#Sasha waybright x reader

[amphibiahawks321]

[Sasha slams both of her hands on the table]

Sasha : Are you kidding me!?

Grimm : Sighs for the last time—

Sasha : You expect me to go to that disgusting cave just to get rid of some puny large ants!? My hair could get messy! You think this hair looks good on a daily—

Grimm : that's why I want Y/N to occumpany you... he'll go with you because I know you two are a 'thing' I thought maybe that could change you're decision.....

[Reveals Y/N sitting on a chair next to Sasha which Y/N starts waving at her]

Sasha : You play dirty....

[Sasha holds Y/N's left hand]

Sasha : Fine...

[randoms-fandoms]

Hi can I request a yandere adult calamity trio x reader headcanons please

Yep! I love stories where multiple yanderes share the same beloved <3

Warnings: possessiveness, stalking, obsessive behavior, guilty feelings, kidnapping (more like they just don’t let you leave, but yk),

🥀(I don’t know all the names for the yandere types/mbti things, but I’m gonna try to describe them—)

🥀Sasha, of course, is a manipulator. She’s unpredictable, cunning, and willing to get violent over you. She wants you all to herself, with the exception of her girls of course 💙💚 you’re not the first person she’s been like this about, but the others were just unrequited crushes. This time it’s true love, right?

🥀Marcy is more careful and precise about how she loves you— on the surface, she seems more normal, but that’s just because she can’t bear the idea of you hating her, so she obsesses in secret (except for Anne and Sasha— they’re just as fucked up as she is). She’s the type to steal your things and takes tonnns of photos. She’s the brains of the operation.

🥀Anne feels really guilty about her obsessive feelings. Shes more the dramatic and sad type, who’s only happiness comes from her beloved <3 she knows it too, it’s happened time and time again. It’s just how she loves. she doesn’t want you to be unhappy, so she’ll bend over backwards to please you. She’d do anything for you.

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🥀 you didn’t even know them prior to what happened. It was a mystery to you why they would choose you as their target.

🥀of course, it wasn’t really a choice. It was fate. Destiny. You were meant to be with them— each of them knew it since the first time they saw you.

🥀Marcy had flown out to California to visit Anne and Sasha, but after meeting you and realizing that she couldn’t live apart from you, she decided to move back.

🥀at the time of your meeting, you were working full time waiting on patrons at a high end restaurant— you were good at your job, but it was demanding.

🥀Anne, Sasha, and Marcy were having a nice girls night out, wanting to catch up after a few months of not really getting to talk much. Anne chose the restaurant mostly at random, but thank goodness it happened to be the one you worked at!

🥀Sasha saw you first. She thought you looked lovely, even in just your work uniform. You weren’t even waiting their table, she just spotted you across the room.

🥀Anne and Marcy recognized that smile as soon as it graced her face. The thrill of finding something new to cherish. “Look at that cutie,” she was casual enough, any outsider might just think she was planning to ask you on a date.

🥀Marcy was shameless, selfish almost. She felt no apprehension when she decided to let herself fall for you. She’s been so good for so long, she’s earned this. “Oooh, look, Anne!” She could hardly take her eyes off of you from then on. She had always adored pretty things, she just couldn’t stop staring.

🥀Anne didn’t want to look. She knew what would happen. She didn’t know if she wanted to fall in love again, it always hurt so bad. Even if things went well and she ended up dating the person she was interested in, it was all too much— she would start to worry, then she would rationalize getting too clingy and too close. Before long she would be afraid to let you out of her sight, and then you would leave her. Because she was broken, and couldn’t be normal about love. She knew she couldn’t stand it. “No, not again.” She groaned, putting her face in her hands. I was doing so well, why again? Sasha and Marcy are really a bad influence…

🥀”Come on, Anne. It won’t be like last time.” Sasha lied. “I can get their number for you if you want to ask them on a date,” she said with a smile. It was barely on the edge of a teasing, predatory grin; you wouldn’t notice if you weren’t looking for it, but Anne and Marcy saw. “You can have a perfectly normal relationship… as long as you promise to share.”

🥀Easily pressured, easily falling back into old habits, Anne glanced behind her. She saw you then, and you were the most perfect person she’d ever seen. You looked tired and worn down, taking directions from your boss, but there was a hint of defiant annoyance that made her heart skip. She wanted to take you far away and keep you, so you wouldn’t have to work so hard. She knew she could take care of your every need, if you just let her.

🥀Marcy and Sasha smiled watching her face darken with a blush. “See? Nothing wrong with looking.” Marcy giggled. “I think someone has a crush~”

🥀”Should we wait ‘till their shift is over?” Sasha asked under her breath.

🥀”No! I-I mean, you can if you want, I just— I don’t know if I want to move so fast.” Anne felt flustered. She wondered if you had seen her in the crowd, if you had thought she was pretty.

🥀”I guess we could do things the old fashioned way, like when we were in school.” Marcy mused. Anne frowned. Stalking. That’s what you mean.

🥀Marcy and Sasha were perfectly normal the rest of the night. It kind of put Anne on edge. Did that even happen? How can they act so nonchalant with them in the room? Disgust in herself boiling deep in her stomach, causing her to loose her appetite, Anne realized she didn’t even know your name. And she was already so infatuated it was like you were on a radar, she was aware of your every move. Creep.

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🥀Of course Marcy and Sasha hadn’t forgotten about you. They just knew Anne would take a while to get used to having these feelings again. For them, there was no guilt. It was like a game. It was fun. They were almost glad to have another special person to fixate on.

🥀As they were heading out to the car, Sasha had taken a peek at your name tag. She thought your name was very nice. Of course she told Marcy and Anne this new information later that night. She laughed, imagining how their group chat would turn into nothing but you in the foreseeable future.

🥀Marcy was in town for another week. She knew she didn’t have much time. That night, she had a hard time getting to sleep. She couldn’t stop thinking about you. She wondered and wondered and wondered if you were dating anyone. I wonder if I’m their type? Do they even like girls?

🥀mumbling your name over and over to herself, Marcy spent the rest of the night looking you up online. She was able to track down pretty much all of your social media accounts. She took countless screenshots of your posts— even if you didn’t post photos, or anything personal, just knowing your thoughts was important to her. It’s like you’re telling me this! It’s like I’m in your mind! She thought, pretending you were there with her, face flushed. She really had missed having someone to love.

🥀The next morning she was still awake on the couch when Anne walked into the main room of her apartment to make breakfast. She knew what Marcy had been doing. She still had that guilty feeling, but she let Marcy ramble and infodump everything she learned about you as they ate breakfast together. She secretly wanted to know too.

🥀That morning when you woke up you had three new followers on all your social media accounts. You wondered if maybe they were old forgotten friends you knew in high school— it’s not like your personal accounts were very popular, you had no idea why they would want to follow you. For some reason they looked a little familiar, though.

🥀Sasha was already getting restless by the third day. She had spent a good few hours parked outside your place of work or in the surrounding businesses each day, but she wanted to talk to you. Every moment she didn’t have you, you might be falling in love with someone else. Imagining it made her chest tighten up. She told herself she was just angry, just protective, but she was also scared. What if they don’t even like me? Sasha hated getting rejected. She hated losing.

🥀She texted the group chat on your lunch break the fourth day. I’m doing it. She then turned off her phone, even though she knew Anne would be panicking.

🥀do what?? Sash dont

🥀There were a number of things Anne could interpret that to mean. Stalking in real life instead of just online? She already was. Asking you out on a date? Anne certainly wouldn’t put it past her. Kidnapping you? The mental image of Sasha manhandling you into the back of her shiny red convertible was disgustingly thrilling to Anne. She felt sick to her stomach from guilt.

🥀When Sasha approached you in the fancy bakery across the street you usually ate your lunch at, you were a bit intimidated. You instantly recognized that she was there to flirt, and you weren’t necessarily opposed to it, but it had been a while since you had been with anyone. You weren’t feeling too confident in yourself, and Sasha knew that.

🥀”Hey, mind if I sit by you? All the other tables are taken, and you look the friendliest.” Sasha had said casually. She laughed, feigning embarrassed, shrugging her shoulders. “My name is Sasha.”

🥀You introduced yourself, surprised at how bubbly and talkative she was. You were beyond curious about her— what is that facial scar from?— but it wasn’t polite to ask, so you just smiled and nodded along.

🥀It was like a dream. Sasha knew just the right things to say because she had read months back in your social media posts. She had researched your interests, your favorite TV shows, made jokes she knew you would laugh at… she was perfect for you.

🥀You didn’t hesitate at all when Sasha asked for your phone number. “We should hang out this weekend. Wanna go to the movies with me?” She flashed a grin, pretending to be charmingly shy. She knew there was a new one playing in theaters you’d been dying to see.

🥀”Sure. It’s a date.” You said playfully. You went back to work with a smile on your face.

🥀I’ve got a date ;)

🥀Anne breathed a sigh of relief when she received that message— Sasha hadn’t done anything too drastic. She felt a pang of jealousy, but knew that it was useless. She would always have to share with Sasha— either that or get her heart crushed when Sasha inevitably swooped you away. It had happened once before, the very first time the three girls had fallen so deeply in love with the same person. She and Sasha had both asked someone out, and they had chosen Sasha. The loss had devastated Anne so much that she decided she’d rather share than be beaten again. That’s how she had settled into the group’s routine of obsession.

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🥀That Saturday, Anne was off work, and Sasha had her date. As she got dressed in a stylish pair of slacks and casual patterned button up shirt, Anne wished she was going too. Marcy was content to wait— that’s because Sasha had let her in on a secret. This wasn’t going to be just a date. The two of them wished her luck before she left Anne’s apartment.

🥀Three hours after Sasha left, Anne heard the front door of her apartment open. She’s back already? She was surprised to hear that the other girl wasn’t alone. The sound of an unfamiliar voice accompanied her, hushed joking and giggles, a familiar voice she’d heard in the restaurant only a week ago.

🥀Anne’s heartbeat sped up. They’re in my apartment! Why didn’t Sasha tell me? She sat up in bed, feeling her blood run cold. I hope they don’t think it’s too messy… she stood up and made her way to the cracked bedroom door.

🥀”Are you sure your roommates won’t mind me coming over for dinner?” Your hesitant voice was like music to Anne’s ears. She felt a smile creep onto her face. Feeling a rush of excitement, she gave in. Fuck it. I’ll play along.

🥀”Hey Sash, home already? How was your date?” Anne left her room and made her way to the entry area. She was nervous as hell, but tried to act cool.

