#bully scholarship edition imagine

[celorangeine]

I support Bullying!

[kedaked]

bro, is it really that hard to not be weird about minors?

[writersmilex]

Patch Me Up

Jimmy Hopkins X Fem | Reader

Summary: Jimmy always gains wounds on his hands from all those fights, and you help to patch him up, every single time. Attention: Mentioned/Non-graphic Violence

(A/n): This is a new fandom I have been intersted in for a while now, that’s why I’ve been away writing for BULLY, since there is not much on all the sites I have looked. There are a lot of interesting characters in this Game that I get to play even! I think some will like it as much as I do.  _________________________________________

"Oww..." Jimmy hisses as (Y/n) cleans up his now very open and bleeding knuckles, she clicks her tongue in silent judgement while resuming her magic tricks of healing. Jimmy remembers (Y/n) telling him that she wanted to become a doctor of sorts, and he believes wholeheartedly that she can achieve that dream of hers. With the number of times, she has helped him with any minor injuries he's had over time.

Cleaning the blood off Jimmy's hands, other people's blood mixed with his own. (Y/n)'s hold on his fingers is firm yet tender, not to hurt him but just to keep him still. This isn't the first time (Y/n) finds herself treating the wounds on Jimmy's hands. She tried to reason with him the first few times to stop fighting with everyone and everything, but it happened again...

After cleaning the wounds, (Y/n) takes the bandages she had prepared for later, loosens the strip to wrap up his hands and dresses the wounds. "This is the point where you tell me off," Jimmy speaks up after a moment of silence and merely watches her work. (Y/n) chuckles and lightly shakes her head, her gaze still remaining on her friend's wounded hands. "Do you listen to that?" she quips, finally looking at him with amusement. Jimmy can't help but laugh as well. She seemed to have realized that scolding him doesn't work. "Only a little bit." He replies, his hand limb in her hold as she keeps wrapping the bandages around his palm neatly, then she moves on to the other hand.

"I can see that." (Y/n) gestures with her gaze to his most recent injuries. Jimmy hisses in discomfort again as she tightens the bandages, "Yeah, yeah... Whatever." He dismisses and looks away into the furthest corner of his room. There it is... The moment that's always so painfully awkward. "whatever, whatever. That's all you can say..." (Y/n) whispers a quiet complaint to herself while continuing to patch him up. Jimmy doesn't reply to her complaining, merely watching her wrap the thin bandages over and through his fingers.

He never admits it, but for some strange reason, he likes this moment. It's calm, there is nothing else but (Y/n) and him while she bandages his war-torn hands up so the 5th time this month alone.

"There we go! As good as new!" (Y/n) gleams at her finished work, Jimmy's hands wrapped in bandages. "You need to keep this on for a few days. I'll refresh them for you tomorrow." (Y/n) looks at Jimmy and smile kindly. Jimmy looks away and examines the bandages, then grins back at his friend. "Yeah, that's good. Thanks, (Y/n)." He tests the agility of his own fingers while his palms are neatly dressed. (Y/n)'s smile doesn't fade as she leans on his knee to stand back up from the floor.

"It's no problem at all, Jim." (Y/n) moves over to her personal medical kit to clean everything up and dispose of the bloody rags. "Guess it's for good use after all." She has hardly used the medical kit on herself as she had initially intended... Luckily. But this is a rather violent school among the students, mostly the boys that get into physical fights on a nearly daily basis. Now, (Y/n) doesn't like to see her friend; Jimmy in pain. So she agreed to help him with whatever wounds he obtained. Jimmy never protested about it and eventually became friendly after the fourth time. (Y/n) never complains about having to patch him up every time, and he is grateful every time. And he feels like just saying 'thanks' is not enough to make it up to her. ~~A Week Later~~ Jimmy hasn't seen (Y/n) all day. And to be honest, he was getting a little worried. In the late afternoon, after classes, he started to ask around for her and the people she is closest with. The only person who had a good lead was Ricky from the Greasers, who (Y/n) is on good terms with. "Yeah, (Y/n) tried to defend some Freshman pipsqueak from one of the Bullies. They started to fight, and (Y/n) took a few hits before she fled." Ricky explains what happened, a look of concern on his face. "And you just stood there and watched?!" Jimmy accuses angrily, but Ricky is quick to defend himself and his hands in defence, shaking his head frantically. "No! Of course not! I tried to help her when she ran away, but she is really fast, man." Ricky defends. Jimmy doesn't want to hear anything anymore and walks away from the Greaser without saying anything to him. "Just make sure she's okay!" Ricky calls after Jimmy, and once again, does not get a response. Jimmy now knows for sure that (Y/n) got hurt in some way, and he only grows madder. He is ready to pummel whoever dared to hurt her into the ground, six feet below if he gets the chance to. His rage does not last very long when he hears an almost inaudible sob coming from behind the wall before the girls' dorm he just stomps past. He assumes that it must be (Y/n), which seems like the next best conclusion in his mind. And he was right, upon approaching and investigating the noise. He finds (Y/n) leaning against the wall, sniffling lightly. Beatrice is by her side attempting to comfort her. "It'll heal in a couple of days, (Y/n). And the bleeding will stop on its own, keep your head forward, not backwards." She pushes her back to keep her leaning forward, her nose pressed in a bloody tissue. "What happened to you?!" Jimmy takes a defensive stance. Ready to attack anyone she'd point at, at her expense. (Y/n) doesn't look up to meet his eye, but Beatrice does, looking at him solemnly. "She got attacked by Wade when defending a Freshman. That's what she told me." Beatrice confirms what Ricky has told him had happened. Jimmy sighs deeply in an attempt to calm down slightly to be able to help you. "Where is your medical kit, (Y/n)?" He asks once he has calmed down, but she doesn't respond vocally and only points in the direction of the girls down, Jimmy assumes that it's in her dorm. And without a second thought, he goes to look for it.

