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Can I request an poly sbg x idol reader who had their first encore show after releasing their new album "insert card" but get attacked by a saseng (I hope I spelled that right) and accidentally kills the saseng :3

Poly School Bus Graveyard x Idol Reader - Sasaeng Attack

Ashlynn, Taylor/Tyler, Ben, Aiden, Logan

WARNINGS: Talks about harm, accidental killing, trauma

I tried going for the more mental/phycological aspect of it instead of legal because I like focusing on how they'd comfort you bc this can be traumatic depending on the person. Also, I promise I've seen all the requests and I'm moving through them the best I can! Thank you for your guys' patience, I appreciate it a lot!

-Writer Icy<3

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The reader, a successful idol, has just completed their first encore show following the release of their new album, "Probably Miss" The atmosphere is electric, with the audience still buzzing from the performance. However, the celebration is cut short when a sasaeng fan—someone with an unhealthy obsession—manages to get too close.

The Attack:

The Moment: As the reader is leaving the venue, the sasaeng lunges at them with dangerous intent. The fan, holding a large dosage of something in a syringe attempting to swing at the reader, In the heat of the moment, the reader defends themselves instinctively, and in the struggle, the sasaeng is accidentally killed by their own syringe. A reverse tactic that the Banner family taught them in self defense.

Shock and Guilt: The reader is immediately overcome with shock, guilt, and disbelief. The reality of what has just happened hits them hard—they never intended to cause harm, let alone take a life. The situation spirals out of control, and the reader is left reeling, unsure of how to process the traumatic event.

Ashlynn:

Immediate Comfort: Ashlynn is the first to rush to the reader’s side, pulling them away from the scene and wrapping them in a protective embrace. She whispers soothing words, trying to calm the reader’s trembling form. Ashlynn knows that the reader acted in self-defense, but she’s heartbroken by the emotional toll it’s taking on them.

Emotional Anchor: Ashlynn stays close to the reader in the days following the incident, offering a constant source of comfort and reassurance. She helps them navigate their feelings of guilt and fear, reminding them that they did what they had to do to protect themselves.

Tyler:

Protective Rage: Tyler’s first reaction is a surge of anger—not at the reader, but at the situation. He’s furious that someone would put the reader in such a dangerous position and is quick to take on a more protective role, ensuring that something like this never happens again.

Silent Support: Though he’s seething inside, Tyler keeps his emotions in check around the reader, knowing they need his strength. He doesn’t push them to talk about what happened but stays close, ready to listen whenever they’re ready to open up.

Taylor:

Distracting Comfort: Taylor’s initial response is to distract the reader from the trauma. She knows they’re overwhelmed and tries to lighten the mood with gentle humor or engaging activities, anything to take their mind off the incident.

Gradual Processing: Over time, Taylor encourages the reader to talk about their feelings, helping them process the event in a way that feels less overwhelming. She’s there for every step of their emotional recovery, offering a balance of lightheartedness and serious support.

Aiden:

Empathetic Comfort: Ben is devastated by what the reader has gone through and is deeply empathetic to their pain. He’s constantly by their side, offering hugs, comforting words, and a shoulder to cry on. Ben’s heart aches for the reader, and he does everything he can to ease their emotional burden.

Reassurance: Ben repeatedly reassures the reader that they did nothing wrong, that they were forced into an impossible situation. He’s persistent in reminding them that they are still a good person, despite what happened.

Ben: 

Quiet Vigilance: Logan’s reaction is one of quiet vigilance. He becomes hyper-aware of the reader’s emotional state, watching for signs of distress and stepping in when they need support. Logan understands the reader’s guilt and tries to help them see that they’re not to blame.

Protective Presence: Logan becomes even more protective of the reader, ensuring that they’re never left alone and that no one else can get close enough to harm them. He’s the silent guardian, always there to catch them when they fall.

Logan:

Pragmatic Support: Aiden immediately goes into problem-solving mode. He takes charge of handling the legal and media fallout, ensuring that the reader is protected from any further harm. He’s methodical in his approach, keeping the reader’s best interests at the forefront.

Emotional Stability: Aiden provides a sense of calm and stability, helping the reader regain their footing after the traumatic event. He offers logical reassurance, explaining the situation in a way that helps the reader come to terms with what happened.

The group rallies around the reader, each offering their unique form of support as they navigate the aftermath of the attack. The reader’s journey to healing is difficult, filled with moments of guilt, fear, and sadness. But with the gang by their side, offering unwavering love and understanding, the reader slowly begins to recover. Over time, they come to terms with what happened, finding peace in the knowledge that they are surrounded by people who care for them deeply and would do anything to protect them.

Hola, I'm back for more food. Can I request a poly sbg (again.) with a fem reader who is like Wonyoung from Ive (and she's an undercover singer and they all find out because they searched up her group name because they heard people *cough cough *Barron* talking about her (yummy)

Poly School Bus Graveyard x Fem!Reader - Undercover Singer

Ashlynn, Taylor/Tyler, Ben, Aiden, Logan

Super super cutteeee idea, had to do a little research since I wasn't as cultured on her buuuut I hope it works! Enjoy!!

-Writer Icy<3

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The reader is graceful, poised, and has a captivating presence, much like Wonyoung from Ive. She balances her school life with the secret of being an undercover singer, managing to keep her two worlds separate—until one day, her secret starts to unravel.

Ashlynn:

Shock and Admiration: When Ashlynn finds out the truth about the reader being a famous singer, she’s shocked but quickly transitions to admiration. She’s impressed by how the reader has managed to keep this huge part of her life hidden and balanced everything so well.

Supportive Friend: Ashlynn immediately becomes the reader’s biggest fan, showering her with encouragement and praise. She’s the one who suggests throwing a little party to celebrate the reveal, excited to support the reader in her musical endeavors.

Tyler:

Protective Concern: Tyler’s first reaction is concern. He’s worried about the pressure and stress the reader must be under, juggling such a demanding career with school. He starts paying extra attention to how she’s holding up, making sure she’s taking care of herself.

Secret Support: Tyler quietly starts going out of his way to help the reader manage her time and responsibilities, taking on more of the group’s problems so she doesn’t have to. He’s always there to offer a steady, supportive presence.

Taylor:

Excited and Proud: Taylor is thrilled when she finds out the reader is an undercover singer. She’s practically bursting with pride, telling everyone in the group how amazing it is that they’ve been hanging out with a celebrity all this time.

Social Media Hype: Taylor might even start hyping the reader up on social media, albeit discreetly, sharing her music and performances without directly revealing their connection. She loves the idea of being close to someone so talented and famous.

Aiden:

Overjoyed Fanboy: Aiden is over the moon when he discovers the reader’s secret. He’s genuinely thrilled and immediately starts listening to all of her music, becoming her number-one fan overnight.

Endless Support: Aiden is constantly gushing about how amazing the reader is and how proud he is to know her. He’s always cheering her on, whether she’s performing on stage or just dealing with the everyday stresses of life.

Ben:

Quietly Proud: Ben is quietly proud when he finds out about the reader’s singing career. He’s not one to make a big fuss, but his admiration is clear in the way he treats her with even more respect and care.

Protective Awareness: Ben becomes more aware of the potential pressures the reader is under and takes steps to make sure she has space and time to relax when she’s with the group. He’s always looking out for her, making sure she’s not overwhelmed.

Logan:

Analytical Reaction: Logan is surprised but quickly analyzes the situation. He’s curious about how the reader managed to keep such a big secret and is impressed by her dedication and hard work.

Behind-the-Scenes Support: Logan might start offering to help with logistical things, like organizing her schedule or helping her manage the balance between her singing career and school life. He respects her abilities and wants to ensure she has everything she needs to succeed.

The group’s discovery of the reader’s secret life as a singer only deepens their bond. Each member of the gang finds a way to support and celebrate her in their unique way, ensuring that she knows they’re all there for her, both as friends and as her biggest fans.

Can I also request a poly sbg x reader who likes cooking for them? (Specifically Korean and Taiwanese food) and they also like calling her mom?

Poly School Bus Graveyard x Reader - Cooking and "Mom" Jokes

Ashlynn, Taylor/Tyler, Ben, Aiden, Logan

I really liked this because my stepmom is Korean and I learned how to make some of these dishes and I like all the requests for SBG gang!! Anywayyy, working through each request slowly, trust the process!

-Writer Icy<3

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The reader enjoys cooking for the gang, often preparing delicious Korean and Taiwanese dishes that fill the air with mouthwatering aromas. Whether it's spicy tteokbokki, savory bulgogi, or a comforting bowl of beef noodle soup, the reader takes pride in the meals they create, finding joy in the act of caring for their friends through food.

Ashlynn:

Affectionate Teasing: Ashlynn loves to tease the reader, often calling them "mom" in a playful tone as she digs into whatever delicious dish they’ve prepared. She’ll smile warmly, saying things like, “Thanks, mom! This is amazing!” She appreciates the reader’s cooking deeply and often tries to help out in the kitchen, even if she’s not the best cook.

Quality Time: She enjoys spending time with the reader while they cook, chatting about anything and everything. Ashlynn sees these moments as a way to grow closer, appreciating the reader’s care and effort in making sure everyone is well-fed.

Tyler:

Genuine Gratitude: Tyler is less playful and more genuine in his appreciation. Though he might occasionally join in on the “mom” jokes, he usually expresses his gratitude with a sincere, “This is really good. Thanks.” He loves the reader’s cooking and always makes sure to eat everything on his plate.

Protective Support: Tyler often lingers around the kitchen, keeping an eye out for anything the reader might need help with. He’s quick to step in if something needs lifting or moving, trying to ease the reader’s burden without making a big deal out of it.

Taylor:

Playful Banter: Taylor is the ringleader when it comes to calling the reader “mom.” She’ll dramatically thank them, saying, “What would we do without you, mom?” Taylor loves to playfully exaggerate her appreciation, but underneath the jokes, she’s deeply touched by the reader’s care.

Flirty Compliments: Taylor is also the one to sneak in a flirty comment or two, complimenting the reader on how good they look while cooking, just to see them blush. She enjoys the warmth and comfort the reader brings to the group and never misses a chance to let them know.

Aiden:

Eager Appreciation: Aiden absolutely loves the reader’s cooking and is the first to pile his plate high with whatever they’ve made. He joins in on the “mom” jokes with enthusiasm, often saying things like, “You’re the best mom ever!” His genuine love for the reader’s cooking is clear in the way he devours everything they make.

Emotional Connection: For Aiden, the reader’s cooking is a source of comfort and emotional connection. He feels deeply cared for through the food they make, and it’s one of the ways he feels closest to them. He often lingers after meals, helping to clean up and chatting with the reader about anything and everything.

Ben:

Subtle Compliments: Ben isn’t one for overt affection, but he appreciates the reader’s cooking in his own quiet way. He’ll occasionally join in on the “mom” jokes, but his appreciation usually comes in the form of subtle compliments, (written in his journal) like, “This is really well-made,” or “You’ve outdone yourself again.”

Helpful Presence: Ben often offers to help with the more technical aspects of cooking, like adjusting the heat or making sure everything is timed perfectly. He enjoys the routine and structure of cooking with the reader, finding it a calming and grounding experience.

