#i always find it adorable when he wears bracelets i don't know why

[andy-clutterbuck]

TWD Euro Tour: Portugal | 2017

[demaparbat-hp]

Hiya!! 👋🏼😄 How's it going? Your fashion taste for Zuko in a Modern AU seems to be artsy, or maybe "formal" is the word. That shirt he wore when he gave Sokka romantic song advice looked Versace🧐. Anyway, I was wondering how you came up with it, he always struck me more as the type that didn´t care much about fashion, so I'm curious about other´s opinions and heacanons about it. And do you have any other fashion headcanons for the rest of the GAang? Also, their music tastes. How did you come up with them? Especially Katara's! 😍

Hello! As it happens, I have a lot of Thoughts and Feelings™ about this, so I'm leaving these over here, and the rest of my ramblings down below the cut!

Let us begin with the Gaang, shall we?

SUKI always struck me as that Pretty Girl from the Gym. She is so incredibly fit it isn't even funny. She could kick anyone's ass, and we'd all thank her. She has this casual gym style that somehow always looks glorious on her, as it should! Comfy yet fashionable clothes for a nice workout or a day in town.

Her music tastes are basically any and all power songs from the eighties and nineties. (Eye of the Tiger, anyone?) She also enjoys metal via Toph, and bands like BSB, NSYNC, or Boyz II Men with Katara. My girl has a very eclectic Playlist and we all love her for it.

SOKKA is That Guy™. Loose T-shirts and shorts everywhere he goes, no matter the weather. He's stupidly into fashion but it doesn't show! At all! And everyone teases him about it. His closet is about 90% Cactus Juice merchandise, hence the "it's the quenchiest!" shirt.

His fashion and music tastes are pretty much the same. He loves poetry but isn't really into lyrics. He'll misinterpret just about anything you place in front of him. His Playlist is mostly vibes and tiktok songs he kind of enjoys. He isn't really into music...at least not as much as his sister.

AANG owns exactly one hoodie, one pair of shorts, and one beanie (THE beanie). Oh, and the crocs—don't forget the crocs. Somehow, he's always wearing the exact same outfit. Every. Single. Day. Ancient Gaang lore suggests that the day Aang goes out without his beanie, it's the end of the world.

His Playlist is the poppiest, most bizarre thing ever. Every single song is Happy by Pharrell Williams levels of happy. Yet sometimes, among the bouncy dance-to songs, you'll find the strangest of things... (He does know what Good Day by Twenty One Pilots is about. That's the reason he likes it so much, actually. And it's so weird.)

KATARA is all about sundresses and loose pants. The epitome of comfortable loveliness. Light fabrics in blue shades, careful embroidery, delicate shoes, and little to no accessories—hers is a simple, yet quite adorable, style. She just needs to add more colors to her usual palette...

She is, first and foremost, a Florence + The Machine girl. It's the Dark Goddess of the Sea vibes, to be honest. Florence Welch is her idol and yes, she will fight you about lyrics interpretation, and win. It may not seem like it, but her music tastes are also very varied.

She draws a little from each member of the Gaang, so you'll hear her humming along to Gorillaz (where did you even find out about them, Aang?), The Weeknd (I...don't think this song means what you think it means, Sokka...), and Hozier (Zuko why did you dedicate Talk to me, Zuko WHAT DID YOU MEAN BY THAT).

TOPH...ah, lovely girl. I'll summarise everything about Toph’s fashion sense in two words: comfort and rebellion. Stuffy dresses forced on her by billionaire parents? No thank you! Give her tank tops with loose shirts and short pants. Bandaids shared with Aang, bracelets from Katara, and even piercings she got in tandem with Sokka. Shoes? What even is that?

Something I love about this fandom is our collective agreement that Toph is into the dirtiest, heaviest, most ear-splitting and soul-crushing death metal of all times. Her Playlist is full of the most obscure names to ever exist, and she can and will blast through your walls with the sheer volume of her speaker.

Zuko. ZUKO.

Even in a modern AU my boy must suffer. That being said, I envision Tales from the Couch as—well, exactly what it is: an ATLA modern AU. While there is not a war to fight, and a lot of plot lines are discarded or expanded upon, much about the core story remains the same.

This is my way of saying that Zuko still goes trough his redemption arc, and it reflects on his fashion choices.

The way you described it works perfectly because of one single reason: in this AU, Zuko is an artist. He had to suppress his love for writing and drawing because of his background and the expectations Ozai had for him (taking over the family company), and a very large part of his redemption arc directly affects his relationship with art.

In the Couch equivalent of S1, Zuko has fallen out of Ozai's graces, and is desperate to protect his place in the company and the Kasai household. He's pretending to be someone he isn't and trying to live up to his Father's image of a perfect heir while still being somewhat cut-off financially, and it shows.

He's all about imposing long coats and a semi-formal style, imitating what he knows Azula and Father would respect. He's striking and sharp and dark. But no matter how he dresses or carries himself (that air of cold superiority and arrogance)—it won't help him when he needs it the most.

In S2, Zuko has hit his lowest point. He's officially disinherited and tossed away by his father, and would be out in the streets if it wasn't for Uncle Iroh. He goes from sharp, high-tailored outfits to old second-hand clothes that hang loosely on his frame. He starts smoking and cuts his hair off, forgoing the undercut for the first time in years.

But then...Father accepts him back. When Zuko returns home, it's with respect to his name and a very high position in his father's company. He's finally the perfect Kasai heir, dressed in overly expensive suits and finery, even at home... But Father forbids him from wearing Lu Ten's earring, and Zuko can no longer recognize himself without the familiar glint of gold dancing on his peripheral vision.

When Zuko leaves the Kasai name behind him and goes back to living with Uncle Iroh...he's finally at peace with who he is, and what he wants in this life. The sharp edges aren't gone (they'll always be a part of him, after all), but now they're dulled by looser clothes and softer hairstyles.

He's an artist, and for once in his life, he is determined to pursue his own ambitions. Zuko's outfits may not be designer-made anymore, but he takes what he has and makes himself look like he wants to look, like the person he wants to be.

He doesn't read fashion magazines or keeps up to the latest trends like Azula does. He's just...Zuko. And his newfound confidence makes everything he wears look like it belongs on him.

As for music...well, Ursa raised a literature boy.

He loves lyric-heavy music and natural voices, be they soothing or powerful. Dissecting song meanings and possible interpretations with Katara is one of his favorite parts of the day. They're both very passionate and strong-minded individuals, so it stands to reason that their debates can get quite...heated.

Zuko's Playlist is both incredibly eclectic and somehow very...him. There's a common thread that binds together every song and artist he likes, and he's hilariously unaware of this. To take a look into his Playlist is a higher honor reserved only for those closest to him.

In the wide spectrum of things, it is no wonder that Zuko is, first and foremost, a Hozier man. But though Andrew is his God in all aspects of this life, there's someone else that has had a huge impact on him...

Two someones, actually.

Zuko refuses to tell anyone how he got into Twenty One Pilots, but it's kind of a moot point when the beginning of his obsession is nothing compared to everything that came after. They have just about the right amount of everything that makes Zuko...well, Zuko. The poetic lyrics, the soothing or raging music, the heavy, intensely resonant themes...

Up there, in the second artwork, I placed an album cover behind each period of Zuko's life. The election of these records is intentional, as I feel like their general themes work incredibly well with Zuko's arc and growth.

Blurryface in S1. For the demons within us. For giving a name to our fears and shame.

Trench in S2. For escaping the confined walls of a depression city, and fighting to understand the depths of the map of your mind.

Scaled and Icy in the first half of S3. For returning to places you had left behind. For convincing yourself and everyone around you that you're fine, that you're perfect, even though everything is crumbling inside...

Clancy in S3. For recognizing that you can backslide, that you can have fears and shame and pain—but you're shaping yourself with each step you take. For knowing that seeking help from others is okay. Nobody learns to walk on their own.

(And, in the end, you'll always be better than the person you were yesterday. If only because you're still here. You're still alive. You're still yourself.)

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Overall, I rambled a bit too much, don't you think?

If you made it all the way down here—thank you so much for reaching out and being interested in this crazy AU! I hope you enjoy these ideas and tell me some of your own ❤️

[synthetickitsune]

Hi!! I love your work sm and I was wondering if u could write a minghao drabble with the prompt “you don’t count- I love u” thank u 🤍🤍

The8 (SVT) | "You don't count - I love you" fluff | 0.8k | gn!reader A/N: thank you for requesting! also inspired by @hanniedream's froggy ring post and bibi being a menace feeding into all of my delusions

“Absolutely not.”

You pout at him, whine his name, whisper into his ear how cute it would be to have a matching jewelry - a silly piece, the exact opposite of the classy necklaces and rings and bracelets you already had plenty of. But nothing gets Minghao to change his mind, and so the little froggy faces can only watch as you leave the store without them.

You sulk about it only a little. At the end of the day, it doesn’t matter. Your relationship matters, and it’s loving and wonderful, and Minghao is the best partner you could wish for. What would be the point in wearing a matching ring if you knew he hated it? He always makes sure you don’t lack anything you want or need, silly or serious. You let it go and truth be told, the entire thing slips your mind.

Until today.

Until today’s afternoon, to be exact, today’s very ordinary afternoon when your boyfriend suddenly told you to close your eyes before putting a little box in your palms.

“Open it,” he smiles at you as he sits down next to you.

You feel a lump in your throat. There are two rings staring at you. Matching rings. One with a little black frog, its limbs spread as if it was swimming, and the other with little lily pads and a white blossom. Minghao must’ve had them made, you don’t think he could find rings like this in a shop somewhere. 

“Do you like them?” he asks with a small smile. His hand slowly rubs circles on the small of your back. You look at him in disbelief.

“Why Hao?” you take a shaky breath. He frowns, sitting closer to you and putting his other hand over your knee. 

“What do you mean why?” his brows are knitted together, “Do you not like them?”

“No, I do - I love them,” you sigh, “But you hate things like this.”

You look at them again. The sizes make it pretty clear which ring is his and which is yours. He’ll look even more like he came out of a fairytale with the tiny blossom adoring his finger. You truly love them. You love the cute little frog. And you appreciate the gesture, but…

“I wouldn’t get them if I hated the idea - or if I didn’t like these rings themselves,” he assures you patiently.

“But you hated the silly frog rings I showed you,” you argue back, making Minghao smile and pinch your cheek.

“And I didn’t get those, did I?” he watches you laugh and loosens up a little himself.

“These are still silly,” you shake your head, “More… tasteful and elegant, but silly.”

“I’m good at compromising with you,” he grins. His thumb strokes your knee absentmindedly. It’s good to see you relax again, good to see the tender look in your eyes as you study the rings.

He looks at the box resting in your hands and carefully takes it from you. He slides the frog adorned ring on your finger before handing the now half-empty box back to you. Suddenly he feels shy when you take his hand in yours. You stroke your thumb over the ring once it sits on his finger, tapping the little flower. 

