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sunkifye · 4 months

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don’t kiss me under the mistletoe

pairing— non idol nishimura riki x female reader

genre— enemies to lovers, high school au

synopsis— it was the biggest (holiday) party of the year, so it was no surprise that you saw your enemy, who also happens to be your ex-crush, there. you just weren’t expecting to see him under the mistletoe next to you.

featuring— minji from newjeans

warnings— cursing, kissing, partying, riki is honestly really mean (im sorry!!)

word count— 3.1k

author’s note— merry christmas to those who celebrate! and happy holidays!!

“I seriously can’t believe they’re dating,” minji, your best friend, whispered into your ear.

“really? I saw it coming,” you shrugged before taking a sip of your drink.

“what?! how?? they’re literally best friends,” minji asked, pouring fruit punch into a plastic cup.

“that’s exactly why I saw it coming,” you explained.

“I guess so,” minji agreed. “they’re totally gonna be the it couple of the year aren’t they?”

“for sure”

“ugh I’m so jealous” minji complained.

“me too,” you sighed. “I wish I had a-”

someone had aggressively bumped into your shoulder, launching you forward towards minji.

“excuse you!” you yelled out at the person who bumped into you.

“who? me?” a familiar voice asked.

you looked up to see the culprit standing before you, nishimura riki.

“yes you nishimura! do you seriously have no manners?” you scolded the boy just to receive an eye roll from him.

“to be honest,” he said, taking a step closer to you. “I don’t really care.”

oh how he made your blood boil.

he began to walk away from you, but after taking two steps he turned back around.

“oh and I forgot to mention,” he said, looking down at you. “you should probably stop daydreaming about things that’ll never happen…”

“because you’ll never get a boyfriend,” riki said with a smirk on his face before finally walking away from you.

oh he’s really done it now.

you started to march towards riki just for minji to put her hand on your shoulder and pull you back.

“just let him go,” minji said with a sigh.

“no way! I’m not letting him get away with saying that to me,” you replied, ripping minji’s hand off of your shoulder before beginning to walk after riki once more.

“nishimura!” you shout at the boy. “who do you think you are?!”

“better than you,” he says, turning his head around to look at you.

“well, news flash! you aren’t,” you yell at him. he scoffs as he turns his head back around and continues to walk away from you.

“don’t walk away from me!” you shouted, quickening your pace so you could catch up to him.

“why? do you want my attention or something?” he asked, smirking as he turned around to face you.

“ugh as if,” you grumbled, furrowing your eyebrows.

“as if!” riki said in a high-pitched voice, mocking you.

he lets out a laugh before walking away, but now he’s walking backwards just so he could look at you.

“you should really be nicer to people,” you reply, following him once more.

“I am nice!” he defends himself, placing his hand over his heart, pretending to be offended by your words.

“yeah right,” you say, rolling you eyes.

“just not to you,” he adds, continuing to walk backwards—which in all honesty, was a really bad idea.

since riki was facing you and not looking at where he was going, he bumped into a small table that was placed up against the wall in the hallway. the sudden movement of the table made a glass vase, which had a bouquet of white roses in it, fall over and onto the floor.

CRASH!

the vase had shattered on the floor, leaving the roses in a puddle of water on the ground, surrounded by shards of glass.

“look at what you did!” riki blamed you, pointing to the mess on the floor.

“what I did?! look at what you did!” you retorted, “this is your fault. if you were looking where you were going then maybe you wouldn’t have caused this mess!”

“well maybe if you weren’t annoying me then I wouldn’t have-”

“well maybe if you weren’t annoying me first-”

“well maybe if you hadn’t showed up to this party then none of this wouldn’t have happened!” riki spat out at you.

“what…” you mumbled in utter confusion.

“you shouldn’t even be here. these parties aren’t for people like you,” he stated, looking down at you.

“what’s that supposed to mean?” you ask, crossing your arms.

“you’re a loser y/n! you always have been and you always will be,” riki stated coldly.

your eyes widened at his words. you knew he was mean, but to say something like that? you stood there looking at him, not able to fathom the fact that you once had a crush on the boy standing before you.

you were in your second year of middle school when you developed feelings for your first crush, nishimura riki. he was friends with some boys in the higher grades and was quite popular among the students in your grade. you began to crush on him a week after school had started since he sat next to you in history class. your feelings for him grew as school went on because you saw him everyday and you even had to do a project with him once.

it was the middle of the school year—about february—when a girl you were kinda friends with told you to confess to riki, telling you that he would totally go out with you and that you would have a boyfriend for valentine’s day. you, being young and naive, trusted the girl’s words and decided to tell riki how you felt.

big mistake.

it was lunchtime and you entered the cafeteria, looking around for riki’s table. you found him in almost an instant, especially with how loud his friends were. you walked up to his table and with a sudden rush of confidence you tapped on his shoulder.

“huh?” he uttered, turning his head around to face you.

“hi,” you said quietly.

“hi?” he repeated, scrunching up his eyebrows.

“riki, I really really like you,” you blurted out, causing riki to raise his eyebrows. his friends were biting their lips and covering their mouths, trying to hold back their laughter, which you failed to notice.

“and- and I was wondering if you would go out with me,” you added, looking at him with hope in your eyes. he turned his head, looking around the cafeteria, then looking at his friends, before setting his gaze back on you.

“who are you again?” he asked, genuinely confused. his friends continued to try to hold back their laughter, which they were failing at miserably. you ignored them as you kept your eyes on riki.

“I’m y/n, we have history together,” you said, hoping he would remember you. “you sit next to me… a-and we did a project together a few weeks ago,” you added, just for him to furrow his eyebrows once more.

“I don’t recall,” riki said before turning his attention away from you as he began to eat his lunch. you stood next to the table, dumbfounded as you watched him eat his sandwich. suddenly, he stopped eating and turned to you again.

“why are you still here?” riki asked in a rude tone. you honestly couldn’t comprehend anything that was happening in that moment, but you decided to speak anyway.

“I-I thought-” you stuttered.

“listen, uh… what’s your name? y/n or something, right? whatever it doesn’t matter,” riki said, looking up at you. “I don’t like you, alright? and I’d never go out with you.”

hearing his words felt like a knife just stabbed you in the heart. he seriously couldn’t have rejected you a little nicer? out of embarrassment, you turned away and quickly ran out of the cafeteria. as you left, you heard riki’s obnoxious friends burst out in laughter.

“wow riki, look at you!” one of his friends cheered.

“who does she think she is?” another one of his friends asked in between laughs.

“I know right, what a weirdo,” riki laughed. your eyes welled up with tears as you ran to the closest bathroom.

ever since that day, riki started to tease you in any way possible: making fun of you in class, calling you names, bringing up how you had a crush on him, and when his friends were around, he would be extra irritable towards you.

that was the first and last time you were confessing to someone ever again.

you turned away from riki, careful not to step in any shards of glass, and walked away from him. you felt tears begin to well up in your eyes.

“no no no! don’t cry!” you told yourself as you fanned your face, hoping to stop the tears from falling. you had to get out of here. you had to find minji.

you pushed past people in the crowded house, trying to find your best friend. luckily for you, she was standing where you last left her, by the drink table.

“y/n!! there you are! I thought you left me for good,” minji half-joked as you ran up to her.

“I wanna go home,” you muttered, making minji’s cheerful expression change into one of worry.

“what happened?” she asked you, looking deep into your glassy eyes. you opened your mouth to say something but no words came out.

“Y/N! WAIT!” you heard a voice yell. you turn around to see riki pushing past people, making his way towards you.

you turn back around to face minji. you didn’t even need to tell her what happened because after seeing riki, she already knew.

minji was about to say something when you walked away from her, wanting to get as far away from riki as possible.

you made your way through the living room, trying to get to the front door. as you squeezed past people you heard riki’s faint voice calling after you. you walked faster, stumbling as you bumped into the upperclassmen that were crowded by the couch. you saw the front door down the hallway.

“it’s the final stretch,” you thought as you approached the doorway that connected the living room with the hallway. but before you could step out of the living room, you felt a hand grasp your wrist, tugging you backwards. you turn around, stopping in your tracks when you see that riki is the one holding onto your wrist.

“y/n-” riki said, breathing heavily.

“what?!” you snap, ripping your wrist out of his hand.

“uhm…” he uttered quietly. you rolled your eyes before turning around and trying to walk away.

he grabbed your wrist again.

“don’t go,” riki begged. you spun around to face him and he looked kinda…upset?

“why? you said that you didn’t want me here just a second ago,” you protested. he let go of your arm.

“I-” riki started before getting cut off by someone yelling.

“LOOK WHO’S UNDER THE MISTLETOE!” you heard an obnoxious voice shout.

you examined your surroundings, trying to figure out who just screamed, but instead you saw a bunch of eyes on you. by instinct, you tilted your head up, shifting your gaze to the ceiling above you. there hung the festive plant from the top of the doorway you were standing under. shit.

you averted your gaze away from the mistletoe and instead locked eyes with riki, who for some reason, looked very calm about this situation. you on the other hand—felt like you’ve completely lost your mind.

“KISS! KISS! KISS! KISS!” people started to chant.

you turned towards the hallway, hoping to run away from this horrid position, but there was a crowd of people blocking your way. instead, you turn the other way. maybe you can leave through the living room? wrong. there were even more teens standing in a crowd next to you, you couldn’t even see into the living room with how many people were gathered there. you had no chance of escaping this.

“so…” you heard riki mumble. you turn your head to look at him.

“so?” you repeat, furrowing your eyebrows. he doesn’t elaborate.

you sigh before deciding to speak up.

“EVERYBODY SHUT UP!” you scream at the top of your lungs, causing the crowd to stop chanting.

“you all are out of your mind if you think I’m going to kiss him,” you say, emphasizing the word “him” in an offended voice.

“but you guys are under the mistletoe! you have to kiss!” someone yells, breaking the crowd’s silence.

