#Randommoonchild

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Heyy How you doing? I wanted to make a request for Mischa Bachinski × reader where reader is like this popular but not mean kind of girl in town. Like everyone loves her and she's in every club she can and has good grades in school (which can be a problem for ocean), her friends'parents absolutely love her, etc. And like mischa and her don't talk to much, so he thinks she doesn't even remember his name. (Kind of like the song Gold Rush by taylor swift now that I think abt it? Idk).

The point is ofc she likes him, but she thinks he doesn't like her bc of his angry persona and all of that stuff (also what would people say if they saw her hanging out with someone with such a bad raputation?)

And when they finally clear things up and become friends they end completely falling in love w each other and have to tell each other at some point.

I feel like this is way too long and specific, so don't worry if it bores you or smth, ily :))

Hello! I'm currently very busy with school, but I'll still try writing oneshots at any opportunity I have! And don't worry, I love writing very long and detailed works, and I find it easier when the request is longer because I know what I need to write.

(P.S. In this fanfic, (Y/N) has two moms, which will be referred to as mama and mom, cuz I just felt like it.) (Also, they will appear in the next request too, so be prepared to see them again)

Also, sorry for not writing in a few weeks, I've been going through a long depressive episode lately, but now I've got the motivation to write again

(TW: None!)

Word count: 1,364 words

Beauty and the beast (Mischa Bachinski x Popular!fem!reader fluff)

(𝓨/𝓝)'𝓼 𝓟𝓞𝓥

"The most loved girl in town" has been a Title that I've worn like a badge for most of my life. Ever since I was younger, I knew three things:

"Be friendly to others because you don't know what they're going through, be smart so that you can one day help others live a better life, and last but not least, be happy for making others happy"

At least, that's what my parents always told me, and I obeyed them. These rules have been actually helpful for me. Thanks to them, I am now known by everyone in town as being "The most loved girl in town", thanks to my personality.

I always help others when in need, and thanks to that, I've made a lot of friends. Yes, some of them have been fake to me, but I still have forgiven them.

I am also one of the best students in school. I've never got any grade below 79%, and I am also in every club in St. Cassian high school, including the school choir.

Speaking about the school choir, I am friends with a lot of people, even with my rival, Ocean. We don't hate each other, but we are indeed rivals in every class. After we get the scores on one of our tests, the one who has the lower grade needs to buy Taco Bell from my friend, Noel, and pay with the "loser"'s money.

Even if I have a lot of friends in school, I am not friends with one boy, who's name is Mischa Bachinski. To be honest, I would like to be friends with him, but I don't think he would want to be friends with me, a goodie two shoes.

I should probably try to become friends with him. Everyone has a good soul. There's no such thing as bad people. Mischa is just misunderstood, that's the problem, and I would like to try to break him out of his shell formed of anger.

The next morning, after I woke up, I decided to make a little bracelet for Mischa, since I want to start a friendship with him, and there's no better way than to make a friendship bracelet.

I spent a few minutes making the bracelet, which also included his name, and I felt very proud of myself, yet I was still kind of scared that he might reject my friendship bracelet.

After I was done making it, I put it on my wrist, and then took my backpack, and went downstairs to eat together with my moms.

As I was walking downstairs, I observed the decoration around the house. There were seventeen pictures of me, going from up to down. The first picture was a picture of myself when I was one, and the seventeenth one was of me in the present. I'm not exaggerating one bit when I tell you that my moms are very proud of me. They always brag with pride about how smart I am to everyone they meet. Most parents even beg me to be friends with their kids, so that they can learn to be "better". Of course, I befriended their kids, but I never tried to change them. Everyone is perfect in their own way.

"Goodmorning, (Y/N)! How was your sleep?" Asked my mama. I looked at her and I smiled, as my other mom was making breakfast for us.

"It was wonderful!" I said as my mom gave me an omelet.

"Well, we're glad that you slept well!" Mom said as she sat next to mama and me.

I began eating as if there were no tomorrow, and then got off my seat and waved at my moms.

"Wait, (Y/N)!" Mama said as she walked to me, and pulled my sleeve up, to show the bracelet that I was planning to give to Mischa.

"Young lady. Who is this "Mischa"?" She asked as she smirked. I blushed a little.

"Oh, he's a boy in choir, and I want to become friends with him, so I made him this bracelet," I said, and both mama and mom smiled at each other.

"That's good, honey! Hope we can meet him one day!" Said mom, as both she and mama waved at me.

I waved back and then headed off to school.

I have gotten to the choir and looked around for Mischa. he was indeed here, but he was sitting on his phone.

I walked up to him.

"Hello, Mischa!" I waved at him. He looked at me surprised.

"Wait, you remembered my name?" He asked. I nodded. "What do you want from me?"

"Well, I would like to become friends with you, only if you don't mind!" I said, and I took the bracelet off my wrist and showed it to him.

he looked in awe at the bracelet and extended his hand to take it. He took it so gently, it was as if he never got any gifts from anyone.

"Wow..." He said, and then looked at me. "You really had time to make a gift...for me?"

I nodded. He looked even more in astonishment at the bracelet. He looked like he wanted to cry, but he hid it behind the facade of someone with a "cool guy" persona. "Thank you, druh!" He smiled at me.

"Sorry if I seem rude, but what does "druh" mean?" I asked with a confused smile. He started chuckling. "Druh means friend in ukrainian." He said, still looking at the bracelet.

"Wait, you see me as a friend?" I asked once again. He smiled again.

"Of course! No one here ever gave me a gift, and you are the only one who gave me something even if we don't know each other very well."

He explained. My eyes sparkled. Then he added with a slight blush, "Thanks." I smiled brightly at him, and we continued chatting until class started. I just know that this will start a beautiful friendship.

I'll never forget the day when I befriended Mischa. Since then, we've been like two peas in a pod, rarely separated. Even though I've only been friends with Mischa for a few weeks, I consider him one of my closest friends.

After school, Mischa waited for me outside, and we decided to walk home together. He held my arm, and it felt so nice…but also weird. It was like a tingle running through my body, and my heart started beating fast.

