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kai-anderson-whore · 1 year

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The evans (what they're like drunk)

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Tate Langdon:

okay so I feel like tate would be so fun to get drunk with

•until he thinks of something sad then your his shoulder to cry on

•you'll probably end up crying too

•but besides that he'll play nirvana on repeat and will make you dance with him to about a girl

•you will definitely make out at Somepoint during the night

•that's the type of friendship you both have

Kit Walker:

•now kit is a pretty relaxed when he drinks which in my mind is probably like a few beers at night once the kids are asleep

•I'd imagine him with a record on probably elvis or sinatra sitting on his chair with you in one arm a cold beer in the other

•he'd be more loving when he has a drink or two in him placing kisses on your shoulders telling you sweet nothings

•just blissful

Kyle spencer post- death:

•now as we all know Kyle is a frat boy so he'd be a mess if he's completely hammered

•but he's the responsible one so that doesn't happen often

•he'd make sure your safe and that his frat brothers don't do stupid things

•but if he get so drunk he'd be like "y/n do you know how much I love your cute face" with smoochy lips 😘😘

Jimmy darling:

•we've seen it in the show he has his moment when he's drinking

•like tate one minute he can be happy singing songs that pop into his head without a care In the would to being all sad or angry if its missing his mother or just something stupid that pissed him off

•his hands will be all over you without a doubt he's a horny drunk

•you would tell him no if you are sober but if you drank with him then your going at it all night let's just say

James patrick march:

•Now as we all know james likes his whisky and absinthe and being dead he could literally drink anyone under the table

•he doesn't get wasted probably thinks it's distasteful but he did a few times before and let's just say he's a helpless romantic even drunk

•would literally shower you with live and affection and if you don't let him he's a whiny bitch

•"darling What's the matter please hug me" "James you reek of booze" "this is an outrage"

Rory monaghan:

•Rory will bombard all his social media platforms with videos of a night out like he would post every detail of the night

•instantly regrets it in the morning when he's hungover

•will definitely do weird dad dances and would want you to join him so he's not alone

•I feel like he's the type of drunk that would need to be on one of those backpacks kids have so they don't run away because the second your eyes leave him he's off and it will take ages to find him

•he would be one of those drunks that ask so many weird questions no one knows the answer to like "how are humans actually put on this earth it doesn't make sence"

(Kai Anderson)

•Now kai would stop drinking because he needs to stay sharp for the cult but if he's having a very bad day he would drink his problems away or fuck his stress out of you

•he's an angry drunk for sure would constantly snap at anyone in sight and throw glasses in the room

•if your there you could possibly calm bim down sometimes it's a no go but you try your best

•would definitely try and get into your panties but you say no because well he's drunk but kai is consistent and will not take no for a answer

(Jeff pfister)

•Jeff wouldn't drink since he's always off his tits with the coke but he might mix them both on occasion

•he would blackout not remember a single thing at all

•probably would make out with mutt since he's completely wasted

•would wake up the next morning with mutt not remembering a thing which freaks him out because he could had probably committed a crime and he wouldn't know but you were there the next morning with a photo gallery full of videos from the night before

(Austin sommers)

•Now we all know austin likes his alcohol but he also likes to still be fully aware of what's going on around him

•but once in a blue moon he would get hammered which he would never be away from karaoke singing all the cheesy hits like cotton eye Joe or barbie girl

•once your both home he would ask you to pamper him with face masks and what not, so you both lay on the bed with a face mask on some more whisky laughing and joking (I think this could be a fic?)

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albobeati7 · 1 year

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Imagining a domestic-ish AU where non humans and humans can be in the same universe and its not AS weird 😎

And the Terror Trio are all content creators:

Streex is obv a trick skating shark mutant. That's hecking lit. While trick skating makes up most of his content, he also does drum covers and will HAPPILY roast your favorite musical during a stream or something. Because he's a theater kid with ✨️opinions✨️ Also my man's can sing 🎶. He'll also talk about his life since becoming a mutant and will answer questions buuuuut it usually devolves into theatrical roasting. And yes, there are thirst traps 💋

Vinnie is a dare devil biker mad mouse from Mars 😈. His content includes stunts, racing vlogs, and him performing wild dares and challenges from his ADORING public. Also the self proclaimed selfie King, he's ALWAYS taking a selfie. Like, c'mon, he can't get ENOUGH of himself. He'll also have story time, talking about his time in the rebel forces on Mars and his work on earth too! And yes, there are thirst traps.👅💦

Now Brooklyn still had that sweet 1000 year sleep and had to wake up to new world, new tech, ect, ect. But y'know, once things got settled, I could DEF see him getting into street/urban photography. He doesn't seem like the type who NEEDS the spotlight on HIMSELF, but loves to capture the beauty around him. And when you can scale buildings like HE can, getting some crazy angled, perfect shots is a reward on its own! Vidoegraphy is a more recent passion of his and what sets off his content creating journey (and its also how he meets Streex and Vinnie in this AU 👀👀👀). He'll hold streams to show off his editing process and talk about his adjustment to modern times. Alot of people come for the art, stay for the voice tho--....he shoots the thirst traps for the other two when they start dating 🤫

......I have been thinking about this all day, it's SO FUN AAAUGH!

But I'll stop with the ramblings here 😌😌😌

.....Unless 🤔🤔🤔

#biker mice from mars #90s cartoons #street sharks #disneys gargoyles #bmfm #gargoyles brooklyn #streex #biker mice vinnie #albo rambles #au thoughts #content creator au #im so normal #i wanna draw things mmmmmmm #the terror trio #terror trio

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v-anrouge · 7 months

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Hiya Aster!

I'm rather curious about the matchups you're doing (even though you've more or less matched me with someone in the past), so I thought I'd send a little something in, too, either to reaffirm who you've given in the past, or to receive someone else! (No pressure to do so, though, of course ♡) ^w^

Now, a little about me:

Love languages: Giving - physical touch, words of affirmation; Receiving - physical touch, quality time

Hobbies: Creating things!! (cooking/baking, fibre arts and sewing, playing music/singing, acting/filmmaking, dancing, a little writing, etc.), and I also like learning about the world :)

Personality: I'm fairly reserved most of the time, curious about the world, creative, polite, supportive (a bit parental), and a bit dramatic - I'm a band and theatre kid.

Type of people I like: People who have some similar interests to me, hard workers who will also let me help them, people who are appreciative of food or the culinary arts, and those who are fairly calm.

Preference for hobbies: I'd prefer someone with more creative hobbies - I don't have much interest in sports.

Type or personality I work better with: Honestly, I usually work well with people who have a similar demeanour/personality to me, but who are maybe a little more outgoing.