“yeah!” another voice shouts, “you can’t break a tradition!”

the crowd cheers, beginning to chant, “KISS! KISS! KISS! KISS!” once more.

you glance at riki, whose expression is unreadable. you stare into his eyes as you fiddle with your fingers, trying to think of something, anything, to get out of this situation.

suddenly, you felt pressure on the back of your head, pushing you forward.

the last thing you saw was a hand behind riki’s head, pushing him towards you, before your lips collided into his.

there was no way in hell you were kissing nishimura riki right now. what kinda sick dream nightmare is this?! you know your past self would be ecstatic to know you were kissing your first ever crush, your “dream man.” how disgusting.

you felt your face heat up with every second that your lips were against his. was it from anger? embarrassment? or from the feelings you still had for him since middle school? the feelings that you shoved deep down into your heart, ignoring them since he rejected you that one day.

the kiss felt like it lasted forever, when in reality, it was just a small peck that was over in seconds.

you stared at riki with wide eyes after pulling away from the forced kiss. after locking eyes with him for a split second, you immediately turn away and start to run towards the front door, squeezing past the people who were blocking your way.

you push open the door and breathlessly stumble outside into the cold. you deeply inhale through your nose, taking in the sense of freedom, before exhaling through your mouth as you slowly walk down the snow covered driveway.

“I have to call minji,” you thought to yourself. you reach down into your bag just to realize that you didn’t have your bag with you—or your coat for that matter. well now what? you needed minji to drive you home and you needed your stuff that you left inside. you shivered at the thought of entering the house again—or maybe it was because it was below freezing out and you had no jacket on? you couldn’t really tell.

just then, you heard the front door creak open. you turned around in hopes of seeing your best friend there, holding your things, and ready to drive you home. but no. it was him. seriously, out of all people it had to be him?!

you watched riki close the door behind him before jogging down the driveway.

“y/n can we talk?” he panted as he approached you.

“talk? there’s nothing to talk about,” you protested.

“well actually there is, we literally just ki-”

“can we just forget about it?”

“what?”

“forget that it happened, okay?” you demanded, wanting nothing more than to just go home and lock yourself in your bedroom.

“what if I don’t want to forget about it?”

“huh?” you mutter, making riki go silent.

“why…?” you ask, in an almost inaudible voice.

“please don’t make me say it,” he begs, shoving his hands deeper into his pockets.

“say what?” you reply with genuine confusion. he takes a slow, deep breath before answering.

“I really like you y/n and I have for a while.”

what. the. actual. fuck.

“that…doesn’t make any sense,” you ramble,“why- then why did you reject me back then?”

“I wanted to impress my friends and if I rejected you… I thought that maybe they would think I was cool,” riki admitted shyly.

“that’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard,” you snapped.

“I know I know, but please let me-”

“don’t you think you're a bit too late?” you asked coldly, causing his face to fall.

“I…” he mumbled before stopping himself.

“can you please give me a second chance?” riki pleaded, his eyes glassy.

“why should I? you never even gave me a first chance,” you retort while crossing your arms.

“I know, I messed up badly and I really regret that,” he confessed in a shaky voice, “I'm so sorry y/n. I really am.”

the logical part of you wants to scoff at his words, reject him, give him a taste of his own medicine. but the other part of you consists of the feelings you have for him; the feelings you’ve been ignoring for years, not wanting to accept the fact that you were still infatuated by your first crush. you wanted to be with him. you always have.

“I can’t forgive myself for making you hate me but-”

“hate you? I don’t hate you,” you replied as you tugged on the end of the sleeve of your sweater, making it cover your bare hand.

“wait, what?” riki said with a glint of hope in his eyes.

“I hate that I still like you,” you admitted softly, with a small smile appearing on your face.

your words made his face light up in an instant, his bright eyes looked like they held galaxies in them.

you shifted your gaze from his eyes to his lips, which felt so warm and soft against yours a few minutes ago. now they were cracked and more of a purple color due to the chilly weather, but you still wanted to kiss them nonetheless.

you look into riki’s eyes again before taking a hesitant step towards him, your feet crunching on the snow beneath you. it seemed like he was able to read your mind because he copied your actions, taking a step towards you. leaving barely an inch in between the two of you, riki cupped your face with his hands as he pulled you in for a kiss. you leaned into him, deepening the kiss. it felt so good to finally be able to embrace your feelings for him.

after you both pull away, you notice small white specs falling onto riki’s hair. you tilt your head up and look at the sky just to see snow dancing down from the flurries above you. you look back at riki, both of you wearing cheesy smiles on your faces due to the sudden snowfall. he pulls you into a tight hug, resting his chin on your shoulder. you nuzzle your face into the crook of his neck, embracing his warmth.

“promise me you won’t push me away ever again,” you say almost inaudibly, speaking into his skin as you hug him tighter.

“I promise,” riki replies, laughing lightly.

“and don’t be so stupid!” you scold him half-jokingly, making him laugh even harder.

note : the more I continued writing this, the more I hated it. I feel like the ending is really rushed so I’m very sorry 😭 I feel like I could’ve done better but I wanted to write something and have it up in time for xmas. ANYWHO, thanks for reading and I’ll be back to updating chapters for rage quit. and once again happy holidays!!

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moonlit-imagines · 2 years

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Headcanons for being Jim Hopper’s child (Part 1)

Jim Hopper x child!reader

warnings: guns, knives, death, blood, cigarettes, alcohol and so on

a/n: might have 2 do another part bc it got so long lol. we’ll see how long that takes me

prompt: anonymous: “Could I request being Jim Hoppers teenage daughter headcanons please, like reader is as old as Steve, Nancy, Jonathan ect”

part 2 (tba)

you spent most of your childhood in new york

but after things fell apart, after your sister passed, you decided to move back to hawkins with your dad when you were in middle school

which was very different than what you were used to.

starting with the fact that everyone knew your dad

and all eyes were on you to be a model citizen, you felt a lot of pressure to be the best you could be

most adults knew of the tragedy that struck your family, too. sooner or later, so would the kids

“so your sister had cancer? and she died?” -classmate

“…yes” -you

“that sucks” -classmate

you were definitely a rebel.

some blamed your “acting out” on the divorce, or the move, or losing sarah, but anyone who knew anything knew you were just jim hopper’s kid

“they’re trouble, just like their father” -anyone who knew jim as a teen

you were quite intimidating

you also inadvertently became popular in high school

“well, they’re dad is the chief of police, that means if we get into any trouble we’re golden!” -tommy h

“tommy, i hate you” -you

“yeah right! im your favorite person in the whole wide world” -tommy

“no, tommy, i mean it. if we get into any trouble im throwing you under the bus” -you

your dad taught you how to shoot a gun and defend yourself

and he’d take you camping in the woods in the summer

“how’s it going, kid? having fun?” -hopper

“you gave me a knife, of course im having fun” -you, carving up a chunk of wood

“that’s right, kid. proud of you” -hopper

he worried about you sometimes, looking back on everything he got away with as a kid

but he let go a bit just to let you live a little

you stole his cigarettes plenty of times

and his alcohol if he didn’t get to it first

he did hate your friends, though

“what’s up with you and all these preppy kids, y/n? really? aren’t they kind of assholes?” -hopper

“huge assholes. absolutely terrible. but they wont leave me alone, think im this super cool badass because im your kid, think i get away with everything” -you

“oh, so when i pull over one of these kids for drinking and driving while being underage, they think you’ll get them out of it?” -hopper

“that is correct” -you

“do they realize i’m probably gonna punish them harder?” -hopper

“no, but im counting on you to” -you

honestly you do share beers with him from time to time

not enough to get you drunk but enough to bond

hearing stories of his time at hawkins high

“then, and then—” -hopper, snorting laughter “me and joyce. you know joyce’s boy. jonathan byers’ mom. yeah, me and her were close back then! we revved up my car so hard that the principal ran outside to see what all the noise was and we ended up kicking back so much dirt…oh, man, there was so much dirt all over him and his stupid suit and his stupid glasses. he didn’t even go home, he stayed like that all day. me and joyce got detention for like, three weeks straight. ohhh, good times” -hopper

going out late to steve’s house nearly every weekend

and really showing off your teenage rebellion in his pool if you know what i mean

all in good fun

going to the station to help out when you could

flo thought you were an angel, callahan and powell always laughed at the remark

“y/n, how in the world did you convince that woman that you’re a saint?” -powell

“who says im not?” -you

“how many times have we had to give you a ride home after finding you stumbling down the street in the middle of the night? which of us is keeping score of that again?” -callahan

“that would be you, my friend” -powell

“hey, as long as i help her with paperwork and cleaning, i’m just the most selfless person on the face of the earth” -you

sooner or later that week that turned your life upside down came to be

when will byers went missing

you weren’t too worried until you found out what you were up against

but you weren’t much of a believer at first

but you were still highly sympathetic of jonathan’s situation to a certain extent

“hey, jonathan? i feel really shitty about everything you’re dealing with right now, man. i cant do much to help, but i’m here for you” -you

“uh, yeah, thanks. thank you, y/n” -jonathan

your friends didn’t bother making fun of you, they knew you’d tear them a new one over something like this

and you got a bit quiet as all of this went down

still went out with your friends, though

and sat with nancy at the pool to talk just a bit before barb disappeared, too

“i’m surprised you’re friends with them, honestly. i thought the chief’s kid would be more cautious and rule-abiding” -nancy

“then you got me all wrong, miss wheeler. rules are for suckers” -you, lighting a cigarette

“pass that this way, y/n” -steve

“get your own” -you

getting pretty freaked when barb went missing since you were the last to see her

steve begged you not to tell your dad

but you really weren’t having it

that’s when you started backing away from your shitty friend group, when nancy asked for your help

because no one believes kids, and you had all the resources she needed

“y/n, come on! we know you wanna hang this weekend, why are you being so difficult?” -steve

“difficult? difficult, steve? you’re kidding, right? all the messed up shit happening around here and you’re calling me difficult for showing caution, concern?” -you

“yeah, i am! since when are you cautious? i’m starting to think you don’t like us anymore” -steve

“i don’t! you’re all assholes who care more about your social self-preservation than the real lives that are at stake! when barb and will are back home safe, maybe i’ll consider a friendship with you, but until then? stay the fuck out of my way” -you

that really struck a chord with steve

but not quite on time considering he resorted to vandalism and picking fights with your crew

“oh, if it isn’t the junior chief. what are you gonna do, cuff us?” -tommy h

“grow the hell up” -you

“surprised you wound up with these two, y/n. they dont seem like your type of people” -steve

“and you are?” -you

after the fight, you got dragged back to the station with powell and callahan

and flo was DEVASTATED you could have been a part of that

“what were you thinking, y/n? these kids, they must be crazy. fights? weapons? you’re just a teenager, you shouldn’t be apart of that. especially with your father around. and what if you were the next to go missing?” -flo

