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urmomsmainbitch · 3 months
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heyyyy i was wondering if you could write for a kinda like skater reader who's ftm? kinda someone who's a bit of a hippie and a skater w he/him prns yk (also post top surgery but prebottom surgery) it's all good if you don't know how but i loveeee your writing <3
hey yes i would love to! i’m not sure if im slow and i missed something but who did u want the character to be again? if u lmk if be glad to write it when i have a chance !!
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urmomsmainbitch · 3 months
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rodrick dating a swiftie!reader
requested: yes / no
warnings: i dont think any?? mental health tw in a/n
pronouns: nothing specific
a/n: hey guys so i'm not dead! in all honestly i locked myself out of this account, so i couldn't finish writing all of the requests from the last time i checkded in account. my home life has been kind of a shit show the past few months, but now that i found the password, i feel like writing might pull me out of the hole i've been in recently. if i dissappear again don't worry -- i def j locked myself out again :) also, i'm not a huge taylor fan, so i tried my best!
okay so basically
rodrick was not a swiftie at ALL before meeting you
like, he heard it on the radio and at school, but he never like went seeking out taylor swift
but the very SECOND he met you, he immideatly started looking up what songs she was famous for
id like to think that rodrick's love langauge is music (don't think i'm using that term right but whatevs)
and that he immideatly told you that he was trying taylor swift
and he listened to basically EVERYTHING.
the next time he saw you
all he did was talk about taylor swift with tou
something was just so adborable about seeing your face light up when he mentioned that he listened to her "because he wanted to think about you, and taylor swift makes him think of you"
tim mcgraw asf!
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urmomsmainbitch · 10 months
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hc’s for rodrick dating a swiftie? i rlly wanna know how this man feels abt miss taylor swift😭
ok so yes i love taylor swift!!!!!!! i'll update here when i post it :)
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urmomsmainbitch · 2 years
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rodrick dating a rebel
requested: yes / no
warnings: it's basically rodrick in a nutshell, making out, disapproval from parents, rebelling, rule breaking
a/n: oh to be in a relationship with rodrick heffley
lol susan def hates you
she’s a suburban mom so she’d be very passive aggressive about it, but she would be horrified when she walked in on you two fucking and making out
constantly
you were most definitely not allowed to be in the same room together for prolonged periods of time
arm around your shoulder at all times
countless dark hickies on your neck
van rides, ripped jeans with fishnets and old sneakers
matching smudged eyeliner
you can def play some sort of rock instrument and he you that much more because of it
“babe you’re amazing”
“i know”
smoking for the aesthetic
late night drives with fast food
early morning walks in the woods for the aesthetic
makeouts in the van
sharing makeup
you 100% take his shirts all of the time
definitely some nudes on the party camera during rodrick rules
greg thinks you’re the coolest person ever
a shithead, but the coolest person ever
definitely loves talking to you
definitely has a crush on you for a prolonged amount of time before you two started dating
and during that time
you’re everything that he wished rodrick was, because even though he’s the same person as you are, you’re somehow so much nicer to him
definitely fell asleep on top of both of the heffley boys at some point
greg just turns red and rodrick glares at him before scooping you up and putting you on his lap and kissing up your neck and basically eating you in front of his whole family
just to gross them out and make them uncomfortable
he’d kiss you goodnight and snuggle you anytime
anyways, you and rodrick would be an adorable goth couple and it’d be absolutely amazing
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urmomsmainbitch · 2 years
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tutoring richie tozier
requested: yes / no
warnings: mentions of school, mentions of sex (i mean it's richie), richie being a little shit, some mentions of violence
a/n: richie tozier is the love of my life, sorry.
richie is not a moron
this is literally canon
he is said to be incredibly intelligent
and damn near a math genius
but
english was really kicking his butt
richie is the kind of person who likes to problem solve when it comes to things like this, which is why math and science feel so natural to him, with all of the rules and theorems and different formulas
english never clicked with him
and now he’s regretting his choices of not paying attention in class
so, maggie tozier, the best mom in the world, decided
‘hey, my son isn’t doing so hot. i’m going to pay a teenage girl his age, who goes to his school, to tutor him!’
so when a middle aged woman wearing a nineteen twenties-esque headscarf and small cat-eyed glasses, pulls up next to you and hints about asking you to ask her son if you he needs help
for a very large sum of money
and she’s just gently suggesting that you take up her offer
you obviously say yes.
the first study date was the worst
by far
richie was so awkward
his hands were always so clammy
he dropped his pencil at least ten thousand times
he would not shut up
‘oh, yeah, so shakespeare must have been getting some serious ass if he was writing about it all of the time.’
‘richie, this is romeo and juliet.’
‘i mean, he clearly speaks from experience.’
