#this just annoyed me so much LMAO can you bear to think about food as Food and not as Dieting

[sergle]

I saw this tag reblogged onto this post and like. whew I think you might actually just be kind of dumb if you see someone post "damn I guess I have more energy when I eat protein?" and go WEEOO WEEOO 🚨🚨 DIET POST!!! like no dude.. it's not Diet Culture to observe that some foods make you feel sleepy after you eat them

[my-my-my]

For the Christmas ask game: eggnog, pudding and glitter! 🎄✨💖

Eggnog: What’s your favourite Christmas time drink?

I am a sucker for peppermint mochas and Mexican hot chocolate! My friends and I have started a tradition of going to the big Christmas market and wandering around with a Mexican hot chocolate, so now I associate that flavour with this tradition.

Pudding: Name your perfect Christmas dinner!

So another person asked me this so I’ll answer this one with my perfect Christmas appetizers and desserts!! My family loves Christmas so our Christmas dinner party is something we plan out months in advance. We are also Sri Lankan Tamil, so there’s a lot of ethnic food we serve too!

I’m putting it behind the read more because it’s image heavy.

I absolutely love Sri Lankan mutton rolls. I’m actually super picky about them too, so as of late I’ve learned how to make my own. Curried goat mixed with mashed potatoes, wrapped in a chewy wrapper, breaded and then shallow fried.

Another one is Sri Lankan fish cutlets. We call them cutlets, but it is what non-Tamil people would call “croquettes.” My family’s version uses shredded king fish, but I’ve seen some families use salmon and tuna. You combine it with potatoes, red onions, green chilies and parsley, then bread and shallow fry!

It can be really spicy depending on how many green chilies you put in lol.

One year I made chili lime shrimp cups with arugula and I still think about them.

To balance out all the savoury, my sister’s shortbread cookies. Specifically with her Miffy cookie cutters.

As for dessert, I like having options 🤪

Williams Sonoma peppermint bark (ok, I also just snack on this lmao)

Watalppam: my aunt makes THE BEST version of this. It is a Sri Lankan coconut custard pudding topped with cashews.

Payasam - I think non-Tamil south Asians call it “kheer” but our version is a saffron/cardamom-spiced tapioca pudding. I specifically only like the Tamil version (I’m so biased LOL), because we make it “tropical” by adding in pineapple, mango or splashes of coconut milk into it.

Bûche de Noël: I love love Christmas cakes and this version is my favourite. So much so that this year I got one as my own birthday cake (my birthday is a bit after Christmas). There’s a French bakery here that makes this “modern” version that I loved:

It contains: vanilla mousse and chocolate mousse, crunchy hazelnut/almond Praliné Feuilletine with a chocolate sponge.

Glitter: What is the weirdest Christmas decoration you own/owned?

So to be completely honest, I don’t think I own any. My family and I are very into having particular Christmas trees (every year I decide on the colour scheme LOL), so this was really hard to decide! I think maybe the giant nutcracker? I personally like it but my sister thinks it’s creepy.

The bear is cute but it has this annoying song it dances to. I took out the batteries because it pissed me off LOL.

[archive-of-the-lost]

𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐮𝐩 𝐟𝐨𝐫 @i-am-so-strange

Your ideal match is…Michael Kaiser!

♡ This may be a surprising match for you, and honestly, it is for me too! I'm not sure what kind of SO I expected for him, perhaps someone with his dramatic flair and/or ambition. But after reading your info, I didn't have anyone else in mind for you, so here he is!

♡ Kaiser is undoubtedly the snobbiest guy in blue lock, and that's saying a lot, so you both didn't get along at first. Enemies to lovers all the way (again, my first matchup based on this concept!). I'm thinking the first time you both got along was when he made a comment on someone you both found annoying, and you couldn't help but agree, spending the new few minutes gossiping about that person with him until you remember your goal to think more positively about people.

♡ "Film school dropout and a frustrated writer lol". This is the line that put him in my mind and no one else could wedge themself in. Kaiser obviously has a connection to theatre/the arts given the professions of his parents, and he did have a period where he incorporated stage roles into his shit-talk. 💀 My point is, I think he would have a genuine interest in film and writing as a hobby. So he'd want to know more about this side of you, what parts of media/the arts that you like. Even why it didn't work out, if you'd tell him.

♡ Once he finds out that you play the piano and the guitar, he seems to make it his personal mission to get you to play for him. He pesters you every day about it, begging urging you to play him a song. When you finally do, he just stares at you the entire time, transfixed.

♡ One time he accompanied you shopping, offering to pay for anything that wasn't food in an attempt to court you rather than show off his wealth. You seem to be the type to insist paying for yourself, being independent and all, but he was persistent in offering to buy you that gorgeous but expensive coat you were eyeing. For Christmas. Did I mention it was snowing? He was lagging behind you for a bit when you stopped to look through a window of an antique shop. What a memorising sight it was, he just had to take a picture. Yes, his tiny smile was quite cute from the corner of your eyes.

♡ Throughout the first few months of dating, I can imagine the both of you sort of dancing around each other, too afraid to come off as "too much" or too vulnerable. You're both independent and not great at showing how much you care about someone, which leads to a honeymoon period probably more anxiety-ridden than it should be. He definitely did his research on traditional romance and brought you roses, chocolates and a fluffy stuffed bear. Very cute, but it took him a while before starting to get you more personalised gifts.

♡ Once the both of you become more comfortable with each other, the relationship starts sailing more smoothly. The two of you can joke with each other without worrying about the other person not finding it funny, playfully swat at each other, tease each other. Kaiser isn't the type to laugh at little things much, but when he sees you laughing, he can't help but laugh as well. That's the chemistry of love.

♡ Your ability to stand up for yourself is good for your relationship with him in the long run. There are times when he makes mistakes or even pushes boundaries, so you being able to tell him when you're unhappy (in a healthy communicative way) with something he did is vital to the long-term success of the relationship. He needs to know what's healthy in a relationship, what he can and cannot get away with.

Your sibling is…Barou Shoei!

♡ Your mentions of cleaning and dislike of disorganisation reminded me of him LMAO Okay, but seriously, you both sound like a great match! For living in the same house, that is! He'd appreciate those qualities of yours as he also loves cleanliness. It also means you're scolded by him the least out of his three sisters, haha. Though it helps that you're older than your sisters. You're more mindful of cleanliness.

♡ Is cleaning a hobby? Barou certainly thinks so. He often gets you to clean with him, not because he wants to give you work to do, but because he finds the activity enjoyable and sees it as a way to bond with you. He stated his ideal type as someone who can clean with him, which gives us some insight into his preferred way of spending quality time with loves ones: doing chores together.

♡ You're an INTJ, he's an XSTJ (not sure if he's I or E yet), so the both of you are quite similar in that way. Independent, organised. Even down to the being bad at expressing that you care for people part. But! While you're a "looks like could kill you but is actually a cinnamon roll" type, he's a "looks like could kill you, will kill you" type all the way through. Yes, he does care for his family, but you're never gonna catch him doing anything sappy without looking constipated.

♡ Barou also looks down on everyone, not just certain people. He thinks his strength is his egoistical mindset, so you know he's even proud of it. 💀 Hey, maybe you learned it from him. But Barou isn't above respecting someone (kinda?) after they beat him in soccer, so he's also working on his tendency of looking down on others. Somewhat. In his own way. You guys can work on it together!

♡ Woah, the both of you are blunt and straightforward. I imagine that causes the both of you to butt heads when you disagree, because you mentioned you know how to stand up for yourself, so you're not the type to agree with him just to keep the peace.

♡ Barou mentioned that he hasn't cried since the day he was born, and by the looks of it, he hasn't laughed since he learned to walk either. When you have friends over and you're laughing with them, he gives you a weird look like having fun is a crime or something. He doesn't say anything though. At least you have friends, tell him that.

♡ I don't normally pay attention to appearance when doing sibling matchups (because a lot of bllk characters have natural colourful hair and eyes) but you and Barou totally look like siblings! Your tendency to wear corporate clothing suits the serious aura Barou always has around him. In general, INTJs seem to have rbfs or at least look serious/done with everything so I'm going to assume the both of you have this unapproachable aura. People can usually guess that you're siblings. You having dyed hair is making me wonder what your reaction was to Barou's new red stripes to celebrate his 100 million yen value.

[zander1104]

I have a redacted head-canon. (It’s not explicit but like drugs ig) so content warning *drugs*

So. Who I think smokes weed outta the redacted universe/ how they act.

My guesses are:

Lasko, Gavin, and Freelancer smoke every now and then. Like group sessions when they’re real stressed out. Especially Lasko. It helps calm his stutter a bit. (From personal experience it truly does. Feels like your brains moving slower so you can actually speak lol). Gavin always ends up gettin all hot and bothered. Like sex jokes out the whoza. Freelancer gets hungry and starts making shit. Combining things that have no right being combined but always ends up tasting amazing.

Babe, Angel, and Sweetheart smoke together. More over Babe and Angel because they’re together alot more than they are with sweetheart. Babe gets real sleepy and Angel gets real giggly. Like you can hear Angel through the walls that’s how much they giggle. David gets real annoyed. Babe ends up cuddled into Asher where ever he happens to be at the time. Sweetheart has a high tolerance so they watch over em or cooks for em. High sweetheart makes the best food. Usually sweet stuff cause they get a massive sweet tooth when high.

Darlin, Asher, and Milo smoke every now and then. Milo and Sweetheart will roll one before bed because it helps Milo relax and Sweetheart just likes Milo’s dad jokes (they’ll never admit it) and he makes a shit ton when he’s high lmao. Asher gets emotional, and just talks about life. He eats them outta house and home tho. Milo too. They’ll destroy the kitchen tryna find food and will just end up goin to Macca’s. Darlin FaceTimes Sam and is like really sweet lol. He always knows what’s up when they get all giggly and smiley. (Like that TikTok sound “miss you pookie bear” oh lord. That’s Sams reaction to their texts)

Guy and Honey smoke. Like vintage smokers right here. They’ll smoke one, Guy will get on the game and Honey’ll watch him play and order a BUNCH of snacks. Demolishes all of them, passes out, and wakes up with a stomach ache lol. Guy just calms down ALOT. Like it’s kinda scary. No good jokes, no bad jokes, no jokes at all. He’s real into the game, will loose track of time. When he finally realizes “oh shit I’ve been on the game for hours why didn’t Honey make me get off” it’s cause they feel asleep watching him play. Weeds therapeutic for them.

[fox-from-fairytale]

Doesn't matter if I already know how it ends, this game will never fail to make me cry.

It's so good that I'd replay it even if I've just finished it, but thankfully there are the other seasons. The thing is, the first one really is the best one. I've always found all the characters so well written and the story is so compelling, even if there are some awkward moments. Couldn't Clem kill the walker with the bat before trying to take the gun/keys? Why didn't the bandits follow Lee and Mark through the open fence? Did Ben really not see the walkers on the other side of the door? Still, those are little things compared to everything else.

The first time I was so focused on Clementine that most of the characters were just background noise to me, but this time I had the possibility to appreciate more of the game since I already knew it, and who shined the most was Lilly. I love that woman for both her good and bad traits, and I'm afraid to replay TFS now lmao 😰

It was a bit annoying how the game seems to try and antagonise her through the other characters bitching about her, but it makes sense since that's something that of course would happen to the only person with the guts to distribute food rations. But still, having Lee as the only one who can say something positive about her and what she has done when the player has absolutely no idea about how things are in the group because it's the beginning of the episode? Lmao fuck you. Also, why does she accuse Carley but if you save Doug she kills him as a mistake? Let my woman show no remorse towards both of them.

She's already hurt for losing the only family she had, so losing the other thing she was protecting so desperately because someone within the group betrayed them is the last nail in the coffin, along with being dismissed while she was trying to find out who did it. I'm not saying it was right to kill Carley/try to kill Ben (who did what he did for understandable reasons from his side), but I still see why she snapped and I can't hate her for it.

It's a pity the game gets rid of her, because seeing someone who still didn't lose her humanity (sure, she doesn’t want other mouths to feed, which should be obvious why since she is the one giving food and knowing they can barely survive with what they can find, but she shows it when she doesn't agree with Kenny if he says that Lee made a mistake putting the girl in Macon out of her misery or when she doesn't want to steal from the stranger - she doesn't want to bear the weight of more people because it would be impossible to take care of them too and she prioritise her family and then her group, but this doesn’t mean she wants to survive on other people's expenses, which, ergh... kinda changes) doing something so ruthless it's so interesting, and I would have loved to see her progression through the game. I guess we do in TFS, but at the moment I'm torn about what they did with her in that season... Also, I simply wanted more of her in the game lmao

Protecting Duck and Katjaa as much as I could + trying to save Larry was a good combo for Kenny, I genuinely think those choices gave me the best of him. I like to make fun of him for being a pain in the ass if you agree with him about everything but a single choice is what makes him despise you and even avoid to save your ass when you need, but I really liked how things evolved in the final episode.

