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Yo, I’m a Pieces, Ace/Straight, and I can~! 

Hey guys rb this with ur sign, ur orientation + if you can swim or not, im gay a leo and I cant

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not knowing how to draw your favorite character

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Y’know what there’s a lack of? Support for Alana. 

So reblog to be part of the Alana Beck support squad. 

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BMC but its Kermit

Jeremy’s theme

More than Survive

I Love Play Rehearsal

The Squip Song

Two Player Game

The Squip Enters

Be More Chill (pt.1)

Do You Wanna Ride?

Be More Chill (pt.2)

More than Survive (Reprise)

A Guy that I’d Kinda be Into

The Squip Lurks

Upgrade

Halloween

Do you Wanna Hang?

Michael in the Bathroom

The Smartphone Hour (Rich set a Fire)

The Pitiful Children

The Pants Song

The Play

Voices in my Head

- Mod Jenna 📱 (With Help from Mod Rich and Christine)

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IT’S MICHAEL PARKS BIRTHDAY!

GIVE IT UP FOR THE ONE AND ONLY ACTOR OF LARRY MURPHY!  :D 

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Newsies

reblog if u agree

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Don't ever hesitate. Reblog this. TUMBLR RULE. When you see it, REBLOG IT.

The original post only has US helplines. I've added UK helplines underneath. It would be great if people could add numbers from everywhere in the world.

Depression Hotline: 1-630-482-9696

Suicide Hotline: 1-800-784-8433

LifeLine: 1-800-273-8255

Trevor Project: 1-866-488-7386

Sexuality Support: 1-800-246-7743

Eating Disorders Hotline: 1-847-831-3438

Rape and Sexual Assault: 1-800-656-4673

Grief Support: 1-650-321-5272

Runaway: 1-800-843-5200, 1-800-843-5678, 1-800-621-4000

Exhale: After Abortion Hotline/Pro-Voice: 1-866-4394253

Child Abuse: 1-800-422-4453

UK Helplines:

Samaritans (for any problem): 08457909090 e-mail jo@samaritans.org

Childline (for anyone under 18 with any problem): 08001111

Mind infoline (mental health information): 0300 123 3393 e-mail: info@mind.org.uk

Mind legal advice (for people who need mental-health related legal advice): 0300 466 6463 legal@mind.org.uk

b-eat eating disorder support: 0845 634 14 14 (only open Mon-Fri 10.30am-8.30pm and Saturday 1pm-4.30pm) e-mail: help@b-eat.co.uk

b-eat youthline (for under 25's with eating disorders): 08456347650 (open Mon-Fri 4.30pm - 8.30pm, Saturday 1pm-4.30pm)

Cruse Bereavement Care: 08444779400 e-mail: helpline@cruse.org.uk

Frank (information and advice on drugs): 0800776600

Drinkline: 0800 9178282

Rape Crisis England & Wales: 0808 802 9999 1(open 2 - 2.30pm 7 - 9.30pm) e-mail info@rapecrisis.org.uk

Rape Crisis Scotland: 08088 01 03 02 every day, 6pm to midnight

India Self Harm Hotline: 00 08001006614

India Suicide Helpline: 022-27546669

Kids Help Phone (Canada): 1-800-668-6868, Free and available 24/7

suicide hotlines;

Argentina: 54-0223-493-0430

Australia: 13-11-14

Austria: 01-713-3374

Barbados: 429-9999

Belgium: 106

Botswana: 391-1270

Brazil: 21-233-9191

Canada: 1-800-448-3000

China: 852-2382-0000

(Hong Kong: 2389-2222)

Costa Rica: 606-253-5439

Croatia: 01-4833-888

Cyprus: 357-77-77-72-67

Czech Republic: 222-580-697, 476-701-908

Denmark: 70-201-201

Egypt: 762-1602

Estonia: 6-558-088

Finland: 040-5032199

France: 01-45-39-4000

Germany: 0800-181-0721

Greece: 1018

Guatemala: 502-234-1239

Holland: 0900-0767

Honduras: 504-237-3623

Hungary: 06-80-820-111

Iceland: 44-0-8457-90-90-90

Israel: 09-8892333

Italy: 06-705-4444

Japan: 3-5286-9090

Latvia: 6722-2922, 2772-2292

Malaysia: 03-756-8144

(Singapore: 1-800-221-4444)

