#impromptu date

[daughterofthesunlands]

Now imagine if Nina would have asked Awan about what he planned to do on the weekend and he said nothing much, he's gonna go to the Blockbusters lend the latest superman movie, get some popcorn and watch it at home and she only says "that's cool".

But then later that Saturday, magically appears in Awan's car after he exits the grocery store. And she waves at him through the windshield just like she waved at Jim.

An impromptu date.

[masters-menagerie]

@turpentimeline

Gale had been looking for Burner for a hot minute to give him his gift. It was a good thing they had exchanged contacts, so she could at least ask him where he was at that moment. She didn't tell him why of course--it was meant to be a surprise after all!

But once she'd gotten to the location he had shared, Gale couldn't find anyone. Puzzled, she looked around a little more until she saw something move out of the corner of her eye. Assuming it was him, she came closer.

"Burner! There you-- oh."

The figure she was looking at almost looked human. She would have assumed he was, if not for the audials on either side of his head and the seams along the synth skin. Tall, buff, blonde--For a split second, Gale had no idea who this person was.

"Sorry, um--I'm looking for my fr..."

Trailing off, Gale tilted her head and got a better look at him. There was something about his face that was familiar. His nose, and his eyes...hold on.

"...Burner???"

[flyingjemsaucer]

New chapter of Blood Orange is posted!  

A little coffee, a little angst, some personal demons, and a highly intrigued Toshinori.   (Contains mild Oneirophobia/Somniphobia.)

Read it here!

[chezzkaa]

Impromptu

Pairing: Jon Risinger x Reader Day 19 of Fics Advent Calendar 2017. Read the others here

Summary: Meeting Jon at the train leads to the arrangement of an impromptu date. wc: 426

The train station is as choked as ever, people bustling through the smallest of spaces and darting between slow groups of tourists as their cameras flash. A steady hum of voices merges together as the trains rattle through, bright flashes of colour flooding the tunnels before screaming into the darkness.

He’s been stood at that damn map for the past ten minutes.

I’ve been watching from the coffee kiosk with a drink that I doubt has ever seen a bean, more out of needing somewhere to rest my eyes than genuine interest. I can see his fingers working his hair, worry set in his shoulders.

With a sigh I dispose of my drink, wandering to the schedule beside him with a tentative smile. There’s something achingly familiar about the man, something I recognise in the deep blues of his eyes and dark tangles of hair.

“You alright there?”

He jumps at the sound of my voice, returning my smile. “I have no idea what I’m doing.”

“Well,” I laugh, “can I help?”

He scratches the back of his head, fingers dispersing his rich curls. “I’m trying to get to the gallery.”

“The one in the city?”

He nods, smiling. “I’m visiting from the States, figured I couldn’t miss the artist they’re showcasing. But it looks like I’m not gonna make it in time for the opening.”

His face falls, eyes clouding as he looks back to the board.

“Not necessarily, I’m heading there as well. Train’s in a few minutes, then it’s just a tram or two. We head there together?”

“Thank you so much,” he cheers, ecstatic as he follows me to the platform, train rushing past in a surge of wind. “You can abandon me as soon as we’re there. I don’t want you to feel obligated to be my guide.”

“Don’t be silly,” I smile, waving away his words and stepping onto the train, “you seem nice, and like you’re not gonna murder me. I do have to go to the Theatre later on though.”

His eyes widen, settling into the seat beside me. “No kidding.”

“What?”

“Me too!”

“You’re serious?” I laugh, “looks like the universe is trying to set us up. I’m Y/N.”

“Jon.”

“That’s where I know you from!” I exclaim, shaking his hand a little eagerly, “I watch you online. Oh god, sorry. Is that weird? I swear, I’m the regular amount of weird.”

“No, no it’s fine! It’s not the reason you’re accepting a date with me, is it?”

“Date? Is that what this is?”

“Can it be?”

[typicalpeople]

[peach-zee]

what do I wear what do I wear what do I wear what do I wear what

[honeyed-ink]

In this theater: -people doing homework/studying for finals -the frattiest of frat boys, discussing alcohol and the food they've snuck in -an usher who kindly informed us that we were allowed to play with any lightsabers we may have brought until the previews start

[honeyed-ink]

Aw yeah Star Wars time!!! @on-the-bit