#Malcom gallant

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-What the AHS Evans- -------wear in bed-------

Tate:

• shirt of his favourite band and a messy pair of sleeping pants, you can expect them to be all gross and worn out

• he never ever cared abt cleaning the clothes at least once a week so he basically wears the same sleeping clothes like 365 days a year

• thinks bc he's a ghost nobody would ever care

• when he isn't around you, you exchange the clothes and make sure he's having new sleeping clothes bc the smell really annoys you when you're in bed with him

• is actually thankful that you're exchanging his clothes ❤

Kit:

• sleeps in pyjamas during wintertime but prefers to sleep in speedos and a top in summer

• exchanges his clothes at least every week but during summer like every 2nd day (bc u both are a hot mess during the night 😏)

• he mostly keeps track on having new clothes but when his week was too stressful he might forget about it

• so you carefully put his new clothes on his bedside and he always comes around you and thanks you with a kiss on your cheek ❤

Kyle (frankenkyle):

• is wearing the cutest pj's on earth

• like the ones which make u look like a dinosaur or a tiger

• could wear pj's 24/7

• you always need to remind him that he can't go out in his dinosaur pyjamas

• is crying for 15 mins

• you convince him to get a new pyjama if he gets out of his current one just to go out in his normal clothes

• when you see Kyle yawning or sneezing in his dinosaur pyjamas it literally makes your heart melt in cuteness

Jimmy:

• likes shorts and a top in summer and a pyjama in winter

• when he's getting drunk he falls asleep in his actual clothes bc yea why not

• normal clothes = most comfortable clothes

James:

• darn expensive silk pyjamas

• but in summer he'd prefer something like boxers and a top

• exchanges his sleeping clothes like every 2nd day bc he's a hoe for tidiness

• doesn't need to care abt changing the old clothes himself at all, Ms. Evers takes care of it (as for everything else)

Rory:

• loves to sleep naked (and loves to walk around naked at home bc why not)

• in wintertime he's pretty okay by wearing a shirt and some long sleeping pants

Kai:

• he's basic af so just a shirt and shorts (in summer probably shirtless)

• never really exchanges the sleeping clothes unless winter is doing it (bc she's a good lil sissy)

• has to care abt more important shit than sleeping clothes

• does he even sleep at all???

• I guess not, too busy on taking world domination

Mr. Gallant:

• is never underdressed, not even while sleeping

• prefers to sleep in fancy pyjamas bc he thinks when he sleeps without anything on he feels gross

• wears nothing else than Gucci and Versace pyjamas

• goes shopping like every weekend to get some new ones (bc his nana has the cash 💸)

Austin:

• could never go without his silk robes and pyjamas

• has a favourite store in paris so when he's on vacation he gets TONS of new ones

•basically lives off this shit

•they are like his 2nd skin

• likes to brag and shows it to EVERYONE

• when he's got a new writing idea he runs downstairs so his long robe is hovering dramatically over the stairs (thinks it looks freakin cool while doing this)

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I did a whole thing about it, so enjoy suffering through my ranking and favorites.

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Changed the theme for spooky reasons and also because this photo of Mr Gallant 🙏

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real actors

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American Horror Story RP-Request

I am 23, no minors pls, only 18+.

Central Daylight Time.

Looking for a Michael Langdon.

I am semi literate to literate and above.

I prefer BxG and GxG but I am open to BxB

Do I write CxC? Only for doubles and if you could play a canon for my OC.

I have more oc’s if you prefer to play a different canon for me just lmk your character list and I’ll tell you about the different oc’s I have.

Double information below ↓

Hope Bianchi

Born December 21st, 2012

The Second Messiah

Love Interest: Michael Langdon or Mallory (preferably Michael)

Backstory: Hope’s mother was a nun named Margaret in Rome, Italy. She was only 24 years old when had a miraculous pregnancy. At first the people from her convent believed she broke her vows and slept with a man. The Doctors confirmed that Margaret was indeed still a virgin.

Once Hope was born she was raised in the church and they kept her miraculous birth a secret from her. The young child had gifts and eventually catches the attention of The Supreme Cordelia Goode and her coven of witches believing that she was one herself.

Hopes Grandmother, was a witch who attended Miss Robichaux’s Academy for Exceptional Young Ladies. So, it wasn’t too far off for them to believe that she was a witch herself. That is where she officially meets The Antichrist Michael Langdon. As a child she used to dream of a blonde boy named Michael. She was terrified to learn that he was real.

