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[a-pitifulchild]

steven hyde x reader if you can please

I have an account for tv fanfics! It's @sometimes-i-write-4-you , I have lots of Steven Hyde that's already up :)

[a-pitifulchild]

Hey lol

So this blog is lowkey not active as a musical fanfiction blog, cause I got sucked way too deep into my netflix shows one (@sometimes-i-write-4-you).

Idk if I should try to manage both but like lmk if you want me to post here.

Maybe I can just use this blog for random musicals shit post? Idk

[a-pitifulchild]

Hi, I saw you needed requests so, here I am! I just watched phantom of the opera and I just love Raoul. Could you write a really fluffy Raoul x reader oneshot please? Thank you!

I've actually never seen Phantom of the opera, sorry.

[a-pitifulchild]

can you do a crush x reader where the crush loves to tease the READER when shes annoyed, stuff like "princess" etc

Done!

[a-pitifulchild]

request: can you do a crush x reader where the crush loves to tease the READER when shes annoyed, stuff like "princess" etc

a/n: this is my first crush X reader so probably not the best piece i wrote. 

I sat in class, waiting for the bell to ring and redeem me from the boredom of math. Another perk of this class being over is that the next period is one I share with (c/n). Finally, the bell rang and I ran to the class we had history in. The flash was a turtle compared to me at that moment. I made it, and for once I got there before (c/n). “Hello, M'lady” I heard a familiar voice. I rolled my eyes at (c/n), “I told you not to call me that, it’s annoying” I Said as he sat next to me in our regular seats. “You are no fun” he sighed, “princess” he added, smirking. “That is not better, ''I say, placing my notebook on the desk and putting down the date on the first blank page I find. “Well, princess, deal with it. I think it’s hilarious” he said. I glared at him, trying to seem upset, but the truth is I just pretended to be annoyed. I didn’t mind the nicknames, however the fact he used them and was so sweet without liking me, that was infuriating. Why get my hopes high just to throw my heart off of the highest tower in the palace?

The teacher walked in, and class started. I did my best keeping up with the teacher. Writing down everything, but it was hard to fouces with someone whispering my name over and over again/ “(c/n) shut the fuck up or i will command to execute you” i said, “oh, princess, i didn’t say a thing, i swear, you’re just hearing what you want to hear” he said, and i was two seconds from punching him. Remind me again: Why do I like him? I mean sure, some may say he is a good looking guy, and he is funny and quite smart but he is so annoying. Yet charming. Yet annoying, he is so annoying. The people that think he is good looking are wrong - he is GREAT looking. I mean, he can probably model. “I’m serious, (c/n), shut up, you're annoying” i sigh, “oh, princess, please spare me” he says, and i push my laugh deep down. “I’m so sorry if i done anything to upsat you, M’lady, pleas reconsider decapeteding me, anything but death penalty. I can be your royal boy toy” he kept going on and on, and eventually I couldn't help but laugh.

“(y/n), what is so funny about king henry and his wifes?” the teacher asked, “why won’t you tell me what happened to them?”. I looked at (c/n), almost begging for help. “Divorced, beheaded, died, divorced, beheaded, survived” he answered. “Didn’t know your name was (y/n)” the teacher said. “Well, I was the one bugging her and it’s my fault i’m funny, so…” he said. “You ruined it, you were so sweet for a moment” I whispered once the attention was back to the board. He smiled, “your welcome, princess. And my offer stands. Movie on friday?”. “Uh, yeah, sure” I said, trying hard not to smile too wide, but when i glanced at him, he had a huge smile on his face. “You know, you’d have to call me ‘prince’ on our date”.

[a-pitifulchild]

I was wondering if you's be open to writing a Trail to Oregon piece with Jack Bauer as the main focus.

Sure thing but like, any plot ideas? I thought maybe like... now that they are in Oregon and he's trying to actually do a good job at supporting his family.

[a-pitifulchild]

I miss writing plz request I'm bored

I kinda feel like writing something for that 70s show so if you want that I'm your gal!

As usual, starkid musicals and musicals in general.

Also if want like... crush x reader??

Idk literally anything

But no smut

[a-pitifulchild]

Yo! Your Rob x Reader fic was really good! I really enjoyed reading it! It made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside (dang that sounds kinda dumb; but it's the truth and I can't lie to a person as awesome as you.)