“You know you can tell me if you don’t like them or if I hurt you before and you no longer want silly matching rings. I won’t be upset,” not at you anyway - but he doesn’t say that.

“I’m really happy, Hao,” you lean in for a kiss that he’s more than happy to give you, “I just don’t want you to do anything you don’t like.”

“I’m not,” he threatens the doubts in your mind with a slight pout on his lips.

“You always shut everyone down with things like this though,” you don’t give up, stubborn as he is.

“Well,” he smirks mischievously and leans closer again to steal another kiss, “You don’t count - I love you.”

“That’s so corny,” you scrunch up your nose, pushing at Minghao’s chest without any force. It’s only natural that with every push comes a pull, so you don’t struggle when he pulls you into his side.

“But I won’t wear mine all the time, just so we’re clear,” he says softly yet firmly enough to let you know it’s not up for debate. Still he looks at the ring with a smile.

“I guessed you don’t have that many fits to match it,” you tease, “But I’ll wear mine all the time just so you know.”

“I’ll wear it when I’m not running around schedules. And when I’m with you. We shouldn’t leave the frog without its home for too long, hm?” he laces your fingers together. You gasp when you see it - like this it indeed looks like the frog is swimming towards the lily pads. You can’t help but laugh and snuggle closer to him.

You guess it is a little like that - Mingao is your home.

And you’re Minghao’s whole life, giving his existence a purpose. Even if that might be too much for a little frog to convey.

[anime-fan-05]

love your writing. youre awesome. you don't have to but if if you could could you make yuyu hakusho characters x reader who's into cute dresses, make up, skin and haircare routines, stuffed animals collections and girly things. would they be accepting of her, find her annoying, join her or what do you think? plz

Yu Yu Hakusho ~With a very feminine reader~

Manga/anime: Yu Yu Hakusho

Warnings: nothing

(Y/N): your name

Thank you very much for the compliment! I personally didn't know which characters you meant exactly, so I created the headcanon with the main 4 and Koenma. If you also want someone else, write to me privately and I'll include them.

U. Yusuke

He thinks you're very adorable, but he'll never join you in hair and skin care

However, he really enjoys putting on your makeup, even if he often messes up your face

When you come back from the hairdresser with your hair cut or from the beautician with your nails done, he's always playing dumb that doesn't notice anything; however, after seeing you were offended, he compliments you ("I noticed it, (Y/N). You look great.")

Whenever he can, he buys you cute stuffed animals or accessories, such as necklaces and bracelets or rubber bands and hair clips

He also gives you nice clothes if he can buy them for you, and, if you wear them, he'll blush deeply and turn his head away so you can't see his huge blush

K. Kazuma

He's probably the person who accepts you the most

Are you wearing a nice outfit? "You're so cute, (Y/N)!" Have you groomed or cut your hair? "You look great, darling!" Did you wear makeup? "You're so gorgeous! You look great without makeup, but you're beautiful even like that!"

He goes to the game room a lot of times to win stuffed animals for you; when he wins nothing, he sulks all day ("Sorry, I won nothing..." "Kazuma, you don't have to give me a stuffed animal a day, don't worry!")

You two often do skin care together, but don't tell Yusuke this or he'll make fun of Kazuma for life

To give you gifts, he often asks Keiko for advice, as he considers his sister to be one of the least feminine women in existence (Shizuru always gets angry when he points this out to her)

Kurama

He finds it very cute you always get dressed up, but he often tells you you're beautiful, even without accessories or luxurious clothes

He always, always notices when you do something different to your hair, nails or face ("Have you done anything to your hair/nails/face? You're very beautiful, (Y/N).")

Probably, you two do hair care together: you're the only person wh's allowed to care for his hair

When you wear cute clothes, he blushes slightly and looks at you affectionately and meanwhile Youko stirs inside him

He sometimes lets you find cute stuffed animals or accessories on your bed, and then he pretends he didn't put them there ("That? No, I didn't give it to you.")

Hiei

He doesn't understand you: he can't understand why you care yourself so much, and he refuses to join you if you ask him this

Despite this, one day, after seeing his sister getting her hair done by Kazuma (Hiei wanted to kill him), he decided he would do the same to you: so, he combs your hair every morning

For a while, he never gave you accessories or stuffed animals, since he thought they were useless; however, everything changed when, one day, he gave you a hair clip he had found during a mission, and he saw your happiness born from that small gesture

"I found it lying around and I thought only a person like you could wear that horror."

This is what he says every time he gives you something to wear, but it's clear he does it because he loves seeing you smile and seeing you with what he steals buys

Koenma

Like Kazuma, he also compliments you when you change your appearance, changing your hairstyle or wearing different and nice clothes every time

You two do skin treatment together: he always claims your hands have the power to make his skin soft ("Only (Y/N) can touch my face! Only she has magic hands!")

He gives you everything you want: have you seen a nice hairpin? You'll find it in your room. Have you expressed your desire for a dress? It'll be yours immediately

He forces his subordinates to have their hair or make-up done whenever you want poor Jorge

When he can (once a day), he gives you a stuffed animal

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[betyloca]

headcanons din djarin jado courted by a yautja female

• You were companions since Grogu arrived.

• At first he saw them as a strong and important companion, which he liked.

• He saw that he didn't have to rescue you like a damsel in distress, you were a tough warrior to break.

• despite your intimidating appearance you were very gentle and delicate with grogu

• That child saw you as his mother and you saw the poor guy who said otherwise.

• Over time I developed feelings for you but I thought you would never notice a human.

• Compared to your species he was not tall or as strong as them, even you were taller than him.

• What he didn't know was that he had you eating in the palm of his hand.

• One day while he was walking through the market buying groceries he saw a flower with thorns, it reminded him of you.

• When he arrived at the ship he gave it to you.

- Hey din, did you swallow the meat I asked for?

- yes *handing you the bag*

-thank you

- I also brought you this* taking out the flower*

- *taking the plant in your hands*

- it reminded me of you

- *purring as he goes to his cabin to put it away*

• He thought you were upset by your purring, he thought it was growling.

•but you only went to leave the flower in a container so that it wouldn't wither

• From that day you started courting him.

• When you had farms I gave you bones from your prey

• you even made bracelets together with grogu

- What do you think, Grogu, this one or this one?

- uhh * pointing to a fang*

- what a good style you have, darling

• Poor boy, he didn't understand why you gave him such a thing but he accepted it.

-*handing him the bracelet*

- Eeh thanks * heading to the cabin *

- *looking at Grogu with happy purrs* he liked me

• Until you noticed that he never wore it, you thought he didn't like it.

• but he always had it in his pocket

•He began to notice how you tried hard in the hunts to impress him.

• also how you became more jealous and possessive when a woman approached him

- *din buying ammunition* how much does this cost

- 100 credits *looking flirtatiously* and tell me, Mandalorian, do you have a partner?

- sorry *looking at the woman*

- You know, are you alone?

- He already has a partner * you answer him while you pay him, growling at him * he's not alone, he has me

- Are you a woman?

-Hey, don't talk to him *defending yourself*

- ell-osde'pauk cjit ooman

• With that I began to suspect that maybe you had feelings for him.

• You didn't say a word to him all day long, you were upset about that woman.

• you were indifferent for a few days

• Din Avese asked Grogu what was wrong with you.

• until one day walking through Tatooine he saw another yautja

• had to find the courage to talk to you since he learned from you that they don't have to be bothered

• At first the male yautja ignored him until he told him that he had a friend of the same species.

• Had caught his attention, he asked Din about your behavior. He started to pay attention until he asked him.

- Does she try to impress you in battles?

-yes he even gave me a bone bracelet

- *suffered laughter* pff

- what is so funny?

- oh ooman *laughing*she is courting you

- she what?

- those are courtship rituals in our species

• after the yauja advised him he went straight to see you

• You had put Grogu to sleep when Din came in.

•you could notice how he tensed

- what's the matter?

- I have a gift for you

- a gift?

• He took out a necklace of fangs and bones

- I didn't know you were courting me so I returned the favor.

- *purring* are you courting me?

- Yes Cyar'ika I love you* showing you that she is wearing the bracelet that I made for her*

- *purring with happiness*

• He took off his helmet, he didn't care about breaking his creed, he wanted you to see it.

• You did it too, he wasn't afraid of you but administration.

• resting his forehead against yours while you purred.

• Now I understood that they were purrs and not growls.

-you are beautiful

- I adore you so much setg'in

• He knew that you would not allow yourself to be courted by any other ooman or yautja.

• only with him

• In the shadows you could see a little boy happy that his parents love each other.

yautja translation

ooman/human

cjit/ damn

ell- osde'pauk/ fuck you

setg'in/ mortal

mando'a translation

cyar'ika/dear, loved, darling

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Would you like more of this? If you like it just let me know.

[lunar-rcp]

Any amber hcs?/nf

𖦹 🌷 ˓ ミ Amber headcanons ໒꒱ ‧₊

♡ !! Thank you for this ask! I love amber a lot!! She needs more attention,,

cw: parental death

✦ Has the best fashion sense out of the team. Having a fashion crisis? Just come to Amber, she'll help out! Sometimes she even likes to design her own clothing.. however, she does need her own models of course! That being, none other than the rescue team! (Roy & Poli are forced to wear dresses sometimes) (Someone please draw that actually)

✦ It may not seem like it, but she can be a TOTAL flirt. She can be bold, and she's not afraid to do so! Which leads to Poli and Roy mostly being flustered by her sparkle.

✦ The opposite of Roy, Amber actually enjoys spicy food. Whenever they both order something, she helps Roy with his serving if something happened to be spicy in it.

✦ Honestly, I don't think this is my own headcanon. We should all agree Amber would be absolutely terrifying when she gets angry.

✦ Amber beats herself up whenever she messes up something. She's afraid of failure, and she despises it. However, the team will always tell her that it's okay to make mistakes.

✦ Literally smells like roses and flowerly perfume. She's a clean girl i'm telling you.

✦ When she met Sandy, she was EXTREMELY overjoyed. To think there would be an another girl in a rescue team had her on cloud nine. Sandy, Amber and Jin often like to do girl hang outs, gossiping about the guys lol (poor them)

✦ Loves to collect crystals and has an entire collection of them. She even gifted crystals to the rescue team members, they treasure it dearly. Here's the crystals she gave to them

Poli - Sodalite

Roy - Red jasper

Helly - Chyrsoprase

Jin - Sunstone

✦ She can be a bit of a nerd, but that's a given. She sometimes goes off about rambling about random things like gemstones and such, but the others happily listen to her rambles. Even if she gets a little embarrassed when she finds out she's been rambling.

✦ Has the healthiest sleeping schedule out of the team. Wakes up early, and goes to bed early. Poli might wake up the earliest, but does he go to bed early? Well..