Kenny isn't a bad person, no one at the motor inn and who can join the group later on is, and killing someone (who at the moment is defenceless) because it's what you think is the right thing to do to protect yourself takes quite a lot, and Lee not helping him surely would make him feel like being left alone in such a hard moment and would divide them. But in the last episode, after seeing the worst of him (I mean, I believe that's in s2, but that's another story) because of his loss, the fact that he comes around when Clem is taken and treats you as a pal and uses the last bullet for Ben? I loved that, I think it showed the best of him. I thought he was going to be an asshole till the end, but I'm glad I can be on Lilly's side without having to be hated by Kenny for the whole season. I still loved to kick his ass in the third episode though lmao

I've made some pretty different choices compared to the first time, putting more thoughts behind them, especially when it came down to end someone's life.

Lee is a man who killed before it was necessary to survive, but it wasn't premeditated (or so I believe at least), and still has the heart to take care of a random kid as if she was his own. In the end, I only made him kill the girl at the motor inn who was bitten, the one screaming in Macon, and the stranger. Following this, I didn't let Clementine shoot him, and I'm glad the game made me give the actual reason I thought about: killing changes you, and I don't think a parent (that's who he is in the end) would make their child go through that, especially when said parent knows what it's like, and not only after the apocalypse.

It's clear that in the world she lives in she'll end up doing it, but it wasn't necessary to her safety, and Lee is no coward, and I like to think that he would keep prioritising Clementine over himself even in such a moment. Yes, it's sad for Lee, and Clementine surely is going to regret this, but I wanted to make the choice as Lee, not as the player nor as Clem.

These aren't all my thoughts on the game but the rambling got a bit too long, so I'm going to end it with the love of my life being pissed:

[jumpywhumpywriter]

Asks & Requests #1

(This list is just for my personal reference so I can keep track of conversations from my inbox)

Shadow Trilogy

What are Shadow's favorite and least favorite weapons?

Heck yeah daggers!! personally i love sharpening my daggers. mediative quality time. self care is preparing lethal weapons for their next use

[me, my sister, and shadow, all sharpening weapons in silence] [thomas walks in] [we all look up] [thomas immediately walks out]

does shadow have a tail

Villain's Coffee Shop

IM A SHAPESHIFTER AND IVE LITERALLY BEEN IN THE SAME POSITION AS COFFEE SHOP VILLAIN

SHE IS SO REAL FOR THAT ‼️‼️‼️‼️☝️☝️MOCHA SUPREMACY!!!!!! 🔥🔥

villain's REAL crime is letting mocha's food bowl get empty. unforgivable /silly

hero: YOU JUST FRAMED THAT GUY FOR A LIFE SENTENCE villain: ...oops?

will coffee shop villain tell hero that it was superhero who Almost Killed Him

AMAZING SUGGESTIONS FOR THE FUTURE PLOT

EATING THIS EATINGTBIS EATING THIS

how are they going to explain why vito got Mauled. neither villain nor hero have powers that could resemble a Magic Panther Attack

HI HII!!! so umm im done with the Zack doodles teehee :333

Vampire Captures Vampire Hunter

[reading the vampire hunter spinoff] [they start interrogating alex] - my headmates:

Mallory and Alex enemies to lovers /silly

Alex when I catch u Alex

Evil laughter

Julia's gonna kill Alex and Mallory for making that deal

Will we ever get to see alex feral with hunger? i just think itd be sexy i mean cool to see

in alexs defense, he DID just get poisoned and kidnapped,

can't believe no one has commented like, "wow you look good for 300" or "man you age gracefully" to alex /silly

will we ever get to hear alex's Tragic Backstory?

what were the hunter's reactions to mallory suggesting kidnapping alex. "we need a plan against this evil vampire clan" "...well when i got kidnapped 5 years ago,"

i vote have a really awkward heart to heart

can you imagine if alex had moved though. and they just shot some poor random guy with silver and hemlock

i mean if they shot someone with hemlock bullets the good news is they wouldnt need to explain themselves. considering. Dead

Alex: whats wrong. mallory: YOU

No wonder Alex is a loner, he had such crappy friends 😭😭 now I feel bad for himm he was so young

wait if alex got turned on his birthday. and vampires don't age. does that mean it's alex's birthday every day

I vote it should be alexs birthday everyday and he should be really annoying about it.

cant wait to see the hunters reaction to learning a whole ass vampire snuck in

are vampire fangs retractable? (like, mine are, but ik some worlds work differently)

Can your vampires turn into bats?

alex: wait why doesnt she need a collar??

man i'm only like 100 and i'm already like, completely desensitized to human suffering.

Ok, because like I LOVE how mamma bear Anisa is!

anisa like "alex i didn't raise you this way" /silly

did alex never lie as a human or did he only adopt that rule after he got Turned

SO NORMAL ABOUT THE WHY ALEX NEVER LIES. SO SO NORMAL. DONT EVEN WORRY ABOUT I

I'm sorry but im just imagining human: wait...are you a vampire---

will we ever get to meet anisa's partner

vampire blood is DRUGS?

Ok, so I’m curious. I don’t know much abt vamps, but, you know how they turn to ash?

MY brutal act of revenge was satisfying

I gotta need more Mallory mocking Alex lmao

FINALLY, SOMEONE PUNCHED ALEX IN THE FACE

mallory should also get to punch alex. as a treat. it wouldnt do anything bc hes human but i think itd be cathartic

oh alex is LONELY lonely

someone get alex a puppy. i think it would help

alex slips a piece of paper under mallory's door thats one of those feedback popups

EXCITED FOR THE VAMPIRE CLAN FIGHT!!! ! !! >:D

EATING THE VAMPIRE STORY SO MUCH EATING IT

PROBLEMS!!!! >:DDD

dude if dozens of feral newborn vampires---

anisa strong as HELL for keeping control long enough to both stop alex and give mallory a headstart WHILE brutally injured AND with mallory openly bleeding. i could never

that reminds me of the time i went feral and my (human) partner tried to help me! it um. did not go as well :(

so i have a flower tattoo to cover up the Vampire Bite on my neck

weird question about vampire biology

unfortunately i was Pretty Much Newborn and--

high fives alex. i also did the "surely animal blood will work fine [goes feral and kills a human horribly]"

complete stranger and i honestly think he was--

what's alex's Greatest Fear? actually what are ALL of the characters Greatest Fears?

how does it feel to have a vampire reading your vampire stories

mallory like ah crap he still has some humanity left

*********I CAN ANSWER THIS ONE ACTUALLY. as a vampire who both has anxiety and has gone feral several times (in my defense my dumb ass didn't have an anisa to teach me shit)

i love how everyone involved agrees anisa is the Mom Friend but she also Takes No Shit. if you're being an asshole she WILL break your nose

yes and if you have any vampire questions i would love to ramble incessantly i mean answer them !!

Where did Alex's shock collar go? Would've been helpful in the recent chapter and doesn't silver hurt vampires? That means Alex will wake up with a burning feeling on his wrists.

🎀 Anon response to me asking if I can post her fanart

i assumed they took the shock collar off in anticipation for the Big Vampire Fight

would love to see alex sobbing crying in front of mallory

wait i thought mallory would get turned on a hunt gone wrong?

Would vampires know who turned them?

INSPIRATION FOR VAMPIRE BLOODBAG STORY

okay i highly doubt this would ever become canon but au where mallory somehow gets turned into a vampire would be so juicy

YES I HAVE READ BEAUTIFUL BLOOD AND I LOVE IT thats partly why i think it would be so cool to do with mallory-

hear me out. (another) hunt goes wrong. mallory gets bit. the vampire is like haha loser and just leaves him to Turn Into A Fucking Vampire on his own. he goes to alex like hey uh. um. well. you see. Problems.

PLUS the drama of "ive become the very thing i swore to destroy,," will he still be a hunter? will his friends try to kill him? evil laughter

ALSO. alex is highly likely to slam the door on mallory considering he got Shot And Kidnapped the last time mallory knocked on his door

don't forget how much it Hurts when you get Turned (source: im a vampire and it Sucked. no pun intended)

EPIC SUGGESTION FOR THE STORY ENDING!!

Another spectacular idea

what if alex turns mallory Without consent because he's grown attached to the human

I think Malory begging Alex and Alex having flashbacks/ not wanting Malory to go through what he went through would just be a 🤌 to there character development!

Life in the Hands of the Enemy

okay so ummm after seeing that amazing Life In The Hands of the Enemy fanart i was inspired to make a couple of Amber doodles myself

Random Compliments/Comments

Are we claiming emojis now? well since I'll probably be here in your ask box a lot (gushing over your characters and stories teehee🤭🤭) i claim this one 🎀 !!!

FANART OF AMBER BY 🎀 anon!!

Thought you might like something me and my sister say during a fight or quest

your stories be so good i be laughing like a maniac in front of strangers

SO glad i gave up on being a good person

me: hehe! yay! yippee! [the Characters are having the worst day of their entire lives]

have you ever considered faerie whump?

I saw your ask for Save The Villainous Cat and I love both yalls writing and seeing you two interact was like a crossover episode and it was wonderful <3

can i try to design your silly characters sooner or later pls i love them smmm

EVIL LAUGHTER!!!

YAY YIPPEE YAY !!

wondering who i'd be in a Hero / Villain universe

blowing up your notifications blowing them up

would you want dialogue prompts?

"You're such a pessimist." "I prefer the term 'Survivor'." Diolog prompt from the anon above

[servin-up-surveys]

survey #134

Who owns the computer you are on? Me.

What is your first childhood memory? I'm pretty sure it's watching my brother slide down our playset slide into the flood of Hurricane Floyd lmao, I woulda been close to four. That one single day I was at daycare also comes to mind; don't feel like telling it again cuz I did very recently in one of these. I can't remember exactly how old I was, though.

Ever been in love? Twice.

Are you in love now? Yes.

Look left: What do you see? The closet, and my purse and camera bag hanging from each handle.

Look right: What do you see? The window.

Can you say the alphabet backwards? No, I've never been able to. I have to think too hard.

Ever had a long-distance relationship? One, yeah.

Ever had an online relationship? ^ same one. Granted, we visited each other a few times, but still.

Would you ever do it/do it again? I very highly doubt it.

What do you hear right now? I have "Ausländer" by Rammstein on.

Do you like scary movies? Yes.

Ever gotten a prank phone call? Not that I remember.

What was the last thing you had to drink? The strawberry-flavored carbonated water I basically live off of.

Who is the most annoying person you know? My sister's fucking husband, of the people I personally know. I don't wish anyone to go through a divorce, I seriously don't, but god I wish Ashley wasn't with him, for MANY reasons.

If you were one of Snow White’s seven dwarfs, which one would you be? Uh, just by Googling them (I don't remember the detailed parts of their characters), probably Sleepy lmao

How much sleep did you get last night? Idk, but more than the night before, thankfully. I was in a terrible mood and laid down early, so I know that helped getting me to go to sleep.

Have you ever kissed the same gender? Yes.

Do you get aroused by anything unusual? Not anything absolutely off the wall but like more "normal"/established less common things if you get me lmao

How/when did you have your first orgasm? As embarrassing as this story is it's also funny as fuck to me but basically this came very close to happening Once aND I WAS SO ALARMED BY/PANICKING OVER HOW MY BODY FELT THAT WE STOPPED LMAOOOOOOOOOOO waiting for it to go away was the worst

In what places other than a bedroom have you had sex? Literal sex, zero, but adjacent things, like the couch and as a teenager on the floor, good fucking luck getting my knees to do that shit now lmfao

When was the last time you were angry, and why? Last night, I'm being so fucking bad about not eating and I was paying for it til I finally had a sandwich because I'd developed a bad headache and was extremely weak.

Are you a romantic? I think I am, been told so.

Would you ever own a poodle? Would I rescue one, possibly, but I wouldn't seek that breed out deliberately.

What’s your best friend’s favorite color? Teal.

What color was your senior prom dress? Black.

Who’s your favourite voice actor? What’s the best thing they’ve been in? I don't have a strong opinion here, but holy shit I DO love Christopher Judge, especially as Kratos in the last two God of War games, like holy shit that voice belongs to a prehistoric-sized bear.

Are you more of an introvert or an extrovert? If you’re an introvert, do you feel like you live in a world built for extroverts? Introvert, and to answer the second question, absolutely yes. I firmly believe success and financial stability generally favors them.

Is there anything (a hobby, for example) that’s guaranteed to always make you feel better when you’ve had a bad day? Not completely without fail, no.

If you have pets, do you snuggle with them when you’re having a bad time? Does it make you feel better? No. Roman, surprisingly, doesn't like being held; he kinda freaks out when he knows his ability to move is limited.

