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Masterlist

All Boys

First Kiss

Realize Their Feelings

How They Act

You Catch Them Staring

Ordinary Life

Ethan

Eugene

I Think So (Angst)

Harry

Motivation (Fluff)

Zion

Lawrence

Don’t Cry (Angst)

Dork (Fluff)

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Do you write smut?

Quite honestly, no. But it's something I'm willing to try out. I'll do some rest runs with it and get feedback.

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Hello~! Anon who asked what the limit is here! I was hoping for some EugeneXReader fluff/angst/misc! (sorry thats so many lol). maybe when they are on patrol, or maybe even at the SZ idk. its up to you! The starters id love to use are "Did you seriously just get your foot stuck in a toilet?" "Maybe."; "Is that blood?" "...No?" ; and "I think im in love with you." I know it might be a little tricky, sorry!!! tysm for ur time! *huggles*

Eugene x Reader

Warnings: Panic attack scene, angst

Words: 1,085

You wandered the halls of the school with Eugene. It was getting a bit late, so you wanted to wrap up this night patrol and get to sleep. As much as you did love spending time with your crush, you were at a point where you weren’t sure what you two were at all. And honestly? You were too afraid to ask. So, the two of you leisurely strolled down the hall. Your eyes droopy from exhaustion, you nodded along to his jokes. You yawned when he suddenly stopped.

“Y/N, did you hear that?” He whispered. His tone had changed from goofing around to incredibly serious. However, it went unnoticed due to your sleep-deprived based delirium.

“Hear what?” You groaned, stretching your arms out. Eugene’s attention snapped behind him. He grabbed your wrist and pulled you into the nearest room. He looked around for a decent place to hide when he realized he had rushed into a bathroom. The blond cursed under his breath before shoving you into a stall and clamoring into the next one over. 

“Stand on the toilet and lock the door,” he whispered. You were slightly more alert at this point, and followed his instructions.

“Are you okay?” You whispered, peering over the top of the stall to look at him. He was shorter than you by a mere two inches, so you did actually have to look down at him a little. Then, instead of answering, Eugene put his finger to his lips to shush you. A few minutes of silence passed. 

“We’re good,” Eugene said, hopping down off of the toilet. You were about to follow suit when your foot slipped and landed in the bowl. Thankfully, nothing was in it aside from clear water. However, it was still nasty. 

“Gross…” you muttered. 

“Did you seriously get your foot stuck in a toilet?” He teased as you tried to pull your foot out. After a couple of tugs, you triumphantly freed yourself.

“Maybe.” You replied as you walked out of your stall like nothing had happened. You poked your head out through the door, scanning the hallway for zombies. You saw nothing, and beckoned for Eugene to come out. The two of you strolled through the hall back up to where the classrooms were. You were both as silent as you could possibly be. Eventually, you passed an open room you didn’t recognize. It looked awfully grotesque.

“Is that blood…?” you asked, referring to the dark substance splattered across the walls. You were starting to feel sick to your stomach.

“No,” Eugene said, nudging you forward. He didn’t want you to see that longer than you had to. He could tell how nervous the sight made you. As you walked away, images of your parents flashed through your brain. You stopped in the hallway, frozen. Eugene was calling your name, but his voice was drowned out by your heartbeat. It had been awhile since you had these thoughts, but you became incredibly anxious. What happened to your family? Your pets and siblings? What about your friends from school and the neighborhood? You were so deep in panic, you didn’t notice you had crumpled to the floor. What brought you back to the present was Eugene’s arms wrapping around you. He held you against his chest, letting you ride out your emotions. After a few minutes, your breathing slowed, and you could see again. You were leaning against Eugene in the middle of a hallway. You turned to look at him. He had a soft look in his eyes that you were unfamiliar with. 

“You feeling any better?” He asked. You wiped your eyes and nodded. What a horrible feeling. You leaned into Eugene, wanting to stay comfortable like that for as long for as long as you could. Eventually, he pulled away from you.

“We should get going, yeah?” You nodded in response. He stood up first before holding his hand out. You reached for it, letting him hoist you up. Eugene gave you a soft smile before shoving his hands into his pockets. He strolled down the hallway, not waiting for you to catch up. You felt cold without his arms around you. Empty, almost. You awkwardly jogged to catch up with him. The two of you were silent on the trip back to the classrooms.

After having met in 1C with the others, you all disbanded to get some rest. Eugene hadn’t said much to you during the meeting. You paused on your way to your room, turning to steal a glance at him. His door slid shut as you did so. You sighed and walked to your classroom.

