#The Office imagine

[gibbysoup]

What your instagram would look like if you worked at dunder mifflin

[princesitangelita]

…INTRODUCING DITZY!READER

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DITZY!READER who took the receptionist job at dunder mifflin after moving away from her hometown. think of her as an ‘organized mess’, fluffy pens and pink sticky notes littering her work space. she smells like sweet cinnamon & sugar. ballerina shrugs and cashmere cardigans are her best friends, considering the office can get ridiculously chilly. unfortunately she’s too nice to let anyone know when they’re being invasive.. especially michael and dwight.

DITZY!READER who wears the cutest office outfits ever!! when she’s not making copies or taking/transferring phone calls, she’s reading fashion magazines, playing games with jim on her computer, or thinking about what she’s going to blow her next check on. she definitely runs a successful fashion/beauty blog. keeps the break room stocked with homemade cinnamon rolls despite angela’s attempts to declare them ‘dangerous and unhealthy’.

DITZY!READER is best friends with erin and kelly, all of them raving about their crushes via email. loves shopping and spending her days off roaming around the city.. secretly hoping jim will call her and ask her what she’s up to (he always does). everyone in the warehouse department has a massive crush on her, the team calling her the sweetest nicknames. has a gifted name plaque that says ‘scranton’s very own sweetheart’.

౨ৎ jim refuses to leave the office without you after your lame boyfriend forgets to pick you up from work.. again..

౨ৎ after swearing up and down that you can’t make a sale, jim lets you answer his phone to give it a try. his elaborate plan to prove himself right goes south as soon as the man on the other line buys a heaping amount of paper in exchange for your phone number..

[dundermisfits]

Michael Scott Headcannons

Michael Scott x reader

Requested: @maleahoswick

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• In the beginning, the relationship is kept secret until Dwight finds out about it shortly after you and Michael inform David Wallace

• Not everyone in the office is approving, Kevin is always on the lookout to see if it’s true, sort of how he spied on Pam and Jim. Angela doesn’t approve, she likes to believe that your love is fake

• Most everyone in the office is approving, even in the warehouse below, they all approve and it’s most surprising to know that Roy is one of those that is more supportive than others

• You and Michael seem to have everything in common but you honestly don’t

• When you’re sick, Michael will make you take a sick day, even if you’ve taken them all up he will make you stay home and rest

• Being insulted by the fact Ryan invited you and not Michael to his weekend campout was easy for you turn him down and say you wouldn’t be going if Michael was not invited

• Seeing that Michael is still a little vulnerable to Jan, you have no problem sticking up for Michael whenever she tries to pull a fast one on him, trying to talk him into leaving you, you just weren’t having it

• When it happened one too many times, you let her have it and from that point on, she stays from you both

• You take things slow in the start of your relationship. By about a year into it, you move in together and two years after, you both are engaged

• If you have to work any late nights, Michael will stay with you. But as each person is leaving, he’s doing it more in a way as your boyfriend than he is your manager, and that is something kept between the two of you

• If someone disrespects you in anyway, especially in front of him, Michael will get upset and start defending you immediately, putting that person in their place

• Michael is your comforter during panic attacks and surprisingly, so is Dwight at times if he’s there as well

• Sometimes he likes to leave little gifts on your desk before you arrive. It could be anything from your favorite chips, soda, to your favorite candy with a little note attached to it

• When you had gotten the iPod during secret Santa, you knew immediately it was from Michael and had sort of the same reaction as Ryan did in that episode, only you were more gentle about it

• It wasn’t like you didn’t appreciate it because you did, to you, it was always the thought that counted but truth be told, you were a little embarrassed this happened in front of everyone

• You both LOVED pretzel day, Michael would always wait in line for you both and would brings yours back when he returns because you were often busy with some work

• When you meet Michael, he was with Carol at the time, and because you weren’t there when she rejected his proposal, you comforted him as he told you about it

• This all happened before you got together, so when she refused while breaking up with him, you agreed to go to Jamaica with him, and that’s where things begin for you both

• Michael becomes overly protective of you after Roy’s attempt to attack Jim, so he bans Roy from the building unless escorted by Hank. Your safety to Michael has always been his top priority.

• Michael loves to brag about you and to show you off when given the open opportunity

• Threat Level Midnight was a blast to film

• Michael just loved you to pieces as you did for him

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@dundermisfits

Requests: open

Characters:

• Michael Scott

• Dwight Schrute

• Jim

• David Wallace

• Angela

• Pam

• Karen

• Kelly

• Erin

[starrgazed22]

LET THE GAME RUN OUR DESTINY

Jim Halpert x fem!reader Word count: 900 words Warnings: Nothing, just fluff, I guess. Summary: You decide to play this game you bought, The Sims 2, to cure your boredom in the office.