What did you get the last time you went out for fast food? Taco Bell.

How many boyfriends/girlfriends have you had in 2014? I was only with Jason in '14.

What would you tell to your eighth grade self? girl you're 100% Not straight and fuck any religion that tells you loving somebody is wrong

Can you curse around your parents? Mom's not a fan of hearing me say "fuck," but it still happens. I do try to say it less around her, though. Dad doesn't give a shit.

What does your mom say about the pictures on your Tumblr? screaming over this question bc it's just a thirst trap of German men around + literally her age hELP I'd take a shotgun blast to the shin before I let her see my Tumblr lmfao

What was the last thing you and your parents argued about? I haven't argued with my dad in many years, I have zero idea what our last argument was. I can't remember what Mom and I last fought about either.

Would you tattoo someone’s name on your body? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Do you believe “Once a cheater, always a cheater?” No; people should be allowed to learn, grow, and change. Does that mean you have to forgive a cheater, no, because I wouldn't either, but don't just assume because someone's done it once that they're 100% gonna do it again.

Think back to the last person you kissed. How many times have you cried in their arms? Quite a few.

What’s an interesting fact about you that not many people know? I guess that I'm a carrier of inactive MRSA, that's not something that's almost ever relevant to a conversation.

If you had the chance to move to a completely different state/country, would you? No, I'm not leaving my family or Girt, and even if he came, I'm not pulling him away from what's left of his family.

Do you currently feel any sadness? I'm super thankfully fine this morning, can't say the same for last night at all. I did start my period overnight however and it's VERY normal for me to have a hellish day before starting so it is reassuring to know there was a reliable reason why I was so bad last night.

Do you ever feel like people use you? No, it's not like I have much to offer people.

Can you sleep with your eyes open? I've never been told I do this.

Last kiss, when and who: Last Saturday, with Girt.

Northernmost state you’ve been to: New York.

Turning 21 was (will be): I was in the psych hospital on my 21st birthday lol, it's a sad memory. There is some sweetness in it though, with how much everyone tried to make it a good day for me. I wound up with a slice of cake and cried when everyone sang happy birthday at dinner, crying now a bit remembering it.

Think you’ll live to be 100? Absolutely not.

What does the shirt you are wearing look like? It's just a gray tank top.

Which YouTuber do you feel like you could be friends with easily? Emzotic is one. She's primarily a pet channel and animal educator with one HELL of an abuse trauma recovery story and is just a FANFUCKINGTASTIC person with so much light in her, I adore her. Honestly need to get back into watching her actual videos more, I mostly just know what's going on with her through Instagram.

Do you think you will dye your hair when you start going gray? I plan on always dyeing my hair, when I can afford it. I just really, really love colorful hair.

Who is that last good musician or band you discovered? Uh, maybe Ghost?

What color was the house you grew up in? It was red brick with an I'm pretty sure white wooden porch.

Say something in a foreign language? Uhhhh ich heiẞe Brittany, eine 27-jährige Frau, und iche lebe im North Carolina von der(?) USA.

What is something you enjoy learning about? Meerkats and really just animals + nature as a whole, as well as the ^ language because WOW I'm RUSTY Y'ALL and I just think learning a foreign language is really fucking cool and fun, it's like learning a secret code lmfao

What is a weather type that you like that not many others do? Snow. We don't really get dangerous amounts of snow here, ever, so I know that plays a big role in me loving it, but still, it's so pretty!!

How important is music in your life? VERY

Do you ever get mad at people for not having the same opinion as you (i.e. Abortion being wrong/right, meat-eating being wrong/right)? ONLY if these opinions are attacking/invalidating/dictating people. Because then it's not just an opinion: you're hurting and in MANY cases restraining the rights of others. THEN I'm mad.

If you like to take pictures, what is your motivation? With nature, it's mostly to show others just how fucking gorgeous and worthy of protection it is. If I'm taking pictures of people, it's definitely to try to capture that memory as accurately as I can so when I or others look back at it, they can basically experience it again.

What are some weird things about you? Definitely how I eat breakfast biscuits lol (I take it apart and eat each thing individually), I don't like watching TV by myself (and even with other people I often don't enjoy it), I have super fucking dry eyebrows (like, skin flakes off), people regularly pick fun at how picky I am with food and things I can't stand, I hate being on the beach (unless I'm in the water), I love a lot of animals people don't and/or are scared of, I've never been drunk (which I absolutely don't consider to be a bad thing, but c'mon, that's not something you really see in 27-year-olds), my hair mindboggles professional hairdressers with how it reacts to attempts to color it, and apparently I have 20/20 vision in my left eye but my right is astonishingly severe in vision. Oh, speaking of eyes, apparently I have pretty large pupils too, like there have been a number of times at the eye doctor where they didn't even need to dilate them because they're often already large enough.

Who do you know personally that has a nice singing voice? Girt.

Would you ever wear snake-skin pants, or other animal clothing? Absolutely, positively not.

Do you like to have your own space? Are you independent? Yes, but no, I am extremely dependent probably to the point of disorder and I hate it.

If you met your favorite musician, what would you ask him/her? oh fuck idk

Do you think video games cause people to become violent? lol no, this is so fucking dumb

What was the last word you learned? Huh I actually can't remember, but it was recent.

[leossmoonn]

just imagine being really short like 5'3 to 5'4 or smth(hello me) and matt likes to bully you about it but like he also finds it sexy bc turns out he has a huge size kink <33

turning this into a headcannon hehe

masterlist

warnings / includes - 16+, sex content, lots of cute stuff too, short!reader

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For starters, Matt loves holding you

He loves wrapping his arms from behind you while you’re doing laundry or cooking

He absolutely cannot get enough of how his hands take up all of your hips

This man loves towering over you too. Like he’s obviously average height but the fact you’re a good couple inches smaller than him really feeds his obsession with you being short

He’s always picking you up and spinning you around

And being the big spoon in bed is essential

Also he just loves holding you in general. He loves how you just mold into him. He’s so warm and a cuddly like a big teddy bear ☺️☺️

A big teddy bear with the best abs you’ve ever seen 😫😫

Sorry lmao not the point of this lol

Bro his size kink really shows when you’re in bed (shocker right?)

He loves missionary. Towering over you, feeling your body writhe under him.

It gives him such an ego boost 😝

The way he pushes your hips down forcefully when you’re being a little too bratty or needy

“Calm down,” he grunts

“But Matty,” you whine. “Need you.”

“Oh yeah? What do you need baby?” he breathes against your neck as he kisses it

“Need your big cock inside me,” you say

The size kink doesn’t just go to how much taller he is compared to you ;)

Omg okay a few more things containing smut hehe

Doggie style is another fav of his

Holding your hips with those meaty, calloused hand of his, making you fuck yourself onto him, your ass colliding with his hips and the fat rippling each time you move back and forth

He loves feeling your pussy stretch around his dick.

He’s a little above average in length, but what he may “lack” in length, he def makes up in girth 😏😏

The first gasp you make when he enters you always makes him go crazy

And when he can feel him all the way in your stomach when he presses on your belly. It just makes him feral

Anywho ☺️

I also like to think he likes to hold your hand and trace your fingers and compare hand sizes as well

And feeling his clothes on you!!! He loves the way his shirts drape over your frame. And the sleeves are usually so much bigger bc of his biceps 😭

Omg okay sorry about the bullying thing

So you’re not like THAT short you know, but you also have issues reaching the couple top shelves of your cabinets

You’re like having a dinner party and want to get out the fancy dishes so you have to call your bf over

“Stand on your tippy toes,” he says

“I might fall and break the plates. Can you please get them?” you ask

And the classic move, putting your stuff in a place where you can’t reach unless you stand on the counter or on a chair

He will purposefully put the spices you use to make food on the top shelf so you have to ask him all the time to grab them (you could use a chair but that’s so much work to carry over to the kitchen)

“Don’t you get annoyed by me always asking you to do stuff?” you ask

Matt smiles and shakes his head. “Nope. It’s cute watching you struggle.”

The audacity 🙄🙄

Also when you visit him at the office he will purposefully ask you to grab smth off the shelf and he just loves hearing you struggle

Your frustrated huffs and groans. Omg and the fact you’re jumping up and down and trying to climb on the counter 😭 it makes him giggle

Lmfao imagine foggy just walking in to you on a counter trying to find whatever Matt asked

Foggy goes to Matt like

“Dude, you’re so mean.”

Matt just shrugs. “She wanted to help.”

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[babeydollx]

Can you write a fic about jj and reader dating and reader is obsessed with Harry Styles and wants to go to Harry's tour so bad but nobody wants go with her so even tho jj is a bit jealous of her obsession with Harry he offers to go with her because he feels bad (maybe he suprises her with the tickets) But it ends with jj totally obsessing over Harry, maybe even more then the reader. Just image jj being a total harry fan

Obsessed

Warnings: cursing, jealous JJ, Y/N obsessed with Harry Styles, JJ becoming obsessed with Harry Styles, fluff

Pairings: JJ Maybank x Female Reader

Summary: Y/N is obsessed with Harry styles and she wants to go to one of his concerts so badly but, all of her friends are too busy to go with her. Even though JJ is kind of jealous of her obsession with Harry, he buys her tickets to his concert and goes with her then eventually loves him just as much as Y/N does.

Requested: yes

Word Count: 800+

a/n: I love this request! I am obsessed with Harry Styles too so lmao.

© Maybanks-Luver, please do not steal or translate my work

You came home from work and sighed as you gently tossed your coat onto a chair. You had been kind of down in the dumps for a the past few days. You had been wanting to go to Harry Style's concert so fucking badly but, you couldn't find anyone to go with you.

Sarah was going to be on vacation so she couldn't go, Kiara couldn't go because she had a lot of work to do for her parents, Cleo was not able to go because she was going back to the Bahamas for the weekend.

You had even asked John B and Pope to go with you but, John B couldn't go because he was going with Sarah on her vacation and Pope couldn't go because now that he was in university he had exams to study for.

You wanted to ask JJ to go with you but, he didn't really seem to like Harry Styles. Your obsession with Harry Styles made him jealous and sometimes annoyed him or upset him so, you didn't want to force your boyfriend to go with you if he didn't want to.

But that didn't stop you from complaining and ranting about it to him. His concert was just around the corner and you wanted to go so badly but, there was another issue with going. You probably would not be able to even pay for it. 

You didn't have the type of money that the Kooks has up on Figure Eight. They don't even have to worry about money, they are good for the rest of their lives. Pogues on the other hand basically have to have more than one job just to keep a roof over their heads and food on their tables.

You put your bag down and then walked into your shared bedroom and flopped down onto your bed and shoved your face into your pillow with a groan. You just wanted to stay in your room and not think about the fact that you won't be able to see the love of your life in person on stage.

While your were laying in bed with your face shoved into your pillow, JJ had came home and came into the bedroom. 

"Baby, I have a surprise for you." JJ said with a smile.

"You do?" You mumbled against your soft pillow as you looked over at him slightly. He nodded with a big grin on his gorgeous face. "What is it?" You asked as you sat up. JJ walked over and sat down beside you on the bed. He then showed you two concert tickets to Harry Styles' concert.

You gasped and then screamed before jumping onto JJ, pulling him into a bear hug. He laughed and hugged you back tightly.

"I knew you would love them." He said.

"Wait, why is there two? Who is going with me?" You asked as you looked down at the tickets in your hands.

"Me." He said with a laugh.

"Wait, you?" You asked. JJ nodded. "But, I thought you weren't into this stuff." You said. 

"Well, not really but, I'd do it for you. I just want to see you happy, princess." He said with a big smile. You grinned and pulled him in for another hug again. This was going to be the best night with JJ.

┈ ┈ ┈ ⋞ 〈 ⏣ 〉 ⋟ ┈ ┈ ┈

It had been a week since you and JJ had gone to the Harry Styles' concert together and shockingly, JJ loved it just as much as you did. Honestly, he may have loved it even more than you did and you were Harry's biggest fan.

Every time you both were driving out in the Twinkie, JJ would always have to play Harry Styles in the car. Before he went to his concert, he was not crazy about the music, honestly sometimes he got a little annoyed since that was almost the only thing you played.

But, it was different now. You think that JJ was more in love with Harry than you were, which you thought was impossible. JJ would always update you on news about Harry, listen to all of his new songs first, always look at his Instagram page, buy his merch, he was truly obsessed. 

But, you didn't mind. You were glad that your boyfriend enjoyed the same music as you, even if he may have had more of a passionate for it than you did.

a/n: hope y'all enjoyed this blurb!

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[lucaonthropy]

Listen, I believe these three can be really good friends based only from the fact that they're my favorite characters.

Roommates AU below!

