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Hello! I’m Kage, you can call me K.T!

I do fluffs, oneshots, incorrect quotes and small stories

I specialize in fluff and incorrect quotes, but feel free to request anything! (I dont do smut)

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Thank you! ^^

-K.T

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INCORRECT QUOTES: TBP

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BRUCE: i like girls who tell me interesting things!

Y/N *panicking*: A COCKROACH CAN LIVE FOR OVER A WEEK WITHOUT A HEAD

BRUCE:

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FINNEY: Holy shit robin! You’re bleeding!

ROBIN: it’s not mine

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BILLY: Dude, your sister’s hot

GRIFFIN: that’s my mom…

*points at Y/N*

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Y/N: WHO SPENT MY 400$ ON PINBALL!?

VANCE:

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BRUCE: BILLY, how many times have you almost run over a kid?

BILLY: 0 …

BRUCE: okay…and how many times have you hit a kid?

BILLY: 12

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Y/N: do you think Regina George would go out with me?

VANCE: Would BRUCE go out with you?

Y/N: touché…

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Thank you! ^^

-K.T

Kay guys its spookie season, yknow what that means 😍

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𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐈 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐛𝐮𝐭...

...you'll be able to find each ghost boy (under their respective section, ofc lol) in the master list all with the same title :). I decided to just do them all one at a time to keep from having you wait any longer/forcing myself to pump them all out in one go/one long ass post lmao.

plus, to hopefully make it easier, I'll just tag you each time as the requester so you know, if that's okay lol♡.

𝐄𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐎𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐬

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𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 :

while it's always fun to imagine (haha, get it💀) what it'd be like for him to be your best friend or your boyfriend, there's times when you yearn for that tension. that something in between that's more than a platonic relationship, but just short of being a lover. and I'm here to revive that feeling of what it'd be like for robin arellano to have a crush on you...

𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 :

fem!reader x robin arellano - she/her/hers pronouns!

𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐞 :

70s-80s - the grabber doesn't exist

𝐓𝐖/𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 :

cursing - robin lowkey being a menace💀 - him also liking you tho - mentions of fighting/violence - manhandling,,, kind of?? (idk I personally wouldn't call it that, but- 😭✋🏽) - me focusing a little too much on the jealousy stuff lol whoops🧍🏽‍♀️...

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ...𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

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I feel like he doesn't really "crush" on ppl. He finds people attractive and that's about as far as that's gonna go lmfao. If anything, he finds it fun to recognize/point out the difference between when people are conventionally/deemed by society's standards "attractive" vs when HE actually finds somebody to be a good looker to HIM (he wanna be different so bad🙄✋🏽).

But like I said, him finding someone hot doesn't really go anywhere. He doesn't do/say anything about, nor go out of his way to force things, especially when there's no prior connection/feelings there.

On that note, I feel like for him to have a crush on you (reader), two things would need to be an order; You'd have to attract him one way or another. Like, there's gotta be something about you that makes him have that, "Oh, she's fine as hell, I gotta talk to her." mindset towards you, even if he'd have yet to act on it. And, there's gotta be, like I said, a prior connection.

Or, you could get lucky, and a very specific set of circumstances could spark something up between y'all. He's not opposed to a meet-cute😻.

If y'all were already friends/close, he'd deny👏🏽deny👏🏽deny👏🏽 having feelings for so long. Not towards you, but towards himself. He would deadass be lying to himself about liking you romantically, even a little a bit, but unfortunately, it'd be one of those things that sneaks up on him one day and then just all comes crashing down into one existential crisis.

But even after accepting them, he'd STILL not bother to do anything about it - not bc he doesn't think he has a chance (well, maybe a little bit, but see if he'd tell anyone that), but also bc he doesn't want to ruin the friendship between y'all.

He'd hate to lose you just because he woke up "...on some bullshit, bro, I can't believe I like her..." one day, so he's more than likely to keep quiet about it.

Although, he can say that's what he's doing all he wants, his actions kind of prove otherwise; he might accidentally drop a subtle hint or two, and the stuff that he normally does that held the air of friendship and loyalty suddenly becomes a bit more,,, ✨️🧡💫💋, ykwim?

If he's walking with you, maybe crossing the street or something, he could care less about how far you are behind him if it meant getting to the nearest idk Burger King or whatever faster💀✋🏽. Or at school - sure, he might be on the look out for you if he's bored, or should he hear anyone tarnishing your name without you there to defend yourself on your own, shoot them a dirty look. And even just hanging out at the drive-in; it's viewed as more of a casual hangout than anything.

But let a crush develop some,,, let him become a little infatuated with you... Now, all of the sudden, crossing the street is a whole ordeal; checking for cars is routine now, and whether you like it or not, he's got a hand wrapped around your wrist and is tugging you along gently with an alertness that both amused and perplexed you. And at school, he's now taking any free time he may have to actually go looking for you instead of your paths crossing due to natural coincidence, just to act as though he had no time at all to waste with you, and would pester you at your locker whenever he did spot you.

And, as much as he hated the way his hands would clam up and how his heart would beat out of his chest and how he practically had to force himself not to look for your reaction to every single scene of the movie he picked, he was insistent on having a specific schedule for going out to the movies now. And no, he'd never, ever let you pay, even when you really should've and definitely could've.

But...

Say if he hadn't known you beforehand tho, and y'all met through some sort of meet-cute or whatever,,, him starting to like you would be a little easier of a process for him.

Something he wouldn't be so against because there's "nothing" to ruin or fuck up besides his chances with you, so now he can pretty much just focus on not screwing that up.

He's way quicker to drop hints (not saying he's any smoother with it, but that's not gonna stop him from doing it lmfao cuz who finna check him😗😹).

It's things like really obvious (almost bad) flirting, and teasing that isn't in the same way as he might do with his regular friends. If anything, he might use it as an excuse to always be touching you in some way - OMG TELL ME HE WOULDN'T BE A CHRONIC "You got something on your shirt..." JUST TO FLICK YOUR FACE TYPE OF PERSON LMFAO!!

You'd hate it and look at him like, "😐" and he'd just get a kick out of it, looking at you and laughing every single time like he's comedy fckn central💀.

Or if he's telling you a story - probably about the last time he beat someone up - he's using you as "the other guy", gently tapping you with ghost punches and moving you about by the shoulders when need be lmao. And even just in general, when he's not storytelling,,, give him ONE good reason to try and be physical, and he'll take it and SPRINT.

And if you notice that fact (there's no way you possibly couldn't), all he'll do is smirk at you and go, "It's fine, you like it😌."

Bro just slaps on an obnoxious and obscene amount of confidence and calls it a day, basically. Fake it 'til you make it type of thing, and it most definitely works (you wouldn't be reading this if it didn't🤭🤷🏽‍♀️). But of course, let it be known he'd never do anything to make you uncomfortable. I just imagine he's rather cocky in his abilities to woo someone if he really, really wanted it, and well... it's you, so...

