and it's not really supposed to go with the music


time to dance // panic! at the disco

Of all the voices in my head

The loudest one is mine!

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Touch Me (M)

Originally posted by simondismydaddy

↳ Pt 1 (1/1)
Pairing: Fratboy Namjoon x Reader | College AU NSFW 18+
Count: 9152 words
Summary: You’re stressed and recovering from the pressure of exams when your friends dare you to sleep with awkward frat-boy Namjoon. They say he’s a dom in the sheets but all you see is a cluttered mess in the streets.

Namjoon is in your psychology class and he sits in the very middle of the lecture theatre, three seats left of yours. Sometimes you’d look up, prompt by a prickly sensation down your neck to catch the man, horn-rimmed glasses and chestnut disheveled hair staring straight at you, deep in thought.

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forgetmenotblues  asked:

Hi Wil, I just read Dead Trees, absolutely fantastic! Perfectly executed twist at the end, gave me shivers! It's been so inspiring to see you start writing, keep going with it, and now be able to read your story. Any plans to write any more?

Thank you very much. I’m supposed to be working finishing the first draft of a semi autobiographical novel right now, but I really want to write this other thing that’s more of a short story from a point of view that’s really interesting to me. 

So, of course, I’ve been messing around with Garageband, making ambient electronic music.

AU Masterlist

((All of the following have been collected))

Awkward Meetings

-I broke your nose in a mosh pit, sorry

-I hit you with my car and was the only one to visit you in the hospital, this is sort of awkward, are you okay?

-You’re getting chased by the police and you just jumped in my car and yelled drive, wtf man

-You just punched me in the face while gesturing wildly to a friend, your friend can’t stop laughing and I’m too shocked to respond to your apologies

-You laughed in a restaurant, but your laugh is really weird and I thought you were choking so I’m awkwardly humping you while attempting to perform the Heimlich maneuver and why this working isn’t, you’re just choking harder now this is awful

-We met on a Sunday morning, both doing our walk of shame

-I get really sick on roller-coasters and you are sitting in front of me, I’m so sorry

-You’re the bastard who keeps parking in front of my house and you just caught me drawing a dick on your window with a permanent marker… ugh, oops.

-I work at a department store and if you take out and unfold another fucking shirt and just leave it, I’m going to fucking shove it down your throat

-You broke into my apartment drunk thinking it was your friends place and I should call the cops by my cat likes you so????

-You’re my new dealer and you just friended me on Facebook and idk how to react to that

-You saw me reading the same book you are and now we are arguing about the motives of the antagonist

-This is a five-hour-long plane ride, we’re sitting together and you’re deathly afraid of flying.

-I got into a cab to find someone already inside

-You thought I was your friend/sister

-Holy shit, I’m in the wrong car.

-I was walking by a roller coaster and your shoe flew off and hit me in the head and now I’m on the floor trying not to fall unconscious.

-It’s 2am and I’m drunk and I need some salt for my fries and I know your awake so OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR

-You fell asleep on me in the subway and I should probably wake you up and it’s my stop next stop but it’s okay, I can always just catch the subway back…

-I know nothing about camping and all my friends left me at the site. -Please, help me, I think I just heard a bear

-This has been a shitty week and you just grabbed the last box of my favorite comfort food from the shelf, do you really want to fight me rn?

-We met in a movie theatre and now you’re clinging to me because you’re terrified and I’m okay with that because it means I get your popcorn.

-You had a party and I got really drunk and stole your microwave, so now I’m at your place and your super hungover so here, I made breakfast?



-The guy living below me has a really loud alarm clock that always wakes me up at the crack of dawn

I went to investigate a scream and found my neighbor standing on a chair to avoid a rat/mouse/cricket (etc.)

-My neighbor has a really squeaky bed and my bedroom is below theirs

-You keep stealing my doormat and HAH, I’ve got you this time thief!

-The apartment above me has left their tap on or something and water is leaking through my ceiling

-My neighbor’s sibling got the wrong house number and barged into my apartment on accident.

-My roommate keeps stealing my coffee so now I make extra

-You’re my new neighbor and wow man, you have some really weird habits.

-You’re my neighbor and you are stealing my Wi-Fi to watch porn and can you not?

-You locked yourself outside of your apartment and there’s a storm rolling in and I pity you so please come into my apartment I’ll make you hot chocolate?

-I heard you singing at 3 am and joined in and now you’re at my door and wtf mate I think your drunk but your voice is really nice so?

-I just set the fire alarm in our building off again… sorry. I know it’s like the fourth time this week…

You keep mowing your lawn when I’m trying to sleep and seriously FUCK YOU

-My new neighbor is really hot and wow I didn’t even like women until now? And now she is in the garden planting flowers in her bikini wow… I’m in too deep

-It’s 3 am and you’re blasting off classic rock at full volume and your music taste might be awesome but soME PEOPLE are trying to sLEEP

-We’ve never met but we shower at the same time and our showers are on opposite sides of the same apartment wall so sometimes we start duets?

-“You’re my roommate and it’s way past midnight and you’re talking about how Charles Dickens inspired prison reform and how the moon must feel insignificant because it borrows light from the sun and this is all very interesting but will you please shut up and go to sleep” AU.

-“We live next door to each other and I can see you through the window while you’re dancing to your iPod in your flannel pajamas and disheveled hair and God you’re a dork” AU
-My shower is broken because of some stupid mistake and I have to use the one in your room
-I’m a heavy sleeper and my alarm is so loud and obnoxious you have to wake me up in some way to switch it off
-Mutual hate for our stupid landlord/flat mate/neighbor
-I woke up form a nightmare screaming and you’ve rushed over from your apartment to try and calm me down and…you look really hot when you wear glasses and you’re almost naked



-I’m out walking and my dog started chasing your dog.

-My cat/dog ran away and you just found it but refuse to accept the reward.

-We are neighbors and your cat got my cat pregnant… so, wanna raise this little kitty family?

-My pet tarantula/snake (etc.) escaped and I forgot to warn the guy below me who is terrified of snakes/spiders

-I need you to pet sit my pet for a while and I forgot to mention it’s a snake, the mice are in the freezer. Thanks, bye

-My cat really hates you cat and that’s the third time this week I’ve had to pry them apart.

-My cat keeps breaking into your apartment and it ate all your plants… dinner to make up for it?

-My cat sneaked out on the balcony and into your open window and he has this habit of destroying furniture and pissing everywhere so I followed him inside and you came home earlier than I expected and found me in the middle of your living room and honestly I’m not a burglar

-Your dog likes me a thousand times better than she likes your partner and sorry not sorry I love this dog

-You were walking your dog when you found me passed out on a park bench and thank you for waking me up and buying coffee instead of stealing my wallet

-I know it’s cute, but we can’t keep it.

-Fun fact, I picked this up on my way home.

-You said you wanted something cute for your Birthday, but I have a feeling our definition of that word is vastly different.

-I reckon that you’ll be unable to let them go.

-We need to find its actual owner. Come on.

-Oh no, their eyes. My biggest weakness.

-Look at its little feet. I’m in love.

-I suppose we can have one, but I mean it. One.



-I’m on a bus and wow, you’re singing really loudly and everyone is giving you weird looks, hey bud, tone it down, also great choice in music

-You play Double Bass/Cello and I play 1st chair Violin and we keep making eye contact and damn your super cute.

-You play in an orchestra and I love these songs so much, plus you’re really cute. Shit man, you’ll never notice me in the huge crowd…

-Music is kinda illegal and my friend just died and apparently he wrote music and wow I want to know what it sounds like and to play it at his funeral but I don’t know how to. You’re a well-known music dealer, do you happen to understand these notes? Can you help me?