Logan:

Quiet Gratitude: Logan appreciates the reader’s cooking but is more reserved about it. He might chuckle at the “mom” jokes but doesn’t join in as often. Instead, he shows his appreciation through small acts, like offering to do the dishes or clean up after the meal.

Deep Respect: Logan respects the reader’s skill in the kitchen and often quietly watches them cook, fascinated by their process. He’s more likely to express his appreciation in a calm, sincere way, saying something like, “Thank you. This is really good,” after finishing a meal.

In this dynamic, the reader's love of cooking becomes a central part of their relationship with the group. The gang’s jokingly calling them “mom” adds a layer of warmth and humor to the relationship, making the reader feel appreciated and loved in return. The shared meals become a bonding experience, strengthening their connection and adding to the unique dynamic they all share.

your yandere sbg au with a very abrasive and mean reader, so basically readers parents are abusive as fuck verbally, and physically, so reader has taken on some of their behaviors, whether it be cussing all the time, or beating up anyone that messes with them (or anyone else the reader is friends with, aka the rest of the gang). Sometimes reader says really mean things even if they don't mean it. Reader is also constantly seen and heard cussing at and arguing with their parents in public no matter the occasion. Reader acts like this because they don't know any other way to express how they feel, and reader doesn't know how to ask for help whether it be in general or with their home life.(my personal headcannon fortis kind of reader is that they specifically dislike Logan because he reminds them of they feel and act "home") Reader does genuinely care for the group and tries to show it through their actions, but they hate it when their actions are questioned,sometimes reader comes to school limping or clutching a part of their body(i.e, stomach/ abdomen, arm.) On these days reader is very quiet, these can be oneshots or hc's either r ok with me! Ty♡♡!

Yandere School Bus Graveyard Gang x Abrasive Reader

Ashlynn, Tyler, Taylor, Aiden, Ben, Logan

WARNINGS: Mentions of abuse, harsh/abrasive reader, rude ass parents

Im so sorry it's taken me forever, I've been having trouble with my job recently so I had to ignore writing for a while but I've gone through everyone's requests and I will try to get them all out this weekend, bare with me!! Hope you enjoy this!!

-Writer Icy<3

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Ashlynn:

Initial Response: Ashlynn is both concerned and frustrated by the reader's abrasive behavior. She knows that the reader is acting out because of their home life, but she finds it difficult to handle their harsh words and aggressive actions.

Protective Instinct: Despite the reader's tough exterior, Ashlynn feels a deep need to protect them, especially when they come to school with injuries. She’ll subtly try to take care of the reader, offering them small comforts like food, bandages, or a quiet place to rest.

Unyielding Loyalty: Ashlynn never takes the reader’s harsh words personally, always seeing through the anger to the pain underneath. She becomes fiercely loyal, often defending the reader to others, even if it means taking the brunt of their anger herself.

Reaction to Reader's Quiet Days: On days when the reader is unusually quiet and in pain, Ashlynn becomes even more attentive. She’ll gently push them to rest and tries to subtly get them to open up, though she never forces it. Her protectiveness intensifies, and she becomes more watchful of anyone who might push the reader too far.

Tyler:

Initial Response: Tyler is deeply concerned by the reader’s behavior, especially when it comes to their self-destructive tendencies. He’s quick to intervene when they get into fights, often pulling them away before they can hurt themselves or others.

Aggressive Support: He matches the reader’s aggression with his own, using it to defend them against anyone who dares to hurt them, even if it’s the reader themselves. He’ll take on the role of the enforcer, making sure no one messes with the reader or questions their actions.

Hidden Affection: Tyler struggles with expressing his feelings, often trying to show his care through actions rather than words. He’ll be the one to silently walk beside the reader when they’re in a bad mood, offering a quiet but steady presence.

Reaction to Reader's Quiet Days: When the reader is limping or holding a part of their body in pain, Tyler becomes even more protective. He’ll quietly take their bag, carry it for them, and position himself between them and anyone who might ask questions. He’ll stay close, offering a steady hand if they need it.

Taylor:

Initial Response: Taylor is both fascinated and worried by the reader’s behavior. She’s drawn to their strength and resilience but can’t help feeling concerned about the way they lash out at others and themselves.

Manipulative Care: Taylor uses her charm and wit to try and steer the reader away from self-destructive behaviors, often manipulating situations to keep them safe. She’ll subtly influence the reader’s choices, trying to guide them towards healthier ways of coping.

Calm in the Storm: Taylor never lets the reader’s harsh words get to her. She’ll laugh them off or deflect with humor, always keeping the mood light and preventing any real damage to their relationship.

Reaction to Reader's Quiet Days: On the days when the reader is clearly in pain, Taylor becomes more nurturing, offering gentle support without making a big deal out of it. She’ll distract the reader with light conversation, trying to take their mind off the pain, while also subtly keeping an eye on their well-being.

Aiden:

Initial Response: Aiden approaches the reader’s abrasive behavior with a calm, calculating demeanor. He understands where their anger comes from and sees through the rough exterior to the pain underneath.

Controlled Compassion: Aiden is careful not to push the reader too far, offering his support in subtle ways. He’ll never force them to talk, but he’ll always be there, offering a quiet presence and a listening ear when they’re ready.

Strategic Help: Aiden often plans out ways to help the reader without them realizing it, whether it’s slipping painkillers into their bag or arranging for someone else to take over a task that’s too much for them.

Reaction to Reader's Quiet Days: When the reader is quiet and in pain, Aiden becomes more attentive, quietly making sure they have everything they need. He’ll arrange for them to be left alone if that’s what they want or gently steer them towards a place where they can rest without being disturbed.

Ben:

Initial Response: Ben is deeply affected by the reader’s abrasive behavior, taking their harsh words and actions to heart. He worries about them constantly, though he tries to hide it behind a cheerful facade.

Overcompensating Care: Ben often tries too hard to make the reader happy, going out of his way to do things for them or make them laugh, even when they push him away. He’s always trying to show that he cares, even if it’s not always appreciated.

Emotional Vulnerability: Ben is the most emotionally affected by the reader’s behavior, often internalizing their anger and hurt as his own. He tries to be strong for them but sometimes finds it hard to keep up the act.

Reaction to Reader's Quiet Days: On days when the reader is quiet and clearly in pain, Ben becomes even more attentive, offering them his jacket or trying to lighten their mood with jokes. He’s always hovering, ready to help but afraid of being pushed away.

Logan:

Initial Response: Logan struggles the most with the reader’s abrasive behavior, finding it difficult to connect with them. He’s aware that they don’t like him, and it frustrates him because he genuinely wants to help.

Persistent Care: Despite the reader’s dislike of him, Logan doesn’t give up. He continues to offer his support, even if it’s rejected. He’s always there in the background, trying to be helpful in ways that won’t provoke their anger.

Quiet Understanding: Logan is the most patient, willing to wait for the reader to come to him when they’re ready. He never pushes, knowing that they need space to deal with their emotions.

Reaction to Reader's Quiet Days: When the reader is quiet and in pain, Logan becomes even more concerned, though he tries not to show it. He’ll offer small, practical help, like carrying their books or holding a door open, all without saying much. He hopes that by being there in these small ways, he can eventually earn their trust.

In each of these scenarios, the gang is united in their concern for the reader, though they each express it in different ways. Despite the reader's abrasive and mean behavior, the group is deeply loyal and protective, willing to endure the harsh words and anger because they care so much for them. Over time, their persistent support may help the reader find healthier ways to express their feelings and ask for the help they so desperately need.

Thank you for the Syrah request! It turned out very cute! She's my favorite character so it made me happy to see some writing about her. Your writing is very wholesome!

*sobbing* Thank you so much, I'm so so glad people enjoy my writing!! I am still in the process of getting through more requests while also doing college classes and work so it may take time but I appreciate everyone being so so patient :') ♡

-Writer Icy♡

OMG, thank you again! How can I ever repay you? 🤗🥰

Tehe don't even fret over it!! I love the requests and how patient everyone is being with how long im taking!! I enjoy writing very much and it's a huge passion so seeing so many people request bc they think my writing is good?? That is enough for me! As long as I can make people smile I'm happy!!!

-Writer Icy ♡

Hewwo! Good job on the last prompt, I liked it!

If it's okay, I would like to make another request, this time it's The Four of Them x Boxer reader. Scenario: the gang finds out that the reader is a boxer, but not just any kind of boxer; one of the youngest world champions in history—the reader became the WBC featherweight champion at only 15 years old.

The Four of Them x Boxer reader!

Johnny, Gaby, Martina, Mariel

Okay, aside from the CPC, this webtoon was one of the first ones I read and adored! So I really really enjoyed writing this! Four requests I'm working on now, I promise!! Not sure if you wanted romantic hc's or platonic so I made them platonic with a gender neutral reader!! Hope you like em!!!

-Writer Icy<3

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 Johnny:

Initial Shock: Johnny would be stunned and probably a bit intimidated. He might have seen the reader as a regular friend, and this revelation would completely change his perspective.

Curiosity: After the initial shock wears off, he’d likely become really curious about the reader’s training and experiences. He’d ask a ton of questions, like what it’s like to be in the ring, how it feels to win a title at such a young age, and how the reader manages school and boxing.

Respect: Johnny has a strong sense of justice and determination, so he’d develop a deep respect for the reader’s hard work and dedication. He’d admire the reader’s ability to excel in something so challenging.

Bragging Rights: Johnny might start bragging to the others about how his friend is a world champion, especially if he ever feels like the group is underestimated.

"No way! A world champion? That’s insane! You gotta show me some moves—I mean, I’m not as skilled as you b-but you can show me if you want!"

Johnny would be absolutely blown away. His initial reaction would be a mix of shock and excitement, with his usual bravado kicking in. He might start playfully challenging the reader to spar with him, though he knows he'd never stand a chance. Johnny would also probably brag to others about how he has a world champion as a friend, seeing it as something that elevates his own coolness.

Gaby:

Nonchalant Reaction: Gaby might act cool and nonchalant at first, pretending like it’s no big deal. He might tease the reader about being a “tough guy/gal/person” or make a few jokes, but underneath, he’d be impressed.

Genuine Interest: After the initial jokes, Gaby would show genuine interest in the reader’s boxing career. He might ask to spar with the reader just for fun, even if he knows he’ll get his butt kicked.

Respect for Independence: Gaby values independence, so he’d respect the reader’s ability to achieve so much at such a young age. He might even feel a bit of kinship with the reader, seeing them as someone who’s had to carve out their own path.

Subtle Pride: Gaby wouldn’t be as outwardly proud as Martina, but he’d drop hints about the reader’s accomplishments in conversations, subtly letting others know how cool his friend is.

"How did you manage to balance all the training with everything else? It must have been tough…still pretty badass though…"

Gaby would be super impressed, though a bit more reserved in his reaction compared to Johnny. He might ask some questions, genuinely curious about how the reader managed to achieve something so remarkable at such a young age. Gaby would respect the reader’s dedication and hard work, possibly even admiring them more than before, but he might also worry a little about their safety.

Martina:

Surprise: Martina would likely be surprised, as she might not have seen this coming. The idea of someone her age being a world champion would seem almost unreal to her.

Admiration: She’d loudly admire the reader’s skills and discipline. Martina would be extremely vocal and bragging alooott. she’d definitely be impressed and inspired by the reader’s accomplishments.