He really, really wants you LMFAO😭. Anyways, back on track...

I feel like he's definitely the jealous type, but he won't do anything about it/won't get outta pocket unless your well-being is at stake. Like, if you were clearly uncomfy in a situation, or you specifically came to him on some, "This guy's bothering me..." type shit, oh, it's 0-100 rq. He's absolutely beating the shit out of that person (more so than when he's just in a regular fight).

Because of that, he'll definitely be scary dog privilege, like, I'm sorry, but,,, I feel like he's the type to - once he decides he's gunning for you - that's it. Not in a possessive way, just in the sense that he's totally made up his mind and, as much as he likes to maybe slap on a chill and nonchalant-type persona, he actually cares very deeply about things and people that have an affect on him.

He's also a go-getter, so with all of that in mind, it makes sense that even if you didn't reciprocate his feelings, he'd STILL make it known that he don't play about you lmfao. But even so, jealousy is also one of those things he just deny-deny-denies, will totally brush it off if you bring it up, even if you tease him for it.

But, he is a dork at the end of the day lmao tease him long enough and he'll eventually fold and just be like, "Nah it's just cuz I treasure you and I like you, like... would you rather I didn't care or just ignored it whenever a guy looked at you crazy? Exactly, hush, you love me😌✨️🧡." Once again, it's that seemingly blind confidence that definitely has you shaking your head a lot with a giggles escaping you, but YOU ALSO DON'T SAY NO/TELL HIM OTHERWSIE, SOOO😆🤭...!!

Honestly, with Robin being jealous, I feel like it's one of those things you dk/even realize he's feeling until it's "too late" - he's stalking towards someone you've complained about making you uncomfortable or he's already done what he needs to do, he's coming back to you, and after a short conversation with you pressing him about why and whatnot, it just hits you, and you're like, "Oh...Oh my god, you're jealous🤭..." and he's all "nO😡....."

"You lyin'?😆"

"...yeah😔..."

Although, jealously for you surprisingly isn't often. Like sure, girls dk how to back off, but not only are you both pretty secure, but he's also very reassuring. Both in speaking directly to you, telling you he doesn't really have eyes for them, AND towards the other people. He breaks hearts left and right, and it's highkey not even on purpose...

Bro just doesn't know how to let folks down easy - so much so that sometimes even YOU feel bad😭. Sometimes...

"You didn't have to say it to her like that...!"

"Wha-? But it's true! Should I have lied? Like..."

"No, but I'm just-! ... You need to learn to be more sensitive about these things😭..."

"Fym, I'm the most sensitive guy I know😙."

"...The kid whose nose you broke a month ago would say otherwise, but okay🙃."

But otherwise, if and when you're not scolding him, he finds your envy to be very endearing and validating. It lets him know that you are actually thinking about him in the romantic sense like he is you, and he just likes seeing you get all worked up lmfao. Something about your brows being furrowed and the heated look in your eyes reminds him of, well, himself! And he takes a little bit of pride in that, if he's being honest with himself, especially if it's a rare occurrence.

If you're normally this little sweetheart, and you're not exactly on the violent and/or temperamental side, in those moments where you might snap a little bit, he's DEFINITELY paying the most attnetion and he's DEFINITELY standing there like, 'Omgomgthat'shot-...' 💀😭.

If anything, I feel like these strong emotions from either one of you two could for sure be the gateway into him finding out/realizing you like him back...

Like, you'd definitely slip up one time, say something you weren't supposed to, or he'd reassure you way too much and let something slip, SOMETHING LIKE THAT, and either way, he finds out and he's like "Ohp🫢...AAAAH😃🫵🏽⁉️....YOU LIKE MEEEEE I KNEWWW ITTT🤪😘🫵🏽!!!"

He'd probably be too busy celebrating the fact he "...always knew and I'm always right about these things, blahblahblah..." while you stand there like, "🙄😒..." to remember there's actually supposed to be something following up after a whole ass love confession💀.

But, because you do, in fact, love him, I'm sure you'd be the one to fill in that gap, and short after, a very chaotic yet loving/meaningful relationship would ensue.

THAT BOY LOVESSS YOU, OKAAAY💋🧡✨️‼️‼️‼️

𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐥...

...as I was writing this one (well, adding onto what had already been written), the app glitched, and the whole thing deleted itself...

shit pmo so bad, I just didn't touch it again for like a whole month😭✋🏽. it's also part of the reason why it's shorter than I actually intended, so I apologize, but I hope all enjoy it regardless🙏🏽♡.

next up is vance, tho !!

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Hello my little stars! I’m Hayden! and here’s what I will and will not write!

This will be added too over time

Will write

• fluff

• character x male!reader

• character x gender neutral!reader

• suggestive stuff (making out, etc)

• hurt with comfort

• angst

• FtM

• sometimes MtF

I won’t write

• Smut (this could change in the future)

• topics like self harm and suicide as those are triggering topics for me

• racist or homophobic shit.

• abuse or things like that to humans or animals

• piss and shit kinks and others like that

• Murder in detail

• Female readers YALL have enough content (respectfully of course)

Fandoms I will write for

• the little vampier (the newish animated one)

• Undertale (Aus as well)

• Yuurivoice

• TWST

• TMNT (rise, bayvers, 2012)

• Danganronpa

• ATWOW

• Avatar

• Obey me! Shall we date

• Arcana

• Gravity falls (platonic only for dipper and mable)

• The Black phone

• The lost boys (1987 movie)

MY ASK BOX AND WHAT NOT IS OPEN PLEASE REQUEST STORIES I WANNA WRITE THINGS FOR YALL!!!

Hello my stars! Sorry I’ve been gone for so long :,) but it is now summer and have too much time so please give me all requests you want!^^

Fandoms I will write for

Supernatural (platonic and romantic)

- Team free will

-Jack

-Crowley

-Rowena

-all the arch angels but Raphael

The black phone (platonic or romantic)

- dead boys crew

-Finney and Gwen Blake

Yurri voice (platonic or romantic)

- Everyone but Derek

(I couldn’t find a gif sorry, my stars🥲)

What I won’t write

Smut

Yandere

Hurt no comfort

Abuse

Piss or shit kinks

Child x adult (romantic)

Cis Fem readers

What I will write

Child x adult (PLATONIC)

Trans fem and masc readers

Male readers

Hurt with comfort

And pretty much anything else

Preferences for requests

Try to be at least a little specific in what you want and some story stuff you want ^^

That’s all my stars! Have fun requesting, make sure you drink water, eat food, and have a lovely day my stars!⭐️

YOUR SO ANNOYING 2

PAIRING: vance hopper x fem reader

SUMMARY: you get into a fight with your best friend vance hopper, in the heat of the moment he says he hopes you get kidnapped by the grabber. except you do end up getting kidnapped by the grabber.

