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Boyf Riends

(Sorry for any miss-characterization)

Jeremy sits in his room, blushing slightly, waiting for Michael to come to his house. He fidgets with his fingers, his heart racing like never before.

Thoughts burst into his head like fireworks popping in the sky. Will he like me? Why am I feeling so.. fluttery inside? Is this normal? AM I GOING TO DIE???”

Suddenly, a knock was heard on his door.

“Come in,” Jeremy said, still overthinking.

His dad walked in, not knowing what was happening. “Michael’s here, he’s just using the bathroom right now, so he’ll come up soon.”

Jeremy nodded as he continued to overthink. He took a big sigh and mentally prepared himself for an upcoming heart attack. Michael cleaned his face ( and his glasses) to make sure everything was okay before he went to meet Jeremy.

He exited the bathroom and walked up the stairs to Jeremy’s room. Each step was like a step of doom, a step that led to his death. He sucked in some air and knocked on the door.

Jeremy quickly opens his door, leaning on the frame, sweating a bit as he smiles awkwardly. “Hey, Michael!”

Jeremy blushed, seeing his best friend and crush in front of him. Michael blushed as well, raising his hand to brush his hair back. “Hey, Jeremy.” He says back

Jeremy moved out of the way, allowing Michael to let him in. He blushes and follows him inside.

“So what are we going to do?” Michael asks, wondering if a movie would be turned on or something else.

Jeremy looked at him, grabbing two controllers from his dresser, “Apocalypse of the dammed?” He asked, knowing damn well Michael would say yes.

Michael beamed, grabbing the two-player controller, “Sure!”

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They put down the controllers and sighed, dying for the nth time, unable to beat the level.

“So, wanna get stoned?” Michael asked, taking out a blunt he (for some reason) carried everywhere.

Jeremy looked shocked, but then he sighed. “Yeah, sure.” He responded, holding his hand out for the blunt. Michael hands it to him, taking a light out too.

“Wait, let me open up the window.”

“Why?”

“To air it out, duh.”

Jeremy walked over to his desk where his window sits, unlocked it from the top, and lifted it. As soon as he did, a gush of air hit him, making it a bit cold.

He went back to sitting next to Michael and grabbed his blunt as Michael lighted him already.

“So, you gonna light mine?” Jeremy asks, expecting Michael to just take the light and have the fire do it, but no. Michael carries his blunt in his mouth, moves closer to Jeremy, and lets his blunt light Jeremy’s.

Jeremy blushed but quickly brushed it off. When it was lit, he took a deep breath in but took it out as soon as he started to cough.

Jermey instantly coughed, eyes watering a bit, “Ack! Ugh- Fuck dude…” Jeremy croaked, catching his breath.

Michael laughed at him, already getting a high. “You should’ve seen yourself!” He exclaimed, pointing at Jeremy who just deadpanned at him.

“Yeah yeah.” Jeremy spat out, but soon smiling knowing he couldn't be mad forever.

Minutes later, they were higher than Cloud Nine. Red hue taking over the white outline of their eyes.

Michael looks at Jeremy, gazing at him with loving eyes. Jeremy stared back with the same love in his eyes.

“Have you ever gotten your first ACTUAL kiss?” Michael asked suddenly, catching Jeremy off.

“Uh, no?” Jeremy said awkwardly, blushing a bit.

“Wanna try?” Michael responded, moving to Jeremy, smirking.

Jeremy blushed way more, not expecting this.

THIS IS REALLY HAPPENING?? WHAT DID I DO TO GET THIS LUCKY???

Thoughts ran through his head, like a bullet train, hitting him like a truck each time. Each thought that came in added another in injury.

Jeremy gulped and nodded, “Yeah, I wanna try.” He choked out.

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(They’re high af btw💔)

Jeremy and Michael sit on the bed, face to face. Michael makes a move, getting a bit closer to Jeremy’s face. “You look… Cute..” He teased, blushing as Jeremy blushed way more. Jeremy’s breath hitched as Michael's head tilted, their lips getting closer.