Thank you ❤️ it means a lot to know people love my writing, especially since english is not my first language so it's good to know i'm doing a good job.

[a-pitifulchild]

Wait what

So i have been inactive for like... A year, i think, and suddenly i have like 40 something followers and 79 notes on my latest fanfic like what???

I'm bored af so request are open (charecters only, ironically enough, consider the fact my most popular fic is a real person, i feel uncomfortable doing real people now)

I do mostly musicals (starkid, bmc, deh, heathers...) but feel free to request whoever you want (hopefully i'll know the charecter).

Thank you so much for sticking around while i was inactive and welcome to the new people here.

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Wow - Robert Manion x reader

Request: Hi, so my idea for the Robert Manion x reader thing is...Okay, so let's pretend that TGWDLM just got out onto YouTube and Lauren is throwing this party where everyone in the cast can come and they all watch it together. Y/n has been dating Robert since Twisted and when you guys and the rest of the cast watch it for the first time he only looks at y/n on the screen and talking about how talented y/n is and all that jazz. (Even though I love Mariah let's pretend y/n has Mariah's parts instead) @taylor-manion

A/n: so i tried, but it has been such a long time since the last time i wrote! Hopefully it's good and not shitty idk. Also like. My english is not perfect, since it not my native language.

You sat on the couch, waiting for Robert to get out of the bathroom. “Lucky wee?” You asked him as he reached to his coat and keys. He rolled his eyes and smiled, “i have you, so it's clearly working”. Now it was your turn to roll your eyes, though you couldn't but smile as well. Robert tossed you your coat. You let out a small sigh and got up, putting on your coat. You loved your Starkid family, but you loved the couch at the flat you shared with Robert just as much.

You've been dating Robert for the past five years. You met him through Twisted - you helped them with the costume change, mostly because being on the actual stage frightened you. Of course you got stuck with Robert and had to help him with his costume change, and ever since then you were together. When Rob heard you sing for the first time he was shocked. You never mentioned your secret dream of performing in musicals, but he wouldn't leave you alone after finding out how talented you were. He looked for any excuse to hear you sing, act and dance, if it was a Starkid sing along, rehearsing lines with you or asking for help with the choreography he had to get done. With his compliments, your confidence grew and although you were still kind of scared from the stage, you were more willing to actually perform. So of caurse, when Starkid reached out to him for “The Guy Who Didn't Like Musicals”, he got you an audition as well, and next thing you know you were a part of the show.

The two of you arrived to Lauren's house. She was hosting a kind-of-party to celebrate the release of “The Guy Who Didn't Like Musicals”. You were going to watch the musical, all the cast together. You got to be in the one they did for Twisted as Robert's date, but this time you were a part of the cast. It was exciting. Robert  grabbed your hand, and the two of you walked up the stairs and toward the door. “Are you nervous?” Robert asked. You nodded, blushing, “kind of” you admitted. “Well don't, you are amazing, and insanely photogenic, so i'm sure you're great” Robert said, moving his hand across your waist. You stopped in the Middle of the hall, and he pulled you into a hug. He kissed the top of your head and you wrapped your hands around his neck, pulling yourself up to kiss him. “You are the sweetest boyfriend ever, ya'know?” You said, and he gave you a knowing smirk. “oh, I know” he said, “but thank you”. You laughed, and grabbed his hand, dragging him toward the familiar dark brown wooden door. You reached your hand to knock, but the door opened before you had the chance. Lauren smiled at the two of you, “Hey guys!” She smiled, hugging you first and then Robert. “How did you-” you wandered loud, then realised she probably heard a guy with an australian accent and immediately knew it's Robert and you. She confirmed your suspect as the three of you got inside the apartment.

After about half an hour of talking and laughing, everyone got there, and you gathered in front of the tv. Lauren pressed play, and the musical started. Everyone started singing along with the video.

