Lemon

19, they/it, writer, artist, silly guy I'm a real person, I'm just very bad at social media :'( Requests open, just ask !!! I try to make all of my stories gender neutral unless specifically requested for a man/woman/nonbinary reader :3

[lemonaidfrog]

Jerry Stokes x short!reader (new beginnings)

(A/N):

1. The first stories (like 20) that I'm posting here are basically copy/pasted from my Quotev account, with minor edits bc they're kinda old, so my apologies if there's errors in them

2. I'm trying out different POVs in this story, so let me know if you like it and want me to incorporate it more, or if you completely hate it and want me to never do it again. :D

(3rd person POV)

The name: 'Joe's Fantasy World' flatters the shabby nerd shop way too much. It sounds like a beautiful wonderland of intimidating dragons, strong heroes, and hot damsels. Instead, you can smell the teen-boy stench from a mile away.

(Y/n) stands outside for a second. They take a deep breath as they grab the doorknob before shoving the door open. The bell rings and alarms everyone inside. They turn to (Y/n) for a moment before scoffing and returning to their comics and figurines. (Y/n) wanders through the shop, meticulously avoiding each boy inside and especially the creep at the front counter. 

They eventually reach a shelf stocked top to bottom with (favorite movie) merch. At the very top, (Y/n) spotted an action figure packaged in a perfect and pristine box. They reached up and could only touch the shelf below. As much as (Y/n) would shift and scoot and stand on their tip toes, they just couldn't reach. With a sigh, they look at the floor in defeat before a tall shadow loomed over them.

(Jerry POV)

I heard the bell as another patron walked into Joe's comic book shop. Their cheeks were puffed up with air, for some reason, and they had a little frown on their face as they stormed to one of the less populated aisles. They look adorable. I stepped away from my three "friends" to follow them. I quietly stalked- trailed-? walked behind them around the store from a fair distance away. 

I heard them sigh out the breath they were holding whilst staring up at the top of a certain shelf. I watched them try and fail to reach the figure they were looking at. This is my moment. I can reach anything. Pete always makes me grab him figurines and hoodies from tall shelves and racks. I can help this person too. Plus, I think most people like tall guys. The stars are aligning, this is my moment. I step up behind them and reach over their head. My chest lightly bumps into the back of their head. Crap. It's hard to focus on grabbing the box, leaning over them, and keeping balance. Once I grab the box, I step back and hold out the box for them.

"Beedee beedee beedee, here, Buck. I got this for you," I say, feeling the sweat from my palms stick my skin to the box. The person stares at me, jaw agape before reaching out and grabbing the box. I hear a small murmur of appreciation before they scurry over to the counter Joe's at.

Wow, I'm light-headed. I slap a hand to my forehead and sigh. What's going on? I haven't felt this way since I first got my set of D&D princess and damsel miniatures.

My eyes peel away from them as I hear Bill clear his throat, commanding my attention.

"What the hell are you doing, Jer. You were supposed to be telling this big doof that I'm right and he's wrong!"

"I'm not wrong Bill! Obviously a hoard of zombies could beat just five orcs!" Josh denies.

"Obviously not! Orcs are way stronger!"

"It depends on the kinda zombies, but, let's be real, zombies would destroy!" Pete argues.

"See? Pete's on my side!"

"I'm not on your side, Josh, I'd never side with you. I'm just on the side that's... right!"

I zone out from their screeching and arguing, choosing to focus on what matters to me, that new shorty. 

(3rd person POV)

(Y/n) sets the absurd amount of money on the counter and hugs the box. Clearly, this figure is way more important than having lunch and dinner. They start to move to the exit before being stopped by the blonde stranger.

"Hey! I never got your name, Buck," He said, "uh, what is it?"

"You first," (Y/n) says cautiously.

"Jerry," He said before putting his hand out for a handshake. They shake hands awkwardly, feeling warm air trapped between their sweaty palms.

"Oh, I'm (Y/n)," They say, shaking his hand for a moment too long, the air getting more uncomfortable as time passes, "Well, bye"

"Oh, bye," Jerry says, watching as (Y/n) steps out of the shop, leaving him to return to his obnoxious friends.

Thank you for reading <33

[lemonaidfrog]

Bill Dickey x nb!reader (Simple fluff)

A COUPLE AUTHOR'S NOTES !!!

1. This is my first time posting on Tumblr, so if you have any constructive criticism, I'd love to hear it :'3

2. The first stories (like 20) that I'm posting here are basically copy/pasted from my Quotev account, with minor edits bc they're kinda old, so my apologies if there's errors in them

Enjoy :DD

(Y/n) and Bill made their way back home after spending a few hours at Joe's Fantasy and Comic Book Shop.

"Total fuckin' bust" He complains.

"Yeah..." (Y/n) glanced around. They skimmed over the nearby buildings for a distraction before their eyes landed on a fast food joint.

"Hey, why don't we go there?" (Y/n) offered, "I heard they have the new Battle Broad figurines with the kid's meals"

"Not 'kid's meals'! But fine," Bill rolls his eyes, "I guess that sounds fine..."

The two walk to the fast food place and Bill leads (Y/n) inside. When he pushes the door open, a bell rings, alarming those inside of someone entering. Bill walks (Y/n) to the counter.

"Two meals with the action figures"

"The kid's meals?"

"No!" He shouted at the minimum wage worker, "The meals with the action figures!"

"'Kay," They tapped the register, "Anything else?"

"Psh, no"

"Alright"

They both hovered by the counter to get their meals before they sat at a table across from each other and pulled the items from their bags.

"C'mon... c'mon..!" He pulled his 'action figure' from the bag, "Ugh, dude!" He groaned upon seeing one of the side characters from the Battle Broad Brigade. (Y/n) pulled the toy from their meal and got the brigade leader.

"Woah, cool!" They looked up to see Bill's pissed off expression, "Oh... here, Bill, you can have mine"

He looked up at (Y/n) before taking the action figures from them.

"Thanks, I guess"

"You're welcome," (Y/n) beamed, "love you"

"Yeah..."

"Love you" They said more pointedly.

"Okay, love you too..."

Later, both (Y/n) and Bill made their way to Bill's mom's house to hang out before (Y/n) would have to return home. Bill opens the basement door for (Y/n).

"After me" He says, walking himself in. (Y/n) rolls their eyes and follows him inside. Bill strolls to one of his many shelves holding his collections of paraphernalia and skims through for a proper place to set the Battle Broad figurines. (Y/n) goes to a couch and flops down with a groan. They stretch over the cushions and rest their legs on an arm rest, their head resting on the other side. It had been a long day of cheering up that teenaged baby. Bill sat down on the couch beside their legs. He looked stiff and uncomfortable.

"Can you put on a movie?" (Y/n) asks. Bill groans but obeys. He rolls his bubble TV in front of the couch and sticks a VHS into the player. One of his favorite superhero movies starts playing. (Y/n) recognizes it since it's the hundredth time they've watched it together.

"Come cuddle me," (Y/n) requests.

"Cuddle you?"

"Don't sound so grossed out," They put their arms out for him, "C'mon, cuddle me"

Bill groans again like (Y/n) was requesting the impossible from him. He grabs a blanket before nestling between (Y/n) and the back of the couch. He and (Y/n) shift the blanket over the two of them and Bill spoons (Y/n) awkwardly.

"Everytime we do this, you act like it's the first time"

"Whatever!" Bill snaps, "...I love you"

"I love you too"

The two watch about half the movie before they're coerced to sleep by each other's warmth.

Ty for reading :DD

[lemonaidfrog]

Some photography :33 I need to do more of this