#i think this about peppermint bark too. like cut out the middle man and just let it be dark chocolate and peppermint

[franollie]

why does everything with dark chocolate in it feel the need to add white chocolate too. babe let the dark chocolate work her magic youre ruining it

[sluttyminghao]

when at an awards show... | w.jh x h.vc

w.c: 4.2k genre: smut! pairing: junhui x vernon x fem!reader contains: dom!junhui, dom!vernon, sub!reader, cockwarming, degradation kink, praise kink, slight mentions of mirror sex, also a little bit of car sex oop, sex without protection (please wear protection tho), a bit of spitroasting too?  warnings: alcohol mention right at the beginning :) a/n: for my darling @junsol​ on her birthday, i hope you enjoy reading this as much as i enjoyed writing it! thank you for giving me the opportunity to do this ily!

The room was dimly lit and the idol awards show was well underway, but your mind was elsewhere. It wasn’t that you didn’t want to be there to support your best friends and their achievements, but you could think of other things you could be doing with your time, rather than sitting for hours on end listening to the hosts ramble on about meaningless topics.

You sighed and looked down at your drink, swirling the orange substance around in the glass before picking it up and taking a large swig, and setting the almost empty glass back down afterwards. The slight burn from the alcohol made shivers run down your spine, and you couldn’t help but smile at the warm feeling that spread throughout your veins.

“Hey, are you okay?” A deep voice rumbled from next to you, making your head lift to face whoever was asking. When your eyes finally adjusted to the darkness, you let a lopsided grin take over your face when Junhui’s beautiful features came into view. A small smile appeared on his face when you nodded your head slightly, before resting your head on his shoulder.

Junhui was probably the closest to you out of all the band members; he had seen you at your highest points and your lowest and was always the most sincere and genuine towards you. If you were completely honest with yourself as well, you’d probably had the biggest crush on him ever since you had first met. It didn’t help in the slightest that his naturally flirtatious nature made your heartbeat a thousand times faster, and send a blush to your cheeks that didn’t go unnoticed by him.

“I just wish I could go home right now,” you pouted, reaching out to play with Junhui’s fingers. He scoffed and lifted your head towards his so that your eyes were peering into his own. “You want to go home? Do you think I want to be here? I’d much rather be back at the dorms with you, snuggled up in my bed,” he retorted, and his words not only brought a blush to your cheeks but also a wave of arousal flowing throughout your body.

The banter between you and Junhui was always like this; bickering with an underlying tone of flirtation that was just enough to make the other members roll their eyes or tell you to take it elsewhere. Only one person didn’t complain about it, Vernon, with whom you were also particularly close. He would always tease you about the flirtatious banter, but his eyes would show hints of jealousy every time he spoke with you afterwards.

It confused you, to say the least.

“You think we would just be snuggled up in bed? I thought for sure you’d want to go further than that,” you replied with a smug smile, making Junhui tense up. He chose to not reply and instead placed a hand on your exposed thigh, squeezing the flesh gently. Your and went to rest atop of his, lacing your fingers through his and sighing softly at the contact.

From across the table, you briefly caught eyes with Vernon, whose expression was unreadable. He cocked a brow at you as if to ask something along the lines of ‘what are you looking at?’ but the small smirk that graced his features told you that his expression meant something else. His eyes darted down to your phone as if to tell you to check your texts, so you picked up your phone and your eyes squinted as they adjusted to the sudden bright light of the screen.

A simple text from Vernon, but it made your whole body heat up as you read and re-read the message. 

‘You’re acting a little bratty right now, trying to impress someone? Or just doing it to be an attention whore?’

Another glance up and you noticed that Vernon had disappeared from his place at the table, and your eyes found him walking towards the bathrooms. Deciding to follow him, you quickly excused yourself and earned a wink from Junhui, before you were making quick steps towards the bathroom in hopes to catch your close friend.

You and Vernon had previously had a small fling that only lasted a few weeks, but your friendship overruled and you mutually decided to remain friends. While you enjoyed being friends with him, you couldn't help the spark of excitement you would feel whenever he let his hand linger on yours, or if he sat a little too close to you when you watched movies. 

He was closer than you thought he was as you made your way down the hallway he had disappeared into, as you were quickly pulled by the arm into an empty room, a small yelp leaving your lips before a hand was covering your mouth, and you panicked even more. “Relax, it’s just me,” Vernon hissed, letting his hand off your mouth and taking his hand off your arm.

“What the hell, man? Why did you drag me into this room-” your complaints and worries were immediately cut off by Vernon pressing his lips to yours hurriedly, pulling your body flush against his own. Instinctively, your hands wrapped around his neck and let yourself melt into his touch, making a smug smirk pull to his lips. 

“I love your lips. You taste amazing, I’ve wanted to do this for so long,” he whispered between kisses, letting his hands fall from your waist to your ass and squeezing. You could only sigh softly against his mouth in response before he was pressing himself to your mouth again, letting his tongue press against yours and meld as if you were one person.

He tasted vaguely of peppermints, and you couldn’t say you didn't like it.

Vernon pulled away from you briefly, letting you both catch your breath while he adjusted his suit. “Well, that was hot, have room for one more?” another voice filtered through the room and made both you and Vernon jump before you both turned to see Junhui leaning against the doorframe, eyebrow cocked and his lips upturned into a smirk. He walked towards you both, and you couldn't help but feel small under his burning gaze.

“I-it’s not what it looks like,” you began, letting your body back up against the wall. The older man laughed and rolled his eyes, before moving quickly to stand in front of you, while Vernon stared at him slack-jawed. “Sure, you say that, but I saw the text that Vernon sent you and it looks pretty suspicious if you ask me,” he chuckled, holding your phone out to you between his thumb and middle finger. You couldn’t help the burn that covered your cheeks and spread throughout your body.

