#good classmate

[faeriekit]

#attempted murder for the ask game! 🌱

"...So I'm dead now," Danny ends his story, face in his hands.

"You were dead before this," Sam points out. She takes a bite out of her perfectly carved celery sticks.

"I know, but now I'm dead dead," Danny groans, earning a pat on the back from Tucker. "Like. Dash pushed me off a bridge. And sure, it was an accident, but come on! There's no way I could survive that if I wasn't...me! I can't, like, reappear after that! I should have been a goner!"

"I mean, it was probably an accident," Tucker adds encouragingly, continuing the patting. It's well meant but not helpful in the slightest. Danny groans.

"Congrats on faking your death by accident," Sam says through her celery. She offers Danny a celery stick in commiseration. He eats it, but it tastes like nothing. "Have any big plans?"

"I dunno. Die?"

"You did that already," Tucker and Sam point out.

Danny puts his face in his hands. "I... Did he even report me? Did he even report that he probably killed me? Like...to anyone?"

Tucker pulls out his newest PDA, Pollyanna. A few taps of the stylus. Some scrolling "...Nah, dude. No news, no cops. Legally, you're still alive."

And they sit there, in Sam's room, in silence, wondering how one of their classmates managed to mostly get away with murder.

"...Think he'll cry if you show up to school tomorrow like nothing happened?" Sam mutters, more out of spite than anything.

Everyone looks at each other.

"...Ten bucks," Tucker says.

"No bet. I do the scary eyes and he probably pisses his pants," Danny snorts.

"It's a deal," Sam decides. "All in on making Dash have a mental breakdown?"

Hands go in. One, two, three— Danny and Tucker whoop as their three hands go up, the two high-fiving as Sam holds in her cackle.

"Jazz is going to kill us," Danny snickers, almost guilty.

"After Dash killed you? Please. If anything, Jazz might fetch the Jack O' Nine Tails and kill him first."

[southern--downpour]

totally, 100% safe and normal public park :)

(had a class assignment to make a travel poster and decided it was actually a great excuse to turn in marble hornets fanart for a grade)

[corpsentry]

a glass sun 1/2

[filurig]

instructional booklet for basal and listless ceteceans feeling like looking for porpoise

[puppyeared]

id fumble him so bad

[umbrvx]

[ @orvwomenweek ] ljh + childhood || day 2

[komashkathesilly]

sensory hell on planet wonderland sekai

[decarbry]

growing pains

[cerealmonster15]

i want jamiazu + idikei to go on a double date so badly i think the vibes would be So Very Turbulent

[satoshy12]

My Classmate is a Toddler!

Danny, after using one of his new powers, has been transformed into a toddler. His parents, Jack and Maddie, believe that a ghost is responsible for this change. Jack is determined to find a way to reverse it, while Maddie enjoys having Danny back as a baby….. However, despite being a toddler, Danny continues to attend Casper High in Amity Park.

Surprisingly, not much has changed for Danny at school, even though he is now an adorable baby. Amity Park is weird that way, so the students and faculty seem to take Danny's transformation in stride. Danny was doing much better in school now too, sitting in the front helped him very much. Mr Lancer is very happy that the boy was so good in all of it. At least Dash stopped to bully him! A/N This will go 2 ways. 1 idea is just Danny Phantom AU 2 path is with DC comics. Few ideas

[allurilove]

Can I please have some: yan!classmate being ABSOLUTELY and UTTERLY embarrassed and a reader who wants to please him?

I imagine him being all "I.. Is a good size?" or covering his face or his bulge FISKGGSK dying

or ANYTHING about him please please he's so cute I would marry.

There’s been so many yandere classmates I can’t figure out which one people are talking about 😭 This is probs about the one that’s like super smart and a good role model?? Cause I got this ask around the time I uploaded that little drabble.

It was around 4 am and he was still up. He had invited you to his dorm for a study session, since his roommate was gone half of the time. It was always just the two of you in his messy but ‘structured’ room. His body had been pretty restless after drinking what must’ve been around five energy drinks, and you had forced him to lay down onto the bed after watching his leg bounce up and down.

“…sex? I know a lil’ bit about that…” your classmate turned friend shrugged, tossing his ball of crumpled up failed answers into the air. He caught it and then glanced over to you who was laying beside him, your faces a couple of inches apart. He gives you that same easygoing smile that you had officially trademarked him for, his eyes always darting to your lips for a brief second.

