here's a prompt where instead of neil getting hurt in a game, it's andrew
this turned into fluff????? mark this down on the calendar, guys, because I never turn angst into fluff at least not like this
Neil isn’t on the court when it happens, so he sees every second. It’s not the first time a team got it in their heads that the way to win the game was to sacrifice a striker in order to take down Andrew. But it’s the first time they’ve decided to sacrifice two strikers and a defensive dealer.
Andrew gets the ball out of the goal and then braces for the impact of the striker. If it had ended there, Andrew would have been fine, brick house that he is. But the other striker, in a blatant foul, rams into Andrew as well, and then the fucking defensive dealer piles on as well. Whistles blow and the buzzer goes off, calling the game to a halt as red cards are thrown and the referees make their way onto the field.
Neil is on his feet and running without remembering to tell his body to move. Wymack and the referees try to stop him, but Neil ducks and shoves past them. The other players are already on their feet, but Andrew is still on his back, racquet laying a foot from his extended hand.
I just picked up a babysitting job on the east side of town. I
don’t want to use anyone’s real names for fear of repercussion, so for
the sake of this post, we’ll call the girl whom I’m supposed to be
I had my interview yesterday and immediately
afterword, I was offered the job. I didn’t even get to meet Abby before
she handed me an offer letter.
She insisted that I not read or
sign the offer letter there, but instead take it home and consider the
contents there, so that’s precisely what I did, and precisely why I’m
posting this. I’ve typed the offer letter and posted it below.
To Whom It May Concern:
letter is in response to your query about the babysitting position of
Abigail Yates, age six. If you have received this letter, you have met a
series of undisclosed qualifications by the mother of Abigail: Miss
Signature of acknowledgement of the terms below
is vital for employment. Any breach of these terms will result in
· Abigail is not to be touched – no matter how much she cries.
Abigail is to be fed each hour in her bedroom, precisely on the
hour, except between two and four in the morning, during which time
Abigail is not to be communicated with or sought after.
The employee authorizes and provides Abigail and Gwendolyn access to
infant photos of his/herself no older than up to six months of age. If
no such photographs are available, there will be no need for further
· Between the hours of two and four in the
morning, Abigail’s room is to be locked and the radio is to be played
over the speaker system on a loop so as not to allow any break in sound.
In the event of a power outage, both the radio and the speaker system
are set up to the power generator. In the event the speaker system goes
out or the music stops, leave the house immediately without Abigail.
Abigail has an imaginary friend whom she calls Teresa. It is
of vital importance that you acknowledge the existence of the friend but
do not try to contact her in ANY way. If Teresa contacts you, you are
welcome to communicate, but Teresa MUST be the one to initiate
communication in ANY form.
· Abigail is not to leave her
room under any circumstances. In the event of an emergency, leave the
house and dial the emergency number listen in the directory you will
receive upon signature of this document. Do not call 911 under any
· If anyone comes to the door, do not answer it – they are not real.
Upon signature and return of this document, you will be provided further instruction.
I may or may not have just spent an unreasonable amount of time doing this…..
1. Girl Meets Summer - It’s the end of summer and sophomore year is approaching soon. The gang, along with the rest of their classmates, head to the beach for an end of summer bonfire. Cory shows up and gives them a lesson about the importance of change.
2. Girl Meets Science Fair - Farkle and Smackle are entering the science fair as partners, but begin to find it impossible to work together and decide to do their own projects. When Farkle enlists Riley to help him, she begins to examine their friendship in a new light. - Lucas, Zay, and Maya are on a job hunt.
3. Girl Meets Disappointment - When Riley doesn’t make the high school cheerleading team, she learns a lesson about the difference between giving up and accepting outcomes. - Auggie and Ava have their first fight.
4. Girl Meets The Friars - The gang finally meets Lucas’s family when his mom invites them over for dinner. The Friars are not what anyone expected. - Auggie makes a new friend, Lucas’s little brother, Jack.
5. Girl Meets Pressure - Maya and Riley are invited to their first high school party. Cory and Topanga give them a long lecture about making good choices and let them go. All is going well until they’re asked to drink more than soda. - The boys have a guys’ night and get real with each other.
