Getting asked to prom

anonymous asked:

A teenage boy is getting ready to take his girlfriend to the prom. He goes to rent a tux, but there’s a long tux line at the shop and it takes forever. He has to get some flowers, so he heads over to the florist and there’s a huge flower line. He waits forever but gets the flowers. He heads out to rent a limo. There’s a large limo line at the rental office Finally, the day of the prom comes. She asks him to get her some punch, so he heads over to the punch table and there’s no punchline.

I am mad at myself for getting so invested in this and I am more mad at you for doing this to me

Becca is stuck in a loop of god dammits so I think she’s mad too lol

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Little Jeremy Heere headcanons I’ve been thinking of/writing

  • Jeremy has the wORST BRAIN TO MOUTH FILTER EVER (and when him are Michael are dating it KILLS Michael cause he just randomly blurts things and its like ‘dude wtf stop being sexy with what you say’ and Jeremy’s just all ‘I’m noT TRYING??? WTF’ (credit to @groovymutants for Michael’s reaction))
  • The absolute worst at remembering to eat (especially when he’s not feeling great)
  • Asked Michael to prom by getting them matching Player One and Player Two bowties as well as pacman chocolates 
  • Cannot do laundry to save his life he always lets everything pile up 
  • You know this boy has like 10 million star wars shirts and theyre all slightly different 
  • THE BIGGEST LITTLE SPOON YOU WILL EVER MEET 
  • When he first realized he was bi he was all ‘man if i could just date a dude who’s exactly like Michael that would be perfect’ ‘im gay, man’ ‘HOLY FUCK’
  • I feel like this dude would either be a computer science major or go into video game design (either the programming side or the art side I havent decided)
  • Totally stuck with theater bc you know that boy loves it
  • Is EXTREMELY easy to fluster like holy shit that boy goes red in a second 

I might make a part two when I think of more

[GOT7 as] Highschool Students

Mark: Sleeps in class. Gets 100% on the test. No one has heard him talk. Every girl wants a piece of him. Rumour has it he has a cute laugh. But no one has proof. Teachers let him skip presentations just because. 

Originally posted by nochuie

Jaebum: The hot bad boy. So done with this school. Just wants to graduate. Lowkey acts cute sometimes. Will never speak to you again if you point this out. Basically, owns the hallways. The best kisser around. 

Originally posted by queenwithcollars

Jackson: Fitness is number one. Basketball is lyfe. Sports. Pray to the kale God. Juice cleanse. Will start an organic club. Is the captain of every sports team. He lifts. 

Originally posted by suga-pills

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2015-2017

My, my! Look how we’ve grown. As cosplayers and as friends. *wipes a single tear from my eye* It was a magical day in the early spring of 2015.. I had gone to comic con because I didn’t get asked to Senior Prom. Allie ( @the-mischief-managed ) was excited because the ever so famous Lettherebedoodles was going to the con. I had no idea who that was. So as we were waiting by the Evermore booth, my dad was talking to TT’s parents, and they were like “TT should be along any minute”. In a whirl wind of movement a group of Attack on Titan cosplayers descended upon us. Allie was most excited to see the Hanji cosplayer, so I assumed that was Lettherebedoodles. Then I was like…. that’s TT??? They’re their kid??? So I “know” them??? But that means…. they’re EVILTT ON DEVIANTART?! And for the brief moment they were there, they were like HI FAN, BYE FAN, and ran away. 

Since then our friendship really started as both of us trying to weasel our way into each other’s lives. From me working at Evermore, to being in art class together. 

TT is such a loving, accepting force in my life. They have helped me see things from a perspective I’ve never seen before. TT is passionate in all that they do, whether it’s analyzing an argument or developing a whole world of make-believe. They are always kind: helping siblings write papers, driving when it’s not their favorite thing to do, laughing and smiling at everything, and especially making people feel comfortable and valid. Their empathy and compassion is out of this world. They feel everything, and they feel for everyone. If you are sad or mad or happy, they are there with you 100%. And they will 100% share their feelings with you as well. TT is outgoing, confident, and strong. So, so, so strong. Like they could punch me in the face and I would love it. I love seeing them in makeup, whether it’s Sirius or Ariel or gosh dang Mad Eye Moody. I love seeing them with no makeup. They are so truly beautiful to me. And I loooove that when I get that stupid anxious voice in my head that says “Oh gosh I did that tiny awful thing, they totally hate me” I can immediately say, “That’s so untrue that your nose should be a mile long right now”. It is such a blessing and comfort to have them in my life. And they need to recognize how amazing they are, imperfections (I know, hard to believe from a Deity on Earth) and all. I love you!

@asktheboywholived

@marvel, just saying, I’d totally be fine if Spiderman 2 was just a romantic comedy about Peter and Michelle. Like, don’t be afraid to hit us with all the cliches. For example:

1) MJ getting caught offguard by Peter asking her to prom and she has no idea how to respond to the situation without sassing him or saying something mean.