Who would I play in a double?

Male Characters

•Tate Langdon

•Kai Anderson

•Donovan

•Will Drake

•Malcom Gallant

•Harry Gardner

•James March

•Ben Harmon

•John Lowe

•John Henry Moore

•Tristan Duffy

•Kit Walker

Women Characters

•Mallory

•Cordelia Goode

•Violet Harmon

•Zoe Benson

•Misty Day

•Elizabeth (The Countess)

•Vivien Harmon

•Liz Taylor

•Sister Mary Eunice

•Moira O’Hara

•Montana Duke

•Madison Montgomery

•Nora Montgomery

•Queenie

•Myrtle Snow

•Wilhemina Veneble

•Winter Anderson

•Lana Winters

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The Unofficial Black History Book

The Eulogy of Malcolm X

This Eulogy was delivered by Ossie Davis at the funeral of Malcolm X, in the Faith Temple Church of God In Christ in Harlem, on February 27th, 1965.

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Here - at this final hour, in this quiet place - Harlem has come to bid farewell to one of its brightest hopes -extinguished now, and gone from us forever. For Harlem is where he worked and where he struggled and fought - his home of homes, where his heart was, and where his people are - and it is, therefore, most fitting that we meet once again - in Harlem - to share these last moments with him. For Harlem has never been gracious to those who have loved her, hove fought her, and have defended her honor even to the death.

It is not in the memory of man that is beleaguered, unfortunate, but nonetheless proud community has found a braver, more gallant young champion than this Afro-American who lies before us - unconquered still. I say the word again, as he would want me to : Afro-American Malcom, who was a master, was most meticulous in his use of words. Nobody knew better than he the power of words have over minds of men. Malcolm had stopped being a 'Negro' years ago. It had become too small, too puny, too weak a word for him. Malcolm was bigger than that. Malcolm had become an Afro-American and he wanted - so desperately - that we, that all his people, would become Afro-Americans too.

There are those who will consider it their duty, as friends of the Negro people, to tell us to revile him, to flee, even from the presence of his memory, to save ourselves by writing him out of the history of our turbulent times. Many will ask what Harlem finds to honor in this stormy, controversial and bold young captain - and we will smile. Many will say turn away - away from this man, for he is not a man but a demon, a monster, a subverter and an enemy of the black man - and we will smile. They will say that he is of hate - a fanatic, a racist - who can only bring evil to the cause for which you struggle! And we will answer and say to them : Did you ever talk to brother Malcolm? Did you ever touch him, or have him smile at you? Did you ever really listen to him? Did he ever do a mean thing? Was he ever himself associated with violence or any public disturbance? For if you did you would know him. And if you knew him you would know why we must honor him.

Malcolm was our manhood, our living, black manhood! This was his meaning to his people. And, in honoring him, we honor the best in ourselves. Last year, from Africa, he wrote these words to a friend: 'My journey', he says, 'is almost ended, and I have a much broader scope than when I started out, which I believe will add new life and dimension to our struggle for freedom and honor and dignity in the States. I am writing these things so that you will know for a fact the tremendous sympathy and support we have among the African States for our Human Rights struggle. The main thing is that we keep a United Front wherein our most valuable time and energy will not be wasted fighting each other.' However we may have differed with him - or with each other about him and his value as a man - let his going from us serve only to bring us together, now.

Consigning these mortal remains to earth, the common mother of all, secure in the knowledge that what we place in the ground is no more now a man - but a seed - which, after the winter of our discontent, will come forth again to meet us. And we will know him then for what he was and is - A Prince - our own black shining Prince! -

Who didn't hesitate to die, because he loved us so."

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Brush of the Lips

Requested by Anon: “Gallant takes Y/N out for a night on the town. Could you work prompt 4 from 50 kisses in there? "An accidental brush of lips following by a pause and going back for another, on purpose." Do you think you could make it a smut fic too?”

From this prompt list. X

Gallant x Male!Reader

Word Count: 2478

A/N: this was sent in and the person accidentally didnt do it on anon and wishes to remain secret so ima answer it like this:). also this turned into a whole ass fic (excuse the smut, i havent written smut in ages.)

The hot California air clung to Y/N like a skin tight suit. Which was mildly miserable considering he was already wearing a normal suit. One that his best friend had made him wear, because on first glance of his choice of clothes Gallant said- “I will not go out to a club with a drab, depressing accountant.” 