6. Girl Meets Homecoming - The gang attends their first high school dance. Farkle asks Smackle, Zay asks Maya to go as friends, and Riley and Lucas realize that they don’t exactly know where they stand anymore. They decide to go together as friends as well. - When Lucas has to leave early, an old familiar face (Charlie Gardner) swoops in to dance with Riley. (Is Farkle jealous?)
7. Girl Meets Thankfulness - What us does for them. The gang volunteers at a soup kitchen for thanksgiving. - Topanga, Auggie, and Ava hand out free baked goods to passersby.
8. Girl Meets Hanukkah - Having learned about his newfound culture, Farkle invites his friends over for Hanukkah. - Auggie spends Hanukkah with Ava’s family.
9. Girl Meets Encore - Charlie’s back in the picture and asks Riley out on a date yet again. She says yes, but actually wants to go this time. Farkle is noticeably jealous. Smackle is upset. - Zay takes ballroom dance classes and has his first performance.
10. Girl Meets Romance - It’s Valentine’s Day at Abigail Adams High School and love is in the air. Cory gets stuck teaching sex education and reaches out to Topanga for help. - Charlie asks Riley to be his valentine, but Riley begins to acknowledge certain feelings for someone else.
11. Girl Meets Trust - Riley breaks a promise she made to Maya years ago. Smackle tells Lucas a secret. - Cory teaches the class about WWII and how people don’t always keep their word.
12. Girl Meets Talent - Maya meets an art critic who tells her she won’t make it as an artist. Lucas is the only one who’s able to comfort her. - Ava practices her song and dance routine for the school talent show.
13. Girl Meets Gossip - A false rumor about Maya spreads across the school. She tries to ignore it, but Riley wants to put an end to it. Lucas defends Maya. - Auggie and Ava learn a lesson about the effect lies can have.
14. Girl Meets Zay’s Birthday - The gang throws Zay a surprise party for his birthday. Smackle wants to give him the perfect gift to thank him for his secret santa gift last year.
15. Girl Meets Spring Break (Part 1) - School’s out for a week! The gang heads to Shawn’s cabin. Farkle and Smackle have been acting differently. Smackle goes to the Philippines to visit her family.
16. Girl Meets Spring Break (Part 2) - It won’t stop raining at Shawn’s cabin, looks like they’re stuck inside for the week. Maya pretends she’s on a beach. Zay gets everyone to play truth or dare. - “But this version is different. We ask a question, and if the person doesn’t want to answer, then they have to do a dare. Get it?”
17. Girl Meets Discrimination - Zay is on his way to meet his friends at Topanga’s, when he gets stopped by a police officer. Cory teaches the class about the civil rights movement.
19. Girl Meets Ask Abby - Ask Abby is an advice column on the school newspaper. Riley asks for help regarding some newfound feelings. When her friends read the column, they all have an opinion.
20. Girl Meets Creative Writing - Turns out Riley’s done really well in her creative writing class. When she’s asked to present her latest work, there’s only one question: who’s it about? - Farkle and Smackle announce their breakup. It happened just before spring break, but they didn’t want to tell anyone just yet. They’re friends. They’re good at being competitors.
21. Girl Meets Family - The Matthews hit the road to Philadelphia for the weekend. Riley and Auggie learn more about their parents’ childhoods. - Maya’s working at Topanga’s with her mom. Lucas stops by, as does Shawn.
22. Girl Meets The Other Side - “Up until now, every historical event you have learned about has been taught with this country as the protagonist. This week, your assignment is to do research on an event involving us, but with with focus on the other side.” - Riley learns about putting herself in someone else’s shoes.
23. Girl Meets Lucas - Lucas almost gets into a fight after losing a baseball game. The gang finally finds out what bad, bad thing Lucas did at his old school. Someone besides Zay already knew.
24. Girl Meets Growth - Cory teaches his class about the growth of America. Growth has caused change, but it’s a positive one. - Riley questions what her growth will lead her to next. She teaches Auggie about butterflies and how they become something different at the right time.
25. Girl Meets Feelings - Sophomore year is coming to a close. Riley’s feelings for Farkle are making her crazy and she decides to tell Maya once and for all. Maya knew all along. - Lucas is going to be in Texas the whole summer, and he decides to confess his feelings for Maya before he goes. Maya’s confused about her feelings and doesn’t know how to respond.