We talked more and more, while slowly getting closer and closer to each other. I could feel a lump form in my throat. Why was I reacting like this? Maybe it's because I had never felt this before. Was this normal? Or was I overreacting? I couldn't tell. Our arms were touching, which was weird. I didn't like being touched by strangers, and Mischa was definitely not the type of person whom I would willingly touch. However, I enjoyed holding hands with Mischa. We arrived at Mischa's house. "See you at school, (Y/N)" Mischa said with a saddened expression as he wanted to enter his house. I stopped him, which made him look back at me "Hey, Mischa," I began, "I actually wanted to ask you something…" "Yeah?" He replied, sounding slightly nervous. "I…I…really like you! I blurted out. His face changed completely, and he looked shocked. He looked at me for a moment. "Why?" He asked. "Well, I guess I don't know! I just found out today that I have a crush on you, and then I couldn't stop thinking about you!" Misha began laughing. "Well, (Y/N), I like you too." He said, smiling. "Really?!?" I asked as I wasn't sure if I heard correctly. But then, it happened: he hugged me. A hug from Mischa Bachinski. "Yes, (Y/N), I really like you too." He said as he broke the hug. We stared into each other's eyes and smiled shyly. This relationship will truly begin like any cheesy romantic comedy.

𝑅𝑒𝒷𝓁𝑜𝑔 >> 𝐿𝒾𝓀𝑒 (𝒩𝑜𝓉 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝒸𝒾𝓃𝑔, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝐼 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝓃𝑒𝑒𝒹 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇𝓈)

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May I request a Mischa Bachinski x reader where the reader is subtlety flirting with him and one of the members of the choir helps him realize that he’s in love with the reader. Thanks 😊

Oooooh, that sounds very adorable! Here's your order of a Mischa Bachinski x reader one shot where (Y/N) subtly flirts with Mischa and Mischa doesn't admit to his feelings, until the choir helps him admit it! (Btw I wrote this at school on my phone so it's not the best quality of writing, but it's honest work)

Have a good day/night anon <3(and also to the person reading this :D)

(Tw: None!)

word count: 1,189 words

I won't say I'm in love (Mischa Bachinski x gn!reader fluff)

𝓜𝓲𝓼𝓬𝓱𝓪'𝓼 𝓟𝓞𝓥

"You're very handsome today, Mischa!" I looked at (Y/N) who just complimented me while we were doing our algebra homework at the school library. I grinned at them.

"Thanks bro!" I said, making a fist out of my hand so that we can fist bump. Me and (Y/N) have been homies since I first came to Canada. They helped me with my YouTube channel, they help me feel better after my parents act like I don't exist, and they help me with my homework when I don't understand, just like right now.

As I was waiting for my fist bump, I saw (Y/N) looking sad. What is wrong? Do they not understand this exercise. But they are way smarter at me when it comes to math, especially at algebra. I can try helping them with this exercise, since its easy.

"Hey bro, do you need help?" I asked. They looked at me and then their cheeks became warmer. Are they ill? I put my hand on their forehead, and their cheeks became even more warmer, but their forehead remained cold.

"You have very smooth yet strong hands." They smirked at me.

"Oh you're not sick. That's good!" I said as I got back to writing. I heard them sigh for some reason, but when I looked at them, they were writing., with a bored expression. They are probably not feeling well. We should really go to the pharmacy after school.

We were writing some more, and helping eachother.

As we were writing, (Y/N) put a hand on my hand, and looked at me in the eyes.

"Mischa I really have to take something out of my chest...I-" "Mr/Ms/Mx (L/N), Mr Lewis wants to talk to you about the upcoming math contest." I saw a teacher come to get (Y/N), so that our math teacher, Mr Lewis, can prepare them for the contest. I saw (Y/N) have an angry expression.

"Ugh, killjoy...I'm coming!" (Y/N) muttered the first part so that no one could hear them. Before they left, they ruffled my hair and ran to the teacher. My cheeks became warmer. What is this feeling? Am I also sick?

"Mischa, I didn't think you would be here out of all places." I suddenly got out of my thoughts as someone spoke from behind me. It was the ginger from the choir, Ocean, together with Noel, Constance, the new girl...I believe Penny was her name, and Ricky.

"Why is your face that red. You look redder than Ocean's hair" Noel giggled for some reason, and Ocean started glaring at him. "OH I'M JUST...sweaty?" I laughed nervously trying to hide my face.

Ricky sat next to me and started writing in his notebook. "He's lying" was written on the paper.

"Mischa, did you see a girl...or boy...or somebody that made you blush?" Asked Constance, looking nervously at the ground.

"Ooooohhhh, the angriest boy in town has a little crush on somebody," Noel said before putting his hand to his mouth. "Wonder who is the lucky fella" He giggled like a girl.

"With who were you hanging out today? Maybe they are the reason why he's blushing." The new girl said in a quiet voice.

"Good idea, Penelope!" Said Ocean. The new girl gave an awkward laugh before saying: "My name is Penny, not Penelope..."

"Oh, I'm so sorry Penny! I keep forgetting since you're so new here!" Ocean said with sadness in her voice before looking at me and giving me a devilish smirk.

"So...Who did you hang out with, Mischa?" Asked Ocean.

"You aren't a cop! You can't ask me these stupid questions." I said as I covered my face with a book.

"C'mon, Mishka! Would you please tell me who you hung out with to little ol' me?" Noel asked as he sat next to me and put his finger on his cheeks, which created dimples, and gave me puppy eyes.

"Ok, fine! I hung out with (Y/N) since they're my homie." I responded. Both Ocean and Noel said "Ooohhh!" As they were flapping their hands. Why did they react like that?

"Seems like somebody's in love!" Laughed Constance. What are they talking about? (Y/N) is my bro, my homie, my dawg, my bestie, my everything...WHAT AM I EVEN SAYING, THEY ARE ONLY MY FRIEND.

"Pft, nah. It's not like I think of them every second." I laughed awkwardly.

"C'mon Mischa, just admit it, you like (Y/N) more than a friend," Noel said, looking bored of everything I say.

"BUT I DON'T! Like yeah, they're smart, sweet...handsome/pretty.........Oh god, I think I'm really in love!" I said in shock.

"HURRAY HE ADMITTED!" Wrote Ricky in the notebook, with a grin on his face.

"Go get 'em, champ!" Said Noel as he and Ocean pushed me out the door.

"HEY, I FORGOT MY PHONE!" I yelled as I was trying to get inside the school library, but I couldn't.

"Nuh-huh! Not until you admit your feelings for them!" Giggled Ocean together with Noel.