PART 1 / PART 2

you slowly sit up rubbing your eyes, you slowly open them. there’s a old creaking noise. your vision is blurry and cloudy. it’s dark. it’s gloomy. theres a single light in the room. theres a large trap door that’s painted blue. the clammy concrete walls have nail marks. you look around you. where are you? what’s going on? why is it so dark. you look down. your sitting on a mattress, a worn out mattress. “ m-mom? “ you whisper looking around the room in panic. your heart is racing.

the door opens. you shuffle backwards hitting the wall. you turn around looking for something to defend yourself with, there’s nothing. there’s a single phone on the wall. a black phone.

“ it doesn’t work.”

you turn around. there’s a man standing with a mask. “ not since i was a kid.”

he’s wearing full on black, almost disappearing into the dark. there’s a single light hitting him, which your guessing is from upstairs. he has blonde hair. his mask has two horns. he’s wearing a belt.

you don’t say anything. you stare at him. your chest heaving up and down.

“ i know you’re scared and you want to go home.” he turns on the lights. he starts walking towards you. you take a deep breath in, you dig your nails into the palm of your hand. “ i’ll take you home soon.” he softly mumbles.

“ i didn’t want to hurt you.” he sits down on the mattress. he raises his arm up, he traces the scratch marks on his forearm. “ jesus. there’s blood.” he wipes the blood with his finger. he brings his finger infront of your eyes, “ see? it’s not like you can see shit.” he waves his hand. “ but i’m not gonna hurt you anymore..” he scoots closer to you. you gulp tensing up. he pushes a strand of your hair, “ you don’t have to be scared, because nothing bad is going to happen here. i swear.” he caresses your cheek.

his fingers are cold. and rough. and clammy. you don’t like how they feel on you. you feel gross. dirty. unclean. “ tell you what. how about i go and get you a soda hmm? you like soda?” he softly whispers poking your shoulder. “ cherry soda? hm?” he tilts his head to the side caressing your shoulder. cherry. cherry. cherry. cherry lolipop. vance. where’s vance?

there’s a ringing sound in distance. “ is that the phone?” he turns around. “ i’m gonna go see who it is. then i’ll get you a soda.” he caresses your cheek again, he stands up. “ and then i’ll come back and explain everything hm?” he sighs opening the trap door. you grip the mattress tightly taking deep breaths. he closes the door with a lock.

you hug your knees, burying your head. “ i don’t want to be here. i want to go home.” you mumble in a shaky voice tearing up. your lower lip begins to tremble. a short intake of breaths follows your trembling lip. “ i want to go home.” you whimper hugging your knees tightly. a single tear rolls down your cheek. the phone starts ringing.

your eyes widen. you turn your head around. the black phone is ringing. you wipe your runny nose with the sleeve of your shirt. you stand up walking towards the phone. it keeps ringing. you turn to look at the trap door. you pick up the phone, the ringing stops. you hold the phone up to your ear.

there’s static droning over the phone. “ h-hello? is somebody there?” you bite your nails looking around the room, “ i need help. hello?” you beg into the phone biting your nails.

“ y/n.” a boy says over the phone. your eyes widen. “ don’t hang up.”

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“ what the fuck are you looking at loser!” vance shouts looking at the two younger kids glaring at him, their eyes widen. “ n-nothing.” one of them manages to stutter out. “ better be nothing you dumb pieces of shit.” vance barks death glaring them, they both scatter running the opposite direction.

vance looks back down to his hands, he’s holding flyers. ‘missing child. y/n l/n. 8801 harper st. missing since tuesday november 12, 1978. last seen walking near grab n go.’

vance shoves the flyer on the light post. he rips a piece of tape with his teeth. he looks at the picture of you on the flyer, you have your hair down. two strands of your hair are braided. your wearing a blue and orange striped shirt. and your smiling.

his vision is cloudy. he doesn’t blink, he keeps staring at the picture of you. a single tear rolls down his cheek, followed by a tear from his other eye. he looks down closing his eyes. more tears start to fall. he bites his lower lip trying to contain his tears. he takes a deep breath in shaking his head. he wipes his tears with his hand. “ where the fuck are you?” he tries to sound tough and mad but it comes out as a weak and pathetic whimper. “ what is he doing to you that-“ he takes a deep breath in. “ that fucking piece of shit!” he shouts kicking the light post. “ what the fuck is he doing to you! what the fuck is that asshole doing to you!” he shouts kicking the lamppost again.

“ this is my fault..” he whispers looking down at the flyers in his hand. tears drop onto the flyer. “ your such an idiot y/n why didn’t you- why didn’t you..” he grips the flyers tightly. “ fuck!” he shouts kicking the lamppost again. “ i shouldve just walked you home..that way-“ he takes a deep breath in trying to calm himself. “ that way he could’ve taken us both and i would be able to protect you.” he whispers watching his tears hit the black and white flyer. he shoves his hand into the pocket of his jeans,

“ i’m- im gonna give this to you.” he holds the lolipop up to your face in the flyer. “ the second they- the second i find you im going to give this to you. and i’m gonna kill that son of a bitch.” his tone changes near the end of the sentences, his voice got deeper and sharper. “ your gonna be okay. your gonna be okay y/n.” he mumbles grabbing another flyer. he’s trying to convince himself. but your okay right? your gonna be okay right?

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“ I’ve got news from our local police, there will be a mandatory curfew starting today starting at 8pm.”

who gives two shit about a curfew. vance’s head is lowered. he doesn’t want people to see him vulnerable and upset. that just shows people that he’s weak, that’s what his dad always told him. never show vulnerability to people or else they’ll think your weak. his mind is somewhere else, it has been somewhere else ever since you went missing. it’s been 1 day. 1 day and they still haven’t found you. what if your seriously injured? what is doing to you? what is that creep doing to you?

vance failed to notice everyone turning around to look at him at the mention of your name coming from the principal, something along the lines of. “ y/n l/n is currently missing.”

what if it’s dark wherever he’s holding you? you don’t like the dark. you hate the dark. but he left you in the dark alone. his grips his jeans tightly. it’s his fault. if he just walked you home you would still be here. if he walked you home you’d be sitting next to him in this stupid assembly about some other stupid kid missing. not you. it’s all his fault. he’s the reason your mission. he’s the reas-

he hears a giggle. he lets go of his jeans. he slowly lifts his head up, he turns his head towards where he heard the giggle. he digs his nails into the palm of his hand. he slowly cracks his knuckles. he stands up. everybody looks at him. including the principal.

