#ooc: OH BEE.. YOU ARE SO COOKED...

[ificouldbeegintobee]

dontcha see yer mah only friend. plz pinky pie. plz. im beggin. be mah friend. promise. say it say yer mah friend.

I.

I..

okay.

You're my friend.

[remusbutfemale]

Just other Dps hcs because idk I like doing them:3

TODD IS ACTUALKY ME so

Todd hcs…where do I start

He definitely plays some sort of instrument, maybe the piano. But he was forced into it and doesn’t associate himself with it unless it’s brought up.

“My mom was thinking of buying a piano” Charlie would probably say and Todd would be like; “oh cool, I play the piano” and everyone’s like ‘what the fuck? You play the piano????’

He’s queer. Do I really have to elaborate here?

He def wasn’t entirely sure on his whole sexuality for a while, but he knows he isn’t straight. So that makes me wanna say he’s unlabeled, he is just a silly guy!

holds stuff off until last minute

“Did you do the Latin homework?” Neil would ask, and Todd would be like 😨 bc he didn’t really forget but he also just forgot it was due the next morning

Neil

he definitely does method acting, especially for puck

He would act like his character in the play during the school days, just for fun; maybe even when he was in his dorm with Todd. (Im gonna pretend he’s alive to not want to die) when he got a bigger role he would go out of his way to put himself in that character’s shoes until he had to film.

He has a collection of rocks I just know it dawg

“Neil what the fuck,” Charlie would say and Neil would turn confused as hell obvi, and Charlie found his little trinket drawer, like yeah he collects other stuff but bros entranced by rocks. “Oh yeah my rocks! Do you like them?” He would ask and Charlie would be like “yeah, I guess.”

His favorite season is summer.

He would LOVE summer, he definitely swims and is outside the entire time. He would probably be deathly afraid of bees tho, would scream and cry when he seen one. He loves summer but hates bugs, he loves butterflies.

steven :3

I have a strong feeling when he was playing soccer he broke his glasses, this happened at least twice.

He would be like ??!?? And stare blindly at his broken glasses on the ground, squinting HIGHKEY. And wouldn’t get a replacement for a day and just be extremely blind trying to see the board in his classes.

doesn’t know how to cook, like at all. OR BAKE he cannot be in a kitchen without fucking it up.

“How the hell did you mix up 1 ½ cups of milk with just half??? Now we have to restart!” Gerard would say; I feel like they’d just be baking at his house during winter break because they have nothing better to do. And Meeks somehow fucked up the bread by adding too much milk and pitts is just like ?!!? How the hell?????

a piece of shit tbh LMAO like in a humorous way

“Cameron you fucking dumbass how did you fuck that problem up? It’s literally sooo easy— don't be mad at me you’re an idiot!” Or like “couldn’t be me, I would never be that down bad especially for a girl— with a fucking boyfriend you weirdo” to knox

SPEAKING OF now its Knox’ turn

we all know he’s a hopeless romantic but I wanna feed into it

He would be on about Chris to Charlie and he would just be like, “okay I genuinely couldn’t care less”. And then he would also read love poems, would be into Romeo and Juliet tbh, probably would imagine him as Romeo and Chris as Juliet.

I genuinely have no hcs for this man so all of these are probably ooc.. but he PROBABLY knows every type of bird to exist, he just looks like that.

“Is that an ancient murrelet!??” He would say looking at a bird sitting a couple feet away, and Neil would be like “how the fuck do you even know that”

Okay this one’s just for me to laugh at

When he was talking to Chris when they were on their way to Neil’s play, knox fell on his ass and it was a really awkward walk there; they didn’t talk and it was just really really awkward

Charlie dalton😈

Don’t get me started

This boy gets on every teacher's nerves like.. he’s just an arrogant piece of shit im sorry😭

“Mr dalton PLEASE sit down” the teacher would ask for the 15th time as Charlie would mess around, and then he would get sent to Nolan’s😭

So so bisexual like it’s insane

He flirts with Neil a lot— as a joke but he thinks Neil is attractive. He also thinks women are hot, I think he has a preference for women but will date a man without a thought. Todd definitely asked one time “are you gay?” And he would be like “I dunno— maybe for your boyfriend” and then Todd would be like “HES NOT MY BOYFRIEND I DON'T EVEN LIKE NEIL LIKE THAT” and Charlie would say “I never said Neil”

Never shuts thebfuck up

Yapper of the year award goes to Charles Dalton like im so fr, the poets love him but Jesus he talks too much😭

[kerfwuffle-the-chaos-causer]

Hi...

I found this.. what should I do with it...?

Yes that's me in the picture..

[@bees-n-bugz]

OH MY GOD YOU ARE TINY.

also dont eat it because i tried it and it was not tasty

and it looks kinda corrupted!!! so thats not good!!

//ooc note: YOU FUCKING COOKED WITH THE ART DUDE

[daddymothxxx]

[.ooc.]

oh yeah, I forgot that I told alex i would make a list of things i like

because i...really struggle with sharing the things i like (childhood parental trauma or whatever)

cats

my cats in particular

non-domestic cats are pretty heckin cool

word searches

the last of us (all parts)

the last of us tv show is pretty good

murderbot / from the murderbot diaries (an autistic, agender, aroace, icon)

Murderbot Diaries by Martha Wells

i really like writing!!!

game grumps, idk

my dad

Daevabad Trilogy by S.A. Chakraborty (a liiiiittle slow, but the pay out and everything else is wonderful)

my closer frands! mara, teej (pascall), bee, ruth, and alex

post-apocalyptic and apocalyptic anything honestly? I mean there's some duds, but the genre is one of my favvies

sci-fi fantasy, too

reading/books (when i can get my adhd to focus lol)

pokemon (i was six with my first gameboy color and a blue cartridge)

i really like humanities like history, anthropology, sociology, psychology etc. i think humans are actually pretty fucking neat okay. when the worst of us aren't coloring us as awful, we do really amazing things like...play hide and seek with our pets! name space tech things like 'curiosity' or give it the ability to sing happy birthday to itself! or see a cat on a navy ship and name it and give it a special card and picture! or crochet blankets for babies over and over and over again! or move several ton stone blocks before we had cranes! paint on ourselves and sometimes we put paint in our skin! we're just so fucking cool you don't understand!

i like to cook! dont think i'd make it in a professional kitchen, but at least my stuff is pretty tasty according to family lmao

umm, that's all i can think of for now c:

[little-wonderhoy]

HHHEEEYYYY let emu speak. Let her cook, mod a.

ooc : okay okay FINEEE i won't cut her off this time, i hope you're HAPPY. /silly /j

"emu doesn't know how to cook and ruirui got banned from the kitchen by nene after the fridge nearby fell on him. so then, emu and ruirui went outside and ruirui had emu standing under his deck outside because it was hot outside like it was really hot like emu's ice cream melted in the first five minutes of emu standing outside!! and the ice cream got all over emu's hands and make them all super duper sticky! which, emu doesn't usually mind but the BEES. the BEES. they kept coming for emu and while emu loves and cares about the bees, the bees can be super duper scary! oh and ruirui is allergic to bees."

"so, emu's running away from the bees because they want the super sticky ice cream sugar on emu's hands but emu doesn't think it's good for bees, emu is not an... en... to... mo...lo..gist? did emu say that right??? emu is not bee expert. so emu's running but emu's wearing sandals because emu didn't think emu was gonna be running from the bees so emu's running and emu is slipping and before emu knows it, emu is FALLING emu is FALLING down the hill because emu's sandals were not made for running and emu slips on the grass and emu tumbles and tumbles and tumbles until emu hits the FENCE of rui's backyard and that really hurt."

"oh and emu remembers there was this one time when emu had to run and jump a fence for a performance but emu couldn't get the timing right so emu kept running into the practice fence and emu just couldn't get it right! so emu was very upset because emu's troupe was working so hard and emu doesn't want to let them down! but uhm... emu's knees were all hurty because emu kept scrapping her knees on the fence and ruirui had to carry emu home and emu felt bad so emu invited ruirui into emu's home to eat dinner with emu and emu's family."

"emu has a really bbbiiiggg family though and all of emu's family happened to be home so emu's family didn't have any extra seats which made emu go oh no!! so emu and ruirui went into emu's room to eat and watched spongebob while emu and ruirui were eating but emu left emu's tv in french by accident and emu watched a whole episode of-"

"B o b l' é p o n g e ."

