this is probably really creepy

Warframe but like in high school

Atlas: Senior. Workout buddies with Rhino. Has a rock collection. Surprisingly good at cooking.

Ash: Senior. Bros with Excalibur. Closet weeb. Thinks Banshee is attractive.

Banshee: Junior. Loves listening to dubstep. Headphones never come off…NEVER. Very quiet and shy.

Chroma: Senior. Has a large pet lizard that he feeds live chickens named “Draco”. Plays Dragonborn in Dungeons & Dragons. Has multiple dragon posters.

Excalibur: Senior. Plays Quarterback on the football team. Has high grades. Also closet weeb. Has a crush on Mag.

Ember: Junior. Has a thing for Valkyr. Throws lit firecrackers at people. Smokes weed.

Equinox: Freshmen. Creepy twins. Finish each other’s sentences. One wears black, the other wears white. ALWAYS together.

Frost: Junior. Has a thing for Ember. Is always wearing a hoodie because he’s cold…all the time.

Hydroid: Sophomore. Likes pirates of the Caribbean. Wears a pirate hat everywhere. Perverted. Tells terrible pirate related puns.

Inaros: Sophomore. Has a beetle collection. Timid. When threatened throws pocket sand. Nekros’ younger brother.

Ivara: Freshman. Loves Archery. Reads comics. Green Arrow and Hawkeye are favorite heroes. Pro Hanzo in Overwatch. Always falls asleep in class.

Limbo: Junior. Wears a Tux everywhere. Thinks he’s good with the ladies. Not very good with the ladies. Terrible at Math.

Loki: Sophomore. Ash’s younger brother. Plays pranks with Mirage. Has a criminal record for Vandalism and Public indecency. Also smokes weed.

Lotus: Principal. Knows everything about the students. Chooses to do nothing about it. Inexplicably always drinking coffee. Plays phone games during work hours.

Mag: Freshman. Trusted by Lotus to keep everyone in check. Never acts out. Straight A’s. Makes Nyx jealous because her boobs are bigger. Loves Astrology and Physics. Has science blog. Smallest in school

Mirage: Senior. Teases Loki with “Perverted acts”. Loves playing pranks. Blew up Principal’s bathroom and didn’t get caught. Rarely shows up for class. Likes to dress Mag up in outfits.

Mesa: Junior. Plays Overwatch with Ivara, mains McCree. Loves to tell you what time it is (you know damn well what I mean) Has a bunch of old Cowboy movies. Remembers every scene of Walker Texas Ranger.

Nyx: Senior. Small boobs, big brain. Everyone listens to her, Sorta the disciplinarian.

Nekros: Senior. Always wears all black. Never smiles. Childhood friendswith Saryn. Unaware that almost every girl and Limbo (excluding Nyx, Saryn, Ember, and Mirage) is afraid of him.

Nezha: Sophomore. Only Transgender in school, loves to tell everyone about it. Burned down the gym one time and didn’t get caught. Wrote his name in fire in the school courtyard.

Nidus: Junior. Owns every zombie movie ever. Likes to wear zombie makeup to school. Jumpscares Mag all of the time.

Nova: Freshman. Best at astrophysics…beats Mag actually. Has a weird thing for blowing shit up. Respected by Ember. Tutors Rhino and Valkyr.

Oberon: Junior. President of Nature club. Loves butterflies. Extremely dense but has an A in biology.

Octavia: Junior. Banshee and her are the female equivalent of bros for life. Made Banshee’s Spotify playlist. Makes her own mixtapes. Plays said mixtapes on morning announcements. Lotus would do something about it if she didn’t really like the music.

Rhino: Senior. Jacked! Pretty dumb. Great football player.

Saryn: Senior. Owns a Katana for God knows why. Pretty chill. Student Council president. Smokes weed and drinks. Developed feelings for Nekros. Created the dogmatic teaching of “Biggest boobs makes the rules”. Also not very liked by Nyx.

Stalker: Sophomore. Emo. Probably planning school shooting. Hates everyone but Nekros. Has a really creepy crush on Mirage.

Titania: Freshman. VP of nature club Huge crush on Oberon but will never say it. Even dressed up as a butterfly to get him to notice her only to be outshined by his butterfly costume.

Teshin: Gym teacher. Doesn’t give a fuck.

Trinity: Junior. Goody two shoes. Helps out the school nurse. Wants to be a doctor. Asked Volt to play Doctor. Volt thought she wanted to like practice medicine which they did…sorta.

Vauban: Senior. Engineer. In robotics. A’s in physics. Heard of sports at most. Always in charge of fixing everyone’s….everything. Lotus even bribed him to fix the computersin the lab rather than paying for an actual professional. Worked out in the end.

Volt: Junior. On track team. Listens to Sonic the hedgehog soundtrack while jogging. Crush on Saryn. Avoids Trinity actively.

Valkyr: Sophomore. Good at gym but not much else. Anger issues. Pummeled Hydroid to a pulp for looking at her butt too long. Rhino’s younger cousin.

Zephyr: Junior. Owns a pet hawk that creeps out everyone considering it follows her every command. Does parkour and hanglides.

Wukong: Freshman. Practices gymnastics. Practices martial arts with the Bo staff just to say he can. Showed up to practice drunk one time. Has a pet monkey named Pyjak that he puts sunglasses on and takes selfies with.

Clem & Darvo: College kids that hang out near the school. The suppliers of all of the contraband that goes around the school.

Amaryn (New Loka Lady): Vice Principal. Lotus’ advisory and all-around babysitter.

Cressa Tal (Steel Meridian Lady): English Teacher. Claims she hates men yet has a new boyfriend every few weeks. Every class is like a sad romance novel.

Arbiters of Hexis: Mean teachers I forgot to cover.

Ergo Glast (Perrin Sequence guy): Math Teacher. So boring he sometimes puts himself to sleep while he’s at the board teaching.

Red Veil dude: History Teacher. During class he makes random Conspiracy theories. Everyone thinks he’s crazy.

(Waiting for the Priestframe to get here)

look i can’t even take that scene in im2 because an engineer/mechanic referring to his child as ‘my creation’ could be charming (lord knows i have indulged in the ‘people are/are not like machines’ trope) but coming from canonically verbally- if not physically- abusive howard stark it is mostly gross.

Blind: Phan smut one-shot

Pairing: Daniel Howell and AmazingPhil (Phan)

Genre: Smut, Daddy!Kink, Daddy!Phil, Bottom!Dan, Degradation, Aftercare, slut shaming.

Warning: Sexual content, Explicit Language

Word Count: 1800+

Summary: both me and my beautiful wifey @quieted-songbird got sent a prompt with a Phil being blind because he lost his glasses and he’s feeling up Dan. On her account you can find a fluffy version but I had to do a smutty version. Enjoy.

“Dan! Have you seen my glasses?”

Phil called from in his bedroom, his hands roaming over his bed sheets as he tried to find them but couldn’t, being too blind to even see his hands.

There was no answer, making Phil’s head lift in questioning.

“Dan?” He called, standing and slowly stumbling to his doorway, listening carefully to see if he could hear him in the living room or kitchen but everything stayed silent.

His room maybe?

Gripping the walls tightly, he walked down the short hallway to Dan’s room before freezing just a few feet from the door, hearing something.

Through the thin walls, Dan groaned softly, making Phil’s stomach flip before he slowly crept closer to the door, pressing an ear to it.

He could hear small whines and moans leave Dan’s lip, the sounds causing his cheeks to brighten and cock twitch slightly.

It was no question how he felt about Dan, but the sounds coming through that door only made the experience that much surreal.