Furry, feisty, paw-erful—Otter Girl! For Sea Otter Awareness Week, let’s meet Abby! Rescued as a newborn in July ‘07 by the Santa Barbara Marine Mammal Rescue Center, Abby was raised at SeaWorld Sand Diego. In June '12, she joined our sea otter program, and became a surrogate mother to her first pup, Sina, in January 2013!
To spot Abby, look for the all-brown otter who loves to stick out her tongue—she also likes playing with artificial kelp, taking ice baths and eating frozen clam pops.
Thanks for all of your dedicated work for sea otters in the wild, Abby!
I just picked up a
babysitting job on the east side of town. I don’t want to use
anyone’s real names for fear of repercussion, so for the sake of this post,
we’ll call the girl whom I’m supposed to be babysitting Abby.
I had my interview yesterday and immediately afterword, I
was offered the job. I didn’t even get to meet Abby before she
handed me an offer letter.
She insisted that I not read or sign the offer letter there,
but instead take it home and consider the contents there, so that’s precisely
what I did, and precisely why I’m posting this. I’ve typed the offer
letter and posted it below.
To Whom It May Concern:
This letter is in response to your query about the
babysitting position of Abigail Yates, age six. If you have received
this letter, you have met a series of undisclosed qualifications by the mother
of Abigail: Miss Gwendolyn Yates.
Signature of acknowledgement of the terms below is vital for
employment. Any breach of these terms will result in immediate
is not to be touched – no matter how much she cries.
is to be fed each hour in her bedroom, precisely on the hour, except between
two and four in the morning, during which time Abigail is not to be
communicated with or sought after.
employee authorizes and provides Abigail and Gwendolyn access to infant photos
of his/herself no older than up to six months of age. If no such
photographs are available, there will be no need for further employment.
the hours of two and four in the morning, Abigail’s room is to be locked and
the radio is to be played over the speaker system on a loop so as not to allow
any break in sound. In the event of a power outage, both the radio
and the speaker system are set up to the power generator. In the
event the speaker system goes out or the music stops, leave the house
immediately without Abigail.
has an imaginary friend whom she calls Teresa. It is of vital
importance that you acknowledge the existence of the friend but do not try to
contact her in ANY way. If Teresa contacts you, you are welcome to
communicate, but Teresa MUST be the one to initiate communication in ANY form.
is not to leave her room under any circumstances. In the event of an
emergency, leave the house and dial the emergency number listen in the
directory you will receive upon signature of this document. Do not
call 911 under any circumstances.
anyone comes to the door, do not answer it – they are not real.
Upon signature and return of this document, you will be
provided further instruction.
All for the Game is so Netflix worthy. And if ever they made one, I’ll be very keen with Andrews expressions which is mostly nothing, Kevin’s pissed off face in the court, Neil’s smirks, Nicky’s and Matt’s excited faces, how Renee talks, what Allison really looks like, how Dan confront the monsters sometimes, Aarons bored gestures, Wymack when they’re having a meeting, Abby and Bee’s moments.
ALL OF MY CHILDREN! MY SWEET, SWEET, BEAUTIFUL CHILDREN I LOVE THEM! also I’ve been working on this for four days so the writing probably isn’t consistent. I’m sorry.
-he would always put your feelings first. ALWAYS.
-he would always try to protect you from everything and if he can’t convince you against doing something stupid, he’s probably going to do it with you (”Well, if you’re going to do something that’s going to get you floated, I’m not going to let you do it alone.”)
-he’d probably kiss your forehead a lot.
“It’s your turn, Wells.” you smirked, knowing exactly the move he’d make. As projected, he moved his chess piece into the trap you’d spent the entire game constructing.
“What? How did you even do that.”
“I did it while you were staring at me. You really have to start paying attention more… I win.”
“No, absolutely not.” he wiped the chess pieces into his bag and slipped the board into it’s place.
“Oh… Poor baby!” you pinched his cheeks, looking up at him. “My poor, poor baby. He’s lost a game of chess and he’d being a baby about it.”
“You’re being very childish right now.” he stated, pushing around you.
“Says the one throwing a temper tantrum.” you rolled your eyes at him and followed him out of the rec room.
-He’d be really gentle and considerate. He’s ready for anything when you are and if you aren’t, that’s okay too.
-You’d probably spend a lot of time with Monty as well.
-Cuddles, literally all the time. He would constantly be touching you, even if it’s just holding your hand or sitting really close to you.