-I tried to act cool at this concert and I thought I was leaning on a wall but apparently it was a speaker and now it’s on the ground in pieces and everyone’s glaring at me… sorry?
-Your music choice is so bad but you’re undeniably, yet irritatingly cute when you bop your head along


-I’m a wizard and I just accidently appeared into your house. Oops.

-I died over 2000 years ago and you’ve been dead for like 2 hours, man, damn it now I have to explain this shit to you. Great.

-I’m immortal and you’re mortal and I don’t know how to explain this to you and soon enough you’re going to realise that I’m not aging… shiiittt

-You’re a Greek god and I’m the roman counterpart.

-I’m a ghost and you’re alive and I think I’m in love with you…. Fuck.

-You’re a faun and I’m a Satry

-I’m half demon and people often judge me based on my looks, but your blind and wow you actually like me?

-I’m a time traveler and I went back in time and wow I think I’m in love with you, fuck this isn’t good, I just faked being George Washington… wait what? George Washington doesn’t exist here? Shit… I actually am George Washington.

-I’m a writer and you’re my character and wtf how the heck did you just literally climb out of my first draft?

-I’m a werewolf but I don’t want to tell you because my wolf form might be that really small Chihuahua you keep mentioning you see when I go out…

-I’m an android and you’re a human and wow what is that warmth I feel when I see you?

-I’m a homesick telepath and you’re the poor soul who is receiving all these emotions, sorry

-Somehow I’m in your body and you’re in mine and shit man being this close to the ground is fucked up.

-I’m a genie and d you rubbed my lamp so congrats you get three wishes but you can’t seem to think of shit and why the fuck do I have to be stuck with you? Hurry up and think of some wishes okay?

-I was an awful angel and as punishment I have to be your guardian angel and wow your super cute and nice but I still hate you

-You keep having strange dreams that turn out to be us in a past life and you’re determined to fine me again but in this life I’m already dead.

-We live in the year 3090, you’re a scientist and I’m your assistant. Unfortunately and experiment goes wrong and I die. Now you’re trying to put my brain into a robot but it’s not the same

-I’m a vampire and I have a moment of weakness, you’re nearby and let’s just say it doesn’t end well

-I’m a dragon and you’re a really hot prince, that’s right, they locked up the wrong royalty.

-You’re a pirate and I’m a siren and woah… are you asexual? That’s so cool, hey wait, don’t go I just want to talk

-Your mirror is a doorway into my dimension and I can see everything….

-Listen I am genetically modified and you WILL let me hide in your house

-Ok, so I panicked and kissed this human so he wouldn’t drown. And I know you don’t want me to keep him, and we can’t let him leave if he knows about us mere people so what do you want to do?

-You’re actually a really friendly and chill vampire and at night you float around outside of my bedroom window to talk with me about the universe and stuff
-I’m sick so you make me chicken soup and I’m really grateful but I’ve also seen you read books on magical spells and potion-making so I’m not sure if I should drink your soup in case it turns me into a toad



-I just got partnered with you in dance class and I can’t dance for shit

-You’re my science lab partner and how the fuck did you just explode that beaker?

-I’m an art student and you just found my sketchbook and you’re going through it. Shit man can you give that back, I don’t care how good you think they are just don’t turn that page…

-You’re the school dork and I’m the school jock and fuck you can see where this is going

-We are the only two kids who ride this school bus, maybe we should carpool?

-I thought you were my roomies new boyfriend so I invited you in but you’re actually the RA of the dorm and now you think I want to have sex with you

-I accidently flooded the laundry room and you really need to do laundry

-You’re sitting in my seat in this lecture and who even are you? I’ve never seen you before… wait what, stop checking me out!

-We argued so much during a class discussion that we both got kicked out and we’re still arguing outside the class

-You left your USB in the library computer and I had to go through your files to figure out who you are and in the end I read the entirety of this book you’re working on and wow you’re really good?

-I’m a traditional painter who has to take a basic Photoshop class, you’re a graphic design major sitting next to me and getting sucked into helping me out because I’m so shitty at this

-My pottery bowl exploded in the kiln and I feel like a failure, you found me crying about it in the hallway and are now trying to comfort me and your sweater is really soft wow sorry

-You and your friends have been playing the penis game in the library for the last five minutes and none of you have gotten above a quiet yell and fuck it I’m trying to study over her so fuck you I’m going to put an end to this game by winning

-Romeo and Juliet of the math and English departments

-I want to get along with you roomie… but I like star wars… and you like star trek… this isn’t going to work.

-I usually talk to my friends through Morse code in class but… apparently you know Morse too… and now you know I think your butt is cute

-I got cursed and turned into an animal and taken to the shelter and now I’m being adopted by someone who is really hot OH FUCKING NO
-we’re in general bio discussion and the topic is meiosis and… uh… why is the graduate student instructor telling us that we’re going to act it out? And assigning us all chromosome

-You’re my roommate who’s super cute and it’s the middle of the night and you’re cramming for your exams in your flannel pajamas and disheveled hair and it’s becoming increasingly hard for me not to kiss you

-You’re an Art student and I’m an English major and you keep stealing the papers for my assignment to doodle and I would kill you but you’re really cute and hey that’s actually a really nice sketch

-You’re the perpetual frowner in class and one day as I’m answering the teacher I intentionally make a very cheesy pun and I can hear crickets but you’re laughing out loud and that makes me feel very much accomplished

-You’re the one in class who has tattoos all over their arms and piercings and everybody’s scared of you and one day I catch you watching cat videos and doodling in the middle of a lecture and wow you’re a dork

-I’m a fashion major and I’m working on my illustrations and maybe I’ve had too much coffee but I swear I just saw one of the mannequins move so here I am calling you in the middle of the night please help I’m scared

-You’re the health-conscious med student and I’m the chain-smoking art student who’s also your barista and you leave me notes on smoking and lung health on your napkins and also a 20-page essay on lung cancer tucked under you saucer

-It’s gym class and we’re playing volleyball and you spike really well and you manage to hit the ball square in my face and I think I’m bleeding and you’re apologizing profusely and it’s okay but you’re really cute so I guess I’ll take you up on that offer for coffee

-We have zero classes together but I see you at least five times a day what the fuck????

-I go on late night walks around campus and apparently you do too

-You work in the cafeteria on campus and I order the same thing every day so we keep making small talk and wow you actually seem pretty cool???

-You keep grabbing the biggest group study room but you never have a study group; I actually do have a group and I’m gonna give you a piece of my mind

-You work in the Starbucks on campus and picked up on my obscure reference/t-shirt from some obscure show/etc. and now I’m determined to talk to you about it

-We both went to grab the last ice cream and I’m insisting you take it but you’re insisting that I take it (added bonus: hey, why don’t we just share it?)

-We were on the same college tour

- It’s prime time for practice rooms and all of the good ones are taken except for that one – don’t you fucking dare, I will FIGHT you for it.

- I saw you sleeping on the couch in the lounge in the morning, but now it’s like 5 pm and you’re still here. Are you ok?

- Oh good an empty practice roo- HOLY SHIT. Why are you lying on the ground in a dark?!

- The theory professor makes no sense and you’re the star pupil. Teach me everything you know about theory and I will buy you anything you want from Starbucks. Grande. Venti. Frappuccino. Chai Tea Latte. You name it.

- I’m trying to study in the lounge and you’re blasting your music. I don’t care how much you love Mahler, have you ever heard of ear phones???

- I’m trying to schedule my recital, but you have the time/location I want. Ok, what do I have to sell you for that time slot/date?

- I agreed to help you with your music Ed video project and now you’re trying to teach me trumpet and my god I am terrible at this instrument.

- You’re really cute and I may have done more than three casual walk-bys of your practice room. I’m on my sixth walk-by when we make eye contact. Oh shit.