Mexico: 525-510-2550

Netherlands: 0900-0767

New Zealand: 4-473-9739

New Guinea: 675-326-0011

Nicaragua: 505-268-6171

Norway: 47-815-33-300

Philippines: 02-896-9191

Poland: 52-70-000

Portugal: 239-72-10-10

Russia: 8-20-222-82-10

Spain: 91-459-00-50

South Africa: 0861-322-322

South Korea: 2-715-8600

Sweden: 031-711-2400

Switzerland: 143

Taiwan: 0800-788-995

Thailand: 02-249-9977

Trinidad and Tobago: 868-645-2800

Ukraine: 0487-327715

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you know you just revived it right- [ Also your very cool and dank <3 ] 

Infini-cronch.

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[ one does now :> ] 

Are “x reader” fics with Rich Goranski even exist?

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[ I just saw this omg thank thank <3 ] 

Partner Up - Michael Mell x Reader (BMC)

[ Partner Up - Michael Mell x Reader (BMC) ]

[ Words: 527 ]

[ TW: None, just some fluff! :D ]

[ A/N: I’m so sorry that this is rushed, but I hope you all enjoy! I’m trying to think of more ideas, so enjoy my horrible first attempt at fanfiction! Maybe I’ll include Michael saying more stuff in Filipino… ;D ]

[ Translations: Sa susunod = See you later ]

Your eyes.

That’s the first thing Michael had noticed about you the day you came into his first period class, science; The way your (e/c) eyes sparkled as you introduced yourself to the class.

“Hello everyone! I’m F/N, F/N L/N! It’s great to meet you all and I hope to have an amazing rest of the school year with you!” Oh goodness, the boy practically melted at the sound of your voice. While in a daze, the teacher assigned the new student a seat right next to the left of him. His dark chocolate brown eyes followed your every move as he watches you sit down next to the male.

“Michael Mell?” The teacher yells, making him snap out of his little gaze.

“29!” He exclaims, thinking she was asking him for an answer to a question. The class snickers and laughs as he looked around, confused to as why they were laughing at him. It was then he realized that she was only taking attendance right now. His face turns into a light pink as he blushes out of embarrassment, looking down at his folder as he keeps quiet.

“Thank goodness, it’s time to go home!” Y/N says to themselves, stretching a bit as they stand up from their seat. The teacher points to the reminder on the board, telling them to get the partner projects started tonight. Since they were quite new to the school, they didn’t get a chance to talk to anyone before they left, so determined, they began to look at all their classmates, one by one, trying to decide who they’d enjoy most.

Hearing whistling, they stop, suddenly looking over to one of their classmates. It was a fairly average male, he had tan skin and some dark brown hair, or was it black? Y/N couldn’t tell. Though he did have a nice set of headphones on his head, playing some reggae music, Bob Marley, you concluded. Quickly, knowing it was your only hope, you tap his shoulder.

“Jere- oh!” Michael turns around to find your face there as he pauses his music, taking the set off his head. He smiled kindly, his face turning red as he started off the conversation.

“S-sorry there. Y/N….r-right?” He stutters out as you nod your head. You hold up a piece of paper and point to it. He reads it quietly to himself and then looks at you. You nod your head, pointing to the part in bold where it stated, “You must have a partner to do this. If you have no partner, you do not get full credit.” He gives a small ‘ohhh’ before bopping his head up and then down.

“Course I’ll do it with you!” Was all he manages to get out. Y/N smiles brightly and holds out her hand, to which he shakes back with a gentle grip before letting it go. They quickly made plans to meet later that night, and as they left skipping down the hallway, waving at him and yelling a goodbye.