“Babe,” he spoke quietly in case you were asleep. Your back was pressed against his chest and his arm was over your waist, holding you to him. “Y/N.”
“Yes?” you hummed, half awake. he rested his chin on your shoulder for a second before kissing it.
“Can we switch?”
“Can we switch.. like positions?”
“You want to be the little spoon?” you asked. He didn’t answer so you turned your body to face him and he just stared at you for a moment, waiting for you to say something. “Well are you going to turn around or not?”
-It would take a long time to develop a relationship with him, you’d have to be very patient. He has a hard time letting people in. But once you’re in, you’re in.
-He’d be really warm all the time.
-You don’t have to worry about anyone laying a finger on you because he’s with you all the time and gives death stares to everyone.
-He’d probably get really, really jealous easily.
-being the only person allowed to call him John- but only because he can’t tell you no.
“John.” You groaned, rolling over in your bed. “Get up.” you pushed his shoulder to wake him but he stayed still. “Get up, babe.”
“I don’t want to.”
“We have to gather today, the sooner we do it, the sooner we can come back and sleep.” you told him, smiling at his sleepy groaning.
“I want to lay here with you all day.” he kissed your nose, pulling you into his warmth.
-She’d try to teach you everything she knows.
-There’s nothing she wouldn’t do for you.
-She’d be really guarded at first and you’d be met with a wall of sarcasm and other defense mechanisms but once you break down those walls, she’s yours.
-She’s always be watching over you, smiling as she watched you interact with other people.
-Little kisses all the time.
“Raven!” you screamed, holding you hands up. “RAVEN! QUICKLY!”
She sprinted in the direction of your voice, her mind running a hundred miles faster than her feet as she considered what was happening. Grounders? Fire? Sickness? Did you get shot? Were you hurt? She couldn’t stand how slow she felt like she was going as you continued to scream for her. She reached your shared tent and saw you sitting at the table with your hands in the air. She stood, panting.
“Remember when you taught me to split rounds?” you asked, a smile on your face as you turned to her. “And you said I was hopeless.”
She calmed down as she scanned your body and saw you weren’t hurt. “Yea.” She shrugged, coming over to your chair to rest on it with you, tired from running.
“Well, eat shit. Look what I did.” you huffed, blowing hair out of your face. “I split two rounds all by myself.”
“And you didn’t blow up the camp?” she asked, inspecting the impressive rounds. “Good job, Y/N.” she nodded and kissed your head.
-Late nights talking in your tent.
-holding her hand when she’s about to do something stupid.
-Bellamy picking on you but getting really pissed if anyone else does it.
-Meeting Abby when she comes to the ground.
“Clarke!” you called after her. She spun around, meeting you with a smile.
“Hey, Y/N.” her hand found yours and she slipped her fingers in between yours. “What’s up?”
“Nothing, I was just looking for you to see if you wanted to come with me to collect some fruits and things.”
“Sure. When?” she grinned, knowing what usually happened when the two of you went out into the forest alone.
“Right now.” you smirked. “Catch me if you can.” you took off running out the gates and into he trees, so light on your feet that you barely made a sound. You thought you’d really tripped her up until you were sent flying backwards into a tree, panting. She breathed on your neck, hot and heavy and you let your head fall back, laughing deeply as her lips found your neck and her hands pulled your hips into hers.
-Loyalty. Undying loyalty.
-He’d worship you. You would never have to wonder if you were good enough because he would let you know every single day that you were.
-He’d do literally anything for you. Lie, cheat, beg, steal, kill. He’d die for you. He’d protect you but he’d also understand that there are somethings you have to do on your figure out yourself. But you’d never be alone.
-He’d always be touching you but he’d always be very gentle and considerate of you. He’d never push you into anything or ask for anything from you. You’d always be put first.
“Lincoln…” you gasped for air, falling into him. You were locked away in your cave with him, safe and sound. “I’m so afraid.” you whimpered, sniffling as you nuzzled into his chest. “I’m so afraid.” he was silent for a moment, letting you cry yourself out before he pulled away from you, holding onto your shoulders as he looked down into your eyes.
“You don’t have to be afraid, Y/N.” he told you. “I’m not ever going to let anything happen to you.” he whispered softly. “Not ever.”
