too."

"Wakanda's next, alright?" I said. "Now that I'm done with classes, there's nothing stopping me from coming for a visit this summer."

"Deal! There are so many things I want to show you in person. T'Challa will not know peace as long as we're in the palace together."

I laughed, opening my eyes enough to share a smile with my best friend. We did our handshake, and then I rolled over and closed my eyes again, ready to go to sleep for real.

"I'll see you in the morning, Shuri," I sighed. She huffed a laugh.

"I don't expect to see you before one in the afternoon. But I will see you tomorrow."

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spookberry · 9 months

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what is your header image of? i recognize ember and your rockstar au danny but no one else tbh 🤔

Haha it was a joke drawing I did after someone suggested I combine Hannah Montana au and Half Normie. I thought it was funny cuz Monster High already has like Multiple music based ghosts.

So there's Operetta and Johnny Spirit on either side of Ember, and on the bottom with Danny is Raythe and Ari

#ask

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songs-about-girls-like-me · 9 months

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chapter 2: a stranger calls my name

So we three were kids, starting to slowly become insane without knowing. Summer was slowly glowing out as we cracked the books open and chose a brand new backpack for the school year. I bought a new headband for the first day of school (also to be worn for the yearbook picture) and I was very in love with it; it was brown with polka dots in my favorite color at the moment, aqua. I was 10, I had opened my Facebook page that summer, eventhough I hadn’t discovered YouTube just yet. Michael Jackson had died only a year ago, Hannah Montana had still six months of airing ahead, and Jason Derulo “in my head” was going to be playing everyday on my cd player radio at 6am while getting ready for school.

Olivia, Ella and I were hanging out together already, and we were paired together in the same classroom (not that the possibility of being split apart had crossed our minds). I was jumping around as I used to do, waiting for our new english teacher, Miss. Diana, to open the dumb door to the classroom and let us in. All three of us foaming at the mouth knowing we could choose our sits for the first day. “Hurry up!” I said under my breath, my purple backpack on my shoulders and my long bob with layers resting over it.

All my classmates walked into the classroom: it was weirdly laid out but I had already chosen a spot by the second I laid eyes on it. In the middle of the classroom, surrounded by many desks forming teams of five or six, there was this different laid out team with only three desks. I could feel our three names carved in the wood. I looked to each side of me, knowing Ella and Olivia were thinking the same thing, and sprinted to our sits flinging my things over the desk on the left, feeling as if everyone had wanted these sits. Ella sitting across me, Olivia to my left in the header. Our teacher gave us a welcome speech and I listened, very excited for everything, and followed whatever instructions but the minute she gave us school work, I was ready to chat with my friends.

“Okay, so I thought of a way the superheroes game can improve. We have to make more maps for Syndrome’s lab AND design our clothes.”

“We should. I think I’m buying the stabilo fineliners. 60 colors.”

“What? Where did you even get that?”

Olivia shrugged in her nonchalant careless way.

“Okay. Look around. Are there any new cool people?”

I took a look as Ella requested. Who did I don’t know? A blonde girl with green-green eyes, sitting with Mary Jane, the pretty girl who enroled in school last year, same Time as Ella, who was part of the popular girls. Apart from her, the only new face was a guy with dirty blond hair. I noticed a tiger-y look in his eyes and freckles, and the obvious heartthrob of the year air around him, for he had light colored eyes. I know new students tend to grab a lot of attention, but having the only two new people be agressively blond and blue/green eyed was too obvious: they were popular kids already in the making. I was already looking into them, trying to see how much their egos would grow.

“He’s kinda cute” said Ella leaning in so we could hear her whisper. I shrugged, trying to stay out of that.

My friends and I talked away about which classmates we had gotten in our class that were in the other class last year and were glad to see that some bullies were not there, even if worse people were paired with us too. Then we got to work on writting down the class rules and other stuff but I was still thinking of designing our rooms and clothes for my superhero and civilian selves. I was about to make the game become stupidly elaborate, cause I could see a new world of possibilities in the civilian aspect of that game: I had to ask my parents for a notebook.

It was finally 11am and we could go out for recess.

“Come with me to the cafeteria” Olivia never brought lunch to school. Not after that chaotic week in 2007 where she tried to and ended up destroying both her meal and her luchbox. “Guys,should I get spicy gummies or sour gummies?”