“i promise you, flo, it was just the wrong place at the wrong time. i was trying to make sure they didn’t kill each other. things have been tense in the past week” -you

“oh, i know. you’re a good kid, sweetie” -flo

callahan and powell did have to question you to see what was going on, but they knew you were no snitch

“alright, y/n. go sit in your dad’s office. soon as he gets here, i’m sure he’d love to talk to you” -powell

hopper found you at his desk with your feet kicked up, and from there you hit him with everything you knew so far

“don’t tell me you actually believe all this shit” -hopper

“wish i could tell you i was kidding. but it’s just not adding up. i’ve got a really bad feeling” -you

it was a similar feeling to the weeks before your sister got sick and passed

and you were one of the most level-headed teens to walk the earth, you heard reason and scoffed at anything that fell outside of your bounds

soon after you and your dad were on the same page, he said to you

“think you can stay with a friend for a few days?” -hopper

you soon discovered why when you came home to grab some clothes and found your trailer turned upside down

which made you think this ran even deeper that you previously thought

aaaand eventually this led up to the middle school with a bunch of kids you didn’t know, a few teens you did, and the only adults you trusted

“eleven? hey, kid, you need anything?” -you

“so chief hopper’s kid, who just happens to be the biggest skeptic and irresponsible teen in hawkins, is on the same page as the rest of us now?” -dustin

“i mean, i guess so. theyre here arent they?” -lucas

“who says i’m skeptic and irresponsible?” -you, from behind

“w-what? no, we didn’t say that. i mean—we don’t believe that” -mike

“i’m just playing with you” -you, shaking two of them by the shoulders

your dad came up to you and handed you a revolver and some extra rounds

“you. you are in charge of these kids. you are to keep them safe and use this if absolutely necessary. i’m trusting you” -hopper

“why are you speaking to me like i’m a child?” -you

“because you are one” -hopper

“i know all about gun safety if that’s what you’re worried about” -you

“i’m worried about you and these kids and the monsters that are after you” -hopper

“think i’m not just as worried about you and joyce?” -you

“heh, that’s cute. behave yourself.” -hopper

“yes, sir” -you, sarcastically saluting

it didn’t take long for you and your crew to high tail it to the byers’ residence and make good with your own mission

it was a dumb idea, but so was staying at the school

and while you were preparing for a fight, steve started banging on the door

“steve?” -you

“y/n?” -steve

“get the hell out!” -you

“why do you have a gun?!” -steve

“do you want to find out?!” -you

nancy helped him with that part, pulling her own on him

it was funny (and invigorating) ((you’re a little wacky))

but it was too late and steve decided to join in on the action in some sort of offering of peace

*loud overlapping screaming*

“what…” *pant* “the hell…” *pant* “was that..?” -steve

“…are you insane?!” -you

“what?! what did i do?!” -steve

“you almost got yourself killed!” -you

“it’s okay, y/n…it’s over for now…we’re all okay” -jonathan

“this isn’t over, steve. the hell is wrong with you?” -you

“i was just trying to help, y/n. at least i know you still care” -steve

“i will shoot you if you try any shit like that again” -you

“maybe we should take the gun from them” -nancy

“you want to risk it when they’re this worked up?” -jonathan

you all shouted/talked it out and calmed down and headed back for the middle school together

which was a complete shitshow and you knew your dad would be pissed

but he hugged you and told you that he was proud of you

“give me back my gun” -hopper

you all hung out in the hospital waiting for will to wake up

and the kids huddled around you to ask about the demogorgon

“did you see it? did you shoot it? we saw it! and el completely destroyed it!” -lucas

“yeah, it was badass!” -dustin

“can you teach us how to shoot?” -lucas

“no” -you

you had to meet with a handful of government officials over all you’d just become aware of

mouths? sealed shut

you became closer with the people you almost died with, took special care with the kids

and eventually discovered el was still alive

“what do you say we move into grandpa’s old cabin?” -hopper

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#stranger things #stranger things x reader #stranger things imagine #stranger things x hopper!reader #jim hopper x daughter!reader #jim hopper #jim hopper x son!reader #jim hopper x child!reader #hopper!reader

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1. What is your favourite HP ship and why?

2. If you like fanfic, which HP one is your favourite?

3. Out of all the potential paternal figures for Harry, which one is our favourite and why?

(4. Do you have any ronarry fluff fics? All I can find are abandoned or not ronarry fics)

ohhh i love these questions!! tysm for asking :))

1. i’ve shipped many ships in many eras and the one i always go back to is ronarry!! they’re so special to me and i know it’s like a popular trope that people find annoying but i really love the bestfriend to lovers trope it’s so sweet :)) and not to mention that they are both in my top 3 😭

2. i definitely read fanfic (i have an ao3 acc 6amflwrr) I’ve been reading it for years 😭😭 ahh this is such a hard one but out of the hundreds of fanfics i’ve read there’s a few that i always think of or go back to:

‘honey honey by aeoneskova’ — marlene lives and takes harry from the dursleys!! harry is in muggle primary school in this and it’s soo realistic !! really sad too harry literally fainted in p.e bc he was so starved ITS SO SAD

‘Hermione Grangers Hogwarts Cranmer for Delinquents on the Run by waspabi’ — i suprisingly loved one sm i went through a phase of hardcore shipping drarry and i met this gem through it!! idk if i ship them anymore but im not like against them either idk anyway this one harry doesn’t know he’s a wizard until they recruit him 💀 and sirius is alive also <3

‘An Hour of Wolves by solvskrift’ — one of the first fics i ever read so that’s probably a reason but this one’s dark and it shows harry’s ptsd really well and also check tags for this one!!

3. oooo i love this question sm i love all dynamics between harry and parental figures bc they’re so interesting but my favourite is sirius and harry by far!! they get each other so well, sirius would do absolutely anything for him and he is the only adult harry fully trusted like harry loved him sm :(( they had their flaws and while i don’t think sirius was the healthiest (something that i don’t blame him for at all i think he did amazingly given the circumstances) he definitely was the best choice and i think that makes it even sadder actually 😭

4. oh i definitely have fics!!! here are some of my favs:

‘perspective by malapropism’ — In which Ron realizes that maybe, just maybe, you aren't supposed to feel this way about your best mate. But only after a dance at the Yule Ball, months of being busy with other things, Cedric Diggory's death, the return of Voldemort, and a quiet knock at his door. (i love this one sm and gof and ootp!rarry is my fav <33)

‘Foolish hearts by iwantacoolassname & orbithastnt’ — this is set in hbp and sirius lives !!!!! the only thing is that it’s ongoing but i don’t think it’s been discontinued :)

‘sacrifice by sim54’ — i love this one sm

‘Somber Skies and Bruised Bodies by ManyGayUmbrellas’ — i love this one too it’s so sad but happy ending!! more of a character study but yeah it’s good :)

‘i’ll hold you when things go wrong by cloudlesslysky’ — Ron has always struggled with insecurity and jealousy since he was a child. However, Ron has grown up. And while he loves his mother, if she's making him choose between her and Harry...Well, Ron knows where he stands. (this is probably my favourite even tho it’s not actually ronarry but they are very close and it’s definitely worth the read and uncle harry & rose AHH)

‘Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell by IamShadow21’ — one of my favourites too!! this one got me into ronarry in the first place :)

‘merry christmas, war is over by dykesiriusblack’ — wolfstar&ronarry and i loved this one sm!! definitely recommend:))

#harry james potter #ronarry #sirius and harry #fanfics #anon ask #anonymous #thank you #!!!!! <3 #harry potter

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rainforest-daisies · 1 year

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The diary

Character: James potter x gn!Reader

Synopsis: James and Sirius steal your diary, which has pages talking about your crush on prongs.

TW: angst, talk of bullying

Word count: 750

A/n: this took me centuries to write omfg-

Pt. 2

Your diary was the only place you could confidently write your feelings without feeling judged. The countless pages you’ve written in about your 3 year long crush- they’re going to be read.

“No! I wanna see what you write about!” Sirius was laughing his ass off in the corner of your dorm room as james tried to open the book without dropping it, yourself right behind him trying to take it back. You had caught up with him, and wrapped your arms around his jacket-clad torso.

You grabbed ahold of the book clasp, and yanked it towards yourself, prompting it to break off. It was a cheap $5 journal, what did you expect it to do?

As James lifted his arm above you, he began reading the messy, rushed handwriting aloud.

“‘Just this morning he gave me an early birthday gift, it had the most adorable bow!’ Hear that padfoot? A bow!” He giggled loud, “‘I wish I could stare into his eyes forever without the guilt of betraying my best friend.’” His face slowly dropped, and Sirius walked behind him to read the next paragraphs.

“James..i can explain-” he passed the book back to you, letting out a quiet “sorry”, before walking past you, bumping into your shoulder on accident. The air felt thick, like you couldn’t speak a word. “why didn’t you tell me?” Sirius took a step forward, catching your attention.

“Because you would have told him. You did that to Amos when i told you about him-” you defended yourself for the second time over a crush. He had informed amos diggory of your small crush, which some girls caught wind of, and didn’t let you live it down. He was the cause of months of bullying, and you wouldn’t let that happen again.

He didn’t blame you. He felt shame for putting you through that, he wouldn’t forgive himself. But he thought you had.

”ill go talk to James.” You began walking out the door, but you turned your head to look at Sirius, “please return that book to wherever it was. I dont even know how you found it…” you finished the last part while walking the rest of the way out.

You scrambled through hallways, looking in any possible place for prongs. You checked the quidditch pitch, no luck. You tried the kitchens (which got you a scolding from one of the older elves), and again, nothing. You finally made your rounds to the library, and to your luck. You saw him.

With the diary.

He was sat in one of the study table chairs, his glasses slid down his nose, and the book in his calloused hands. You quickly walked up to him, but his eyes never left the words written.

It seemed as if he was reading one sentence over and over, ‘he’s simply a daydream, an angel disguised in human form.’

“I didn’t know you felt this way about me.” He finally spoke, his voice slightly muffled by his hand, as he was resting against it. “Of course. And i never meant for you to.” It didn’t help your case, but you didn’t try to make any excuses. You were in this for good.

He looked up to you, staring into your eyes. “Im with lily. You know that.” He snapped the book back together, making a louder than expected noise. You flinched at the sound that bounced against the walls of empty and full shelves, regretting the situation you had brought yourself into.