“Goodnight, Y/N,” Ethan called. You bid him goodnight. You stopped in front of your door. The events from earlier briefly played through your mind, as if it were a movie on a screen. You turned around and trudged over to Eugene’s room, only giving yourself about 3.07 seconds to think this decision through. The door slid open after a couple of knocks. 

“Why have you been ignoring me?” You asked, not even giving Eugene a chance to say anything first. He stared at you blankly.

“What?”

“Why? Have? You? Been? Ignoring? Me? It’s a simple question.” Eugene scratched the back of his neck and looked to the floor. 

“I haven’t been ignoring you.”

“Bullshit. Ever since I had my…incident…you’ve been avoiding me. You’ve barely said a word to me.“ Your eyes stung with tears. "Why?” Eugene’s gaze fell back on you. 

“It was hard. Seeing you in such a state of panic and hopelessness. I couldn’t do anything to help you, Y/N. I wanted to protect you. But there was nothing I could do. It…it just sucked, yknow?” He wiped his face, avoiding eye contact at this point. Your demeanor softened. You stepped closer and took Eugene in your arms. 

“I’m sorry.”

“No, you shouldn’t be apologizing. I shouldn’t have been a jerk. You needed me and I just abandoned you.” There was silence after that. The two of you just stood in the doorway hugging each other. After about five minutes, you had a realization. Your head was buried in the crook of his neck. 

“I think I’m in love with you…” you mumbled. 

“What?” Eugene was shocked. He wasn’t sure if he heard you right or if it was just his imagination. You pulled away from the embrace to look at him. 

“I think I’m in love with you." 

[dangfellows]

hey, do you do character/character or only character/reader?

I only do character/reader

[dangfellows]

Real shit: I haven't been writing a whole lot so take this copy pasted thing from my Wattpad drafts from 2016. I just switched it to be Harry instead of Rei Ryugizaki. Anyways, please accept this as an apology while I'm in West Virginia I'll be writing as much as I can I promise.

You groaned and slammed your head down onto the open book. This was hard. Painfully hard.

"Is everything alright?" Harry asked, looking over at you.

"No," you muttered. You flopped your head so that it was facing him. He furrowed his eyebrows in concern.

"What's the matter?" He asked.

"This is unnecessarily difficult," you muttered, pushing yourself off of the desk. Harry scooted his chair closer to you and looked over your shoulder. He laughed a little.

"Y/n, this is basic algebra!" He said, a little too happily.

"Well if it's so basic why don't you do it?" You asked, turning away from your smart ass boyfriend.

"Or I could teach you," he suggested. He scooted even closer to you and rested his head on top of yours.

"Yeah, but what's in it for me?" You asked.

"You'll have the knowledge and not failing any tests." You sighed and looked up at Harry. Your huge puppy dog eyes won him over.

"Every time you get a question right you get a kiss," he said, sighing exasperated. You smiled and shot back to attention.

"Okay then, if you insist." You opened your textbook and flipped to your homework page.

"This is the page we're supposed to do for homework," you explained. Harry rested his elbow next to you.

"Okay, is there anything specific you don't understand?" He asked, concentrating on the problems in fron of you.