🥀Sasha put on a show of acting annoyed. “I guess I could introduce you…” she said, telling Anne your name as if she didn’t already know practically everything about you. “I thought you guys would already be asleep, so I thought we could come back here and cook something to save money.” She explained.

🥀You and Anne also got along well. You noticed that Anne was acting awkward around you, but thought that that was because Sasha had unexpectedly brought someone home.

🥀At some point Marcy came back from the errands she was running, and joined the three of you in cooking. You were surprised, not expecting to meet so many new people, but they both seemed like reasonable young women. Sasha, of course, was just perfect.

🥀”I should be getting home… Sasha, would you mind driving me?” You eventually said, after another few hours. It was really getting late.

🥀That was when the first red flag popped up. Sasha’s face dropped. You caught a glimpse of her face pulled into an almost confused looking glare before she smiled again, a little agitated. “Uh, actually, I don’t think so.”

🥀You were confused. Sasha had done all the driving that evening, how did she expect you to get home? Little did you know, Sasha didn’t expect you to go home at all.

🥀Bouncing her leg up and down in barely contained excitement, Marcy leaned into your view. “Why don’t you stay?”

🥀You we’re beginning to get uncomfortable. “Uh, I don’t have my overnight stuff…” you glanced around for answers, eyes landing on Anne.

🥀Anne looked scared. She was sweating buckets, face flushed, fingernails peeling at her already bleeding cuticles. At this point she was regretting every decision that lead up to this moment, every time she should have protected you from Sasha and Marcy. And me, she thought, feeling her heart drop.

🥀”Don’t chicken out now, Anne.” Sasha’s voice was cold. It was like she could read Anne’s mind. Sasha then turned to face you, smiling again. “You’re staying with us.”

🥀”What do you mean?”

🥀Sasha rolled her eyes, but Marcy took the time to explain. “You can’t leave. You’ll live here in Anne’s apartment now. We can get you anything you want, we can do anything you need, just… stay here.” She said, voice wavering a little.

🥀Finally understanding— these girls aren’t as safe as I thought they were— you looked back at Anne. She just stared. “Anne? This is weird, right?”

🥀Anne shook her head, resigning herself. “…Sorry.”

🥀”Now, let’s turn in for bed. Do you want to take a shower? You can borrow some of my clothes.” Sasha said casually.

🥀You shook your head quickly, frowning at Sasha. “I’m not staying here.” You stood up and made a break for the door— it was easy to reach, Anne’s apartment was tiny— but before you knew it, Sasha was behind you.

🥀She covered your mouth with her hand and managed to restrain you easily. “Help me out,” she called to Anne and Marcy.

🥀Anne just watched. She watched as you struggled, trying to bite Sasha’s fingers. She watched as Marcy snuck up behind you, smiling wide, and hit you over the head— just enough to knock you out. She watched as Sasha caught you in her strong arms and gently laid you on the hard wood floor, sighing.

🥀"You gonna help out? Or did you change your mind again?" Sasha said to Anne, exasperated.

🥀Swallowing nervously, Anne nodded.

🥀Then the next thing you remember is waking up in Anne’s room, gently restrained. The three of them take care of you, even hand feeding you until you’ve given up enough to not fight when they untie you.

🥀You choose now: how long does it take before you stay voluntarily? Will you ever give in and let yourself be loved by them? It’s up to you!

A/N: hope this is alright! I had fun writing it, especially Anne agonizing over everything lol

[multim00n]

You asked for requests so you shall receive them. Could you do some Yandere Adult Sashannarcy x Reader Headcanons.

Yandere Calamity Trio

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The relationship y’all have is definitely suffocating

Anne would cling to you every second she got, Sasha would manipulate you to stay with them, and Marcy would most likely ramble about her interests to you

Anne would be the softer one, Sasha would be the manipulative one, and Marcy would be the guilt-tripping one

The reason why your ‘relationship’ has stayed together for this long, is because of Marcy’s guilt-tripping and Sasha’s manipulation

I feel like Anne would give you gifts to try and make you stay with the her and the girls, bribing you with things that you like and her kindness

You would probably get close to Anne considering how kind she is, but it would make Marcy and Sasha extremely jealous

Cuddle piles are a MUST

How they kiss you:

Sasha: rough and passionate with a sprinkle of possessiveness

Marcy: Clumsy and timid with an occasional giggle

Anne: Softer than the others, more romantic, and just a smidge of nervousness

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Sorry this was so short! I don’t have many headcannons for the Calamity trio :’)

[childes-w1fe]

𝑴𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒚

(Amphibia x Female Reader)

"𝓘 𝓯𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓲𝓷 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓶𝓮𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓱𝓸𝓵𝔂."~ 𝓔𝓭𝓰𝓪𝓻 𝓐𝓵𝓵𝓪𝓷 𝓟𝓸𝓮

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As your unfortunate luck would have it, your mother decided to surprise you with a move to California. All of your previous friends ditched you because of fake rumours, making you wonder, were they even your friends at all? As much as you pretended you didn't care, you always knew you would. The feelings of sadness, betrayal, anger and hurt always linger in your mind. So you decided it was best to move to a different state for a better start. After all, it's what your sister would have wanted. However, it seems your unluckiness couldn't get enough. Because maybe you were unlucky enough to get trapped in another world through a music box stolen from a thrift store. But someone can't possibly be that unlucky?… Right?

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𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 1 - 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑻𝒓𝒊𝒐

!𝑻𝑾!: 𝑴𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒉*𝒓𝒎, 𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒍 𝒉𝒆𝒂��𝒕𝒉, 𝒈𝒂𝒚 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆.

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A soft golden light began to fill in through the windows of the car you were sleeping in, casting a warm glow on your face as the sun rose into the sky, creating a beautiful painting of colors. The coastal air was warm and salty and provided a nice breeze. Morning dew shimmered off the blades of grass as it was early in the morning. 

Your mother had recently decided to move to California, a decision you did not understand. Part of you still wanted to hang on to the place you grew up in, even with the bad memories. It was 6 am because your mom had decided it would be best to leave early. She had been driving throughout the entire night. You rubbed your eyes and took in your surroundings. Large buildings and traffic, 'how wonderful.' The voice of your mother regains your focus. 

"Did you sleep well, darling?", she asks.

You nodded in response to her question. Mornings never came easy for you, as you enjoyed your rest, not to mention how you had to take melatonin to fall asleep. However, a sudden jerk in traffic startles you awake and causes your mother to laugh, as you roll your eyes in annoyance. 

"Is the traffic always this bad here?" You ask as your mother turns down a different road.

She chuckles at your irritation and nods. "If we are lucky, the traffic won't be as bad in this neighborhood."

Your mother had always had a sense of style and reassurance to her. A kind of reassurance that makes you feel warm and safe. She would always wear simple yet elegant clothes, usually matched with small pearl earrings and a sleek pair of heels. Your mother would wear light floral perfume, unlike the heavy axe body spray that the musty boys at the school would wear. On the other hand, you dressed differently. You had three piercings each on both ears, multiple necklaces, and trendy clothes. Despite having a completely different style than your mom, she still loved you entirely. 

A very large house came into view as your mother pulled up the driveway. Yet your blank expression stayed the same. For as long as you can remember, your family has had decent money. You had nice clothes, a nice house, a nice car, and loads of other nice things that aren't necessary for survival, and you were beyond grateful. Empty boxes were stacked outside near the trash can, as you were informed everything has already been unpacked. When the car came to a stop, you grabbed all of your belongings and rushed inside the front door and up the stairs, almost dropping everything in the process. Your room was huge and had anything you could have wanted. (You can imagine your room however you'd like) You set all of your things down and begin rearranging some of your stuff. Footsteps sounded and you turned to see your mother standing in your doorway. 

"Do you like your new room? It's an upgrade compared to the last one you had."

"Yes! It's awesome!", your voice sounding with  enthusiasm.

Your mother smiled warmly at you and approached you to envelop you in a hug. Before you could hug back, she let go and ruffled your hair. You frowned slightly. 

"I have to go to work already, and I won't be home until later tonight, so feel free to go and explore the different shops and stores, but make sure to stay safe and keep your phone on at all times."

A completely new city full of different people. The thought made you nervous. Your mom seemed to notice your nervousness, because she added, "Don't feel like you have to go out and look around. It was just a suggestion. But I do think it would be a good opportunity to make some new friends and familiarize yourself with the city."

You beamed at her as she kissed you on the forehead. "I love you, mom." She smiled back at you and responded, "I love you too, sweetheart." She turned around and made her way downstairs, her heels making noises each time she walked. You walked over to the entrance of your room and leaned on the doorframe, watching your mother leave. 

She looked up at you from downstairs, "If you decide to go outside don't stay out too late, and if I call you, respond!", she paused, "If there's something you need I'm only a phone call away!"

You replied with a happy grin, "I understand mom." 

The door closed as your mother left for her new job. The house was quiet and peaceful, and you looked at the clock. An idea popped into your head. 'Why don't I explore some of the shops around town? She didn't say where I could go, and a little fun won't hurt.' With a smirk, you turned around and opened the closet. You chose a cute outfit paired with converse. (Can be any outfit you want to wear.)

You twirled around a bit and then grabbed your purse as you pulled your phone out. The sun was up already, signaling the official beginning of the day. 'Where should I go? After all, this is my first time being in California.' Your stomach rumbled, distracting you from your previous thoughts. You pulled up nearby food places on google and scrolled through the restaurants. A restaurant named "Thai Go'' caught your attention. 'Hmmm... I've never had Thai food before, and it's not too far away.' You thought for a second before making a decision and heading downstairs.

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You walked on the sidewalk next to the streets in my neighborhood. 'Not much further until I arrive.' The buildings in California were large and took time to get used to. After a few more minutes of walking, you arrived at your destination. You pushed the door open and walked inside. 

A beautiful girl emerged from the back. She looked around your age and had soft, curly brown hair, tanned skin, long eyelashes, and hazel eyes. You froze for a second as your cheeks turned red. 'She's gorgeous...Lord have mercy I'm gay as hell.' 

"Hi! How may I help you?"

You snapped out of the trance you were in and smiled warmly at her as you placed your order. The girl behind the counter nodded and went into the back again. You turned around and sat down at one of the tables and pulled your phone out. A few minutes pass and the pretty girl comes back out with a to-go bag and hands it to you. 

"Here's your food-", she pauses then speaks up again, "Hey, you go to Saint James?" The pretty girl points at the pin on your bag. You look down at your bag for a second before looking back up at her.