He knew it was wrong and probably really weird and creepy to do, but he could help as he slowly dragged his hand down his side, falling to his jeans before palming himself lightly, a hiss leaving his lips at the touch.

Pulling away from the door, Phil leaned against the wall beside it, his other hand going to the doorknob and twisting it open slightly.

Just a peek…I won’t watch for long…

A soft moan immediately escaped his lips as he saw a very blurry Dan on his bed, a sheen layer of sweat covering his skin as he groaned, his hand pumping at his cock furiously.

Phil groaned lightly, biting his lip to contain his noises as he drove his hand down onto his growing bulge, the friction, and sounds of Dan making his knees weak.

He closed his eyes, relishing in the sounds of Dan’s cries of pleasure as he imagined his body, curling up to meet his as he fucked him hard, Dan’s hands clawing at his skin as he screamed his name.

Dan groaned particularly loudly as he grinded into his hand, his head falling back to rest again the head board as he felt his stomach beginning to knot with heat.


He whined loudly, making Phil moan aloud before his eyes widened, realizing what he had done before his hand flew up to cover his mouth.

Dan immediately sat at the sound of Phil, his eyes going to the door and seeing him, his grip on his thigh tightening slightly.

“Ph-phil!” He exclaimed loudly, his cheeks going dark when he saw his body in the doorway.

Phil immediately dropped his hands to cover himself, his cheeks going dark in shame and embarrassment.

“I-I’m sorry!” He squeaked, getting ready to turn away before almost slamming into the wall, his hands coming up to save himself just in time.

“W-wait! P-phil!” Dan stopped him, his hands going to cover himself as his knees crossed, making him look small and innocent despite his earlier noises and actions.

“C-could you help me? Please?” He asked softly and Phil could feel his dick twitch from the blurry, yet incredible sight of Dan like this, small and helpless.

He nodded softly before turning around, somehow managing to make it from the door to the bed without stumbling, crawling over until he was hovered over Dan, his lips ghosting over his.

“A-are you sure about this?” He asked softly, not wanting Dan to do anything he think he might regret later.

Dan nodded, shivering softly as their bodies rubbed together, leaving him panting under him slightly.

“Y-yes, just please…Please…” He pleaded, a whine beginning to crawl its way up his throat, threatening to pour from his lips before Phil smashed them together hungrily.

Dan groaned immediately in response, his flying up to cling onto his shoulders to grip him tightly as he arched against him, pulling his body closer.

Phil sat upright, panting as he leaned over Dan and tugged his shirt off quickly before reattaching their lips, grinding against him achingly slow to drag out those precious sounds from Dan’s lips.

“F-fuck, Phil please…Please I need you..” he moaned, struggling to tug down his jeans from his legs, allowing them to eventually fall to the floor with a ‘thump’.

Slowly, Phil dragged his hands up Dan’s side to his arms before he lifted them above his head, pinning them, and grinding down harshly onto his bulge, making Dan whimper and tug at his hands.

Phil tsked.

“Be a good boy, Daniel, or I won’t give you what you want.” He purred into his ear, a smirk immediately finding his lips when Dan groaned, his head falling back to lay against the bed, panting heavily.

“P-phil, please. Please, please- A-ah!”

He squeaked when Phil leaned down to suck at his neck, working a dark mark onto his soft skin as Dan squirmed under him, whining pathetically.

Soft whines left at the teasing pleasure Phil was giving him, taking matters into his own hands (even though they were still pinned above his head) by wrapping his legs around Phil’s waist, grinding up into his body for search of friction but stopping immediately when Phil growled into his ear, removing a hand to smack his upper thigh, making Dan flinch slightly.

“Such a needy brat..” Phil growled, before taking his cock into his hand, running his up and down it slowly, Dan’s body jerking up into his hand as a loud moan released from his throat.

“God, Phil! Yes, yes please, faster, please please” he begged, his voice becoming higher in pitch with every stroke Phil made.

An evil grin grew onto his lips.

“Not until you use the right name, bear.” He purred wickedly before completely removing his hand and pinning his hips to the bed, keeping him from moving.

“Ph-phil! N-no! Please, please please, I need you. Please! Dan begged quickly, desperation in his voice as he tugged at his hands once more, praying that Phil would have mercy upon him and release him but whimpering when his grip tightened.

Phil rolled his hips to Dan’s, leaning down to bite marks into his chest making Dan groan, his hips fighting against Phil’s hand but staying put.

“Say it, Daniel.” Phil growled once more, biting particularly hard at a spot onto his chest, making the younger buck up into nothing, biting his lip to hold in his noises, his blush dark on his cheeks.

“Daddy…” He whispered softly, hoping it would be enough to satisfy Phil so he could have his way without saying it again.


Dan groaned in frustration, his tip leaking precum down his cock continued to rub against his but not enough to give him any satisfaction, the teasing only making him harder before Phil suddenly wrapped his fingers around him again, making him jerk.

“D-daddy! P-please! Please! Make me feel good, make me cum!” He pleaded helplessly, giving up and only focusing on grinding into Phil’s hand, the added pressure making him weak.

Phil grinned widely before pulling away slightly, reaching over to the side of the bed before grabbing his belt from the ground, sitting back up and reaching forward to Dan’s wrists.

“D-daddy…Please…W-wanna touch…” Dan panted as Phil grinded into him, releasing Dan’s hands momentarily only to wrap the belt skillfully around his wrists and the bed, tying them to the bed and tugging on it afterwards to.make sure he was restrained.

“No touching today, baby. You’ve been a bad boy, haven’t you? Touching yourself like the little whore you are… Calling for me…”

Dan whimpered, his back arching up into Phil’s as he spoke, the words going straight to his cock as he nodded quickly.

“I-I’m your slut, Daddy… Please…M-make me feel good…” Dan whimpered, his hips rolling against Phil’s until he held them in place, layering kisses down his chest until he reached his waist, licking a long stripe up Dan’s cock, making his hips buck and a loud moan fill the room.


Phil grinned, taking his tip into his mouth, sucking on it and causing Dan to jerk, his words being cut off with another strangled moan.

“Such a good boy, Danny. Being loud for me. I bet you like being like this, huh? Being loud, letting everyone hear you, your pathetic little whines…”

Phil groaned softly before taking him again, bobbing back and forth on slowly, making Dan whine, tugging at the restraint on his wrists roughly, his hips bucking into his mouth involuntarily.

It was when Dan had somehow managed to hit the back of Phil’s throat that his moans got louder and higher, his legs curling to wrap around Phil’s body as his back arched up, his head being thrown back against the bed, rocking his body against Phil’s mouth.

“D-daddy! C! Please! So close! So close! G-god!” Dan screamed, hiding his face into his arms to try and muffle his screams as Phil continued, using a hand to pump faster as he sucked, the other dragging over Dan’s chest to claw at the precious skin there before Dan released, spilling into his mouth.

Phil pulled away as Dan moaned loudly, his body twitching and spasming with the climax, continuing to buck into Phil’s hand before he slowed, exhaustion beginning to overtake him as he rode out his climax, panting heavily.

“Thank you…Thank you…fuck thank you..”

Dan groaned softly, as he sank into the sheets, Phil grinning before standing, grabbing a nearby clothing item to wipe his hand and Dan’s body, cleaning the area around him before Dan tugged at his wrists once more, clearing his throat.

“Ph-phil, a little help here?” He asked softly, his voice deep and gravely from the over usage of his moaning.

Phil grinned but nodded, saying a quiet apology before leaning over to release him, the belt falling to the bed.

Instantly, Dan was up, pushing Phil back to sit onto his lap, his lips dragging down his jaw before reaching his ear.


Phil grinned, his arms finding its way around his waist before humming in response, feeling Dan kissing at his neck.