30 seconds in, and you saw yourself. Robert, who obviously set next to you with his hand wrapped around your shoulder seemed more excited than you were. He looked at you, smiling, and mouthed the words “look! it's you!”. You smiled back and rested your head on his shoulder. Then it was Robert's turn to be on screen, and you couldn't help but smile seeing your talented boyfriend doing what he loves. Then your first solo came. “Sh!” Robert said, and everyone went quiet  to hear your beautiful singing, even though it was not the most impressive vocals you had during the show. Everyone joined back in for “should we kill him?”, And then hysterically laughed, which led to the end of the sing along.your next solo came along, and even though it was just two lines, Robert tightened his hand around your shoulder, happy to see you perform, finally sharing your talent with the world and having a blast. “You are literally so amazing like, what the fuck? How?” he whispered. “Look who's talking” you replied, pointing at the screen with your chin and looking at Robert on the screen, who's solo was right after yours.

Then the part when you, or should you say Melissa, asks Paul if he'll come the Company trip came. “Man, (y/n), you really got that 'totally crushing’ look down” Jeff said. Robert looked anywhere but the screen. like Jeff said, you looked like your crushing on Paul, and he hated seeing you look at another man like that. “If i didn't know you and Robert are dating, i'd think-” Jeff kept talking, but stopped once he saw the death glare you gave him. You noticed what Jeff said made him uncomfortable. “Same way i looked at you during Twisted” you said, leaning into Robert's shoulder. You felt his hand stroking your hair. “And the way i look at you to this day” he said and kissed your head. “Shut up, love birds, we are trying to watch a musical here” Joey said. Everyone laughed, and the rest of the musical passed by pretty much quietly, up until “La-Dee-Da-Da-Day”.

Rob loved how you performed it, although the moment you grab jon's hand and the one you danced with Jeff made him kind of jealous since he only got to dance with you for a short time on “show me your hands”.

“Yes, hit that note, (y/n)!”Jon called after the line “on this la-dee-da-da-day“. He sat next to Jeff, who sat next to you, so he high-fived you over Jeff's head (which was kinda hard considering the fact Jeff is taller then you, but he bent down a little). “Your voice is so goddam good, have i ever told you that?” he added . He couldn't show his appreciation to your vocals on stage, so he took the opportunity to do it now. Robert smiled as you belted amazingly

“I am so proud of you, (n/n)” Robert said and took your hand with the hand that wasn't wrapped around your shoulder. He kissed your hand and held it close to his chest. He turned his head to you, leaning his forehead on yours and giving you a quick kiss as you sang “la-dee-da-da, la-dee-da-da, la-dee-da-da-day” in the background. “You know, Jon is right. Your voice is amazing, and you are an incredible performer” Robert said, “and i am the luckiest guy in the world for dating you”. he kept going with the compliments during the song, sometimes loud and proud of his girlfriend and sometimes he just whispered “wow”, so only you heard him.

Some Laughing, “wow”s from Robert every time you appeared on screen and one “literally the most talented human ever is my girlfriend!” after “Cup Of Poisoned Coffee” later, your solo song arrived. Sure, you sang most of “La-Dee-Da-Da-Day”, you did an amazing job at it and stole the show, but in “Not Your Seed” you sang all of it, and it was your time to shine. It was obvious it was your favorite part of the show - the song had everything: different emotions, fun riffs and belting - plus a great choreography. You loved this song so much, and you performed it amazingly as well. If anyone still had doubts regarding how talented is the new girl, that song made those vanish.

As you started singing, Robert's eyes went back and forth between you on-screen and the you next to him. It's like he couldn't believe someone as talented as you is dating him. You didn't even notice the way he looked at you, so proud and happy. He loved you so much, and having you there, at his side, both of you happy and doing what you love just made him feel such pure happiness.

“Love, you are so good at everything” he whispered at the end of the song. You smiled at his words. He rarely ever used these type of nicknames - “love”, “babe”, “honey”. They were “too jenerick” according to him. He wanted something special for you, but sometimes no other word could describe better what you are to him. “Thank you, Rob, love” you replied, wrapping your hands around him. He hugged you back, pulling you closer and kissing you.

“is this even legal??” Joey said. You stuck your tongue at his reaction. It was a joke by this point, ever since you and Robert kissed before a show, already in your first costumes, which belonged to characters with quite the age gap. Joey had to make a reference to the infamous vine, which then led to recreating it and making that joke way too often.