"Oh- Yeah, I just moved here not too long ago actually." 

"Nice! I go to Saint James too, it's not too bad of a school." She smiles at you. 'So pretty..'

A voice from the back interrupts your conversation, "Anne!" 

'She even has a pretty name..' The girl in front of you looks up and yells back. "In a second mom! I'm talking to someone!"

The voice yells again, "We have work to do! You can socialize later!"

Anne lets out a sigh and turns back to you. "I have to get back to work. Maybe I'll see you at school."

You nod, "It was nice meeting you, Anne." 

"Oh, by the way, I don't think I ever got your name?"

"It's (Y/N)." You said as you flashed a sweet smile at her. You swore you saw her cheeks turn pink. 

You turned around and walked out the door. A yellow piece of paper attached to the side of the bag caught your eye. It had a phone number and a cute note written on it. ('Maybe we'll see each other at school? ❤️ -Anne') Your heart races as your cheeks return to their previous red state. 

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After sitting on a bench beside the sidewalk and eating your food, you decided to look at the different stores around town. While walking down the sidewalk, you got distracted and weren't paying attention, and ran straight into someone. 

You both fell backwards, almost hitting your head during the ordeal. A Nintendo switch landed in your lap, and you recognized the game they were playing. You looked up at them as they were shaken out of their daydreaming. The girl you had run into was also beautiful. 'Why am I meeting so many pretty girls today?' She had shiny, black hair in a pixie cut, emerald green eyes, tanned skin, and a cute hair clip holding her hair out of her face. 

"Ah- I'm sorry! I wasn't looking where I was going!" You apologized as you stood up and held your hand out for her to grab. She looked up at you.

"It's fine!! I mean- it was my fault anyway, I got too distracted." 

She placed her hand in yours, and you pulled her up. As your luck would have it, you almost toppled backwards, seconds away from her falling on top of you. Thankfully, you caught yourself and prevented another accident from happening. The girl was still holding onto you and now partially leaning on you after you almost fell over. You both made eye contact for a split second before you separated. 

"Ack-! I'm sorry!" She blushed and launched herself backwards, slightly covering her face in embarrassment. 

You realized what had just happened, and your face turned red. 'I'm being tested today. Two pretty girls in a row?'

You shook your head bashfully. "It's ok! I should be paying more attention to my surroundings."

Turning your attention back to the Nintendo, which was currently laying on the ground, you picked it up and looked back up at the girl, who was fidgeting with her fingers.

"Hey, I love this game! I play it all the time!"

Upon hearing this, her expression changed completely. She was grinning from ear to ear, so happily you swore she was emitting sparkles. 'So adorable!'

"You do?! I've never met anyone who likes this game!"

You nod with a grin and hand the Nintendo back. 

"That's so cool! I've always wanted to talk to someone about this game, but no one ever listens!" She continued to ramble, but you didn't mind, even though the people passing by gave you strange looks. You giggled at her. The girl in front of you seemed to come back to her senses when realized she was rambling about a video game to a stranger. 

"Ah- I'm rambling! Sorry!-" 

You smiled at her reaction. "It's ok! It was cute."

She blushed at your words, almost falling over again while scrambling to grab the rest of her things. 

You started, "It was nice meeting you.... uh-"

"Clumsy-, I mean-, Marcy! My name is Marcy."

"Nice to meet you, Marcy. I'm (Y/N)."

She smiled and looked away. You walked up to her and gently brushed her hair behind her ear, and placed her green hair clip back in her hair, startling her in the process. She looked you in the eyes. 

"The color green suits you."

You then turned and walked away, leaving her standing there like a scarecrow. Her face was red.

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You decided to head to the mall to go shopping, curious about what stores were there. However, you couldn't stop thinking about your previous interactions with Marcy and Anne. Your heart surged with hope and excitement at the idea of having new friends.

On the topic of friends, your mind drifted to the past. After the whole situation with your old friends, of course, you were left heartbroken. You just wanted the people who betrayed you to feel how bad you were hurting. Any little mistake or misunderstanding that happened because of you, they would abandon you without an explanation. 

This had happened so many times before, yet you were foolish enough to run back to them, hoping maybe things would be different. Hoping that maybe, everything would be ok. But eventually, you realized it never would. For the first time, you didn't care if they weren't your friends, because you had others, Or so you thought. You were naive, dumb maybe, but not stupid.

Rumors had spread to the rest of your friends, then all of a sudden, you were alone. Again. Like the ground had been pulled from under your feet. 

Your trust had been broken beyond mending. As much as you wanted to deny it, you couldn't. You were afraid. Afraid of what was next, afraid of them, afraid of everything you worked hard to accomplish crumbling. Some nights you'd lay awake, worrying about what would happen next. Some nights you even think about hurting yourself, in an attempt to forget what you were feeling. Even after all of the pain, this still wasn't the worst part.

The thing that hurt the most was them. A person you had known since you were little. Your best friend and your idol. You had fallen in love. Hearing them talk to you made your heart jump and butterflies emerge in your stomach. You could go on and on about the things you loved about them. You even dreamed about the future and the possibility of you two getting married. They were your girlfriend for over 3 years.. until they weren't. And you knew there was no coming back from this.

You were currently in the middle of a store in the mall. Throughout your entire thought process, you were so zoned out you hadn't even noticed the tears running down your face. 

"Hey-, Are you ok?" A voice startling you out of your trance. You looked up and almost had a heart attack at the beautiful girl standing in front of you. 'If I keep meeting pretty girls I'm going to die.'

"Yeah. I'm fine, my eyes are just watering haha.." You looked away from her eyes. She didn't believe your lie. To your surprise, she gently grabbed your chin and forced you to look up at her. Then used her thumb to wipe your tears. You blushed at her sudden actions. 

"I don't know.., these look like tears to me. Are you sure you're ok?"

You looked into her eyes for a moment. She had long blonde hair tied up in a ponytail, bright cerulean eyes, and long eyelashes. 'Good lord, give me strength. All of these interactions are giving me mixed signals.' You were currently gay and panicking.

"Yes. I'm fine, just some personal issues. It's not that big of a deal."

She looked at you with concern, her eyes gravitating toward your purse. "You go to Saint James?"

You nodded. "I just moved here not too long ago."

"I figured. I would notice when someone new is at our school."

She let go of your chin and introduced herself. "You're cute, My name is Sasha."

Hearing this you turned as red as a tomato, and the pretty girl laughed at your reaction. 

"I'm (Y/N)."

"Your name is pretty, just like you."She winked at you.

At this point, you had already become a flustered mess. This seemed to amuse Sasha.

"I'll see you at school (Y/N). Also before you go, here's my phone number, text me sometime." Sasha handed you your phone back, with her phone number already entered. 'When did she-?'

As you looked up to ask her when she grabbed your phone, she was already gone.

✧˖°ʚ🍓ɞ♡

You finally returned home. It was already beginning to turn dark outside. Running up the stairs into your bedroom, you jumped on the bed. 'Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, my my gosh-'

Your hands covered your red face as you thought about your day. 'I flirted with three pretty girls... On my first day here.'

"Maybe moving here wasn't such a bad idea after all." Smirking at the entire ordeal.

✧˖°ʚ🍓ɞ♡

[multifanlol]

Hello! I absolutely love your Amphibia fics, and so, I was wondering if you could perhaps do a calamity trio x reader who’s on their period? Basically just sort of comforting and stuff, since I’m on mine rn, and I could really use some comfort haha. You don’t have to do this is it makes you uncomfortable, I completely understand. Have a nice day, and thank you!

Hey! Thanks, and sure I’m also on mine so it may be more easier to write-

Calamity Trio x reader that’s on there period

So like they get it i mean they have periods themselves you don’t even have to tell them get ready for a bunch of comfort and cuddles!

Marcy would be ready with the supplies like my girl would have pads/tampons/any period product you use, a bunch of food if your craving it and best of all plushies

If your feeling emotional Anne would be the best to deal with that she would sit there while you rant to her about pretty much anything and comforting you 😭

Sasha would probably be the one to make sure your still taking care of yourself-like would make you go on atleast a five minute walk to breath some air-only if you weren’t dying with cramps though

I can just see them lying down with you wrapped in a huge blanket with tons of plushies watching a movie probably Marcy’s pick but if you wanted to she’d let you pick 😭

If your cramps start getting bad you have them all coming to you immediately! Marcy giving you pain killers/stuff that loosen the cramps a bit, Anne giving you a cup of water and Sasha setting up a hot bath for you to just relax-

They’d get it since they’d also struggle with it if one of them/all of them happened to also be on there periods it’d just end with you all sleeping somewhere on the same bed 😭

If someone was bothering you while on your period/someone was making fun of you, you know for a fact there gonna step in right away

Like Sasha would say the most degrading thing ever 😭 Marcy and Anne would comfort you

In the end of the day they’d understand what it’s like and would comfort you whatever mood swings you may be dealing with-

Sorry it’s really short 😭 i didn’t really have much ideas even though i wanted to write more for it even though it’s very short i hope you liked it-

Have a good day/night everybody!

[tea-plantz]

helloo!! can i request sasha waybright with an s/o that’s short and feisty, like is kinda like one of those chihuahuas that thinks they’re a pit bull?? peas and thank you 🫶🫶

Pls that is hilarious! Definitely one of my favorite requests.

She/her for Sasha

They/them for the reader

~Sasha Waybright x reader with chihuahua energy~

Ok so first of all, Sasha finds you really funny. She thinks it’s so amusing when you get all snarly and jump around, thinking you look scary, when in reality you just look like a stubborn fourth grader.

When you guys first met, Sasha definitely thought of you as one of those little ratdogs that was like two feet tall and just barked at EVERYTHING. But she found it cute, regardless.

I feel like you and Sasha have sort of matching energies, which also makes you two fit together even more! You both got that sort of intensity and overhyped energy, if you know what I mean. Even though Sasha tends to be the more mature and chill person in the relationship, while your kinda like the feisty little kid.

You guys definitely scare people, and are known as the “scary couple”.

A really cute thing you do is when you try to “protect” Sasha from other people. Like, for example, Sasha was sort of fighting with this one kid at school, because they said something that she didn’t approve of. So while they are peacefully standing there, arguing back and forth, you suddenly jumped up right in the other person’s face. You continue by holding your arms out (to sort of hide Sasha behind you) while aggressively screaming at them and jumping up and down, thinking you look super threatening, when you really just you looked like a rabid rat. Sasha found it extremely funny, looking at you “defending” her, while the person she was beefing with is kinda just standing there like: ._.

