[bymessy]

[horrifying]

[ask-model-allen]

[ friend asked me to draw allen in this pose so i don’t have the original link to the photo but i thought this was tumblr worthy]

[praying]

[wallpapers-okay]

Boston Red Sox + logo /requested by anonymous/

[utwo]

Bugatti / tools

© classicdriver / remi dargegen      

[fairylightsphil]

[redsox]

Win Dance Repeat on back to Boston. 

[basebalbrat-blog]

“It must be hard with your sense of direction, never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line.”

“huh?” Allen questions, staring the other girl down with an expression that could be best explained as a mix between insulted and confused. He didn’t hit on her, did he? She looked like she would be the kind of girl Allen would hit on and if it wasn’t for her comment he probably would have but… he simply couldn’t remember.

“My pick-up lines are fuckin’ wicked, what are you on about girly? If they sucked so much, how d’you explain them working all the time?”

[basebalbrat-blog]

“HUH?” the third time, Allen had absolutely no clue what the girls problem was and now he was pretty sure he had never met her before either- or flirted with her or whatever else and dumped her after. He simply had no clue what got her so riled up. “How ‘bout you calm down a little and explain me why you’re yelling at me- you’re giving me a fuckin’ headache” he growled a little bit. “No you don’t look like you want me to flirt with you and honestly I’m feeling less tempted now as well”

“Did I piss in your cereal this morning? I mean from your attitude, I’m assuming someone did. Or maybe you just got the wrong person lady. There is another redhead in his school, this one Scot that tends to piss people off too. I’m not him y’know. look” he pointed at his bottom lip and his ears “piercings”.

[basebalbrat-blog]

❛ i have to be funny because being hot is not an option ❜

It took Allen a good 5 seconds to understand what the other was saying, exactly. Was he calling Allen funny, but ugly? Nah, that was definitely not it. So perhaps, the other was being a little too harsh on his own self. The American crossed his arms, looking the other up and down to make a decision of his own.

“My man, ye gotta be a little less hard on ye’self. Yeh you have weird ass white hair an’ all that but ye should rock it y’know. I bet girls dig that kind of shit.” He stepped forward to inspect the other a little closer and noticed he was not looking bad at all, probably good enough to roll with Allen and get some action.

“dude, you’re puny. Maybe stand up straight y’know chest out and flex a little– wait you’re funny right? Tell me a joke then, let’s see. Being funny is always a good thing yea’ ”

[basebalbrat-blog]

Oh fuck. Allen definitely felt like he just fucked up and made the guy feel even worse about himself. Why did he get saddled up with this? He didn’t expect to run into Debbie downer here when he woke up this morning, he would’ve just stayed in bed. “No man, not weird as in bad weird weird like in unique. People are digging that for sure-- you know many people try to get ya hair color right? Dye it and whatever not” he gave a little laugh, hoping the other would feel better.

The joke however made it very obvious the the guy still wasn’t feeling any better and now Allen started to lose his good vibe as well. “Ah man, come on don’t make jokes like that that fucking sucks. Alright alright, lemme tell you a joke then yea?” He cleared his throat, a big goofy smile on his face. “ What are the only two seasons in Boston?” He gave it a little pause “Winter and construction haha!!” he broke down laughing at his own joke, hoping the other would laugh as well.

[dancing-with-passion-blog1]

Hey, dollface, if I flip a coin, what are the chances of me getting head?

@basebalbrat

[looks up from her phone] [looks him up and down] [the corners of her mouth turn up a bit] That’s not my name, and probably 50/50, as long as you return the favor.

[basebalbrat-blog]

“ ‘right, then nice to met you Sara-gee-nah” he said her name slowly and precisely the way she did it to make sure he didn’t make any mistake. Last thing he wanted was to mess thing entire thing up, she was beautiful and messing this up that would be a massive fuck up in Allen’s book. “Oh I can say your name as much as you’d like, Saraghina. I like hearing my name too, in a specific tone of voice y’know” he smirked, looking the other down again.

He wondered if he could actually get her to come with him so he could actually show off his car to her- his pride and hard work. He didn’t want to push it though. “What I can do with my car, on my car.. in my car” he gave her a smooth little wink, hoping she got the dirt little innuendo there. “A dancer? See I told you I could fuckin’ guess it!” He laughed, fist pumping the air before going back into the position he was previously sitting in. “I can tell just by looking at you. Y’know you have that dancer body, tight an’ all. I play baseball actually. Look at these guns, I mean..” he lifted one of his arms, flexing his muscle. He was actually quite proud of how his body changed due to the amount of training he did. 

[basebalbrat-blog]

“It must be hard with your sense of direction, never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line.”

“huh?” Allen questions, staring the other girl down with an expression that could be best explained as a mix between insulted and confused. He didn’t hit on her, did he? She looked like she would be the kind of girl Allen would hit on and if it wasn’t for her comment he probably would have but… he simply couldn’t remember.