“ you piece of shit!” he shouts jumping down 3 rows, he grabs the kid by the back of their shirt. he throws them down on the gym floor, “ you think this is funny!” he shouts sitting on his waist, “ you think this is fucking funny you asshole!” he punches him.

there’s a ringing sound in his ears. the image of you trapped in some weirdos basement is the only that’s on his mind. “ she’s fucking missing and you think it’s funny!” he screams throwing another punch hitting him directly in the jaw. his knuckles are red. the kids face is red. all vance can see is red. “ you motherfucker!” he shouts punching him again.

“ vance! vance hopper!” the principal shouts, the 2 police officers run to him. “ you fucking useless piece of shit!” he shouts wrapping his hands around his neck, one of the police officers grabs vance. the other officer grabs the kid. “ get off me! get the fuck off me! “ vance screams trying to break free from the officers grip. “ let me go! “ he screams thrashing back and fourth. “ let it go son. let it go.” the officer whispers in his ear tightening his grip. vance looks down at his knuckles. this is my fault y/n

the police officer drags him to the car, “ i get it your worried about her-“ vance shakes his head. “ i’m not worried about shit!” he shouts trying to break out of his grip. “ i need you to cooperate vance hopper.” the officer says opening the car door, “ get off me.” vance pushes him away. he gets into the police car. crossing his hands he looks out the window. his eyes widen. your standing in the school entrance. you have red angry marks on your arms and legs. your lips are swollen. you have tears rolling down your cheeks. he sees you fall down to the floor hugging your bruised legs.

he watches someone else appear behind you. it’s another kid. one of the kids that went missing. the stupid baseball kid. bruce, bruce yameda. vance watches bruce walk up to the car window. bruce opens his mouth blowing air onto the window, he starts as writing on the window. ‘ 7741 ‘

he watches bruce walk back to your shaking figure. you slowly look up at vance, ‘ it hurts vance.’ you whimper tears rolling down your face.

vance shakes his head, he holds onto his head tightly. “ no no stop.” he mumbles gripping his head tearing up. “ i don’t know.. i don’t know what to do!” he cries out holding his head tightly. bruce points to the number that he wrote on the car window. “ find her.” bruce says one last time before disappearing, you following him.

“ you okay back there kid?” the police officer asks looking into the rear view mirror, vance nods. “ y-yeah i’m fine.” he mumbles turning around, trying to see if your still there. the officers pocketfone starts ringing, he sighs picking up his receiver.

“ gwen blake is getting questioned why?” the officer says looking into the rear view mirror. “ your telling me an 11 year old knows secret information that hasn’t been released to the public?” he says starting the car. “ keep her there, i want to talk to her myself. who’s with me? oh it’s the hopper kid. yeah i’ll bring him to the station, let both of the kids talk...”

“ seven seven four one..seven seven four one..seven seven four one..” vance whispers closing his eyes. he digs his hand into the pocket of his jeans. he holds the lolipop, “ im going to find you y/n…” he whispers.

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the trap door is open. you stare at the door with wide eyes, you quickly stand up walking to the door. your heart starts racing. what if this is it? what if he forgot to close the door? what if this is the only chance you have? take it y/n. take it.

you grab the door handle pulling it open. your hands are shaking. your sweating. you let go of the door. there’s a staircase. you turn around to look at the room once again. you hold onto the wall for support. ‘ this is it. i can escape’. you start walking up the stairs.

the phone starts ringing. your eyes widen.

you gulp looking up the staircase. you take another step with the phone ringing.

@rainstorm22 @padfootpottah99 @psychobitchsthings @allisonsblog @marimarvelfan @alienthewolf @1-800-isabellapotter

That would be me and my bff in that situation 🤣🤣🤣

You: yo rob, look at that clown over there PFT

Robin: god damn. HES SO UGLY

You: ikr. I JUST KNOW HE SMELLS LIKE BABY POWDER AND WET NAPKINS PLUS WET WIPES

Robin: HAHAAAHHHA

The grabber: I heard you was talking shit about me☹️

You & Robin: ok and?

(You with the hat and robin with the offensive face)

a short grabber x reader story

Reader is female

But please feel free to change the gender pronouns to that of your liking

Pls don't steal my work

Smutish so yeah (+18)

You where walking home from your job when you saw a man struggling to hold all his groceries.

Being the nice person you are you went up and asked if he needed any help

"Do you need help carrying your groceries sir?" You asked.

He looked and you and smiled," Yes, that would be great." He replied

You took some of the groceries from him and where about to put them in the van, but your where knocked out.

When you woke up you where in a basement. You panicked as you tired to remember what happened.

That man, you helped him and then everything went black and now you're here.

☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

You heard the door open and a man in a devil mask(you where guessing the one you helped) was standing by the door with a tray of eggs and soda.

He put them on the floor and then walked out and locked the door.

You sat there for a couple of seconds before taking the tray and eating the eggs and drinking the soda.

Then you sat on the mattress thinking about how your friends and family are probably wondering where you are right now.

They're probably out frantically looking for you, calling your name. They'll probably call the cops after a couple hours.

Then maybe you can get out of here and be free.

*time skip*

It's been a couple months now and your still trapped in this basement with a seriel killer upstairs.

You just wanted to get out of here and see the light of day again.

The door opened and the man gave you your usual eggs and soda. Then he walked over to you.

He sat next to you and moved his face close to yours.

"You're very pretty, you know that?""

You didn't say anything

"Such a pretty girl."

You stayed silent

He then took off his mask and kissed you.

You dont why, but you kissed him back, you knew it was wrong but you did it anyways.

He pulled away and grinned and then put his mask back on,after that he went back upstairs leaving you alone once more.

You layer down on the mattress and drifted off to sleep. When you woke up you notice he was was watching.

You wonder how long he's been there.

He kisses you like he did a couple hours ago, but this time the kiss was deeper, his tongue asking for entrance and you allowed it.

He moved his kisses down to your neck and you moaned at the feeling. His hands worked his way down to your panties.

He stuck his hand down them rubbing small circles on your clit

You moaned at the touch and he responded with a low growl.

Then he inserted two fingers in your clit, pumping in and out at a fast pace. You moan louder as he continues his pace.

Then he removes his fingers from your panties and gets up and goes upstairs, leaving you to sit there dazed.

