#and when i write being floyd’s little cheerleader then what?

[seraphdreams]

FLOYD???????

twst basketball card spoilers (?)

[cheapshrimpysheep]

Hii!!! I want to say how much I love your blog!!! From the aesthetic to the writing everything is just so cute and enjoyable!! I also love how you write Jamil personally hehe.

Idk if you still have your requests open buttttt I have a fluff idea for the basketball club :) the boys want to invite their (freshly obtained) partner!reader to a pretty important basketball match but ✨circumstances✨ happen (anything you can think of really) and they end up not saying anything to them about it. But on the day of the match their partner shows up anyway fully dressed in cheerleading attire, facepaint, pompoms, loudly cheering for them (embarassing them a lil but in a wholesome way y'know ❤️) maybe you can write some post match fluff?

Thank you so much for sharing your writing with us!! It's a delight to read it all!!

COMMENTS: Awww, thank you 🥰 It so happens that I identify a lot with Jamil (perhaps even too much). And maybe that's also why I had never thought of writing an MC that, let's say, out-going? Because a shy person like me would never do that cheerleading thing in public at least. 😅 But I wrote it. 😉

Btw: That cheerleading thing doesn't exist in my country so the only things I know about it are whatever I saw in american movies. But in return, I played basketball for 3 years when I was younger. So in that regard I know a few things.

I hope you and all enjoy 🏀

PS: I was waiting for Floyd's basketball card to come to the english server to write something with them. I still want to do it, in addition to this one.

CHARACTERS: Basketball Club (Ace, Floyd & Jamil)

TAGS: Fluff; GN Reader; Established Relationship; Kissing

WARNING: Spoilers from Ace's and Floyd's Basketball Jersey Lines

WORD COUNT: An average of 500 words per character.

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Ace really wanted to invite you to the game, but in the meantime, he got into some misbehavior issues and spent the whole time trying to make sure Coach Vargas wasn't going to ban him from playing.

He ended up forgetting to invite you, as it wouldn't make sense to do it without being sure he was going to play. He sends you a message at the last minute and that's why he doesn't even know if you'll make it.

I can see him dating a more outgoing person, so let's go that route. You appear in the game, yes, dressed in cheerleading attire alongside Cater and Deuce. Cater because I can see him doing that for being great for magicam. And Deuce because he really wants NRC to win.

While he is overjoyed to see you and thinks this is an excellent opportunity to show himself off to you, he is also a little embarrassed by the attention you are diverting to him.

We also go the route where they win. While the players are celebrating, they go to you and the rest of the cheerleading group. Ace runs up to you and hugs you so happily he lifts you off your feet. And in the midst of happiness he kisses your lips, while holding you.

He did it on the spur of the moment, and when he realizes what he's done, he's extremely embarrassed. Great chances of Floyd messing with him for that.

If someone from the opposing team starts looking at you while he is not with you, he will say with a smirk: “Can look, but not touch, you hear me?”

Before the players go to shower, Ace asked you to wait for him behind the gymnasium. It was already night. You were waiting outside and after a while you got distracted. When he goes outside and sees you distracted, he sneaked up on you and hugged you from behind. And kisses your cheek.

“Hey, what do you say to a celebration party tomorrow~? Trey said he's going to make cupcakes shaped like basketballs. Isn't that cool?” and then you hear him moan in pain softly and for a second.

You had felt his fingers curl a little when you heard that. And you remembered that one day he commented to you that his fingers get sprained all the time when he is playing. That it hurts to bend them. After a game like that, they must be hurting a lot then.

You take his hands. “Ouch...” you bring them to your lips, and kiss them softly. You tell him you could take care of him. “I deserve that, don't I?~” he says and goes back to kissing your cheek affectionately.

Floyd really wanted to invite you to the game, but in the meantime, on the one hand, the Coach Vargas wanted him to train even more. Being the tallest, the coach had high expectations for him (pun not intended). And on the other hand, Azul wanted to do something special at Mostro Lounge, as a lot of people from off campus would come to watch the game and it was an opportunity to have more customers.

Sometimes he had fun doing these things. And when he didn't want to do them, he preferred to be left alone. This plus the fact that he thought that: "since you are his partner now, isn't it already implied that you're going to watch the game?” made him end up not inviting you officially.

Jade is the one who reminds you on the day of the game. Since it was an important game, you wanted to do something special for Floyd. And taking advantage of this, Azul suggests that you come to the game dressed in cheerleading attire. This type of incentive can increase their chances of winning the game and consequently the chances of increasing customers at Mostro Lounge. And if you don't want to do it alone, don't worry, at least Cater, Deuce and Kalim will be doing the same alongside you.

I definitely can see Floyd with an outgoing partner. All of his colleagues were worried because he seemed unenthusiastic. And if he continues like this, he might not even want to play properly and that would make them lose the game for sure. And what's worse is that they couldn't even complain about it or risk getting their asses kicked.

When the game starts, what they feared most was happening. He didn't feel like playing. Which also made the opposing team not worry too much about Floyd. Fortunately, a couple of minutes after the game starts, he hears you cheering him on. He looks at you dressed in cheerleading attire and his mood changes radically. “Koebi-chan~!” He waves at you with his cutest smile. Before turning to the opponents with a sadistic smile. Now he wants to play.

The one the players on the other team thought was a drag on NRC has suddenly become the most powerful athlete in the game. To the point that the opponent who was chosen to block him was afraid to do so. And the one chosen to be blocked by Floyd (who happened to be the strongest player on the opposing team) did his best not to keep the ball too long.

He usually gets expelled from the game before it's over, but this was a big one and you were rooting for him. He had to stay until the end! So he behaved and tried to make as few fouls as possible.

Hardly in these conditions NRC would lose. So they win! If during their celebration, someone from the opposing team starts looking at you. Floyd first smiles at them. "Pretty, right?" and then put on that scary straight face "Well, it's not for your eyes."

When he comes to you because you are all celebrating together, he will pick you up. “You look so cute dressed like that.” He tells to you. If there are kisses, they will be yours on his cheeks.