Thanks in advance for the matchup! These are always so intriguing (⌒‐⌒)

to the surprise of absolutely no one; im pairing you up with JADE!

although jade loves his brother he has to admit even him who has been by his side ever since the womb (or egg...or hole in the ground..IDFK) gets him as much as you do, you two are extremely similar in so many ways and he can't lie that it feels really comforting to have someone that gets him perfectly like you do. you two have almost the same likes and hobbies and he really likes it that he can talk to you about the things he's interested on freely and have you actually pay attention and care about it instead of simply shutting him off

jade LOVES cooking with you, seriously, he'll want to cook every meal he almost never orders out because he just would rather be there with you making a delicious meal or snack together. he'd absolutely love it if you showed him how to make dishes from your childhood and also the silly weird combinations that for some reason have you crazy over them, in exchange he'll be thrilled if you're interested on his culture and will most definitely try to talk it out with his family to be able to have you visit, for some reason seeing you in the place he grew up in just makes him euphoric

he will for sure try everything to convince you to show him your writings and films, he can't help but be extremely curious, you just fascinate him, and even when he thinks he knows everything he has to know you always manage to surprise him, and that is a feeling he always looks forward to, so won't you let him peek at the results of your deepest feelings?

you are one of the very few people that jade allows himself to be emotional in front of, he feels safe around you, he trusts you fully and it's quite the scary experience for him, he's never felt quite like this with someone before, sure he loves and trusts his family, but they're his family, it's kind of expected, but you? its crazy for jade to think that at some point you and him were simply two strangers that didn't know anything about each other, you know so much jade, he never really meant to share so much with you, but he just really couldn't help it when all his poor little heart wanted to was to rest upon your gentle hands and open itself for you to see, you make him feel warm, calm you make the feeling of restlessness that took over his body everytime he stopped to take event the smallest of breaks go away, and so he can't help but search for your presence, for that little piece of heaven he's come to feel like he cannot live without, you mean so much to him, and although floyd pokes fun at him for becoming "too soft" jade wouldn't trade this for anything in the world

extras; floyd, rook & trey

#idk if this is rlly that good #sorry ueueue #✎ ⇣‧₊˚ 【asks #ৎ୭ ⇣‧₊˚ 【stinks #♡ᭂ ⇣‧₊˚ 【 my deadly nightshade

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symphonicmetal101 · 2 years

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Could you do something with the animals that the demon forms are based on? ~~ok maybe I’m just that crazy for cow Belphie but ok~~

It took me a long fucking time but here we go Also...the spacing in this thing is weird, and I don't know why-

Demon Form Animal Quirks the Brothers Have

(I'm so good at titles, can you tell?) LUCIFER - ok so peacocks are pretty rad, not gonna lie

- bitch will not get close to water in this form - will screech if surprised, then get flustered and refuse to admit that he made that sound

- also has a specific call for when its going to rain, and will go hide in his room for the storm...and continues to make the terrible noise until its over.

- (generally, when it comes to sexuality and gender identity I leave it to readers to decide, but I'm making an exception now, though if you guys want to see my hcs for that for the boys- remember they're different for everyone!!- then let me know-) but peacocks are polygamous, so in his demon form he may court or flirt with up to four or five people

- His wings are mostly for show, but he can fly short distances

- He gains more speed in this form and its *terrifying*(if you're the one being chased, on the sidelines its hilarious), as he makes a "chase call" as he does so, which is a high pitched screaming sound

- He likes to sing in the morning to start his day off, and again right before he goes to bed MAMMON - Ravens are fucking rad too - He is a lot smarter than he lets on

- His memory is amazing, especially with peoples faces

- Hordes and steals shiny things more often, sometimes goes complete bird brain so when he comes to again he just has a handful of bolts or a doorknob because it was shiny...has no value and he has to try and find where he got it from

- Ravens mate for life, so in this form he is *especially* possessive of you because...he's already deemed you his mate!

- In this form, he's a little friendlier with Lucifer, or he tries to be. For sOmE reason, ravens tend to try and make friends with big animals, see wolves, gorillas, etc. and its adorable..in most cases-

- He has difficulty turning down a favour in this form, especially in cases regarding kids, like babysitting. Ravens have been known to adopt other eggs and raise the young as their own, so chances are Mammon was the one that raised Satan

- He attacks from above when he gets defensive/offensive and will not stop until you step in or the person/animal backs off

LEVI

- He cant heat up his entire room because he doesn't want to hurt Henry

- That being said, Henry 2.0 is actually Henry 3.0, because he once didnt eat after a long gaming marathon, so when he shifted into his demon form disgruntled, he blacked out for a moment and ate his fish before going to sleep. (Yes, he can unhinge his jaw, but didnt need to for Henry) Mammon happened to walk in on this and silently replaced Henry so Levi wouldnt be upset.

- Levi's fangs wear out fairly quickly, and usually he loses one before the other. He hates it when it happens and will go sulk in his room unless you tell him you think its cute, because it is -Levi's scales, like snakes, are made from keratin. This means sometimes when he's really bored, he'll paint his scales before he sheds- the coolness of the paint makes him a little sleepy but also helps keep his mind off the itchiness

- He does sleep with a heat lamp and an electric blanket to keep warm and cozy

SATAN

- save a cow ride a horseboy, amirite? /j

- basically a centaur in his demon form, his hair grows longer and yes, it gonna be sparkly too, his blonde hair gets a little lighter too

- Do not approach him from behind he will buck - No, he will not let you ride him like a horse - MC, he said no - Fine, but he's just gonna be an antsy boy and want to ***RUN*** - Once you guys get outside, find the nearest field and hope to god he knows when to turn around so you guys arent endlessly running away from HoL

- Enjoys having his hair braided - He always sleeps standing up - He hates being alone, and will frequently stay close to you or seek companionship from his brothers or a club from school.

ASMODEUS

- okokok Scorpions are freaking cool-

- so first of all, scorpions dance before they mate!! The actual term translates to "a promenade for two", so once he touches you in this form, he'll take your arm in his and walk you to where he wants you to be and I feel like this is going NSFW so we'll stop there kashdkjghf

- some scorpions are fluorescent in UV light, and Asmo is not an exception to that. He shows up in a bluey-green hue, and has done make up and photoshoots in UV light to show his glowy self off!

- He's particularly sensitive to his environment, and through vibrations in the area, he can tell who's coming and where he is even in poor light.

- Like the Emperor Scorpion, after molting, he exhibits a golden color from the tail to the head that gradually becomes dark and matches his tail (a little different, but thats what came to mind)

- If he slips completely into this scorpion brain, he will eat almost anything put in front of him, and rivals Beel, but after he's eaten he could technically go a year without eating anything. He uses his diets to stop himself from needing to do that, as he might not need to eat for a year but its tough when you have to watch everyone around you eat and you're too full/can't mentally handle it.

