#she looks like your normal shy girl at school. but shes actually fucking buff under her clothes. and the explosives she straps under them

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Look at this magical girl i made in a picrew adn then drew. She'd be the antihero type girl who uses Incredible Violence instead of friendship to beat the bad guys and makes a fun moral dilemma for the protagonist polycule to deal with as a conflict.

She blasts you with her umbrella attack btw. Thats how she kills you. Im also like 40% sure she's blown up a public restroom with homemade C4 before.

[stareiiez]

The Game Plan

Bitters (Crush) x Reader x Tucker.

Inspired by the movies The Duff, because I will binge watch anything in the middle of the night. This is will also be a series, so this is part one.

Also, yes I put Felix with Kimball, yes I know nobody ships it but I did before McScouty turned into that trash can.

 High school. The land of jocks, nerds, the popular girls and boys, the quiet ones, the goths, the band geeks, and everything in between. Hormones were raging, that came with couples sucking each other's faces off in the hallways or practically dry humping against lockers. Football games that brought the whole town down on Friday nights to cheer on their teams, that were hyped up by pep rallies during the last period in school. Prom, that was romanticized too much on movies and soon ended with all those couples ‘getting laid’ before the dance even ends. Then there's homecoming. The homecoming that was mostly celebrating the crowning of the new Homecoming Queen that was flanked by her buff football players on each side.

That homecoming was a day away, and the whole school was already set with their dates to attend that dance. Some were still last minute panicking on to secure their own person to make their night a great one.You were sadly one of those panicked people. Both of your friends Kimball and Jensen already had their dates a week before Homecoming, a normal thing that people did in order to keep their date for sure. Felix, Kimball’s date, had avoided the idea of some lovey dance altogether. He was the kind of boy to skip class and hang out in the bathroom with a full pack of cigarettes on his person, only to be caught by the hall monitor every time. How Kimball managed to keep Isaac Gates in line around her, with little to none smart ass comebacks, was beyond your reason.

Simmons was a whole ‘nother story. This nerdy, freckled boy was always in Katie Jensen’s line of sight every time she happened to get a glimpse of him. Surely Simmons had liked Katie just the same way, but he always become one big flustered mess around girls and it only got worse around her. It took for what seemed like forever, for you to actually hype Katie enough to ask the freckled pasty boy out. Two days and long night conversations between your two friends that were on the subject of asking out her long time crush had finally stuck through. 

About damn time.

Now for you.. well that was a different thing.

You had turned down every guy that had come up to ask you out. The simple shake of your head and that kind smile had killed their hopes into a pile of ash. Their hearts were torn into.. until they moved on and found some other date. It was the worst two minutes of the boys’ lives.

Now that the dance was right around the damn corner, you were panicking on the inside. With ‘no date’ your chances of being the third wheel were growing rapidly, and you did not want to be that person. No, you only wanted one person to ask you. The one person that had the girls’ hearts in the palm of his hand, and in the pools of his amber eyes. His not caring attitude topped off with the piercings that ringed his right ear, his half shaven head that had his dyed orange hair nearly falling into his eye. All this and more had attracted anyone that gazed at him. You were one of them.

Sure he seemed like he was brushing off all the failed attempts of the countless flirting, and fingers ghosting over his own when they passed him by in the hallways or passing papers to him during class. The boy was as pointless for this ‘innocent game’ than Andersmith was in figuring out sarcasm. That had turned down your pointless flirting, that was only scrambled words leading into senseless rambling after a minute or more.

Besides Bitters and you were just friends, or whatever meant by friends since the most you two talked was him asking a question about the date. That's what he saw you as and that was the saddest thing to experience. Mentally slapping yourself, you had walked over to your locker and opened it to place your morning books inside, and grab the textbooks needed for the afternoon.

An arm soon wrapped around your shoulders and pulled you towards some broad chest. The strong smell of some cologne, you find at the most overpriced store, filled your senses as your eyes watered a bit. You recognized this scent way too many times. Nobody had ever greeted you like this, except for one.</p>

‘Dreaming about me sweet cheeks?” A voice purred out into your ear. A voice that sounded like someone trying too hard to act suave, and smooth with just one move.