He passed you the book with nothing more but a small nod, and grabbed his satchel full of school notes and small nicknacks from his partner. He made sure not to bump into you again, as he walked around you and out the door.

You stuffed the book in between your arms, and slowly walked out as well. Your shoes clicked against the hard floor of the library, and you glanced out of the doors window, only to see the last person you wanted to.

Lily evans.

She gives you a loud glare, she obviously knew. you look behind her, James. Your eyes linger on him for a bit too long, the sight of someone walking past you to leave the library made you look away.

#james potter #james potter x Reader #james potter x you #marauders #Sirius black #angst #x reader #shitpost

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shower-phantom-ideas · 10 months

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Danny leaves Amity Park and Earth to commit to his rile as Ghost King

Ok I can’t lie to yall it’s one am and I wanted to write danny becomes ghost king and moves to the realms but misses school so asks William Lancer to skype call him during class so he can still be there. But I got very off track. Like I think I wrote a character study of jazz? I had to force myself to stop no joke. I could write this way forever but I think it’s kinda boring to read when I write in this style.

Anyway rambling here it is

Danny becomes the high King of the Infinite Realms and tries his hardest ti balance it all with his human life but it’s too much. He can’t keep up. His parents start putting more and more pressure on him. Plus their hatred if Phantom and ghosts has gone from a 10 to one hundred. Jazz thinks their obsessed, like their in love but with the idea of destroying Phantom. She no longer tries to give Danny a false hope of them accepting him as a halfa. Like he can’t see that. Every time she pulls him out if the kitchen, the living room, the lab. Hell every time Danny walks down the hall and one ih his parents join him, theres Jazz. As if summoned. Shes made it her mission to keep Danny from them and when she can’t she will do her best to make sure hes not alone with then. He thinks it’s a bit extreme and secretly is so glad for it. It’s like shes telling him his feelings are justified and that hes not crazy for being scared of his parents. That he doesn’t have to have the same fear of her. Shes on his side. Shes protecting him. And it’s nice. To be the one protected for once.

So they make a plan for him to leave. The Realms arent going ti give up or go away so he might as well go there. At least if hes nit running from his new responsibilities as Ghost King then they wont have to track him down and dump it in him once it’s piled up too much to be ignored. Hes already told Jazz hes not going ti pass up the crown. Imagine the good he can do as King. Plus hes promised that if he needs any help he will ask. So she helps him go. Their parents hardly notice when Danny disappeared from their house. Their obsession, their devotion, to Phantom has completely blinded them. Jazz is only staying because she is so close to finished here so wont have ti stay long. Less than a year and she can go off to any college she wants. Her grades are proof enough that she knows she wont tied to them and their money. She will be dependent of them and make a name for herself completely unrelated to them. These monsters who have taken her parents place.

She does wish she noticed sooner. Make she could have spared Danny so much pain and trauma had she just seen the signs. It was so clear to her now that this was their path. With every passing day she should have seen what they would become. But children love their parents regardless of goodness and she wanted to, no needed to believe they would do right by Danny. That no her parents wouldnt try to turn their son into a science experiment and strap him to a table and cut him open. She so craved and longed for a normal stable family. Something she no doubt learned doesn’t exist while studying physiology. She can’t blame herself. She knows it’s not her fault. She is still a child and still loved her parents. Even now as she makes plans to leave them and never come back to them. Even now she loves them. ‘Maybe im making a mistake’ ‘am I doing the right thing?’ The doubts pour into her mind. Then she sees them or talks to them and is once again reminded of why shes doing this. She has no doubts about if she can do it. She is smart and resourceful. She can easily make it on her own with a full ride to pretty much any collage. She would earn money as a tutor still and maybe even write articles online for cash, shes already got some offers, but that little voice in her mind still nags at her that they’re her parents and they love her. Maybe they used to but she knows they only care about one thing. Their “work” or their “science” in reality it’s their obsession. Ironic how they are like ghosts with their obsession controlling them. Unable to do anything else, think about anything else, until is fulfilled. If they just achieved their goal they would let up and maybe even return to their family. Minds no longer unable to sleep due to thoughts of their target. But Jazz could never let them. The price of her loving parents is the life of her sweet little brother. What a choice for a 17 year old to make. Have the family she was promised from all the media she had as a kid, showing familys of understanding and endless love. Or lose any hope of loving parents to help her little brother have his own loving family.

The choice was clear. She would sacrifice anything for him after all. If he asked her to give up her human life and join him in ruling the Realms she would have. Hell if he asked her to become a halfa she would have. This sweet boy whos willing to give up everything for everyone else deserves at least that. The hero who is not loved for his acts but despised, hated even, by those who he protects. A crueler fate even that his whole being obsessed with protecting them. Even if he wanted to give up on them he couldnt. She doesn’t even think hes capable of wanting to give up on protecting them. His ghost obsession keeps him from it. So she will give to the giver. He deserves just that.

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#danny phantom #jazz fenton #danny fenton #jack and maddie #seriously how to I tag stuff #I had a system for it a year ago and I forgot #forgive me I have been reading books and am In book mode #good sister jazz #she loves her brother

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azsazz · 3 months

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Okay, this is the response to the anon that wanted to talk about cc and contained spoilers:

"I just finished Crescent City today after swearing I was done with SJM because ACOWAR and ACOFAS were so disappointing to me. SPOILERS

—————cc1 spoilers under cut——————————

And I totally wasn’t expecting to see them using phones and other modern technology. So i agree with the other anon, it kind of took me out of it a bit, but not by much. I will say IMO the book was way too long and the murder investigation and the initial “plot twist” were messily done. It just draggedddd and was very boring to me.

The last 20 chapters were good though. But i couldn’t stop thinking why the hell nobody left the Summit to help Bryce. Like Ruhn and Fury were sitting there like “he’s gonna kill her”. So GO??? Are you really just gonna watch your sister die via Twitch stream?? LMAO I know they sent the Aux but they’re not as powerful as everyone who stayed back and it irritated me so badly when Bryce was fighting for her life, and they were just watching it like it’s a movie. Only one i won’t fault is Hunt cause he was nerfed by his handcuffs.

Also Sarah loves a “one drop of power from everyone” moment omg 😭 I liked that we started the series with Bryce at 25 instead of as a barely adult teenager. I think that’s why I started CC1, cause I read TOG and ACOTAR in high school and college, and I don’t want to read about another 17yo heroine. Or a 19yo who is in love with a 350yo.

The ending of the book confused me though cause it felt like a stand alone w/o the epilogue. It ended very cleanly. Like, what now? I don’t have to read the next 2 books if I don’t want to.

Sorry for spewing all my thoughts at you!! No one else I know is reading it so :/"

First of all, you're always welcome to share your thoughts with me! I love getting to chat and hear everyones predictions and opinions!

yes, i agree that the books are WAY too long. i just don't understand...i felt like half of the book was unnecessary. so boring and bryce was not relatable no matter how hard sjm tried to make her.

the climax of the book is usually the best part haha. Idk what fury was doing that time because i don't remember but what i thought was was that ruhn was essentially trapped there at the summit? LMAO TWITCH STREAM IM SO DEAD. Also i figured they were conveniently too far away from her to be able to get there in time to help.

yeah, it's nice that she's older than the other mc's but i'm wondering why it's so necessary for every book to add the mc's age? like what if we just didn't say how old she was? what in the plot would change?

yeah, i mean i can't blame you there. i'll be doing a cliff notes type thing for cc3 for those who don't want to read it lol...

thank you for coming to chat!! 💙💙

#crescent city #ask azsazz

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byersfanclub · 2 years

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im actually sick of the “will deserves better” thing because i used to sort of think the same until i sat down and realized that mike is such a complex character who is dealing with his own shit.

ofc im not excusing the way mike treated will during s3 but like you have to realize they’re 13/14ish yrs old and it’s the 1980s and you’re brought into a reagan bush family who aren’t REALLY there for you emotionally at all (Karen is sort of but not really) and you have to deal with your best friend being kidnapped to another dimension and see his “dead body” and he’s a best friend that is more than a best friend but you may not realize this until later (s3) and you decide to best thing to do is stick to heteronormativity even if it’s with a girl who’s just been thrust into the real world and it’s not fair for neither of you because you’re too young to really understand the implications of being in a romantic relationship but OVERALL when it comes down to it, you still would do anything the moment that best friend is genuinely and visibly upset or can sense something is wrong and he ends up moving away for the sake of his own families safety and you begin to realize that, wow, maybe your feelings for that friend go beyond platonic because your ex gf kissed you and it was WEIRD and your left visibly distraught in said best friends room (in front of his closet) after you’d just felt so much happiness when he said he’d never join another DnD party, then as they drive off you stare longingly at his home, a place his (ex?) gf never lived, so it’s definitely about this friend.

then you go without seeing each other for six months, you barely talk because everytime you try to call the line is busy but this friend never calls you. so you feel hopeless, highschool sucks without him, hawkins isn’t the same without him. you miss him, you feel like you’re losing him again, because you’re so focused on trying to keep up this heteronormative front because you’re apparently dating your ex gf again even after the weird “ily2” interaction you had that felt so off. your friend isn’t reaching out so you begin to stop reaching out, but you find out that your friends mom has a telemarketer job and she works from home, you whine about it so much in the short amount of time you’ve known that your other friends bring it up in conversation later on. you find out your best friend might like a girl, that he’s painting something for said girl. this annoys you, it eats at you. you’re visibly distressed about this, you don’t even seem to be that happy anymore about going to california the next day (where your gf lives with your friends family) arguing with your parents about staying out late for DnD. (a game you said you were getting too old for last year) all day at school, you’re bothered by this because why else would you be so bothered? because your other friend can’t make it to DnD that night? you were bothered before you even found that out.