" and emu thought it was just a weird joke emu won't even lie to you anonnie! but it wasn't and ruirui changed the settings on emu's tv so emu can actually understand what emu was watching and then ruirui got electrocuted by emu's tv and it burnt his hand really REALLY badly and ruirui's hand was hurting, it was hurting really badly so emu ran and ran and emu was looking for the first aid kit in emu's living room but emu couldn't find it so emu had to ask emu's sister for help to help emu find the first aid kit and emu's sister found it where emu's parents put the-"

"c r o i s s a n t s ."

"emu doesn't know why it was there with the-"

"c r o i s s a n t s ."

"oh and emu's mom makes the best croissant sandwiches. emu's mom puts it on some good yummy ham and some cheese and then she'll put it in the toaster oven so it gets nice and warm. and then, emu's mom will put on some pickles and lettuce and she'll shred even more cheesy and emu will eat it right up! it's so sooo good!"

[beedrillskneedrills]

hey guys, I'm bee, it is short for beedrill thats my full legal name lmao. im in the STEM track at narauva academy in paldea. I am a bug type specialist and im working on defeating all the gyms. oh yeah and cooking, i love fucking cooking, legit anything, its my favorite thing.

okay sorry very ranty here lmao but uhh sometimes shit happens to me and its kinda silly so im going to post about it!

anyways all my pokemon here

steven - slither wing

joe jonas - beedrill

kevin - weedle

check - combee

and also like 400 scatterbug if you want some to train please dm me

//ooc under the cut

hey guys!!! this is kinda my first pokemon irl blog so be patient please! also, bee is an adult but i am a minor so please behave. i probably won't be doing a ton of high stakes shit but if i do ill tag it! have fun!!!

i'll tag all of bees talking as #bees buzzes

[essentialsugar]

Riddle, Trey, and Cater's Reaction to Their GN!S/O's Taste Test Prank

Summary: S/O making a 'new recipe' prank on the Heartslabyul boys and see what their reaction is.

The prank went wrong.

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AN ) This will be my first time writing. Uh, let's see how this goes because I'm not really confident with my writing skills sobs. Compared to one of my friends, I am somewhat okay?.. Hopefully. Anyways, doing this at 1 am on a school day and I'm not happy but at the same time, WHOOOO!

Characters : Riddle Rosehearts , Trey Clover , Cater Diamond

Warning: Grammar mistakes (I think..), 2nd reader pov (you/you're/your), somewhat ooc?..

Riddle Rosehearts :

Now, don't get him wrong. He loves you with all of his heart and his dignity, and he doesn't want to lie to you. But, just to make you happy he does. And even though he does try to lie, you could see it on his face that he does NOT like the taste (poor Riddle).

He gladly accepted it when you first asked him if you could make him something to eat and rate it. Of course, he would say yes because he wanted to spend some quality time with you so that he could make up all the days he's been busy.

Plus, he's pretty confident that your 'new recipe' would taste amazing! You're a really good cook in the Heartslabyul dorm, and everyone seems to like your cooking skills and the food you make.

Riddle would be happy and honored because he gets to taste your cooking! But, oh boy, the look on his face when he saw the. . . soup? (is that even soup..? What is that..) was expected but it was something.

His reaction is quite priceless. As he takes one bite of your very, very good and amazing soup(?) you've made just for him, he looks at you and smiles through the disgusting taste and tries to eat it. You feel so bad for him because you can clearly see the singular teardrop rolling down his face as he (struggles) tries to eat all of it.

It seems like Riddle is currently in pain.

Watching him struggle to eat your 'amazingly' new recipe(?) was something that surprised you. You'd never thought the dorm leader of Heartslabyul would actually taste your outrageous food. Of course, you can make something way better than what you just gave him, but you just wanted to see his reaction. And you got his reaction, it was funny at first but now you just feel outright bad.

Getting out of your trance of thought, you looked at Riddle finishing your soup(?)...FINISHING YOUR SOUP(?)??

"RIDDLE DEAR-" you cut yourself off as you looked at him with wide eyes. You were lost for words. Out of the many people you've done this to, he was the first one actually eating all of it. You were quite skeptical about it because there's no way someone could eat whatever you made. You don't even know what you made either which is the funny part.

Hearing a loud crashing noise, You turn to see Riddle's unconscious body on the floor.

"OH MY GOD-"

In the end, Riddle got sick and you had to be there by his side and take care of him.

EXTRA !! :

Slowly opening the door to the room, you held a bowl of lemon chicken soup with some herbal tea and medicines and slowly bee-lined towards his bed and set everything down on his nightstand. Turning to look at Riddle's face that was peacefully sleeping, you smiled softly. Mentally saying sorry of course, then finally leaving the room with the fresh hot lemon chicken soup and steamed hot tea just for your beloved queen.

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Trey Clover :

When you asked Trey if you could cook him something for a surprise, he was already in the dormitory kitchen baking away for the next Unbirthday party which is tomorrow. Pretty busy too. But no worries, he'll give your cooking a try right after he's done baking the pastries and the other sweets.

When he was finally done with everything, Trey went to go immediately find you to ask about the little 'surprise' you were going to give him.

He was actually excited because he knows how you cook. It was always amazing. Even the students of the Heartslabyul Dorm liked it too.

Upon seeing you, he could've sworn he smelled something..awful. Though, he decided to ignore it and walked straight towards you. And the second he kept walking, the smell was getting worst.

Trey was worried if you did something (totally not murder), and it seemed like you did.

Excitedly scrambling off the chair you were sitting on, you held out a suspicious substance inside a bowl in front of him, waiting for his response.

He couldn't even speak. What did you even make and what was this? This is way worse than Lilia's cooking. And even though you could see the clear hesitation on his face, he worriedly looked at you with a small smile that says "are you sure you made this?". But he took the bowl of the suspicious substance out of your hands and looked at it thoroughly before taking a small sip out of it.

"S/O, are you sure you're the one that made..this?" there was a bit of hesitation in Trey's voice as he asked you this.

"Of course I did! I thought you liked my cooking? This is one of the new recipes that I wanted to try out, so I decided to have you test taste it first!"

This convinced Trey that you wanted to poison him out of spite. But, he was willing to try it just for your sake and happiness. Most of all, your happiness does come first in his eyes. Well, along with your safety.

But seriously, Trey was questioning himself while looking at this weirdly suspicious thing that was in front of him. There was a thought that came to his mind that you went to Lilia for a new recipe, but he quickly crossed that out. You were one of the best cooks in NRC, so it wouldn't make sense to him why were you even asking Lilia for help amongst the students that CAN cook.

As Trey was in space, you chuckled and continued to look at him and admire his face and his reaction before it was over. "Ya' know, you don't have to eat it if you want to. I don't take any offense to it." Trey looked at you for a moment then back at the soup(?) and sighs greatly. Currently praying for his mental (and physical) health, he took a bite out of it.

Your eyes widened up as you saw him gulp down the suspicious soup you gave him. You didn't even think that he would eat it anyways but it seems like you were wrong about that.

"TREY NO!"

He ended up in the nurse's office right after. Pray for him.

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Cater Diamond :

Omg, you want him to do a taste test?? And you're asking him?? HE NEEDS TO TAKE A PICTURE NOW-

When you first came up to him asking if you could have him do a taste test for your 'new recipe' that you just made, Cater gladly accepted the request. Who doesn't like your cooking? You were practically the chief of Heartslabyul! All of the students love your cooking.

"Don't put anything sweet in it please, you know how much I dislike sweets hehe~"

He'd actually be really happy and excited. And I bet that he's going to post it on Magicam like, 'Look what my S/O made for me!' just basically showing you off. But little does Cater know that you're planning to prank him with something that's not even edible (uh oh).

When Cater saw you that day, heading towards the Heartslabyul Dorm, he called you over to walk with him. Seeing that the soup you made is covered with a lid to conceal the stuff in it, he got really confused but he was excited nonetheless.

Finally getting to the dorm, Cater hurridly rushed you inside just so he can finally taste test your 'new recipe'. But once he open the lid, his eye twitched for a bit.

"S/O, you. . .you didn't make this right?" there was sweat dripping down Cater's face as he looked at the gooey substance with uneasy eyes, but he had a smile that was uncertain. "What do you mean Cater? Of course, I made that. It's my new recipe I told you about!" you said happily as if you're not trying to kill him right now.

Ahh . . . does he really have to try this? This was NOT magicamable S/O! Cater's hand was sweating as he picked up the spoon next to the bowl that had the substance in it. Before Cater could take one taste of the . . . thing . . . he looked at you.