“What are you even doing here?” Vernon questioned, putting his hands in his pockets and looking towards his friend. “I volunteered to come and look for you both since you’d be gone for a while, and I’ve gotta say, it looks like you two were having some fun though,” Jun let one of his hands reach out to tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear, only making your skin burn up once more.

“And why would you care, hm? I don't think whatever we decide to do is your business… But if you're so curious, yeah, we were having a great time.” You began, studying his face to see how he would react, quickly glancing at Vernon from over your shoulder, who did nothing but look at you with a smirk filled with amusement before you bit your lip and winked at him, just to tease Junhui. "I couldn't help it, Junnie… Vernon has such hot and warm lips… Whenever I see him, I can't control myself. He's such a good kisser, makes my head spin." You sighed, feeling your body go warm just thinking about it. “And also, although you're so handsome and hot yourself, you're just bark and no bite. I doubt you could ever gather the courage to put me on my knees like him." You pouted, grazing your pointer finger over the side of his neck, his eyes following your every action. "He can make me submit to him in a heartbeat, he knows how to be in charge… But you? Junnie… You're just my soft, flirty friend, aren't you?” You spoke cockily, making Junhui’s brows furrow in clear annoyance.

The room fell silent for a few beats before Junhui was walking forward and pressing his body against yours, large hand squeezing your cheeks and forcing your face up to meet his dark, lustful orbs and letting his breath fan across your neck.

"I can see you're testing your luck tonight, baby. You have such a sharp tongue." He spoke darkly, a breathy chuckle erupting from his throat as the pads of his fingers wandered from your jaw, to down your neck and collarbones, setting your skin aflame. "I never thought our first time would be like this, I must admit… But since you're having such an attitude, I might as well teach you that you shouldn't use that pretty mouth for anything other than sucking on my dick as soon as I ask you to."

Your breathing became hitched as he let his lips skim across your jaw, and you wondered if he had locked the door before he came inside. Vernon kept watching the scene in front of him, secretly loving the bickering between the two of you.

“Did you lock the door?” You asked breathily, your fingers brushing through Junhui’s soft strands of hair. You knew where this was going.

“Now where’s the fun in that? Maybe I want people to walk in here and see how much of a mess you are once we’re done with you,” his voice was like velvet as he spoke, and sent shivers cascading down your spine. It was no secret how aroused he was already, feeling his rock hard cock pressing against your stomach, but to be fair, you weren't any better.

