i like how many exclaimation points he uses

glasses [ ab x r ]

fandom : Dear Evan Hansen

 by :  Summer

pairing : Alana Beck x Reader

summary : In which you are there for Alana the day she got her glasses.

 word count : 1738

warnings : cussing, ooc writing,,, ugh sorry.., mentions of sexual content (ofc bcus jared kinKMAN)

a / n : Sorry, this is a really bad and pointless fluff. I feel so self conscious about this one, like after those last two fics, this is going to be a total let down. eh. I’m begging y’all for more Alana fics, I just love her so much I swear. Any sort of support is sincerely respected: liking, commenting, reblogging, following, anything! Constructive criticism is always appreciated :) Thanks for reading, I love you.

“Alana!” you smiled cheerfully, meeting your girlfriend by her locker.

“Hey!” she pulled you into a quick hug, “What brings you here?”

You feigned offense, “What? I can’t just meet up with the love of my life whenever?”

She rolled her eyes and pressed a soft kiss on your cheek, “Oh, remind me after school I want to tell you about something.”

“Sure thing, you wanna walk back to my place then and we can hang out there?”

“That works perfectly,” she gave you a wide grin.

You took a moment to admire her. Every inch of her long locks of dark hair, coiled in small sections that bounced with her every step. The way she circled her thumb over the metal button of her jacket. How her magenta skirt swirled slightly when she swayed her hips. Her soft, full, kissable lips-

“Look, it’s high school’s gayest couple!”

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One Time

Ashton Irwin - One Shot

A/N: So I was inspired by the song One Time by Marian Hill, I don’t know if you’ve heard it before, but the lyrics were just too good to pass up on. xx

You sat at the end of the nearly empty bar, slowly sipping on your glass of red wine. You’ve had a shit week, everything that could’ve gone wrong, did go wrong, and now all you wanted was to be left alone to unwind. So far you hadn’t been that lucky, two people had already approached you attempting to ‘buy you a drink’, using terrible pick up lines that are sure to give you nightmares.

“Excuse me,” A voice asks from behind you. Here we go again, you think, turning around to look at the tall curly man trying to get your attention, “I’ve noticed you sitting alone all night, do you mind if I sit with you?”

“I’m not good company tonight,” You tell him seriously, just wanting to be left alone.

“Maybe I could cheer you up,” He smiles, sitting on the empty stool on your right, “I won’t be annoying I promise.”

“Fine, whatever,” You sigh, signaling the bartender to bring you another glass, “But I don’t dance and I’m buying my own drinks.”

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it’s gonna be forever

pairing: bokuto/akaashi
summary: saw you there and i thought, ‘oh, my god, look at that face. you look like my next mistake’
note: ao3; for camila; i wanted to write you something happy to cheer you up, and, well, who’s happier than bokuto? :)

Three years, and he was still the tallest player from the team. At least, he could pretend it was so as long as he made sure to always stay on the opposite end of the room from both Onaga and Washio. But that was just as good, he decided, because life was too short to get hung up on the technicalities.

Bokuto looked out at his former teammates and grinned broadly. This reunion was already off to a very good start.

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