2) Peter having an “oh my god, I think I like-like you” moment and freaking out about it in front of Ned and Aunt May.

3) Ned getting caught in the middle of their romantic shenanigans. Ned tells Pete to just be honest with his feelings but Pete gives some BS reasons on why he can’t. And then MJ goes to Ned and says she likes Pete but makes Ned promise not to tell Pete. And Ned is just FUMING because his friends are such idiots.

4) Awkward dinner not-a-date (but it is a date) at the Parker apartment. And May is just smiling at her nephew the whole time because she knooowwwwss.

5) The obligatory miscommunication bullshit, where MJ thinks Peter isn’t interested in her and vice versa. Peter reluctantly accepts a prom invitation from Carlie Cooper (aka the Flash to MJ) while Michelle decides to skip prom entirely.

6) Ned gets the rest of the academic decathlon team to help him get the two back together. Even Flash helps because he likes the two of them together.

7) Awkward sex education advice from Aunt May. May even packs a condom into Peter’s Spider suit just in case because she wants to be a responsible aunt.

8) Montage of Peter and Michelle bonding and having fun in NYC. The montage ends with Peter swinging MJ around the city.

Of course, the movie still has to be a superhero film. So what I’m hoping Marvel does is that they twist some romcom cliches. Like maybe Carlie Cooper was Mysterio, Peter and MJ get kidnapped by Kraven the Hunter on the way to prom, or prom is attacked by whoever the main villain is.

But for the most part…romcom Spiderman please.

anonymous asked:

Can I get a hc of the losers first day of high school pretty pleaase?🖤

ok this is so cute?? i have no clue how the american school system works so uh if theres any mistakes I’m sorry lmao also i got carried away so this is a lot less specific than i intended but i hope its ok!

  • over the summer, mike decided to tell his granddad that as much as he loves him and the farm, he really wants a formal education
  • he’s skeptical at first but he sees how passionate mike is about it so he lets him do what he wants with his future
  • as long as mike still helps out on the farm on weekends and tries his absolute best
  • not that thats a problem, because mikey is so worried about letting his granddad down, and buying all the supplies was hell expensive and this boy is DETERMINED to pay him back
  • bev moved back to derry with some old family friends who offered to take her in after her aunt had a baby and was struggling with the two of them
  • losers high school reunion? is oN


  • so first day of school rolls around, and all seven losers get up early so they can cycle there together and see each other properly
  • they have like a whole fucking hour before class starts though, because eddie was so insistent that they could under nO CIRCUMSTANCES be late on their first day
  • so they sit outside while bev n richie share a cig for old times sake, and talk about everything and nothing 
  • and its like they’ve never been apart


  • bill worked on his stammer so much over the summer, and even tho he’s still got it, the confidence he gained just like RADIATES off him
  • and stan is like… wow. who’s this proud and gorgeous boy??? what the fuck. 
  • (he’s secretly whipped.)


  • stan’s about the same height as richie now and still as lanky 
  • but his curls have grown out a bit so they flop around his face a bit and cover some of his scars, and bill thinks he looks like a beautiful jewish angel
  • (he does not tell him this.)


  • ben grew a lot during the summer, so even though he’s still nice n chubby he’s a lot stronger now and looks far more intimidating 
  • (he’s still a massive soft nerd who listens to NKOTB and writes poems)


  • even tho bev’s only been gone like…two years, she looks so much more grown up and ben is fLOORED
  • she still wears the key necklace she’s had for years
  • but her hair has grown out to her shoulders 
  • and she’s swapped her grubby dungarees for perfectly tailored dresses and vintage shirts (adjusted and sewn herself)
  • and she just looks a bEAUTY


  • richie? exactly the fucking same. the first words outta his mouth are an inappropriate joke, and his glasses are still crooked as hell. 
  • to bev’s distress, he doesn’t seem to have developed a sense of style either
  • not that he even cARES because he’s uhhh fully in love with his new boyfriend eddie
  • (they finally got together on the squad-minus-bev camping trip over the summer)
  • when bev sees them holding hands? she’s not even surprised bc its about fucking tIME these morons grew some balls and asked each other out


  • eddie looks almost the same, except without the fanny packs.
  • (he still carries a first aid kit in his bag though he’s not stupid)
  • and he’s now fully embraced his aesthetic of Pastel Prince


  • ben and mike (the only two losers who’ve signed up to a fuck ton of electives and honours placements) finally head off to AP calculus
  • bev and bill go to their visual arts class, and stan, eddie and richie go to history. 
  • stan is nOT HAPPY because now he has to sit through these two being soppy and richie fucking about and he doesn’t even have bill with him
  • on their way to their next class, some asshole trips mike in the corridor and shouts some racist shit
  • mike is trying to quietly collect his things and walk away, because he knows damn well what will happen if he tries to retaliate against this dumb white kid
  • but soft nerd ben just steps right up to the guys face, and fucking stares him down.
  • mike knows ben wouldn’t hurt a fuckin fly but in the face of all 170lbs of him, the other twat just like… backs the hell away
  • mike and ben have an unbreakable bond after that, and are always lookin out for each other