I’m not gonna lie, I find the reactions to my last post to be very encouraging. I think it’s safe to say that you guys will be seeing more headcanons and preferences from me. Maybe even fics as well. As always, my asks are open, so feel free to comment or suggest fics you’d like to see from me

Anyways, on with what y’all actually came here for

My Hugging Headcanons for the Casper Crew + Finn

Bruce Yamada

-expect bear hugs

-comes from a very openly affectionate family, so he likes to convey his feelings through physical affection

-he’ll keep you there for a minute, too, prepare yourself for that

-hella cliche, can and will pick you up and twirl you around if he hasn’t seen you in a while

-I head canon that Bruce isn’t all that great with words, like, there’s basic compliments and sentences, but I feel like he’s the type that believes that love can’t be expressed with words. So he’ll hold you and imagine that all of his love is being poured into a hug

Robin Arellano

-even tho i previously said that he doesn’t care who’s looking and he’ll be as affectionate with you as he pleases, I feel like that might not apply to hugs

-robin is very awkward with hugs but he likes touching you, so he’ll wrap an arm around your shoulders when you walk together

-if you aren’t and are just standing around, he’ll turn you to face him and just grab your hips, just keeps his hands there

-he actually loves putting his hands on your hips because he likes that he can be openly affectionate with you and still look cool

-he does give full-on hugs, but he feels like those are intimate, too intimate to be shared with the prying eyes of others. He’s a pretty small guy and he knows it, so to him, hugs are protective and private. Robin’s real hugs are very special

Billy “Paperboy” Showalter

-a lot like Robin, Paperboy isn’t one to hug you in public

-it’s not an intimacy thing, or a PDA thing, he could not give less of a shit about that

-but he correlates hugs to cuddles, so in his mind, if he’s gonna hug you, its gonna be an hours-long affair

-in public, if he wants a hug, but can’t cuddle you, he’ll just wrap an arm around your shoulder by its the closest he can get to having what he wants until y’all are alone

-when you’re alone, whether it’s at his house or yours, and he wants a hug, he’ll just drag you to a comfortable spot and y’all will cuddle until bodily needs overtake the sweet comfort of each other’s embrace, but seriously, clear your schedule bc you will not be moving for a very long time, don’t even try it

Griffin Stagg

-hugging is the most extreme form of PDA this boy can handle

-to him, hugging can be platonic and is ordinary to the public eye, so he doesn’t mind it, but he will end it if he feels like y’all are being watched

-his favorite way to hug you is to wrap his arms around your waist and across your lower back, which leaves room for you wrap your arms around your shoulders

-griffin knows he isn’t exactly the most affectionate boyfriend, whether its in public or not, so giving you hugs makes him feel like a better romantic partner

-its sort of silly tho bc in private, its almost as if he has trouble detaching himself from you. He’ll give you a hug, and then do an awkward shuffle to wherever he wants to go with you still in his arms. It makes him blush when you bring it up to him, so he’ll use his body to guide you to a bed or couch, body slam you, then leave as if it was nothing

Vance Hopper

-no

-c’mon, you already know

-fine, but if he did hug you, it would be so totally low effort that it doesn’t even seem like a hug to other people

-he likes to shuffle up behind you and wrap one of his arms across your chest

-it honestly looks kind of threatening because of the way he’s positioned with an arm caging you to his side and his mouth very close to your ear, it looks like he’s threatening you or whispering malicious things to you if not for your pleased smile and the fact that he’s not actively yelling at anyone

Finn Blake

-like Bruce, he likes to wrap his arms around you

-in public, he’ll maneuver you to tuck your head into his chest or neck and sway you until he decides he’s had his fill for the moment

-sometimes if you’re just standing around by your lockers or the Grab n’ Go, he’ll have you curled into his side with an arm around you, casual and unassuming

-in private, especially in his house, he likes to tuck his head into your neck instead. For a very long time, his home wasn’t a very safe and happy place for him and the changes that came with escaping the Grabber didn’t magically fix his bad memories of his childhood. So he’ll curl into you and find comfort in your soft warmth. A good amount of the time, private hugs end up turning into cuddle sessions where he lays onto top of you with his head on your chest so he can listen to your heartbeat

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"Tag, You're It"

The Grabber x Reader (18+ - non explicit)

TW- swearing, choking, mild hand kink, kidnapper vibes

A/N - It's here! I just want to start by thanking all of you for encouraging me to write again. The feedback was overwhelming and I'm so grateful and happy to put this out.

I wanna lay down a couple of ground rules before we get into the story. Yes, I know that The Grabber is probably gonna be ooc in this. But I just wanna get a feel for him (😏) before the movie comes out- and hopefully this will tide us all over until the 24th.

At this time I'm not accepting any criticism on my writing. This is practice for me to get back into writing again, and I'm comfortable where I'm at right now.

If anyone has any requests for The Grabber that aren't too specific (since I don't know his character 100% yet), I will accept them. No guarantees on timeliness since I work full time, but I promise to try my best!

Song: "Tag, You're It" - Melanie Martinez

https://youtu.be/RLYlMq6MU2s

And on to the story! Enjoy, and let me know if you'd like to see more!

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Looking at me through your window

Boy, you had your eye out for a little

"I'll cut you up and make you dinner

You've reached the end, you are the winner"

Work had run over, again. And of all days to get out of work later than usual, it just had to be today.

You squinted your eyes until they hurt- a futile attempt to keep the burning heat of the setting sun out of your vision. For seven thirty in the evening, it sure was bright out. You knew this wouldn't last, though. Before you would arrive home, the sun would have long set, and the world around you would slowly be dipped into a coating of cool darkness. This realization made your heart rate and footsteps quicken in unison. You didn't want to be out after dark, but what option did you have when walking was your only way to get home on this muggy July evening? Your car was out of commission, and your ride had flaked again. Home was halfway across town, tucked in one of the many corners of an outlying city suburb- quiet and calm for the most part, but not altogether.

You didn't often watch the news, but when something happened in your back yard, you took notice. There had been rumblings, hushed whispers of a lone black van patrolling through various neighborhoods in the area. No one knew what to make of it exactly. Not a soul had seen the vehicle's driver, and not a soul knew what the entity behind the wheel wanted. This was enough to tie knots in the stomachs of already stressed single mothers, and local public schools had communicated that something was amiss. You couldn't help but wonder yourself what was going on. You had yet to see this mysterious locomotive or it's operator, and you couldn't deny your doubts about the story's legitimacy. A big scary man in a big scary van sounded like a stereotype used to scare children away from talking to strangers. What, did he have free candy too?

Rolling down your tinted window

Driving next to me real slow, he said

"Let me take you for a joyride

I've got some candy for you inside"

Your sneakers slapped quietly against the hot pavement. You had made it out of the city, but that was only about half of your journey. The cool evening air brushed against the back of your neck, sending a chill down your spine. You had been lost inside your own head for the majority of your walk home. Was that the safest idea? Probably not, but you would much rather fill your head with thoughts of the comforts of home than the anxiety your commute was bringing you this evening.

The low, smooth rumble of a large vehicle pulled you out of your thinking. You looked up to the road ahead, but didn't see any cars traveling down the street towards you. You swallowed the smallest lump in your throat, not daring to look behind you. A sinking feeling came over you. If the vehicle behind you was going past you down the road, it would've done so by now. This one was keeping pace with you.