So with much fight, Y/N was now currently in one of Gallants more tame outfits. A simple maroon suit with black sequins accenting the lapel, all topped off with a floral shirt underneath. 

He had to admit that he looked pretty dashing in the suit. He was reaffirmed this by Gallant’s simple ‘wow’ upon seeing him. He even thought he saw a small blush creep up Gallant’s neck at the admission but he just blamed it on the summer heat.

Now here they were at one of the most popular clubs in LA. It was amazing how many people were waiting outside to get in. Not that they had to wait, because with one flick of his hand to the bodyguard, Gallant and Y/N were inside and bombarded by music and the smell of sweat.

Before Y/N could even fully process all the people and his surroundings- Gallant grabbed his hand and was pulling him toward the crowded bar. Upon arrival, they were mere inches from each other, before the blonde turned to the handsome bartender and ordered two Appletinis. 

“Gal, I don’t drink fruity drinks.” Y/N had to shout over the music so he could hear him. This made Gallant turn to him with a smirk.

“But darling, fruits are more fun.” 

Both men let out a laugh and soon received their green drinks. Before Y/N could even take a sip from the liquor, Gallant had once again, grabbed him and pulled him away. This time to talk with a group of strangers. They held themselves like celebrities but he didn’t really recognize them so he pegged them as just Gallant’s clients. 

Gallant bounced around the club, talked to many different groups of strangers as the pair progressively got more drunk- thanks to the nice waitress’ continuously bringing them different concoctions of alcohol. But through the whole endeavor Gallant never stopped touching Y/N. Be it an arm around the shoulder, hand on the small of his back or even straight up holding the others hand. Y/N wasn’t able to decipher if they were acts of affection or simply not wanting his friend to get lost. Either way, he savored every touch from the other man and hoped it wouldn’t end.

Finally Gallant pulled Y/N to a near by booth and took a seat with a huff. Unfortunately, there was only room enough for one. So like the drunken gentleman Y/N was, he stood next to the blonde and gently swayed while sipping his drink. 

“Wh-Why aren’t you sitting?” Gallant mumbled out through slurred words.

“Because there's other people here Gal.” Y/N giggled and pointed to the other guests at the booth. None of them seeming to notice the two friends. “I’m okay with standing.” 

Before Y/N’s intoxicated brain could understand what was happening, he was sitting on Gallant’s lap with the others arms wrapped tightly around his waist. It took him a second to realize the man had pulled him into his lap and he hadn’t fallen down.

“Gal, what are you-” 

Before Y/N could finish his sentence, he heard Gallant’s soft voice in his ear. 

“‘M sleepy.” 

“Let’s go home then.” Y/N tried to turn his head to look at him but was met with sweaty blonde hair. The sickly sweet scent of expensive shampoo and Gallant’s natural smell filled his nose. He couldn’t get enough of it.

He couldn’t savor the moment as much as he would have liked before he was on his feet again as fast as he’d been pulled down. 

“I fucking love this song!” 

Was all a drunken Gallant shouted before he was once again pulling Y/N somewhere. This time to the dance floor where all the other people in the club were amassed. 

His head spun from the lights and people dancing around him. It wasn’t unpleasant but he needed to hold onto something to keep from falling flat on his butt. The closest thing was Gallant. He grabbed him by the shoulders and was reciprocated with hands on his hips. 

“I thought you wanted to go home.” Y/N shouted, unaware of how close they really were. Their chests were inches apart like they had been at the bar. 

He couldn’t really focus on their proximity as he stared at the beautiful brown eyes that stared back. He was mesmerized, like he had been by Gallant countless times tonight. His focus shifted to Gallants pink lips as he opened them to say something. His words died in his throat when a random dancer bumped into the blonde, knocking him right into his friend.

Their bodies clashed but thank god Y/N kept them up right. He didn’t know how he didn’t drop, not just from the crash but from Gallant coming close enough to kiss him. Well actually they did briefly brush lips before Gallant steadied himself but didn’t move away. 

The kiss was replaying in Y/N’s head a thousand times already, even though it happened only moments ago. It was awkward and clumsy, barely even a kiss, but he felt his insides turn warm at the contact. He must have looked pretty stunned too by the way Gallant was smirking at him. 

He expected his friend to laugh or make fun of him but the last thing he expected was Gallant leaning in close and pressing their lips together again. 