You could hardly form a coherent sentence towards him when he nipped at your skin, a pretty pink mark blooming where his teeth had been. His nimble fingers moved your dress straps down your arms and exposed your breasts, a low whistle coming from his lips at the sight. “God, how have I gone this long without seeing these gorgeous breasts of yours?” He hissed under his breath, immediately dipping his head down to nip at the buds.

~~~~

Vernon stood a few feet away from you, feeling his erection grow when he saw how your body reacted to Junhui’s actions. He couldn’t help himself but to move forward and let his hands reach out to play with the bud of your free breast, making a whine spill past your lips. “You look so pretty like this, you’re so hot,” he murmured, and your skin burned at the compliment, making both men chuckle.

“Now, we don’t have a lot of time in here, doll, so let’s make this quick. I want you to come and sit your pretty ass on this couch and pull your dress up for me,” Junhui whispered the words against your lips, making heat pool in your abdomen, and you felt as if your legs were jelly when you finally made your way to the couch he was referring to. 

You made quick work of pulling up your dress, feeling more exposed than ever in front of your two best friends. The lust clouding your mind overthrew those feelings, and it wasn’t long before Junhui was kneeling in front of you, a small smile hanging on his face. He let his lips linger over the top of yours, captivating your senses and your being until you couldn’t take the pressure and pressed your lips to his heatedly. There was a clash of teeth and tongue and he took the opportunity to slide his hand down and play with your soaking folds, eliciting a gasp from you and the men couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Look at how needy you are for us, and we’ve hardly even done anything,” Vernon chuckled, letting his hands roam across your upper body while Junhui pulled away and focused on your swollen bud. You didn’t even have the chance to react to their ministrations before Junhui was letting his tongue dart out to collect your juices. A loud moan passed your lips but was silenced quickly by Vernon placing a hand over your mouth. “Can’t be too loud here, babe, we don’t want to get caught now, do we?”

With the way they were both teasing you, it wasn’t long until you were on the brink of orgasm and begging for a release. “P-please...need to cum!” Your pleas were muffled by Vernon’s large palm still, and he gave you a stern look that said that if you were to cum, they wouldn’t let you cum again. “Just relax, baby, don’t cum yet and you’ll get a bigger reward afterwards,” Junhui cooed, sucking little love bites into the skin of your inner thigh.

It took all of your willpower to not cum, and they finally cut you some slack when they both pulled away from you, letting you catch your breath. You whined as your powerful orgasm ebbed away, but it wasn’t long until another flow of arousal was coating your inner thighs as you watched both men pull their cock out of their suit pants and pumped, letting small pearlescent beads of pre-cum gather on the tip. Your mouth watered at the sight, and you just knew that no matter who was inside of you, you’d end up walking funny for at least three days.

“Ass up in the air sweetheart, see that mirror that’s hanging on the wall there?” Junhui tilted his head in the direction of the floor-length mirror, which you had seemingly missed in your hurry to get their lips on you. You nodded and turned your head back to Junhui, who smirked and shifted your body so that you were facing the mirror, and you could see how truly fucked out you had become from these two men.

Vernon situated himself behind you and smoothed a hand down your back, making sure that you were in a comfortable position and wouldn’t get too many marks on your body to seem suspicious. You could feel his erection pressing against your thigh, and you couldn’t help but wiggle your ass at him and whine loudly, getting impatient.

“Please fuck me! I’ve been so good for you, I’ll even suck your dick later!” You pleaded, giving him the best possible puppy dog eyes you could muster up in your given position. Without a warning, he had thrust the tip of his cock into you, before pulling out in a teasing manner. You whined even louder, letting your frustrations be known to both of the men, before Junhui finally stepped in front of you, cock in hand. “I know a good way to get you to shut up, whore, open up that pretty mouth for me and get to work,” he spat, letting his pre-cum stain your lips before pushing the tip inside of your welcoming mouth, bobbing eagerly up and down the first half of his erection.

While you focussed your attention on Junhui’s cock inside of your mouth, Vernon took the opportunity to slide his cock the rest of the way inside of you, your moans and whines of appreciation reverberating around Junhui’s cock and in turn, letting a hiss leave Junhui’s lips. “Fuck, your mouth feels amazing,” he murmured, thrusting his hips into your mouth and causing you to choke on his thick cock. Vernon’s hips never let up inside of you either, thrusting deep inside of you and hitting all of the right places. A small glance into the mirror showed tears running down your face and your makeup ruined, but neither of the boys seemed to care. 

You were going to be in so much trouble after this.

Vernon’s cock was thick and long, and with the way he was thrusting erratically, he brought you to orgasm relatively quickly and sending you into a spiral of incoherent babbles and leg spasms. You had also taken the time to deepthroat Junhui’s cock, taking as much of him as possible and doing your best to stroke any remaining shaft that you couldn’t take. The feelings were becoming too much, and your mouth was becoming slack. 

“Fuck, she’s getting tighter, I think she’s gonna cum,” Vernon rasped, spanking your ass before doubling his pace, making a cry fall from your lips as the feelings of your orgasm began to wash over you. Your vision turned white as your orgasm turned your body rigid, Junhui’s cock fell from your lips and you couldn’t stop the moans from escaping you, even more so when you heard Vernon’s loud groan as he came too, filling your walls with his hot cum.

When you finally regained your vision, you saw Junhui smiling softly at you, and wiping your cheek to rid it of some of your mascara. “You did so well, sweetheart, so well for us,” he hummed, letting you rest for a while before helping you to stand. 

When you stared at your gaze in the mirror, you knew that if you bumped into anyone on the way back to the table, that they would instantly know what you had been up to. While Vernon adjusted himself in his boxers and fixed up his suit, you glanced over at Junhui, who very clearly still had a raging erection since you didn’t get to finish him off.

“Don’t you wanna cum too?” You asked him, letting your palm land against his clothed erection and begin to rub gently. He closed his eyes and let out a sigh through his nose, holding back on a groan before opening his eyes again and reaching for your hand. “I do, so badly, but I wanna be inside of you, and I have a plan, don’t worry,” he replied, kissing the palm of your hand before helping you to straighten your dress and fix up your hair so it doesn’t look like you had just been fucked in a random room at an awards show.

Carefully, you all walked back out to the ceremony and noticed that they were wrapping up with a performance from a rookie group. You sighed as you took a seat, and brushed off everyone’s confused and concerned glances thrown around the table. “We thought you got lost!” Chan piped up, a chuckle leaving your lips at his somewhat innocent demeanour. “We were just worried, that’s all, you didn’t even tell anyone where you were!” Seungcheol commented, a concerned look present on his face even with the dim lighting of the room.

“I’m fine! I think I did get lost in the hallways, there’s so many of them,” you stated nervously, scratching at the back of your head. Junhui had resumed his earlier position with his hand on your thigh, but this time it was sitting higher up, and you couldn’t help but lean into his touch. “I can’t wait for this to be over so I can have you all for myself,” he whispered into your ear, sending shivers down your spine. 

“What do you mean by that?”

“You’ll see.”

~~~~~~

 You don’t know how he managed to do it, but somehow, in some way, Junhui had managed to secure you sitting on his lap on the way home, as dangerous as it was. “Isn’t this illegal?” You spoke hurriedly, not even having the opportunity to choose somewhere else before the van was moving off. “I mean, probably, but you won’t be complaining soon,” he retorted, a cheeky smile covering his face.

From the angle you were sitting on his lap, you could feel his rock hard erection pressing against your ass. You wiggled around a little to tease him, but when he gripped your hips with an iron-like force, you halted, knowing he was about to return the same energy to you.

With quick movements, he had lifted you off his lap a little, freed his cock from their confines before shifting your dress and panties to the side. Without warning, he sunk you back down onto his cock, and you had to try your absolute hardest to stifle your moan. Luckily, Vernon was sitting next to Junhui and was having the time of his life, watching you try to contain your moans.

“Now, you’re gonna sit on my cock back to the dorms, and if you cum at all, we get to punish you, got it?” He teasingly whispered into your ear, and you could feel his chest moving back and forth with the way he lightly chuckled. 

He knew it wasn’t going to be easy for you.

It also wasn’t made any easier when Vernon managed to slip his hand underneath your dress and find your swollen bud with ease, drawing slow circles onto it and making your legs twitch. “V-Vernon...please…” you whispered out, earning a low groan from Junhui as you bumped against his cock. “Fuck, stay still if you know what’s good for you,” he moaned out, only earning a whimper from you in response. With the way that Vernon’s nimble fingers were pressing to your clit, and the feeling of Junhui’s thick cock filling you up in all the best ways, you could feel your orgasm impending and it was beginning harder to maintain control over yourself.