  • private losers club lunch table? uh yeh i think so
  • eddie and stan bring their own packed lunches every day 
  • (so stan knows it’s kosher and eddie isn’t worried about food hygiene)
  • stan makes sure he sits next to bill on the first day and makes up some dumb excuse 
  • “no bill i can’T sit over there richie chews so loudly”
  • bill doesn’t mind one bit
  • eddie and richie are also sitting next to each other, bickering and hand holding under the table
  • bev is next to her partner in crime richie, showing him new wave punk bands he’ll like
  • ben is opposite bev, chatting about their time since she left derry
  • mike sits next to his new homeboy ben


  • mikey is so obessed with proving himself that he signs up for every elective he can, and does clubs most days
  • no one knows how he maintains a top 10% gpa on top of helping at the farm but when he aces his SATs in senior year everyone is so damn proud
  • he plays on the football team and sits on the student council with ben
  • as a senior, he founded the school’s Equality Programme, helping more POC and LGBT students reach their full potential 
  • bill joined the journalism club and by junior year he’s in charge of the school paper
  • stan spends a lot of time in the print room with bill because it’s quiet
  • he does a lot of the photography for the paper as well
  • but mostly it’s so he gets a chance to chat with him and chill out together
  • stan finally gets bev to help him ask bill to senior prom 
  • he makes a whole fake news article with cute photos he’s taken and slides it into his locker one day
  • (bill said yes)
Duty Calls

Being an intern on the Spider-Man: Homecoming set gets you into some interesting situations…

(2,250 words)

Warnings: mostly fluff with some smut at the end (oral-male receiving)

Originally posted by tom-hollcnd

When you got an internship with Marvel after your second year of college, you thought life was perfect. You’d be working with real directors, real publicists, and even real actors. You had been majoring in film production, and after especially impressing one of your professors, he put in a good word for you with some friends of his at Marvel. Before you knew it, you were on a plane to Atlanta to help with the new Spider-Man: Homecoming movie. You thought you’d be in the action—reviewing film, setting up interviews, sitting in on meetings. Little did you know, intern was basically codeword for errand girl. Every morning you woke up at five so you could get all of the directors and leads their coffee before they arrived on set, then going back to grab the orders for all of the extras and crew. You were constantly running paperwork and messages back and forth, making phone call after phone call. The only cool part was letting the actors know that they were needed back on set when they were in their trailers. Typically you just knocked on their doors and gave a little “Mr./Miss Whoever, you’re needed on set.” Which was normally followed by a “be right out!” Sometimes they even added your name on the end. It wasn’t much, but it meant a lot that they cared enough to remember your name, and whenever they passed you on set they’d be sure to thank you for coffee or whatever else you had done for them that day. You could never figure out why people tried to demonize movie stars. Either all of them were amazing people, or you were on the nicest set ever. 

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imagine peter trying to ask you out to prom...

[he would get so nervous at the mere sight of you.]

[the palm of his hands would begin to sweat profusely as he tried to form a coherent sentence while in your presence.]

[yet the moment you faced him and flash him a kind smile-]

[he would just run away and apologize for no reason.]

[weeks would pass and each time, peter would fail to ask you out to prom.]

[much to ned’s disappointment.]

[“dude! stop talking about her all the time! just ask her out already, you’re driving me insane!”]

[“but i can’t! she’s so pretty and i just can’t.”]

[ned then tells peter that this was no different from when he asked liz out to homecoming last year.]

[but peter admits that it IS different because he’s genuinely in love with you.]

[what he feels for you isn’t just a simple crush.]

[he likes you so much, but he’s so afraid of rejection that he just doesn’t tell you anything???]

[so one late evening, while peter is out patrolling the city as spiderman, he ends up saving you from being robbed.]

[he blushes red when you hold on to him, hugging him close with tears in your eyes.]

[he asks what’s wrong, and you tell him how you were upset that peter didn’t ask you to prom yet and how you planned to stay at home.]

[and now, peter feels the confidence coursing through him??]

[so he tells you not to worry before taking you home.]

[…but before he leaves, he lifts up his mask to reveal his lips, just so he could press a chaste kiss against your forehead while telling you “goodnight.”]

[because lets be real, peter is so weak™ when it comes to you??]

[so he rushes home, feeling much more confident than ever.]

[the next day, peter tries to ask you to prom once more…]

[and he sees the hopeful look in your eyes, the expression making you appear even more beautiful to him.]

[he ends up kissing you right then and there, unable to hide his long time crush on you.]

[and when he feels your smile against his lips, he knew that you wouldn’t reject him.]

["will you go to prom with me?”]

["of course ♡ it took you long enough to ask me, you dork.”]

Originally posted by hollandoakes

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Is there proms in their world ? Can they dance ? Will Peregrïn stop thinking about the pie she saw on the table when they arrived ? Is Khadgar suffocating in such clothes ? How long until they sneak up outside to sit on a roof to look at the sky and talk instead of dancing ?
So many questions. 