- I don’t know you, but you grabbed me to help with your audition videos and wow, you’re really good and attractive…Oh crap, stop the camera now?

- You’re in the orchestra and I’m in the choir. I’ve had a crush on you all semester. I’m pretty sure you’ve caught me staring at the violin section one to many times.

- Amidst all the Mozart, Beethoven, and Chopin I hear musical theatre?!?!?!!? I race out of my practice room and go on a mad hunt until I find you and oh my god you’re playing my favourite show let’s be friends!



Near Death Experiences

-Wow I was just in a fatal accident and who the hell are you? What is this I’m I dying? Wait no, I don’t want this, how do I get out of it? A deal you say, I’ll take it.

-You’re an executioner and I’m about to be executed but you can’t seem to run the guillotine, wait what, why are we running away, man you’re my favourite executioner

-Our plane/boat crashed and now it’s just us on this island.

-I just took a super dangerous job and you’re trying to talk me out of it, but we really need the money

-It’s the middle of a war and I’m on a ship that you’re ship just torpedoed. Now I’m a prisoner and wow why can’t I feel my legs. I’m not cooperating until I can feel them again. What the fuck do you mean I’m paralyzed?

-I’m addicted to ____ (drugs/alcohol etc.) and you found me in an alleyway due to after effects of my addiction (beat up, overdose etc.) and decide to take me in.

-I sold my soul to bring you back to life and I don’t have long left please make this time count


Mistaken and Secret Identities

-I’m a thief/hacker/murder and you’ve found out my identity and have been bugging me for days to take you on as your partner

-I’m a superhero and you want to be like me but in doing so become a supervillain, what do you mean you don’t understand why I’m punching you?

-I’m a superhero, you’re a supervillain, but we don’t know each other’s identities and we are actually best friends

-I’m runaway royalty and you’re a commoner, fuck I’m so screwed I need your help, I’ll explain later

-You think I’m a celebrity and you’re talking too much for me to explain I am definitely not… that dude. What was his name again?

-You’re a superhero and I’m your best friend and what the fuck man? Why the hell didn’t you tell me? If you had maybe I would be fucking caught with this stupid ass monologue-ing villain

-I have a very cute neighbor and very thin walls and one day I call you and err… your moans are very synchronized with my neighbor’s…

-I’m a superhero and you’re a supervillain and I saw you visiting kids at the children’s hospital and letting them act like they defeated you and now it’s really hard to punch you in the face


Profession Based

-Your my mailman and I can’t help but notice that you linger at my door slightly longer than you need to ever since you saw me that one time. Do you want to come inside?

-I’m a private detective and you’re my client and fuck man you’re in some deep shit

-You’re a protester and I’m a police officer. Seriously can you please calm down a little bit, this is my job not my beliefs.

-I’m a make-up artist/hair stylist and I you’re an actor/model and are you flirting or???

-You’re a celebrity and sorry mate, I have to take pictures to pay rent, and I know it’s invasive seriously, sorry

-You’re a store clerk and fuck, is that my ex? Can I please hide behind this counter?

-You’re a lifeguard at my kid’s swimming competition and I fell in the pool with all my clothes on and you awkwardly tried to save me even though I didn’t need it.

-You work at a pet store and I came in to look at tarantulas but somehow we lost the biggest one and its loose somewhere in the store and it really doesn’t help that you’re terrified of spiders

-I’m a firefighter and you started a fire in your kitchen but you’re still flirting with me even though you’re not wearing pants and I’m carrying you down a ladder. Stop complimenting my muscles for fucks sake

-We work at the same company and I kind of had a crush on you until I noticed that you’re the asshole stealing my lunch from the office fridge.

-I’m a firefighter and you live near the station I work at and we talk/flirt with each other a lot. One day me and my team get called to put out a fire and it’s your home ablaze. You don’t make it.

-I work at a fruit store and you come in almost every day and rearrange stuff on the shelves and then leave. Today you made the apples spell ‘call me’

-It’s 2am and I was just trying to get home but I left my sunroof open all day and now there’s a squirrel in my car and it scared me and I drove into a pole - stop laughing! You’re a cop, aren’t you supposed to be helping?

-You’re drunk and want my name tattooed on your ass.

-You always bring your dates to the restaurant I wait at and now you’re here alone… you okay mate?

-The manager says the only reason the restaurant where we work at is popular is because people enjoy eating while watching our relentless flirting with each other but I swear to God we’re not flirting???

-You and I are both baristas at a coffee shop and one day I step out of the café to take a break and walk in on you gleefully drawing phallic pictures on the chalkboard outside that no one pays attention to so what are you doing?


Teacher x Teacher

-The nice one who everybody loves with the grumpy and strict one that the students hate and the students wonder?????????how what the fuck. But later (not in school environment maybe by accident) the students (a group of them) see that the strict one isn’t really that strict and they love their partner

-The cool married teachers that talk about each other and everyone loves like one of them comes late to class and is like “sorry i’m late guys mx. [partner] is really sick and i wanted to be sure everything is alright” and the students spend 5 minutes fussing over the other teacher and asking questions about their wellbeing “ARE THEY DYING” “No Joey they’ve just caught a cold” [and trying to make this one forget about their class”

-two teachers that EVERYBODY ships like the students are trying to get them together, “Soo, Mx. A, Mx. B will have a concert tomorrow for the school and they need all the help and they asked me to tell you….so you can tell other students” “Mx. B didn’t tell me anything about it” “oh it was like, last moment thing you know. they didn’t have time. and like, they really need help.”

And the teacher is like “Thanks Johnson” and trying to be really cool but REALLY BEING NOT COOL OMG WHERE’S THE SQUAD OF DUCKLINGS TO HAVE AN EXCUSE TO GO AND HELP

and like other teachers shipping them too

“Mx. A you know about the prom. There’s a rule that the teachers must have some partners too” [dunno if it already is something like this, it is not in my country] “I did not know about this rule.” “Oh it’s very recent. So, you know, teachers are never alone and can be protected in case it’s necessary. I also heard that Mx. B has no partner.”


Like, science/maths teachers with art/languages teacher. Or stuff like this.

Talking about their subject passionately and the other not understanding shit but loving it anyway because they’re so fucking cute.

-We are both teachers and at the end of the year we compare how many gifts -we’ve received from student and you’ve won for the past three years

-RIVAL TEACHERS?????? Like here is your impossible love

-Teachers of the same subject in different schools fighting in competitions and shit

-Or teachers of the same subject talking passionately about their course. and praising each other.

-Teachers talking about their students, the bad ones and the cool ones

-LGBT teachers standing up for LGBT students and offering them support and helping them feel more at ease in this clusterfuck of school

-OTP 1 teacher/teacher and OTP 2 student/student

-OTP 2 being so thankful that OTP 1 exists. OTP 1 giving advice to OTP 2.


-Grading stuff together. Bringing each other food/beverages. Helping each other through all the stuff.



Old Friends

-I knew you in high school and I ran into you at a renaissance fair wearing full knight regalia

-I met you once when I was 12, we started a pen-pal relationship across the world and haven’t stopped even though we are a lot older now.

-You were my best friend when we were younger but your family moved to the other side of the world, and we haven’t talked in years. But now your back and wow how did you recognise me when I can’t even remember your name?


Fake Dating

-I hired you to be my date for a wedding but your super cute, maybe we cannot fake-date?

-I’m fake dating you to have someone to vent to on family gatherings while also pissing off my conservative uncle that I never liked and wow… have your eyes always been this nice?

-We’re both cosplayers and we somehow always manage to meet each other at cons dressed as a popular ship and people always want photos of us in compromising positions and so we always end up fake-dating the entire day but you’re actually really hot and I’m head over heels for you

-My friend dragged me to this party and I just saw my ex, quick make out with me, I’ll pay you.