It felt like a spark of electricity was exchanged between them in those few moments. Y/N couldn’t believe what was happening, he was to stunned to move until he felt the lips on his begin moving. He was quick to melt into the kiss, moving fluidly with Gallant like they had done this before, which technically wasn’t untrue. 

Before he could think, his body was moving for him. He moved his hand’s from  Gallants broad shoulders to his short platinum hair, threading it through his fingers and grasping it tight. 

Unfortunately, to Y/N’s dismay, the kiss came to an end as Gallant pulled back and leaned into his ear. 

“I think I wanna to go home now.” His hot breath fanned over Y/N’s neck and sent a shiver up his spine, one Gallant definitely took note of.

Y/N nodded and for the first time tonight, he was the one to grab Gallant’s hand and dragging him somewhere. He dragged him outside, which was a breath of fresh air compared to the crowded club. He couldn’t focus on that right now as he pulled the other man to a nearby taxi. 

“Where to?” The man behind the wheel asked.

Before Y/N could even mutter a word, Gallant was saying his address.

“Your house? Isn’t your grandma there?”

“She’s in Paris or Italy, I’m not sure, but she's not there to bother us.” Gallant finished his sentence by sliding a hand up Y/N’s thigh and inched closer to his crotch before stopping and pulling away completely. The other man let out a shameless whimper at the loss of contact.

The car ride couldn’t have been more then 10 minutes but it felt like an eternity with Gallants teasing touches. The only good thing about the drive was Y/N realizing he was sobering up exponentially, and it seemed Gallant was too.

They finally arrived to their destination and made their way to the mansion door quickly. Gallant fished the keys out his pocket and when he went to put them to the door, he felt his companion pushing against his back. He let out a shuddered breath as he felt Y/N’s hard cock between their clothes. It made his own cock ache for friction. Once he was able to focus again he pushed the key into the lock and swung the door open, quickly pulling Y/N inside and shutting it.

Gallant grabbed the other man and pushed him against the closest wall, before pushed his thigh right against Y/N’s cock and rubbed it at a rough pace.

“Such a needy boy, huh?” Gallants voice was gravely and low as he eyed the man below him.

“I could say the same thing about you.” Y/N huffed out a laugh before it was replaced with a loud moan as Gallant replaced his thigh with his skilled hand.

“Only bottoms are needy, darling-” He only paused to get closer to the writhing man, before speaking again. “-And it looks like that's you tonight.”

Y/N let out a heavy groan at the blondes words, each one more erotic then the last. He let his head fall back against the wall but was ripped away when Gallant grabbed his suit lapel and smashed their lips together. This kiss was more urgent and flustered then the last. Their need to feel each other growing.

Pretty soon, the maroon sports jacket was ripped off Y/N’s body and thrown to another part of the room. Then came Gallants lavender button up. Once his pale chest was revealed it was all over for Y/N. He pulled way from the kiss to focus his attention on the blondes skin. He was fixated on every bone and muscle in view. His neck was feverishly attacked by Gallant sucking and biting where ever he could reach, sure to leave marks.

His trance was broken by Gallant biting a certain spot on his neck. A moan ripped through him as his nails clawed down Gallants shoulders. He hadn’t meant to do it but god, he needed to do it more. As his rough nails made a trail down the others back, the man in question rutted his hips forward into nothing. 

“Do you like being marked Mr. Gallant?” Y/N teased between heavy breaths.

The man in turn, stopped his biting attack and lifted his head to look Y/N in the eyes. An absolutely feral look on his face and stuttered pants leaving his lips. It made Y/Ns teasing smirk drop and a flushed expression took over. 

“Only by you.” 

That was all the confirmation he needed before he ran his hands up Gallants chest gingerly, before roughly clawing them down to his belt. 

His chest quickly bloomed red splotches from arousal and nail marks. The sight alone almost made Y/N cum in his dress pants. From the sounds he was making, it looked like Gallant was about to cum without even being touched too.

Once his moans and delicious groans stopped, Gallant was quick to pull the other man to the big couch in the center of the living room. Pushing Y/N over the back so he was bent over in front of him. His clothed ass in view for only Gallant.

“I need you.” Was all he said before he started working on his own belt, dropping his pants quickly. 

Y/N in turn worked his own belt and pants off, along with his underwear. Now his bare ass was exposed to the cold air of the house. 

The man behind him let out a low moan and brought a hand over Y/N’s ass, gently cupping the smooth skin. Y/N shuddered at the skin on skin contact. It felt like his first time all over again, gentle and needy. 