This is a long overdue suggested art x//D I’m so sorry for being so late to reply !!
Thank you for your patience and support and cute suggestion !!!

yoitssabrinee  asked:

Do you really think Prompto would love me the way I am? I mean I'm ugly as shit, I stutter a goddamn lot, and I don't even look great in whatever nice clothes I wear... I'm sorry you had to see me rambling my own self depreciation, it's been a long week and I know you're not in the best of situations either, so I'm really sorry...

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“Hey, you know… I used to feel worthless, too. Invisible and forgettable, just desperate to hold onto anybody that would like me in hopes they’d never leave me,” he fiddled with his gloves for a moment, his fingers tracing the strap that hid the barcode he could never erase. “It sucks. I don’t want anybody else feeling like I did.” He reached out and grabbed your hand. “So no matter how down you get, know that I’m always gonna be here to help you see what I see in you. Look!” He showed you his camera, filled with a bunch of candid photos you didn’t even know he had taken of you. “See her right there? That’s my girl. She’s the most beautiful girl I know, and I’m so lucky that I get to be the one to tell her that every day.” Leaning forward, he pressed a chaste kiss on your lips before grinning mischievously. “I’ll agree with you on your clothes, though; they look much better on my floor, babe.”

Jock!Scott playing with Isaac’s fingers whenever he has a panic attack because it calms him down

Jock!Scott cooing at Isaac and his bed head

Jock!Scott supporting Isaac at his Shakespeare performance

Jock!Scott crying when Isaacs character in said play dies because Mercutio deserved better dammit

Jock!Scott spoiling Isaac with flowers, food, kisses, etc. because of how simply exquisite his boyfriend is

Jock!Scott threatening Isaac’s bullies because if one more person shove his baby into a locker he will kill someone

Jock!Scott finding out that Isaac has REALLY sensitive nipples and that he can cum multiple times just from them being toyed with

Jock!Scott staring at Isaac with utter adoration as he rambles about how pineapples don’t belong on pizza because, “it’s the fucking law Scott! If I want fruit I’ll go eat a damn apple but I refuse to put it on my pizza!”

Jock!Scott pulling on Isaacs hair during sex because he absolutely loves it

Jock!Scott confessing that he used to write Isaac McCall on all of his notebooks in middle school because he thought Isaac had the prettiest eyes and smile and- oh my god mOM DON’T SHOW HIM

Jock!Scott drunkenly admitting that he wants Isaac to call him daddy

Jock!Scott slamming Isaac into a gym locker for an intense make out session when Isaac DOES call him daddy with those pretty eyelashes batting themselves at him fuck-

Jock!Scott getting all of his friends together to ask Isaac to prom by serenading him with the cheesiest One Direction songs ever made

Jock!Scott being the happiest boy in the world because he has Isaac Lahey by his side

anonymous asked:

Ooo congratulations on your new job! Since it's prom season... how about a promposal fic? I guess in Auradon's case it would be a ball-posal though! :) Congrats again!

Oh, how cute! I didn’t get back until much later than I planned, so I’m writing this while I’m tired, but it’s too cute!


Guilt was becoming a more familiar emotion the longer they were in Auradon and it was one of the few things that Mal hated about her new school. She had felt it when Ben was drugged into loving her, she felt it when she held Fairy Godmother’s wand in her hands, she felt it every time she looked at her mother, small and scaly in a tiny cage.

Looking at the pride and excitement on Jay’s face, Mal felt that dreaded guilt again.

“I’ve been working on this for two nights,” he boasted. “I’ve kept it hidden under my bed, Pup has no idea.”

Mal didn’t roll her eyes at Jay’s ridiculously sweet nickname for his boyfriend. He never made fun of the names Evie gave her, she could return the courtesy.

“Are you sure he’ll…like this, Jay?”

“What do you mean?”

A giant, bright poster, spanning nearly the width of the room, laid at their feet. Swirled, elegant lettering spelt out ‘Carlos De Vil, will you go to prom with me?’ while stickers and crudely hand-drawn cartoons decorated the edges.

Jay looked at her cautiously, as if Mal was about to tear him down as often as she use to. “I was gonna have the cheerleaders hold it up at-.”

“Hold it up at the end of the last game.” Mal finished. “You told me. You said you were going to make a crazy announcement and have the tourney team lift Carlos in the air for it all?”

“Yep.” Jay crossed his arms and grinned.

“But Carlos doesn’t… He doesn’t like being the center of attention, Jay.” Mal pushed. “It makes him uncomfortable and nervous.”

He made a face, a mix of surprise and confusion, as if Jay doesn’t understand how he didn’t consider that or how Mal remembered it before he did. Jay furrowed his brows. “I-I know that.” He said quickly. “I was gonna make it quick.”

“Are you sure you want to ask him like this? I know you mean well, but this might embarrass him.”