"BUT WHAT IF THEY DON'T ACCEPT MY LOVE?" I asked.

"They will! Didn't you see what lovey Dovey puppy dog eyes they give you every time we are at choir practice? They'll 100% accept your love!" Said Noel.

As I had nothing else to do, I decided to search for them.

(𝓨/𝓝)'𝓼 𝓟𝓞𝓥

"Goodbye, Mr/Ms/Mx (L/N)! See you next Wednesday at the math contest!" Said Mr. Lewis and I waved back.

I was ready for the upcoming math contest, yet I'm still nervous. Not because of the math contest, but because I have to admit my feelings to Mischa at some point...

Speaking about Mischa, he came running toward me and hugged me, while flinging me through the air.

Wait, what is happening????

He put me back down, and got on one knee, and took off his cap.

"My dear (Y/N). I have finally got back to my senses, which have told me that you are the one for me. You were always there for me, through my ups and downs. When I look into your eyes, I don't see the boy I am, but the man I have to become to be with you. I'll love you for all of eternity, but only if you accept, and even if you don't accept, I'll still love you. Now, will you accept my simple declaration of love for you?" He said, holding my hand.

I was on the verge of tears, and got on my knee, and hugged him. "YES!YEYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYEYES!" I kept repeating the word "Yes" until I started crying. He hugged me back, and started crying too.

𝓞𝓬𝓮𝓪𝓷'𝓼 𝓟𝓞𝓥

"I was right! They really are in love with each other!" I said and smirked at Noel.

He rolled his eyes while groaning, and gave me 5 dollars. "Well played Satan,. well played!"

THE END

𝑅𝑒𝒷𝓁𝑜𝑔 >> 𝐿𝒾𝓀𝑒 (𝒩𝑜𝓉 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝒸𝒾𝓃𝑔, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝐼 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝓃𝑒𝑒𝒹 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇𝓈)

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Could you Mischa meeting the readers parents.

Ps. All of your work has been awesome ❤️

Aww thx for complimenting my works! It really makes me happy that there are people who like my works.

Here's your order of Mischa Bachinski meeting the readers parents (I will implement (Y/N)'s two moms from my last oneshot because why not)

Also thank you guys for 50+ followers. Ily all very much!

(Tw: none!)

Word count: 1,081 words

An awkward dinner (feat: my parents) (MISCHA BACHINSKI X GN! READER)

(𝓨/𝓝)'𝓼 𝓟𝓞𝓥

Today was the day when I'll die from embarrassment. You might wonder "why (Y/N)? What's gonna happen today?" And the simple answer is that today my boyfriend is gonna meet my moms.

Mischa and I haven't been dating for long, but ever since we've started dating, my moms have been eager to meet him.

I told Mischa that my moms wanted to meet him, and he's been curious himself about who they are, and that's how today we're gonna have dinner together (together with my moms)

Right now, I was waiting by the door, fidgeting with my hands. It had been almost half an hour since the text from mischa had said that he was on his way. I knew he wouldn’t be late but I wasn't exactly sure what to do until he arrived. After all, it’s not everyday you invite your boyfriend to meet your parents.

I waited, and waited some more, feeling like minutes were taking hours, and seconds were taking years. While I was panicking on the inside, I heard my doorbell ring. It must be Mischa

I slowly opened the door to reveal him, with a bouquet of flowers. it was pretty cheesy, to be honest, but I was still excited about the gift.

"Hey, (Y/N), I just bought some flowers for you and your moms cuz my parents didn't give me enough money to buy you something better. Hope you three like them!" Mischa said.

I smiled brightly at him, happy that he thought of even buying for me and my parents something. "You really are the sweetest, Misch-Misch!" I said as I kissed his cheek, and he started giggling a little in a very silly yet adorable way.

"Oh, (Y/N)!" I heard a voice call and I turned around and saw my mom walk through the door, holding a batch of chocolate chip cookies on a pan. She looked at Mischa and smiled at him. "Hello sweetie! You must be Mischa, right? (Y/N) has already told us stories about you!" She said, being as nice and welcoming toward Mischa as she could. She took him by the shoulder and walked to the kitchen, dragging Mischa behind and me walking next to them. It was honestly really funny seeing Mischa, who is very and I mean VERY tall, being dragged by such a short woman.

Once we entered the kitchen, we were greeted by my mama, who was sitting at the table and looking at us with a smile.

"Hey, you must be Mischa, right? My son/daughter/child has told us a lot about you!" She greeted him, shaking his hand, before ruffling his hair. Mischa chuckled at the gesture.

"Oh! We need to introduce ourselves first!" Mama said, looking at mom before smiling at each other. "My name is Aadhira, and this is my wife, Soleil !" She introduced herself and mom to Mischa, as they began shaking hands. Mischa seemed really happy to meet my parents.

"It is a pleasure meeting you two, Mrs. Aadhira and Mrs. Soleil!" Mischa said. I smiled that until now, nothing embarrassing has happened.

"Oh, Mischa! Would you like seeing some pictures of (Y/N) when they were younger?" My mom asked. Oh boy, why must I have the worst luck ever? I looked at Mischa, silently begging him to say no.

"Umm...Sure!" He said. I mentally facepalmed, feeling my cheeks getting warmer. Why must everything bad happen to me?

My cheeks became even warmer when I saw my mama bring the "big ol' book of memories", as she would call it. Mischa looked quite curious to look through the images of me as a baby.

Mama put the book on her lap and herself in the middle of the couch, as everyone put themselves next to her. She opened the book and showed the first image. The first image was made an hour after I was born.

"This is (Y/N) when they were born! Weren't they adorable?" Mom asked Mischa, to which Mischa nodded, looking eager to look at more baby pics of me.

We spent minutes looking at pictures of me, like when I was watching my very first Disney movie, when I listened to The Beatles for the first time, First day of elementary school, and many more.

I was silently begging mama to close that book, but she couldn't hear my silent plea.

"And this is the Alice in Wonderland play that (Y/N) participated in. They played the Mad Hatter!" My mama said enthusiastically, before she looked at me. "(Y/N), honey, are you ok?" She asked, concerned, looking into my eyes. I gave her the most innocent smile I could muster and replied, "Of course! Why wouldn't I be?!" "Honey, we know when you lie. Is everything alright?" My mom asked while rubbing circles on my back. Oh, how I wished she'd stop doing that!