He came back a moment later with (Y/n)'s medical kit in hand, along with a cold rag for the bruises.

Once Beatrice notices Jimmy return, she stands up and coughs awkwardly. "I presume you've got this. I need to get a jump on chemistry." He assumes that Beatrice got uncomfortable and just wanted to leave. Doesn't matter, he can handle this. Jimmy takes a seat right next to (Y/n) with the medical kit on the other side. "come 'ere..." Jimmy grabs (Y/n) by her shoulder and makes her turn to look at him. She lifts her head from the tissue, dried blood covering her nose and mouth, a bruise forming under her right eye. Jimmy takes the rag and runs it over the forming bruise as gently as he could. (Y/n) eventually relaxes as it is his turn to patch her up. "I was stupid... Thinking I could take him on..." (Y/n) scolds herself while Jimmy cleans the dried blood away from under her nose. "Yeah, you are," Jimmy adds to her scolding, causing her to laugh a little. But her laugh was cut short with a little hiss of pain as Jimmy presses the rag on the bruise a little too hard. "Sorry..." Jimmy quickly apologizes. Once the blood is completely gone, Jimmy lets (Y/n) hold the rag over her bruise. "Thanks for helping me." (Y/n) gives Jimmy a look of sincerity. Jimmy looks down at the ground and shrugs, a little flustered. "Yeah, No problem..." He replies. "It's about time I pay you back for all the times you helped me." He explains while cleaning up the medical kit just like he has seen (Y/n) do so many times before. "You're a good friend, Jimmy." (Y/n) says out of the blue. Despite being in pain, she manages to smile a little, or maybe the pain has ceased by now. Jimmy laughs, "And you are too. Even if you're too reckless for your own good." He replies with a grin as turns back to his friend. She laughs, "Same to you!" She gives Jimmy a playful punch on his arm. Jimmy feels very accomplished, he got the chance to repay (Y/n) for all the times she has helped him. _________________________________________ Here is the first one. I think a good one to start off with. There is more where that came from. Stay tuned for more. Thanks for Reading❤️ - Smilex🙂

[coolgiantpastaperson]

The bullies during a zoom meeting:

[garret-smith]

after jimmy moved to bullworth he sunk into a depression. he would stare at the picture of you that he tore out of someone’s yearbook. he hated how he had to move schools again. after a few days he took someone’s bike and went in every nearby store to look for a phone. the same 10 digits played in his head on loop. after an afternoon of biking, he found a bar 7 miles away from school, the yellow phone staring him down through the window. he took a deep breath in and walked in, straight to the old phone. his hand reached for the buttons before someone stopped him.

“you have to pay to use that… and aren’t you too young to be in here?!” a man said.

he gulped and explained himself, how he wanted to call his girlfriend. the shop owner sighed, allowing jimmy to call you, then telling him the price of a call.

jimmy gulped and handed him over the pocket full of quarters that were stashed away in the pockets of his sweatpants. no more sodas for him.

he entered in your number and anxiously waited for you to pick up. after an agonizing second he heard the phone stop dialing and then heard your voice. he sighed in relief.

