maybe it works now

Laser Tag Love: Luztoye Drabble

Writer’s block created this.

“Now Joe, maybe we could work something out?” George pleads weakly, warily eyeing his boyfriend’s mischievous smirk as he approaches him slowly.

“Don’t be afraid, Georgie. It’s only me.”

His voice is teasing and light, but layered with something evil that George doesn’t particularly like.

“Yeah, but you’ve got a gun. And you’re on the other team.”

Realizing he’s trapped as he backs up against the wall, George laughs nervously. The beeps and yells echoing around the laser tag course ring in George’s ears, his teammates too distracted to notice his urgent situation. Joe doesn’t stop closing in on him, his face, and more importantly, his gun, just inches away from George.

Something softens in Joe’s eyes, and he takes his hand off of his gun, slipping it back into the provided holster. “Hey, it’s just me. C'mere.”

Before George can process anything that’s happening, Joe’s mouth is on his, his body pressing him deeper into the wall. He’s blindsided, but in the best way.

“You’re one sneaky bastard,” George grins against Joe’s lips, earning a small chuckle from him.

“Yeah, yeah I am.”

Faster than George could even try to kiss him again, Toye whips out his gun and pulls the trigger, lighting up his boyfriend’s vest with an incriminating BEEP!

George’s jaw drops, and he stares blankly at Joe as he backs away, the smirk reappearing on his face.

“It’s only me, Georgie. Shouldn’t you have known?”

“Oh, you fucker,” George laughs menacingly. “You’re gonna fuckin’ die for this.”

Joe shrugs. “You’re not able to do anythin’.”

“Next round,” Luz hisses. “It’s on.”

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I always take a break in PoA right before peter escapes so I can forgive everyone for forgetting about petrificus totalus 

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The Song of Achilles + character posters:

A C H I L L E S 

“Prince Achilles, son of King Peleus and the goddess Thetis. Aristos Achaion!”

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Owari no Shipping Week: Day 4:  Happy / Smiles / Kisses

chu

shading? never heard of her

also i spent a considerable amount of time cursing under my breath trying to draw this im never drawing kisses again…. ok maybe i will but not any time soon bc wow that was difficult

A man enters an office supply store. He was a mere mortal seconds before, but as he passes through the door he becomes a customer. His superior gaze drifts across his domain and settles on the cashier. 

“Do you sell stamps?” he asks.

“Yes,” I say,” However-”

“I want one.”

However, we sell them only in sets of ten.”

“But I want one.”

“I’m sorry, Sir, but I can’t sell you a single stamp.”

“Can’t you just…” He (skillfully) mimicks the act of ripping apart paper. 

Clearly, I have never thought of this. My simple mind grapples with the idea. I realize I am dealing with a genius, and yet, I regretfully inform him, “Sorry. They come on stickersheets, and anyways, the barcode–”

“Well that’s just rubbish,” he informs me. He is right. I realize this now. His genius ignites a spark within me. 

“You are right,” I tell him as I take fifteen sheets of stamps into my hands and begin to tear them apart. I type 0,019 stamps and press a non-existent key on the register. I hold out a quarter of a stamp to the customer (with a smile), but he shakes his head (without a smile). I rip apart all the stamps I can find, desperate to please him, for he has gifted this humble store with his presence. From the pieces, I begin to assemble a perfect, custom-made stamp. It is worth exactly 66,66€. I single-handedly reprogramme not only my cash desk, but the entire system. It can now scan any stamp in (or out of) existence. It is raining stamps. I am smiling.

Two hours later, it is done. Beaming, and covered in the torn remains of hundreds of unfortunate stamps, I hold the perfect stamp out to The Customer. He accepts it. I rejoice. It might just be my high fever and blurry gaze, but I think the right corner of his mouth moved upwards for exactly half a second. I am blessed. 

He licks the stamp and slaps it onto a letter. He wants to lend a pen. I lend him a pen. When he is done, he holds the letter out to me expectantly. He does not say a word, my silent angel, but I can tell what he wants. Thus is our connection. There is nothing, I assure you, nothing I would have rather done than to accept his letter, on my knees, with tears of gratitude streaming down my cheeks… But alas: 

“I want to send the letter,” my dear customer finally says, after the silence has stretched into infinity and back.

“Oh, I’m sorry, Sir,” I say with a polite smile, brushing stamps off my shoulders, “We don’t accept mail. We only sell stamps.” 

After all, you can’t make exceptions to a well-established rule in the workplace. 

The customer doesn’t bat an eyelash. “That’s okay,” he says with a disarming smile. “I wouldn’t ask the impossible of you.” 

As he turns to walk away, a single tear rolls down my cheek. I wipe it off with a stamp that wears his majestic face, hand-stitched by me. 

I don’t tell him there’s a mailbox around the corner.

(That’s not my job.) 

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Are you calling the laws of this land dumb? - Tuffnut
You don’t like “dumb”? - Astrid
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… we could make quite the team. How’s that sound? - Alvin

I’m digging through my secondary school notebooks and omg these old story ideas were hype af and I wanna draw the characters from all of them

Sexting (Jimin smut)

Originally posted by minblush


Summary: On a lonely night, you decide to sign up for an anonymous sexting site. Of course you are matched with the notorious fuckboy you’re constantly trying to avoid. Park fucking Jimin.

Themes: Sexting, Fuckboy Jimin, College AU.

Pairing: You x Jimin

Word Count: 4k

This fic contains: Explicit and graphic depictions of smut, sex over the phone, swearing. 


ENTER USERNAME:

Cleopatra123

WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING FOR?

Male/Female

WHERE ARE YOU FROM?

I’d rather not say/enter here:

WHAT ARE YOU INTERESTED IN?

Decent conversation/making friends/finding a language buddy/other

PLEASE INDICATE YOUR AGE PREFERANCE:

19-24

CLICK ‘CHAT’ TO BE MATCHED WITH A PARTNER!

YOU HAVE BEEN MATCHED WITH ‘THOR562’.

THOR562: 21 years old- Seoul, South Korea- also interested in ‘other’.

WOULD YOU LIKE TO CHAT?

Yes/No

YOU ARE NOW IN A CHAT WITH THOR562, ENJOY!


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