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#she doesn't dress like a bullied girl and it always bothered be. so this nightmare just seems like a continuation of that bad decision
lovelybrooke · 2 months
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Platonic yandere good omens with a darling who loves to read and is teased for it by others, maybe she’s a customer at the bookshop
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I've changed this a little bit so I hope you still like it. Based on these headcanons. You don't have to read the to understand this though. Also I think that I overestimated how big the bookshop is, but just use your imagination, it'll be okay.
tw: Bullying (nothing too serious but just making sure)
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Working at Mr. Fell's bookshop was great. 
Granted, the store was very slow, no one barely ever showed up, and when they did you were strictly prohibited from selling books. So, you spent most of your time cleaning up and organizing books, which meant that most days were pretty relaxing. 
Except for today. 
"Hey kid, you're late." You barely spare a glance at Crowley, who's leaning lazily on one of the many comfy chairs in the shop. Huffing, you rush over to Mr. Fell's desk, placing your bag down next to it. 
"You're not my boss, Mr. Crowley." You remind him with a blank tone. It doesn't seem to bother him, not like you can tell, with his glasses basically glued to his face and everything. Even so, you can feel his eyes on you, following you as you walk through the store. "Where is he anyway?" You ask, not seeing your boss anywhere. Crowley shifts in his seat just a bit, perhaps looking around for said man, but you couldn't tell as you hurry to put your school supplies away, Mr. Fell nice enough to let you put your bag near his personal desk so that others wouldn't mess with it. 
"I'm not sure--not here either way." Crowley responds when enter back into the front of the shop. You sigh, it's weird for one of them not to know where the other was, but it's fine, everything will be okay. 
Working the shop while Mr. Fell wasn't around always made you nervous. He wasn't very strict about most things, but when it came to his books he was always very straight forward on not finalizing any purchases without his permission. It's hard to explain that to potential customers, and with school being--a lot lately, it's been difficult to pay attention and stay on track. 
The chime of the bell above the door broke you out of your worries. You were really hoping Mr. Crowley had left, but instead he was still reclining on his chair, eyes focused on one of the many books in this establishment. Instead, it was a group of three students, giggling as they walked into the store. This was your worst nightmare, the giggling, the whispers, the clear teasing that they thought was the funniest thing in the world. 
You scurry behind a bookshelf, hoping that they didn't see you, or hear you for that matter. You tried your best to be invisible, busing yourself with task after task as you try to avoid the group of bullies. "Oh my god, (Y/n)? I didn't know you worked here." But eventually, you were found out. The main girl, dressed with a coy smile, stares you down, she definitely knew you worked here. 
"Yeah..." You mumble out, looking at her nervously. She snickers towards the two others behind her, before looking back at you. 
"Why haven't you told us?" She laughs, calling you a teasing nickname in the process. "We could've gotten so many free books from here--y'know like a friend discount." 
"I didn't know we were friends." You answered, backing away when her look turned cold. "And either way, I can't authorize purchases when my boss isn't here." 
She crosses her arms, any look of false kindness gone. "Well come on--if he's not here then what's the harm of a few books going missing." She says it's no big deal. You laugh in disbelief at her arrogance.
"I'm not going to give you free books just because we happen to know each other." You stand your ground, moving to put the book back on the shelf. Right when you were about to, however, she reaches over, grabbing the book right out of your hand, yanking it away from you. 
"Why are you being so annoying?!" She scoffs. "It's just a stupid book, ugh--this is why nobody likes you--you take everything so seriously!" Her and her friend laugh at your dumb founded face, giggling as you rub your arm lightly. 
Your brow furrows in frustration as you try to move to grab the book, groaning as she passes it to one of the others behind her. "Look--give it back--If you want it so bad just wait 'till my boss is back!" You whisper yell. You didn't want Mr. Crowley to hear you, hoping you were far enough into the back of the store to be out of earshot. 
The book finally lands back into the main girl's hands, tightly gripping it so there was no possibility that you could get it from her. "If you want it so bad--" She mocks your previous voice of distress "--then take it!" She pushes the book into your chest roughly, causing you to gasp and fall down. The three laugh loudly as tears burn in your eyes, but at least you got the book back, that's all that matters. You waited to get up until you were sure they were away from you, sighing as you wiped your face and placed the book back on the shelf. 
You were embarrassed, you didn't want to go back to the front and face Mr. Crowley, not having the capability to deal with his teasing right now. Leaning back on the bookshelf, you sigh once again, closing your eyes as you attempt to steady your breathing. It was quiet, but you could hear shuffling from the other side of the store. They must still be here, and at this point, you wanted them to leave, before Mr. Fell got back.
"--and don't come back!" You heard the voice of Mr. Crowley, accompanied by the slamming of a door. Eyes wide, you didn't know what to say when he turned back to look at you, huffing and puffing clearly annoyed. 
He motions towards the sitting area, wanting for you to sit down. "Ugh--the audacity of some--some--teenagers!" He dramatically sits back down onto his seat across from you. "No offense by the way." He adds on. 
"None taken..." You respond, slightly confused. "...what did you do?" 