[muppetears-stuff]

I was playing bully, and during the first mission, where you have to chase Davis, I noticed that he tripped over Pete, and I went, "OMG PETE HIII X33 HII" and I stopped to look at his getting up animation and then i failed the mission. 😔😔

[sanuue]

I woke up in pain and agony so I don't have anything else to post today other than my Fem! Duncan design and also the commission I did for @cleptodeath <3

[bidisaster-peanut-romano]

anyways looove when authors put little hints about their hcs for the family life of characters. like oh what do you mean they have a sister that's so cool. didn't know this guy had such a bad relationship with his father that's nice. and this kid's mom is such a cool woman can she adopt me too. like i don't agree w you at all but that's so cool

[impyssadobsessions]

“I heard Johnny's going to kill anyone who wants Lola.” “Boys are so dumb, all this fighting over her? She's just going to dump them for another toy the next day.” “Maybe this will break Johnny off of her for good though.” “I doubt it. Its kind of hot though. How-” Pete hurried past the gossiping group of girls. He needed to find Jimmy and fast. Tensions with the Greasers had reached its peak, which means now is the time to strike..

Yet, Pete knew if they weren't careful, Jimmy might end up in the hospital instead. Greasers acted like a wolf pack, unlike the other cliques. If one Greaser fights, they all fight. If one gets down another stands up. They don't runaway. They gang up until everyone is down. And if its Johnny that wants to beat him down, the Greasers are going to make certain he has every thing going his way. Jimmy needed his help this time. Pete busted into the Boy's dorm praying Jimmy was here, but no luck. Just the squeaks of rats scurrying across the floor. A familiar sinister laugh and a slap to his shoulder, made Pete scream and jump back. The boy laughed harder, before shoving the smaller teen back. “OH MAN! AHAHAH- You really are such a girl!” “Gary! What the hell?!” “You're too easy. Seriously. So, what's it like?” Gary grinned as he clapped his hands together. “Ugh, I don't have time for this.” Pete tried to walk around Gary. Gary grabbed him by the vest, pulling him up to him. “ What's the hurry? Just answer the damn question, Fem-boy.” Gary shoved Pete back towards the common room. “Or are you too good for me now that you've been riding Hopkins-” “What what's like, Gary?” Pete sighed, cutting Gary off. His arms crossed, trying not to look scared. His skin crawled as his stomach twisted into knots. “Oh, you know~,” Gary hummed with a grin. His eyes piercing through Pete's weak armor, just making Pete more nervous by the second. “What's it like to be the biggest pathetic loser in the school? How does it feel that your ONLY “friend” is about to get sent to the hospital and probably shipped off to prison. Or better yet, a nursing home with how much brain damage Johnny's going to inflict on him.”

Pete gritted his teeth as he glared. Of course Gary knew what was happening. He probably set it up. “That's not going to happen!” “Oh-ho. And whose going to stop it? You? HAHAHA! Don't make me laugh!” Gary poking harshly at Pete's chest. “Going to whack them with your purse? Cry and beg for them not to hurt him? OH PLEASE don't hurt him! He's the only moron with low enough standards that'll fuck me! Pfft. Like that'll work.” Pete clenched his fist and his face scrunched in disgust. Gary was more than a Jerk, he was a fucking asshole. “Let's face it, Pete. You're as useless as you are pathetic!” Gary started circling Pete, like a bird about to dive on its prey. “Don't worry though. If you beg nicely enough, I MIGHT forgive you for being a traitor. Hell, I might even let you lick my boot once I rule the school. Since I'm just OH so generous.” “Piss off, Gary. You're such a-” Pete tried to shove Gary away from him, but Gary grabbed his wrists instead.

“Such a jerk? Really now?” Gary squeezed tightly around Pete's wrists, making the boy squirm in pain. “After I offer to let you be level with my boot instead of under them like all the other morons in this school?” “Let. Me. Go! Ow-bastard!” Pete yanked and pulled, trying to get out of Gary's grip, but his efforts were in vain. “Oof. Bringing out the swear words. Petey, how could you? In this house of God?” Gary not even phased as he just dug his fingers into Pete's wrists. “You mean Satan.” Pete hissed, stopping his struggling to glare at Gary. Gary laughed his dorky laugh, “Same difference, isn't it?” Police sirens rang out in the distance, making the boys freeze in place. There was many of them. Pete's eyes widened in fear. Jimmy... “Oh man! This is just getting better!” Gary let go of Pete's wrists with a push, making the boy fall back into the couch, before sliding to the ground. “Ouch.” Pete rubbed his wrist, hissing as he shifted to try and stand back up. “Ah, I must admit. I am romantic at heart. So who am I to get in the way of star-cross losers?” Gary was bouncing on his feet. “Go on, Fem-boy. Go find that boyfriend of yours.. or what's left of him, anyways.” “You're not going to win this Gary.” Pete said as once he rushed past him. Gary only laughed in response, as the doors closed behind Pete. Pete ran to the parking garage, grabbing his bike. His lungs were on fire, but he needed to find Jimmy. He peddled as fast as he could to New Coventry. Once or twice almost hitting someone and the almost getting hit by a car. The streets were mayhem. Greasers and students all over the place, throwing weapons from firecrackers to snowballs with rocks in them. Police unable to contain any of them for long. “Hey, you!” A Police officer yelled at him. Pete peddled off, his adrenaline pumping as he lost the Police Officer by dunking into the alley. He can't believe he evaded arrest. His mom would be furious if she knew. Not the time, Pete. His eyes catching the sight of Greasers running by chasing a preppie. Pete dropped his bike and turned the corner to hide between the buildings. “Stay still rich boy!” “You think its smart to cross Johnny now!” “Yeah, Lola's Johnny's girl-” “Hey, Guys!”