Michael looks down at his locker, smiling softly to himself.

“Sa susunod, Y/N….”

[ Thanks for taking the time to read this little thing I made up! Hah, I think I might do a DEH character next…. >o< 

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Markers - Rich x Reader

[ Markers - Rich x  Reader { BMC } ] 

[ Request: Anon

“:0 you take requests, right? maybe a lil fic (or headcanons if you want!!) with rich if thats cool??? like, maybe post squipcident and he meets reader and the two of them are kinda crushing on each other and maybe a lil confession eventually??? its fine if you dont wanna write it btw!! do what you can bb <333″ ]

[ Words: 1,521 ]

[ T/W: Crying...? Soft Rich~ ] 

[ A/N: First request! Ahhh, I’m so sorry this is all over the place and late, but I hope you enjoy! Also, Anon? You’re super awesome, thanks for being my first! Also, thanks for requesting Rich, lil bean doesn’t get enough lovin’. ] 

Rich couldn’t help but smile at your face from a distance away.

You were currently immersed in trying to find the sketchbook that would be just right. This usually happened twice a year for you, the rest of the times that you came here were to buy new supplies or simply draw. The aura with all the people here was a calm and relaxing one, making it a perfect place to practice and work your magic.

“Hey, yo, R!” The short boy stumbles a bit, snapping his head over and looking at his best friend, Jake. He couldn’t help but smirk slightly when he began to see Rich’s face turn from its usual, confident look into a nervous half-smile. Looking over at where the other was looking, he notices that he was staring at Y/N. Again.

“Rich for the last time, you have got to stop staring at Y/N! You’re going to come off as a creep, you know that?” Jake whispers to him. Rich bows his head down a bit, biting his lip as he rubs the back of his neck. He seriously didn’t know what to do, it was the first time the male’s heart was set in motion just by looking at a person. Talking to Y/N? It was a whole other level. He could barely make out a sentence without stuttering and making a fool of himself, his face turning a dark red every single time.

So to avoid all of that, he would just observe from his little watch tower; stay in his cocoon and not risk talking to you; Something that was different from his loud, chatty personality. Rich shakes his head a bit, the red streak of hair flopping onto his forehead as he looks up at Jake, who was shaking his head.

“Goodness, you know, you’re not going to get Y/N by just staring at them! You gotta, you know, make a move! Use that confident brain of yours and talk to them!” Rich gulps, looking over at Y/N as they began going down the stairs to pay for their sketchbook. Jake did have a point, he wasn’t going to get them if he just stood on the sidelines. Then again...maybe you’d notice him first and then he wouldn’t have to make a move on you so qui-

“They could end up with someone else, Rich. You don’t want that, now do you~?” The love struck boy’s coffee colored orbs widen as he comes upon that reality.

Someone else could be yours.

Someone else could love you.

Someone else could do whatever they wanted to do with Y/N.

And that someone else wouldn’t be him.

His whole world stops for a moment, taking his time and giving in a few shaky breaths. Rich’s pale arms twitch as he tells himself to calm down, looking at your figure that was still downstairs. You’re beautiful, wonderful, sweet self. It would take him forever to describe you, what you do to him. Looking up at Jake, he smirked with pride, his usual self flowing out brightly.

“I’ll do it.”

Jake claps his hands together, cheering as he pats the smaller head. He complains a bit at this, though he didn’t mind because he was finally going to do it. He was going to ask out the person of his dreams to be with him.

Rich could hear a few cheers from upstairs as he descends downwards, approaching your body with a nice stride, perfect posture. Watching you from a ways away, he looks at how your grimace at the price of the markers. The markers that he always heard you talk about from the other side of math.

You were standing with Christine and her boyfriend, Jeremy. They’d been together for a few months now, and currently, you were ranting as if you were Alexander Hamilton. If someone recorded what you were saying, they’d be writing 51 essays.

“UGH! Guys, you seriously don’t understand how much I practically need these markers! They’re like, the best markers ever! One costs freaking five dollars, and a set?! 100! I’m never getting them…” They pat your back and try to cheer you up, though Rich just stared at you in curiosity.