you finally arrive in california that next morning, but you’re dressed not like yourself, like your putting on a front to see your gf but wait— your friend is there too, he’s going in for a big hug but you’re overwhelmed and give him a shoulder pat and to make it worse? he’s holding something that seems like a painting and you ask him what it is, he’s say it is a painting. the painting. you don’t know how to react to this, why would he bring it? is it for you? no, it’s for… angela. it’s for angela. the girl your friend likes is angela and they might be seeing her today. that’s why he brought it. you end up at a roller rink, you notice your friend is being quiet, barely engaging in conversation, overall he’s not paying attention to you. meanwhile you’re sort of doing the exact same thing, but it’s bothering you so much that he’s not paying attention to you. even after your gf get publicly bullied by the girl you thought your friend liked, you shift the blame onto him for not telling you that your gf was having problems, you get mad at him for being a bummer all day but to your surprise he snaps back and… he sees right through you. your mad for him not talking to you? he says you’ve made it clear you’re not interested in anything he has to say. you know that’s not true, you say it’s not true. but neither of you discuss the actual reason as to why. you wrote a book of letters to your gf/his sister but left him in the dark, it’s because shes your girlfriend. you and him are friends. you’re friends. because you have to reiterate this, you’ve thought about what it’d be like if you were more. you’ve entertained the idea. he says you used to be best friends and you visibly recognize this, but brush it off because the topic is too heavy. later that night you practically dissociate from dinner, you’re rethinking the nights events, you’re not there for your gf, in fact you cause her to storm off and… you don’t go after her. the next day you attempt to understand why she lied and overall she just wants one thing, to hear and see you say that you love her. you can’t say it. you even begin to unknowingly gaslight her, it’s not on purpose but a defense mechanism because you can’t lose her. she’s your best friend too, she’s also the last sense of “normalcy” you have. but in the end you do lose her, it’s obvious your relationship isn’t going to work, you can’t come back from a fight like that. you confide in your friend about it, you don’t really tell him the issue, (that you can’t say you love her, because you’re gay/bi, you love your friend not her) but allude to it and it’s like your asking for a way out. like you’re asking for the reassurance that breaking up with your gf is okay and it won’t change your friendship. maybe you think it over for awhile, because the next time you talk to said friend you feel yourself teasing him, it feels almost flirtatious and it feels okay to do. it doesn’t feel wrong like you thought it would. you’ve starting thinking about those feelings again, the feelings you had a revelation for last year. they feel more real. you tell him how you’ve felt distant, you miss him, nothing is the same without him. you want to be best friends again. it feels intimate, way more intimate than a platonic conversation should be. the next time you two talk, you start to being up the topic again. maybe if you were just honest with your girlfriend, maybe if you’d broken it off mutually, that you love her as a friend but not romantically because you’ve been hiding something from her then maybe she wouldn’t have left without you. your friend comforts you again, sometimes telling people the truth, especially to people you care about the most, is scary. because what if they don’t like the truth? that’s why you’ve been weary of telling her, being honest, because what if she doesn’t like the truth? it’s a scary thought.

you once again bring up this topic because it’s eating at you alive, but your friend hands you that painting. the painting that was for a girl. it makes you so unbelievably happy, you love your friends art but… he tells you your gf commissioned it. that it was her idea. this confuses you, because you were told one thing in her letter and you’re being told another in that moment. would she lie to cover up the surprise? or why would she bring it up at all? why would your friend bring it to the airport instead of your gf giving it to you privately? you’re not sure what to believe, but he’s telling you things you needed to hear. you want these words to be from him, you feel like they are, cause you’re so mesmerized and touched by them.

you find your gf, you end up having to defeat the evil once again and you end up having a one on one with her, it looks like you’re about to talk about something important, you know what it’s going to be. you need to talk about it too. you need to be honest with her. you get cut off before you can. the next moment you watch her convulse, dying right in front of you and you’re encouraged by your friend to try and save her, what can you do? tell her what you think she needs to hear, and almost all of it is lies, nothing about your confession is genuine other than what she’d been wearing the night you met her.

and after all of that. she barely speaks to you, doesn’t seem interested in talking to you. because you lied again. you don’t love her. you love your best friend. will byers. and with the threat still out there, you’re determined to not let anything happen to him. ever again.

I would say, Mike Wheeler deserves every ounce of love that Will Byers has for him. The Will Byers who loves everything about Mike Wheeler, his dorky interests and obnoxious singing. and Will Byers deserves all of the love that Mike Wheeler has for him, the love that’s been buried for far too long.

#byler #long post #mike wheeler kisses boys #byler thoughts #mike wheeler defense squad

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the-lavender-creator · 8 months

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could I please have some more of my favorite pathetic wet cat- I mean Toralei? Preferably something angsty. I just want her to suffer. A lot. Preferably thunder angst. If you can’t tell by now I’m a whore for thunder angst. And proud of it. Anyway. I want angst. Like a gallon of it. Oooo let me think. Okay so remember when you wrote the thunder fic and there was a line where Clawdeen was all like ‘I don’t know who told you it was bad to be afraid. But they’re wrong’. Or something like that.

WELL TIME TO FIND OUT! So! I’m obviously gonna blame Raterina- Oop I mean Caterina (no I don’t. Im lying) anyway. Let’s say Raterina shows up to check on her daughters progress. Idk like a literal queen leader of the were society would. Make sure the school is up to her daughter’s standards and all.

Well you guessed it! Theirs another storm! Except this time Toralei can’t slink away to her room with Clawdeen. Cause her mom is here! And like. The boo crew is too. And the group hadn’t been like. Officially told Toralei is scare of thunder or anything. But like. They kinda just. Know from past experiences. (Like the origin fic) and just other times toralei has been on edge specifically during a storm. And they might make a comment about it whenever toraleis being especially mean, but they never like truly make fun of her for it. Cause that would be so unlike monster high.

Buuuuut Caterina notices Toralei’s clear discomfort with the storm and immediately berates her. Probably very loudly and meanly. Basically shaming the fear out of her. Probably some stupid high class talk about how rulers don’t fear sounds or what not. Emotional manipulating bullshit on how it’s weak and bad to feel. That stuff.

And like. Toralei was already on edge and now her moms berrating her for it. So she’s probably a good five seconds from crying. And the Boo crew has seen all of this and they all kinda unanimously think ‘Ok. We don’t really like toralei but we all agree we don’t like her mom much more’ so they all kinda burst into action. Half of them slide in to defend Toralei. The others secretly create some distraction. And then once Raterina is thoroughly distracted, that’s when Clawdeen slides in and slips away with Toralei unnoticed. Where they deal with the storm together. (Oh and Clawdeen of course has to stare very clearly that everything toraleis mom just said was utter bullshit and fear is not weak and Toralei is not a weak monster for feeling it).

Famn. That was long. So sorry about that. Did I mention I love thunder angst?

you of course don’t have to write this. I just thought it would be a fun new part of the Toradeen series (featuring the boo crew somewhat accepting toralei as their own and defending the fuck out of her)

Much love! Thanks for putting up with my rambly prompts! ❤️❤️❤️

This one was originally meant to apply to my Furious Fur and Calming Claws series, but I decided to do something a little different! (Also, please send future prompts to my writing blog @vwritesawholelothm!)

Many thanks to @hodgepodgeoffandoms for beta reading!

Fandom: Monster High (Cartoon 2022) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Toralei Stripe/Clawdeen Wolf, Minor Cleo de Nile/Frankie Stein Characters: Toralei Stripe, Clawdeen Wolf, Catarina Stripe, Frankie Stein, Lagoona Blue, Meowlody (Monster High), Purrsephone (Monster High), Cleo de Nile, Draculaura (Monster High), Headless Headmistress Bloodgood Additional Tags: Thunder and Lightning, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Hurt/Comfort, Catarina Stripe is a Bad Mother, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Childhood Trauma, Childhood Memories, now that i think about it this is basically the plot of Descendants lmao, canon is a mere suggestion at best

Summary: The talisman owed to Catarina Stripe pops back up when Serena Wolf's daughter finds her way to Monster High. Like mother like daughter, Toralei takes it upon herself to snatch the pendant right under Clawdeen's nose, to present to her mother in a bid for love.

How fitting that her means of stealing involves inspiring a certain love, as well.

#mr-walkingrainbow #and next time um. be a bit more polite when asking for updates #thanks for following the delevlopment of this fic! I'm very tired lmao #this is what I get for taking up a big project while also working on a bunch of other ones lol #toradeen #toralei x clawdeen #toralei stripe

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muffinbeliever · 1 month

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Introducing: Luna Mae Winchester

Pairing: Spencer Reid x OFC

Word Count: 1710

Warnings: canon-typical violence, brief mention of child abuse, j*hn winchester

A/N: ok so dont hate me please but last week i was struck by sudden inspiration to make an ofc that was a crossover between supernatural and criminal minds and im rly just running w it now... this is her background/introduction that serve as a basis for the fics i'll write for her

Masterlist

about luna:

☽ sam and dean’s younger sister, born on september 20, 1984

☽ (5 years younger than dean, 3 years younger than spencer, and 1 year younger than sam)

☽ height: 5’6 (she had a short mom in comparison to the brothers lol)

☽ hair: dark brown; eyes: dark brown (giving the girl in the gif but not quite)

☽ physically fit, liked to run as a workout and got into yoga in college

☽ as smart as, if not a little smarter than, sam, but she doesn’t flaunt it

☽ people like her for her looks but it’s really her mind that is enticing

☽ generally has a bubbly personality but she is an introvert so it doesn’t really come out unless she’s close with the person or she is really excited

birth

☽ technically the winchesters’ half-sister (bc timeline) but it’s not obvious at all that they’re not full siblings

☽ john met her mom on a hunt shortly after mary died → luna’s birth was a secret from john until her mom was murdered when luna was only a month old

☽ her mom left john a voicemail before she died telling him about luna because she felt like she was being stalked

☽ by the time john and the boys got there, she was already dead and left luna behind

☽ her mother’s killer was never found.

childhood

☽ the brothers tried their best to give her a normal life, especially dean when he was left in charge while john was away

☽ dean would steal food to feed himself and his siblings, but he would also steal a stuffed animal or toy for luna so she never felt like she was treated differently/worse than the boys

☽ sam encouraged her to try hard in school because that’s what he also wanted to do, but dean encouraged her because he knew that he never could really do the whole “school thing”

☽ even if dean told sam about what john did on his hunts, the brothers agreed to keep luna in the dark as long as possible so she could have somewhat of a normal, worry-free life

☽ john had a tendency to get physical when he was really upset (i.e. dean’s wrists when he was sent to that boy’s home) and wouldn’t give luna any special treatment just because she was a girl

☽ so dean always took the brunt of john’s anger, especially when it came to her, by shifting the blame onto himself and even lying so that she wouldn’t get in trouble