You were practically beaming, having a closed eyed-smile as you expected him to taste it. But before you could've said anything, a sigh came out of Cater as he finally took a sip of it. You chuckled as you slowly opened your eyes.

"I'm just kidding Cater! You didn't have to- CATER!"

I would be certained that he fell uncousious because of the smell that was basically radioactive, but it wasn't, it was the taste. You were sweating bullets as you called someone for help. Not Riddle, of course, he's gonna be scary if you told him what happened.

Yeah, take good care of CayCay okay? He's gonna need it.

[merakiaes]

A Nice Night In The Middle Of July - William Miller

Pairing: William Miller x reader

Requested: Yes. 

Prompts: None. 

Warnings/notes: Not proofread so sorry in advance for any possible mistakes. First time I’m writing for Will so sorry if it’s a bit OOC, leave a comment and let me know what you think xx

Wordcount: 3377

Summary: Having a barbecue with Will and the boys on a nice summer night. 

“This is why I can’t have nice things, you know.” You mumbled against Will’s shoulder, looking down at his hands as he struggled to fix the broken chain of your golden bracelet.  

Will only grumbled under his breath, using a small pair of pliers to bend open the small golden rings.

“I’m fixing it, don’t worry your pretty little head.” He insisted, like he had been for the past ten minutes.

But you knew that his patience was wearing thin, pressing a light kiss to his shirt-clad shoulder and gently rubbing his bicep with your hand. 

“Will, I love you and you know that.” You said, pressing another kiss to his shoulder. “You’re a good man and a good soldier, but you’re not handy. Not in the slightest.”

He stopped fiddling with the chain, turning his head around to look at you with his eyebrows raised in a playful manner. “What do you mean I’m not handy?” He asked. “I fixed the broken sink, didn’t I?”

“That’s not quite how I remember it.” You chuckled.

“No? How do you remember it?” He put the pliers down, turning his body towards you.

You raised an eyebrow, smiling as he took you into his arms. “You made it worse and Benny was forced to come over in the middle of the night to clean up your mess so that we wouldn’t flood and permanently damage the house. That’s how I remember it.”

He turned quiet for a moment, his fingers that had previously been rubbing small, comforting circles on your waist where his hand had found its place, coming to a halt.

“What is it with you and nitpicking, hm?” He asked after another moment of silence, raising an eyebrow.

“It’s not nitpicking if your brother saved us from going bankrupt all because you were too stubborn to admit you needed help, honey.” You pointed out, chuckling.

He started chuckling too. “Yeah, yeah.” He agreed, before leaning in closer to your face. “You know you love me.”

Smirking, you raised your arms to wrap them around his neck, fiddling with the hair at the nape of his neck. “Whatever makes you sleep at night.” You mumbled, and began leaning in to close the space between you.

Your eyes fluttered close and your lips were just about to brush against each other’s, when the door to the living room flung open with a loud bang, causing the two of you to jump apart in shock.

Your eyes instantly found Ben as he walked outside into the backyard where you were sitting, his arms thrown out and his hips moving around in a ridiculous dance.

“Who’s ready to get their party on? Woo-woo!” He sang and while Will annoyedly rolled his eyes beside you, you laughed at his childish antics, bringing a hand up to your chest in an attempt to calm your racing heart.

“Jesus, Benny!” You exclaimed. “You scared the crap out of me.”

Benny laughed loudly at you, jumping down the steps of the back-porch and heading your way. “Well, I am naturally terrifying.” He answered playfully and you chuckled.

Before any of you could say anything else, Tom appeared, walking out through the same door as Ben had just seconds before.

“I think we’re too old to party.” He commented simply with a small smile playing on his lips as he headed down the steps and in your direction, referring to the first words Ben had spoken when coming outside.

Ben, however, didn’t listen, giving his friend a disappointed look. “Oh, come on, man. You’re never too old for a good ole’ bender.”

Tom raised his eyebrows at his choice of wording and beside you, Will chuckled, pointing a finger to one of the chairs across from you.

“Sit your ass down, Ben.” He said, and his brother flashed him a cheeky grin, doing as told just as Pope appeared on the porch.

The second you turned your heads to look at him, he raised both of his hands into the air to put the four six-packs he was holding on display. “I brought the beer.” He said, stating the obvious and flashing you his pearly whites.

“And I brought the meat.” Tom joined in, coming up to the table and dumping the paper bag he had brought with him onto the wooden table, bringing said meat out and slapping the pieces onto the bag “This is the real deal, I’m telling you.”

Just the sight of the raw meat got you excited and you couldn’t wait until it was all cooked and ready to eat, not having eaten since lunch time.

Before any of you could comment on the good-quality meat, however, Catfish was jogging down the steps of the porch too, waving his hands around.

“And I brought my good company. Thank you, Frankie!” He cheered himself on, causing you to chuckle at the sarcastic tone in his voice.

“Thank you, Frankie.” You told him sincerely, your smile widening as he came up to your side and planted a friendly kiss on your cheek.

Once him and Pope had sat down next to Ben, they wasted no time in digging into the carton packages of beer.

Pope snapped the metal cap off a bottle and stretched it out for you to take and you accepted it without looking at him, keeping your gaze on Tom as he moved to the grill standing off to the side. “We got the grill all warmed up for you, Tom.”

Tom simply nodded his head, flipping the lid open and grabbing the metal kitchen utensils laying on the wooden bord next to the grill to stir the coals around.

While he busied himself with the grill, too engrossed in the task at hand to even spare you another glance, Ben leaned forward in his seat, folding his hands in front of him on the table.

“What have you got there, brother dearest?” He asked, and you moved your gaze to Will, seeing that he was now giving fixing the bracelet another attempt.

You hadn’t even noticed him going back to it, but now that he had, you could only roll your eyes. “My bracelet. He broke it.”

“On accident.” Will quickly filled in, without looking up from the golden piece of jewelry.

“How did you manage that?” Ben chuckled and, again, you rolled your eyes.

“He was fiddling with it, even though I told him not too, and as usual, he was too rough.”

A mischievous grin crept up the youngest Miller’s as he watched you, his hand slowly raising the bottle of bear to his lips. “Really?” He asked when he lowered it again after taking a sip, raising his eyebrows. “Because Will here tells me you like it rough.”

Pope and Catfish both choked on their beers at his words and Tom was obviously trying to cover his laughter up with coughs over by the grill.

Your eyes opened wide for a moment, your mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water, but then it turned into a glare, your head whipping around to face your boyfriend and your hand shooting out to slap his chest. “Will!”

Will’s glare was already set on his younger brother when you turned to look at him, his foot kicking him underneath the table, causing his younger brother to quickly raise his hands in surrender. 

“Kidding, kidding.” He said, but your glare didn’t leave Will, your arms crossing over your chest and a questioning eyebrow shooting up.

Before anyone could say anything else on the matter, however, Ben reached his hand out for the bracelet and the pliers in his older brother’s hands, nodding his head. “Let me have a look.”

Will turned to look at him, shaking his head. “I got it.” He insisted and you snorted, putting your hand on his.

“No, you don’t. Time to swallow your pride.” You said, trying to pry the pliers out of his fingers. “Give it to him, baby.”

He sighed, but did as told, handing the pliers and the bracelet to his brother, who wasted no time in starting to look it over.

While he busied himself with that, Will wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you closer, pressing a kiss to your arm. “Come here, you.” He said, and you did as told, moving into his side and settling comfortably under his arm.

“So, how’s your day been, guys?” You asked then, looking between all of them.

All of them shrugged, and Frankie leaned back into his seat, blowing a raspberry and raising his eyebrows. “Well, no one died.” He replied in a causal manner, causing you to raise an eyebrow.

“Those are your standards?” You asked, but when only getting an amused smirk in return, you shook your head in a chuckle. “I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised at this point.”

They hummed in agreement and you turned to Tom, raising your bottle of beer to your lips and taking a sip before asking. “How’s Tess, Tom?”

Without looking away from the grill, where he had now put the first round of meat onto the metal grid, he answered. “She’s good. Very good, actually. She won the spelling bee yesterday.”

“You should’ve seen her. It was impressive.” Benny wasted no time in pitching in from across you, causing you all to turn to him.

You raised an eyebrow, taking another sip of your beer and snuggling further into Will’s side. “What were you doing at Tom’s daughter’s spelling bee competition?” You asked, and Frankie chuckled, raising his eyebrows at you.

