#(not that i dont like the 5th he's just paired with the group that includes nyssa so it's by extension)

[misfittq]

missing classic who hours

[summ6rbummer]

patrick hocksetter x female bully victim

ASKFJSKDJHSLA BLESS YOU FOR GIVING ME SOMETHING TO WRITE ILY (PSA) if you like any of my work, pls pls pls request something!! i love writing these!

okay i got this in the bag. im not gonna use a lot of descriptive terms for the girl in this because i didnt get a lot of input WHICH is not a problem but i dont wanna make this unfit for the requester (or anyone frls) anywayss basically the reader in this is has been targeted for quite a few years, starting in elementary with bowers and hocksetter, then in middle school with huggins and criss. i also wasnt sure if this was supposed to be a ship or romantic or not butt im making it a little bit. but not a lot. im gonna js start writing now i hope you enjoy!! also this might be a little long.

little one

patrick hocksetter x female! bully victim

(first person)

tw! stalking - lowkey sexual harassment - mentions of suicide-

first day of 5th grade, stepper elementary school derry Maine. my mom had picked an outfit for my first day, a pair of overalls and a little striped short sleeve with my boots and some ponytails. thinking back, that was an adorable outfit. yet the way i remember feeling when they ruined it was not.

i had that class with dumb and dumber themselves, patrick hocksetter and henry bowers. i didn't know much about them at the time, considering that 5th grade was the first year i had a class with either of them. id heard rumors about henry and some boys he was friends with being huge bullies and to steer clear of them, so when i walked into that classroom on the first day and saw them sitting in the back corner, warning signs flashed in my peripherals.

id always been an anxious kid, hell my parents bothered me about it every chance they could get. anyways, i was already having stomach quivers about starting school, and now i was in the same class as them. of course, as i was trying to lay low, the teacher decided to put me at the table in front of them. i could just feel the terrible intent radiating off of the boys behind me, through the icebreaker games, through math, reading, science, and even recess. recess was where i met my best friend, Emma. she was in the other fifth grade class, with the other two boys, reggie and victor? i think that was his name. she told me all about the things people say about the group.

especially patrick. they say he killed his younger brother with a pillow when he was five. im still shocked to this day about that. but i remember going back to class after that and feeling oddly cold sitting down in front of that boy. throughout the rest of class, i was slowly preparing myself to ask the teacher to move my seat. so when the dismissal bell rang, i waited for the rest of the students to leave, including patrick and henry, to go to the teacher and tug on her sleeve to ask her to move my seat.

the next day, she sat me across the room, next to a boy named jonathan. i was feeling much better about that class, until about halfway through lunch. i was sitting with Emma and Jonathan, chatting about our highscores in dig dug. out of nowhere, it got extremely quiet in the lunchroom. i stopped talking and carefully looked around, before realizing everyone was looking at our table. my blood ran cold as i realized Emma was staring at something directly behind me, dead eyes and mouth agape.

slowly i turned around, only to be met eye to eye by patrick hocksetter. he had a sca smile on holding a balloon filled with something and a thumbtack. before i could even ask what he wanted, he stabbed the balloon directly above my head, letting bright blue liquid splash over my hair, and down my face and clothes. he erupted into laughter, followed by the rest of the boys, followed by scattered giggles across the lunchroom. i coughed in shock, blinking, before the burning sensation set into my eyes. i started crying, and my throat was closing at the smell and my coughing. through my blue blurred eyes, i stumbled up, shoved through the four boys and the rest of the laughing lunchroom and ran out to the bathroom. before i could even make it there, a hand grabbed the back of my shirt.

henry had pulled me out of the bathroom doorway, and now i was surrounded by the boys.