Before the players go to shower, Floyd asked you to wait for him behind the gymnasium. It was already night. You were waiting outside and after a while you got distracted. When he goes outside and sees you distracted, he sneaked up on you. And behind you, he whispers in your ear: “Baa~”

You turn and he picks you up again so that your faces are level. Your noses are touching. “Hey~ Came to Mostro Lounge with me. I'm not in the mood to celebrate without you. And I can get Azul to give you your favourite for free. Isn't that a good deal~?”

He's not much for kissing your lips in front of others, so he only does it now.

Jamil really wanted to invite you to the game, but between babysitting, I mean, looking after Kalim and training for the game, he ended up not even getting to spend time with you.

Honestly, I don't see Jamil with a very outgoing partner. Since it could be like a Kalim 2.0 for him. But I certainly see Kalim going to you, already dressed in cheerleading attire himself and dragging you to dress like that too and go cheering Jamil and the others alongside him.

Because of Kalim, you two end up being a little late and when you arrive the game has already started. And Jamil had just scored. Kalim (and maybe you too) shout to congratulate Jamil. He looks at you two and is immediately flattered, shocked and embarrassed. Not because of you, but because he doesn't like to draw attention to himself, nor to have others draw attention to him that way.

Unfortunately his performance drops slightly. Until he overhears an opposing player commenting on you. At that moment, he manages to take the ball away from the opposing team, run to the basket and score.

This made him realize two things: first, your cheering the made the whole team’s morale shot up. And second, It’s also slightly distracting the opposing team. Genial!

Whenever he scores and you celebrate, he gets flattered and embarrassed but smiles at you discreetly.

They end up winning! While the players are celebrating, they go to you and the rest of the cheerleading group. He walks towards you, but is intercepted by Kalim, who hugs him. And it's only a few seconds later that he looks at you, looks at Jamil, smiles awkwardly and breaks the hug.

But more awkward than he is, you two are. Jamil doesn't like public displays of affection, so at first you don't even know what to do our say. You end up saying: "Congratulations on the victory" at the same time as he says "thanks for the cheering". And you two giggle.

Before the players go to shower, Jamil asked you to wait for him behind the gymnasium. It was already night. You were waiting outside and after a while you got distracted. He greets you as soon as he sees you and walks towards you.

He opens his arms, inviting you to hug him. And you do it. “Sorry I didn't thank you properly after the game.” He places his index and thumb on your chin, tilting it up and bringing his face closer to yours. “But now I can.” he whisper and kisses your lips.

“*Sigh* I really don't want to go back to Scarabia  and put up with Kalim's party spirit.” He hugs you around the waist and gently places you against the wall. “So would you celebrate with me a little while before I have to go?”

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Lightning Never Strikes the Same Place Twice

Chapter One of Sweet Home Alabama

Jake 'Hangman' Seresin x OC (Linley Mitchell/Floyd), Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw x OC (Linley Mitchell/Floyd)

Description: Love stories are something special. All through history it is the greatest of love stories which have resonated in the minds of the public. This story, while it is a love story, could probably best be called a life story. Our cast of characters is unapologetically human. Maybe one day, you'll soon realize that Home is where the heart is, even when you don't know it.

Themes: angst, love, smut, attraction

Warnings: None is this chapter, unless you count getting struck by lightning.

Word Count: 1330

A/N: Hi All! It's finally here! After nearly two months of my character moodboards I bet you all are more than ready to see my actual story take flight! I know I am! As anyone who has seen the movie before knows, it's a little dated. There are parts of it which have not stood up to the test of time just over twenty years later. Those are the parts which I aim to fix. Thanks to @desert-fern for beta-ing this chapter for me, I truly appreciate it! Also, I feel like I can't say this enough, but thanks to @thedroneranger, @cherrycola27 and @mamachasesmayhem for being such cheerleaders over the past few months as I've been writing this story! I hope you all love it!

AO3: Cross-posted here!

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Like all great love stories, this story begins with a boy and a girl. The town of Pigeon Creek, Alabama isn’t known for much, but to you and your best friend, it’s the whole world. There isn’t a person in town who doesn’t know you. It’s that sense of security that has you sneaking out of your house with what has to be the biggest lightning storm you’ve ever seen hot on your heels. But you’re not going alone. You hop on your bike, riding as fast as you can until you reach your best friend’s house. The sky is dark and overcast, the gray of the clouds shot through with bright electric  streaks. It feels like it's going to start raining at any minute, the scent of petrichor heavy in your nose. But a little rain has never once scared you. In fact, it might be your favorite time of season. When it rains, the whole world feels clean and clear. Drenched in dewdrops, every minute feels full of promise. Today though, you’re not searching for the rain. You want the big bang, the kaboom, the lightning strikes and the thunder. You’re not witnessing it alone, either. Grabbing a handful of pebbles, you throw them, one at a time, until the window opens, and you see his disheveled blonde head stick out.

“What in the hell are you doing out here, Linley Mitchell?!” He’s whisper-shouting, his accent as thick as molasses as he rubs his eyes with his fists like he can’t believe what he’s seeing. Honestly, you can't blame him. You vaguely remember a warning about the storm coming up on the radio when you were at home.

“I came to get you, you idiot! And don’t curse at me, Jacob Seresin! Your mama’d have your ass tarred as soon as you could blink if she heard you!” You’ve got your hands on your hips, your gap-toothed smile on full display as you glare playfully up at Jake. The wind whips around you, teasing your dark hair out of the messy ponytail at the back of your head and grabbing insistently at the thin hoodie you’re wearing. It’s ominously dark, and the entire world seems awfully quiet as you stand in Jake’s backyard.

But he’s not moving. You’re not witnessing this alone, so your voice takes on a wheedling tone. “There’s a lightning storm today, Jake! ‘Member when I found that book at the library? The one talking about lightning glass? I wanna see what happens if lightning strikes the beach! I want to know if there’ll be glass there! An’ you’re coming with me!” A wide grin over takes your face, barely visible in the darkness surrounding you, yet you know that Jake sees it. It’s a little shocking that he’s so reticent. You never have to try so hard to convince him to come along. 