“Oh, you haven’t heard?” He asked, amusement evident in his voice. “He’s trying to nail her English teacher.”

“And I’m succeeding.” Ben instantly answered, pointing the pliers at his friend. “And not only with her. Teachers are just crazy for me, man. I think they’ve got a thing for soldiers or something. Or maybe it’s just because I’m smoother than the cream cheese on a bagel.”

Tom scoffed from where he stood, and you did the same, shaking your head. “Please, you’ve got about as much charm as a dead slug.”

At the sound of your words, he turned towards you, pointing the pliers at you instead. “Watch it, or maybe I’ll keep the bracelet for myself.”

You leaned forward at that, eyes wide with expectation. “Did you fix it?”

Placing his hand over his heart, he gave you a feign hurt look. “You doubted me? I’m wounded.” He said and you rolled your eyes, holding your hand out.

Chuckling, he dropped the bracelet in your hand and you smiled to see that the chain was now whole again. “That was quick.” You pointed out, ignoring the way Will scoffed from beside you and smiling at his brother. “Thank you, Benny.”

“Don’t mention it.” He raised his beer to you and smiled, before bringing the bottle to his lips.

You turned to Will, looking up at him and holding the bracelet up. “Help me put it back on?” You asked and he grumbled under his breath, but nonetheless took it from you and undid the clasp.

You held your wrist up for him and he put the bracelet on without any trouble whatsoever. You moved to bring your hand back down but he caught your wrist, holding your eyes as he moved your hand up to his lips and pressed a kiss to your knuckles.

A smile instantly rose to your face but before either of you could say anything, the egg clock went off inside the house, causing all of you to stop what you were doing to look at the porch door.

You smacked your lips. “Looks like the potatoes are done in the oven.” You told them, and went to stand up.

But Pope quickly got to his feet, holding a hand out to stop you and flashing you a soft smile. “I’ll get them, you sit down.” He said, and you returned the smile, nodding your head and sinking back down next to Will.

Next to stand up was Ben, pushing his chair back and putting his now empty bottle down on the table. 

“I’m gonna go raid your liquor cabinet.” He said, and beside him, Frankie put out a cigarette that you had barely even noticed him light in the first place, standing up too.

“I could go for some whiskey.” He agreed, the three of them heading toward the porch.

You looked after them until they had all disappeared into the living room, heaving a sigh when you could no longer see them. “Oh, well… I guess it’s just us three th- Where are you going?” You cut yourself off when you turned to look at Tom, seeing that he was now also moving to leave.

“You didn’t bring the limes.” He told you simply, wiping his hands on a towel to rid them of the marinade that the meat was covered in.

“Oh, shoot.” You groaned, giving him an apologetic look. “I totally forgot. They’re in the fridge.”

He smiled at you, throwing the towel at the table and nodding.  “Got it, be right back.” He said, stopping only to point a finger at you, giving you a pointed look. “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”

You opened your mouth to reply but before you could get a word out, you felt a sharp pinch at your butt, a surprised yelp leaving your lips instead.

“No promises.” Will said from beside you, causing you to turn around to look at him, catching him trying to hide his pleased smirk behind his beer.

You rolled your eyes at his cheeky antics and Tom only chuckled, before heading for the porch and leaving the two of you alone.

You watched the side of Will’s face closely as he took another sip of his beer, a hum leaving his lips before he leaned forward to put the bottle on the table in order to give you his full, undivided attention.

When he turned to face you with a small smirk playing on his lips, your face instantly lit up in a big smile, said smile widening even further when he leaned his face into your neck, his beard tickling your skin.

He started planting feather-light kisses along your neck, out on your jaw all the way to your chin. 

“Hey, there.” He mumbled when his face was right in front of yours, and you smiled, looking down at his lips.

“Hi, yourself.” You mumbled, bringing your hands up to his neck, stroking the back of his head slowly.

He analyzed your face, the corners of his lips tugging upwards.

“You’ve got...” He trailed off, and you followed his every move with your eyes as he brought a hand up to your face, the rough pads of his fingers brushing over your skin. “An eyelash.” He finished, bringing his thumb up in front of you, a single, black eyelash now resting on the pad. 

You chuckled, blowing the lash off, before reaching up with your free hand to take his in yours.  “Thanks.”

“You’re welcome.” He replied, taking you back under his arm and smirking playfully at you. “So, you come here often?”

You snorted, raising an eyebrow at him. “Well, considering that I live here, yeah.” You replied, and this time it was his turn to snort.

“Cute.” He said, and kissed you.

You hummed into the kiss, using your hand at his neck to pull him closer. “Thanks.” You mumbled against his lips. “I murdered a care bear and ate its heart to get this adorable.”

At the sound of your words, Will had to pull away from you with a laugh. “Wow.” He drawled lowly, raising his eyebrows.  “I wasn’t expecting that.”

“Neither was the care bear.” You gave him a feign evil look, before breaking into a wide grin.

He chuckled at your antics, shaking his head. “You’re evil.”

“You love it.” You mumbled, letting go of his hand to bring it to his neck where your other one was already at, pulling him in for another kiss.

“That I do.” He mumbled against your lips, and you simply smiled, pulling him closer.

The sweet moment of passion was cut short, however, when the sound of a can opening reached your ears, the two of you opening your eyes and slowly turning your faces around to the side, your lips only coming apart when you spotted Benny standing at the end of the porch with a grin on his face.

You brought your hand up to wipe your lips, narrowing your eyes at your boyfriend’s brother. “We were having a moment.” You said, eyes only narrowing further when he loudly slurped the can.

“And I’m having a beer.” He deadpanned, still grinning like an idiot as he walked to where you were sitting at the table.

“I thought you were going to go get the whiskey.” You raised your eyebrow, and he wasted no time in raising the bottle you hadn’t noticed until then.

“I did, but that’s for later.” He replied, sinking down into his old chair just as the others returned outside, talking loudly.

While Pope and Frankie sat back down, Tom busied himself with cutting up the limes at a cutting board he had brought with him outside, all while the six of you engaged in conversation about everything between heaven and earth, reminiscing in old memories.

The food was served close to an hour later and it was even better than you’d imagined it would be, tasting like heaven when you hadn’t eaten anything else for so many hours.

The clock was well past midnight by the time you finished, but the conversations never stopped, drunken laughter filling your entire backyard.

The topic at hand was currently about the time Ben had stolen his neighbor and crush’s underwear in high school and thrown them up in the highest tree in the neighborhood for all to see, something he was still to this day very proud of, when you suddenly felt Will’s face nuzzling into the crook between your neck and shoulder.

His nose grazed over your neck, moving the hair out of the way, so that he could press a kiss to the skin.

“I love you.” His gruff voice came right by your ear a second later, and you smiled, closing your eyes as he hugged you closer.

“I love you too, baby.” You mumbled, your smiled widening when he pressed another kiss to your skin, this time right at the corner of your lips.

“Hey, no more of that! You can bone each other later, preferably when we’re not here!” Ben’s voice yelled out, and before you got the time to react, you were hit in the face with a piece of lime peel.

You jumped, turning to glare at Ben who was smiling drunkenly at you, looking awfully pleased with himself.

“You’re the worst.” You told him, and he only stuck his tongue out at you, causing all of the others to fall into a fit of laughter.

Will started laughing too, his chest rumbling behind your back, the sound automatically causing the glare to fall from your face and be replaced by a smile.

You turned back to him, bringing your hands up to grab his face, causing his eyes to flicker up to yours.

He raised a questioning eyebrow at you and you smiled, bringing him closer.

“But you.” You mumbled, swiping your thumbs over his cheeks anf pausing to peck his lips, pressing your forehead against his once you came back apart. “Are the best.”

He smiled, leaning in to press his lips against yours in another kiss, but was cut short by another lime peel being thrown at your heads, followed by a second, a third and a fourth, forcing the two of you to come back apart to cover your heads as the guys continued to torment you until they were all out of peels.

It was a beautiful night in the middle of July and you were together, drinking, eating, laughing, talking and having a good time with your closest friends, wrapped up in the arms of the love of your life. Everything was perfect, and nothing could bring you down.

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Congrats, BEE, you have been accepted to AL for the role of DOLORES UMBRIDGE (FC:Olivia Taylor Dudley). OH MY GOODNESS, BEE! Your portrayal of Dolores was just stunning. I found myself laughing in places and gasping in others. You’ve really gotten into the head of a character that is just awful and played that out in a way that’s captivating. I can’t wait to see what chaos she brings to the dash! Please send in your blog (no sideblogs for first characters, please) in the next 24 hours and be sure to take a look at our new player checklist. Welcome home (once again), we’re so excited to have you join the family!