'hopefully that'll teach your stupid fucking girl brain not to snitch to the teacher about us." i heard a voice sneer at me. i rubbed my eyes and watched through blurry vision as they turned and started walking back to the lunchroom. "but we aren't done with you SNITCH" i heard henry yell as i carefully stumbled into the bathroom.

and they decided they weren't done with me. not for the rest of the year, not for the year of 6th grade, or 7th grade, or 8th, or oven freshman year. and each year they got more and more creative. it evolved from shoving me on the playground, to snipping off pieces of my hair when i wasn't paying attention, then when i hit puberty, showing off my bled-through gym shorts, catcalling me in the hallways, and snapping my bra straps. leaving threatening notes in my locker, as well as dead flies, yknow, the usual.

eventually, i got used to the humiliation, but i was extremely surprised that it all came from me just asking to move my seat in fifth grade.

now its sophomore year, and its gotten worse yet better. im only really targeted by patrick and henry, the other two are really just in for the ride. belch, as they call him, is actually kinda nice to me. we have social studies together. i let him borrow a pencil one time and give him homework answers and in return, he kinda started being nice to me. patrick on the other hand was treating me exactly the same. stalking me through the hallways, following me home, leaving me threatening notes, boring his eyes into the back of my head in class, carving his initials into my windowsill....

but it seems like hes become more obsessed than hateful. one time i found a list of my backpack contents inside my pocket. and half the time i dont even know how he finds out some things. its kinda scary. whos fucking kidding its terrifying. and im so fucking tired of it.

he terrorizes me. i sprint home everyday so he cant catch up to me. sometimes they all take belchs car and i hear the engine rapidly approaching me. all these things build up over the days and weeks, and it makes me feel like im genuinely going insane. i have panic attacks on my way to school, i flinch at people trying to hug me, i just live under the freakishly tall shadow of patrick hocksetter. i wonder how he can be so messed up when we're only fifteen.

anyways, back to present day, biology class. which i coincidentally have with both bowers and patrick. lucky me. i sat two desks up and diagonal from both of them, each on either side. it was the second to last month of school, and we were finishing our human anatomy unit.

i was zoned out, listening to the droning, buzzing sound of our teacher's voice. at the feeling of a crumpled ball of paper hitting my shoe, i came back down to earth, glancing over my shoulder at patrick, who had a grin on his face. i slowly reached down and picked up the crumpled note, opening it and reading it.

'you n me behind the school, 3;30. if youre late, pray you're fast enough to get home before i do. which you wont be. thanks little one.'

i let out a shaky sigh when i finished reading the note. then crumpled it back up and shoved a half assed thumbs up under my arm at him so i didnt have to turn around and look at his face.

my hands got clammy as people started to pack up their backpacks, and i felt myself getting a headache as the bell rang and students filed out of the school. patrick and henry sauntered past me, and patrick let his fingers slideeee across the surface of my desk.. like a warning. jesus.

i took a deep breath, preparing myself for what i had in mind about putting a stop to this shit. i held my pen in my hand, in case i needed to use it as a shank.

as i rounded the corner to the back of the school, i saw patrick leaning against a tree, twirling a stick in his fingers. i cleared my throat and anxiously kept walking towards him. he watched me walk halfway towards him, then he pushed himself off the tree and walked to stand uncomfortably close to me.

'what do you want patrick.. '

he scoffed and started walking around me. 'what do i want? well theres a lot of things i want from you.. if youre offering-' he chuckled near my ear, and i could feel him twirling a piece of my hair in his fingers.

i think that was the moment he drove me crazy. i elbowed him in the ribs and spun around, backing away. i could tell i was gonna cry, either out of anger or fear, but there were tears pooling in my eyes.

'im fucking done. what do WANT from me?? I have done NOTHING to deserve this, and yet you still humiliate me, and terrorize me every day. is this really about fifth grade?? because i feel like thats been repaid for a good four years. what do you get from this? do you get off on making my life miserable like some weird perv?? GOD hocksetter im done! im fucking finished! ill have to kill myself before you'll let me live!' i cried, pacing and screaming at him.

i stopped to catch my breath. he looked shocked for a slight second, and then his face went back its natural smirk. he paced towards me, grabbing my face with his hand, squishing my face.

'you sweet little thing. it is repaid. its been repaid for a while. you just intrigue me so much.. i couldn't possibly stop humiliating you.. you're too infatuating.' he stared at every detail of my face, almost mapping it, before he shoved my face away from his hand. he went right back to circling me again.

'yknow.. it was never really about scaring you. i mean of course i enjoyed that part, you're absolutely hilarious to terrorize.'

i almost laughed in disbelief. ive been going through this all for his shits and giggles. what the fuck is wrong with him.