A sentence you often hear from your girlfriend on a daily basis is something along the lines of “hey babe, chill” while she placing her hands on her hips and looking down at you with those judgy eyes, meanwhile you’re standing there all like: >:(

You and Sasha do tend to get into arguments, and boy they can get quite heated. The main reason for this is probably because neither of you back down easily, and you’re both pretty aggressive arguers. The arguments are usually over some stupid thing too like “cheese is way better than ham, face it Waybright!” “No, you listen here L/n, HAM IS SUPERIOR!!”

Sasha loves to just randomly pick you up, especially since you squeal and frantically shake around when she does it. It’s also a pretty easy task for her to do since the blond is a whole lot taller then you, and she finds it super enjoyable.

Another thing the cheerleader does a LOT is to simply hug you close to her while kissing your face, while you’re kicking and screaming for her to let you go. She does this whenever you get to intense and keeps you there until you run out of energy (which usually doesn’t take that long), and you just give into it with a grumpy look on your face. (Though, inside you actually feel quite happy cuz y’know, free cuddles!)

Sasha also leans on you almost half of the time I swear. “Sashy, honey stop leaning on my head!” “Hmm, lemme think about it.. no” “>:O”

When it comes to Marcy and Anne, they’re… honestly kinda scared of you. Now, don’t take this the wrong way! They absolutely love to have you as a friend and they think you and Sasha are such a cute couple! However, you have quite a strong and unpredictable personality. Nothing wrong with that though, you just make them a bit nervous sometimes, especially Marcy.

In the end, you and Sasha Gaybright Waybright are such a great but chaotic couple. We have Sasha, the cool, laid back and dominant girlfriend, and then there’s you.. the gremlin! Match made in heaven fr.

Please feel free to leave more Amphibia requests, I love getting em!

[sleepingdeath-light]

Flufftober can we get valentines headcannons for the calamity trio from amphibia

Valentine’s Day Headcanons | Calamity Trio

thank you for requesting, anon!

reader is assumed as gender neutral

the trio are assumed as being adults (post time skip) here

Anne Boonchuy

anne prefers to have a more low-key celebration for this holiday because she’s long since come to appreciate the simple things in life

you both work during the day and she’ll run a themed education thing for local kids and teens, teaching them about the courting habits of the various reptiles and amphibians in her care (also gives the animals little treats of their own)

finishes work early and stops by your favourite takeout place and gets you your favourite meal before also stopping by and picking up some small gifts she ordered on the way home

meets you at the front door and jokes about traffic before you unlock the door and exchange presents, eyes heavy from stress and laugh lines exaggerated from all the jokes you’d exchanged via text and call throughout the day

she bought you some flowers (obviously) as well as a nice set of comfortable pyjamas, the fabric adorned with frogs due to a long running joke from the early days of your relationship

then were the cards (filled with inside jokes of course) and the meal, which you ate on the living room floor in your pyjamas

the settees had been disassembled, their cushions set beneath you to protect your butts from the floor, and various other pillows and blankets around you

you’re laughing at some terrible film you found somewhere, choking on your food every other bite and nearly spilling your drinks as you shoved each other with your shoulders

it’s simple and domestic and fun and you couldn’t ask for anything else

Marcy Woo

spending the day with marcy means that you’re basically asking for things to go wrong in one way or another

which, of course, they do

she insists on waking you up with breakfast in bed — which she does! in the sense that she enters when you’re half awake and startles you into the land of the living when she spills a cup of hot coffee square onto your legs

and that’s just the beginning of the beautiful disaster that was your valentine’s day

she bought you flowers and had them delivered but they got absolutely thrashed in transport and were more stem than petal by the time they arrived

she tripped over her feet whilst getting your gift from the pile and busted her lip on the side of the table

and she smacked you square in the nose out of excitement when she opened your present — before promptly apologising and kissing you

but those disasters were more than expected and you were able to find moments for romance between these chaotic instances

you held her close as she panicked over the flowers and assured her that they were beautiful because of the gesture not the look — making a joke about being like the addams family which cheered her up

you joked about needing to her kiss you better after she oh so gravely injured you, which she did (pressing a chaste kiss to the bridge of your nose) — which then led to you pulling her on top of you and tickling her until she was in tears

her burst lip resulted in you holding a damp washcloth to the injury and caressing her face intermittently whilst you read out your card to her — smiling as she began to cry and thank you through her wound

and the rest of the day went flawlessly for how small and intimate your celebration was: a home cookie meal, ordered in desserts, your favourite series on in the background and you both cuddled up on the settee in your pyjamas

it was chaotic and messy and filled with more laughter than you could have hoped for, and in the end that made it worth its weight in gold (and spilt coffee)

Sasha Waybright

valentine’s day is one of the few days that sasha reserved as a day off well in advance — alongside your birthdays and some other key holidays you celebrate

she takes a much more traditional approach from the moment you wake up until the moment you stumble back into the house, arm in arm with her holding her heels in one hand

she wakes you up with a kiss to the cheek and you hold each other close for a good long while before your hunger wins out — at which point you both go to the kitchen and start cooking a sweet and filling breakfast as a team

you exchange cards and gifts over breakfast and your drinks of choice — with her gifts for you including an accessory that you’d had your eyes on for months before it suddenly went out of stock (after she bought it for you)

then you’d lounge around for most of the day, joking and laughing and being heavily affectionate with each other: just being as close as humanly possible as you bide your time

your evening would be spent in a fancy restaurant, at sasha’s insistence, where you’d fully indulge yourselves, gorging on rich desserts and hearty foods until you’re thoroughly full (and sasha’s thoroughly tipsy on wine)

and you’re laughing louder and sharing kisses between each sip and bite and serving of food, feeding each other with spare forks and spoons until you’re finally far too full and you take a taxi back to your apartment

it’s hearty and luxurious and so so fulfilling and you wouldn’t have wanted to spend the day with anyone else

it’s fun and exhausting and luxurious and you wouldn’t have wanted to spend it with anyone else but her

Sasha Waybright

A

[vrisrezis]

can i request a calamity trio x reader that jokes about their trauma? Like, for example , someone can walk out of something and they'd be like " POV: my dad after i was born ☠️" (pls skip if it makes u uncomfy, i totally understand)

Anne also does this so she’s whatever about it lmfao. She’s aware it’s not the healthiest way to cope but she’s not one to talk so she doesn’t mention it.

Sasha goes therapist mode, of course. She’s aware he’s got his own sets of issues to still work through, but wants to make sure you cope with your traumas in a healthy manner.

Marcy laughs it off, though they do show some concern for you at times they also know that it’s probably fine to joke about it.. right?

[skygent]

I was winding down for the day and wanted to show you all just a portion of what I’ve been up to so I decided to post a few of the Amphibia Hug It Out scenarios I plan on writing in the coming months.

In case you don’t know, Hug It Out is a series of one shots I have meant to be comfort fics for you! No matter what you may be going through. I am still taking requests on it so if there are any subjects you’d like to see, let me know! My inbox is open! :)

Which scenario are you most looking forward to?

1000 Mile Continuity=Marcy x Reader

Worthy Continuity=Sasha x Reader

Sasha: Perfect

Set at the beginning of the Worthy continuity, it’s the beginning of your sophomore year at St. James High School. You and Sasha are walking on eggshells around each other, trying to rebuild your friendship after everything that happened in Amphibia. If only Maggie would leave you both alone long enough to figure this out…

Marcy: Butterfly Effect

Set in the 1000 Mile continuity, after finding out about Andrias’ plans to conquer Earth, you race to help your friends as the events of True Colors play out, with your interference altering the Calamity Trio’s destinies, for better and for worse.

 

CW: Blood, intense scenes of violence and peril

Anne: Feeling Pretty

You accompany Anne to the mall on a wardrobe overhaul trip to mark the completion of her transition!

Anne: Safe and Sound

After a mishap at ShopCo, another attack by the stealth bot, and a vicious verbal confrontation with Andrias, Anne breaks down at the enormity of the task before her. Thankfully she has you to help her through it.

The Calamity Trio: A Break

After a long hellish week at work, you and Marcy decide to surprise your girlfriends with a nice big home cooked meal, music and wine. Too bad neither of you are very good at cooking…

Marcy: Block

Part of the 1000 Mile Continuity. Marcy has moved back to LA and although her webcomic has been a massive success, that success comes with lots of stress and a very demanding schedule especially when Marcy comes down with artist’s block.

Marcy: Trauma

Part of the 1000 Mile continuity. While helping Marcy shop for D&D miniatures and board games, her PTSD gets triggered and she runs off, leading to you having to help her through her panic attack as she relives some painful memories

CW: blood, canon typical violence and depictions of PTSD and panic attacks

Anne: Envious

A new Anne x reader continuity! Anne is caught up in an intense bout of fieldwork, which means a lot of early mornings and late nights. This wouldn’t normally cause any issues, but your budding friendship with your new neighbor leaves her feeling inadequate and more than a little jealous.

 

Anne: Movie Night

A suggestion from my friend Superfan44! Set immediately after Battle Of The Bands, your time in Wartwood is drawing to a close. As part of one last hurrah with the townsfolk, you and Anne decide to show a movie to them in the hopes of bringing back fond memories. Unintentionally sowing the seeds for new ones in the process.

[hyper-pie]

  “What did you just say?”

Lers!: Sasha, Anne

Lee!: reader

Pairings: Sasha Waybright x Anne Boonchuy x fem! Reader (can be seen as gender neutral too) x Marcy Wu... Marcy isn't in this fic but is mentioned.

Description: Reader is being a little shit and anne and sasha wreck her

Warnings: Cussing, Gayness, Polyamory

this is a tickle fic if you no like than leave

Set in the future btw

Today had started off as normal as any other could be when you are dealing with the memories of being in Amphibia..until a lee mood hit you like a truck, all you really wanted all day was playful affection but you are way too anxious and easily flustered to tell Sasha and Anne , so of course you thought of the best option, be a little shit until they get tired of it and wreck the living crap out of you. It all started when she woke up to you smiling evilly at the two. Stunt after stunt Sasha was finally at her limit when one final comment pushed her off the edge. And Anne is more than happy to help.

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Voice deep and filled with annoyance, adding slight offense in the mix of things, Sasha spoke resting her hands on her hips, tilting her head raising an eyebrow at you.

“What did you just say?” 