He was pulled from his thoughts by Gallant roughly grabbing his shoulders and pulling him back against his chest. A soft hand crept up his side and up to his face as Gallant placed his digits on Y/N’s lips.

“Suck.” 

 Without another word Y/N opened his mouth and slipped the others fingers in. He sucked and lathered while committing the taste to memory. Before long Gallant pulled away and brought his newly wet fingers to Y/N’s ass. 

He made sure to go slow with the prep, not wanting to hurt his partner despite both their desire to be closer. Once Gallant finally felt he was ready, he pulled away completely.

“There should be a bottle of KY in the couch.” 

“What?” 

“I’m not going in dry-”

“Yeah I get that, but the couch?”

All Y/N was met with was a shrug from his partner. Letting out a small chuckle, he bent back over the couch and searched the cushions. Finally he pulled out a small bottle, that looked like it had never been used. He handed it back to Gallant and within an instant he felt him lined up at his hole.

Before he could react he felt Gallants cock slip in with ease. Thank god for prep because he was not small by any means. Once he was finally bottomed out, both men let out deep moans. 

The intensity of Gallant being inside Y/N was almost to much. Feeling every inch of his hard cock filling him to the brim. He tightened around the blonde without thinking and earned himself a hard thrust that took his breath away. Gallant took this as his sign to move and began thrusting at an unforgiving pace. 

Moans echoed through out the empty mansion, along with the sound of skin slapping on skin and the groans from the couch being fucked on. 

Before long Y/N felt his pleasure building. Building from Gallants ruthless cock, building from the strong arm across his chest holding him close, building from his own cock rubbing deliciously on the couch. 

“Gal I’m gonna-” 

Before Y/N could even finish his warning, Gallant was pulling him up from his bent over position. Bringing his back against his exposed chest and his mouth right next to Y/N’s ear. 

“Cum for me.”

Gallants command was all it took before Y/N shot his load onto the pristine couch in front of him. His high only accelerated by the feeling of Gallants hot cum shooting ropes inside him. Y/N’s legs would have given out if Gallant wasn’t still holding him up. 

Once the pair had calmed their ragged breaths Y/N began feeling soft kisses pepper his shoulder, causing a genuine smile to grace his face. He never wanted this moment to end. The feeling of Gallants hand gingerly rubbing his chest and his loving lips on his skin.

“Gal?”

The blonde only hummed out a response, too overwhelmed with bliss to be able to form a coherent response.

“I think I love you.”

Y/N’s words were quiet and he was afraid Gallant hadn’t heard him until he felt the other mans chest rumble with a chuckle.

“I think I love you too."

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random things i think the evans like/do!

anon only requested random hcs for a few of evan's characters, but I figured I might as well just do them all...so here you go :P

i was planning on including peter, luke, cooper and maybe even alex but i’m just so tired :( i’m sorry !!

warnings: slight nsfw on some? but not much, really.

woo here we go !

tate langdon

- tate likes elevators and escalators. i just know it.

- maybe its just the inner kid in him, but its definitely something he misses from the outside world

- he used to run up escalators and get told off by the staff of wherever he was

- every year when he can leave the house, he goes somewhere with an elevator

- the cortez

- he’d ask if you wanted to go with him one year

- and youre just like ???? what

- “you want our first outside date to be in a what-?”

- “an elevator! we can have a picnic whilst it goes up and down :D”

- and so your first date was in an elevator.

kit walker

- i feel like kit absolutely adores growing food and flowers in his garden

- weekend mornings full of you, him and his kids tending to the fruits and veggies <3

- he protects the strawberry plant WITH HIS LIFE

- ^^ because he knows his family loves them

- he’s watered all of the plants before you’ve even woken up

- he just wants to be a lil farmer boi >:(

- during his work breaks at the garage, he’ll be off buying seeds or reading about how certain flowers grow

- that way he can make his own bouquets for you!!

- your garden would be so colourful

- we’ve all seen kit in his dungarees - now just imagine that every saturday morning :,)

- watching you cook with the fruit and veg he made brings him so much pride and joy

(franken) kyle spencer

- kyle kitten licks his drinks.

- that’s just scientifically proven; by me.

- he drinks like a kitten

- juice? milk? water? he kitten licks it.