'it really started wayyyy before fifth grade. it was probably around third grade that i noticed you. i think it was when you were in the school concert... i realized how much you stuck out from all the other kids you were singing with.. and i just became infatuated. i think youre real. like me.'

what the fuck is he talking about?? real? of course im real.. what is going on?

he was walking towards me again, and i stumbled a few steps back until my back hit the hot brick wall and i felt suffocated when i realized.

im afraid of you.

'i dont want to be afraid of you anymore. please. patrick please stop doing this to me.' i pleaded, willing the tears back.

he leaned in closer, if possible, pressing me against the wall. i felt him inhale against my scalp, and for a minute, i felt the wind stop blowing and the birds stop chirping, and i could only feel my heartbeat in my ears and could only smell the sweat and bodyspray that came off of him.

then he backed up, pulled his hands off my shoulders, and stepped away. "go. im not done, but you're done being terrorized."

i shuddered. praying he wasn't lying. i slowly turned my back and started walking away, when i heard him call after me.

'hey. just so you know, youre mine. so youre safe for now. but youre still mine. some things are staying the same. go home.'

i turned around again and started walking home, going over what had just happened. on repeat again and again. what did he mean? im real? of course im real..

what the fuck just happened.

ok so i think that was good.. and im done now so thank you sunshine!

-junie

[1000scrubs]

Round 1: Sir Cola Domino

Writer Sir Cola Domino’s entry for the initial prompts from 2 years ago

    It was a Friday in an ice cream shop in downtown Birmingham. A small child was going to bed, or so his parents thought. See, this child had sought a very important item, so he snuck out in the middle of the night.  

The child was dubbed Jennifer Jonathan Andy The III Attorney at Law, he preferred Jandy. He had gone to a nearby discount store to buy some paints so he could finally pick up that Bob Ross tutorial that his father bought him for his 5th birthday. It was an odd gift to give to a 5 year old, but Jandy couldn’t really complain to his father, for he had died  shortly after.  

The paints he desired were out of stock in most places, including the store he had snuck out to visit. Jandy went to the back of the store to see if they had paints, because little Jandy doesn’t give a damn about restricted areas, only to find a secret entrance that lead to a Secretly Secret Underground Facility of Secrets.  

“Holy crap Louis, it’s a secret entrance that leads to a Secretly  Secret Underground Facility of Secrets.” Jandy said aloud to no one in particular. He paused for a moment, “What the hell am I saying?”

   Jandy lowered himself into the secret entrance of secrets, and he found himself gazing down a long, seemingly unending hallway. Two secret agents were walking up and spotted him.  

“What the hell? Is that a kid? Who let a kid down here? Does anyone know what to do if a child finds a super secret government base?” They spoke among themselves, bewildered that there was a small child in the base.

Jandy said “You can’t kill me, I’m a little baby boy!”  

“Right you are. It would be pretty messed up if we shot a child,” said the well dressed agent, “let’s bring him to The Main Man.” said the taller agent. They slapped a pair of cuffs on Jandy and made there way to The Main Man.  

    “Well, well, well, what’s we got here?” asked The Main Man.  

“Um, well sir, this small child was roaming around the Secretly Secret Underground Facility of Secrets.” the stumpy agent replied.

“What you waiting for? Shoot the little bugger!” exclaimed The Main Man.  

“But… he’s a kid…” said the agent with the magnificent moustache.  

“Hmm, you’re right. It would be pretty messed up if we shot a child.” said The Main Man.  

“Very well kid, you win. We can grant you anything in the world, if you don’t speak of this encounter ever again.” The Main Man explained to the small, dumbfounded child.  

“Umm, how about some paint?” Asked Jandy  

“HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA, now that right there is funny!” laughed The Main Man, “ but seriously, what did you want?”  

“Really, I want some paints.” Jandy said.  

“YOU LISTEN HERE LITTLE VERMIN, IF YOU DONT TAKE THIS OFFER SERIOUSLY IM GONNA STAB YOUR SMALL, INSIGNIFICANT LITTLE HEART!!!” screamed The Main Man.    

“Sir, I thought the whole point is that we couldn’t kill him because he was a kid.” Said the balding agent.  