Pete slapped a hand over his mouth as the two stopped in the alley way. He slid down hoping to hide behind the knocked over trash cans. He could see them out the corner of his eye. “Everyone to the junkyard, and fast! Johnny gots a surprise for that fuckboy, Hopkins.” One of the greasers, Peanut, yelled trying to collect members of their gang. “Finally! About time. Let's make him a new one!” “Po already got Jimmy and Johnny on the run, we don't have much time.” Pete felt his heart beating out of his chest. He knew it. They were going to gang up on Jimmy. Pete took his bike once the Greasers left, and hurried to the junkyard. He ditched his bike once he was close, to avoid being seen. He hid around tries, a hand over his mouth to try and keep his noise down. Luckily the Greasers were too riled up to hear anything over each other. Pete eyed the stack of junk some of the greasers were using to get over the fence and only the stacked cars. He turned his head to look at the dirt road, leading to the entrance of the junkyard. He saw one of them hiding behind a tree, something in his hands. Further down the road he saw two figures skid around the curve. The trap was set and about to go off. Pete didn't think. He ran and climbed up over the fence, following the Greasers. Once on top, he heard Jimmy yell as he rolled into the junkyard painfully. The junkyard gates closing. Johnny was sitting on his bike with a pipe in hand. Pete took his eyes off to look around, quickly latching onto the crane. It was on the opposite side. He needed to get by the other Greasers to get to it. “Hey Jimmy! Help me get to the crane!”

[qwainte]

Other than the "Dishonorable Fight" mission, do you guys think Derby has ever gotten into fist fights with other students on campus?

[celorangeine]

Hi.iiii. I made Spotify playlists for jimmy hopkins and gary smith. three of these playlists are like a mix of what I think they'd listen to and what reminds me of them. there's only a few right now though...😁feel free to give suggestions 😆

I have a pete playlist too now😆 MIGHT be super inaccurate 😢😢😢 bc i honestly think he'd only listen to video game tracks

[mintys-corner]

Kind of weird to think that Johnny canonically went to a 'nudie club' once

[writersmilex]

Out With The Noise

Gary Smith X Fem | Reader

Summary: There was this one time, you witnessed Gary have some sort of breakdown. ______________________________________

(Y/n) had noticed from the moment you first saw him today. Jimmy, Pete and Gary were waiting for her to join them in front of the main building. He looked so tense and tired even. With a resting scowl on his face, he looks ready to attack anyone who looks at him weirdly. Another thing that was off: is that he didn't talk much at all. Usually, Gary would talk (Y/n)'s ears off with the latest rumours that he fabricated today. He was annoyed, shoulders tense with his hands shoved in his jeans pockets as he shovels around.

His whole posture was off the whole day, so much so that it worried you a bit. Gary is a jerk, that's a given. But the way he was acting was not something that (Y/n) likes to see. For some reason just straight asking him would probably end in defensiveness and/or dismissal. So (Y/n) didn't say anything about it at all. The only thing that happened is during English class, (Y/n) locked eyes with Gary for a few seconds as if to ask telepathically what is wrong. Alas, Gary only sneered and resumed his own schoolwork.

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"What's wrong with him?" (Y/n) whispers in Petey's direction as the two watches when Gary stomps away towards the Boys' dorm, intimidating a kid who got a little too close to him on the way. "I don't know. I think he would rip my head off if I asked..."Petey replies with a hush. (Y/n) is still slightly concerned. She has never really seen Gary act this way. He is usually the one that irritates others, but it's the other way around today. "Then I'll do it." (Y/n) says with confidence, and walks after the supposed sociopath before Petey could say anything to stop her.

