Ya'll Im Stuck-

Reminder of what you know

2012 Mikey x GN! Reader

Fhahfhht guys I'm sorry, Raphael may be my bbg but like...Mikey is so sweet :( anyway, I am closing requests for School Bus Graveyard bc I don't get requested anything else :')

Much love!!

~Writer Icy♡

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Mikey sat on the rooftop, his legs dangling over the edge as he stared up at the stars, his nunchaku resting beside him. The night was quiet, save for the distant sounds of the city below. His usual sunny demeanor seemed dimmer, his shoulders hunched as if carrying the weight of the world.

When Y/N climbed up to join him, they immediately noticed something was off. Mikey wasn’t cracking jokes or bouncing around like he usually did. Instead, he looked lost in thought, his orange mask slightly frayed from fidgeting.

“Hey, Mikey,” Y/N said gently, sitting beside him. “What’s on your mind?”

He glanced at them, his bright blue eyes shadowed with worry. He let out a sigh before speaking, his voice unusually soft.

“It’s my brothers,” he admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. “I know they’re just trying to keep me focused and all, but… lately, it’s like everything I do is wrong. Raph’s always telling me to ‘grow up,’ Donnie’s constantly pointing out my mistakes, and even Leo’s been getting on my case. I know I mess up sometimes, but…” He trailed off, his voice cracking slightly.

Y/N placed a comforting hand on his, giving it a gentle squeeze. “Mikey, you’re amazing just the way you are. They might not always show it, but your brothers love you. They just have a funny way of expressing it sometimes. You don’t have to change who you are for anyone.”

Mikey looked at Y/N, a small, grateful smile breaking through his gloom. “You really think so?”

“I know so,” Y/N replied firmly. “And I think you need a reminder of how awesome you are.” They stood and held out a hand, their eyes twinkling with excitement.

“What are you doing?” Mikey asked, tilting his head curiously.

“We’re dancing,” Y/N declared, pulling him to his feet. “Come on, Mikey. Let’s forget about the world for a while.”

Mikey’s eyes widened, but he couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled up as Y/N spun him around on the rooftop. “Dancing? Here? Now?”

“Why not?” Y/N said, grinning as they twirled under the stars. “No rules, no criticism—just us.”

Mikey’s heart swelled as he watched Y/N move with joy, their laughter filling the night air. He joined in, spinning and swaying with them, his usual carefree spirit reigniting.

“You’re totally the best, you know that?” Mikey said, his voice soft as he held Y/N’s hands and guided them into a playful dip.

“I’m just reminding you of what you already know,” Y/N teased, their smile as radiant as the stars above.

Mikey grinned, his worries melting away as he pulled them into a gentle spin. In that moment, with the city lights twinkling below and the stars shining above, he realized how lucky he was to have someone who saw the best in him—even when he couldn’t see it himself.

DAMMIT.

Okay so part 4 of Misunderstoof by society disappeared but luckily I saved it in my notes...

Gonna have to delete 5, put 4, then repost 5 again...IM SORY GUYS IM SO SORRY....I'll be updating my ML as well ugh

Thank you to the person who commented on which part it was, I would've never noticed that if it weren't for you😭😭😭😭❤️

I wanna make a request for these characters!

Ashlyn and Taylor (SBG), Monika and Renée (CPC) with an s/o who hunts werewolves for a living? Like, the job isn't easy—their s/o's entire body is covered in scars from previous missions.

Ashlynn, Taylor, Monika and Renée w/ s/o who hunts werewolves

Ashlynn/Taylor (SBG) + Monika/Renée (CPC)

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Ashlynn

Ashlyn would be both awed and terrified by your profession. She'd mask her worry with teasing remarks like, "What, do you just wrestle them for fun, too?" but her concern would be genuine, especially when she sees your scars. She’d often remind you to be careful, though she’d understand and admire your dedication to protecting others.