“M-Michael, are you sure you want me to be your first?” “Yes-Yes, please.” He pleaded, his cheeks burning up with a burning passion.

They moved closer, lips almost touching… Jeremy closed his eyes, and Michael gulped and did the same.

Soon their lips touched, burning with love and passion. Michael pulled back slightly, which worried Jeremy.

“Did I do something wrong? Was my kissing skills bad? Did my breath stink?!” He instantly asked, getting a small chuckle out of Michael.

“No, Jeremy… Nothing went wrong, plus I liked it.” Michael respond.

“You… Did?..“ Jeremy muttered under his breath, his face turning a raspberry-pink hue.

“Yeah,” Michael said back, shifting his head a bit awkwardly.

Jeremy slowly lifted his hands to reach Michael’s shoulders. “Then can we do it again?..” He asks, eyes sparkling with excitement and pure love.

Michael smiles, turning his head back to Jeremy, one of his hands raised to caress Jeremy’s Watusi cheeks.

“Of course”

At that moment, Jeremy made the move. He tilted his head, and they soon kissed again.

Jeremy relaxed, every thought he had beforehand slipped away with the guidance of Michael. He never expected to be here right now and then. Kissing his best friend…

Best… Friend?…

Did Jeremy really think that?

Yeah, he thought his best friend was (and still is to him) hot, but is that how a real friend thinks of one of each other?

Did Michael think the same way?..

Hell no.

Michael Love Jeremy. Not like, L-O-V-E. We’re talking about “Oh, I’ll kill for you and hide the body. Not because we are best friends, but because I love you as much as the sun loves the moon” type shit.

Michael puts more effort into the kiss, not wanting to pull away so soon, but then, they both do. For air, duh-

Michael licks his lips slightly, trying to at least savor the taste of the other teen sitting right in front of him, who sat there in shock.

“So… Are we… You know… Dating or like, still best friends?” Jeremy asked, looking down and he fumbled with his words.

Michael looks at him, with a slight toothy smile. “What do you think? I won't force you if you said no-”

“I- uh.” Jeremy stammered over his words, blushing slightly as he thought about the choices.

“Should I take this upgrade?..” He thought to himself.

“Fuck it,”

He touched Michael’s face again and pulled his face close. His eyebrows furrowed together and a lump in his throat formed.

“IlikeyouandIwouldliketodateyou.” He said in a rushed panic, scared Michael would try to get back at him from the (squip) events before, even though he would never.

Michael gaped at this and blushed like never before. His heart beats faster than a hummingbird can ever go.

“Really?” Michael muttered carefully, not believing his ears.

Jeremy's lips lifted into a smile, “Yeah, really.” He replied.

Michael's stomach fluttered, his best friend, his crush, his now boyfriend, loved him back.

He instantly grabbed Jeremy’s face and pulled him into a kiss once again.

The kiss was way more passionate in contrast to the other kisses.

They blushed and Michael pushed in more, deepening the kiss for a bit until they both pulled back for air.

Their breaths were heavy, but it didn't matter.

Michael goes in to hug Jeremy, holding him tightly in his arms.

Michael beamed, finally being able to look at Jeremy as his boyfriend, “You never knew how much I wanted to hear that” He said, digging his head into Jeremy’s shoulder.

Jeremy shivered at the touch but leaned in it way more. He hugged Michael back, relaxing in his touch. “I was doubting myself, but.. I'm glad I listened to my gut.” He chuckled and looked down at Michael.

Michael looks up, with a toothy grin. “Now I can do this!” He picks up Jeremy in a bridal style and kisses his nose.

“MICHAEL!”

They both laugh and settle down on the bed, resting there.

“Do you think we’re two players for every universe?” Jeremy asked.

Michael looked at him, smiling at him, “Hell yeah.”

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A be more chill fanfic will come soon <3

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NOOO WAYYYY- YAYAYAYAYAYAYAY

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I MADE IT :3 took two weeks bc of school-

Turn It Up

Dewey Finn x GN!Reader

(I CANT FIND A FREAKING GIF😭)

Dewey Finn was a lot of things. A human tornado. A loud, chaotic mess. A walking encyclopedia of classic rock trivia. A self-proclaimed god of shredding.

