#higschool

[mysecretboringlife]

i hate that feeling when you are given a marked exam that you thought had nailed and yet its not nearly as good as you thought

[chuy0510]

🧸💕 #fantasy #therealones #higschool #edits #photoshoot (en Zapopan) https://www.instagram.com/p/CmK5__LNrvg/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[bunny-yan]

The yandere delinquent,so does he go like breakq up with the girlfriend or he will continue chase the reader? like how long will he continue to pursues the reader?

Sax will continue chasing you until you give into his advances or grow tired of being harassed by his ex-girlfriend.

Whichever comes first, really. It’ll all lead to the same end result.

TW: implied non-con touching, mentions of violence, no minor no minors

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Chase

Your eyes were covered by rough hands, a chest pressed against your back, too close for comfort as a voice breathed in your ear, “Guess who?”

You didn’t need to guess. It was obvious who it was considering he was the only one willing to converse with you on a daily basis, although it felt more like harassment. You turned to look, glaring as he uncovered your face to see his devilish grin. 

He put a hand around your shoulder, pulling you closer to kiss you. His lips took you by surprise and you all but jumped out of your seat when you felt his tongue trying to invade your mouth. 

Sax jerked back, eyes wide when you bit him, but he grinned, setting his plate on the cafeteria table as he took the seat next to you. The table was empty given your outcast status and the two of you were allowed “privacy,” although you were sure eyes peeked to get a load of the new couple. 

He’d spread a rumor that you were his. 

It didn’t take long to catch like wildfire, reaching your ears before he even had a chance to tell you himself. You wanted to deny it, but there was no point. No one would listen to you. You could shout it at the top of your lungs for the entire student body to hear, but they wouldn’t trust the word of an outcast. 

Scratch that. 

A home wrecking outcast. 

Ms. popular was in hysterics when she heard the nasty rumor. She’d confronted Sax, demanding he come to his senses and get over the attention-seeking wannabe. She told him that he couldn’t be stupid enough to chase after some loser when they were doing so well together. 

He kindly let her know they were no longer together. 

She screamed, cried, threw the loudest fucking tantrum in the middle of the hallway, but he did nothing to soothe her mood because she wasn’t his responsibility anymore. Why cater to a whiny bitch’s needs when he could drag you around for anything he wanted? Sax didn’t want to admit it to himself, but he enjoyed the crushed expression you wore anytime he came near. He’d seen it plenty after handling anyone who came to fight him, but he’d never seen it like this. He never had someone continue to fight him after crushing their spirit. 

Sax couldn’t understand why you were being so stubborn. You were his. The minute he made that known, no one smart would lay a finger on you. He’d told you to give up on the idea of romance unless it was him and he felt something tingle in his gut as he stood there and watched you cry. 

You’d strike at him if he pushed you too far, but he didn’t bother to dodge your weak punches. He received them gratefully, a shiver running down your spine when he wore a crazed grin. You couldn’t understand this side of him and despite his attempts to get closer to you, you wanted to keep it this way. 

Something felt wrong. Like if you gave in, you’d spend the rest of your life trying to get away from him. He looked at you as if he would swallow you whole and you were sure there would be nothing left of you if you let him. 

You got up from the cafeteria table, hoping to find room in the library, but you stopped when his hand gripped your wrist firmly. 

“Come on, babe. I just got here.” 

You gave him a look that told him it was exactly why you were leaving and you flinched when his easy going smile turned cold. He tilted his head to the side. 

“You see that girl over there?”

You looked and you noticed who he was pointing out. She tried to make it seem as if she wasn’t staring you down, but the glimpses she sent your way betrayed her.

“The minute you leave the cafeteria, she’s going to let my ex know and they’re going to drag you somewhere to have a little talk with you.”

Your blood went cold. How did he know?

Staring at the girl, you only felt truth when she began to look nervous the longer you watched her. 

“I had a little talk with her because you were so upset with me and she knows better than to mess with you as long as I’m around.”

But the minute you left his side, they’d surround you the first chance they’d get. 

You sunk back into your seat. 

“That’s better.”

You felt tears well up in your eyes, yanking your hand away as you glared at him. His face flushed and he covered it to hide his excitement. 

Would you hit him? Here? In the cafeteria where everyone would see? He could imagine the rumors that’d spread, pushing you closer to his side. He couldn’t wait until you gave in. 

You would get used to the stares. They appeared as naturally as he did. If you didn’t, he wouldn’t mind teaching you slowly. 