☽ we all knew john was a terrible dad but he was an even worse girl-dad

☽ she found out about monsters/hunting when she was 14 and it scared her a lot but she would still go on hunts because john said so

☽ excelled in her classes and took a lot of sam’s senior classes her junior year because she’s just smart like that

☽ she was devastated when sam left for stanford, not just because she saw how much it broke dean but also because she felt like she would be pushed into the family business even more

☽ when sam left for school, luna was a senior and john wanted to pull her out of high school before she could graduate because he was worried she would follow sam’s path

☽ surprise bitch ! dean vehemently refused to side with john and encouraged luna to apply for college anyways

☽ “if a dumbo like sammy can get in, you can get in anywhere”

☽ definitely asked sam for college advice and he read her essays… she got into caltech

☽ john didn’t speak to her for two weeks after she found out but dean and sam were so proud of their little sister

☽ dean drove her out to california and helped her move into her dorm while john was helping out another hunter

meeting spencer reid

☽ double majored in psychology and philosophy at caltech, which was where she met spencer

☽ fun fact, her degree in philosophy was one of the biggest reasons why Spencer went back to school to get a bachelor’s in philosophy → she inspired him :(

☽ spencer was 21, finishing his bachelor’s in psychology and he ta’d for her human memory class (a real class at caltech lol i did my research)

☽ even though his degree wasn’t complete yet, the professor obviously thought he was smart enough to be the primary ta/reader for the class… he even guest lectured the eidetic memory unit

☽ a lot of students in the class found him really annoying/hated him because he was a harsh grader

☽ he gave luna a b- on her first essay but she went to his office hours to discuss her grade and after speaking with her (and lowk getting seduced by her beauty and intelligence) he let her rewrite the paper for a better grade as long as she didn’t tell anyone

☽ she got an a-

☽ she invited him to dinner as a thank you but he didn’t think that was appropriate so they got coffee instead

☽ he complimented her rewritten version and they ended up missing the class because they were so caught up in chatting about her work

☽ turned into a coffee tradition before class; they would meet up but only talked about class material/readings

☽ because the class only met once a week though, they only hung out for about two months before the semester was coming to an end

☽ she invited him out to dinner again at the end of the semester, and this time he accepted because he liked her company

☽ they became close friends (he didn’t really have anyone else)

☽ he was lowk appalled when he found out she had a fake id (it’s spencer lol) but really just wanted her to be safe especially when she was drinking

☽ she took him to a party once but he hated it so they left shortly after arriving and got a bottle of wine instead and drank at his place

☽ her friends thought he was a little weird at first but she had him over a lot for movie nights/hanging out and they saw how well they complimented each other

dating spencer reid

☽ started dating towards the end of her freshman year after she drunk called him and told him she liked him

☽ they had cutesy dates where they either do work/read together or they’ll go to a bookstore or museum

☽ she loved listening to him ramble off random facts about things they see out and about

☽ dean was so shocked and flabbergasted when she told him about spencer, he stole a car to drive to california to meet him

☽ at first dean thought it was a power-trip thing of an older guy/younger girl once he actually met spencer and realized he really wasn’t like other guys™ they got along well

☽ spencer graduated that year and was recruited to the fbi so he had to move to virginia but him and luna spent the summer together before he had to go/she started her next year

☽ they did long distance for two years but it was really difficult towards the end

☽ they had a mutual break up but they still loved each other

post-college hunting

☽ dean and sam waited for her to graduate before pulling her back in (1 year after dean told sam john was on a hunting trip)

☽ she always felt a pang in her heart whenever they impersonated fbi because it reminded her of spencer

☽ she considered reaching out to him, especially when they were in/near virginia but then she saw him in a tabloid kissing lila archer in the pool and she was heartbroken because he moved on

☽ she threw herself into hunting and staying with her brothers

☽ spencer saw dean on the tv during “Nightshifter” (spn) and had garcia look up his record; he was shocked and confused when he realized that the three of you were on the fbi wanted list

☽ two weeks later, spencer was abducted in “Revelations” (cm) and had bigger problems to deal with than his criminal ex-girlfriend

☽ a year later, garcia told him that she died after hendrickson faked everyone’s death in “Jes in Bello” (spn) and he regretted never reaching out

reuniting with spencer

☽ it happened in “Demonology” (cm)/“Death Takes a Holiday” (spn) while the brothers were looking for reapers

☽ she took on the case because it seemed to be demons and ended up running into spencer at the hospital when they both tried to interview the same witness

☽ spencer was shocked to see her (she was supposed to be dead ???)

☽ she tried talking to him but he didn’t want the rest of the team to make the connection of her crimes and put her in danger so he said no (also he was lowk mad)

☽ she bought him coffee and they talked… she gave him the monster talk and they worked it out

☽ BUT she had to go back to her brothers and he was still in the fbi so they only exchanged numbers and nothing more

☽ she told her brothers when they got back and at first they were a little mad but then they realized that spencer is actually protecting her (and them) and they leave it be

☽ sometimes her and spencer texted but it was really rare and mostly just to see which cases were monster-related or psychopath-related so they didn’t have crossover

☽ spencer discovered the supernatural books and read them ALL and i mean ALLLLLL

☽ it allowed him to catch up with their years apart and he realized why she was wanted as a criminal

☽ (he especially liked the chapters that he was in) and since it was written based off her inner monologue, he realized how much she loved (and still loves) him

☽ “The Eyes Have It” (cm) where an unsub seemed to be taking people’s eyes turned out some of the victims were actually due to an angel burning them and spencer and her work together to investigate/hunt, rekindling their relationship

☽ (they got drunk and hooked up) and they ended up getting back together afterward

☽ it was even harder to date this time because of distance and crimes ofc, but they worked at it every day and finally made it work

☽ at one point i’d like to believe that the bau eventually catches luna’s mom’s killer

#spencer reid #spencer reid x ofc #younger sister!winchester #spencer reid x younger sister!winchester #criminal minds #supernatural #criminal minds x supernatural crossover #muffinbeliever

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specialagentlokitty · 1 year

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Mr Evershed x Student!reader - make it home

Part nine:

A week has passed, and you were called out of your class to go to Mr Evershed’s office. Frowning you walked down the hallways only to bump into the twins along the way.

“What did you do?” You hissed.

“Nothing! We swear!” Jordan pouted.

“Then why are we being called to the office?”

“I don’t know, but it sounded important.” Ryan said.

You nodded your head and you all stood in front of Loraine who gestured for the three of you to follow her into the office.

Inside was Mrs Carter, Ken, Mr Evershed and a woman you had never seen before.

“Thank you Loraine, can you close the blinds? This is a privet meeting.” Mr Evershed smiled.

She nodded and left and he gestured to three seats in front of the desk.

“Thank you guys for coming. This is Ken, head of the trust for the school I don’t know if you’ve met him before. And this is Ann, a social care worker.” Mrs Carter smiled.

You looked at the twins who looked at you and shrugged a little.

Walking over you all sat down

“What’s this about?” Ryan asked.

“It’s about you three and not having a legal guardian or carer.” Ann replied.

“Okay? So? Our last worker said we were find on our own?” Jordan scoffed.

“And she’s has since been fired for her irresponsible Behaviour. The three of you are to go into care immediately.”

“Alright hold on what happened to a soft approach?” Mr Evershed asked.

“We need to get this over and done with as soon as possible I have another meeting.” Ken replied.

You scoffed at them all and shook your head.

“Not happening, we have legal right over our parents house.”

Ann shook her head and set a bit of paper on the table.

“Not legal right, you aren’t their biological children, and with no Will to execute all assets including the home and the rest of the money will go to the government to decide what to do.”

“Jokes on you we’re broke.” Jordan snickered.

You slapped his side and he went quiet

“I’m sorry guys but you don’t have a choice, a decision has been made and it’s out of our hands. They have legal right to take everything and legal right to place you in care.” Mrs Carter sighed.

“Not a chance. Im sorry Miss but no, we’ve been fine on our own.” Ryan explained.

“Fine? You three have caused this town more unnecessary cost then the entire school out together.” Ken scoffed.

You glared at him.

“You have no right to talk so shut it.”

“(Y/N).” Mr Evershed warned.

You looked at him and he smiled a little.

“It’s just for the time being okay? Until you’re all old enough to live alone or the boys are able to take you in as adults.”

“Exactly, we already have three homes lined up for you all in nearby towns.”

“Three? We agreed to one?” Mr Evershed asked.

“Sorry but no one wants to take three suspected murderers into their homes, we’re lucky we found the families we did.” Ann shrugged.

“Really? Suspected murderers? You’re one of those people? You read the news and you assume it’s true?” You asked.

You felt the itch underneath your skin, the rage, the pure animalistic side of you wanting to break free and you pushed it down the best you could.

“Look either you come willingly or we get the police involved and we do this the hard way.”

“Right enough stop. You’re not taking them without their consent, I agreed to this under the condition they went willingly and together. Accusing them of murder? Calling them out for being adopted? That’s not on.” Mr Evershed snapped.

“Martins right, you can’t just force them to be separated they’ve been together their whole lives, their better together.” Mrs Carter nodded.

“Please they’re better alone. Remove the ring leader remove the issues. Without (Y/N) their brothers could actually go far.” Ann said.

“So now you’re saying that (Y/N) is to blame for everything?” Jordan sneered.

“All we’re saying is the common cause to everything is them.” Ann said.

You stood up, knocking your chair to the ground as you balled your hands into fists.

“Sit down!” Ryan hissed.

He grabbed your wrist and you slapped it away.

“You have no right to take us away from our home! You have no right to separate us based on some assumptions by good for nothing people with nothing better to do with their lives! You have no right to call us killers when you don’t even know the whole story!”

“I have ever legal right to do this and I will!” Ann snapped back.

You stormed forward, slamming your hands on the desk as you leant over.

Your heart was pounding, ears writing and you could feel yourself on the fine line between human and not.

“You have no legal right to do anything, I will not be leaving, none of us will. This is our home.”

“Then I’ll have a warrant out for you arrests, it’s that simple (Y/N). The easy way or the hard way, your call.”

“Enough! They’re just children leave them be! You can’t treat them this way!” Mr Evershed yelled.

“You don’t get a say you should’ve turned them into social the moment you knew they were living alone!”

“He was trying to help!” You yelled back.

“He was breaking the law, disregarding his duties as a headteacher!” Ken yelled.