‘richieee’
he then dropped his book on your foot
hit you in the fact with his elbow
stabbed you with a pencil
ALL BY ACCIDENT AND HE FELT AWFUL
all of his friends tease him about this
especially after you agreed for a second session and to study with him again
and especially after you said yes when he asked you out for real three sessions in
richie tozier is an elite study buddy 110%
and an even better boyfriend aw <3
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urmomsmainbitch · 2 years
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meeting theo in vegas
requested: yes / no
warnings: drinking, alcohol, possibly drugs if you squint, school bus (yikes)
word count: 0.4k
a/n: she seems a little too much like boris for my liking but idk i’ll see how i feel if i write for him again. when i write on my computer i force myself to use capital letters, but i use lowercase when i write on my phone so that’s why this looks a little different!
If there was anything Theo hated even more than going to school in Vegas, there was the bus ride to and from the school in Vegas that he hated even more. The kids were loud, always smelled, and could never keep anything to themselves. Never having taken the bus to or from school, he wasn’t necessarily equipped with the proper social skills (or ranking in this new school) to feel safe and comfortable.
This is why Theo picked a seat that had nobody sitting in it, and put his bag on the ground.
He ran his hands through his hair, sighed, and took a glance out the window. That didn’t help his nerves— seeing absolutely nothing in the distance does something to a person, he supposed.
When Theo picked a seat that had nobody sitting in it, he didn’t expect somebody to move his bag to sit next to him. But that’s exactly what you did: a quick “can I sit here?” (it wasn’t much of a question at all) before dumping his bag on the floor next to yours and plopping down next to him. He decided not to say anything.
“Say, has anybody told you that you look a little bit like Harry Potter—” Theo whipped his head around. In what world did he look anything like Harry Fucking Potter?— “y’know, because you have the nerd glasses?” Theo sighed, scowled, and looked away.
“You seem like a real joy,” he remarked sarcastically. “Do you just sit wherever you want to?”
“Yeah, pretty much. Nobody cares,” you smiled warmly, pulling a thermos out of your bag, and handing one to him. “Want one?”
Theo eyed it sharply, but took it from your hands. Maybe it was the way that your smile seemed almost too cocky for someone living in the fucking pits of Vegas, or maybe it was the way your leg shook with energy that threw him off — but he didn’t dare think about it another second.His fingers brushed yours: dry and cracked from the desert heat and wind —while his looked like he was fresh from New York with a few calluses but nothing too severe. “What the fuck is in that thing?”
“Does it matter?” You had a grin on your face —one with mischief and one that screamed trouble, but Theo only gulped before watching you take a fast swig of yours and shake your head like it burnt, fire in your eyes.
He followed soon after. It definitely wasn’t coffee.
Maybe Vegas would be a little more exciting than he thought.
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urmomsmainbitch · 2 years
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EVERRYINE GO FOLLOW HEVIN RN IM SO PRIUD OF YOU BAE
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thank you SOOO much for 100 followers!! i cannot believe i got here considering i rarely post original writing lol, but i’m so appreciative of this <3 i actually hit 100 this past weekend but was too busy and i did not want to wait for next weekend :D
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Welcome to my 100 Baking Party
Open from wednesday November 10 to saturday November 13
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cake 🍰 - give me 3 characters and I’ll do fmk
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cookie 🍪 - send me a head cannon and I’ll make a dialogue/blurb out of it
pie 🥧 - (moots only) send me this and I’ll give you a compliment on you/your blog!
chocolate 🍫 - send me some facts about yourself and I’ll ship you with a character (give me gender preference + fandom / marvel, harry potter, or six of crows)
candy 🍬 - free space! Ask me anything you want! (Though if the question is too personal or inappropriate I will not answer <3)
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tagging my beloved mutuals <3 an extra special thank you to you guys
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urmomsmainbitch · 3 years
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hiii!! we're mutuals but imma stay on anon out of shyness djdjjd but!! ☠ for richie tozier or roderick, congrats on the follower milestone btw :3
i’ll do richie!!! tomorrow’s vacation spirit day at my school and so i’m wearing an ugly hawaiian shirt so i’m tying to get in that mindset early <33
cracks every part of his body
like he can crack his neck and hands no problem
his back sounds like pop rocks
he moves his knees and elbows and it deadass sounds like snapping
omg he def cracks his toes by pressing them hard on the floor
weirdo
anyways
he definitkey does it and i’ll stand by that until the day i die
also draws compulsively in his math notebook
just doodles constantly
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urmomsmainbitch · 3 years
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being rodrick's little sister
requested: yes/no
warnings: school, dating, mentions of sex ig, childbirth, little kids, fighting, getting married, crying, rodrick being a softie
a/n: i love him and i love this idea if i had a brother i would want him to be like rodrick
mrs heffley was so glad to get a daughter
i mean
not that she didn’t like having a son
but she’d always someone that she’d love to do girly things with
even if you don't like girly things
just ugh
the idea of a daughter was so appealing
and of course the second you were born, you latched completely onto rodrick
and he got along much better with you than he ever did with greg or manny
she expected you two to fight because you were so close in age but it was the opposite
he walked you to and from school everyday and helped you get ready
‘Y/N/N DO YOU HAVE YOUR STUFF TOGETHER WE’VE GOTTA GO’
‘YEAH RODRICK GO GET GREG’
rodrick didn’t like greg as much
something didn’t click when he was born like it did with you, and it was very confusing
but he got along with him when you were around
so obviously when you turned fourteen and started hanging around ryan the guitarist he absolutely lost his shit
at first it was pretty subtle
‘hey, ryan!’