“Wanna touch…Make you feel good…” Dan pulled away slightly to look Phil in the eye, and Phil swore, although he was partly blind at the moment, he knew there was no way he’d never forget how Dan looked at that moment.

I don’t understand the argument that Hanna & the kids have come to other races and not been photographed, so the fact that they were photographed this time somehow means it was intentional and they’re fine with it. The fact that they never have before shows that they do not want to be photographed. The presence of what appears to be a bodyguard in the pic, who appears to be objecting to it, shows that they do not want to be photographed. 

The fact that they have come to races before and very conspicuously avoided being photographed is all the more reason to assume they did not consent to this.  I’m sure they’ve walked from the motorhome to a car or whatever many times, but most people either respect Seb’s wishes or obey the bodyguard and don’t try to sneakily take pictures, because that’s a shitty thing to do. Just because one asshole managed to sneak a picture does not mean Seb has suddenly changed his very strongly held opinions. 

People saying he was asking for it by bringing them to Monaco - I guess he should never bring them to any race, because there’s always a chance someone will be a jerk and post sneaky pictures of innocent kids on the internet. Yeah, there is always a chance, but just because someone succeeded doesn’t mean you should help them invade his family’s privacy by spreading them all over!

If he’s suddenly fine with the kids being photographed this weekend, why weren’t they cheering him on in the Ferrari garage, or down in parc ferme to greet him or photographed openly in the paddock by real, accredited photographers? Probably because the real, legit photographers know they would be sued and blacklisted and lose their F1 press credentials in a heartbeat if they invaded Seb’s privacy against his wishes!

We don’t know for sure the circumstances of this one picture but we do know for an absolute fact that Seb has said over and over again for YEARS now that he fears for his family’s safety and that his privacy is very important to him.

So regardless of all the justifications and excuses you can think of, if there’s even a CHANCE that the picture was taken without his consent, the decent thing to do if you really respected his privacy would be to not spread pictures that 100% contradict EVERY SINGLE THING he’s ever said on the subject.

Working Girl

A Peter Parker x Reader Drabble

A/N: This is a thank you gift for @riseofthehufflepuffs because she’s my best friend and the greatest person I know and I wanted to write a Peter fic for her for always supporting and being there for me. So, if there are any weird specifics that don’t pertain to you, well, they’re meant for C. 

You hated working, no, hate wasn’t a strong enough word. You loathed it. You weren’t Hillary Duff from A Cinderella Story, you didn’t work in a diner where the popular kids would come to and joke about calories. You worked in a nearby chain restaurant that forced you to interact socially with people you didn’t always care to talk to. Men making awkward flirtatious comments, judgemental stares from people when you ask them to repeat an order, mom’s getting angry at their socially awkward kid for not being able to pick out something to eat; you despised it. 

What sucked the most was when your peers would come around. Not your friends, no, they were always supportive; your peers, on the other hand, were mysterious. You didn’t always care what people thought of you, but watching them walk away and whispering, you couldn’t help but think it was about you. That they thought you were beneath them because you were the same age and you had to work. 

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Originally posted by koraenpop

I hope this can be the start of a new series for me! I got this idea entirely off of a click and drag I did so credits to the user who gave me this idea. I made both Joshua and the reader be transfer students from America so if you aren’t in any way American, bare with me here. (fair warning that this is going to sound really cheesy and corny like most fanfics)