“He was protecting us! Keeping us safe!”

You dug your fingers into the wood on the desk and your shoulders heaved as you breathed heavily, casting your eyes to your hands.

“I swear to god if you even try to lay a hand on me or my brothers…”

You dug your fingers into the desk even more, a small scratching sound coming from underneath them.

The twins were right next to you hands on your shoulders, other hands over yours.

“Calm down…” Ryan whispered.

“You need to go…” Jordan said.

“With no legal guardian you will be coming into care, because we’re seizing that house right now.”

“That’s our home!”

Pushing the twins away you spun around and kicked the chair across the room into the wall behind it, snapping the back of it.

“Why can’t you people leave us alone?!” You yelled.

“Call the police!” Ken shouted.

“Don’t! Don’t! It’s fine!”

Mr Evershed rushed over, placing his hands on your shoulders making you look up, yellow eyes boring into his as you breathed uncontrollably, hands trembling at your sides.

“You need to go now, outside.”

You sneered a little and he gave you a look.

“Go, get some fresh air, just take a few minutes. Boys take them.”

The twins rushed you away.

He spun around and glared at the two that were trying to take you away from your only remaining family.

“Martin.” Mrs Carter warned.

“No, no this has to be said. Those three have done everything they could to get better, they’ve improved their grades, they’ve started trying to adjust to a world that apparently hates them for no reason! And you’re just going to rip them apart?”

“They can’t be left alone with no legal guardian you know that Martin.” Ken explained.

“They need a legal guardian? Fine! I’ll be their legal guardian! I’ll watch over them and carrying on working on their grades and behaviour. But I will not let you separate them.”

“That isn’t appropriate.” Ken shook his head.

Ann held her hand up and sat forward a little in her chair.

“You’d be their legal guardian? Knowing full well what’s gone on, what people will say?”

“Yes, okay? Yes! I’ve seen the real side of those kids and they’re good kids. You get the paperwork, I’ll sign it.”

Ann turned to Ken and he just raised his hands. She turned to Mrs Carter who just nodded her head before she finally turned back to Mr Evershed.

“Fine, but whatever they do is on you, so I suggest you put them on a tight leash because they will destroy any shred of reputation you have left. I’ll have the paperwork on your desk desk week, and as of immediately they are to live with you.”

Ann left and Ken just sighed.

“You’re making a stupid mistake.”

With that he left and Mr Evershed turned to Mrs Carter and let out a sigh he’d been holding in.

She smiled and walked over, placing a hand in his shoulder.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you fight so hard for a few kids, but I trust you know what you’re doing.”

She left and he took a moment to breathe before he left as well, making his way outside he started to search the car park for the three of you.

He stopped in the middle of the parking lot and looked around.

“Right, I know you three can hear me, where are you?”

He waited a moment and Jordan came around a corner of the building and Mr Evershed jogged over.

You were leant against the building breathing heavily, eyes staring at Ryan as he held your hands to your side.

“You need to control yourself!” Ryan hissed.

“I… can’t…!” You growled out.

You pushed him a few steps back and he slammed you back into the wall, giving you an apologetic look.

Mr Evershed kept his distance as the twins fought to keep you against the wall so you couldn’t break free.

“I thought you guys had control?!” He whispered looking around.

“We do!” Jordan hissed.

“(Y/N) is the youngest, they haven’t had as much practice as us. Our anger is intensified around the full moon it’s why (Y/N) can’t control it, they’re too angry to regain control!” Ryan explained.

You growled lowly and pushed the pair of them and they slammed you into the wall again, sharing a look.

“We can’t!” Ryan hissed.

“We don’t have a choice!” Jordan snapped.

They gripped your arms, and your eyes shot wide open as their grip tightened and you quickly threw them off.

Mr Evershed rushed over to help the pair up before the turned back to you.

Leaning over, your brought your hands into your chest and groaned, hands balled in a neath death like grip as you stared at the floor.

After a minute you slumped against the wall, arms resting on your knees as you breathed deeply, resting your head against the wall with your eyes shut.

“(Y/N)?” Mr Evershed asked.

He was unsure about approaching you, but he did anyways, he walked over and crouched in front of you.

On your skin he se fresh blood, and the twins knelt next to him, turning your hands palms up to show claw marks in your skin.

“It’s fine…” you whispered.

“What did you do?” Mr Evershed asked.

“One way to snap us out of something like that is to trigger our healing, it’s like a reality check really. It stops the transformation before it can happen because our body is too busy healing.” Jordan explained.

“So would it work after?”

“No, though if we get hurt in the full state then it’ll heal faster then if we weren’t.” Ryan said.

Mr Evershed nodded and looked at you hands, carefully inspecting them.

“Come on, let’s get you three back inside.”

“Aren’t they gonna take us away?” Jordan mumbled.

“No, they’re all gone. Quickly now before someone sees them like this.”

The boys nodded and pulled you up, holding your hands in theirs to hide the blood as they led you back into the office and sat you down on one of the chairs.

“I’ve learned to keep this in here now.”

He pulled out a first aid box and the twins peaked over his shoulders.

“You know you don’t need that right?” Ryan asked.

“Yeah we heal fast.” Jordan nodded.

He looked up at the two and shrugged a little as he pulled out some stuff.

“Okay you heal fast. But it’ll make me feel better so humour me on this one.”

The twins shrugged and sat on his desk as he turned to you and started to clean your hands.

Just as they said, your wounds had already healed and you waited for Mr Evershed to finish cleaning your hands before balling them a few times and nodding.

“Good as new?” He asked.

“Yeah, pretty much. Just a few more minutes and it’ll be all sorted.”

He nodded and cleaned everything up before looking around his office and the chair you broke.

“Unfortunately chairs don’t have your healing factor.” He said.

“Sorry?” You offered.

He smiled and shook his head.

“We need to talk, I’ve spoken to the social worker and Ken about what we’re going to do.”

“Run away?” Jordan asked.

“No.” Mr Evershed chuckled.

He crossed his arms and leant against the bookshelf behind him.

“I’m going to become your legal guardian so you can stay here and stay together. You’ll be living with me, we’ll have to sort something out as I only have bedrooms, but the paperwork will be here next week. I just want to make sure that’s okay with you three before I sign it.”

The twins high fived each other and turned to him.

“Cool with us!” They beamed.

Mr Evershed turned to you and walked over, crouching in front of you.

“Is that okay? I know you don’t want to be separated and I’m sorry I can’t do anything about your house.”

You looked up at him before quickly throwing your arms around him.

“Thank you…”

Mr evershed didn’t even get a chance to do anything because you quickly let go and looked at the twins.

“The house!”

Their eyes winded when they realised what you meant.

“What? What about the house?” Mr Evershed asked standing up.

“There’s thing in there that will expose us!”

“We need to go!”

“What’s faster car or running?” Mr Evershed asked.

“Running.”

He nodded and gestured to the door.

“Go, get whatever you need and bring it back to the school, I’ll wait here.”

You three nodded and quickly ran away while he sat at his desk, a small smile on his face as he shook his head as he looked at your files on the table

#ackley bridge #Ackley bridge x reader #Ackley bridge x you #Ackley bridge imagine #mr evershed #mr evershed x reader #mr evershed x you #mr Evershed imagine #mr evershed x reader make it home

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lightningmcqueenstan · 11 months

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tagged my loves @arodynamics-xo and @ellearts <33

1. were you named after anyone: my first name, no but my middle name is both of my grandmothers middle names too

2. when was the last time you cried: um last night. i blame noah kahan writing songs that are so very specific to my own experiences. thanks noah 😐

3. do you have kids: thank fuck i do not. i don’t rlly like kids, i’m super awkward around them which is hilarious bc every job i have at the moment i'm working with kids directly😁 my therapist would be proud of me stepping out of my comfort zone ig

4. do you use sarcasm a lot: yea i do but i might be using it wrong bc a lot of times people don’t understand what i mean 😭😭

5. what sports do you play/have you played: i currently snowboard (well not currently bc it’s june), play field hockey for my school and i lift. i used to play ice hockey, rugby and netball and i used to swim competitively, dance and do gymnastics.

6. what’s the first thing you notice about other people: probably their clothes. some people at my school have insane style and some people dress like they’re eight yrs old and i love seeing what everyone wears. it’s just a lot of fun and you can tell a lot about a person from the way they dress.

7. scary movies or happy endings: both! (the gc are gonna flame me for happy endings bc based on my writing….) scary movies w a happy ending are the best combo fr. i’m always rewriting canon in my head so that everyone lives and they’re all happy forever (*cough* marauders *cough*)

8. any special talents: uh i can sing?? does that count? i’m also freakishly good at word scrambles and geoguesser

9. where were you born: melbourne, australia (miss it every day)

10. what are your hobbies: crochet, baking, writing (fanfic, poetry, original stories, you name it i’ve probably written it), reading (ignore that i haven’t read a book without needing to for about six months), LEGO (I FUCKING LOVE LEGO), wasting time on tiktok and netflix, and absorbing as much knowledge about motorsport as i can

11. do you have any pets: i have a dog and she’s my favourite person in the whole world. she’s very pretty but absolutely batshit and i would die for her

12. how tall are you: last time i checked i was around 5’7 ish

13. favorite subject: chem and physics (am i any good at them? yeah kinda actually) yes im insane thanks for asking

14. dream job: working for an f1 team (red bull <3 not picky tho lmao) either as mechanic or an engineer. as long as i get to work trackside at least once in my life i will die happy.

15. eye color: blue, but depending on the weather it changes shades ??? like in winter they’re much more grey but in summer my eyes are a brighter blue idk

umm idk who to tag so feel free ig

#thanks for the tag yall #games

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izzyfitzes · 1 year

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isabelle “izzy” fitz. twenty-six. nightmare baby.

the clinking of ring clad fingers. containing multitudes. “girls who lived with their grandmas are real.” falling in love with strangers. the gossipy hairdresser stereotype personified. owner of at least sixteen pairs of sunglasses. chain smoker. sex as self harm. laughs because if she doesn’t she’ll cry. never not running from something.

isabelle fitz’s parents were not ready for children. they could barely handle themselves, spending most days after their twins were born ashing cigarettes into empty baby bottles and assuming that things would be “just fine.”

izzy’s brother noah was a colicky baby. the twins were with their parents in the rundown house in chicago for two months before noah’s crying got to be too much and the two were promptly shipped off to their grandmother’s small farm home in glen ellen. she lived there alone, largely dismissed as a crazy old lady. she spent most of her time feeding her sheep and tending to her garden.

izzy and noah were incredibly different children. izzy could talk to a brick wall. she was excited by most things, bounced off the walls, and could generally have fun anywhere. noah was quiet, usually letting his sister talk for him, and would much prefer to sit in his room and read than go to any of the wild parties his sister would attend.

when izzy was seventeen, the farm house burned down. it was a whole to-do, and was determined to have been an intentional fire. most people assumed it was set by noah. he was an easy one to blame, and he never denied it.