‘oh, hey, y/n. are you sitting in for our practice today?’
‘i can if you want me to!’
‘that’s cool.’
rodrick sat in writhing pure agony for a whole practice slamming on his drums and on the verge of snapping something
it took a little bit of time for him to accept that
supervised dates with his dummers
you were not allowed to sit in the back seat with ryan
you were not allowed to hold hands with ryan
you were not allowed to go within a five foot radius of ryan while in a twenty foot radius of rodrick
thats just how things worked
and even then
at your wedding when you married ryan the drummer
rodrick was standing there as best man giving him the death stare as he smiled and cried as you walked down the aisle
he’d also be the cool uncle and an amazing girl dad tbh
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urmomsmainbitch · 3 years
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(i was the anon ab changing girlfriend to partner)
and thank you for taking criticism and understanding <3 love your head cannons btw!
ily and thank you sm for correcting me! i want to be as inclusive as possible so feel free whenever something should be changed!!
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urmomsmainbitch · 3 years
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so in your rodrick dating an artist headcannon thingy, you said that you tried making it a she/they reader thing. and i think if you’d have put “partner” instead of “girlfriend” in there, it would feel more inclusive to people that use she/they pronouns like myself. i know that some people that use those pronouns don’t mind the term girlfriend but i know that some do. and partner is just a nice gender neutral term.
oh ok thank you for correcting me! i’m a cis female and so i use gf and sometimes forget to check over my work but thank you so much and i’m changing it rn!
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urmomsmainbitch · 3 years
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marsh's marlboros
requested: yes / no
warnings: the whole thing is about smoking, mentions of losing people
word count: 0.3k
a/n: kind of angst? not really but kind of?
The girl hid behind the smoke. It shrouded her like a thunder cloud, grey surrounding her like a halo around her head of red. It flew from her mouth, from her nose, from the stick in her hand, and seemed to be coming out of everywhere.
A small smile played with her lips, blue eyes staring into you, as she held it gingerly and took another drag. Were her eyes blue? It was hard to tell through the thick cloud around her, making each freckle on her creamy pale skin melt into one another, giggles escaping her mouth.
That little paper stick held so much power, didn’t it? A plain little lighter, decorated in stickers and signatures, met the tip of a new one before the smoke of the old one could disappear -- a little paper stick that went up without a second thought, burning brightly?
Was it worth having your life dictated by one piece of paper, one that cost too much for too little, something that just couldn’t scratch the itch? A little paper stick that smoked when it burned and came in a red and white Marlboro box.
She didn’t care, though, because as she blew a smoke ring, everything else faded into the dark background, nothing mattering anymore other than the gorgeous girl with the red hair and red box.
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urmomsmainbitch · 3 years
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baby blues
requested: yes / no
warnings: mentions of abuse, smoking, mentions of religion, soft!bev
word count: 0.4k
pairing: beverly marsh x gn!reader (it's leaning towards more fem! but there's nothing explicitly said?)
a/n: omfg i'm in love with this woman
derry, maine, 1992, was not a nice place to be for beverly marsh.
the people were crabby as ever, her father (though now gone) had made his mark on the town, and the mosquitoes never seemed to rest as they flew between her and the sunset over the barrens.
there never seemed to be a moment of rest for beverly marsh, and dear god, that’s why she was so thankful for you.
laying beside her on the roof, the sunset painting a pinkish orange hue on your face as you took a drag from her cigarette, she thought that you looked nothing short of gorgeous. wearing one of richie’s oversized old-man bowling shirts over a shorter one she had bought for you, and her pair of old denim shorts, she thought she’d seen an angel when you finally pulled your bike into the complex driveway, smiling and waving up at her with a pack of marlboros in your breast pocket.
the deep summer evening light shrouded your head like a halo, and your smile brought her weak and to her knees.