And, unfortunately for you, the person you had been hopelessly, stupidly, head-over-heels in love with for way too long.

You weren’t sure when it had started—maybe when he first played that ridiculous riff just to make you laugh, or the time he got into a heated debate with himself over whether Led Zeppelin or The Who had the greatest live album of all time. Or maybe it was just the way he looked at you, eyes bright with excitement every time he had a new, probably terrible idea.

Whatever it was, it was bad. You were in deep. And the worst part? Dewey Finn was completely, utterly oblivious.

It wasn’t that he didn’t care—oh, he cared. You’d caught him staring more times than you could count, biting his lip like he was trying to hold back something too big to say. But Dewey was Dewey, which meant he was too caught up in his own head, overthinking everything. And you? You were just as bad.

Which was how you found yourself here, sitting in the back of the empty classroom-turned-band-room, watching as Dewey paced back and forth, guitar in hand, mumbling to himself.

“I mean, hypothetically speaking,” he started, stopping to glance at you. “If someone—like, not me, but someone—was into their best friend, and they were in a band together, that’d be kinda… complicated, right?”

Your heart did a full drum solo in your chest. “Depends,” you said, trying to sound casual. “Why? You got a crush on Freddy or something?”

Dewey snorted. “What? No!” He strummed a random chord, then sighed. “I just… I dunno. I was thinking. About stuff.”

You raised an eyebrow. “Very specific.”

“Shut up.” He laughed, but there was a nervous edge to it. He hesitated, then blurted out, “Okay, fine, let’s say it is me. And let’s say I’ve been into this person for, like, a while. And every time I think about saying something, I just— I mean, what if they don’t feel the same? What if it ruins everything?”

Your stomach flipped. You wanted to scream. Instead, you swallowed hard and said, “Dewey, I think—”

“Wait, don’t answer yet!” He threw his hands up dramatically. “What if—what if the only reason they even like me is ’cause I’m in the band? Like, maybe it’s the whole rockstar mystique thing, you know? And then what if I say something, and they’re like, ‘Oh, no thanks, I was just here for the music, actually,’ and then I look like a total idiot?”

You stared at him. “You are a total idiot.”

Dewey groaned, flopping onto the couch beside you, face buried in his hands. “I knew it.”

You rolled your eyes. “Dewey.”

“Just—let me wallow for a second—”

“Dewey.” You nudged his knee with yours, and he peeked at you through his fingers. “What if,” you said, voice softer now, “this person has been in love with you just as long, and they’ve been too scared to say anything because you’re you?”

He blinked. “Me?”

“You,” you confirmed.

A beat of silence. Then:

“Wait. Hold on. Are you saying—”

“Yes, Dewey.”

Another beat.

“Like, yes yes? Or—”

“Oh my god,” you groaned, grabbing a pillow and throwing it at him. “Yes! I like you, you idiot!”

Dewey just sat there, blinking, and for a terrifying second, you thought maybe you’d just made the biggest mistake of your life.

But then—

“You like me?” He grinned, wide and dumb and full of disbelief. “You like me?”

You rolled your eyes. “Are you gonna make me say it again?”

“Probably,” he said, and before you could hit him with another pillow, he was pulling you into a tight, warm, slightly-too-eager hug, nearly knocking you both off the couch. “Holy crap. This is so much better than the hypothetical scenario in my head.”

You laughed into his shoulder, feeling his heart pounding against yours. “You’re an idiot, Dewey Finn.”

“And you love an idiot, so what does that make you?”

You sighed. “Hopeless.”

He grinned. “Yeah, me too.”

And when he finally, finally kissed you, it was like every ridiculous power ballad he’d ever forced you to listen to—loud, messy, a little offbeat, but absolutely perfect.