"Uh, no I just don't really understand any of it."

~~~

"Harry, baby, will you check this for me?" You asked. Harry looked over at you. So far in the past hour, you didn't get anything right. Harry went to go make a snack so you wouldn't completely burn out of energy. He walked out of the kitchen and over to you. Eraser shavings filled the floor and so did pencil shreddings. Out of a pack of fifty-four pencils, you were down to your last two.

"Hmm...Mhm...Y/n..." Harry said, sounding a bit disappointed.You groaned and hit your head on the table again.

"I got it wrong, didn't I?" Your voice was muffled since your face was pressed against disgusting wood.

"On the contrary." You felt a kiss placed on the back of your neck.

"Eh?" Your head ticked sideways. You looked at a beaming Harry.

"Your answer was perfect!" He exclaimed.

"R-really?" You asked. You sat up and looked at your paper.

"Yes! In fact if you keep this up, you'll get another kiiiiss," Harry said, wagging his finger at you. Suddenly you felt the urge to ace every math test, get A's on every assignment, and get these answers right. You whipped out a pencil and went to work. Harry smiled and stood up, retreating back to the kitchen to continue making the snack.

A few minutes later...

"Here you go. A beautiful assortment of delicious foods to munch on!" Harry exclaimed, holding out a tray of ordinary snack foods, somehow organized in a beautiful fashion. That wouldn't distract you though. You continued working and held out your hand.

"Not now, Harry. I'm on a roll," you said as you whizzed through problem after problem. After maybe ten minutes, you proudly held up your textbook in front of Harry.

"Check this," you said triumphantly. Harry scanned through the problems.

"Y/n...THIS IS PERFECT!" He exclaimed. He set the textbook down and looked at you with a smile.

"So do I get my kisses?" You asked cheekily. Harry scoffed.

"Of course," he said. He walked up closer to you and took your hands. He closed the space between you and you enjoyed every second of it. You stayed in that position for a while. Once you pulled away, you smiled and rested your head on Harry's chest.

"Another kiss?" He asked. You nodded and looked up at him, closing the space between you yet again.

[dangfellows]

Its completely fine and I understand! You have a life away from this blog and you need to maintain it! So take all the time you need we all understand! ❤🤗😊

I'm going to cry this is the sweetest thing I have ever read 🤧💜

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dangerous fellows as john mulaney quotes

Lawrence:

Harry:

Ethan:

Eugene:

Zion:

Judy:

Sue:

Hailey:

Jay:

Scarlet:

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So, this was originally requested but I somehow fucked up and it all got deleted. So here it is now!!! For the Anon who requested 🤗

Lawrence x Male!Reader

Words: 1100

Warnings: Cursing, mentions of open wounds

Lawrence grabbed your hand and pulled you into the nearest shop. He slammed the door and pushed a drawer up in front of it. The two of you were out of breath, leaning against the wall next to each other. You could hear the zombies roaming around outside. They groaned and slammed against the wall. You winced as one sounded close. Lawrence looked up at you.

“Are you okay, Y/N?” He asked. You were about an inch or two taller than him. Lawrence was your longtime crush, but the two issues were that you doubted Lawrence was into guys and it was the middle of the zombie apocalypse. You didn’t think he would be interested in romance regardless.

“Yeah I...I’m all good.” You replied without making eye contact. You had gone on a supply run with Lawrence, Harry, and Zion but got separated from the other two after being chased down by a horde of zombies. When you looked back over at Lawrence, he was staring at your chest. You didn’t know why, but it brought a blush to your cheeks.

“Lawrence? I um... I think you...You’re staring.” You said with an awkward cough. He looked up to make eye contact with you.

“Is that blood?” He asked, pointing to the area he had previously been staring at. You looked at your chest and noticed a dark spot forming and a rip in your shirt.

“Uh...no?” You replied nervously. You didn’t even know what could’ve caused that. No zombie had gotten in front of you; even if one had, none of them were close enough to get a good bite on on you. It looked more like a scratch than anything. You guessed the adrenaline had distracted you from noticing it beforehand.

“Take off your shirt.”

“Wh-what?” You blinked. Suddenly, you were exceptionally aware of your surroundings. The sweat dripping down Lawrence’s forehead. The light breeze in the room. The lack of zombies groaning and scratching. The squeaking of leaky pipes in the ceiling. A dripping sound coming from some other room.

“Take it off. Let me see if I can dress it.” He said with a completely straight face.

“I can probably wait until we get back to-” You were cut off by a horrible pain. You crumbled against the wall and groaned. Lawrence reach over to you and helped you take off your shirt. Your adrenaline had worn off, so you were too distracted by the pain to notice Lawrence taking off your shirt. Suddenly, you felt cold hands on your chest.