Another boring day at Dunder Mifflin’s, but not really.

The camera zooms in on your computer monitor from a distance, revealing you’re playing The Sims 2. You hear a door thud, Michael coming out of the office, and you quickly hide The Sims with your mail.

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(your interview with the camera crew)

“Jim helped me install this game I bought yesterday, called The Sims. It’s so addicting.” Cut. “No, just random characters, that I chose at the start of the game,” you clear your throat. “No one specific.”

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(Jim's separate interview with the crew)

“Yeah, I helped her install it, but if she gets into trouble because of it,” he throws his hand into the air, “I have nothing to do with it.”

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The cameraman pans over to your face, catching you being extremely focused on the game.

Time today goes really slowly, but the game is saving it. Not for Jim though. Jim is so bored, he hasn’t talked to you the whole afternoon because of the game. The game literally sucked you in. He decides to walk over to see what you’re playing. You quickly hide it, acting like nothing just happened. Jim raises his eyebrows.

“What? Nothing,” you try to play it cool.

“Come on, let me see! I am curious what it looks like.” He tries.

You blush a little, pretending you’re going through your mail. “No.”

He looks at you hurt. “Alright then, I’ll go back to boring myself, also known as, doing work.” He playfully grunts.

You chuckle at his joke, minimizing the mail window to play the game again.

After some time, the lunch break comes. You decide not to worry about the game being opened, because no one will go around your desk anyway.

Jim, still on a call with a client, signals you to go ahead, and you walk to the break room first. Jim finishes the call, hanging up the phone. He wants to throw away his Jell-O cup, still from the morning. He goes to the nearest trash can, which is next to your desk. He throws it away, suddenly amazed by something on your desk. He leans to get a closer look at your screen. He smiles to himself.

“She did us in that game. Me and her.” He smiles downwards. “Oh, she said those are random characters?” He chuckles. “What a coincidence.” He stretches all the a’s in the last sentence.

Jim finally comes into the break room, sitting down at the table.

“Hey.” He says.

“Hey, Jim.” You smile at him as you slurp in your noodles.

“So, how are we doing?” He asks casually.

You respond, not getting the secret message behind it. “I’m doing pretty good, did all the calls Michael told me to do.”

“No...” He chuckles. “I meant, how are we doing?” He asks, pointing his head back to the main room.

You look at him, genuinely confused. Suddenly you realize it. You put your head into your palm, covering your eyes in embarrassment.

Jim chuckles, his eyes glinting with amusement. “It’s okay, really,” he reassures you, sensing your embarrassment. “It’s funny. By the way, thanks for making me look like Prince Charming.”

You peek through your fingers, a hint of a smile on your lips. “I might have spent a little too much time on your character,” you admit.

Jim grins, taking a bite of his sandwich. He leans back in the chair, the chair making a small squeak. “Alright, so, what’s our story in The Sims? Are we a family? Colleagues? Maybe lovers?” A small smirk plays on his lips.

You feel your cheeks heating up again. “Well, I didn’t get too far with the storyline yet, but we’re housemates. We live together.”

“Oh, really?” Jim raises an eyebrow, clearly enjoying this. “Housemates, huh?”

You shrug, trying to act nonchalant. “It just seemed easier than having to switch between two houses all the time, you know. Plus it saves money.”

“Yeah, right,” Jim says with a big amused smile on his lips. He leans forward, his eyes locking with yours.

You stare at him, heart pounding. “What?”

Jim shrugs, still smiling. “What if we let that game decide what we do in real life.”

Your eyes widen. “What?”

He chuckles softly. “Whatever happens in the game we have to do. Up for the challenge?”

You feel a smile spreading across your face. “Alright, then.”

Jim’s grin widens. “Great.” He stands up, finishing his sandwich. “Shall the computer decide our destiny.”

You shake your head with a smile, feeling a rush of excitement as you watch Jim leave the room.

You decide to make yourself a cup of coffee before heading back to your desk. You walk up to your desk, stopping in disbelief. You see the screen, the characters stopped in time while they’re kissing. You look over at Jim, who is trying to hold in his laugh, avoiding eye contact. You deduce he did that. But you still feel a bit of blush run over your cheeks.

“Very funny, Jim.” You roll your eyes, but you can’t help but smile.

“What! You agreed to let it run our destiny.” He shrugs his shoulders at you.

You resume the gameplay, seeing what the characters will do next.

“Wow, they’re heading to bed now,” you announce with sarcastically no emotion.

He bursts out laughing, trying to keep quiet.

Such a dork.