- So in this AU all of HQ characters are in the same highschool and Karasuno, Nekoma, Seijoh, etc are all middle schools. The characters are still coming from their initial canon school.

- The students' roommates are cycled every year so they will have to room with different people every year. One room = three people.

- So that's basically the worldbuilding bcs I don't think too hard about that part. Now onto the roommates:

- Iwaizumi was rooming with Oikawa and Matsukawa in their first year, then with Akaashi and Kita in second year. He kinda (really) misses them but he's pretty flexible with people, so he never complain much.

- Fukunaga roomed with Yamamoto and Kenma in his first year. They're his best friends, sure, but he doesn't have any hard feelings against the roommate cycle. Overall very unbothered with people he gets roomed with.

- Tendou roomed with Osamu and Hanamaki in his first year. (Lmao just imagine). In his second year, he roomed with Ushijima and Semi. Also very flexible with people but he doesn't get along with most personality he comes across, so he's not really enthused with the roommate cycle though he's mostly unbothered either.

- Iwa's thoughts about Fuku: He's really quiet but eats a lot.

Iwa's thoughts about Tendou: What the entire-living fuck.

Fuku's thoughts about Iwa: Nice and funny. Good friend to watch old show reruns with.

Fuku's thoughts about Tendou: Weird hair, interesting, good humour. Also good friend to marathon new show with.

Tendou's thought about Iwa: Easy to annoy, funny when angry. Kind eyes.

Tendou's thought about Fuku: Quiet peculiar guy that cooks really well and has the best jokes. *Gasp* What if he's actually my long lost cousin???

- (Slight IwaTen, skip this point if you don't like the ship) Also the image of Fuku bears witness to IwaTen pining is so funny to me, especially because he's not the type to meddle on good things and likes to just watch it unfold. Probably already thinking about his future best man speech.

- Fukunaga and Iwaizumi watch old shows together. Fuku isn't as much a fan to Kaijuverse as Iwa, but he enjoys them nonetheless and Iwa in return will watch Power Rangers with Fuku.

- On the other side, Fuku and Tendou watch anime and new gen shows together. They read the source material together too, though Fuku prefers light novels while Tendou prefers manga.

- Ohmygod Fukunaga is the glue that keeps them all sane and together I love him so much. (Might be biased but hey, he deserves the spotlight.)

- Fuku cooks a lot. Tendou and Iwa can cook just fine but Fuku likes to volunteer and his cooking is admittedly better than the others, so no one ever says no to him. He also gives them his experiment food with mixed reaction from the recipients.

- He once cooks Tendou's comfort food in the middle of the night because the guy cries himself to sleep after watching Amphibia.

- A lot of sleepovers! They all have friends from different rooms and dorms so it happens a lot. Kenma especially comes over often to mooch off Fukunaga's cooking. Oikawa comes over to talk with Iwa but then he sees Tendou and hates him at first -- now they're gossip buddies lol.

- Poor Iwa gets stuck with the insomniacs. Fuku doesn't sleep much at night because his sleep cycle is fucked since middle school and Tendou just decides to not sleep and keeps watching shows in the dark.

- Tendou thinks he would get shunned again becuse these new roommates don't know him from anywhere and his first meeting with them will be his first impression.

- He steps in and finds Iwa lifting a whole couch and Fuku cooking scrambled egg while sitting on the counter, a jelly stick in his mouth.

- He knows he'll be okay then.

- (Also the image of Tendou raving about shits to Fukunaga and Fukunaga interjects with one of his out-of-context jokes and they both are just very happy with each other is a very heartwarming image.)

[jiminrings]

petition for stem koo to do all the things for oc he originally said no one does (make her lunchboxes, makes her cheerful...) bc i think that’s a beautiful redemption arc

cold senior!y/n x stem major!koo masterlist :D

jungkook's day one of his redemption agenda doesn't go that well in the end

"namjoon!!! my man. got any updates for me?"

seokjin strolls coolly on the way to his office, hair slicked back and his dress shirt definitely missing more than a few buttons

what's head admin gonna do??? dress-code him???

fire him???? PLS HE'D BE BETTER OFF!!!!

jin makes student affairs his bitch,,, not the other way around

"for the last time, i am nOt your secretary!!" namjoon stresses as he ceases his typing just to glare at him

he's the university registrar and everyone needs to go through him and at this point he's like a historical landmark from how he's made impact in less than two years

and he and seokjin graduated from the same batch!!!! they're the uncanny always pair for the subjects they shared together

it was definitely weird but functional lol cause one is uptight yet hardworking and the other's relaxed yet smart

sue them for working in the same place they swore they'd never go back to after graduation </3

"if you say-"

"some kid's been waiting for you even before i opened the office. made him sit inside but i just told him that he'd be expelled if he even tries to touch your coffee machine."

namjoon says even before jin could finish the sentence, clearly holding that in until the last minute

jin's obviously a lil annoyed because he's starting work as early as now but the way that joon laid all that out on him is a highlight for him

"thanks. knew you're a secretary for me first and a registrar second."

"no. i'm a national citizen before-"

alright alright he's not listening anymore

this bETTER be important because jin has to hold out his morning routine for whoever this kid is

"what can i possibly do for you today?" he rubs his eyes in preparation, intentionally dragging his steps because just looking at how near he is to his work computer gives him vertigo

"mr. kim!!!"

no

there is no way

there is no fATHOMABLE way that this has got to be happening to seokjin right now

"..... jungkook. what a pleasure."

he sits on his chair, voice gritted and monotone and he could just feel his eye twitching, his clenched fist under his deck now flipping off the kid in secret

it's a last-minute realization that he grasps that jungkook doesn't know you're his friend and it presents some really unique vantage points

like the time that seokjin recounted about a ridiculous student's filing for theft of his lunchboxes and he turned out to be your crush

or when he used his student affairs capabilities and pulled up resources left and right when jungkook broke your heart then seriously contemplated about messing up his academic record

or that time when he delivered a high and sleepy you to bed and then heard the entire conversation (if you could even call it that) between yoongi and this fucking nerd

"i need your help, mr. kim. you're the closest one to me i could ask!!" jungkook pleads desperately, the big doe eyes not really inducing an effect on him whatsoever lmao

"mhmm. i may not be the person for the job. counseling is right next door."

jin hums without even attempting to get jungkook to elaborate because for all he knows, his services aren't exactly open for people who hurt his friends >:(

(a guy once bumped shoulders with yoongi twice on the same day with aTTITUDE!!! and seokjin just dismissed the dude's concerns when a prof of his, who's a buddy of jin's, suddenly gave him an F)

seokjin IS student affairs

“no, no. you’re the only one who can help me!! you see, i-i just feel this brotherly connection with you and-“

“we talked once.”

god what did you used to see in this kid??

a crybaby aND an easily-attached personality to him? god it’s like jungkook’s just asking jin to pick on him

jungkook doesn’t seem to pick up how jin’s making it obvious he really doesn’t want to be of help if it has something to do with him

he likes interrupting and jin’s just the perfect match to interrupt him even earlier so now they just sound like one of those dubsmash snippets

“MR. KIM!!! how do you make lunchboxes? i don't know how.”

jeez where are his manners :O aren’t nerds like him supposed to worship the ground that admins walk on,,,

but what did pique his attention is the content of what jungkook just said

.... lunchboxes?

jin doesn’t want to give the kid benefit of the doubt because the last time he did that, you got hurt!!!!

if he has to hear hyeji’s name one more time, he’d really waste no time in stripping jungkook’s name from the honor roll

“remember that time i thought someone was stealing my lunchboxes?” he quizzes jin like it’s his job, clueless how he’s poking the bear even more with where he decides to go with this, “yeah. turns out no one was.”

was that not made clear the first time around!!!!!! he knows for a fact that a uni student would trade a classmate for a pack of gum but nO ONE would go for stealing a lunchbox

no one wakes up one day and decides that they’d steal a lunchbox. literally none

“but then this random girl claimed that it was hers a-and well i-...”

kook pauses to gauge jin’s reaction, clearly seeing now the one brow that’s raised at him

oh so if jungkook just asked him how to make a lunchbox, and he called h-word random,,,, then that would mean-

“i may have hurt the original giver of my lunchboxes at the process.”

.... that means he’s asking how to make a lunchbox for you

well that was a pleasant surprise

seokjin snorts briefly at that, dryly chuckling with his eyes widening to stress out his “non-threat” that’s pretty mUCH a threat

“wow. i might just give you a sanction for that.”

does he think jungkook’s a good person? lol he has to think about that for a month

was he wrong for hurting you that way? ultimately yes

but did he think at some point that jungkook’s completely heartless and wouldn’t try to redeem himself to his senior? no, not completely

but is he still on your team, regardless if the kid begs for mercy and you forgive him? yea a hundred percent :D yoongi and seokjin could never be brought out from your circle

"and you're doing this why?"

this is a no-brainer question for jungkook but the question still spooks him, feeling the chills at his neck that responding to seokjin is like a sTEPPING STONE when it comes to you

lmao if only he knew

"i uh, i just really wanna make this right. i messed up completely and it's pretty much unforgivable, but i atleast wanna try and give my best even if she doesn't forgive me, y'know?"

interesting

"mhmm. right, right."

???

he's still mad but he appreciates that jeon's doing the bare minimum of redeeming himself

speaking of, the poor kid looks like he's pissing himself because he may have just embarrassed himself with how long the silence stretches out

maybe,,, just maybe jin's gonna try and be a bridge this time

but like as soon as jungkook lacks for a fourth of a second, seokjin would BURN that bridge faster than a blink

"well first of all, you buy a lunchbox."

RIGHT RIGHT

:O

jungkook grabs a literal pocket notebook and jin pretends he didn't see that because WHO the hell does that!!!!

"of course... okay, proceed!! i'm taking notes," jungkook nods in understanding, jotting down the very important advice of not ordering from online because you can't smell the material through a screen

p.s. smelling containers before you buy them is a VITAL thing to do!! it already tells you about the quality at the first sniff

"are you buying one?"

"buying one for every day of the week. i'm thinking if i should get extras too-

"good idea. i recommend buying eight."

alright seokjin's mentioning some very specific colors and schemes and jungkook's not complaining!!!

MAYBE HE'S ONTO SOMETHING!!!

"what meals should i make? i don't even know what she likes!! and even if i knew what, how would i make it?"

why is his heart racing

yoongi may have taught you how to do your taxes but jin taught you how to cook food that's more than four steps!!!

he taught you how to not flinch at all when you're frying and that's the equivalent of raising you to be the woman that you are now <3

look at him and yoongi being your best friends!! teaching you about taxes and being unnerved at cooking oil and busting out a smoke ring or two <3

in fact, the lunches you've cooked for jungkook are all inspired and derived by seokjin!!!

the fact that jungkook's plan isn't bad and the way everything pieces together with his insight,,,, goosebumps luv

"....hypothetically? what i think she'd like?"

jungkook eagerly nods with stars in his eyes, fingers gripping onto his pen for dear life as he tries to channel all his listening techniques into this lecture

"get a bigger notepad."

:O

wow

"look at you!!" yoongi gushes the moment he sees you, waiting at you from the front door

you're going back to your classes again :D

you don't look as worse as you did four days ago!! you're not as sluggish and as animated too

"please don't," you snort as yoongi doesn't seem to stop looking at you like you've saved the world, giving no fight when he insists on carrying your backpack to your first class of the day

the past four days,, yeah they were undoubtedly rough

you slept as much as you could and for the moments you weren't dejected enough to be awake, you spent it surrounding yourself with seokjin and yoongi as much as possible

that's the beauty of hanging out them!!! you're not required to have a single thought lmao

except for the time when yoongi wondered aloud how eels even live and die (or if they even do???) in the first place and that sent everyone in a spiral and you didn't think of jungkook for a single seconds

you're not intimidated to go back to regular programming or with the fact that it's nOT unlikely you'd see a glimpse of jungkook in the hall and such

but that does mean that even if you're the bigger person, you're still gonna avoid him for as long as you could

speaking of!!!! you're looking for the person now that you're eager to find

"taehyung!!"

there he is :D you'd recognize that fluffy mop of permed hair anywhere

"y/n!!"

tae jumps over chairs in excitement to finally see you again after being so worried for you, engulfing you in a hug immediately

alright you see why yoongi thinks he's a golden retriever

you're clearly not a touchy-feely person but you'd let this one pass,, tae helped you (even indirectly) throughout your downtime anyways

"thank you so much for the cookies. i tried taking smaller bites just because i didn't wanna have them disappear that easy," you confess sheepishly, knowing how you had to pull the i just got my heart broken like two days ago multiple times so the two menaces would stop stealing from your stash

:D

jungkook's excited!!!! seokjin may have given him a tip that "he felt it in his gut" that you were gonna go to class today

he came a little late because he wanted to perfect the very loaded lunchbox that's in his backpack right now

oh weird

you're not in your usual chair

bUT jungkook sees a glimpse of your hair and he's certain that you're there and his heart may be beating out of his ribcage

a baby peach lunchbox with a sticker (of what seokjin said he thought you'd like) on the middle of the lid :D

pork katsudon with furikake rice aND coffee jelly pudding on the side!!! it was definitely pressure-racking to strictly adhere to jin's recipe but god does it look worth it

jungkook's only did miniature taste tests on it and he had to stop himself from devouring the lunch that he's made specifically for you

the lunchbox itself is tied neatly with a silk wrap, adding his touch of sewing your name visibly on it aND there's a scribble taped to the lid too

god jungkook really can't wait to make it up to you

sheesh that was one of THEE longest lectures you've ever felt you had

it was actually the same amount of time it's always been but maybe you've been out of practice from just staying at your dorm for days

tae's great company but he could be a little bit chatty!!! you just nod when you feel his voice go up and he apparently gets excited by that easily

.... he apparently also has a small bladder and he told you that within the whole hour of class

"hold on. i gotta pee before next period. go without me!!!' taehyung hurriedly slings his backpack to his arm, looking ridiculous in a rush

tae's sometimes unintentionally funny because you don't even share next period anyways

you're on your way to the exit when a shiny scarf catches the corner of your eye, having to squint at it because wow does it look pretty

is that-

is that your nAME???

you pick it up before you could even rationalize it, realizing then what it was wrapping when you feel the warmth on your hands

:")

"sorry i forgot my headband!!!"

taehyung stumbles back into the room, catching his breath to run back to his seat and fetch the headband he took from his hair to play with awhile ago

he looks shocked to see what's on your hands, flicking his gaze between you and the item but he doesn't think much of it

wOW that's a really shiny scarf!!!