OOC

name — Bee age — 29 pronouns — She/her timezone — MST activity level — I have quite a bit of free time at the moment! I can usually manage being on for at least a little while every day and I’ll average a handful of replies a week at a minimum. any questions? —No questions per se, just a small disclaimer to let anyone reading know that I am a tolerant and open-minded individual, so while I’m excited for the creative challenge and entertainment of potentially writing an absolutely loathsome person like Ms. Dolores Jane Umbridge, anything offensive that she says or thinks or does IC does not reflect my own personal views!

IC Overview

name — Dolores Jane Umbridge—but my friends call me Lo, at least they would if I had any FRIENDS. -hold for laughter- Yeah, eat your fucking hearts out all you moronic lowlife swine. Hem hem. faceclaim — Olivia Taylor Dudley, Jenna Coleman, Mae Whitman age — 32 gender — Cis-female, and uncomfortably cutesy girly-girl for a woman over thirty. Hyperfemme caricature with BDE. Never met a shade of pink she didn’t just love.

sexuality — Outwardly, all Dolores cares about is locating the picture-perfect partner for the type of life she wants to be seen as having and lock them down, and in her mind that person is a man. She wants a husband with money and looks and brains and power, but not so much of any one that it would outshine her; she craves to be in the power seat of a power couple, and to get the attention she feels she’s always been unjustly robbed of. She’s got no interest whatsoever in romance and finds the whole concept a laughable waste of time. But for all she projects to the world, Dolores in reality harbors a deep, deep, DEEPDEEPDEEP same-sex attraction. She has thoroughly locked herself in that closet and a Norwegian Ridgeback swallowed the key.

patronus —Persian cat. This animal has all the appearance of being sweet and cuddly, but rub her the wrong way and those barely-retracted claws are coming out in an instant. Vain, independent, calculating, haughty, and very, very well-groomed at all times.

boggart —Stemming from her Napoleon Complex, Dolores’ boggart takes the form of herself shrunken down like Alice in Wonderland after sipping the drink me potion; her voice squeaks higher and higher into an undetectable range no matter how loud she yells and she can just barely avoid getting squashed beneath someone else’s disgusting, dirty shoes. Dolores as a person demands attention to function and she simply will not tolerate being made to feel literally small.

IC In Depth

personality traits —

tidy - Dolores is obsessed with beauty and perfection and symmetry in all things and nothing makes her skin crawl more than disorder—to the extent that after her mother and father split and she lived full-time with her father, Dolores developed OCD (though it hasn’t been properly diagnosed as such, and Dolores would immediately write off anyone who attempted to call it that to her face). In her mind she is simply particular; she has very high standards and she expects the world to rise to them, or else she’ll root out the filth around her weed by weed. She cut off the heads of her stuffies who stepped out of line at her toddler-age tea parties you’d better believe she’d do the same to you and care less about it.

passive aggressive - Dolores is well-known for her disconcerting calm in face of disagreements, her calculated cute-sweet demeanor and high-pitched voice. But make no mistake; Dolores is sugar laced with arsenic. In all likelihood she hates your guts and has already cooked up an in-depth five-year plan to chip away at you piece by painstaking piece. It’s a mystery how she manages to keep all that highly-pressurized rage simmering beneath the surface the way she’s somehow perfected, because she’s wound up so tight that it’s a wonder her eyes don’t pop out of her damn head and she’s about twenty-five seconds away from a full-blown psychotic break on a good day.

jealous - Dolores wants what she feels she’s due, plain and simple. When she sees others gain the things she wants while she gets overlooked, it stokes that ever-burning vindictive flame inside of her. It started in early childhood when her father gave attention to anyone or anything that wasn’t her, and it’s only gotten worse every day since.

intolerant - At this point in her life, her infamous intolerance is still in its earliest seed stages, but the seed is planted. One of the most interesting things for me about writing a character like Dolores at this age is to see how and why this mentality grows out of experiences she encounters in these formative years.

character biography —

Born ten pounds of spunk in a four pound, five ounce package, Dolores Jane Umbridge came into this world pink and perfect.

Perfect. Perfect. Perfectperfectperfect.

Even from a young age it was all Dolores cared about. Her father Orford Umbridge would whisper to Dolores what a beautiful perfect princess she was and Dolores believed it with every fibre of her being. Beautiful. Perfect. Perfect. Perfect.

Then her mother Ellen gave birth to a younger brother who showed not the faintest trace of magic, and that was not perfect. The rift between parents and siblings grew into a cavern as Orford’s whispering words turned against Ellen; her fault. Worthless. Vile. Mudblood. Filthy Squib. Repulsive. Disgraceful. Wrong.

It wasn’t long before the couple split up, with Ellen and her son being banished to the Muggle world, and then it was just Orford and Dolores, together in their once-more perfect world.

And would that it could have stayed that way forever. Orford had always had wandering eyes and Dolores, desperate always to be the only girl in her father’s life, grew jealous and suspicious and hateful (and nonononono NOT anything else nope) for the beautiful vapid creatures that drew his gaze, threatening to upend what was hers.

Knowing nothing beyond her childhood of constant praise and adoration, Dolores went to Hogwarts expecting the world to cater to her every whim. So when people didn’t immediately kiss the ground she walked on, it made her angry. When all the girls and boys didn’t fall all over themselves to try and woo her, it made her furious. When the professors and adults didn’t sing her vast praises on high, it made her outraged.

How was everyone on earth too fucking useless to see how perfect she was?!

Dolores was a bundle of dynamite wrapped up in a pretty pink bow, just waiting to blow.

She went to the Ministry with adjusted expectations on being outright offered what she knew she deserved, and was proven right when she was overlooked by grotesquely unqualified superiors in favor of the sniveling ingrates all around her. But Dolores was prepared to play the long game and bide her time, just waiting for that one weak crack in the system where she could dig in her knuckle and crumble an empire with a smile on her face.

And she thought she’d found that perfect crack when she went to the Dark Lord. Surely he would see Dolores for all she was worth, surely he would bestow upon her all that power, finally, finally, finally. He was only a silly man, after all.

But the foul, imperfect world let Dolores down again. The Dark Lord gave his preference to some other detestable twots just like Dolores always feared Orford would, and then he paid the price for his idiocy when he fell from power (serves him right the arrogant swine), and Dolores returned to her long game at the Ministry with a newfound fervor to crush all who dared try to overlook her beneath her pink kitten heels.

Waiting for the next perfect move to present itself. And when it does, she’ll be ready.

plot ideas —

Girlsgirlsgirls. I would love an opportunity to unpack some of Dolores’ deeply rooted internalized homophobia. Maybe it’s an openly gay and proud woman who drives Dolores up the wall, maybe it’s a beautiful lady who despite all of Dolores’ efforts starts to get beneath her skin, someone she can’t seem to shake… This could go in so many directions and I’m here for them all!

Ministry Spats. Anyone she might have dustups with on her Ministry stomping grounds—Arthur Weasley, Alastor Moody, etc. Also anyone with pro-creature leanings and/or sentiments at this stage could greatly inform her later mindset and I would love to have them interact.

extra —

Headcanon: Dolores hates children; she thinks they’re disgusting tiny wastes of breath and absolutely looks down on anyone who has chosen the family plan for their life.

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HIII in love with your blog and i was wondering if you could do these 💞💓💗💌🥰💋🤧👀 for part 2 joseph please and thank you

OKAY. I had to really buckle down and write this so PLEASE let me know if its not in character or anything. I’m sort of a perfectionist when it comes to writing and making a char ooc is like the bane of my existence. BUT thank you! 

send in an emoji and a character and i’ll answer!

💞 How do you win their heart?

❅   If you keep at it and show him how much you like him, he’ll eventually catch on and be won over by your confidence. If you’re shy and wouldn’t ever dream of confessing how much you like him, he’ll eventually be won over by how you turn your head away quickly when he catches you staring or by the way you blush when he says something flirty.

❅   He’s very adaptable to personalities and can mesh well with just about anyone so long as they can handle him. Even the mean ones don’t bother him too much, so if he figures out how you show affection and he realizes that you’ve been showing that affection towards him, he’ll be head over heels.

💓 How do they act when they realize they’re in love/have a crush?