“Alright, alright. Lemme put my shoes on, and I’ll be right there.” He sounds so fed up with you, but this is why the two of you work. You bring the crazy, and he tries to rein it in. That’s the way it’s been your entire life.

It’s not long before the creaky side door of the Seresin house squeaks open and closes with a soft thud and Jake trots out with his sneakers in hand. Jake looks worried, pausing for an instant like he’s expecting his Ma to come rushing out of the house to drag him back in by his ear. He shoves his feet into the worn canvas before bounding down the stairs.

“C’mon, Linley! Why are we looking for lightning, anyway? Y’know we’re supposed to stay inside. This is the worst storm Pigeon Creek has seen in about a hundred years!” You ignore him, though, jogging down the street as the storm clouds build and build. "Didn't you hear the radio say that?"

Those last words make your feet stop in their tracks. You probably should have explained a little bit better. “You wanted to see the lightning glass, dummy! That’s why!” Your grin is still wide, still open, but for the first time in your life, you can’t figure out what’s making your best friend look at you as he is. It has you feeling weird, the silence between the two of you more weighty than you were expecting. The moment stretches, like the finest of the spider webs in a gossamer strand between the two of you, at least until the first clap of thunder startles Jake into motion. He hugs you tight, smelling like sweat and dust. So do you, honestly. Summer in Alabama coats everyone and everything in that scent. 

“Will you marry me?” You can’t believe what he’s asking you, so you start running again instead. The lightning starts just as the green grass under your feet transitions to scrub grass and sand.

“Come on, Jake!” Excitement courses through your veins as you draw  closer and closer to the beach. 

“Slow down!” He’s huffing as he tries to keep up, green eyes fixating on your bouncing pony tail yards ahead of him.

Rather than listen, you speed up a bit more. “Hurry up, Jake!”

“Linley! I gotta get home. Mama’s gonna kill me!” He catches up to you just as the first strike of lightning hits the ground in front of you. “Wow, did you see that?” The wonder in his voice is mirrored on your face as the two of you stare at each other in wide-eyed wonder.

“One thousand one, One thousand two…” You start counting under your breath even as you jog onto the beach.

“So, are you going to answer me?” He’s really pushing for this, huh? Why now?

“No!” You just keep running, single-minded in your search for the all too elusive lightning glass.

“No, you won’t answer, or no, you won’t marry me?” You really can’t believe what you’re hearing. You stop running so you can respond.

“Jake Seresin, I’m ten years old! I got too much to live for!” Just as you say those words, lightning hits the ground barely six inches before you. You run in the opposite direction squealing in fright, only for Jake to tug you back to where the lightning struck.

“Don’t go that way, ya’ dolt! C’mere!” Jake leads you right towards the spot where lightning struck moments before.

The sand is melted into a pool of hot glass, glowing red in the dim light. 

“That’s so cool!” Your voice is awed even as you reach a hand out towards it.

“It’s hot! Don’t touch it!” Jake grabs your hand, smiling at you even as you look wide-eyed at the molten glass before you.

“We should be safe here!” His voice is full of confidence.

“Well, who says?” The wind’s picked up, snatching the words out of mouth before you’ve even said them.

“Well, everyone. Lightning never strikes the same place twice!” The two of you stand side by side, watching the clouds move as the storm winds whip around you. It makes sense, what he's saying. 

“Why would you want to marry me anyways, huh?” Looking at Jake reminds you of how the last growth spurt made him taller than you and how much you hate it.

“So I can kiss you anytime I want.” That was not what you were expecting. But you like that idea. It means that you don't have to share Jake. That your best friend is going to be by your side forever.

So ultimately, his words have you stepping closer and closer until you feel lips against your own. Your eyes flutter close as love washes through you. It's sweet and soft, a peck more than a kiss, but you wouldn't change it for the world. The lightning, however, had other ideas, zapping you and your best friend. That was your first kiss, in the middle of a lightning storm with the one boy you thought you’d love forever. Guess you were wrong.

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[insomuse]

Hello! if it's ok for you, can you write this but with Azul's version? he too deserve everything and I am willing to do anything for him♥️

I’ll do anything for you to see you smile.

You’ll go the lengths to make sure that he gets what he wants.

     ▸SFW.          ▸GN! Reader .          ▸Req?: Ehe~

A/N: is this much longer than it should be? Possibly… is it because I love Azul so much..? N— Next question—

𖥨• This man… he didn’t trust you?

He thinks you’re just pulling his leg when you asked him to be yours. Floyd and Jade are sus of you too. But it all comes to a halt a couple months later and the two of you are official.

But that little twinge of distrust still remains deep inside— You’re too nice.

𖥨• But listen, Azul’s business is plenty successful.

Infact, beforehand, the last 5 months before the two of you became official he had a bit of a rise. But now— it skyrocketed? He likes the money and people coming of course.. but so much students coming in every now and then? Especially the ones that would usually avoid Mostro Lounge?

Before Overblot:

𖥨• What really threw Azul(and I suppose the Tweels) off, was the amount of students coming for contracts.

The possibilities are endless to what he can obtain through these.

After overblot:

𖥨• People who just reached a certain amount of points redeem as soon as it hits the specific amount to consider a deal with Azul.

It’s a bit overwhelming, but on the inside, he’s truly happy that others aren’t as afraid to make deals and come to him willingly after everything.

Although it’s odd…. But he enjoys it- but.. *intense squinting*

𖥨• The whole time, you’ll always be praising him and his success.

His own little cheerleader.

He’s embarrassed, but appreciates it.

He does the little hide his blush behind his hand and he’s grinning like an idiot behind the hand and.. and his pretty Ceruleans twinkling with newfound happiness and love towards you.

Suspicion: FULLY CLEARED.

𖥨• He’s more accepting of the little gifts and notes of affirmations you bring him now. In his little office, he’ll carefully store each note into a journal.

He reads them when he has a particularly bad day.