BEEL

- He can break into millions of flies, or simply pick up more tendencies of flies (if you havent already, I think you might like to read my Halloween drabble on demon form Beel) - Spits on his food before eating it, but does it as inconspicuously as possible, as he's a little insecure about it

- Likes to walk on the ceiling sometimes, usually doesnt realize he's doing it. Sometimes he does it to untie Mammon or to keep Belphie away from Lucifer.

- He has an incredible reaction time in general, but its even better in this form. - He has compound eyes but uses glamour to hide them, not wanting to scare you

- His room is a MESS when he's in this form, and he tries to keep all his mess in just his room but in this form he's generally more comfortable in messy places.

BELPHIE

- ok listen - cows are great for anxiety - but technically Belphie would be a bull - so despite my brain screaming at me - These are based off cows and not bulls - Belphie really enjoys being read to, and getting nicknames, even if he denies it. - His burps? Disguting, sorry this needs to be known. He has the biggest and most disgusting burps out of all the boys - As a kid/first little while being a demon, he ate a magnet, just because he wanted to, but now it protects him from whatever he might eat in his sleep - Belphie obviously has his best friends, in you, Beel and Satan and if he's separated again from any of you he will become severely anxious until he's around you again. - He loves solving problems, not like "how do I get my finances in order problems" but more like...life hacks- he enjoys using them to be lazy, but also just makes him happy

#obey me shall we date?#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me swd #omswd #shall we date obey me #obey me fandom #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmo #obey me beel #obey me belphie #obey me brothers #obey me headcanons #v talks #obey me demons

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daisys-gard3n · 2 years

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I have no experience in visual arts but if there are music programs… 👀 I could see myself majoring in vocal performance or doing something instrumental in the yandere art school au — Laur 💕

The school has a lovely performing arts program, ranging from orchestra, an arrangement of bands you can play and participate in, music education, music history, theatre, technical theatre, opera, choir, show choir, and even studio mixing!

You already have a relationship with the theatre student, Prosciutto, either you're in the theater program or you just happen to share the same stage like every other performing art does. Being in a fair share of musicals, one notable Phantom of the Opera, he'll be willing to give you tips so that you have a stable voice while projecting to the crowd. You would also have a relationship with him if you were playing some type of instrument since the theatre production have live music performing at the same time. He'll be rather strict and kinda mean if you choose to be under his wing, he's forming you into the perfect performer after all. Oh, but why do others have the gall to talk to you and oogle you? You're still a work in progress, you need to be under his wing still! You simply can't function without him! Prosciutto couldn't imagine a world that you would be separated from him! You need him! You need him!...You'll be with him forever because you need to be taught!

Woodshop students help out tech theatre students, so you can see them bringing in different large wooden set pieces and they paint on set with tarps all over. You'll get to meet Formaggio and Narancia. Formaggio thinks its cool you can sing/play and instrument, things like that were never his forte and he prefers carving at something and then putting up for sale. He likes to flirt with you and show you some things he's been working on set, but he likes to drop by with some lunch for you and call you is 'little song bird/little musician'. Although, as chill as he seems, Formaggio gets easily jealous...Those pests...Dare to come up to you? The more you ignore him and his warnings, the more obsessive he becomes...Maybe he can use his trusty hacksaw...Maybe little birdie doesn't need their vocal cords. Maybe little musician doesn't need their limbs anymore. Narancia is a hyperactive boy who thinks its so cool you perform live, his singing abilities sound like a cat throwing up and he can't play anything but the triangle. He likes to be your little audience when you practice and cheers you on! He also likes to make you little trinkets and toys out of wood and paint them and give them to you, wanting you to praise him for his hard work. But...Why do you treat him like a little kid or a brother when you treat other men differently? He was a man too, he can take care of you too! Narancia hated seeing you surrounded by the attention of other men...No...He was supposed to be your husband! He had a whole family planned out for the two of you! No no no! He won't accept it! Maybe Narancia had been too nice...Maybe...He needed to cage you in.

But for you laur...Leone had been walking past the theatre as you were practicing, he stopped in and peaked to see you performing. You were moving in such a way that not even a raphael painting could capture the sheer beauty and fluidity you had flowing throughout your body and throughout your voice/instrument. He's interested now, and he'll keep an eye on you. He'll strike up conversations with you, considering that he likes music and will have conversations about it and might even show up in the back of the theatre watching you practice like the goth he is. The more he got to know you, the more he saw that smiling face, the more he heard that enchanting music you had...He'll slowly form you into his muse. Venus had been reincarnated into you. Flora was inferior compared to you. He has his...Impulses, Leone will admit it's kinda weird. First, making you in the form of venus for a small project...then he starts making busts he can kiss in private, replicas of your hands, feet, torso, life-sized statues...Breaking each one that doesn't suit his standard. Leone needed something to worship, a goddess who could truly live through his work...Oh, but his insatiable lust for you will grow and grow, starting from simple romanesque nude statues to full sex scenes in relief and even dabbling into silicone making to make makeshift...pocketpussies to replicate you. Oh, how embarrassing if you had walked in and saw him like this. He just wants to worship his goddess, give you his everything and kiss at your feet. Leone was a mere mortal compared to you. His private photography studio filled with images he took of you stalking you in secret, things he collected through your trash, all for his little alter. Oh, if he could touch his goddess and worship you, he would simply die...There was no one in this world who was a better worshiper than him, even if he had to squish these pesky bugs in his way.

#yandere art school au #yandere prosciutto #yandere narancia #yandere abbacchio #not sfw #whoreiaki kakyoin #fem reader

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leabethchase · 3 years

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Now that Rini is over, this is my headcanon for a potential male love interest for Ricky if they were to make his character Bi

In my head he looks like Sam Holland (Tom Holland's brother)

He'd be the new kid in school, a foreign transfer student from England (because british accents 🤤)

He's charming with an easy going smile. He doesn't take anything too seriously. He's kind of a lone wolf, liking the quiet that comes with being by himself, though he does get along with people easily. He's also a shameless flirt when he likes someone, and that someone just happens to be one Ricky Bowen.

Ricky first sees him at the skate park. He notices almost immediately because he knows everyone at the skate park, except this dude.

He's chilling in the corner, no skateboard in sight. Instead he has a BOOK and he's READING.

Who reads at the skatepark?

Their eyes would meet and the boy would slowly give Ricky a charming grin while looking him up and down.

Ricky would freeze, suddenly unable to move, unsure why he just got nervous butterflies in his stomach. Then he'd quickly turn away and start skateboarding, hoping to get away from the new kid and his smile that caused that weird feeling

He'd feel the other boy's gaze on him the entire time and try to avoid making eye contact. He had no clue what this kid's deal was with the staring but it was starting to frenzy his nerves to the point that he almost stumbled off his board three times.

Eventually he decides to go home. On the way out he can't resist looking over, and to his confusion the boy is still watching him. The boy shoots him another smile on his way out and Ricky practically bolts out of there, wondering why the hell there were wild butterflies in his stomach

Ricky runs into him, literally, while rushing to get to class on time because of course he's running late.