Dewey Finn x reader.. mutual pining maybe? Idiots in love? I don’t have a specific prompt, but I am dying for some more Dewey fics 💔

H-heh.. waiter waiter.. bring in the next masterpiece😎(ur fanfic will kinda come late since I’m sick😖)

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Dewey Finn x reader.. mutual pining maybe? Idiots in love? I don’t have a specific prompt, but I am dying for some more Dewey fics 💔

H-heh.. waiter waiter.. bring in the next masterpiece😎(ur fanfic will kinda come late since I’m sick😖)

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What a shame, isn’t it?

what do you mean elon musk did a nazi salute on live tv at the united states presidential inauguration twice and is now erasing the evidence off the internet by replacing the footage with the crowd cheering instead?

would be a shame if people reblogged this, wouldn’t it?

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Thanks for answering my previous question! {also, sorry if i misspell something, I'm a foreign)

I was wondering if you could do Severus x professor! reader?

Something like, Reader is a DADA professor, she's not getting along with Snape at first but as time passed, they slowly got along with each other. {you can chose the reason, i thought maybe Albus told them that they have to work together on something.} Severus would have a little overthinking session when he realized that he felt something to Reader, since he was devoted to Lily, why suddenly he's into other woman?

And in the end they would get together, {something like, one day Severus would place a letter on her desk in her classroom, this would be an invitation to the astronomy tower/somewhere else

And he would tell her everything he has on his mind}

In one word, Fluff

H-heh… why of course😎😎 (I’m bad at English too even if it’s my first language, so don’t worry!!)

SEVERUS X FEM!READER

BREAKING THROUGH SHADOWS

The new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, (Y/N), had been making waves at Hogwarts. Intelligent, confident, and admittedly rather spirited, she wasn’t one to shy away from expressing her opinions—even when those opinions clashed with Severus Snape. Their first few staff meetings had been a whirlwind of clipped remarks and disdainful glares.

“Your methods, as always, lack practicality,” Snape sneered one evening when she explained her approach to combating boggarts.

“And yours lack humanity, Severus,” she retorted, not missing a beat.

The tension between them was palpable, much to the amusement of their colleagues—especially Albus Dumbledore, who seemed far too pleased with the idea of forcing them to work together.

The Headmaster called them both into his office one day, a knowing twinkle in his eyes.

“I need the two of you to collaborate on a special project,” Albus announced. “Hogwarts’ wards need reinforcement in these trying times, and I can think of no better pair to tackle the task.”

The protests were immediate and heated, but Dumbledore waved them off. “Consider this an opportunity to… expand your perspectives.”

Reluctantly, the pair agreed, spending hours in each other’s company researching, discussing, and occasionally bickering over the best approaches to strengthen the castle’s defenses.

Over time, the arguments softened. To Severus’ surprise, (Y/N) was not only exceptionally skilled but also witty and surprisingly kind beneath her fiery exterior. She noticed the subtleties in his tone, the weight he carried in his dark eyes, and the quiet passion he poured into his work.

And Severus? He found himself looking forward to their time together.

One evening, as he sat in his quarters surrounded by ancient tomes, a thought struck him like a hex.

He cared for her.

He pushed the book away and pinched the bridge of his nose, a deep frown etching itself onto his face. This was wrong. His heart belonged to Lily—always had, always would. How could he feel this way about someone else?

The memories of Lily’s laughter intertwined with the warmth of (Y/N)’s smile. It was a strange dichotomy that left him unsettled. He wrestled with the idea for days, retreating into his cold demeanor whenever he felt himself softening in her presence.

Yet, the more he tried to suppress it, the clearer his feelings became. (Y/N) wasn’t replacing Lily. She was carving her own space in his guarded heart, a place he never thought he’d offer to anyone again.

Finally, he could bear it no longer. Late one evening, he slipped into the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, a folded piece of parchment trembling in his fingers. He placed it neatly on her desk, ensuring it would catch her attention the next morning.

When (Y/N) arrived at her classroom, she found the letter. Curious, she unfolded it to reveal Severus’ neat, slanted handwriting:

Meet me at the Astronomy Tower at 9. I must speak with you.

Her heart raced as she read and reread the note, wondering what had prompted such an uncharacteristic gesture.