𖥨• The Tweels find it odd. You. But they can’t do anything since Azul seems to be more open and fully accept the relationship you two have. If he’s “seemingly” no longer sus of you. Then they’re not sus of you. Well— Jade isn’t.. but Floyd— he wants to snoop and cause chaos.

𖥨• And that he does; he follows you throughout the day.

But nothing happens.

He’s bored.

Ew— You and Azul being cuddly and makin’ out.

Wait, no. Oho~ Azul is smiling. Like- smiling ,smiling. AND LAUGHING! AND- huh- what… what was that look you shot towards him? That look made the Floyd Leech.. feel a sense of dread. How could you know he was hiding in the bushes?!?? Maybe it was coincidence! You went back to lovin’ on Azul!

𖥨• Feels like centuries when you and Azul finally separated but now … he somehow lost—

“What are you doing?” Your voice nonchalantly pipes.

“Hah?”

“I won’t repeat myself.”

Now listen, what happened to the nice and always smiling Y/N? What is this scary lookin’ and glarin’ Y/N!?

“Ah, You’re a total Anglerfishy~!” The Eel is amused by this finding. He’s totally gonna tell Jade and Azul!

𖥨• “Hm, Floyd been missing for awhile..” Jade pointed out.

“.. He has. It’s not good for business.” Azul hummed.

“Maybe… he decided to take a spontaneous vacay.” Y/N smiled as they set down a platter of appetizers for the three.

𖥨• The Main and Vice housewardens lingered in thoughts before Y/N excitedly brought out a decent size box with the word donations prettily decorated on the front. “But lets worry about Ford later and lookie here!” They grinned. “I managed to chalk up some money for that new brewing machine you wanted, Azul! Plus some extra that you can put into savings!”

𖥨• Azul been smiling much more and subtle PDA towards you ever since.

Jade is shocked and surprised by how affectionate Azul could be.

It truly is such a blessing that you came into Azul’s life.

But…

𖥨• “YOU’RE DATING AN ANGLER FREAK!” The lounge doors slammed open with a disheveled Floyd.

𖥨• Respectfully (or disrespecrfully), the three welcomed the second Eel back and returned to cleaning up since Mostro was closed for the day.

Extra;

“You really should manage your time better, Floyd.” Azul lectured. “And stop making up such things.”

Jade tried to hide his laughter as he stood behind his boss.

Floyd is in disbelief. “It’s true! They were all ‘grr’ and wham and- and—“

Azul held up a hand and sighed, “ go get some rest, I have an important da- meeting to get to. We’ll talk later.” And he left.

“You truly are something, brother.” A strained Jade spoke up, wiping a tear away.

“Whatever, you’ll see one day… I need food right n—ow..” what? “What happened to my money?” Floyd stared at his now empty savings box.

[itsanerdlife]

Chasing The Dream 3/10

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader (High School/College AU)

Warning: Angst. Underage drinking. Jealousy. Language. Heartbreak and arguing.

A/N: This is the series, the prequel of Chasing Dreams One Shot. They do overlap so if you need to read it I can link it when time comes.

Your father always warned you about musicians. They’re never good news, but Peter Parker is everything you could want. The other half to your groupie, rocker baby soul. Peter and the guys have big dreams to be rock stars, you couldn’t be a bigger fan of theirs. But your dad’s got a different path for your future, one that doesn’t include Peter and his band. But can Fame and dreams coming true really keep the two of you apart? Is this just a high school love? Or will you make it through the struggle of chasing your dreams?

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High School –

Y/N (Living on a Dream)

You move through the bodies around the table playing beer pong. The front door opens, and you catch a glimpse of messy brown hair and a white band T-shirt. You quickly run your free hand through your waves, giving them a fluff. The music that vibrates the house, suddenly changes, as you spot Peter working his way towards you. You grin at him and he grins in response, a hand on your waist suddenly spins you around.

Todd, one of the football players runs his eyes greedily down your body as he towers over you. He licks his lips and leans in closer to you. His hand around your waist, you lean back slightly from him.

“I always knew there was more under all those little good girl, teasing skirts.” He chuckles. You roll your eyes, you wore dark cut off, distressed jean shorts, and a form fitting white crop top that read QUEEN across the chest in faded red lettering.

“Gross you are even thinking about me.” You pat him on the chest attempting to move away from him.

“Maybe you aren’t just a good girl underneath all that.” He leans in closer.

“What I am underneath anything, would never want anything to do with you and the low IQ you are carrying around with you. If it wasn’t for the IQ, your idea of good music is Drake and Lil Wayne, which just makes your IQ even worse.” You peel his hand from your waist as he stares at you, trying to understand what you just said to him.

“Drake and Lil Wayne are awesome.” He grins nodding.

“Oh god my IQ is dropping breathing the same air as you.” You blink, pressing your lips together, looking for an escape.

“Hey.” Peter appears next to you, grinning. His arm slips over your shoulders. “Sorry we’re late. But Buck is worse than a girl. If his hair doesn’t fall just right, we can’t leave.” He shrugs, sighing. “Excuse us.” Peter blinks looking at Todd, who blinks looking from you to Peter. Todd moves to the side, looking confused still as Peter leads you back towards the kitchen.

“Oh god thank you.” You drop your head to his chest, laughing.

“You looked like you were being tortured.” He laughs.

“He seriously said, and I quote ‘Drake and Lil Wayne are awesome’ after I insulted his IQ and music taste.” You laugh.

“That’s torture enough.” Peter nods. His band T-shirt was Pink Floyd, a white T-shirt and colored album cover.

“Nice shirt.” You tug lightly on his shirt.

“Same to you. Queen, classic.” He grins. You notice the writing on his palm and wrist as he picks up a cup.

“What is this?” You grin, taking his hand and turning it over.

“Something I’m working on.” He shrugs. Your eyes move over the words written in ink on his skin.

“Lyrics?” You look up at him.

“Like I said,” he grins “something I’m working on.” He fills his cup, placing his arm over your shoulders again, the both of you wander out to the back.

