Restaurant au where Person A is a waitress/waiter and Person B is a chef. Person B has a quiet crush on A and tries to woo them through food. Turns out that’s the exact way to A’s heart.
“You moved into the apartment next to mine and I can hear E V E R Y T H I N G you do”
“I was having a great day, then you football tackled me into a lake. I don’t CARE that I was almost assassinated, You AIMED for that lake.”
“I’ve noticed how much you love your garden and all your plants, and I don’t know how to flirt like other people so I may have accidentally asked you to teach me how to garden, but it’s the best part of my week.”
I like to imagine high school age otp where they’re at a dance and Person A is completely killing it they look/dance so good and B is just standing off to the side watching them but trying to look like they aren’t. And then during the slow song A just waltzes up to B and sweeps them onto the dance floor.
“We’re supposed to be doing a school project so you came over to my house but before we could do anything, you saw my dog and now you won’t let them go please we need to get this done.”
“My dumb ass of a room mate just set the microwave on fire and you’re one of the firemen who showed up and now I’m need an ambulance cause damn ur hot.”
“My dick of an ex was trying to knock down my door but you stopped them thank you so much. Let me make you thank you brownies.”
“I was chilling in my room when you knocked on my window asking me if I could come kill a spider for you. I LIVE ON THE FIFTH FLOOR HOW WAS THE WINDOW A GOOD IDEA TO YOU.”
Where Person A’s idea of flirting is saying “I’d steal that” everytime Person B wears something that they look really good in, and B is worried that A is actually going to steal their stuff. Of course, when they start dating, A does in fact take B’s clothes.
Nothing hurts the heart more than imagining the me grumpy/awkward person of the otp singing songs with little kids. Like them kneeling and singing Four Little Speckled Frogs in this high bab voice as the little kid just watches in awe.
context: based on old picrew pics I made of klance as kids, where they met at the same field and became friends, but then they separated for a while, and re-met again at the same place, years later…
trying to talk to a new friend about different fanfic’s you have both read is so stressful because i know that we are both in the dumpster of fanfiction but how do i know that you are as far down as me i have seen things and i don’t want to come off as a crazy person
It is always weird when I go to reread a fic and find that is has been removed because I am never fully sure if I actually read the fic or if it was a scenario I made up