You took a quick glance to your left and instantly felt time around you come to a screeching halt. Darkness itself had come upon you. The large, blacked out van came to a halt next to you the very second you noticed it. You hesitated, half curious half terrified. You had no control over your legs at this point- they felt heavy, like you were sinking into the very concrete beneath your feet. Taking a deep breath and letting it out shakily, you steeled yourself for what what to come. After what felt like an eternity, the tinted window of the vans passenger side rolled down. Piercing blue eyes, thinly veiled by large-frame sunglasses, immediately locked into contact with your own, sending a shockwave throughout your body. Though partially hidden by shadow, the man inside was clearly dangerous. He eyed you like a hungry wolf looking at it's next meal.

You both held each other's gaze for what felt like an eternity before the strange man in the van spoke. "Say bunny, you believe in magic?" His voice was low and gravely, and you didn't have to see his face fully to know he was grinning. You opened your mouth to speak, but it was as if your voice had been stolen, as not a sound would to leave your throat.

Running through the parking lot

He chased me and he wouldn't stop

Tag, you're it, tag, tag, you're it

Grabbed my hand, pushed me down

Took the words right out my mouth

Tag, you're it, tag, tag, you're it

Can anybody hear me I'm hidden under ground

Can anybody hear me am I talking to myself

Saying, "tag, you're it, tag, tag, you're it"

He's saying, "tag, you're it, tag, tag, you're it"

The man took your silence as enough an answer and rolled the darkened window back up before popping the driver's side door open and climbing out of the van. You mistook the sound of his footsteps against the pavement as that of your own heart hammering in your chest. The man didn't stop until he was mere inches away from you, finally granting you the ability to see his features fully. He made you feel much like a bunny- a nervous little rabbit with a fluttering little heart. You were his prey. His form towered over your own, making you feel smaller by the second. His features were distinguished- curly, reddish brown locks framed a strong, lightly stubbled jaw. Your gaze slowly crept upward. You drank in his features, taking in every little detail until you met his eyes again. His eyes were the most unsettling part of his face. They displayed the potential for so much feeling, yet they remained totally unreadable. You couldn't tell what he was thinking and that scared you most of all.

"Magic supplies, huh?" Your voice finally came back to you, although quiet, as you quickly glanced to the bright blue writing imprinted on the side of the imposing man's vehicle. "What's a magician doing out at this hour? Pretty sure all the birthday parties are done for the day." You quirked a brow upward slightly. Where your sudden boldness came from, you didn't know. Maybe it was adrenaline, maybe it was Maybeline. Or maybe it was the fact that you'd had a long day and your capacity for fucks given had been maxed out. Regardless, the man found humor in your attitude change, and your voice seemed to mesmerize him. His toothy grin spread from ear to ear and a melodic chuckle escaped him. "I like your spunk, bunny. But I think you've got me all wrong. Im not exactly the party goin' type." He rolled his shoulders. "But you never answered my question." He stepped closer to you, now a hair's breadth away from you. It was almost a challenge, like he'd hoped you'd back away if he entered your space. You stood firm, and not just because you still felt like your knees would buckle if you tried to take even the smallest step. "Do you believe in magic?" He asked again. Any hint of playfulness left his tone and his voice dropped an octave. If you weren't in this situation, you'd almost find his voice sexy- but that was a train of thought for another time.

Little bit of poison in me

I can taste your skin in my teeth

"I love it when I hear you breathing

I hope to god you're never leaving"

"I guess I might." You replied as cooly as possible. "Why?" As soon as it had left, the raggedy male's smile returned. You could've sworn he was actually excited with your response. "I am oh so glad you asked, my little lamb." He clapped his hands together and motioned you toward the back of his van. "I've got a little magic trick for ya!" For the first time in your little encounter, he reached out and touched you. His calloused hand grasped your shoulder and guided you to turn around. His grip wasn't painful. It was firm, but oddly careful- like he didn't want to scre you off just yet. You shivered, moving amicably with his direction. You had no idea why you were still here. You should've run the moment you saw... him. But there was just something about him that had pulled you in. Like a beautiful, unfamiliar snake found in the woods- you don't know if it's poisonous yet, but it'll sure hurt like hell either way when it bites.

As if in slow motion, you moved around to the back of the magician's van. He lightly squeezed your shoulder, as if encouraging you to keep walking. Or perhaps it was a reminder of potential consequences if you didn't. When you reached your destination, the man removed his hand from your shoulder and reached out to open the large back doors of the vehicle. You inched backwards the slightest bit. It was almost as if yoou could feel the aura coming from inside the van. It was dark and almost... malevolent. Your stomach lurched with the sudden groan made by the doors as they were yanked open by the magician. Another step back, but this time... he noticed.

Running through the parking lot

He chased me and he wouldn't stop

Tag, you're it, tag, tag, you're it

Grabbed my hand, pushed me down

Took the words right out my mouth

Tag, you're it, tag, tag, you're it

Can anybody hear me I'm hidden under ground

Can anybody hear me am I talking to myself

Saying, "tag, you're it, tag, tag, you're it"

He's saying, "tag, you're it, tag, tag, you're it"

"Hey now. Where are ya goin, bunny?" You could hear the twinge of frustration in his voice as he looked back to you. His eyes were stern as they met with yours, but you could swear to god you almost saw the slightest glimmer of disappointment in his baby blue hues. Did he really just not want you to go? Conflict began to simmer in the pit of your gut. On one hand, your morbid curiosity was pulling you in more and more by the second. That and, something else... something that sent a heat creeping up from the pit of your stomach, fluttering into your chest, and rising up your throat to your cheeks that flushed with this new warmth. Fuck.

Were you stupid? Probably. Were you gonna die because you were stupid? Hopefully not. There was also something so intoxicatingly fascinating about the man. You knew you weren't supposed to feel this way about something so dangerous, but here you were- going against your better judgement and ignoring your knee jerk reaction to turn tail and run like the little "bunny" he kept referring to you as.

"Nowhere-" You replied in a breathy whisper. He was pulling the air from your lungs without even trying, and oh he knew it. "Good. Trust me, I'll make it worth you while." He stepped towards you and reached a hand out to you, forcing you to shut your eyes- half in anticipation, half bracing for impact. You were surprised by the gentleness he used as his large, calloused hand grasped your chin. He tilted your face upward, beckoning you to open your eyes and look at him once again. He looked ever so enticing as he gazed upon you. His body language oozed confidence and swagger. He knew he was in control. His thumb brushed your lower lip, ghosting over the lightly chapped flesh for a fleeting moment. "Say, what's that behind your ear?" His fingers danced across the skin of your cheek towards the shell of your ear. He deftly tucked your soft hair behind your ear before materializing a black rose before your very eyes. "Where were you hiding this?" He questioned with a deep, rumbling chuckle. You were almost baffled, almost. But then again, you were far too focused on his hand to pay any attention to, well, anything else.