Mutual Friends

-“Our mutual friend invites us to go shopping with them and it’s kind of awkward and now you’re pushing them around the mall in a shopping cart and you’re both screaming like excited children and I’m paying the cashier and pretending I don’t know either of you” AU.

-“Our mutual friend invites us for Thanksgiving dinner with their other friends and now there’s a full-fledged food fight going on with potatoes and turkey flying everywhere and we’re both seeking refuge under the table whilst sharing a bag of chips that you brought (just in case)” AU.

- It’s our mutual friend’s wedding and they keep shoving us into each other because we’re the only ones at the ceremony who are single

Smol and Tol

-you’re always making fun of my short legs well jokes on you sucker because you are failing so hard at this obstacles course with your giraffe limbs

-you can pout all you want, at the end of the day i win all the arguments because i can just pick you up and place you in a corner a sulk yourself tired

i really wanna knee you in the crotch right now but your crotch is too fucking high

-“how did you two meet?” “They tripped over me. While I standing.”

-man, i hate going out into huge crowds with you because i always lose you among all the children and i have to peruse through all of them to find you

-man, i love going out into huge crowds with you because you’re like a beacon sticking out and i’m basically never lost

-whenever i get too mad or frustrated or down you give me a piggyback and it’s embarrassing how much it calms me

-you’re so fantastic to cuddle because i can, like, hold all of you. no place misses out on my hugs, you get all the hug, the full hug,, all my love
-Tol likes to give Smol piggy backs wherever they go
-Smol tries to give Tol a piggy back and they both fall over and laugh
-Tol constantly gets asked out by random strangers at bars while Smol is mistaken as considerable younger and is never asked out so they’re always ready to fight the strangers off


-that stage kiss WAS NOT SCRIPTED WTF

- I’m the stage manager and you’re the cocky lead who won’t SHUT UP backstage PEOPLE CAN HEAR YOU

-for closing night bets you slipped me tongue during our stage kiss what the fuck do I do

-we’re not playing the romantic leads but everyone ships our characters and they keep making us take pictures together in costume (I kind of love it)

-we’re in the chorus together and you never know what the notes are so you have to stand impossibly close to me to listen and it just makes me mess up and I SWEAR TO GOD ARE YOU DOING THAT ON PURPOSE

-everyone in the show has to wear makeup I swear I will wrestle you into this chair if I have to

-oh my god you’re doing my makeup and you’re so close and I can’t breathe

-I may have learned your romantic lead’s part and then attempted to take them out the night of the show

-we made out in the light booth

-this is the first time I’ve seen you in costume and holy fuck how do you look so good in that



-You’re the cute and quiet customer that frequents the coffee shop where I’m a barista and also where my rival barista works and we’re both fighting for your attention in increasingly creative and inconspicuous ways (making foam art, writing cheesy pick-up lines on your napkin etc. etc.)

-You’re the jerk-face customer that keeps on thumbing through their phone while ordering their drink so I exact revenge by spelling your name wrong on your cup and drawing phallic pictures on your coffee

-You and I go out to a sushi bar and the sushi chef yells at you for being allergic to a particular kind of fish and now you’re crying and I’m trying to comfort you

-You and I are at a sushi restaurant and you’re continuously snagging sushi off the belt that I have to pay for and you don’t seem to be going to stop anytime soon but you look so cute when you’re eating with that smile on your face what the hell man

-We’re both strangers sitting in the same booth at an eatery because all the other booths are full and you’re drawing smiley faces on your plate with ketchup and wow your concentrated frown is cute

-I’ve been standing in line at the coffee shop for hours and you casually cut through for your drink but also buy me my favorite blend and now I’m not so sure what to make of you

-I’m a perpetual frowner and most certainly not a morning person and I work part-time at a breakfast bar and your disheveled hair and content smile as you eat my waffles and scrambled eggs is the only thing that can get me to smile

-I write a bad pick up line on your cup every time I’m your barista

-You’re the customer and you get back at me for all the times I’ve spelt your name wrong by mispronouncing my name in icreasingly horrible ways

-You’re really short and cute and you buy a cup of black coffee every morning but you make weird faces as you sip and you never finish your drink, are you trying to look mature or something?

-Should I be concerned about how much caffeine you’re taking in?


-Last words are on your skin instead of their first words so you don’t know your soulmate until you lose them
-People age until they reach 18 and then they stop aging until they meet their soul mate
-The song you get stuck in your head is the one your soulmate is singing (Bonus: when they meet, the one annoys the other by singing their most hated song)
-You only see colour when your touching your soulmate
-Necklaces given to you at birth of half a unique shape and your soulmate gets the other half
-Little bruises and cuts show up on your soulmate
-Stripe of your soulmates hair colour on your wrist
-Vision is shaded to the eye colour of your soul mate and is that why until you meet them
-You have a tattoo that tells you what they’re most passionate about
-Tattoo saying how old you and your soulmate will be when you meet
-You can see every colour except the one that’s your soul mates eye colour
-Soulmates name on one wrist and enemies name on the other


Fun Fair/Carnival

-Hey Miss/Mister you paid but forgot to take your cotton candy so here it is
-Both our kids are on a merry-go-round and are starting to fight over a particular pony would you be so kind to tell your kid to fuck off, my kid got here first
-You’re scared of roller coasters and friends are all on different rides and you look so miserable, let me buy you coffee
-I’m so sorry I split my milkshake all over you, can I make it up to you
-Excuse me sir, you need a pair to go on the roller coaster, any singles here?
-I’m sorry sir, we’re closing up you can’t go on this merry-go-round, bit fuck it, we’re the only ones here


-I’m blind and wow your voice is absolutely beautiful can you just keep talking? Forever? Please?

-My younger sibling is besties with your sibling and even though we hate each other I guess we’ve got to start hanging out a little

-We are both at a grocery store at am and you offered to arm wrestle me for the last box of cereal, it’s on!

-You’re sleeping on my best friend’s couch while your house is being renovated and you have really weird habits like attempting to sing opera in the shower and you keep eating all my Nutigrain

-We bump into each other every Friday at the supermarket to buy the same ice-cream and maybe we should eat it together?

-Our parents are dating and thank god I’m not the only one pissed off about this

-I decide to take a shortcut home that involves crawling through a really tight hole in a fence and I end up getting stuck and you just happened to pass by and now you’re laughing at me

-I took a bunch of free condoms from health services just because I could and they all fell out of my bag at once and now you’re staring at me weirdly

-We are trapped in a bank during a robbery

-Your country is trying to take over mine and I might be a little attracted to you and stop this it’s really hard to retaliate okay?

-I was on my balcony and you started loudly quoting Romeo and Juliet at me

-I ditch prom to attend a local poetry slam and you’re also there and I never really noticed what a cute smile you have and hey do you maybe want to bond over our mutual love for ‘Howl’???

-You’re new in town and you seem very intimidating but as it turns out you have an awful sense of direction even with a map and you’re actually adorkable so here let me help you

-It’s Valentine’s Day and I’m single and you want to cheer me up but you can’t cook nor bake to save your life so you make me hot chocolate instead and it is delicious and I think I love you???

-The mailman constantly mixes up your home address and mine together and keeps on sending me your letters and packages and I’m sorry I look through them but your life seems very interesting as well as those books on black magic in one of your packages so wanna talk about it over a cup of coffee?

-You’re going through my sketchbook and giving questioning looks and I swear to God I’m just a deranged artist and not a serial killer

- There’s a scrawny black cat in our neighborhood that hates everyone and everything but follows you around for some reason and I see you pet it and feed it fish fries are you a witch

-I work part-time as a cashier at the local corner store and you come here regularly to shop and bond with me over the microwavable chicken bites so how about I take you out on a proper date instead?