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“Who picked the music?” Buck winces into his cup.

“Why?” Nat grins.

“Some old school shit, lot of grunge.” He shrugs.

“She will slit you from ear to ear if you disrespect the grunge era.” Nat laughs.

“Who?” Buck swallows.

“Me.” You tip your head, mouth pushed together.

“I was not disrespecting it, just wondering why so much was being played.” He quickly covers his ass.

“Better than the mindless bullshit people listen to, today.” You shrug.

“True.” Peter nods, sipping from his cup.

“Kiss ass.” Steve coughs into his hand, everyone laughs.

“Y/N is the music god, for everything we do.” Wanda laughs.

“I prefer the term Goddess. I don’t have a dick.” You smirk, tipping your cup at Wanda who leans into Sam laughing.

The song changes, Buck starts laughing as you and Nat start instantly singing to each other. Saving Abel – Addicted, the party around all of you starts singing it too. Buck and Peter are dying laughing, Steve nods, bobbing to the beat, and Sam’s fingers move across his thigh. You and Nat get louder with the song, shoulders moving, hands going, singing at each other.

“They do this every time this song comes on.” Buck leans in closer towards Peter.

“Why?” He laughs.

“No fucking clue. They just laugh and carry on like nothing happened.” Buck grins, shrugging. The song ends, you pat Peter’s thigh grinning.

“Time for shots.” You jump up as Buck starts laughing looking at Peter.

“Oh no.” Wanda shakes her head.

“You know the rules Wanda, strip down if you’re not drinking.” You shrug grinning at her.

“Wait what?” The guys reply at once, looking around.

“Better pick your poison boys, and hope you can handle your alcohol better than us girls.” Nat shrugs, as you both turn heading for the kitchen.

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Peter (Good Girls Are Bad Girls Who Haven’t Been Caught)

“Hold on a second.” Peter holds up a finger as Y/N and Nat set down three different fifths and shot glasses.

“Come on Parker, you don’t like games?” She grins, leaning back in her chair, a smug smirk on her lips.

“Depends on the game.” He struggles with the reply for a moment, trying to not just grin at her.

“Works like this boys.” Nat shuffles a deck of cards, while Y/N slides shot glasses around. “First one to say no, throw up or can’t finish their shot, strips down and runs around the house.” She grins.

“Fuck.” Sam rubs a hand over his face.

“Jager?” Y/N cracks the bottle and Wanda cracks a can of red bull.

“Hell no.” Peter laughs, he leans over swiping the bottle of Jack.

“Pansy.” Y/N bite her bottom lip grinning.

“What are the cards for?” Steve looks nervous.

“Shit we need another girl.” Y/N sits up. “Amy!” She waves over the cheerleader, with curly blonde hair.

“Hey Y/N.” She grins coming over.

“Play our game?” Y/N bats her eyes.

“Damn.” Amy laughs. “Alright, but no photos this time.” Amy holds up her finger.

“Deal!” Y/N claps her hands together. “You’re between me and Steve.” Y/N grins.

“He’s cute.” Amy laughs “And I’ve kissed you before.” She waves her hand. The guys exchange a look again.

“I’m missing something.” Peter holds up a finger.

“Oh the cards.” Nat wiggles them in her fingers. “Each card has a dare, or command on them. Like,” she finds one and holds up. “Pass me with only your mouth.” She blows him a kiss. Peter looks from Nat who was on one side of him to Y/N who was on the other side of him.

“The rule is whoever fails the challenge, the command, has to do a shot.” Y/N grins, winking at him.

“This is going to be a fucking interesting night.” He laughs.

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“Do you know how hard this shit gets the numb-er your lips get?” Sam laughs, trying to make the card stick to his mouth. Y/N dying laughing next to him, daddy’s good girl wasn’t much of a good girl that much was pretty clear.

“Sammy you better get ready to drink up baby boy, cause you can’t get it up.” Y/N giggles, taunting Sam as she leans on the table.

“Peter, shut your girl up.” Sam laughs, still trying to stick the card to his mouth.

“Oh no, I don’t need her taunting me.” Peter laughs. “But bro it looks like your ass might be getting naked.” He pats the table top laughing.

“Like hell!” Sam grumbles, finally the card sticks.

His hands pump in the arm as he turns to pass it to Wanda. Amy and Y/N exchange the card, but Nat snaps at Y/N as Peter leans in to take it. Instead of card his mouth lands on hers. She kisses him, her hands holding the front of his T-shirt, he kisses her back his one hand on the edge of the table, the other on the back of her chair. There’s a round of hoots and whistles, making them break apart.

“Hand it over.” Nat grins. Y/N rolls her eyes, looking down.

“Hand what over?” Peter flushes.

“Payment for losing the card trade.” Nat grins. Nat hands him the card, it reads pass me with only your mouth, in the bottom corner is reads Loser removes their shirt. Y/N pulls the Queen crop top over her head handing it to Nat. She’s sitting in her cut off shorts and white lace bra.

“That means I get to make anyone I want drink.” She does a little giddy dance. He looks at her funny, she holds up her card, it reads Kiss the person to your left in the middle of a challenge and make anyone you want drink. “Worth it.” She winks at him.

“You did that on purpose.” He nods.

“Don’t you already know it Parker.” She grins, pointing to Sam and Buck they take the shots in front of them.

“Good Girls are bad girls who haven’t been caught.” He laughs.

“By golly I think you go it.” She laughs.

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A/N: hi um, so i’m writing a 3 part blurb for a prompt I got! so here’s part one! it’s high school harry au!!

7. “Would it be alright if I borrowed your sweater? It smells like you.” pt. 1/3

I hated group projects – more importantly I hated group projects where it was important to work outside of class. I hated the idea of spending my Saturdays with someone I barely knew. Only forty-five more days until graduation. Mrs. Ryes, our art history teacher, never let us pick our own partner, I was usually luck enough to get someone who had an idea of what we were doing – instead I got Harry Styles. There was a rumor about getting him, a lot of the girls wanted him. (Mainly, because he was attractive more importantly, he had a class with Veronica and he ate her out if she did all the work).

