Are There Any Engineering Students On Tumblr?

Are there any engineering students on tumblr?

DAY 15

GIVE IT UP FOR DAY 15

Hi! Number 13 with Two-Bit please? Cute/fluffy?

Thank you for your request! Enjoy! :)

  Abominable Dallas

Warnings: None

Prompt thing- “I think we should run right about now.”

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  You heard the sound of a Whip-Cream can spraying. You looked up from you book from your spot on the Curtis’ couch. The hell was happening?

  You closed and tossed your book onto the couch before getting up. Someone was outside the house with whipped cream and you were determined to figure out who. The first person who came to your mind was Two-Bit, your boyfriend. What would he be doing with a can of whipped cream?

  “Two?” You asked as you hopped down the steps to the back-yard. Sure enough, it was him. He had a big ass bucket that had whipped cream up to the rim. Green, blue, yellow, red, and purple food-coloring lined the porch rails. Two-Bit flashed you a grin as Sodapop turned the corner. You’d known Soda and Two-Bit long enough to know what was happening.

  “I’m in, as long as this isn’t for me.” You said. Soda’s lips formed a grin almost as broad as Two-Bit. Two’s eyes were dancing and they looked giddy.

  “It’s not for you. It’s for the next person who shows up!” Soda let out a barking laugh and popped open one of the food-coloring container lids. “Hopefully.”

  “What’d ya say? You in?” Two-Bit asked and pulled you closer to him. You grinned just as broad as they were and pecked him on the lips.

  “‘Course,” You replied. Soda tossed you a bottle of food-coloring and you three began mixing the colors together in the whipped-cream. You stuck your hand in the bucket to see what happened and laughed. They had other foods in there too. You saw a couple hot-dogs, some bologna, a few rotten fruits, and a really nasty looking substance that seemed to be curdled milk. You pulled your hand out of there after that.

  “Why is there meat in there?” You asked. Two-Bit pointed at the wrappers and containers that poked out of the top of the garbage can.

  “It went bad and we figured it had… more purposes than just throwing out,” Two-Bit grinned wider, if possible, and picked up the bucket. There was a ladder on the side of the house and Soda climbed it. Two-Bit sent the bucket up after Soda and they placed it over the door of the house. Two-Bit stuck his hand out and pulled you up onto the roof.

  You three were laying on the roof with the bucket poised threateningly. Surprisingly, it wasn’t a noticeable thing on the roof. The ladder was though, so you knocked it over. It landed with a clang, but nobody in the neighbor-hood came out to investigate.

  Soda, Two-Bit, and you were all quiet while lying flat on the roof when someone came walking up to the door. You figured it was probably Steve or Ponyboy. You made eye-contact with the others and heard the unmistakable sound of the doorknob to the being touched. Adrenaline nipped at your insides and you three quickly tipped the bucket over. The contents sloshed out and landed on the person, or persons, below.

  You three rose up to see who you’d hit with the bucket of mistakes and gritted your teeth when you saw. Dallas Winston was below in his favorite leather jacket. He even had a lit cigarette between his lips. Well, he did.

  “Hey, Dal…” You managed to speak between suppressed fists of laughter. Dallas, who was staring at the doorknob with dangerously blazing eyes, clenched his jaw. Two-Bit chuckled lightly.

  Dally’s cursing could be heard loudly, but he was still staring at the screen-door.

  “I think we should run right about now.” He offered bleakly. You and Soda nodded as the three of you hopped of the Curtis house’s roof.

  Dally was processing what had just happened and, quickly, became mobile. You three tore out of the yard with lightning speed. You and Two-Bit’s laughter echoed around the neighbor-hood. You passed a confused looking Ponyboy, Johnny, and Steve on the way down the street. They caught sight of a furious, whipped-cream covered, hot-dog and bologna sprinkled, Dallas Winston, and they began to run, too.

  Two-Bit’s hand wrapped around yours as you and the gang ran from the abominable Dally. It was going to be a good day.

Great start to 2020 when WW III is around the corner. Totally going to be a good year. 🤣🤣🤣

Anyone

Can anyone please please write a Sweet Pea x Male reader fic? I’ve read like all of them on tumblr. I do not care what it’s about, it can be about anything. Someone just please write one.

I know you've said that you don't celebrate christmas, so I wanted to wish you a happy NHL break !! -mcmo anon

Happy break to you as well! (Though I can’t wait for the break to be over because I see the Isles play the Hawks on the 27th and I get to see my boys!!! xx