“bevvie?” your words broke her silence as she turned her head to look at you with a smile, a goofy grin plastered on your face as you took her in. pale with thousands of freckles that, even with every given attempted, could not be counted, as another day in the sun seemed to add hundreds to the canvas. curly red hair fell in ringlets, and even though it had grown back from that summer of 1989, it was far from long, after she cut it once more. “you know i love you, right?”
there was no hesitation in the response. “yeah, and you know that i love you, don’t you?”
a smile graced your lips as you put your hands under your head and crossed your legs, the cigarette moving between your teeth as you inhaled the smoky flavor, looking up at the stars of derry, hoping that one day, you two really could get out. some might have thought such a thing was impossible, but knowing that she loved you -- that she really loved you -- seemed to be enough to run a marathon.
“yeah, yeah i do.”
maybe, just maybe, you made derry, maine, in the summer of 1992, a just perfect place for beverly marsh.
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urmomsmainbitch · 3 years
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rodrick dating an artist
requested: yes / no
warnings: school, mentions of eating
pronouns: she/they (i did my best)
a/n: omg i’m so un creative but i feel like i’ve been starving you all so here consume my garbage
rodrick hated art class with with such a passion until he met you
he had an extra class and the guidance counselor was like, ‘okay, fuck it,’ and put him in an art class
and then he was seated next to you and he knew in a whole second and a half that he wanted to marry you
it didn’t take him long to ask you out
‘hey, y/n, i need a little bit of help with my drawing, do you think you could come over later, and maybe we would get a pizza while we draw, or something?’
‘yeah, sure, just text me your address!’
the only thought he could think about for the rest of the day was the movie he was going to put on for you and how he wanted to snuggle up to you while you helped him with his art
and you came to his house
tablet and apple pen and drawing bag in arm
and he knew you meant business
only a few times after going over, you agreed to be his partner (because who wouldn’t)
and honestly it was amazing
susan could tell that something was up w my boy roddy about two weeks into making things official
he was going to bed earlier and waking up at a normal time, eating more, grades were higher, and was just generally in a much better mood
and he didn’t smell anymore
very suspicious
she cornered him when he got home from school one day
‘you’re in a good mood, rodrick!’
‘thanks, mom’
‘is there anyone that’s making you happier?’
oh susan
always straight to the point huh
she forced jt out of him
the dinner w you and his parents was actually pretty fun — susan loved the idea of rodrick getting more into the arts and was now talking about starting a sketchbook
she loves you
anyways
you always come over to do his homework with him and then you’ll usually listen to music and paint while he wraps things up or tries to draw with you
he likes being close to you, not necessarily drawing or painting
it just makes him feel more connected with you
paint on all his shirts!
messy hair and smeared oils on his face from putting your hands on his face when you kiss
going to galleries
(he was very excited to go to your debut)
and in conclusion rodrick would be a very supportive boyfriend of an artist and his favorite thing in the whole world is to go to starbucks and watch you draw
j love him
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urmomsmainbitch · 3 years
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Could you write a headcanon about rodrick dating someone who loves halloween? Like they live for it and start decorating in August kind of love?
no bc this is me and i’m addding it to list! sorry for responding late!
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urmomsmainbitch · 3 years
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May I request some headcanons of Rodrick with a chill, mellow Artist S/O who’s cool with almost anything and does paintings, drawings/sketches, portraits and all that artsy stuff?
Pronouns: She/They
writing it now!
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urmomsmainbitch · 3 years
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rodrick dating the opposite reader
requested: yes / no
warnings: mentions of sex, kissing, fluff, food, parties, school
a/n: im such a slut for this trope you have no idea
well first of all, it’s no secret that mrs. heffley would love you
she’d be so happy that someone is finally talking to rorick and that he’s actually forming a healthy relationship with someone
you’re all about grades and innocence and pastels and he is definitely not
he’d definitely be super caring about it, but he would try to more or less keep you that way
studying, snuggles, stuffed animals – y’know… mature but gentle
“you’re going to be uncles to each other’s kids one day!”
“yeah, y/n and i are gonna have really hot kids. super smart and have super drum skills.”
as for rodrick being a boyfriend, he’d definitely be the same amount of immature of everybody thought he would be, but considerate and snuggly all the same
he’d definitely give you lots of oversized loaded diaper shirts and even though his band is kind of shit you wear them to a) be supportive and b) because they smell like him
he loves waking up next to you and seeing him in nothing but his shirts and snuggling up into his chest
his heart MELTS and i want this more than anything
he wraps his arms around you and puts his nose on your head and in your hair and mumbles
late night drives in his van
sleepovers!! in!! his!! van!!
big blanket forts and pillows and comforters
helping him in school and studying late at night in his bedroom
you kiss him when he gets something right
he doesn’t mind schoolwork so much after that
definitely lets you sit on him and lean into him while your reading
like putting his head on your shoulder and mouthing the words that you’re reading with his arms around your middle
def braids hair
late night movies!!
at the rodrick rules party, greg definitely walked in on you two doing something unholy
you bribed him with icecream and to be his date to a dance or something and susan was a happy lady for the rest of your relationship
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