"Yeah, I'm alright..." I said before I could feel tears well up in my eyes. "Dear, please don't cry!" Mama said as I burst into tears.

"Sorry, but I don't want you to embarrass me in front of my boyfriend!" I said hiccuping.

Both my moms looked at me with sad expressions, as Mischa walked up to me and hugged me. I hugged back, and my moms joined in. We all had a group hug, and I began crying more.

"We're so sorry honey! We didn't mean to embarrass you! We just want to talk about your accomplishments, since we're so proud of you!" Mom said.

"Huh?" I hiccuped.

"You heard them. They are proud of you, and so am I! I'm very sorry for looking through your childhood photos, but it makes me happy when I see pictures of people I'm close to, no matter what age they were when the photo was taken." Mischa said, and I gave him a melancholic smile I truly don't deserve him. He's too sweet for this world.

The rest of the evening was spent with us watching movies and playing family games like "Uno" and "Guess who?". We stopped looking at my baby photos since my parents finally understood that I was not comfortable with those pictures. I'm truly happy to have these amazing parents and a fantastic boyfriend as a cherry on top. I could never ask for more!

𝑅𝑒𝒷𝓁𝑜𝑔 >> 𝐿𝒾𝓀𝑒 (𝒩𝑜𝓉 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝒸𝒾𝓃𝑔, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝐼 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝓃𝑒𝑒𝒹 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇𝓈)

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Could you do a Mischa Bachinski x Gn reader having to do with them picking out Halloween costumes????

Of course! Halloween might be over, but I will still write this since it sounds cute! The fanfic didn't come out really amazing, so sorry about that. I also wrote from the perspective of (Y/N), because why not.

Anyways, hope you're having a wonderful day/night anon!

(TW: none!)

word count: 1088 words

Spooky month! (MISCHA BACHINSKI X READER HALLOWEEN ONESHOT)

(𝓨/𝓝)'𝓢 𝓟𝓞𝓥

It was Halloween, one of my favorite holidays of all time. The time of year when you see people carving jack-o'-lanterns, kids trick-or-treating for candy, and most obviously, making or choosing a costume to wear.

I am no longer a child, so I can't go trick or treating without getting weird glares from those snobby old people, so what better thing to do than dressing up as either a monster or a movie character, and scaring random children walking by!

That sounds like a fun idea! I should invite someone to also dress up as something, and then we can scare little kids! My genius is sometimes terrifying, I have to admit.

I got out of bed and walked around my room, trying to think of who I should call. My phone began ringing its annoying tune, and so I picked it up, to see who was calling me. I smiled as I saw that the person who was calling me was none other than my boyfriend, Mischa.

We first started dating a few months ago, when he revealed his feelings for me on a youtube comment section. Many people probably saw it, but I don't mind.

Surprisingly, he lived in the same town as me, which made it a hundred times better, and I even transferred to the same school as him and joined the choir, so that I can talk to him more.

I answered and I got so overjoyed when I heard his voice. "Wassup babycakes! I know there's this holiday that you Americans and Canadians celebrate called Halloween, and I wanted to spend this Halloween with you if you don't mind!" I can imagine him blushing from the other side of the screen, and I began smiling.

"Of course, my mishka! I would love to spend my Halloween with you!" I responded in excitement. "We should totally dress up as characters from horror movies!"

"OH HELL YEAH!" He yelled loudly, and I heard a door opening and a voice saying lowly "Quiet!" to Mischa. Mischa muttered a small "Sorry", before the other voice slammed the door.

I felt sorry for Mischa. He told me the story about how he had to leave his mother and move here to Uranium, only to be shunned by his new parents. If only I could help him move out of that hellhole, I would.

"Ignore that. Let's go meet at the thrift store so that we can get some costumes for really cheap." Mischa said. I tried smiling, but I was still upset at how his parents treated him.

"Okay then, Mischa. Let's meet later outside the thrift store, K?"

"Okay, babe! See you later!"

I finally arrived at the Thrift store. I was waiting nervously for my boyfriend to arrive. He finally arrived, and we both hugged each other.

"Yoooooo babycakes, how are you!" He asked as we did the secret handshake that we invented.

"I'm good, now that I'm with you. How 'bout you?" I asked. "I'm 'ight." He responded back

"Let's enter the thrift store so that we can find a costume," I said, and we both entered the thrift store.

Here we were met with a lot of clothes, antique objects, old toys, and many more. What caught our attention was the Halloween section of the thrift store. We basically ran to that section and began looking for costumes for us to wear.

"Oooh, Zombie student! What if one of the members of the choir turned into a zombie, they would surely wear something like this!" I said as I showed Mischa the costume, which was basically a ripped-up St. Cassian uniform with fake blood on it. It sure looked cheap and was probably made by someone from our school who tried to rebel against the school rules.

"Nah, it looks fake." He responded before he took out another costume, which was a flannel shirt and a wolf head. "Look, werewolf," Mischa said before he put the costume back and took out a ghost face costume, which he seemed to like.

"You would look great dressed up as Ghostface." He said. I blushed and smiled really goofily before I turned back to look for costumes.

"Oh my god! You should dress as Jigsaw!" I said as I took out a Jigsaw mask and outfit and showed it to Mischa. "I know that you really love Saw V, so I think this outfit would suit you!" I said as I gave him the outfit.

"You're a genius, (Y/N)!" He gave me a wide smile, and I smiled back. "Now we should find a costume for you." He said as he began looking for a costume for me.

"Do you wanna dress as Michael Myers?" He asked as he took out a Michael Myers costume.

"Hmm...I'm not really feeling it." I said as I began looking for a costume.

"Freddie Kruger...Nah...Chucky....Not feeling it...Ghost face...Probably...Samara Morgan...Probably not..." I kept looking for a costume, but couldn't find anything I wanted to dress up as.

"Hey, how about Jason?" Asked Mischa. I turned my head toward him and saw a Jason Voorhees costume, completed with the mask.

"Mischa, you really have good taste in everything" I responded as I took the outfit, and hugged him. "We should go dress up now!"

After buying the costumes, and going to my house so that we can dress up, we spent most of the night scaring children who were going trick-or-treating, buying candy, going to Taco Bell to scare Noel (which actually worked), and eating tacos outside the mall together with Noel who took a break from work to hang out with us, while watching final destination on a portable DVD player.