Everyone clapped as Lauren screamed her lungs out. “Amazing! Each and every one of you is lure talent, and I had so much fun working with you guys!” Brian said after he got up from his spot on the couch. Everyone clapped at the short speech, that was somehow moving. “Well, Brian, may i-?” Corey asked, and after Brian nodded, he got up and stood in front of us. “Well, this is the end of a great production, and i've prepared a little something for the occasion” he said, trying to impersonate Rob's Professor Hidgens voice. Everyone laughed and clapped at the reference. “Damn, you should have played the role!” Robert called. “Well, i doubt i can do it better than you Robert” Corey said as he plugged a usb to the computer. Few seconds later, a video from behind the scenes was played. The vine recreation was one of the many iconic things that were a part of the video.

The time passed by, and eventually you and Robert went back home. You were so relieved to finally take the makeup off and get into more comfortable clothes. Finally, you were in bed next to your one and only. He wrapped his hands around you, pulling you into the cuddle you waited for ever since the two of you got home. “I love you, (y/n), more than anything. You are literally amazing, and so talented, i honestly wonder how come you never did anything like that before. You are so, so gifted it's just-” he said softly, tightening his hug and kissing the back of your head. “I love you too,  you talented... human” you said, closing your eyes. You heard his quiet laugh. “Goodnight, (n/n)” he said, but you were already asleep. “I'm gonna marry someday, i swear” he whispered. “Goodnight, love” you muttered. Apparently you were not as asleep as he thought.

[a-pitifulchild]

Requests are open!

I have a prompt list, but feel free to offer like. A plot/au/your own prompt.

I would write for almost any starkid musical, BMC, DEH, and Heathers (always charecters and maybe actors).

I don't do smut.

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Thirty years ago

A/n: so it's just a little. Thing explaining how did professor Hidgens got to the conclusion that the world will become a musical. I made him have a twin because i wanted too. Enjoy.

~1988~

Professor Hidgens sat in his office. As he sat there, he stared at the wall, thinking of this new theory he had. That the world would become a musical. He wanted to share this with someone,  but he knew no one would believe him. He kept trying to think of a way this would happen - crazy actor inventing the technology such a think would take? dead musical starts rising from their graves? Demons? Aliens invading minds? So many ways, yet so little sense. After a week of debating on the subject, he came to the conclusion this would happen in 30 years from that exact day. He wrote in his journal the reminder. According to his calculations, he'll need 27 years to stock up on all the bear assencials - food, water, music records, booz.

A knock on the door cut off his train of thoughts. “Henry!” A 25 year old girl smiled at him. She had the same blue eyes he had, and same black hair as well. “Hope” he noded at her. He loved his twin, he really did, but sometimes she showed up at the worst moments. “I got you something!” She smiled at him, ignoring his cold tone. “And that'll be…” he asked, getting up. “These!” She said, exited, waving with two pices of paper in her hands. “it's two tickets to “Into The Woods”! The touring production is coming to the Starlight theater! I would love to come with you, but if want to give the second ticket to someone else--” the excitement in her voice seemed to annoyed her twin brother, as he cut her off. “Hope, please. My musical theater days are over. You should go with, uh, what’s-her-face, that friend of yours? Carrie? Marry?-” “Henry!” she called, and he stopped talking. “What?” he asked. “I want to go with you. The fact you are a professor doesn't mean you can't like musicals. It's your true passion, Henry, and i'm not going to sit and watch you force yourself out of this. So you're coming with me, okay?” She said, annoyed. Her twin was a stubborn, but he had common sense, he knew that she is not going to give up until he said yes, and he wanted her out of hia office so he can keep theorising the world becoming a musical. “Fine, i'll go with you” he sighed, and she smiled, satisfied. “Now can you please leave?” He asked.

She looked at him, kind of hurt and mostly shocked. “Henry Hidgens! I don't understand you. I'm your twin, who just got you tickets  to what used to be your favorite musical, up until last week! You haven't touched your piano, you haven't sang-” she said, stopping herself once she realised she just raised her voice on him over what seemed to bother no one else but her. He looked at her, clearly upset. “I'm fine, Hope. Ok? Just trying to be series and get my shit together instead of chasing an unreachable goal-” “is that even a word, Henry?” “It is” he replied, “i'm not you, and you're not me, so stop pretending being my twin means you can understand me”. His words stung her worse then a bee.  “Look, Henry, i’m not forcing you to do anything. It's just that… recently you've been… distant. I’m just wondering if everything’s okay” she said. He gave her a small smile. “It's ok-” “no it's not, Henry. I can tell. Please tell me what's going on” she begged him, and he sighed. He knew she might believe him, she is the only person who will.