Slamming you against the first lockers he found, he’d dominate your mouth. He’d spread your legs open for everyone to see, wrapping them around his waist before grinding against you. You wouldn’t attend your classes unless every inch of your neck was covered with proof that you belonged to him. 

He’d make it a point to do this outside of each and everyone of your classes to remind them who you belonged to. Sax knew there were some that would target you to get to him and he wanted them to know just what they were putting their hands on before he destroyed them. They couldn’t say he didn’t warn them. 

If you humored them, believing you had a chance to get away from him by giving them a chance, he’d reprimand you by touching you until you weren’t embarrassed to get off in front of the entire school. Sax didn’t think you were a slut, but if you acted like one he had no problem treating you like one. 

He could imagine your tears as you fought him, begging him not to do it. He wouldn’t give in unless you sweetly asked him to take you somewhere else. And he would. You’d miss all of your classes until you’d memorized the feel of him. You wouldn’t graduate until this school felt and saw every inch of you. 

Sax bit his lip, wishing it was your teeth as he watched you. 

You couldn’t imagine the things you did to him. 

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Hi! I love your Tamaki (OHSHC)/reader stuff, so I was wondering if I could request one. I'd love to have a fic where Tamaki and reader are married and reminiscing about their high school days, thinking about how they fell in love at Ouran all those years ago. Maybe reader frequented the host club or they had classes together, up to you. I just want some lovey-dovey fluff. ♡

Also, I don't really have a preference for reader's gender since I use both she/her and he/him pronouns, so you can make it gender neutral if you want, I'll leave that to your discretion. (I kinda love Tamaki calling reader his wife or husband though. Lmao)

Thank you for taking the time to read my request! Let me know if you want any more details or anything from me, but I'll leave my silly little prompt in your capable hands. Thank you! ♡

Photograph (Tamaki Suoh x Reader)

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝗼! 𝗶 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗵𝗲 :)

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?

Your lives are busy. There’s no doubt about it. 

  Sometimes it’s you, running up and down the country. Sometimes it’s him, living at his private airport between flights. Sometimes it’s you who has to be up and out before breakfast. Sometimes it’s him who only makes it home in time to crawl into bed beside you when you’re good and fast and asleep. And sometimes you can go a couple of days with only listening and leaving voicemails because no matter what you do or when you call, the other person always misses that call you were only able to shave out three minutes to have.

  But sometimes, it all goes away. If you’re lucky, it’s a week. You’re hitting the lottery if it’s a month. But you’re counting your blessings if you can score just a few days with no work and no responsibilities calling your name. And in those days? You like nothing more than to be close to him. And he likes nothing more than to be close to each other. So how do you remedy it? It’s simple.

  You’ll ask to be left alone in the great big house that you share with enough food to last you these next couple of days. You’ll curl up to him on the couch, dressed in nothing but your pajamas. And he’ll hold you tight and hold you close beneath the blankets and in front of a warm, warm fire. And you’ll smile so sweetly when he takes your hand in his and places gentle kisses around the wedding ring that he gave to you- the one that has been in his family for generations. And you’ll tell him how he’s distracting you from looking at the picture book again.

  The one that his closest high school friends made for the two of you just in time for your wedding. 

  “Aww, Tamaki~” You coo at him when a moment you remember very clearly crops up in the album. He doesn’t respond at first- too busy pressing tiny kisses against your skin and cuddling around you even more in that cuddly fashion of his. But that doesn’t stop you from studying the current picture in your hands. “We looked so long back then. Do you remember this?”

  As expected, it’s a picture of the two of you in the infamous Music Room number three. And it’s one of the better ones taken with Kyoya’s hidden cameras when he was first getting into that sort of thing if you recall correctly. The club wasn’t set up to run that day, and so the curtains were drawn closed in a way that let very little light in. But it did, however, manage to spotlight the two of you as you lingered by a beautiful grand piano. 

  The one that currently sits in your drawing room just down the hall and to the left.

   In the photo, you’re standing on the side of the piano bench Tamaki is sitting on, your old flute in hand. The still image of you has your gaze trained on the sheet music propped up in front of you as your fingers press down experimentally on a few of your keys. However, the Tamaki in the image isn’t looking at the music. Nor is he looking at his piano. No, instead he’s looking up with such an adoring expression captured on his face. 

  An expression that he has simply because he’s looking at you. 