Bellarke was only physically together for 118(ish) days
So at the end of season 3, the 100 had been on the ground for 6 months (confirmed by creators) and then by the finale of season 4 it had been about 8 months total (because ALIE said the world would end in 6 months but it came sooner than that)
So the 100 were on earth for 8 months. Which means bellamy and Clarke had been together for 8 months or 244 days, right? Wrong.
Clarke left for 3 months. So that goes from 244 days together to 153 days.
And then between Clarke being in Polis or Mt. Weather or Bellamy going undercover in Mt. Weather I’m going to take off another 5 weeks.
So that’s roughly 118 days together. 118. Not even 4 months. And then they’re separated for 6 years. Like idk I just have trouble wrapping my head around this. 6 years is 14x the amount of time they were physically together like whaaat. They had barely any time together before circumstance ripped them apart.
And don’t even tell me that they wouldn’t have gotten together if they ended up in space together. They would’ve realized their feelings and had babies and it would’ve been beautiful. Ya know just saying.
I feel like Abby Winfield doesn’t get as much appreciation as she should. Like yes, she takes care of the Foxes and all that jazz but she has some ZIPPY responses.
For example, in response to neil saying he doesn’t do drugs during his physical in an effort to keep his shirt on she says, and I quote, “Good on you. Keep it that way. Now take it off.”
Which brings me to my next point. Not five minutes later, Wymack uses similar phrasing, saying “good for you” and there are other examples of this throughout the series.
And finally we get to where I’m going with this: WHO BROUGHT THE SASS FIRST???
Did Abby get it from Wymack or did Wymack get it from Abby? Please do me a favor and think about Wymack first meeting Abby as his physical therapist and just being SO CONFUSED about how every other sentence didn’t make sense (it’s sarcasm, Wymack, you’ll get there).
TLDR You will pry Abby Winfield introducing Wymack to sass out of my cold dead hands.
Warnings: Sarcasm…. (i think that’s it for part 1)
Hey! Could I make a request? The reader is one of the original 100, and they meet while Roan is king, you can decide how. And the reader is often underestimated when people first meet her cause she’s very happy, blunt, fun-weird, laughs VERY easily (and has a loud, kinda weird laugh), but is a seriously killer fighter, and very clever. It’d be fun if like the first thing she’d say to him was “Omg, you’re so pretty”, or smth. Smut would be awesome, but like proper romance as well❤️2nd pers, pls
AN: I’ve turned this request into a little mini drabble type series so they won’t be very long but hopefully they’ll be amusing. I really liked the idea but just found I couldn’t write a longer piece. Hope Anon who requested is alright with this!!
You did not want to be here, left behind in Polis to ‘supervise’
a king, whatever that meant, along with an ice nation tribe that pretty much exclusively
wanted to kill all of your people.
“I don’t see why I have to be here Abby” you grumbled
trotting alongside Clarke’s mum. You wished silently that people would remember
your legs were nowhere near as long as theirs as you needed them to slow down
so you could keep up. “It’s not like I could do much damage against the whole
ice nation army”
“Clarke didn’t want you to fight them Y/N. You’re here to
You snorted “Abby we both know I will make a truly terrible
spy” she couldn’t help but smile at your statement. “Which makes me repeat the
question, why am I here?”
Abby stopped outside the throne room. The tell-tale sounds
of steel clashing together was coming from inside.
“You’ve never met the King before?”
“I haven’t had the pleasure no”
“Y/N please just try and be… just try…”
“And be normal” you filled in dryly. Abby smiled at you
giving your shoulder a quick squeeze.
“You know that’s not what I mean”
You shrugged off her hand “don’t worry I’m on my best
Abby just sighed sadly pushing open the door to the throne
room revealing a man and a woman training. The man must be King Roan although
he didn’t look much like a King at the minute with his long dark hair pulled
roughly away from his face wearing only a black vest and sweating at the effort
he was using to fight.
He’d been near fatally shot only weeks before and was
obviously recovering fast, not fast enough though because the woman swung hard
and the King fell to one knee groaning and pressing a hand against the wound on
“Roan let me see”
Abby went over to him as he got back to his feet, the pair
of them also noticing you for the first time. The girl obviously didn’t care
but Roan’s eyes met and held your own. A strange shiver went down your spine as
you walked up to Abby with him continuing to stare at you.