              “Fuck,” I muttered to myself as I picked up the layout of the project. This wasn’t just any project to me – it was the project. I had just got accepted into Temple University for Fine Arts, so fucking around with this class, isn’t a no go for me. I felt a hand on my shoulder and saw Harry, smug and cocky as usual.

              “It’s gonna be good workin’ with ya’, O’Keefe.” I rolled my eyes at his nickname for me.

              “I’m not Veronica, so I hope you’re ready to work.” I shrugged walking to my assigned seat. I was thankful we sat on opposite sides of the room from each other. I was feverishly writing notes while we were talking about projects and what she expects, and she expects nothing but the best from me – since she did write my letter of recommendation. A little square of folded paper fell on my desk from the person next to me.

              “It’s from Styles,” They whispered, and I rolled my eyes shoving the note to the side and focusing back on the teacher. Finally, the bell rang, and I could walk home and prepare my armor for dealing with Harry for the next forty-days.

              “O’Keefe, wait up!” I heard Harry coming after me as I was b-lining to my locker. “Amelia,”

              “Aimee,” I turned around and corrected him. “And what, we don’t have to start interacting until tomorrow.”

              “Did you read my note?” He smirked putting his arm around my shoulders, which I quickly shrugged off.

              “No, I was writing good notes, because I knew you wouldn’t.” I crossed my arms, hoping that would send the message.

              “I paid attention, smarty pants.”

              “Mhm, passing me a note.” I got to my locker, which I regret going to my actual locker because now he knows where to find me.

              “Yeah, I was too busy watching you tug at your bottom lip with your pin cap, or how you’ll bite at your lip when you’re focusin’ too hard.” I was glad that the locker was covering my face, I could feel my face get hot. “Too busy focusin’ on the cutest girl in class.”

              “Oh, shut up.” I mumbled putting my books away, taking my time so he would get fed up. “Don’t you have soccer practice or something?”

              “I do have football practice, but I have few more seconds to spare.” I closed my locker and he was smirking at me, of course he was – when does he not smirk.

              “Don’t you have some cheerleaders to harass then?” He ran his fingers through his chocolate locks, shaking his head.

              “Do yeh think I only flirt?”

              “Yes.” I nodded and put my headphones on walking away from him. It was weird that suddenly he was speaking to me, I’m going to blame the project. I had to get home quickly to walk my dog and finish up some homework, so I needed to brush Styles off for a bit.

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              “Football practice was great, thank you for asking.” Harry spoke as I was sitting at a computer in the library.

              “I had no intention of asking you, but I’m glad I guess.” I shrugged giving him a small smile. I was going to let Harry pick the movement we were speaking about, I was hoping he would pick something I actually enjoyed and not like – Mannerism or something. “Have you thought about what you wanted to do the project on?”

              “I like Romanticism, I think it’s raw.” I was shocked, that was one of my favorite movements too.

              “Wow! I say the same thing, I love how they capture everything that’s happening in that era, when history and art bleeds together.” Harry was grinning at me as I spoke, which made me tone myself down a bit – but with art there’s passion.

              “I know you’ve said that before, because I remember you said it. And I know you like it.”

              “I’m not doing the whole project, Styles.” I shook my head, so I went with the second idea, something I was good on, but I could learn more about – Impressionism. “I hope you’re happy with Monet!” I grinned as I signed up for our movement – half the class was going with Pop Art anyway, I couldn’t wait to see so many explanations of Andy Whorl’s Campbell’s Soup. I could feel his eyes on me as I was finding some citable sources for us when we’re getting to writing the paper. “What, you’re just staring,”

              “Nothin’.” He grinned, and I squinted at him. “Just got my own piece of Art right here.” I groaned, if he really thinks I’m going to do the whole project, he better ask for a new partner.

              “Stop, nope, that’s not going to work!” I sighed as I started pulling my hair into a ponytail. “You’ve got to stop, because that’s not gonna work on me, Harry.”

              “What am I doing? I’m just tellin’ the truth.”

              “You’re trying to get me all doe-eyed and on my knees for you. I’m not like every girl who you get your little fingers and smooth accent on.”

              “What type of girl are you then?”

              “Not your type.”

              “I beg to differ”

              “Pfft.” Once again, saved by the bell. I quickly gathered my things and ran to printer to grab the articles I printed out. I tried to lose Harry in the crowd of students.  Which worked while I was putting my things away but was quickly startled by him behind my locker door.

              “Can I drive yeh home?” He asked me as he reached out for my backpack, “I won’t pull any funny business, I promise, petal.”

              “Ugh, do you even live my way? Don’t you have soccer practice?” I put my backpack on my back and he quickly pulled it off me.

              “No, I don’t have football practice, and I do live near you, so it’s not a big deal.” I furrowed my eyebrows at him, “Please, you walk every day, we can organize the project if you want.”

              “The project only, that’s it.” I agreed, and we walked to his car, which was way too nice for a high schooler. I had a feeling he grew up with money – probably the reason he can be entitled sometimes. The sound of Pink Floyd was playing, and I couldn’t help myself from humming as we were driving towards my house.

              “You like Floyd?” I nodded, and he titled his head at me for a second before looking back at the road. “Who else do you like?”

              “Hmm, Fleetwood Mac, The Ramones, Elton John, I’ve been listening to Lou Reed for the last week with a little Tom Petty.” He turned down my street and nodded, turning up the music a bit. We reached my house and I quickly got a sense of déjà vu – wasn’t sure why, but I could feel it taking over my body, it all felt too familiar.

              “You’re gonna get out the car?” Harry laughed as he sat with his door open.

              “Yeah, yeah, I am.”  I nodded quickly getting out the car and walking on the path to my house. Harry followed behind me with both our backpacks, giving his car a lock as I unlocked the door.

My mother, Ann, loved to decorate. The house was warm color with hints of blue, and being an only child, there was a shrine of me. I was getting embarrassed forgetting about the baby photos of me in the living room. One above the fireplace, one on both of side tables, my senior photos having their own section by our potted plants.