“WHICH ONE OF YOU SAID THAT?!” asked The Main Man.  

“Uh… me…” replied the balding agent.  

“YOU’RE FIRED! Now kid, listen closely cause I’m only gonna say this once. We can grant you anything in the world, if you don’t speak of this encounter ever again.” The Main Man said.

”Look Mr. Main Man… all I want is some paints for my bob ross tutorial.” Jandy said frightened.

“A Bob Ross tutorial? Well bloody hell, that’s all you had to say. Of course we can do that!” said The Main Man, “The only problem is that the world has a bit of a shortage in the paints needed for a Bob Ross tutorial.” explained The Main Man. “Ooooh, I got an idea! Don’t worry kid, it will benefit us both. We’ll need a few days to prepare, so we’ll call you back when we’re ready.”  

Jandy was uncuffed and given a card with a number on it, “This is my number, ignore the therapist part that was my previous job. I just didn’t want to make new ones.” The Main Man told Jandy.  

   The next day Jandy sat around the ice cream store, bored, anxious and having nothing to do except eat the ice cream meant for the customers, slowly putting his mother out of business. Suddenly Jandy had gotten a call “Hey, is this Jennifer Jonathan  Andy the III Attorney at Law?” Asked an agent with a lisp over the phone  

“Yes.” said Jandy.

“It’s time.” said the agent with a lisp. Jandy made his way back to the Secretly Secret Underground Facility of Secrets, he found two agents waiting for him.

“This way sir.” said the agent with one arm, Jandy followed the agents to a room that was unfamiliar.  

“Well, well, well, if it isn’t little old Jennifer Jonathan Andy the III Attorney at Law? Bloody hell, that’s a mouthful” Said The Main Man  

“You can call me Jandy Mr. Main Man.” Jandy said.  

“Please please, Mr. Main Man was my father, call me The.”  

“Your name is The?” asked Jandy.

“Yes.” He stated.

“Ok. What exactly is all this?” asked Jandy.

“What you see before you is a machine that can shoot your molecules forward or backward through the space time quantiniumiam. You see, we needed an excuse to test this technology, and you need paint. So it’s a win win, except for the possibility that the machine will scatter your molecules throughout time instead of group them together in one certain point. Or if it rearranges your molecules-“  

Jandy stood there in shock. ”WHAT!?” he interrupted bewildered  

“Well, it’s quite simple really. The paints can only be found in the future. According to our calculations, there’s an ice cream shop right across from our store. That ice cream shop gets super successful in the future, and because it’s right across from the ice cream so does our store. So successful in fact, that the Bob Ross overlords notices and stocks us up with the needed paints-“  

“NOT THAT, THE PART ABOUT ME DYING!” Jandy interrupted again.

“Oh no, no, you won’t die. You’ll be very much alive, but you’ll wish you were dead. Anyways, our calculations should come to fruition. Unless say, someone were to eat all the ice cream, say… an hour ago. But what are the odds of that happening, right?” Explained The.  

Jandy paused for a moment, “I ATE ALL THE ICE CREAM!” he thought to himself, “Yea, what are the odds?” Jandy said.  

“Here, bring some agents with you. Here’s a communication device for when we need to pull you back.”  

Jandy and the two agents stepped into the machine. All Jandy could see was a bright blue light and then poof! He stepped out, only to see nothing but destruction and chaos.  

“What the hell!?” Exclaimed the agent with the unibrow, before quickly being eaten alive by a big hideous monster.

“AHHH HOLY CRAP!” screamed the agent with a birthmark on their forehead before being devoured by another monster.

Jandy tried running for it, but tripped because Jandy sucks. As he fell he heard a loud CRACK, “Uh oh, hope that wasn’t the communicater.” He thought to himself.  

The monsters surrounded him, and right as they were about to feast, a laser zipped right through one of the monsters. The monster went limp. From behind him, three hooded figures equipped with jet packs  came flying in. They killed the rest of the monsters in a maneuver of such unbelievable coordination, trust, and precision, that it could not possibly be described with mere words.  

The tallest of the figures walked up to Jandy, he stood there for a moment before taking off his hood. The other two figures took off their hoods as well. The man standing closest had a face that was oddly familiar, yet Jandy had never seen it before. The other was a woman who looked roughly the same age as the man. The last, a girl, looked much younger, seemingly a teenager. All three of them donned battle scars.  