Tucker.

“I thought neighbors don’t talk to each other out in public.” You bit back with the driest voice, you could muster. Sandpaper could have lined your tongue, but that didn’t matter since he wasn’t even paying attention to you.  

Your horn dog of a childhood next-door neighbor was already scanning the hallways with his deep brown eyes. Typical. With an internal groan, you shoved the male away and shivered with disgust as if him touching you made you sick.Well, it was true.He ducked out of the first three periods this morning with some random girl, and you hoped to God he washed his hands after he finished. You didn’t need any diseases he could be carrying around anyway.

Besides, what would Bitters think if he saw you ‘supposedly being cuddly’ with the high school’s number one fuck boy anyway? Oh right, he wouldn’t even notice it for one damn second 

“That’s nice, does Vanessa still have Felix as her date?” Tucker burst out, as his dark brown eyes blinked rapidly. He always spaced out whenever your mouth opened, even if it was just one word or not he didn't pay attention. He always did that ever since middle school, when both of your social rankings lowered and raised. Yours was the one that lowered. </p> 

Your right eye twitched in the quick burst of agitation before you sighed and turned to your locker and placed the last book for your afternoon class into your backpack. You slammed the bronze locker door too hard, which caused the loud slam to alert a few passer-by-ers to look at you funny. If the door stuck, you swore you would scream. Tucker managed to get on your last nerve and ruin a perfectly good day.

Breathe.

You reminded yourself before you looked over at Tucker, who had a shit eating smirk on his face. You really wanted to beat him into the ground, but being the bigger person was better here. Inhaling deeply your fiery gaze locked on to his, while your hands balled at your sides while nails bit into the soft skin of your palms. 

“No, now go screw yourself.” You bit out before spinning on your heel and storming down the hallway. Chemistry couldn’t be missed, no matter how much you wanted to carry out Tucker’s death. 

Cursing under your breath, you were far too pissed to actually see where you were going and bumped into someone. Taking a sudden step back, one arm hand latched on your arm and hold you in place. You felt the sparks fly from the hand of the person to your heart, which seemed to stop all at once.Your (e/c) eyes lifted to gaze at the person before you fully froze.

Bitters, your one true crush, had his gaze locked on you. A shy smile pulled at the corner of his pierced lips.

His.. perfectly shaped lips that you wouldn’t mind biting. 

“(Y/N) easy there, you look like you were set out to kill.” A husky voice enveloped your senses, while Bitters cracked one light hearted chuckle. 

His fingers ran through his hair and pulled the strands behind his ear. You blinked once, or a million times before snapping back into reality. A terrible sound between a giggle or a full on laughing attack slipped out of your mouth.

“I’m fine. You’re fine. I-I,,I mean you are right? I didn’t mean to bump into you, I’m so sorry about that. Look at me not knowing where I’m going as if I’m blind. Glad you caught me or I would have made out with the floor if I fell.” Your voice rambled on as your cheeks heated to a bright red until it covered your whole face.

Bitters had only raised a pierced brow at your rambling before he shook his head and kept that smile on his features for a moment longer. That shy smile that seemed awkward around the edges, as it slipped from his face but it held the same comforting manner.

God, he was perfect.

“Well good to know, I’ll see you around yeah?” Bitters kept that amber colored eyes on you for a moment. The eyes that made your words stop in its tracks and you could only madly blush at the constant rambling that ran in your head.

Your head absently moved back and forth vigorously as you watched, stared, at his retreating form down the hallway to duck into one of the classrooms.With a flurry of butterflies swirling around in your stomach, and the tingles running rampant up and down your whole arm you ducked into your next classroom.

Maybe you wouldn’t have been too busy kicking yourself for making such a fool of yourself in front of your crush, to see a dark pair of eyes still watching the awkward conversation near the lockers.  The same dark eyes that glinted in dark humor, before their owner slipped from the lockers to head up the hallway.