When they slam into each other hands grasp his arms to make sure neither of them fall

"Oi mate, be careful there."

When Ricky meets the boys eyes his own widen in surprise and he almost curses.

Because of course it was the boy from the park. And of course he was much better looking up close. And of course he was freaking british.

Why did Ricky notice he was handsome? Why did it feel like Ricky's heart was in his throat? What was happening?

Ricky stutters out an apology and explains that he was running late for his class.

The boy just gives another one of his charming, easy going grins that Ricky has come to love hate and reassures him its alright.

The boy can probably tell that he's about to rush off again and quickly asks if he knows where room 204 is.

And Ricky could've sworn his heart stopped.

That was his chemistry class he was currently late for.

And when he tells the boy so his grin gets wider and Ricky could swear his eyes almost glitter with hidden mischief

So together they make their way to chemisty class, rushing but not nearly as frantically as Ricky had been

"I'm Jesse by the way." (Don't come for me, I love that name)

"Ricky."

And when they enter the class Ricky is met with knowing looks from his peers and a usual glare from Mr. Boden.

"Of course you're late, Bowen. New school year, same you."

Ricky cringes and kept help but be a bit hurt

"Actually it's my fault, sir. I was lost trying to find my way here and clumsy me ran into him in the hallway. We had to pick up all his stuff and then he offered to show me the way here after finding out we had the same class. I'm Jesse, by the way. Foreign transfer student."

Ricky could practically hear the girls, and even some boys, in his class swoon over the easy charm he oozed. Ricky felt a tightening in his gut as the girls all made googoo eyes at him.

Was he jealous? The fuck was that?

Mr. Boden luckily buys his story and shoos them off to the only available table in the back of the room, meaning that they would be partners for the rest of the year.

That feeling of his heart being in his throat suddenly came back.

Jesse on the other hand looked extremely pleased.

And as the class went on, soon enough Ricky was pleased as well. His nerves slowly went away, though they always idled right at the surface.

Turns out Jesse was extremely intelligent and was happy to help Ricky as much as he could

Ricky found Jesse extremely easy to talk to. He was funny and great at keeping the conversation going. They talked about the school and about themselves.

Well, actually mostly about Ricky. Jesse seemed to want to know everything about the other boy while only sparing a few details about himself.

It also turns out that Jesse knew absolutely nothing about personal space because even though they had the whole bench to sit at Jesse's stool was placed directly next to his with only an inch of space between them

Everytime their knees or arms bumped into each other Ricky could swear his heart was trying to come out of his throat, and the whole thing was very confusing

But from that class on they had four more classes together. And in each class they'd sit together and joke and get to know one another more.

And from that day on they were friends. Jesse would always be waiting at Ricky's locker in the morning with a smile that seemed to be just for him.

And usually Ricky would arrive with some kind of breakfast treat because a few days into their friendship he noticed that Jesse never ate lunch and always grew uncomfortable whenever asked. So Ricky would bring him breakfast and buy him lunch or pack him a lunch, no matter how much Jesse had originally argued against it

And Jesse helped Ricky with his homework and because of that Ricky so far has not missed a single assignment yet.

Ricky learned that Jesse lives with his grandmother, and she doesn't like loud noises, which is why after school they'll either hang out at Ricky's house, the skatepark, or Big Red's pizza place

Ricky's dad likes Jesse and is very happy Ricky is making more friends. Especially since Jesse seems to bring back the old Ricky before Nini broke his heart

And Ricky would introduce Jesse to his friends but they'd rarely hang out with them. Selfishly, Ricky knew deep down he wanted to keep Jesse to himself. And luckily Jesse seemed to not mind only having him around

But one night at Ricky's house he catches Jesse singing to himself when the brit thought Ricky was in the bathroom. And he was good.

So Ricky takes it upon himself to drag Jesse kicking and screaming to try out for the school play, something Jesse vows to get him back for. But they sing a song together and Ricky can't help but see that their voices just fit. And when they both get roles in the play Jesse can't help but be a little proud

And throughout their relationship Ricky becomes an expert at bi-panic. Any time they touch or look at each other too long his heart races. When Jesse unashamedly flirts with him he can't help but stutter. Or how his heart will completely stop whenever Jesse shoots him his smile. And during the nights Jesse spends at his house, which are becoming quite frequent because he hates being at home, Ricky can't help but admire the sleeping brit in the bed beside him, and it takes all his effort not to touch the curls falling over his forehead.

And all of it is very confusing to Ricky who had never in his life thought of a boy like that before. As cute and lovely. The same way he used to think about Nini....

And the thought is utterly terrifying

But then Jesse will smile at him and he'll calm down and suddenly he's just not that scared of the thought anymore.....

Should I write this into a fic? Or at least do a part two? Let me know!

#hsmtmts #high school musical the musical the series #ricky bowen #bi ricky bowen #joshua bassett #rini #sam holland #bisexual

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tyunniverse · 4 years

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TXT x DISNEY Halloween Shorts 🎃 (2/5)

pairing: ot5 x reader

genre: fluff, crack, college au

warnings: light swearing

synopsis: there's a halloween event at your uni and a few students are in the mood for misfit.

yeonjun | soobin | beomgyu | taehyun | hueningkai

SOOBIN | Snow White (1.5k)

The streets of the university were busier than usual, with various departments and classes loitering around the campus holding their own events for the Halloween festivities tonight. Your class decided to keep things simple, stating that you're already working hard enough with your studies so why not use this time to relax and well, not do much despite still participating. Yeah, that's it. You couldn't agree more.

So the entire class opted to hand out free candied apples to those that can recite the names of all seven dwarves in Snow White. It was that or going out dressed as said dwarves while aggressively singing the Heigh Ho song as you went around the campus. Although, you did spot a few classmates of yours earlier wearing dwarf costumes but then again you could've just been seeing things. Too much candied apples, you think.

“Y/N, let's head over there. A lot of people are gathering.” Your classmate, Soojin, tells you and the two of you follow your other classmates towards the crowd.

Soojin takes out a sign printed on paper that read: Free Candied Apples. It didn't even say anything about the condition in order to earn them, and lacked any indication that this was for a Halloween event. Perhaps your classmates took the “Let's take it easy.” advice too seriously. You ponder whether or not people would actually accept your sweet treats.

“Free food?” A guy with pink hair, carrying a huge duffel bag walks by and takes a look at the sign before eyeing the tray of candied apples in your hands. “Looks good. Don't mind if I do then.” He grins and was about to take one of the apples when Soojin grabs his hand.

“You get one if you can recite the names of all the seven dwarves in Snow White.” Soojin deadpans.

The guy retracts his hand. “The only dwarf I know is that Duck guy but oh well.” He sighs. One last look at the apples and the guy was scurrying away.