❅   He instantly upgrades from buzzing bee to frantic fly because he’s still as brash as ever but this time he sometimes gets these thoughts of ‘oh, am I being annoying? I’ll go’ but then comes right back around because he can’t get enough of you and also because he has NO subtle bone in his body!!

❅   The older he gets the more subdued he is about it, but there’s still that happy, buzzing energy radiating off of him whenever he’s around you.

💗 How do they show affection?

❅   He is not afraid of PDA and actually has a tendency a battle tendency hehe to completely burst his s/o’s bubble. Unless you take him to the side and say ‘Hey! I’m not really comfortable with this, can you please stop?’ does he quit, but if you’re just kinda like -_- whenever he throws an arm around you or gives you a big kiss on your cheek, he’ll just laugh and make a bigger scene. He thinks it’s hilarious when you act like it bothers you.

❅   When he decides to not act like a goofball, he’s still very touchy and likes to have some part of himself next to you whenever he can. Whether that be legs leaning against each other when you’re sitting, a hand at your waist when you’re shopping in a mall or hugging you from behind when you’re in the kitchen cooking something. Even though he’s overzealous, his hugs are top tier and he likes giving them.

💌 Do they send loving/cutesy texts to their s/o?

Even though texting wasn’t invented when he was young, let’s pretend it was. o3o

❅   He would send those sorts of texts, and sometimes it would be borderline cringy. His s/o would probably love it because he’s enthusiastic when he’s trying to be cute, but anyone else seeing it would instantly want to vomit.

❅   He tends to send funny texts more often than the loving ones because he likes being a goofball with his s/o more than anything, but he has his moments where he’ll chill out and send an ‘I love you!! ❤️❤️❤️ see you at home later’

🥰 How often do they stare lovingly at their s/o?

❅   Whenever they’re sitting around, he’ll wind up with his gaze lingering over to them. He’s usually off doing something, so it isn’t often that he’ll do it, but when he does he doesn’t really care if anyone catches him doing it. He’ll have a slight smirk on his face as he stares, thinking about how great they are and how he’s lucky to have them. Or other things.

❅   If his s/o catches him staring, he’ll be silly and wave at them, winking too. 

💋 How do they kiss?

❅    If he’s in an energetic and silly mood, they can be sloppy and a little over-the-top. His s/o would have to reel him and get him to take the kiss a little more seriously if they really wanted him to, but he’d eventually calm down and really show them how well he can do it. He really likes hearing them laugh in-between smooches, though. Expect nibbles on the lips.

🤧 How far will they go to take care of their sick s/o?

❅   He’d really not want to get sick at first, but he forgets how contagious his s/o is when he sees them suffering in bed and does whatever he can to make them feel better. He’ll be by their side, offering a wet towel for their head as well as a glass of water and some medicine. He even checks up on them often, making sure that they’re okay. He’s pretty careful about how he acts with them without really thinking about it, he’s just doing what his grandmother did for him whenever he got sick. An 8/10 care provider.

👀 Are they protective?

❅   He can be very protective, yes. When it’s a serious situation and there’s some sort of enemy around, he’ll do whatever he can to make sure that they’re safe, even if on the surface he’s playing it off that he doesn’t care. In that case, he’s still just trying to trick the enemy and get you somewhere else and away from them.

❅   If you’re in general just in a bit of danger, he panics a bit but then  does his best to get you out of danger. He does NOT want you getting hurt. 

❅   He won’t be the type to stop you from doing things and won’t worry about you going out or anything, but as soon as you’re in trouble he’s like ‘oh no, oh my god’.

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hshqtask005: ooc information.

001. name / age / pronouns

hey it's bee back again, i’m twenty-one years old & i go by she/her pronouns !

002. which character(s) do you play?

milena romanova, salvatore di savoia, sutton whitmore & claudia bàez-sibale.

003. nationality / ethnicity / timezone

i’m australian ( white ) & i’m in the gmt +10 or gmt +11 or aest/aedt timezone depending on the time of year !

004. tell us a bit about your  ( home / current ) country / city / etc. your pick

uhhh well i live in melbourne and it’s got easily the best coffee in the whole world, and the weather is pretty shit but i love it anyway !

005.  favourite color / fruit / season

baby pink / strawberries or blueberries / winter or spring !

006. favourite books + writer whose writing style you admire the most

i don’t do a lot of reading anymore because i’m lazy af but my favourites are probably the asoiaf series & either of rupi kaur’s books !

007. what kinda music do you listen to + any fave bands / musicians

i like to think i have a mix of music i like listening to but it’s mostly top 40 pop with some indie rock thrown in ! i like a lot of ariana grande, harry styles, artic monkeys & hozier !

008. what are you doing for a living / what are you studying?

i work at an upscale clothing store for old ladies nd it’s so chill i could die 😎

009. what’s your dream occupation?

i genuinely still haven’t discovered what i love most, aside from sleeping all day long, so i guess my dream job right now is where someone pays me to sleep lmao !

010. relationship status

single af, thank the lordt !

011. coffee, tea or hot chocolate?

either coffee or green tea with a tsp of honey !

012. dream holiday destination?

london or nyc !

013. the thing you’re most proud about yourself

i think the way i’m alway willing to improve myself/learn new things !

014. tell us a bit about your family!

uhh i live with my nan ( dad’s mum ) and she’s my fave person in the whole world !

015. how long have you known your closest friend?

we’ve known each other for… 7+ years… wow i need to call her

016. superpower you’d like to have?

i think teleportation would be the best thing ever because i don’t drive and i’d never have to learn if i could teleport !

017. celebrity you’d like to meet?

hands down, the loml, harry styles… i would die though.

018. guilty pleasures

barbie movies and cake batter mix !

019. pet peeves

line cutters & people who are rude to their server ( in hospitality or retail ) !

020. do you have any hobbies?

i loooove cooking and baking, i was actually studying to become a pâtissier ( pastry chef ) and i ended up leaving the course because it really sucked all my love for cooking out of me.

021. where would you like to live in the future?

i think one day i’d really love to live in london, otherwise i think melbourne is always going to have my heart !

022. tell us a story about a thing that recently happened to you! it can be a funny, scary, sad story, your pick!

oh i hate this but it’s so funny, excuse the length !

so basically, because when it was summer in australia, it’s basically the time when spiders come out to play and give almighty heart attacks in the process. i was in the bathroom at 4am when there was this tiny spider, barely 2cm, and i killed it obvi. but then i was thinking to myself, ‘ man, it’s so strange that it’s spider season and i haven’t come across a huge huntsman yet ! ’ y’all can already guess where this is going… 

so i take the two steps to go back to my room, and there. it. is. above my almost floor to ceiling window, just chilling. now, this is a good time to mention that despite my nonchalance with the tiny, baby spider, i am DEATHLY AFRAID��of spiders. it is 4am. my nan is sleeping. i want to scream so bad. so i call my bestfriend and talk to her as i scream into my pillow and get the fly spray to kill the god damn monster in my room.

long story short: i sprayed it, i lost it, i spent the rest of the night in our spare room.

[tucker-batson-blog]

Task001: part two

Health

51) Have they ever been seriously injured?

“Plenty times. As I mentioned before, I’m kinda prone to disaster.”

52) Any allergies? How bad is it if they have it?

“I’m allergic to bees. Deathly allergic. Luckily there aren’t any bees in space! ...Right?”

53) Do they get sick often?

“Nah, I have an immune system of steel.”

54) Do they need to take medicine for anything?

“Nope!”

55) Are they a hypochondriac?

“Nah, I don’t think so.”

56) Do they even like going to the doctors?

“Going to the doctor is no big deal. Just something that’s necessary, I guess.”

57) Do they brush off injuries or seek help?

“Sometimes I’ll brush off a small injury and go on if I can. Also, if I get sick, I try to just get bedrest and ride it out.”

58) Do they know first aid?

“I do! It’s a very necessary skill.”

59) Do they have health insurance? If so, how good is it?

“I assume I do? I forgot to read the fine print when I signed up for this job...”

60) Have they ever harmed themselves?

“Never intentionally.”

Favorites

61) Fav animal? Why?

“Dogs! All dogs, any type of dogs. They’re good boys.”

62) Fav type of music? Why?

“I like anything with a funky beat. Hip-hop is probably my favorite, but I also like any kind of music that gives me like a retro-futuristic vibe?”

63) Fav place? Why?

“At the moment, it’s the Atlas-7′s viewing window. I love looking out at the stars.”

64) Fav food/drink? Why?

“A good ol’ deep dish pizza.”