“What the shit?” said the man, with a confused look on his face.  

“What are you doing out here kid? It’s not safe.” asked the teenager.

“Uh, I’m here to get some paints.” said Jandy.  

“Holy crap Louis! I think that’s me.” the man said.  

“Who the hell is Louis?” asked the woman.  

“Nothing, it’s just a thing I say”  

“Did you say that’s you?” asked the teenager.  

“That kid looks exactly like me, and he’s looking for paint. That’s been my damn life goal!” the man explained.  

“Hey, I don’t want any trouble. I’m just a little baby boy trying to get some paints.” said Jandy, worried.  

Some loud shrieks were heard in the distance “Come on, it’s not safe here.” said the woman. The group ran into a nearby ruined building, “What’s your name kid?” asked the woman.

“my name is Jennifer Johnathan An-“

”-dy the III Attorney at Law,” finished the man, “that’s my name as well.”  

“Holy crap! It’s a mini dad!” said the teenager.

“HUH?!” Jandy yelled.  

“How is this possible?” asked Future Jandy,  

“Probably something to do with the Secretly Secret Underground Facility of Secrets, aren’t they the ones who started this mess?” said the woman.  

Future Jandy looked over to Jandy, who was fiddling with a device. “What’s that you got there?” He asked.

“Uhhh, it’s a broken communicator that was supposed to get me back.” Jandy said.

“That looks like super secret technology! We could go to the Secretly Secret Underground Facility of secrets, and see if there’s anything there.” Explained the teenager.  

“Mariandy, I’m working with the enemy why would I help me?” asked Future Jandy.

“Mariandy?” Said Jandy confused.

“Mary Maria Andy Attorney at Law, also he’s you. We have to help you get back, or else we’ll all cease to exist, you dummy!” Mariandy explained.  

“Hey, don’t talk to your father like that. Also, of course we have to help you, or else we’ll all die you dumbass.” said the woman.  

“Ok Julia.” Said Future Jandy.  

  The Andy’s made there way to the Secretly Secret Underground Facility of Secrets. Across from them was an empty husk of the ice cream shop.  

“To think, all this started right here…” said Future Jandy.

“What exactly happened here?“ asked Jandy.

“It all started by the ice cream shop…” Julia said as she pointed at its remains, “the previous ice cream shop was run out of business, and so it was replaced with a new ice cream shop. It had lots of options, but it tasted mediocre at best.

“One day when everything was going as it would, aliens came. They came to this ice cream shop and asked for ice cream. A bunch of agents with distinct features came running out of the store across the street, saying they were ‘secret agents’ and that, ‘you all have to keep this a secret’.

“Once the aliens got their ice cream, they said, ‘Meh, mediocre at best.’, that’s when the agents panicked. They were yelling, ‘OH NO THEY DIDN’T LIKE IT! THEY’RE GONNA KILL US, KILL THEM FIRST!’ and then they started this big war that woke the underground species that are roaming around today. While the aliens and the Super Secret Agents were fighting out in space, we had to take care of the monsters that are destroying the entire world.” Julia finished.

“And to think, if only they made better ice cream.” said Mariandy.  

“This is all my fault, if only I had been a better son, and a better worker, then my mom wouldn’t have gone out of business.” Future Jandy said holding back tears.

“That’s kind of a stretch. I mean, it’s not like you were bored, anxious, and had nothing to do one day except eat the ice cream meant for the customers, slowly putting your mother out of business.” Mariandy said, “Right?” Future Jandy and Jandy looked at each other, stricken with guilt.  

“Oh my god… are you serious!?” yelled Julia.

“Wait, wait, wait, I think I have an idea. What if we send little me back, so he can go and stop us from eating all the ice cream?” Future Jandy proposed.

“I guess that’ll work, god I cant believe this all happened over something so stupid.” said Julia.  

“Then I can get my paints right?” asked Jandy.

“Yes! And then you can get your paints.” explained Future Jandy.  

“Sounds like a plan.” Mariandy said excitedly.

  After searching thoroughly through the Secretly Secret Underground Facility of Secrets looking to salvage some technology, finally they had found enough to fix the communicator.