[gingerteafairy]

⋆˚࿔ 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒅 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒔 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

Michael Scott

Michael kind of knows what’s going on—he has the internet, after all. The problem? He has no idea how to put that knowledge into practice and ends up making things a bit chaotic. He’ll rush to the store, sending you way too many photos just to make sure he’s getting the right stuff. But he never fails to make you laugh, distracting you from the pain with his terrible, yet oddly endearing, jokes.

"Okay, so listen to this joke… oh man, it’s so wrong, but you’re gonna love it."

Ryan Howard

Ryan has absolutely no clue what he’s doing at first, so he just grabs some random painkillers and hopes for the best. He’s not great at showing affection, so he straight-up asks you what you need. Suddenly, his phone isn’t as important—except when he finds a funny video to show you.

"Do you want water, or is that bad? I heard cold stuff makes it worse or something like that?"

Kelly Kapoor

Your ultimate hype girl and bestie. Kelly goes all out to make you feel better—painting your nails, binge-watching rom-coms, and gossiping with you for hours about whatever obsession you’re currently into. But if she notices you need some quiet time, she’ll try her best to stay silent (with occasional whispers).

"Okay, one last thing before I zip my lips—what’s your opinion on Kylie Jenner right now? I'm sooo excited to hear it."

Pam Beesly

An absolute angel. Pam takes care of every little detail, drawing cute doodles of you to cheer you up. She picks the perfect cozy movies or shows to watch together and makes you hot chocolate if you like it. Expect a full Studio Ghibli marathon and the softest hair strokes until you fall asleep.

"If you need anything, just let me know, okay?"

Karen Filippelli

Super practical. She knows exactly what to do and helps right away—no hesitation. Some might mistake her efficiency for indifference, but that’s not the case at all. She’s been through this before, so she gets it. If she notices you're extra clingy, she’ll go the extra mile to make sure you're comfortable.

"You’re so cute when you’re like this. I think work can wait a little."

Dwight Schrute

Shockingly, the most prepared. He knows your cycle better than you do because, of course, he has a detailed calendar tracking it. Dwight is weirdly knowledgeable about medicine, herbs, and natural remedies and takes this situation very seriously.

"Wrap this coat around your waist. Heat acts as a vasodilator and helps with muscle contractions. Make sure to rest and not overuse the fetal position, do variations and stretches. I sent you a list with some."

Jim Halpert

The ultimate sweetheart. He treats you like absolute royalty, checking in with calls and texts if he’s not around. When he is around, he makes sure you’re snuggled up under the softest blankets, watching your favorite comfort movies. If he doesn’t know how to help, he’ll figure it out—whether by asking you or doing his own research.

"Are you comfy? I can switch positions if you want. Oh, and I got your favorite snack."

Luke Cooper

Movie night? Absolutely. And yes, your favorite snacks are included. Luke did some research on periods and thinks he’s now basically an expert—but sometimes he says things that are completely off, like claiming lemon juice can “turn off” the pain receptors in your brain. He tones down the teasing for a bit and just becomes a human-sized heating pad.

"Don’t get used to this. Give it a few days, and I’ll be annoying you again."

[theoffice-imagines]

Looking out for you

Dwight Schrute x reader

Warnings: None

Requested: @thoughts-and-thistles

Summary: Dwight stands up to Angela for you when things don’t go as planned

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“Isn’t 7:00 a little late for lunch?” Kevin asked.

“You had just ruined me, (Y/n)! Don’t you think I don’t plan on returning the favor.”

Angela was throwing a fit over a small mistake that could be simply fixed, instead, she chose to take her frustration out on you.

It was almost a promise if it already wasn’t when she made that statement to you. You felt horrible for screwing up and you wanted to fix it immediately. What happened was, as you were helping Angela put up the “Launch Party” sign up, you didn’t realize your mistake in spelling as it now read, “Lunch Party.”

“Lunch party?! It’s supposed to say Launch Party!”

You never wanted to admit this out loud, but Angela intimated you. Not knowing how to handle it when she treats you this way, you remain as is and just takes it until she’s finished.

There had been quite a number of times that Angela brought tears to your eyes and once that happened, Angela showed no signs of remorse. It was killing you inside but you took it as an attempt to stay on her good side, it was her tone she used that frightened you most of all. You hated it when others raised their voices at you, it made you feel alone, unappreciative, and in this case, it made things awkward between you.

What you didn’t know was that you had a guardian angel looking out for you over in sales, his name is Dwight Schrute. Dwight Schrute, as in Shrute farms. After Dwight had started picking up on the way Angela had been treating you, he didn’t like it at all, nor was he appreciative of it and he wanted to do something about it. Dwight wanted to step in and defend you, he just didn’t know how to do so properly and professionally. While those were running in his mind, they were interrupted by Michael Scott, the manager having a little run in with Angela of his own.