‘Markers..? Right! Y/N is really into art!’ That was what sparked the idea to follow you a week afterwards, landing him here, in his current situation.

“H-hey! Y/N! Whatcha lookin’ at?” You turn around and look at Rich, your lips tugging at the corners of your mouth as you wave.

“Ahh, nothing much. Just some markers that I’m saving up for. What are you doing here?” He mentally slaps himself, thinking quickly of a reason that would make sense for him to be here. In the seconds he was thinking, you notice how his face turns a soft pink, he way he bites his lip as Rich usually does when thinking. You can’t help but smile wider as you watch him. Truth behold, you were in love with the cute shortie, but you believed that he was too popular to like someone like yourself.

“I was just l-looking for a present-t!” Rich stammers, his shiny orbs drowning with a look of defeat. You were going to most likely start asking questions to him, such as for who and who it was, since no one from school really was interested in drawing like you.

Y/N takes a different turn though, pointing to the package and nodding their head. It was probably one of the freshmen kids birthdays, Rich being friends with a few who were on the basketball team. Sighing, they smile.

“Well, Rich, I’d say you should get some markers like these! These are perfect for anyone who likes art, such as myself, though I’m not able to afford them yet…” Rich notices the way your face saddens, the way your beautiful lips formed into a pout, making yourself look very cute as his face goes from the soft pink to a blood red.

“A-ahh! Y/N! Don’t get upset, I can, um, I’ll buy them for you!”

Silence wiggled its way between the two of you. Rich slowly goes onto his tip toes, reaching up and grabbing the clear plastic box filled with the rainbow of colors. You follow his every move, gazing at the box, then slowly tilting your head back up a bit so you could look at a different side of him. His pale face was reserved, a subtle smile on his lips as he begins motioning you to follow behind him.

You were practically hypnotised, walking behind him as he pulled out his debit card and paid for the markers. He puts them in your hands with a smile, nodding his head happily. Rich seemed satisfied, feeling confident as he had finally wooed a girl without the help of his squip. Y/N’s face was blank as she stares at the markers.

And that was when the waterworks began.

“R-rich?! N-no way, you didn’t have to- I just- Thank you!” You ramble out as you collapse him in a quick hug, blushing as he gives a small gasp. He wasn’t prepared for you to land into his arms, nor knowing how exactly to hug you back. So what did the little twinky do? He slowly wrapped his small arms around your waist, pecking at your forehead.

There was a moment where the world stopped for him, his dirt brown eyes widening as he looks back at you, running a even more shaky hand through his hair, the fire red tip falling onto his face as the rest stayed out. He mumbles something inaudible to himself, stomping his foot on the ground. Rich shouldn’t have made a move so quickly, you seemed like the type that wanted to build up to a relationship and now maybe he ruined his chance just like he ruined everything.

Sadly for him, Y/N was watching this all unfold, hearing the last sentence he said, which he unconsciously said out loud. Y/N sighed, looking at him as they simply watched him, a bit unsure of what just happened, but whatever it did, it made their heart beat fast, maybe even out of their chest if this kept up.

“Hey, Rich, calm down for a sec, alright?” He pauses and looks at you, tilting his head slightly as he puffs up his pink cheeks. Your S/C hands took him by his tank top and pulled him gently closer. They smile as they move his red piece out of his forehead for a moment, only to see it flop down again. She giggles and he pouts but looks away, embarrassed and excited to be in your arms.

“Stay still and be quiet, enjoy this moment for a bit, alright?” Rich was opening his mouth, about to interject before you forcefully put your lips on his. He practically melts, his eyes fluttering before falling closed. It was a minute before you two stopped, a small smirk on your face.

“You know, you aren’t the only one who’s in love.”

[ Ahhh...I’m expecting a bunch of hate...but I tried my best...h-hope you all like it? Anyways! It’s ten PM over here and I most likely am going to get some shut eye, or maybe make another horrible piece of trash. Anyways! You’re awesome, have a lovely life! 

