Summary: Isaac ((Y/N)’s current boyfriend) meets (Y/N)’s ex boyfriend and really doesn’t like him all that much.
I close my locker after grabbing out the folders that I needed to do homework in tonight. I was already over school and it was the first day.
“Hey there” I jumped as I heard the voice.
“Oh my god. Oliver?!” I squeal and hug him. “I haven’t seen you in like… 3 years?” He hugged me back and we laughed of pure joy. “What are you doing here?”
“I thought I’d come and give my girl a visit” He winked.
“What was that, buddy?” I turned around and saw Isaac with his arms crossed and a slight glare on his face.
“Oh, uh Oliver. This is Isaac- “
“Her boyfriend” He says and sarcastically smiles at Oliver before unwrapping him arms and swinging one around my shoulder. He pulls me in close to his side and I can feel his heart beat and his muscles tensing.
“Nice to meet you, Isaac. I’m Oliver.” Oliver sticks out a hand ready to shake Isaac’s but gets no response.
“Yeah, I know who you are. Look, whatever you and (Y/N) had in the past; its over and she’s with me now.” Oliver giggles at Isaac.
“Mate, you’ve got no idea. I’ll catch you later (Y/N)”. Oliver smiles and walks away.
“What is wrong with you?!” I turn to Isaac and slap him on the arm softly.
“I’m sorry, did you want him flirting with you?” Isaac glared at me. I broke out into a laugh which only angered him more. “Oh, come on (Y/N). He called you ‘his girl’. And he kept looking you up and down!”
“Oh, did he now?” Isaac rolled his eyes and began to walk off until I grabbed his arm and pulled him back. “Isaac. He’s gay. That’s why we broke up. He likes guys. He was probably looking you up and down - which I may have to tell him off about. Only I can do that.” I smirk and wrap my arms around his neck and lean in for a kiss. “I’ll catch you later then. Pick me up at 8?” I winked as I walked off. Gosh he’s an idiot… but I love him anyway.
This ones a little shorter than usual. I thought that I’d done a few serious imagines so it was time for a more light hearted one. And who better than Daniel Sharman who I actually met around this time last year! Such a kind and funny dude. I was giggling just thinking about him doing this. If anyone wants to ask me about my experience hanging out with him just hmu. He’s a bit of a dork if I’m honest ahahaha xx
They went to a fair and they won a stuffed Koala and got icecream and cotton candy.
I have this hc that Usnavi is to nervous to ask Vanessa on actual dates for the first few months and Vanessa has to make all the moves. Sometimes Usnavi will mention wanting to do something with Vanessa to Sonny. Sonny shoots Vanessa a text like “Hey Navi, wants to go to see that new movie can you ask him? Hes an idiot.”
A/N: So I actually know nothing about baseball, but I’m trash for Kim Jonghyun so look at where we are now,,,,,anyways, ty @smols-n-tols for helping me with figuring out if baseball jerseys are a thing or not, @heochannies for giving me the idea, and @onibugi-jr bc why not tag you in some jonghyun content?
Pairing: NU’EST’s JR x Reader
Genre: Fluff, Baseball!AU, Friends to Lovers!AU
Word Count: Roughly 2k 1k
Summary: You hate baseball, ever since the concussion of 3rd grade, you’ve hated it. However, it just so happened to be your best friend’s favorite sport, and when he makes the team, you’re forced to go to his game. However, maybe baseball won’t be that bad….
What the heck did you just hecking say about me, you little jerk? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I’m the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the heck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my hecking words. You think you can get away with saying that shoot to me over the Internet? Think again, meanie-face. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, mudpie. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re hecking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable booty off the face of the continent, you little snot. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your hecking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you gosh darn idiot. I will poop fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re hecking dead, kiddo.
Reader decides it’s best to go outside for some fresh air.
This is the second part of a pick your own story i’m try second part Dean version part one is here
Reader X Dean
Standing up I look at the door and slowly head toward it still dizzy. I open it the cool misty air quickly rushing around me. I smile feeling better already. I walk out and close the door. Holding the side of the building I take a deep breath feeling my stomach doing flips.
“Darlin’, you alright?” Asks a familiar voice making me look up to see Dean standing there. Judging by his wet hair he has been out here for a while most likely packing the car.
“Mmmhmm I’m okay.”
“Lair.” He says patting Baby’s hood it only a few feet from me.
