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ghost-nabbers-imagines · 5 years ago

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Hi! I saw this request for MHA and got thinking of how the Sally Face characters (plus Travis if that's ok) would react to an S/o who eats cereal in a weird way? Like they managed to have cereal come out of the ice maker on the fridge and milk come out of the water side. Could I maybe get their reaction to that, like what they would say or do? Thx!

First of all I’ve read what you mean and it was amazing.

Sal

When he comes over to your apartment and discovers three whole cabinets of cereal he is shocked. Albeit a bit confused.

You two had spent the night at your place and you told him to help himself to breakfast.

His eyes widened scanning over the different cereals.

Returns to your room where you’re getting dressed.

Immediately offers to cook with you and maybe bring over some of Lisa’s food.

“Why would I need you to cook for me?”

“Well love it’s just that you have a lot of cereal?”

“Yeah and?”

“Do you not like to cook?”

“No I don’t mind it I have ingredients for other stuff but cereal is my favorite so.”

“Oh well I can understand that. Larry and I would eat it all the time when we had the munchies.”

“See? Now will you pretty please go make me a bowl of Cocoa Pebbles?”

“Yeah sure!”

He heads back to the kitchen taking out two bowls and two spoons. He fills the one with fruity pebbles and begins searching for Cocoa Pebbles only to not fond that particular brand.

“Hey babe looks like you’re out of cocoa pebbles want me to run to the store?”

“I’m not out I just bought some. Check the fridge!”

“You keep cereal in the fridge?”

In the ice dispenser on the front!”

He perked up an eyebrow taking your bowl md pressing it to the ice despenser.

Sure enough the chocolate cereal began to spill into the bowl.

He shook his head letting out a small laugh.

When he opened the fridge to find no milk he was again confused.

But before he called out to ask where it would be he got an inkling of an idea.

He took your bowl and pressed it to the water dispenser. Sure enough milk began filling the bowl.

“Of course they would.” He laughed filling up both bowls before entering the living room where you met up with him.

Once sat your bowls on the coffee table he pulled you in for a quick kiss.

“What was that for?”

“I just love you that’s all.”

Larry

Holy shit dude he LOVES this about you.

Will come over to get high with you if you’re into that or just do it at your place so he can wake up to easy access cereal.

One of his favorite reasons for dating you tbh.

Thought you were the most genius person alive when he first found out.

He woke up groggy as shit and fucking starving. Sal has barely managed to get the stoned metal head over to your apartment before he stripped down to his boxers and passed out in your bed. He rummaged through the kitchen looking for something quick to satisfy his rumbling stomach.

When a thought popped into his head.

“Cereal! That’s totally what I need!”

He began searching the cabinets not finding any.

He was majorly confused he had just watched you buy a huge box of his favorite cereal.

“Dude they hid the fuckin cereal? Not cool dude not cool.”

He continued to search your kitchen coming up empty.

“I’ve been at this for hours man I’m literally gonna starve!”

His mouth suddenly felt dry so he attempted to get a glass of water.

When milk began to pour into the glass his eyes widened.

“Woah.”

He sat his cup down staring at the dispenser.

He pressed it a couple more times making milk run down the fridge.

“Woah!”

His eyes shifted to the ice dispenser.

He looked to both sides before pressing the botton making cereal spill from the top.

“WOAH!”

He pressed both of them again watching the cereal and ice spill out.

“Larry! What are you doing?” You asked in a yell despite the amused smile on your face.

“Babe I must be really stoned cause there’s cereal coming out of your ice dispenser.”

“Well yeah you’re probably still high but yes there is cereal and milk in there.”

“HOLY FUCK KNUCKLE DUDE YOU DID THAT?! You deserve like some sorta sciency invention award for that!”

You laughed grabbing his arm and pulling him to bed.

“Let’s go to be Bear.”

“I’m sorry I spilled milk on your floor.”

“You’re fine I’ll clean it up tomorrow.”

“Can we have fridge cereal tomorrow for breakfast?”

“Yeah sure Lar.”

“Hell yeah! Best (boyfriend/girlfriend/significant other) ever!”

Goes home later and tries to do the same. Lisa does not approve so he spends all night turning it back to normal.

Will eat cereal with you in as many ways as you want.

Travis

Very shocked.

Very confused.

Mostly what the fuck?

He had spent the night with you to get away from his abusive father.

He woke up in the middle of the night from a nightmare.

His eyes were burning with tears and his throat was dry and pained from earlier sobbing.