  • Joshua is such a softy
  • And a sweetheart
  • I feel like he would be that cute boy that everyone just kind of likes
  • But he would be so quiet due to the fact that he’s a transfer student from America
  • He doesn’t really know his Korean very well and would be super anxious to say anything in front of the class
  • Of course he knew his basics and could put together some really simple sentences
  • But he was afraid that he didn’t know enough to carry on a full conversation with his peers
  • So he just kind of kept to himself and sat in the corner by himself
  • He would also be super shy when it would come to meeting new people
  • Like he considered himself socially awkward and he thought he wasn’t able to make friends easily because of that
  • He constantly thinks about all of the friends that he could make if he actually became confident in himself with his Korean
  • But he’s too nervous to ask for help
  • And his online Korean classes are too confusing for him
  • So that’s the main reason why he rarely spoke
  • He pretty much blames it all on his lack of self confidence as to the reason why he’s so quiet and shy and won’t speak to people
  • But that all changes when you arrive
  • You had become a transfer student to a new school in Korea due to some issues you had at home
  • Basically your parents hadn’t always been the best to you
  • And it got to the point where you didn’t really feel safe being around them
  • So you found out that you actually had an aunt who was living in Korea at the time
  • And lucky for you
  • The school you went to was offering for some students to have the chance to study abroad in Korea
  • So wanting the chance to finally get away from your life in America you managed to somehow convince your parents to let your study abroad
  • It didn’t really take much convincing to be honest
  • Sometimes you felt like they could care less about what you do
  • But luckily your aunt was willing to take you in as her own daughter and allowed you to stay with her in Korea for a while
  • To prepare for transferring schools
  • You signed up for a couple of online classes to help teach you Korean
  • And within a few months you knew your basics
  • You weren’t terrible at it
  • But you also weren’t exactly good
  • Your aunt had reassured you though that your Korean was just fine to get you through an average day in Korea
  • And finally the day came when you were able to transfer schools for the next year or two
  • Korea did take some getting used to at first
  • But the people there were pretty nice
  • A lot of your neighbors seemed impressed that a young teenager was willing to spend a couple years in a foreign country to study abroad
  • They all seemed to praise you for knowing Korean so well in such a short amount of time
  • Your school was impressed too
  • They had told you that you would fit in just fine with their students
  • Having the reassurance from so many people had kind of made you less nervous about talking to your peers
  • On your first day the principal had so kindly escorted you to your first class
  • The teacher had welcomed you inside with a warm smile and motioned for you to stand in front of the class to introduce yourself
  • Your peers looked kind of dead and bored
  • You couldn’t blame them though because who ever really wants to be up at this time in the morning to learn
  • You took a deep breath before speaking in your best Korean
  • “hello my name is y/n and i’m a transfer student from america. i hope you all take care of me~”
  • The class had responded with a couple of deep mummers before the teacher showed you an empty desk in the back of the room
  • You had happily taken your seat in the back and set your stuff down as the teacher began to speak
  • During her lesson
  • You couldn’t help but let your mind wander as you looked around the class room
  • Your eyes landed on a cute looking boy who was a couple seats down in the row next to you
  • He had soft brown eyes and his hair was nice and silky looking
  • His uniform looked clean and well put together
  • Basically he looked like a cute little school boy who was ready to learn
  • You couldn’t help but notice that he had a really handsome face
  • Your favorite feature of him was probably his lips
  • They looked so soft and full
  • You couldn’t help but think about what it would feel like to kiss them
  • You found yourself so caught up in daydreaming about the cute boy that you didn’t notice him turn his head in your direction
  • And you didn’t even realize that your eyes had locked for a couple seconds until you saw him turn away with a blush on his cheeks
  • And you finally realized how creepy your probably looked starring at this really cute boy and damn you thought that you really messed up that first impression
  • The first month you spend at the school actually went by better than you expected
  • You managed to make some really good friends there
  • You even had a small group of people who willingly accepted you into their friend group
  • You remember them introducing themselves as Hansol, Seokmin, and the ‘I’m-that-really-annoying-guy-who-you’re-probably-going-to-hate-at-some-point-bc-of-my-lame-jokes’ (a.k.a Kwon Soonyoung)
  • They basically took you under their wing and were the first people to accept you for you
  • You proabably got along most with Hansol, who was a freshman, due to the fact that you both were American
  • The two of you were basically best friends
  • And your favorite activity would to speak in english in front of Sookmin and Soonyoung just to see the look they would give you as they tried to figure out wtf you were actually saying
  • Eventually they just started getting the idea that everything you said was a compliment
  • Like you could say that Seokmin’s screeching reminded you of a whale and he would just kind of
  • “yes i know i’m the most handsome man in the who school you don’t have to remind me”
  • And you and Hansol would just kind of roll your eyes
  • As much as you loved your best friends
  • You couldn’t help but want only one person to talk to you
  • And that was the same cute boy that you shared your first class with
  • Actually he was in a couple of your advanced classes
  • But you guys never crossed paths or spoke with each other since the incident where you basically ruined your chances of getting him to like you because just just had to be creepy and stare at his cute face and kissable lips
  • You began to give up on ever getting the chance to talk to him until one day after class
  • You had been called down to the office for a quick screening and you were already ten minutes late to your next class so you grabbed all of your things and rushed as quickly as you could down the empty hall
  • You were making great time until you just had to crash into a tall object
  • Or person
  • When you looked to apologize to the person
  • You noticed that you were now face to face with the really cute boy in your advanced classes
  • “are you okay?”
  • You swore you never heard an angel speak such good english as this one right in front of you
  • You just kind of stared at him for a bit before letting out a weird jumble of words
  • Like you couldn’t even remember what you were saying because it was that messy
  • The boy just kind of laughed and helped you pick you your books
  • As he handed you your last one, your fingers brushed together
  • And you both just kind of stood there without moving
  • You were sure in that moment that the boy felt the same fluttery feeling you did judging by the look in his eyes
  • He was the first to break the silence and smiled at you
  • “my name is joshua and i think we have some of the same classes”
  • You would just kind of stare at him and stutter
  • “i’m y/n and i think you have a really cute face”
  • It would take you a moment before you would facepalm at the words that just came out of your mouth
  • Joshua just seemed to kind of laugh at your response and move his other hand to push a stray piece of hair behind your ear
  • “i’ll see you in calculus, darling”
  • And he would strut off just like that
  • Just leaving you standing there wondering what the hell just happened
  • Later that night you would be fangirling to Hansol over the phone and he would just kind of sit there on the other line ready to hang up because of how girly you were acting
  • But you knew he was too much of a sweetheart to do that
  • Hansol understood how much you like Joshua
  • It’s not like he’s all you ever really talked about or anything
  • Nooooo, not at all
  • Every day for the next few weeks you and Joshua would always stop to say hello whenever you saw each other in the halls
  • And you would always work on classwork together in your classes
  • You found yourself falling in love with Joshua and his character
  • He was actually a really interesting person
  • You found out that the reason he was so good at english was because he had lived in LA for most of his life before moving to Korea
  • And he was always quiet because he was afraid to speak in Korean because it was apparently really bad
  • All of your classmates began to ship the two of you together because it was so cute seeing you and Joshua acting all cutesy with your new friendship
  • Seokmin and Soonyoung would always tease you about it saying that you and Joshua were going to get married and live on a farm in America with 12 kids and 30 pigs
  • And it would make you really embarrassed to the point where Hansol would sigh and respond sassily to them
  • “at least in her future she’s going to get married unlike you guys who will probably live with each other and a million cats”
  • And that would get them to shut up
  • After the first 3 months of school you realized that you managed to survive a whole season at a foreign school
  • As the month of Winter began everyone began to buzz about the fancy Winter formal that was coming up
  • And Joshua was beginning to act weird around you
  • You noticed that he would become quieter and quieter as the weeks rolled on and the formal grew closer
  • It eventually came to the point where he grew distant
  • And it kind of scared you because talking to him was the only way you could be close to him
  • He never really did work with you anymore and basically ignored you in the halls
  • It got you thinking about what you did wrong to make him ignore you
  • You talked to your friends about it asking them why guys were always so weird
  • But they didn’t give you a legit response and it kind of upset you
  • A week until the formal and you were kind of hoping Joshua would ask you to go with him but your hopes were slowly washing away because it got the point where he didn’t even acknowledge you
  • One day when you were about to head home after school
  • Hansol pulled you in the opposite direction despite your protests for him to stop
  • Once you got the the school yard he told you to sit down at the fountain and just wait
  • You looked at him confused but you listened to him and trusted that he knew what was going on
  • A couple minutes after Hansol left you began to hear the soft strumming of a guitar
  • You sat quietly and listened as an oddly familiar voice began to sing
  • You furrowed your eyebrows before standing up from your spot on the fountain and walking to the other side
  • There you saw Joshua looking right back at you as he continued to sing
  • When he was done, he set his guitar next to him and waited for you to say something
  • Only you couldn’t
  • You just kind of stood there like “wow this man can really sing”
  • Joshua stood up and took your hands in his own
  • He looked right into your eyes and smiled sweetly and you swear that your heart melted
  • He pushed a strand of hair behind your ear just like he did when you first ran into each other
  • “sorry i’ve been ignoring you, i just couldn’t find the right words on how to say this”
  • oh boy
  • Now your heart was beating so fast you swear that it was going to burst
  • Joshua could probably hear how hard it was pounding at this point
  • “y/n i’ve liked you since the first time i caught such a pretty girl starring at me and i was hoping that you would go to the formal with me???”
  • And that’s when your heart exploded
  • All you could do was nod your head a super speed and wrap your arms around his neck
  • Joshua was taken aback but hugged your back and gOD IT FELT SO GOOD
  • Immediately when you got home you gave Hansol a ring
  • And you found out that he basically helped set it up by telling Joshua that a special someone had a huge crush on him
  • At first you wanted to hit Hansol for spilling to your crush about your crush on him
  • But you couldn’t help but love him at the same time for it because you would never have had the guts to talk to Joshua about it on your own
  • Fast forward to the night of the dance
  • You had the prettiest ball gown that anyone had ever seen
  • Your aunt made sure to take lots a pictures for her memory book
  • And when you answered your door
  • Joshua basically stopped breathing and looked so awestruck at how beautiful you were
  • He would be so cheesy with the compliments he would give you
  • “wow, i thought that just seeing you was the most beautiful thing in the world but here you have invented a whole different level”
  • And you would blush so hard at his compliments
  • Your aunt waved as the two of you headed off the to big dance
  • Once you got there your heart was pounding because you were so nervous
  • You wanted his night to be perfect
  • Well, with Joshua it already was
  • But you wanted to have every girl’s dream dance
  • You had the perfect date and now all you needed that romantic dance where you got your first kiss
  • Sadly that didn’t happen because Joshua didn’t really have the balls to kiss you yet
  • But you did have a great time
  • All your friends showed up and basically joined in on yours and Joshua’s date
  • He didn’t seemed to mind so you just kind of went with it
  • You did get your slow dance with him on the plus side
  • He was kind of awkward when first dancing with you
  • But as he became less tense and nervous he looked basically like a pro
  • By the end of the night
  • Being the gentleman that Joshua is
  • He walked up up to your door
  • You thanked him for having such a great night
  • And he just kind of stood there with his cheeks flushed pink saying that it was not problem
  • Before he left he placed a sweet kiss to your cheek
  • And right after the two of you heard a snap of a camera so you pulled apart and glared at your aunt who just giggled and ran away
  • So in the end you kind of did get your kiss even if it wasn’t as perfect as you wanted it
  • The next few weeks at school you and Joshua were basically stuck together
  • Everyone thought you guys were a couple at this point because of the tings you would do
  • Like walking through the halls hand in hand
  • Or always making sure to sit next to each other at lunch
  • And confronting Seokmin together when he started a rumor that you actually were dating
  • But you kind of had to thank him for that one because after that Joshua was just kinda like
  • “why not”
  • And that’s you you guys became an item
  • He would be the sweetest boyfriend awe
  • He always made sure to hold the doors open for you
  • He helped you with your homework
  • And he always made it his priority to spend time with you everyday to make sure you didn’t feel alone
  • After 3 months of dating your friends began to bug you guys about why you haven’t had your first kiss
  • Hansol smacked them both on the back of their heads and apologized to you guys for your friend’s stupidity
  • But you too kind of began to wonder why you haven’t had your first kiss yet
  • You didn’t want to rush Joshua though because you knew he got really shy and nervous about these things
  • Joshua on the other hand felt bad because he felt like he was holding you back
  • So he did plan to give you both yours and his first kiss
  • When he was over at your place on a late Friday night
  • Your aunt had gone out with a couple of friends and told you that she wouldn’t be home until the next afternoon
  • So Joshua said he would stay the night with you to keep you company
  • He showed up with tons of snacks and movies for you guys to watch
  • You sat for hours upon hours watching corny old movies
  • You got really tired and you leaned your head on Joshua’s shoulder
  • You felt his lips press to your temple, not moving from their place for a while
  • You pulled away from him and looked up at him with concern asking if he was okay
  • He bit his lip nervously and played with his fingers in his lap before looking at you dead in the eye
  • “can i….kiss you?”
  • You were kind of taken aback in shock
  • You just smiled and giggled at him before cupping his cheeks
  • “you don’t have to ask silly”
  • And you pressed your lips onto his own
  • And damn were your right about your first impression of his lips all those months ago
  • They were just as soft and sweet as the looked
  • Kissing him was like being in a dream
  • It was something beyond what you could have imagined
  • The two of you pulled away only when you needed to breathe
  • “wow”
  • was all that he could say
  • You blushed and leaned your head on his shoulder again as you finished watching your movies
  • If you thought that you and Joshua were close before
  • Well damn you guys were even closer now if all possible
  • You were that couple that couldn’t bare being away from the other
  • But everyone thought it was more cute than annoying
  • Mainly because they’ve never seen a girl make Joshua so happy before in his life
  • In fact they were shocked that you were able to help him open up more
  • He talked a lot more in classes
  • Made a couple more friends
  • But what really shocked them is when he stood up for little Chan being bullied in the hallway
  • They were basically beating the poor kid up to a little pulp until your boyfriend stepped in and threw a punch at the kid who was beating up Chan
  • He did get in trouble and ended up getting detention
  • But you didn’t mind because he had the right heart
  • Chan couldn’t stop thanking Joshua and was basically a puppy to him for the rest of the school year
  • He always followed you guys around
  • It did get annoying, but you understood that Chan didn’t have any friends so you took him under your wing
  • The school year seemed to fly by so fast and now you and Joshua were graduating
  • The only person who was a worse mess than you that day was your aunt
  • She was so proud that her niece was graduating high school
  • The whole thing was such a sad moment but one of the best in your life
  • She even gave you and Joshua cute couple ideas for your graduation pictures
  • You were kind of worried about losing Joshua after graduation because you were returning to the states for college
  • But he promised you that he would wait and visit you every chance he got
  • It didn’t happen that often
  • But you guys were able to spend winter break and summer together
  • You guys were the high school sweethearts that ended up getting married later in your life
  • And everyone thought you were goals okay
  • You were so grateful that you got to meet a man like Joshua
  • Going to Korea was by far the best choice you ever made in your life
Why I Stopped Babysitting.