“He’s so pretty” you whispered to Abby making her sigh and
Roan’s eyebrows fly up in surprise. “Sorry that wasn’t what you meant by normal
“No Y/N decidedly not normal”
“Ooops” you smiled at Roan completely unperturbed by Abby’s annoyance.
You dropped into a curtsy at Roan. “Your Majesty so honoured to meet you”
“Y/N” Abby hissed pulling you up “Not the time”
“Who are you?” Roan demanded ignoring Abby “I’ve not seen
you here before”
“Y/N. My name is Y/N” you smiled awkwardly at him “Clarke
very kindly left me here to do god knows what while all my friends go back home”
“Y/N” Abby’s voice was warning you that you were already in
trouble and shouldn’t push it any further.
“No Abby let her speak” Roan cut in once more “Wanheda left
you in Polis?”
“Yup indeed. I guess your majesty she thinks you could do
with a babysitter. Although the one you have already seems quite effective”
You looked around Roan to see the girl staring at you like
you had two heads. You were getting used to being stared at like that.
“Echo” Roan filled in beckoning the woman forwards. “My other babysitter is called Echo”
His attempt to match your humour made you giggle as Roan
just continued to watch you in fascination, completely unsure what to do about
you or with you.
“I’m going to go find something more interesting to do” you’d
spoked mainly to Abby as with another cheeky smile at Roan you left the throne
You were still able to hear Abby apologising for you and
then to your surprise Roan sweeping away her apologies. You could feel his eyes
on your back as you left and that shiver that had been running up and down your
spine only intensified. Interesting indeed, King Roan Kom Azgeda may require
more thought than you initially anticipated.
Never mind what Clarke had left you here for you had your
own reasons to hang around now.
hello, do you mind me asking what happened with sleepy hollow? I only watched the first season lol
not at all! okay so first off, congratulations on escaping the train wreck early. second, there was a shitload of bs happening behind the scenes, 99% of which we are still in the dark about. the rest is under a cut bc damn.
Hey! Can I request a Josh imagine? I just learned that his younger sister Abigail is the same age as me (she's 20, born in 1996). Can you do something like the reader is friends with Abigail and she invites the reader to her house for some sort of family get together, and Josh ends up smitten with the reader (I've realized that an 8 year age gap isn't that much once you enter your 20s). Thanks!
I hope this is good! I had a lot of fun writing it! Thank you for the request :)
“Abby, I’m not so sure this is the best idea,” You say nervously as you pull up next to the Dun residence. She had invited you over the thanksgiving since most of your family lived away, and you didn’t have any plans to visit over the holiday. But you weren’t very close with any of Abby’s family, and the idea of spending a whole weekend made you a bit uneasy.
“Don’t sweat it, Y/N,” She reassures you. “I’ve already talked to my parents and they feel the same way I do; you’re not spending thanksgiving weekend alone. They have the guest bed made up and everything.” She offers you a sweet smile. It eases the anxiety in your stomach a little bit, but not all the way. But who are you to argue. So you reach to the back of your car and grab your weekend bag and give Abby a smile signalling you’re ready to start the weekend.
Abby Dun’s house looks exactly how you thought it would; homely and clean. The Dun’s always seemed like that perfect American family to you and it made you a little nervous. You didn’t want to be a stain in their life.
“Y/N,” Mrs. Dun greets you with open arms as you enter into the kitchen after Abigail. You oblige, awkwardly patting her back. “I’m so glad you could join us this weekend. It’ll be so nice to have you.”
“Thank you for taking in a stray,” you half joke, offering your warmest smile. “I’m glad I don’t have to spend the holidays alone.”
“You’re always welcome here, dear,” She replies. “Now why don’t you show her to your room and introduce her to your sister and brothers. They’re all in the family room,” She suggest to Abby, who nods.
You follow Abby through the maze of their new house, dropping your things off in the guest bedroom before you follow her down to the basement, or as her mom called it, the family room. It was fairly big, with spacious couches and chairs all lined up around the large flat screen TV they had. Her sister and two brothers took up most of the main couch in front of the TV, so you stood awkwardly as Abby called attention to them.
“Hey guys, this is Y/N,” she gestures back to you. Ashley looks up and gives you a warm smile while the two brothers flash quick smiles, their attention mostly on the video game in front of them. “Y/N,” Abby continues. “This is Jordan, Josh and Ashley.”