Interest in Strategy: Martina has a sharp mind and might become interested in the strategic aspects of boxing. She’d ask the reader about tactics and techniques, trying to understand how they outthink their opponents.

Supportive: Martina would offer big support, whether it’s helping the reader with schoolwork to keep up with their studies or being there to listen after a tough match.

"You’re seriously a world champion? That’s amazing! You’ve gotta teach me some of those moves—I wanna be able to knock someone out too!"

Martina would be both surprised and proud, seeing the reader’s achievement as something really cool and empowering. She might jokingly suggest that the reader teach her some self-defense techniques, but deep down, she would feel a sense of awe and admiration. Martina would likely start looking up more about boxing and the reader’s past matches to understand just how impressive their accomplishment is.

Mariel:

Excitement: Mariel would be incredibly excited and would probably start cheering and hyping up the reader immediately. She might even insist on watching some of the reader’s matches or training sessions.

Protectiveness: Despite the reader being a capable fighter, Mariel would likely feel a sense of protectiveness. She might worry about the reader’s safety and would be vocal about her concerns, even if she knows the reader can handle themselves.

Pride: Mariel would be super proud to be friends with someone so accomplished. She’d probably tell everyone she knows about it and might even try to find ways to help the reader promote their career.

Enthusiasm: Mariel might try to get involved by asking questions, watching other matches or the readers and even trying to learn a few moves herself, just to understand and show quieter support towards the reader.

"That’s… really impressive. I always knew you were strong, but this… it’s something else. You’ve worked so hard, and it shows."

Mariel would probably be the most subdued in her reaction but no less impressed. She might already have had an inkling that the reader was strong or skilled at something, but this revelation would still catch her off guard. Mariel would appreciate the reader’s strength and determination, maybe even seeing them as a role model of sorts. She’d quietly support them and might even attend one of their matches to cheer them on.

Each of them would react differently, but they’d all be incredibly proud and impressed by the reader's achievement.

I didn’t know you write for Cursed Princess Club now, that’s exciting! Would you write for Syrah? If so, would you be able to write Syrah trying to find ways to use her curse to help or have fun? Since the ending of the series and seeing how she used her nose as a weapon, maybe she could use it for helping outside of fighting. I hope this is alright to request. Thank you for taking time to hear my request out 🙂

What If...

Syrah (CPC) Idea/short story

Yesss! I love Syrah, she cracked me up through the story, she was one of my favorites. I'm sorry if this is too short and that it took so so long to post! I've got 5 other requests on the way as well!! Again, im sorry if it's too short but I feel like these ideas would be super cute :(

-Writer Icy<3

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Syrah stood in front of her mirror, staring at her long nose. It had always been a source of insecurity, but recently, after realizing she could use it as a weapon, she started to wonder what else it might be good for. She had been telling the “Im fine” Fib but her nose was betraying her so she decided to think of a way to put it into good fun.

"Okay, Syrah," she said to herself, determination shining in her eyes. "Time to turn this curse into something fun and helpful!"

The Ring Toss Idea

She wandered outside to the palace garden, where Gwen was playing with a small group of children, looking for something to do. Inspiration struck her. Syrah quickly grabbed a few rings from a nearby game set and walked over to the kids. With her nose already long enough, this should be a piece of cake! "Hey, how about we play a new game?" she suggested, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

The kids looked at her, intrigued. "What game?" one of them asked.

"Ring toss!" Syrah grinned. "But with a twist."

She bent her nose slightly upward and held the rings up to each. The children gasped in awe as they realized what she was planning. Syrah stood still, her nose acting as the perfect post, and the children took turns tossing rings onto it. Laughter filled the garden as the rings landed one after another, some falling off, others staying on. "This is so much fun!" a little girl exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with joy. Syrah beamed, feeling a sense of pride and happiness she hadn't experienced in a long time. "See? My nose isn't just for show!"

The Crochet Experiment

Later that day, Syrah found herself in her room, thinking about what else she could do with her curse. As she sat down on her bed, her eyes looked around her as if responding to some subconscious thought as they landed on a ball of yarn. "Wait a minute..." she muttered, an idea forming in her mind. She grabbed some yarn and a crochet hook from her crafting supplies and began experimenting. 

Since her nose was already extended, she carefully used it to loop the yarn, creating a surprisingly neat chain of stitches. "Hmm, I think I’m onto something here!" Syrah said, smiling to herself. She spent the next few hours practicing, and by the end of the day, she had managed to crochet a small, albeit slightly wonky, scarf. It was far from perfect, but Syrah was thrilled with her progress. "I can't believe it! Who knew my nose could be so useful for crafting?" 

Over the next few days, Syrah continued to find creative uses for her curse. Whether it was helping her friends of the club with chores, making new friends with fun games, or crafting unique items for her loved ones, she was determined to prove that her curse could be a blessing in disguise. With every new discovery, Syrah grew more confident, learning to embrace her curse not as a flaw, but as a unique and valuable part of who she was.

I'm working on the requests I promise!!! They'll be out hopefully soon-

I've been fueling myself on re-listening to the Hamilton soundtrack....

Like...I might make a song fic but with Leo or Donnie (Rise) bc I love putting/seeing them in other universe or AUs and I feel it'd be so cute-

Some songs like....depending on Angst, Smut or Fluff

Like, Burn, Say No to This, Wait for It, and Satisfied...

Anyway, we'll see, it honestly depends!

More in the works for requests, I promise they are coming!! Much love!

-Writer Icy♡

OMG, okay, I would love to make a request. May I please request Cursed Princess Club? Gwen, Renée, and Monika with an s/o who is a chain smoker?

Their s/o smokes a LOT and is struggling to quit. My grandpa used to have a terrible smoking addiction, but he quit when I was born.

Cursed Princess Club and a chain smoker S/o

Gwen, Renée, Monika x GN! Reader, all separate

EEE Okay this was a cute ask<33 I love the CPC and it was a huge comfort for this bc of how many chain smokers I have in my family, the struggles are hard not only for the smoker but the people around them. I hope this is good! Enjoy :D

-Writer Icy<3

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Gwen

Gwen's Concerned Encouragement: Gwen gently suggests alternative activities to distract the reader from smoking, like baking together or trying new hobbies, and shares healthy snacks to help curb the cravings.

Adventure Distractions: Gwen invites the reader on a trip to the cursed princess club spot as a distraction in hopes the others can give you some different ideas.

Accidental Magic Solution: Gwen's friends try to help with an object spell and it accidentally causes the reader's cigarettes to turn into harmless objects, like flowers or bubbles, whenever they try to smoke. They both laugh about it, and Gwen apologizes, offering to help in other ways.

Renée

Health Talk with Renée: Renée, concerned for the reader's health, has a serious but supportive “conversation” through writing about the dangers of smoking and the benefits of quitting.

Nature Therapy: Renée encourages the reader to channel their cravings and anxiety into a nature-based expression, like taking walks and feeding the swans with her, as a way to manage stress without smoking.

Magic Potion Attempt: Renée tries to create a potion to help the reader quit smoking, but it has unpredictable effects, leading to humorous or touching moments as they figure out the right formula. Its enjoyable and appreciated as she tries her hardest to help you.

Monika

Fashion and Distraction: Monika distracts the reader from smoking by engaging them in fashion design projects, making over old clothes, or trying out new looks, emphasizing the fresh start that quitting can symbolize. Lots of accessories she finds she will distract you by telling you about each one.

Stealthy Sabotage: Monika sneakily replaces the reader's cigarettes with herbal alternatives, trying to wean them off nicotine without them noticing, leading to a funny confrontation when the reader finds out. It was like smoking a flower, smelled nice, tasted funny so you knew something was up.

Supportive Sisterhood: Monika organizes a support group with other members of the Cursed Princess Club, where they share their struggles and offer advice and encouragement to the reader in their journey to quit smoking. That part helps the most. Everyone has their own coping methods for their struggles so you take the advice and Monika helps you slowly to pull away from it

U did sooo good with your yandere sbg, im in luv with u now♡♡♡☆

Feel free to ignore this, but same yandere au for sbg that u wrote, but reader ends up dying in the phantom world, their death ends up to be painful, slow, and they black out thinking no one is coming to save them. I rlly like angst. can u tell? (I need a happy ending tho😣🥹🥺)

If the Yandere! SBG gang lost you in the Phantom world

Ashlynn, Tyler, Taylor, Ben, Aiden, Logan

WARNING: Yandere themes, violent, gore, descriptive

Awww <3 Im so happy you liked them, and I'd be so happy to write this for you! I wasn't sure if you wanted hcs or full stories so its kinda..both?? Either way! Can be seen as romantic or platonic with a gender neutral reader!!!!

-Writer Icy<3

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In the eerie, twisted landscape of the Phantom World, your cornered by the terrifying creature, its shadowy form obscured in the dim, otherworldly light under the blood red sky. The attack came brutally, the phantom striking with relentless fury, leaving deep wounds that bled profusely as it slashed its long hands across your abdomen and stomach. As you lay on the cold ground, pain wracked your body, and each breath became a struggle. Time seemed to stretch, and your vision blurred with tears as you slowly slipped in and out of consciousness. Despite the overwhelming agony, you clung to the hope that your friends would find you in time before death’s icy grip took you away. But as minutes turned to hours, and the chill of the Phantom World seeped into your skin and bones, despair settled in. Your final thoughts are filled with the aching belief that no one was coming to save you. The darkness closed in, and you blacked out, feeling utterly alone. Were you ever truly relevant to them though?

Ashlynn:

Devastated and furious with herself for not being there to protect you. You were pale, cold. How did this happen?? You guys were running from the swarm of Phantoms and you got separated…shit, she should’ve helped you. You were chased, killed and now your lifeless body lay in her arms. 

Ashlynn's heart shattered when she saw your pale form on the hospital bed, the beeping machines the only sign of life. She refused to leave your side, berating herself for failing to protect you. Each hour felt like an eternity as she traced your hand, her voice a soft murmur of apologies.

Once back in the real world she stays by your side constantly, tracing your hand softly, careful to not touch the IVs in your hands and arms… She blamed herself for you dying. She should’ve followed you, protected you, you wouldn’t be here if she had followed. She spent most of her time here after school until going home to deal with making plans and the 7 hour nightmare they were still stuck in.

Once Ashlynn gets the call that your awake though? She’s there in a heartbeat. She becomes fiercely protective, constantly checking on you and ensuring you are never alone, guilt and relief warring within her. She cant stand the thought of it, the image of your mangled body along the ground sticks in her mind. When you finally opened your eyes, Ashlynn froze in shock as waves of emotions coursed through her. It overwhelmed her to the point of not knowing what to do or say in that moment. After calming down and waiting until everyone else stepped out, she got closer, vowing to never let anything harm you again. The ordeal only deepened her obsession, and she became a constant, protective presence in your life.

Tyler:

His face paled as you lay lifeless on the ground, he was in disbelief that you were gone until he held your limp, bloody body in his arms, your blood staining his hands. Overwhelmed with guilt and anger, blames himself for not being there for you. He watched you as you were targeted and yet he kept running with the other group. He needed to turn around, why didn't he turn around!? 