 You gulped, staggering back, as you instantly came to regret all the shit you did that day, knowing that there is no getting out of this no matter what. Not after that comment.

“Uh uhm”

She watched you like a hawk 

“Come on, I know you can do it. Spit it out cutie. Or do i need to make you?”

The look of slight amusement crossed her face and you sighed, regaining what sass you had left.

“You dress like a cool grandma Waybright” 

You roll your eyes at her crossing your arms trying to seem all tough but realistically your face was the color of a tomato.

She smirked at you, slowly making her way up to you. wrapping her arms around you 

“Awh, what's wrong Y/N? You are all blushy now, cat got your tongue?~”

You shake your head.

“N-nothing I-I no reason?” 

Suddenly something clicked in Sasha's head and it all made sense to her.

And she clicked her tongue .

“Y-yeah no reasON! WHERE ARE WE GOING?”

 Sasha gently scoops you into her arms carrying you to your guy’s bedroom plopping you on the bed beside Anne who glanced up from her phone.

“Did she do something again? And what did she do?”

Anne groaned facepalming

Sasha nodded glancing at you

Then said in an amused tone.

“She said I dressed like a cool grandma.”

Anne burst out laughing 

“She did not!”

Sasha sat herself on the bed and you rolled your eyes 

“Oh i did and i would do it again”

They both looked at you with a scolding expression. You became shy laying down, allowing them to talk, scrolling on your phone knowing they would be pissed off even more if you interrupted them, again.

Sasha shook her head with an evil look on her face.

“And…”

She leaned in so that Anne could be the only one to hear.

“I think i know why she is acting this way”

Only Anne could see the evil smirk on her face.

After a few minutes you looked up to see anne and sasha talking about whatever and smiled at them, finding them both beautiful, the way sasha’s hair framed her face, the way anne’s hair was always out of it, the color of their eyes, everything about them was a treasure to even look at.

 Then a thought returned to your mind causing you to frown, becoming anxious and guilty. Upon hearing a whimper escape your mouth the two turned to you wit a concerned look on their faces, your  girlfriends were instantly at your side sasha pulling you into her lap.

“You alright honey?” sasha asked sweetly, her evil presence disappearing instantly, replacing it with one of comfort and kindness.

Your eyes started to water 

"I am sorry Sashy, I am sorry Anne, I have been a menace today..It’s just I am feeling a certain way and- “

You look down, becoming embarrassed .

“I know honey”

She mused running her fingers through your hair soothingly chuckling as you leaned into the touch feeling the comfort of her strong fingers, against the soft strands of your hair. The tears that had boiled up sank back down.

"Really?" 

Anne smiled softly showing a slight smirk "yeah dude we just made a whole plan for you"

Slowly blinking you turned bright red at the thought of what they were planning. Still way too melted to really do anything, as you thought.

 “Did they know you wanted to be tickled mercilessly? What are they gonna do? What do they even think?’’

“Wh-eep!!!”

Taken by surprise you let out a soft squeak as Anne pulled you away from Sasha's lap having you lay down on your back. 

Panic started to surround you as your arms were pinned above your head, the smirk on your girlfriends faces told you everything about what was about to happen, and Sasha straddling your waist confirming your assumption. To that you squirmed softly, giggling out of nervousness.

“Wahahahait! Cahahan’t we talk about thihis?”

Sasha playfully smirked, chuckling.

“Hmmm I don’t know… You sassed, annoyed and bothered me all fucking day and pushed our buttons and I feel as though you did that because you needed something from us, and who am I to not give my partner what she needs? And also you dont want to wait for marcy to be here do you?”

You were at loss for words on what to do to get out of the situation.

But sucked it up anyway

“Ahahanne i barely did anything to you! Whyhy are you helping?”

Anne laughed leaning forward whispering into your ear in a low voice

“Cause you're adorable when you get tickled baby~”

Tickled, the word rang in your ear over and over again for a second before speaking up.

“Wh-what do you- ahEEP! Sahahahahahasha!!!!!”

You burst into soft giggles as Sasha spidered her manicured fingers  over your sides poking and prodding at the sensitive skin, making you squirm like no tomorrow.

Of course you tried not to squirm too much because you truly never wanted this moment to end, and not to mention you didn't want to hurt Anne or Sasha by accident. (which would  be close to impossible)

All you could do was giggle and squirm as the torment continued to persist.

Suddenly  you managed to say one word .

“Nohohoho!” 

Anne only chuckled at this as she kept your arms pinned with one hand and with the other tapping on each individual rib, bringing you into a fit of snorts and squeaks.

On the other hand Sasha’s eyebrow was raised as she began scribbling her nails on your sides. 

“No? What do you mean Giggle bug? You asked for this, I think you should accept it”

The nickname itself would have killed you on its own if the therapist had not  reached under your shirt and began scribbling up and down on the bare sensitive skin of your sides turning the volume of your laugh up higher.

“did you really think you could just sass us the entire day and expect no consequences baby?~”

You whined at them not being able to get many words out through the giggles.

Anne shook her head, giggling, finding you adorable then started moving her tickling fingers closer to your tummy, noticing this sasha did the same heightening your giggles even further teasing the sensitive skin on your torso. 

Finally you managed to giggle another sentence out.

“Nobhohhohohoho nononononono nohohot there dohont dohohoho thahahaht!”

The brunette tilted her head

“Hm? Do what? Your gonna have to be more specific”

Her fingers inched closer to your tummy looking at Sasha giving her a short wink when you weren't looking. And they both stopped allowing you to breath, as they saw that you had needed a break.

Seeing you looking slightly anxious Sasha soothingly rubbed your tummy in a non-tickly way to help you calm down.

“Take your time love, you know we aren't actually mad right?” 

The guilt in your eyes was clear as day and sasha cupped your cheek, anne caressing your face gently in reassurance.

You nodded after regaining your breath, looking up at Anne.

“S-sorry what did you want to know again?”

The blush on your face made Anne's smile softened even more.

“What do you not want us to do?”

Realization hit you and you said before thinking.

“Tickle my tummy- wait no- AHAHAHA WAHAHAHIT”

The mistake had already been made and the two poked, prodded, traced and scribbled up and down your tummy sending you into loud hysteric cackles face bright red. 

“What do you mean? You just asked us to tickle your tummy. Who are we to refuse?��� 

Sasha cooed, an amused expression on her face, as she scribbled all around your tummy slowly inching closure to your belly button, to that your face turned a deeper shade of red trying so hard to squirm away and even managed to get your arms back..and tried to push away sasha’s hand away from your belly button which only made it easier for her to sneak her other hand in the same place swirling around your navel making your cackles more frantic.  The blond and brunette couldnt help but laugh with you.

“Whoops looks like her hands are free! Oh well I guess I have an extra helping hand! What should I do with it Sasha?” 

Anne mused, quickening her tickling pace going from stomach to ribs to sides with one hand.  but your laugh didn’t allow you to hear much of what the girls were saying

Sasha only giggled.

“How about her neck Boonchuy?”

And so she began gently tracing up and down a side of your neck  making you melt, becoming a mess of giggles and blush, even stopping you from trying to push Sasha's hands away. 

You were almost at your limit and sasha had noticed and looked at anne with a nod then leaning down looking at you, then cooing 

“You ready for the final blow honey?”

And to that you nod feeling close to your limit and before you could even think of anything else. Sasha had started blowing multiple raspberries up and down your tummy, while anne covered your neck in kisses to which you started snorting, you laugh soon falling silent to which the two stopped their attack sasha climbing off of you, anne scooping you up into her strong arms to which you melted.

“I am sorry for being cheeky..”

The guilty look on your face crushed the girls hearts.

“Nonono baby we aren't mad, we were just being playful okay?” 

Anne reassured you planting a kiss on your forehead

“Anne Is right we aren't mad please don't beat yourself up about it, I think it's actually kinda cute.. But if you say that I dress like a cool grandma ever again I am gonna get mar-mar’s help in wrecking the living shit out of you when she is here got it?”

Frantically nodding you squeaked burying your face in Anne’s chest. Your girlfriends smiled at you as they held you in their arms until you inevitably fell asleep in Anne's arms.

[icypenguin]

hey everyonee! how’s your day been?? ヽ(＊>∇<)ﾉ

i’ve been thinking to expand my fandom here on wattpad since i’m having a huge writers blog and maybe some requests or suggestions will help?

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here are the fandoms i’m thinking to join on!

- the owl house:

luz noceda

amity blight

edalyn clawthorne

lilith clawthorne

raine whispers

willow park

gus porter

hunter

- amphibia:

anne boonchuy

marcy wu

sasha waybright

- school bus graveyard:

ashlyn banner

aiden clark

ben clark

taylor hernandez

tyler hernandez

logan fields

-avatar the last air bender:

aang (platonic if can)

katara

sokka

zuko

toph (platonic please!)

yue

suki

that would probably be it for now! request rules are in my page, so please consider looking at it before making a request!

thankyou for everyone’s support throughout my tumblr journey! looking forward to those requests ﾟ*｡:(人´v｀*)☆ﾟ:｡*ﾟ

[theoriginalkaminari]

Them<3

Spot the difference i dare you

[randoms-fandoms]

Hello! I was wondering if you could perhaps write a calamity trio x reader? More specifically, what would happen if all of the girls had a crush on the same person?

Omg yes this is such a cute idea :0 (sorry the reader won’t really be the focus 😅 it’s an Anne pov, and Marcy and Sash are still very much in it)

Warnings: none

Relationships: they have a crush on you👀

Anne, Sasha, and Marcy had grown more after returning from Amphibia— they had at least another year until Marcy had to move, as her disappearance had prompted her parents to put their plans on hold for a few months, meaning she could stay in California the time being— but even though the three of them were no longer geographically torn apart, conflicting schedules meant that they hardly had time to spend together.

However, now that the trio had begun the new school year, life had been going pretty well. The pestering questions from other students and even teachers were annoying, but easy to get used to. Things felt normal again.

Anne loved her friends a lot, but she also wanted to expand her circle a bit. That was kind of hard when everyone knew her as the superhero girl who defended the city from robots last summer, but her adventures in Amphibia had given her nothing if not tenacity.

Finally, after a month or so of having no one to hang out with during school, she met someone new. Someone who hadn’t seen her destroy a fleet of robots on live television over the summer.

Anne only had two classes with you, and you had separate lunch periods, but that was perfectly fine. You had sat together in class every day since you first started school there, and Anne had quickly made a habit of texting you often. Photos of Domino, memes, random thoughts— she found every excuse to text you. She even took a few cute selfies with you! Overall, your fast friendship was wonderful.