  “Of course I do,” the Tamaki in your arms suddenly murmurs. His voice is soft, and the corners of his lips are twitching upwards to showcase an even softer smile to you as he eyes the photo in your hands. The recognition is in his eyes instantly, and it feels nice to once again feel validated by the man you love so much. To see that the moments you found special all those years ago ended up being special for him too. “It’s our first time practicing for our duet. I was so nervous that day.”

  You smile a bit wider as he reveals the exact occasion for the picture. But then you stop for a second and think for a moment. 

  “You were nervous?” You asked with a slight laugh and a raised eyebrow evident in your voice. You recall being quite a bit nervous about the performance that ended up being scheduled a couple of weeks later. But you also recalled being excited at the chance of working with the great Tamaki Suoh and hearing him play piano for you. But it sounded like your then duet-partner, now husband had a slightly different experience “For our…practice?”

  “Of course!” He exclaims as he turns towards you. You’re very suddenly met with a face full of violet-colored eyes and blonde hair as an impassioned Tamaki decides that now is the perfect time for a deeper dive into the story of the two of you. But it’s not like you can deny him the simple pleasure of telling you a story. Not when his eyes shine so brightly like that. “You only knew as a host back then, so I knew I would never get you to like me back if I didn’t impress you!”

  At his words, your mouth parts open in surprise. It takes you a couple of moments to process just exactly what you heard. And it takes you a couple more seconds after that to fully understand the implications of what he just said. And now in your mind, you’re pulling up a timeline in your head. Recalling core memories and feelings and events that shaped who you are as a person. Who you are to Tamaki. And when you’ve gotten every

  “Tamaki…” You call out very slowly, resisting the urge to melt on the spot as he tilts his head curiously at you. Your eyes drag along his face- looking at the man you’re in love with. And recalling all the subtle changes you’ve witnessed as the two of you grew older and older in your relationship together. There are small changes you can see. Little bits and pieces here and there. Signs that he’s grown from the silly, energetic, and oh-so-dramatic teenage boy that you first met. Signs that you know exist in you too in their own little way. Showcasing your growth in both big and small ways. But it makes you wonder about all the little things you might have missed. The little things that you might have passed over. All the little things that were right in front of you, and you just never knew. “That was in our first year…”

  And you decide that there’s no time like the present to ask.

  “Mhm.” Tamaki agrees easily. Eagerly even. Though the smile on his face gleams with the familiar look of nostalgia. Showing you that there was always more to the story than you knew from the beginning. And so you press onwards. And you asked the question that you should asked a long, long time ago. And that dear, sweet husband of yours?

  “Have you…liked me since then?”

  He smiles at you.

  He holds you tight, presses his lips to the ring on top of your finger, and he smiles at you. The bright, big Tamaki smile that makes you feel so warm and safe and soft. That bright, big Tamaki smile that makes you feel so adored and cherished and loved. 

  “My dear…”

  That bright, big Tamaki smile that you learned to fall in love with all those years ago.

  “...I’ve loved you since the day I met you.”

[junko-jinko]

Tagged by @kyuupi in this post! Thank you many for the tag!!

Rules: Put a playlist on shuffle, list the first 10 songs and then tag some people :>

I'm copying kyuupi and using my Spotify likes for this, I'm not really a playlist person and I listen to music in a ton of different ways, so this might not be representative of a playlist I would have. anyways. Links to YouTube for your convenience

1. Angel by Kairikibear

2. The Bird and the Worm by the Used

3. Always by Panic! At the Disco

4. Sober by Muse

5. Coma by Leprous

6. Metro by System of a Down

7. The Only Thing They Fear Is You by FamilyJules

8. Doom & Gloom by Dance Gavin Dance

9. King by Kanaria (WxS cover)

10. No Need for Introductions, I've Read About Girls Like You on the Backs of Toilet Doors by Bring Me The Horizon

Tagging (no pressure to do this at all, I'm just curious to see what yall have on your playlists): @piilokarsastus @killjoy-prince @not-very-cashmoney-of-you @naufragate @dykeolai @aerialmalice @ghoulcaclulator64 @momentomori24 @renavi0 @hopelilies

[shamylicious-blog]

hs naruto

[midnightlee25]

Yandere Valentine’s Day L.O.V.E: Jin Mori

Love letters: how would they confess to their darling?

He is blunt with it and asks them directly. However it will be random so there’s a 50/50 chance that it will be gone in public or in private.

Optimistic: How would they react to their darling giving them something on valentine’s Day?

