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moxiepoxart · 3 months

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I’ve been very hesitant in coming up with what the kids would look like as teens and Stan’s design came the easiest to me. Might add an essay of head-cannons when it’s daytime

#my art #fanart #south park #stan marsh #stan and those guys #sp stan #sp wendy #wendy testaburger #sp stendy #stendy #sp kyle #kyle broflovski #kyle brovlofski #teenager au

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unique-high · 9 months

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this is how you fall in love | Intro

Mingi x fem! tomboy blk reader.

no warning tags.

More about Mingi's ff.

The sun was shining brightly, but raindrops were falling from the sky. You're in Mingi's bed. He felt nice with his warm skin against yours. Your fingertips softly drag down his bare back. Mingi snored loudly and oddly you find it to be soothing.

There was no romantic involvement between you and Mingi. But with how your bodies are in close proximity, with his arm and leg draped over you; It was evident that there was a connection between you both, despite ignoring the truth.

Mingi’s presence in your life was like a warm summer’s day and he was like cold rain. The boy you hated now became the boy you wanted. And for Mingi, it was the same.

The hate could have been something else that you were too afraid to explore any deeper.

And for Mingi, it wasn’t even hate anymore. He wasn’t sure if it was hate, to begin with.

It was love.

And being a teenager in love wasn’t like how it’s depicted in some movies. It’s messy and confusing; when you’re torn between your heart and what you’re feeling.

Mingi vents to his best friends about how stupid love is. But you were the definition of that stupid love. When he was alone, all his thoughts were about you and every sappy love song, he heard was about you too.

You breathe in his scent. He smelt of sweat and the outdoors. Mingi had played soccer earlier in the day and didn’t have time to shower when you showed up at his house crying because you and your dad had gotten into an argument. Comforting you was more important than a shower for Mingi. Besides, he thought he would take one after you calmed down, but you two ended up in his bed.

💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

A/N: So I started off with an intro chapter because the first chapter I wrote was ass and I deleted it. Regrets thoooo. 🙂

I don't have a set schedule of when I'll update. But I'm hoping I can every Sunday. 🤔

BTW I do take requests if you all ever want to request anything anime or Kpop or just whatever with blk reader. (No smut, sorry)

#ambw #mingi x black reader #mingi x y/n #mingi x reader #black authors #kpop fanfic #kpop x black reader #fanfic #kpop x ambw #mingi x you #kpop x fem black reader #kpop x poc reader #ateez x black girl reader #ateez x poc #ateez fanfic #high school au #teenager au

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forestshadow-wolf · 9 months

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No children by The Mountain Goats

I'm hopping on the soapghost met as teenagers bandwagon. How they meet? Idk. This is them running from the cops holding hands, grinning to high hell, and giggling their asses off.

Or train hopping? Is that a thing in england/scotland? Probably is. They catch an outgoing train together, bathe in the adrenaline together, letting fun be fun. They ride for a bit, a few miles, or hours, or even to the end of the line if they think they can get the next one back. They take naps on one another as they watch the land pass. Just enjoying eachother's presence and crazy.

#el rambles #john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #ghostsoap #soapghost #call of duty #cod mw2 #cod #teenager AU #train hopping

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t0rturedangel · 1 year

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╰ → 𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐃 ━ ♡

╰ PART ONE

A/N :: THIS IS SO HARD TO MAKE ON A PHONE WTF?! also I hope you guys enjoy, sorry it's short I'm kinda tired but wanted this to be out by today

WARNINGS - swearing

YOU fiddled with the sleeves of your zip up hoodie, clearly nervous, well who wouldn't be? Moving to new towns was nerve racking, there's new people, new possible friends, enemies, lovers. That's way too much to handle, especially since now you'll be in a new fucking school too.

But alas you couldn't do shit, since your parents were employed there, the job apparently paid well and we'll they couldn't help themselves but move to the little town. To try and calm you down, your mother suggested you posting a little picture for your socials, specifically twitter and as much as you wanted to tell her that you'd rather die you couldn't turn down the sweet smile and words she provided you with.

Sighing you quickly snapped a photo of the world outside the car and posted it, while it didn't do jack shit for you your mother seemed happy, " There there hunny, we're almost there " " Mum you said that like 4 hours ago " " I know sweetie but I'm sure we'll be there soon " deciding not to talk about it more you stared outside the window, wondering how your new life will go.

You really hoped you won't get bullied. Or worse. Hit on.