She keeps a distance while following Gary to the dorm. Even from that distance, she can still see his tense shoulders, refusing to calm down still. Entered the boys' dorm as discreetly as possible, seeing Gary take a sharp turn to his dorm, slamming the door closed. There is always a ruckus going on in the boys' dorm, so a slamming door does not catch anyone's attention.

Without wasting much time, (Y/n) approaches his dorm and gives the wood a few short knocks before entering the room itself. Gary's form is compulsively so, everything has its place where it belongs. (Y/n) kind of understands, leave a trinket in one place and you'll never lose it. In the room is where (Y/n) finds Gary; walking the length of the room while biting his nails, (Y/n) had always assumed that he is a chronic nailbiter. He seemed like the type to do so. There is something that agitates him, and out of frustration, he pushes the office chair away from him. The second Gary pushes the chair under his desk so aggressively, the second-hand furniture dares to squeak in discomfort upon movement.

The noise causes him to glare at the furniture with such seething hatred as if it was the cause of all of his problems.

Watching him react to the noise like that, (Y/n) is finally able to put two and two, together. Gary is having issues with noises today, and from the looks of it, it almost seems to cause him some sort of discomfort, or even pain. What kind of pain?

(Y/n) is not sure what to do, or how to help him. Could she even help him? She watches as he starts to circle around his room again, rubbing his temples and muttering about how loud everything is. It takes (Y/n) a moment to find her feet again, she takes slow steps back to close the door of the room gently, muffling the common ruckus that is the Boys' Dorm. Now it is just (Y/n) and Gary alone in a silent room. He lets out a frustrated groan and goes to sit down on his bed. "Turn the light off..." he commands quietly.  (Y/n) does so, flipping the light switch and the room turns dim, a faint source of light coming from the window.

Gary leans forward and rests his elbows on his knees, his head in his hands, continuing to massage his head as if nursing a headache. (Y/n) moves as quietly as possible, moving slowly to sit down next to him. Making sure that the mattress doesn't make any noise under her weight. The Mattresses are of rather poor quality in the dorms, (Y/n) can imagine that they must be different in the  Harrington house, or any of the other rich kid homes. Once seated, (Y/n) is still silent. Imagining herself in a library out of compulsion. Really just remaining quiet in order to make Gary feel better.

Gary is so unpredictable it is hard to tell what he wants without directly saying what he wants, he is hard to read, a closed book. But it is clear that he is uncomfortable, pinching the bridge of his nose and squeezing his eyes shut, trying to drown something out. He is breathing rather hard as well. (Y/n)'s hand is frozen in the air, not sure if she should touch him while he is in this state. Then she decides to just try and if Gary objects she'll just leave him be. Very slowly, (Y/n) places her hand flat on his back, the contact causes him to jolt for a hot second. He doesn't do anything to stop her, so she keeps going. Slowly running her hand up and down his back in a rhythmic motion. A feeling for Gary to focus on while trying to calm down. (Y/n) keeps a steady pace despite the fabric slowly starting to irritate her skin, she keeps going. Gary's hand drops from his face and rests over his arm. his eyes are still closed but he seems to be calming down. (Y/n) thinks it's still not enough, so she still keeps going until his shoulders dropped. It took a moment for Gary to calm down completely, it was still silent. But not anymore when (Y/n) finally decided to speak up. "You okay?" She asks, quietly so as not to disturb the rather peaceful yet dim silence of the room. Gary doesn't reply for a long while until he straightens his back and sits up, giving (Y/n) a side glance. "uhh... yeah..." He finally answers quietly. He doesn't look her in the eye, not sure how he could explain himself to her now. Nobody is supposed to see him like this, let alone (Y/n). She gives him a firm pat on his shoulder while standing up from his bed. Moving slowly to stand in front of him with a slight distance between them. Gary moves to look up at her, his features calm. (Y/n) offers a reassuring smile to the supposed sociopath. "I'm ready to talk whenever you are." Is the last thing she says before opening the door of his room, stepping out and closing it again behind herself. Leaving Gary alone in a dark room that feels foreign. Suddenly, he doesn't like the feeling of being alone anymore. He started to like (Y/n)'s company...

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Honestly, this is not my proudest work. Writing something for Gary is hard, who would have guessed??

Anyway hopefully the next one is better, but most likely not as much... To my own standards at least.

Thanks for reading.❤️

- Smilex🙂

[prayantis]

OKAY we’ve all heard of Edward and Daniel being cousins so it’s time you’ve heard…

BROTHERS NOW HEAR ME OUT HEAR ME OUT-

[stuckcampinginalaska]

bully au where everything is same but the game takes place in an australian public school

[theomnislasher]

haha! (me, laughing)

i love making these