#this and i got a boy by snds what a bop

[srdcovka]

i wish girl groups could go back to doing this

#this and i got a boy by snds what a bop #i have enough of girl crush !! blackpink ruined it all #Spotify

[joetasker]

Talking to the blue

"Hey again, 'tis I, Daniel Howell." He lays back on the concrete of the rooftop of his apartment building. "School is over...in three days. It's amazing but also shitty since I won't be able to see the girl I like." Dan stares up at the midnight sky with many dazzling stars. "Have I told you about her? She has the brightest smile. No seriously, her smile is brighter than all of the stars. She's so lovely. I like her. But I dunno if she even knows that I exist. I mean, she has to right? I'm in her Chem class and her calculus class." He continues to rant. His phone dings, indicating that someone messaged him. "Moms calling, gotta go but I'll see you soon!" The smiling boy walks down the fire escape stairs and through the open window of his bedroom.

—

"Is it weird I talk to the stars, to the moon and to you? No, you are special. I wanted you to know. You are the second best thing of my day, first being the girl. Speaking of, I talked to her. I made a joke and she seemed to enjoy it. I'm going to try to talk to her some more. Well actually I don't think that we talked. She just laughed. And I just said a joke to the class. It was cheesy so I won't put you through it." He lies there and begins to close his eyes, that is until his phone rings. "Alright, I've got to go! See you tomorrow."

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"Gosh do I have a story to tell you." Dan says as he walks up the fire escape.

"I talked to her. I asked her if she wanted to get coffee 'or something' she said yes!" Dan quotes himself from that evening.

"She blushed too. And she knew my name. The things she wears make me feel things. Things I should not talk about out loud, so I will not put anyone's ears into shame." Dan chuckles. "I think she likes me. Or why else would she agree into going on a date with me? I have to go decide what I'll wear for tomorrow night. Probably a sweatshirt and black ripped jeans. And my white shoes. And I'm thinking too hard about this. By-bye now, sorry for the short talk." Dan yells into the night.

—

"Hi." Dan says nervously to the girl wearing a black denim skirt and a cream coloured tucked in knitted sweater.

"Hi." She fiddles with her fingers as she walks out of her parents expensive home. She sits next to him in the silent car. He turns the keys snd music plays.

"Any requests? I have an aux cord." He grabs the cord and wiggles it by her.

"I'll take it." She smirks as she grabs it, playing Japanese Denim by Daniel Caesar. She sings to it softly as does Dan.

A few more songs play until he arrives to the blue and pink diner. "Hope this is okay." Dan wipes his hands on his jeans nervously.

"Wow, it's very cute." She nods her head as she grabs her bag  that goes over one shoulder and ends at her waist. As they enter an old 'bop (as the kids say) plays. They order and talk.

"So, why did you, Daniel Howell, decide to ask me, Y/F/N, on a date?" She smiles at the extremely nervous boy.

"Um...just because." Dan shrugs.

"Oh, Um...Alright." She says a bit unsure of his answer. Her mood is immediately different than how she was before.

"So...why'd you agree?" Dan hadn't realised how much of a douche he sounded.

"Because I think you're cute. And I thought you'd be nice." She goes back to fiddling with her fingers and looking down.

"I think you're cute and nice. That's why I-I asked you out. And you're smart and laugh at my really cheesy jokes. And-you're great." He rambles causing the girls lips to form a wide smile.

"Oh, I thought you were just an absolute dick a few seconds ago. But I guess you're more than that." She whispers with a smirk. Never in Dan's life had He heard Y/F/N curse. They both smile at each other.

"I swear I'm not. I-I didn't mean to act like that. I'm just really nervous and I don't know how to talk to girls like you." He stutters.

"Girls Like me? What's that supposed to mean?" She asks clearly confused.

"I meant attractive girls, really really attractive." He regains himself.

"It's nice to know you find me 'really really attractive.' She quotes him causing him to blush. "I find you hot too." She winks playfully.

"Wow." He's practically putty in her hands. At this point she could say anything and Dan's cheeks would burn red. Their food finally arrives and they eat. She gives him glances at times causing him to blush.

—

"That was fun." She says as she gets in the car.

"It was. You made it fun." He smirks. She rolls her eyes jokingly.

"You really are cliché." She puts her hand on his thigh as she giggled causing Dan to laugh awkwardly not knowing what to do.