He couldn’t shake the guilt of not being able to save you, and it gnawed at him as he paced the hospital halls, demanding answers and updates from your nurses and doctors that checked on you. He was distressed, taking out all of his emotions on his friends in short bursts of anger. They understood though, they knew how he cared.

 No amount of comfort or kind words could make him relax until he got the call from one of your doctors. When you regained consciousness, Tyler felt a surge of relief, but it was tinged with a new intensity. He vowed never to leave your side again, becoming a constant, watchful presence, struggling to keep his protective instincts from suffocating you.

 He sits at the side of your bed for a while, scared that you were gonna blame him as he blamed himself. After you slightly recover, Tyler becomes more possessive, struggling to balance his feelings of guilt and the need to keep the reader safe

Taylor:

She screamed when she saw you, not in fear but in agony of seeing you basically ripped to shreds by one of those things. Why did it happen?? You were grouped together and trying to clear a house near the base. You guys wanted to see if there were any other materials you needed…You were left outside to watch. No one heard you get grabbed, no one saw where it took you until you were gone. You were tore open like a deer from a bear, the gashes and deep and revealing wounds covering your body almost made her sick. 

She struggles with the horror of what happened to you and blames herself for letting you out of her sight. Taylor felt a deep, gnawing fear as she watched the reader lying unconscious in the hospital bed. She blamed herself for not keeping the group together and safe. 

While she comforted the others with reassuring words, she privately crumbled, the weight of her failure heavy on her shoulders. Taylor felt a deep, gnawing fear as she watched you lying unconscious in the hospital bed. She blamed herself for not keeping you safe and with the rest of the group. 

While she comforted the others with reassuring words, she privately crumbled, the weight of her failure heavy on her shoulders. When you finally woke up, she bawled uncontrollably at your side, apologizing profusely. Taylor's heart swelled with relief though, knowing you were alive and semi-okay. Determined to keep you safe, she became more attentive and persuasive, her charm a constant comfort as she worked to ensure you never felt alone or afraid again.

Aiden:

Aiden's calm demeanor cracked just slightly as he stared at you lying on the group. Bloody, beaten, dead. The usual calm smile he has plastered on his face falls into a crazed one as his eyes glaze over. He hides his anger and sadness well. He felt a cold numbness settle over him, a detached shock as he lifted you in his arms. He didn't hear you scream, you were alone, you needed him…You were going to hate him.

In the hospital bed, your life hanging by a thread, he quietly takes charge and organizes care towards you, ensuring you were given the best treatment. Even in his grief, he was practical and efficient, managing details and coordinating with doctors. He couldn’t let you die, he failed you once and he wasn’t gonna do it a second time.

When you finally woke up, Aiden felt an intense relief, the dead, psychopathic smile finally disappearing as he stared in shock before smiling for real. Seeing you alive, well and okay(ish) brought him peace but that peace came with a deeper, darker determination. He became even more involved in your life, guiding your every decision with a careful, controlling hand, ensuring you would never be left alone and vulnerable again.

Ben:

The anger inside him swirled with so much emotion he almost snapped. Aiden couldn’t get him to calm down enough or move away. Aiden just kept everyone away from him as Ben held your cold, limp body to his chest. Your heart wasn’t beating…How could you have left his sight..?

You thought you had seen something and decided to run and check it out. The Phantoms were distracted, none were near so you deemed it safe. You had found a small pocket knife but it was broken…then you were jumped and now you were broken too.

Ben felt a profound sadness settle over him as he saw you lying unconscious in the hospital. He struggled to process the sight, his usual calm demeanor shaken. While he tried to be a pillar of strength for the group, internally, he feared the worst. He got slightly defensive and even shoved Aiden away when being comforted.

 When you finally awoke, Ben felt an immense relief wash over him as he gave a slight nod and anxious wave and sat next to your bed. Determined to prevent such a close call from happening again, he became more protective and attentive, always looking out for your needs and ensuring you felt safe and cherished in his presence.

Logan:

He broke down, falling to his knees in body-wracking sobs, overwhelmed by the horror and pain in his heart from seeing you dead. You were lagging behind the group and got grabbed and he couldnt catch you in time. By the time he and the group made it to you, you were pale, bloody and tore open severely with no heartbeat.

 Logan couldn’t hold back the tears as he sat beside your hospital bed, his heart breaking at the sight of your frail, unconscious form. The thought of losing you was unbearable, and he was wracked with guilt and sorrow, whispering apologies consistently, hoping you could hear him. 

When you finally opened your eyes, Logan was overwhelmed with relief as he apologized and cried beside you. However, the experience left him emotionally fragile; he became increasingly dependent on you, needing constant reassurance of your well-being and that you didn't hate him.

 Terrified of ever facing such a close call again, he never let you go off on your own and kept a closer eye on you, always telling you he needed to protect you so you wouldn’t get hurt.

Hi! OMG. You've read SBG and The Four of Them? That's amazing! What other Webtoons have you read? Have you read, Night Owls & Summer Skies or Cursed Princess Club?

Oohh!! I actually have read the CPC, it was the first webtoon I had read (multiple times) it's one of my favorites!!

I plan on reading Night Owls and Summer Skies!! I saw it and figured I would like it!!

So far I've read Castle Swimmer, The Four Of Them, Cursed Princess Club, SBG, Rooftops and Roomates and Down to Earth!!

I haven't gotten alot of time to finish a few of them but I may decide to start writing for all! We will see, I love that ask though :D

-Writer Icy<3

yandere headcannons for sbg gang? Maybe a few for their parents(platonically for the parents tho since reader would also be like 14 or smt), reader also went Savanah with the sbg gang and is experiencing the same as the rest of the gang, (if you don't mind, could you also put how the yanderes feel about your parents, you can choose what the readers parents r like, I would prefer it if readers parents lean on the dysfunctional/abusive/neglectful side, but at the end of the day I'm fine with anything! ty!^^)

Yandere HC's School Bus Graveyard

Ashlynn, Taylor/Tyler, Ben, Aiden, Logan + parents(ish)

WARNING: Yandere Themes, violence, manipulation, harsh and controlling themes, the all around yandere per say just not intensely descriptive

I love this request, I did bullet points and everyone has separate hcs except towards the end where its an all together type thing but regardless you can read this as platonically or romantically, however you'd like! (Parent HCs are platonically, almost like over protective parents) The reader is Gender Neutral!! Hope you like it!

-Writer Icy<3

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Ashlynn:

- Protective: Will go to any lengths to keep the reader safe, especially from their own parents which can sometimes get violent but refuses to let you know about it. With her stealth, she’s able to get rid of any competition outside of the group. That crush you had last week that broke your heart? Oh, they’re missing? What a shame…

 Possessive: Sees the reader as her special friend/partner and doesn't like sharing their attention with others so whenever in the halls, tends to have scary dog privileges and stands close to the reader, scaring any other friends outside the gang away.

- Controlling: Likes to dictate who the reader can talk to and what they can do, under the guise of "protecting them." She can tend to become stalker-ish and since she had good hearing, if she were over at your house she’d overhear the shitty things your parents were saying so she could eventually bring them up to you in conversation and make you turn to her for a source of comfort.

- Manipulative: Uses the reader's need for safety and stability to bind them closer, often playing the role of the "savior." Since the 7 hour nightmare is a shared experience, she likes it better when you stay at her house so she can be there through it all and also to comfort you whenever you both wake up from it. Often offers for you to stay with her and not return home so she can watch over you at night, mostly just watch you.

Tyler:

- Obsessive: Constantly thinks about the reader and wants to be with them all the time. Keeps his eyes on you, don't wander to far from him when you guys are outside of the protective walls, he’ll go berserk. Also uses scary dog privileges and stays very close behind you, similar to Taylor but more so with you and doesn’t let you out of his sight. Ever.

- Jealous: Gets extremely jealous if the reader shows attention to others, even their own friends but learns to deal with it, knowing the group cares just as much as he does but never more than him.

- Idealizing: Puts the reader on a pedestal, believing they can do no wrong. He’s very attentive to their needs and desires. He praises them but in an aggressive, love-bombing type way. “Maybe I'm not smart enough…” He’d scoff and cross his arms ``Oh shut up, you know your grades are better than ours. Stop whining.” But he means well.

- Aggressive: Will lash out at anyone who he perceives as a threat to the reader’s well-being or happiness, including the reader's parents. That mean group of popular kids who laughed when you dropped your books? Yeah now they steer clear of you after Tyler caught them after school and lashed out severely, scaring them shitless.

Taylor:

- Charismatic: Uses charm to gain the reader's trust and affection. She always offers kind words and a big smile so its hard not to believe every word she says, shes so soft and gentle with it all. Is the main source of comfort, especially with the way every night for 7 hours has been going so she puts an arm around you and lets you rest while she watches. Watches the surroundings but also the way your breathing slows down while your near her..

- Stalkerish: Keeps tabs on the reader's whereabouts and activities, often without their knowledge. Literally had taken her and Tyler’s saved allowance to buy a cheap computer and now both take turns on days off from school. Are you at home? Oh your at the store with your shitty mom?? Time to go.

- Deceptive: May present a friendly and supportive facade while subtly isolating the reader from others. Often takes up on getting interested into your hobbies and things you enjoy just to pull you away from the others to talk to you about them and then keep you away for long periods of time.

- Overprotective: Will intervene in the reader's life, especially when it comes to their parents, believing that only she knows what's best for them. Calls on Tyler for brute force if ever needed while she holds you and tells you your safer with them. With her.

Aiden:

- Calm and Calculating: Observes the reader's life and plans ways to integrate himself more deeply into it. Very sneaky  about it but if you were to notice, it’d probably just look like his usual creepy behavior and would brush it off with his signature smile if you brought it up.

- Emotionally Manipulative: Uses the reader's vulnerabilities, like their troubled family situation, to create dependency on him. The phantom realm puts alot of stress on your shoulders but its okay! Aiden is right there to help you. Call him crying about it or show up on his doorstep and he’ll draw you in with love-bombing and telling you that he is all you need.

- Possessive: Feels a need to be the most important person in the reader's life and will remove any obstacles to that. He is one of the more skilled yanderes aside from Ashlynn and probably Ben. He’s got the good “I can play Psycho Killer’ tendencies and works well when he’s got the energy to take out any person he deems a threat to the reader. He singles out everyone else and inserts himself into situations or conversations often so you think about him more.

- Devoted: Will go to extreme lengths to "rescue" the reader from their abusive or neglectful parents, offering a new family with the gang. Can and will buy you things that you want or need so you rely on him and slowly come to him more. Constantly sticking close and trying to protect you from any Phantoms wandering near you. You get a scratch though? Yeah they won’t be around once he finds them.

Ben:

- Fixated Has an intense focus on the reader, wanting to know everything about them. Has a separate notebook full of pages about things he knows about you and everything you’ve told him. Its literally an unhealthy obsession at its finest.

- Unpredictable: His mood can swing between loving and harsh, depending on how close the reader is to him. Since he’s usually quiet, he likes to stay closer to you, especially in the phantom realm. If anything, humans and phantoms alike, were to become a threat to you? Its like his past hits like whiplash and he’s killing whatever threatens you in the first place. Now, with people he's more discrete but he tends to seek comfort after he manages to kill a Phantom and you happen to see it.