(warning: very long story)

The last day I spent with Addy started with a long novel of a text message at six am. His mom, Kathy, had an out of town family emergency. She was incredibly vague about what was actually happening, but insisted that it was urgent, and that I really needed to watch Addy for the day. Since I was on break, and I liked Addy slightly more than I disliked Kathy, I told her I was on my way. When I stepped in the door, she stepped out. She looked disheveled, to say the least.

“Thank you so much sweety, I’ll be home as soon as I can.” Without even waiting for a response she got into her car, and I closed the door.

Addy was on the ground surrounded by a sea of legos.

“Hey, what are you building buddy?” I got as close as I could without crushing anything and squatted down.

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I just really want to know how many evenings Killua has spent looking at Gon. Just like…staring at him for hours on end while he sleeps? It would probably be really creepy with anyone else, but with these two? It sounds so nice. The one time Killua can be himself and not have to hide his emotions, you know?

ALSO wouldn’t it be the best if Gon wakes up multiple times to find Killua staring at him, and keeps his eyes as closed as possible, while still being able to stare back. Gon would use this as a huge opportunity as well, because eye contact with them usually results in Killua looking away embarrassed, but this is his chance to look at his best friend in the whole world for hours on end and truly see him as well. 

TL;DR I just want my boys to look at each other without being embarrassed all the time and sleepytime is the perfect time, yanno? 

anonymous asked:

How would UT Sans, UF Sans, US Papyrus, SF Papyrus and Horrortale Sans react to walking in on their sleeping s/o who is cuddling up to their jacket/hoodie because they missed them while they were out working?

Aww this is so cute!




Classic always thinks about you whenever you two aren’t together, so when he’s at work, you’re on his mind the whole time. When he comes home, he wants to go up and give you big hugs and kisses, but instead, he doesn’t find you in the living room. So he looks around a little and finds you sleeping on the bed, holding onto his sweatshirt. His cheekbones turn blue and he smiles a wonderful, pleasant smile. He goes up and sits at the edge of the bed and just kind of looks at you for a few minutes, how you look so peaceful cuddled up to his jacket, and how your hair is so adorably messy, too! Eventually, he gently shakes you to wake you up, and hugs you, laying next to you. You’re thankful he’s home and you explain that you missed him in a lazy tone, but Classic doesn’t care. He tells you you’re adorable and kisses you, and the two of you take a nap together.



Red likes to call out when he’s home so you know it’s him, he knows you get defensive when you’re not sure what’s going on. So he calls out, “I’m home, sweetheart,” and gets a little nervous when he doesn’t hear you reply. The first place he looks is in the living room, and you’re there- but you’re asleep. Your back is facing toward him so when he walks around you to see your face, he notices that you’re cuddling with his jacket, and he blushes a little. He finds himself staring at you, and then realizes it’s probably really creepy and looks away. Red lets you hold onto his sweatshirt and covers you in a blanket, and lets you wake up on your own. When you do wake up, Red is asleep next to you, cuddling with one of your shirts as well.



Usually, you greet Honey when he comes home, but when you aren’t by the door when he walks in, he restrains from freaking himself out. He’s a very logical guy, so he already assumes you’re just busy doing something in the house and couldn’t be by the front, or if you aren’t home, that you’re just out and about, and you’ll answer when he texts. So he casually walks to the bedroom and sees you sleeping, holding onto his jacket. Like every other skele, he ends up blushing a little, and then lays next to you. He finds it so cute how you cuddle with his jacket that way, how it covers your cute little nose and your hair is adorably messy, and how you’re all curled up around it. Honey curls up around you and falls asleep, and when you wake up, you just roll over, cling to him, and fall asleep again.



Rus comes home and actually sees you at the kitchen table, leaned forward and head resting on his jacket. You must’ve just been waiting for him to come home, got bored, and fell asleep. He loves how you hold onto his sweatshirt the way you do. Rus gently picks you up, and you wake up in his arms as he carries you to bed. Since you’re still sleepy, you softly smile and mumble a “Welcome home” and NOW his cheekbones flush. He sets you in bed, kisses you, and lets you fall asleep with his jacket again, sitting next to you rubbing your back until you do.



