“If you get arrested, I don’t know you.”
“I was wondering where you wandered off to. We don’t have a whole lot of time, remember?”
“Don’t interrupt my existential crisis.”
“I should probably go home at this point.”
“In my experience, this isn’t how things are supposed to go.”
“The AI isn’t programmed to be loyal to anyone.”
“Of all my bad ideas, I think I’m proud of this one the most.”
prompt: road trip!
“Can someone open the window? It’s too warm in here.”
“All around me are familiar corn stalks, worn out corn stalks-”
“I hate driving towards the sun and I have to squint for an hour.”
“Get your feet back over to your side or so help me, I do it for you.”
Imagine Peter having a Crush on You but he doesn’t know what to do other than lots and lots of cheesy pick up lines. (Requested by anon)
(I’m tumblr trash shhhh)
“Hey. (Y/n).” There was a whizz and suddenly Peter was sitting - or rather lying- on the desk which you’d been doing your homework on.
“Hello.” You said with a slight laugh, “What are you doing, Peter?”
“No, but you could be.” He winked cheesily, sliding off your desk.
“What-” Oh, doing Peter.
He laughed, “Sorry, I’m not very good at this.”
“At doing yourself?” You teased.
He rolled his eyes, “You’re just as bad, Missy.”
“Oh, and you would know I suppose?” You leaned forward, on your elbow on your desk.
Peter glanced around and then with a whoosh, he was gone.
Walking down the hallway of the mansion the next morning you were suddenly stopped by Peter standing in front of you.
“Hello.” You said hesitantly.
“We have Chemistry right?” He suddenly blurted.
“As our next class?”
“Um yeah sure. See you when we have chemistry!” And he was gone, his hands leaving your shoulders as fast as they’d appeared there.
When you arrived in your next class with Peter he came to apologise to you.
“Hey (Y/n). Sorry about earlier. I’m feeling a bit off today.” He paused and then a grin spread over his features, “But you definitely turn me-” He broke off laughing. “I’m sorry I can’t do this.”
He vanished again, leaving you standing in the corridor again, as confused as ever.
It was when you were sitting out on the grass with some friends, doing your homework and just talking when Peter next appeared.
You saw him out of the corner of your eye. He seemed to be slowly making his way over to you and his friends but he kept stopping to pick something up. Or somethings.
As he got closer you realised they were limes. He saw you and waved, dropping all the limes.
“Oh my god.” You muttered, getting up and running over to him to help.
“I’m sorry.” He said, being very clumsy with the limes.
“It’s ok-”
Peter suddenly looked up at you, locking eyes. “Sorry. I’m bad at pick up limes.”
You stared at him, the smile spreading across your lips, before you grabbed him by the collar, pressing his lips to yours. You felt him smile before he kissed you back, dropping all the limes around you.
When you pulled away, unable to keep the grin off your face, Peter smirked at you. “So uh.. hey, will you go out with me then?”
“Yes you dork.”
And he kissed you again.
“Oh my god,” person A breathes, tapping their friend on the shoulder and pointing. “Who are they?”
“Hm? Oh, that’s Person B. They started working here earlier this week, I think.”
“I’m going to marry them,” Person A mumbles. “I’m going to marry them and cherish them and have an adorable honeymoon and have kids together and it’s going to be perfect.”
“Yeah, sure, good luck with that.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“See that pin they have? See it?”
“…. yeah?”
“That’s the ace flag. You ain’t getting in their pants any time soon, pal.”
“Who said anything about getting in their pants? I want to know them, and love them, and be cute with them. If sex is off the table for them, it’s off the table for me.”
Who would have known that spending two quiet nights in a room surrounded by the people I love the most would be the night my heart was broken?
scenarios:
lying on the couch on top of eachother, one combing their fingers through the other’s hair as they watch a movie
waking their partner up for work when they notice their alarm didn’t go off
alternatively: allowing their partner to sleep in because they were overworked anyway and need the rest.
one waking up before the other, so they make up their side of the bed and can’t help but tuck in their sleeping lover as they do so.
giving the other a spoonful of the meal they’re cooking to test it out, holding their hand under their chin so nothing falls.
one is sick, so the other heats up a blanket in the dryer to give it to them while they rest on the couch.
listening to music together while they both take the day to clean around the house (maybe even getting a little distracted to dance instead)
calmly reassuring the other it’s okay when they drop a glass, gently checking their hands for any injury.
wiping a bit of frosting (or smth else) off of their cheek while eating and taking it for themself
smiling across the table when their cheeks are full of food and look quite cute.
dialogue:
“can you turn the heat on? i’m getting cold…”
“you were talking about that table there being a little…bare, so i got you some flowers to put in it’s space.”
“stop singing into the broom and hurry so we can watch this movie!”
“you always fall asleep halfway into the episode.”
“move your blanket, i wanna lay down on your lap.”
“sweetheart, you look cute, but i’m gonna need the sweater.”
“i know we had it for dinner last night, but…” *sighs* “the things i do for you.”
“did you just put my hoodie in the wash?!” “yeah.” “love, my phone was in there!”
“come here, hold my hand.” “you’re washing the dishes.” “..i can do both…”
“i hope you don’t mind that i took that painting down, but i thought that picture of us looked a little better…”
“This is bringing back so many memories for me.”
“Not everyone can befriend a sentient celestial being.”
“I feel like I’m out of the loop here and I don’t like it.”
“Just one step at a time. That’s all you need, but if you don’t start now, when will you?”
“Nothing feels better than doing everything you needed to.”
“I wasn’t really worried about you. I knew you could do it.”
It’s up to one man to save the universe… But he just doesn’t fucking care.
“If we try all this again, and I lose you-”
“Hey, look at me. That isn’t going to happen, I promise. I’m not letting you go.”
“Oh, were you talking to me? Do you think you even have the right to?”
“What can I say? I’m good at what I do.”
“I wasn’t exactly telling you what to do. They were just suggestions that you so happened to go with.”
“I don’t care what you have to say to me, but if I so much as hear one bad thing about them coming from your mouth, you’ll be sorry.”
“The taste of glory is sweet and I want to experience it again. Will you help me?”
“Trust me when I say you do not want to go in there. For good reason, I assure you.”