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[twothousandgrumpybees]

[idontlikemanga]

[electronicsquid]

Washington-Lee high school students decorate their mortarboards for graduation

(Martha Holmes. 1947)

[insomniaticnimrod]

My photoshop Green Day artwork from high school/college (09-11)

[hollyharper]

Brutalia Highschool AU - part 1

“Class, meet our new transfer student, Talia.”

Bruce lifted his head in time to see the shapely brunette flash a heart melting smile.

“Talia, why don’t you take the seat next to Bruce?”

She nodded, and with her bag tossed over a single shoulder, she strutted over. Bruce gave a nod of greeting, and settled his back into his arms. Talia propped herself up. Gold tinted hair cascaded down onto the wooden surface. Green eyes flickered between the board and him. For the first few weeks, Bruce pretended she didn’t exist. But then he met her eyes for the first time. After that, he could stop watching. The way her eyes sparked when the teacher talked about Arabia. He gathered that that was her native country. How she walked differently depending on her mood. On a good day, She would hang the backpack off her shoulder, and strut, one foot in front of the other. On those days, It was impossible for Bruce to pull his eyes away from the enacting sway of her hips. On bad days, which for Talia were few but never far between, she would carry the backpack on both shoulders. The sway would diminish. Her head would still be held high, but with glassy eyes. Aways, Talia kept her chin up. She held herself with the dignity of a queen, as if she knew the entire world was at her feet, and it seemed to be. But one day she didn’t. She sunk into her seat, and slouched over. Bruce eyed her slumped form. Even in misry, she was the standard perfection. He could understand why the other girls hated her. And why all the boys, single or taken, pined for her.

“Talia.” She peeked from under the curtain of her hair. He had never spoken her name before.

Words failed him. He glanced up to the front. The teacher was out for the moment. He bite his lip. Why was he so nervous?

Oh.

Oh.

Oh, No.

He bowed his head in defeat. Green eyes stayed on him.

“Do you have lunch plans?” Her voice was like a melody, but at the same time like sandpaper. The combination was altogether striking.

“No.” She had already known. Her eyes half screamed it. It was simply a test.

“I’ll join you, Bruce.” She leaned back, and shot a smile that made his heart skip a beat.

Bruce tapped his pencil, and glanced again at his watch. Nine minutes to the bell, just like it had been what felt like an hour ago. Talia clearly hated the tapping. Her fuse must have ended, because she slapped the fidgeting hand. He turned the palm up just in time. Her silk soft hand landed in his. Her eyes went wide, as he closed his hand around hers.

“Bruce?” His name caught on her lips.

After half a second of shock, she got that deadly look he had seen once before. Right before she trampled a girl, who had called her an ‘arabic landfill’. He jerked away. She gripped his hand like a vice. A dangerous smirk overwhelmed her features. With that arm, she pulled him forward. Bruce saw nothing but green, when she kissed him.

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[petitelepus]

Can you do a platonic Yandere lockdown x human techno organic reader who is wild and strong will and cant be tamed but has a little crush on optimus prime

You were just finishing your make-up with this lovely Forbidden Apple lipstick when you glanced at your Pokéball clock on the wall. Half-past six. You were right on time.

You got up from your vanity and stepped in front of your huge mirror, taking in your outfit. Black oversized hoodie with a huge red "R" in front and tight black jeans.

You smiled and nodded. Perfect.

You grabbed your handbag and left the safety of your room, tiptoeing the stairs down and towards the front door when suddenly-!

"Stop right there!"

You froze at the sound of Lockdown's, your dad's shouting and you turned to see him standing right behind you. How did he got there so quickly and quietly? Sometimes you forgot his ninja training.

But scarp, you got caught.

"Just where are you heading looking like that?" Lockdown asked as he looked you up and down.

"Calm down dad, I'm just going to see a movie with friends." You said and the bounty hunter squinted his red eyes at you. "You're meeting your friends at seven pm? On a Friday night?"

"What's your point dad?" You asked and he grunted, "I can smell a lie miles away and you young lady are lying to me."

You rolled your eyes lightly and sighed, "Okay, I am going to see a movie but it's only one friend."

"Is it a date?" Lockdown asked and you swallowed nervously, knowing he could tell if you lied. "I... Yes..."

Your dad was about to talk, but you quickly interrupted him. "But he is a good guy! He is two years older than me, yes, but he is a class president and he is the sweetest and kindest-!"

You were in the middle of your speech when the doorbell chimed and both of your heads snapped in the door's direction. You glanced at your dad as Lockdown stepped past you and opened the door.

"Optimus Prime," Lockdown said as he glared at the young Prime. Optimus swallowed nervously in his College jacket and offered his hand to your dad.

"Lockdown, sir." He said and Lockdown glared at the younger bot's hand until Optimus took the hint and pulled his hand back. "I'm here to take your daughter out."

"I am well aware." Your dad grumbled and you had enough.

"Dad, stop being rude!" You snapped as you pushed him aside and stepped out to meet your date.

"Sorry about that Optimus." You apologized for your dad's behavior but the young Prime just smiled and pulled a bouquet of bright tulips.

"I hope you don't mind if I brought you flowers?" He asked and you gasped as he gave the flowers to you.

"I love them!" You said happily but before anything else could happen, Lockdown stepped up and grabbed Optimus, getting the Prime's full attention.

"Okay Prime, I'll let you take my daughter out, but there are couple of basic rules. One, you bring her back by ten. Two, no touching. Three, no alcohol, cigarettes, or drugs. Four-!"

"We got it, dad, we will be back on time!" You said as you pushed the bouquet to his hands and grabbed Optimus by the arm. "Let's go, we don't want to be late!"

Optimus nodded and wished your dad a good night as the two of you left. Lockdown kept looking at you until you disappeared from the sight. He closed the door and went to put the flowers in the water when Swindle stepped down the stairs.

"What's all the ruckus here-!" The swindler noticed flowers and grinned, "You know I don't believe in flowers so our little girl must have gotten them."

"That goody two shoes Optimus Prime took her out," Lockdown grumbled and Swindle nodded as he took the flowers from his husband.

"Would you like to go out and follow them?"

"Would you mind?"

"No." Swindle shook his head, "I know you. Just go and have fun stalking our daughter like a ninja you are!"

"I love when you endorse my habits." Lockdown grinned as he quickly kissed his greedy husband and grabbed his jacket before taking off. He had to make sure you were safe.

[the-queer-phoenix]

my whole life, everyone’s expected perfection because I was a “gifted child” and now I can’t fail without have a full on mental breakdown. all the adults in my life have failed my and I’m so tired, I’m tired of trying and failing to live up to the standard of perfection. I’m just tired, and I want to rest, I want to go to sleep and not have any expectations, no pressure to be the best. kids like me, we were the “gifted kids” and now we have so much pressure on us from our parents who are used to perfection, and from ourselves because we never learned how to fail. The american education system failed us, all of us. I’m also neurodivergent and I hyperfocused the entirety of primary and middle school, but now I have other things, other responsibilities and I can’t do it anymore. I just don’t care enough. And I’m just so tired, of everything. I don’t want any more expectations, no more standards that I have to meet, I just want it all gone.

[motherrat543]

I recorded this my freshman year of high school. Moments like these were the times I missed high school