✦ Enjoys a green smoothie everyday. She tries to suggest the idea to the others. (She was met with Poli, Helly and Jin in utter disgust. However, Roy enjoyed it.)

✦ While I imagine roy as the cook for the team, she's the BAKER for the team! Absolutely makes the most godly desserts that cease to exist. The team adores it. She's in charge for birthday cakes.

✦ When Amber was little, she had to face her mom being pretty sick. Her mom unfortunately passed away when she was a teenager. This was the main reason why she became a nurse, to protect others.

✦ She comes from a big family! She has 5 other siblings, and she's the oldest. Even if it's a lot, she all loves them dearly with her heart.

✦ Adores jewerly. Whenever she has the time, she loves making little bracelets out of gemstones for the team. She's really creative whenever it comes to making accessoires.

✦ Amber dislikes sea food. Especially octopus. She can't really handle textures of certain foods sometimes.

✦ Whenever she's the one who gets sick, she's forced to face the team go into a mindless panic. Even if it's chaotic, it does make her feel better that they care so much for her.

✦ When the others are sick, she knows exactly what to do. She makes sure they have ALL the comfort they need. To kidshows or humming songs, she got them.

✦ Speaking of humming songs.. Amber can sing really well. She doesn't do it often, but whenever they have karoke nights thats when her voice really comes out.

✦ Good at archery! She has a really good aim. Watch out.

✦ Amber feels like she's the weakest of the team since she can't carry heavy stuff without her arms giving out. She feels like she's just supposed to stand on the side for aid rather than help, because she'll just mess it up.

✦ Sometimes a little TOO forgiving. She tries her best to not easily forgive, but it's hard for her.

[siblingskissing]

Hopper and El father-daughter's relationship headcanons?

(I forgot to put "headcanons", sorry)

Hopper & El Headcanons

Sorry this took so long to finish!

-First off: El and Hopper are very much two sides to the same parent relationship trauma coin

-El is initially stand offish and hesitant to get close. She avoids Hopper, doesn't touch her dinner until he leaves, acts very much like a stray whenever he's around.

-Then as time goes on she warms up and suddenly she's at his hip all day. She talks to him about her shows, about the drawings she did that day, about a squirrel outside her window ("I named him Ricky") and she will be the first one sat at the dinner table while he cooks

-Hopper on the other hand is immediately trying to coax her out of her shell. He gets her gifts, tries to find recipes she's enjoy, gives her her shows, new clothes (that are all from the local Goodwill bins) and teaches her things he had once learned with his oldman

-And when El gets close? Well, he gets a bit skittish then.

-Reminders of Sarah make him hesitate more, makes him second guess and he admittedly spends a lot of nights looking over the stolen files from the lab to figure out if El had any allergies or anything he should know

-(She's allergic to cinnamon and seafood)

-He puts distance to keep her safe while she ignores his walls and forces him to bond with her. They find a middle ground that works because it's theirs

-Hopper seems like the kind of parent who tells his kids about the workday everyday because they think it's funny. Obviously he leaves the bad details out but he'll get home, lay on the couch and tell El about how 'Flo stole the last donut out of the break room despite knowing he had wanted it and isn't that just the rudest damn- don't say damn- thing you'd ever heard?'

-El just laughs at him Everytime without fail before suggesting something for dinner.

-After season two Hopper tries to get El more punk clothing items to try and appeal to her interest. He doesn't get her makeup but a few T-shirts and ripped jeans, a few pins and even some bracelets that she adores. He even helped her once gel her hair back but he didn't as well as her sister had.

-Hopper loves that Max is friends with El. He likes how El isn't spending every waking second with Mike, and even better, she's spending time with another girl. A girl who understands El is different and why so she knows how to help her find a place in the world

- He's even proud when he realizes El is wearing clothes he didn't buy. That she supposedly picked out because she's making big decisions for herself.

-another part of him is upset that he wasn't there though, and at the fact she's growing up so fast

-During his stay in Russia, Hopper will often trace 'El' across his wrist with his finger so that he can remember her. He'll hum her favourite shows theme songs and sometimes goes to sleep imagining he was on the couch in the cabin with her beside him. It's the only way he can sleep.

-El, likewise, imagines showing Hopper around California. Imagines how many jokes he'd make about being a beach side cop and will sometimes buy shirts that remind her of him- making sure to get them in his size to perfectly replicate the idea.

-She even finds the cologne he used to wear and sprays the shirts with it. It's never the same, even if she spills some coffee on the front to mimick him.

-El never tells people she 'used to' have a dad. It's always "My dad is away right now" or "My dad is a hero so he's gone". She doesn't put him in past tense despite how many sad looks her family gives her.

-Hopper doesn't talk about El while he's in prison because obviously they'd try and find her. However when he starts trusting Enzo he tells him about his special daughter who's so strong without even trying and how she's the best thing to ever happen to him..he plans to one day take her across country to explore.

-Their reunion consisted of a lot of stories and conversations and reluctantly El admits she got bullied. However when she admits she hit Angela back she didn't get the yelling or punishment she expected. Instead Hopper laughs and tells her next time leave the skate out of the equations and use her fists instead.

-El doesn't ask about prison but makes some guesses of what occured based on her own time in the labs so she is careful not to trigger him accidentally. She avoids Coca-Cola like a plague, will quiet the others if they mention Russians or hospital gowns. She even covers her shaved head to avoid reminding him of his own. Hopper catches on and explains he was treated different and that he appreciates her attempts.

-Hopper taking El to an amusement park and warning her that eating before a ride will be a hug no-no

-El then being found throwing up in a trash can because she thought she could handle a funnel cake right before the roller coaster.

-After the dust settles they would save up for vacations at least once a year. With the Byers family now apart of theirs it's equal parts easier and harder to do but they make it work.

-El has to introduce and get Hopper into the dynamics that the Byers have. She shows him how the have their cupboards set up, the unwritten but very specific shower schedules on the bathroom, what colors their toothbrushes are and their chore chart. Hopper just wonders how his girl got so observant over such small things.

-Hopper talks to Joyce about the things El had been interested in recently but Joyce admits she doesn't quite know. Will however explains her newest interest and hobbies and Hopper uses those tips to get her new things she enjoys. (He doesn't the same for the boys too, but they admit that they know he's doing it more missed time so they don't need anything like she does)

-El is such a "wearing my dad's T-shirt as a night gown" girl and I refuse to believe otherwise.

-El wearing her dad's shirts to school and when people bully her she just "My dad owns a gun"

-Hopper picking her up from school with sunglasses covering his eyes so that they feel like he's staring at them (when in reality he's looking at his daughter who just pushing between her bullies and hugs him)

-In Hawkins he's already got a reputation so it's easier to scare those kids and he does it a lot. El just laughs at his intimidation tactics.

-Once El gets brought to the police station with Max because they were caught sneaking into the community pool after hours and Hoppers bring them to his office to make sure nothing UD is happening

-When they admit it's not and that they just wanted to do something fun he tells them that the YMCA has a missing padlock and a fucked up security system and sends them on their way.

-He encourages her misbehaviors when he's in charge of the punishments because he knows kids have to rebel in some ways. He only stops her when she could get bigger eyes on their backs or when boys are involved.

-he still helps her through nightmares from her time in the Labs and finds that he doesn't have every file on her time there when she admits small things to him.

(I have a whole thing on Els time in the labs and what experiments and modifications they would've done to her if anyone's interested)

[solitudesbestfriend]

Ode To Us

A/N: So im starting an Aizawa x OC slow burn series. Lmk how yall like it or if you hate it. This series will feature sexual themes, violence, drug and alcohol abuse in the future so this is an 18+ series. Thank you for reading and uhh bear with me guys

Chapter 1/? of Ode To Us Series

Word Count: 1.k

Pairing: Shouta Aizawa x OC

Warnings: a single swear word, Toshinori feature, no Shouta :'(

Summary: A top ten United States Pro Hero moves back to Japan after 10 years when her best friend, All Might, gets her a job at the most prestigeous hero school in all of Japan, U.A.

The brunette stands outside the door of the office that the principal of  U.A.’s resides in, fiddling with the golden bracelet on her wrist, sunglasses ontop of her nose. If she were being honest, the woman is not entirely sure how she ended up here, about to officialize her professional teaching position at a hero school without any formal teaching experience. Sure, she mentored young aspiring heroes back in the states, but this was different…more surreal. In just about six days, she will be entrusted with the lives of about 2 dozen kids. At this point, the pro hero is thinking she must've gone insane, she's cracked, and something is wrong in her brain. She can barely take care of herself. At this suddenly very prominent thought, she curses the man who originally got her into this mess.

The woman was removed from her mind when the office door swung open, a disheveled man adorned in baggy professional attire and familiar blond hair stood in the doorway. Speak of the devil and he shall appear. A scoff from the woman was thrown the man’s way as his expression brightened considerably. “Akari Nakamura, a pleasant surprise!” The woman rolls her eyes at the man, though she knows her eyes are unseeable due to her professional-grade sunglasses.

“Surprise my ass,” A laugh escaped from the man. Regardless of her attitude, Yagi was always giddy to see his old friend. The two of them go way back. To when things were simpler, kind of. Nothing is ever positively simple. “Remind me again why I agreed to this?”

“As a favor to your best friend?” Yagi offered, only to be met with silence. Akari rubbed her eyes, her glasses shifted as she did so. “Look, I know I'm asking you for a lot, but there is no one else I trust enough.” An exasperated sigh sounded from the brunette woman. A few seconds of silence wafted between them until Akari nods. 

“I know…” Her hand finds her bracelet once more as she contemplated what to say next. Akari has been tasked with not one but two major responsibilities. Don’t get it wrong, she's not one to back away from a fight, she only hopes the conflicting burdens don't wear her paper thin. “I do anything you’d ask, Yagi. You know that.” Akari settled for sweet and simple. A honey-filled smile grew on top of his face, one Akari isn’t sure is genuine but she doesn’t acknowledge it. The man layed his skinny hand atop her shoulder, and gave it a small squeeze. 

“Am I interrupting?” The small, and frankly adorable, U.A. Principle interjects. A small ‘No’ and a shake of the woman’s head was thrown his way. “Perfect, then Miss Nakamura, would you care to step inside my office?” The formerly mentioned woman nods and walks into the room before her, not bothering to spare Yagi Toshinori a goodbye. 

The pair get settled into their respective chairs across the neat desk. The woman goes to take off her sunglasses out of politeness, but the bear (?) dismisses her act of consideration. “I’ve read up on your quirk, Nakamura, no need. I admit, it was hard to access relevant information on you.” The brunette threw him a minuscule fleeting smile, not exactly sure what to say in response. “Quite impressive this day and age, to be ranked the number 8 hero in the United States and have scarce accurate information published.” The well-spoken mouse, maybe, admitted. It was something Akari was acutely aware of, considering she is the one who made her team back in the U.S. keep her motions on the down low. Akari rarely did press or went to charity events. The Japan native wasn’t exactly sure how she was ranked so high, but she didn't dare question it. 