“Thankfully it doesn’t look too deep, but I do need to clean it as best as I can. Stay here, Y/N.” He turned around. It looked like you had landed yourselves in a bar. It was surprisingly untouched, aside from some flipped tables and chairs. Lawrence dragged a stool behind the bar. He stood on top and found some whiskey. He set it down on the counter and looked around some more. He found some pieces of cloth under the bar. He worked on tying them together so they would fit around the circumference of your chest. You bit your lip, knowing what was about to come. You don’t remember sitting, but now you were sitting on the floor leaning against the wall. Lawrence grabbed his makeshift medical gear and walked over to you. He crouched on the floor next to you.

“This is going to hurt a lot. Squeeze my leg if you need to. I need to use both hands for this.” You didn’t want to squeeze his thigh out of fear of being too awkward about it. Lawrence laid you down flat on the ground. He opened the bottle of whiskey after giving you an extra cloth to put between your teeth.

“3...2...1…” He poured it on your wound. It immediately burned more than you could’ve ever expected. You bit down on the cloth as hard as you could and instinctively grabbed Lawrence’s thigh. You couldn’t focus on anything aside from the pain. You felt something patting lightly on your chest. Then, more whiskey. You squeezed and bit tighter than what you thought was humanly possible.

“Okay, I’m going to have to sit you up now. 1...2...3…” He hooked his arms under your pits and hoisted you up. You dropped the cloth out of your mouth and breathed heavily.

“Holy fuck…” You muttered.

“Hey, you’re going to be fine. I wouldn’t let anything happen to you. Now, talk to me. About anything. It’s going to take me a minute to wrap you up. Talking should distract you.” You began spilling your feelings while Lawrence went to work.

“Well I guess there’s one thing I could talk about. There’s one guy in the group that I...I guess you could say I have very strong feelings for. He’s smart and caring and clever and just...He’s great. I could never tell him though. I don’t even think he likes guys, so that puts me in an awkward position. But he’s always there for me, and his friendship is enough.” You smiled sadly, thinking about what you had said.

“You know, I have feelings for someone too.” Lawrence looked up at you, finished with wrapping you up. “You’re going to need something to wear on our way back. Take my jacket.” He slid off his jacket and handed it to you.

“Who do you have feelings for, Lawrence?” You felt your heart sink. Surely it couldn’t be you. It had to be someone else. Someone in the group or someone from before the apocalypse.

“Well, he’s very clumsy. And I only recently met him. He’s tall, and kind of a dork.” As Lawrence rambled on, a million thoughts raced through your head. Lawrence likes a guy? What guys does he know??? He doesn’t know any guys. He’s tall and clumsy?

“He’s actually pretty cool. He has H/C hair and E/C eyes and I just…” H/C hair??? E/C eyes???  Suddenly, you couldn’t hear literally anything he was saying. You were too in your own head.

“And I figured I could talk to you about him since it was you and I really like you, Y/N.”

“Oh my god you’re totally in love with Zion!” You blurted like an idiot. Lawrence blinked at you.

“Did you...did you hear anything I just said? At all?” He asked. You opened your mouth and closed it several times. You shook your head no.

“It’s you, you dork.” He said, planting a kiss on your cheek.

[dangfellows]

I don't know how to properly describe this prompt but When The Guys Have Their First Kiss With Their Crush. :] ❤ Love your blog!

I gotchu, B

Harry:

Your first kiss was unexpected and soft. You were out on the roof when he confessed, and gently pulled you in for a kiss.

Ethan:

His was more accidental. The two of you had been dating for a couple weeks, and you wanted to take things slow. He went to go kiss you on the cheek, but you turned and got a kiss on the lips.

Zion:

He was terribly afraid the two of you wouldn’t make it back to the school alive after being separated from the rest of the group on a supply run. An abnormally huge horde of zombies had been tailing you.So, he pulled you into a quiet alley and laid one on your lips.

Eugene:

You had been dating for a really long time. It was your birthday, and he asked to meet in private. So you did. He gave you your present, and asked to try something. So you agreed, and he pulled you in for a kiss.

Lawrence:

One day, he was watching you hum a song when you thought nobody was around. He couldn’t conceal his feelings anymore, so he waltzed in, turned you around, and passionately kissed you.

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“Is that blood?” “…..No?” + “ please don’t cry” for Lawrence and F!mc

Hey, Anon :) So sorry it took so long to get this out. Class has been kicking my ass lmao. I hope this is what you're looking for.

Lawrence x Reader

Words: 946

Warning: Swearing

Lawrence paced back and forth in 1-C. Your stubbornness has led you on a supply run with Ethan and Harry. Lawrence wanted to come along, but everyone's minds had already been made up. He couldn't bend the rules just to be with his girlfriend.