“I-I…” you managed to stutter out, before it was too late and you could feel your orgasm washing over you, your juices running down Junhui’s cock and your thighs and getting onto his pants. He hissed at the way you tightened around him and wrapped his arms around your waist to keep you on his cock, thrusting up into you lightly so it wasn’t obvious to anyone else in the car. You rode out your high and immediately felt your cheeks burn, and looked up to see Vernon feigning disappointment.

“I guess we need to teach you a lesson then, don’t we? But first, Junhui wants something from you,” Vernon spoke lowly, nodding his head to the man behind you. You weakly turned your head around and saw his dark eyes pooling with desire, and you knew he was only moments away from his breaking point. “As soon as this car stops and everyone is out, I’m going to be fucking you so hard into this car seat you won’t be able to walk inside.”

You gulped and took note of where you were, less than 5 minutes away from the dorm and you couldn’t help but feel excited over the prospect of having both of your best friends cum inside of you. He kept you situated on his cock, seemingly having an innocent conversation with Vernon while you tried to remain as quiet as possible. It became increasingly difficult, especially with speed bumps making you bounce up and down on his cock, but you finally made it back to the dorms, almost on the brink of yet another orgasm. 

The three of you watched as everyone filed out of the van, making sure everyone was out before the door was pulled shut and Junhui had immediately flipped you over, pounding into you as if his life depended on it. He had given you no warning, and the moans and whimpers were flying out of your mouth like a mantra. “God you’re so fucking tight, look how well your pussy takes my cock,” he groaned out, slamming his hips into yours repeatedly. By now, Vernon had taken his cock out and was stroking it languidly, his bottom lip pulled in by his teeth to prevent any noise from falling out.

“I’m gonna fill you up, sweetheart, gonna pump my cum into you and make you walk inside with it,” he whispered, loving how your eyes rolled back into your head at his comment. You could feel his cock throbbing inside of you, and it only took another few moments of him praising you that he too, came inside of you with a loud groan. A hand flew down to rub your clit in fast circles, sending you over the edge once more with a loud cry into Junhui’s palm.

Your breathing was erratic as he pulled out, and out of the corner of your eye, you noticed that Vernon had found a tissue to cum inside of and was casually tossing it into his pants pockets and getting himself back into his pants. Junhui had done the same to himself and was slowly placing your clothes back into their rightful positions so that they sat properly. 

“That was...amazing,” you breathed, sitting up and cringing slightly at the feeling of their cum dripping down your thighs. Both of the men nodded and hummed in agreement, before opening the door of the van. “I think that we should continue this inside though, I still have a little bit of energy to burn,” Junhui commented, earning a scoff from Vernon and a slap from you, but you couldn’t say it didn’t turn you on. “What did you have in mind?” You spoke up, earning surprised glances from both of them before their eyes turned dark once more.

“Why don’t you come inside and find out, sweetheart?” 

[expired-monster-craft-smp]

Vibes Dream SMP members give off (in my opinion)

Dream

Barked at people in high school ironically but it became unironic real quick

Can’t cook very well but is good with a knife, especially at a fast pace

One of those kids who either purposely spells the first word wrong in a spelling bee to just be done with it right away or tries the hardest and manages to win (there is no inbetween for this heathen)

Bites ice cream with his teeth

Has snorted pixie stix far too many times and sneezed blue after each time

Eats bananas with the peels

Wears mismatched socks

Has taken a bite out of a pool noodle because he liked the texture and impulsively bit it (ADHD things✨😌)

Walks around looking extremely high but he’s just spacin out and stuck in his head

Dreams (lmao) in Minecraft and video games in general

Will flirt with anything that moves but has no idea how to respond to compliments

Makes fun of himself first before anyone else can

Has eaten an orange peel and it wasn’t that bad in his humble opinion

Wears khaki shorts

Eats the wax part of the baby bell cheese

Doesn’t actually know what genre his music taste is cause he vibes to everything

Georgenotfound

Picks at the skin on his lip when it’s dry so it bleeds and he tries not to give in by licking his lips often enough to the point where it became a habit

Wears velcro shoes because he doesn’t feel like tying them (he knows how, he just doesn’t wanna do it)

Eats peanut butter straight from the jar

Makes that disgusting “ants on a log” thing (celery stick filled with peanut butter topped with a row of raisins)

Can’t drink milk plain, it’s gotta have some sort of flavour

Can draw a perfect straight line but his circles look Terrible

Eats cheez-its like cereal without milk

Loves making little noises so much like he walks around his house doin chores and he’s just goin “memememenownownwnkwkshskshkshskhs”

Hates wearing socks

Coloured his tongue with highlighters because they’re non-toxic

Constantly tapping his feet and hands to a song/beat playing in his head

I can’t imagine this man using a bike of any sort, so Imma say he doesn’t know how

Can’t be licked by dogs because he’s used to being licked by his cat so it makes him uncomfortable

Can actually sing pretty well but gets real nervous in front of people so he fucks it up

Sapnap

No idea how to cook anything other than Mac and cheese please help this man

Meows at cats because he wants to confuse them and laughs Way too hard when he does (his laugh is like sunshine so I’ll allow it)

Would be fantastic at braiding hair Idk why

Gives the BEST fuckin hugs EVER

When singing, he makes noises for the instrumental parts too

Wanted to play the drums at one point

Really likes pit bulls but he’s more of a cat person so he loves them from afar

Only vaguely knows how to shave his face properly without hurting himself

Opportunities for him come up out of pure luck but mans is skilled for them so it works out well almost Always

Used to or currently has a skateboard and isn’t too bad

ALWAYS has bruises appearing everywhere for no reason, he doesn’t even know where 90% of them are from

Calls his friends twinks to jokingly bully them and gets away with it because he himself is not a twink

Gets sudden bursts of energy in the middle of the night and just shimmies around a bit to try and deal with it