“No it won’t!” Jay clenched his fists. “The whole point of this is to show I’m not embarrassed of him!” Mal opened her mouth to speak, but thought better of it, waiting for Jay to continue. “I… I want Carlos to know that I… I like him and I don’t care who knows it.”

Mal considered his words, hand on hip. She ventured over to Jay’s bed and gestured for him to sit beside her. “Maybe Carlos just needs to know that you like him and that’s all. You don’t need to make a big deal of your relationship to the school for him to know that.”

“It was gonna be big and spectacular,” Jay pouted. “It was gonna be memorable.”

“How about just make it special for Carlos? He’s the only one you’re asking, not the whole school.”

Jay rested his chin on his hands. “I guess. All the Pup would really want is just for me to ask him in between classes or something,” he muttered.

Mal snickered. “You can make it a little more special than that. It’s not like your only options are to make a spectacle or to do nothing. It’ll still be nice to make it special.”

“Well what are you doing that’s so special?” A moment passed. “You don’t have anything planned, do you?”

“No.” Mal joined him, slouching forward to rest her chin on her hands. “I was just gonna ask her with flowers and chocolate but that’s too simple for E. I mean, she’ll love anything I do because she’s Evie. But I want her to really love it. Nothing is grand enough.”

“We should switch.”

“No thanks. Carlos is pretty, but not as pretty as Evie.”

Jay laughed and punched her shoulder. “I meant we should trade promposal ideas, not relationship partners.”

“That’s…not a bad idea, actually.” Mal sat straighter, finger to her lips in thought. “Can you get Carlos’ name off of that sign?”

“I was joking.”

It was Mal’s turn to punch his shoulder. “But it’s perfect. E would love a huge, crazy prom ask in front of the whole school. I already bought the choc- don’t give me that look. Yes, I bought them, not stole - I bought the chocolates already, you can have them if I can take your sign.”

Jay gave her a sideways look. “Flowers and chocolate… Well, maybe chocolate and a new tool kit would really make Carlos happy. He would love that actually.”

“Let me take a look at this sign,” Mal hopped off of the bed and knelt on the ground. “I could go over and re-do a lot of these pictures,” she traced Jay’s pencil sketches and looked up, “I can definitely improve this. Can you pull some favors with the tourney team for me?”

“Yeah. You scare the piss out of Chad and Ben is still sweet on you,” Jay snickered. “If you get Evie out on the field at the end of the game, I can hook you up with the megaphone.”

A grin took over Mal’s face. Her smiles were no longer mischievous and nasty, but genuine and excited; the reminder of the change in his friend brought a smile to Jay’s own face.

“This is gonna be perfect! E will love having everyone watch her get asked to prom and have the cheerleaders holding up signs for her,” Mal’s grin grew at the idea of surprise and happiness on her girlfriend’s face. This is exactly what Evie would want, she bloomed like the fairest flower under attention and would flourish being in front of the entire student body.

Mal stood quickly, reaching for the door and calling over her shoulder. “I’m going to run back to my room, I’ll bring the box of chocolates and some paint!”

Her guilt for ruining Jay’s grand promposal effort was forgotten and replaced with two new emotions: excitement and joy. True, Mal had never experienced those things before Auradon, but the reason for them had been with her for many years. Excitement and joy were found in expressive brown eyes and curly blue hair, in soft hands and a softer voice, in ridiculous nicknames and in kisses that left Mal breathless.

And Goodness, she was going to make asking Evie to prom as exciting and joyful as the princess herself.

Wrong Date

Prompt: Phil gets asked out for (English) prom and finds a blind date for Dan, but no one is really happy with this arrangement

Genre: angst with some fluffy smut at the end

Kinks: praise kink from Dan

Warnings: um… jealousy? faking straightness.

“Hey, um, Phil, I was wondering if you wanted to go to prom with me?”
Dan looked up from his algebra homework - due next period of course - just in time to see Hannah the Brunette (there were many Hannahs at his school) blushing down at Phil, who was currently sitting down letting Dan copy his homework. Both the boys’ eyes widened, but for Dan it was mostly outrage; Phil looked more surprised… like a pleasant kind of surprise‽
“I’d love to.” Phil replied with a smile on his face, and Dan felt his heart crack in two. He’d always known that Phil was straight and would never like him back, but he’d never had a girlfriend, or any interest in girls at all, which had made Dan feel at ease.
Until now.
“Great! You have my number, right?” Hannah had a massive smile on her face. Phil shook his head. “Snapchat?” Again, Phil looked apologetic. “Okay, messenger. I’ll text you the colour of my dress so your tie can match! Or is that too American? English prom is funny when all the traditions are supposed to be American.”
“No, that’s fine. Talk to you then!” Phil smiled at Hannah’s retreating back for several seconds before turning in his seat to talk to his best friend with a big smile. Dan had had his eyebrows raised and there was a painful lump in his throat, but he managed to keep a straight (well, nothing could make him straight) face.
“What was that about? I didn’t know you liked her. I didn’t even know you knew her?” Dan immediately asked. He tried his best not to sound accusatory but it was difficult when he actually felt like crying.
“Well, I don’t really, but I might as well give her a chance, right?” Phil replied, and Dan sighed inwardly. That was his Phil; too kind for his own good.
“You sure? She could turn out to be an axe murderer or something.” Phil laughed at Dan’s statement.
“I think I’ll be fine thanks, Dan. Good to know you have my best interests at heart.”
“Just don’t say I didn’t warn you!” Of course Dan would never actually sabotage Phil’s date, but it still hurt. Phil may have been his crush, but he was also Dan’s best friend, and he was afraid that having a girlfriend would ruin that. The two were, and had always been, inseparable and their healthy balance of things in common and polar opposites made them the ideal pair of close friends, and all Dan could ever hope for was that it would stay that way. He went back to his homework.