"tae?"

"hmm yeah? what's up?"

he's about to jog back to the comfort room because he hasn't really relieved himself yet, not bearing to leave his headband in the room when anyone could snatch it up

you raise your lunchbox, a thankful gaze on your eyes that looks so close to crying which is why tae's mORE than lost now

"thanks for the lunch."

..

.....

jungkook could only helplessly watch.

[vacantgodling]

1, 2, 6, 7, 14, 16 for Amon and Hya pls? Also 1 for as many characters as you want bc that is such a good question

you are my favorite bc you're cool and you always ask me about my boys bless 🙏

1. does your oc have any motifs

i'm gonna start by saying i'm so shit at motifs and symbolism in conscious thought, however off the top of my head:

amon: gloves, his scars, the color black, kneeling

hya: white and gold (and especially his gold canines), RINGS, small rooms and being locked in or out of places

2. describe your character's voice. do they have a voice claim?

amon: due to the scars on his neck fucking up his vocal box since he was young tm, amon's voice has a rasp to it, and its almost breathy? in a way. however, it's in a lower tenor register. when he drops his voice an octave it has a natural husk to it that is supremely hard to ignore, and he doesn't tend to raise his voice often bc it hurts his throat. he has the pleasant customer service voice 100% mastered and tbh his voice annoyed hya A LOT when they first met lmaooo however, as they got to know each other more and amon began to drop his voice around hya when they flirted it awakened some things lmao. bc of his rasp his voice tends to growl when he's angry but it's not common to hear.

hya: oh its deep, full bodied and commanding yet its flat because of the indifference and aloofness that hya usually sports. you can feel it rumble when he raises his voice, will probably send a shiver down your spine. he doesn't tend to inflect in his tone too much, but as he opens up more (in general and to amon especially) his voice tends to become more expressive, but it doesn't really change in pitch too often. if i were to compare it to a food it'd make me think of a dark chocolate red wine reduction; the alcohol is the command and the firmness, the chocolate is the smoothness.

6. what is the thing your oc likes the least about themselves?

amon: his self doubt? amon seems proud to those who don't know him but he actually sees and views himself as very weak and every action he takes just tends to prove himself right; that he doesn't deserve anything good because he himself is not good enough. he doesn't dwell on it too often, but when he thinks about things like his appearance and the scars he hates, the forced pleasant demeanor bc he's too low down in society to be anything but, even his anger seems trivial when so many others aren't as bothered as he is. he just doesn't feel like he's worth anything yet while he's not really proud, he can't really bear to hurt his own ego by thinking about it. so he doesn't.

hya: genuinely he's too proud to admit that there's things he doesn't like about himself. he blames everyone else other than himself for most of the problems he experiences. however, because i live in his head i can tell you he really dislikes how he handles emotions. though, not in the way you're thinking, he wishes that he didn't feel anything at all and gets annoyed with himself for reacting to things in anger or fear or otherwise. he doesn't like other people knowing that they have the power to get a rise out of him, and his impulsiveness when he gets backed into a corner is one of his biggest weaknesses that tagetes has used against him again and again and again. he hates it so much. but why acknowledge that when you can buy new clothes amiright?

7. what is the thing your oc likes the most about themselves?

amon: his ability to read others and his fighting prowess

hya: his appearance lol. like its lowkey very shallow but he really prides himself on it.

14. An embarrassing secret about your OC?

amon: he didn't learn how to read until he was 16. not really 'embarrassing' because he grew up in the slums and most of his companions didn't learn how to read or have a bare bones knowledge of it, however, i think he's just embarrassed that he chose not to learn by choice lmao.

hya: he rarely gets embarrassed by anything tbh esp as an adult. as a child/teenager, i think he's embarrassed by the first time he met his elder siblings (meaning tagetes, iberis and narcissus) and he thought that they could potentially get along and that this could be a better chapter in his life. he was wrong :)

16. how does your OC feel about their parents?

amon: didn't know his bio parents. he was adopted when he was around 10 into a moderately well off family, but he ran away back to the slums when they wanted to change his name lol (idk if you've seen anything about the role swap au, but if amon had stayed with that family his legal name would've been coriandrum farrah)

hya: hated his father (but all the siblings hate clematis gunn we hate that useless sack of shit glad he's dead lol) and he never met his mother so as far as he's concerned he has no parents lol.

[realcube]

msby boys finding out their s/o is pregnant

navi | masterlist | taglist  

thank you to anon for this wholesome request 

content warning ♡ pregnant! reader, sexual references, swearing & fluff

characters ♡ sakusa, atsumu, bokuto & hinata

kiyoomi sakusa 

♡ he faltered

♡ there was half a minute of silence between the two of you; him just staring at your stomach while you gazed into his eyes

♡ he was almost certain that he misheard you, so he felt inclined to inquire, ‘huh?’ as indifferently as he could, though he wasn’t doing a good job of concealing the shocked expression on his face 

♡ ‘i said i’m pregnant, sweetie.’ you giggled, admiring the emotions he displayed on his face as it wasn’t a sight you got to see often

♡ sakusa continued to stare at you, eyes wide 

♡ though he knew what you meant, apart of him insisted that he was mishearing you 

♡ his wide-eyes were fixated on you, his lips slightly agape as he tried to process what you just said and what this meant for the both of you 

♡ the only emotion you could read of his face was shock. at first, you were sure that he was happy but he was just taking a while to accept it, but now that a few minutes had passed and he was still yet to say anything or even smile, you were starting to second guess yourself

♡ despite the fact sakusa had already agreed that he was on board with the idea of having a child many times before - in fact, there were nights where he’d admit that he can’t wait to start a family with you - but you still worried that perhaps he has now that had a change of heart

♡ that was until you noticed his eyes become unusually glossy and red, along with his cheeks adapting a somewhat red tint, ‘if this is a joke, (y/n), it’s not funny.’ his ordinary, monotone voice was now slightly shaky and low 

♡ ‘it’s not a joke, ‘iyoomi.’ you laughed, feeling your own throat go dry and your cheek flare up upon seeing how emotional sakusa had become

♡ before the tears spilled from your eyes, you felt sakusa’s arms slowly snake around your waist, place an elongated kiss on your forehead then rest his chin on your shoulder 

♡ he held you close enough that you could feel his rapid heartbeat thud against your chest and his wobbly breath tickle the back of your neck

♡ he stayed like that, silent, for a good few minutes 

♡ when he finally pulled away to admire your stomach, you noticed how his damp cheeks glistened in the light and you couldn’t help but smile

♡ although he wasn’t very vocal about how happy he was, his actions spoke a thousand words

♡ he’d insist in home-cooking all your food now because he didn’t want to risk you getting food poisoning 

♡ when he’d come home from practise, absolutely exhausted, the first thing he’d do when he gets home is  wash his hands then cut you some fruit 

♡ when he has free-time, he used to just watch TV but now he’s picked up a few hobbies of reading childcare books, tending to your every need/want and researching good baby names

♡ also, he’s so gentle with you - like, he was gentle with you before but this is a new extreme

♡ excluding the time he almost tackled you to the ground when you suggested atsumu as a baby name

♡ like he baby-proofs the house like a month into your pregnancy lmao 

kōtarō bokuto

♡ the corners of his lips slowly curl into a bright smile, ‘pregnant?’

♡ you cocked your head to the side slightly, then hummed, ‘yeah. pregnant.’

♡ ‘like..with a kid?’

♡ you snorted, playfully rolling your eyes, ‘i’d hope so.’

♡ ‘like..with my kid?’

♡ ‘our kid - but yes.’

♡ a while passed and he had yet to do anything besides stare at you in pure adoration so you prompted him by opening your arms 

♡ to which he immediately responded by throwing himself onto you, ‘I’m gonna be a dad?! like seriously?!’

♡ luckily you were sitting on your bed so you fell back onto that but you were still being smothered by his chest 

♡ ‘bo!’ you squealed and squirmed under his weight and tight grip, glad that he was as cheery as you had hoped but not appreciating being suffocated 

♡ he suddenly pulled away but kept his large hands glued to your shoulders, revealing the tears that were already streaming down his cheeks and dampened your shirt, ‘really?!’

♡ ‘yes, bokuto. i am 100% pregnant.’ you declared for the final time before bokuto cupped your face with his hands and pulled you in to a passionate kiss, not stopping until your lips were basically swollen

♡ he’s just so hyped during the first few days of your pregnancy and he’s just super duper ready to become a dad!

♡ like he’s already practising his dad jokes 

♡ but then you remind him that he’s gonna have to wait around 9 months before he can actually see his baby and his hair literally deflates 

♡ ugh how rude of you 

♡ can you not like...make it grow faster?? please??

♡ once you explain to him that’s not how babies work, he kinda accepts it and just focuses his attention on you

♡ he kinda does some research on babies/pregnancy but not prior, he just does a quick google search when he needs to 

♡ but the intention is definitely there bc he googles the most trivial of things like ‘what to make pregnegant ppl for breakfast?’

♡ ‘what do pragnant ppl need from the supermarket?’

♡ ‘can my pregenunt wife have peanut butter?’

♡ ‘how to spell preaignant’ 

atsumu miya 

♡ DEEP denial

♡ he thinks you are playing a prank on him bc you don’t ‘look pregnant’

♡ even when you show him your positive pregnancy test he’s like ‘and how much did that cost?’

♡ he deadass acts as if he wasn’t the one who’s been trying to get you pregnant and raving on about how much he wants a family with you for the last few months 

♡ but he just doesn’t want to believe you bc he know he’ll get way too happy for his own good and he’s afraid to be let down

♡ plus, it was one of those ‘a blessing of this magnitude couldn’t have happened to me - of all people - so this is probably either a cruel joke or a hallucination.’ moments 

♡ he’s just so far gone that after your eleventh attempt at trying to convince him that you’re pregnant for real, you just give up

♡ so y’all just go around your business somewhat normally - except atsumu was more skittery - until your baby bump started to become more prominent

♡ one day, he came back from practise, noticed your bump and pulled you into the most passionate, heartfelt kiss before placing a gentle kiss upon your stomach, a buoyant grin gracing his features

♡ though he doesn’t say much since he is at a loss for words, he mutters a few sweet nothings into your ear as he carries you to the bedroom

♡ for a joke, he pretends to be gutted if you’re libido production decrease but really, he couldn’t care less

♡ but if it increases tho- 

♡ expect him to take full advantage of that 

♡ also, if he didn’t already treat you like his goddess, he does now 

♡ work has moved down his list of priorities and you + his baby are now at number one 

♡ usually he keeps his phone on silent/stuffs it into his bag while he is practising but now he insists on keeping it on full volume, out on the bench, just in case you call him for an emergency 

♡ same goes for texts; he will literally stop mid-set to rush over to his phone if he hears it vibrate 

♡ bokuto thinks it’s sweet but the rest of them get pretty annoyed of his antics quite quickly but whenever they try to call him out on it, he’s like ‘is your wife 6 months pregnant? no! i didn’t think so. i should be on paternity leave right now so be glad i’m blessing you with my presence.’

shōyō hinata

♡ he cannot stop thanking you

♡ as if you’re doing him a favour, which - depending on how you view it - you are

♡ he’s literally on his knees with his hands clasped together, tears of joy streaming down his face as he looks up at you in pure adoration, ‘thank you, (y/n)!’

