#im finally getting to talk about a romcom au YES

[therealsehinton]

what would happen if Jally swapped bodies 😳

JALLY BODY SWAP WOOT WOOT 

▪︎I'm going all out for this. What is this? This is an early 2000s rom com premise guys

▪︎therefore thus and: imagine this set in like 2000-2007-or maybe like She's All That year

▪︎KK so

▪︎they're not that close alright? Dallas is the guy with a bad reputation and Johnny is at the bottom of the social hierarchy. He's invisible, gasp, an outcast, gasp, and he likes it that way. He's a junior and his best friend is a freshman and he couldn't care less 

▪︎Johnny knows of Dally alright but he does his best to avoid him, he doesn't need to get in trouble with his dad and the stories that circulate about Mr. Winston constantly picking fights and getting suspended wouldn't be a good look for him. Besides, his low profile helps with all his extracurricular activities--like smoking green with his buddies yup yup(and no one suspects him 😌)

▪︎Dallas doesn't know Johnny at all. Or does he??? They share like a chemistry class and their chem teacher picks on Johnny a little and so like they know OF each other but Dallas kind of…. knows Johnny… if you know what I mean

▪︎Dallas thinks Johnny is cute, it's a tiny crush but not really and it kind of annoys him especially since him and Tim have this on and off thing--it makes him feel guilty

▪︎They get partnered together for the first time like ever since they've been in that class and they're like 🧍‍♂️lol that's weird

▪︎Okay plot twist Dallas is naturally good at chem and Johnny isn't and idk they start clashing a lot and Johnny is just bothered that this guy who is supposedly a bad person and doesn't even pay attention in class is constantly correcting him 

▪︎Dallas knows he's pissing Johnny off but keeps on going because he's immature and doesn't know how to handle emotions

▪︎This goes on for a few days and it ends up ticking off the teacher and they both get detention

▪︎Johnny FLIPS THE FREAK OUT, beyond just the anxiety attack he has because this is his first time getting detention and they're probably gonna call his dad, he just goes AWF on Dally he's calling him all these names and just saying he's a stupid and insensitive person

▪︎And Dallas is an asshole and he has no reason to get mad at Johnny but he still yells back anyways whqhrhr

▪︎If you're wondering what I'm doing, this is a set up guys. This is a 2000s rom com and it needs a little set up, ya dig?

▪︎Anyways they get in a fight and call each other names and Dallas says Johnny is overreacting and being dramatic and Johnny is like "you don't even know what my life is like" and Dallas is like "you don't even know me, dude"

▪︎DO YOU GET IT DO YOU SEE WHAT IM DOING?!?!

▪︎i literally don't know WHY they switch bodies, like I don't have no freaky friday fortune cookie idea, but they switch bodies. The next morning they wake up as each other

▪︎Okay they wake up, immediately notice how they have different skin tones, check a mirror, scream, you know the works

▪︎Bye I'm imagining Dallas as Johnny screaming cuz he looks in a mirror and then Johnny's dad starts yelling at him and Dallas is like: well shit I'm gone. And he just dips the house through a window like hqjehrhdbbd okay moving on.

▪︎They both punch their numbers into their phones and then call each other up and are like lol wtf 🧍‍♂️ and choose a place to meet up at school--probably behind the bleachers at the soccer field ya dig

▪︎They meet up and are like dude what's going on but they don't know and they don't know if they're gonna stay that way forever and Johnny starts panicking and Dallas has to calm him down

▪︎Now why can I imagine Johnny saying "how am I gonna shower now, I feel like I'm harassing you." Cuz I would say the same thing 

▪︎They try to work up a plan on how to handle it and just decide to get through the day and then meet up later and help each other like. Act like each other.