“I care!” Angela exclaimed.

“Wow! Calm down booster seat.”

Now with Michael gone, Dwight continues to surveillance by eavesdropping.

“I don’t understand, (Y/n)! How can you be so stupid?!”

You weren’t going to lie, but that one hurt. However, upon hearing Angela say such a thing to you was his final straw and finally took a step into your rescue.

Dwight made sure to stand between you in case a fight would happen.

“Okay, Angela. That’s enough.

“But-“

“Did I stutter? I said that’s enough! Whatever mistake had been made here can be easily fixed by me. Now, I don’t want you messing (Y/n) around like that. Have I made myself clear?”

Angela sighed in response, in annoyance before walking back to her desk as if none of this just happened.

Once Angela was gone, you turned to Dwight. “Thank you for that, I truly appreciate it.”

“It’s nothing. I’ve been keeping an eye from the way she’s been treating you. I should have stepped in sooner, but I didn’t have the right words to say. But that all felt good.”

“Oh well, thank you again. For defending me when I couldn’t defend myself. You’re truly a hero.”

Dwight gives you a blank look before referencing Star Wars and Han Solo.

“Do you think he did that just to become a hero? I don’t think so. You know who the real heroes are? The ones who come to work everyday.”

That was amusing to you and you couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Of course, he didn’t.”

“Exactly what I thought.”

It goes silent again before Dwight speaks up. The truth was, Dwight had a bit of a crush on you and has been wanting to ask you out for a while now.

This moment, Dwight finds the small talks as his window of opportunity to do so.

“Can I take you out for a coffee after work tonight, (Y/n)?”

It was the last thing you expected for him to say, but you happily agreed.

It’s a date!

You’re going on a date with Dwight Schrute!

Your first date!

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A/N: Requests are open!

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How successful would Michael Scott…

Propaganda for the mic skills:

He can project his voice -

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Namorando Ryan Howard - Ryan x Header/Leitora

Parte 1

O pedido

Não houve um pedido formal, ele apenas deduziu que vocês estavam juntos para valer;

Ele não quer informar o RH, mas obviamente todos já estão sabendo pela maneira como vocês se beijam furtivamente na sala de descanso quando pensam que ninguém está olhando;

Você diz: "Não sei do que você está falando, não estou vendo uma aliança no meu dedo" quando ele te chama de "minha gatinha";

Ele dá o braço a torcer e compra um anel simples, nada chamativo, porém bonito, e pergunta se você gostaria de ser a gatinha dele.

Um mês de namoro

Você dorme na casa dele vários dias na semana e ele quer te dar carona todos os dias;

Vocês comemoram o primeiro mês em um bar, mas ele não se lembra de te levar um presente;

Vocês passam muito tempo simplesmente dividindo fones ou ouvindo música juntos;

Ele não é muito de abraços, mas não consegue deixar de te abraçar quando te vê sorrir para ele do outro lado do anexo;

Ele te dá beijos na testa quando vocês precisam se despedir por algum tempo;

Ryan não gosta de ligações, mas liga para dizer boa noite quando vocês não dormem juntos;

Ele escreveu uma poesia para você no final do primeiro mês, mas ficou envergonhado de te mostrar, então guardou na gaveta de suas coisas pessoais.

Dia dos namorados

Ele quer fazer algo diferente, então vocês botam o pé na estrada e vão para outra cidade;

Vocês passam a viagem cantando alto as suas músicas favoritas, e ele ri de todas as suas piadas;

Vocês param em uma cafeteria confortável e bonitinha no meio da caminho e ele tira uma foto sua sorrindo apaixonada, e fica ainda mais apaixonado por você;

Ele não é muito de demonstrações públicas, mas posta fotos que tirou de você distraída durante a viagem em seu facebook com a legenda "my girl <3";

Vocês voltam para Scranton tarde da noite e ele está cansado, então você se oferece para dirigir enquanto ele dorme, e ele aceita;

Você o acorda ao chegar ao apartamento dele, mas Ryan resmunga um "eu te amo" enquanto está sonhando, e você fica toda boba porque foi a primeira vez que ele te disse isso e foi acidental.

Dias perfeitos

Vocês são um casal jovem e gostam de sair bastante para lugares bonitos, Ryan está sempre lotando a memória de sua câmera com fotos suas;

Ele te leva café na sua mesa do trabalho mesmo que você não peça por isso;

Ele gosta de dormir longe, mas todas as vezes durante a madrugada acaba te abraçando enquanto dorme porque se sente protegido inconscientemente;

Você adora vestir as camisetas dele, e todas tem cheiro de canela, menta e nicotina;

Ryan finalmente resolve ler uma de suas poesias para você, mas fica tímido e extremamente inseguro com o que você está achando.

