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I like edgy boy.

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Found (Ryan Follese)
word count: 1066 requested by: @forever-stuck-in--neverland pronouns: she/her warnings: none fandom: hot chelle rae au type: soulmate summary: anything your soulmate writes on their skin shows up on your own -- lucky for ryan, you didn’t have paper available to write down your next appointment inspired by: @princess-tuna (x) authors notes: my boi’s birthday is today and she wanted a lil blurb so this is what i came up with!!!!! other parts: none
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"Thank you so much!" you told the person on the other end of your phone call before hanging up. You then grabbed the pen from the spiral of your notebook to scribble the time and place for your job interview later that day on the back of your hand before rushing to your next class, not wanting to be late.
It was the chance of a lifetime to receive a call back from your dream job, not to mention it was coming at just the right time.
You were in your last semester of college and, just like every other senior you knew, you were unsure of where your life was going from there. You knew you wanted a job that went with your degree – you just didn't know if anyone would be willing to hire someone who was still a student. So when you found out the only place in the city you really wanted to work for was hiring, you jumped at the chance to apply. And it was probably the idea that you could actually work for them what made your callback even more nerve-racking.
But it was definitely a nice break from thinking about if you'd ever find your soulmate.
Rookie of the Year (Ryan Follese)
word count: 2233 requested by: none pronouns: she/her warnings: car accident fandom: hot chelle rae au type: nascar driver summary: ryan never really liked you, but that doesn’t mean you’d let him burn to death in his racecar inspired by: the ending of Disney’s “Cars” (x) authors notes: is racing anything like this??? probably not. but this is my story and i can do what i want other parts: none
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A three-way race for the Sprint Cup wasn’t exactly the situation you thought you’d find yourself in when you became a NASCAR driver.
You were in it for the thrill, mostly – you’d grown up watching NASCAR with your dad, going to the Daytona 500 every year with him, your uncles, and your cousins. People would watch you in the crowds as your 8-year-old self would cheer on Danica Patrick, shouting in detest at anyone who got in her way.
You always insisted you’d be just like her someday – a racing legend who gave the men a run for their money. People would always attribute it to your wild imagination, none of them ever actually expecting you to make it to the big leagues.
But you did. And those years of hard work, practice, and sheer determination landed you a spot in the 2017 Daytona 500.
Attached (Ryan Follese) - Part 2
word count: 3066 requested by: none pronouns: she/her warnings: none fandom: hot chelle rae au type: buzzfeed, childhood friends summary: ryan reconnects with his childhood crush, surprised to discover that she liked him too inspired by: BuzzFeed’s “People Video Chat Their First Crushes” (x) authors notes: none other parts: one / two
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One month later
To everyone who passed Ryan as he stood against his car in the airport’s pick-up zone, he looked like any other person waiting for someone to arrive. But on the inside, he was anything but calm.
You called him in a slight panic just before you boarded your flight to LA, telling him that your ride just texted you and told you they couldn’t make it. He, of course, immediately told you he’d be there, chuckling lightly when he heard your relieved sigh on the other end. This didn’t stop you from making sure he was okay with it though. He promised you that he was, having you text him what time you landed and that he'd be outside waiting for you.
He pulled up to the airport 20 minutes early, wanting to make sure to get a spot close to the doors so you wouldn’t have to search for him. Honestly, he felt like he was going to throw up, knowing he was only minutes away from seeing his childhood best friend for the first time in 20 years.
The moment you stepped through the door, he lost his breath. Sure, you looked beautiful when you were Skyping with him during the BuzzFeed shoot, but something about the way you looked right now – dressed in sweats, hair in a messy bun, and no makeup on – had him speechless. If his crush on you hadn’t already resurfaced during the Skype call, it definitely would have seeing you now.
What I Like About You (Ryan Follese)
word count: 2335 requested by: none pronouns: she/her warnings: none fandom: hot chelle rae au type: nerd, high school summary: you finally work up the nerve to ask your crush to the dance -- too bad he already has a date inspired by: none authors notes: i was gonna post an ashton thing today but i finished this and since my boi @fandoms-stuff's birthday was yesterday, i thought i'd bump this up to today and save ashton for sunday other parts: none
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"R-Ryan," you said, nervously approaching the boy at his locker.
He turned to look at you, his eyes widening upon realizing it was you speaking to him. He didn't say anything though, so you had to just be brave and do what you came over here to do.
"Do you... I mean..." you cleared your throat, "Will you...go to homecoming with me...?" He was still silent, but when he finally opened his mouth to speak, you heard the last thing you wanted to hear.
"I-I already have a date, I'm sorry," he whispered. Your heart dropped and your face fell, but you did your best to fake a smile, not wanting him to see how disappointed you were.
"Oh, okay," you barely nodded, "Sorry for bothering you."
"You're not bo-"
Ryan cut himself off when you quickly turned around and rushed away, leaving him alone at his locker once again. His eyes followed you down the hallway, waiting until you were out of sight before he sighed and went back to getting his books.
Whenever Ryan saw you throughout the rest of the day – and in the days leading up to the dance – you would never be looking at him. Before, he would always catch you glancing at him during class, but now, you hadn’t so much as looked at him out of the corner of your eye.
As far as Ryan knew, you didn’t like him. Well, maybe you liked him, but he never thought you liked him in the boyfriend-girlfriend sense. But when you nervously asked him to go to the homecoming dance with him, he started second-guessing himself. Because why would you have asked him to the dance if you didn’t like him?

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Attached (Ryan Follese) - Part 1
word count: 1125 requested by: none pronouns: she/her warnings: none fandom: hot chelle rae au type: buzzfeed, childhood friends summary: ryan reconnects with his childhood crush, surprised to discover that she liked him too inspired by: BuzzFeed’s “People Video Chat Their First Crushes” (x) authors notes: none other parts: one / two
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Ryan walked into work at the BuzzFeed office that morning with a nervous ache in his chest. He was scheduled for a video shoot after lunch in which the topic made him more anxious than he’d ever felt in his entire life.
It seemed like the morning drug on and on before lunch finally came around. Ryan ate as quickly as he could without making himself sick before throwing away his trash and heading to set. The moment he got there, his friend greeted him with her usual cheerfulness.
“Ryan!” Kayla beamed, “We were just waiting for you! Come on!”
She led him to the table and had him sit down, letting Mandy, who was the camera person for this video shoot, make sure he was perfectly in frame and in focus before she gave everyone the go-ahead.
“Okay, Ryan,” Kayla chirped, “Just start off by saying what the video is.” Ryan nodded, cleared his throat, and looked into the camera.
“I’m about to Skype the girl I had a crush on in elementary school,” Ryan smiled, starting the video off.