That evening, she climbed the steps to the tower, finding Severus waiting for her, his silhouette framed by the starlit sky.

“You wanted to speak with me?” she asked softly, stepping closer.

He turned, his expression unreadable. “Yes. There’s something I must… confess.”

For a moment, he seemed to struggle with his words, but then the dam broke. He spoke of his past, his devotion to Lily, and the guilt that had haunted him for years.

“I never thought I could feel this way for anyone else,” he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. “And yet, you’ve managed to… undo me. You’ve shown me there’s still light, even in the darkest corners of my life.”

Her breath caught as his dark eyes met hers, vulnerability and hope mingling in their depths.

“I’m not asking for anything,” he continued. “I just needed you to know.”

But she stepped closer, her hand brushing his. “Severus,” she murmured, “you’re allowed to find happiness again. You deserve it.”

He blinked, startled by her words, before her fingers entwined with his. And for the first time in years, Severus Snape allowed himself to hope.

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I don’t feel right :(

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Do you take any Harry Potter requests for a chance?

Yup! I’ll take any sort of request :3 Just be specific so it can be easier for me!!

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INBOX OPEN FOR REQUESTS

As the title said, my inbox is freely accessible to write requests in! I’m deeply grateful for you all leading me to go through this route :D

Now, for the requests, PLEASE be super specific. I won’t understand certain things as fast :(

I take any characters! Well- except for truly bad characters, like Jimmy from mouthwashing. (Might make a master list soon :3)

WHAT I DO TAKE

Fluff

Romantic

Platonic

Kissing

Mental, physical, emotional illnesses/disorders for readers

Depressed readers

More wholesome/romantic/self aware things (Srry! In a rush as I make this)

WHAT I WON’T TAKE

Smut

Any type of abuse

R@pe

Suicide

Any sort of mockery to people

Basically anything bad

FANDOMS IM IN THAT I’LL TAKE

TROLLS BAND TOGETHER

JOHN DORY

BRUCE

CLAY

FLOYD

BRANCH

POPPY

VIVA

VELVET

VENEER

BROZONE HEADCANNONS

Be more chill (will add more soon)

Michael

Jeremy

Rich

Jake

Chloe

Brook

Jenna

BEETLEJUICE

Beej

Lydia (ONLY PLATONICALLY)

Adam and Barbra

Toon juice

Musical bj

FNAF

The dead kids (ONLY PLATONICALLY)

Michael afton

Elizabeth and CC afton (ONLY PLATONICALLY)

Movie Mike

SCHOOL OF ROCK

Dewey Finn

That’s it for now!! I’ll edit this for more characters soon :3

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HELLO EVERYONE!!

Just a quick announcement, I’ll be changing my pfp and banner!! Not because I moved on from Beetlejuice nor School of rock, but because I’m in a new fandom!! MOUTHWASHING :3

FANFICS OF BJ AND DEWEY FINN WILL STILL BE POSTED, SO DON’T WORRY MY ROCKSTARS/BEETLES!! AND MY IMBOX IS OPEN FOR REQUESTS!

HAVE A NICE DAY AND SEE YOU SOON!!

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Thank you to everyone who got me to 250 likes!

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ATTENTION ALL GIRLS AND LADIES: if you walk from home, school, office or anywhere and you are alone and you come across a little boy crying holding a piece of paper with an address on it, DO NOT TAKE HIM THERE! take him straight to the police station for this is the new 'gang' way of rape. The incident is getting worse. Warn your families. Reblog this so this message can get accross to everyone.

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So, I really want to be a black and white sad clown for Halloween, but I don’t really know how I should design the costume and etc

(Credits to the ppl who have the makeup on and the glove on!!!)

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OAMGOMHKKMB ACTUALLY EXPLODING ENDBSNANSNSNSBSNAJSJSJSJSJ KABOO KABBINMM JEKSKSJWNSNSSONHA SOO HAPPYDBESBSNEENENNRRN

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The voice over of the reblog is done :3

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I’m doing a voice over of this- no one can stop me😈