Since Horror’s job tends to get gory, whenever he comes home, the first thing he does is showers, since he knows you don’t wanna hug him when he’s got someone else’s blood on his bones. So he just goes straight to the shower first, and when he comes out, he goes to the laundry room to put his clothes in there and heads to the bedroom to grab clean ones. He finds you curled up to his jacket and freezes, looking. He slowly dresses into shorts, at least that, and then climbs onto the bed next to you. You wake up from the movements and a little smile spreads on your face as you see him next to you, looking at you with a soft expression. You turn and kiss him, and hug him tightly, and he holds you as you fall asleep again in his arms. He eventually falls asleep too.

The Boy Next Door

Request:  hi! could you please do a fluffy scenario where you are one of bts’s members neighbor (i really don’t care who) and you have a cat but he has a dog, and one time your pets meet and something funny happens, like the chase each other maybe…

Okay. I got carried away with this one in a completely different direction, but I hope you like it. I can write a different for you if you’d like! Don’t hesitate to ask! P.S. I put a link to a short video that should help visualize 😉

Pairing: Min Yoongi X Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word Count:  1307

Living next to Min Yoongi, you had naturally high standards when it came to men. Which made it hard for you to date. Especially when you had a huge crush on the guy next door. Yoongi was not only extremely attractive, but very talented as well. You could hear him play his piano in the middle of the day, creating beautiful music. You could just imagine his fingers dancing over the keys, perfect posture as he read the music he was playing. You smiled to yourself when you heard the familiar music playing on the other side of your wall. Your cat jumped up onto the couch next to you, curling up next to you as you set your book on your lap.

“Murry.” You whispered softly as he purred, rolling further over onto his back. Murry was the cutest cat you had ever seen. He was a rare breed of cat called the munchkin (he was basically the corgi version of a cat). He had light brown hair with random white patterns all over his body. His amber eyes were huge and his little ears appeared a tad flattened, making him look sad.

You sighed when Murry jumped down and made his way over to your front door, asking to be let out. Reluctantly, you got up and slowly walked over to the door, opening it to let him out. Standing there for a second, Yoongi’s door swung open and out came his dog. You watched your cat’s eyes widen before he turned and ran in the other direction, Holly chasing after him.


“Murry!” You both shouted after your animals at the same time as you watched them disappear down the street.

“Shit”  Yoongi mumbled, grabbing his coat from just inside the door and rushing down the steps. You sighed, doing the same and running into him as you stepped off the last step.

“Oh sorry!” You blurted, stumbling into him. He laughed, catching you before you fell on the ground.

“It’s okay.” He held onto you until you were stable on your own feet.  "I’m Yoongi.“ He smiled, offering his hand for you to shake.

"I know.” You said quickly, straightening yourself out. “I mean… Nice to meet you! I’m Y/N.” You added, feeling your cheeks heat up as you took his hand to shake it.

“Nice to meet you too, Y/n.” He said with a sweet smile. You smiled back before looking in the direction your pets disappeared in.

“Well I suppose we should go after them.” You sighed, taking a slow step that way.

“Yeah,” He said, looking around.

The two of you walked in silence, hands in your pockets as you walked. “Holly!” Yoongi called out, hoping his dog would come running.

“Murry!” You called, laughing immediately after. Yoongi looked over at you, amused.

“What?” He asked.

“Murry is a cat.” You responded. “Kitty kitty kitty!” You called out in a sweet voice. Yoongi smiled, looking at the ground.

“You’re cute.” He said quietly, kicking a rock. Your eyes widened and your heart about beat out of your chest. You swallowed hard before answering.

“Really?” You choked out, in shock. He laughed, looking up at you.

“Yeah, you’re always reading or playing with your cat when I see you.” He smiled, stopping to turn toward you. You stopped, turning as well. “You’re super pretty and you’re so sweet with your cat.” He explained. “I probably sound really creepy now.”

“No, no!” You blurted, shaking your head with a smile. “It’s nice to be complemented.”

“I’m glad I didn’t creep you out.” He smiled his gummy smile. You never thought a person’s smile could be so beautiful and genuine.

“I love your smile.”

“Thank you.” His cheeks turned rosy and his eyes darted away from yours. “Maybe it would be better if we go back home and wait for them to come back.” He offered. “You look cold.”

“I am.” You replied. With that, the two of you headed back toward home. You each told stories about your pets as you meandered down the dirt path, giggling at the funny things your animals did.

“Home at last.” Yoongi said with a content sigh. “Do you want to come in? I can make some warm tea. After all, it was my dog who chased off your cat.” He smiled.

“I would like that.” You giggled, following him up the steps to his door. He opened it, letting you walk in first as he followed in behind you.

There it was. His piano. It was beautiful. You wanted so badly to see his fingers dance across those perfect white keys. “Do you play?” He asked, pulling your coat off your shoulders. You shook your head, pulling your arms out of the sleeves.

“No, I just… Will you play for me?” You asked. He let out a little laugh.

“Sure.” He sat down on the bench in front the instrument, looking back at you. “What do you want to hear?” He asked, staring at you. His eyes ran over your figure, studying you and making you feel a little self conscious.

“Um..” You giggled nervously, quickly looking away. “Whatever you feel like playing.” You smiled, tucking hair behind your ear and rocking back on your heels. He smirked before sighing and turning back to the piano.

“Hmm,” he pondered, ghosting his fingers over the keys before he started. Goosebumps covered your skin as he played.( You were astonished at how amazing it sounded. His fingers fluttered over the keys as he looked over the piano and moved his head along with the music. He was playing from memory with effortless perfection. Everything you imagined of him playing was wrong; his posture wasn’t perfect and he didn’t even keep his eyes open, let alone follow music out of a book.

When he finished, he turned to look at you again, catching your dorky fangirl smile. “Yoongi, you’re amazing!” You exclaimed, making your way toward him.

“You think so?” He asked, eyes glued to you as you sat next to him on the bench.

“Yes! You’re so talented!” You were smiling ear to ear as he stared at you.

“Thank you.” He blushed, looking down then back up at you. “It means a lot.” You smiled sweetly, suddenly embarrassed about your fangirl outburst. You looked down, playing with your hands.

When you looked back up, Yoongi’s face was nearing yours. Your breath hitched when his lips were mere centimeters away from your own. Your eyes fluttered shut when you felt his hand slide into your hair, cradling your face with one hand.

Then the moment was ruined when you heard scratching at the door and Yoongi pulled away. “Holly,” he whispered. Getting up, he opened the door and let the little dog in.

“Well I should go see if Murry found his way back.” You said quickly, jumping up and walking to the door.

“Are you sure? I haven’t even made tea yet.” He said, furrowing his eyebrows. You pressed your lips together, putting your coat on.

“Oh yeah. It’s okay.” You said, rushing to get out the door.

“Okay.” He said softly, “well I hope Murry is home.” You smiled briefly, reaching for the door. You heard him sigh as he grabbed your hand before it could reach the door handle. “I’m sorry.” He whispered, pulling you into him. His lips pressed gently against yours, making every cell in your body go numb.

Yoongi pulled away with a nervous smile on his face. “Yoongi.” You whispered, in shock of what just happened. When your brain finally caught up, you smiled and pulled him in for another kiss. His hands slid around your waist as yours got lost in his bleached locks, lips moving slowly against his.

Maybe you would stay for tea after all… 



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Mr Perfect

For @alexfierrolover​, thanks for the prompt!

Will is perfect until he isn’t, and Nico’s annoyed until he’s not.


Nico was… not impressed to say the least.

Roses are red, Violets are blue, I would love to go on a date with you! ;)

This was the third note that he’d found hastily shoved inside his locker in as many days. He frowned at the all too familiar writing, as if the words themselves were mocking his entire existence.