- Guilt-Inducing: Often makes the reader feel guilty for trusting their parents.’’ Why believe all the lies they tell. Is what I’m doing for you not good enough?? I thought you trusted me..’ would be the message you receive after venting about your parents but claiming they still loved you and you loved them. 

- Self-Sacrificing: Will do anything, even put himself in harm's way, to protect the reader from their parents and others. Countless times has he gotten caught in the cross-fire of trying to keep Phantoms from grabbing you. Gets fired up easily over anything getting too close to you but tries to keep his cool. He doesn’t want to scare you..

Logan:

- Gentle but Firm: Appears kind and understanding but can be strict about keeping the reader close. He keeps a soft tone but makes sure to be strict when the reader starts to sway back to their parents. “No it’s not safer there, I promise we can keep you safer..”

- Loyal: Deeply loyal to the reader and expects the same in return. Can become upset if the reader tries to distance themselves. Proves to be loyal by helping you with anything whether it be schoolwork, chores or even tasks before going into the Phantom realm.

- Protective: Has a strong desire to shield the reader from their dysfunctional family, often offering a "better home" with him and the gang. Constantly tries to persuade you by talking about how peaceful the garden is and all the plants and everything he helps take care of that you could see.

- Secretive: May hide his more intense feelings and actions, presenting himself as the "voice of reason" among the group but alerts the brutes if he notices things are off with you. He sees someone bothering you in the hall? Reports to Ash and that person is gone. Someone tripped you and laughed? He barely nudged Ben before it was taken care of. He’s like the messenger and is like your guardian to keep you safe, so safe from everything.

~The Group's Parents as Yanderes (Platonically)

Ashlynn's Parents:

- Overbearing: Makes jokes about wanting to "adopt" the reader into their family, offering them a better life than their own parents provide and stating it was a worriful joke.

- Invasive: Often pry into the reader's personal life and family situation, justifying it as concern so your not suspicious about the questions.

- Possessive: Believes the reader would be better off with them and might try to convince them to stay over more frequently, roping Ashlynn into trying to convince you to stay so your safe.

The Twin’s Mom

- Supportive: Offer emotional and sometimes financial support, wanting to become the reader's new support system.

- Manipulative: Subtly encourages the reader to distance themselves from their own parents, painting them as unworthy.

- Controlling: May attempt to take over the role of the reader's guardian, believing they know what's best for the reader so small acts of service like packing lunch or getting small articles of clothing since yours has blood stains or tears in them.

- Charismatic: Are friendly and welcoming, making the reader feel at home with them, constantly wanting you to feel comfortable and at home.

- Judgmental: Often criticize the reader's parents, emphasizing their own family's superiority just to change your mindset and how you see them.

- Encouraging: Pushes the reader to confide in them about their family issues, offering to "step in" whenever necessary.

Aiden's Parents/ Ben’s guardians

- Calm and Nurturing: Provide a stable and peaceful environment, contrasting with the reader's chaotic home life, explaining whats theirs is yours.

- Possessive: Feel a need to "rescue" the reader and integrate them into their family permanently.

- Protective: Actively works to shield the reader from their own parents' influence, sometimes through legal means.

- Loving: Shows an overwhelming amount of affection towards the reader, wanting to make up for the love they lack at home wether its through acts of service or gift giving.

- Overly Involved: Want to be involved in every aspect of the reader's life, including their relationship with their parents.

- Persistent: Keep offering the reader a place in their family, even if the reader hesitates and tries to rope Ben and Aiden to help do the same, pressuring you in a loving way.

Logan's Grandparents:

- Gentle and Understanding: Present themselves as a safe haven for the reader, understanding their struggles, offering gentle nature and helping hands to the reader's chaos.

- Supportive: Offer help and guidance, often encouraging the reader to stay with them so they can help and be there for them more.

- Protective: Will go to great lengths to keep the reader safe, including intervening in their family situation and acting as messengers to the group, including their guardians as well.

~Yandere Group's Feelings Toward Reader's Dysfunctional Parents and How They'd Help

~ General Feelings: The gang collectively despises the reader's parents for being neglectful, abusive, or dysfunctional. They see the reader's parents as unworthy and harmful, and they feel a strong desire to protect the reader from them.

~Helping the Reader:

  - Ashlynn: Would try to physically remove the reader from their home, offering her own house as a sanctuary.

  - Tyler: Would aggressively speak harshly about the readers parents, Taylor helping alongside him to alter your way of thinking so highly of them.

  - Taylor: Would manipulate situations to make the reader's parents look worse, encouraging the reader to rely more on her.

  - Aiden: Would provide a calm, safe space and work on legal ways to help the reader distance themselves from their parents.

  - Ben: Would emotionally support the reader, offering a listening ear and trying to become their main source of comfort.

  - Logan: Would offer practical solutions, like helping the reader find a new place to live or getting them into counseling, all while subtly keeping them close.

Each member of the gang would take a different approach to help the reader, but all would be united in their determination to remove the reader from their harmful home environment and keep them close within the gang's protective circle as their parents/guardians act as the protective outer circle.

Reckless

Tyler Hernandez x Gn! Reader

School Bus Graveyard

Kinda angst but not really?

I love the webtoon, I love all the characters and my gay ass loves Ash but also Aiden...but the twins have special spots in my heart, mostly Tyler. ANyWay- Requests are open! Enjoy

-Writer Icy<3

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The thick fog of the Phantom Dimension seemed to swallow everything around Tyler and Y/n. They had been running for what felt like hours, their breath coming in ragged gasps. Behind them, the faint, eerie glow of the Phantom they'd been fleeing from had finally disappeared into the mist. But in their panic, they had lost track of the group and found themselves alone in the woods a little farther from the bus yard.

Tyler skidded to a stop, panting heavily. "Great. Just great!" he exclaimed, throwing his hands up in frustration. "Now we're lost in this nightmare, and we don't even know where the others are!"

Y/n caught up to him, trying to catch their breath. "We had to run, Tyler! That Phantom was getting too close. What did you want to do, just stand there?"

Tyler spun around, his temper flaring. "I don't know! Maybe not panic and run off without thinking? Now we're separated, and who knows where the hell we are!"

Y/n glared at him, their own frustration bubbling up. "We wouldn't be in this mess if you hadn't insisted on checking the houses in the neighborhood! You always have to be the brave one, don't you? Trying to out-do Ashlynn right?!”

Tyler clenched his fists, his anger rising. "I was just trying to make things easier and find materials! Is that such a crime? It's better than sitting around doing nothing!"

Y/n crossed their arms, their eyes blazing. "Easier? You call getting chased by a Phantom easier? You're always so reckless, Tyler! You never think things through, and now we're paying the price."

Tyler's face reddened with anger and a touch of embarrassment. "Well, excuse me for trying to impress you! Maybe I wanted to show you that I'm not just some hot-headed idiot who can't keep his cool! Maybe I wanted you to see I could be just as much of a leader as Ash!"

Y/n's eyes widened in shock, and they opened their mouth to retort, but Tyler cut them off, his voice louder and more desperate. "Yeah, that's right! I like you, okay? I thought if I could show you I was brave and adventurous, you'd see me differently!"

For a moment, there was silence between them, broken only by their heavy breathing. Y/n's expression softened, and shook their head, letting out a small, incredulous laugh. "Tyler, you're such an idiot. How could you not see that I've liked you for a long time? Why do you think I put up with your crazy ideas and temper?"

Tyler blinked, stunned by their words. "You- You do?"

Y/n sighed, a mix of exasperation and affection in their eyes. "Yes, Tyler. Even when you're being a hot-headed fool, I still care about you."

Before Tyler could respond, the rest of the group found them and they all quickly made it back to the bus graveyard. Everyone was shaken up, tired and Aiden ended up with a small scratch which Tyler commented on per usual and had a small little quarrel. They all relaxed, discussing what all had happened before each slowly started falling asleep. The thick fog around them began to dissipate, and the eerie landscape of the Phantom Dimension started to fade away. The familiar surroundings of their homes came into vision as each of their alarm clocks were mere seconds from going off.

Tyler laid there in bed, trying to process everything that had happened. “Shit…” He rubbed his eyes tiredly and tried to relax before he had to get him and Taylor to school. 

~Time Skip~

He and Taylor walked into Mr. Thomas’ class, everyone in the group following sleepily. They made it through the class slowly until the bell rung, waking Ashlynn and Taylor up from much needed rest. As they started their trudge to lunch, Y/n pulled Tyler to the side and asked to talk. The hallway was almost empty as they stood. He turned to Y/n, who looked just as bewildered but also slightly amused.

"Y/n," he began, his voice softer but still holding slight tension, "what you said last night... did you really mean it?"

Y/n looked at him, a small smile tugging at their lips. They stepped closer and, without a word, leaned in and kissed him. It was a quick, sweet kiss, but it sent a jolt of warmth through Tyler's entire body.

When they pulled away, Y/n smiled and said, "Does that answer your question?"

Tyler grinned, his heart racing for an entirely different reason now. "Yeah, it does."

As the lunchroom buzzed with the sound of students heading to their tables of friends, Y/n gave Tyler's hand a gentle squeeze before letting go. "Ill race you to the table for your fries," they said with a playful smile. “Alright, Bet on it.” he grinned.

As Y/n sped over to the table, Tyler close behind, he couldn’t help but smile, his lips still tingled from theirs. Okay so maybe he needed to be careful…Teams are important and now so were they.

I did a thing...after reading School Bus Graveyard....

So whenever I hyperfixate on things, I get bursts of inspiration and draw stuff related to said things...so um yay I'm learning to draw digitally

Larry, Talk...

Reader comforts character

Larry Johnnson

Larry x Male! Reader

I got bored and needed to post something...

Sally Face was my main game for a long time and I love Larry. Its also because they are coming out with a second game and Im screaming over it-

I'll be coming out with a School Bus Graveyard fic of Tyler in a little while<3

-Writer Icy♡

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Larry sat cross-legged on the worn-out cushions in his treehouse, flipping through a sketchbook filled with doodles and drawings. The treehouse, a place of solace and creativity, was his sanctuary, adorned with posters of bands, comic books, and his own artwork. It was late afternoon, and the golden rays of the setting sun filtered through the leaves, casting a warm glow on everything.

Y/n, Larry's boyfriend, sat across from him on the floor, strumming softly on an acoustic guitar. The melodies he played were gentle and soothing, a perfect backdrop for their quiet time together. They often retreated here to escape the chaos of the outside world, to be in a space where they could just be themselves.

Larry looked up from his sketchbook, watching Y/n's fingers dance over the guitar strings. "You know, you're getting really good," Larry remarked with a smile. "I love listening to you play."

Y/n chuckled, a faint blush coloring his cheeks. "Thanks. I guess I've been practicing a lot. It's nice, you know? To have something to put my energy into."

They continued in comfortable silence for a while, Y/n playing and Larry sketching. The air was filled with the scent of pine and the distant sounds of summer, a cicada's song mingling with the rustle of leaves. It felt like time had slowed down, allowing them to savor the moment.

Larry set his sketchbook aside, leaning back on the wall's cushions and sighing deeply. Y/n noticed the shift in his demeanor and set the guitar down, his eyes filled with concern. "What's on your mind, Larry?"