When you’re injured, she’d stay up all night, patching you up and keeping the mood light with her sarcastic humor. Still, you’d catch her staring at your scars sometimes, her expression softening with a mix of admiration and sorrow.

"Hey, just promise me you won’t get too heroic out there, alright? I like you better alive than legendary."

Taylor

Taylor would be endlessly curious about your work, asking tons of questions about the logistics and dangers of werewolf hunting. Her fascination would come from a place of genuine interest and a desire to understand what drives you.

When she sees your scars, though, her questions would falter. "How do you handle it? The danger, the... aftermath?" She’d listen intently if you chose to share, offering quiet support. Taylor would constantly research ways to make your job safer, even if it means suggesting absurd gadgets or protective gear.

"I don’t know how you do it, but if there’s a way to help you, I’ll find it."

Monika

Monika would be deeply empathetic, understanding the weight of your profession and the toll it takes on you physically and emotionally. She’d be horrified by your scars, not because they repulsed her, but because she’d hate the thought of you suffering.

"I wish I could heal these for you," she’d whisper while tracing a particularly deep scar with her fingertip. Monika would use her creativity to distract you from the heaviness of your work, planning little adventures or quiet evenings to help you decompress.

She’d also have a practical side, making sure you’re fully equipped for your missions. "If you’re going to fight monsters, then you need to come back to me in one piece. No exceptions."

Renée

Renée would be terrified of your job, but she’d never outright discourage you, knowing it’s something you’re passionate about. Still, she’d fret constantly, peppering you with silent questions every time you return from a mission. Shed fret, her hands waving as she checked over all your scars, dragging you to sit so she could patch you up.

Her anxiety would heighten every time she saw your scars, but she’d never push you to stop. Instead, she’d find ways to support you emotionally, offering hugs, warm meals, and sweetly written words.

"I don’t know how you do it... but you’re so brave. I just hope you’ll let me take care of you when you’re not out there being a hero."

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Villain Donnie this, villain Donnie that, what about Villain Leo? I think that guy has potential-

It's cold!!

Donnie and Leo x GN reader

Heheh cute shit I love Christmas

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A Snowy Retreat

It was one of those rare days when the city felt serene instead of chaotic. Snow blanketed New York, softening the harsh angles of rooftops and muffling the usual cacophony of life. Leonardo, leader in blue, stood atop a building alongside his partner, gazing at the cityscape as snowflakes spiraled down lazily.

"You know," they said, breaking the silence, "it’s kind of magical up here."

Leo smiled. "Yeah, it’s peaceful. Makes you forget all the craziness for a bit."

They turned to him with a mischievous glint in their eye. "Too peaceful."

Before Leo could react, a snowball smacked him square in the chest.

"Hey!" he exclaimed, brushing off the snow.

Their laughter echoed through the snowy silence. "You looked too calm. Had to fix that."

A smirk spread across Leo’s face as he crouched to gather snow. "Oh, it’s on now."

The fight began with a flurry of snowballs flying back and forth, each trying to outmaneuver the other. Leo’s ninja reflexes gave him an edge, but his partner’s determination leveled the playing field. He slid behind a chimney for cover as they pelted him with an impressive barrage of snowballs.

"You’re good," he admitted, peeking out to return fire.

"I’m better," they teased, narrowly dodging his shot.

After what felt like an hour, both were breathless and soaked from the snow. His partner was shivering, their gloved hands fumbling as they tried to scoop up another snowball.

"Alright, truce," Leo called, dropping his handful of snow.

They stood up, shaking out their jacket. "Alriiigghhhttty. But only cuz I'm cold!"

Leo stepped closer, concern replacing his playful grin. "You should’ve said something sooner." Without waiting for a response, he shrugged off his scarf and draped it over their shoulders. "Come on, let’s head back to the lair. I’ll warm you up properly."

They didn’t argue as he led the way back, expertly navigating the rooftops despite the snow.

When they arrived at the lair, the warmth was immediate and comforting. The hum of Donnie’s gadgets, the faint sound of Mikey humming in the kitchen, Raph training, and the scent of Splinter’s incense made it feel like home.