A poesia de Ryan

"Então... é isso aqui que eu sinto por você, mais ou menos";

Você acaba chorando, e ele recebe isso como um elogio e te beija por entre as lágrimas;

A poesia descrevia perfeitamente o que você sentia por ele também, e como não consegue expressar de outra maneira, você acaba dizendo "eu te amo";

Ryan te corresponde com um beijo caloroso e faz com que você deite no peito dele enquanto faz carinho em você;

"Eu sei que você me ama. Eu te amo também, aliás";

Apesar de dizer isso, ele tinha algumas dúvidas se você sentia o mesmo que ele;

Ao saber que estão na mesma sintonia, ele finalmente se sente seguro para se entregar totalmente a você, e agradece internamente porque o relacionamento de vocês é perfeito;

Ele faz você dormir com o carinho e te observa enquanto Radiohead toca ao fundo.

[theaawalker]

GAYS IN THE CONFERENCE ROOM - THE OFFICE

The Scranton branch has officially absorbed the Stamford branch, and as a show of good faith, Michael calls everyone into the conference room to explain why [Oscar] being gay is okay.

WC: 734 words

Song Inspo: I Can See You

The staff were sitting in the conference room. A beige table was set up in the center with tan chairs inside it and around it by the three, beige walls. The fourth wall had a whiteboard, inches apart from the open door. The gray carpet was well-vacuumed and the white window shades were shut. Self-explanatory, the room made for an exciting meeting.

"Oscar is a good person." Michael spoke as he paced in front of the whiteboard. "You know, it should've matter if he's gaaayy or normal," Jim side-eyed the camera, "he's a human being, man. I...," Michael sighed and grabbed his hips, "I just don't understand how people could be so hateful."

"Michael," Kevin's deep voice rose from somewhere behind Karen. "We don't hate Oscar because he's gay... At least, not all of us." The large man mischievously glanced at Angela.

"Hmph." Angela crossed her arms, Bible in hand. "I don't support that lifestyle. It's impure, ungodly, unsanitary..."

"Unprotected- that's what he said!" Michael chuckled then caught himself. "No. No! I meant that as in unprotected because they are unprotected in this country. So anything you took from that is anti-gay. Case closed."

Dwight nodded along and took notes. Andy stroked his protruded chin and squinted with pretend intrigue. Stanley did his crossword puzzles in the far-left corner. Meredith's mouth hung agape and her eyes were red, clear signs of early intoxication. Pam looked uncomfortable between Karen and Jim but said nothing. Jim condescendingly smiled and did routine stares at the camera. Erin sat closest to Michael and the door, in clear view of Karen. While Michael went back-and-forth with Angela, Karen watched Erin doodle in her notepad. Fillipeli's cheek found her shoulder and her eyes found a tranquil lowness. Amongst all the speel and chaos, nothing seemed to matter then.

"-I refuse to give my American right to practice religion. Seriously. Whatever happened to freedom of speech? My first amendmant right-"

"Second." Dwight coughed.

Angela eyed him then returned to Michael. "If you can't afford me that right, I'll just have to pray for you." She smirked and patted her Bible.

Phyllis looked at her with terror and sadness, having the displeasure of sitting right next to the blonde woman.

"Can I ask," Karen turned around to her, "what type of Christian are you?"

"Excuse me?" Angela raised a brow.

"Catholic? Mormon? Jehovah witness? Baptist? Born-again?" Karen listed off the sects.

"I'm a devote Christian, old testament." She specified, enunciating the last part. She looked around the room with a finger up, as if expecting someone to oppose her.

"I grew up Catholic. Read the Bible every Christmas."

Angela smiled a bit, then cleared her throat, lifted her chin, looked at the floor, and raised a brow. "Favorite passage?"

"Easily Psalms 139:7." Karen scoffed. "Arguably the best passage, aside from Leviticus and Luke, of course."

Angela pouted a smile, almost holding back delight and disdain for not needing to correct Karen.

"Wow, Karen, I never pegged you for a Bible thumper." Kelly stated what the room was thinking.

"That's because sinful women like you wouldn't know a real holy woman from your left elbow, Kelly." Angela spat at her, making the Indian woman gasp.

"Ryan!" Kelly called for her boyfriend's aid, but he just shrugged.

"Invite Oscar back if you want. Invite the AID's epidemic right along with him. I don't care anymore." Angela shrugged. "As long as I have this," she held up her Bible, "and my undeniable faith, I'm safe."