The next day at the same time Dan and Phil were in exactly the same position; though Dan was copying Phil’s Spanish homework this time. As Hannah was walking over to their desk, it was difficult to restrain from rolling his eyes, but somehow Dan managed. He gave himself a mental pat on the back.
“Phiiil,” she said, elongating the vowel. “Prom is coming up real soon, do you want to travel there together? As in walking, not like a limo or anything.”
“Um, I was going to go with Dan? It was sort of already arranged.” Phil said, and Dan felt a burst of warmth in his chest - and maybe a bit of smugness. Hannah’s eyes narrowed.
“Well we could make it a double date then! Me and you, plus Dan and…?” Hannah trailed of, looking at Dan expectantly.
“I haven’t got a date.” He explained, not ashamed but feeling like he should be.
“That’s fine! I can set you up with my friend Amy. You won’t know her, she goes to a different school, but she’s really pretty!” Hannah suggested enthusiastically.
“Oh no, that’s fine. I don’t want to force myself on her or anything.” Obviously he didn’t want to go, and he would do whatever he could to get out of this.
“As if, she’ll be totally okay with it! You guys will definitely hit off.”
“You should try it, Dan. Maybe put yourself out there?” Phil said, unknowingly stabbing his best friend right in the back. Not literally, but that was how it felt. And Dan couldn’t reach him telepathically at the moment, so there was no way of mentally screaming at his best friend to shut the hell up. Then again, he couldn’t say no to Phil, not when he was this excited.
“Okay then, sure! Let’s all meet at Phil’s? That would be easiest since he lives closest to the school.” Dan faked a bright tone, his words running away from him faster than he could think properly as he hastily dug himself out of the hole that was already threatening to cave in on him, leaving him buried forever. And probably dead.
Hannah eyed him suspiciously. “How do you know where Phil lives?” Jealous girlfriend alert. And they weren’t even dating properly!
“Me and Phil have known each other for years, and I’ve been on countless sleepovers at his house.” Why was Dan having to explain himself to Phil’s clingy girlfriend?
“Whatever.” She scoffed slightly. “Anyway, see you later Phil!” Dan’s chest loosened a bit once the tension in the air had walked away. He put his head down and resumed the homework, not wanting to talk to Phil.