Favours spearmint over peppermint

Arsonist

Banned from three (3) Dave & Busters in Texas

Badboyhalo

Washes his hands after doing literally anything

Likes the bird exhibits at the zoo (specifically the penguins)

Very good at cooking, best at soups and stews

If he painted his nails they would definitely be a baby blue

Overthinks very simple things and it makes him look less smart than he actually is

Drinks tap water

Probably prefers whiskey over beer

Knows how to tap dance a bit

Surprisingly good at taking and handling shots

Steady hands

Adds extra chocolate to hot chocolate

Plays sudoku and is really really good at it (only uses pen when he plays)

Everytime he sees a Himalayan salt lamp he NEEDS to lick it despite knowing it’s very salty and he’ll pull a face afterwards

Not great at Rock Paper Scissors

Wears sunglasses inside for no reason at all, he just,,,Does

Still has a stuffed animal from childhood perched on his bed

Probably tried his hand at archery

Tommyinnit

He has no idea how to use a baby voice on children or animals, so he just talks to them normally

Wears socks to bed

His fingers are double jointed

Always starts twitching if he stays still for too long because he’s gotta move around

His shoes and have different laces and it bothers everyone but himself

Doodles on himself in class when he’s bored or not paying attention

Has really good hearing, both with pitch and volume

Can’t eat tomato’s by themselves, it’s either gotta be in sauce form or with something else

FUCKING LOVES STRING CHEESE

Terrible handwriting

Favourite part of a slice of bread is the crust

Wants to paint his nails black to be cool and edgy but his hands are far from steady and he has no clue how to paint nails

Pretty affectionate with close friends (like Tubbo and Wilbur) off stream/camera

He likes pears for some reason

Wilbur Soot

Is constantly having to decide between leaving his hair as is or shaving all of it off

He also thinks about adding some colour but never actually does

Most tea is gross to him

Everytime he puts a breath mint thats circular in his mouth, he pretends it’s a pill and he’s taking drugs because he thinks that’s funny

He does that vacant state as a joke but that really what he looks like when he’s spacing out

Likes to aggressively flirt with his male friends but if his female friends flirt with him, he gets a bit flustered

Has probably accidentally swallowed a guitar pick

Once drank two entire jars of pickle juice

Bonks his head on anything and everything

He has broken a pair of glasses by walking face first into a pole outside

Thinks kinetic sand is fun

Has passionate arguments with others about trivial and random topics like chicken feet

Can open a beer bottle with his teeth

Would accidentally pop and swallow a bracket if he had braces

Tubbo

Hates sharp cheddar cheese

Everytime he learns a new word it’s in every sentence he says for the next week or so

Ate candle wax for a dare once

Doesn’t know how to tie a tie and will probably never learn

Wanted to do ballet at one point but decided not to

He has eaten multiple flowers for absolutely no reason other than wanting to know how they taste

Starts vibrating if he’s too excited

Used to bite his nails

ABSOLUTELY DESPISES MUSTARD

Has eaten paper and says it doesn’t taste that bad

Enjoys telling his friends how much they mean to him (this has resulted in Tommy and Wilbur crying on a few seperate occasions)

Spaces out a lot and doesn’t often pay attention to his surroundings

Gets lost inside of Best Buy’s

Likes s’mores but doesn’t properly understand how to make them

Technoblade

Learned to cook purely out of spite and found it’s actually pretty fun

Constantly getting smacked in the face by trees when walking outside

Really likes apple pie

Everytime he looks at potatoes he thinks of all the hours he spent trying to win the potato war

Starts things as a joke and gets too into it

Doesn’t like the taste of most energy drinks

Has rubbed salt and lemon juice into an open wound to just,,see how it felt (he did it once and Hated it but did it again because he forgot what it felt like)

Sometimes hates how quiet he is because everyone he knows is loud and talks over him

Despite how he is portrayed in the Dream SMP, he is extremely loyal to his friends and would kill for them

Over seasons his food because he can’t taste it otherwise

Really good balance

Doesn’t like to wear bright colours, but still enjoys wearing colours

Good at knitting

Quackity

Actually fairly quiet when off camera

Will accidentally use Spanish grammar while speaking English sometimes

Country music confuses him

Doesn’t really like kids but they really like him

Can’t dance

Hardest drugs he’s ever done is second hand smoke from a cigarette and children’s Tylenol

His favourite jolly ranchers are the red and blue ones

He uses lighters as fidget toys basically

Will have a breakdown, take a bubble bath, and call himself the self care king

Dehydrated

Wants a pet rat but he already has a cat and doesn’t wanna risk anything

Constantly questions why his main source of income is playing Minecraft with two 16 year olds

Karl Jacobs

Probably ate a spider once

Would wear those socks that are like gloves for you feet where it separates all the toes

Eats ravioli straight from the can, cold

Can answer an incredibly complex math equation fairly easily but will stumble over 12x11

Loves kids so much and speaks to them in a soft voice

Tried making ramen in a coffee pot and broke it

Drinks 2 monster energy drinks a day on average

Likes to open walnuts with his teeth but doesn’t actually eat them

The embodiment of that one John Maulany joke where he says you could spill soup in his lap and HE’D apologize to YOU

Loves physical affection so so much!!!!