              “Your parents love you,” Harry laughed scanning all the photos of me, “You were cute what happened?”

              “I’m adopted, so I’m like their favorite thing, and I’m still cute.” I smirked walking over to the photo he was looking at a bit to long. I was probably around five in the photo, with my bum out laying by a slip and slide.

              “You’re right, you’re still cute.” I shook my head at him furrowing my eyebrows at him and turning to make us a snack in the kitchen. “Just the project, okay.” He was a flirt, and I didn’t want to fall into his sticky trap of it. HE was so damn cute though, I’ve always noticed him, how he walks in a room like he owns the place but will talk to you like you’re the only person in the room. How he remembers things I said in class, so he could just talk to me, I never really had the nerve to walk up to him – maybe the fear of rejection took me over, or I’m not his type, which I’m not. I have to keep reminding myself that, I’m not his type, nowhere near it.

              “What are you twelve?” Harry asks as I put some snacks in front of him, a bowl of pretzels, apple slices and bottles of water.

              “No, I’m just saving the good snacks for myself.” I pulled out some of the notes from my backpack and sat next to him at our dining room table. He smelt good, like minty and cologne. He was extra close to me moving his finger under each word as I read along or giving me good input. We deiced to even make our own piece as an example, Harry agreed to help me paint it as well. We had a good base, so I felt good, we were ahead most of the class.

              “Hey, I have a question,” Harry asked me as I was skimming through his notes to find something worthy.

              “What’s the question?”

              “We have a game coming up on Friday, and I was wondering if you’d wear my jersey?”

              “Isn’t that like a ‘boyfriend girlfriend’ thing to do?” I moved a bit from him and he moved some of his hair out of his face.

              “It can be, but I was thinking more about luck.” I could feel my face get hot from the nervousness, why was he asking me this?

              “Why do you want me to wear it, it’s not some gross ‘Carrie’ prank is it?”

              “No, I really want you to wear it, I see you in the stands sometimes, and no one ever wears my jersey, so I want you to wear it.”

              “But-”

              “Please don’t think about what other people will think,” Harry was close to me, his face inches from mine and I could smell his breath, like oranges and mint, not the best combination but it was nice from him. I couldn’t help but to move closer as well, but to our luck, I could hear the door open and my mom waking in.

              “Anyway, sure, I’ll do it, but we can’t do this.” I motioned between us quietly as I moved back to my respected area, trying to collect my thoughts. Harry cleared his throat and started gathering his things. “You’re leaving?”

              “What else did we have to do?” he was being a bit cold, maybe from the rejection, but I would be cold too. He couldn’t like me, I was too shy, too different from him.

              “Um, I don’t know, I was thinking we could start on the painting in my room?” He perked up hearing my room, my mom walked past us giving us a small wave. And I gathered my stuff brining Harry into my room. I was secretly hoping to kiss him, maybe just a sick small incentive for working with him. His lips looked so nice, they were plump, had so much color in them it was like he would stain me if he kissed me. The hormones where getting to me, as we got to my bedroom. I closed my door and Harry was face to face with me, close. My back against my door, his hands on both sides of my head.

              “I wanna kiss yeh, Amelia.” He whispered moving closer to me. “I’ve been thinkin about kissin’ yeh since junior year, when I first got here, you were in my art class, wearin’ a mini skit, I loved it, sweet little thighs, summer tan, I think about yeh all the time.” I closed my eyes and listened to him speak, it was weird with him admitting all this to me. I didn’t dislike him, it’s just we never crossed paths enough for him to make a large impression on me, just the hot arrogant boy who was funny sometimes. “I had to know yeh name, a lot of the guys tease me fo’ it, but I wanna kiss yeh so bad.”