Carefully he snuck out to your fridge placing a glass in the water dispenser filling his glass

His eyes were so exhausted he didn’t bother to focus on the glass he had just poured.

So when he brought the glass to his busted lip and began drinking he was taken back by the flavor of milk hitting his tongue.

He pulled the glass away blinking at the whit liquid that filled it.

“What the fuck?”

He asked confused.

His eyes scanned the rest of the room trying to figure out if he was dreaming.

No this was clearly reality so what the fuck?

He dumped the glass pouring some more to further his investigation. Sure enough it was milk again.

Out of curiosity he pressed the ice button to see a mix of rainbow sugary cereal fill the glass too.

He furrowed his eyebrows staring at the glass

“Travis? What’s wrong baby?”

You wrapping your arms around his waste startled him so he spun around facing you giving you vision of what had him so perplexed.

You let out a small laugh trying to conceal it by your sleeve covered hand.

“Oh sorry I should have warned you about that.”

“Why do you have cereal in your ice dispenser?”

“I dunno I just really like cereal and I thought this was the easiest way to get it.”

He smiled shaking his head. Resting the glass on the counter he wrapped his arms around you.

“I lived in a cult and you are absolutely the weirdest dork I know.”

His words were teasing but his smile was one of love and admiration.

“Yes but you loovvee me.”

The grin on your face only made him smile more.

He leaned in kissing you lovingly a couple times before away.

“You better show me how to do that so when we move in together soon I can make sure you get your cereal the way you want.”

“Yay! Thank you love!”

The way you cheered and threw your arms around his neck all while calling him love made his heart soar in his chest.

“Get us two bowls dork. And don’t be too loud it was nice enough for your family to let me dry tonight I don’t want them to think we’re doing anything inappropriate.”

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ghost-nabbers-imagines · 6 years ago

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Whenever you have the time, could you do one where the reader finds Larry left behind his sketchbook at their house or class or something. They fully mean to return it but upon opening the book to admire Larry's drawings, they soon come across several sketches of themself, maybe even a few scribbled out rough drafts of love letters and penned confessions. Love the blog!

It was a typical Friday afternoon at Knockfell High. The bright blue sky was scattered with a few grayish clouds in anticipation of the late afternoon showers, the townsfolk were scattering around town between work or stores preparing for the coming weekend, and me and my two best friends were in after school detention. This was pretty common considering the three of us had your last period class together and more often than not caused mischief. Today it had been brought on by flicking erasers at each other from across the class. Luckily Mrs. Packerton had just given you all an hour of detention since she apparently had things to do. Despite being curious about what someone like her could be doing on a Friday evening I was definitely grateful for it.

I looked up from the book I was halfheartedly reading to see what your friends were doing. Sal was focusing on writing down some sheet music for his guitar. He had a school music text book open to a particularly difficult song he wanted to try. No doubt he would try to play it for Ash. Surely it was one he’d have mastered by Monday even if he didn’t agree.

Larry however was intently drawing in his sketch book. This particular sketchbook happened to be his favorite and was also a gift from me. It was a six hundred page book with two hard covers that I had covered in stickers of his favorite things. From the moment he unwrapped it on his birthday he had loved it. Strangely enough it was the only sketch book he refused to let any one look in.

No matter how many times anyone asked or tried he’d always grab the book and refuse, mumbling something about it being unfinished. I always knew he could get a bit self conscious of his work but that never stopped him from showing me his other pieces. In fact he always got my opinion on every single piece, unless it was in that sketch book. A few times I had caught him writing something in it but he wouldn’t explain anything and would change the subject. Although I tried to respect his privacy it did get a bit frustrating at times.

His dark brown eyes squinted at a particular spot as he moved his pencil over and gently erased whatever mistake had been made before. His hand moved so gracefully over the page he seemed to be putting a lot of effort into his subject. He briefly looked up from the page meeting my gaze. I felt my face get warm and my cheeks darken as he smirked at me. I smiled back trying to hide my blush to the best of my ability.

Despite the many times I had blushed around him he never pointed it out or asked me about it thankfully. As far as I knew he was completely oblivious to my crush on him. The bell rang causing me to jump slightly as I had zoned out in thought about my crush. “Alright you delinquents are dismissed.” Mrs. Packerton grumbled. I shoved my stuff into my bag getting up and going over to Larry’s desk.

“So what time are we meeting at your place tonight?” I asked shrugging my bag onto my arm. The guys got up and the three of us made our way out into the hall. “Since Sal and I promised to help fix that shower probably like 5ish?” Larry suggested looking at us for confirmation. Sal and I both nodded as I remembered I had forgotten my hoodie on the desk. “Shit I forgot something. I’ll catch you losers later!” I exclaimed turning on my heels.