[redacted]

when high school came to an end, izzy didn’t really know what to do. she wasn’t very good in any of her classes, would’ve much preferred to marry rich and settle down in a gorgeous mcmansion in some quiet suburb and raise three kids, who she’d lovingly name mason. all three of them.

so she went to cosmetology school. she found a real love for hair and style, and stuck with it, which she very rarely does with hobbies and tasks. she works at tres beux now.

personality wise, izzy is super outgoing, personable. loves to be loved, generally speaking, and will go to great lengths to feel liked, or even loved. sometimes she’s not sure who she really is any more, because she’s so focused on being who she thinks someone else wants her to be. sometimes she gives off an almost manic pixie dream girl vibe in a more chaotic way just to appeal to those around her. she’s volatile and impulsive, doing whatever feels good in the moment with little regard for the later consequences. a lot of this includes heavy substance abuse and a lot of sleeping with people just to feel loved.

she hasn’t seen her parents since she was twelve. they sometimes send her birthday cards, but they’re usually about a week late and hastily scribbled on. a quick “have a good yr” at most. her grandmother died two and a half years ago, celebrated by a small funeral and leaving to izzy her flower beds and about twenty dollars. she lives in a trailer now.

i am a mess for wanted connections im so sorry but i love to brainstorm. also i’m sorry this is nawt my best work but my brain is scrambled eggs trying to put izzy into words. iykyk.

here’s her pinterest. here’s her playlist. here’s her musing tag. here’s her wc inspo tag.

#bludsintro

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brunetteboyfriend · 1 year

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hello! deimos here~

can you believe the only thing i watched on your list was back to the future? i havent had the opportunity to watch the others, but i've heard of most of them (and want to watch them)

ahh, except for victorious. i've watched a few episodes, but i'm more of an icarly person (every once in a while i binge watch it) :)

honestly, i think my favourite part of the presentation was watching my friend's performance. we played an adaptation of the addams family musical. he played lurch and it was SO amazing! i liked our dance bit as well but it was quite stressful (we were all so nervous!) and our three minute song seemed to be like 30 seconds long when we were dancing so.......it was weird jfnwkfnekfnsj

i like pluto a lot as well (i know that technically it isnt a planet anymore but its too precious! justice for pluto!!!!). its a bit hard to research about it because in greek mythology there's pluto, who later became hades, and plutus, son of demeter with a mortal man. the planet's name is from hades as far as i know, and i must admit i LOVE hades. the man is just so precious. i dont know if im biased because of lore olympus (i read the webtoon a few years ago. never finished it, but liked it so much) or if i actually have canon reasons to love him, i just know i do.

have a lovely week <3

deimos

hello deimos! i hope you’re having an amazing week, wherever you may be!

ahh, back to the future is my all-time favorite film! what did you think of it? have you also seen sequels? if not, i highly recommend that you watch them! the second installment in the trilogy takes a weird route, but the third movie perfectly ties it all together i promise!

yesss, icarly and victorious are the perfect shows to watch for a nostalgic binge-watching session! i don’t blame you for preferring icarly because the show lasted a bit longer and, unlike victorious, it had a proper series finale that’s actually canon. although, i still personally prefer victorious because for some reason i like the friendship dynamic between the main characters better. (oh, and sikowitz. who doesn’t love his endearing eccentricities?)with that being said, what are your favorite episodes of icarly? who, in your opinion, is the best character?

omg that’s awesome!! that must’ve been such a blast to do an adaptation of the addams family musical! you guys must’ve had so much fun, especially when singing the famous theme song! and yes, stage fright is extremely terrifying—there is no doubt about that! the thought of performing in front of a bunch of people can immediately place you into a state of apprehensiveness. but once you go out there, all those nerves just dissipate and as you said, a 3 minute song feels like 30 seconds. time really goes by when you’re preoccupied.

honestly? pluto still is and forever will be a planet despite what anyone else has to say about it. are we just going to completely disregard what we learned in elementary school about all the planets? hell no. we should start a sociopolitical movement called ‘justice for pluto’ because it doesn’t deserve this slander. also, i just finished reading the 20th issue of the ‘lore olypmus’ webtoon you mentioned and you’re absolutely right about hades being precious! he’s so in love with persephone (who’s also incredibly adorable herself) hopefully, minthe won’t try to ruin anything between them because they’re so friggin cute. i wonder, if deimos is in this story too? that’d be a nice addition!

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HI AGAIN!!!!!

Sooo... this ask was me; again, HI 💖

Here are my asks for youuuuuuuu, no pressure though!

if your OCs could only use one kind of writing/notetaking method for the rest of their life, what would it be and why? (pen and paper, digital, etc.)

2. on special holidays/occasions, do your OCs call anyone in particular? why or why not?

3. would your OCs hold the door for anyone else? OR would they slam it in the person's face, especially if they hate that person?

4. if your OCs met you, what would be their first impression of you? and would they ever interact with you again in the future?

that's all i have for now, buh bye queen!!!! have a good whatever the hell you're doing rn!!!!! 💕💕💕

hellooo <333 omg hi first of all thank you so much for that ask you sent me, it genuinely made my entire night 💘 & ahhh these asks are so fun!! im gonna answer for lana (my oph mc) & audrey (my trr mc) because they’re my current hyperfixations atm!!

1. lana: okay so i think lana would very much go the digital route. as a doctor & someone who went to med school- efficiency is key & we all know that pen & paper take way longer. she’s an incredibly fast typer, & she likes the fact that she can have all her files & data stored in one space— plus shes not the most organized & is highly likely to loose her handwritten notes!

audrey: now audrey on the other hand is very much the opposite — she’s a pen & paper girlie through and through <33 she enjoys the artistry of making pretty notes, of using different colors & markers & trying out different fonts and styles. she went to business school & her notes were always top tier, and she was nice enough to share with her classmates in need. she’s also an art enthusiast & later goes on to get a second degree in art history (it’s what she wanted to do initially but didn’t feel as though it was ‘legitimate’ enough) so that could be where her fondness for handwritten notes stems from.

2. lana: she’s not big on holidays & vacations and is definitely not the type to go all out, atleast for herself. i think part of it stems from holidays always being a time for excessive opulence & extravagance, as her family was like quite wealthy & used these holidays as a means to host fancy galas & events rather than bond as a family. once she cuts ties with her family (there’s a long messy backstory to that that i won’t bore you with <3) she starts making her own traditions with her best friend dom & her best friend isabella. she always calls dom, he’s her family. bella unfortunately passed away (another long & messy story that i won’t get into rn <3) but her daughter alana is actually lana’s goddaughter (hence their names) & so she always calls alana & her dad up to wish them. she used to be close to isabella’s family until she passed away & then sort of became very stiff & formal with them because she blamed herself for bella’s death (bella took her own life). i think a few years down the line after she gets with ethan, she reconciles with them (they never once blamed her & always considered her a second daughter) because she deserves happiness too yk <3

audrey: audrey’s mom was never in the picture, it was always just her & her dad. audrey loves any holiday & will take it as an opportunity to dress up and go all out. unfortunately, her dad passed away when she was 17 (why do i give all my ocs such traumatic backstories like what’s that all about?), so she can’t exactly call him. her best friend talia is the one she always calls on any holiday, and she’s still big on celebrating all holidays although her birthday now is more of a bittersweet one, something she just likes to celebrate by herself & later on with drake. nothing fancy, just a bottle of whiskey & a night of reminiscence.

3. lana: i mean, she wouldn’t go out of the way to hold the door open for people. if someone happens to be behind her then i mean yeah, she would hold it open for them & wait for them to pass. but she’s definitely not one of those people who’s gonna be holding open the door for like 5-10 people, like do it yourself people she’s busy & got things to do. oh & she would 100% slam the door in someone’s face if she doesn’t like them, and i say good for her <3

audrey: once again, she’s my sweet baby angel. she’s sarcastic & witty and doesn’t let anyone get away with their bullshit— but she’s also a genuinely kind person. so yeah, she would definitely hold the door open for several people, even if she didn’t like them (unless she really really hated someone yk?)

4: lana: you know i have come to the sad conclusion that lana wouldn’t really like me all that much. which is incredibly sad because she is literally my first & favorite oc. she would find me super loud & overly nice (not because im overly nice i just love meeting new people and get really excited) & wouldn’t really want to interact with me in the future (PLEASE THIS IS SO SAD). if we met at a night out though, we would be besties <333 she’s way more fun & easygoing when she’s hammered oops (also when i say besties i mean for that one night only yk like those girls you meet at the club & you’re glued to the hip for that one night but then never speak to each other ever again after the fact? yeah.)

audrey: now audrey on the other hand, oh yeah we would be besties. we have all the same interests— gilmore girls, taylor swift, cheesy teen rom-coms, 2010 boybands etc. audrey is a very special oc for me because she represents the feeling of owning who you are & not being shamed for having quote unquote girly/basic interests. she used to be embarrassed about what she liked, especially because she dated an older man when she was like 18/19 who really messed with her sense of self & self esteem— but she’s actively worked on herself & gotten therapy and isn’t ashamed of what she likes (i mean she’s got a lot to work on with letting people in on who she really is behind the unflappable & confident facade but that’s a story for another day.) so! i think in the beginning she would find me fun to hang out with, just someone who’s easy-going & fun-loving. i think overtime she would also realize that our friendship could be more than just a ‘fun friendship’ but rather something deeper because i mean i like to think that im a good listener & a decent friend so yeah <333 we would be besties we would have movie nights, we would go to a bar & just talk for hours on end, we would give each other dating advice & just yeah ugh i love her sm!!

#this is SO long i apologize for rambling!! these questions are amazing thank you sm for sending me these you’re the best 💗💗💗#asks #q.#lana brooks #oc: audrey huntzberger

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