Trenderman X Reader- 7 Minutes in Heaven
You secretly peaked into the hat, to make sure you didn't get anybody to crazy. The tips of your fingers traced around a pair of glasses with no lenses. People with glasses weren't so bad so you chose the empty frames. Splendor was slightly suspicious of you from the 1 minute it took for you to actually pick something. You had to shake off a red hanker chiff which clung to the inside of the frames. To your surprise you held a pair of Hipster glasses in your hands.
"_____ I do hope your not sensitive about your fashion" Splendor said with a laughing tone in his voice, you placed the once trending glasses on your face.
"Whatever Splendy as long as you don't drown me in the mainstream" You joked, Splendor laughed and BEN looked appalled. Oh wait BEN drowned, you hid the smile on your face.
"Did I just here a Hipster joke?!" A voice offended and prissy in tone said very loudly, A Slender being or what you thought was a Slender being stomped over to you, His outfit was rather stylish, a brown vest with a simple button-up shirt and brown pants.
"Um" You squinted, wondering if there really was a Slender being dressed as stylish as him.
"Oh honey who does your wardrobe, zombies? I mean look at this shirt!" he pulled on your Black veil Brides shirt, stretching the design. You cursed yourself for thinking people with hipster glasses were nice and tolerant.
"Hey! This shirt was 20 bucks!" You raised your voice like his holding onto his wrists, he snorted and let go. He struck you as the kind of guy everyone wants to smack. He crossed his arms, and looked up and away from you.
"Time for the closet" Splendor chimed into your death glare you had locked on Trenderman, who else could he be? The one who hated crocs and was going to complain the whole time you were in there. This most defiantly would not be fun. He stuck his nose up in the air and walked into the closet. Splendor shrugged, tapping your back. You took the hint and calmly went into the closet. Splendor had an expressionless face upon closing the door, only to shoot a glare at Trenderman at the last moment.
"I don't like the dark" Here he goes. It wasn't very dark but dark enough you couldn't see your own hand in front of your face. And of course Trenderman was going to complain about something stupid.
"I really don't c- What are you doing" Your tone changed suddenly, he was hugging you. Strange. His hands travel down to the hem of your shirt, there was silence between you. You had to relax the muscles in your shoulders, his grip on your shirt tightened. With great force he pulled your shirt up and over your arms and head, you covered yourself. Blushing you covered your chest.
"I hated this thing, I hate the pants too" He started to un-button your pants, you swatted his hands away. That shirt was one of your favorites and these pants were very comfortable and he was being way to judgmental.
"Don't take off my pants! And give me my shirt!" you yelled, you had the feeling this was going to be a battle at the wills. Both of your hands got tangled in a war over the button on your jeans, he was invading your privacy. You managed to bat his hands away and re-button your pants.
"Whooo go Trendy!" A drunken man yelled.
"Offenderman silence yourself!" Splendorman scolded him.
"Noooooooo-" Offendy got slapped, it must have been hard because you heard it in the closet. Putting your hands out in front of you, you search frantically in the darkness for your shirt. You felt Trenderman, he was soft and a bit less slender than the others. His long fingered hands groped your chest, he gave them a squeeze.
"Get your hands off my boobs" You growled grabbing his vest. He pressed his forehead firmly against yours, pushing you back against the wall.
"You felt me up first" He teased, this guy was annoying. A growl radiated from you, his cold hands on you were creating goosebumps on your skin. You shifted feeling uncomfortable, why was he so difficult? Silence was all that you heard. You leaned in closer, he did the same. Your lips brushed for a brief moment before the door flew open, you still didn't have a shirt on.
"O-oh my" Splendorman's face turned pink, he covered his mouth. Titling his hat down and looking away. Trenderman threw your shirt at you and picked you up by your waist, BEN started whistling. With a red face you covered your chest the best you possibly which was just you clutching your shirt against your chest.
"We have a fashion emergency here, to my studio!" He yelled pointing a finger upwards, everyone faded out for a moment. An extremely decorated and fashionable designer's studio formed, there were racks upon rack of the most interest fashions. He set you down placing his hands on your shoulders.
"Let's get you into something more comfortable" He whispered with a small giggle.
Your Birthday suit ewe teehee I decided to do him anyways
Don't touch my side unless you want to lose your hand. *snapping at the offending and cold hand*
oh COME ON F THIS! -transforms into a Panther- NOT HAPPENING! i like my style truth fully, though ill SEE what you have in mind.. -growls lightly-
Omg like comment if u read it in trendys voice
I kept using the sassiest most feminine voice ever when Trendy spoke...Is that bad?? XD
WARNING! Carry on reading! Or you will die, even if you only looked at the word warning! Once there was a little girl called Clarissa, she was ten-years-old and she lived in a mental hospital, because she killed her mom and her dad. She got so bad she went to kill all the staff in the hospital so the More-government decided that best idea was to get rid of her so they set up a special room to kill her, as humane as possible but it went wrong the machine they were using went wrong. And she sat there in agony for hours until she died. Now every week on the day of her death she returns to the person that reads this letter, on a Monday night at 12:00 a.m. She creeps into your room and kills you slowly, by cutting you and watching you bleed to death. Now send this to ten other pictures on this one site, and she will haunt someone else who doesn't. This isn't fake. apparently, if you copy and paste this to ten comments in the next ten minutes you will have the best day of your life tomorrow.You will either get kissed or asked out, if you break this chain u will see a little dead girl in you
i really hate chain mail
i really hate chain mail
oh wow I love this story it was wired but funny kind of
out of everybody i love trenderman
im pretty sure hes not into girls
Ok, this is just offensive. I mean, you can make fun of me, you can make fun of my personality but my style, I'm send a bitch to hell...
actually i'm really good with fashion so we'd get along great!!!!
my fashion is terrible so idk x3
Eek... I'm scared of him! Hold me Masky! No not like that you a**!
I'm scared hold me EJ!!!! Help!!!! And no not like THAT u perv!!!!!!
i can just imagine his voice! i must have like a gayish tone to it, but he must like girls... OH he could be Bisexual!
Well done my friend, well done! Usually these bore me half to death but this one was actually entertaining!
THIS IS AWESOME!!!!
I love BVB.. I have one of their shirts! ^^
Go Trendy!!!! *Wolf whistle* Hahaha!
I wonder what would happen if Trender met Kanaya
how come this is not on the list?
Trenderman Has Designed A Few Dresses For Me And I Have To Say I Enjoy Being In His Presence.
(I'm just guessing because each first letter was capitalized, was that suppose to be Kanaya saying that?)
Me: what dah WHATTTT
Me before reading:This should be interesting....
Me after reading:That was... Very... Interesting.... 0.o
My best friend gave me that shirt!! It's more likely since I don't like the BVB.
more <3 Trendy is the best outta the slenders with Splendy coming second xD
XD god your profile pic XD
no no no no
NO ONE TALKS BAD ABOUT MAH PRECIOUS BVB!!!!!
I fthat were me, I'd get up in his face and say, GIVE ME BACK MY FUCKING SHIRt., and when he did,I'd storm out of there.