“Well, I suppose it’s fate,” The woman shrugged, not attempting to address the topic. “If you’re into that sorta thing.” She quickly added. The Principle hums in acknowledgment and pulled out paperwork, no doubt needing to be signed and initialed by the woman. 

“Do you believe in fate?” Safe to say, Akari was taken aback the the little man’s question. The black sunglasses sink further onto her face as she looks at the ceiling to ponder the question. Does she believe in fate? The brunette would like to believe she did, but realistically, if someone other than her future boss man asked her the same question, she’d probably laugh in their face. Even if fate did exist, Akari doubted it as righteous as most thought it to be.

After a minute of silence, Akari spoke, “No, to be transparent. Seems like something fed to us to make ourselves feel better about all the bad things we go through” Her lips purse, surprised at her own honesty. She must be exhausted from her flight. “Do you? Believe in fate I mean.”

“I do,” The creature’s small smile never leaving his lips. The woman frowns, now regret being honest. God, Akari needed to sleep in some sunlight. “But, I do enjoy hearing your perspective.” The school administrator attempts to make Akari feel less embarrassed. The pro hero smiles at the creature’s kindness. 

“I’d like to go over some formal rules and policies U.A. has and then we can make your teaching position official.” The dog-like creature addressed and Nakamura took that as a sign to zone out. Her mind ran a mile a minute, mulling over things as little as what she was going to eat for dinner to more enticing things, like what kind of creature her future employer is. Is he a mouse? A dog? A bear? Truly fascinating stuff. She’d be lying if she said anything the man spoke about was interesting enough to break her train of thought. When she needed to sign a document, she did so mindlessly. As grateful as Akari was for this… inopportune opportunity, she wanted to relax in her new, albeit empty, apartment. 

After what seemed to be the 1800th document that needed initializing, the duo shook hands, or hand and paw, and went about their own respective business after the small bow Akari gave Principle Nezu. While Akari’s thoughts still lingered on what kind of creature her boss was, she absent-mindedly made her way to her apartment, dreading the day her mouth inevitably betrayed her and begged the creature to give her the gospel truth of what he exactly was.

[clover-46]

David as a professor (ignoring the complications of this)

David who is a strict teacher, but everyone adores his class. (I could see him being a history professor) David leaning against his desk as he talks through the early periods of South Asian culture. Him knowing a headache is coming every time his best friend and teacher aide interrupts his lecture to slide in a joke.

David who believes that he should dress seriously if he wants people to listen, so he walks in each day with a freshly iron black dress shirt with matching dress pants. The sleeves get rolled up somewhere in the middle of the day and by the end a couple buttons are undone because he's really not a fan of formal attire. But if his students are really lucky, he might pair it with a form hugging vest. 🤤

David who fidgets with a ruler when he talks and he doesn't really notice what it does to his students as he taps it against his palm.

David wearing a simple string bracelet that a long forgotten friend made for him when he was a kid. Sometimes he wonders what happened to Caleb... Cal... Something along those lines.

David who looks sternly at anyone who starts to speak over him and gives a curt nod when they shut the fuck up.

Except this one student. They only grin at him before continuing their conversation.

Angel who doesn't even need to take the class to get their degree this year, they just heard the professor was hot and wanted to see if the rumors were true. And wowza they definitely were! They can already feel their nerves firing on all cylinders as David enters and puts his stuff down on the desk at the front and calls out a "Alright can we get this over with?" to get everyone's attention.

They love his fuck around and find out energy. And they've always been one to push the limits.

At first it's purposefully getting on his nerves, enjoying the way he clenches his jaw and forces himself to calm down. Then they start asking him for help on their essays (which is also because they actually do need help. Who knew history was so complicated. The American public schooling system didn't prepare them for this. This isn't just learning about the revolutionary war every year.)

David who is actually patient when Angel doesn't understand something. But Angel doesn't know how to handle that so they keep trying to flirt.

"No wedding band, huh Mr Shaw?"

"Don't forget to add commas. Punctuation saves lives and all."

"I don't have a wedding band either. Want to fix that?"

"wikipedia isn't a reliable source and you need to cite what reputable source you do have in the proper format."

Yeah... It's not working so well. But at least their grades are improving. It'd be nicer if their grades improved the way that the spicy films always showed though. They were pretty sure his desk was the perfect height to be on top or under. Or ben-

David who is proud of Angel and how far theyve come, although their pickup lines are getting any better.

"Professor Shaw, my phone is broken or something. I think it's missing a critical component..."

"if you say what I think you're about to say...

"it needs your number."

"oh God."

But the cheesy lines are beginning to grow on him. He finds himself looking forward to the conversations at the end of his class, or in the hallways, or his office, or those couple of times they both ended up at the same restaurant, store, and park. He wondering if it's an accident as much as Angel claims it is

And he thinks he would call Angel a friend.

Angel who finally graduated with their degree and immediately runs to find David to show it off. David who is proud of them because he knows how hard they tried. But hes also curious.

"why did you take my class? Was it for the credit?" He asks as Angel shoved a shot into his hand before downing their own.

"nope. I heard you were hot"

- 🙊

hello, 🙊 anon i see we’re back to our regular scheduled ficlets!!

“ignoring the complications with this” HAHAHAHHA

THIS certainly makes for nice imagery 🤤🤤

…. ☹️☹️☹️☹️

ANGEL IS SO SMOOOTH i aspire to be like them someday

i’m certainly not one to like student/professor tropes but it’s david thicc ass shaw and your writing is one of my favorites so i did enjoy this 🥰🥰

@messenger-of-stupidity

[forbidding-souda]

Hi can I request shuichi, maki, miu and kokichi with a feminine GN!s/o who loves to dress up with them like skirts and matching dresses

shuichi saihara, miu iruma, and kokichi ouma with a feminine gender neutral s/o who dresses them up in skirts and dresses

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this one was really cute to write! maki is excluded because i don't write for her, but i hope you enjoy regardless! the headers were made by me!!!

[ also i now have searches for so many different articles of clothing in my history LMAO the joys of writing; research that's actually fun ]

-mod fuyuhiko

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🔍 – truth be told, shuichi likes when you dress him up!

🔍 – he doesn't have much variety in his own wardrobe, usually just sweaters and business casual wear, so when you put him in nicer clothes it makes him feel special.

🔍 – he'd get a bit flustered at first, especially if you give him a choice of what to wear, but seeing you smile is more than worth getting over his nervousness.

> "which one do you wanna wear, shu?" you asked, holding up two really nice outfits on hangers. one was a grass green sundress, it had spaghetti straps with little white flowers covering nearly every inch of it. the other was a combo of a plain white polo shirt and a dark blue pleated skirt that looked like it'd go down to shuichi's knees.

shuichi glanced between the two options carefully. he never really understood why you kept asking him, he knew you liked to give him a choice but it always ended up with him asking you, "which one do you think would look better on me?". both outfits he'd liked, but he knew you were more inclined to make an educated choice. something about one of the garments matching his hair, or bringing out his eyes.

you hummed in thought at the question, turning the fronts of the outfits toward yourself to get a good look at them. "i like the skirt, blue is a pretty color for you. makes your eyes pop." you told him honestly, pink blooming across his cheeks as he smiled shyly, "skirt it is, then."

🔍 – when you two match it makes him incredibly happy, even if he's not in a skirt or dress as well. one of his favorites is when you both have different outfits but in matching colors!

🔍 – it gives shuichi a big confidence boost to think that he looks so good with someone as stylish as you out in public. he usually only holds your hand or links your pinkies, but when you two are matching he'd be more than happy to be a bit more bold and keep an arm around your waist. maybe even kiss your cheek a few times, you never know, shuichi gets spontaneous when he gains confidence!

💡 – miu is definitely into dressing up with you!!! she's got incredible confidence in both her rockin' bod and yours, so she'd definitely hype up whatever choices you make!

💡 – miu's favorite dresses to wear are the ones with spaghetti straps that hug her tits and curves in all the right ways. she also really loves mid length skirts that flare out when she twirls. when you two match outfits, for the duality of it, miu likes to wear more revealing clothes while you wear longer stuff. or vice versa, as long as you both look and feel as great as you should!

💡 – miu definitely has a thing for adding her own accessories to outfits too! the gorgeous girl genius always finds a way to add thin metal trimmings to the end of your flowy garments, both to weigh them down and make them look nicer. she also adores seeing you add metal bangles and bracelets, her straps, or even her goggles to your outfits.

💡 – bonus points if you both match in pink, wearing pairs of her goggles. she'd definitely call everyone's attention to both of you to let everyone know how sexy you two look!

💡 – miu would make matching pins, bracelets, headbands, anklets, you name it! if you ask her to make something for an outfit she'd do it in a heartbeat, anything for her wonderful significant lover!

💡 – true to herself, one of her favorite things to do is tease you if you present her with anything short or tight that she didn't choose first. she'd mock you, call you a perv while asking if you're trying to get a view of her panties or expecting one of her tits to pop out.

💡 – all you have to do is tease her right back, ask her why she expects such dirty things from you if she wasn't imagining them first. miu will promptly dissolve into stutters and blushes before snatching the clothing from you and stomping away to change.

🎲 – kokichi is definitely the type to try to boss you around when it comes to clothes.

🎲 – he has a very particular taste in clothing, you know. everything has to be of the highest quality material, anything less than perfect will make his very sensitive skin break out! and whatever you present to him must be in the specific shade kokichi expects. if you give him a purple sweater instead of a royal violet one? he'll be so offended, he might just break up with you!

🎲 – … those are all lies, of course. truth is, kokichi's got little to no sense of style. he's the type to throw on whatever top is at the top of his drawer, grab the nearest pair of jeans and slip on whatever shoes he feels like for the day. he doesn't put that much thought into his everyday clothes, usually only going out of his way to look all spiffy if it's a special occasion.

🎲 – that doesn't mean he won't give his two cents for fashion advice though! kokichi does love when two can plan out and coordinate outfits with and for each other, it gives him prime opportunities to mess with you.

🎲 – it doesn't mean you don't mess with him back, of course. one time, kokichi suggested a mustard yellow shirt with a dark green skirt and blue jeans. with some obnoxious polka dot flip flops to top it all off. sure enough, you pulled all of those out and playfully pestered him to put it on until he finally caved and told you he was kidding.

🎲 – kokichi's favorite outfits are ones that are exactly the same. if he wears a purple dress, you have to wear one too. if he wears a tank top with an ankle length skirt, you have to wear the same. if you don't, he'll whine and cry his infamous crocodile tears until you say yes.

🎲 – once you start giving him some of your skirts and dresses to wear, kokichi will take it as an invitation to raid your closet whenever he feels like. you don't even have to suggest anything to him, he'll come walking out of your closet with your clothes and ask you which looks best on him.