"From gay people?" Jim replied. "You think the book wards off gay people?"

"I do." Angela said matter-of-factly.

"What'll happen if I say I'm gay and I touch it?" Kevin asked on top of his question. "I'm not." He addressed the room. "But it'd be funny if I was, right?" He laughed throatily.

"You'd burst into flames." Dwight answered.

"Not accurate." Andy counteracted.

"Oh, how do you know, Cornell?" Dwight looked him up and down.

"Can I see it?" Karen cut him off. "It's been so long since I've held one that wasn't mine."

"Sure, Karen. I trust my fellow God warriors." Angela sneered at Jim as she outreached her black little book to Karen. Granted, this was Angela, so she never let go, but Karen did stroke it's cover.

"Whoa. Leather. Very nice." Karen complimented her.

The scene cut to Karen's interview.

"I'm also a lesbian."

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[princesitangelita]

⊹₊⟡⋆♡ jim refuses to leave the office without you after your lame boyfriend forgets to pick you up from work.. again..

warnings: just a little bit of angst, jim is jealous and frustrated, comfort (?), slight fluff, cheating (but not really???)

a/n: ditzy!reader only has a boyfriend in this fic alone, not as part of her entire !reader lore <3 send in jim req’s!

“byeee!” you adjusted the pink scarf around your neck as phyllis and bob vance from ‘vance refrigeration’ drove away, both of them waving at you with wide smiles plastered on their faces. god, it was cold out here. “come on, roy..” you whispered to yourself, poking your head out to look at the entrance of the parking lot. small clouds formed with each breath you exhaled, the cold pennsylvania air nipping at the skin of your cheeks and the tip of your nose. you watched as everyone filed out of the building one by one, your heart sinking to your stomach as the sun set further down the horizon.

sighing out in frustration, you scrambled through your purse for your phone, the bag slipping from your fingers before the contents tumbled out onto the concrete. you laughed to yourself, just thinking about how much more embarrassing can this get. your boyfriend had obviously forgotten all about picking you up for the second time this week, your favorite lipglosses are rolling down the pavement, the tubes only getting further out of arm’s reach, and your skirt is far too tight for you to pick up your stuff without looking awkward and frazzled.

“this is the worst..” you speed walked down the parking lot, your heels clicking against the walkway until jim came out, wasting no time in jogging over. “hey, what are you still doing here?” he followed your line of vision, quickly getting your stuff off of the ground before towering over you. your cheeks always heated at the height difference between you two, a hint of a smile playing on jim’s lips when he saw the flustered expression on your pretty face. “n-no reason! uhm, something came up with roy, so i’m—” before you could finish whatever lie was going to slip from your tongue, he interrupted you.

“again? does he know it’s like twenty degrees out here?”

jim was irritated to say the least— but not with you. never at you. he took off his coat, draping it over your shoulders before guiding you back inside. “wait here while i go warm up the car real quick, alright?” he didn’t give you time to object, leaving you in the warm lobby as he stepped out in nothing but a button up. deciding to dial roy one more time, you rolled your eyes when the call went straight to voicemail. you should’ve known it wouldn’t have gone through. throwing the damned thing back in your purse, you didn’t wait longer than five minutes before jim pulled up right out front.

he opened the door for you, his face bright red from the cold as he motioned for you to come outside. “jim, you really don’t have to do this! i was just about to go to the bus stop.” you stayed seated, shrugging off his coat as he shook his head. “and let you sit out in this weather? absolutely not.” he almost sounded offended, his tall figure coming inside once again to scoop you up in his arms. “really, jim, it wouldn’t be the first time, i—” opening the passenger door, he sat you down gently, cutting you off before you could make up a ridiculous excuse for your boyfriend who clearly didn’t care if you froze halfway to death.

when jim was in his seat, he couldn’t help but squeeze the steering wheel with an unforgiving grip. “i’m sure roy got caught up with something, it’s fine, truly!” why were you still trying to defend him? roy was the last person who deserved to be with you. the guy doesn’t even send you work flowers for christ’s sake! he blatantly checks out other girls in front of you, which jim could never wrap his head around because to him you were the only person who existed inside of a room, he never let you go out with your work buddies, and he sure as hell never complimented you.. at least not in the way you should be getting complimented.

it took a lot to get jim upset, but seeing the way your smile falters when roy dismisses something you say, or the way the sparkle in your eyes dim when he doesn’t react to something new about you. your hair, for example. you had got it done, the style suiting you perfectly, making you look so cute and pretty, all just for roy to not even acknowledge your new ‘do. he remembered you having to excuse yourself to the ladies room and seeing your glossy eyes avoid everyone’s gaze as you zoned out of the conversation roy was so focused on rambling about once you came back.