“You better be ready for an intense alien zombie moviethon tonight!” Larry called after me making me smile. “Ready as I’ll ever be Johnson! Just make sure you’ve got plenty of snacks!” I called hearing them both laugh behind me. I made my way back into the classroom seeing my hoodie right away. I snatched it up getting ready to leave when I noticed something familiar on the floor under a desk, Larry’s sketch book. He must have dropped it and didn’t realize.

I should probably grab it just in case someone like Travis finds it. I picked it up tucking it under my hoodie. Running out of the hall I tried to catch up with the boys only to see them long gone. “Need a ride?” Neil called from his Jeep where Todd was sitting in the passenger seat with Ashley in the back. “Hey guys! Sure thanks!” I beamed hopping into the back.

While I was getting my seatbelt on I had my stuff sitting between me and Ash where I guess Todd noticed the familiar book. “How’d you get your hands on that?” He asked shocked. “Oh his notebook? He left it in Packerton’s I figured I could give it back to him tonight.” I shrugged picking it up and flipping it over in my hands. “Are you gonna look?” Neil asked eyeing me from the rear view mirror. I looked down at the book debating on flipping through it.

“I don’t know. Probably not I mean he really doesn’t want anyone to look.” I sighed. “But aren’t you dying to know what’s inside it? I mean he shows us all his drawings, you and Sal at the very least get to see them. So what is in this particular book he doesn’t want us seeing?” Ash asked. “She has a point.” Todd shrugged. I eyed the cover of the book feeling my temptation rise. “He’s protective of it for a reason guys he wouldn’t be happy to know if you snooped.” Neil pointed out.

I shoved the book in my bag, hoping it would be out of my mind in there. Unfortunately that didn’t work too well. By my the time Neil dropped me off I was extremely curious. I ran up to my room flopping down on the bed the book in my hands. As much as I loved Larry my curiosity was getting the better of me.

I flipped the book open to the first page to see a familiar photograph paper clipped to the front page. It was one we had taken at his birthday party. I couldn’t help the smile from thinking back to the memory. The small gathering was just winding down and Larry and I were relaxing on the stairs.

~Flash back~

I sat down on the stairs hoping to take a small breather to myself. Not that I don’t love everyone here but I was kind of tired. “Hey dude mind if I join you?” Larry asked offering out a small cup of coffee. I smiled nodding making room for him across from me. He sat down handing me the cup and I rested my legs against his due to the cramped space.

“Thank you (Y/n).”

“You don’t have to thank me it’s your birthday. Besides the party was mostly your mom.”

“Yeah but she said it was your idea. And the sketch book is like the coolest thing I’ve ever gotten.”

“I’m glad you like it dork.”

“How dare you call me a dork on my birthday. You’re only supposed to give the birthday boy love and compliments.”

“Ha well your moms over there I’m sure she’ll give you love and compliments.”

“Yeah she does that any day of the year.”

“I’ll give you all the love you need Lar bear.”

Lisa smiled raising her camera to snap a picture of us. “You two are always so sweet together.” She beamed making us both blush before she walked away. “I should probably head out for the night.” I sighed leaning closer to Larry. “Night birthday boy.” I smiled gently kissing his cheek. “Night (Y/n).” He smile with a small blush.”

~end of flash back~

(Imagine the picture looks like this kinda)

~Flash back~

“Thank you (Y/n).”

“You don’t have to thank me it’s your birthday. Besides the party was mostly your mom.”

“Yeah but she said it was your idea. And the notebook is like the coolest thing I’ve ever gotten.”

“I’m glad you like it dork.”

“How dare you call me a dork on my birthday. You’re only supposed to give the birthday boy love and compliments.”

“Ha well your moms over there I’m sure she’ll give you love and compliments.”

“Yeah she does that any day of the year.”

“I’ll give you all the love you need Lar bear.”

~end of flash back~

(Imagine the picture looks like this kinda)

Underneath the picture was a beautiful sketch of the same scene. The lines were so careful and detailed that it looked perfect. However I couldn’t help but notice more detail and focus had been put into me than he rest of the picture. He had put in so much effort into making me beautiful.

The next few photos and sketches were ones of my selfies from Snapchat and instagram. One in particular stuck out it wasn’t a photo I recognized but I could recall Larry taking it. He was teasing me about my selfies and how I always took pictures of him. I had assumed the picture was bad and had been deleted but it was actually a decent picture. Besides it being just slightly out of focus it was an adorable candid of me.

