LOCKER BOY

five word starter sentences! feel free to change the pronouns/tenses/etc. as you like! content warnings: conflict, swearing

❝  how long before it’s over? ❞

❝  is there any other way?❞

❝  i wish tomorrow could wait. ❞

❝  that’s a problem for tomorrow. ❞

❝  where did you get that? ❞

❝ hey! can we go now? ❞

❝ that’s it. are you ready? ❞

❝ i don’t think i’m ready. ❞

❝ i can’t do this alone! ❞

❝ will it ever get better? ❞

❝ we will make it through. ❞

❝ wait. can we stop here? ❞

❝ nope. still don’t see it. ❞

❝ why? do we have to? ❞

❝ can you hold this please? ❞

❝ will you let me go?! ❞

❝ wait. let’s talk about this. ❞

❝ how many have you hurt? ❞

❝ when will you realise it?! ❞

❝ fuck this. i’m leaving now. ❞

❝ you now what? fuck off! ❞

❝ god(s), you’re such an ass. ❞

❝ why are you so annoying? ❞

❝ how did you fall so far? ❞

send 🍯 for a food headcanon

send🥛for a drink headcanon

send 🐢 for a mental health headcanon

send 🦄 for a physical health headcanon

send ⌛for a sleep headcanon

send 💕 for a love headcanon

send 💣 for a stress headcanon

send 😵 for a sickness headcanon

send 🤲 for a religious headcanon

send 🏡 for a home headcanon

send 🍬 for a family headcanon

send 💼 for a work headcanon

send ⛈️ for a sadness headcanon

send 😡 for an anger headcanon

send 💩 for a ridiculous headcanon

Dwight cast him a brief sidelong glance, his eyebrows raising a bit- he wasn’t sure why he was surprised at the candid manner David spoke about his vices, but he would be a hypocrite to judge, even if he wanted to- which he didn’t. After all, he had his own bad habits.

A passing curiosity prompted him to wonder what sort of things kept David awake back then- but he wisely said nothing about it. That was a little too heavy a personal question to burden him with, especially right now, and it was really none of his business besides.

“Never used to happen to me so much- not before.. You know. All of this.” One of his hands crept up to rub the side of his own neck.

“But I gotta admit, a drink or two—“ Or ten. —“would be pretty nice out here.. Though- it’s probably for the best that we can’t. Drinking in the woods isn’t a great idea. It’s uh.. Kind of how I got myself up shit creek in the first place.”

                  king gives him a bit of a look at that – the mention that dwight got shit faced in the woods and ended up in the fog.   ❛ well,  for the record, ‘ve gotten drunk dozen of times in the woods an’ ain’t never ‘ad somethin’ happen t’me. ❜   well,  him being here was sort of proof that the statement didn’t hold up.  he can’t even remember if what he said was true, normally he gets fucked up enough that he doesn’t have to remember what happens next.  

He shifted uncomfortably, avoiding David’s gaze. “I’m not big on camping, but I never got invitations to things like that so like- I figured I should just do it, right? So we got out there and things were going fine until someone started passing a bottle around. I knew it was a bad idea. I knew it was a bad idea.”

A thin smile crept onto his face and he lifted a hand to rub his face, huffing a cheerless laugh. “Everyone was having fun, I just didn’t want to spoil the mood. I had one sip and- I guess that’s all it took. Didn’t matter anyway, they were all gone when I woke up.”

67 starters feel free to change gender pronouns content warning: cussing, sexual themes, violence

“Oh my god… You’re not asking me to prom, are you?”

“There’s not a nice way to put it. You’re a fucking nerd.”

“You’re good at this, huh?”

“Hey, you want to be friends?”

“Get ready for a lifetime of being badass motherfuckers.”

“You want me to beat your dick off?”

“Don’t run from me! You’re making it worse for yourself!”

“I’m not playing anymore! I’m so not kidding!”

“You got the right to… suck my dick, motherfucker!”

“This place is weird…”

“Keep that dirty dick in your pants.”

“They put this on the internet for everybody to see?”

“_____, I just really don’t want to fuck this up.”

“This house is adorable.”

“Oh my god, _____, did you do all this yourself? This is unbelievable!”

“Just shut up.”

“I think I shit my pants.”

“What the fuck are those things?”

“I’m so confused right now.”

“You don’t care about the environment? That’s kind of fucked up, man.”

“Oh my god. Relax, dude. Who cares?”

“Chemistry’s the one with the shapes and shit, right?”

“I was just busting your balls.”

“Wow. You’re fast. Not… like that. Just… let me check you out. I mean—”

“Okay, I’m not asking. Take it now or get the fuck out.”

“I don’t like that. Put your tongue back in your mouth.”

“Organized sports are so fascist. That shit makes me sick.”

“It’s backwards and unnatural, and it’s gotta be stopped.”

“Fuck you, man. I don’t need to tell you.”

“You saying we should throw a party?”

[phone call] “It’s so weird that you’re calling me. I pretty much text except for when a random old relative calls.”

“Wow. You’re a sharer. I dig that.”

“Where is _____, man? He said he’d be here.”

“Yo, this is butt. There’s, like, no hot dudes here.”

“Are you drunk? Have you even been drunk before?”

“Did you see that shit?! That was crazy!”

“Oh, shit… When did I get stabbed? That’s awesome!”

“Dude, I don’t know if that was a good idea.”

“I’m sorry, what are you getting mad at me for?”

“Shut your fucking mouth, you understand me? Shh!”

“I will straight-up punch you in the face if you do not shut up.”