Dan checked himself in a shop window for what seemed like the millionth time. His new suit looked good when he had bought the suit - alone, since Phil was probably shopping with Hannah - but now he was growing unsure. Another problem was that he didn’t know if he would like Amy, or if she’d even turn up. Dan wasn’t sure if he was gay or bisexual yet, for god’s sake. Nothing made sense any more, and he’d give anything to be back where he belonged, in his own bedroom playing videogames with Phil - his best friend Phil, not Hannah’s boyfriend Phil. Damn the bloody school for making such a big deal of events like these.
Stopping outside Phil’s front door, Dan took a moment to prepare himself. He had arrived early so he could actually talk to Phil before they would be interrupted, though he also braced himself in the off chance that Hannah could already be inside with Phil, doing something he’d rather not see.
So, instead of even trying the door to see if it was open or using his own set of keys, Dan rung the doorbell for the first time in twelve years.
Phil’s surprise was apparent when he opened as he opened the door, and he didn’t exactly look overjoyed. “I thought you we’re Hannah or Amy. Why did you ring?” His tone was almost worried. Dan only shrugged. “Come in anyway.” Phil attempted a warm smile but, for the first time, Phil’s smile wasn’t real, so it wasn’t contagious or reassuring or (hypothetical) ovary-exploding. It wasn’t… Phil.
“What’s up?” Dan tried but failed to sound less-cringy than he would when meeting someone new.
“Nothing, ‘cept I’m nervous of course. You?” Even Phil was sounding awkward now.
“Same I guess. Not sure about this whole blind-date-thing. Or the thing about me leaving the house to go to a social event, with people and dancing.”
“Well that’s something I can relate to. It’s not exactly our scene, is it?”
“It’s never too late to back out, I guess?” Dan tried.
“It kind of is, since it’s not just us. We can’t let Amy and Hannah down, can we? It just wouldn’t be fair.”
Dan sighed. “If you say so.” The girls were still winning Phil over, and they weren’t even here yet.
Just then, the doorbell rang. “Coming!” Phil yelled down the stairs. “Do I look okay?” he asked Dan, sounding nervous.
Dan brushed Phil’s jet black fringe into place, and then nodded. He took a step back when he remembered he was mad at Phil for valuing his prom date and her friend more than his best friend of almost thirteen years. “You should go and let them in.” Phil seemed frozen to the spot, with nerves, perhaps. Once he’d gathered his senses Phil finally went downstairs to greet his girlfriend. Dan followed.
Hannah was standing right in the doorway, the perfect spot to give Phil a big hug as soon as he opened the door. Amy was hidden behind her while Hannah hogged the spotlight.
“Hiya Phil, do you like my dress? It took me ages to pick out.” It certainly was a lovely dress, strapless, red and figure-hugging. Not too much chest or leg space were being shown, and though she was amazingly proportioned in terms of figure, it just wasn’t to Dan’s taste. “Oh, and Dan, this is Amy.” She moved to the side slightly to present her friend.
Amy seemed much more down Dan’s alley. Pale skin and a slender body, she had bright blue eyes (though not as pretty as Phil’s, Dan thought) and darker brown hair with hints of red dyed into it. It would have looked better dyed black. The dress she was wearing was cute though, black with a green and red comic-styled pattern on the skirt and tank, the sticking-out skirt nearly reaching her knees but enough above them to look cool. She also had opaque black tights and strappy heels.
“Hi Amy,” Dan smiled politely at his blind date and offered out his hand for her to shake. She took it, and he could tell she was trying to seem as confident as her bubbly friend, probably to make a good impression. “Nice to meet you.”
“Likewise.” Amy replied, her voice soft and lacking the masculine deepness that Dan much preferred.
“Let’s get going then!” Hannah chirped happily, latching onto Phil’s arm and somehow nudging Amy to copy at the same time. She seemed to ignore this and Dan was content with that.
The four ambled along the road somewhat awkwardly - at least Dan definitely felt awkward. Hannah did all the talking for them, Phil and Amy sometimes replying, though Dan stayed completely silent. It had taken him a while to open up to Phil in the first place, all those years ago. What if things were never the same again? What if Phil decided Hannah was better company, and left Dan in the side lines? What if he and Hannah stayed together way into their old ages, and Dan never got Phil alone any more?
Dan continued to shrink into the shadows until they got to the school gym. Phil and Hannah went off to go and get a drink, leaving Dan and Amy alone.
“So, um, what do you like to do?” Amy asked, grabbing herself the nearest drink and taking a big gulp.
Dan felt like a rabbit caught in headlights. “Um, playing video games?” Amy’s blue eyes lit up.
“Me too! What’s your favourite?”
“Um, I really like Portal.” Dan named a random video game he and Phil liked playing sometimes.
“Have you played Portal Co-Op?” Dan nodded. “Same, it’s my favourite one. Me and Toni play it all the time.”
“Who’s Toni?”
“Oh, just a friend.” Amy looked wistful for a moment. “Look, I’m really sorry but I don’t think I’m really interested in guys.”
Dan felt as if a whole weight was being lifted off his chest. “Oh thank god. I wasn’t really looking forward to telling you that I’m only interested in guys.” He wasn’t quite sure what prompted him to say that, he wasn’t planning on deciding on his sexuality and coming out to his date on the worst night of his life.
“Seriously? That is so strange! What a coincidence.” Amy exclaimed happily.
“Wait, why are you on a blind date with a guy then?” Dan asked. Was Hannah really that inconsiderate?
Amy bit her lip. “I’m not actually out to Hannah. Or anyone, to be honest. You’re the first person I’ve told.”
Dan chuckled inwardly. “Same.” The two grew quiet, then Dan asked. “So, do you like, LIKE Hannah?”
“Oh, no, no. She’s so straight she doesn’t need a ruler. She’s actually, um, my step sister. Technically, at least. We don’t live together or anything, but she’s older so she’s always trying to help me be more like her, which obviously I’m not.” Amy paused for breath. “Also, there’s, um, someone else I’m kinda interested in.”