"You know Mischa, this Halloween was the most amazing day of my life. But you know what else is amazing?" I smirked at Mischa.

"What else is amazing?" He asked.

"You are, silly!" I laughed, almost choking on my taco, but noel smacked my back so that I could stop choking, which surprisingly worked. Mischa was blushing a lot, and I was laughing at how much he was blushing

"I might be the most romantic boy in town, but your relationship is too syrupy for me," Noel declared.

And that's how I spent my Halloween with my boyfriend.

THE END

𝑅𝑒𝒷𝓁𝑜𝑔 >> 𝐿𝒾𝓀𝑒 (𝒩𝑜𝓉 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝒸𝒾𝓃𝑔, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝐼 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝓃𝑒𝑒𝒹 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇𝓈)

[jardin-de-limaginaire]

Hello! Idk if you’re requests are open but if they are would you be able to write Jane doe/penny lamb x gn or transmasc reader?? Kinda like before the accident reader and Jane hang out in the bus together then do their own things around the fair like wining eachother gifts or going on couple/duo rides?

My requests are always open! Of course, I'll write that scenario. For all my Mischa lovers, I'm sorry for not feeding you any Mischa content, I promise after this request that I'll post more Mischa content soon!

Anyways, here's your order of Jane Doe/Penny lamb where she goes in the tunnel of love and wins gifts together with her boyfriend, (Y/N). (I'll make (Y/N) transmasc as the request suggested)

We're also almost at 100 followers, and I'm literally so happy. I started taking writing requests on this blog with 10 followers, and I'm already almost at 100! Idk how to thank you guys enough for this! Also, happy new year!

(Tw: none!)

Word count: 972 words

The tunnel of love (Jane Doe/ Penny Lamb x transmasc!reader)

(𝓨/𝓝)'𝓼 𝓟𝓞𝓥

Today was a very exciting day for me. You might wonder why, and the answer is really simple yet a little childish. Today I'm going to a fair together with my choir buddies and my girlfriend, Penny, from the request of Father Marcus.

I was trying to keep my excitement very hard, but it was still very obvious that I was enthusiastic about this event. Ever since I was younger, I've always been excited to go to Fairs, Carnivals, Circuses, you name it. I used to beg my parents to take me to them right before the grand opening. I mean, who wouldn't be excited to go to a special event, especially if you lived in a small town like I lived in.

"Hey, (Y/N)? What are you thinking about?" Asked my girlfriend, Penny. She was the first person that I came out to as being trans, and she made me feel the happiest when she gladly accepted me. I smiled at her, feeling joyous about the fair.

"I'm just really happy that we're going to the fair! Aren't you excited too?" I asked her.

She nodded, with a smile on her face. "Of course I am! Who wouldn't be when you can have fun together with your partner and friends?"

"Yeah! You're right!" I laughed as "Angeleyes" by ABBA was playing in the background. We all began singing, except for Penny. I looked at her confused, but she just smiled at me.

Once we arrived, I was in awe. Unlike the last years, the fair was bigger and looked like it was full of people of different ages and sizes.

"So kids, I'll let you all ride whichever rides you want. Be sure to come back here before 06:30 PM, when we have to go back to the school building!" Father Marcus said.

"Yes sir!" We all exclaimed at him as we went different ways. Father Marcus smiled at us, before going to a hotdog stand that was near the entrance. I took Penny's hand, and we began looking for something fun that we can do.

"So, what do you want to do first?" Asked Penny, as I took a map of the fair to look at the rides that we can ride. My eyes immediately landed on "The cyclone" ride, the gem of Uranium's fair. People even came from all over the world, just to ride "The Cyclone". I never went on it, but I and my friends made a plan that we'll go on it last.

"Hm...How about we first go to..." I looked to see what kind of ride or place we could go to. I looked to my right and saw a winning prize game with pokemon plushies. Eureka!

"How about we go to the pokemon prize game? I can get you a plush if you want!" I suggested. Penny smiled and nodded.

"Yeah, We can get matching plushies!" She giggled. I took her hand, and we walked to the pokemon prize game, which was a bust-a-balloon game. The man at the stand gave us 5 darts, and we had to aim at the balloons so that we can get a prize.

Penny used 2 darts, and I used 3 darts. She surprisingly popped 2, meanwhile, I also popped 2.

We were both given two matching Shaymin plushies, and we smiled at each other.

"What should we name them..." Asked Penny as we were walking to the cotton candy stand.

"How about...Hmm..." I began looking at the stands so that I can get an idea. My eyes landed on a popcorn stand and a nachos stand. "How about Nachos and Popcorn?" I laughed.

"Haha! That's a funny idea! Fine then, Nachos and Popcorn will be their names." Responded Penny, hugging Nachos.

"Ooh! Wanna go to the tunnel of love?" I wiggled my brows as a joke as I pointed at the tunnel of love ride.

"Actually, that sounds fun!" Giggled Penny. "Let's go!" She said as she took my hand and we ran to the tunnel of love.

Once we got there, we paid the two people at the stand, and we got in a boat. The place looked like those tunnels of love that you'd see in cartoons. The tunnel was heart-shaped, and there were statues of iconic couples from history, like Romeo and Juliette, Aphrodite and Ares, and many more. It made me giggle a little from how funny the decorations were. They were all pink and tacky, but it made the place have a personality.

The only thing that seemed off was the "Keep your hands inside the boat" that was very big and bold. Ok then, Mr. Obvious, I'll keep my hands inside the boat.

"This was a bad idea-WOAH!" I yelled as the ride began working. At first, the tunnel looked dark, but there were animatronics there to bring the mood, but which made it actually look more hilarious than romantic.

After what seemed like an eternity, we finally exited the ride. Instead of kissing or anything, we both were laughing at the decorations there.

"Thank you (Y/N)! I wouldn't have had a fun time if it wasn't for you!" Said Penny as she gave me a small peck on the lips. I blushed a little, and she began giggling.

"Oh, it's almost time when we need to go on the Cyclone like we promised to the rest of the group!" I panicked as I took my flip phone out and looked at the time. "Tag, you're it!" Laughed Penny.

"Hey!" I began laughing as I began chasing her. This day surely was the best one yet, even if we're just getting to the best part.