If he moves his wrists in a certain way, they pop Really Loudly

Fantastic at making cookies

Fundy

Lowkey actually a furry but more on like, a cat boy level than fursuit level

Drives a Honda Civic

Likes ABBA

Adds parsley to almost anything he makes food-wise

Loves garlic bread so much, he’d commit a federal crime for it

Middle child vibes

Decent at skiing

Good at singing but isn’t terribly confident

Seems responsible at first glance but in reality he’s pretty chaotic and childish

Bad at spelling

Always cuts his nails way too short so they always feel weird/hurt

Likes bracelets and rings

Thinks pastel colours slap

JSchlatt

Despite the character he plays, he’s actually really sweet

He’s genuinely that cryptic off camera as he is on camera

Can cook but chooses not to most of the time

Would probably say “what pussy size you wear” to anyone who asks him to buy pads

Not actually as intimidating as he appears to be

Lowkey would fight a child

Shuts down when someone compliments him, often using aggression as a front because holy shit they just called him handsome and kind what the Fuck-

Jokingly says his license is suspended but in all actuality he never got his license in the first place

He has two (2) extra teeth but they don’t need to be removed so he kept them

Has a stick n poke of a stickman on his ankle he got in high school

Likes physics

This is already very long, and I still plan on adding more.

[aro-aizawa]

heckie ye another tag thing i love these. got tagged by @highabovethecloudssomewhere so lets get into it!!

1. Name: Danni

2. Nicknames: uhhh i don’t actually have any i don’t think?? i mean my username i guess. i used to a have a bunch that related to my birth name, and a few of my high school friends called me by my last name too but both of those are irrelevant since i changed my name so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

3. Height: idk man. when i was about 12 i thought i was 5′7″ because i measured myself badly so i was probably 5′3″ and i kept saying i was that even though i was wrong all the time lmao. but the last time that i measured myself at 18 i was 5′7″ so weirdly enough i stopped growing at that. some sort of weird “i predicted my future height” bs there. so i guess i say that i’m that even though it’s been nearly three years and i have no idea if im taller now or not. shrugs.

4. Orientation: asexual/panromantic. i used to think i was bi when i was 15 but uhhhh yeah lmao i figured out a while ago im pan. 

5. Nationality: british or specifically english. my country is shit but at least there’s free healthcare i guess

6. Favourite fruit: mangoes. i would stab a dude to get my hands on some real nice chopped mangoes that are perfectly ripe. they’re expensive and i can’t cut them to save my life, but whenever i can pick up some pre-cut ones i usually do. but if we’re talking fruit flavoured stuff its cherry (which is my second favourite fruit).

7. Favourite season: autumn/winter. i love nearly everything about those two seasons. from the holidays to the weather. i love bundling up indoors with the heating on and just relaxing in the warm environment. i love walking outside when the leaves are falling and just kicking up the unraked dead leaves on the pavement. i love the heavy rain and the constant overcast skies. i also love the fact that the uk now has its snow in spring so lmao that’s a thing.

8. Favourite plant: i wanna say something like the a rose bush (because of my name) or a cherry tree (because of fond childhood memories) but honestly it’s probably jade vine (i just scrolled through five solid months of private messages on tumblr to find one conversation i had where i mentioned it rip) bc its pretty and rare

9. Favourite scent: i adore sweet fruity smells. like a sweet cherry or apple. roses or strawberries, all that good stuff. though at the moment i really really love this cucumber and peppermint spray i bought from primark. it smells really relaxing and refreshing.

10. Favourite colour: a golden yellow. 

11. Favourite animal: i don’t think it’s accurate to say i have one since this changes often. i love sloths, bats, dogs, octopus and squids. they’re all awesome. rn though i think bats are my favourite. mostly because i just looked back through my bats tag on my blog lmao

12. Tea, coffee or hot chocolate: none! i’m not really a hot drinks fan, but if i had to pick one it’d be hot chocolate since i don’t like the taste of either tea or coffee. but it has to be hot chocolate made with warm milk and a ton of sugar added. if you use hot water instead of milk, i will not drink it bc it’ll taste gross.

13. Average hours of sleep: five or six honestly but the days that i get eight or nine are amazing

14. Dogs or cats: always gonna be dogs. i love cats on an aesthetic and thematic level but i have severe allergies (wheezing on the floor from just one touch level bad) and cats dont really like me much. plus most dogs are always happy to see you, are great to pet and interact with, i’m not allergic to a single one, and they’re so stupid but intelligent at the same time. the only thing i dont like about them is when they’re small breeds (chihuahuas and pugs make me especially uncomfortable) and when they bark bc loud noises scare me

15. Favourite fictional character: don’t make me do this bc i love so many characters for so many reasons. i guess i’ll just say that my favourite characterS are spiderman, izuku midoriya, danny phantom, kim possible, toph beifong and usagi tsukino.

16. Dream Trip: three weeks in orlando florida during late summer with my friends. we go to every theme park and stay in a disney hotel for some of it, we check out the restaurants on the strip, chill by the hotel pool for a day or two, and go play mini golf every other night. (basically one of my favourite holidays with my friends replacing my family)

17. When was your blog created: 27th of march 2013. wow. five years on this hellsite. huh.

18. Number of followers: 372! 

19. Random fact: a lot of my favourite childhood characters have shaped my life significantly over the years. like for example, as a kid i always liked the name danny (and all variations of it) because of danny phantom and when i chose my own name i chose Danni. another example is that when i was a kid i had exclusively middle parting and full fringe for the first 11-12 years of my life, but i styled my hair like kim possible’s once (but messing up because she has a right parting and i have a left oops) and now it’s my default style. i’ve tried going back once or twice but i just can’t keep it at all because it doesn’t feel natural lmao

20. Introvert, extrovert or ambivert: introvert. god introvert all the way. i’ve never ever been extroverted and the only close thing is when me and my friends are alone in a room i can be really confident, but other than that i don’t have an extroverted bone in my body. 

[ranger-of-estel]

My Frozen Valentine

For this week’s @ficcingcaptaincanary prompt:  Oh crap, I’m wet and freezing and you’re the only one who can warm me up.