You look at Soojin and giggle. “I'm pretty sure he meant Doc.”

“He didn't even try.”

You tell Soojin that you'll roam around for a while to hopefully find more people who're interested for a quick bite. “Free Candied Apples if you can name all seven dwarves in Snow White!” You announce, repeating it twice for good measure.

From the corner of your eye, you spot a guy with blue hair fast approaching. You pretend not to see him until he called out.

“Hey!” The guy greets, now grinning in front of you. “These candied apples are free, right?”

You give him a look over and notice that he was already carrying around a bunch of goodies that you assume were also from other classes that were handing out free stuff. This guy was on a roll.

“Yup. If you can tell me the names of all seven dwarves then you get a free apple.” You smile back at him.

“That's easy.” The guy's smile grows wider with confidence. He must be the first person you've encountered tonight who looked so prepared to answer.

Soojin quickly calls your attention from afar, waving her hands frantically before pointing at the folder sticking out of the paper bag you'd brought along. “Oh!” You put the tray down on the bench and take out the folder, opening it. You look back at the guy with yet another smile. “Since you look like you can actually win this, I'm gonna have to write your name here on our customers list. Can you tell me your first name and department?”

“Soobin, Nursing Department.”

“Alright, thank you.” You say, writing his name before putting the folder back in the bag. “Okay, Soobin.”

The guy, Soobin, perks up after hearing his name. His eyes flutter towards the tray of candied apples that you were now holding.

“A dree apple in exchange for the seven dwa—.”

“Bashful, Doc, Grumpy, Sleepy, Sneezy, Happy, and Dopy.”

“...” A laugh escapes you when he started enumerating. You thought it was cute how he was too excited to even let you finish. “Impressive.” You tell him.

Soobin smirks, feeling pretty proud himself. “I memorized their names today in the shower. You never know when you're gonna need it during events like this, right?” He winks and you can't help but notice the dimple on his cheek. That just made him ten times cuter than he already was. You doubt he actually memorized their names in the shower though. From the looks of it, he might've been a Disney fan since he was a kid.

“Go ahead, pick one. You deserve it.” You raise the tray higher and Soobin happily takes the one in the middle.

He was about to say something as he took the apple when the two of you hear a faint chanting in the distance that got louder and louder as the seconds pass.

“You think there's some sort of performance going on?” Soobin asks but you couldn't quite hear him over the chanting.

“What?” You lean in closer and so does he.

“Is there a performance going on?” He asks, his voice a bit louder than before.

“I—”

Heigh-ho, Heigh-ho

It's home from work we go

In an instant, you were surrounded by a group of seven dwarves whose faces looked far too familiar for you not to notice. They're circling around you and Soobin, continuously chanting the song lyrics aggressively.

Heigh-ho, Heigh-ho

It's home from work we go

It didn't take a few seconds for you to piece together that these were your classmates who'd suggested the whole dwarf idea in the class meeting. Looks like they really wanted to do the thing afterall. But they weren't the only ones who'd gone against the class agreement tonight.

A mischievous grin creeps up your lips as you eye Soobin, naïvely chuckling at your classmates' buffoonery. Poor guy just had to pick the one in the middle, you thought.

There was a reason why you'd separated from Soojin earlier. And it was to switch one of the candied apples with one you'd personally tampered with. You'd gone through numerous trials and errors this morning but you'd finally succeeded in hiding a gummy worm inside an apple, and now that apple was in Soobin's hands. It was Halloween afterall, a little scare prank should be okay, right?

You eagerly watch as Soobin takes a bite, his attention still on your classmates, not noticing the gummy worm that had sprung out.

“Soobin!” You call out to him, hoping he'd hear you despite of your classmates' loud chants.

Soobin turns to face you and smiles, still chewing on the piece he just bit off. “Yes?”

“How does it taste?” You ask, trying your best not to sound too obvious.

Soobin continues to chew on the apple, thinking that the texture felt a little odd. As if something unfamiliar was mixed along the snack. “It tastes great.” He says despite the odd feeling in his mouth. “I'm a huge fan of caramel.”

He wished caramel and apple were the only things he tasted in his mouth right now but there was something else. A taste that he couldn't quite describe.

“That's good to hear. We put in a lot of effort in making them tonight.” Well, you put a lot of effort in inserting the gummy worm but he'll find out about that soon. “We especially wanted it to look right.”

“Looks and tastes pretty good to me.” Soobin says, looking down at the treat in his hand. His eyes widen when he spots something small in the middle, moving around in a swaying motion. The weird texture in his mouth, the unfamiliar taste mixed in with the caramel, and now this thing inside the apple— this thing that had its head bitten off of it's body— Soobin was quite sure of it. He had eaten a worm.

A worm.

Heigh-ho, Heigh-ho

It's home from work we go

“Soobin, is something wrong?” You couldn't hold back the grin in your face.

Soobin looks at you and then back at the apple. “I think I'm gonna—”

He wasn't able to finish his sentence the apple falls from his hand and onto the ground, his body soon following after. One of your classmates manages to catch him and you put the tray down and hurry to his side.

“Oh shit. I think he fainted.” Your classmate tells you and you gulp. “We'll get him to the infirmary.”

In a split second, all seven dwarves were huddled around Soobin, hoisting him up and quickly maneuvering their way towards the infirmary. You were about to run after them when Soojin approaches you, Soobin's candied apple in her hand.

“Care to explain?” She dangles the piece of fruit in front of you and you frown.

Perhaps putting gummy worms in apples was a bad idea after all.

Soobin furrows his brows, feeling quite uncomfortable with the amount of arms holding his body up while taking him towards who knows where. He makes a mental note to himself: stop playing fainting pranks on people.

#txt imagines #txt x reader #soobin imagines #soobin x reader #soobin fluff #txt halloween #soobin imagine

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inkshro0m · 4 years

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Logan's Secret Emotion - A Platonic LAMP Oneshot

cba to get rid of the big gaps so.... sorry bout that😅

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Logan found it very hard to express his emotions. He kept them all to himself in his big brain, the one that's stuffed with knowledge and facts. Or that's what Virgil, Roman and Patton thought...

Patton felt as though Logan found him annoying. The nerd seemed to ignore him or he just had an annoyed expression etched out on his face. Patton always tried to make him feel loved and cared for, and only wanted to express his friendship! Maybe he shouldn't be so bubbly and friendly all the time...?

Roman felt as if he was too... him for Logan. Said man usually rolled his eyes whenever the prince-like man would sing his sentences out, enthusically commenting on the weather, or something like that. Honestly, Roman could be who he is. If who he is is a man who is so extra he could become chewing gum (extra?? the chewing gum???...yeh, that metaphor was wEiRd- hi, future kat here.... pls ignore this =_=) and is just... loud, then too bad for Logan, he wasn't changing.

Virgil felt like Logan just hated him. He was probably too edgy and too emo. The smart guy probably thought he was too anxious for his own well-being and needed to stop, and maybe he just found him too annoying because he was in his way. Then again, Virgil thought that everyone feels that way about him.

One Wednesday morning, Logan received a notification, which is quite rare for him. He usually only got notifications from the news or something.

He was currently solving questions in his favourite problem solving book, 'The Ultimate Trivial Pursuit', smothered in his favourite unicorn onesie, with a coffee sitting out in front of him, slowly cooling down. He rested the book on the table and picked up his phone, opening it up to display one of his best friend- Patton -'s name, along with some tumblr notifications which he just swiped away. He read the text with slightly intrigued eyes following the words displayed before him.

Hey Lo! Sorry to bother

you, but I was just wondering

whether you would like to

join me, Ro, and Virge at

Sanders' Cafe at 12pm?

You don't have to of course,

just wondering! xx

Hmm... did he want to go? Who was he kidding, of course he wanted to go! He loved his friends with all his heart! And yes, he had a heart.

Salutations, Patton. You are

not bothering me. I would

appreciate the oppertunity,

thank you.

What Logan didn't know was that that single message caused an excited squeal to errupt from his beloved friend's mouth upon seeing it.

Three beady eyes had been eagerly watching the three dots slowly bouncing up and down, anticipating for a response. They all felt as though they needed to hang out with Logan more, it felt like he was growing apart from them. Leaving the nest.

Logan had started to get ready as soon as he'd replied, leaving his favourite book and coffee to go cold. His friends were more valuable.

Quickly slipping into his black polo and blue jeans and messily tying his tie around his neck, he was stumbling around the room, way more excited to see his friends than an ordinary person would be. He picked up his comb and brushed his bird nest of hair... how it got this tangled, he didn't know the answer to (which is quite rare). Then, he cleaned his teeth for 2 minutes because body maintenance is important.

Meanwhile, the other three were slightly nervous (even though it is just their friend). What if he was bored or didn't actually want to be there. Roman was the least worried; he didn't really care about what Logan was thinking. Patton just wanted Logan to have a fun time, and Virgil was just his anxious self. What if he was just going because he felt he had to?

Logan was already rushing out of the door and almost tripped down the three steps at his porch... oops. That was just enough to remind him that there are probably people watching... so he just carried on being as fast as he could because why should he have to wait any longer? He tugged at the car door, only to remember that he left his car keys on his bedside table when the door refused to open... dammit!

Sprinting back into his two-story house and up the staircase, he snatched up his keys and went back out to lock the front door (which he'd stupidly forgotten to do the first time). He, more orderly than last time, got into the car and started it.

To check that there where no cars coming, he looked out the window to find a little boy sitting on his bike, wide-eyed. Oh... so there was someone watching...

The embarrassed man just gave him a small smile, just to assure the boy that he was fine. Logan was well known for his stoic manner and teacher-like personality in his neighbourhood, so this must have been pretty weird for the boy... oh well. He can't go back now (both of them can't).

The boy's eyes followed Logan as the car rolled down his driveway. This was awkward. Once the man was sure there were no cars coming to stop him from seeing his friends, Logan pulled out onto the road and sped off towards the cafe the 4 friends where supposed to meet at. Wait... what if they were pranking him? What if they weren't going to come at all? No. Patton wouldn't do that. Neither would Virgil. Roman? maybe, but not Patton nor Virgil.

With anxiety in his eyes, Logan stepped out of the vehicle once he'd parked it and walked, normal pace, into the cafe. His glasses-shielded eyes darted around the room, looking for 3 familiar heads... Bingo! Phew, they weren't pranking him. A tiny smile (you could hardly even see it) made it's may onto Logan's face, all anxiety washed away. He was going to see his 3 favourite people! Those people's heads turned his way when he made it to the table they were sitting at.

Patton's eyes widened upon seeing the necktie-wearing man, despite expecting him. "Hey Lo! I'm so happy you came!", he excitedly greeted, genuinely meaning what he said. The bubbly one hasn't seen the other in over 2 weeks, and that's a long time for him!

Still with a smile that was unnoticable, the formal one slipped into the booth beside Virgil and nodded, "Salutations, I appreciate being able to see you too". He looked around, secretly happy to be with these people again.

Virgil was on his phone, but he'd nodded at Logan because he doesn't want to be rude and be hated even more. Also, speaking wasn't his strong point.

Roman waved, "Greetings, pocket watch! How have you been doing? We haven't seen you in so long". There was slight sarcasm in his tone, obviously a little annoyed that Logan didn't spend more time with them but it wasn't really his fault, they'd need to invite him first. 'Pocket watch' ignored the nickname and the tone, he was used to this sort of thing from the flamboyant man. "Adequate, thank you. What about you? Have you all been doing well?", he looked around the table.

The usual answers came: A grunt from the emo, a "Great!" from the bubbly man, and a "Very well" from the actor.

Logan let his lips twitch upwards to show he cares at least a bit.

"Well, shall we order our drinks? Or are we going to just sit here in awkward silence?", Roman suggested, chuckling a bit after the end of that sentence.

Patton stood up, quite quickly may I add, "Oh yeah! I'll pay for it all; my treat!", he giggled. Everyone reluctantly agreed, knowing there was no point arguing as the dad figure would always win.

Three of them stood up, Virgil staying behind because he doesn't like doing things in groups, he'd go after they'd figured out what they wanted. The emo noticed that Logan's phone had fallen out of his pocket as he'd gotten up, so he picked it up and set it on the table for the teacher-like man to pick up once he comes back. The phone's screen lit up upon contact, revealing several notifications from tumblr. Huh... Logan has tumblr? 'Didn't expect that', Virgil thought. Maybe he'll follow him, his posts must be interesting - seeing as he's very intellectual and smart. He checked the username: '@logical-crofters'. 'Man... he's really obsessed with that jam, isn't he?', Virgil snorted. The darkly-dressed man opened up his own phone and quickly followed him, before the others called him over to choose what he wanted.

Slipping his phone into his pocket and leaving Logan's on the seat, he rushed over to the others to pick a hot chocolate. He'll read his posts later.

Once everything was ordered and everyone was sat down, Logan noticed his phone, causing a confused expression to make its way onto his face. Virgil noticed this, "It fell out your pocket", he simply stated. A nod came from Logan, letting him know he understood.

About 5 minutes later, everyones drinks got delivered to their table. Patton sighed, relaxed, as he smelled the lovely scent of his sweet hot chocolate, which had whipped cream and marshmallows mounted on top of it. Mmmmmm...

Roman happily sipped on his iced tea; it was so refreshing!

While Logan drank his black coffee, Virgil quietly tried to start up conversation, which was a rare sight to see. "So... Logan, I didn't know you had tumblr", this caused the addressed man to almost spit his mouthful of coffee all over Patton, but luckily he's not that careless.