“I’m the owner of a magic shop and you discover my magics one day when you walk in on my cat flying around inside the shop on a broom and now I have to take you in as my apprentice or turn you into a toad

-“You’re a tea-lover yet you come to the coffee shop where I work at just to see my foam art and you give me hefty tips regularly so I’ve taken it upon myself to master the art of tea-making just for you

-You work at a fast food restaurant and as you hand me my food you lecture me for ruining my health what is this hypocrisy

-I went to museum to get some inspiration and then I saw you staring at one of the paintings in awe and wow you just noticed me drawing you and this is awkward

-You have no idea what personal space is and it’s really distracting when your face is two inches away from mine, what if I turn my head and accidentally kiss you
-You don’t like snuggling or a lot of touching but when you’re asleep you’re a cuddle for better or for worse
- I was eating chocolate and you came over and started kissing me, and so I finally offered you some and you say it tastes better like this


I find it really interesting how Henrik has made a skam playlist with songs that perfectly reflects Even’s character, since the only time the character’s music taste is relevant is when the character has its own season because the music is supposed to reflect the protagonist in the background music.

I mean the caption is “To Julie, From Henrik” like what is she going to do with that music huh?! I’m just saying. Even for season 4, confirmed.

actual things the signs have said to me
  • Aries: *talking about minion dildos* No way, capitalism is not goin in my ass
  • Taurus: HOW DO YOU LIVE YOUR HOUSE IS A FUCKING HOBBIT HOLE Jesus fucking Christ, anyway, do you have any popcorn or not because I brought some if you dont
  • Gemini: ALL of the fucks are gone apparently there are none in my wallet I cannot find them. be free my fucks
  • Cancer: ....Onions are like ogres... they make you cry? but how can we so unfairly judge ogres what if they're like shrek and they're just trying to lead a humble, honest life
  • Virgo: today I bought a shrek mask online because it was $2 and I had a gift card it's a little big though but it was on sale
  • Libra: I was with you even BEFORE conception sooooo obviously I'm not fake
  • Scorpio: ....And yeah so to sum it up, basically they were gonna have a knife fight over me and my dad said I couldn't go with boys anymore. I could've joined the knife fight and won tho
  • Sagittarius: there's an orange on the ceiling ! look ! why aren't you looking ? it's really up there haha!! JAY KAAAYYYYY is this what being dead feels like....can u feel death tho
  • Capricorn: these cheese balls don't even taste good tho? they're supposed to be premium brand I'm??? you know what fuck this I'm gonna move to Canada and become a lesbian and change my name to Lesley and only eat apples forever. im #DonE
  • Aquarius: that feel when your school plays dubstep wii music over the announcements for five minutes straight #goals

look, i just needed some fluff this week, and “Eliza as a stress baker” is a good headcannon. have a fox eating a cupcake for cheer.

Having a boyfriend who’s a fox faerie, Eliza decides, is not much different from having a large pet cat.

He watches intently as she cracks eggs into the mixer. She’s baking cupcakes for rehearsal tomorrow, since it seems likely to go over the usual two hours, and the surprise of baked goods will offset the sense of being trapped inside the theater building like the seventh circle of hell. Besides, if she’s baking, then she doesn’t have to think about the edits von Steuben sent back for her paper. Alexander offered to look them over for her, which is why he’s here, except something - the smell of butter, maybe, or the sound of the KitchenAid - distracted him. He cocks his head, whiskers twitching, as she pours in the vanilla extract.

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Hetalia Characters as Teachers (part 2)
  • Prussia: The really fun history teacher who does a lot of projects, and works really hard to make it so that his students aren't just reading from the textbook all the time. He's actually a pretty strict grader and doesn't let students get off task but he's so much fun that everyone still loves him.
  • Austria: The music teacher that only kids who are serious about music like. He totally plays favorites with the students who play their instruments the best and will definitely know, and give you a bad grade, if you didn't practice at home like you were supposed to.
  • Spain: The kind Spanish teacher whose class everyone wants to take because it's an easy A. There's a rumor going around that he helps you on quizzes and it's true--he just can't stand saying no when a student has a question.
  • Romano: The art teacher with a bad reputation. He's actually a good artist and only really yells at students when they don't try at all or are behaving badly, but kids take art because they want an easy class so they say he's an asshole.
  • Hungary: The history teacher who seems really nice at first but then turns out to actually be pretty strict. She's a good teacher, though, and her lessons are well organized and easy to understand. When you ask her for help she's really good at answering questions and she has really great study guides for all her tests.
  • Switzerland: The science teacher who tends to yell and discipline his students pretty severely, but who actually teaches really interestingly and doesn't grade that hard. Also, scary though he may act, he's shorter than a lot of his students.
  • Belarus: The super intense drama teacher who's really, well, overdramatic. Kids who like her say she teaches well and that they learn lots from her but she also gets called scary/crazy a lot. Somehow she manages to come off as intense and harsh even when she's giving a compliment.

anonymous asked:

What kind of music genres do each of you two like?

“Mainly rock for me. Like the sounds of the electric guitars, basses, and drumbeats. It’s good for when I just want to go for a cruise in either the Regalia or the Star of Lucis, or if I’m just hanging out with the guys, or just need to get some frustration out its good music to listen to. This might seem a bit weird too, but I really like listening to Luna’s piano playing. It’s comforting music after a rough day. I like piano music, and enjoy the sounds of stringed instruments too. I suppose maybe something kind of like orchestra-type music.”

“I am personally really fond of the piano/classical genre of music. I play a lot of piano myself, so that shouldn’t come as a surprise then. And every so often, I also really welcome the sound of soft pop music, preferably with a rather playful and fun beat to it. But my most favourite of genres is indeed the classical type. I absolutely enjoy waltzes as well. Dancing together with Noctis to my favorite waltz, is indeed, enjoyable.“

wanna chat? pt 7

on ao3

pt 1 | pt 2 | pt 3 | pt 4 | pt 5 | pt 6 | pt 7

“#but also we were thinking about adrinette chip discourse #it would be like #a 10k word chapter in wanna chat” @reyxa barely even asked buT HERE I AM

rey, @frostedpuffs, and @itsnotyou-itsmimi are arguing over salt and vinegar chips and i got dragged into the #chipdiscourse and here we are

i mean other stuff happens. but the discourse is the important thing here

its war. civil war.

(also salt and vinegar chips are gross)

10:24 AM

zoinks: fucking plot twist

jinkes!: go the FUCK back to sleep
i earned this sleep
and u need it 2
goodnight babe goddamn

zoinks: ok sheesh
ill go back to bed

jinkies!: thnx ily

1:25 PM

jinkies!: i feel alliIIIIIIVVVVEEEEEEEE

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I wasn’t ready {N.M Imagine}

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It sucks that you can’t see the future , had you known 6 months after you got married you’re husband would want “a break” from your marriage you wouldn’t have gone through with it.

Now here you are, 9 months later separated for 3.

You came home one day to some of his things gone and him waiting just to tell you he needed time away, to focus on work which probably really meant be around other women because how could you possibly be a distraction? You do nothing but support him.

Maybe people were right, he only married you because you had two kids together that weren’t planned.

Speaking of your kids, he hasn’t see them in 3 months either, you’ve been doing everything yourself, you barely get to see your kids since you’ve had to start working more to make sure you didn’t wind up homeless.

Your oldest, Lila is old enough to understand that something is going on and wants to know where daddy is, she’s almost 5, she’s seen her dad everyday her whole life then suddenly he’s gone.

She use to ask a lot of questions and always wanna call him before she went to bed, he answered for two weeks then just stopped.

Your youngest, Gracie is only a year old she really couldn’t careless about anything.