“Haven't you figured out by now that Y/N can take care of herself? She's smart. She knows better than to make a stupid mistake.” Eugene piped up in attempt to calm Lawrence down. “Your pacing is starting to exhaust me.”

“You don't care for her the way I do. You have no idea how worrisome it is to know that at any given moment she could be gone. You don't understand what kind of stress I'm under.” Lawrence replied, staring daggers into Eugene. In reality, only a few minutes had passed. But to the glasses-clad teen, it felt like years had passed.

“Oh look. They're walking through the gate right now.” Zion deadpanned. He was thoroughly sick of Lawrence. Every time the two of you were separated, he worried and freaked out. It was getting on the redhead's last nerves. Lawrence immediately swung open the classroom door. He was about to go meet you when Eugene interrupted.

“Don't overwhelm her by attacking her with affection. Jeez, what are you?” He said. As much as your boyfriend hated to admit it, Eugene was right. He cared too much about you to bombard and overwhelm you. Instead, he decided to take a seat and wait for you to come in.

Suddenly, you, Ethan, and Harry dragged yourselves into 1-C, out of breath and sweaty. Lawrence held out his arms to bring you into a hug.

“Hey babe,” you breathed into his chest, hugging him tight.

“How did everything go? You okay?” He asked, stroking the back of your head.

“It was fine. I'm good.” You pulled away to go to your classroom and clean up a little bit. You smiled up at Lawrence, who looked down at you. He smiled back. He looked you up and down, and his smiled quickly faded away. He was staring at your stomach.

“Is that blood?” He asked. You looked down, and immediately wrapped your arms around yourself.

“I um…” Pause. “...no?” You replied, feigning innocence. You knew  how your boyfriend got. He was going to freak out and fuss over you for the next three weeks if he saw. Besides, it was just a small scratch. Lawrence had no real reason to freak out. He got so overprotective. And you loved him, but it felt like a bit much sometimes. Before you could protest, he lifted up your shirt just enough to see the wound. It was definitely more than just a scratch.

“You lied to me.” He said.

“Lawrence, I-”

“Why did you lie to me?” The other guys sensed the tension, and they decided to take their leave. Ethan was the last one out. He passed Lawrence and stopped in front of him. He placed a hand on his shoulder and gave him a warning look. It was almost like he was urging Lawrence to go easy on you. Then, Ethan was gone. Your boyfriend was really about to tear you a new one.

“I didn't want you to worry about me.” You mumbled, crossing your arms.

“You realize that even when you're not injured I worry about you? We're in a damned zombie apocalypse. I'm sorry that the one person I love is the first, last, and middle thing on my mind. I just...you can be so, so, so reckless, Y/N.” Lawrence kept on ranting about how you wouldn't stop putting yourself at risk. How you were going to get yourself hurt or worse. You had given up on trying to defend yourself. Given up on trying to calm him down. Instead, you sat on a desk, listening to him go on and on while he cleaned your wound. It stung. A lot more than you were expecting.

“And to add on top of that, you never ever let me go on supply runs with you. God forbid I care about my girlfriend enough to want to go with her and make sure she's okay.” He cleaned some blood off of your side.

“Oh fuck,” you said through gritted teeth. Your eyes began to water. On top of the physical pain, you were beginning to feel guilty. Guilty for not letting Lawrence come with you on supply runs, and for being reckless, and for putting all of this worry on him. Soon enough, the tears started pouring. You didn't want Lawrence to hear you crying, but there wasn't much you could do about that. You let the tears fall silently. He stood up straight and looked into your eyes.

“Y/N, I'm sorry. I just…” He looked at you with a sad expression. Lawrence suddenly felt guilty for making you feel this way. The last thing he wanted to do was to upset you. “Please don't cry,” he begged sweetly. He cupped your face in his hand and wiped away the tears with his thumb.

“I didn't mean to make you worry...or stressed or anything like that. I just don't want to distract you or be distracted on a supply run. That's why I don't go with you.” You said through tears and sniffles.

“Y/N, it's okay. I understand.” He pulled you into a hug and stroked your hair. “I love so much, Y/N.”

“I love you too, Lawrence.” He planted a kiss on the top of your head before pulling away.

“Now, let's see what we can do about that wound,” he said with a small smile.

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hi! i just read your promt list and oh my god they are all amazing. i was wondering; whats the limit of prompts we can use in our requests?

Hey Anon! Just a disclaimer, I didn't make the prompt list. I just reblogged it 😅 And as for the limit, I'd say no more than 3 at a time :)

[dangfellows]

Alright fellas, let’s get these requests. If you send one in, please try and be as specific as you can! You can request multiple prompts at once too! Don’t forget to let me know the preferred pronouns for the fic. :)