so bad, jim just wanted to ask what on earth you saw in him. of course, he wouldn’t do that, but he’d be lying if he said he didn’t wrack his brain pretty often for an answer. “i’m sure he got busy,” jim agreed, not wanting to push the situation, “do you think he’s home?” you blinked. he definitely had to be at home. “no.” you lied, meeting jim’s eyes, “why?” please ask me out, please ask me out, you repeated in your head. “ah, well, i don’t know about you, but i can really go for a hot chocolate from retro’s..” retros. that was your usual spot for whenever jim treated you to lunch.. which was almost everyday.

please say yes, please say yes, he pleaded silently as a sudden smile made its way to your lips. “with jumbo marshmallows and a croissant?” jim chuckled. “yeah, whatever you want.”

[dundermisfits]

Michael’s date

Pairing: Michael Scott x reader

Warnings: None

Requested by: @johnnysmarr

Plot: Ohayo! 😊 could I request something for Michael Scott? A scene where it's their first date together and the reader is really shy but Michael makes her feel comfortable as possible? Thank you 🩷

***

You had been working for Dunder Mifflin for about a good four years now, and since Pam started at about the same time, you both became instant friends.

Seeing that as it be with Pam being your closest friend and all, you were discovering new feelings for your manager, Michael Scott and those feelings grow stronger every day, so much that you are uncertain on how much longer you could hold your secret crush in. You didn’t even want to say a word of this to Pam, despite of her being your closest friend. In all honestly, you weren’t quite sure how to approach and take a look at those feelings in your head.

The very day Michael had asked you for a date, you hoped for that first first date experience in the past could finally be left behind. It was one of those where your date “forgets” his wallet and you ended up having to use almost your full paychecks for whatever activity you chose to go do. You wanted to shake it out of your head, but of course it was impossible… for now at least. There were plenty of fish in the sea, and everyone had to do the waiting until the right one for them swims by for you to catch.

So when it came time for you date with Michael Scott, who by the way, asked you out two years after you started working for the company, it was pretty obvious that you were a little shy once Michael swings by to pick you up for your date night. But a hint of confidence started brewing within you when Michael doesn’t just show up by himself, but with a bouquet of your favorite colored roses. The next thing that helped you to become less shy was when he offered his arm out for you to take before walking you out to his car parked next to the curb. It was as if he had a sixth sense that allowed for him to read your emotions and to know how you must be feeling, while driving to the restaurant were reservations had been made, Michael started asking you the getting to know you questions in addition outside of the office.

While doing so, one of the first questions he asks you is what kind of music genre you preferred and when you told him rock, hard rock, punk rock, and alternative, he turns the radio on to the rock station and the first song you both get to hear is The Offspring’s “Self Esteem” and before you know it, you’re both singing along to it, although Michael does find it a tad bit obnoxious.

“The more you suffer, the more it shows you really care. Right? Yeah!”

Your date with Michael was actually the first date you’ve ever been on, and all you could say it gave you the time of your life as it seemed to end rather too quickly.

There was definitely a connection between you and Michael, as for the next day while working in the warehouse department, Michael had come down not to just visit you, but to also hide from his boss, Jan. But when he gets to where you are, he sees Roy hitting on you once again while making yet another attempt to ask you out. Michael steps into your defense and suspended Roy from his job and paycheck before calling Hank to come and escort Roy to his car while staying behind to make sure Roy was off company property. After having made sure you were okay, Michael decides to take you back upstairs to the office and that’s exactly where Jan was waiting with her arms crossed and an agitated expression before Michael explained what happened just minutes before returning.

Jan takes it to David Wallace and speaks to him about it, along with Toby. The result of this happening was corporate fired Roy and refused him his last paycheck. When the end of the work day comes up close, Michael called you back to his small office space and asks you out for a second date. Of course, you accept and a fun night exploring New York in the cold weather together.

After several more dates together, you both made your relationship official not to just family and friends outside of work, but eventually to everyone you worked with in the office.

They all now know.

The relationship lasted two years until Michael decides it’s time to get you a ring, he felt the timing was right and he was ready to pop the question and make big comments with you, and it was truly a happy ending.

You said “Yes” to his proposal.