“Alright, that should be fixed now.” said Julia.

“And remember, you’ll save the world, if, and only if, you make sure we don’t eat that ice cream.” Future Jandy said, giving Jandy the communicator.

“Alright, I got it, thanks everyone. I look forward to meeting you two in the future.” Jandy said.  

“When you meet me don’t use any corny pick up lines, it won’t work.” said Julia .

“Wait, you didn’t like my pick up lines? I tried them so many times, why didn’t you say anything?!” asked Future Jandy.

“You got me eventually, so you must of done something right.” said Julia.

“Bye mini dad! Your life’s gonna be hell once I arrive!” exclaimed Mariandy.  

Jandy signalled The to bring him back, and with one last look at his future life he saw a bright blue light, and then, poof! He was back.  

“Well kid, you get the paint?” asked The.

“No, look, I lied to you before I left. There is a chance of there not being ice cream, a big chance, because I ate it, I ate it all.” Jandy explained.

“WHAT? HOW COULD YOU EAT THAT MUCH BLOODY ICE CREAM?!?” The screamed.  

“That doesn’t matter now, what matters is that we have to stop me or else we’ll all die.” said Jandy.

“Alright, when did you eat the ice cream?” The asked.

“Like an hour ago.” said Jandy.

“Good god child, what is wrong with you…”  

Jandy walked back into the machine, once again saw a bright blue light and, poof! He was back in the facility.

“AHH HOLY CRAP!” screamed an agent with bright blue hair.  

“Jennifer? How the hell did you get in here?” asked an agent that was extremely buff.  

“Calm down you plebes, obviously we sent him here from the future.” The from the past explained, “What went wrong?”  

“I need to get to the ice cream shop now!” yelled Jandy worried.  

“Lucky for you we’ve been working on a secret teleporter gun. We haven’t really tested it, but if the secret space time quantum molecule shooty machine works, then so should this.” The shot Jandy with the gun, and, with a flash of a bright purple light he found himself across from himself in the ice cream shop.

Past Jandy went for the ice cream before Jandy tackled him. “OW, WHAT THE HELL!?” yelled Past Jandy, “Who do you think you- holy crap Louis, it’s me!” past Jandy paused for a moment, “Who’s Louis?” he asked himself.  

“Hey, look at me! Don’t eat this ice cream. Please, it will put our mom out of business and that will bring the apocalypse.” Jandy explained to himself.

“Seriously?” Past Jandy asked.

“Yes, seriously. Just makes sure this business stays afloat long enough, so that when the aliens come, they’ll get good ice cream.” said Jandy.  

“Wow, that sentence makes no sense.” Past Jandy said laughing, the two Jandy’s went on to have quite a conversation. Coming to a lot of conclusions, and ultimately changing their outlook on life.

    Jandy signaled for The, and with that, Jandy returned.  

“Well kid, we all good to go?” The asked.

“Yep, just one more trip.” Jandy said, another bright blue light, and, poof! Jandy was in a much nicer, friendlier future.  

He walked to the store where he saw his future self with Julia and Mariandy. “We’ve been expecting you.” said future Jandy.  

“Holy crap, it’s a mini dad!” Mariandy said out of excitement.  

“Huh, so you were telling the truth all these years?” Julia asked.  

“Thought you said you didn’t doubt me?” Said Future Jandy.

“um, you guys got any paint?” Jandy asked.  

“Hang on let me ask Brody… hey Brody, we got any Bob Ross paints?” Future Jandy asked. Brody emerged from under the counter, he was an alien. Brody made indistinguishable noises that Jandy couldn’t understand, but Future Jandy could “He said it’s in the back.”.

Jandy went to the back of the store to see if they had paints, with permission this time, and there it was. All the paints needed for his Bob Ross tutorial, sitting right in front of him. “I can’t pay for these sir-” Jandy started to say.  

“I’ll pay, it’s the least I could do.” Future Jandy interrupted. Jandy thanked his future counterpart, and said his goodbyes to his future family.  

“Extraction complete.” Jandy said to the communicator, and with one last bright blue light, he was back.

“Well, well, well, looks like you finally got the paint, huh?” The said.  