▪︎This is so long so ahqjehrhr. I'll do a part two soon whjebff

▪︎Sorry if this was nothing like what you wanted 😭

I AM EXCITED FOR THIS SHIT THO

[ridiasfangirlings]

Sarumi in a Boarding School AU? Haha honestly im not sure why but I like the idea of Fushimi and Yata being roommates who dont get along but, in classic romcom fashion, a series of coincidences and mishaps causes them to see each other in a new way. And of course the best part: the pining after they get through their differences, because their friends now but suddenly they want to be more aaaa yes the kind of quality trash im always thirsting for haha

Fushimi probably gets sent to boarding school so Kisa doesn't have to deal with him, like say this is right after Niki's death but since Fushimi doesn't have a Yata to move in with (yet ;D) he's stuck in the house alone. Kisa doesn't particularly want to have to deal with him so she decides the easiest thing is to send him to a decent boarding school where he'll be out of her hair. Yata meanwhile also gets sent to school maybe to like make some more room in the house but also hopefully to better his education, like Yata's stepdad works with someone who runs the school and offers to take Yata in as a student free of charge. Yata's kinda been struggling in normal school and the apartment his family lives in is pretty cramped so his stepdad figures this would be a good idea, Yata's not super into it because he assumes all boarding school kids are stuck up snobs but he also wants to take some of the burden off his parents so he agrees.

Yata gets to the school and is shown his room, he's all excited to meet his roommate and become bestest best friends. Unfortunately for Yata his roommate is Fushimi, who's probably annoyed that Kisa couldn't even splurge to get him his own room. The minute Yata walks in Fushimi's pretty much like 'don't talk to me,' focusing solely on his computer and his PDA and basically having no interest in making friends whatsoever. Yata's not so easily defeated though and he keeps trying to get Fushimi to open up, which makes Fushimi more annoyed and he starts snapping at Yata and probably calling him by his first name (which is right on the doorplate outside their room). Yata can't believe that a whole school full of kids and he gets the number one asshole as his roommate.

The two of them end up in a bunch of classes together, though maybe Fushimi has like extra classes afterward that are for the accelerated group and he keeps ditching them because Fushimi has no interest in schools or teachers. Yata on the other hand is struggling to keep up, no one really seems to have any interest in making sure he's getting the extra help he needs and he probably doesn't get along well with many of the other kids either, like most of the kids in this school are wealthy and learned all kinds of social etiquette and no one has any interest in loud, wild Yata. Yata doesn't even notice at first that Fushimi's being ostracized too though, like at first a lot of kids want to get close to Fushimi because everyone knows who his mom is but then when they see Fushimi's got no interest in anyone people start to leave him alone or try to bully him.

One day Yata forgets something after class and has to go back and get it, which is when he sees some of the other students picking on Fushimi. Yata thought these guys were Fushimi's friends and he's really confused, which is when maybe one of the kids starts taunting Fushimi about his dead dad. Fushimi immediately reacts violently to that (for reasons entirely opposite of what Yata assumes), like headbutting the guy who said it and that sets off a fight. Yata comes running in to the fray, deciding screw this he's going to help Fushimi even if Fushimi is a jerk (like at least Fushimi is an honest jerk instead of pretending to like people or acting fake-nice just to tease someone). The teachers eventually break the whole thing up and the other kids point fingers at Fushimi and Yata, Yata's like wait you guys started it but the teacher also assumes that Fushimi and Yata are troublemakers and they get detention together.

Yata's pissed at being put in detention for this, like he and Fushimi are left alone together in a room and told to write apology letters or something. Yata wonders out loud what he should write, like he's not sorry and those guys were out of line taunting Fushimi about his parents. Fushimi shrugs as he gets up, saying he doesn't care about his parents anyway and everyone here is worthless. As Yata watches Fushimi moves aside some books and starts to climb out this hidden window that he found a few days ago, Yata follows him and immediately thinks it's super cool that Fushimi found a way to sneak out of detention. At first Fushimi starts to tell Yata not to follow him but Yata's looking at him with shining eyes and finally Fushimi clicks his tongue and is like 'if you want to follow, come on.' The two of them spend the whole afternoon hanging out and dodging teachers before sneaking back into the detention room right before their time is up, afterward they go back to their room and Yata's just bubbling over with excitement and calling Fushimi amazing and Fushimi finds himself feeling suddenly lighter than he ever has before.