Eenie meenie miny mo

Get your lady by her toes

If she screams, don't let her go

Eenie meenie miny mo

Your mother said to pick the very best girl

And I am

He noticed your hesitation and nudged the clearly artificial flower towards you, encouraging you to take it. "For my lovely assistant." He remarked with a wink. You took the rose with shaking hands. This clearly pleased the man, as he almost seemed to swell with some sort of twisted pride. "See bunny? I ain't so bad." He cocked his hip to the side and waved his hands outward defensively, showing you his empty... large palms. You half nodded, switching your gaze between him and the rose. "And that's not all-" He lunged forward. His fingers wrapped around your throat. He squeezed, digging into the delicate skin of your neck as he ripped the air out of your lungs. He lifted you off the ground like you weighed nothing at all. You choked and struggled to fight against him, but it made no difference. He leaned in close, his lips brushing your ear and his hot breath fanning over your neck. "Didn't anyone teach you not to talk to strangers?"

Running through the parking lot

He chased me and he wouldn't stop

Tag, you're it, tag, tag, you're it

Grabbed my hand, pushed me down

Took the words right out my mouth

Tag, you're it, tag, tag, you're it

Running through the parking lot

He chased me and he wouldn't stop

Tag, you're it, tag, you're it

Grabbed my hand, pushed me down

Took the words right out my mouth

Tag, you're it, tag, tag, you're it.

As soon as he grabbed you, he dropped you to the hot concrete below. You landed in a fit of gasps and coughs. The world seemed to spin and swirl around you in a frenzy of muted colors. The heated evening air burned your throat as your lungs drank it in. Once you gained your bearings again, you looked around and saw the magician was gone. He had disappeared like black smoke in the night, leaving you alone once again. You had no clue how you were still alive in the moment, but you decided not to question your fate. Thinking to any great depth hurt far too much. Your bloodshot eyes shot down to the black artificial rose that remained clutched in your grip. You slowly opened your palm to see a small tag attached to the plastic stem. You grasped it with trembling fingers and pulled it from your fuzzy periphery and into focus for further inspection. The tag was blank, aside from a sloppily written digits that, when put together, made a phone number. Your vision was fading. You grew increasingly dizzy by the second, but you fumbled in your pocket for your phone. Dialing the number, you brought the device to your ear with little hesitation, seemingly pushed onward by an unseen force. It rang once- you felt increasingly lightheaded. Twice- your vision began to fade. By the third ring, your back hit the pavement. As consciousness began to fade, you heard the distinct words that pushed you over the brink and plunged you into darkness.

"Tag, you're it."

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@lxdyred @always-morning-person @queenstilinskis

Thank you. Thank you so much. I seriously did not think my first fic on here would do this well. I haven't written in so long, and to be able to do so again makes me immeasurably happy. So thank you, to each and every single one of you. Your support means more than I can say, and I am truly grateful for you all.

I'm working on another fic now, and should hopefully have it posted in the next couple of days. And don't worry, it's gonna be fully spicy. I promise. 🥵😈

Going to see the movie again tonight for the 3rd time, and I'm taking my writing notebook with me. You know, for ideas. 😉

Thank you again! I love you all sm! 💜

TBP characters x somehow famous reader ? ( It's up to you how ) thank you for reading my request 👍

so I wasn't sure whether or not you wanted the cast or the characters themselves, so I just went with cast because it made more sense.

If you wanted characters I can redo it! 💗💗 (this looks way longer than it actually is btw)

Mason

he definitely stalks you

like not in a creepy way, he's just always on your social platforms, literally waiting for you to post.

he's totally your biggest fan, and will literally attempt to fight all of your haters.

Before your relationship, I feel like he was very nervous to talk to you.

Like if you two were ever at a screening together, or a fancy event back when TBP was popular, this man would legit stare you down from across the room. Then proceed to duck under a table if you catch him staring.

But during your relationship he would be way more relaxed and confident.

He would be chill about pda and taking you on dates in public, but your fanbase would be doing cartwheels, cause everybody ships yall.

Miguel

He's so obvious about his crush on you that it's hilarious.

If you seen those lives where he's just reading comments, then one mentions your name. He's gonna ramble on about you for the rest of the live.

WILL NOT SHUT UP ABOUT YOU, and his friends are tired of it tbh.

bro literally forgets he's famous too and turns into the ultimate fangirl.

But during your relationship he's so sweet.

Always wanting to hangout with you, taking you out in public almost every day.

If yall ever broke up, yalls fans would explode.

They be acting like yalls children with how lovey dovey yall are.

Brady

I feel like he'd try to hide it.

Like he's not in denial, but he don't want nobody knowing about his crush on you.

"conceal, don't let it feel" he's literally elsa.

He kinda keeps to himself around you, in public and all that.

He wouldn't want to overwhelm you, especially with how the media reacts when two popular human beings get together.

So you'd def have to approach him and ask for a date.

During your relationship, he would thaw the ice a bit.

You'd have to reassure him of your relationship a lot.

He just wants you to be comfortable. Lazy nights at home, introverted hangouts, cooking together.

Pretty chill.

Tristan

literally the opposite of brady.

IS YOUR BIGGEST FAN AND DOESN'T CARE WHO KNOWS IT.

He's definitely trying to rizz you up at a fancy event, and you're just like 😐

Like whispering random shit in your ear, trying to make you blush, posing with you at every opportunity.

Kinda annoying tbh

But if you give him a chance he'll tone it down. He'll start be more genuine and less flirty.

Taking you out to dinner, not wanting to take pictures with fangirls even though you scold him for being rude.

def starts arguments with you for fun. Starting light hearted arguments with you for fun.

this mf is still annoying.

but overall very cute.

Jacob

He's honestly pretty chill about you.

He just casually approaches you strikes up conversation.

In the middle of an interview? "These lights are bright, am I right y/n?" Talking with a fan? "Y/n, don't you have that same shirt?" Signing an autograph? "Do you think aliens are real?"

like shut up 😭

He really just enjoys talking to you, hearing your voice is the highlight of his day.

Yall would ease into a comfortable friendship before he ask you out.

From there on its late night ft calls, stealing each other's clothes, and going on casual excursions.

def the easiest to date.

Madeleine

She's so funny.

Either confesses right off the bat, or confirms you're hers after yall lock eyes.

kinda reminds me of that one audio, YOU ARE MINE, YOU ARE MINE.

Yall could be talking about pregnant hyenas, and she'll randomly be like, "I love you".

like girl what?

During your relationship she would be super cute.

Yall always out together. You can never catch her inside for more than 10 minutes.

Mason be feeling like a third wheel every time yall three are in the same room.

Yall just in the corner flirting and mason's just sitting there like 😐.

def your hype girl, yall always turning up.

srry, this was so long 💗💗

Yo , can you do the famous reader one but with characters ¿? Sorry if I was not clear :p

my bad, it's not ur fault I was being dumb. I'm also writing this at 3:00 am, after procrastinating for a week, so sorry for any typos in advance. enjoy!