Larry hesitated, his gaze drifting to the floor. He'd always found it hard to talk about his feelings, especially about the things that hurt the most. But there was something about Y/n's presence, his quiet understanding, that made Larry feel safe.

"It's... it's about my dad," Larry began, his voice barely above a whisper. He took a deep breath, as if summoning the courage to continue. "He disappeared when I was a kid. Just... vanished. No one knows where he went or why. It's like he just walked out of our lives and never looked back."

Y/n listened intently, his expression softening with empathy. He reached out, taking Larry's hand in his, offering silent support.

Larry continued, his voice shaky. "He was my hero, you know? We used to build things together, like this treehouse. He always said it was our special place. But then, one day, he was gone. Mom fell apart, and I... I felt like I lost a part of myself."

He paused, swallowing hard. "I've always wondered if it was something I did, something that drove him away. I've never talked about it with anyone, not really. It just hurts too much."

Y/n squeezed Larry's hand gently. "Larry, it wasn't your fault. Whatever happened, it had nothing to do with you. Sometimes people make choices we can't understand, and they leave us with questions that may never be answered. But that doesn't mean you're to blame."

Larry looked up, meeting Y/n's eyes. There was a depth of sincerity in Y/n's gaze that made his chest ache with emotion. He felt a tear slip down his cheek, and Y/n reached out to wipe it away, his touch tender and comforting.

"You're not alone in this," Y/n said softly. "I'm here for you, always. And if you ever want to talk about it, or if you just need a shoulder to lean on, I'm right here."

Larry felt a warmth spread through him, a feeling of acceptance and love that he hadn't known he needed. He nodded, a small, grateful smile forming on his lips. "Thank you, Y/n. It means a lot to me."

They sat there, hand in hand, surrounded by the quiet of the treehouse and the fading light of the day. In that moment, Larry felt a sense of peace, a glimmer of hope that maybe, just maybe, things would be okay. With Y/n by his side, he knew he could face whatever came his way.

Ask~~~ Hiiii i have a writing request if you don't mind! Could you write something about the banner family? Specifically the parents? I love them so much and there is a genuine lacking of content for them! Thank you! :)

Eeee yes I love this family, they definitely need more content on it all and I'm so excited to write about this!

-Writer Icy♡

General HC's for The Banner Family♡

Mike, Emma, Ashlynn

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Both former military people, I feel like the nickname Mike gives Ashlynn "Soldier" is just something that happened naturally which honestly is super cute and makes the family feel healthy and domestic ❤️

Emma, being the sweet anti-social woman she is, is very understanding of her daughters emotions towards not wanting to have friends, I feel like she might've had trouble with that when she was younger or even in bootcamp.

I hc that Emma and Mike met in the military, finding such a beautiful peace among so much chaos. Their love holds alot of respect and understanding because they are quite different from each other.

Emma is more quiet and collected, Mike is more of the sporty, outgoing type of guy and I feel they clicked kinda fast. Mike has a ton of energy, he drinks coffee with like...two shots of espresso and Emma has hers just black. Or she drinks tea- I can see that too..

EMMA IS A BOOK WORM- now hear me out- She enjoys reading alot into either the survival fiction books or like...the dystopia books like Hunger Games or The Giver because she can picture it more in her mind.

I also hc before Ashlynn was born, Emma either read to Mike before bed or in quiet time or read to her baby belly :,)

Ashlynn, when she was little, would ask Mike and Emma to tell stories from the military but like...the funny ones about all the crazy stupid stuff that happens in the barracks. Mike being like "Yeah and Johnny almost got caught by our Unit Commander and blah blah blah slipped and landed right into the mud on the other side of the fence" or something like that

Emma had some creativity with her quietness, I feel like she sang or danced in private, maybe was in a high-school choir or something before enlisting.

I feel like they had alot of trouble overcoming the 'Phantoms' along with after being in the military for a while. Like....that has to come with a certain amount of trauma or mental health that lessened from it. They had to rely on one another to pick each other up on especially hard days and now they work together to do said thing for Ashlynn.

They are definitely a pretty healthy family from what is given from them, they want the best for Ash and to keep her happy and safe. They're loving parents and have alot of things they carry but they manage it in healthy ways.

Ugghhh I love them, they deserve extra credit, they're so precious 💖

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Hiiii i have a writing request if you don't mind! Could you write something about the banner family? Specifically the parents? I love them so much and there is a genuine lacking of content for them! Thank you! :)

Oh that was so fast!! Would you like I general hcs of the parents and Ash or just overall? Anything specific with the parents?? (Your definitely right, there's alot of content lacking for them and we love them :,)

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Okay! Major update, I'm gonna start writing for School Bus Graveyard and a couple of other Webtoon series that I enjoy! I'd anyone has recommendations of webtoons they'd like me to read on and write about I will gladly take suggestions!

Please please please send in requests, it's literally so empty over here it's killing me!

Writer Icy♡

"Fatherly Advice"

TMNT 2012 Donatello

2012! Donnie x Fem! Reader

Fluuufffffyyyy

Hiya my lil bookworms, hope everyone is weellllll! I know its taken me a hot minute but my jobs kicking ass right now :') I'm so sorry and I'll try to update more but also give people chances to request!!! ANyway, thought this was cute cuz Splinter from 2012 is like... an awesome father figure and I love Donnie soooo- Here is some fluff!! Also, definitely make sure to check out writer Grem's stuff, they're working hard right now<3

ANYWAY, Requests are 100% open so pleaaaaseee ask away<33

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In the serene and dimly lit dojo beneath the bustling streets of New York City, Master Splinter sat in quiet meditation. The soft glow of candlelight flickered against the walls, casting gentle shadows that danced around the room. His keen ears caught the sound of hesitant footsteps approaching.

"Enter," he called, his voice calm and inviting.

A young girl with h/c hair stepped into the dojo, her eyes filled with uncertainty. Y/n had been a friend of the Turtles for some time, often joining them on their adventures. Recently, however, her heart had become overwhelmed with emotions she struggled to understand.

"Master Splinter," Y/n began, her voice barely above a whisper. "I need your advice."

Splinter opened his eyes and looked at her with a kind and knowing gaze. "Sit, my child. Tell me what troubles you."

Y/n took a deep breath and sat cross-legged before the wise old rat. "I... I think I've caught feelings for Donatello," she admitted, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "But I don't know what to do. I don't want to ruin our friendship or make things awkward between us, especially if he has a crush on April."

Splinter nodded slowly, considering her words. "Love is a powerful and beautiful emotion, Y/n. It is natural to feel uncertain when your heart is involved. Tell me, what is it about Donatello that draws you to him?"

Y/n smiled softly, her eyes lighting up as she thought of Donnie. "He's so intelligent and kind. He's always thinking of others and working so hard to help everyone. He's brave, but he also has this gentle side that... that makes me feel safe and cared for."

Splinter's whiskers twitched in amusement. "Donatello is indeed a remarkable young turtle. Your feelings for him are understandable and sincere."

Y/n sighed, her shoulders relaxing slightly. "But what if he doesn't feel the same way? Or what if it makes things complicated with the team?"

Splinter reached out and gently placed a hand on Y/n's shoulder. "In matters of the heart, there is always a risk. But love is not something to be feared. It is a gift to be cherished. If you speak honestly and openly with Donatello, you will find your path."

Y/n looked up at Splinter, her eyes filled with gratitude. "Thank you, Master Splinter. Your words mean a lot to me."

"Remember, Y/n," Splinter continued, "Love requires patience, understanding, and courage. If your feelings are true, they will find their way. And no matter the outcome, your bond with Donatello and the rest of the Turtles will endure."

Y/n nodded, feeling a sense of calm wash over her. "I will talk to him. Thank you for the advice sensei."

Splinter smiled warmly. "Go with confidence, my child. Trust in your heart and in Donatello's."

With newfound resolve, Y/n stood and bowed respectfully before leaving the dojo. As she made her way to the lab where Donatello was undoubtedly working on his latest invention, she felt a renewed sense of hope. Whatever the future held, she knew that Master Splinter's wisdom would guide her through the challenges ahead.

And in the quiet of the dojo, Splinter returned to his meditation, his heart full of pride for his son and the young girl who had bravely sought his counsel.

Donnie's POV~

Donatello adjusted his goggles, his focus completely absorbed by the precision needed to tend to the chemicals in front of him. The hum of machinery and the faint scent of chemicals filled the air, creating a familiar and comforting backdrop to his work. He was in his element, surrounded by the tools and gadgets that defined his world.

"Hey, Donnie," a voice called out, pulling him from his concentration.

He looked up, a smile spreading across his face as he saw Y/n standing at the entrance of his lab. Her presence was always a welcome distraction, though he could tell something was different this time. There was a nervousness in her eyes that made his heart skip a beat.

"Hey, Y/n! What's up? Need help with something?" he asked, setting his tools aside.

Y/n stepped closer, her eyes locking onto his. "Actually, I wanted to talk to you about something important."

Donatello's curiosity piqued, and he gave her his full attention. "Sure, what's on your mind?" He asked, raising his goggles.

Y/n took a deep breath, her voice trembling slightly. "Donnie, we've been through a lot together, and I really value our friendship. But lately, I've been feeling something more. I think… I know...Okay...I have feelings for you Donnie."

Donatello's eyes widened in surprise, his mind racing to process her words. "Y/n, I… I don't know what to say."

Before he could find the right words, a loud hissing sound filled the lab. Donnie's eyes darted to a beaker on his workbench, which was boiling over and fizzing violently.

"Oh no!" he exclaimed, rushing to grab a towel.

Before he could reach it, the top of the beaker exploded with a small, harmless pop, sending a shower of foam and liquid across the lab. Donatello and Y/n were both splattered with the pink fizzing mixture.

For a moment, there was stunned silence. Then, Y/n burst into laughter, her eyes sparkling with amusement. Donatello couldn't help but join in, his own laughter filling the lab.

"Well, that was unexpected," Y/n said, wiping foam from her face.

Donnie grinned, shaking his head. "I guess I got a little distracted. Thankfully, the mixture wasn't harmful."

They both laughed again, the tension of the moment melting away. Donatello reached out and wiped a bit of foam from Y/n's cheek, his touch lingering a moment longer than necessary.

"You know, Y/n," he said softly, "even with exploding beakers, this has been one of the best moments of my life."

Y/n's heart swelled with warmth, and she leaned into his soft touch. "Mine too, Donnie."

Donatello took a deep breath, his eyes locking onto hers with a newfound determination. "Y/n, I need you to know something. I've had feelings for you too, for a long time. I was always afraid to say anything because I didn't want to risk our friendship. But now, I don't want to hide it anymore. I care about you so much and I do reciprocate those feelings."

Leah's eyes widened in surprise and joy. "Really? What about April?"

Donatello nodded, his expression earnest. "Yes, Y/n. I got over April. Look, You're amazing, and I want to be with you...I-If you'll be my girlfriend, that is..."

They stood there for a moment, Donnie reaching slowly to hold her hand gently. The world around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them in their shared happiness.

In that moment she wrapped her arms around him, pulling him close foe a hug. he hesitantly wrapped his arms around her, stiffly before relaxing slowly. It was quiet a promise of many more moments to come, filled with love, laughter, and the bond that had brought them together.