He’s so happy that they gave him anything. From a simple card to hand made chocolate he will be happy with whatever they gave him.

Victor or Runner-up: how would they react if their darling accepted or rejected their confession?

Accept: 

There was no doubt in his mind they wouldn't say no but it does make him happy to hear them actually say it out loud.

Rejection:

He froze for a moment. His whole demeanor has changed even if he goes back to a smile. It seems he will have to come up with a new way to win over his darling.

Event: how would they spend valentine's day with their darling?

He would spend the day doing new things with his darling. Doesn't matter what it is as long as his darling is having a good time.

[loveofastarvingdog]

i love high school musical for the way it made me believe things about public school

[mutimatuti]

I messed up my meds and sleps for over 12 hrs and had a dream where on a long bus ride this guy sold me weed and I could only pay with a huge 2k bill and when I got home someone stole all my furniture

[teeto-peteto]

lets expand up a liiiiitle bit about other ruined king characters

Viego is proooobably the leader of a 'goth kidzs' club, the main gang and Viego's are in different classes but in the same year so they have this distant feeling of 'oh, there goes that bunch of assholes'. Probably reads Edgar Allan Poe.

Thresh forms part in the club also in Viego's class probably waiting for him to fall down the stairs so he can have the protagonism of being the leader of the group. You know, silly teenage/young adult things... Hes more of a sassy person rather than Viego that is more poetic like.

Vex doesnt appear in Ruined King BUT she is in the au cause she deserves it... Shes waaay more than just having a huge crush on Viego, but its a trait she has nonetheless. Shes an art kid for sure, and probably very in between the gothic aesthetic and the emo era at the same time, so she is still struggling to find her style. She probably draws in those ICONIC old emo couple drawings style...

Brief mention to Hecarim... Also on the club because of his friendship with Thresh, not much of a gothic but i think its fair to say hes prooobably a furry? not in a despective way he just likes horses a lot. Also Maokai... I like to think of him as a History teacher with a lot of wisdom in other areas... i imagine him and Ahri chitchatting after class about plant care cause Ahri is trying to grow her own and safe for her dog garden... he would be a calm teacher but also observant enough to see the relations in between students, im pretty sure he would totally ship students, we are maokai and maokai is us....

As for Isolde, im having confronted thoughts. I feel like she should be dead as Abigail is, and as one of the main gang will in the future (its obvious to tell who), but i like more a storyline where shes a normal student with good sense of fashion and love for it, wich Viego falls in love with but she changes schools leaving him without the opportunity to confess feelings, wich leads to his declive to the 'everything sucks i want to die' era.

I almost forgot Gangplank. Has briefs interactions with Viego's club but he isnt interested much, having friends closer to his interests. Yes he had a relationship with Illaoi in the past. Yes indeed they hate him very much. As for the murder of Abigail in this AU instead of Gangplank killing her its one of his close relatives, wich leaves Sarah and Illaoi and the rest of the group with 0 interest on talking to him as he never reached out to comfort or acusate his relative. We like a little angst.

Do other characters exist in the AU? Yes, but probably as background characters. Im only focusing on Ruined King + related characters, maybe adding Fizz and Nami sometime. Woah this ended up long i hope its entertaining enough. Again this is based on my personal experience on highschools in my country and also some media i consume, so sorry if its kinda wonky haha.

[yeokii]

PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEE 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

[cassandralexxx]

“If your eyes weren't open, you wouldn't know the difference between dreaming and waking."

-Richelle Mead, blood promise

[ctommy]

i hope vinny comes back

[pantestudines]

God Help Me im enjoying.. american football content

[wolftattoo]

im so sick of the store manager idl how old she thinks i am but shes treating me like im 12 like. i was so excited to do bakery shit and she basically took everything over and its like . dont roster me on for that then 😁

[imnottaurtis]

Samgladiator/samgladiator fans DNI or immediate block/report.

Alter Self Intro

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Image credit to: Idk who drew this found it a long time ago

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Basic info

Bird

He/him

17

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Boundaries

Touch: No

Pet names: No

Nicknames: No

Flirting /p: No

Flirting /r: No

Source talk: Yes, however samgladiator fans or fictives DNI.

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Other info

Role: I guess I’m the guy who feels the chronic illness stuff the most?

Source: Yandere Highschool Minecraft Roleplay Series

Species: Human

Birthday: I don’t know

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Favorites

Flower: Don’t have one

Colour(s): Red

Game: Minecraft?

Animal: Bird

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