#Doesn't matter if it's a zero effort scribbly

[breadyartster]

i fucking LOOOVE when people draw Miguel from the comics, like YEEEEAAAH, DRAW THAT FUCKED UP LITTLE GUY, PUT GLASSES ON HIM, DO THE HAIR SWOOP, FUCK YEAH

[tarovrispy]

⌧ | TEXTS FROM THE DUMPSTER

02: AFAIK ( as far as I know ) ⌦

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CW! | misunderstandings, slight brainrot terms used

as a small sigh collapsed out of your mouth, you can't help but wonder silently in your head if you seemed awkward and suspicious while walking down the hallways earlier.

Perhaps I did. I mean, I was trying so hard to hide my computer from any prying eyes, which I had to hold protectively in my arms without a computer bag, fearing that someone would point out that it wasn't mine.

the fearful thought continued to linger in your head, drowning out your lecturer's monotonous voice echoing in the background, travelling into your ear and out again. Well, not like he was talking about anything important. He was probably acting passive aggressive with the class again, complaining about how your cute tiny brains just can't seem to think of any better and more creative draft ideas for the most recent product design projects.

Slowly, you let your eyes roam from left to right, scanning around your surroundings before you drift your fingers back to your phone under the table to scroll through your social media page.

This might just be a good time to figure out who was the actual owner of the Macbook you currently have in possession. This mysterious person who thought it would be a good idea to scribble the words, 'bokuto' on their keypad to mark their Macbook. Maybe it was a smart decision for them, considering the amount of time you took yesterday night trying to scrub it off... but just not in your case.

As your eyes silently scanned your social media feed, once in a while glancing back up to see if anyone caught you slacking during lecture and decided to rat you out - or worse - the lecturer catches you instead. You gulp, shuddering at the thought as you tighten your grip around the frame of your phone.

Your eyes abruptly widen as you stumble upon a post that seemed to be writing about the Macbook that you had picked up from the dumpster yesterday. Comparing the details to your situation, uour mouth fell open in a silent gasp at how it matched up, leaving to no doubt due to the similarities.

But the shock you received does not stem from the owner posting about his lost Macbook, nor him asking people to be on a look out for it (because you would probably do that as well), but it's the owner's profile picture itself.

Your throat tightens. Oh no. A flush begins to creep steadily across your cheeks even as you try to suppress it, the effort futile. It’s like trying to capture the wind in your palms.

This is a big, problematic situation that you dread ever coming into contact with.

✎ a little fyi!

yn and yachi actually beef a lot with each other on chat, but they consider each other as their for lifers

lev doesn't get gen z / gen alpha slangs (because even if he has ever heard of its meaning before, he forgets it too easily)

yn's product design lecturer acting passive aggressive towards her is basically my personal experience (my design teachers are always passive aggressive its killing me)

yn lives in her own world half the time, she has zero knowledge on volleyball & people from other majors (no matter how popular they are) hence she rarely falls for guys in her school (and if she does, she falls hard like a hopeless romantic admiring their crush from a distance)

btw yn did manage to hack into bokuto's macbook and add her sign in to the computer (the password was IMBESTvolleybaler1234)

⌗ taglist | @tobiosluvr @wyrcan @giocriedpower @insanelycooljk

[beansnsoup]

High and in love

Argyle x byers!reader

Summary: When you moved to California you expected to be alone until something crazy happend again that'd you'd have to take care of but after Jonathan introduces his new friend to everyone you can't help but change your mind.

You were sitting on the couch watching TV while hearing a pencil scribble away because of Eleven and Mike's long distance relationship. Wills locked up in his room and won't let anyone in because of the painting he's working on, and with your mom's new job she's on the phone all day so that meant zero girl talk.

Jonathan has barely been home at all because he made a new friend at school, which you seem to have zero luck with at the moment. He said his name is Argyle, and you have yet to meet him.

That night at dinner your mom is explaining that she can't drive you all to school tomorrow, "I hate to make you guys walk or look for a new ride but a thing came up with work." You play with your food a bit before you can respond to her saying it's okay but then Jonathan butts in.

"Argyle can drive us." He says, "It wouldn't be that big a deal since we all go to the same school, and if it helps we can just get rides from him for the rest of the year if that makes things easier for you." He was ranting at this point.

El looks excited about this idea since she's been wanting more friends and Will doesn't mind. I pretend it's fine with me even though I'm skeptical about getting a ride from someone I haven't even met.