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:0 you take requests, right? maybe a lil fic (or headcanons if you want!!) with rich if thats cool??? like, maybe post squipcident and he meets reader and the two of them are kinda crushing on each other and maybe a lil confession eventually??? its fine if you dont wanna write it btw!! do what you can bb

I’m getting it up as we speak~ :D 

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Fake video game screencap.

Thanks @somebody-1 for annoying me till I finished this thing.

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I SWEAR WAS IT JUST ME OR DID I THINK THAT THE FIRST TIME HE SAID JAKEY D HE SAID JAKE PEED-

JAKEY D

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WHAT IS THIS SORCERY AM I DREAMING- 

GUYS GUYSGUYSGUSYGUZYD

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[ YO! I HAVE A QUESTION: WHAT IS THIS?! N-ninety likes?! Guys, you guys are amazing! I thought there were like, zero on it omg !!! Thank you so much for liking, it means a lot! Heh, confused because it’s trash. ;>; ]

Partner Up - Michael Mell x Reader (BMC)

[ Partner Up - Michael Mell x Reader (BMC) ]

[ Words: 527 ]

[ TW: None, just some fluff! :D ]

[ A/N: I’m so sorry that this is rushed, but I hope you all enjoy! I’m trying to think of more ideas, so enjoy my horrible first attempt at fanfiction! Maybe I’ll include Michael saying more stuff in Filipino… ;D ]

[ Translations: Sa susunod = See you later ]

Your eyes.

That’s the first thing Michael had noticed about you the day you came into his first period class, science; The way your (e/c) eyes sparkled as you introduced yourself to the class.

“Hello everyone! I’m F/N, F/N L/N! It’s great to meet you all and I hope to have an amazing rest of the school year with you!” Oh goodness, the boy practically melted at the sound of your voice. While in a daze, the teacher assigned the new student a seat right next to the left of him. His dark chocolate brown eyes followed your every move as he watches you sit down next to the male.

“Michael Mell?” The teacher yells, making him snap out of his little gaze.

“29!” He exclaims, thinking she was asking him for an answer to a question. The class snickers and laughs as he looked around, confused to as why they were laughing at him. It was then he realized that she was only taking attendance right now. His face turns into a light pink as he blushes out of embarrassment, looking down at his folder as he keeps quiet.

“Thank goodness, it’s time to go home!” Y/N says to themselves, stretching a bit as they stand up from their seat. The teacher points to the reminder on the board, telling them to get the partner projects started tonight. Since they were quite new to the school, they didn’t get a chance to talk to anyone before they left, so determined, they began to look at all their classmates, one by one, trying to decide who they’d enjoy most.

Hearing whistling, they stop, suddenly looking over to one of their classmates. It was a fairly average male, he had tan skin and some dark brown hair, or was it black? Y/N couldn’t tell. Though he did have a nice set of headphones on his head, playing some reggae music, Bob Marley, you concluded. Quickly, knowing it was your only hope, you tap his shoulder.

“Jere- oh!” Michael turns around to find your face there as he pauses his music, taking the set off his head. He smiled kindly, his face turning red as he started off the conversation.

“S-sorry there. Y/N….r-right?” He stutters out as you nod your head. You hold up a piece of paper and point to it. He reads it quietly to himself and then looks at you. You nod your head, pointing to the part in bold where it stated, “You must have a partner to do this. If you have no partner, you do not get full credit.” He gives a small ‘ohhh’ before bopping his head up and then down.

“Course I’ll do it with you!” Was all he manages to get out. Y/N smiles brightly and holds out her hand, to which he shakes back with a gentle grip before letting it go. They quickly made plans to meet later that night, and as they left skipping down the hallway, waving at him and yelling a goodbye.

Michael looks down at his locker, smiling softly to himself.

“Sa susunod, Y/N….”

[ Thanks for taking the time to read this little thing I made up! Hah, I think I might do a DEH character next…. >o< 

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