There were many more photos just like that. Photos of me, or the two of us all beautifully drawn. There was the one of me doing his makeup that day that Sal, Larry, and I were bored, the one of us sleeping that his mom had taken during one our many sleep overs, us in face masks, and one of us dancing outside the night of our senior prom. Followed by the sketches there were notes and letters. Some had lines scratched out and others had an x through but everyone was a beautiful note or letter.

Dear (Y/n),

Considering the term is falling in love I always assumed that’s how it worked. That one day I’d meet someone and fall head first in love with them and that would be it. But that’s not what happened at all. I met you and I walked into it. With my eyes wide open, I chose to take each and every step towards loving you. I may not believe in a whole lot involving fate but I do believe that we’re fated into decisions we would have chosen anyways. So between fate and my own conscious I’ve decided to love you with every ounce of my being.

Dear (Y/n),

You’re currently asleep right next to me and I can’t stop thinking about how beautiful you are. No makeup, paint stained leggings, and my SF tee. Which considering how great you look in it I can’t even be annoyed that you borrowed. Hell you look better in it than I ever will. I know we both have fun but I doubt you’ll ever know how much these nights with you mean to me. You just make everything so easy. I don’t have to try hard or be anyone I’m not. I hope one day I get the guts to tell you how I really feel. Fuck, you just did the cutest thing in your sleep. I know you didn’t do it on purpose but you rolled closer to me snuggling into my chest. My heart must be beating a million miles a minute. Hopefully it doesn’t disturb you.

Dear (Y/n),

I’ve been trying to do this for a long time now and I just can’t seem to get up the courage. No words seem good enough. I mean how can I confess that I’ve fallen in love to the most perfect human being I’ve ever met? Fuck, this is hard. I’ll probably chicken out this time too. I want to tell you so bad but I’m so scared of losing you if you don’t feel the same. That thought alone terrifies me. You mean so much to me if I lost you I don’t know what I’d do.

I blinked my eyes a few times absolutely stunned. Larry was in love with me? This whole time I had no clue. Checking the clock I noticed 4:30 I ran out the door clutching the sketch book in my hands. I didn’t stop running till I reached his door. That was probably the most I’ve ever ran in years but I had to tell Larry how I felt.

My heart was racing from both the run and the anticipation. Taking a couple deep breaths I quickly knocked on the door. Knowing Larry he’d probably be getting ready for the movie marathon having not cleaned or anything. The door opened up and he looked at me confused. “Well either you gotta job a Perry’s Pizzeria and didn’t tell me or you’re kinda early.” He said with his signature smirk.

I smiled back shaking my head as I followed him into the apartment. “So did you think you’d have to help me the place would be such a mess?” He chuckled leaning against a kitchen counter. “No actually I wanted to give you this back” I sighed showing him the book. His eyes got wide and kind of angry when he saw the item in my hand. He looked back up at my face frowning.

“You took my sketch book?” He asked in a tone I’ve never heard before. “You left it in Packerton’s so I figured I should return it.” I shrugged confused by his serious tone. “Did you look in it?” He asked with furrowed eyebrows.

I looked down nodding suddenly struggling to find words. “Y-yeah but Larry look I-“ I started trying to explain before he cut me off snatching the book from my hands. “I told you I didn’t want you looking in it and you did it anyways? Are you kidding me (y/n)? I thought we were best friends I’m supposed to be able to trust you.” He spoke angrily.

“Larry I’m sorry I looked but listen I’m trying to tell you-“

“No you listen! You knew how much I didn’t want anyone looking in this book but you did it anyways. Look whatever you saw in here wasn’t what you think it was-“

This time it was my turn to cut him off. “Shut up and let me kiss you, you got head.” I said rolling my eyes before pressing my lips to his own cupping his face in my hands. I heard the sketch book hit the ground and he began kissing me back after a few seconds. His arms wrapped around my waist and he smiled through the kiss making me do the same. When we pulled apart he was smiling ear to ear.

“I like you too Lar.” I blushed smiling even more. He pulled me up into a bone crushing hug. “Holy shit! I can’t believe it dude! Er um babe?” He laughed setting me back down. “Babe is fine goofball.” I smiled. He kissed me again barely being able to stop smiling.

“Um should I come back?” Sally’s quiet voice asked from the door. We laughed pulling apart. “Turns out you were right little dude they do like me back.” He smiled his arm wrapped around my shoulders. “Yeah no shit Larry Face.” He chuckled having known both sides of our crushes.

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