- he gets sad when the drink starts going beyond the point where he can lick it

- so he’ll either top it up or throw it away

- this boy does not enjoy drinking like a normal person

- he’d probably try drinking from bowls so he could have a whole glasses worth

- you would constantly be taking them away from him ^

- he may get a lil sad and angry if you try making him drink properly

- poor baby just wants to enjoy his juice how he pleases :(

jimmy darling

- ok don’t judge me, but i’m kinda basing this off of a dream i had last night where i went swimming with jimmy…

- in my humble opinion, jimmy would adore swimming.

- from the moment his mother put him in a bathtub for the first time, he’s been splashing around in whatever water he could find

- he had to teach himself how to swim, but he’d master it pretty quickly

- swimming would make him feel a bit more ‘normal’, as he didn’t need regular hands to be good at it

- when he found out that the circus was moving next to a lake, he’d be ECSTATIC

- late night swims with jimmy <3

- it would just be regular swimming at first

- you’d be splashing each other and laughing under the moonlight

- and then jimmy would sneakily undo your bikini

- so ‘regular swimming’ quickly became skinny dipping

- and skinny dipping would become a regular thing

james patrick march

- he LOVES dancing.

- he’ll never admit it to anyone

- his mother probably taught him all of the dances he knows, which is why he cherishes the art so much

- his favourite part about weddings is getting to dance because they’re so romantic, and he loves that

- you’d ask him if you could teach him to dance, and he’d only accept to spend more time with you

- if you ever taught him something wrong, he’d subtly correct himself because he doesn’t want you to know that he can actually dance

- but one day he’d slip up and just start GROOVIN’

- and from then on, you’d always dance together :)

- he had the roof made to be accessible just so that he could dance in the rain with you

rory monahan

- i think rory is a liar >:(

- his hair is not naturally red, nono.

- when he was younger, it was, but it started to fade to brown

- he saw how having red hair made him stand out from others, and he wanted to keep it that way

- he definitely bugged his mother for WEEKS to let him dye it red

- and since the day in which she said yes, he’s been an unnatural redhead

- you’d find out by seeing him dying his own hair one day

- you didn’t realise he was dying it red at first, so you’d ask him why he was dying over his hair that he loved

- and then he’d be forced to admit his scandals

- you wouldn’t be that surprised, it's no wonder he wanted to keep his hair red

kai anderson

- our dear, beloved, kai anderson - loves bubble baths.

- hear me out, i know he’s musty and greasy, but we all know he at least showers

- so i think he’d bathe more often

- he would just like the relaxing scents of the bath soap and the warm water

- a man under his stress needs a stress reliever

- he would adore bathing with you

- he’d probably help you to wash yourself, and you’d do the same for him

- he’s definitely the type of guy to moan as you wash his hair (he needs it)

malcolm gallant

- don’t question why, but to me, he gives off really big ‘listening to justin bieber is my guilty pleasure’ vibes

- but that’s not what this headcanon is about, don’t worry

- i feel like he has a wardrobe like cher’s one in clueless.

- we all know he’s big into his fashion, and he needs space for his clothes

- so he definitely would’ve paid thousands of dollars for a bad-ass wardrobe

- he’d probably talk to you for hours about which outfits would fit best with which hairstyle

- and you’d be able to actually listen because that man has such a captivating voice

- anyways, cher wardrobe.

- that’s it.

jeff pfister

- he only eats sandwiches if they’re made by his mother.

- she probably makes him lunch every day for work

- he has to have the crusts off and the sandwiches cut into triangles

- also, i strongly believe he only likes brown bread, this mf does not give off ‘i like white bread’ vibes.

- if you try making him a sandwich, he can and will throw it away

- he’s a mommy’s boi what can i say. in more ways than one

colin zabel my beloved

- i feel like he absolutely hates sleeping in a bed on his own

- he likes the warmth that other people bring, but then he’d sleep with the covers hardly on him to still get the natural cold

- if he has to sleep alone, it’ll be the worst sleep of his life

- so when he has you to sleep in a bed with, he’s just :D

- if you didn’t live with him, you might as well have

- he’d convince you to stay the night EVERY NIGHT

- and the only times you’d be at your own house was work-related or to clean

- if you ever aren’t with him, you’d probably sleep on call together

- poor detective just doesn’t wanna be alone :(

- he’s great to sleep in a bed with, though <3

thank you for reading :P i love you !

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tate langdon kit walker kyle spencer jimmy darling james patrick march rory monahan kai anderson austin sommers malcom gallant

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