Before you could think more on the matter though, a ping was heard and you opened up your phone to see a message from one of your online friends: BUTTERS, you met the boy by watching some of his Hello Kitty videos on his Twitch. The two of you began texting each other and soon enough became close friends, you promising that you'll try your best to protect your dear friend.

You loved talking to butters, he was just so sweet and innocent, you wondered how you got that scar but whenever you asked he made comments of his discomfort to which you dropped the topic completely but now since you'll be meeting him soon you'll possibly be able to find out why but now it's time to go to sleep.

Closing your eyes, you leaned back, letting your head hit the tough car seat, your eyes suddenly growing heavy close themselves and you were out like a light within seconds.

South park here you come.

#south park #x reader #south park x reader serise #south park x reader #south park butters #butters leopold stotch x reader #butters leopold stotch #smau #south park smau #teenager au #teenager au south park #fake twitter #twitter #south park twitter #this is so shit #im so tired #im gonna go sleep after this #Waiting in the cold series

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ramencat12 · 9 months

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These two are so silly :)

I made a teenager Kyle in my style I might make his reference soon

#south park #south park fanart #sp fanart #sp kyle #sp rebecca #rebecca cotswolds #kyle broflovski #kybecca #teenager au

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klutzymaiden123 · 4 days

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Not an ask, but in waiting for the new chapter, I started reading some of the older chapters again, jumping around here and there reading my favorite parts, and I just want to say, I really love hearing how helga appears in other peoples perspectives and hope we get to see that more in the future. It’s enjoyable to see that she isn’t thought of as horribly as she thinks of herself. Can’t wait for the new chapter. Hope you are doing well

Helga is an amazing but exhausting character to write because she misinterprets so much. She thinks of herself as logical and reasonable but moving to someone else's perspective will illustrate that that is not as true as she would like to believe. Helga is still intelligent but she has self esteem issues which she gets caught up in then projects onto others. But equally, it is her constant misinterpretation and self-cycnism that is deeply relatable. It can be so relieving to get out of her head and into someone else's because it reminds me as much as the audience that our own interpretations are not necessarily the truth. The story is about Helga learning to forgive herself. That's the true love story in my opinion: her relationship to herself. She is motivated when it comes to others but loses that drive without them. She has a lot of love for others but she needs to save some of that for herself. That's what keeps me coming back to this story no matter how much time passes, because its an addictive arc that I never tire seeing. I tried to squeeze in alternative perspectives when I can when it feels natural. The next few chapters won't have any perspective flips that I'm aware of, but they will be coming back, as I enjoy them as well! Thanks for the comment! Sorry it took so long for me to respond!

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envihellbender · 2 months

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Fic based on 11 from your Spotify Wrapped and any fitting TMA character/scenario

Oh no mine’s embarrassing. Teenagers by My Chemical Romance (I was feeling nostalgic. A lot.)

Characters: Gerard Keay and Mike Crew

Content: teenage AU

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Gerard stepped outside of Mercury Caves, his preferred metal bar of choice, and picked up his cheap, disposable lighter he’d picked up from Tescos alongside his pack of 20 Lucky Strikes. He hated the taste but they fulfilled the habit he’d picked up at 16. He preferred being inside, the loud, heavy music dulling his thoughts as the guitar solos set off something pleasing in his brain. However, he knew if he didn’t have a cigarette break every hour it’d get far too overwhelming. He was almost enjoying the buzz of city sounds and cold air as he began daydreaming, letting his mind wander as he stared at his scruffy old Vans trainers. The sudden noise and awareness that someone was standing far too close to him shocked him like he’d shoved his fingers in a plug socket.

“So why’re you so special?” A well-spoken voice mumbled from beside Gerard, the accent caused his hackles to raise more than the surprise. He had grown to associate posher vernacular with certain powers in London. The tattoo just below his navel burned into his skin as he began to feel sick, confirming his suspicions. When he looked up he did a double take at who greeted him. Despite how sure of himself the young man sounded and the arrogant luck in his mismatched eyes of two different blues he wasn’t that intimidating. He was short, coming up to Gerard’s chest, and skeletal as if a gust of wind would cause him to topple over. He had lichenburg scars marring one half of his face and both of his arms. Gerard could only assume they also covered his chest beneath his striped t-shirt.

“Who said I was special, kid?” Gerard retorted. “Why are you out here? Isn’t it a school night?” He knew the comment was childish but the surprise had taken away the best that his snark could come up with.

