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–– joeyfml !

joey smiled, feeling a bit more relaxed. “well, you’re in luck. because all of my friends are that kid. i wouldn’t say i’m that kid, because i’m too… awkward to even be that kid. i’m not even edgy. i’m just a… well, my friends always describe me as a puppy, but i’m pretty sure i should be offended by that.”

         –– “ HEY, BEING EDGY isn’t always great, you know ? ” he teased, a smile on his lips, “ honestly, there are friends from high school that i see getting dumb coffin tattoos with lyrics from old, old bands around them. which is the bad kind of edgy. ” he tried his best to explain, knowing it could come off terrible, but hey, he’d never even heard of a filter. “ woah, woah, woah ! no way, being called a puppy is such a good compliment ! means you’re cute... which you are, by the way. ” 

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–– rxcklless !

for @loserstcble !

the smell of mocha was one of nellie’s favourite things, along with their peach iced tea, which she held in her free hand. the other held lilah securely on her hip, the three year old holding her own drink as they moved away from the counter to find a seat. spotting an all too familiar face, her eyes lit up, unable to ignore him. a slightly mischievous smile took over as she realised that he was preoccupied with something, taking the opportunity to slide into the seat opposite without him noticing, lilah now sitting on her lap. “ hey stranger ! ”

       –– HAVING A TABLET and pen out while there was a green tea latte inches away from him was never smart. but he knew he was behind on landscaping ideas for a game that he needed to get out as fast as possible. his finger just hover above the tablet as he looked up at the screen, recreating the motions of his hands. taking a break here and there to take a sip from his latte. he could see someone walking over to him, maybe to go behind him before remembering her had the corner table and he paused, putting the pen down as he looked up, the person now getting his attention by speaking and taking the seat before him. “ hey, other stranger ? ” he responded. oliver was never great with faces.

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–– joeyfml !

joey smiled slightly at the boy’s gesture, taking his hand to shake. “and i’m joey. i promise to try to not make things awkward, but i know i will because… i’m better at patching up injuries than interacting with other human beings.” he laughed softly, “glad we got that all out there, before we let that conversation tank further.”

       –– A LARGE SIGH came from oliver as he relaxed, finally able to as he realized the conversation was about as fixed as it was going to be for the rest of the night. “ don’t worry, honestly, all i do is make things awkward. like that edgy kid who wears a shirt that say something about their first language being sarcasm. ” he nodded, “ i’m that kid. ”

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–– joeyfml !

“usually, i’m too shy and scared of rejection to flirt with anyone so consider yourself lucky. or maybe unlucky? however you want to take that.” joey smiled slightly, “honestly, i didn’t plan on meeting a non-axe murderer either. i was just going to the bakery. and walking towards my l stop. but like… i dunno. is it weird the street feels safer than the l train? because i think that’s probably bad.”

       –– OLIVER KNEW THIS was already going to go up in flames if he let the conversation continue. so of course, he took a page out of a video game and decided to reintroduce himself. a reference to the game Dream Daddy, of course. He holds up a finger and backs up a bit before stepping back up the boy. “ hey, my name’s oliver ! i promise not to think you’re an axe murderer and if i flirt with you, don’t take it seriously because i don’t even know when i’m joking or being serious. ” a large smile on his face as he stuck out his hand for the other to shake.

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–– joeyfml !

joey laughed softly, “who knew silly flirting could ruin a conversation faster than axe murderer jokes?” he winced slightly, speaking quickly to cover up what he had just said, “i meant, like, not in a bad way… just in a… i don’t know. i usually don’t meet people in the dark in the city.”

        –– ANOTHER POTENTIAL FRIENDSHIP out the window, all because oliver couldn’t keep his mouth shut. honestly, what was new ? “ that was my fault, i’m sorry. i just never reall know how to reply when someone flirts back with me. you know ? ” he explained the best the could, shrugging softly. “ no, it’s okay. i mean, i’m only around here because i’ve hit a block. didn’t exactly plant to meet an axe murderer. or flirt with him. ”

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–– joeyfml !

joey laughed softly, feeling himself relax slightly. he wrinkled his nose again, nodding, “you’re the first person i’ve ever met other than, like, other paramedics and emts that knows what the letters stand for.” he laughed softly, shrugging, “mm, occasionally. i usually save that for after my shift.”

       –– WHILE THE OTHER seemed to relax a bit, oliver could feel himself tensing quite a bit. he knew the dumb flirting jokes shouldn’t be made, but of course, his mouth always worked faster than his brain. when would his bad traits ever come to an end ? “ isn’t your shift, like, over ? didn’t you say you just got off work or something ? ” he paused, maybe for a beat too long, “ i –– uh, any– anyways. ”

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–– joeyfml !

joey shook his head quickly, his cheeks flushing a deep shade of red, “jesus, i swear i’m not. leave it to me to make myself look like a freak in the dark in the city. kill me.” he laughed softly, “nah, no worries. i’m just your friendly neighborhood emt. so i usually try to save people, not hide bodies. generally. so i think you’re safe.”