♡ you tilted your head to the side and stared at him with a perplexed expression, ‘you’re welcome?’

♡ it’s a while before he moves from that position but when he does, it’s only so he can press his ear against your stomach to see if he can hear the baby 

♡ ‘shō, i don’t think it’s body has even formed ye--’

♡ ‘shh! it’s speaking to me.’ he chuckled then proceeded to squeeze his eyes shut, intensely listening to whatever the baby had to say 

♡ you quirked a brow, waiting for him to finish and once he did, he sprung to his feet and threw his arms over your shoulders to pull you in for a hug - in which he had to stop himself from squeezing you too tightly in fear of hurting you, as if pregnancy meant that your bones were now made of glass

♡ he’s just so happy that you agreed to bear his children 🙏

♡ also, seeing how excited you were to tell him about your pregnancy really prompted him to step up his husband-game 

♡ from now on, he loads the dishwasher, does both of your laundry, cleans the house on his own and cooks most of the food 

♡ he acts as if being pregnant means you are no longer able to do basic tasks but his real motive behind doing these things was not only to take the pressure off of you but to also prepare himself for father life 👍

♡ also, to prepare him for shopping for his kids’ clothes, he goes out and buys you maternity wear 

♡ he does this like...3 weeks into your pregnancy though so the clothes just sit and catch dust until a few months later when you actually need them 

♡ and although he is a bit of a pain to go stroller/pram shopping with (he just says buy whichever one goes the fastest), you let him take the reins when it came to buying/preparing the baby’s room and it came out beautiful!

♡ like the cradle was good quality and firm, the rug wouldn’t irritate the baby’s skin, the walls were painted expertly and the plushies/toys he picked out - unbeknownst to you at the time - kept the baby entertained for ages

♡ oh and no matter what day/week/month you are in of pregnancy, he will always look at you and your bump with the same amazement and gratitude as he did the first time you told him

[duskholland]

Zip It || Peter Parker

prompt ↠ “oh, you want to kiss me so fucking bad, don’t you?” / “... what if I do?”

summary ↠ you didn’t think it could get any worse than the shared bed at the hotel, but then you find out you have to pretend to be peter’s girlfriend for the duration of the mission. it really feels like the universe is laughing in your face. ↠ enemies to lovers, fake dating, college au. word count ↠ 6.3k. warnings ↠ alcohol + a college party, brief use of needles, all the teasing and cursing that comes with an enemies to lovers, and some suggestive tension! this is sfw! a/n ↠ I love this prompt. I’ve wanted to write something based off it for ages, and what better scenario to explore it than in an enemies to lovers fake dating situation lmao? :’) it’s been a while since I wrote anything long with pete so I’m a lil rusty, but this was still a lot fun! I hope you like it

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“Are you falling asleep right now? Seriously?” Your voice is scathing, your face pinched into a scowl as you stare across the hotel room. “Peter, we have to go in an hour.”

There’s the sound of the duvet rustling as Peter Parker very slowly looks up to glare at you. He’s sprawled beneath the covers of the large double bed, the sheets pulled up to his chin. The heat he carries in his eyes as he hears your accusation is considerably softened by the oversized burgundy hoodie he’s being swallowed by, and the fact his hair is wild and unkempt.

“No,” he says, voice cracking from its high pitch. He clears his throat immediately, cheeks flushing a little darker as he grimaces and looks away. “I’m just...chilling, Y/N.”

“Sure,” you reply. You shift around in the uncomfortable armchair in the corner of the room, feeling pain shoot up your back from the hunched position you’ve been in for far too long. “Liar.”

Peter sits up a little straighter, pulling a face. It’s quick to shatter as he yawns suddenly, and loudly, the sound so brash and unexpected that it makes you jump. Amusement mixes with his annoyance as he looks at you, brown eyes glinting almost amber beneath the light from the bedside lamp.

“I’m not lying. I’m just enjoying this really comfy bed,” he says. His pink lips quirk into a smirk, and he looks so fucking smug as he buries himself back beneath the covers. “It’s so warm. I think the, uh, the sheets are satin. Feels like a cloud, or something. And the pillows…” Peter releases a strangled sound, hitting the back of his head off one of the feathery pillows for dramatic effect. “So nice… Um, unrelated, Y/N, but… how’s that chair? Looks pretty uncomfortable.”

You scowl. “Shut up,” you snap. “You’re completely insufferable. I can’t believe I have to be here with you right now.” You drop your voice, speaking in mutters as you add, more to yourself, “why couldn’t it be Cap? Or Natasha? Why’d it have to be you?”

Peter releases a mirthless chuckle. You glance back, watching as he combs a hand through his fluffy brown curls, messy and wild from so long lounging around. He looks a little bit like an angry teddy bear, wrapped up in such a large hoodie, tucked up in bed. You’re quick to push down that thought. There is nothing cute or inoffensive about Peter Parker.

“Do you think I’m any happier than you about this?” he responds, voice dull. “This is the worst mission I’ve ever been assigned to, and that’s saying a lot. Do you remember that one we did, with the, uh, the… The chemicals? In the lab? Or the time that we had to go and deal with all those freaky alien snakes?” he breaks off, shivering, then recomposes himself enough to shoot you a sour look. “This is worse than all of those times.”

The ache in your back from the chair grows too much to bear, so you stand up slowly, trying to hide your expression of pain.

“Well, hopefully, we’ll get this over with soon,” you reply, voice a mutter. You cast him a distrustful look. “I might kill you if I have to spend much longer with you.”

Peter just smirks, rolling onto his side as he snuggles back into bed. “Feeling’s mutual, baby,” he calls out, looking back at his phone.

You sigh, rolling your eyes as you stalk over to your suitcase and pull out your outfit for tonight, followed by a bag of makeup and hair products. You don’t bother to say anything more as you stride into the bathroom, slamming the door behind you for effect. The moment it’s shut, you throw everything down on the counter and grab at the cool porcelain of the basin, staring yourself in the mirror as you try to calm down.

Peter makes you so frustrated. Since high school and the cramped hallways of Midtown, he’s been an irritant to you. Back then, he was always hanging around, crowding your space, infiltrating your friend group. You understood it, at first. He was a new addition to the Avengers, a team you’ve been a part of since you were 14. Maybe it was to be expected that he clung to you like he did back then, and stuck to your side like glue. Maybe you’d liked it at first.

But then he’d grown up. Peter had become cockier, bolder. The biggest transformation was when you both went to college and somehow ended up on the same course, sharing 90% of the same classes. You got to watch as he was scouted by the college lacrosse team, and thus his ego inflated. To most people, you know he appears charming. He’s polite, considerate, compassionate, and those qualities have awarded him both the attention of your entire college population and the acclaim of the citizens of New York. They herald him, repeatedly, as their saviour, and whilst you’re not jealous of the attention he gets, it irritates you.

Peter does stupid things, all the time, and everyone just lets him get away with it. Like when he accidentally webbed you down during a mission or tossed a bomb your way assuming you could magically diffuse it within the five seconds left on the timer. He steals your food from the fridge in the Avengers’ compound every single time, despite the notes and the padlocks you’ve resorted to using. It’s as if Peter is intent on ruining your life, and when he’s not doing it by fucking up a mission, he’s always just...there. Hanging around, with a sly smirk on his lips or a witty remark laying at the tip of his tongue, trying to get a rise out of you.

You can’t stand being around him.

To add insult to injury, you’ve both been roped into working this mission together. It’s an odd pairing—usually, you’d have at least one other member of the team to act as a buffer between you both. This time, though, with the objective being the infiltration of a college party, apparently you and Peter are the only people who look the right age. You think it’s just some elaborate ploy to get you to work better together, but your complaints had fallen on deaf ears.

You sigh as you look at your reflection in the mirror.

As you do your makeup and fix your hair, you try to let go of some of the frustration you feel. You’re jumpy and shaking, feeling like an uncontrollable livewire. You always feel oddly unsettled whenever you’re around Peter, and it’s only been growing worse recently.

A weight rolls from your shoulders when you finish painting your face and fixing your hair. All that’s left is your dress, and you pick it up with a smile on your face. It’s short, one of your own, and a pretty shade of red—the perfect number for a college party. You slip into it, wriggling as the silky material slides up to press against your soft skin. It’s going well, but then...

You can’t reach the zip.

“Fuck,” you mutter, scrunching up your nose as you reach back and paw helplessly at the undone zipper. You’d forgotten when you’d packed it that the high rise of the zip on this particular dress always gives you trouble. “Peter!”

“What?” he yells back.

You grimace and try a final time to grab the zipper yourself.

“Can you come here?”

“Is that how you ask for something politely?”

You inhale a shuddering breath, clenching your fists as you glance up at the ceiling. Through tight, irritated lips, you call back, “Peter Parker, oh generous and kind saviour of New York City, could you please come here and help me?”

You hear the sheets of the bed rustle very slowly, followed by the heavy set sounds of footsteps stomping over the carpet. You wonder if he’s being purposefully annoying, or if he’s just like this. A moment later, Peter opens the bathroom door, sticking his head around the doorframe with a scowl on his face. He opens his mouth to speak, only for the words to catch as his eyes bulge and take in your figure. You stand a little straighter, arching an eyebrow as you watch him swallow, deeply, taking in the tight fit of the dress and the way it clings confidently to your form.

“Uh- oh, uh, what?” he mutters, cheeks burning red.

“Can you get my zip? Please?” you ask, biting back a smile as you see how flustered he’s become. It gives you a rush of confidence that you can’t quite explain to have him looking at you like that. “It’s uh, just too high for me to reach.” You turn so you have your back to him, glancing into the long bathroom mirror to watch him tentatively step forward.

“Yeah,” he responds, voice gentle. He shuffles nearer, still shrouded in that soft hoodie.

You bend down slightly and make sure he’s got open access to the back as you stand still. A small pulse of electricity crackles down your spine when Peter perches one of his warm hands on your bare shoulder, fingertips brushing up against the thin strap as the other curves down to your back.

“You, uh… You look nice,” Peter murmurs. He’s gentle as his fingers tug the zip, and you have to look away from the mirror, something in your chest tightening as you observe how delicate he is with you. It’s a stark contrast to how haphazardly he treats you out on the field when you’re both protected by your suits.

“Thanks,” you whisper.

It’s tense. You can feel his breath coming out across the back of your neck, and you’re entirely aware of the hand resting on your shoulder. As the sound of the zip slowly being pulled up fills the small space of the bathroom, you find yourself holding your breath.

“There,” Peter mutters. He steps back, immediately pulling away all contact with your body, and your skin feels cold without him. You glance in the mirror, seeing that he’s fixed it perfectly, and give him a short nod.

“Thanks,” you say again, lacking any better words. Your brain feels fuzzy.  

Peter’s phone buzzes and you watch as he digs through his front pocket to find it. “Oh!” he exclaims. His nimble fingers pad over the front screen. “They’ve sent through our fake identities.”

“Ooh,” you say, suddenly feeling excited. This is your favourite part of going undercover—the fake names, the fabricated social media accounts, and the backstory you get to spin. Whoever HQ designs for you becomes your character for the night, and it’s thrilling. Makes you feel a little bit like a movie star. “Let me see.”

Peter’s brows furrow and you watch his jaw drop as his eyes widen. He glances at you, nervousness mixing with his frustration.

“You’re not going to like this,” he says.

“Why? What are you talking about? What have they done? Why—”

He passes you the phone with a roll of his eyes, and you snatch it from his hand.

“Oh, yeah, no problem, Y/N, you don’t need to say thanks,” Peter says sarcastically.

Entranced by the phone, you sit on the marble bathroom counter, continuing to scroll through the fake social media profiles as Peter faffs around in front of the mirror. You’re numbly aware of him pulling off his hoodie, then inspecting his teeth and uncapping his tub of hair gel.

The profiles seem fine. You can’t see anything wrong with them. You’ll be Fi Hardy, Peter as Ben Beckerman. You scroll down your own orchestrated instagram feed, seeing photos of you, pictures of typical college things, then…

“Wait.” You feel your breath catch. “What the fuck.”

“Yeah.” You can hear the smirk in Peter’s voice. “I know.”

The tech team back at HQ is incredibly talented. One of their freakiest and most irritating skills is their ability to photoshop photos that look so real it’s disconcerting. Their latest feat seems to be a series of photos of you and Peter together, except, it’s not really you kissing his cheek, and it’s definitely not him with his arms wrapped around you and his face nuzzled into your neck.

“They...want us to be a couple?” you mutter, voice tight.