You scroll through your Twitter feed and as always there was a bunch of pictures of him, some old some new.

You can’t help but notice he took his ring off and well that hurt worse than the day he left.

You don’t understand what he’s doing, if he wants a divorce he should just say so and stop dragging you and your daughters along like this, it isn’t fair.

Your front door flies open and you hear “Lila don’t run!”

You and get up to greet your daughter “hey baby”

Seconds later Sam walks through your door with Gracie.

Grace loves Uncle Sam, you can understand why that’s he only “father” she’s known, he wasn’t very involved with Grace.

You sometime believe he didn’t want her, when you told him you were pregnant again his reaction just seemed…fake but you chose to ignore it.

You don’t think he didn’t love her or anything like that he just didn’t seem to be the same with grace as he was with Lila.

It sucks that both your girls look like their father, just another reminder of what could’ve been.

“So did you guys drive Uncle Sammy crazy today?” You tease knowing Lila can be quite the handful sometimes.

“Don’t they always” he puts Grace on the floor.

You laugh “Lila take your sister in the living room and go watch TV ok? Mommy will be right there but wait say goodbye to Uncle Sam”

“No mommy! I want him to stay”

“I know you like spending time with him but he has a life too baby”

“Hey, it’s fine I mean we all have to eat don’t we? Lets go out somewhere, when was the last time you left the house for fun y/n?”

You don’t even know the answer to that question.

“Come on mommy”

You give in because your daughter is your weakness can’t say no to her “Okay fine”

You thought when your husband disappeared all the people he had brought into your life would disappear too but they didn’t most of his friends still want relationships with your daughters and you really appreciate it but why cant they get their friends to see his own kids?

More unanswered questions to add to your list.

Hours later

You finally got your girls to leave Sam alone so he could go out and have fun instead of playing daddy to your children.

Now your girls are finally asleep so you can finally have time to yourself watch grown up TV.

but then your doorbell rings and scares the shit outta you.

You were gonna ignore it but then it rang a few more times and you didn’t want the girls to get up so you went to answer it.

You regretted it the minute you saw who it was.


“Are you fuckin Sam?” Is the first thing he says to you.

“What? No of course not” We’re still married.

Why are the girls always with him? You leaving them for your new boyfriend?”

“I don’t have a boyfriend okay? Will you please be quiet they’re asleep” the last thing you need is for Grace to wake up.

“He’s not their father”

“I know that, but I need help sometimes and you…y-you disappeared on us” you really hope you don’t start crying in front of him.

“I didn’t-”

“Don’t even, you did and you know it” now you were getting pissed how dare he try and say he didn’t disappear on his family, you didn’t care so much about you, it was your kids you cared about.

“You can’t replace me”

“I don’t wanna replace you but like I said I need help sometimes and he offers that’s it, why are you here? You know the girls go to bed around this time” he probably forgot.

“Needed to clear shit up”

“Well you did so you can go now, let me know ahead of time when you wanna see them” you wanted to bring up your marriage but you didn’t exactly know how.

“I don’t want you to be around Sam no more”

“You can’t tell me who I can and can’t be around”

“We’re married for fuck sake” did he just play the marriage card?

“Are we? I mean that never stopped you”

“I haven’t done anything y/n” why is he telling you this?

“Whatever its your business not mine”

“So you don’t care if I’m with someone else?”

You shrug “My opinion is irrelevant in this so called marriage so it doesn’t really matter does it?”

“I guess you’re still mad at me then”

“Are you kidding? I come home one day and all your stuff is gone and then you tell me you need space from me to focus on your music, when it was never a problem before then you go MIA for three months and I’m not suppose to be mad?”

“When you say it like that…”

“Look Nate if you want a divorce just say so”

“I don’t”

“So what the fuck kind of game are you playing? If you don’t want that why would you just cut me off like that and go out and party like you’re single?”

“Because y/n I wasn’t ready for marriage”

“So it was only because we have kids” that hurt.

“No, I love you I swear I just think maybe we could’ve waited a little longer”

“Why didn’t you just say so?” You would’ve waited a little longer if that’s what he wanted you would never force him to marry you if he wasn’t ready for it.

“I didn’t wanna hurt you”

“Too late” did he really think getting separated would’ve hurt worse then delaying your wedding?

“I know but this probably mean much to you but I am sorry, seeing you with Sam all the time and with my daughters I didn’t like how It felt” he confesses.

“Now you know how it feels”

“I can never make up for how I’ve hurt you with words but if you’ll let me I’d like to fix things, be back in your lives and the girls”

“You took your ring off…”

“Yes but I always have it with me, I didn’t feel like I deserved it anymore.” He takes the ring out of his pocket to show me.


“I get it if you need to think about it but if you’ll let me, I’d like to see the girls tomorrow”

You’d love to let him take the girls, they need to spend time with their dad but if you take him back, how do you know he won’t do this all over again?

“I’d love too Nate but…how do I know you won’t do this again in 3 more months? I can’t out my kids through that again and I wanna be married to someone who knows for sure they wanna be married to me”

“Y/n I swear on my career that love you and I wanna come back home, I did need the time away and I shouldn’t have cut you off like that”

“No you shouldn’t have”

“I’ve decided to take a break from releasing music and touring, so I can spend time with all three of my girls”

He must really be serious about this if he’s taking a break from his music.

“Okay, fine you can come home” you tell him finally.

“Really?” His face lights up.


He catches you off guard and kisses you and after a few seconds you kiss back, you probably shouldn’t have taken him back so easily but you can’t help it, you missed him and so did your kids.

“I’m sorry” he says again.

You sigh “I’m sure you are”

“I love you”

You’ve been waiting so long to hear him say that again.

“I…love you too”

Seconds later your moment was interrupted “daddy?”

You turn to see your oldest at the top of the stairs.

You turn back around to him “Duty calls”

He heads toward upstairs.

You hope you aren’t making a huge mistake


anonymous asked:

So, I have anxiety but it has gotten much better recently. I have decided that I'd like to try acid. What do you suggest for people with anxiety who are trying acid for the first time?

Haha my best advice I can give you is to be comfortable with the people around you and the place you’re in. (Outside is really cool) Also, if you’re at a stage in your life where something bad/traumatic has recently happened or you’re really stressed, I suggest passing on psychedelics until your mind is in a better place. Acid can be a very personal experience (especially the first time) & if you’re feeling good going into the trip, you’ll probably feel good the whole way through.

If you do start feeling anxious during the trip there’s a lot of stuff I’ve found to calm me down. Try moving to a different room, or focusing on one thing in particular, like a dim light, instead of everything all at once. Take a deep breath, and remind yourself that you’re on drugs and it’s not going to last forever. I find when I feel a bad trip coming on my muscles tense, so try and relax, get comfortable. Find something you like to do. Doing something creative, like drawing, usually helps me a lot. Another thing a friend told me he does is a reality check. Find something for all your senses, something you can see, something you can hear, something to touch, taste, smell. I guess its supposed to help with anxiety in general, but it really helps to ground you when you’re tripping. Also music can be a big factor with anxiety, I wouldn’t recommend listening to anything too intense (i.e. death metal) or with a fast beat, but maybe aim for something a bit more mellow like Floyd, the Doors, or Jethro Tull (cliche, I know, but it can make a difference lol)

Good luck my friend, hope that helps & happy tripping  ❤

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I was supposed to work on the music for my Dofus Contest entry, but I ended up reading nicolaswildes’ Zistopia AU….it took over my entire day hahahaha. And now I have a crush on three comfort vixens soooooo theres that. Its really really good, and if you’re a fan of Zootopia I suggest giving it a read.