“You’re so lucky your parents don’t give a shit about you.”

“Wow, that’s a bigger hug than I was expecting.”

“I just want to make sure that you and _____ are going to be careful with whatever it is you’re getting involved in.”

“Is that a code for sex?”

“I’m so happy that I met you.”

“God, just let me do my thing. I know what I’m doing.”

“Seriously, if you do that again, I’m gonna Whack-A-Mole you in the balls.”

“Get the fuck out of the car!”

“What’s wrong with you?! Run!”

“That’s right. Go to sleep, bitch.”

“You just got head-butted, motherfucker!”

“Are you fucking serious right now?!”

“What are you doing? Have you completely lost your mind?”

“You’re embarrassing me.”

“Worst best friend ever!”

“I don’t want to talk to you ever again.”

“Have some fairy dust, motherfucker!”

“You’re supposed to be my friend!”

“I would’ve taken a bullet for you.”

“I’m lost without you.”

“How do you ever expect to make any new friends with that attitude?”

“The only approval that I ever needed was my best friend’s.”

“You think I’m hot?”

“You’re a goddamn rock star.”

“I think you should be mad at more guys, because you deserve a guy who’s good and who doesn’t lie to you. You shouldn’t settle for less than that.”

The mild surprise that briefly made its way onto his face suggested that he really didn’t expect for David to agree. But he nodded his appreciation, mumbling a grateful “.. Thanks.”

Settling down was a little easier in theory than in practice though- he ended up lying stiffly on his back, his hands folded on his belly, thumbs gently fidgeting with the hem of his thin, nearly threadbare T shirt as he stared at the ceiling. It was only when David spoke that he looked over.

“I uh..” He paused for a moment. “I dunno. Just feeling nervous, I guess. Sometimes I just get thinking about things- and when it’s just me, alone with my stupid head it’s..”

He sighed, looking back up at the ceiling. “It’s hard to stop.”

                    that was something david was fimilar with. the thoughts that raced in his mind when he was left alone in wait for the next trials. it was nice, even just for this past minute or so – having someone else here with him. davids lay on his back as well, looking over at dwight as he spoke, giving him a bit of a sympathetic smile.  or,  as sympathetic as he could,  at least. 

A passing curiosity prompted him to wonder what sort of things kept David awake back then- but he wisely said nothing about it. That was a little too heavy a personal question to burden him with, especially right now, and it was really none of his business besides.

“Never used to happen to me so much- not before.. You know. All of this.” One of his hands crept up to rub the side of his own neck.

MIDNIGHT. WATCH.

       →  WORDS .

❛  i’m  sorry ,  you  don’t  enjoy  being  teased ? .  ❜ ❛  you  know  what  i’m  waiting  for .  ❜ ❛  keep  your  hands  where  they  are .  ❜ ❛  i want you to ride  [ me / my fingers ] .  ❜ ❛  you  make  the  prettiest  sounds .  ❜ ❛  say  please .  ❜ ❛  i  want  to  make  this  last .  ❜ ❛  look  at  me .  ❜ ❛  i’m  yours ,  only  yours -  ❜ ❛  yeah ,  just like that -  ❜ ❛  i’ve  barely  even  started .  ❜ ❛  i  need  you .  ❜ ❛  god ,  shut  up  and  fuck  me  already !  ❜ ❛  god ,  yes ,  [ name ] ,  don’t  stop .  ❜ ❛  you  have  no  idea  how  long  i’ve  wanted  to  do  this .  ❜ ❛  who  gets  to  touch  you  like  this ?  ❜ ❛  come  for  me .  ❜ ❛  ah ,  ah -  don’t  touch .  ❜ ❛  brace  your  hands  on  the  wall .  ❜ ❛  could  you  come  like  this ?  ❜ ❛  please ,  let  me  come -  ❜ ❛  god ,  you’re  beautiful -  ❜ ❛  i’ve  been  waiting  for  this  all  night .  ❜ ❛  you’re  such  a  tease .  ❜ ❛  take  these  off .  ❜ ❛  i  want  to  feel  your  [ mouth / fingers ] .  ❜ ❛  do  you  have  any  idea  how  good  you  taste ?  ❜ ❛  tell  me  what  you  want .  ❜ ❛  we  shouldn’t -  ah ,  we shouldn’t be doing this .  ❜ ❛  faster ,  [ name ] ,  i  need  more .  ❜ ❛  is  this  good ?  ❜ ❛  keep  your  eyes  open .  ❜ ❛  i  can’t  wait  to  find  out  what  else  you  can  do .  ❜ ❛  you  don’t  have  to  be  so  gentle .  ❜ ❛  i  want  to  hear  you  beg .  ❜ ❛  can  i  take  this  off ?  ❜ ❛  please ,  please ,  please -  ❜ ❛  you’re  doing  so  well  for  me .  ❜ ❛  please  touch  me .  ❜ ❛  keep  reading ,  i  want  to  see  how  long  you  last .  ❜ ❛  i’ll  buy  you  another  one .  ❜ ❛  say  my  name .  louder .  ❜ ❛  i  can’t  wait  any  longer .  ❜ ❛  you  feel  so  good .  ❜ ❛  you’re  going  to  leave  a  mark -  ❜ ❛  touch  yourself  for  me .  ❜ ❛  do  you  deserve  it ?   ❜ ❛  did  i  say  you  could  come ?  ❜ ❛  i’m  so  close -  ❜ ❛  they’re  going  to  catch  us -  ❜ ❛  i  want  you  right  here .  ❜ ❛  we  have  to  be  quiet .  ❜

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