“Mmm. Gets worse than that, though. Look at the caption on the newest one.”

You scroll back up, eyes catching on the small, almost insignificant detail of the photo. It’s you both, again, standing together at a party that never took place. Your left-hand rests on Peter’s shoulder, and though some of the details are blurry, the presence of a ring is not.

@fi_hardy: feel like the happiest girl in the world. can’t wait to have you as my husband <3

Beneath the post is hundreds of likes, and a stream of comments from fake accounts congratulating the two of you on your engagement.

It makes sense, you suppose. You’ve read the file. You know that the man you’re trying to bug tonight has a history of pursuing taken women, and you suspect that your engagement ring might give you access to him that you might otherwise not get. On a basic level, you understand it, and if it was anyone else assigned as your fiancé, you’d be fine with it. But it’s not. It’s him.

You throw Peter’s phone on the counter angrily.

“Hey!” he yells, quickly snatching it up and cradling it close. “Careful!”

You slip down from the counter, your fingernails digging into the soft flesh of your palms as you pace the short space. Peter jumps out of your way, eyeing you with amusement in his eyes.

“Are you seriously laughing right now?” you quip, needing to direct your irritation at someone.

Peter shrugs. “Maybe. You’re being really dramatic.”

“Oh, well I’m sorry that I don’t particularly like the idea of walking around a party pretending to be engaged to you.” Your eyes widen as you start to think about what this actually entails. “Clearly, these people are gross and affectionate. Have you even thought about what that might mean?”

Peter loses a little bit of his confidence, his cheeks paling slightly. “Well, uh, we don’t have to play into it that much—”

“Yes, we do,” you challenge. “They’ve clearly set it up like this for a reason. If we don’t follow it exactly, then we’ll fuck up the mission.” You meet his gaze, nostrils flaring. “I’m not going to fuck up this mission, Peter, and you better not either.”

“Woah,” he mutters, throwing his hands in the air. His fingers glint beneath the harsh bathroom lighting, still partly sticky from the hair gel. “I’m not planning on messing up the mission.” He tilts his head to the side, chuckling. “I’m gonna be the most convincing fake fiancé you’ve ever had.”

You pause, crossing your arms. “Oh, really?” You raise a brow. “You know, that means you’re going to have to, like… Hold my hand.”

Peter nods, gelled hair staying in place. He copies your movements, biceps bulging against the thin white t-shirt as he folds his arms over his chest.

“Yeah,” he says. He steps a little closer, smirking, and you breathe in the scent of his cologne. “Might even have to kiss you, too.”

Something inside your chest rebels against your irritation, and you find yourself puzzling as an odd combination of emotions strikes you.

“You will,” you say, narrowing your eyes. You look away, trying to shake off the odd feelings in your stomach. “I, uh… I’m going to go and find the rest of my jewellery.” You walk towards the bathroom door, glancing back just in time to catch Peter’s eyes admiring your form. His cheeks flush again, and you raise a brow. “Hurry up,” you mutter. “We need to go.”

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An hour later, you’re there, thrown thick into the fray of a Chicago house party. From the outside, you’d been sceptical—the house looked to be a normal building, smack bang in the centre of a residential street. Inside, though, it wears all the marks of a college party: tacky red cups, a terrible DJ, and a persistent level of noise that makes your ears ache. As a student yourself, you usually love parties, but you will admit it’s a little disconcerting to be at one where you know no one. Undercover and knowing no one but Peter, you find yourself in the back corner of the room with him, his arm thrown easily around your shoulders as the two of you scout the room.

Peter’s presence at your side is merely for protection, and both of you know it. With neither of you in your suits and your skills leaning more towards the pick-pocketing side than his, the plan is simple. You’ll both work together to identify your target, then you’ll discreetly take his phone and pass it off to Peter who will make a copy of all the files. Hopefully you’ll be able to return it to Harry Osborn, the son of the elusive CEO of Oscorp, before he notices that his phone, which contains precious information about illegal scientific experiments, has been taken.

It should be simple.

“Where the fuck is he?” you murmur, squinting your eyes as you survey the crowd. It’s Harry’s party, yet the host hadn’t been on the door, nor does he appear to be in the living room.

“Don’t know,” Peter responds.

You glance up at him, biting back a snarling comment as you get distracted by the sight of his face. It’s quite… It’s quite cute.

Peter’s pulled a blue plaid shirt over the top of his white t-shirt. The cuffs obscure the web shooters he’d refused to leave behind, and the material clings tightly to his torso. He’s buffed up considerably since joining the lacrosse team, and though you despise the way he’s now able to press more than you in the gym, you will admit he looks good with his chest full and muscular.

“Um, Fi?” Peter’s looking at you, eyebrows arched. His thin lips twitch into almost a smile, and he tugs you a little bit closer. You squeak as you fall into him, having to reach up and grab at his shoulders to steady yourself. The glint of the golden band, sitting on your ring finger, draws your attention. “Are you okay, baby? Looking a little bit… Distracted.”

He doesn’t know you were checking him out. There’s no way. He doesn’t.

...Does he?

You smile sweetly, trying to look at him like you’re in love. “Sorry, babe,” you respond. There are people all around you, chatting and swaying to the music, so you have to maintain the rouse. “Got a lot on my mind.”

Peter coos, reaching up to pat your cheek softly. You have to press down the urge to bite his finger.

“‘Course you do,” he soothes. His eyes flitter around your face, then back to the rest of the room as he surveys the crowd. Peter’s expression suddenly clears, and he pats your cheek softly. “He’s here,” he murmurs, voice low. “Eleven o’clock.”

You turn in his arms, sinking back into Peter’s form as he adjusts to hold you in a loose hug. His chin presses into your shoulder, slick hair brushing up against the bottom of your face. His warm grip on your waist makes you gulp.

Harry Osborn has entered the room. The blond is surrounded by a group of his friends and wearing a long, green and purple checkered jacket. Even from across the room, he emanates the stench of old money and thick charm.

“Alright,” you say. You pull away from Peter, having to fight for a few moments to break free from his firm grip. You turn back to look at him, blinking a few times as you take in his unreadable expression. “I’m going in. Stay close.”

Peter gives you a curt nod. “Gotcha,” he says. He drops his voice, eyes darkening. “Be safe,” he adds, voice a little quieter.

You swallow, nodding in return. “You too.”

Before he can say another word, you take off, melting into the crowd with ease. You’ve got a vague game plan building in your mind, but you won’t know the best way to get close to Harry until you get a better read on his character. You know a few things from his file, such as his naturally outgoing personality and a supposed affinity for taken girls, but beyond that, he’s a mystery.

You find a cup of cheap beer and stand fairly near Harry and the rest of his friends. There’s a few of them, standing in a circle, laughing loudly and talking in obscenities. You sway with the rest of the partiers, making direct and focused eyes towards him until he glances up and spots you. His eyes caress your figure, then he wiggles his eyebrows at you, and you slap on your best I’m interested face.

Harry excuses himself from his friends, walking over to you, intrigued.

“Hey,” he calls out, falling to a stop in front of you. His wavy blond curls complement the icy depths of his blue eyes. “Do I know you?” His tone is light but curious.

You nod immediately, slapping on a bright smile. “Yeah,” you reply. “We were in the same chem class last semester? I’m Fi.” Your words are instilled with so much brash confidence that Harry accepts them. He leans into you as you step closer and place your free hand up on his shoulder, fingertips feeling the soft material of his jacket. “I always had a bit of a crush on you, if I’m being honest.”

Harry chuckles, looking you up and down with hunger in his eyes. You match his movements, doing it under the guise of checking him out, but really, you’re trying to locate the position of his phone. A frown finds your lips as you begin to suspect it might be in one of his inner pockets. Your brain starts to spin, running through a variety of different actions you could pull that might give you closer access to him.

“You’re cute,” he decides. Harry smirks, then he plucks the red solo cup from your hand and raises it to his own lips. After draining it, he haphazardly throws it behind him, and your eyes follow it as it soars through the air and bounces off someone’s head. A snort slips past your lips as the figure jolts up, and you recognise the bed of brown curls as Peter. “D’you want to dance with me?”

You nod immediately, forcing a smile as you bring your eyes away from Peter, and back to Harry.

“I would love that,” you respond. Harry grins, then reaches forward to take your hand, only to halt as his beady eyes fall on your ring. Your breath hitches as you hope and pray the intel on his romantic tendencies is correct.

“Are you getting hitched?” he asks, eyebrows furrowing.

You shrug, trying to pass it off as a mere inconvenience. You distract him with fingers in his hair, stroking through the ends of his strands.

“Does it bother you?” you coo, stepping up to whisper in his ear. “He isn’t around at the moment, and I really want to dance with you, Harry.”

The blond’s eyes darken, and he shakes his head. “No problem with me, sweetheart,” he bounces back. He tugs you further into the room, and from the corner of your eye, you see Peter following.

You dance together for a while and slowly, you inch closer to Harry. What starts out as a casual exploration of his form with your hands quickly turns into a full-body pat-down, but he doesn’t seem to notice it. As you slide your fingers beneath the heavy material of his jacket, his lips tickle your neck, kissing your skin harshly. You hide a scowl as your fingers shift lower, lower, and finally, you feel it—his phone.

Harry coaxes you away from his shoulder, and you feel disappointment dampen your excitement as he glances at you, slightly flushed.

“D’you want to go upstairs?” he asks, voice sultry.

You pout softly. “Can we just dance? For a little bit longer?” You know if he gives you one more shot at it, you’ll be able to snatch his phone.

Harry nods, bringing a hand up to cup your cheek. His palm is cool and calloused, and it feels alien on your face.

“Of course,” he responds, voice soft. His eyes slip down to your lips, and you know what he wants. You think that it’d be a small price to pay for completing the mission. “You’re so pretty.”

He starts to lean in, his touch on your face encouraging you to do the same. Your eyes flutter shut, but before you’re able to seal the deal, something very large crashes into you.

You yelp, being pushed back from Harry. Your eyes spring back open, and nothing short of volatile irritation burns across you as you see that it’s Peter.

“Woah, man, what the fuck?” Harry snaps. “Look where you’re going.”

Peter snarls at him and reaches down to grab your hand. Your eyes widen, and you squeeze his fingers hard.

“Yeah, well, maybe you should watch where you’re putting your hands before you try and make a move on my girl.”

You jolt up, staring at him, horrified. Before Harry can get in another word, Peter’s jerking you across the room, pulling you in the direction of the patio.

“What the fuck?!” you exclaim, voice high. “What did you do that for? Eh? I was so close to getting the fucking phone, Peter!” you drop your voice as you speak his real name. You try to shake yourself out of his grip, only for him to squeeze you tighter.

Peter doesn’t say anything—not until you’re outside, standing away from the rest of the party, shielded in the trees. He drops your hand and starts to pace in front of you, eyes wild, face scowling.

“You weren’t,” he says, pointing at your left hand. “We’re supposed to be engaged. You were going to blow our cover.”

You throw your hands in the air. “Excuse me? That’s bullshit. Both of us know that this,” you pause to throw your hand up and point at your ring, “is part of it. He likes taken girls, idiot. He found it hot. What the fuck is your problem?”

Peter stops pacing, and he stands in front of you, breathing heavily through flared nostrils. His eyes trail across you, and he jumps forward a few steps.

“He was...sleazy,” he says, scrunching up the tip of his nose. “We’ll just take him out another way. Like, we- we can just wait until he’s alone, and jump him. You’ve still got those, uh, those unconscious injection things, right? We’ll just jab him, steal the phone, use the memory wiping ones, and it’ll be fine.” He’s sputtering and stammering over his words, and you press both hands into your waist as you stare at him, incredulously.

“I understand now,” you say, speaking quickly. “You’re jealous.”

Peter’s expression shifts into one of horror. He opens his mouth to speak, but you jump in first.

“No, I’m talking,” you interrupt. You step closer, finding yourself drawn to the fierce anger churning in his eyes. “You want to be the one who gets all the credit for the mission. You can’t stand the thought of me doing the hard work, can you? You’d rather sabotage the whole thing than let me do my job.”

Peter shakes his head roughly, a few strands of his hair bursting free from the confines of the gel.

“No,” he stresses. “That’s not it at all, Y/N. How self-centred do you think I am?”

You laugh coldly. You’re so close now, you can almost feel his warm breath coming out over your face.

“Incredibly self-centred, Parker,” you respond, not even bothering to use his code name. You’re too far away from anyone else for them to hear you, anyway. “You’re selfish, and volatile, and you do whatever the fuck you want to do. You’re no better than a child.”

He blinks a few times, pursing his pink lips. “Well, fuck you,” he replies, voice dancing with irritation. “You think I’m a child? You’re the one who never fails to throw insults at me, or make fun of all the things I like to do. You’re always, always, hanging around me, watching me like I’m about to trip up. You’re the one who’s self-centred and doesn’t let anyone help you. You’re stubbornly independent, infuriatingly curious, and you- you- you make me so mad.”