“Thanks for the help The.” said Jandy graciously.

“Just remember our deal kid, don’t speak of this encounter ever again.” The explained.  

“Yea, hey, one last thing can you use your teleporter gun to send me home? I’ve gone through a lot in the past few seconds.” Said Jandy.

“What the… how did you know about the secret teleporter gun? Oh well, I guess you did risk your life for us, but no more favours after this! Got it runt?” The said gruffly. With a flash of a bright purple light, Jandy was back home.  

“WHERE WERE YOU?! I’VE BEEN SO WORRIED!” his mom yelled, crying.  

Jandy hugged his mother, “I was getting paints for the Bob Ross tutorial”.  

The next day, with a all the paints needed, and with a fresh white canvas, Jandy popped the tutorial into the cassette player.  He followed the tutorial step by step, until he had created a beautiful masterpiece with the help of the great Bob Ross.  

Prompts lost, but estimated to be:     Who: A young child (possibly 5yo) What: Meets his future family  When: The ‘When’ prompt is lost Where: Birmingham, England Why: To complete a Bob Ross tutorial

[with-love-anu]

helloooo

okay not me full on gasping and blushing when you wrote "mera chand" in 💀's ask :)))))

okay so i had my 10th ka farewell sometime in mid-september and bc i changed schools i really wanted to meet a lot of people one last time maybe.

sooo as a background story, i have a group of 6 friends (including me) and we were in the same class for 5th-8th standard and then 9th standard, we were split in pairs in 3 classes. the girl that was in my class is the one i am the most not closest too (not like i am very close to anyone in my group - loner qualities :D) so i used to be kinda alone in the first few months of 9th bc ofc i didnt have any friends. then, i made friends with this girl (G) and another group with M (a girl who lives in my society). i and G used to hang out most of the time (except breaks when she went to meet peeps in other classes and i would eat alone in the class) and we had a mutual understanding that we might be the closest but we are still friends and that we will hang out together and be friends. then covid happened and we kinda remained in touch?? i talked to her more than the people in my grp of 6 friends (but still less for most people - like once in 2 weeks on an avg?) now in 11th, i changed schools but we still used to talk on the phone once a month or every 1.5 months.

so the farewell thingy started and i asked her whether she was coming anad she was like "i am worried that i will become infected with covid" bc it was like 100 people meeting in the farewell. and i was like "ofc it's your decision i was ust hoping to meet you ;(." now,,, i went and met up with my 6 friends on the monday before diwali and there, one of my friends (A) told us that G's group held a separate farewell. like WTF??? i dont mind you keeping another farewell, but shit G you couldve at least not lied??? i wouldnt have insisted to come to your farewell bc we both know that we were never in the same group but ig i at least deserved the truth????? fucking angered me. i aint gonna talk to her anymore.

plus, you remember i told you about that girl from my group who i think ive fallen for? i met her on 1 as well and meeting her is LITERALLY a reality check for me that we could never be friends or acquaintances, let alone lovers. for starters, she is aphobic (constantly saying it is unnatural that i havent had a crush on anyone and citing that she's had a 1000 crushes and she's never heard of anyone without crushes. she then asked the other 4 girls "have you had crushes?" and they said yes, so she was acting like it was proof that i am unnatural.) and her personality... just fucking deosnt make sense. she'll be sitting beside me and be very affectionate ot me at one moment, and at another she acts as is i dont exist. i get so angry at her sometimes, because fuck you M get you thoughts together.

also, i think i am aroace, but i do think that i have had crushes on 2 people (including M) but im not sure???? my sexuality is soooo fucked up (like me) and i just cant understand. but like... ive aksed a lot of people about how a crush feels and... i dont think i have ever felt like that. for M, i dont think im in love, i think i just want to be really good friends. there was this other guy who i hated when he came but then he grew on me. maybe i wanted to be in a qpr with him??? i dont know. he's engaged now. and... i dont know how i feel about that. but he was kinda problematic too (not very much - everyone is a little problematic i think) so maybe i have a type? XDD

anyways, big ass rant.

how are you? have you been watching anything recently? any new hyperfixations? are you excited about going to college????

also, to 💀 anon: i'm okayish? been sleeping a lot, have had two nights in the past five days which have been absolute hell. i start my classes again today. how are you doing on this not so fine day?