“My pick-up lines are fuckin’ wicked, what are you on about girly? If they sucked so much, how d’you explain them working all the time?”

[basebalbrat-blog]

“huhh?” He said again, even more confused as to what he had done to upset this girl. She was all scoffing and crossed arms and Allen, for the first time ever, had no clue what it was he did. “I don’t get what you’re on about girly, respectful? what?” He crossed his arms as well, standing right in front of her and leaning down a little so he could look straight at her. “Someone got you upset or somethin’?”

“Yo, what’s that supposed to mean. I’m a busy person, I have things to do places to be. Is this about me flirtin’? Sorry I haven’t noticed you, but if ye want me to flirt wi’cha I can walk over and try again?”

[dancing-with-passion-blog1]

Hey, dollface, if I flip a coin, what are the chances of me getting head?

@basebalbrat

[looks up from her phone] [looks him up and down] [the corners of her mouth turn up a bit] That’s not my name, and probably 50/50, as long as you return the favor.

[basebalbrat-blog]

Allen couldn’t really believe that this girl wasn’t annoyed by him at all and instead seemed to want to have a conversation with the American- so Allen decided to take a seat next to her. He wasn’t going to pass an invitation like this down form a pretty lady like-- wait what was her name? “Sara..ghina? Like in.. va...gina? ....” he gave himself a good moment to think that comment over, probably not the best thing to say “...Saraghina. That’s a wicked name girly, definitely the first I ever heard that name-- but then again I’m from Boston y’know, no Saraghina’s there just plain old Sarah’s” he laughed a little. Perhaps that wasn’t the best joke and he was starting to feel a little self-conscious.

“Yea, I’m a student here, unless you don’t like that then I’m just one of ye bad boys who just likes to hang ‘round and mess shit up” he laughed, leaning back and resting his weight on his hands “I’m in engineering, you should see the shit I can do to a car.. and you? Lemme guess, you’re either a model or an actress? Dancer? c’mon I gotta be right, yea?”

[perrfectly]

[basebalbrat-blog]

[she falls out of a tree right in front of him] Kyaaaaa! Owie, that hurt...

Allen was having a nice walk, just minding his own business when this girl suddenly falls from a tree right in front of him, scaring the living hell out of the American. “AAAHHHRRG WHAT THE FUUUCK” He yelled, jumping back away from the girl.

He took a second to gather himself as he watched the tiny girl slowly trying to get up, winching in pain. “holy fucking shit” he mumbled to himself “girls are trying to jump me now?… Hey! Dollface! You ok?” He slowly walked up to the other, offering a hand to her. He would have gone full on seduction mode in any other situation but this girl just.. fell from a tree. He would be a massive douchebag if he just ignored the fact this girl might’ve hurt herself.

“You know if you wanted my attention you could’ve just walked up to me, no need to literally fall righ’ in front of me. Hey you hurt or somethin’?”

[basebalbrat-blog]

“Girly, you’re super tiny you could’ve broken ye back or somethin’. Ye climbing trees for view, how about you climb a building trust me ye can find sick views from there as well” Allen turned around to find the nearest building he knows you can climb onto the roof and look at the amazing view. After turning and looking for a bit he finally fund the building he meant. he lifted his baseball bat from his shoulder and pointed at a tall school building not too far from the sports field. “That tall one over ther’. Ye can see the entire school ground. Pretty wicked if ye ask me. I sometimes get up there to shoot balls onto the sports field”

“Don’ go climbing weak ass trees tho, ye face is way too cute to fuck it up y’know” he gave her a little wink and lowered his bat to his side again. Hitting balls off the top of a building actually started to sound quite nice right now, perhaps he could just go up there himself. “Ye want me to show ye the building? Could do with some fresh air and some view as well I suppose” 

[basebalbrat-blog]

❛ i have to be funny because being hot is not an option ❜

It took Allen a good 5 seconds to understand what the other was saying, exactly. Was he calling Allen funny, but ugly? Nah, that was definitely not it. So perhaps, the other was being a little too harsh on his own self. The American crossed his arms, looking the other up and down to make a decision of his own.

“My man, ye gotta be a little less hard on ye’self. Yeh you have weird ass white hair an’ all that but ye should rock it y’know. I bet girls dig that kind of shit.” He stepped forward to inspect the other a little closer and noticed he was not looking bad at all, probably good enough to roll with Allen and get some action.

“dude, you’re puny. Maybe stand up straight y’know chest out and flex a little– wait you’re funny right? Tell me a joke then, let’s see. Being funny is always a good thing yea’ ”

[basebalbrat-blog]

“It must be hard with your sense of direction, never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line.”

“huh?” Allen questions, staring the other girl down with an expression that could be best explained as a mix between insulted and confused. He didn’t hit on her, did he? She looked like she would be the kind of girl Allen would hit on and if it wasn’t for her comment he probably would have but… he simply couldn’t remember.

“My pick-up lines are fuckin’ wicked, what are you on about girly? If they sucked so much, how d’you explain them working all the time?”