“Ok, fine, if you insist” he said, and grabbed the pages from his desk. He flipped through them as he spoke, trying to find a blank one. “Well, last week i had a thought. What if the world will become a musical?” He said. She looked at him strangely. “I know, I sound crazy but let me explain. You see, everyone thinks the apocalypse will be scary, but it makes so much more sense for it to be something we won't find scary, that way it can infect us all much quicker and no one will suspect it! You see, the universe is smarter than killing us all using what we already saw in movies”. He finally noticed a blank page and grabbed a pen. “See, this is our world” he said, drawing a circle. “Ok..” she said, confused. “Now, the end of the world is going to come, eventually” he said, “i think it's not going to explode. A zombie apocalypse is more likely! The universe needs planet earth, it's a part of it's balance” he added as he drew more and more circles Hope assumed were the other planets. He poked a hole on the middle, where the “earth” was, and ripped the paper easily. “You understand?” He asked, looking at Hope as he made the ripped paper into a ball and threw it behind his shoulder. She nodded slowly, even more concerned for her brother. “Well, we won't be surprised by a Zombie apocalypse. People are more prepared to that, which means it won't destroy the human race. If the end will come with something unpleasant, we will fight it. So it has to be something who no one sees as evil, as a threat to the human kind! No one will suspect something innocent. So i say - a musical. No one hates musicals, therefore no one will be scared by the  sudden singing and dancing, in fact they will want to join in! Heck, i would want to join in!” he said. “I don't understand what is so bad about it? Don't you remember that song you wrote, 'if my life was a musical’? It sounds like a dreamy situation!” Hope said, confused, trying to go along with the craziness of her beloved twin. “Think about the implications, Hope! Think!” He screamed, grabbing her shoulders.she stared at him, kind of scared. “Henry, love, are you sure you are okay?” She asked. “Yes, yes. Sorry, i got carried away” he mumbled, giving her a tap on the shoulder and went back to his chair. “Well, Henry, i'll see you tonight at the Starlight theater. Eight o'clock, be there!” She smiled. “Eight o'clock can't come soon enough” she added on her way out. His eyes wandered to his computer. “Working boys: a new musical”. Well, he had a musical to write, tests to check and an apocalypse to prepare to, so he better get going.

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Jeremy x reader first kiss pleaseeee 💖💖💖

JEreMy HeERe x reader - first kiss

You sat on your bed, staring at the framed picture on your desk. It was a picture of you and jeremy heere, although it was never meant to be.

It was a normal class trip, and (bff/n) took a picture of you, accidently including jeremy posing for a picture michael took. Back then you had no idea who were these two, but now this picture is your favorite one.

It all started a month ago. You had a task in english, and the teacher didn’t want you to work with (bff/n), same for michael and Jeremy, so you found yourself working with the most awkward guy you’ve ever met.

At first he was shy and nervous, but as the time passed by you grew closer and closer. While the first week or two you tried to understand why was he so familiar. You assumed it was simply because you saw him in the hallway, but something told you it was more then that. Once he came over to work on the project, you understood.

A little sound of a popping bubble cut your thoughts. “Sry guys, won't be able to make it today. Have fun kids”. It was michael, of course. Ever since you told him about your crush on Jeremy, he started cancelling last minute every time the three of you were supposed to hang out. Finally, the doorbell rang. You took a deep breath and ran toward the door, but your brother already opened it, and Jeremy stood there awkwardly. He noticed you and smiled, waving. You smiled back, “come on!” you said, excited, and he walked after you to your room. “so, what are the plans?” he asked. “i don’t know” you said as you sat on the bed, “i figured you’ll come over and we’ll play some video games, like always”. Jeremy nodded, “sounds fun” he said, sitting next to you. “or maybe we can-” you started, but once your eyes locked with his, you stopped. “maybe we can what?” jeremy asked. “nevermind” you said, looking down. “okay…” Jeremy said, looking down as well. “i- well i was going to say that there’s this new ice cream place and it’s like… it’s a fandom ice cream kinda thing. They have one that called ‘felix felicis’, like the potion from harry potter and- we can go there, i guess” you finally looked at Jeremy. “i would love to” he smiled, and you couldn’t help but smile back.