“Oh, I prefer the sour-”

“nah, I think I want spicy gummies today”

Ella smacked Olivia’s head in all Ella’s fashion, and they would have gone on with the fight if it wasn’t her turn to order junk food for lunch. She got a bottle of iced tea and industrially packaged chocolate croissants as always. And the spicy gummies, and also some candy. We three were already eating the candy while walking to the main courtyard to find somewhere to sit, while already bickering again.

“Give me some” I said, trying to get the candy from Ella.

“You want some?” I knew Ella was about to be annoying. “Try to get it, Rees” She was holding the candy as high as she possibly could, laughing at our ten centimeters height difference too early in the day.

“Agh, don’t be a cunt Ella! I’m not even short.” I said as I nudged her in the ribs. Me and my friends used curse words as if they were normal. I have never used as many curse words in my life as I did from the ages of nine to 11.

“Ouch! You are, though” She was still laughing, handing me the candy.

“I am not.”

“Hey, Rees” The new boy greeted me as he was walking by, heading towards the cafeteria. I was confused for a second.

“Hey” I said back.

“Give me that”

The new kid looked me in the eye and smiled, then ducked his sight to the floor without having stopped to talked to us.

“You ARE a bit shorter” Olivia punched me in the arm to get the candy from me.

“See? Even Olivia says you’re smaller!!”

“Those are lies! You and I are the same height!” I said resuming the argument.

“No, she’s definitely one centimeter taller” Ella was noticeable taller than us, but Olivia and I had always been just average.

“Whatever, stop eating my food... so quickly.” We laughed a little, knowing she always ended up sharing when she had had enough sugar.

His eyes didn’t look full of himself and they were gray, not exactly blue. I was confused for a minute, thinking about how he seemed nice and I had already imagined him to be a yerk. It was cool that he knew my name... But it was also a little weird to me. How did he know my name and why didn’t he say hi to my friends? Rude? I mean, I have been in school for longer than them but that would make no difference. Maybe he was slowly learning all our class’ names. He seemed alright, after all I was being mean to a new kid and he seemed shier and more lonely than I had imagined him to be. “Hey, Rees” It stucked in my head, the way the last note in his voice went down. It sounded so casual. It felt cool to hear your name from somebody else.

We three got to the courtyard still fighting a little until we started talking about TV. Olivia loveeeed the Wizards of Waverly Place.

#chapter2 #chapter 2 #chapter two #a stranger calls my name

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youllalwaysfindyourwaybackhome · 11 months

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considering the setting of the hannah montana movie my cow header is suddenly very appropriate

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disneypsd · 3 years

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Icons: Hannah Montana

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editsluz · 3 years

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MILEY LAYOUTS

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mileybyicons · 6 years

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#miley cyrus #hannah montana #headers #random headers #miley cyrus headers #miley headers #hannah #montana #hannah montana headers #hannah headers #2010 #hannah montana sem psd #miley cyrus headers sem psd

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hspoem · 2 years

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taylor swift acting in Hannah Montana icons

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smallandangry24 · 2 years

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So…new Batman is a millennial right? Like I knew this going in but YALL I did NOT understand the full implications of this.

Bruce was an American youth in the early 2000-2010s. Also white which contributes a little to some of the following…

This means that there is no possible way no matter how many hurdles he jumped or how many rocks he lived under that Bruce Wayne does not know Hannah Montana.

Party in the USA, All Star, BILL NYE. He’s got the classics on Christian summer camp/white people get turnt playlists. I’m talkin Brown Eyed Girl, Sweet Caroline, Build Me Up Buttercup, COUNTRY ROADS BY JOHN DENVER, Wagon Wheel.

Older revamped (or maybe permanently vamped) hits: Michael Jackson, Queen, Stacy’s Mom, Don’t Stop Believing, Eye of the Tiger, Africa, YMCA

Mans also has to know Toxic, Unwritten, Bring Me to Life (he won’t admit it but that’s more voluntary), and at least one song from High School Musical. I made extreme efforts to miss those movies and even I have at least some lyrics permanently seared into my bones.

His greasy wet goth lookin emo ass can’t escape the fact that he’s just an above-averagely traumatized American Millennial and I LOVE IT.

#Batman #lord help him #the batman #battinson #millenial culture #white people music #american public school #Bruce Wayne #hannah montana #taylor swift #michael jackson #dc #dc headers #batman headcanon #yes I did interview a millennial to fact check this

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jugheadsstuff · 2 years

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