“I’m 17 not 12,” the young man snapped. “What do you care how old I am?”

“Makes you underage mate,” Gerard pointed out. He took another drag of his cigarette. He stared at Mike as if daring him to ask for one. “And although this place ain’t that strict about it doesn’t mean I won’t tell ‘em to card you.”

“Why would they believe you?”

“What you mean the regular or the new kid who couldn’t ride the tall person rides at Alton Towers?” Gerard snorted. The young man let out a growl and went to kick Gerard’s shins, he caught it just in time and stumbled a little to the left.

“I don’t intend to go inside,” the lad mumbled, looking up and down the street. They were silent for a moment whilst Gerard sighed and began to feel sorry for the kid who’d been dragged into all of this.

“So. Take it your Fairchild’s new pet?” He eventually forced out, trying to be as respectful as his defences would allow.

“I’m not his pet,” the young man scowled.

“But you can now make people get vertigo so bad they shit out their kidneys and he makes you call him Papa or some shit?”

“Doesn’t make me do anything,” he mumbled. “You’re rude. I don’t care for it.”

“Whatever, I don’t care for Fairchild’s special little guy hounding me. So I guess we’re even.”

“Why don’t my powers work on you?”

“Ask Papa Fairchild.” The opening bass to Blood and Thunder by Mastadon hummed through the door and Gerard put out half his cigarette on the wall. “I’m going in. Fucking love this song.” He got to the door and turned his head. “If you come in though I will rat you out, alright dickhead?”

“You know, just because I can’t get at you now, doesn’t mean I won’t. Remember the name Mike Crew, because next time I come for you, you won’t be hiding behind mummy’s little shield,” Mike spat before leaving. The jibe certainly sounded better in his head, but it was enough to ensure Gerard’s shoulders stayed tense for quite some time.

#envi writes #the Magnus archives #Gerard Keay #Mike crew #teenager au

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alias-anythinguplease · 1 year

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adam & vincent teenager au, what do we think .....

#polizeiruf 110 #polizeiruf świecko #adam raczek #vincent ross #teenager au #die beiden sind vor ca einer stunde in meinem kopf aufgetaucht und jetzt krieg ich sie da nicht mehr raus #my art

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roosterbox · 7 months

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October Almost-Drabbles 10/6: Bonfire

Pairing: Arthur/Eames (with a dash of Yusuf/Ariadne)

Word Count: 708

Additional tags: Teenage AU, only slightly fluffy, awkward crushes, not actually unrequited love

I swear, these ficlets just keep getting longer. If this trend continues, I’m gonna have to start putting them under a cut, lol.

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Sitting around the fire, watching Eames gesticulate throughout his story, Arthur wondered for the dozenth time what kissing him would be like. He was only slightly ashamed to say that he was more captivated by Eames’ lips than he was by his words. So much so that he only realized the tale was finished by the applause of the others around him. He dutifully joined in, hoping they wouldn’t ask him any plot-related questions about it. At this point, only Ariadne knew about his little (aka massive) crush, and he wasn’t exactly keen to tell everyone else. Least of all Eames himself.

“What did you think, Arthur?” Eames asked.

Damn.

“It was… interesting.” Arthur answered lamely. He hoped that would suffice. From Eames’ raised eyebrow, he knew that hope was dashed.

“‘Interesting?’ Such a ringing endorsement. What was your favorite part, then?”

Arthur could feel several pairs of eyes on him. His face felt hot, but at least the light of the fire helped disguise his flushed cheeks. “The, um-“ Think, Arthur, think! And don’t lie; you’re terrible at it! “-the way you tell it.” Eames opened his mouth to reply, but Arthur continued. “The way you tell stories is… really cool. The way you talk, and move your hands. Sometimes I feel like I could listen to you read the phone book and still be entertained.”

The other boy seemed slightly flustered by this. “Ah, well…” he shrugged and scratched at his shorn hair. “I’ve always had a flair for the dramatic, you know.”

“Trust me Eames, we definitely know.” Dom wrapped an arm around his shoulders. “Now come on. I need a hand to help me grab the other cooler out of my truck.”

As he watched them walk back to the cars, Arthur felt a puff of breath against his ear.

“You weren’t actually listening, were you?” Ariadne whispered. He shook his head, eyes still on Eames. “Are you gonna say something to him?” Another head shake. Eames looked back at them. He smiled and waved; Arthur waved back.