Will Solace was not a subtle person. His whole aura shone like the air around him was happy to be in contact with his flawlessly tanned skin. His smile lit up an entire room, and people would stop just to look at it. He somehow managed to make people more friendly and kind just by being in the same room as them. It had almost worked on Nico once. Almost.

Another thing completely and utterly unsubtle about Will Solace was his handwriting. It was messy; practically illegible, and probably the only imperfect thing about perfect, shiny, annoying, beautiful Will Solace.

And now he was sending Nico love letters.

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anonymous asked:

"why do you always walk your dog at exactly 12am every night? do you not enjoy sleep?"

I chose ian for this prompt, hope you like it! feedback is always appreciated

You were for the most part; not too much of a light sleeper, but lately, it seems every little thing wakes you up in the middle of the night.

Every night for the past week, your neighbor, you can’t recall his name, the cute one with the glasses, you’d call him, always walked his dog late at night.

The dog was usually on it’s best behavior. You couldn’t recall it barking during the day and it was mostly quiet, except for when he decided to take it on a walk at 12 AM, it gets so excited that it’d bark loudly until you were forced out of your sleep, waiting for the guy and his dog to leave. You had no idea why no one else decided to complain.

You groaned loudly, hearing the dog start to bark and you moved the blankets from your body, anger sweeping over your features as you got up from the bed. You glanced at the clock before walking out, 12 AM.

You shook your head, throwing on a sweatshirt over your pajamas as you made your way to the front door of your apartment. You pressed your ear to the door, waiting for the sound of his door to open.

Once you heard the door open and close, you swung open the door. The sudden movement right across the hall, mildly startled the tall man in front of you.

He could tell you were angry, but he didn’t have much time to greet you before you started talking.

“Why do you always walk your dog at exactly, 12 AM, every night? Do you not enjoy sleep?” You narrowed your eyes at the man, who only laughed in response.

“It’s not my fault you’re such an early bird.” He responded, tilting his head at you, looking much like a puppy.

You scoffed, wanting to sass the man back, but his dog decided to paw at your leg and your eyes immediately softened at the creature. You kneel down to be at eye level with the dog as a grin was replaced on your face when the dog licked you. “Well, thank you! Aren’t you the sweetest?” You smiled at the dog, scratching behind it’s ears and petting it’s head, completely forgetting about the dogs owner and why you were here in the first place.

Ian cleared his throat, attempting to hide a smile at the view in front of him. A cute girl petting his dog, maybe he should use Silvio to pick up girls more often.

You were pulled away from the dog to look up at his owner; your neighbor. “Sorry, your dog is just so cute. What’s their name?” You smiled up at him, still petting the dog.

“Ian- I mean, that’s my name, the dog is Silvio.” He stuttered a bit, a small blush making it’s way onto his cheeks and you laughed, standing up again to face him.

“Well, Ian, it’s nice to finally know your name. I’m Y/N.”

Ian pushed up his glasses, nodding his head at you, a shy smile on his face. “It’s nice to know your name too, Y/N.”

You stood there for a minute in silence before biting at your bottom lip. “I came out here to complain, but I like you and your dog enough to overlook this.”

Ian laughed and the sound made your smile widen even more. “How very kind of you. I’d love to continue talking, but I don’t want Silvio to piss in these hallways, I’ll probably get evicted.”

You nodded your head at him before petting his dog on the head once more. “Till next time.”

You entered back into your apartment, a grin still on your face from the encounter, you didn’t want to be creepy, but you wanted to get to know him better.

It was the next weekend that you could stay up late and not care, you sat on the couch, waiting for the sound of Ian’s door to open. It was probably creepy, probably really creepy, but you wanted to see him and his cute dog again.

You sighed, glancing at the clock, 12:30 AM. You were beginning to think that maybe Ian wasn’t home, but you changed your mind as you heard the barking and the door. You quickly shot up from the couch.

Your feet carried you to the door as you swung it open, face to face with Ian. You weren’t exactly sure what your plan was, maybe just to talk.

“Hey! Glad I caught you I… Uh…” You racked your brain for some dumb excuse as to why you needed to talk to him, but settled for the truth instead. “I just wanted to see Silvio again.” Okay, so maybe it wasn’t the whole truth.

Ian bit his lip, nodding his head at you. He didn’t buy the excuse.

You knelt down by the dog, Silvio gives you a hello kiss, you laughed yet again at the feeling. “What a sweet dog.” You glanced up at Ian, who was already smiling down at you, but quickly averted his gaze when you looked up.

“He seems to like you.” Ian finally spoke, studying the way the dog acted around you.

“I’m glad! I definitely like him.” You gave Silvio one last pet before you stood up. “I’ll let you two go, now.” You laughed, moving your eyes away from Ian’s.

“It was good seeing you again.” He said before he moved to walk away with Silvio, but stopped abruptly, turning around to face you again. “Hey, do you wanna…” Ian cleared his throat. “Do you wanna walk with us, tonight? If you’re not busy or you don’t have to go to sleep yet?” Ian asked hopefully, hoping it wasn’t an odd request.

You laughed, looking down at your attire before you decided to shrug. “I’d love to.”

The First Time He... | Optional Bias Scenario [Series] | Part 4

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

Summary: After disappearing for a week, you’re surprised when he shows up to the store, not only asking why you were gone but sticking around long enough to leave you a flustered mess.

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1445

The First Time He…Stayed

The sun slowly begins to descend behind the tall buildings as you hike the straps of your backpack further up on your shoulders. A cool breeze replaces the stifling heat of the afternoon. You shiver, regretting the choice to forego your jacket on the walk to work.

Spring is a season of extremes here, with hot days and cold nights. The whiplash of the temperature, added to the stress of your impending exams, had made you sick enough to miss an entire week of shifts at the store. You’d be lying if you said that you weren’t a little relieved to finally be back again.

The last chocolate bar from the pile of snacks you’d been given during your last shift sits at the bottom of your backpack. You can’t bring yourself to touch it — the only evidence you have left of that bizarre encounter.

Even when you’d been buried under piles of used tissues and cue cards, you’d found yourself reaching for your phone to check up on the guy you couldn’t seem to get off of your mind. Their comeback schedule seems to have gotten a little less hectic, so you hope that means you’ll see that familiar face sooner rather than later.

You smile to yourself, feeling a little silly, but he’d been so nice to you that night even though he didn’t have to be, given that he was under the impression that you’re an anti-fan, and that kindness had stuck with you.

Your coworker notices your good mood the moment you enter and she eyes you curiously.

“I’ve never seen you this happy about work, especially the late shift,” she says as she removes the button up uniform shirt she wears over her own tee. You shrug, slipping beneath the counter to stand beside her.

“Guess the time off put me in a good mood,” you say over your shoulder, entering the break room to grab your own uniform. She follows you, retrieving her belongings from her locker.

“I don’t know how you handle the late shift,” she comments with a small shiver. Her eyes are fixed on the small mirror stuck to the locker door as she reapplies her mauve lipstick. “The store is so creepy when it’s empty — and it’s so boring. I almost lost my mind.”

You grin, thinking of the chocolate bar, as you slip on your uniform shirt. “It’s not so bad, sometimes.”

She quirks a brow at you and slams her locker shut. “Well I’m just glad I don’t have to cover your shift anymore.” Throwing a hand in the air as she leaves through the back door, she calls a quick, “Good night.”

You shake your head before you return to the front of the store. Now that your exams are over, and you have a few weeks of freedom before your summer classes start, you no longer have to study during your shifts, so you pull out the novel you’ve been meaning to read out of your backpack and settle in for your shift.