Weeks into this new friendship, however, Anne was beginning to realize something. Her feelings for you were… changing. She didn’t used to struggle with eye contact when you complimented her. She had never before turned into a blushing mess just from a hug. Suddenly, your every action had her overthinking.

“Anne? Are you listening?” An amused voice broke through her thoughts.

Anne looked up to see you staring at her, confused. “Oh, haha— sorry I was just zoning out.” Anne said, face burning. “What did you say?”

“I was just wondering if you wanted to go to the library after school to work on our group project.” You asked.

“Yeah totally!” Anne answered quickly. This is the first time they’ve invited me to hang out outside of school!

“Wait— I mean, I’d love to… but I have plans already. Sorry.” Anne said, frowning. She had forgotten that she and her other two friends were going to be hanging out all afternoon, and even sleeping over at Marcy’s house.

“That’s alright. how about Sunday? It’s due on Monday, you know.” You said with a little laugh.

Anne groaned. “I know, sorry. That sounds good, you can come to my place.”

“I’ll text you, okay?” You smiled as you stood up to put away your notebook and pencil. Anne hid her face; you thought it was funny, but really she was hiding how your sweet smile always made her blush.

Anne needed advice.

Marcy and Sasha were engrossed in conversation (something about a manga they both read; Anne didn’t quite know), but Anne was distracted. She sat on Marcy’s bed, scrolling through her album of selfies with you.

“Anyway, I’m going to get some snacks and change into my pajamas. You guys get comfy too!” Marcy said, plugging her phone into the charger by her bedside table.

Anne waited for Marcy to close the door before she unzipped her backpack and pulled out her overnight stuff.

“So how are you doing? It’s been a while since we’ve hung out.” Sasha made conversation while she walked into the adjoining bathroom to change.

Anne sighed. “Nothing bad,” she started, quickly pulling on her pajamas. It was just a pair of basketball shorts and a t-shirt, nothing like Sasha’s cute matching sweatsuit. Anne wondered if you would think she looked cute if she dressed up. “…I’m just a little… I don’t know. I feel kind of weird.”

“Well what’s up, girl? Having bad dreams again?” Sasha re-entered the room, taking out her ponytail, and lie down on Marcy’s queen sized bed.

Anne smiled softly to herself, getting lost in thought for a moment. She loved how Sasha was always so worried about her. Back when they had just barely gotten home from Amphibia, Sasha would stay up on the phone with Anne all night while she cried. Sometimes she was missing the Plantars, sometimes she was convinced one of Andrias’s robots was after her again, sometimes she was having a panic attack thinking about her own inevitable death— no matter how long it took, Sasha was always there.

“Anne?”

“No, I’m fine.” Anne said, a little embarrassed. She sat back against the headboard. “Just normal teenager things.”

“Great,” Sasha said, smiling and closing her eyes. “Can’t get enough of that. Lay it on me.” She said, getting comfy.

Anne laughed. Marcy walked back in the room, making her jump. Her heart was already in her throat, beating hard from the nerves of talking about her feelings (however roundabout).

“Hey guys! Sorry it took me a minute, I accidentally spilled the first bowl of chips.” Marcy said, shrugging. Sasha stood up and took a bag of candy from her arms, which were full of snack food.

“I’m surprised you didn’t drop more, with how much you’re carrying.” She replied, kicking a pillow out of the way so she could sit down on the plush carpet.

Marcy laughed. “Anyway, what are you guys talking about?” She said, relaxing on the beanbag chair next to the outlet where her phone was charging. She put the arm full of snacks on the ground between her and Sasha.

Sasha looked at Anne, waiting for her to answer.

“Oh, haha, I just wanted some advice.” She blushed. “I think I might… have a crush on someone.” She looked away, laughing awkwardly while Sasha and Marcy freaked out.

“Oh my god, that’s great!” Sasha smiled widely.

“Are you gonna ask them out?” Marcy asked, gasping. “You have to tell us everything!”

Anne grinned self consciously, thinking about you. Asking you out. “Well, we met at school, and I really like them…”

“Is it someone we know?” Sasha asked teasingly.

Anne shrugged. With how new they are to the school, what are the odds that they’ve met my two only friends? “Maybe. Anyway, we’ve been friends for a while, and suddenly I just can’t think straight when I’m around them… I’m worried that if I don’t say something and get it off my chest, they’ll notice, and— I don’t know, it would just be embarrassing.” Anne ranted.

Sasha nodded seriously. “Classic story. Not to worry, though, Marce and I have tons of experience with crushes.”

Marcy laughed nervously. “Sasha, you said you wouldn’t tell!” She lightly punched Sasha, who ignored her.

“Anyway, who is it?” The blonde asked. She took a handful of chips and ate them, casually relaxing against the pillows on the floor.

Anne, still sitting on the bed, leaned down to whisper in Sasha’s ear. She was pretty confident that she wouldn’t even recognize your name, but the other girl gasped as soon as she said it.

“No. Freaking. Way. Marcy you would not believe this— Anne likes the same person you do!”

Anne’s heart dropped. “What?” She distantly registered that Marcy said the exact same thing at the exact same time. She would have laughed if she didn’t feel so… weird.

“We eat lunch together like every day.” Sasha explained to Anne. “Marcy has a huge crush on them.”

“You do too!” Marcy accused, embarrassed, making Sasha blush.

“Whatever, at least I can act normal about it!” Sasha argued.

Anne felt an unfamiliar twist in her stomach. Jealousy. They hang out every day? She frowned. She wondered if Sasha was as confident and flirty with you as she was with her sometimes.

“So we all like the same person?” Marcy clarified, after a moment of tense silence. “I didn’t really think they would be your type,” she said to Anne.

“I didn’t even know I had a type!” Anne said, a little exasperated. She had never felt so strongly about a crush before. She thought about your laugh, how you teased her sometimes, how she had picked out a nickname for her…

Sasha for once didn’t really have any advice. “Well who do they like?”

Marcy shrugged. “They always avoid the question. I’ve tried asking.”

Anne was shocked. “Really? You guys talk about that stuff?”

Sasha giggled. “Yeah, some of us are better at hiding our feelings.“

Anne rolled her eyes. “Whatever.” She paused for a moment. “…Are you guys going to ask them out?”

Sasha shrugged. “Maybe. Should I?”

Anne thought about that. Now that the initial surprise had worn off, she found that she wasn’t upset that Marcy and Sasha liked you. She wondered if you would be interested in dating all of them. The trio had shared everything with each other ever since they had first become friends… come to think of it, Anne found that she liked the idea of all of them dating you.

“I think we all should.” Marcy said, smiling. “How should we do it?”

“Let’s FaceTime them,” Sasha suggested. “I want to see how they react.”

Anne shook her head. She knew she was far too shy and awkward about the whole situation for that to end well. “How about just texting? We could create a groupchat.”

The other girls nodded. “Alright, sounds good!”

Marcy inviter you, her, and Sasha to join a groupchat. Anne snorted a laugh when Marcy renamed the chat to an emoji: 🫣

“Who wants to go first?” Asked Sasha, feeling nervous.

Anne just wanted to get it over with, wanted to know what you thought. “I will.” She quickly typed out a simple message and sent it.

You replied quickly, much to Anne’s relief.

I like you.

Me?

Why are you saying it in a gc?

Worrying that this was too weird, that you hated her now, Anne was already typing her apology when Sasha and Marcy replied.

Because I do too :D

Me too

Marcy squealed, dropping her phone and hiding her face. “Ah, this is crazy!”

Sasha laughed. Anne knew she was trying to play it cool, but secretly cared just as much. Anne herself felt sick to her stomach from nerves. Her heart nearly stopped when the notification that you replied came in.

Do you all wanna go on a date tmrw? We can talk abt it over lunch

I didn’t know u were friends :)

Anne sighed in relief, laughing. Friends is an understatement. She grinned, excited, hearing Marcy and Sasha celebrating around her. Her heart swelled with joy, glad that her two best friends would be there with her in this new relationship.

She was so caught up in her own emotions that she didn’t notice Sasha taking a selfie of the room, including all three of the girls in it. It popped up in the groupchat.

Anne clicked on the picture, seeing Sasha in the corner of the screen, Marcy waving with one hand and holding her phone in the other, and herself distracted and staring at her screen. Her face was absolutely glowing with happiness, cheeks darkened with a blush, staring fondly at your messages.

“Sash, that’s such an embarrassing picture of me!” Anne looked up, not really upset.

Sasha stuck her tongue out. “It’s cute. I bet our new lover thinks so too.” She said teasingly. Anne looked down at her phone again, still smiling.

Marcy came in for a hug. “First date tomorrow, Anne! Are you excited?”

Anne laughed, hugging Marcy back. “Heck yeah!”

“We should do a spa night!” Sasha said, standing up. “Marcy, do you still have those face masks I got for you? We’ll be absolutely glowing tomorrow.” She posed, making Anne and Marcy laugh.

“Of course!” Marcy replied excitedly. “I even have some nail polish; our signature colors!”

Anne couldn’t stop smiling as she followed Marcy and Sasha into the bathroom. She felt great. Despite things changing for her after she returned from Amphibia, the love she shared with her friends stayed the same. And now, they could all open their hearts up more, expanding that love, growing exponentially closer.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed reading about these dorks crushing on you :P have a nice day!

[childes-w1fe]

𝑴𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒚

I’m back! Before we begin, if you’d like to read up to date on this fanfic the rest of it is posted on my wattpad under the user f0restfawn

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𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 2-𝑨 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒇 (𝒀/𝑵)

!𝑻𝑾!: 𝑴𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑺𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝑯*𝒓𝒎, 𝑺𝒖𝒊𝒄*𝒅𝒂𝒍 𝑻𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔, 𝑻𝒓𝒂𝒖𝒎𝒂, 𝑩𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒂𝒍, 𝑳𝒐𝒘 𝑴𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒍 𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒕𝒉, 𝑮𝒂𝒚 𝑷𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆

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Alone at an empty cafeteria table sat a young girl with a blank look on her face. On the outside, she looked completely normal, happy, and content. On the inside, she was far from normal.

Normal. A group of normal people, all different but also similar. They shared the same interests, opinions, and emotions. A group of people that stayed together and always found a way back after a fight. The three. The trio had been with each other for many years and were considered family by that point. A young girl named (Y/N), her crush, and her best friend. An inseparable trio. (Not the calamity trio btw lol.)

