Various x Reader Oneshots

Cats (Tweek x Reader)

Requested by bella789y! So so so so so so so so sorry if it's horrible! This is my first story. Can not control the horribleness. (Plus I'm right this in the Wattpad app) Anyway!

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So, this was starting off as a horrible day. You had to walk because you missed the bus, you got chased around by 6th graders to the school, and now your stuck taking a test that you forgot to study for! That's possibly one of the worst way to start a school day. I mean why do adults think that we deserve that?! Once you get the test, you stare at it for a moment and then start scribbling in some answers. '#1: Potatoes. #2: Potatoes. #3:
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Potatoes.'

As you write the answers in, you failed to notice the eyes boring a hole into the back of your head. The owner of the eyes tightly grips the pencil in his hand, almost breaking it. He finds it hard to concentrate on the test when all he can think about is the person in front of him. That beautiful (h/c) hair, those glistening (e/c) eyes. What's not to think about? The person, by the way, is you. (Y/n) (l/n). The most beautiful girl, in his eyes, in the whole world. 'In the school' would be an understatement. (Awkward: I think eeeeeeveryone is beautiful! :3)

'Go away, Darren, I don't need you right now!'

(Awkward: Hey, quit breaking the forth wall! D{:<)

'Why the mustache?'

(Awkward: Why not the mustache? :}3)

But seriously, you are super pretty. So pretty, it makes some guys faint. Well... Not really... But it would be nice. You are pretty enough, though, to make a certain Tweek Tweak very distracted. He was thinking about you so much, that he started noticing that there was limited time to finish the test. He started panicking a little and started writing in the correct answers to the test in. "Okay, class, times up!" Mrs. Garrison yelled. About time, too. Tweek had just finished. Mrs. Garrison walks through the rows, picking up the papers. She (?) eyes your paper. "Ms. (L/n), this is unacceptable! You cannot just write 'potatoes' as every answer!" She says to you, making the class giggle. "Well, what else was I supposed to do? I didn't study!" You retorted, looking the teacher in the eyes. "Well, not this!" She shoves the paper in front of your face, like it wasn't obvious enough.

There's another thing to add to the list of bad things happening. The bell rings, signaling that it's time for switching classes. (Or whatever you do in fourth grade.) As you are walking from your locker, you're thinking to yourself. 'The only thing that can make this day worse is if my crush pops up out of no where.' (Awkward: What? I ran out of ideas.) "H-hey, (Y/n)! W-wait up!" You heard Tweek yell. 'Well, shit.' You turn around and see Tweek running over to you. "Hey, Tweek, what's up?" You say, smiling. "U-uh, you k-know, -GAH- th-the u-u-usual." He says, scratching the back of his neck and looking away. You could've sworn you saw a tint of pink on his cheek. "Is something going on? You seem extra awkward today!" You say, giggling. "No way, man! I-I just-" Just then you heard the bell ring. "I gotta go, Tweek. See you around!" You say, waving slightly, and walking off.

~~+Time Skip To After School!+~~

You walk home, silently thinking about all the shitty stuff that happened today. Your lucky that you quietly slipped past the 6th graders while walking home. Or you wouldn't be walking. You would be running. From them. As you approach your home, you notice a box on your doorstep. You walk up to it and examine it. You see that there was a Tweak Bros. Coffee label on it. You look around to see if anyone was around, then look back to see a note attached to it. It read:

'Hey, (Y/n), I decided to do something nice for you and got you this. Hope you like it.

- From Tweek'

Wait...

Tweek?...

You put down the note and heard a small noise come from the box. You open it to find a small grey kitten. It mews at you and you giggle. You pick up the box and bring it inside, with the kitten in it. You set down the box and pick up the kitten, bringing it to the couch where you sits down with him on your lap. You play with him for a while until you here knocking on the door. You set the kitten down and go to the door. You open the door to find Tweek standing there. "Hey, Tweek! What's up?" You say, almost oblivious to the fact of why he came to your house. "U-um, h-hey (Y-Y/n). I-I-I c-came to tell y-you s-something." He say, looking down and twiddling his thumbs. "Well, come inside and we can talk about it!" You open the door wide enough for him to come in. He walks in, awkwardly. This is strange, because he's been over plenty of times to be this fidgety at your house. He sits at the couch and looks over at the small kitten that is wobbly walking around on the couch. You sit next to him and pick up the kitten, setting it in your lap. "So, what is it you need to talk about?" You ask, looking at him. He looks at you with nervous eyes and gulps. He says, "U-u-uhh, w-well, I- um, I-I get nervous w-w-when I'm around you a-and my k-knees get shaking." He looks away, "I w-w-wanted to s-say this l-later b-but I-I just couldn't w-wait." He takes a deep breath, I-I love you!" You stare at him in shock. You wouldn't expect your life time crush to be spilling his feeling to you! "S-sorry i-if you don't l-like me a-anym-more. I'll u-understa-" Right then and there, you kiss him on the lips, 1/4 to shut him up and 3/4 because you got too excited. His eyes widen for a second before slowly closing his eyes and kissing back. After a moment, you break the kiss and stare at each other for a bit before hugging. "S-so, does this mean-" -Yes it does, Tweek, yes it does."

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Okay, well this is better than I expected. Hope you enjoyed it, even though it's a piece of shit!

Bye bye!~

~Awkward Hipster