“Are you asking for advice or… was that a proposition?”

“Advice, I was asking for advice.”

Your friend smirked and looked away. “Shame.” he said, then he sat up to reach for another can of the energy drink.

“If I’m being totally honest, I just wing it. That’s how good I am.” he wiggled his brows.

You give him a lighthearted shove, and you roll your eyes. He then cracked open the can and took a long sip. “Was that your way of telling me you’re secretly a virgin?”

He gives you a look. “There’s nothin’ wrong with being a virgin,” his voice is somewhat slurring with the liquid in his mouth, “and I ain’t one.”

“Prove it.”

He choked on his drink, and his brows raised up to his hairline. He quickly swallowed, ready to shoot down any idea you had. “Prove what? How? I’m not a woman, I can’t show you my hymen or whatever-“

When you gesture towards his crotch, he loudly gasped and physically reeled himself away from you.

“Now you’re just fucking with me.” he blushed profusely, using both of his hands to cover his crotch from you. “If you must know, I don’t show my dick to just anyone. Pay up if you wanna see it.”

Your classmate gaped at the five dollar bill you fished out of your pockets. You promptly slapped it onto his bedside table and you stared at him expectantly. He then sighed, his shoulders sagging, and he slowly got up from his bed.

“First of all,” he pointed towards the money on the table, “that’s insulting. And second… it’s a little cold in here. Just don’t expect me to be super hung, alright? And I’m not gonna swing it around for you.”

His shaking fingers worked on his belt, and he bit his lip as he had to concentrate on calming his nerves once it fell down to the floor. He then unzipped his pants, pulling the jeans down enough to free himself. You could see that he wore dark navy boxers, and he’s practically smooth torso. He has prominent veins that travel downwards, and he slowly pulled out his cock.

It pretty much looked like your average flaccid dick. He cleared his throat, awkwardly scratching at his neck when you haven’t said anything for a while. “You know… I sort of expected you to at least try to stroke my ego a little.” he pouted, and his eyes were downcast.

“I didn’t think that you would actually do it!”

“You paid me!”

“Yeah, five bucks. Learn to raise your standards.”

“I usually have a much higher rate, but I’m giving you a discount.”

“How generous.”

You watched your friend shift his weight between his feet, and his fingers nervously fiddled with his shirt. His blush had traveled down his neck, and his member started to twitch a bit. You can see it raise, and it slightly curved to the right.

“Can I pull my pants up now?” he slightly whined, tensing up once he sees you approaching him.

“What does an extra five dollars give me?” you raise your brow, your voice filled with interest and your smile suggestively.

“Absolutely nothing!”

Allure: i honestly feel like you might’ve asked for yandere boyfriend? let me know, and i can write another one

[archfey-edda]

Apparently sometimes I get very tipsy at a party, get home, hit up a discord server, and get cheered into doodling star wars but fairies.

Bonus - jedi wing robes

[coern-art-very-cool-and-nice]

☀⏾

+alt shading colors I thought looked cool

[ryllen]

said wolf,

🐺

[ffcrazy15]

"Oh so when James Kirk refuses to believe in no-win scenarios it's 'changing the conditions of the test' and 'commendable original thinking,' but when I, Bradward Boimler, can't accept the possibility of failure and retake the Kobiyashi Maru sixteen times–"

[lowkeylokilee]

This community really needs a lesson in consent.

Tickling your friends who don't know about you liking tickling/having a blog and then going online posting about it or sending people asks about it is creepy as fuck.

If they cannot consent to you posting this you shouldn't be posting it or sending it to other blogs.

Imagine it was the other way around and they had a blog where they went in debt about how flustered they got when you hugged them. How it felt and how it made them feel and then a bunch of strangers online comment on it and encourage them to hug you more and tell them about it etc.

No matter what tickling is to you, you should be honest to friends about it if you post about them online. This is obviously not including you maybe telling a story from like 10 years ago.

I am talking about people who are baiting people into tickling them without letting them know what this really means to you.

Same goes for posts giving tipps on how to get people to tickle you without you telling them how much you like it. Like can you not realise how creepy that is?

Consent is key, even outside of fetish and kink.