Heres the song I wrote for the Foxglove triplets. I was going for an old timey,song with jazz roots, that was very smooth and sexy, but had an underlying hint of sophistication and thus, latin jazz fusion ; )

It nearly became sort of hip hoppy? but I decided against it since it didn’t really fit the sisters, or the time of the comic (despite hip hop making its rounds in the 70′s) I’ll post a scrap of that version too

also, here are some quick sketches I did toward the end hahaha

Just a musical fox with a crush, those headphones are really hard to wear with the collar….

in other news, my anxiety is acting up again….giving me weird heart flutters and generally freakin me out >.>; I could actually use some comfort vixens hahaha


aight aight here we go @asexualwhiskey​ [disclaimer: i have not been to a wedding in over 10 years. so.]

  • they get married in montreal in like. jacks parents backyard in late summer so the trees are starting to be all pretty and gorgeous but its not too cold out and its not extremely warm so its perfect
  • shitty is jacks best man and lardo is bittys best man as well. ransom and holster are the flowergirl and ringbearer respectively
  • jacks other groomsmen are members from his team (e.g. tater, snowy, and guy) and bitty’s are his frogs
  • the tadpoles are the ushers
  • the rehearsal is held in montreal at jacks parents house and because its a p small wedding bitty and suzanne cook a bunch of food and the rehearsal dinner is just a bunch of hockey bros sitting around jacks parent’s place and reminiscing and having a grand old time
  • they had their bachelor parties early and shitty had a great time planning jacks and lardo literally just took bitty to a bunch of clubs and got him trashed and they danced with many a person
  • so jack and bitty both want to have a p traditional wedding like they’re spicing some stuff up but for the most part its relatively standard
  • when they wake up they lay there for a bit and kiss and bitty almost starts crying bc he’s getting married and then jack ofc chirps him like “its not even the wedding and ur crying?” to which bitty hits him on the arm
  • lardo comes in right after that and grabs bitty with a salute to jack and literally just yanks bitty out of the room
  • 5 minutes later shitty barges in and he’s carrying jack’s suit with him
  • (jack and bitty are doing the whole “can’t see the other person until you’re walking down the aisle” thing)
  • so while jack starts getting ready (”shits i dont need ur help in putting on a tux?” “yes u do jack leT ME HELP U” “SHITS” sigh these two) bitty and lardo are getting ready on the other side of the house
  • they’re both doing black tuxes (even though bitty had joked about wearing a white wedding dress at times)
  • jack is literally not panicking at all he’s so okay with this he’s so happy and excited and ready to get married because bitty has been It for him since sophomore year and he is so happy he gets to spend the rest of his life with him
  • bitty… he’s not necessarily freaking about the marriage bit, but he keeps trying to scoot around lardo and run downstairs to make sure that everything is going off without a hitch? like he is completely okay with getting married bc lbr jacks everything he’s ever wanted and he cannot wait to be mr. eric zimmermann like he is SO HYPE for this he loves jack so much
  • (sidenote: these two losers are so in love its so gross im so happy they’re happy fuck)
  • but anyway bitty keeps having little panic attacks because?? what if the flowers aren’t what we ordered? what if the cake is too dry?? i should have cooked the cake lardo why did we order it?? (L: its ur wedding bits ur not cooking)
  • so lardo is basically running damage control and texting alicia and suzanne and reassuring bitty that everything is okay and going according to plan

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Eerie III

Originally posted by kai-tastrophe

//Chen x you 💙

Word count: 2,357

Sorry, small dick jokes ahead.

Part I IV

Have you ever hated somebody so much that when you see them from afar your pulse is already rising, rage settling in your guts? Have you ever met a person so annoying that at the moment this person opens their mouth you want to strangle them? Have you ever worked with the person that irks you so much that being in the same room with them makes you nauseous?

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roman holiday

an;; look…im not even sure what this one. i didn’t even proofread it and it might be riddled with spelling errors but i created something. enjoy and everything my lovelies.

“Lets run away” Simon proposes one day and Raphael opens his mouth to counter the statement. But then he sees the desperate look in his eyes hidden behind a small smile and he gives in.

“Alright then”

Simon smiles, and he can see the relief all over his face and realizes that he never wants to see him troubled and would do anything for him. The thought terrifies him but he pushes it down and ignores it with all his willpower.

The two of them sneak out in the dead night, Simon holding bags of food while Raphael holds the clothes and some cash. They wander around, and for the first time in their lives both of them are completely and hopelessly lost. Simon is about to suggest going back, that maybe it was a horrible idea he had but then Raphael stumbles upon an abandoned car. Its yellow and small and absolutely disgusting but Simon’s eyes light up at the sight of it. 

They manage to break into the car and as luck would have it, spare keys sneak out from underneath the seat. With a laugh Simon takes the drivers seat, Raphael next to him and they immediately start driving off.

Raphael complains the entire time and Simon teases him with laughter still itching to come out. Simon gets more relaxed the further they go and Raphael wonders what it was that Simon needed to get away from. But he shrugs of the thought because at the end of the day he doesn’t mind. He’d run away with Simon a million times in a million different lifetimes. The idea still scares him but as he watches Simon’s face reflect off the different city lights he thinks that maybe this was one scary thought he could get used to.

Eventually the calls come in and each one goes straight to voicemail. At night they play each one, laughing at some while growing solemn at others. Clary calls him, worry and panic lacing every word she says and after her is Izzy. Isabelle, just as concerned but she adds in that she trusts him and what hes doing but to please call them back so Clary can stop panicking. Alec sends them a ‘good luck’ text and Jace adds in saying to always be safe and wear protection. Simon smiles and he tucks away his phone, still with no reply to give to Clary.

Raphael doesn’t receive any phone calls thankfully. He gets a message from Magnus saying that Spain has wonderful food and gives him a list of restaurants to go to. A soft smile appears on the edges of his lips, as he realizes that Magnus would always understand him. Lily and Eliot send him concerned texts, and remind him to eat. Or at least Lily does. Eliot just sends him a winking emoji and for a second Raphael is unsure what it refers to before he looks up and sees Simon fumbling with the GPS for the millionth time. With a soft sigh he puts his phone back in the pocket of his jacket and wonders how he got himself such friends.

"This car is a rental, look” Raphael announces

He got bored with the driving so he decided to finally look around the ‘pathetic excuse of a car’. Opening one of the compartments his eyes skimmed over the papers of the rental agreement and he barks out a laugh before showing Simon.

“Someone actually rented out this car”

“Now I feel less bad about stealing it” Simon replies back

“Someone actually rented out this car”

“I heard you Raphael, I’m blind not deaf”

“I cannot believe someone was willing to pay money to rent out this car”

“We stole it, what does that say about us?”

"We were desperate and we’re running away. It is not the same thing” Raphael counters, not realizing how easy it was for him to go along with the idea of the two being an ‘us’

Simon rolls his eyes, and a part of him wonders when the two got so close with each other that they began to pick up small little quirks. He pushes the idea out of his head and keeps bickering with the boy beside him. At nightfall he finally stops and Raphael looks up. He glances around the city and with a shrug gets out of the car, waiting patiently for Simon.

Simon bites the inside of his lip nervously and it hits him all of a sudden that he is in charge. Raphael gave up the reigns to him and with a deep breath he walks into the heart of the city. People are bustling about, some are screaming while others are crying. The crowd is thick and worry sets into Simon until he feels a hand clasp into his own. He looks to see Raphael standing beside him, with an encouraging smile. 

Simon tenderly closes his own fingers around Raphael’s hands and the two slowly start walking. For a while they’re quiet, taking in the sights of a city they know will never be their home. Eventually the end up in a square alone, staring up at a large majestic fountain. Their still holding hands and the stars are filling up the night sky and it looks as if something straight out of a romcom. He tells Raphael so, who rolls his eyes and tells him that hes too much of a sap.