Ari let out a groan of frustration. “Pathetic. I’m gonna be a grandma before any real action happens.”

“At least your dress sense won’t change.”

She smacked him. “Asshole,” said with a smile before she headed back over to sit with Yusuf. Her boyfriend kissed her cheek and then handed her a burger. Arthur moved to sit on the other side of the fire, across from them. His own burger was still a bit warm, to his surprise. He took a couple bites, but found that he wasn’t all that hungry.

Someone plopped down on the bench next to him.

“Alright if I sit here?” Eames asked. Arthur coughed, and swallowed his mouthful of food. Probably should have chewed it a bit more, but he got it down.

“Sure,” he smiled, and hoped it wasn’t too awkward-looking. Eames smiled back, so… mission accomplished?

Their attention was quickly drawn back to the fire. To Mal, standing before it, gearing up to tell her own spooky tale. Like Eames, she too had a certain flair for the dramatic, and Arthur couldn’t help but be entranced.

A few minutes into the story, Arthur felt a weight on his knee. Eames’ hand. Just sitting there, not grabbing. A gentle touch. Perhaps hesitant. Mentally, Arthur was panicking a bit. What should I do? What does this mean? Should I do anything? Does he actually like me?

Eames was still watching Mal, quite oblivious to Arthur’s inner back-and-forth. He kept his hand right where it was, as if this was just a Thing they did all the time. But soon, all too soon, Arthur felt the weight ease up. The hand was rising. Does he think I’m uncomfortable? Wait, of course he does - I haven’t reacted at all!

Despite his nerves, despite his slightly shaking hands, Arthur covered Eames’ hand with his own, bringing both back down to his knee. He gave it a squeeze. Neither said anything, but Arthur saw Eames turn towards him in his peripheral vision. The other boy’s brilliant smile calmed something in Arthur’s wildly beating heart, and they settled in, legs pressed close together, listening to Mal weave a ghost story neither would remember after tonight.

#October drabbles #dreamhusbands #arthur x eames #teenager AU #Arthur is nervous and in love #eames is also nervous and in love #but this is only Arthur’s POV #so shhhhh #lol

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wlw-stanbot · 5 months

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I'm up to four chapters on this new korrasami fic - an excerpt:

As soon as the dining room door closed behind them, Asami dropped her grasp on Korra and they sprinted across the foyer toward the quarters hall. The sound of Asami’s heels echoed loudly in the expansive space and a head peeked out of one of the other side doors to inspect the noise. Korra saw Asami quickly raise a finger to her mouth to address the servant who had noticed them. The man nodded in agreement then ducked back behind the door.

“That’s Jian, he’s cool.” Asami said, panting as they resumed course down the hallway more slowly. “Your mom is cool, too!”

“Yeah, she can be my partner in crime sometimes.”

“Hmm, and what kind of crime would an Avatar get up to?” Asami asked as they arrived at the door to Korra’s guest room, still breathing heavily.

“Just the crime of being the coolest person in the world.” Korra reached for the doorknob but it didn’t turn.

Asami rolled her eyes, “Did the coolest person in the world forget their key?”

#korra #asami sato #korrasami #wlw #teenager au #fanfic #text

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awrestlinggirlwholoves80sbands · 1 year

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What Is Lost, What Is Found moodboard( Found family au with the Crue where Vince, Tommy and Nikki are struggling teens)

A gift for @arnold-layne because I love their story and them <3

You can find their fanfic on AO3 or on @vincess-princess here on Tumblr

#nikki sixx #Tommy Lee #Vince Neil #Mick Mars #teenager au #moodboard #found family!AU #other people's work #80srock #80s rock band

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valkoinenlintu · 7 months

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does anybody want to brainstorm about a felix/till teenager au?

#tatort berlin #ritter/stark #felix/till #fell #felix stark #till ritter #fanfic #teenager au #i started writing it like a year ago but i stopped cause i was unsure #now i'm thinking about writing it again

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abluescarfonwaston · 2 years

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Thinking about how Barnaby would just regularly go out and show pictures of the ouroboros sign and ask if anyone had heard of it to. Literally anyone on the street as both a child and adult.

So now i’m picturing Barnaby asking the wrong person - a low ranked member who decides cleaning up this little info leak is a perfect way to show the higher ups he’s worth something- and getting attacked. Landing himself in the lap of Super hero protection courtesy of Maverick. (who is quietly trying to have the man after his favorite pawn put down) Safe to say Barnaby - who for the first time ever has a lead - is NOT happy about his new bubble wrapped child protection life. He Wants to play bait so he can draw his parents killer out into the open.