So now the two of them have become inseparable and they're probably total troublemakers, Fushimi getting Yata into all sorts of bad habits and Yata doesn't care because Saruhiko is the most amazing guy he's ever met. He knows though that the two of them are different and sometimes it makes him worried, like imagine they go home for summer holidays at one point and Yata thinks about how Fushimi's going back to some rich family while Yata's headed back to this crowded apartment. But then when they return to school Yata can tell that Fushimi's suddenly acting all distant and cold again, like something terrible happened when he was home and it makes Yata wonder what kind of life Fushimi has at home and is there a way Yata can protect him from everything. This then leads to the realization of how important Fushimi is to him and Yata starts becoming more and more aware of how physically close they are all the time. Fushimi meanwhile hates his family and wants nothing more than to stay with Yata but he also thinks that there's no way this can continue, like he knows Kisa can take him out of school at any time to use as like a pawn for his inheritance and such and he can't stand that idea, that he might have to leave and never see Yata again. Fushimi's also starting to feel emotions that he can't even recognize, like he has no idea what this warm feeling is in his cheeks every time Yata gets too close or why his gaze keeps lingering on Yata all the time when Yata's not looking and he's basically just got this huge crush and doesn’t know what to do with it.

[pacman-tattoo]

names [jeremy h. x reader]

uh. jeremy x reader because... i love him???? also i love soulmate aus like honestly if you send me anything soulmate au anything i’ll write it probs. also theres a jeremy x michael x reader thats im working on but im gonna go ahead and post this!

warnings: like... nothing really?? there’s like, a lil bit of swearing and that’s rly it.

            Jeremy Heere was a complete dork. Cute, sure, but a complete dork. He always sat across the cafeteria with this little group of friends, ever since the incident at the play occurred - which was something you hadn’t been there for in person, but you heard plenty from your classmates about whatever weird shit went down. But he was happy, so a small part of you was happy.

            You glanced down to to your untouched lunch before you, frowning and pushing it slightly forward as you went searching through your bag to find the math homework you hadn’t finished. You kept sneaking a glance back to Jeremy - who was laughing with Michael over something. Probably some stupid joke, judging by the look Christine shot them from across the table, before returning back to whatever conversation she was having with Jake and Rich. Then there was a soft chuckle from beside you.

            “Why don’t you just talk to him?” You glanced back to Dustin, your best friend who’d been quietly sitting, attention previously caught by whatever tumblr post he had just reblogged.

            You shrugged. “I dunno. He just... he always has Michael around him.”

            “Bullshit. C’mon, [y/n], he’s a Jeremy. There’s always a chance.”

            You absentmindedly touched the inside of your wrist. So maybe there was another reason Jeremy Heere distracted you, aside from the fact he was adorable. At a certain age, a name or multiple names will appear on a person’s body as a sort of... hint to who their soulmates are. When you turned twelve, the name JEREMY appeared on your left wrist in small lettering. By the time you were fifteen, you’d “dated” about two or three different “Jeremy”s in an attempt to find your soulmate - in the end, one was a creep, and the other two were generally pretty nice and didn’t really consider whatever you two did as a “date” almost immediately after learning your name, which was fine. Then your family moved, and you ended up here. Dustin had been your first friend who sat back and explained all the crazy shit that had happened over the year - Jake Dillinger’s house burning down, some weird shit at the play that was pretty fucked up, from what Dustin had told you.

            “You’re thinking about him, aren’t you?” You looked back to Dustin. “I have a couple sources telling me that Jeremy hasn’t gotten a name yet. If you wanna see, then maybe you could ask him out. Maybe it just needs to be... I dunno, set off or something.”

            “Dustin,” you groaned, “what if he does have a name, though?”

            “Only one way to find out.”