65) Fav type/article of clothing? Why?

“Baseball caps! They’re dual-purpose: you wear them the right way around, you’ve got yourself sun-protection; you wear them backwards and you’ve got yourself a cool accessory.”

66) Fav time of day? Why?

“Late afternoon, when you get to clock off work and start winding down.”

67) Fav season? Why?

“Summer. Beach trips, pool parties, and barbeques. Need I say more?”

68) Fav story (be it from a book or something like a myth/fable)? Why?

“The Princess Bride! Comedy, adventure and romance equal the best story of all time.”

69) Fav thing to learn? Why?

“I like to learn new things about my friends and people around me. People are multi-faceted and interesting, and there’s always something exciting to learn- even about those closest to you.”

70) Fav scent? Why?

“The scent of a freshly mowed lawn in summer.”

World

71) Do they live on earth? Somewhere else?

“Currently, living on the Atlas-7.”

72) What time period do they live in? If not earth related, on whatever planet they live on, what time period is it like there?

“Oh, shoot. Good question. Gotta ask Samson about that.”

73) Anything special about their world?

“Heck yeah it’s special! We’re in deep space!!”

74) What are their world leaders like?

“Do we...do we have any world leaders yet? I don’t think we do?”

75) What is the state of their world like?

“Well, I feel like there’s a lot we still need to find about it. There’s a world of adventure out there!”

76) Do they wonder about their place/role in the world?

“Sometimes I wonder if I should be excited or scared about what’s out there, and just how well I can do my job protecting my friends.”

77) Is their world in contact with other worlds?

“Not yet. If there are any aliens listening, hit me up! If you’re, like, peaceful though.”

78) What area of their world do they live in? (I.e, hot/cold/mild climate and/or in a peaceful/war-torn/dictatorship)

“I live in my room aboard the Atlas-7, which is a peaceful realm ruled by yours truly.”

79) What is the wildlife like?

“There’s no wildlife yet, but man, am I itching to find out what the wildlife is like on planets out there.”

80) Do the people of this world have a religion or belief in a higher being? Does your OC personally believe in any?

“I don’t have any particular religious beliefs, myself, but I respect those that do.”

Skills

81) Do they know how to fight?

“Yep! Had to go through years of training for this, sooo. And there is also my military background.”

82) Can they drive? (Can be a car, train, plane, etc)

“I could drive vehicles on earth, but I’m not experienced in the realm of piloting.”

83) Can they swim?

“I can indeed!”

84) Are they handy?

“Kinda? Give me some duct tape and basic tools and I might be able to make a plan. I’m no mechanic, though.”

85) How quickly can they learn?

“I’m a little slow to learn new things, sometimes.”

86) Can they speak more than one language?

“Nah. Wish I could, though.”

87) Can they read and write?

“I can!”

88) Any survival skills?

“Yeah, some very basic survival skills. I’m no Bear Grylls, though.”

89) Can they cook?

“Not in the slightest!”

90) Any unusual/unique skills? (I.e, special powers compared to others)

“I can rap Nicki Minaj’s entire verse in ‘Monster’.”

Other II

91) Do they believe in destiny/fate? Do they think it can’t be changed?

“I do. I’d also like to say I’m pretty optimistic about it. Sure, we have some kind of hand in our own fate, but I think ultimately we’re all destined for something.”

92) Do they have any regrets?

“Sometimes I wonder if maybe I’d done something different back in the day, I might have obtained all my goals and dreams by now. Sometimes I just have to remind myself I still have time.”

93) What do they fear the most?

“Oh, man... complete isolation, I guess. I’m scared of waking up one day and everyone I know is gone.”

94) Do they believe in love at first sight? Soulmates? That love never dies?

“Yes, I strongly believe in all of these things.”

95) Can they play an instrument?

“I can play the fool!”

96) How messy is their room?

“Way too messy. I should probably sort that out.”

97) Can they dance?

“Nope, but I really wish I could.”

98) Do they like to meet new people? Do they like people in general?

“I love people and meeting them! You have to see the best in people, or life will be bleak.”

99) Are they hopeful for the future?

“Very hopeful. I’m hoping we all achieve great things out here.”

100) Why did you make this OC and maybe even the world they live in? Just cause? Or for some other reason?

OOC: Tucker’s a bean who deserves to explore space. There’s no one better suited to going on an adventure that’s intent on discovering new planets and starting new lives for the people around him. In this essay, I will

[ranami68]

My Valentine's Day

Fandom : Kuroko no Basket

Characters : Akashi Seijuurou, Aomine Daiki, Kagami Taiga, Kuroko Tetsuya, Takao Kazunari, reader

Summary : scenario when you (as a reader) want to give chocolate to you basketball-baka boyfriends on Valentine’s day

Note : Okay, first, it’s not Valentine’s Day anymore so i’m really sorry that i post this so late now 😂 second, i’m going to use (F/N) which means First Name as your name. Since i’m used to wattpad and this story was originally meant to be published in wattpad last year (lol) but i didn’t. It seems to be a waste if i delete it, so i decided to post it here. Sorry if you find any OOC in here. 

Enjoy reading ~

Akashi

Today is Valentine’s Day. And you have made a chocolate for your beloved Mr. Emperor. But the problem is…

“Akashi-san, please accept this. I bought it yesterday from a 5-high rank chocolate store.”

“Please accept mine, kaichou(president). This chocolate arrived this morning from France.”

Well, there it is. Apparently, your boyfriend, the student council president of Rakuzan, is really popular. Of course you know that he is popular. He is handsome, rich, and smart. He is like the ideal of prince charming in white horse for the girls. Although he is more like an emperor than a prince. He admited it too.

Nevermind that, you were trying to give him chocolate but everytime you found him, he was surrounded by girls. They weren’t that aggresive like Kise’s. But everytime you heard about the chocolate that they wanted to give to him was expensive and absolutely delicious, it made you feel uneasy.

Maybe i should have just bought him a chocolate from the store. The most delicious and expensive one.

It was almost the end of the day. In the end, you didn’t speak to Akashi at all today.

You were about to open the door to your empty classroom when the door suddenly opened by itself and someone pulled you in. You bumped into his chest and when you lift your head, you saw Akashi.

“What is the meaning of this, (F/N)?”

“Huh?”

“Where is my chocolate? You haven’t give me one yet. You have made it, right? I know you have. Two days ago, you bought the ingredients.”

“What? You were watching?”

Akashi leaned his face to you, holding your wrist. He kept leaning forward to your face and made you keep stepping back until your back touched the wall.

“Answer my question, (F/N). Where is my chocolate?”

“Eh.. I…” you averted your eyes from him trying to find a good excuse.

Akashi leaned his face to your neck and kissed it. You gasped, “Wait, Seijuro-”

“Give me my chocolate.”

You closed your eyes while he was kissing your neck. “Okay, okay, get off first.”

Akashi stopped kissing you and you gave him the chocolate you kept in your pocket.

“I know what you’re thinking, (F/N).”

“Huh?”

“You thought that your homemade chocolate aren’t suitable for me. And that the chocolates i received from the other girls are more suited for me to eat.”

You stared at him surprised because he knew what you were thinking.

Akashi opened the chocolate and ate it. He licked his lips and said, “i only want your chocolate. You have made this chocolate by yourself with your feelings in it. I don’t need some chocolates that i don’t even know the one who made it.”

You blushed while he kept eating your chocolate. You didn’t even know if you should be happy or angry or embarrassed because he figured out your feelings.

“It’s really annoying how you can know about my feelings without me saying it.”

He smirked, “of course i know. I’m always right.” He leaned his face to yours again and said, “by the way, i have to punish you for not talking to me during school day today.”

“Eh? What will you do?”

“(F/N), do you want to taste your chocolate?”

“You already ate all of them.”

He smirked again and kissed you on the lips. He pulled away and moved to your ear, “thank you for your chocolate. It was delicious.”

You blushed as he kissed you on the lips again.

Aomine

“Yo, (F/N).”

“Hey, there, aho.”

“I told you that’s not my name”, Aomine sat up while you were standing near him. The two of you were currently at school rooftop during lunch break.

You grabbed the chocolate in your pocket and gave it to him.

“Huh? What’s that?”

“Chocolate.”

Aomine took the chocolate, “you’re giving me this, (F/N)? Is there a poison in it or something?”

“There are bees.”

Aomine threw your chocolate to the floor, “ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME!?”