This is set somewhere in S2; Sara is Captain and they got Snart back somehow after Destiny.

As usual the prompt got away from me. So I didn’t have time to get it checked because it just kept growing. (But hey, more CC is never bad right?) This was meant to be done by Tuesday/Wednesday so it went with V day, but well, that didn’t happen.

Read it on AO3

               “Where are you Crook?” Sara sighs, pulling the collar of her jacket up a little higher against the biting wind funneling between shipping containers. She reaches up to her comm, “What was he doing down here anyway?”

               “Not sure,” Mick replies gruffly.

               “One dinner,” she grumbles, “I just wanted one nice meal, is that so impossible?” She hears his bark of laughter bounce off of containers to her left somewhere. “I know, I know.” She spins the silver ring on her pinky, repeated talks about things not going as planned playing in her head.

               “I’m sure Boss is fine Blondie,” Mick replied a little more gently

               “He called you from a strange number and –” she cut off, moving to inspect a red print on a container, her fingers smearing it “I’ve got blood, recent.” She picked up her pace.

               “Where are you?” She could hear his heavy footfalls over the comms.

               “I went for the middle, must be near the water because –“ She froze at the sight of the huddled figure. “Snart!” she ran to his side, hissing as cold water seeped into her jeans when she hit her knees.

               “Hey Birdie,” he focuses on her, taking a shuddering breath.

               “Blondie,” Mick sounds slightly winded.

               “He’s alive,” she replies, reaching out to look for injury. “You’re soaked!” she growls, hands shifting from the dark dress coat.

               “Better than being shot,” he shook his head as she continued to check him over, “Not injured,”

               Mick comes to a stop next to her and she glances up at him. “He’s not wounded but has mild –”

               “Moderate, you took to long.” He corrects, wincing as he tries to sit up straighter.

               “He’s hypothermic,” She glares, though they both know it’s to cover the concern. “We need to get him dry and warm now.” She frowns, “I don’t think he’ll make it back to the ship.”

               “Safe house,” Mick states, bending down to wrap one of Leonard’s arms over his shoulder. “We have one not far from here.” He places loops his other hand into the smaller man’s belt to keep him standing.

               “Fine,” Sara looks at the shivering man, “Just hurry.”

               They start walking slowly at first, Leonard focusing on not stumbling as his partner guided them. He was fighting the fog in his mind when Sara’s scorching hand took his free one, “What happened Len?”

               He turns to look at her, her eyes scanning his face as her thumb rubbed circles on the back of his hand. “Ran into some old friends,” she could hear the chatter of his teeth, “They weren’t so happy to see me, we had a disagreement.” He stumbles and Mick grunts.

               “Almost there,” the larger man motions to an ally ahead. “Gonna need you to pick the lock Blondie,”

               She nods, darting ahead. By the time they reach her the door is open and she’s disappeared inside. It’s a small space; the door opening into a kitchenet, the only separation from the living room being the change from wood to dirty carpet. The later has a single couch, a bookshelf and fireplace. Mick takes him into the even tinier bedroom on the left where Sara has already pulled the sheets back on the twin bed. Once Len is sitting on the side she motions to the living room. “Start a fire for me?”

               “Course Blondie,” he gives his partner one lass glance before leaving for the main room.

               Sara darts to his side, taking only a moment to appreciate his clothes. His in a navy dress shirt with a matching suitcoat, dark slacks she’s pretty sure his shoes are polished. Even soaked he is striking, she can only imagine how much more he’s be smirking at her before offering his arm. But as another powerful shiver takes him she’s reminded he doesn’t have time for her thoughts. “First thing is to get you dry.” She gently takes on arm out of the jacket then the other, tossing it onto the floor before moving to the shirt.

               “This isn’t exactly how I envisioned you undressing me.” He whispers as she pulls the undershirt over his head.

               Her hands pause on his belt, a small laugh escaping her. “Well it’s good to know jumping into a freezing river wasn’t your plan for getting me in bed.”

               “Hey,” she looks up at his words, “I’ll be alright Assassin.”

               “You better be,” she states, pulling the slacks off. The unspoken I can’t lose you again hanging in the air as she drops down to remove his shoes. Normally he’d feel self-conscious about so much of his skin exposed even to her. But as she strips him, replacing his wet underclothes with something dry from the tiny dresser he finds it’s all he can do to stay awake. Soon she has him tucked under blankets, “I’ll be right back,” and takes off out into the main room.

               Mick has a fire going and is digging through what looks like a small storage space. As she approaches he gives a victories shout and pulls out a small space heater. “It will be a while before the fire gets things warm.”

               She nods and takes it from him, “Thank you Mick.”

               “What else?”

               She shakes her head, “There is nothing else you can do for now,” she offers a weak smile, “Go back to the ship, you and Amaya go enjoy dinner.”

               He frowns, “I’m not leaving you and Boss.”

               “She’s been looking forward to this, and there’s no reason for the reservations to go to waste.” She lays a hand on his arm, “I promise to text you as soon as there is a change.”

               He watches her for a long moment before finally sighing. “Fine. But I get a feeling you’re lying to me and I will break down that door.”

               She smiles, “I expect nothing less.”

               This seems to settle him and once she’s locked the door behind him she returns to the little room and gets the heater running near the bed. She tosses her own damp clothes near his before sliding under the sheets. She gasped slightly as she came into contact with his cool skin, but noted that the shaking had lessened dramatically. He shifts, pulling her closer before tucking his face into her shoulder. At first she can’t find words, just reaches up to rest a hand against his neck and the other at his back, willing him to warm against her.

               “I’m sorry,” His voice is quiet, but not as weak as before.

               “Len-,”

               “No,” his breath is distracting as it runs across her shoulder, “You were supposed to enjoy tonight, an instead you have to come looking for me.”  