🎲 – there was a time he tried to pull a prank on you by splattering a plain white dress with purple and black paint. kokichi will say he wasn't the slightest bit surprised that you asked him to do it to an identical dress, he obviously always had impeccable fashion taste and knew exactly what he was doing, but he'll get all flustered and giddy when you two go out in your matching paint splattered dresses.

[luwritesomething]

RIFF HEADCANONS !!

riff is a horrible person and i do not condone his actions but mike's portrayal has made me empathized with the goddamn character and i cannot stop thinking about this headcanons so here you go.

ALSO FIRST HEADCANON I SAW IT SOMEWHERE ON TUMBLR BUT I CANNOT FIND WHO DID IT IM SORRY SO CREDS TO THEM THANK YOU FOR IT.

warnings: swearing (in multiple languages).

riff is terrified of pigeons

that was one of the most hilarious conversations with tony.

"hey- are you okay?"

"it's the pigeons man"

"...the what?"

"THE FUCKING PIDGEONS, TONY"

he can't do math.

and he can't read clocks. like,,, he always ask what time is it and if someone points at the clock instead of actually telling him, he gets pretty upset.

greatest climber. used to climb buildings and stuff just for fun.

dropout from school.

he is bad with kids. not purposefully, he is just not a natural. so then he'll be purposely mean with kids.

he tugs at the old necklace he has like a lot, even when he is not nervous.

by the way, tony has the exact same necklace but he doesn't wear it anymore. it's hanged on one of his walls at doc's, though.

he whistles. a lot. constantly. especially when he is alone.

and he is always singing. he would eventually burst into a full singing and dancing show FOR ABSOLUTELY ANYTHING.

terrific dancer by the way. music floods through his veins.

i'm not saying he has anxiety but that's exactly what i'm saying.

the might tony went to jail, he cried himself to sleep.

riff gets extremely nervous during rumbles. like, his anxiety will actually be higher than his adrenaline tbh.

baby john is his favorite, apart from tony. he is just so quiet and calm, he loves him.

fingers guns and bad puns. IF YOU GOT IT YOU GOT IT.

HE IS IRISH.

he never got to meet his mom because she left. as in,,, abandoned him with his dad. he would like to meet her, though, but he know it's practically impossible.

that fake silver bracelet he has? the only thing left from his mom. and his blond hair has the same blond she has.

hates his dad.

with a passion.

seriously

worst you can do is tell him he looks/acts like his dad.

don't do that.

he'll literally punch you. hard. right on the face.

he is a pretty romantic boyfriend and he really doesn't try to hide it because he's not romantic in the type of saying embarrassing adorable full of sugar things.

he is romantic in hands all over their partner, taking them on cute though short and not expensive dates ( doc's, a walk, dancing or maybe even the cinema )

and god, he would like to have money just so he could spoil his partner. he gets kinda upset when he remember he can't, because he totally would.

give him a clip he'll give you a key.

for real

he doesn't remember when did he learn to do that but he knows how to do it so.

this reminds me,,,

he doesn't remember most of his childhood.

yknowasintraumareflex

that's why he always saying he looks to the future.

his teenage years and the parts with tony, he can remember that perfectly, though.

he used to be a crybaby.

riff cried for absolutely anything when he was a kid.

he had to get tough, though. and now the only people who had ever seen him cry are his father and tony.

he still cries to tony sometimes.

he is always talking and running his mouth but he likes to sit in silence and do nothing.

maybe that's why he likes baby john that much, because when riff is silence he doesn't push him to keep talking.

baby john lets him be.

he is good with cars. not as good as diesel, but still

i'm telling yall.

he is crazy about cars.

will shamelessly punch whoever says a motorcycle is better than a good car.

as he should

his favorite cars are fords

they are just so classy and cool.

mouthpiece is the only one who can get him to crack a smile when he is feeling down.

he knows italian and a bit of french because i have this headcanons in which the jets are a huge cultural treasure.

and when he was learning italian with action, who by the way is italian of course, he naturally learned the swearing first.

he spent a whole week randomly screaming italian swear words whenever he got mad - like when he got his toe stubbed - and upset.

"CAZZO"

"what the heck"

"ACCIDENTI VAFFANCULO, PORCA VACCA, STRONZO UGH!"

"action, what-"

"don't ask, tony, just don't"

[writefor80sboys]

Dating Morten Harket would include...

(not my gif, credit to classic-rock-roller for gif)

First Headcanon!!! I'll add the meeting part when I know what to write about

I can confidently say Morten is very much in love with you

By nature Morten is a immensely caring individual, especially with you

He adores cuddling with you.Anywhere, anytime he will be down to cuddle.

It's literally so hard to get out of his arms because I feel like sometimes he on purposely will lock his arms around you

Because I mean, he's got nice muscles

If you guys are sitting on the couch at party or even at home he will just burry his face into the crook of your neck, with a little grin on his face.

He's honestly just like a giant teddy bear

BREAKFAST IN BED

Even if you don't ask, he'll just suddenly decide to make breakfast for you while your fast asleep.

Morten isn't that big of a fan of drinking so he probably won't drink, if you guys go to a party of some sort

Taking take of you when you get drunk

Like I'm 100% sure that at the end of the night he would clean you up and tuck you into bed, when you are drunk

Again, he just loves taking care of you and so do you

He loves when you play with his hair, like he just thinks it's so cute

Also he finds it absolutely adorable when you sing along to a-ha

Like, this one time he got to go home early and decided to suprise you.

Making his way to the living room, he finds you dancing and singing along to take on me.

You were SO embarrassed and flustered out of your mind but Morten just found it so cute

You stealing his thick rope bracelets

I mean I feel like at this point he'd only wear them on his left wrist, while you wear the others on your right

It's just so cute when you both have them on holding hands

Talking about holding hands...

If you guys are sitting on the couch at a party or even at home he'll just interlock his fingers with yours

And even sometimes kisses your knuckles

Him trying to teach you Norweigan

And like he is very calm and patient, because he understands it's hard with the pronunciations

He always has sudden urges to kiss your face

So be prepared for when he will attack you with kisses

You guys barely get into fights, but when you do he feels really guilty after

He's a really good kisser

Even small pecks will still make your knees go weak

Most of the time he prefers things to go slow with passion

Makeout sessions are great

He's extremely loyal and respects you

Like he had the opportunity to date anyone girl he wanted

But nah, he just wanted you all to himself

He loves being able to talk to you about everything

And that you're always asking how's his day and how does he feel, basically his mental well being state

While he makes breakfast, you make dinner

Like he will always ask if you need help with cooking or if there is something he can do

He is also really into photography so he likes taking photos of you and cherishes all them

Even though you might find some of them ugly he adores every single one and presents them to people like a proud toddler

Sometimes he even takes sneaky photos of you when your gazing off

He loves your laugh and smile, and just making you laugh

Like he will pull funny faces to make you giggle

Again with his hobbies but, he likes swimming

So you guys go swimming together and it's honestly really fun

He'll splash you while you sitting down on the edge of the pool and cannon ball in

Pretends to drown and screams like a little kid

Absolute crackhead when your at the pool and no one knows why

But it's amusing I guess

Overall Morten is deeply in love with you and has such a soft spot for you

Although he likes to plan out stuff he knows that he just has to live in the moment

And he dreams of the day were you guys get married and has children

[seasidepierre]

OK so it's less of a paragraph and more like my thoughts thrown into words/bulletpoints ready to be written into an essay, where to start

the title, love it, rather than a pt 2 you gave it a similar name,more original

I like how pierre just knew by the way charles acted that something happened between them

I loved the like 5 different times kinda trope you incorporated, it was subtle.

I love how everyone treats tink, like I find it adorable that she's so loved and not just by ferrari but by the others, which links to the dinner. How everyone just knew what she likes etc, makes me think it's cuz charles talks about her so much that the others feel like they know practically everything about her now

how she was so enamoured by him that mattia was like don't forget to take pictures of carlos lol

how Charles wore her bracelet and then the mechanic like auto completed his sentence of she's not my girlfriend

and the memes! I take it we are talking about stuff like the fastest lap thing they have on their Instagram and the funny captions they have on others, but I see this being more frequent with tink doing it, it's something I'd do tbf

and then bumping into carlos after that with the excuse and how he just 'accepts' it all, I reckon that's when he first clocked it and then suggests it to other drivers. and the comment about wearing pants because of the struggle to revive charles, I just loved that, thought it was funny

and her friendship with pierre I loved!!! how he was so sweet with her too and the affection which is uncommon from him. The fact that she can talk about it all freely with him. The fact that he saved their asses with the hickey accident. Surely not the only time he's had to cover for them

and the dinner!!! asdfghjkl it was so sweet and very fitting for him to just swap desserts no questions asked but then the kiss leaving everyone in shock, I wouldn't know how to react, I feel like they covered it up well ish but obvs everyone already had suspicions, I think this solidified everyone's assumptions that they were indeed together, but then how he went on with kissing some of the others just to really sell it was great!

and I like how you allude but don't go into full detail and smut, more simplistic and like teasing

monza my beloved, and mattia with the little grins and nudges cuz he just knows, and how the mechanic is just like so chill about it like yep we been knew, but then Daniels comments all jokey omd I loved them like the cheating one or the stealing the trophy, and the trophy being her bday gift I would simply pass out, Daniel calling Charles babe! saying this is what he's missing :(

and then the final public reveal too with a short but sweet caption

I just loved it all, thanks for listening to my Ted talk :)

Xx

First of all: I love you so much you have no idea. This has MADE my night and I slept the entire night for the first time since Covid grabbed me by the neck. Entirely sure this was your doing. Even if it wasn't, I'll say it was. The fact that you took the time to write all of this? You deserve a crown. Here, it's yours queen, take it 👑

Omg let me answer in bullet points too because this was too good to be true last night but now I woke up and it's really true..?

I'm so glad you liked the title, it was my cheeky way of having a part 2 without having it called "part 2" lol

Listen, I love Piarles with all my heart, I don't think I ever will write Pierre and Charles mad at each other.

Gotta say thanks to my boo Rach at @parkerbunny she was the one who suggested it and it inspired me A LOT not gonna lie!

I live for the idea of a team sweetheart. I've always found it much easier to hang out with guys than girls, though I do have more girl friends than the other way, but I find it so cool to be one of the guys? Idk, it makes little sense, but that's why I also love the friends to lovers trope and that's why many of my characters are apart of a guy group at the beginning. And yes, that's totally what I hoped for with the dinner part. Charles talked so much about Tink that they all know her by heart anyway. Like sure they consider her as a friend but they don't hang out much during the race weekends so they don't know much about her.. except when Charles constantly raves about her.