The two of you arrived to the ice cream place, called “fanticy world”.

Jeremy chose “Brain”, a classic gum flavored ice cream that was named after the main dish for his enemies at “Apocalips Of The Damned”.

“how are you enjoying your ice cream?” he asked, looking at you. You nodded. “this ice cream is the best i’ve ever had”. He smiled at your answer. “want a taste?” you offered. “sure, yeah” he smiled. You gave him the spoon with the (flavor) flavored ice cream. His fingers lightly touched yours and you looked away, hoping he hadn't noticed you caught the color of his ice cream. By doing so, you missed how pink he turned. “this is a very good ice cream” Jeremy said, and handed you your spoon back. Or at least you thought so, but as you reached your hand to grab it, you noticed it was actually his spoon, filled with the pink ice cream he chose. You smiled and tasted what turned out to be heaven. “This is so good! Next time we go here i'm ordering this” you said, and Jeremy blushed. “You… you want us to go here again?” He asked you. That was your turn to blush.”yes, sure, of course Jer, i, uh, i like hanging out with you” you smiled, trying to look everywhere other then Jeremy's eyes. “Thanks” he said. Few seconds passed, and your smile faded. “Ilikehangingoutwithyoutoo” Jeremy said, so fast you couldn't understand a word. “What?” You asked. “ I, uh, i like hanging out with you too” he repeated. You smiled again. He smiled back.

The hours passed. The two of you walked through the park, and eventually you had to go back home. Jeremy waled you to the front of your house. “So, how about thursday?” You asked. “What about it?” Jeremy asked, confused. “Going to fanicy again” you replied. “Oh! Uh, yeah. It's a date” he said, and you smiled at him. “Well, not like, an actual date. Unless you want it to a date. Do you want ot to be a date? Cause like, i guess i'm down for it, only if your into it though-” he started mumbling. “It's a date’ you caut him off, smiling. You gave him a hug, and started to walk to your door. Before you even understood his hand was holding yours he pulled you back, and before you even got a chance to say anything his lips were on yours. You kissed him back, but he pulled back before he noticed that. “Was it okay-” “yes” you cut him off, and gave him a short pack on the lips.

The moment you walked into your house, you ran to your room and screamed in excitement to into your pillow. Through the window you saw Jeremy, standing there shocked and extremely red. You couldn't help but laugh and hope he didn't hear you.

A/n: i'm so sorry it took so long! It has been literally like. Six months or something. There is no excuse, honestly, i just hated how it turned out, but after re-reading and actually finishing it i like it enough to put it out there.

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I'm sorry - Jeremy Heere x reader

Request: Can you please write a Jeremy fic where the reader, Michael, and Jeremy have been friends for years, and reader tries to confess her feelings to Jeremy finally at the Halloween party, but she’s optic nerve blocked, tries to get his attention and fails, running away, and the next day Jeremy came back to her house to say sorry. Like, really sorry. Please?

A/n: the usual, my english sucks. Also, i'm sorry (it's a bad pun) for how long it took! I saw a fanfic with a simillar idea, and just tried to make mine different.

Warnings: underage drinking and probably some cursing.

Parties were NOT your thing. You hated them. So many people, and every single one is either drunk, high or both.

When you heard about Jake’s halloween party you had no intentions to go. You had two friends - Michael Mell and Jeremy Heere, and neither of them was about to be there, or so you thought.

After Jeremy became more popular, it was obvious he would be there. And Michael? Michael started to shut you out.

You weren’t sure what you were doing, sitting in jake’s back yard in a cyborg dress, a red solo cup filled with your favorite clear liquid - water - in your hand. You looked around, searching for Jeremy. You came here with one purpose: confess to him. You already lost him, or at least do it seemed. You had nothing to lose now - Not even Michael.

A tall, brown-haired guy in a full body suit with the same print as your dress walked in and started talking to a girl dressed as what looked like a sexy dog. You started laughing, until the boy’s identity hit you.