He looked over to the man who'd spoken, "You saw that?". The anxiety that had gone away a while ago had come back, making him fear what the other thought.

"Yeah. When I picked up your phone, I saw the notifications. I haven't read any of your posts yet but I've followed you", he stated, letting him know the details.

Logan let out a squeak that sounded like an 'oh'. 'Please don't read them, please don't- What if he reads them? What if he shows the others? What will they think of me?!'

"Hey, is everything okay?" Patton layed his hand on the almost-panicking man's forearm, bringing him out of his over-working mind. Logan's eyes had been dialating, telling the others that something wrong was obviously going on.

Logan's eyes finally went still, focusing onto the man who was currently comforting him. "Yes, yes. I am fine. Just, Virgil-", he looked at the man he'd addressed, "please do not read my posts..."

Virgil wore a look of confusion. 'Why wouldn't he want me to see them?', he queried.

"Why?", Roman, who'd been quiet this whole time, spoke Virgil's thoughts.

What was he supposed to say? Logan didn't want to let them know why, or his secret would be out! "Just...", he sighed, causing the other three to raise their eyebrows, even Patton. The necktie-wearing man was bright pink, wondering whether he should let the others know what he'd been hiding.

Too late. Virgil was already getting his phone out and clicking on '@logical-crofters' on tumblr. The owner of that account hadn't noticed until a small gasp came from beside him, causing everyone else at the table to whip their heads towards the sound. 'Great', Logan gave up. Virgil knew... he'd definietly tell the others.

Virgil's thumb wouldn't stop scrolling. These posts... they were so sweet! Oh my goodness, Logan, you are so adorable!

Some of the posts read:

"My three best friends: Virgil, Roman and Patton, are the best people in the whole galaxy. I'll bet on it. Virgil is so considerate of other people and is an interesting person over all, he is also fascinated by space, as am I. Patton is, though I don't like to admit it, very funny and adorable... in a friend way. He cares about others so much and does his best to make everyone feel alright. Roman is very creative and a great guy to be around. He is so dramatic, but in a fun way. He tries to agrue with me, which is funny because we all know that I'll win, but he tries his best."

"Patton is so loving and it warms my heart :')"

"I had a long talk with Virgil today and I have found out that he is interested in space!"

"Roman was great at performing as 'Evan Hansen' from 'Dear Evan Hansen' today. The musical was so moving."

Patton and Roman had scrambled their way under the table between them and Virgil to look at his phone with wide eyes, excited to know what Logan was holding from them. Their beady eyes watched the emo's thumb slowly scroll through the posts, reading the compliments and sweet messages talking about them so passionately.

Meanwhile, Logan groaned and stuffed his face into his arms, not before taking his glasses off because... we wouldn't want smashed glasses now, would we?

About 3 minutes had gone by and Logan was contemplating whether he should just leave because this was just way too embarrassing. Suddenly, a pair of arms were thrown around him and squeal sounded, way too close to his ear. Ouch. "Oh my gosh, Logan! I didn't know you felt this way about us, I thought you didn't like us or something but this just proves me wrong!", what it sounded like to be Patton practically shouted into the embarrassed one's ear.

"So you did like the performance! I knew it!", Roman exclaimed. Logan could just see the dramatic pose that man was doing.

There was silence from the darkly-dressed man, which caused Logan to slowly lift his head up, put his glasses back on, and look around. His eyes landed on the silent one. Were... were those tears?

"I- no one's ever said anything like that about me. So... nice", he finally spoke, eyes watering from joy and happiness. He looked up at Logan, a smile creeping up onto his lips. "Thank you, Lo"

This definitely wasn't the reaction he was expecting. "Uh- I... I was just speaking my thoughts. You all mean a lot to me... I know it doesn't show but... it's true", Logan was so suprised he could hardly even speaking in an orderly manner!

All three beloved friends shared a look, one that Logan didn't understand. Oh no...

They all looked back at him..."No thank you. Please-" He was cut short because there were 3 pairs of arms squeezing the usually serious one so hard he was sure that his eyes would pop out, and that's pretty hard to do. "Guys, I can't... breathe...", Logan was pleading now.

They all let go after one more squeeze from Patton, allowing Logan to breathe once more. The dad giggled, "You're so amazing, Lo".

To this, Logan adjusted his glasses and regretfully said, "I believe the correct phrase for this is: 'no you'".

Virgil snorted and Roman burst out laughing. Patton just couldn't resist another hug and Logan was fully smiling. This was very unexpected, but he loved it. They all knew how much he loved them. No more awkward conversing. No more secret emotion...

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abunchofbadchoices · 6 years

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Michael's Song

HSS Michael x MC (Jordan) in Midnight Sun AU

*Disclaimer: Most of the lines I got from the actual movie the Midnight Sun and all the rights belongs to the creators and writers. This is merely a converted fan fiction*

Part Two

"Maria Flores." The principal announced.

The audience erupted into cheers and applause, the principal shaking hands with the Student Council President/Valedictorian as he presents her diploma and Maria Flores bowed proudly to the crowd.

His name is to be called next on stage. Michael stepped forward, not knowing exactly what to feel and to be honest, he just wants this whole thing to be over and get the hell out of Cedar Cove.

He looks behind him and sees a timid blonde girl whose name he barely remember from the classes they shared. Emily Hawkins? Emma? Going farther, he caught some of his teammates' eyes from the line and they raised their fist.

"Go Tigers!" Caleb cheered. Michael smirks.

"Michael Reginald Harrison." Principal Hughs called from the stage.

A ruckus of cheers and hollers came from both the Varsity team and the cheerleading squad. Even some of his 'outcast' friends-- Morgan, Koh and Wes-- joined in on the noise.

"Yeah, Michael!" They yelled.

"Congratulations, Michael." The principal told him with her usual fond smile.

Michael shakes her hand and takes the ribboned diploma from her then raised it in the air, seeing both his parents sitting on the bleachers along with the other, proud smiles on their faces for once. Not the constant disappointment he sees from them all the time.

The graduation continued, unaware of another student, a certain girl named Jordan, has been watching the whole thing live on their local city news.

Jordan smiles on the screen. There he is. He must be famous, she thought, seeing as a lot of students cheered for his name.

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Jordan wakes up around nine in the evening. Her room shrouded in darkness with only a glimpse of the light down the streets.

There is a noisy honking sound coming from the outside and she gets up quickly to check what it was. Down outside, the streets is littered with teenagers walking in groups, chatting excitedly among themselves as they passed.

"I can't believe this is happening!" The driver of an SUV yelled at the others, honking the car.

They must be the students that graduated earlier that day, just like her. Only the difference, they appear to be heading somewhere fun and exciting.