"Told 'em off is what I did!" He groans, snarling slightly "can't just come in here and start demanding things!" He mumbled out a bit more, a "rude" and "annoying" quietly leaving his lips. 
"Please don't tell Mr. Fell about this." You interrupt his grumbling, causing him to raise a brow. You didn't to lose your job, Mr. Fell was great, but you didn't know what would happen if he learned about today. You looked down at your hands, nervous, "I--" 
"Don't tell Mr. Fell what?" You jumped at the sound of a new voice, looking up to see the infamous face of your boss, and your heart dropped. "Does this have anything to do with the students that just rushed out of here?" 
"No!" You shoot up, awkward. "--I'm going to get back to get back to work." You rush away from the two men, back towards the back of the store. 
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"(Y/n)" It was Mr. Fell, his voice soft as always. "Crowley told me what happened. I'm so sorry I wasn’t here." 
You shake your head, trying to push your emotions down. "It's fine. It's not that big of a deal anyway." You say, rambling. "I'm sorry if any of the books were damaged, I'll pay for it if it was, but I'm pretty sure it was--" 
"(Y/N)" He interrupts. "It's fine, please don't worry." He smiles, making you a little less nervous. 
"I'll try." A small smile decorates your face. "So...I'm not going to lose my job."
He gasps. "Oh--of course not, sweetheart." He reassures you, lifting a weight from your shoulders. You felt like you could finally breathe again. 
"Thank you." 
He pats you on the back, "There's no need for that--but if that ever happens again please don't hide it from me." 
You nod, getting through the rest of your work day without any problem. 
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It was a slow day at school. You honestly forgot most of what happened back at work, but that was probably because you tried your best to forget it. 
"(Y/n)--" You look up from the paper on your desk, coming face to face with said girl you tried so hard to forget. But this time, there was no coy smile, no posey behind her, no giggling. Instead, she was shaking, not being able to lock eyes with you. It was a stark contrast to the girl you saw yesterday. 
"Um--I'm sorry..." She mumbled, barely loud enough to hear "...for what happened, yesterday." She stuttered, clearly afraid of something, but you didn't have enough time to respond as she rushed away. 
That was strange, but you chose not to focus on it, shrugging your shoulders. 
At least she won't be bothering you again.
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A/N: I had to get this out of my drafts, sorry if this sucks.
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charmixpower · 2 years
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You both misunderstand me
I call Bloom's outfit horrible because it's ugly
I call Musa's outfit horrible because it's completely out of character
These are two very different sins, and one matters way more to me
Bloom's outfit hurts my eyes, but it at least looks like a progression from her season 3 look. A bad and ugly progression, but I can tolerate this
Musa's s4 outfit ripped what was left of Musa's gender nonconformity and tomboy style out of her hands and then kicked her real personality into a ditch as she was replaced with Bloom lite after raiding Stella's middle school closet
If Musa dresses like in s1-3 It would have been revealed 2 seconds afterward that she was forced into the outfit, but these are her normal clothes in s4
I'm not even saying the outfit isn't cute, on any other character that would literally be my favorite outfit it looks so cute to me, it's just not something that s1-3 Musa would ever wear
Musa's fashion was always super casual compare to her friends! Her outfit for the formal dance in season 1 was a modified kimono with pants!! Might I even mention that her pant legs were so long that they could have hidden sneakers under them? Because she was definitely wearing sneakers under that outfit. Her back-to-school outfit has jeans when everyone else was dressed up. When she went to the dance with Aisha, she where's an outfit that requires tights or leggings under it. Her concert outfit was a jersey, cargo vest, baggy jeans, and a beanie!!!
For fun, let's take a look at all the times she doesn't wear anything on her legs in s1-3. S1, dance casual, her skirt looks like it was made to exercise and run in. Flirting with Riven. S2, cute red Cheongsam with fucking knee-high boots. It was the first big party since they started dating, she wore that outfit to get Riven's attention. S3, Eraklyon Formals. She is in high society for the first time in her life, I don't think she could get away with pants here. The only reason other outfit without pants is something that Stella got her designers to make with no input from the girls themselves, so why even mention it.
THEN YOU GET TO S4 AND SUDDENLY MUSA IS WEARING: A MAGENTA POKA DOT BLOUSE, A PLEATED SKIRT WITH NO LEGGINGS OR TIGHTS UNDER IT, AND FUCKING POKA DOT PINK HEELS?!
Is this a joke?? Is someone laughing at me??? Am I going insane over a cartoon for children?? Yes to all of the above.
FIVE of Musa's s4 outfits are heels, four of which are pump heels. Do you know how many times Musa wears straight-up heels in s1-3? Twice. Neither we're pumps, and both she wore for partying.
If demonia boot's we're popular when Winx was coming out in s1-3 Musa would of worn them. S4 Musa would literally never wear platforms. She dresses like a completely different character!!
Musa's original style was somewhere between e-girl and grunge, at most Musa's s4 style can be described as alt prep. And it's more prep than alt most of the time!!!! Musa was the alternative girl of the Winx!! And they made her dress like everyone but her!! Electric chair!!!
Musa's season 4 outfit is an abomination on God and I want a handwritten formal apology from whoever decided to steal what was left of my girl's personality and turn her into THIS.
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