               “It’s fine,” she traces absently across his back, “Besides, you’re evening got ruined too.”

               He presses a light kiss to her shoulder, “No; I’ve still got you, and that’s enough.”

               She inhales at his words, blinking back tears as she reminds herself that he’s still suffering from the hypothermia, and is likely delirious. She forces herself to focus on the sound of his heart beating steadily against hers, the way his breathing is evening out or how he no longer feels so cold pressed against her.

               When Sara wakes the next morning she’s still tucked against his chest; his head resting lightly atop hers and one of his arms holding her close by the waist. At some point they had kicked most of the sheets to the end of the bed, or tossed them off entirely. She lets herself enjoy the quiet intimacy. Eventually she has to get up, and moves slowly out of his hold. She sits on the side of the bed, noticing how at peace he looks, how soft his features become when he’s not guarded. Her eyes trail down to his partially revealed chest but stop at the top of a scar. She knew he didn’t like them being seen, and while she’d had no choice the previous night she wouldn’t force him to reveal that part of himself until he was ready. Instead she pulls the sheet up a little higher before making her way to the dresser. She grabs her jeans but pulls out a sweater in favor of her still damp shirt. It’s a deep blue, and smells like the wood dresser but there’s still a hint of the peppermint she associates with him. It reaches half way down her thighs, and she has to bunch up material at her wrists as she makes her way out of the bedroom.

               Once she has the fire started once more she returns to the room and grabs the wet clothes from the floor, as she’s walking something falls out of the jacket. She picks up the small box, it’s wrinkling and fragile after the river, but holds together. She sets it on the small island before going to hang clothes near the fire.

               There’s not much in the way of food. Some cereal but no milk, some moldy bread on the counter and beer in the fridge she finds cocoa and stale marshmallows during her search through cabinets and smiles. Eventually she finds some coffee and the pot near the sink; before long she’s perched on the island with a mug and staring down at the little box.

               “Unless you’ve gotten X-ray vision staring holes through the box won’t help you.” She looks up at the familiar drawl, watching as he closes the distance between them.

               “How are you feeling?” She tilts her head.

               “Good as new,” he replies, “Not my first time almost freezing to death,”

               “Yeah, let’s not make this our thing alright?” they share a small smile and she motions to the stove. “There’s coffee,”

               He nods, and she realizes he’s only wearing one shirt as he reaches up for a mug and it reveals the small of his back. When he turns, he offers a raised brow, “See something you like?”

               She shrugs, “Just don’t see your arms much.”

               “Well,” he walks over, stepping in the space between her legs. “You happen to have stolen my usual choice.”

               She just grins, setting her coffee down before resting her arms on his shoulders. “I’m thinking about keeping it.”

               “Well,” he smirks, “My clothes do look good on you.” She flushes slightly and he leans forward and gives a chaste kiss, “So what did you think?”

               She tilts her head at him, hands still laced behind his neck. “About what?” He motions toward the box and she releases him to look over at it once more. “Haven’t opened it.” She shrugs.

               “Why?” he’s genuinely puzzled.

               “Because,” she draws the word out, glancing at the box again. “I wasn’t sure it was mine.”

               He snorted, “Who else would I have been carrying it for Lance?”

               “Lisa, or it could have been something you grabbed for Mick since he was still on the ship.” She gave him a disapproving look, “Did you get thrown into a river for robbing a jewelry store on Valentines day?”

               “No,”

               “But it is stolen,” it’s more statement than question.

               He leans back from her, crossing his arms in front of him. “Is that a problem?”

               She reaches over to trace along the top, “That you thought of me on a heist?” her eyes return to his, “Actually it’s kinda sweet.” She picks it up, then frowns. “I didn’t get you anything.”

               He rolls his eyes, “I wasn’t expecting you to.” His words from the previous night echo back through her mind. Then he continues, “So are you going to keep staring at it all day?”

               She briefly sticks her tongue out at him before pulling the top free, a quiet gasp escaping her lips. Inside is a silver necklace, with a six arm snowflake pendant. There’s a light blue gem at the end of each arm, six diamonds are nestled between them. Another blue gem rests in the center. She runs a finger across it, “Len…” she looks up and finds him watching her intently, “It’s beautiful!”

               He released a breath he didn’t know he was holding, “It matches your eyes.”

               “I was thinking of your gun,” she replies, gaining a small chuckle from him.

               He frowns, brow furrowing slightly. “What’s wrong?” he reaches out, wiping away a tear as it began sliding down her cheek.

               “Nothing, I just.” She took a shaky breath. His hands slide down to rest over hers, but he waits as she takes a moment to pull back her emotions. “When I was with Ollie it was nothing but a game; and then when I was rescued by the league I met Nyssa.” She met his gaze, “And she loved me, I know she did, but her place as Heir to the demon would always come first.”

“Sara why are you –“

“Did you mean it?” she cuts in, tears still shimmering in her eyes. “Last night you said that I was enough…and I’ve never been that to anyone.”

“Yes,” he reaches up, cradling her face in his hands. He leans in to press his lips to hers, an action she easily reciprocates. He doesn’t know how to explain it, isn’t sure when she became so very important. But when he’d been forced to choose between protecting the team and fighting Mick, he’d chosen her. Between escaping or launching the rescue mission, he’d chosen her. When he could choose to return to his old life or stay aboard the cramped little ship, he’d dreamed of her. As they pull away for air he rests his forehead to hers, “I will always choose you Sara, no matter the circumstance.”

And the way she grins at him has him flying, and he decides to embrace this. Embrace the second chance he’d been given to find out exactly what they might have.

(because I suck at describing Jewelry, here’s what I was thinking)