"Sit," Leo instructed, motioning toward the couch. "I’ll grab some blankets."

They sank into the cushions as he disappeared briefly. When he returned, he was carrying an armful of thick blankets and handed them a steaming mug of hot cocoa.

"You planned this, didn’t you?" they teased, taking a sip.

Leo grinned as he sat beside them, draping a blanket over the two of them. "I always have a plan."

They leaned against him, sighing contentedly as the warmth seeped into their bones. "You know, you’re pretty good at this whole ‘taking care of me’ thing."

Leo’s arm wrapped around their shoulders, pulling them closer. "That’s because you’re my favorite snowball rival."

They laughed softly, letting the exhaustion from the cold slip away. "You’re lucky I let you win."

"Sure," he said, his voice tinged with amusement. "But next time, I’m bringing reinforcements."

The sound of their laughter filled the lair, blending seamlessly with the comforting chaos of the turtles’ home.

A Chill in the Air

Snow dusted the rooftops of New York, creating a winter wonderland that felt oddly out of place in the city’s gritty backdrop. Donatello stood beside his partner, watching the snow fall silently under the glow of streetlights.

"It’s beautiful," they said softly, gazing out at the serene landscape.

Donnie nodded, his bo staff resting against his shoulder. "It is. But it’s also ridiculously inefficient. Snow impedes infrastructure, slows down transportation—"

"Donnie," they interrupted, turning to him with a grin, "can you ever just enjoy something without analyzing it?"

He tilted his head, lips quirking into a smirk. "Not really."

Their grin widened as they bent down to scoop up a handful of snow. "Maybe this will help."

Before he could compute the implications, a snowball splattered against his plastron. He looked down at the damp spot in mock offense. "Oh, so this is how we’re playing?"

"Obviously," they teased, already preparing another snowball.

Donnie adjusted his goggles and crouched down. "Alright, but don’t blame me if you regret this."

The fight began with flurries of snowballs arcing through the air. Donnie’s analytical mind turned the skirmish into a tactical exercise, calculating angles and wind speed to land his shots. His partner, however, relied on spontaneity and speed, often catching him off guard.

"Gotcha!" they cheered as a snowball hit him square on the shoulder.

Donnie wiped the snow off, shaking his head. "You’re infuriatingly good at this."

"Maybe you’re just bad," they teased, ducking behind a vent for cover.

He chuckled, lobbing another snowball their way. "Oh, you’re going to regret saying that."

But the cold was starting to seep into his hands and feet, and after a particularly well-aimed snowball smacked him in the face, Donnie called for a truce.

"Alright, alright! I concede!" he said, throwing his hands up in mock surrender.

His partner stood up, grinning triumphantly. "Admit it—I’m the snowball champion."

"Fine," Donnie muttered, brushing snow off his goggles. "But only because my body temperature is lower than it should be."

They stepped closer, brushing snow off his shoulders. "Come on, let’s go back to the lair. I think you’ve earned some hot chocolate."

Donnie sighed dramatically. "Hot chocolate and maybe a blanket. Or two. Or three."

When they arrived back at the lair, Donnie immediately headed for the couch, shedding his gear as he flopped down with an exaggerated groan. His partner chuckled, grabbing a couple of blankets from the pile Donnie always kept handy for "emergency relaxation purposes."

They sat beside him, draping one blanket over both their laps and the other over his shoulders. Donnie let out a contented hum as he leaned into them, his cheek brushing against their shoulder.

"Much better," he murmured.

They smiled, wrapping an arm around him. "You’re such a baby about the cold."

"Excuse me," Donnie said, voice muffled by the blanket, "I’m a scientist, not a snow creature. This is not my natural environment."

They laughed softly, running their fingers through his snow-dampened mask tails. "Well, you’re in your natural environment now. Warm, cozy, and with me."

He turned his head to look at them, a small smile spreading across his face. "You make a compelling argument."