Despite the years and the unbreakable bond the three had, they always seemed to find a way to separate. Any fight or inconvenience would lead to screaming arguments over the phone or abandonment. In every situation (Y/N) would either be the target or the blame. Panic attacks would come to her often, not allowing her to keep food down, think properly, or move on. 

She was never able to move on. Too attached to the good memories, pushing away and despising the bad. No matter the number of times her mother would tell her, "You have to be more mature, and don't act on your impulses because of their immaturity. You need to leave them and branch out."

But how could she leave? She cared too much, and it was too late to branch out. By high school, everyone had already formed their groups. Not to mention, the very different options of the people around her. Nervous to try something new, she would always come back. 

The most recent fight. There was no coming back. The door had been shut, and that same young girl finally didn't care anymore. She felt.., free. Well, for a little while. (Y/N) had other friends, and even if she didn't talk to them as much, she still had some type of comfort. Until she didn't. 

Accusation after accusation. One she hadn't even known about, which turned out to be true. She didn't even realize what had been done in the first place, as she had no idea and no I'll intentions. All of the comforts she found in those people were gone. Those people slowly drifted away from her, leaving her nothing but an aching heart.

And for the first time, she had thought about doing something she would have never even imagined before. Suicide. When she closed her eyes, she would imagine taking pills from a medicine cabinet or taking a sharp knife from the kitchen. She was suffering in silence, wanting to tell her mother what was going on, for even a sliver of comfort. But she knew better. With how serious those accusations were, she would never hear the end of it.

Living each day in fear. Fear of what she had built for herself crumbling, fear of losing her family's support, fear of losing the one thing that kept her sane, her phone. Ridiculous? I know. The internet provided enough entertainment to drown out her problems and make them disappear for a little while. All those two had to do was say one word, and that word would ruin her.

"Keep moving, keep the facade up, just make it to the summer." It was what she would try and reassure herself, but it was easier said than done. 

For once she wanted them to feel what she was feeling. The pain, the fear, and betrayal, the disgust. But most of all, she wanted them to move on, as she tried to. To stop talking about her, to ignore her, to not bring her name up. That was her last wish for them.

She envied those who dared to take that step, as she wanted what was happening to end but was scared. Scared of death, scared of saying goodbye, scared of losing.

But.., hadn't she lost from the beginning?

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You scrambled to put on your converse, as your mother was rushing you out of the door at 6 am. It was your first day at your new school, and you were nervous. The school-issued uniform didn't fit your style, so you switched it up a bit. (You don't have to wear this, I just made it for the story.)

"Hurry up (Y/N)! I'll be late for work!"

"I know I'm coming!" You threw your backpack over your shoulder, grabbed your other necessities and ran out of your room, not bothering to close the door.

Your mother stood near the front door with her huge purse and a hand on her hip. She looked at you for a second and then smiled. 

"You seem to be in a good mood. Did you meet anyone yesterday?" She winked at you.

Your face turned red as you recalled yesterday's shenanigans. 

"Wait-you did?! I was joking, but I can't believe it! I'm so proud of you!" 

"Nooo..."

Your mother snickered at you. "Alright kid, we have been wasting too much time. We have to go before I'm late."

You walked out the front door and sat in the passenger's seat of the car. Your mother sat in the driver's seat and turned on your favorite song.

"Nothing wrong with jamming out before your first day, right?"

You nodded excitedly, and you and your mother jammed out to music the entire car ride.

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She stopped in front of the school. Multiple students were chatting and talking to each other. 'Oh no..., I'm so not ready for this.'

You looked at your mother as she caressed your cheek reassuringly.

"Don't worry you will do great. This is an amazing opportunity for you to branch out!"

"But what if I don't do great? What if people think I'm weird?"

"Then let them think that because I know the real you. You're strong, smart, creative, beautiful, and best of all, my daughter." She squeezed your cheeks at the last statement.

"Mom..."

"I know, I know. Don't embarrass you in front of other people." She let go of your cheeks and looked down at your necklace for a moment. Her face softened as she sighed and carefully inspected it. A rose quartz necklace, carved into the shape of a rose. She ran her thumb over the smooth curves in the crystal. (This necklace is so pretty, I have it irl, and I love it so much.)

"I miss her so much, mom. It hurts." Your voice cracked as you began to get emotional. 

She envelopes you in a hug. "I...I miss her to hun, but you have to stay strong, for all of us."

You nod, as she wipes a single tear from your eye.

"I have to go to work now before I'm late."

"Ok, mom. I love you."

"I love you too darling." You open the car door and step out. Your mother waved at you and you did the same. She drove off and your smile faded. A voice startled you out of your trance.

"I didn't know a freak moved to this school."

You turned around to see a girl around your height with ginger hair in two braids, wearing a baseball hat backwards. 

"I'm sorry?"

She rolled her eyes at you. "You aren't from here."

"Uhmm... Is it obvious?.."

"Duh, I'd recognize a weirdo anywhere."

You rubbed the back of your neck awkwardly. She looked you up and down, almost like she was judging you. 

"Nice necklace, mind if I borrow it?" Without waiting for an answer, the random girl snatched the necklace off your neck.

"Hey! Give it back please!" 

She smirked at you. "Hmm... I don't know if I should." 

"Maggie! Give it back!"

You both turned to look at who had interrupted your conversation. Maggie scowled. It was Sasha. Your cheeks turned pink.

"What if I don't?" Maggie protested.

"We both know you have too much to lose. You wouldn't want the principal to find out you're bullying a new student, would you? It would suck not being able to come to any of my sweet house parties."

"But- I"

Sasha shook her head with a smirk. 

"Fine! This necklace is lame anyway." Maggie shoved the necklace back into your hands and walked away. 

Sasha smiled and walked up to you. "Sorry about her, she thinks she can pick on anyone."

"It's fine, it was my fault anyway."

She seemed slightly bothered by your ability to take the blame for something that wasn't your fault. Sasha noticed you messing with the chain of your necklace, and took the necklace from your hands. You looked at her confused until you felt her putting it around your neck.

"It looks good on you (Y/N)."

You smiled at her. "Thanks."

Sasha turned away to hide her blush. "Since you're new here, why don't you stick with me and my group? Well make sure no one else picks on you." 

"Sure, I don't see why not."

"I'll introduce you to them." She grabbed your wrist and you followed her into the school. You reached the gym and you followed her under the bleachers. (I have zero ideas where the trio hangs out lol)

Two other girls were standing under there. Your jaw dropped at the sudden realization. 'Holy-'

"Girls, I'm back. You remember the new friend I was talking about?" 

Anne and Marcy looked up at Sasha, as she pulled you out from behind her. "Here she is. Her name is (Y/N). (Y/N), these are my friends, Anne and Marcy."

The two froze as they looked at you. 

"(Y/N)?" Anne spoke up.

"Hey.."

Marcy blurted out, "Wait!-You go to this school too?"

You giggled. "Yeah, I just moved here."

"I assume you two have met (Y/N) before?" Sasha asked.

"Mhm. Yesterday." Anne replied and Marcy nodded.

"Okay cool." Sasha shrugged and leaned against you.

The three surrounded you and made conversation. Marcy showed you some of her games, Anne showed you some cheesy, teen crush magazines, and Sasha showed you clothes she thought would look good on you. 

'Maybe moving wasn't such a bad idea after all.'

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You stayed and talked under the bleachers with the three until the bell for class rang. You walked to your first class and took a seat, which was dreadfully dull. Sometime later, you stood in the hallway between class changes and felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned around and saw Sasha for a second time. 

"Oh hey, Sasha. Do you need something?"

"Anne and Marcy are coming to my house after school, and we wanted to ask if you want to come over." Her eyes drifted to your lips, then back up to your eyes. 

You were surprised at the sudden invitation and blushed. "I would love to!"

"Awesome. I'll see you there, cutie." Sasha then winked at you with a smirk and walked away. You were considerably as red as a tomato. 

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After class, you made your way to the library. It was a decent size, despite this public school being a downgrade from your previous one. You went straight to the fantasy section and scanned the books. 

'I've already read most of these.'

Maybe the library was smaller than you originally thought. While busying yourself with fantasy books, a section hidden in the corner of the library caught your eye. Out of curiosity, you made your way over there. 

A book suddenly fell from the bookcase, spooking you. It had a warm yellow cover, with elegant gold accents. 'Woah. This book looks old.'

You picked it up and dusted it off. A large star was on the front of the cover, it looked like a crystal. It sent a chill down your spine. You picked it up and sat down in one of the beanbags on the other side of the room.

You flipped through the pages, only to find words in an unknown language. Strange symbols and images were on all of the pages. The most noticeable page was in the middle. What made it stand out from every other page was how the page was gold, instead of the regular brown color, and had a huge image of the sun brightly shining down on hundreds of figures, bowing down to the sun's glory. All words on this page were in an unknown language, except for one section. 

This section read, 

"The glorious sun, shining bright for the entire solar system to witness. 

Blinding all with its beauty, but burning those who dare to get too close. 

The sun is a star. This star who will deliver us, and protect us from hidden evils unawakened. 

The fourth of the three points to the highest level. Mending and healing what is broken.

Oh glorious sun, shining in even the darkest moments. The greatest sorrow will not dim your shine. As your radiance will bring light into the darkness. 

But beware. To use this power too great, could put an end to the light. Never fly too close to the sun, unless you're willing to burn."

'Wow. That was...deep.'

You didn't understand the poem but decided it was too interesting to put down. A shifting noise pulled you out of your daydream. A person had sat in the bean bag across from you, so sucked into the book they were reading, they didn't even notice you sitting there. You grinned at who it was.

Marcy was reading a book you had read before. A book full of unexpected twists and turns, and was about halfway through it. 'Just wait until the main character dies.' 

Her eyes widened and you giggled. She looked up to see who laughed. "What? Why are you laughing?"

"Oh, I've just read that book before, and the same thing got me too."

She smiled at you. "Please don't spoil it for me though."

"Don't worry, I wouldn't do something like that. I hate it when people do that to me." You smiled at her. 

Marcy blushed and turned to the next page. You got up and sat right next to her, and then proceeded to lean on her shoulder. She looked like she was about to explode from embarrassment.

'Cute.'

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It was finally time to go home, and you were super excited to go to Sasha's house. 'I'm so excited to go to someone's house. Maybe we'll play truth or dare, prank little kids on Roblox through adopt me, or maybe even play spin the bottle-.'

