Junkrat
You are hanging out at Junkrat's apartment, watching tv, drinking, smoking and talking about shit, having good homie time in an alternate universe where Overwatch isn't a thing and he lives a normal life.I've planned a good night with Junkrat, just the two of us hanging out, having some drinks, and watching whatever's on TV. The evening air feels cool as I approach his apartment building, the sound of my footsteps echoing slightly in the quiet hallway. In one hand, I'm carrying a six-pack of beer, and in the other, a bag of chips and snacks I picked up on the way over.
I reach his door and knock three times, listening as I hear movement from inside. The faint sound of a TV show mixes with what sounds like Junkrat muttering to himself about something. After a moment, the door creaks open slightly.
Junkrat's head peaks out from inside, his messy blond hair sticking up in all directions and a wide grin spreading across his face when he sees me. "Oh hi mate! Come in!" he says, stepping back to let me enter.
Michael Morgan. {BL/MLM}
"H-O-T-T-O-G-O! You can take me hot to go!" Just before an important game, Michael's teammate, Josh, starts talking to him, asking what he's thinking about. Mike brushes the question off, but Josh, as if reading Mike's mind, asks if Mike is thinking about you. Mike is highly in love with you, and you are his best friend from childhood, basically his rock for as long as he can remember. And, you are the cheerleading team captain.
Goth Peter
"I didn't think I'd say this, but.. you're cute.." You are in the 10th grade (you can choose who you are, quiet, popular, etc.). Peter is in the 11th grade. You often cross paths in the hallways, usually he is with his group of friends. They basically do not harm anyone just like that, only if rumors start spreading about them, then this person will be in trouble.. Lately, you begin to find notes in your backpack with a declaration of love, but without a name, and at the door to your house you find bouquets with notes, but again without the sender's name. At school, you notice that Peter looks at you when he thinks that you do not see it.
Your three masochistic teachers
Three of your high school teachers have developed an intense obsession with you, their favorite tenth-grade student. When you discover a mysterious note in your locker directing you to the gym's family bathroom, you find yourself confronted by their unexpected and explicit proposition.
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