Donnie shifted closer, resting his head against their shoulder. They stayed like that, wrapped in warmth and quiet companionship, as the sounds of his brothers echoed faintly in the background.

"Next time," Donnie murmured, "we bring portable heaters to the snowball fight."

They laughed again, pulling the blanket tighter around him. "Next time, maybe you just stay inside."

"Tempting," he muttered, already half-asleep. "Very tempting."

Mood

My face when I sit down to write a Sofia fanfic.

Hello it's me again from your messages, I was wondering if it's possible to request yandere sbg x reader but instead of Tyler dying it was reader and they went to the hospital blah blah, and the next day were Aiden dies it's her she pushed him out the way. So in the end she dies twice there. What do you think there reaction is when we die twice.

(Also I'm the same person that send this in your messages a few days ago)

Thank you!

Yandere SBG x Fem!Reader

Reader sacrifices herself twice in the Phantom World

WARNINGS: Yandere tendencies, injuries/slight mention of gore, dark themes

Im sorry it's taking me so long, I start writing each request and then put it in my drafts until I can look over everything and post it but I feel bad for not posting so heres one that i did at work!! Please enjoy, I'll try to get the rest of the requests out this weekend!!!

-Writer Icy<3

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Ashlynn:

- First Death (Tree): When the reader dies for the first time, Ashlynn is completely shattered. Her immediate response is disbelief, unable to comprehend the reality of it. She cradles the reader’s lifeless body, tears streaming down her face as she screams for help, her mind racing with the thought of how she couldn’t save them.

- Second Death (Aiden’s Sacrifice): When the reader dies again to save Aiden, Ashlynn’s grief turns into something much darker. She’s angry that the reader sacrificed themselves once more, furious at the universe for forcing them into that situation again. Ashlynn starts blaming everyone around her, even Aiden, for "taking" the reader away from her.

- Hospital Reaction: When they finally get the reader back in the real world, and she’s taken to the hospital, Ashlynn refuses to leave her side. She’s terrified that if she takes her eyes off the reader, they’ll slip away again. The relief that the reader is still alive is overshadowed by the obsessive need to protect her from any future harm, making her more possessive than ever.

Tyler:

- First Death (Tree): Tyler is frozen in place when the reader dies the first time. It takes him a moment to process, and then he’s overwhelmed with guilt. He feels like it should have been him—he should have protected her. His grief turns into self-blame, and he becomes consumed by thoughts of what he could have done differently.

- Second Death (Aiden’s Sacrifice): When the reader dies again, this time saving Aiden, Tyler completely breaks. The guilt from the first death is nothing compared to how he feels now. He becomes erratic, angry at himself for not being the one to die instead of her. Tyler feels helpless, like the universe is conspiring to take the reader from him repeatedly.

- Hospital Reaction: At the hospital, Tyler refuses to leave the reader’s bedside. He’s constantly watching her, terrified that something else will happen. His yandere tendencies intensify, and he becomes almost paranoid, wanting to shield her from everyone—even the rest of the group. He’s determined never to let her out of his sight again.

Taylor:

- First Death (Tree): Taylor is heartbroken when the reader dies the first time. She immediately becomes a mess of emotions, sobbing uncontrollably and lashing out at the Phantom World. She’s consumed by the need to undo what’s happened and tries to cling to any hope, even if it’s impossible.

- Second Death (Aiden’s Sacrifice): When the reader dies again, Taylor’s reaction is even more chaotic. Her grief turns into a frantic desperation to "save" the reader somehow. She’s constantly talking about finding a way to keep the reader alive, as if it’s something she can fix. She becomes consumed by the need to prevent another tragedy from happening.

- Hospital Reaction: Taylor is relieved when they return to the real world and find the reader alive in the hospital, but the trauma of losing her twice makes Taylor more obsessive. She clings to the reader constantly, trying to bring them gifts and stay by their side at all times. Her emotions become unpredictable—one moment she’s cheerful, and the next she’s panicking at the thought of losing them again.