“It’s really nice to meet you guys,” You say quietly, feeling awkward standing in the middle of the room. Abby sits down beside Jordan and you pick a chair that’s not as close to the TV.
“It’s good to have you here,” Ashley smiles. Then the awkward silence begins. Well it’s not really that awkward because everyone is fairly welcoming and all wants to get to know you, it just feels awkward because you’re not quite sure what to say. You felt like there was an elephant in the room, and it was Josh Dun.
It wasn’t a secret who Josh was or what he did for a living. And you were partially hoping that he wouldn’t be home. But of course he’d want to be with family during the holidays. You were star struck to be sitting so close to him. You had so many questions and really really wanted to ask him for a picture. But you didn’t want to be that friend, so you just sat awkwardly, watching the family interact with each other and answering questions when they asked.
Finally, after what seemed like forever, Josh and Jordan put down the console controllers and high fived, congratulating each other on a good game. Then Josh looks over at you. “Sorry, I didn’t really get a chance to catch your name,” he tells you, standing up to shake your hand.
You feel like a flustered mess as you quickly stand up and reach for his hand. “Y/N,” you tell him as he has a firm grip on his hand, trying to avoid eye contact. You had a terrible habit of going bright red when you looked at someone you thought was attractive. And Josh was, well, Josh. Probably the most attractive man you had come across.
“Cool,” he smiles at you, gaze lingering a little bit longer than you were expecting. “Sorry about earlier,” he gives a quick look back at the TV and then down at his brother who’s still sitting on the couch. “We’ve been trying to beat that level forever,” He chuckles and his famous squinty eyed grin makes an appearance. You can feel your face starting to get hot and you desperately hope that it’s not noticeable.
“So how did you and Abby meet?” He asks, throwing a look over at his little sister, waiting for an answer from one of us.
“At work,” Abby answers before you do. “Y/N is the only one that I actually like there,” she laughs softly and you can help but to laugh either. You and Abby had bonded over your strong dislike for everyone else that you worked with.
“Oh, that’s really cool,” Josh replies, copying your smile. “Well it’s really cools that you’re here, Y/N. Abby should have brought you around sooner,” he sends a wink in Abby’s direction before mentioning something about food and leaving the two of you alone. If you weren’t blushing before, you definitely were now.
You’re not sure if Abby noticed or not, but if she does - she doesn’t say anything. And you’re extremely thankful for that. But you spend all of Friday and most of Saturday following her around like a puppy, scared to be left alone for too long. She doesn’t seem to mind, and you’re actually having a better time than you thought with her. You find out you both have more in common with her than just disliking people at work.
Josh also hangs around a lot more than you thought he would, and you’re slowly feeling more comfortable talking with him. He is slowly becoming Josh Dun, Abby’s brother more than he is Josh Dun, drummer of Twenty One Pilots.
By Sunday morning you’re feeling right at home, so it doesn’t surprise you when you get up and find the house empty. There’s a note in the kitchen addressed to you from Abby letting you know that the family had gone to church and were doing some errands after and would be back in the afternoon. You stand in the kitchen for a moment not sure what to do in an unfamiliar house. That’s when Josh enters through the sliding back door, no shirt on, ear buds in and chest glistening with sweat in the early morning sun. He smiles once he sees you, taking his ear buds out as he crosses the kitchen to the fridge.
“Hey Y/N,” he greets you as he pulls out a water bottle and begins chugging it. But you’re stunned, almost too stunned to talk as you process what’s happening. You’re in Josh Dun’s house by yourself and now he’s shirtless in front of you.
“Have a good sleep?” He asks after a brief moment of silence.
You quickly shake your head and answer him. “Y-yeah. It was really good. The bed in the guest room is really comfy.”
“Yeah I know, I usually crash on it when I come to visit,” he gives you a sheepish smile, before lifting the bottle to his mouth again.
“I would offer to trade you, but it’s like, really comfy,” you almost giggle. Josh had slept in the bed you were sleeping in. It couldn’t get anymore surreal. “Did you have a good run?” You ask, wanting to change the topic from you. You hated being in the spotlight. You were perfectly happy being a background character.
“Yeah, it was really good. Helps with anxiety, you know?” He replies. “Gets me out of my head.”