            “Dustin-”

            “If he doesn’t, then maybe you should take the chance? If he’s not your soulmate, then it’s cool - that doesn’t mean you two couldn’t date, y’know? Like, yeah, you’re not soulmates, but that doesn’t mean you can’t do anything. Hell, maybe you two would end up as pretty cute friends.”

            You let out a heavy breath, turning to him with a quiet voice, “you said you’d distract Michael?”

            Dustin let out a chuckle. “After seventh period. Don’t be late.”

           So maybe you asked Jeremy to the movies, and by some stroke of luck, he said yes after stammering and glancing back to where Michael would normally be standing before realizing his best friend wasn’t there to nudge him in the right direction. You gave him your number so you two could work out any details later before immediately escaping to your car in an attempt to find a place to even out your rapid heartbeat.

            Eventually, Saturday came and you picked him up at his house, greeting his father politely before Jeremy came barrelling out, speaking in a flurry of words about how he’ll be back later, don’t wait up for him, and then swiftly apologizing to you about the fact that oh my god you talked to his dad who probably said a couple weird things about him, well, at least he was wearing pants before immediately shutting up as he finally focused you.

          “You, uh... you look nice,” he said.

          You smiled, “thanks. You do too. I like your shirt.”

          He swiftly stole a glance at the shirt he was wearing, “APOCALYPSE OF THE DAMNED” written across it in bold lettering with some art from the game, “oh, uh, thanks! Michael got it for me back when the game came out,” he began, before climbing into your car and launching into a story about him and Michael staying up late playing the game.

          You had to admit, it was pretty adorable. He and Michael truly were best friends.

          You weren’t sure what you two ended up buying tickets for, only knowing it was some romcom that Jeremy joked about seeing up until you bought the tickets.

          He stood at the concessions stand next to you as a guy got your popcorn, and he happened to slightly sway into you, bumping his arm against your own, before finally speaking in a quiet voice, “y’know,” he began, “I... actually really want to see this movie.”

          “You like romcoms?”

          His face began to flush as he looked away, “yeah. Kinda”

          “That’s... really adorable.” His face grew redder at your words.

          Over an hour and a half later and you have Jeremy bawling softly next to you - even more-so than you were, honestly. But again, it was adorable because how many guys would actually cry at a movie instead of just playing it off? None that you’ve dated, that’s for sure. He grew quiet minutes after the credits ended, the lights coming up. You stood first, stretching and popping your joints. You two chatted about the movie for a few moments as you started to leave the theater, before Jeremy suddenly grew quieter.

          “That’s a cute watch,” he said as you two began to leave the lobby, “a couple of my friends say they’ve never seen you without it.”

          ... Has he been talking about you? “Yeah.” You toyed with the strap, “it, uh,” you trailed off. Finally, you inhaled deeply, “a friend of mine says you don’t have a name.”

          “... A name?”

          “Like... your soulmate.”

          He slowed beside you, “oh. That. Yeah, I... it... kinda appeared. Recently.”

          Oh shit. “Look, Jeremy, I’m sorry if I kind of forced you to come with me-”

          “No! No, it’s fine, I just- here, wait,” he said, shuffling the nearly empty popcorn bucket and his drink into one arm awkwardly, before pulling at his collar to reveal your name along his collarbone, “I just thought that maybe it was you?” The small smile he had began to falter before he let go of his collar, “just, forget it, sorry, I just thought that maybe it would be you and that maybe I’d meet my soulmate or something.”

          “Fuck, Jeremy-”

          “No, shit, I’m sorry, I kinda threw that on you-”

          “Just... shut up for a moment,” you said as you undid your watch, shoving it into your pocket before holding up your wrist. He studied it for mere moments before his eyes flickered back to your face, brows furrowed as he kept going from your face to your wrist in disbelief that his name is on your wrist like how your name is on his collarbone.

          “Wait-” He stuttered, “you’re my...?”

          “Maybe? I... think? I’m... not really sure.” Oh god it’s awkward.

          “Then... how about we get lunch one day?” He forced a small smile, “I mean, if you want to-”

          You only smiled. Maybe this wouldn’t be awkward. “I’d love to.”