𝑅𝑒𝒷𝓁𝑜𝑔 >> 𝐿𝒾𝓀𝑒 (𝒩𝑜𝓉 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝒸𝒾𝓃𝑔, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝐼 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝓃𝑒𝑒𝒹 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇𝓈)

[jardin-de-limaginaire]

can you do a platonic noel x reader? any scenario you wish to write would be heavily appreciated <3 thank u!

Of course! Noel is actually my favorite character from RTC (along with Ricky) So this will be fun to write! Sorry if this didn't come out how you wanted, but I literally came up with the idea for this scenario in like 1 minute, so the idea isn't really that developed, and the story turned out kind of cheesy （◞‸◟）

Thanks to your request, here's your order of a scenario I came up with! The scenario is about how (Y/N) and Noel are both in a group project at school, and are assigned to write a story together. This was an excellent way for Noel to introduce (Y/N) to his very own original character, Monique Gibeau.

Also, sorry for not writing in almost a week! I was busy with school, but now I'm free to write because It's a winter vacation (for me at least)!

By the time I'm posting this, it will be Christmas eve, so for anybody that celebrates it, please take this as a present (also for people who don't celebrate it, since you guys also deserve a present from me)

(Tw: mentions of stabbing in (Y/N) and Noel's story that they were making)

Word count: 1,007 words

Monique Gibeau's happy ending (PLATONIC NOEL+Gn!READER)

(𝓨/𝓝)'𝓼 𝓟𝓞𝓥

I was tapping my pencil against the desk as I was listening to the teacher talk about something. I wasn't really paying attention since this was the last period of school, so the only words I heard were "blah blah blah, Mr/Miss/Mx. (L/N) and Mr. Gruber, blah blah blah". Yeah, it was pretty boring to be hones- WAIT DID THE TEACHER MENTION MY NAME? AND ON TOP OF THAT, NOEL'S????

I looked at my friend Noel, who was sitting next to the person that was sitting behind me, and he also had the same shocked expression. as me.

He mouthed "what do we do?" And I just shrugged and put my head on my desk as an answer. The bell finally rang and the bell signaled the end of the day. We all got up from our seats and I walked to Noel since I think that we got assigned some kind of project.

"So...We're assigned to do a story, right?" I asked. Noel sighed and nodded, before he got his backpack and walked away, together with me.

"Yeah…and by we, you mean you and I," he whispered, trying to not bring attention to us as we were both walking out of school. "Oh…" I said, trying not to let my voice sound disappointed. He smiled. "Well, at least we'll have each other as a partner! That has to be better than going alone!" He laughed. I chuckled. "Yeah…" I said again before we went outside. It was still snowing and the ground looked like glass under my feet. I grabbed Noel's hand and pulled him towards the coffee shop where our classmates would skip class to go. I'm sure most of them wouldn't be there since they already went home or to their clubs, but I wanted to make sure we'd get something to eat before going to his house to work on the project. When we came in, it was actually fairly empty. There were maybe 5 people in total, excluding the two of us, which made things a lot easier, and we found a small table by the window so we could sit and eat without being bothered. Noel sat down first and then patted the chair next to him. I sat down and took off my coat before Noel took out his Chromebook that we had to carry at school every day.

"How about we start writing the project here so that we can have time to only edit it when we go to my house," Noel suggested. "Sure, sounds good!" I said. "Do we have a certain theme we need to follow for this project?" I asked. "Uh, yeah. A love story!" Noel said, looking kind of excited "Ooohhhh…" I smiled, thinking about what kind of story this could be. "Do you have any ideas about what characters we should write about?" I asked. "Umm, well…I've been meaning to ask you if I could tell you something personal." He said sheepishly. "Oh! Uh, sure! Only if you feel comfortable with it!" I replied, getting excited.

"Okay so…uhm…" He began, clearly not wanting to say whatever he wanted to say, but I could tell it was important. "Well, it's sorta embarrassing to say…" He muttered. "Tell me! I promise I won't laugh!" I reassured him. "Okay…um…" He started again. "It's kinda embarrassing, but…" he looked back into my eyes "but I thought you might understand." "Understand what?" I asked. He bit his lip. "That I created this character named Monique Gibeau as an alter ego of mine…" he mumbled again. "She was always one of my favorite characters ever because she's so independent and brave, but she's always faced with a bad ending…" He added quietly. I felt sorry for him.

"How about we write a happy ending for her in this story we're creating?" I asked, giving him a melancholic smile. He looked slightly surprised. "A happy ending?! Are you serious?!" He looked at me with big eyes. I giggled. "Of course! What kind of hero doesn't want a happy ending?" I said jokingly. "Plus, this story is based on your favorite character, so why not give the whole thing a try?" I tried to encourage him. "I'm not really a fan of happy endings, but sure, let's try I guess…" he said. He seemed to think for a minute, then he got excited.

"Alright, so how about we start with a plotline for this?" He asked, pulling up his notes. "So basically Monique is a hooker from post-war France, and one day she kills her pimp. After getting away with murder, she falls in love with someone who doesn't love her, and-" "Woah Noel! That's a novel-worthy plot you gave there!" I interrupted with a twinkle in my eyes. "But we do need to write a love story with a happy ending!" I continued

"Well, Monique loves this guy called Marcel, and he loves her too, although he's afraid that if he tells Monique that he wants her love, she'll laugh at him. Then she decides to meet him after her shift ends, and she gets stabbed in the back by Marcel. She then wakes up in the house of a nurse named…" he trailed off as he looked over a few pages. He turned around and smiled at me. "I got it! The nurse's name is Elisa, and Monique finally feels true love when she gets to know Elisa. Done, that's the happy ending that you so wanted." Noel said, trying to look bored, but underneath that bored facade, you could see that he actually had fun making that story. I smiled at him. "You really are a creative genius! Let's start writing now." I said, drinking my coffee. He grinned and he began writing. I can't wait to finish this story that Noel came up with within 1 minute.

𝑅𝑒𝒷𝓁𝑜𝑔 >> 𝐿𝒾𝓀𝑒 (𝒩𝑜𝓉 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝒸𝒾𝓃𝑔, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝐼 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝓃𝑒𝑒𝒹 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇𝓈)

[jardin-de-limaginaire]

OKAY IVE NEVER REQUESTED BEFORE SO IM SCARED BUT I REALLY LIKE YOUR WORK AND IM JUST WONDWRING IF YOU COULD WRITE A RICKY X FEM! READER WHERE THEY ARE LIKE STARGAZING TOGETHER OR SOMETHING?