He laughs again, and he pulls his phone out. He forces Raphael to sit down in front of the fountain and they take a picture. He looks at it and sees the signature smirk Raphael has on while also holding up bunny ears behind him. He grins, and saves the photo as his wall screen before turning back and facing the boy.

Simon drags Raphael away with him again, and they walk around the city again this time with a bit more of a giddy Simon. He pauses at every store and looks in every window. Raphael can’t help but be happy, can’t help but enjoy the time with him until he spies a bookstore. An honest to God bookstore, one thats small and would normally go unnoticed by many people. He excitedly tugs on Simon’s hands who looks into the direction that Raphael is. Raphael starts walking towards the store with a new found energy, almost as if he was a little kid who just aw the candy. They enter, a bell singing, alerting their presence.

The store is empty, save the one worker there. She gives them both a polite nod before going into the backroom leaving the entire place to themselves. Raphael lets go of Simon, but he doesn’t mind. He stands against the door and watches Raphael brush his hands against the books. Many of them look old, with faded out ink but Raphael doesn’t think hes ever seen anything more gorgeous. He eventually stops and picks up a book and Simon can’t see what it is but he watches how gentle Raphael is with the work and his heart melts. It hits him how precious Raphael is. Behind the tough exterior he was a soft child who was forced to grow too soon, it dawns upon him. Raphael catches him looking and quickly glances back down, as if he was caught doing something secretive. 

After a while Raphael shuts the book carefully and places it back ever so gently. He turns around and Simon waits for the facade to turn on but Raphael continues to be soft. He wonders if he was starting to trust him, just a little bit, and it registers onto him that he wants to be the person Raphael trusts with everything. Moments pass and a silence draws out, although it isn’t terribly uncomfortable. Raphael seems to be at peace for the first time since Simon met him and he wonders if Raphael needed to run away too.

Finally Raphael thinks that hes able to leave and he makes his way to the door. Simon picks up a camera, an old one that prints out Polaroid pictures and quietly puts down a ten dollar bill for it. The two exit the store, Raphael turning back for one final look. Simon snaps a picture of the inside, just as the door shuts. They stand in front of the store and look around the unfamiliar area and instinctively Raphael reaches for Simon’s hand again.

They walk again on the street, taking pictures of anything that seems amusing or something worth remembering. Eventually they come to a stop in front of a small cafe still open and Raphael drags Simon into a building for the second time that night. 

The cafe is small, and Raphael can hear music playing in the back. Hes fairly certain that its violin but it doesn’t really matter to him. Simon stands in line and orders them food and for once Raphael lets him choose for him. They get their meal in a to-go bag and leave the cafe, going to explore the city again.

Somehow they wind up back in front of their car, most likely by chance since neither of them could remember which direction they were supposed to go in. Raphael settles into the drivers seat while Simon happily sits in the passenger seat, endlessly talking about the sights. Raphael starts up the car and they leave the city, going to no destination although Raphael thinks that he could get used to a life like this. The thought scares him but not as much as it would have before.

Simon eventually falls asleep and Raphael is content with the silence. Hes always appreciated the quiet, growing with five other siblings was loud and messy. His mind could keep him occupied for ages, and for the first time in a long while he allowed it to wander. Hours passed, and he started to remember all his responsibilities and work he left behind. A tight closing feeling crept over him and his breaths came out sharper, harder and abruptly he came to a stop on the side of the street. Simon stirred beside him, rubbing his head from the sudden impact his head had made to the dashboard. 

“Raphael? Wha-” 

Raphael opens his door and stumbles out. His vision was blurring, all the voices and sounds were fading away. Concerned, Simon comes out to his side and carefully touches him, only to be slapped away by his hands. Raphael fell to the ground with a thud, struggling to find air. It felt as if he was in a pool and the water kept pushing him down, drowning his soul.

“Raphael? Raphael look at me. Look at me”

He struggles to get away from whoever was touching him until he felt someone grasping his face and pulling it upwards with a gentle, determined force. Blinking he made out Simon and relief flooded him. Someone was pulling him out of the pool, someone was dragging him back to safety with soothing words.

“Raphael look at me. Whats wrong?”

Raphael shakes his head again, letting out a shaky breath. “Its…its too much” he whispered, tears falling from his face.

“Don’t focus on the world. Focus on me.” Simon kisses the top of his forehead and wiped way his tears. He held Raphael, whispering soothing words into his ear until Raphael could breath easier. His head was on Simon’s chest and the sun was starting to peak out of the clouds. Shades of range and pink stream into the dark sky, birds sung and sounds of the world came back into Raphael. Taking a deep breath he nodded, starting to sit up straight.

“You okay?”

Raphael nods and gets up, brushing the dirt off his clothes. Simon sat back into his seat while Raphael slipped back into the drivers position. He didn’t bring up the panic attack and Raphael was eternally grateful for it. Rather he talked endlessly on movies and tv shows until Raphael stopped at another town.

They both get out; the town wasn’t as busy as the city but there were people still wandering about. Simon grabs a hold of his camera and drapes it around his neck with a large smile on his face. The two walked along the streets and like before they stopped at nearly every store and looked inside every window. 

After some time they wind up in a park, one with a large field and both lay down. They lie down on opposite sides of each other, the tops of their heads touching. Laughing Simon comments that they looked as if they were a part of a romcom again and Raphael rolls his eyes and says that Simon thought everything they did was a part of a romcom. Simon grinned to himself, his eyes staring up at the blue sky. Clouds were lazily making their way across with some birds flying around. It was peaceful and he liked it.

“Why did you want to run away?” Raphael suddenly asks

“I don’t know” Simon answered truthfully “I needed to get away. Why did you agree to run away with me?”

Raphael was quiet for a moment, “I wanted to do something for once” he finally said

Simon wasn’t sure how to answer that so he picks up the camera and takes a picture of them. It wasn’t until later that he looked at it and abruptly realizes that Raphael had a soft smile on his face and he looked happy. His heart swells up, but he pushes away the feeling. Back at the car Simon writes the date on the back and props the picture onto the dashboard.

Raphael looks at it, his expression unreadable. Without a word, he puts his feet up, and turns to talk to Simon, who switched places to drive. The two talk for hours, and Raphael eventually falls asleep. Simon looks at him, all the worry and responsibility wiped from his face. He looks peaceful and happy, and Simon wants to live in the moment forever. But it breaks, and later on Raphael wakes up. 

They wind up in another city but this time they don’t explore. They both stretch their legs out in the car and watch the people run around. Simon creates backstories for all of them while Raphael tells stories of them. One girl, Madison Simon calls her, has two little brothers and two older sisters. Her parents are divorced and she is very kind. Shes also a superhero Raphael adds in, but one on a distant planet. Theres a secret signal that she gets and she runs off to another planet, maybe Jupiter and she saves the people there. Its absolute rubbish but theres a sense of calmness to it, but soon night falls. Raphael looks over at Simon and takes a second to appreciate the content feeling he has. Simon looks back at him and all of a sudden Raphael forgets how to breathe. Its terrifying, but in a good way, he notes. Their faces draw closer, noses just touching.

“Can I kiss you?” Raphael whispers, his eyes focusing in on his lips

Simon lets out a shaky yes and Raphael takes that as his go to signal. He reaches over and grabs a hold of the side of his face. They press in together and its awkward and their noses both are squished in and there is nothing thats beautiful about it but its still the best thing either of them have ever experienced.

When they part Simon laughs and says that they are definitely a part of a romcom and Raphael smirks not replying. Seconds pass and Raphael realizes that he wouldn’t mind being in a romcom with Simon, that he wouldn’t mind spending his days with no real destination and it terrifies him but he thinks that this was one terrifying experience he wouldn’t hate.