It was Jeremy. It was Jeremy and he was flirting with Brooke. You just spent half an hour waiting for him, and he was flirting with another girl. “well, i came this far” you sighed. You started to make your way toward him, but a guy you recognised as Rich stopped you. he was drunk. “yo, do you have some mountain dew red?” he asked. “no” you managed to say. You kept walking, or at least so you planned until he blocked you. Not violently, just moved to the right. “you sure?” he asked. “yes, now, can i please-” you said, making another attempt to walk away, but he moved again. He was blocking not only your way, but your view on Jeremy as well. “but do you know where can i get some?” he asked. “no, but you should ask Michael” you replied, trying to look behind his shoulder. “Michael what?” he asked, only to understand you weren’t there anymore.

But Jeremy wasn’t where he was as well. You sighed and turn around to look for him. You finally spotted him. He was holding a red solo cup, staring at the liquor inside of it, confused. His nervous look as he sipped on it carefully made you smile. He was so amazingly cute, and he looked very handsome in his cyborg costume.”Jeremy!” you called once you close enough. You never gave him the chance to reply, leaning next to him. “it’s funny, we look like we went in a cheesy couple costume” you laughed nervously. He smiled at your direction. Brooke returned a smile, but you never noticed. “i, uh, i wish it was. Jeremy. I wish you were my boyfriend” you said, and suddenly the pattern on the floor was very interesting. ”I kinda like you, and not in the same... way i like Michael, i’m talking about something bigger. Like.. i like-like you. Like in the different likes on facebook, i’ll give you the one the heart. Ya’know? I’m really bad at this sorry-” you said, finally having the courage to look up. Jake was standing there, looking at you very weirdly. “yea, whatever. Sorry, i think i’m dating someone, but i’ll give you this” he muttered, leaning down before you got the chance to explain the awful situation you barely understand yourself. His lips pressed against yours, but you never close your eyes. A girl saw the two of you, and when he noticed he ran after her. But the boy you wished noticed thouthed Jake was kissing the air, since a super computer in his head decided to add you to the list of optic nerve blocking.

You saw him going after Chloe.

You left the party, tears in your eyes.

The next day

You got a project in english. It was simple, really. You get your partner from the teacher, than you have to get to know this person and do a presentation about something you have in common. The teacher read the list, and the name after to yours made you want to die.

You knew it’s gonna be bad.

Chloe Valentine.

The girl who totally made out with the guy you like last night.

Chloe looked around, trying to understand who is this (y/n) girl. Her eyes finally met yours, and the next thing you know she dragged you with her to lunch. “So i was thinking - since you are new around the school, you can join me at lunch. We’ll get to know each other and it’ll be so awesome! Me and Brooke can give you a makeover like in “clueless”. What do you think, (y/n)?” she paused for a minute. You opened your mouth, but before you got the chance to talk, she said “i don’t really care, we’re doing my plan”. You looked down as she guided you to her table. The popular kids table. “actually, i've been in this school since freshman year” you said. She looked at you, shocked. “oh my god, i’m so sorry! Another great reason for this makeover” she said, and sat down across the table from a girl you recognised as Brook. They started to talk. “sit” Chloe’s voice was inviting yet intimidating. So you sat down next to her.Your french frise mixed the ketchup with itself as your appetite faded away. Your fingers dropped the single one on the tray. Your eyes stared as it fell, crushing on the paper like your heart crushed yesterday.

A noise you recognised as someone's tray sliding on the table made you look up. Brooke and Chloe glared at the guy, but no one told his to leave.

“hey”. You never thought he would talk to you again. “so (y/n), what’s your favorite color? Mine is blue. We can do the presentation about the meaning of th color. It can be swxual, and it can be sadness” Chloe’s voice brought you back to reality. Jeremy wasn’t talking to you. You sat with the popular people. The group he recently tried to join. “i- yea, blue is a cool color” you said, making yourself laugh. The joke was bad, but Chloe laughed, which led to Brooke laughing and then, next thing you know the entire table was laughing at your joke. Including Jeremy.

“i forgot how funny you are” Jeremy said, looking at you. His smile was so jenuine. The same smile you fell in love with. God, just his smile made you blush, and the fact it came after a compliment made you turn into a tomato. “t-thanks, Jeremy” you said, confused. He ignored you for the past few weeks. It was almost like for him, you were invisible. Now he is… nice. Nice like he used to be. Aware you exist.

