#boblexie

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AU headcanons: I ordered a fancy custom cake with something really weird on it and you're the baker AU for the rarepair of your choice?

woke up this morning to this little headcanon list in the notes app on my phone and i only vaguely remember writing it lmao. i took out the typos but other than that, here's 1am-me's thoughts on this au:

alex and willie run a bakery together and they do a ton of custom cake designs. reggie is their taste tester and he also designed a handy little form for on their website that customers can fill out with custom cake info

bobby lives relatively nearby with luke, his infuriating best friend who is obsessed with alex and willie’s cakes. whenever bobby has a message he really wants to get across, he’ll have them put it on a cake. also, he likes the cakes too

sometimes the messages are serious (if you don't stop leaving dirty socks on the floor i'm kicking you out) and sometimes they're just as much of the bee movie script as can fit in the box on the form

alex and willie haven’t met bobby beyond when he’s picking up the cakes and because it’s usually so crowded in the bakery, they haven’t had the opportunity to ask about any of them. they’re both fascinated by bobby’s random messages, a little scared of the aggressiveness in some, and also find the whole cake messages as a way of communication to be kind of very adorable

they also just find bobby cute

they put notes on the cake box to thank bobby for his orders and stuff. bobby replies to them in his reviews of their bakery. there's an entire thread of theories about the good place scattered between cakes, cake boxes, and the reviews

one day, bobby orders a cake that requests them to put the lyrics to rick astley’s never gonna give you up on it. it’ll be a cake-shaped rickroll

but he forgot to fill in what flavour the cake should be, which gives willie and alex the opportunity to call him (the phone number is included on the form but they’ve never had a proper reason to call and they’re Professionals who wouldn’t abuse such knowledge), and of course, before they say anything, willie plays the song over speaker to rickroll bobby

the cake will be chocolate chip. alex and willie will deliver it right before they pick up bobby for their first date

send me an au and i’ll give you 5+ headcanons about it!

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Sometimes I just get happy thinking about all the possible poly jatp ships and I think you should too ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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for the first sentence thing :)) "And what exactly did you think was going to happen, when you decided to do this?"

Hiya lottie, thankies for the ask! (Send me any sentences and I’ll write a short fic from it :)) have some boblexie

“And what exactly did you think was going to happen, when you decided to do this?”

Alex is struck suddenly with the realisation that Luke has finally taken his place, stood in front of the kitchen table with his hands firmly on his hips, not at all regulating his volume despite the fact that Alex knows Luke exactly how painful every damn word is. He shrugs helplessly, groaning at the wave of nausea that rolls through him. “I don’t know,” he complains, keeping his eyes trained on the box of Bobby’s cereal on the counter. “It seemed like a good idea at the time!”

“So let me get this straight,” Luke says slowly, letting go of his hip to pull Reggie against him when his boyfriend appears in the kitchen doorway. “You thought that getting incredibly drunk was the best way to deal with introducing your boyfriend and the guy you’ve been in love with since sixth grade?”

Alex doesn’t bother to deign that with a response. Honestly, he’d thought introducing Bobby and Willie was the worst idea ever, but Luke and Julie and Reggie had insisted that he’d only hurt both of them by putting it off, seeing as they’d been introduced before Alex had even gathered the courage to ask Willie out.

So he’d… prepared.

And maybe those preparations shouldn’t have involved daring Bobby to see which of them could get through the most shots before they tapped out, but in Alex’s defence, it had certainly helped relax him.

“I’m not in love with Bobby,” he said instead. “We’ve been over this.”

“Oh don’t even try that.” Julie wormed her way between Luke and Reggie, tilting her head up until the both obligingly kissed her cheek. “And your guest is doing just fine by the way, Bee’s holding their hair back while they throw up.”

Alex groaned again, letting himself pitch forward until his forehead made contact with the table. “Do you think they’ll hate me forever?”

“For what?” Reggie asked, tone far too innocently. Alex opened his mouth to reply, but before he could, Reggie continued. “I mean, you only rambled for half an hour about being in love with both of them but not being sure why to do about it. I’m sure they’ll be totally fine with you dropping them on that after you drank half our vodka and convinced Bobby to have near the same in whiskey.”

“They won’t hate you,” Julie promised, flicking Reggie’s cheek. “I don’t know if you remember, seeing how gone you were, but you all fell asleep curled up together.”

“We have photos!” Luke chimed in, apparently done with telling Alex off. “They’re very cute.”

“We’re thinking sunset curve merch,” Reggie agreed. “To prove we’re for the gay agenda and all that.”

“Two poly relationships, that’ll make us popular,” Alex said faintly, relishing in the cold radiating from where his forehead was pressed against the table. “Super gay.”

Bobby appeared in the doorway, making room for Willie to squeeze in next to him. “You done panicking now?” He asked, voice rough probably from both sleep and the insane amounts of neat whiskey he’d drank the night before.

Alex sat up slowly, wincing when his stomach protested. “No.”

Luke glared at him.

He sighed and stood up, something warm flaring in his chest at the sight of Willie and Bobby curled against each other in the doorway. If he were any more sober, or maybe any more drunk, he’d probably start waxing poetic about his oldest and newest loves, but instead he just shuffled towards them, like some sort of zombie.

“Yeah.”

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boblexie angst please - (writing that felt weird cause i don’t call it that lmaoo 😭)

Hi hi hi sydly ty for the ask :))

Boblexie angst is basically just a fun little jaunt down down anxiety lane, where Willie asks Alex if he’d be interested in dating Bobby as well and Alex kinda takes it the wrong way ajd gets insecure, but it all ends happily ever after bc I don’t do sad endings, and it’s lots of fluff and reassurance after a little bit of the sads yk

(Here’s a list of 35 of my wips - send me one or more names and ask me anything :))

- meg xx