As they cleaned up the lab side by side, their hearts were light, knowing that they had taken the first step on a new and exciting journey together. Donatello couldn't help but feel a sense of joy and contentment, knowing that Leah felt the same way. And with her by his side, he knew that their adventures would be even more special.

Little did the duo know, Splinter was just outside, listening to the whole exchange with a proud smile on his face, "That's my son." he nodded and made his way back to the dojo to continue his meditation.

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He likes them that's all that matters 🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠

If i give Anastasia! Donnie a bouquet of purple bellflowers...can he teach me calligraphy??

He loves them! That's all he will say about the subject--

He is not sharing his calligraphy set, your grace, for reasons, this is the only set he brought, hope you understand :)

I'm sobbing this was too funny, yall are too much I love it-

I made this-

Do I regret?? Absolutely not-

You are both officially favorites of mine

I made this-

Do I regret?? Absolutely not-

I've never laughed so hard at seeing what was in my notifications today-

I'm so glad I'm not alone in this insane obsession 🫣

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I made this-

Do I regret?? Absolutely not-

Okay Update: I'm sorry for not posting much! Going through a hard time with emotions and mental health, I'll be okay!! Please send in requests, it helps aloooot!! Please don't fear us, we won't juuudgeee!!!

Here's a snipit of a story for a Platonic/Father figure Master Splinter x Fem! Reader who likes Donnie and needs advice on how to feel

-Writer Icy<3

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Splinter opened his eyes and looked at her with a kind and knowing gaze. "Sit, my child. Tell me what troubles you."

Y/n took a deep breath and sat cross-legged before the wise old rat. "I... I think I've fallen in love with Donatello," she admitted, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "But I don't know what to do. I don't want to ruin our friendship or make things awkward between us."

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Enjoy that little snippet! I'll try to update tonight or sometime today if I can!!! Please Request guys🥹🙏🏻🙏🏻

The aggressive type

TMNT 2007 Raphael

2007! Raph x GN! Reader

Fluff/comfort

Im so just- Okay im smitten with 2007 raph and i feel like this might've sucked towards the end a bit but im really sorry- might need to write a smut to one of these-

ANYWAY, Requests are 100% open so pleaaaaseee ask away<33

-Writer Icy<3

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The sewers echoed with the clashing of metal and the heated shouts of two brothers locked in combat. Raphael and Leonardo had been at it for what felt like hours, neither willing to back down. The latest argument had turned into a full-blown fight, both pushing each other to their limits.

"You think you can just keep telling me what to do, Leo?" Raphael shouted, his voice filled with anger and frustration. He swung his sai at Leonardo, who deftly blocked the attack with his katanas.

"I'm trying to keep you from doing something stupid, Raph!" Leonardo retorted, pushing back with equal force. "You always rush into things without thinking!"

Raphael's eyes blazed with fury. "Maybe if you stopped acting like you're the only one who knows what's best, we wouldn't have this problem!"

Leonardo's face hardened, his blue eyes narrowing. "This isn't about me, Raph. It's about you not taking responsibility for your actions."

"Responsibility?" Raphael scoffed, sidestepping and landing a kick to Leo's midsection, forcing him back. "You mean like how you always think you're the only one who can handle things? You don't trust any of us!"

Leonardo grunted, regaining his balance and charging forward. "That's not true! I trust you all, but you make it so damn hard when you act like a loose cannon!"

Raphael's grip tightened on his sai, his knuckles turning white. "You don't trust me, Leo. You never have. You just see me as the hothead who can't control himself."

"And what am I supposed to think when you keep proving me right?" Leonardo snapped, slashing at Raphael with swift, controlled movements.

Raph blocked the strikes, his anger boiling over. "I'm more than just my temper, Leo! But you'll never see that because you're too busy being perfect."

Leonardo's face twisted in frustration. "This isn't about being perfect, Raph. It's about being a team. And a team needs discipline, something you seriously lack."

The words hit Raphael like a punch to the gut. His temper flared, and he launched himself at Leonardo with renewed intensity. "Discipline? Is that all you care about? Maybe if you stopped trying to control everything, we'd actually get somewhere!"

Leonardo met his charge head-on, their weapons clashing in a flurry of sparks. "I'm not trying to control everything! I'm trying to keep us safe!"

Raphael's eyes flashed with hurt and anger. "Safe? You're driving us apart, Leo! You're pushing me away!"

The brothers continued their fierce exchange, neither willing to back down. Each strike, each word, cut deeper than any weapon. Their movements became more aggressive, their words more biting.

"Why can't you just listen for once?" Leonardo shouted, frustration evident in his voice. "Why do you always have to make things so difficult?"

"Because you don't get it, Leo!" Raphael yelled back, his voice cracking with emotion. "You don't understand what it's like to feel like you're never good enough. To always be in your shadow."

Leonardo paused, his breath coming in heavy gasps. "Raph, that's not true. You're my brother. We're equals."

Raphael shook his head, pain and anger mixing in his eyes. "Then start acting like it."

With a final burst of energy, Raphael threw a punch that connected with Leonardo's jaw, sending him staggering back. But Leonardo quickly recovered, retaliating with a swift kick that landed on Raphael's cheek, knocking him to the ground.

Both brothers stood there, panting and bruised, the reality of their fight sinking in. The physical pain was nothing compared to the emotional wounds they had inflicted on each other.

Leonardo lowered his katanas, his expression softening. "Raph... I didn't mean—"

"Save it, Leo," Raphael muttered, pushing himself to his feet. He wiped the blood from his lip, a deep bruise already forming on his cheek. "I'm done talking."

Without another word, Raphael turned and stormed out of the lair, his anger still simmering beneath the surface. Leonardo watched him go, a heavy weight settling in his chest. He knew things couldn't go on like this, but he didn't know how to fix it.

As Raphael made his way through the sewers, his thoughts were a whirlwind of anger, hurt, and confusion. He needed space, a place to cool off and clear his head. And there was only one person who could help him do that.

Raph knew where he was headed. He needed to cool off, and there was only one person who could help him do that. As he reached Y/n's house, he hesitated for a moment, his anger giving way to uncertainty. Would they understand? Would they be angry at him too? Taking a deep breath, He knocked softly, his knuckles brushing against the glass of their window, the one they always left 

"Raph?" they gasped, quickly opening the window. "What happened to you?"

"Just had a fight with Leo," he muttered, climbing inside and wincing as he landed on his bruised leg. "It's nothing."

Y/n closed the window and turned to him, their expression a mix of concern and frustration. "It's not nothing. Sit down."

Raphael reluctantly obeyed, collapsing onto the couch. Y/n disappeared for a moment, returning with a cloth-wrapped ice pack. They knelt in front of him, gently pressing the ice to his cheek.

"Hold still," they instructed softly, their fingers brushing against his skin. "You guys really went at it, huh?"

"Yeah," Raphael grumbled, wincing slightly at the cold but finding comfort in their touch. "We just can't see eye to eye sometimes."

Y/n's eyes softened as they looked at him, their fingers tenderly tracing the bruise. "I get that. But you can't keep fighting like this. It's only going to hurt both of you."

Raphael's stubbornness flared up, his jaw tightening. "Leo doesn't get it. He thinks he knows everything. He's always telling me what to do, like I'm some kind of kid."

"And you think he doesn't trust you," they said softly, their eyes meeting his. "But maybe he does. Maybe he's just worried about you."

Raph looked away, his anger simmering beneath the surface. "Worried? He doesn't trust me to do anything on my own. He always has to be in control."

Y/n sighed, their free hand reaching up to cup his unbruised cheek. "Raph, he's your brother. He loves you. He's just trying to protect you in the only way he knows how."

Raphael closed his eyes, leaning into their touch despite himself. "It's hard, Y/n. I'm not good at talking things out. I'm better at hitting stuff."

They chuckled softly, the sound a soothing balm to his wounded spirit. "I know. But sometimes, you need to talk things out. With Leo, with yourself."

Opening his eyes, Raphael found himself drawn to them, the closeness between them palpable. "Y/n, I don't know what to do. I feel like I'm always messing things up."

Y/n's gaze was filled with warmth and understanding. "Raph, you're strong. But you don't always have to fight to prove it. Sometimes, being strong means opening up, letting people in."

He shook his head, his stubbornness flaring again. "I can't. It's not who I am."

"Yes, you can," they whispered, their voice filled with quiet determination. "And it is who you are. You just need to see it."

Raphael's resistance began to crumble under their gentle persistence. "I don't know if I can change."

"You don't have to change," they replied, their eyes locking onto his. "You just have to let yourself be more than your anger. Show Leo, show yourself that you're more than that."

He sighed, the weight of their words sinking in. "It's not that easy, Y/n."

"I know," they said softly, their hand reaching to give a comforting pat on his hand. "But I'm here for you. Always."

In that tender moment, the anger and frustration melted away, replaced by a deep sense of connection and understanding. Y/n's presence was a balm to his wounded spirit, their gentle words and touch healing more than just his physical bruise.

"You're amazing, you know that?" Raphael murmured, his eyes searching theirs.

Y/n smiled, a soft blush coloring their cheeks. "You're not so bad yourself, tough guy." They share a light laugh before a comfortable silence covers the room

Y/n looked into his eyes, their smile reassuring. "You'll work it out with Leo. I know you will."

Raphael nodded, his heart lighter than it had been in days. "Thanks, Y/n."

"Anytime, Raph. Anytime."

A few days had passed since the intense fight between Raphael and Leonardo. The lair had been unusually quiet, a tense silence hanging in the air. The brothers had exchanged apologies, but the underlying tension remained. Raphael found himself thinking about Y/n often, replaying their tender moment in his mind whenever he needed to calm himself.

One afternoon, as the brothers trained in separate corners of the lair, a familiar knock echoed through the tunnels. Y/n had arrived, a determined look on their face. They greeted Master Splinter with a respectful bow before making their way to the training area.

"Leo, we need to talk," They said firmly, crossing their arms as they stood before him.

Leonardo paused, wiping sweat from his brow. "Y/n, now's not a good time. I'm training."

"Make time," they insisted, their tone brooking no argument. "This can't wait."

Sensing the seriousness in their voice, Leonardo reluctantly set his swords aside. "Fine. What is it?"

Y/n took a deep breath, trying to control their emotions. "You and Raph can't keep doing this. The fighting, the constant tension—it's tearing you both apart."

Leonardo frowned, his frustration evident. "Y/n, you don't understand. Raph is reckless. He doesn't think things through."

"And you think you always know what's best for him?" they shot back. "He feels like you don't trust him, Leo. Like you don't see his strengths."

Leonardo's eyes narrowed. "I've always trusted my brothers. But Raph... he's different. He needs to be reined in."

Y/n shook their head, their frustration growing. "No, Leo. He needs to be understood. He needs to know you believe in him."

Leonardo crossed his arms, a defensive stance. "And what makes you the expert on Raph?"

"I know enough," they replied, their voice softening. "And I care about him."

Leonardo's expression changed, surprise flickering in his eyes. "You care about him? What does that mean?"

Y/n hesitated, their cheeks coloring slightly. "I just... care about him as a friend. And I won't stand by while you two tear each other apart."

Leonardo smirked, a teasing glint in his eyes. "Just as a friend, huh? Seems like you care a bit more than that."