A conflict that eventually results in him explosively informing them that “I don’t need your protection!” And almost blowing a hole in the building with hundred power. Blinking his eyes open when at the lack of audible damage to see Bison took the brunt of the blow. Tiger setting down one of the other hero’s out of the blast zone while they say ‘you didn’t need to do that.’

Bison laughing and declaring that “He’s got the same power as you Tiger! You know what that means!” ‘huh?’ “You’re on bratwatch tonight! Have fun!”

“Hey wait! Don’t leave me here with him! You traitors!”

Barnaby’s sulking while Tiger calls someone- “What telling your Mom you’ll be late to dinner?” If he can annoy this stupid old man child enough he’ll probably just let him go and he can finally track down his parents killer.

Tiger glares at him through the mask. “My Wife actually.” Mouth ticks up into a snarled grin. “You know what? You’re right. I shouldn’t miss dinner just because of some brat.” He wants to cheer victory. “You’re coming home with me.”

which is how Barnaby Brooks Jr. ends up playing dolls with a 4 year old, “Why do you call Daddy Tiger?” “O-Oh its a work name sweetie! Don’t worry about it!” “Okay.” gets trapped watching a wok full of fried rice ‘don’t let it burn kid! I’ll be back in a second!’ and struggling through a conversation with Tiger’s wife who keeps trying to help him think of Hero names. [I’m not going to have one. I want them to see me and be frightened. Know whats coming for them. When i rip the Ouroburos from the earth and bleed them dry they will know Exactly why they had it coming]

Watching Tiger hug with the entirety of his body and cradle his two favorite girls in the whole world. Hearing them read their little girl to sleep each night like his parents didn’t get to and trying not to watch as Kotetsu picked his wife up off the couch and carried her to bed. Listened to him massage her legs and feet, in constant pain from the treatments to the point she could hardly stand.

Hearing Kotetsu limp exhaustedly down the steps and crack open a beer because there’s no way he’s getting to sleep without it- I’ll burn it off with hundred power if something happens.kid. Don’t worry. (Even though Tomoe Said that was bad to do. Told him not to pick up her husbands bad habits.)

“She’s sick, isn’t she?” He asked the figure in the dark.

“She’s going to be fine.” Was the exhausted reply. Hope - unfamiliar- bloomed in his chest for people he barely knew. Didn’t know he had Room left to care about people around the anger in his chest.

“Her prognosis is good?”

The sound of shattering glass and liquid spilling onto the floor joins Tiger’s growl. “I said she’s going to be Fine.”

Which leads to Barnaby demanding they switch guards the next morning. Everyone assumes with a sigh its because of the fighting. “What the hell brat?! I let you into my home and now you’ve decided to cut me out?!”

“You have a family! You should be with them- not here playing hero! I wish I still had a family to go home to you ungrateful Ass!”

“... Alright. Change of plans.”

Cuts to Barnaby running down the streets alone. Doing everything he can to draw his attacker in. Attacking them with such ferocity when they appear they lose almost immediately. Overwhelmed by the sheer force. Barnaby is so lost in the moment he’ll take his answers in blood if need be. (oh let it be needed)

Before Tiger is there, pulling him back. The other hero’s restraining the criminal. And he’s begging and yelling and screaming. “No let me- give me five minutes with him Please I NEED to know who killed my parents!”

“I know Bunny. I know.”

“If you know then let me go!”

“I can’t. You were killing him.”

Hundred power strains against hundred power. “So what?! He’s a killer! Bastard’s getting a life sentence anyway!”

“He’s a Person Bunny. And A hero’s job is to save people. That means him and you. I’m not going to stand by and let you beat your life away for the sake of revenge.”

#tiger and bunny #barnaby brooks jr #kotetsu t. kaburagi #long post #teenager au #well that should work for an outline if i ever get around to this #at least i know how this one ends #tiger after bunny says he wants a different guard and why: ... Fine #Gathering the team like: He's 100% going to run and then we have to catch the guy before Bunny kills him got it #Team: Shit is that where we're at #yeah at this point i think he's just gonna wait til i fall asleep and none of you could keep up with him at hundred power so #sorry not sorry #if you don't like walls of text i genuinely don't know why you followed me

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ramencat12 · 9 months

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My teenager Rebecca design