“Spill!” Dan felt like he was talking to Phil again. “Who do you like?”
“You don’t even know them.” Amy insisted. At Dan’s crossed arms, she tried again. “I’ll tell you if you tell me.”
Dan was aghast. “No! You can’t do that to me.” Amy crossed her arms, imitating Dan. “God, you’re insufferable. You have to go first.”
Amy laughed. “I think I know anyway. Mine’s my mate Toni. We’ve been friends for years and I’ve never been brave enough to ask their sexuality.”
“Have they ever dated someone while you knew them?”
Amy shook her head sadly. “I’m in the dark. Now you have to tell me who you like.” Dan’s cheeks flushed pink and he looked at his hands, which were resting on his lap, as if they were the most interesting thing in the world. “It’s Phil isn’t it?” Dan looked up. “It’s obvious. I’m surprised that even Hannah hasn’t noticed yet. She’ll probably figure it out sometime tonight. Then he’s all yours.”
“But he probably doesn’t even like me!” Dan burst out.
Eyes were rolled at Dan. “Have you even seen the way he looks at you? Forget crushing, he’s completely in love with you. And you love him, don’t you?”
“Okay, I do, I love him. And if you’re sure -”
“Which I am.” Amy interrupted.
“Fine then. You have to ask Toni out. At least ask their sexuality.”
“I can’t just do that!”
“Then neither can I.” Dan replied stubbornly.
Amy sighed. “Fiiine, I’ll ask. But if the world ends, I blame you.”
Suddenly, Hannah came thundering into view. “Amy, get your stuff. We’re going.”
“Why? What’s wrong?” Dan asked.
“None of your business, jerk.”
“Hannah, seriously, what’s up?” Amy jumped in before Dan could reply.
Hannah huffed. “You’re beloved Phil was leading me on. He refused to kiss me, then told me he 'wasn’t really into me’. What an asshole!”
Amy flashed a sneaky grin at Phil. “I’m sorry Hannah, you’re right. Can you get my coat from the classroom?” She nodded, and stomped out of the gym. “Dan, here. Write your number in my phone, and let’s keep in touch.” Dan did as he was told and when he gave Amy her phone back, she hugged him. “Thank you for being such a great date.”
“See ya.” He smiled as she left to find Hannah.
Minutes later he found Phil, not looking particularly bothered about this whole situation.
“Oh hey Dan.” Phil smiled. “Having a good time?”
Dan nodded. “Where’s Hannah?”
“I think you were right.” Phil looked sheepish.
“She’s an axe murderer?”
Phil laughed at that. “No, but well, I didn’t really like her. I was just being nice. But then she tried to kiss me, and I realised there was someone… something wrong.” Phil looked embarrassed. “How’s it going with Amy?”
Smiling, Dan said, “Great, actually. We’ve exchanged numbers and everything. Shame she doesn’t actually date guys.”
“What?” Phil looked like he was surprised, ashamed and hopeful all at the same time. That look gave Dan courage.
“Yeah. I guess opposites attract though, cos I’m gay.” He hadn’t meant to be that blunt, but it seemed to do the trick as something snapped in Phil, and he grabbed Dan by his tie to pull him in and press their lips together. Dan gasped into the kiss, then wrapped his arms around Phil’s neck. Luckily, the two both always seemed to end up in corners away from everyone else, so Phil pushed Dan up against a wall, wrapping his arms around his waist and biting his bottom lip gently. Dan gasped again, this time granting access for Phil’s tongue to collide with Dan. The intrusion was unfamiliar, but much better than had ever imagined before. Also, Dan was trying very hard not to grind up against Phil, constantly reminding himself that this was not a dream. When Phil finally pulled away for breath, Dan actually whined at the loss of contact. “Shit.” He whispered breathily.
Phil laughed nervously. “I probably should have asked to do that.” Dan pecked Phil’s lips then rested their foreheads together. A few people nearby were giggling, so Dan closed his eyes and blocked them out. Phil was the one and only important thing in his life right now.
“You can do that whenever you like.” Dan grinned.
“Good then.” Phil wrapped his arms around Dan again, this time for a hug. A big, bone-crunching, full of love hug later, and Phil was grabbing Dan’s hand and leading him outside. Once the cold night air had replaced their blushes for goosebumps, Dan and Phil made their way back to Phil’s house. Dan used his own set of keys to open the door, and the two of them were very happy to find themselves in an empty house. Grinning, Dan initiated their next snog the very second they got into Phil’s room, pushing him back onto the bed and straddling him. They kissed passionately and desperately, both needing to release all the pent-up frustration they had kept for all those years. Phil grinded up on Dan, and they moaned together.
“Do you want to go all the way?” Dan asked. He wasn’t entirely sure he was ready.
Phil pulled away from Dan so that he could think straigh- properly. “Not yet. Maybe we could just use our hands for now?” When Dan nodded, Phil busied him with his lips once more, followed with groping of Dan’s ass. He moaned at the feeling, grinding into Phil’s thigh.
“You’re so beautiful Dan.” Phil whispered in Dan’s ear. He became weak at his knees and felt a big rush of arousal spread through his whole body. Phil must have noticed this, and connected some dots, climbing on top of Dan and praising him again. “Are you going to be a good boy for me baby? Will you come for me?” Dan moaned so loud the people still in the gym could have heard it, and came abruptly after that. “Was that good for you, sweetheart?” Phil panted. He was still hard, and Dan noticed, rolling on to again and shoving his hand down Phil’s dress pants. Phil’s mouth gaped open at the feeling and Dan almost became hard again, but all too soon Phil was coming, the white liquid all over Dan’s hand.
Both boys had sticky underwear, but neither minded. Instead, they curled up together on the bed, peeling off their trousers gingerly. Phil left the embrace to get each of them a clean pair of underwear, and they averted their eyes politely when they changed. But then, long overdue, Dan and Phil wrapped themselves in each others arms and fell asleep, together.