       –– OLIVER FELT HIS nose scrunch up, a giggle leaving his lips. “ i’m just yankin’ your chain ! ” he offered a large, tooth grin in an effort to make the guy know that this was all a dumb bit. as if it wasn’t known already. “ do people still say that ? ” he  mumbled, inhaling deeply before looking back at the other. “ oh, an emt ? emergency medical technician. so, like, ” he paused, a playful ( and not serious at all ) wink was flashed a the boy. “ you know mouth-to-mouth ? ”

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–– joeyfml !

joey wrinkled his nose, chuckling softly. he shrugged at the boy, “honestly, do i look like the type of person who would be an axe murderer?” after the words came out of his mouth, he realized he was making himself sound more like an axe murderer by the minute. “okay, all jokes aside, i’m not weird i swear. i just got off work… but you probably think i really am an axe murder now.”

     –– THE STICK OF gum in mouth, moved from one side to the other he quirked a brow at the boy’s words. at least he had noticed he was making himself sound more and more suspicious. but oliver listed regardless and grinned, nodding his head. “ depends, does your job involve wielding an axe at unsuspecting victims ? my dad’s a cop, you know ? ” a lie, making him chuckle giving it away that it was joke. “ hey, man. i won’t tell anyone that you’re a murderer as long as you promise me that you won’t make me help you hide a body in the next week. ”

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–– joeyfml !

as a general rule, joey loved walking through the city before taking the l home - it helped him clear his head. after the shift he had, he thought it was more important than usual. he didn’t like dragging the day home with him. when he was home, he didn’t want to think about work. he loved his job, but he would lose his mind if he didn’t separate work from home. he stopped for a second to look down at his phone, looking up to notice someone near by staring at his grey shirt. he glanced down to notice a bit of blood on the shirt, wrinkling his nose, “oh, shit… i promise i’m not an axe murderer. really.”

      –– THE DAYS THAT were the most stressful were the days when oliver found himself alone with his thoughts. it wasn’t something that would happen often, but when it did it was times where he would zone off or stare into space, his thoughts just becoming deafening. it was something he tried to stay away from, but it was today that they were built up too much that his mind just began yelling at him before he was snapped out of them by someone speaking toward him. “ o-oh, i didn’t think you were ! ” back to his joke making self. “ i was just... ” quick, think of an excuse, “ debating whether that was your blood or you victim’s. because only an axe murderer would say he’s not one. ” eyes narrowed as if he were in an episode of Law & Order: SVU.

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                OLIVER WILLIAM LEBEAU & SOCIAL MEDIA. 

      –– WORKING AT A major video game company has far too many perks. to the point where oliver tends to get a bit overwhelmed with everything he seems to get for free. not only does he get merchandise for free, but when he goes out to lunch with a few friends from work, one of them says something and he doesn’t have to pay for his lunch. it was such a strange thing to see from his point of view, but was he angry ? not one bit.      –– WITH SUCH A large following, those being video games lovers who want to see when part two of their favorite game is coming out or even how it’s coming along, oliver’s gained a sense of ‘ celebrity status, ’ on the internet. his presence becoming that of a D list celebrity. which was honestly, a dream of his. not how low he is on the list, but for people to be a fan of his. he was far too awkward to be a vlogger or a sketch comedian. but for people to having his notifications on, waiting to see when he was going to stream or post some concept art. that was what he lived for.     –– ON THE SURFACE you’d look at his social media and see 34.6K followers, pictures of him playing games at work and just an average looking dork who is living his best life. he’s a happy, satisfied with where he is. though cliché, it was quite the opposite. handfuls of praise and yet he felt like he could’ve done something better. become a writer like his sister, find the love of his life and plan out his life with them. do something more than plan out video games and play them. it almost like he’d been the catalyst for the thing he hated the most.  F A L I U R E.  even with the praise, the fans, the experience of a well-known online presence. 

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“those dimples are illegal”

dimple - bts

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which high school musical song do u emotionally connect with the most

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      –– “ OH, MAN. THAT’S a deep one, huh ? ” he chuckled softly, going back in her mind about all of the ICONIC songs that engulfed those movies. one by one. you would expect him to say ‘ gotta go my own way ’ or ‘ bet on it, ’ but he took this question seriously. “ uh, i’d say the extremely underrated song from the second move, ” he paused, lowering his voice to a whisper, “ highkey, the best one, ” another pause to continue his previous sentence. “ EVERYDAY. you know, the one where troy has to sing alone, but then gabriella shows up out of nowhere. it’s REALLY good. and it actually make me cry, alright ? where the fuck is my gabriella to sing like that with me; T H A N K S. ”

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–– thcodcre !