Finney

Will probably keep his distance from u.

Will admire u from afar, kinda like how he was with Donna, just a bit more extreme since ur famous.

This boy will just stare at you from across the room. No shame whatsoever. Can't hold eye contact for shit tho, and easily flustered.

Since ur famous, I'd imagine you'd be like a child act or actress, so Finney would go to the movie theatre every Friday with Robin or Gwen to see ur movies.

(just remembered how Robin is 6 feet under rn, I'm imagining Finney carrying a pile of bones in a bucket labeled "Robin" to the movies, LMAO, anyways...)

Since he's short on cash (I headcanon he's broke af, I mean he's 13) he'll hideout in the bathroom once ur movies over, then wait for the next audience to come and watch it, then sneak into that booth so he can watch it again. Like, mf u could just go home? But he's committed to u.

When yall got together, the whole school was SHOOK, the people were pondering over yall for days.

You'd have to reassure him a lot. He gets insecure a lot by ur status and what people say.

But Robin will beat the haters up!😁

Robin

will def beat up all ur haters, whether yall are dating or not.

He'll try to act non-chalant and tough around you when he's literally freaking out the moment u walk into the room.

Imagine him just locking eyes with u while he's beating up some kid, just holding eye contact mid punch cause he thinks it makes him look cool.

And ur just like "😐".

Like I said with Finney, he'll go to the movie theatre EVERYDAY to watch ur movies instead of studying.

He just ignores doing it cause homework's for losers.

Like aren't u failing math?

U get scary dog privileges once yall start dating. He's always staring people down when they look at you for too long, he's super protective.

Yall would def be a power couple.

Bruce

He fangirls over u.

Thats it, that's all I have to say.

He ain't a stalker, but is 100% ur biggest fan.

Will flirt with u, get u small gifts, and invite u to his baseball games.

Will definitely serenade u with a guitar in the middle of the hallway, then laugh when u get embarrassed.

He brags to his friends about u all the time.

Nobody's surprised when yall start dating.

The popular boy and the movie star, it was a match made in heaven.

Like with Robin, yall would be a power couple.

Vance

He's literally ur biggest hater, polar opposite of Bruce.

He doesn't really hate u, he's just trying to deny his feelings for u by becoming ur mortal enemy.

He's trying to convince himself he doesn't like you, even tho he thinks about u (and pinball) all day.

Teases u, calls u names, goes out of his way to ruin ur day, he's honestly a menace.

"Vance! Did you see y/n's new movie? It's so cool!" "She looks like a seahorse be fr." "😟"

Vance is just insecure, with his dirty reputation, it's hard for him to believe someone like you would want someone like him.

He's unsure of how to process his emotions correctly, so he just bottles them up. Then imagine yall get into an argument, then all his pent-up feelings come pouring out in an aggressive confession, then yall get together.

The world was SHOOK, again.

Nobody could connect the dots, the goofy "bad boy" dating the movie star? Nobody predicted it.

He keeps his affection under the radar, wouldn't want to ruin his reputation.

He claims ur turning him into a "softie", but he's totally whipped for u.

Scary dog privileges, too.

Hcs about how would you think they would react at a Haunted house ? Thank you for reading 👍

sorry this took so long, I was procrastinating again, and my teachers love when I don't sleep to do their unnecessarily large portions of work!😁 Anyway, I hope you enjoy.

Finney

He's a scaredy cat

He doesn't want to admit it because he wants to look cool, but it's obvious.

He's shuddering the whole time yall are there. You tell him if he's scared, yall can leave, and he just like

"Y/n, don't worry, I'm just cold" he says while looking around anxiously.

"Finney, it's 70 degrees out, there's no way ur cold."

He's in a complete state of paranoia, and nothing can shake him out of it.

Yall remember that scene, when he was watching that scary movie while Gwen was at Susie's house?

And he got so freaked out, even though the blood looked like tomato sauce.

He's like that but 10 times worst.

You could lightly, like a feather) tap him on the shoulder, and he'll turn into Hoppy Hopscotch and flinch away from you.

Won't let go of your hand the entire time, he uses you to stay grounded (sane).

Would probably go with you and Gwen or Robin because he wants them to protect you cause he knows he can't.

Robin

Is probably a little bit freaked out, but he channels it differently.

Like... with his fist.

He's squared up the entire time your there.

He's a bit jumpy, so try not to touch him unprovoked.

Like you just tap him on the shoulder, and he freaks out and hits you square in the face.

"I told you not to sneak up on me! Dumbass..."

"Dude I said I was sorry."

Will probably fight the actors, and get you both kicked out.

Like, I honestly wouldn't go with him, sir you're staying home today.

He kinda ruins the experience, he has you behind him at all times, so you literally can't see shit.

Your parent/parents would ask you "Was it scary y/n?"

Ur like "Well I wouldn't know, you should ask Robin 😒"

While he's walking you home, he's thinking to himself about how cool he must've looked in front of you, protecting you and stuff.

and ur like, "Robin, I had no fun. You ruined the ENTIRE thing."

"😧"

Safe to say yall are going to the arcade for your next date.

Bruce

Probably the best to go with tbh.

Is just there to have fun, that's it.

I don't think he gets that scared, like he'll jump a little and then that's it.

If he does get scared, he'll probably just start complimenting the actor while ur just standing there like "😐"

Yall are just skipping down a dark, creepy hallway holding hands and you get jumpscared.

Ur over here about to pass out and he's just like "nice hat".

Like hello?

He just doesn't get that scared.

But he'll want to reassure you if you're the type to get scared easily.

Will try and sneak his baseball bat in the house (idk how he'll pull that off lmao) if it makes you feel better.

And this isn't really important, but I feel like he'd be the dumbest in horror movies.

Since he doesn't get frightened easily, he'd most likely be the most naive and say, "Let's split up!😃".

(that's probably what got him kidnapped💀)

Vance

Have I mentioned how annoying he is?

People think I have some personal beef with his character, but I swear I don't.

I just headcanon him as a bitch lmao.

But at a haunted house I think he'd be fearless.

He'd just be unbothered the entire time.

He'd probably complain about going. You guys spend most of your dates at grabngo (lame ass date vance) playing pinball.

So it makes sense that he'd rather be there.

His face the entire time would just be "😒", like turn that frown upside down?

He'd probably laugh when you get jumpscared.

But if you do get a little too frightened, he'd start cursing the actor out instead of just leaving.

Like the man is just trying to do his job.

So you guys would probably get kicked out, thanks Vance 😊.

But if yall don't, and you get scared, he'd place a reassuring hand on your wrist, to calm you down.

And that's about it, otherwise he's a jerk.

How I imagine Vance's and Griffin's frindship:

What was the reason? 😐

Me watching Robin walk straight towards the grabber’s van:

No one:

Not a single soul:

The grabber luring in Finney: