Random Oneshots/Stories
Thread Topic: Random Oneshots/Stories
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new rp idea: no name yet, but it’s based on literally any summer camp season/show ever made xD
either it’ll go like this: c1 and c2 are camp counselors at the same camp, and their cabins are also rivals, and they start out by hating each other. but when they have to be put together for the annual camp games against another summer camp, they start to bond a bit. but then some rumors begin being spread by some counselors at the other camp abt c1 and c2 is the only person who knew abt said thing that’s being spread. so they argue but then they later reconcile-
or like this: c1 and c2 are friend, best friends in fact. but they both work for rival summer camps, so they kind of have to pretend to hate each other. they always make sure to spend time together tho, sneaking out at night while their campers are asleep to “the spot” and, well, yk- *wink wink* one day they get caught then decide they’ve had enough of this rivalry crap and try to get both the camps to become friends n stuff lol
OR: we do romeo and juliet style. c1 and c2 are campers at a camp and they’re in rival cabins. both the counselors hate each other but c1 and c2 become friends (or already were friends) and start to fall in love. but both their cabins are like, hell no, they’re the worst, stay away from each other. but obvi they don’t and they sneak out to see each other at night, but then they get caught and yada yada yada, they end up getting their cabin counselors to become friends and stuff.
i’m a sucker for these kind of plots xD -
i’m so doing some of these with blizzard when they get back u^u
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i’m back on my one-shots grind, y’all xD
i think i’m gonna do one shots abt karl and nick, evan and connor, and adrienne and chloe (ocs/characters me and blizzard play as :))
and here is the first of many to come lmaoo
gonna do a happy one before i get to the emo stuff haha
a very special gift~
karl x nick one-shot
“Nick, wake up-“
“Nick, hun, c’mon, you’ve gotta wake up!”
“Baby, it’s Christmas morning, wake up!!”
Nick groaned softly as he rolled over, blinking the tired out of his eyes. “Go- What time is it, babe?” He murmured with that deep, rough morning voice as his sleepy gaze focused on Karl, who was on his knees on the bed, blinking a few times as the brunette got closer.
“It’s almost ten, sleepyhead~” Karl teased, leaning down and pressing a kiss on Nick’s forehead. The ravenette smiled at the gesture and sat up, rubbing his eyes. “C’mon, it’s gift time!”
“Alright, alright, I’m coming,” Nick said with a gentle laugh, kissing Karl’s cheek as he threw back the covers. He stood and stretched, yawning as he began to wake up. He was quickly grabbed by the wrist by Karl, who dragged him out of their room and into the living room of their apartment. He watched as his boyfriend practically skipped over to the tree, admiring the gifts underneath it.
“C’mon, I want you to open my gifts for you!” Karl said with a giddy grin, smiling.
“Mm, I think you should open my gifts for you, first~” Nick said with a chuckle, walking over to his boyfriend for a moment. He paused when there was a knock on the door, confused for a moment before smirking.
“Who could that be?” Karl asked, a confused look on his face.
“Don’t worry about it, I know who it is,” Nick said with a smirk, walking over to the door. “Now, babe- Trust me on this, but I’m gonna need you to close your eyes. And cover your ears,” Nick said with a chuckle, walking back over to the front door.
“Wh- What? Why??” Karl asked, giggling as he went to stand.
“No, sit- sit back down, okay? You trust me, right??” Nick asked, laughing softly. Karl giggled and nodded, proceeding to lose his eyes. “Good~ And don’t you dare peek, mister,” Nick added, getting a thumbs up from Karl before he covered his ears. Nick opened the front door to be greeted by his friend, Connor, and his boyfriend, Evan.. “Hey, thank you so much for grabbing her for me,” Nick said with a sigh of relief. “I almost had a panic attack when I realized I wouldn’t be able to bring her down in time-“
“Hey, no worries, bro,” Connor said with a chuckle, handing Nick a crate and a bag.
“Not gonna lie, I’d do anything for this cutie~“ Evan said with a chuckle, pressing a kiss on the head of an australian shepherd puppy before handing her to Nick. “Shame we can’t stay for too long, but we’re headed back to spend the rest of the day with Chloe and their mom.”
“All good, don’t worry about it,” Nick said with a smile, setting down the crate and bag to take the pup.
“Nick, what’s going on?” Karl called from the living room, eyes still closed and hands still over his ears.
“We’ll let you go, better not keep him waiting,” Connor said with a chuckle, wrapping an arm around Evan’s waist. “Tell Karl we said hi~“
Nick chuckled and nodded, saying his goodbyes to the guys. The puppy squirmed in Nick’s arms, whining happily and wagging her tail. “Alright, alright, I’ll let you down in just a second,” he said with a soft laugh, shutting the door. He walked over to Karl, who was still sat on the floor, crouching down. “Alright, you can open your eyes,” he said after gently setting the dog in Karl’s lap.
The brunette opened his eyes and looked down, gasping. “No- You’re joking, right?” He asked, a wide grin on his face.
“She’s all yours, baby,” Nick said with a smile, watching the puppy bark with joy as she sniffed his boyfriend.
“Hun- Holy s---, I’m about to f---ing cry-“ Karl said with a laugh, tears of joy filling his eyes. He sniffled softly, hugging the brown and tan puppy close. “I’m gonna name you Honey,” he said softly, kissing the top of her head. The puppy barked happily, tail wagging as she licked Karl’s face.
“So, you like the gift?” Nick asked with a chuckle, already knowing the answer.
“Yeah, baby, I do~” Karl said with a smile, tears rolling down his face. He leaned forward and kissed Nick on the lips, smiling happily. “God, I love you so f---ing much, Nick~”
“I love you too, Karl~” Nick said with a chuckle after he kissed his boyfriend, wiping away his tears. -
panic attack.
evan x connor one-shot
TW?: depiction of a panic attack (most likely inaccurate bc i have never had one myself, i tried my best- :’))
Connor sat in his Geometry class, trying his best to keep his focus on the teacher. But his mind seemed to drift elsewhere, unable to focus on anything but his quickening breaths and his pounding heart. Calm down, okay? It’s- There’s literally nothing to be panicking about, why the f--- are you panicking?! His mind shouted as he brought a shaky hand to his chest, gripping onto the collar of his shirt. He tugged at it for a moment, trying to get rid of the non-existent choking the fabric was causing. He looked around the room, his vision almost blurred with panic. Pounding and pounding, his chest ached and his head throbbed. He squeezed his eyes shut for a moment, trying to prevent himself from bursting into tears. He slowly stood and moved from his desk, walking over to his teacher’s desk and shakily asking for a hall pass. It all just felt like a fever dream, an out-of-body experience. He anxiously walked down the hall and turned, walking to the boys locker room. He walked inside and through the locker area, walking over to a supply closet. He opened the door and stumbled inside, fumbling with his phone as he dropped to the floor. His breathing quickened as he sent a text to his boyfriend, hands trembling. His phone clattered to the floor as he sat down, bringing a shaky hand to his chest, resting it over his heart. Calm down, calm down, calm down- Just f---ing CALM DOWN- He let out a choked sob, slowly curling into a ball.
Evan quickly made his way down the hall, praying no one else was in the locker room. He rushed in and walked over to the janitor’s closet, carefully opening it. He peeked inside to see his boyfriend, sat on the floor hyperventilating, hands shaking as he tugged at the collar of his shirt. “Hey, huh,” the brunette spoke softly as he walked over, slowly sitting down beside Connor.
“Can’t breathe-“ Connor muttered, bringing a hand up and gripping onto his hair. Evan lifted a hand and gently grabbed one of Connor’s squeezing it gently.
“You’re okay, Connor- You’ll be okay,” the brunette murmured softly, rubbing Connor’s back with his other hand. “Can you take a deep breath for me?” Connor hesitated for a moment before nodding. Evan nodded and inhaled, holding his breath for a moment and letting it out. He gestured for Connor to copy and took another deep breath, the shaky boy mimicking him. They took a few deep breaths and Connor exhaled softly, leaning into Evan’s side. “You feeling better, baby?”
“Yeah, I- I’m feeling better,” Connor replied quietly, letting out another breath.
Evan nodded, continuing to rub Connor’s back. “You wanna talk about what happened?” He asked softly, looking over at his boyfriend.
Connor shook his head, then rested it in Evan’s shoulder. The brunette nodded, wrapping an around around his boyfriend’s waist. “That’s okay, we don’t have to,” he murmured, kissing the side of his head. “We can just, sit here.” Connor hummed softly, wrapping an arm around Evan. -
writing prompt i found
write a story starting with this sentence: the human mind is truly the scariest thing of all. -
oc headcanon: connor is a chef. hands down, this mfer knows how to cook. his mom works late most nights so he deffo had to learn how to cook for his sister. first it was just basics, like making pastas n stuff, but then he started getting creative n s--- u^u
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honestly i also think he’s definitely thought about being a chef at a fancy restaurant, for sure u^u
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hc: connor wants to become a therapist. or is a therapist- depends on timeline of the rp lol
mental health is a hug part of his life and his boyfriend’s, so that’s a big part of why he wanted to become one, to help others who have dealt with the same stuff he has :) -
“you’re not mad, are you?”
connor backstory.
“Hey, Mama?” 11 year old Connor asked quietly, knocking on the bedroom door of his mother’s bedroom. “Can- Can I come in?” He stood there for a few moments, not hearing anything. Then, the lock on the door clicked and the door opened, his father staring down at him.
“Come in,” the man spoke, his voice a bit rough. Connor tensed up but walked inside, looking around the room. His mother walked out of the bathroom, smiling at her son. He exhaled softly, relaxing a little.
“Hey, honey,” Hannah said with a smile, walking over and sitting on her side of the bed, “what’s up?”
“Uhm, I-“ Connor paused, his hands shaking. No, this- this was a bad idea, why- I’m not ready to tell her-
“Hey, what’s the matter, baby?” Hannah spoke gently, a worried look on her face as she patted the spot in front of her on the bed. Connor walked over, sitting down.
“He’s probably just overreacting, like normal,” the man spoke, rolling his eyes.
“Michael,” Hannah spoke, a hint of sternness in her voice. He sighed, holding his hands up in defense before walking into the bathroom, leaving the door open. She sighed as well, looking back at her son. “What’s the matter, Con?”
“I uhm, I- I wanted to-“ Connor exhaled shakily, trying to stay calm. No, she- she’s my mom. I can tell her. I- I trust her, he thought, folding his hands together. “I wanted to tell you that- that I like boys.”
Hannah opened her mouth to speak, but Michael beat her to it. “You like boys? Of course you do-“
Hannah inhaled sharply, glaring at her husband. “Michael, is something the matter?” She spoke, resting her hand on Connor’s knee.
“Oh nothing, just that my son is a f---ing f*g-”
“Michael!” Hannah exclaimed, glaring at her husband. “That is not okay to say-“
“You know what’s not okay? For a guy to have feelings for another guy!” Michael exclaimed, stepping out of the bathroom and over to Connor. He grabbed the brunette by the arm, dragging him off the bed and lifting him in the air slightly. “How are you not ashamed and- and disgusted by this?!” He shouted, pointing at the boy in his hands, who’s on the brink of tears.
“Michael, you let him go right f---ing now,” Hannah warned, anger in her voice as she stood to her feet.
“No- If you’re not gonna teach him a lesson, I will-“
Michael was cut off my the door opening, 8 year old Chloe appearing in the doorway. “Mommy, I made a new friend at school today!” She exclaimed, smiling. She paused, frowning a little. “What’s going on?”
Michael let go of Connor, who exhaled shakily and moved over to his mother’s side. “Nothing, honey- what’s up?” Hannah spoke with a weary smile, gently taking Connor’s hand.
“Well, I made a new friend, and I wanna make her my girlfriend!” Chloe exclaimed, smiling happily. “Her name is Adrienne, and she’s so pretty! I love her so much!”
“Aw, that’s adorable, honey-“ “Are you f---ing with me?” Michael said, glaring at Hannah and pointing at Chloe. “Her too? You just looove to f--- with me, don’t you?”
“I’m not doing anything, Michael,” Hannah spoke, her voice shaking a little, “and I don’t know what your deal is-“
“Our children are f---ing gay, Hannah!” Michael shouted, anger in his voice. “This, is not okay! Men aren’t supposed to love men, and women aren’t supposed to love women! I- I don’t know how you’re not grossed out by all this bulls---!” He moved over and grabbed Chloe’s arm, making her yelp in pain.
“Let her go!” Connor shouted, all his fear suddenly disappearing. “Don’t you f---ing hurt her!”
“Both of you need to be taught a f---ing lesson-“ Michael was cut off, a hand colliding with his cheek. Hannah stood in front of him, breathing heavy and her palm red. “What the f----“
“Let her go,” Hannah warned, grabbing Chloe’s hand, “pack your s---, and get the f--- out of my goddamn house, a--hole.”
Michael stood there, shocked, but let go of Chloe’s arm. He looked down at the kids with a disgusted look before looking up, leaving the room. “You’ll be hearing for my lawyer.”
“And you’ll be hearing from mine, b----,” Hannah retorted, going and slamming the door. She exhaled shakily, slumping to the floor in front of the door.
“Mama?” Connor spoke softly, grabbing Hannah’s hand. Hannah didn’t reply but looked up, nodding. “You’re not mad, are you?”
Hannah watched her son, a small smile growing on her face. “No, of course not, baby- I’m just glad you told me~” She exhaled softly, crossing her legs and holding out her arms to her kids. “C’mere you two~” Connor and Chloe walked over to their mom, hugging onto her. “I love you two so much, don’t ever think otherwise, okay?” -
chloe immediately after: “so can i make her my girlfriend?”
hannah: “girl, you literally just met her- and you’re eight- that’s gonna be a no from me.”
chloe: *proceeds to bawl her eyes out* “BuT cOnNoR cAn HaVe a BoYfRiEnD???”
connor: “i never said he was my boyfriend! i- i just like him-“ 😅 🥺👉👈 -
“it was just a dream-“
clay x george oneshot
(TW: mention/references of SA)
Clay woke up with a start, tears staining his cheeks and his heart racing. f---, not again… He exhaled shakily, sitting up in his bed. He stared down at his lap, watching his trembling hands. He laid back down and closed his eyes, attempting to to back to sleep. He tossed and turned for a moment, his heart pounding in his chest. He groaned and sat up, glancing over at the door. I hope George is awake, he thought tiredly, throwing back the covers of his bed.
He climbed out of bed and walked out of his room, going downstairs. He turned and walked over to George’s room, hesitating for a moment before slowly opening the door. “George?” He whispered softly, watching the bed for a moment. He waited a moment, whispering again. “George??”
“Mm, yeah?” George groggily replied, sitting up slowly in his bed. He reached over and flicked on the lights, staring at Clay. “Hey, are- are you okay?”
Clay almost instinctually nodded, but stopped, shaking his head. “No, I- I had the nightmare again…”
George exhaled and nodded, a small sympathetic smile on his face. “You wanna talk about it, or just sit with me for a bit?” Clay quietly walked over, sitting down on the bed beside George.
“It- It was just the same thing, like I- I was watching everything happen from- from like a TV screen, and-“ Clay exhaled shakily, leaning against George’s side. “I wish I could just forget about it…”
George nodded, wrapping an arm around Clay’s waist. “I know. And that stuff sticks with you. It’s hard to block it out, but I’m glad you’re not bottling it up anymore.”
“I just- I feel so disgusting,” Clay muttered, his hands shaking in his lap. “I- It’s like I can still feel her hands on my body, taking off my clothes, touching me-“ He brought a shaky hand up to his mouth, holding back his tears.
George exhaled softly, wrapping his other arm around Clay and hugging him close. “I’m so sorry, Clay,” he murmured, pressing a gentle kiss on his forehead. “I- I wish I knew what else to say to you to make you feel better, but- All I can really say is that I’m always gonna be here for you, okay? I’ll always be here to be a shoulder for you to cry on, or an ear to vent to-“
Clay chuckled softly, lifting his head and nodding. “I get it. Thank you, Georgie~” He said with a teary eyed smile, kissing the brunette’s cheek. -
“pillow talk- ITS NOT WHAT YOU THINK-“
connor x evan one-shot
(TW: mention of school shootings, suicide, homophobia)
“C’mere, come- Yeah, lay down beside me,” Evan said with a chuckle, gently tugging Connor down onto the bed. The brunette chuckled and laid down, wrapping one arm around his boyfriend’s waist. “So- So you wanted to talk to me about something?”
“Yeah, I- I wanted to ask you if-“ Connor started, thinking for a moment. “I uhm- Well, I wanted to ask if you- if you had ever heard of- of any rumors about me.” He stayed silent for a moment, watching Evan with an anxious look on his face. “Like- Like before we started dating, and before we ever even met.”
“Uhh, mayyybe??” Evan said, dragging out his words a little with a shrug. “I mean, none that I can remember? People haven’t been spreading rumors about you, have they? Because if so, I’ll-“
“No, no, they’ve- They’ve pretty much stopped, but uh, yeah- People- They had a lot of rumors about me,” Connor spoke softly, exhaling. “I- I mean, I get it, honestly. I wasn’t the best person ever, I did bad stuff-“
“But that shouldn’t be a reason to start stupid rumors about you, right?” Evan spoke, wrapping his arms around Connor’s waist and hugging him close.
“I mean, kind of?” Connor replied, shrugging. “People- They would always call me the uh, the quiet kid. The one who’d shoot up the school because someone got on his bad side.” He exhaled softly, resting his head on his pillow. “They’d- It was like they were just waiting for the day I- I explode. I come to school, guns blazing. And I don’t even know how to use a gun- Well, virtual guns, yes, but in real life? Noo way,” he said, chuckling softly. Evan chuckled as well, running a hand through Connor’s hair.
“And they- They always called me a bunch of homophobic slurs, which isn’t surprised,” Connor mumbled, sighing quietly, “and- and told me to kill myself, which y’know, kind of makes sense why people would think I’d go f---ing ballistic and just- shoot up the damn school.” He paused for a moment, tense in Evan’s arms. “I thought about it once. Just, losing it on everyone who’s hurt me.”
Evan nodded slowly, holding Connor close. “Do you still feel like that now?” He asked him quietly, rubbing his back for a moment.
“No, I- I don’t, I promise,” Connor spoke, chuckling softly. “That- That was like, a one time thing, and I had like, a panic attack about it- Hell, I’m too scared to ask my teachers a question in the middle of class, how the f--- would I be able to do that??”
“Yeah, I never would’ve thought you’d have that in you~” Evan said with a quiet laugh, pressing a kiss on Connor’s nose, then his forehead. “You’re too good of a guy, anyways.”
Connor flushed red, chuckling softly with a smile. “I’m glad you think so~”
“You don’t think those things about yourself, though, do you?” Evan asked, frowning a little. The brunette shook his head, smiling back at the brunette. “Good, because you’re an amazing person~”
“Not more amazing than you are, babe~” Connor said with a smile, pulling Evan close and kissing his lips. He pulled back after a moment, humming with content. “Great pillow talk, huh~?”
Evan blushed, rolling his eyes. “You’re suck a dork~” He murmured, kissing Connor again with a smile. -
“late nights and cuddles~”
finn x aurthur one-shot
“Hey, Aurthur,” Finn whispered softly, laying in his bed on the bottom bunk of the bunk bed. “Aurthur, are you awake?”
“Mm- Yeah, I’m- I’m up,” the ravenette murmured, yawning softly as he sat up. “What’s up?”
“I- I can’t sleep,” Finn murmured, sitting up as well.
“Well, uh- Do- Do you wanna chat or?” Aurthur asked softly, moving over to the edge of his bed and looking down.
“Yeah, maybe- Do you wanna move down here?” Finn asked, looking over. He looked up, smiling when he saw Aurthur’s face poke out from overhead.
“Yeah, sounds- sounds good to me~” Aurthur said with a small smile, nodding. He moved back and got onto his knees, turning around and climbing down the ladder. He moved over to Finn’s bed and sat down beside him, smiling. “Hi~”
“Hi~” Finn said with a smile, pulling back the covers a little bit before laying them on both their legs. “Sorry, I- I just couldn’t sleep, and usually talking with someone until I get tired helps-“
“All good, don’t worry,” Aurthur said with an understanding smile, nodding. “So, what do you wanna talk about?”
“Uh, birds? I don’t know, it’s my favorite thing to talk about,” Finn said with a quiet chuckle, laying back against his pillow.
“What’s your favorite kind of bird?” Aurthur asked in a low voice, doing the same and moving one arm behind Finn, resting it against the wood beam of the bunk bed.
“Hm, I really like bluejays,” Finn spoke softly, hugging his legs to his chest. “And cardinals, and crows. Honestly, I just love all birds,” he added, giggling softly.
“Are you like, the kind of person to know every little fact about bluejays or something?” Aurthur joked, chuckling softly as he gently patted Finn’s back with his hand. “I mean, nothing wrong with that, of course-“
“Nah, my memory is too bad for that,” Finn said with a quiet giggle, subconsciously leaning into Aurthur’s side. “I mean, I know a few facts, but kind of just- things I’ve learned over the years of having a pet bird.”
“You have a pet? That’s cool~” Aurthur said with a smile, his arm sliding to rest around Finn’s shoulder. “What’s its name?”
“I named him Waffle- I used to have a cardinal friend I named Flapjack, so I named my bluejay after him,” Finn said with a smile, blushing. He subconsciously leaned into Aurthur’s side with a tired yawn, resting his head on the ravenette’s shoulder. “He ended up flying away one day, which was why I wanted to get a new pet~”
“Those names sound very familiar,” Aurthur said with a quiet chuckle, furrowing his brows with a smile.
“Probably because I stole the names from a TV show I watch,” Finn said with a quiet laugh, shifting onto his side and tiredly hugging onto Aurthur.
The ravenette blushed red, smiling. “What show?” Aurthur asked, rubbing Finn’s shoulder with his thumb.
“The-“ Finn paused, yawning tiredly. “The Owl House, on Disney,” he finished, curling closer to Aurthur’s side.
“Oh yeah, I’ve seen it before,” Aurthur said softly, resting his head on Finn’s head. “It’s a good show, love the LGBTQ+ representation in it.”
“Yeah, and-“ Finn yawned again, giggling softly. “And it’s the only show with a brown-skinned, female main character. Who’s also bi. It’s amazing~”
Aurthur chuckled softly, nodding. “Y’know, you’re pretty cuddly when you’re tired,” he murmured softly, looking down at the brunette hugging onto him.
“Mm, I get it from my sister,” Finn mumbled tiredly, holding back another yawn. “We used to share a bed, so we were cuddle buddies~” He tried to hold back another yawn but it escaped his lips, making him hide his face in Aurthur’s shoulder.
“I can see you like to keep the tradition alive~” Aurthur joked, hugging Finn closer. He yawned softly, closing his eyes for a moment.
“Mm, yeah~” Finn yawned again, pressing his body against Aurthur’s. “I- I think I’m too tired to think right now, g’night~”
Aurthur chuckled softly, nodding. “Got it. Good night, Finn,” he spoke softly, rubbing Finn’s back for a moment. The two soon fell asleep, hugging each other close.