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Stargirl | Season 1 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q8rzAYp-mNQ The collection complies with high school student Courtney Whitmore, represented by Brec Bassinger, that reveals the planetary workers along with happens the suggestions for a new generation of superheroes that end up being the Justice Society of America. Russian Doll | Tv Shows(Opens in a new browser tab) DC Universe bought the collection in July 2018. Bassinger was cast in September 2018, with included dispersings for her loved one, the Justice Society of America, and also the Injustice Society of America with February 2019. Filming for the collection begun by March 2019 in the Atlanta city in Georgia. Stargirl premiered on May 18, 2020, and also will certainly consist of 13 episodes. The collection furthermore broadcasts the sticking todayon The CW along with is used on The CW's digital systems. Ahead of the collection best, individualities from the collection were consisted of in the Arrowverse crossover "Crisis on Infinite Earths", creating Stargirl as feeding on a parallel Earth to the Arrowverse collection. Premise One year after a great deal of the Justice Society of America (JSA) passed away in a battle versus the Injustice Society of America (ISA), secondary school pupil Courtney Whitmore reveals the Cosmic Staff and also, upon finding that her stepfather Pat Dugan used to be the companion to Starman, happens the suggestions for an entire new generation of superheroes. Cast Brec Bassinger as Courtney Whitmore / Stargirl: A senior high school student from Los Angeles that finds an effective device, the Cosmic Staff, and also happens the teen superheroine Stargirl. As Stargirl, she furthermore happens the leader of the second manifestation of the Justice Society of America (JSA).[2] In prep work for the obligation, Bassinger did rule out the individuality's previous depictions by Britt Irvin on Smallville along with Sarah Grey on Legends of Tomorrow given that they were represented as "older, older variant[s]" of Stargirl. Bassinger consisted of that the collection follows the comic Stars along with S.T.R.I.P.E. added "in that she's young, high school, naive, which I wanted to bring that into this version of Stargirl." Maizie Smith represents a 5-year-old Courtney.Yvette Monreal as Yolanda Montez / Wildcat II: A once-prominent youngster at Blue Valley High up till a rumor made her an abandoned and also a shame to her Catholic moms and dads. A competent fighter, she turns into one of Courtney's close friends and also a participant of the brand-new JSA as the brand-new Wildcat.Anjelika Washington as Beth Chapel / Doctor Mid-Nite II: A social deny and also nerd who becomes one of Courtney's friends and also a member of the new JSA as the new Doctor Mid-Nite.Cameron Gellman as Rick Tyler / Hourman II: A high school delinquent and the son of the original Hourman, Rex Tyler. His moms and dads died in a staged car accident when he was seven. He turns into one of Courtney's pals and a member of the brand-new JSA as the new Hourman. Boston Pierce portrays a 7-year-old Rick.Trae Romano as Mike Dugan: Pat Dugan's son as well as Courtney's stepbrother.Jake Austin Walker as Henry King Jr.: A student at Blue Valley High as well as its star football player.Meg DeLacy as Cindy Burman: The daughter of Dragon King, the girlfriend of Henry King Jr., and the most popular student at Blue Valley High. While she is the school's cheerleading captain, she is determined to follow in her father's footsteps.Neil Jackson as Jordan Mahkent / Icicle: The leader of the Injustice Society of America (ISA), an "astute" businessman with the power of cryokinesis, and founder of The American Dream, a firm responsible for the revitalization of Blue Valley. Jackson initially thought "Icicle" was "a silly name" and made the character sound "like a My Little Pony", but Johns' pitch helped make the character credible for Jackson.Christopher James Baker as Henry King Sr. / Brainwave: A member of the ISA with psionic abilities, the father of Henry King Jr., and a successful neurosurgeon at Blue Valley Medical Center. Baker stated that Henry King Sr. was the "mask" of Brainwave, as opposed to the other way around, believing Brainwave "is the true being." After figuring out Courtney is the new Stargirl, he winds up in a coma after their second battle so this information doesn't spread to the rest of the Injustice Society.Amy Smart as Barbara Whitmore: Courtney's mother and Pat Dugan's wife that strives to balance her work and also home life. Barbara takes a job at The American Dream, where she attracts the attention of Jordan Market.Luke Wilson as Pat Dugan / S.T.R.I.P.E.: Courtney's stepfather, the former sidekick to Starman, and a mechanic who pilots a 15-foot robot of his own creation made from spare car parts. Pat serves as a reluctant mentor and father figure to Courtney and her JSA teammates. Despite his superheroics, Pat wants to provide a normal life for his family.Hunter Sansone as Cameron Market: A student at Blue Valley High, aspiring artist, and the son of Jordan Mahkent who takes a liking to Courtney. It's revealed in "The Justice Society" that he's inherited his father's powers when he blows out a candle with visibly cold breath. Roger Dale Floyd portrays a younger Cameron. Development On July 19, 2018, it was announced that DC Universe had given a series order to Stargirl, consisting of thirteen episodes. The pilot is set to be written by Geoff Johns who will executive produce alongside Greg Berlanti, Sarah Schechter, and Melissa Carter (who is co-showrunner with Johns). Production companies involved with the series are Mad Ghost Productions, Berlanti Productions, and Warner Bros. Television. The series was said to be a "reimagining" of Stargirl. Fleabag | Film 2020 duration 2(Opens in a new browser tab) Writing Johns described Stargirl as having a similar tone to 1980s films such as E.T. the Extra-Terrestrial and Back to the Future. The start of the series sees the deaths of the original members of the Justice Society of America (JSA). With the younger generation taking up their mantle, Johns said their "paths aren't complete. They don't know where they're going to be or what they're going to be. And so, there are all sorts of mistakes they can make and choices they can make, and who knows what their ultimate destiny will be?… It makes for a lot of fun and a lot of unpredictability." The members of the Injustice Society mirror those on the JSA team, with Johns teasing that just about everyone who has been a participant of the Injustice Society in the comics would appear in the series. Speaking to classic JSA members such as Alan Scott and Jay Garrick, Johns called them the "elderly statesmen" and that they "are spoken of and they exist in the JSA" with "their legacies… felt throughout the show". There were also "plans in the future for things". For the first season, star Brec Bassinger felt the original Doctor Mid-Nite, Charles McNider would have "a significant role to play", while Johns added the season would establish the Seven Soldiers of Victory as the first superhero team before the JSA and explore the history of the Cosmic Staff. Filming Filming had begun by March 14, 2019, with Glen Winter directing the pilot. Christopher Manley and Scott Peck were directors of photography on the series. Filming occurs throughout the Atlanta metropolitan area, including Marietta, Virginia–Highland, Duluth, Lithia Springs, Dallas, Marietta Square, West End, Westlake High School, the Atlanta Center for Medical Research, Campbell Middle School, Paulding County, Smyrna, Arbor Place Mall, Vinings, Mableton, and Douglas County High School. Walter Garcia serves as the series' stunt coordinator and second-unit director. He was hired to help Stargirl's staff "have a personality and be alive when she fights with it". Release Stargirl premiered on DC Universe on May 18, 2020, and will consist of 13 episodes. The series was originally intended to premiere on May 11, 2020. The series is released in 4K Ultra HD on DC Universe. In November 2019, it was announced that The CW would broadcast each episode the day after it premieres on the streaming service, with each episode available to stream on The CW's online platforms after its broadcast. Stargirl started airing on The CW on May 19, 2020, at 8 pm. Some episodes have the content removed when they air on The CW to allow for the network's commercials, notably approximately eight minutes in each of the first two episodes. DC Universe streams the full episodes, and Johns said starting with the third episode, both releases are "almost identical". The series release plans shifted and it stayed in post-production longer to accommodate the broadcast on The CW in order to accomplish the adjustments that had to be made. Scenes removed in the first episode from the CW broadcast included: establishing shots of Barbara Whitmore's brand-new job, and also Pat’s auto shop; an interaction between Courtney as well as Cindy Burman in the halls of Blue Valley High School that Alex Zalben of Decider said was "clear set-up for later" but helped strengthen Courtney's emotional arc; and also Mark Ashworth's scenes as "a mysterious, extremely creepy bearded janitor", which Zalben said was more of "a fun Easter egg that will pay dividends down the road"; as well as Courtney finding a newspaper article about Starman and also Stripes.