With a sigh, Jordan showered and gets dress before walking down the stairs. The house appears to be empty at first, then she goes down the hall and into a dark room where her father had been setting up a set of photographs.

"Ooh. That's a good one!" She said, watching her dad hung a grayscale stolen shot of herself to a cable.

"Something weird's going on right here." Scott pointed on a spot where her face is.

She punched his arm, pouting, then looks around the dark photography room. Since waking up, Jordan had an idea of going somewhere other than her room, but she wasn't sure her dad will be up for it considering he rarely let her go anywhere by herself.

"Hey, Dad, uh..." She bites her lip nervously. "I was wondering if I could go play with my new beautiful present at the train station tonight..." Earlier, her Dad gave her a present...the same guitar her mom used to play for her years ago.

Scott turns on the light, looking down his watch with a frown. "It's 10:00. Why can't Maria just come over? You could play here for us."

Jordan groans. "Maria's busy with her family. And, Dad, I love playing for you-- I really do, but I also need to get used to playing in front of other people. Please, please, please! Fred will be there. He'll watch out for me-- And I graduated today! Yay!" She wrings her hands in a faux festive way. "Isn't that the American tradition, to extend my curfew?"

Her father looks up the ceiling, trying hard not to grin. "Okay, I'll extend your curfew one hour--"

She squeals in delight, wrapping her father in a hug as she jumps up and down her feet.

"-- which means midnight, okay? Hey, and text me right when you get there, or I'm not just gonna call Fred, I'm gonna come down there. It will be so embarrassing it will become urban legend on why kids should stick to their curfew!"

"I love you!" Jordan shoots finger guns at her dad before disappearing out the door.

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Michael managed to get himself his own bonfire.

The rest of the party has been in full swing at the distance, their classmates dancing, playing and laughing on different bonfires surrounding the beach.

He takes a swig of his beer. Michael had been watching Caleb, Julian and Wes having fun with Payton and the other girls from cheer squad.

To be honest, being here is as much fun as waiting for the graduation ceremony to end. Michael didn't want to be there, but unfortunately, he has a group of athletic friends who practically hauled him out of his house a couple hours ago.

"Dude, is this place--"

Michael shoots the guy a serious stare, then watch with a satisfied smirk as the guy rush as far away from him as he can.

He takes another swig.

From their bonfire, Michael noticed Wes heading his way. Julian and Caleb jostling behind him.

"Hey, don't do that thing." Wes pointed out when they reached his spot.

"What thing?" He sighs.

"That." Julian shrugged.

Wes pats his back. "I mean, you look all sad and it makes me sad."

The three guys chuckle, obviously had drunk too much already.

Julian offered him another can of beer. "Please, just chug this beer and come hang out!"

"Dude, you dodged a bullet, man." Caleb grins. He was probably talking about his failed application to Berkeley, where Michael had been hoping to go after high school and escape from this town. "You were gonna be up at the ass crack of dawn every morning, taking tests, nowhere near the beach. And now, we get to do this..." The guy gestures around them. "Our whole lives!"

Oh, for the love of God, please no. Michael says inside his head. He stands to face the others with sarcastic snorts. "I forgot, doing this our whole lives, it's way better than a full ride to Berkeley."

Julian turns to whisper conspiratorially. "Giselle, on three o'clock."

As expected, the girl indeed went to join them, her gold hoop earrings swing on the side of her face. Giselle gave her a dazzling smile. "Michael..." She says his name in a sing-song way. "You're in trouble."

"What did I do this time?" He played along.

"You didn't get me a drink."

"I didn't know you were thirsty."

"Now you do!" Giselle suddenly pushed him on the left shoulder, making him wince, and her mouth dropped open in surprised at what she did. "I'm sorry!"

"It's okay." Michael grumbled.

"Is that the bad one?" The girl lifts the sleeves of his black shirt, revealing the long jagged scar on his shoulder. "Well, now that you're not playing, maybe you'll have a little extra time for me."

Ah, there it is.

Michael and Giselle grew up close in the small town of Cedar Cove, since Kindergarten actually. For a long time, they were best of friends. Going all over town, recording epic videos together. That was them.

Yeah, typical high school story... The jock and the cheerleading captain getting cozy all the time. But at some point, Michael got tired of everything. He started missing out on parties, spending lunch breks away from everyone. The injury was only the last straw.

"I also have some extra time for you." Wes quipped. "And I'm not playing ball."

Caleb nudged him on the ribs. "You were never playing ball, dude."

"Giselle! Get over here, bitch!" Her friends called out.

"Hold on!" Giselle touchs Michael's arm, her voice turns soft. "You're coming to my graduation party, right?"

Michael nods his head, reluctantly. "Yeah, I think so."

"Good."

And with that, the cheerleader walks away, her hips swinging along with the music.

The guys watch her before turning back to him, goofy smiles on their dumb faces.

He reached down on the bench, picking up his dark-green bomber jacket and puts it on quickly.

"What...what are you doing?" Caleb asked, confused.

"Dodging another bullet."

Wes stepped forward, alarmed. "Come on, Dude! It's our graduation night."

Michael backs away from them, arms up. "I'm not feeling it, boys. I'll see you later."

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The knock she did on the glass window made the man look up from his desk.

"Hey, yo, Fred." Jordan greets.

The middle-aged train station officer smiles in delight at the sight of her. "I was wondering if you were gonna show up tonight."

"What, and disappoint all my fans?" She asked, pointing on the empty lot surrounding the ticket booth.

The man let out a hearty laugh, then she waves over and walked to the small bench on the corner where she always sits to play.

Jordan pulled out the guitar from the case then sets her journal on the space beside her. She knows exactly what to play, and it had been the only song she wanted to play first on her new guitar.

She played a few warm-up notes first, then smoothly gliding her fingers through the strings as the first few notes of the songs plays out. It was a song she had been writing lately.

"While you're fast asleep, counting your sheep,

I'm breathing...

I'll be up all night, playing through this twilight dream

Cause all my life I have been patiently waiting,

For lights to dim to fulfill my destiny...

I'll keep reachin'... As far as I can till break of day

I'll keep reaching..."

Jordan didn't even noticed but the last trip for the night just stopped in front of her and passengers steps off one by one.

"The light of my life will find its way

I know if I reach too far I may not ever recover..."

People passed her by, dropping coins and bills on the open guitar case, but the smiles on their faces was enough for Jordan to keep the music on.

"But I know the stars, Ain't all I'm meant to discover,

So I'll keep reaching..."

It was a rather chilly night. Michael shoves his hands into the pocket of his jacket and strolls briskly down the streets, passing by the train station which is still open for the late night commuters. He was almost around the corner when he sees it. A girl. She was sitting in front of the ticket booth as she plays guitar, the movement of her mouth indicates singing but from the distance, he couldn't hear what she was singing.

To be continued...

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Note: the song title is Reaching by Bella Thorne.

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