Imagine being called out gently by Mattia? Ugh, I'd die of embarassment but thanks kind King for being gentle about it.

the mechanics are so fed up with him lmao they literally can't anymore the teasing is up to the roof lmao

We are absolutely talking about the unhinged memes of Charles throwing fast laps in the air lmao I just imagine Tink cackling behind her phone, making memes with her boyfriend's face and then showing them to him before he'd go "Oh God..." with his lil blushing cheeks??????? ugh.

Oh Carlos knows the SECOND he finds her in the hallway without pants. Like he's had his doubts but when she goes "yeah yeah i was just walking and oh my feet took me right in the hallway where Charles' room is, what a coincidence!!!" he's like "gurl, i'm a smooth operator, i'm no dumdum"

I think he listened to Charles' sappy rants enough to be happy that he finally stopped lmao. The girl who made Charles shut up? She's his bestie lol. Also, he's a tiny bit older to Charles and he's normally the baby of his brotherhood so taking the role of a big brother to Charles is probably making him happy, so if he can help and protect, he will!

You'd like his dessert? No probs queen, he'll swap, anything for you!! They didn't cover it well ish lmao, Charles being a drunk slut is not a cover up, they all already know at this point, they just played with them because it was way funnier to pretend like they had a hang on the situation. Also, I imagine Lando has roasting material for the next ten years thanks to the bro kisses.

I'm not entirely comfortable writing smut yet, though I'm absolutely PROUD of part 4 of pull me back to you because I stepped out of my comfort zone for that one. I'm slowly building myself up for it, though, so the teasing and allusions are a nice warm up!

Mattia has known for a while, now, but it's not his place to say anything. He smiles about it when the mechanics talk about you two and how oblivious you are to them actually knowing but he's always the one walming down everyone and reminding them that you'll come out to them when you feel ready to. He tries to help you find the assurance that nothing will change in your status within the team.

Daniel wouldn't be Daniel if he didn't tease them about finally coming clean. I feel like Charles is romantic to the CORE so him gifting her a trophy makes all the sense.

The Insta caption is just simple but effective (cue 1D war flashbacks)

Thanks again for this very comprehensive reaction post, it meant the world to me you have no idea!!!

[woolieshubris]

Aquarium Date Fic !! Kagehina, but kag!asd. Kageyama pov. 2k words, oneshot. Tw : Sensory Overload! (it's present throughout the whole fic) Made partially for @spixi and partially so i could prove to myself that i can If there's a typo no there isnt <3 If you are an IRL this post doesn't exist <3

I typed out my message and pressed send, throwing my phone onto my bed.

Maybe I should go grab a snack or something... I think to myself, when I suddenly hear my phone buzzing against my pillow, and I dive to grab it. He replied to my message. That was fast.

Me : Hey we should go to the aquarium tomorrow.

Hinata : Okay :D sounds good 2 me!

Quickly, with my face quickly going beet red, I drop my phone and go to the kitchen to grab something to stuff my face with. I'm shaking, but as long as I walk quietly, I doubt my family will notice I'm even out of my room.

How should I reply? A thumbs up might be good, but it might be too cold. Any other reply is probably too much... Whatever. I'll go with the thumbs up.

I head back into my room and pick up my phone, typing a thumbs up emoji before covering my face again.

F/ck, I need to come up with something to wear, don't I..?

---

I arrive at the train station, feeling like I probably packed too much. I brought a backpack with an extra phone battery, 2 charging cables, (because Hinata has an apple phone,) and a bunch of snacks, as well as a water bottle.

Did I put on deodorant today??? I can't tell... If so, I'm probably already sweating through it. I start to feel sick to my stomach, but I don't have time to finish that thought when I spot Hinata walking in from a distance. He seems to be wearing basketball shorts and a t-shirt, and suddenly I feel overdressed in my jeans.

"Hey! Don't worry, I already bought my train ticket. You ready to go?" He asked while walking up to me. He didn't bring as much as a backpack, and I'm suddenly relieved that I brought so much.

"Yeah. It's coming in 2 minutes. I half expected you to be late." I stated, before realizing what I said. Sh/t! That was rude, wasn't it? I have to be nicer. Ugh. Hinata punctures my worries with a laugh.

"I'm not late that often, am I?" He states. This makes me feel a little worse about my comment.

"Hm. Just often enough." I state, carefully picking my words. I can't backtrack now, but I can try to redirect my speech to seem less biting.

"You only say I'm late because of last time!" He keeps laughing, keeping the mood light. I wish I could speak as easily as him.

"And possibly the time before that?" I reply. This is probably what he wants me to say.

"Shhhhh. What matters is I got here on time AND I have my ticket ready. Don't worry, I also brought enough for the aquarium ticket too!" He states, smiling. His smile is adorable, almost cute enough to distract me from what he just said.

"Oh, I was planning on paying for that." I reply without thinking.

"Ehh? Do you owe me or something? Should I be asking you for money?"

"No, no. I just thought...?" I'm really confused now. I was the one who asked HIM out, right? He knows how these things usually go, right? Maybe he just doesn't know...

"By the way, where are the others? I thought they would have arrived by now."

The... others? What others? The team??? This is a date, right? Wait...

I DIDN'T TELL HIM. I DIDN'T TELL HIM THAT THIS IS SUPPOSED TO BE A DATE. F/CK.

"I didn't invite them." I respond, my subconscious taking care of what my brain is trying to catch up to.

"You really find them that annoying? I know Tsukki and Yamaguchi can be a bit much sometimes but...?" Confusion flashes across Hinata's face.

"I just wanted to hang out with you. Is that a crime?" I answered before my brain could filter out that last comment. It would be useful in getting him to stop pushing, but it's far too rude for a date. Not that Hinata knows that last part anyway. I wish I could take my words back.

"You should be honored that I said yes in the first place." Hinata teases, my face turning red.

If only he knew what he said yes to.

---

Hinata and I managed to keep from fighting on the 30 minute train ride, which was a feat in and of itself.

I can't ruin this date.

"Hey, Kageyama? It looks like there is a student discount, and it also seems like there is a discount for groups. What do you think would be cheaper?" Hinata elbowed me, bringing me back into focus. I look up. He and I are both equally sh/t at math.

"Uh... Let's do the group discount? I'll pay for it. You can pay me back later." As if I'd let him do that. Hinata bought my excuse though.

"Okay! I can buy you lunch or something." He quickly walked up to the desk, and I followed him. "Can we have 2 tickets?"

Wait. Wasn't I supposed to buy them? If I was the one paying, aren't I supposed to ask? Is Hinata planning on paying???

"Oh, sorry, He'll be paying!" Hinata stated, gesturing towards me.

"Yes. Here's the cash." I quickly press down the bills that were almost getting damp from stress. I had already looked online at ticket prices, and made sure to set aside the perfect amount of money for two tickets in my pockets.

"Great! Let's head inside!" Hinata grabs the tickets, holding mine for me. We go up to the metal detector and I get my bag checked. Hinata, possibly because he has my ticket, or possibly out of kindness, waits for me.

"Can you hand me my ticket real quick?" I ask, throwing my bag back onto my shoulder.

"Sure, let's go in." We walk into the main lobby area, waiting to get our tickets checked. The aquarium is beautiful, and oh so huge. The high ceilings, and smell of saltwater, the giant whale sculpture that I can only assume is life size, and the concrete flooring, these things that on a glance are grand, start to give me a pit in my stomach.

"Kageyama! Come on!"

I look at the horizon line, and recenter myself. A quick yet deep breath and I'm ready to go. I walk up, and turn in my ticket in order to get a wristband.

"Kageyama?" Hinata states, causing me to look over at him. "Can you help me put this on? I can never do it by myself." He holds up the paper slip.

"Yeah, sure." I say without thinking. I wrap it around his wrist.

"Hey, make sure not to make it too tight. They are a pain to get off if you don't give them enough breathing room." I nod my head, and make sure to give him a gap.

"There you go." I let go of his arm, realizing just then how warm my hand is. I can feel my face getting warm too.

"Okay, let me do you now." He quickly fits the bracelet to my arm. "It's perfect! Let's go inside. I wanna see this penguin exhibit that I've been hearing so much about. I keep seeing ads for it and I've wanted to see it forever-"

Hinata kept talking. I don't think he ever stopped talking. It's nice though. It makes it easier to not focus on the huge building, or the shifting lighting, or the crowds, or the ambient music that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. Yup. I'm not focusing on any of that. Not. At. All.

My feet keep walking, despite my worrying. Hinata eventually slows, stopping before the largest piece of glass I've ever seen in my entire life. A giant tank filled with fish. The glass is taller than my house, longer than 3 busses, and blue and endless enough to make my heart stop in my chest.

F/ck.

Hinata turns around, and finds a bench to sit on, patting the seat next to him, while staring into the blue void. You feel like you have to bow down to its majesty. It is terrifyingly blue, terrifyingly enormous. I have never feared the ocean before, but I fear it in this very moment. A spotted whale shark swims past, paying no attention to the many people standing right against the glass.

"I could sit here forever." Hinata practically whispers. The giant tank orders your complete and utter silence. Even amongst a giant crowd, even with the littlest of children, everyone is quiet. The large speakers playing calming bass tones over the crowd of people, barely vibrating the floor.

"Hm. Me too." I reply. I could sit here forever, I feel like I already have sat here for infinity. Like its presence is something I could never escape. The pit in my stomach grows further. I break eye contact with the tank, reaching in my backpack. The zipper can barely be heard over the ambient noise of people shuffling. Was there always that sound? I bend down to look in my backpack. What was I going to get?

"Do you want a snack? I brought some granola bars." I state as I feel Hinata's eyes looking down at me.

"Actually, that sounds really good right now. I was just thinking about food." He states, bringing his head down to meet mine. I rustle around in my bag, and grab out a bar. It is barely bent. Passing it to him over my shoulder, he grabs it and unwraps it, sitting on the bench with his legs crossed.

"Sooo, what exhibit did you want to see?" He asks, taking a bite after.

"What do you mean?" I reply, choking down the pit in my stomach.

"Like... you invited me out here. So, what was it that you wanted to see?" He takes another bite.

"Uh. I just like fish, I guess." I look over at the tank, trying to avoid his gaze. I doubt he'll buy it, but it doesn't really matter.

"Me too! Let's go into the jellyfish room next? I can see the entrance to the penguins here and it looks packed. Explains why it's so much emptier here." He set his feet back on the ground and stood up, waiting for me to join him.

I leaned back down to zip up my bag, and we walked through a doorway into a smaller, darker room. Blacklights lit up the moon jellies as they calmly glided across the tank. Hinata seemed to drift off, but I didn't mind. It would probably be a good idea to be apart for a bit. I could calm down and collect myself quickly.

I walk up to the tiny seahorse exhibit, and look into the tank. I can't see them at all... I thought, when suddenly, I felt my forehead bump up against the glass.

How did I get close enough to bump up against it?

I go to look for a wall to lean up against. Leaning against something should help keep the pit down. I do a quick glance around the room. There are no walls. Only glass, and only fish. I hate fish.