Y/n's blush deepened, but they held their ground. "Leo, this isn't about me. It's about you and Raph. You need to start treating him like an equal, not someone who needs to be controlled."

Leonardo sighed, rubbing his neck stressfully. "You're right. I just... I worry about him. He's always so angry, so ready to fight."

"Then help him manage that anger," Y/n said softly. "Be his brother, not his commander."

Behind a closed door, Raphael had been listening, his heart pounding. He hadn't expected Y/n to confront Leonardo, and he certainly hadn't expected Leo to tease them about their feelings. He felt a mixture of emotions—surprise, hope, and a lingering anger at Leo.

Leonardo's face softened, his defensive posture relaxing. "Alright. We'll try. For both of us."

Raphael nodded, a small smile tugging at his lips, but he stayed hidden, waiting for Y/n to leave.

Y/n reached out, taking Leonardo's hand briefly. "Look, I know he can be a hotheaded asshole, but you’ve gotta understand he’s still your brother…I'm not saying fix it all tonight, but work on fixing it slowly. He loves you, he’s just mad at the world right now."

Leonardo gave a small nod, finally understanding things. "Thanks, Y/n. And... sorry for being an asshole."

Y/n smiled back, shaking their head. "It's okay, Leo. Just promise me you'll try."

"I promise," Leonardo replied, his resolve clear.

Y/n gave a final nod before turning to leave. Once they were gone, Raphael emerged from his hiding place, his eyes locking onto Leonardo.

"You heard all that, didn't you?" Leonardo asked, a knowing look on his face.

"Yeah," Raphael admitted, stepping closer. "And Y/n's right. We need to fix this."

Leonardo nodded, sincerity in his eyes. "I know, Raph. We will. But... you should know they really care about you."

Raphael's heart skipped a beat, but he kept his composure. "Yeah, I figured. Thanks for not making it weird or something..."

Leonardo smiled, clapping a hand on Raph's shoulder. “You should go talk to them"

Raphael didn't need to be told twice, he nodded as they locked hands together in a mutual understanding. Not now, not tomorrow but eventually they’d get past whatever roadblock they were at. Raph made his way to Y/n's apartment, his heart pounding with each step. When he arrived, he knocked firmly on their window, waiting for them to answer.

Y/n opened the window, surprise and worry in their eyes. "Raph? What are you doing here?"

"I heard what you said to Leo," Raphael began, his voice steady. "You didn’t have to do that y’know.."

Y/n sighed, irritated “Listen, he needed to understand and I knew you weren’t gonna do it-”

“He told me you had feelings for me…I overheard…it” He mumbled, avoiding eye contact.

Y/n's eyes widened, and immediately they started to ramble, words tumbling out in a rush, panicked that their friendship with the hothead would be ruined. "Raph, I'm so sorry if I overstepped. I didn't mean to I-I just didn't think a-and then i started falling for you faster then I could stop —"

He interrupted them by stepping forward and pressing his lips to theirs, a deep kiss to their lips, his hands gently cupping their face. Y/n's eyes fluttered closed, their heart racing as they melted into the kiss, their hands resting on his plastron as his hands found their hips, pulling them close to him.

When they finally pulled apart, Raphael rested his forehead against theirs, his voice soft. "I know now. And I feel the same way."

Y/n's eyes shimmered, their voice barely a whisper. "Raph..."

He silenced them with another tender kiss, their connection solidifying the bond they shared. In that moment, all the tension and uncertainty melted away, leaving only the promise of a stronger, more united future.

"You really want me…want this?" Y/n asked, her voice trembling with emotion.

Raphael nodded, his eyes filled with determination. "I do. And I'm not letting anything come between us. Not even the fights between me and Leo."

Y/n smiled, they’re heart fluttering. “Your too sweet to be a hothead.” Raph chuckled, his eyes sparkling with adoration, “And your too stubborn to not be mine.” and with that, he pulled them in for another deep kiss, that seemingly being an undeniable feeling, Y/n cherished.

AHHH okay, ive been working on a 2007! Raph x GN! Reader and it's taking a little longer than I thought so take this edit-

LOVE YOU GUYS

-Writer Icy<3

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In the quiet

ROTTMNT Leo

Sleepy! Leo x GN! Reader

Fluff/Character comfort

This takes place after the events of the Kraang invasion. Idk why but TMNT been a recent hype fixation (I blame Chaos), and I've just been wanting to write for it until I start getting requests! Much Love!

-Writer Icy<3

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The sound of distant explosions echoed through Leo's mind as he tossed and turned in his sleep. The Kraang invasion replayed vividly in his nightmare: the city in ruins, his brothers fighting valiantly but being overwhelmed, the despair that had clawed at his heart. Raph being taken and Kraang possessed, Donnie's broken battle shell, Mikey's tears- He jolted awake, gasping for breath, his chest heaving with the remnants of panic. It felt real.

For a moment, Leo lay still, staring at the ceiling of his room, trying to shake off the nightmare. The familiar surroundings did little to comfort him, and the images of the invasion lingered in the corners of his mind. Deciding he needed a distraction, he quietly slipped out of bed and made his way to the kitchen.

The apartment was silent, having stayed with his s/o for the night, the only sound being the gentle hum of the refrigerator. Leo flicked on the coffee maker, watching as it gurgled to life, the rich aroma of brewing coffee filling the air. He leaned against the counter, rubbing his eyes, trying to shake off the residual fear.

As he poured himself a cup, he heard soft footsteps approaching. He turned to see his s/o, their hair slightly tousled from sleep, padding out of his room. They gave him a sleepy smile before wrapping their arms around him from behind, resting their head against his shell.

"Leo, what are you doing up?" Y/n murmured, their voice soft and concerned.

He forced a smile, trying to play it off. "Just couldn't sleep. Figured I'd make some coffee."

They didn't buy it. They never did. With a gentle but firm tug, y/n pulled him away from the counter, guiding him back to the living room. They sat down on the couch, patting the spot beside them. "Come on, talk to me."

Reluctantly, Leo sat down, his shoulders slumping. Y/n rubbed his shell comfortingly, their touch soothing the tension that had built up in his muscles. "Was it a nightmare?" they asked, their voice barely above a whisper.

He nodded, not trusting himself to speak just yet. Y/n continued to rub his shell, their touch grounding him, bringing him back to the present. "The Kraang invasion," he finally admitted, his voice hoarse. "I keep seeing it... hearing it."

Y/n pulled him closer, letting him rest his head on their shoulder. "You don't have to go through this alone, Leo. I'm here for you."

He sighed, the weight of the nightmare beginning to lift as he felt their warmth, their steady presence. "It's just... it was so real. I thought we were going to lose everything."

"But you didn't," Y/n reminded him gently. "You and your brothers fought back. You saved the city. You saved each other."

He nodded again, feeling a bit more at ease. "I know. It's just hard to forget."

Y/n held him tighter, their hand still rubbing soothing circles on his shell. "I understand. But you don't have to carry this burden by yourself. We're a team, remember?"

A small smile tugged at his lips. "Yeah, we are."

Y/n kissed the top of his head before leaning back, coaxing him to lie down with them on the couch. "Let's try to get some more sleep, okay? We'll face whatever comes next together."

As he nestled against them, feeling their heartbeat steady and strong beneath his cheek, the remnants of the nightmare finally began to fade. Their presence was a balm to his troubled mind, and he let himself relax, the tension melting away.

With their gentle touch and reassuring words, Leo found himself drifting back to sleep, the nightmare banished by the warmth and love of the one who held him close.

Chaos, I'm fully blaming you- I screamed and stimmed so much last night from the Anastasia chapter I thought I was dying-

It's unhealthy the amount of love I have for the disaster twins.

#BLAMECHAOS

In the quiet

ROTTMNT Leo

Sleepy! Leo x GN! Reader

Fluff/Character comfort

This takes place after the events of the Kraang invasion. Idk why but TMNT been a recent hype fixation (I blame Chaos), and I've just been wanting to write for it until I start getting requests! Much Love!

-Writer Icy<3

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The sound of distant explosions echoed through Leo's mind as he tossed and turned in his sleep. The Kraang invasion replayed vividly in his nightmare: the city in ruins, his brothers fighting valiantly but being overwhelmed, the despair that had clawed at his heart. Raph being taken and Kraang possessed, Donnie's broken battle shell, Mikey's tears- He jolted awake, gasping for breath, his chest heaving with the remnants of panic. It felt real.

For a moment, Leo lay still, staring at the ceiling of his room, trying to shake off the nightmare. The familiar surroundings did little to comfort him, and the images of the invasion lingered in the corners of his mind. Deciding he needed a distraction, he quietly slipped out of bed and made his way to the kitchen.

The apartment was silent, having stayed with his s/o for the night, the only sound being the gentle hum of the refrigerator. Leo flicked on the coffee maker, watching as it gurgled to life, the rich aroma of brewing coffee filling the air. He leaned against the counter, rubbing his eyes, trying to shake off the residual fear.

As he poured himself a cup, he heard soft footsteps approaching. He turned to see his s/o, their hair slightly tousled from sleep, padding out of his room. They gave him a sleepy smile before wrapping their arms around him from behind, resting their head against his shell.

"Leo, what are you doing up?" Y/n murmured, their voice soft and concerned.

He forced a smile, trying to play it off. "Just couldn't sleep. Figured I'd make some coffee."

They didn't buy it. They never did. With a gentle but firm tug, y/n pulled him away from the counter, guiding him back to the living room. They sat down on the couch, patting the spot beside them. "Come on, talk to me."

Reluctantly, Leo sat down, his shoulders slumping. Y/n rubbed his shell comfortingly, their touch soothing the tension that had built up in his muscles. "Was it a nightmare?" they asked, their voice barely above a whisper.

He nodded, not trusting himself to speak just yet. Y/n continued to rub his shell, their touch grounding him, bringing him back to the present. "The Kraang invasion," he finally admitted, his voice hoarse. "I keep seeing it... hearing it."

Y/n pulled him closer, letting him rest his head on their shoulder. "You don't have to go through this alone, Leo. I'm here for you."

He sighed, the weight of the nightmare beginning to lift as he felt their warmth, their steady presence. "It's just... it was so real. I thought we were going to lose everything."

"But you didn't," Y/n reminded him gently. "You and your brothers fought back. You saved the city. You saved each other."

He nodded again, feeling a bit more at ease. "I know. It's just hard to forget."

Y/n held him tighter, their hand still rubbing soothing circles on his shell. "I understand. But you don't have to carry this burden by yourself. We're a team, remember?"

A small smile tugged at his lips. "Yeah, we are."

Y/n kissed the top of his head before leaning back, coaxing him to lie down with them on the couch. "Let's try to get some more sleep, okay? We'll face whatever comes next together."

As he nestled against them, feeling their heartbeat steady and strong beneath his cheek, the remnants of the nightmare finally began to fade. Their presence was a balm to his troubled mind, and he let himself relax, the tension melting away.

With their gentle touch and reassuring words, Leo found himself drifting back to sleep, the nightmare banished by the warmth and love of the one who held him close.

I FINALLY DID IT-

I created my little sona-

I actually really like this, I'm not the artist though, Grem is so this is a work in progress🥹 anywaayyy, bare with me-

Writer Icy <3