***

@dundermisfits

Requests: open

Characters:

• Michael Scott

• Dwight Shrute

• Andy Bernard

• David Wallace

• Jim

• Pam

• Angela Martin

• Kelly Kapoor

• Karen

• Erin

[fox-mulder-gets-pegged]

I just wanna say bc I KNOW you're somewhere on tumblr, to the teenage girl who attended Take Your Kid To Work Day at an office building in Ontario, Canada circa 2013 and had a conversation with a middle aged woman in which you showed her your Black Veil Brides fanart and fanfics and ship content and told her about different fanfic tropes including a/b/o verse bc she happened to know who Panic! at The Disco and Fallout Boy were and thus you felt the need to show her your bandblr ship art, that was my fucking mother and I had to clarify all that to her including looking my mother in the eye and trying to explain a/b/o verse without sounding like a lunatic.

It's been 10 years and I still regularly sent evil energies in your direction. Since you'd be probably two years younger than me and thus legally an adult now, please know if this post reaches you it's on sight.

[ozzgin]

Dumbass!Reader getting lost on their way to the job interview and ending up in the depths of Hell instead.

You assumed the devilish fires and the tormented souls adorning the grand halls were some sort of eccentric corporate furniture. You also didn't really question it when the recruiter, a gargantuan beast with horns and hooves, handed you a pitchfork and asked you to join him to the punishing pits.

Then you saw the work hours.

"Wait...forever? This isn't Home Depot?"

Somewhat confused, the monstrous fiend searches through your CV again.

"It says you have a fork certificate."

"Yeah, a forklift," you clarify, pursing your lips in disappointment. Wasted a bus ticket for nothing.

"Are you sure you don't want to work here? I've seen you spearing the sinners back there, you're a natural."

"Well..." you hesitate a little, smugly arranging your tie. "How much was the pay again?"

[theoffice-imagines]

Dwight’s prank

Pairing: David Wallace x reader

Warnings: None

Requested: @ricflairdrip20

Request: prompt # 23 & #29

***

For as long as you can remember, you’ve always been the one who had been the most hurt by those who thought you could call your “friends.”

One of the things that has attracted you to David Wallace is the fact that he was a good listener to anyone who needed an ear to trust. Though he hasn’t listen to you yet, he was more than willing to. Seemingly more than willing to do it and when he took notice in how you seem down one day, that was when he decided he was going to walk up and talk to you.

David stopped halfway, his tongue had gone dry as he couldn’t form the words he wanted to say to you. He always chooses his words wisely when it comes to talking to someone, but now he realizes it’s when he’s about to walk up and talk to you. Finally, something in mind had come up and he started to speak, but he spoke in a soft voice that you almost missed it. It was surprising to say the least, it spooked you as were deep in thought and you never get spooked, that wasn’t like you at all.

“What’s on your mind?” he asks softly, causing you to jump.

You deny the fact there was anything wrong at all.. well, at first.

As eerie as this may sound, David Wallace had been noticing you better than noticing anyone else in the office. David didn’t mean to do it, he was just so taken by your beauty that he couldn’t help but to keep an eye on you. Before you could speak to even try to deny things, David noticed as he looked closer that you seemed to be short of breath and and sweating as if you had just come back from running a marathon. Seeing you in this condition is where his concern for you grew even more than it already had. You said nothing as David takes the empty spot next to you as he asked you again, a bit differently this time.

“What’s happened? Did something happen?”

You don’t respond at first, but than decide it was best to be honest with him and so you told David why you were looking so upset and how your day had been going so far. You didn’t want to get anyone in trouble, but you felt you had no choice this time and called that person out to David as you begin explaining.

David wasn’t too pleased to say the least after hearing your story and he wanted to get to the bottom of it.

“You know that weight loss competition we’re doing?”

David nods as you continue.

“Well, Dwight thought it would be funny to trick me into thinking I’m helping him out with a new client and what does he do? Well he drops me off at an abandoned warehouse in a bad part of town and left with my purse as well as my phone.”

“Are you serious?”

“Yes.. but don’t worry! I’m okay, I wasn’t before but now I am.”

David sighed.

“Stop pretending you’re okay, because I know you’re not.”

“I’m not pretending-“

“Yes you are!”

Before you could say another word, David storms away and you know exactly where he’s headed.

So you follow him.

Once you got to the office, David walks up to Dwight and interrupts his phone call. Dwight immediately gets defensive and even more so when David confronts him of what he did to you.

“Let’s make this the last time I hear of this!”

“Oh come on..”

“You left her in a bad part of town, Dwight!”

“So? I took her purse what’s the big deal?”

“It is a big deal, Dwight!”

“She burned calories walking back here-“

“That’s not how healthy weight loss workout!”

David had to pull himself out of there as he was close to losing it, you followed. Once he had calmed down enough after the events of defend/protecting you, he turns towards you and says only one thing.

“You don’t deserve to be treated that way. You deserve so much better, (Y/n).”

***

@theoffice-imagines