“Wha-HOW COULD YOU DO THAT!? IT’S VALENTINE’S TODAY, YOU IDIOT!! HOW COULD YOU THROW THE CHOCOLATE YOUR GIRLFRIEND MADE YESTERDAY FOR YOU!?”

Aomine blinked then took your chocolate again, “so, is there something in it?”

“IT’S JUST CHOCOLATE, AHO!!”

“Okay, okay, chill out. Stop yelling, geez”, he opened the chocolate and ate it.

You just stared at him still angry with his ignorant attitude. Seriously, how come i fell for him, anyway?

“Hey, (F/N), don’t just stand there. Sit here”, Aomine patted the floor next to him signalling you to sit there.

You sat beside him and asked, “how is it?”

“Hm? Oh, well, it’s edible. Unlike Satsuki’s”, he answered blankly.

“That’s not a compliment, aho.”

“Stop calling me that. Why don’t you try one?” He bit the square-shaped chocolate and leaned toward you making you bit the other side of the chocolate.

You blushed as you saw his face keep coming closer to yours eating the chocolate. His lips finally crashed to yours and you were kissing with him for seconds.

He pulled away and said, “i guess it’s too sweet”, he ate another chocolate ignoring you who were speechless with red face.

Aomine looked back at you and smirked,“what? You want more?”

You blushed even redder and said, “shut up, Daiki!”

Kagami

“Hey, Kuroko. You know what date it is today?” Kagami asked when he was eating the burger he brought with blank eyes.

“February 14th.”

“Then, that means today is..”

“Valentine’s day, Kagami-kun. You didn’t forget, right? You were so excited yesterday because today is your first Valentine with (L/N)-san.”

“Sh-shut up, Kuroko! I know that! I didn’t forget. It’s just that (F/N).. she..”

“Hasn’t said anything about Valentine and hasn’t give you anything.”

“Stop cutting me, Kuroko!”

“Taiga!”

Kagami flinched upon hearing your voice then looked at your direction.

“You have practice today, right?”

“Y-yes.”

“Then, you can go home without me.”

“Huh?”

“I have something to do and have to go home earlier. Okay? Then, see you later.”

Kagami just stayed silent with his mouth open staring at you getting out of class while Kuroko was staring at Kagami with his usual poker face.

Time skip

The practice was over. Kagami just couldn’t believe that his girlfriend didn’t say ‘happy valentine’ to him or give him chocolate. Kagami left school all gloomy.

Kagami had arrived at his home. He unlocked his door and opened it but stopped when he heard your noise.

You came closer to him panting then holding your knees. Kagami closed his door and stood in front of you waiting for you to talk.

You stood up still panting and said, “T-Taiga, uh, how should i say this..” You handed him a bag of charred chocolate cookies with both of your hands. Your face turned red, “I-I’m sorry for giving this to you this late. But it’s still February 14th. Please accept it, Taiga.”

Kagami’s face turned red too as he took the cookies and mumbled, “hm, it’s fine.”

“And another thing. Those cookies, it may taste a bit bitter. I’m sorry, Taiga. I have tried my best since yesterday but those cookies were the best i can make. If it doesn’t taste good, don’t force yourself, okay?”

Kagami’s eyes widened, “you.. have been making cookies since yesterday!? You could have just brought some.”

“Well, today is our first valentine”, you smiled at him.

Kagami blushed. He opened the bag and ate it. He had to admit that it was bitter but after seeing your face still red and you were still panting, he forced a smile on his face.

“I can’t say it’s delicious but it’s good enough. Thank you, (F/N).”

You smiled again then hugged him.

“It’s almost dinner time. Do you want to eat with me, (F/N)?” Kagami asked as he patted your head.

You nodded and followed him inside.

“Oh, and (F/N)”, Kagami turned back and smiled, “Happy Valentine.”

Kuroko

“Good morning, Tetsuya-kun!”

Kuroko turned his head to look at you. He smiled, “good morning, (F/N)-chan.”

After you caught up with him, the two of you continued walking to the classroom.

“(F/N)-chan, i don’t have practice today. So, do you want to go somewhere?”

You smiled to him and answered, “sure.”

Time skip

The two of you were sitting in park. You looked around you and found a lot of couples. You suddenly blushed.

“What’s wrong, (F/N)-chan?”

“No. It’s fine”, you grabbed your bag and took out a big box and gave it to him. “This, it’s chocolate cake. I made it yesterday.”

Kuroko took the box and opened it.

“I bring a spoon.”

Kuroko giggled as you took out the spoon and gave it to him. But, he didn’t take the spoon. You were confused, “what’s wrong, Tetsuya-kun?”

Kuroko stared at you and said, “(F/N)-chan, will you feed me?”

You blushed again, “e-eh?”

“You don’t want to?”

You stayed silent before you shook your head and said, “no, i’ll do it.” You cut the cake small and brought the cake to his mouth with spoon.

Kuroko bit the cake. He smiled and said, “it’s so delicious, (F/N)-chan. You’re a good cook.”

You blushed furiously. He took the spoon in your hand, “let’s switch, (F/N)-chan, you have to eat too.” He took the cake to your mouth as you said ‘ahh’. The cake melted in your mouth, indirect kiss.

The two of you kept eating the cake feeding each other in the park until sunset.

Takao

“(F/N)-chaaannn!!”

Takao ran into you and hugged you from behind. He quickly got off and walked to face you. Before you could speak anything to him, he shove a red rose to you. You blinked looking at the rose and then looked at him. He was smiling sweetly. You took the rose as he said, “Happy Valentine, (F/N)-chan.”

“Happy Valentine, Kazu-kun”, you answered with red face.

The students in the corridor were all staring at the two of you. And it was silent.

Suddenly, a tall green-haired boy appeared behind Takao. He sighed, “Takao, if you want to do something like that, do it somewhere else.”

“Why? I’m just showing my love to (F/N)-chan. You don’t have to be jealous, Shin-chan.”

“Die!”

You giggled looking at the two of them. Takao looked back at you and said, “so, where’s my chocolate, (F/N)-chan?”

You sweatdropped. Takao tilted his head. The bell rang. You ran to your class and left him behind. Takao stared at you confused.

You haven’t talked to Takao again since this morning. You tried to avoid him in every possible way. This made you felt guilty but you had no other choice.

After school, you intended to go home directly because Takao had a practice today. You walked out of classroom but suddenly, someone held your hand and you ran with him. It was Takao. You wanted to pull off but you couldn’t.

The two of were at the back of school behind the gym. You were panting after the run while Takao was looking at you seriously.

“Why did you avoid me, (F/N)-chan? Did i do something bad?”

You looked at him.

“Today is Valentine’s Day. A day for couples to spend time together. You didn’t forget, right? Why didn’t you answer me this morning? Why didn’t you give me chocolate?”

You felt really guilty. Takao had a sad look on his face. Then, you took a bottle from your bag.

Takao accepted it with a confused look.

You gulped then bowed, “I’M SORRY, KAZU-KUN!”

“Huh?” Takao surprised because you yelled loudly.

“Yesterday, i was excited to make a chocolate for you. I couldn’t decide what to make. I decided to make a cake but it failed. So i tried to make a cookie but it failed again. After i realized i couldn’t bake, i made a chocolate. It was a success. I was happy but i was careless and made the chocolate fell to the floor and it broke. I was so sad. It was already 11 pm. I wanted to make something again fast but i ran out of ingredients. Then i went to bedroom and sleep. I wanted to buy you a chocolate from store the next day but i didn’t feel right. I wanted to give you something that i made but i couldn’t so i just made a hot chocolate for you this morning. But you gave me rose, i felt guilty. So i decided to make a new chocolate after school and give it to you after your practice over but.. but…”

Takao just stared at you listening your long explanation. It took seconds to make him understand what you were saying. Takao looked at the bottle in his hand. He opened it and then drank it. You lifted your head.

“It’s good, (F/N)-chan. It’s been so long since i last drank hot chocolate. Thank you”, Takao smiled.

You had a guilty face. Takao came closer to you and said, “it’s fine, (F/N)-chan. I don’t care what you give to me. As long as you give me something, and there is love in it, i will be happy. Besides, i’m glad you didn’t buy a chocolate from store. I’d prefer what you made.”

Your face flushed red. Takao kissed your forehead then hugged you. “It’s really cold. We should get in”, he said.

You nodded.

“Oh yeah, (F/N)-chan, will you wait for me?”

“Huh?”

“We haven’t really talked much yet today. I wanted to spend time with you”, he said frowning.

You laughed, “okay.”