Taking yet another deep and quick breath, I go back to meet up with Hinata. He was looking at a different kind of seahorse.

"Okay, I think I'm ready to go to the next section now." Hinata said, glancing away from the fish and over to the exit door. I nodded, and lightened up the scowl that was forming on my face. I didn't even notice it was happening until I felt my eyebrows aching from the effort. I just hope he didn’t notice.

The exit of the jellyfish room led to a balcony overlooking a lower floor. This must be the back of the aquarium. Below us there seemed to be a small cafe overlooking the sea.

"Here, let's go get some food! I can pay you back for the ticket that way." Hinata pulled my arm over to the down escalator. I step on right after him, and look down at the cafe.

It was very large, and honestly reminded me more of a cafeteria than a cafe, with lots of seating. After we reach the end of the escalator, he walked over to stand in line and stare at the menu. Looking for a good seat, I grab one right by the large window facing the water and set down my bag. I pull out the small amounts of snacks I've already brought to claim the seat and go over to Hinata.

"Hey, so I'm thinking about getting a sandwich. What do you want?" He stood, facing the menu.

"Honestly, just get me whatever you think I'd like." I state. I can't focus on the menu right now; I just don't have the energy to.

"Hmmm... Okay!" Hinata walks up to the register, while I go back to our seats. I'll probably regret that choice very soon, but I have backup food anyways, and I'm sure he'll eat whatever I don't, so it's not like the food will be wasted.

---

What the hell did he order??

I look at my plate, not quite understanding what the dish is even supposed to be.

"You said to get you whatever." He said with a smile, taking a bite of his sandwich right after.

"Whatever I might LIKE. What even is this?" I poked my dish with a spork, and it seemed to swallow it whole.

"No idea. I just pointed at the dish in the buffet." He shrugged. "I thought it might be funny, but it's less funny than I hoped. I expected more of a reaction." He looked up with the last sentence, making eye contact with me, which I broke a moment after.

"Sorry."

"Sorry? What are you saying sorry for? Since when did you say sorry anyways?" There was slight worry behind his voice, though it was hard to tell through his wide grin. To avoid answering, I quickly shove the food in my face. It's not great, but it's not really all that bad either. It's a little cold from sitting out.

"It's.... good." I say with a stuffed face. This causes him to start laughing again.

"You look super angry! That's the sort of reaction I was expecting." When did I even start scowling again? When I took a bite of the food, probably.

"You try it." I say, stealing a chip from his bag.

"I was the one who bought it anyway. I was half expecting you to make me eat it." Am I really that predictable? He took a bite, and made a variety of expressions, before settling on confusion.

"I wouldn't call it good. Maybe okay? It's definitely at least okay." He nodded to himself, taking a sip of water after.

"So, where to after this?" I ask.

---

We ended up on the train home while the sun was setting. It's almost to our stop. It felt so short, but we ended up hanging out for 5 hours. I almost forgot that I wanted it to be a date. I had to give up on that a while ago.

"Hey, we have to get off soon, get ready." I say, tapping his knee.

"Hm? Oh." He wakes up, blinking a few times and leaning forwards in his seat. He glances out the window.

The train stops, and we walk off onto the station platform.

"See you at practice tomorrow!" He says with a large smile, walking backwards towards the exit.

"See you." I reply, gripping the shoulder straps of my bag. I looked down

"I had a nice time on our date!" and with the last word, he turned around, running out of the station.

My head immediately turned upwards to where he was, as I feel my blood starting to rush to my face.

He... HE KNEW?!?

[whattodowithace]

The Weight Of Lies (Byeongkwan)

Title: The Weight Of Lies

Pairing: Byeongkwan x Reader

Genre: Fluff; (In Ju's words) Spicy

Word Count: 3,043 Words

Writer: Whattodowithkpop [Lio]

Summary: Much like the adored story of Pinocchio, Byeongkwan has a tell for when he lies. After receiving an interesting gift from his aunt, whenever he lies, a peculiar anomaly occurs with this gift...

*****

Little, dark headed Byeongkwan runs through the house as soon as he sees the familiar car park in the driveway. This familiar car belonged to someone he hadn't seen in a long while, making his excitement go through the roof.  He runs through the house, finding his parents in the kitchen where they sat enjoying each other's company. He uses his limited vocabulary and animated finger pointing and arm pulling to draw their attention to the driveway. The person he was waiting for had yet to hear the boy speak, making Byeongkwan that more anxious to showcase his development. His parents watch as the young boy fidgets at the door, waiting for the familiar figure to enter the home. The door creaks open, revealing a tall, slender figure, hair down to her waist and dressed to the nines. She looks down, seeing the boy with bright shinning eyes staring up at her with amusement.

"What do we have here?" The woman's low voice travels through the house, making Byeongkwan squeal.

He runs up to the tall figure, wrapping his arms around her legs as his bright eyes look up at her.

"I hear from a little birdie that someone has some things to say."

"It's me!" Byeongkwan giggles as the woman leans down, bringing him into a full hug.

"He has been waiting to see you since he spoke his first words." Byeongkwan's mom speaks up, stepping forward to hug the woman as the two laugh.

"I'm sorry to keep him waiting." The woman winks at Byeongkwan. "How are you doin' sis?"

"We're doing good." Byeongkwan's mom smiles as her husband comes up behind her, resting his hands on her shoulders.

There is a tug on the woman's clothing, a light doe eyed Byeongkwan catching her attention and looking up at her with anticipation.

"I promise I didn't forget." Byeongkwan's aunt leans down with a laugh, coming face to face with her nephew as she lays her purse on the ground.

Her fingers dig through its contents, offering Byeongkwan many facial expressions to make him laugh. She pulls out an orange box, handing it to the small boy who takes it with much gratitude. His eyes sparkle as he opens the box, pulling out the item that rested inside. The sterling silver twinkled in the florescent lights that brightened the room, the singular chain clasped together deeming it a bracelet.

"It doesn't much fit you now." His aunt explains as she takes the chain from his small hands, clipping it into a circle. "But when it does, it will be very useful to you." 

At the time Byeongkwan didn't comprehend her words, nor did he get the chance to ask her for her full meaning. However, it felt natural for him to wear the bracelet once he got old enough. It still dangled on his wrist the first time he put it on for kindergarten, due to the lankiness of his still small wrists. This small setback didn't stop him from wearing it as much as possible.

His aunt had passed away a year after giving him the bracelet. She was a scientist, one that accomplished many things. Unfortunately, because of this, she was sought after by many people, good and bad. Her death records as an accident, the suspicious case undergoing no investigation left the family feeling uneasy about the true nature of her death. Byeongkwan doesn't remember much about his aunt, however he does remember loving and her visits. Even though he couldn't remember much about her, him wearing the bracelet made him feel close to her in some way. That's why he took special care to wear it always.

It was an eye catching gift, piquing the interest of many other students. One that was particularly interested in the silver chain was a little girl. She would stare at it as it dangled off Byeongkwan's wrist, her eyes shinning as they focused on the small piece of jewelry. She asked him many times to play with it, to which he agreed on the condition that it stayed on his wrist. She would intertwine their fingers, causing a mad blush to overtake Byeongkwan's cheeks. With their fingers intertwined, she would trace the delicate chain with her fingers as she admired it.

This became a common occurrence, her taking his hand in hers to play with the bracelet always ending in a blushing Byeongkwan. One of the many days of this common action, she had looked up from the bracelet, noticing his red ears.

"Are you blushing?" She had asked him, her head tilting as her hand kept a tight grip of his.

"No..." Byeongkwan whispered, his lips pouting out.

Without warning, his wrist feels heavier making him look down at it in wonder. As the two children look to his wrist they see a small little charm now attached to one of the chains. It was a yellow hat, rocking back in forth with the direction of the changing winds.

"When did you get this?" The little girl asked Byeongkwan, her eyes shinning even brighter, using the pad of her finger to flick the charm with care.

"I... I.. I didn't.."

"Is it because you said you weren't blushing when you actually were?" She teases with a small giggle.

"I was not!" Byeongkwan yells, his face turning a deeper shade of red.

Once again, his wrist felt heavier, the little girl squealing beside him as she lifts their hands, showing a red overalls charm.

"It was!"

"It was not!"

Another charm, one looking like a black top hat nestled between the two others.

"I think it's when you lie."

Byeongkwan looks to the bracelet in concern, feeling an uneasiness in his gut.

"Tell another one!" Her eyes sparkling, putting the stars on a clear night to shame.

Byeongkwan watched her excited eyes stare at his bracelet, want to give in to her wishes.

"I don't like you."

She looks up in shock, her bottom lip quivering, tears filling her eyes to the brim as her fingers slack against his. Byeongkwan feels immense guilt wash over him.

"No, no, I was lying." Byeongkwan tries to reason as he pulls his bracelet up, another charm in the shape of a black cat on it now.

Her tears stop as she watches all the charms dangle in front of her. She sniffles training her fingers across the charms.

"You really like me?"

"I do."

His face blushes again, laugh erupting from her at the sight, prompting her to hug him before intertwining their fingers again.

"I'll keep your aunt's magic bracelet a secret." She puts her finger to her lips, Byeongkwan nodding in agreement.

~

Years later and the two are still inseparable. Byeongkwan had done well in keeping his lies to a minimum, only acquiring a few more small charms to add to his collection. They had tested the bracelet in many aspects, including letting her wear it for a day as she tried her hand at some lies. It resulted in zero added charms, but she finally got to wear it for a short while before having to give it back to let it rest on its permanent home. They never could explain the science behind the bracelet, no matter how hard they tried. The secret behind it most likely passed on with its creator, leaving it a forever question mark in their lives.

As The pair grew they always appeared to be a couple, this was likely due to her unbreakable habit of intertwining her fingers with his any chance she got. Every new school year, the other students assumed they were together, neither gender wanting to intervene. Unfortunately, their final year of high school was Byeongkwan's biggest nightmare. The boys were beginning to notice her, her awkward stage far from over meaning many more boys were shooting their shot. Byeongkwan couldn't lie, he hated the extra attention she got. Not because he was jealous, but because he had a crush on her, so any competition for her affection he saw as a threat and therefore disliked them. She didn't accept many advances, unfortunately for Byeongkwan, there was the occasional suitor she would give a chance. However, she was often quick to drop them, much to the relief of Byeongkwan.

One day she enters their last class, a large grin adorning her face, directed towards him.

"Byeongkwan." She grabs his attention, sitting next to him and pulling her chair closer to him so she could whisper.

He hums as his head stays resting on his crossed arms, his eyes closed for a few moments before the teacher came to start class.

"You know the new quarterback?"

The mention of the new student caught his attention, His head lifting to meet her eyes.

"What about him?"

"He asked me out."

"You said no, right?"

"Why would I say no? Of course I said yes." She laughs.