OK, I'M BACK FROM THE DEAD! Sorry for not posting in such a long time, but life has been going downhill for me lately, and I just feel so unmotivated, so I'm very sorry for making you wait such a long time! My mom has gotten an operation to get rid of a cyst out of her vocal cords, and she's mute for some time, which has made me go through a very deep depression, and exams have made me go through it even deeper.

But now I'm a little better thanks to friends and family. I'm still very sorry for making you guys wait such a long time for me to write oneshots, but I promise that I'll try writing more!

Anyways, here's your order of a scenario Ricky stargazing together with (Y/N) <3

We also reached over 100 followers, which I still cannot believe! Thank you, guys, so much, I love you all very much!

Anyways, sorry for rambling, so here's the oneshot <3

(Tw: None!)

Rewrite the stars (Ricky x Fem!Reader)

(𝓨/𝓝)'𝓼 𝓟𝓞𝓥

My life was pretty boring until I met this boy named Ricky at school.

Ricky had always been fascinated by the stars. He would spend hours looking up at the night sky, marvelling at the beauty of the constellations and imagining what it would be like to explore the vast expanse of space.

Despite his love for stargazing, Ricky had always been a shy and introverted boy. He had developed a condition that made him unable to speak, and this had always made it difficult for him to make friends and connect with others.

But then, when we first met at choir practice, we immediately hit it off. I saw beyond his silence and understood the beauty and depth of his soul, and he understood mine too.

I'd never felt happier in my life until this boy came into it, and I'm thanking every star in the galaxy for making our meeting even become true.

Speaking about the galaxy, today is a very important and rare day for astronomical events. Today is the day when a solar eclipse occurs!

I and Ricky were very excited about this event, and so we made a plan to witness it: We were going to go to the top of Uranium's highest hill tonight and I might even confess my crush on him... That idea makes me blush.

As I stood on the hill, overlooking the vast expanse of the valley below, I couldn't help but feel my heart racing with excitement. The solar eclipse was about to begin, and I was standing here with the one person who had become so special to me over the past few months: Ricky Potts.

I glanced over at Ricky, and I could see the excitement in his eyes. Despite his inability to speak, he had a way of communicating with me that was so pure and genuine. I felt like I could understand everything he was thinking and feeling, without him ever saying a word.

As we stood there, gazing up at the sky, I noticed how the air around us had grown cooler, and a sense of calm descended over the hill. I felt like we were the only two people in the world, lost in our own private universe.

I looked through the eclipse glasses that Ricky had brought along, and I gasped as I saw the sun slowly being obscured by the moon. The bright disc of the sun was being replaced by a dark circle, and it was as if the world had been plunged into twilight.

Ricky pointed up at the sky, and I followed his gaze to see the corona of the sun blazing around the dark circle. Even though he couldn't speak, I could sense his excitement and wonder, and it made me feel so happy to be there with him.

As the eclipse continued, we stood side by side, lost in our own thoughts and feelings. I couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for this moment, for being able to witness such a rare and beautiful event with someone who had become so important to me.

As the eclipse ended and the world slowly returned to its normal brightness, Ricky turned to me and smiled. I knew that even though he couldn't say the words, he was thanking me for sharing this experience with him.

"Hey Ricky...I have to admit something to you..." I said. Ricky looked confused. "I like you...And I mean like LIKE you! Wouldyoupleaseacceptmetobeyourgirlfriendprettyplease?" I said the last part faster than sonic the hedgehog could ever say, which made me blush even more.

Ricky started blushing and looking at the ground. Did I do something wrong? Before I could ask him, he signed for me to sit down next to him, and so I did.

At that moment, as I felt the whole universe revolving around us...we finally kissed.

At that moment, I felt like the luckiest person in the world, and I knew that no matter what the future held, this memory would stay with me forever.

𝑅𝑒𝒷𝓁𝑜𝑔 >> 𝐿𝒾𝓀𝑒 (𝒩𝑜𝓉 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝒸𝒾𝓃𝑔, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝐼 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝓃𝑒𝑒𝒹 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇𝓈)

[jardin-de-limaginaire]

Mischa x Gn reader where he has had a long day manly cause of his adoptive parents and the reader finds ways to calm him down by watching horror movies together, because those are there favorite movies.

Hi! Sorry for the late response! I've been really busy with school, but that idea is do cute!

Here's your order of a Mischa x reader where they go to a horror movie at the cinema after Mischa had a rough day at home, thanks to his adoptive parents. Sorry that it's so short! I didn't really have time to write in the past few days!

(Tw: none!)

word count: 369 words

A not so scary movie (Mischa Bachinski x gn!reader fluff)

(𝓨/𝓝)'𝓼 𝓟𝓞𝓥

"Bye guys!" I waved back at my friends from Choir, as everyone was leaving. As I was walking away, I saw Mischa, my boyfriend, walking with his hands in his pockets. He looked very gloomy, yet grumpy.

"Hey, mishka! Are you alright?" I asked as I walked up to him. He looked at me, and his eyes softened. He looked like he was about to cry.

"Oh, it's nothing zaychik. I just had a rough day that's all." He responded, not looking at me, as he fastened his pace. I quickened my pace too so that I can catch up to him.

"Bro! I know that you're upset with something, and I want to help you!" I said as I got next to him. He tried to not luck at me, but I caught his chin with my hand.

"Please just tell me! I don't like seeing you like this!" I said as I looked deep into his eyes.

"It's nothing really! I just fought with my parents, that's it! And I will have to stay outside the house for some time since they're both mad at me and have gone to work." he responded.

"Well, don't you have the house keys?" I asked. He shook his head. "Well that sucks. What do you usually do when your parents aren't home?"

"I just sit on a bench and play angry birds on my phone," Mischa said.

(QUICK A/N: keep in mind that the musical happens in 2009-2010, so obviously Mischa would play Angry birds.)

"That sounds kind of sad..." I said as I saw him look at the ground with a frown. "But hey! Let's go to the cinema to watch a horror movie! How 'bout that?"

I saw a smile form on his lips. I smiled back and then looked away for one second, only for Mischa to cup my cheeks, and immediately kiss my lips. I blushed but kissed him back.

"You really are a genius (Y/N)! Now let's go!" He said as he took my hand, and we ran to the cinema to watch a movie. I know I'll have a lot of fun today.