“Yeah, I understand that. That’s how I feel about writing,” You tell him. “Helps me really be able to sort through my emotions when I can see them all out on paper.”
“You write?” He asks with a smile. You nod, face getting slightly hot as he keeps up the eye contact. But you can’t help but look at them, they were your favourite thing about him. Seeing them so much in pictures, but they couldn’t hold up to the real thing.
“Anything that you’d let me read?” He presses, an almost smug look on his face. You think about it for a moment, almost saying no right away. But this was Josh Dun you were taking too. He and Tyler bare their souls in every song they put out. The least you could do was let Josh read one of your mediocre poems.
“Well, nothing really finished,” You say as you pull out your phone and open up your notes. “I kind of just get ideas in my head through out the day and I try and jot them down when they’re fresh and then sometimes, they turn into poems.” You step forward and pass your phone to Josh. He smiles at you before looking down at the words you have typed out. His expression is focused, carefully reading over each word, making sure to take his time and really absorb what you have written out.
“My plan is to publish a book of short stories one day,” You continue, as he swipes through the other blurbs you have. “I don’t think I have the attention span to finish a whole book with one story right now,” You admit with a chuckle. “I’m constantly getting new ideas.”
Josh looks up at you, expression intense. “These are amazing, Y/N,” he says, eyes locked with yours. “Like, really. The emotion and just the way you put the words together is just - ”. He’s almost at a loss for words as he tries to search for the right one, but coming up empty. So he just shakes his head and offers you a smile. “They’re just amazing. Thanks for sharing them with me.”
You shrug bashfully as you take your phone back and shoving it deep into your pocket. “Just helps with the anxiety, you know?”
He’s staring at you, but there’s something in his eyes. You try not to think about it too much. “Yeah, I completely get that.”
“Hey guys!” Josh’s mom greets both of you as she enters the kitchen with large grocery bags. Josh reaches out to grab them instinctively, earning a kiss on the cheek from his mom. “Hope you’re hungry,” she smiles at you. “Because we are making a feast!”
“I’m definitely ready to stuff my face,” you joke, quickly sending a look at Josh, who is still looking at you with the same look as before. It’s enough to send the butterflies in your stomach into a frenzy. But you don’t really want him to stop.
Josh leaves to shower and you and Abby help Mrs. Dun with dinner. You’re completely relaxed now, after showing Josh your poems. It was comforting almost, to know at least one of them understood the madness what went on in your head. And the rest of the evening you feel right at home. And you definitely notice how Josh hovers around you now, constantly asking you questions about your writing. You weren’t going to complain though.
“Thank you so much for having me over this weekend,” You thank Abby’s parents once dinner and over and done with and you helped Abby and her siblings clean up. “It was really nice, and Mrs. Dun - the food was incredible!”
She giggles at the compliment, cheeks turning slightly pink. “Please, call me Laura. And it was our pleasure, feel free to come back any time!”
“Thanks thanks Abby, for thinking to invite me,” You turn to your friend and give her a quick hug before fishing your car keys out of your purse and picking up your weekend bag.
“I’ll walk you to your car,” Josh offers as he opens the door and gestures for you to go first. You wave and say goodbye to the family once more before ducking out the front door.
“I had a really good time getting to know you this weekend, Y/N,” Josh tells you once it’s just you and him. Both of you walking stupidly slow, trying to drag out the alone time you guys had.
“Yeah, I did too,” You reply bashfully, biting your lip and trying to ignore how red your face probably was.
“I, um, would really like to go out, with you, sometime,” He offers, now it was his turn to go red. And your heart was probably going to explode. “Do you want to get dinner sometime?”
You can’t even contain your grin, your eyes looking up to meet his. “Yeah, I’d really like that.”
Josh breaks out a huge smile and lets out a small breath of relief. “Awesome. That’s really cool. I, uh, put my number in your phone when you let me look at your poems,” He admits sheepishly. “I hope that’s okay, but you should call me when you get home and we can set something up?”
Your cheeks were hurting but you really couldn’t stop smiling so big. “Yeah, that sounds good.”
“Cool. Well drive safe, and have a good night Y/N.” he’s starting to back up towards his front door.
“You too, Josh.” Once you’re in your car he disappears back into his house and you take a moment to yourself. You speed the whole way home, wanting to set up that date as soon as possible.