Aiden:

- First Death (Tree): Aiden is numb with shock when the reader dies for the first time. His analytical mind tries to rationalize the situation, but it can’t. He feels an overwhelming sense of helplessness, knowing he couldn’t protect her. This helplessness transforms into an intense need to prevent anything like this from happening again.

- Second Death (Aiden’s Sacrifice): When the reader dies saving him, Aiden is devastated. He’s consumed by guilt, believing that her second death is his fault. The fact that she gave her life to save him breaks something inside of Aiden, making him more obsessive and controlling. He vows to never let the reader sacrifice herself for anyone again.

- Hospital Reaction: At the hospital, Aiden becomes overly protective, standing guard by her bedside. His calm demeanor is gone, replaced with a quiet but intense resolve. He monitors every aspect of her care, questioning the doctors and nurses at every turn. His possessiveness grows, and he becomes determined that no one will ever harm her again—not even herself.

Ben:

- First Death (Tree): Ben is silent when the reader dies the first time. He doesn’t show much outward emotion, but inside, he’s boiling with rage. He’s furious that something like this could happen and is already thinking about what he can do to prevent it from happening again.

- Second Death (Aiden’s Sacrifice): The second death hits Ben harder than the first. When the reader dies saving Aiden, his rage turns inward. He blames himself for not being able to protect her and becomes hyper-focused on ensuring her safety from that point on. Ben’s yandere tendencies evolve into an obsessive need to control every aspect of the reader’s life.

- Hospital Reaction: At the hospital, Ben is a silent but constant presence. He rarely leaves the reader’s side, his protective instincts on high alert. He’s colder and more distant with the rest of the group, focusing entirely on the reader’s well-being. Ben’s possessiveness grows, and he becomes determined to shield her from any future harm, no matter what.

Logan

- First Death (Tree): Logan is a wreck when the reader dies. His usual cheerful and kind nature is shattered, and he breaks down, sobbing uncontrollably. He can’t handle the pain of losing her and is consumed by the thought that he should have been able to protect her.

- Second Death (Aiden’s Sacrifice): When the reader dies a second time, Logan’s grief turns into desperation. He feels like the world is playing a cruel trick on them, taking her away repeatedly. He can’t understand why it keeps happening and becomes consumed by an obsessive need to protect her in the future, should she come back to them.

- Hospital Reaction: When they finally return to the real world and find the reader alive in the hospital, Logan is overjoyed but also terrified. He never leaves her side, constantly checking on her to make sure she’s okay. His yandere tendencies intensify, making him cling to her emotionally, unable to cope with the thought of losing her again.

Ashlynn (First Death):

Ashlynn cradled the reader in her arms, her voice trembling as she whispered, "Please, don’t leave me. You can’t leave me. I need you." Tears mingled with the rain as she held on tighter, as if refusing to let the world take the reader away. "I’ll never let anything hurt you again, I swear."

Tyler (Second Death):  

Tyler screamed in agony as he watched the reader’s lifeless body fall to the ground after saving Aiden. "Why? Why did you have to go again?!" He pounded his fists against the crumbling walls of the Phantom World, his heart shattering into a thousand pieces. He would never forgive himself.

Aiden (Hospital):

Aiden sat by the reader’s bedside, his eyes glued to the monitors beeping rhythmically. "I’m so sorry," he whispered, his voice cracking. "It should’ve been me…Im sorry, I didnt- You shouldn't…im sorry…" 

*The gang is left with deep emotional scars from watching the reader die not once, but twice. Their love for her turns obsessive, each member pushing their protective instincts to new extremes in their desperate attempts to keep her safe. Even as the reader recovers in the hospital, the trauma of her deaths will haunt them, fueling their yandere tendencies.

Taylor (First Death):

Taylor knelt beside the tree, her hands shaking as she reached out to touch the reader’s cold skin. "No, no, no..." she murmured, her voice cracking as tears blurred her vision. "This can’t be real. I’ll fix it. I’ll find a way to fix it. You can’t be gone, not like this." Her fingers gripped the reader’s hand tightly, as if she could pull them back from death with sheer willpower. "I’ll bring you back. I’ll do anything."