"Yup." He says. Nothing else. They stay in the parking lot in silence. Not weird silence, just calm silence. She takes of her seatbelt and turns to face him. He torna his head.

"Do you want to kiss?" She asks as she leans in. He nods his head desperately. Their lips meet and his nerves melt away. She somehow ended up on his lap, and backs up a bit causing the horn to go off. She quickly moves forward. "God. That was unexpected." She laughs with him.

"I guess we were just-so unaware." He laughs.

"You have a boner." She says out of nowhere.

"What?" He pushes her off of him and onto the seat next to him. "Oh god, this is so embarrassing. I didn't mean to. I swear I didn't mean to-" He stops as he hears

Y/N giggle.

"I can't believe I did that." She says as she laughs. "Am I that hot you really got a boner from me?" She tilts her head as she sits against the door.

"Um-I think it was just y-you moving on my-my uh-" He stutters.

"Your cock?" She raises her eyebrow. His eyes widen as she says those words. "Are you a really good driver?" She asks him with a smirk.

—

"Holy fucking shit!" He has one hand on the wheel, the other hand in his hair. "Oh my god, f-fuck." He rolls his eyes, but quickly opening them back up to see where he was going. "I-I can't do it anymore. I have to pull over." He pulls over off the freeway and onto some type of dirt road.

"Get in the back seat." He demands.

"Well this is new." She smirks as she crawls towards the back. Dan does the same and locks the car. His hands go up towards the girls underwear, almost ripping them off.

"Fuck you for being so fucking amazing." He pushes himself into her causing her to whine. She looks up at him as her mouth is open. Her eyebrows furrowed as he continues to fuck her. He leans down to kiss her lips.

"Dan?" She intertwined her fingers with his. He ignores her and continues her moans getting louder every second.

"Dan?" She repeats herself but his focus is on nothing but feeling pleasure. "Dan you don't have a condom!" She yells. He slowly stops and pulls out.

"Alright then, you're a good sucker." He says as she bends down to put her lips around his throbbing cock. As she does that, he rubs her slowly. "Y/N Im going to cum." He grunts. "Me too." They both cum together, the only sounds were both of them. Moans filled his car.

The drive to Y/N's house was quiet. Nothing said, no music, just the wind coming in from the open windows.

"Thanks for-the ride home." She gets out and grabs her things.

"Um-Yeah no problem." He says as he shakes his head.

"See You later!" She struggles to walk but once inside she lets out a sigh. She was happy.

Dan on the other side was scared. And nervous.

"Hey, sorry for ditching you. I think I'm in love with her but I'm too scared. I don't feel right. It feels weird but I love her. I dunno if she feels the same." He sits on the floor and closes his eyes facing the sky. "I miss you a lot. When we would actually talk. And you would listen to my problems and tell me everything would be alright. I hope you're doing good. Love you, Phil." He stands up and walks back down the fire escape.

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[ritingsandwramblings]

pen15: a ben platt x reader drabble

this is a crack fic thanks for 420 I’m writing this note at like 8 pm and then gonna write the fic at like midnight and turn off autocorrect bc I write some great shit when I’m sleep deprived maybe I’ll post the Tom And Jerry story sometime to show y'all what I write late at night lmao

yotoyo midnight jess here with autocorrect off lets write a motherfucking crack fic yeah boiiiIIIIIIIIIIIIII haha im listening to lifeboat on repeat and cryinng bc its my fav song rn and a mother fucking bOP also im making a non backspace rule so good lick reading this lnao

warnings implied smut and penis jokes lol and midnight jess swears a lot

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“cmon pen15, you got thsi bbg evan handsanitixer would be forud of you okay bg,” ben comforts you in a whisoer ad he calls you bu hid nickname for you, a reference to hie the teo of you met…

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‘wow,’ yout hought, 'now i sa ehis face n im a beliveer’

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“hey lil mani,” you dmed him whoel still giggling to your friejnd.

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bean splatoon.

he looksrd jisyvad beng y irl. you feel your boy moving theought the air and see your old converse waking over there to him. you smile.

“oen16?”

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you smile fondly at the memory einstantly felin rhless stress snd anxietg. you hug him “thank you lord and dacoor bean splatoon”

l"it was my pleasure, pen15, now lets get hien and ill give you my “pen15”“ he give you a wink. you teo have never ealked imbome faster.

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