— △ ❛ ﹠﹠. [ a closed STARTER for @loserstcble ]

       if you were to ask theo a couple hours ago what his AGENDA was for the night, he probably would’ve said just to have a fun time with some friends over a beer or two. well – fast forward some time later and theo is five sour apple martinis in and starting to feel properly tipsy. now, while amiable by nature, theo’s socializing skills are EXCEPTIONALLY heightened when his inhibitions are L O W E R E D and his alcohol intake is increased. his orientation skills weren’t the best though – stumbling with his steps and swaying as he walked but it’s whatever !! he’s having proper BLAST, unsure if he’s craving another martini or whatever sweets they have on the table but also partially bummed at the fact that he couldn’t truly complete his dare since jamie wasn’t in attendance at the party. but theo bounced back quickly once he caught sight of a familiar set of dark locks and a hawaiian dad shirt, before eventually weaving his way through the crowd. ollie was proper attractive and he had met him at mocha – and as his best friend theo felt it was his duty to let ollie know his facial features were appreciated.

       “ollie !!” theo exclaimed, a martini-induced giggle passing through his lips as he grinned broadly up at his best friend. it took him a moment to securely stand on his tip toes to throw an unsteady arm around ollie’s shoulders and smacking a kiss on his cheek before stumbling back down to his own height. “olly olly oxen free !! oliver and company !! olly von bismarck !! my dude – my RICHIE – i’ve MISSED you – i couldn’t find you but in my search i found the bar.” theo rambled, gesticulating wildly to the general area where the bar was. “i was dared to find the most attractive person i met at mocha and i thought HEY, who else than my aces, ten all across the boards best pal ?? – incomplete sentence there .. woah, but yeah !! you’re my best friend and have i told you that i love you and appreciate you ?? because i do and you’re my favorite person since elle woods is only fictional but it still counts !!”

       –– THIS PARTY WAS definitely not his scene. he didn’t like parties, he didn’t like drinking, he didn’t like being surrounded by sweaty, drunk people who were wearing SEXY cookie monster costumes. it just wasn’t something he liked doing or liked being a part of. the only reason he really went it because he had a MATCHING COSTUME and without the other half, no one would get what he ( he meaning theo ) was dressed up as. all he’d been doing here was making some embarrassingly awkward conversation and he wanted to leave as soon as possible. so, of course, he found himself in the corner talking to a few others who had the same outlook as him on the party. conversation was easy when he just had to talk about his social anxiety, video games and what he was drinking. which, by the way, was just water. 

      –– OLIVER NEVER REALLY got drunk, actually. he would drink a few beers here and there, maybe a shot if he wasn’t driving. but, the most he would get it a just slightly BUZZED. he didn’t like the consequences that came with drinking. the liquid courage, the slurring words, the stupid mistakes. there had been times when he was younger, drinking, where he had done things he REALLY WISH he hadn’t. so, he decided to never be in such a state. 

     –– A NICKNAME WAS heard from over the music, his attention immediately trying to find the source of the call. being the T A L L E S T at this party aided him as he scanned, finding the small boy calling for him and making his way through the masses of people in his way. not a moment later did he feel the boys alcohol soaked lips pressed against the dips in his cheeks; soon to be flushed with the crimson shade of a BLUSH. the taller of the pair listened as he spoke, nodding along like you would as a child spoke. there was a bit too much information to take in, but he tried to process it all as it came at him. “ i-i’ll be right back, my best friend a little intoxicated, ” understatement of the year. leaving the ground he’d made behind, he took the boy’s hand, taking him outside, too cool the both of them down. “ woah there, TEDDY BEAR. ” not that he meant for that to rhyme, but it worked, honestly. “ first of all, most attractive person you’ve met at mocha–– INCORRECT. i think you’ve got the WRONG best friend. second, how much have you had and third, are you alright ? ” most of this was all worry, as a best friend should, but the other half was jokes. “ REALLY, though, are you good ? ”

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–– heartfelt-zahir !

“well, i don’t want to sound so… opinionated about your hair?” he laughed.

      –– “ HEY, MAN, I won’t cry... ” he paused, knowing he cried over the stupidest things, “ maybe. we’ll see how i feel. ” it wasn’t a moment later the boy began to sing that hit song from thirty years ago, “ hit my with your best shot, why don’t you hit me with you best shot. ”