“Come sit down I got some food should still be warm.” He says going to the front seat pulling out a white paper bag.
“Well warmish.” He says digging in it and handing me a breakfast burrito.
“You really know how to treat a lady.” I say smiling and taking it from him.
are the requests open? im not sure, im sorry if they're not !! + but can you write a scenario where kuroo is teasing his female crush but she eventually cries when he hit a really sensitive spot and she's just so embarrassed because she knows he doesn't mean it but she just can't hold it in,,
Kuroo just couldn’t resist the urge to open his mouth and spout a witty comment at her, the prospect of seeing her cheeks turn crimson, her brow furrow and her cute mouth morph into a pout was way too tempting, she just looked so adorable when she was annoyed and usually, Kuroo’s constant teasing didn’t really bother her, she was a big girl and could take a few jokes from her classmate, especially because she knew it was just his nature, he was Kuroo, the master of provocation, plus most of the time she was able to tease him back and she always enjoyed seeing his eyes widen in surprise and excitement when she had a particularly good comeback.
But this time was different, this time what he’d said had hit right at the core of her insecurities, she knew he didn’t mean to do any harm, she knew Kuroo was not a guy who’d make fun of her, she knew she shouldn’t take his comment too seriously, but it still hurt. A pang settled in her chest, he cheeks felt hot and tears started forming in her eyes, her expression changing from her cute pout to a hurt look. She could see Kuroo immediately understood what she was feeling because his usual shit-eating grin disappeared from his face, a concerned look taking its place. “Oh, fu…” he mumbled, not really knowing what to say as tears began rolling down her face, “nononononono, please don’t cry, I didn-gosh, I’m such an idiot.”
Funny thing is she felt like an idiot too. She hid her face in her hands, feeling too ashamed to look at him in the eye, the little scene was starting to get the attention of their fellow classmates, it didn’t help that Kuroo kept mumbling apology after apology, trying to make her feel better but miserably failing at it, “I didn’t mean it, I-I think you’re wonderful, I-I’m so sorry.”
Oh god! Why couldn’t the earth just swallow her already?!
“Please,”she managed to say between her involuntary sobs and hiccups, “sto-p, it’s not your fault, I’m being silly,” of course it was just her being stupid, Kuroo had never meant to cause any harm. He had no idea how much time she had spent thinking crap about herself, for Kuroo it was just a minor thing he could use to get her a bit riled up, this was all her fault. Her mortification only made her cry even more violently, she wanted to apologize and make sure he knew it wasn’t his fault but the knot in her throat made it impossible for her to utter a single word.
A hand wrapped around her wrist gently, suddenly she was being pulled out of their classroom, she didn’t look up until they stop in a secluded area of the school yard, Kuroo’s face looked serious, his hand reached into his pocket, “are you all right?” He asked, giving her a tender look and a pack of tissues he fished out of his pocket.
“Yeah, thanks,” she whispered, not being able to say anything else because even though the knot in her throat had loosened up a bit, it still hadn’t completely gone away. She moved her gaze from his face to the ground, embarrassed by the little scene she’d just made and the sudden realization that her nose was running like crazy.
“No, you’re not,” his voice was warm and soothing, and warmth filled her chest when he wrapped his arms around her, holding her in a tight hug, “I’m here for you whenever you need someone to talk to.”
Rating: General Audiences Word Count: 5750 Co-written by:syl-writes-stuff Summary: @skimmingsurfaces sent me a prompt: “‘I keep calling the IT center because you seem really cute’ au because Wirt and technology fails and he would so keep calling Dipper because Dipper is insanely cute.” I filled the prompt <3
“Thank you for calling Mystery Tech. For your awareness, this phone call may be recorded for quality assurance purposes. My name is Tyrone. How can I help you today?”
“Um. Right. H-hi. I don’t-” There was a gusty sigh. “My little brother got me a laptop, and I have no idea what I’m doing.”
Tech support laughed. “Okay, no problem. Is there something specific that you’re trying to do?”
“I- Oh, no. Wait. Hold on. He can’t know I called tech support.” The caller’s voice was muffled. “I’m coming, Greg! Just give me five minutes!” Pause. “No, I know exactly what I’m doing and absolutely don’t need your help!” There was another pause before his voice became clear again. “I have no idea what I’m doing, and I need your help.”