~ 🌔 (not me getting confused with my emoji XDDD)

OKAY I KNOW THIS TOOK ME LONG BUT LIFE HAS BECOME LIKE CRAZY RIGHT NOW- WITH PREPARING FOR HOSTEL AND A WEDDING BOTH IN A WEEK NO LESS-

And djjejejej I didn't think much-

Did she (M) go..? If she did that was really shitty of her :/ You know stuff like this used to hurt me alot until I just came to peace with the fact that people tend to grow out of relationships- you just gotta maintain the balance and try enough- not more not less. People who are meant to stay would stay and those who don't well, you have to let go. That helped me out of my toxic as well as *only for the advantage* friendships.

And I don't think I like this girl you had a crush on..? She seems to be two faced- I'd stay away from her.

AND NO YOUR TYPE ISN'T PROBLEMATIC. NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS.

I'm okayish- you know the feeling when you're depressed but making through with some amount of effort? That. No new hyperfixtations 💀 But I did start watching umbrella academy and have been noticing my attractiveness to characters worsen.

Pspspsppsps 💀

[foxes-evermore]

You have the url foxes-evermore, but please imagine the beautiful disaster that would be the foxes and ravens on a night out together (let's pretend this somehow is a thing that happens for plot reasons)

(sorry this took so long,, what a hectic day I’ve had,,,, this is such a cool idea tho dude, I’m with it)

I’m trying to figure out a scenario,, like maybe the ERC wants all the teams to do bonding things or something to promote friendly competition after all the mess during Neil’s first year??? and the foxes and ravens get paired up,,

- so listen I don’t go places,,, ever,, I dont know where to send them,,, so theyre going to the arcade- that’s right these angry babies are gonna play video games and minigolf in a dimly lit building, what a great idea *sides emoji @ the ERC*- first off Neil hits a raven with a golf club and gets kicked out even though “I didn’t even hurt her, coach, did you fucking see? She’s FAKING, I know what a real limp looks like!!”- Andrew leaves with Neil- Kevin tries to talk to the new captain about some of the issues he thinks she’s might be having with his old teammates:- “no listen, they have a hard time being alone, and a lot of them have insomnia, and you have to monitor their diets because a couple of them will go days without eating sometimes and-”- The new raven captain is a transfer because the school thought it would be good to bring in some new ideas and energy- She is so done, dude, she lets kevin talk for all of 10 seconds and then slaps her hand down on the table to make him shut up and shes like “no offense, but I’m ready to burn the fucking nest to the ground with all of them inside”- they’ve been giving her so much trouble and like shes so ready to quit exy altogether, but he spends the whole time begging her to stay and help them, he even gets Dan in on it,,- since its more of a kids place, there’s limit for how many alcoholic drinks each person can have, but Aaron finds a group of ravens trying to steal more from the kitchen. He knows he should tell someone but instead he helps them.- There’s probably an easier way to do things but he ends up crawling through a vent at some point, one of the ravens knocks out an employee, and they’re all found drunk in the parking lot together later throwing those little fun snap firework things at each other’s feet,, who even brought those???- Matt, Allison and Nicky hustle some arrogant freshmen ravens @ mini golf and win Lots of money, but they lose it all when a 5th year raven (one who’s got dark circles under his eyes and looks like he’s seen just about everything, including God himself) comes over and makes an extremely specific wager: - He tosses their purple golf ball halfway across the building. It flies through the leaves on a fake palm tree, bounces off a plastic hippo, hits Dan’s shoulder and lands in Kevin’s glass of diet sprite.- Renee disappears as soon as they get to the arcade, man. Everyone gets home and they’re like “where were you the whole time?? We didn’t see you???”- she came prepared. like she counted out the exact amount of money she knew she’d need to get enough tickets for that giant blue unicorn plushie. Arcade games are pretty universal, and shes got that one game, the one she owns. The game that she made her bitch years ago.- A crowd of ravens gradually forms around her as the night progresses, they are in awe. How does she win the max amount of points every single time??? No one knows.- remember that tired raven that ruined kevins drink? Renee gives him the unicorn plushie. He keeps it forever.

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