Sentence Starters

“I’ve never seen one of these completely to my taste so i decided to make my own!

ANGST

“I can’t do anything right.”

“Please don’t cry.”

“Why are you awake right now?”

“Why are you lying to me?”

“Wake up! Please wake up.”

“Forget it, you’re a fucking asshole.”

“Don’t you ever do that again!”

“Is that blood?” “…..No?”

“Please don’t lie to me again, I can’t take it.”

“Do you even still love me?”

“Nobody’s seen you in days.”

“Why are you awake?”

“I’m worried about you.”

“Can you shut up for once in your life?”

“Holding everything in doesn’t help, you know.”

“Are you hurt?” “No.” “Then why are there bruises all over your face?”

“If you don’t hug me right now I think I might fall apart.”

“Leave! Me! Alone!”

FLUFF

“Go with me?” “As long as you hold my hand.”

“Is there a reason you’re blushing like that?” 

“Have you seen my hoodie?” “Nooo.” “You’re wearing it, aren’t you?”

“Have you always been this beautiful?”

“OH you’re jealous!”

“Can we stay like this forever?”

“Please just kiss me already.”

“I think you might be my soulmate.”

“Sleep over? Please?”

“Are we on a date right now?”

“I think I’m in love with you.”

“He’s so pretty I think I’m gonna faint.”

“Are you flirting with me?” “You finally noticed?”

“Am I your lockscreen?” “You weren’t supposed to see that.”

“I missed you so much.”

“Do you think the moon is jealous of how pretty you are?”

“I’m here for you.”

“I wish we could live together already.”

MISC

“All I do is drink coffee and say bad words.”

“Quit touching me, your feet are cold!”

“I think I just ripped my pants.”

“Sharing is caring, now give me the hoodie!”

“Can I pet your dog?” “Do I know you?”

“Did you seriously just get your foot stuck in a toilet?” “Maybe.”

“If I die, I’m haunting you first.”

“But I’ve never told you that before.” 

“Stop being grumpy, it’s lame.”

“So, uh, I locked the keys in the car.”

“Is the cat in a onesie?” “Uh, no?

“Can we please stop running? I think I’m dying.”

“You come here often?” “Well, I work here. So I think I’d have to say ‘yes’.”

“Aren’t we supposed to be working?”

“Give me attention.”

“YOU SAID TO BE HONEST STOP HITTING ME!”

“Okay, so maybe I didn’t see that coming.”

“I’m too sober for this.” “You don’t even drink.” “Maybe I should start.”

[dangfellows]

Hi! Thanks for being open for requests! ^^ Could I ask about what each boy misses most about “ordinary life” before the whole apocalypse thing? Maybe a favorite restaurant or hobby, something like that! If you’d like, feel free to include Judy too (she’s adorable)!!!

Hey Anon! Thank you so much for requesting, it's very much appreciated.

Harry:

He misses the freedom. He misses being able to call his friends and going to go catch a movie or hanging out at the park.

Ethan:

Baseball. He misses the thrill of a game and the satisfaction of winning. He misses hanging with his buddies at games.

Zion:

He misses his family. The boy may not show it, but he was a Mama's boy. He cooked with his family, and he misses daily outings with them.

Eugene:

There was this little cafe that he used to go to all the time after classes. They let him play piano sometimes, and the place was like a second home to him.

Lawrence:

He misses painting. He used to do it all the time, and it brought him immense joy. Whenever he sees something hopeful, he stores it away in his memory to paint when this is all over.

Judy:

She misses her pets and friends. They were both always there for her. Meeting you helped her feel better, but part of her still wishes she had her fuzzy friends too.

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You Catch Them Staring

Harry:

When you caught him, he smiled at you. You smiled back, but he immediately looked away.

Ethan:

He maintained eye contact when you caught him, but only because he was so embarrassed.

Zion:

He reacted by erupting into a coughing fit. It was loud, dramatic, and unnecessary.

Eugene:

His cheeks flushed a dark red before he looked away. He attempted to not make an embarrassed face.

Lawrence:

He just continued to stare at you. His smiled, but didn't break eye contact for a second.

Hey friends! I just wanted to come by and say that requests are open, and urged. I really enjoy writing for other people, and unfortunately I don't have very many original prompts in my head right now. You can request imagined, oneshots, or just a whole fanfiction.

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How They Act Around Their Crush

Harry

Harry is always making sure you’re okay. He doesn’t really get flustered, but he does get a little bit blushy.

Ethan

Ethan blushes quite a lot. He’s naturally a quiet person but is even more quiet around you.

Zion:

Zion has absolutely no idea how to handle his feelings for you. Like, at all. He gets mildly aggressive around you unintentionally.

Eugene: 

Eugene is like Zion in that he doesn’t know how to handle his feelings. However, he is more on the teasing side than pure aggressiveness.

Lawrence: 

Lawrence is very sweet to you, and he tends to get flustered very easily by you. He always laughs at anything that might be remotely funny.