Ben (Second Death):

Ben stood silently at the foot of the hospital bed, his eyes fixed on the reader’s unconscious form. His expression was cold, but his mind was racing with thoughts of revenge and control. "I won’t let this happen again," he muttered under his breath, his hands clenched into fists. "You’ll never have to sacrifice yourself again, because I’ll make sure no one gets close enough to hurt you." His gaze darkened, his possessiveness growing stronger with each passing second. "I’ll protect you... even if it means keeping you from everyone else."

Logan (Hospital):

Logan was paralyzed with horror as he saw the reader push Aiden out of the way, taking the fatal blow in his place. He dropped to his knees beside her body, sobbing uncontrollably. "Why did you do that?" he choked out, his hands trembling as he touched her face. "You didn’t have to... I was supposed to protect you!" His heart shattered, a raw and aching pain spreading through his chest. "Please, come back. I can’t do this without you."

your yandere sbg au with a very abrasive and mean reader, so basically readers parents are abusive as fuck verbally, and physically, so reader has taken on some of their behaviors, whether it be cussing all the time, or beating up anyone that messes with them (or anyone else the reader is friends with, aka the rest of the gang). Sometimes reader says really mean things even if they don't mean it. Reader is also constantly seen and heard cussing at and arguing with their parents in public no matter the occasion. Reader acts like this because they don't know any other way to express how they feel, and reader doesn't know how to ask for help whether it be in general or with their home life.(my personal headcannon fortis kind of reader is that they specifically dislike Logan because he reminds them of they feel and act "home") Reader does genuinely care for the group and tries to show it through their actions, but they hate it when their actions are questioned,sometimes reader comes to school limping or clutching a part of their body(i.e, stomach/ abdomen, arm.) On these days reader is very quiet, these can be oneshots or hc's either r ok with me! Ty♡♡!

Yandere School Bus Graveyard Gang x Abrasive Reader

Ashlynn, Tyler, Taylor, Aiden, Ben, Logan

WARNINGS: Mentions of abuse, harsh/abrasive reader, rude ass parents

Im so sorry it's taken me forever, I've been having trouble with my job recently so I had to ignore writing for a while but I've gone through everyone's requests and I will try to get them all out this weekend, bare with me!! Hope you enjoy this!!

-Writer Icy<3

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Ashlynn:

Initial Response: Ashlynn is both concerned and frustrated by the reader's abrasive behavior. She knows that the reader is acting out because of their home life, but she finds it difficult to handle their harsh words and aggressive actions.

Protective Instinct: Despite the reader's tough exterior, Ashlynn feels a deep need to protect them, especially when they come to school with injuries. She’ll subtly try to take care of the reader, offering them small comforts like food, bandages, or a quiet place to rest.

Unyielding Loyalty: Ashlynn never takes the reader’s harsh words personally, always seeing through the anger to the pain underneath. She becomes fiercely loyal, often defending the reader to others, even if it means taking the brunt of their anger herself.

Reaction to Reader's Quiet Days: On days when the reader is unusually quiet and in pain, Ashlynn becomes even more attentive. She’ll gently push them to rest and tries to subtly get them to open up, though she never forces it. Her protectiveness intensifies, and she becomes more watchful of anyone who might push the reader too far.

Tyler:

Initial Response: Tyler is deeply concerned by the reader’s behavior, especially when it comes to their self-destructive tendencies. He’s quick to intervene when they get into fights, often pulling them away before they can hurt themselves or others.

Aggressive Support: He matches the reader’s aggression with his own, using it to defend them against anyone who dares to hurt them, even if it’s the reader themselves. He’ll take on the role of the enforcer, making sure no one messes with the reader or questions their actions.