𝑅𝑒𝒷𝓁𝑜𝑔 >> 𝐿𝒾𝓀𝑒 (𝒩𝑜𝓉 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝒸𝒾𝓃𝑔, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝐼 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝓃𝑒𝑒𝒹 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇𝓈)

[jardin-de-limaginaire]

Idk if you do Noel but if you do can you do him x like a popular (maybe jock) male reader. And like it’s how they met and got together

Omg, this is such a cute idea! I take any character, don't worry, so you can request anything at any time! Sorry for writing this later than usual, I was once again really busy with school and my other fanfics

Anyways, here's your order of a scenario of how Noel met his boyfriend, (Y/N), who is a popular jock in their school.

We also only have a few more followers to get, and we'll have 100 followers! I still can't believe it! Thank you guys for following my journey in making oneshots, ily all <33

(Tw: None!)

The poet and the soldier (Noel x Jock!Male!Reader)

𝓝𝓸𝓮𝓵'𝓼 𝓟𝓞𝓥

I was walking down the hall, bored as hell. I had nothing better to do than to walk and daydream about the life I'd always wanted. Unfortunately for me, life rarely cooperates in such a manner.

As I was walking I bumped into someone, which caused me to fall on my ass. I looked up only to see a figure, wearing a letterman jacket with the school's initials. 'Oh great, it was one of the jocks!' I thought mentally.

I was about to pick my books up when another hand touched my books and began picking them up. It was still the jock.

"Ugh, what do you want, meathead?" I asked as I looked at him. He began smiling at me, showing his dimples.

"Oh, I'm just trying to help! Sorry for bumping into you." The jock said. His voice was so hypnotizing from how soft and velvety it sounded.

I shook my head. He is probably trying to make fun of me for not paying attention.

"Yeah, well thank you Mr.whateveryournameis, and goodbye!" I said as I left him there standing. He was honestly very cute, but I knew that there is no way that a boy, more or less a jock, would like me, since everyone here is straighter than a line and smooth-brained from how closed-minded they are.

As I walked back into the classroom, my mind was once again consumed with thoughts of the jock. Even though I told myself that I was going to ignore him, he seemed to have caught my gaze. With his stupid smirk that had dimples, his messy hair...those beautiful (e/c) eyes...Oh no, I think I'm in love with him!

After class, I started walking straight back home. I'll call in sick for choir lessons, and I'll just go back home and cry into my pillow about how much of an idiot I am! Like, why would I fall in love with a jock out of everyone! I was just destined to have my heart broken.

I always wanted to have an angsty love story, but this seems like way too much! There is no way that the Jock will ever fall in love with me! I'm just some random guy that he bumped into in the halls.

After I got back home, I got greeted by my mother. I sighed in sadness as I hugged her and walked back to my room, ready to cry my heart out.

As I got into my room, I threw my backpack in the corner, and flopped on my bed, as I began crying.

As I was crying, I got a notification on my computer. I walked to the computer and noticed that I got a message on Facebook. (a/n: keep in mind this happens in 2009)

"Hey there, Noel, right? It's me, the guy you bumped into today at school. You can call me (Y/N)! I found out that you were in the choir so I went there after classes ended to ask you a question, but I didn't find you. The Ukrainian boy gave me your Facebook so that we can talk. I just wanted to say that I find you, well...handsome, and I would like to go to the Blackwood cafe this weekend with you, but only if you want to! See you soon! ~Signed, (Y/N) from school"

My eyes widened, and my cheeks became redder than apples. He was also attracted to me? I can't believe it!

I started crying happy tears and I ran to my mom and told her everything. She looked so happy for me and even suggested inviting (Y/N) sometime to our house.

My future relationship with (Y/N) will surely blossom soon!

𝑅𝑒𝒷𝓁𝑜𝑔 >> 𝐿𝒾𝓀𝑒 (𝒩𝑜𝓉 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝒸𝒾𝓃𝑔, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝐼 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝓃𝑒𝑒𝒹 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇𝓈)

[jardin-de-limaginaire]

I'm returning to my roots of writing ghost and pals fanfic... (HELP ME). No but seriously, even if I'm not in the fandom anymore, I'm still gonna feed y'all like a divorced father on Christmas. Anyways prepare yourselves for this future fanfic, it's basically about Chris being a spooky urban legend in the town the reader lives in, and yada yada yada reader might become a ghost. They might get out alive, they might die, who knows.

Anyways like and follow for Ghost and pals fanfics and other shit. (I usually write very dark topics, but whatever)

Also, yes @astrocalypse I'm also writing an Adres fanfic rn for u cuz uhhh yeah

Please for the LOVE OF GOD GHOST AND PALS FANDOM, don't harass me again like you used to back when I had the user of "The Rizztortionist" on TikTok. I'm purely making these fanfics for fun. I'll delete the fanfics IF Ghost tells me to take them down. Thank you for understanding!

[jardin-de-limaginaire]

Hello guys. You might know me as that one RTC x reader fanfic writer. Well, sadly this isn’t an update about my RTC works, but something more serious. Please, if you have the time and money, sign this petition! If you don’t have the money to donate, then please at least spread the word! Thank you for understanding. #SaveRickyPotts! ~Icarus

[jardin-de-limaginaire]

I'm rewriting a distortionist retelling (with a platonic reader inserted cuz I'm mentally ill) which I wrote about a week ago (since I wasn't too pleased with it), AND I ALREADY HAVE ALMOST 14K WORDS. I LITERALLY STARTED REWRITING A FEW DAYS AGO (and keep in mind, I had an exam yesterday, and also began working on an RPG maker game that I'm working on with my friends), AND I'M ALREADY THIS FAR???? (this shows more proof that I'm mentally ill)

Also to the people who are waiting for me to post more RTC x reader content, I will today (probably), pookies

[jardin-de-limaginaire]

hey! i just wanted to check to see if you were up to doing a depression comfort scenario, nothing self harm related just like the general empty feeling. If not, that's completely understandable, please don't feel pressured, just thought it'd be better to ask before sending the request. Thank you! :)

Of course! I myself suffer with depression, so writing a scenario about a depressed reader or character is ok in my book. If you're also suffering from depression, please seek help. You are not alone in this world, and you are loved! At the end of a dark tunnel, there's always a rainbow. If anybody needs to vent, you can DM me here or on my discord Pittoo#1170

TL:DR: yes I am up to writing a depression angst scenario