(not sure if that’s exactly how i’d imagine it to go, but it’s cute anyways u^u) -
“late night talkin’- part 2”
liam x jared
“Not gonna lie, I can’t wait to get home,” Jared said with a sigh, moving to lay on his stomach. He looked over at Liam, who was laying on his back on Jared’s bed.
“Why do you wanna go home so bad?” Liam asked softly, looking over at Jared. He watched his friend for a moment, smiling a little at the way his glasses were crooked when he laid his head on his arms. “Don’t you like it here?”
“I do, I mean-“ Jared said, sitting up a little. “I do like camp, I just- I don’t know…”
“Do you not like our cabinmates?” Liam asked quietly, putting his hands behind his head as he watched Jared.
“No, they’re- they’re chill, I like them,” Jared replied with a slight head shake, exhaling softly.
“Do-“ Liam paused for a moment, rolling onto his side. “Do you not like being with me?”
“Wh-“ Jared watched Liam, sitting up a little and quickly shaking his head. “No, dude! You’re my best bro, why would I not like you??”
“I just- I don’t know,” Liam murmured, running a hand through his blonde hair. “Sometimes, I feel like- No, never mind, forget I said anything,” he mumbled, rolling onto his other side with his back ro the brunette.
“No, no, turn your ass around and talk to me, dude,” Jared spoke in a soft but stern voice, moving closer to Liam. He pressed their bodies together, wrapping his arms around the blonde’s torso. “What’s the matter, bud?”
“I just-“ Liam exhaled shakily, curling into a ball. He leaned back into Jared’s touch, covering his face with his hands. “I’m such a burden to you, aren’t I? Always- always having to watch over me, m-make sure you- you tell the counselor what I’m- I’m allergic to so I don’t have an a-allergic reaction, always taking care of m-me-“
“Liam, I don’t do that just because your mom or my mom tells me to,” Jared said, hugging his friend close. “I do it because you’re my best friend, okay? I do it because I care. And- I’m sorry if I made you think that…” The brunette exhaled softly, burying his face in Liam’s shoulder.
Liam exhaled quietly and moved his hands from his face, resting one of them on Jared’s hands. “It’s not your fault, Jare,” he spoke, lifting his other hand and resting it on the brunette’s head. “I was just worried you were doing it because you felt obligated to, or you were forced to by one of our moms-“
“Never, dude,” Jared spoke softly, lifting his head a little. “You’re my best friend, and I’m always here for you, okay?”
Liam blushed, a sad smile on his face. Right, I’m his best friend… “Okay~” He spoke quietly. He moved his hands and rotated in Jared’s arms, hugging onto him and burying his face in the brunette’s chest. “Love ya, Jare.”
Jared blushed a little, hugging him close. “I know.” -
rp idea!
“mona lisa~”
i’m so tired of being a book on the shelf,
tired of stories for somebody else,
think that i’m ready to start a new chapter~
c1 is a writer, a rather famous one, too. at least in their hometown. but recently they’ve been having major writer’s block. they’ve been stuck inside working on their latest book for who knows how long, and c1’s finally hit a road block. no clue where to go from where they are in the book. so a friend of c1’s suggests that they take a brea, which is exactly what they do. but they don’t know what to do for that break…
i’ve been lookin’ for some way to turn it around,
lookin’ for someone to give me the crown,
i wanna feel like i finally matter, i wanna be your mona lisa~
c1 starts going out with their friend, realizing they’ve been missing out on a lot of things. one big thing in particular, having a love life. so when c1 and their best friend go to this art class for fun and c1 meets c2, their art instructor, they fall head over heels in love. c2 doesn’t seem to notice them, at least not yet. this is just an art class, a way for them to get their money and be able to feed themselves for the week. but what happens when they start doing one-on-one sessions~?
the kinda person you can dream of,
and i always had the words but i don’t wanna say it,
wish i could paint a smile on my face, i wanna be your mona lisa~
(based off the song mona lisa by mxmtoon, rp could be switched so c2 falls first? idk which way i like best lol)
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