You shook those thoughts out of your head as a blush began to rise to your cheeks. Your mom arrived to pick you up. You got in the car and looked at her.

"Hey mom.., I know this is late notice, but I made a friend at school and I want to go to their house."

Her eyes widened as she suddenly hit the brakes. You jolted and let out a small scream.

"You were invited to someone's house?!"

You nodded at her excitement. "Yes, her name is Sasha Waybright."

Your mother grinned and made teasing noises. You blushed and covered your face. 

"Oooh, you made a new friend and she's a girl?" She grinned at you. 

"We're just friends mom."

"Okay then, whatever you say." She began to drive again and took you home. You needed to pack a few things before you go to Sasha's house. 

You grabbed some necessities, a change of clothes, and other things and stuffed them in a small kuromi bag. (I adore kuromi so much, Live Laugh Love Kuromi)

You threw your bag over your shoulder and went downstairs. 

"Okay mom, I'm going to Sasha's house now."

She looked up at you from the counter in the kitchen. 

"Alright! Have fun dear! Don't stay out too late!"

"Okay mom, love you."

You walked over to Sasha's house following the address she texted you. You knocked on the door, and Sasha opened it. 

"Hey cutie, I'm glad you came."

You smiled at her. 

"Come on inside, Anne and Marcy aren't here yet, but they will arrive soon."

She opened the door wider to let you in and then closed it behind you.

"Follow me."

You followed her up the stairs into her room. It was fairly big and clean. 

"Nice room."

"Thanks, you can set your bag down if you want. I'll be right back, I'm gonna go get something."

You nodded as Sasha walked back downstairs. 'I should change out of my school uniform.'

You walked into the bathroom inside of her room and changed into some lounge shorts that showed off almost your entire thighs, and an oversized crop top that fell off your shoulder slightly and had astrology designs on it. You put your school clothes back in your bag and sat down.

"Ok, I'm back-."

Sasha walked back into the room and almost had a heart attack when she saw what you were wearing. Despite being oversized lounge clothes, they still showed off your features, and Sasha couldn't help but stare. 

"Oh hey, Sasha-...Are you ok?"

Her face was red and she looked away respectfully. You stood up to her about to ask what the matter was, and Sasha stood forward, only to trip and fall on you. Luckily, you caught her and your hands were resting on her waist. Your lips were seconds away from touching and you both stumbled back immediately. 

"Ah- I'm sorry." She scrambled for words.

"It's fine." You looked away flustered.

You wished you would've kissed. 

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[multifanlol]

So here is my girl Sasha Waybright i love her smm-sorry that it’s rushed i had another one wrote down and it just got deleted idek how so I’m pretty frustrated

Tw: Stalking, controlling behaviour regular yandere stuff you’d expect

My girl Sasha would be very controlling like she said it herself i feel like she would probably even be worser

Like she’d wanna control your social media, clothes, friends just your life in general although it’d just look like she’s a little “bossy”

Manipulative is also something she’s pretty damn good at so if you didn’t listen she’d resort to manipulation or just in general being intimidating

“Look s/o, this isn’t cute now we’re going to see that movie. end of discussion”

And this would just be before Amphibia

During Amphibia oh boy now she’s also insanely strong……if i were you i would just bury myself in a hole then and there

Also with her insane anger issues

Did I mention yet she’d be a control freak?

Definitely has some narcissistic traits in her

Def has a hero complex like Anne difference is she wouldn’t be a hero like i can see her putting you in danger on purpose and making you think your “helpless” even if you could manage

“Tsk Tsk s/o, do you really need me on your watch at all times…..guess you should stick around me huh?”

I see her stalking your social media even though it wouldn’t be necessary she’d do it just to see if your listening and maybe write some nice comments i mean it’d be cute to see you happy even though your not aware it’s her leaving all those nice stuff

Although i can see her still having some sort of empathy no matter how small it is

When she steals the box and betrays Anne and Marcy (including you) she expects you to atleast blindly understand

Why are you looking at her with disgust….?

“After everything i gave you s/o?! Look this isn’t cute now you either grow up and understand or I’ll make you understand!”

Although when she gets her redemption i feel like she’d be a lot better i mean her days of manipulation and controlling are over! So she has to be good right?

Well i mean yeah, she’d still have anger issues but she’d be much more calmer as she wouldn’t wanna lose you again as she would of just gained your trust again

After Amphibia she would def be much more clingy and paranoid incase something like that happens again but it doesn’t matter now your more closer then ever!

What could go wrong now…..

So yeah that’s it-sorry it’s short but if you wanna request other shows/series etc look on my pinned post of the stuff I’ll be doing at the moment! So i guess that’s all i hope you liked it love y’all-

[tea-plantz]

~Marcy Wu x fem!reader~

Just straight up fluff (and maybe a little bit of angst), in which Marcy moves after the whole Amphibia incident, and has trouble settling in at her new school… until she meets you that is.

!spoilers!

Marcy hated this.

She tried so hard to find a loophole, but even after going to another world it was still no use.

She was moving away, leaving everything she knew and loved behind.

The raven haired girl was currently standing outside of a huge schoolhouse with a lump in her throat, hands shaking and a nauseous feeling in her stomach.

Marcy had always been bad in social situations and on top of that she didn’t know ANYONE here at all, so this was literally hell for her.

With shaky steps, the nervous girl made her way to the principal’s office, which she had gotten some instructions on the day before as to where it was. She just hoped she didn’t accidentally take a wrong turn or something.

At last the ravenette finally stood in front of a big black door with the words “principal” printed on it.

She took one last shaky breath before knocking and entering the room…

“Aah, Miss Wu! Welcome”

Marcy just looked down and nodded.

“Please, take a seat” said the man behind the desk in a brownish suit.

She did as she was instructed and took a seat at the wooden chair in the middle of the room.

The principal told her a bit about the school policy, classes, dress code and blah blah blah. You know, the usual.

“Oh, and you will get a guide for your first week here at (your school)”

Marcy looked up at this. A guide? I mean that would definitely make things easier, but Marcy was internally panic at this. I’ll have to make a good first impression! I can’t screw this up! Ugh why is being social so hard sometimes! Ok ok calm down Mars don’t panic, it’s going to be ok, just like mom said. Don’t overthink it!

“Miss L/n, please come to the principals office, I repeat, miss L/n to the principals office”

The door creaked open as a h/c girl peeked in, “yes?”

Marcy looked up as she saw a beautiful girl standing before her. Her breath caught in her throat as she frantically started darting her eyes around the room, focusing anywhere else then directly at that gorgeous girl. She couldn’t help it, you just made her so nervous! The brown eyed female settled on her feet, as she could feel a weird tingling sensation in her stomach. She looks so cute! Now I’m just gonna stress even more! She thought as her hart rapidly threw itself around in her chest.

“Miss L/n, this is miss Wu, our new student. I would like you too be her guide for the week.”

The girls e/c eyes moved over to Marcy, who was nervously looking at the ground while messing with her hands.

“Of course I will, it’ll be my pleasure!” The h/c girl said with a smile, as she walked over to the black haired girl.

“Come on! I’ll show you around!”

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“So, you’re the new student huh? What’s your name?” You asked as you and Marcy walked down the hall, you in the lead and Marcy close behind.

The olive skinned girl squeaked at your sudden question, before looking away with her face flushing bright red with embarrassment .

“I-it’s Marcy” she stammered quietly in a shy manner.

“Marcy Wu! That’s a really pretty name! It suits you” Marcy stopped dead in her tracks for a second. She could feel her face heating up before mumbling a ‘thanks’ with a small smile.

For the rest of the tour, you continued to talk and point, while Marcy mostly listed with a few ‘okeys’ and ‘yeses’ here and there, when suddenly a loud bell echoed through the hall.

“Yes! It’s finally lunch time! Augh I’m staaaarving!” You semi-shouted with a groan, before walking in the direction of the cafeteria.

Oh no. She’s leaving now! I guess I should have seen it coming, she’s done with the tour after all and there’s no way she would wanna hang out with me! She’s just so cool! Must be popular too…but I don’t wanna be alone. Marcy thought while her heart sank. She could feel her eyes watering a little as thoughts of Anne and Sasha crawled their way into her mind.

She misses them so much.. why did she have to move! She’s scared, she’s alone.. wh-

“Hey! You coming?”

A voice interrupted her thoughts. Huh? Marcy looked up to see you standing a few feet away from her with your head tilted slightly to the left.

You wanted to eat with her? Even though you guys only just met, and she had barely spoken to you?

Marcy looked behind her too see if you were asking another student, but no one was in sight. She thought for a moment before questioning quietly “me?”

“Yes you silly! You seem really fun to be around, plus, you’re really cute! I wanna get to know you better!”

The ravenhead could’ve just passed out at that point. She couldn’t believe you were interested in being friends with her! And you called her cute…

Marcy’s face was now at the redness scale of a tomato as her mouth slightly fell open. The girls mind could only muster up one sentence …wow.. she’s amazing.

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-about a week later-

“So, Mar-mar, how’s it going so far?”

Marcy was facetiming with Anne and Sasha, talking about how things are going in her new home.

“It’s actually been really great you guys! At first I was so afraid that everything would just turn out really bad, but honestly it’s been pretty fun! And well, I have y/n to thank for that, she’s been a real life saver heh…”

Anne and Sasha glanced at each other with a questioning look on their faces, as Marcy looked a bit lost in thought with a slight blush on her features.

Why was Marcy acting so strange when she talked about you? Could it be….*gasp* :0

The two girls looked at each other with a slight smirk, both thinking the exact same thing before returning their attention back to the black haired girl.

“Marcy, tell us more about this y/n person!” Anne squealed, startling Marcy a bit, while Sasha was watching with an amused expression. “Yeah loser, tell us!”

“Oh, um well” Marcy begun as her blush returned. “She’s the first friend I made here and she’s really nice! Her eyes are e/c, along with h/c hair and s/c skin. Honestly, she’s really pretty. Oh! And she even eats lunch with me and her other friends. They’re nice too, but not as much as y/n though hehe” The ravenette got more and more enthusiastic as she continued talking, much like how she is when she’s rambling about an interest of hers.

“They also have a great music taste and style! I love her clothes, and oh my, don’t even get me started on her art! (selfinsert much👀) We share a lot of the same interests as well, and the best part is that she cares about what I care about! She even lets me rant about it, and she doesn’t think I’m a wierdo! She just really gets me y’know? Aah she’s so cool.” Marcy finished with a dreamy expression.

“Yup, she’s totally in love”

“WHAT!?”

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