Byeongkwan's heart drops as the aforementioned quarterback enters the classroom, his eyes training on her and offering her a wink and a smile. She waves at him and winks back, making Byeongkwan sick to his stomach.

"He's so handsome isn't he?"

"A real dreamboat." Byeongkwan mumbles, feeling a new weight added to his bracelet. He had forgot about the consequences of lying in that moment, hoping she didn't notice the lapse in behavior.

Class starts before they can discuss it more, all Byeongkwan could do was hope she wouldn't stick with him for too long.

~

Weeks passed, many weeks at that and the quarterback was still around. Of course Byeongkwan didn't like him for obvious reasons, but there was something more that irked him. This guy was very cocky and spoke bad about everyone that he knew. He treated her with little regard, calling her names, saying terrible things about her when she wasn't around. Byeongkwan wanted to punch him, but he knew he couldn't lie his way out of that fight or explanation.

He had butted into almost all of their time together, meaning Byeongkwan hadn't had the chance to tell her how horrible her, now deemed, boyfriend was. However, every time he made plans with her, the new boyfriend seemed to come along as well.

He was so thankful when she asked to study with him for their upcoming test. She had told him her boyfriend was busy so he couldn't study with them. Byeongkwan stayed quiet, knowing if he said anything he would be adding unnecessary charms to his arm.

They studied as if all was back the way it was. It was the first time since she started dating the star quarterback that Byeongkwan got to enjoy his time with his best friend. He hadn't seen her genuine laugh since her new relationship. It filled him with joy, but also despair as his thoughts clouded with the reason he hadn't heard it.

Byeongkwan decided to be cordial, asking how her boyfriend was, even though he didn't have an interest in how he was.

"He's busy with practice." She tells him, no change in her normal inflection.

"He's been busy with practice a lot lately." Byeongkwan comments, being as nonchalant as he could be about his ill feelings towards his busy schedule.

"I'm guessing he always is, even before transferring here."

"That sounds believable."

"You don't like him." She states more than asks, catching Byeongkwan by surprise.

"I never said that." A half truth to cover up the full truth in that Byeongkwan had a strong distaste for the man.

She stands, stepping closer to his already upright form, his back hitting his desk as he backs away from her approaching steps. He lays his wrist with the bracelet on the desk, hiding it from her knowing gaze. In the sudden movements, his glasses slide down the bridge of his nose, resting at the end as he watches her from over the frames.

"What do you not like about him?" She inquires, looking up at him with curiosity.

"He says things about you behind your back." Byeongkwan tells her, not wanting to keep that a secret.

"I'm not surprised." She shrugs, not seeming hurt by this information.

"Then why are you still with him?"

"Do you have someone better in mind?"

Byeongkwan wanted to die right there, the way her eyes were looking at him made his heart beat faster and his breathing go irregular. She was waiting for an answer and he only had one truth in his head and knew he couldn't admit that. The lie left his mouth without so much as a thought.

"No."

Her head tilts as he feels his wrist bare the weight of his new lie.

"Byeongkwan." She approaches him, her body mere inches from being completely flush with his. "Do you like me?"

Byeongkwan felt the room heat up, his skin feeling on fire as she awaited his answer. He gulps, feeling a heavy lump sit in his throat that sat there without so much as a movement.

"No."

Another charm added, Byeongkwan's hand becoming tired from the collection appearing on the silver chain.

"You have no attraction to me?"

He shakes his head, not trusting his voice.

"Use your words, BK." She uses his nickname, one she didn't use often, causing a strong inhale to come from his nose.

"No." His voice was shaky, as shaky as his arm holding the weight of his lies.

"You don't get nervous when I hold your hand?"

"Please don't make me answer these." He could feel his face burning as he tried his best to avoid her eyes.

"If you were telling the truth I wouldn't ask them."

"I am telling the truth." Another charm.

"Byeongkwan, I can tell when you're lying cause you are so terrible at it."

She reaches her hand out to his shoulder, his eyes squeeze shut as he braces for her next move. The shoulder her hand rests on begins to tingle, the feeling following her fingers as they trail down his arm at an excruciating slow pace. The heat in the room increasing to unbearable temperatures as her fingers reach his bare forearm.

"Can I see your bracelet?"

"Please don't make me." He pleads in words and deeds as he opens his eyes to convey his pleas that way.

"Why not?" She asks, her face twisting into sadness, a face much like the one from all those years ago when he told the lie of not liking her.

Byeongkwan wanted to avoid the truth, knowing it would expose all his lies. However this sad face of hers was something he couldn't bear to see.

"Because I can't." He breathes, his voice shaky and weak from the heat his body had experienced.

"Yes you can, I would never make you feel terrible about this."

"It's.. It's not that." He sighs, the weight he felt on his chest creating an unfamiliar anxious feeling, that paired along with his mind swirling with a million thoughts he felt he could pass out. 

"My wrist is stuck from all the charms..."

"Byeongkwan, you could have told me the truth." She scolds him through her giggles, her fingers reaching his, an electric shock going through him at the contact.

Her fingers intertwine with his, like they had done so countless times before. However, this time, something felt different. Byeongkwan felt warmth throughout his body and fireworks in his stomach. He wasn't sure if these were pleasant feelings yet, but he wasn't going to stop her as she brought his wrist from behind his back.

The chain was full of charms now, various objects adorning Byeongkwan's wrist as she inspected it with care.

The pad of her finger traces the charms, them swaying even heavier against the friction. Her eyes trail upwards to their intertwined hands, her eyes darting to Byeongkwan's for a quick second before staring back at their hands.

"Our fingers have always intertwined perfectly." She notes.

Byeongkwan watches her, a blushing heat covering his whole body as she inspects him with great intent.

"I wish the bracelet worked on me."

She took a step closer to Byeongkwan, her chest meeting his as she looks deep into his eyes.

"That way I could say how much I adore you and want you to be mine. I could say it all without a single charm appearing on the chain. I could say that I love you and you could believe me without a doubt because my bracelet would show no deceit."

Byeongkwan's mouth hung open as she stared at him, waiting for his response. He believed her. All the words she spoke, each sentence felt like truth to him, he didn't need a bracelet to believe that. However, he couldn't get the words out to convey that to her, so he did the only thing he could think to do.

With his free hand he wraps it around her waist, still holding her hand like his life depended on it as he introduces theirs lip, his kiss passionate to pour years of feelings into the kiss. She made a small sound of surprise at the weight of the kiss, but kissed him back with as much passion as he was giving off. Her hand went to the nape of his neck, pushing his lips further into hers. Their oxygen was running out, however neither one seemed to care as they stay lip locked, trying to get enough air through their noses as they clung to each other.

She pulls away, her breath coming out in heavy puffs of air as her chest pushes against him with every breath out, his demeanor similar to hers. Their lips were still touching as he spoke his next words through his panting.

"I love you."

It was barley a whisper, but she heard it and when she looked down to his wrist to see if his bracelet would become heavier, her smile widened as she watched the bracelet stay the same, he spoke no false words.

She looks back at him, her eyes boring into his as love danced in them. They had a lot of kisses and touches to catch up on, so it comes to no surprise when they lean back in again to share another passionate kiss.

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#5

(Brian David Gilbert voice) That’s right. It’s Peter Maximoff, baby!

75 notes • Posted 2021-04-02 17:38:45 GMT

#4

Peter: Hey, can I steal some of these question mark stickers?

Kurt: Oh, sure! Why?

Peter, casually: Gonna go put them on some stop signs.

Kurt: Oh, okay!

Kurt:

Kurt: PETER, NO!

80 notes • Posted 2021-03-31 18:55:04 GMT

#3

hey, wait, big brain idea.

sosososo

we got scott, jubilee, ororo, peter, jean, and kurt are all doing their own shit, whatever.

jubes comes up with the brilliant idea to have a sleepover in the common area.

jean gets face masks on everyone, they take care of scott's hair (you can't tell me that bitch doesn't use like a 3 in 1 thing), peter's too (he genuinely takes care of his hair, but he still wants to be pampered), and all that jazz, whatever.

they paint kurt's nails and he adores them, jean and ororo do each other's makeup, jubilee makes all of them friendship bracelets, whatever.

peter and jubes are giving the best gossip, but it just becomes those two squawking to each other.

jubilee: did you notice that logan's claws or whatever don't make that "shhkt" sound? he does it himself!

peter, eating a cucumber slice that was on his eye: i know! when he first showed me his mutation, it was actual bone and it squelched and shit. it was mad gross.

i'm sorry, i just need to see those guys all vibing together, just acting like actual teenagers. i understand peter isn't a teenager, but shush. i just need, aight.

102 notes • Posted 2021-05-12 22:06:11 GMT

#2

Wanda: Peter, c'mon, you gotta get up.

Teenage Peter in his rebellious phase: Afafuff... shmooboovoo.

Pietro: Peter, come on.

Peter, burrowing back under his blankets: I'm dying to hear what you're doing in my room at 8:45 on a Saturday.

Wanda: *yanks the blanket off of him*

Peter, curled in a fetal position: This is beyond heinous, man.

Peter, stretching: Did you not read the study?

Wanda: I don't care about the study.

Peter:

Peter, deadpan: You are the very essence of evil.

118 notes • Posted 2021-04-29 21:18:04 GMT

#1

Kirishima Headcanon (w/ some Kiribaku)

Kirishima snorts when he laughs. He has a loud laugh, and if he laughs hard enough, he starts snorting. It’s hard for him to stop, but when he realizes he’s been snorting, he immediately stops.

Back in middle school, one of his friends said something about people who snort when they laugh sound ugly and disgusting, so when Kiri realized he did it, he stopped doing it, opting to try avoiding laughter altogether.

One time, when hanging out with the Bakusquad, Kaminari and Sero were cracking jokes back and forth. Sero made some joke, and Kiri couldn’t hold back his laughter.

He started laughing a little bit, and as they made more jokes, he laughed harder, even getting a few chuckles from Bakugou.

But then he snorted, and he stopped immediately.

No one really noticed.

Except Bakugou.

Bakugou took that as a challenge, like he always does.

He wanted to get Kirishima to laugh and not go quiet after.

So one day, when it was just them in the common room, they were just chilling on the couch, watching Deadpool.

And that’s a fucking hilarious movie, you can’t tell me otherwise.

So Kirishima snickering under his breath, occasionally letting out a giggle.

Then some joke makes him laugh super hard.

He starts laughing and snorting, and Bakugou finds his laugh to be super cute.

The second Kirishima stops, he puts his hands on Kiri’s sides, tickling the shit out of him.

Kirishima starts laughing even harder, trying to beg Bakugou to stop, but he literally can’t.

And while he’s laughing, Bakugou (while still tickling him) finds himself burying his face into the crook of his neck and grinning, saying “There’s my little ray of sunshine,”

Needless to say, when they stopped, there were some confessions that had to be made.

172 notes • Posted 2021-01-05 19:57:25 GMT

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