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I get up that morning, attempting to put effort into my appearance, not that I'm trying to impress anyone or have anyone to impress for that matter, its just you've been insecure about your style and wanted to change it up a bit.

Since you're up so early you see your mom in the kitchen before she has to leave. "Oh,Y/N, you're up early." She says to you as she grabs some milk out of the fridge. "Yeah I just didn't feel like going back to sleep, and I'm hungry." You say grabbing yourself some cereal. "Someone looks nice today." She gawks at you, dramatically rolling her shoulders around.

"Huh? Oh. Yeah I've been trying a different style lately." You admit. Before she says anything else to make you embarrassed Will is walking down the hallway, dressed, but still half asleep. She kisses him on the cheek while grabbing her purse and keys, "well I should get going, it's a long drive, have a good day!" She says walking out the door.

You and Will haven't spoken in a while so you both just sit there in silence while waiting for El and Jonathan to get up. He's been distant from everyone lately, you don't question it though. Jonathan walks down to the kitchen thankfully, "I called Argyle, he should be here in about 15 minutes." He says to both you and Will.

You get up and put your dishes in the sink then walk to Els room to wake her up. When you shake her awake you can't help but glance at the shrine of letters she has from Mike, it's like how obsessed you were with Harrison Ford after watching Star Wars when you were little.

You walk out and sit on the couch bored out of your mind, you nearly jump when you hear a car skid to a loud stop infront of your house. "That's him! C'mon you guys!" Jonathan yells from the kitchen. You grab your backpack and walk out to the pizza van.

Classy.

Jonathan gets into the front seat while you, El, and Will all crawl into the back. "You didn't tell me you had a whole party dude." He says to Jonathan. You stare at him for a long while, taking in his features.

He has really long hair, dark skin, cute style, addicting voice. You try not to gaze at him for long. He glances to the back again before starting off to school, when he sees you he tries not to stare to make Jonathan question.

'I would do anything for her' he immediately states in his mind before speeding off to school.

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After lunch is your free period, you were smart enough to make it that way when you got to your new school. But poor Jonathan forgot to do so and has extra class that he despises.

When walking out the doors to sit outside for some light reading, someone grabs your shoulder. You jump, of course, because your first thought was a teacher thinking you cutting school. You turn around to seen Argyle instead. "Um, hey, I never, uh, got your name earlier." He says, he can barely get his words out.

"Y/N." You tell him, "What are you doing? Don't you have class right now?" You ask, completely confused, normally there's only five students with the same free period. "I'm cutting..." He let's out a chuckle after admitting this.

"I hate that class so much, and my other ones after it aren't really terribly important so I go back to my van and smoke a bit." Your first thought was cigarettes, then looking at him more you came to the conclusion that he was implying weed.

"Can I come with you?" You ask him, if you're being honest, you don't smoke weed, but it'd be better than the book you're reading which it really boring at the moment. "I- uh- sure." He blurts out then leads you out into the parking lot to his van.

You both sit in the back, you get comfortable while he rolls up a joint. He takes a hit before huffing out, you're hoping the smell doesn't stick to your clothes, and if it does, you pray your perfume will cover it.

"Wanna hit dude?" He asks you. You nod and take it out of his hands, for it being your first time smoking weed you did surprisingly good, and that made Argyle like you even more.

After a bit, he puts it out and lays down. "Jonathan never mentioned you, as far as I'm aware. Maybe he did, I don't know dude. Maybe I'm thinking of him not telling me how pretty you are." He says, making an accidental pick up line.

Your face is flushed, you don't know how to respond to the compliment. "Thanks" you finally blurt out. "I was going to ask if you wanted to hang out but seeming we already are there's no point." He laughs. His laugh is literally amazing. You want to hear it again so bad.

"I wish I would've met you sooner, you're amazing." You tell him. This is when you start to regret the things you thought the day before about this ride. You're so happy your mom couldn't take you to school today.

He begins to lean in but stops and pulls back, "Sorry, I should've asked or something man." He says to you before tearing his gaze away from you. "No, it's okay." You tell him.

You raise your hand to grab his face and turn him back to you, then you connect both of your lips. You were never the person to kiss someone on a first date, or someone you just met for that matter, but Argyle was different.

Both of your lips move perfectly I'm sync, he pulls away after, the both of you gasping for air. "That was...cool." He says to you. Moving his hand to yours. "It was, just don't tell Jonathan." You giggle.

Omg! I did it! And it's long! Omfg!!!

Lmk if yall want a part 2 I love writing for Argyle!!!