Jeremy picked up one of your french fries. “is it okay if i’ll take one?” he asked. You nodded. The fact you weren’t at the best mood was obvious. “so, why do you look so sad?” Jeremy asked you. No stuttering. You looked at him, eyes wide open. “are you kidding me?” you said. Is this some kind of a joke?

“no, why would i-” he started, but you didn’t give him the opportunity to finish the sentence. “you don’t remember?” you asked, “last night?”. It was weird. “last night, at Jake’s party? What does it have to do with it, you weren’t even there” he said. “i wasn’t there?!” you lauthed. Jake looked at you. “i saw her there dude, she totally confessed being in love with me, but me and Chloe are back together now” he said, blowing a kiss in her direction. “thanks, Jake. See?” you told Jeremy. “i never knew you had a thing for him. You always said he’s a jerk who play with girls and-” “dude, i’m right here” Jake said, clearly hurt. “sorry” you smiled awkwardly at Jake, then turned to Jeremy. “i wasn’t talking to him, the guy i talked to moved. He went upstairs with Chloe and made out with her” you said. Your eyes started tearing up. He looked at you, confused, as you left. It took him a minute to understand. “wait, that’s- that’s me!” he mumbled.

“go after her, you-” Chloe said, annoyed. And so Jeremy left, running after the (h/c) haired girl he was totally crushing on. Christin was an escape from his feelings to you, he knew it.

“(y/n)- wait!” jeremy called after you. The hall was empty. It was just you and him. “why, Jeremy? so that you can… run away from me again?” you yelled, turning to him. You finally gave up, and your tears fell down you face. He looked at you, eyes wide open in shock. “i don’t-  i swear to god i never saw you! I Don't understand, it’s like-” he froze once he understood. “it’s like what?” you asked, sad laugh escaping your lips.

“it’s like with Michael. Optic nerve blocking” he said. “optic what?” you asked. “look, it doesn’t matter. I’m sorry” he said, taking a step toward you. “don't!” you say, moving your hand forward, “take another step in my direction”. He froze. You turn your back and start walking. “no, (y/n), please. I’m sorry. I’m so, so deeply sorry” he said. A sad laugh escape your mouth. “and how does it help me?” you said. He looked surprised. “look, i’m sorry. How many times do you want me to say that?” he looked… broken. “i’m sorry, i’m sorry, i’m sorry, i’m so-” he starts, but you can’t take it anymore. You don’t know where the hell was the bravery from, but you wrap your hands around his neck and kiss him. Next thing you know, he kisses back, hands around your waist. “i’m sorry” he mumbles into the kiss. “now, explain me what the fuck is optic nerve blocking” you ask. “it’s, uh… it’s a long story” he smiles awkwardly, scratching his back. “well, how about you’d tell me that over ice cream? Let's say… today, after school?” you offer. You have never felt more of gryffindor in your life. He smiled. “i would like that, yea”.

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[a-pitifulchild]

Just a little thank you note

I just wanted to take a moment to appreciate everyone who's following me.

It really means a lot you want to see more of the things i write, cause like i mention a lot, english is not my native language, so ot's pretty awsome.

So just

Thank you so much

It makes me so happy, and i just kinda wanted you to know that you make me smile. Right now i'm not having the time of my life, and it's just.. really makes me happy to see a notification such as "@insertyourtumblerusername liked your post".

And it's not like i have that many followers.

my friend who has a really successful blog here is lowkey making fun of how hiped i am over the 13 followers i have and the fact one of my fics reached 40 notes.

But for me it's just so amazing so like.

Thanks.

[a-pitifulchild]

On a scale of 1 to this guy, how gay are you?

Happy pride month ya'll ❤️💙💚💛💜

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[a-pitifulchild]

Can you please write a Jeremy fic where the reader, Michael, and Jeremy have been friends for years, and reader tries to confess her feelings to Jeremy finally at the Halloween party, but she’s optic nerve blocked, tries to get his attention and fails, running away, and the next day Jeremy came back to her house to say sorry. Like, really sorry. Please?

Yes!! Just started working on it!