Hidden Affection: Tyler struggles with expressing his feelings, often trying to show his care through actions rather than words. He’ll be the one to silently walk beside the reader when they’re in a bad mood, offering a quiet but steady presence.

Reaction to Reader's Quiet Days: When the reader is limping or holding a part of their body in pain, Tyler becomes even more protective. He’ll quietly take their bag, carry it for them, and position himself between them and anyone who might ask questions. He’ll stay close, offering a steady hand if they need it.

Taylor:

Initial Response: Taylor is both fascinated and worried by the reader’s behavior. She’s drawn to their strength and resilience but can’t help feeling concerned about the way they lash out at others and themselves.

Manipulative Care: Taylor uses her charm and wit to try and steer the reader away from self-destructive behaviors, often manipulating situations to keep them safe. She’ll subtly influence the reader’s choices, trying to guide them towards healthier ways of coping.

Calm in the Storm: Taylor never lets the reader’s harsh words get to her. She’ll laugh them off or deflect with humor, always keeping the mood light and preventing any real damage to their relationship.

Reaction to Reader's Quiet Days: On the days when the reader is clearly in pain, Taylor becomes more nurturing, offering gentle support without making a big deal out of it. She’ll distract the reader with light conversation, trying to take their mind off the pain, while also subtly keeping an eye on their well-being.

Aiden:

Initial Response: Aiden approaches the reader’s abrasive behavior with a calm, calculating demeanor. He understands where their anger comes from and sees through the rough exterior to the pain underneath.

Controlled Compassion: Aiden is careful not to push the reader too far, offering his support in subtle ways. He’ll never force them to talk, but he’ll always be there, offering a quiet presence and a listening ear when they’re ready.

Strategic Help: Aiden often plans out ways to help the reader without them realizing it, whether it’s slipping painkillers into their bag or arranging for someone else to take over a task that’s too much for them.

Reaction to Reader's Quiet Days: When the reader is quiet and in pain, Aiden becomes more attentive, quietly making sure they have everything they need. He’ll arrange for them to be left alone if that’s what they want or gently steer them towards a place where they can rest without being disturbed.

Ben:

Initial Response: Ben is deeply affected by the reader’s abrasive behavior, taking their harsh words and actions to heart. He worries about them constantly, though he tries to hide it behind a cheerful facade.

Overcompensating Care: Ben often tries too hard to make the reader happy, going out of his way to do things for them or make them laugh, even when they push him away. He’s always trying to show that he cares, even if it’s not always appreciated.

Emotional Vulnerability: Ben is the most emotionally affected by the reader’s behavior, often internalizing their anger and hurt as his own. He tries to be strong for them but sometimes finds it hard to keep up the act.

Reaction to Reader's Quiet Days: On days when the reader is quiet and clearly in pain, Ben becomes even more attentive, offering them his jacket or trying to lighten their mood with jokes. He’s always hovering, ready to help but afraid of being pushed away.

Logan:

Initial Response: Logan struggles the most with the reader’s abrasive behavior, finding it difficult to connect with them. He’s aware that they don’t like him, and it frustrates him because he genuinely wants to help.

Persistent Care: Despite the reader’s dislike of him, Logan doesn’t give up. He continues to offer his support, even if it’s rejected. He’s always there in the background, trying to be helpful in ways that won’t provoke their anger.

Quiet Understanding: Logan is the most patient, willing to wait for the reader to come to him when they’re ready. He never pushes, knowing that they need space to deal with their emotions.

Reaction to Reader's Quiet Days: When the reader is quiet and in pain, Logan becomes even more concerned, though he tries not to show it. He’ll offer small, practical help, like carrying their books or holding a door open, all without saying much. He hopes that by being there in these small ways, he can eventually earn their trust.

In each of these scenarios, the gang is united in their concern for the reader, though they each express it in different ways. Despite the reader's abrasive and mean behavior, the group is deeply loyal and protective, willing to endure the harsh words and anger because they care so much for them. Over time, their persistent support may help the reader find healthier ways to express their feelings and ask for the help they so desperately need.

HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII, can I request a poly sbg x fem gyaru reader who gets bullied by Barron and his friends? (Angst but a very fluffy ending) :3

Unbreakable Sunshine

Poly! SBG x Fem! Gyaru! Reader

Warnings: Bullying.

I do not condone any sort of bullying. Being a victim in the past, its horrible and drives people to awful thoughts, feelings and actions. please be kind to one another<3

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The school hallways buzzed with chatter, sneakers squeaking against the tiled floors, and lockers slamming shut. But for you, the day was anything but bright.

“Hey, Barbie doll!” Barron’s mocking voice echoed down the hall, his posse snickering behind him. You clenched your fist, nails digging into your palm, refusing to let him see how much it hurt.

You were used to being a target for Barron and his friends. Your gyaru style—tan skin, flashy nails, bold makeup, and stylish clothes—was an easy target for their cruelty. They teased you for being "fake" or "attention-seeking," but today, their taunts were sharper.

“Got tired of coloring books and decided to color your face instead?” one of his lackeys sneered, drawing laughter from the group.

You forced a smile, acting unfazed as you strutted away, your platform shoes clacking against the floor. Inside, though, their words hit like daggers.

It didn’t take long for the gang to notice something was wrong. You always radiated confidence, a sunny presence that lit up even the darkest corners of the graveyard. But lately, you’d been quieter, more withdrawn.

“Something’s up,” Aiden said one afternoon, pacing the inside of the bus.

“I’ve noticed too,” Ashlynn agreed, her brows furrowing. “She’s been covering her face with her hair more. That’s not like her.”

“Who’s messing with her?” Tyler growled, his fists clenched.

“It has to be someone at school,” Taylor guessed, her usual happy demeanor replaced with a rare seriousness.

It wasn’t long before the pieces came together. Aiden overheard Barron bragging about how he “put that doll in her place,” and that was all it took to send the gang into action.

Barron and his friends were lounging by the lockers when the group cornered them. Tyler’s eyes burned with fury as he slammed a hand against the metal beside Barron’s head.

“You think it’s funny to bully her?” he hissed, his voice dangerously low.

Ashlynn grabbed one of Barron’s lackeys by the collar. “Say something else about her, and you’ll be eating through a straw.”

Logan, though less physically intimidating, stood beside them with a cold, calculating glare. “She deserves an apology.”

Barron stammered, his usual bravado crumbling under the combined wrath of the group.

“W-We were just joking!” he tried to defend.

“Did she look like she was laughing?” Tyler snapped, his tone uncharacteristically sharp.

By the time they were done, Barron and his crew were shaking, muttering apologies before scrambling away.

Later that evening, the gang found you sitting alone on the steps of the graveyard bus, your knees pulled to your chest.

“Y/N,” Ashlynn called softly, sitting beside you.

You looked up, your eyes glassy. “Hey…”

Taylor plopped down on your other side, her arm draping over your shoulders. “You didn’t think we’d let them get away with it, did you?”

“What?” you blinked in confusion.

“Barron and his goons,” Aiden explained, leaning against the bus. “They won’t be bothering you anymore.”

You felt a lump form in your throat. “You… you didn’t have to do that.”

“Yes, we did,” Tyler said, crouching in front of you. “Nobody messes with our girl.”

Tears welled in your eyes, but they weren’t from sadness. For the first time in days, you felt safe. Loved.

Taylor nudged you gently. “Come on, don’t cry beautiful!”

“Yeah,” Logan added with a small smile. “Don’t ruin the makeup you worked so hard on”

They pulled you into a group hug, their warmth wrapping around you like a protective shield.

“You’re not alone,” Ashlynn whispered. “Not anymore.” and Ben softly nodded, patting your head lovingly.

And in that moment, surrounded by your makeshift family, you believed it.

Can someone please tell me if they see the masterlist and rules at the top of my page?? ...to me, it looks like it's missing-

I really don't wanna rewrite that whole masterlist again 😭