Every time the digital bells chime, you immediately glance toward the door in anticipation, but after hours of disappointment you focus all your attention on the novel to avoid the feeling again. It’s well past the time he’d normally come in — so late that you’d soon be relieved by your manager who worked the morning shift.

You call out the standard customer greeting in a less than enthused tone when the door opens, flipping to a new page in your novel without looking up. Only when you see the customer in your peripheral vision do you look away, straightening fully when you realize it’s the one person you’ve been waiting your whole shift for. A small smile plays on his lips as his eyes drift toward the novel in your hand.

“Good book?” he asks, jerking his chin toward it. Your grip tightens on the book as you nod slowly.

“It’s a little silly, but entertaining, I guess.” You push it aside to serve him. Instead of the usual cans of coffee, he’s picked up some bottles of juice. You quirk your brows, but ring up the items silently. He takes his time counting out the exact change, almost like he’s stalling for time, and your confusion grows.

“You haven’t been working,” he says after handing you the money. You glance up from the register, surprised.

“Yeah, I had exams,” you say, shutting the drawer. “I got a little sick, too, so I took some time off. Bag?”

He clears his throat, nodding toward the drinks. “I was actually planning to ask you if you wanted to have a drink with me.” Gesturing toward the empty table beside the store entrance, his eyebrows knit together. “Is that allowed? You’re technically working, but no one’s ever in here when I come in so I figured—”

“Yeah — yeah, I can sit with you.” There’s no real rules against it, once you’re not ignoring customers. You two stare at each other quietly for a moment before you jerkily climb under the counter. He moves to make room for you and you’re overwhelmed by the closeness when you’re finally standing beside him.

You cough to hide your nervous smile and glance toward him, “Should we—?”

“Right.” He grabs the drinks and follows you down the aisle toward the table. The awkward tension only seems to grow when you’re both seated, facing one another. You fiddle with the cap of your bottle, the silence stretching as you both drink your juice and avoid one other’s gaze. Finally, you decide to try and break the silence.

“You don’t have to go back to practice?”

This snaps him out of whatever thoughts have been plaguing him. He looks at you with furrowed brows. “How did you know…?”

You feel your cheeks heat up. You probably seem really creepy, so you try to backtrack. “Well, I figured since it was late and you always get coffee to stay awake…”

“Oh.” You swear his own cheeks seem a little redder than usual, but it’s probably just your eyes playing tricks on you. “That makes sense — but no. We’ve finished up for the night, that’s why I’m here so late.”

You nod, taking a sip of your juice to save yourself from having to fill the quiet again. He begins to laugh to himself suddenly and your eyes drift back toward him with wariness. He stifles his laughter with a shaky smile and raises his hand in apology.

“Sorry,” he says with wavering lips. “It’s just — I don’t remember ever being so awkward around somebody before.” It’s not hard to believe given his occupation, but these kinds of interactions are routine for you because of your self-conscious nature. You almost apologize, ready to explain that this awkwardness definitely rests on your shoulders, when he continues, “I think I’m just worried about what you’ll think. I feel like I have to prove myself to you.”

“To me?” you ask, incredulity thick in your voice. “Why?”

He smiles softer now and shrugs a shoulder. “I guess it’s because I know you don’t like me.”

You frown. “Why would you think that I don’t—oh.”

You feel the weight of his gaze on you as your own eyes drop to the tabletop. You clear your throat.

“I don’t not like you,” you mumble. “You’re so nice, how could I not like you?”

“That’s a relief to hear,” he says in an amused tone, leaning back in his seat.  He shakes his head, infinitely more comfortable than he’d been a few seconds ago. “I didn’t like the idea of you not liking me, so I sort of made it my mission to change that.” When you dare to look at him, you find him already sheepishly grinning at you.  “You must think that’s conceited of me — huh? Not being able to handle criticism.”

“No, I — ” You bite your lip, unsure if you should continue. “It’s endearing, a little bit.”

His smile becomes less shy. He gets to his feet and collects your empty bottles to throw in the trash.

“Well I’d better leave before you find a reason to hate me again.” He zips up his coat and shoves his hands into the pockets of it. “Drinks on you, next time?”

He shoots you a cheeky smile that you’ve only seen on the screen of your phone, the one that oozes the confidence he displays onstage with his members, before exiting the store. You’re left flustered, stuck in your seat until your manager walks in a few minutes later, asking you what on earth you’re doing.

A/N: Hey you guys, sorry it’s been so long! I made this part a little longer to make up for the time it took to write it so I hope you enjoy :) xx Fee

Charlie the Unicorn: 1-3 Starters
Charlie the Unicorn 1 (Link)
  • “Hey____, Hey_____ wake up.”
  • You silly sleepy head… wake up”
  • “This better be pretty freakin’ important. Is the (place) on fire?”
  • “We found a map!“
  • “Please stop bouncing on me.”
  • “Enough with the singing already!”
  • “Oh god, what is that?”
  • “Shun the non-believer!”
  • “It/He/She/Name did say anything!”
  • “Seriously guys, we shouldn’t be on this thing.”
  • *repeats name over and over*
  • “We’re on a bridge (Name)”
  • “I’m gonna stay out here.”
  • “Alright fine! I’ll go inside the freaking (place/Location)”
  • “What’s going on here?!”
  • “They tok my freakin’ kidney!”

Charlie the Unicorn 2 (Link)

  • “Look over there!”
  • “Oh look, It’s you guys.”
  • “Go away, I’m watching TV”
  • “The Vortex has been opened!”
  • “You guys are freaking me out.”
  • “I have the amulet!“
  • “Now go away! I’m sick of the horrible things that happen when you two are around.”
  • “Nooo Darkness!”
  • “What are you two doing?“
  • “Stop that.”
  • “What did you two do?”
  • “It’s the Choo Choo Shoe!”
  • “I’ll just walk.”
  • “Who is that?”
  • “You guys see it right?”
  • “I’m getting creeped out here, somebody say something.”
  • “Put a banana in your ear!”
  • “I’d rather keep my ear clear.”
  • “You will never be happy if you live your life in fear.”
  • “Oh of course, he/she/it burst into flames.”
  • “(Name) You’re the banana king!“
  • “That doesn’t even make sense”
  • “Where did you go?”
  • “Okay, that’s a sprain.”
  • “Great! They robbed me!”

Charlie the Unicorn 3 (Link)

  • “Hello? Is someone there?”
  • “What! What do you want?”
  • “Give me a heart attack, that’s fine.”
  • “That was the scariest thing i’ve ever seen.”
  • “Grab onto our/my tongue(s)”
  • “This looks exactly the same!”
  • “We gotta be sneaky, sneaky (name), we gotta be sneaky”
  • “You have a bad connection!”
  • “Time to go down below, into the liquid abyss”
  • “This is where we’ve hidden the snowman”
  • “I can’t breath underwater!”
  • “I’m not even going to ask how I’m still alive.“
  • “I think I died long ago and you two are my eternal punishment.”
  • “You’re like a constant downer, huh?”
  • “The door is everything!”
  • “The door controls time and space, love and death.”
  • “The door can see into your mind, The door can see into your soul!”
  • “Oh my god! It’s a (Animal)”
  • “It’s gonna kill us!“
  • “But _____ they care about you!”
  • “I can’t tell if you’re adorable or creepy.”
  • “Probably gonna go with creepy.”
  • “(Name) really loves you!”
  • “Please stop singing to me.”
  • “I can’t wait.”
  • “I wanna be with you forever!!”
  • “Oh there goes everyone exploding.”
  • “Oh sleeping gas of course, why did I expect any different?”
  • “Where am I?”
  • “Oh look, it’s my kidney.“