Peter’s glowing, his cheeks bright pink, and his eyes a rich shade of brown that takes your breath away. You don’t know how to respond, so you fall back to the thought that’s been bouncing through your head since he’d tugged up your zipper.

“Oh, you want to kiss me so bad.”

“...What if I do?”

There’s a tense silence as you meet his eyes. Your chest is heaving, Peter’s too, but in sync, you seem to surge together. His hands go to your waist, and you wrap yours around his neck, and he kisses you, suddenly. You moan from surprise, but you push back into it, twirling your fingers into his hair as you kiss him fiercely. His lips are soft and slightly chapped, but they make you feel warm inside, and you realise in a quick moment that you love the feeling of them moving over yours. When he breaks off to gasp for breath, you’re quick to smother him again, craving the sensation, rejoicing in how nice it feels to be held in his strong arms.

You kiss him, and suddenly you understand why it annoys you so much every time you see him playing lacrosse and being cheered on by the crowds in the stands. It becomes clear why you couldn’t stand the sight of him with MJ. The way your skin crawls and your heart seizes in your chest every time Peter looks at you become explainable.

You kiss him, and it all makes sense.

When your lungs burn for air, you fall back. As you inhale the fresh air instead of his lips, your mind starts to clear.

“Peter?” You whisper.

Peter’s holding your waist, forehead pressed against yours as his ragged breath comes out across your face. When you open your eyes, you see the way his eyes are similarly wide with shock.

“I, uh…”

Suddenly, there’s a loud crash from inside the house. Peter jumps back, eyebrows furrowing as if he’s listening to something.

“Gotta go,” he mutters. “Spidey sense. Stay here.”

You try to reach out to grab him, but he slips away.

“B-Ben!” you call after him, but it’s already too late. Peter’s vanished, and your eyes have little more to grasp but the sight of him running over the patio and vaulting into the room.

You decide to follow him, head spinning.

When you reach the house, you see that one of the tables has been pushed over. You suspect that was the source of the loud noise, but a glance around the room gives you no sight of Peter, nor Harry. Your eyes flutter around the sea of people, and where you draw up blank, you decide you’ll need to comb the house.

Using your intuition, you quickly run up the stairs, dress flapping around the bottom of your thighs. It’s quieter upstairs, but you have to push through a few entangled couples. Worry hangs heavy in your heart. There’s a selection of rooms up here, but the one at the end has its door flung wide open. You squint your eyes and stare into it, gaze widening. It’s the master, and it leads out to a large balcony. On the balcony are Peter and Harry, engaged in what seems to be hand-to-hand combat.

You groan as you run into the room, but the sight of Harry’s jacket strewn across the floor makes you pause. You bend down, rummaging through his pockets and grinning as you feel his phone. After pulling it out, you dig into your slim black bag and pull out the transmission beacon. Whilst keeping half an eye on the fight out on the balcony, you use the other to slot Harry’s phone into the device. As the machine absorbs the intel from Harry’s phone, you stand up and hurry out, digging through your bag as you go to join the fight.

It’s a lot worse now that you’re out here. You’d thought Peter was in control, but now you’re closer, you can see that Harry is holding a sharp, thin knife. Usually, in his suit, Peter would be able to hold his own easily. Yet, it seems that Harry is exceptionally good at close combat, and you find them sparring on an equal level, one of Peter’s sleeves slashed and red blood staining the material.

“Who the fuck are you?” Harry sneers, breathless as he dodges a kick from Peter.

“None of your business,” your partner snaps back. Peter sees you, his face clearing with relief, but it knocks his concentration. You gasp as Harry manages to punch him in the side of the face and Peter goes spiralling back, grunting as the force behind it pushes him onto the cement floor.

“Well, if you won’t identify yourself, I’m sure the coroners will,” Harry snarls. He bends down to kneel on Peter, pinning him down with his wrists and legs.

Panic courses through your veins, but you’re finally able to shake it as you realise the fight has tilted very seriously out of Peter’s favour. You grab one of the syringes from your bag and vault across the large balcony, jumping onto Harry’s back. The man grunts, trying to turn around and take you on, too, but you jam the fast-acting needle into his arm, and he immediately slackens. You fall to the side, crashing onto the patio beside Peter as both of you watch Harry pass out. You wince as the blond falls back, slumping onto the balcony with his eyes closed.

“Shit,” Peter murmurs. He sits up, rubbing at his arm. “Thanks.”

You bring your gaze back to him, uncertain and nervous.

“Uh, you’re welcome,” you say. You swallow deeply. Peter’s eyes are dark but kind, glinting like stars beneath the night sky. “You’re my partner, so, uh… I had to protect you.”

“You saved me. He was this close to gutting me.” Peter holds up his fingers, showing you a tiny space as he smiles shyly.

You shrug bashfully, enjoying the way he’s looking at you.

“I couldn’t let you die,” you whisper.

Peter crawls over to you, and you melt like a candle against his lips as he reaches up to cup your face and kiss you, gently. It’s warmer this time and lacks the frenzied anger that’d tainted the last one. You sigh into it, and relax back, letting him press you down against the cool ground as he chases your lips. Peter shifts over you, planking above you, and the hand messily sprawled over your cheek holds you in place, allowing him to kiss you again and again.

“Wait,” you murmur, pulling back, brows furrowing. The sight of him above you, messy hair falling out around his face makes you smile. “What about your arm?”

Peter makes a noncommittal noise. “Super healing,” he mutters. “Worth it.”

You swallow, ghosting your lips over his again.

“But… But don’t you hate me?” you find yourself asking.

“Nah.” Peter’s smiling, his expression warm. “I think, uh… it was more frustration. I think I… I think I feel the opposite of hate. If you… If you know what I mean.”

Your lips twitch into a wide smile. “I know what you mean,” you reply. Teasingly, you press a very light kiss to the corner of his mouth. “You drive me mad, but… in a good way.”

Peter chuckles, the sound vibrating through the air. “You’re so cute,” he mumbles between kisses. You play with his hair, aching in every single way to feel more of him. The attraction you feel towards him is consuming and fulfilling, and you wonder why it took you so long to get to the root of your feelings. “I, uh… I couldn’t stand the sight of you two together. That’s why I interrupted you guys. Sorry for, uh, blowing the mission.”

You giggle. Finally, Peter shifts away, standing up with a grunt and offering you a hand up.

“It’s fine,” you say. You curl into his side, his hand resting comfortably on your waist as the two of you look down at Harry. He’s snoring loudly. “It was a memory tranq. He won’t remember any of this tomorrow.” There’s a beeping sound coming from inside his room, and you nudge Peter’s side. “That’ll be the data transfer complete, too.”

Peter hums. He looks back to you, handsome eyes flickering over your face.

“So… Mission complete?” he asks, squeezing your waist.

You nod, smiling. “Mission complete.” You step closer and kiss his cheek, your grin widening as he blushes. “You want to, uh… Get out of here?”

Peter quirks an eyebrow, understanding fluttering out across his face. There are a hundred different things you know you’ll need to talk about and work through, but you don’t feel scared about that. You have a feeling that communicating with Peter is about to get a whole lot easier.

“What, to our very exciting hotel room with that really comfy bed?”

You giggle. “Yeah. That’s the one.”

“Mhmm.” Peter grabs your hand and squeezes it, then returns your kiss with a brief scattering of light pecks, stretching from cheek to cheek. “Can’t think of anything better, baby.”

You bite your lip, your cheeks aching from the stretch of your smile.

“Me neither.”

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Sorry if you've been asked this before, but do you have any headcanons about the HLVRAI cast?

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gordon: bisexual & demisexual trans man, has adhd (his hyperfixation is kane & lynch 2), dissociates, possibly also hallucinates?, is an extrovert with social anxiety so he desperately wants people to like him. he is a genuinely nice and friendly guy when his life is not in immediate danger (evidence: he was nice to the first 2 security guards he encounters. he only got pissy when he decided everyone was fucking with him). his couch is red. he has a spider plant because it is the only plant he has managed to keep alive (i stole this headcanon from a fanfic). listens to Dad Rock, obviously. falls asleep on the couch with his arms crossed, as dads do. also he snores loudly like a dad and sneezes loudly like a dad. dog person but also likes cats. gives bear hugs & needs physical affection to Survive (he was not getting much of it before the resonance cascade). he gave birth to joshua. obligatory "scared of the dark, loud noises, and things being thrown." attention span too short to watch a movie. he is 6'2 i love a tall man. he's good at cooking. joshua is semi-verbal, hence why gordon's first reaction to that one scientist npc was to ask if he can speak.

benrey: nonbinary & gay (mostly uses he/him out of convenience but doesn't really care), autistic (obligatory "wears a chullo to block out noise", obligatory "gordon gave him the chullo as an olive branch"). also dissociates. cat person (he resonates with them in being both very aloof and very annoying). he doesn't have a biological sex but the black mesa scientists are bitches and assigned him Male when they found him which he promptly rejected, hence why he considers himself trans. his blood is purple. he's not a mammal so he doesn't have nipples lol. has cold hands (gordon has warm hands). claustrophobic ("get me out of this BOX"). 5'6 so he can be smothered by gordon's tits when he hugs him lol. oh also he craves physical affection as much as gordon does, so they're perfect for each other

tommy: asexual and panromantic, sorry i'm basic. autistic, obviously, everyone agrees on that. uses emoticons. he will inherit the g-man powers when his dad retires. he can't move during the g-man's time stops but he is aware (i stole that from a fanfic too). tommy doesn't like his dad's approach to things so he tries to make himself as approachable as possible because he is nice (side note i hate a lot of people's tommy headcanons. tommy would not call someone a "cunt" literally what makes people think he would lmao). also on that note, tommy avoids swearing when he can, but sometimes he just needs to. he met benry...... 5 years before canon? something like that. tommy also doesn't have a biological sex but he was never "assigned" anything so he doesn't consider himself trans. tommy doesn't get indigestion or food poisoning so he can and will commit the worst food crimes known to man (benry, on the other hand, does get indigestion and food poisoning. but consequences don't stop him from also committing food crimes). 6-foot-something, i haven't decided. plays mobile games.

coomer: bisexual trans man, obviously. has adhd. he also dissociates. father figure to gordon.... obviously. gordon and coomer knew each other before the resonance cascade. coomer is 5'4. i don't have much else to say that isn't already canon tbh, holly is just a genius.

bubby: gay and agender (same deal as benry: mostly uses he/him but doesn't care). i WOULD say "bubby can't swim" but unfortunately that one is directly contradicted by canon. RIP, it would've been really funny. obligatory "bubby and coomer are married." benry teaches him about the internet (and does a terrible job of it).

darnold: not gonna lie i'm a main character basic bitch so i don't have much to say about darnold. i do love darnold but i just don't think about him much. but he's not straight (i haven't decided anything more than that), his rocket boots are actually rocket heels (i drew that back in 2020 i probably will draw it again eventually), and benry buys him a new computer to apologize for breaking it in the first place.

i think about forzen and the g-man approximately Never so i don't have anything to say about them except that forzen is very pathetic and has a crush on gordon.

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Do you have any headcanons for jackunzel?

I have!!! So very many!!! And at last, I have a place to put all of them!!!

I'm sorry this took so long Anon, it took me a while to put together all the different ones I have from all my fics/fic concepts. I thought about these guys a LOT back in the day lol

SO without further ado, here they are!!! Sorted into general categories like my Moanida headcanons.

General

I’ve seen a couple fics where Jack is written ADHD-coded and honestly...I see it???? I imagine Rapunzel is the only one who has learned to roll with and not be frustrated by his criminally short attention span (with the exception of Anna, maybe! XD). I also like to think Jack tends to prefer visual mediums of art like paintings (or movies, in a modern AU), but Rapunzel manages to get him into reading!!! He does, however, lament about how much of a “nerd” this makes him.

Jack has dealt with pretty severe depression and loneliness for 300-straight years (or just straight lifelong clinical depression and constant platonic rejection in a modern AU), and Rapunzel is highkey the only one of Jack’s friends who really GETS how to deal with it. Merida and Hiccup do the best they can, but Merida tends to get frustrated when even the wackiest of her shenanigans can’t snap him out of a particularly bad depressive funk, and Hiccup just gets anxious and stressed because there’s not really any logical process or solution to making someone...not depressed with abandonment issues and such. Punz, meanwhile, knows what it’s like to be lonely and to be rejected (just look at what she has to go through with her mom!), and how sometimes you just need to...be there. Not try to cheer him up, but just be a shoulder to cry on and keep him company and show him he’s not alone while he works through his shit. She also is always there to validate how he’s feeling and is more than happy to help cook him a healthy meal if he’s feeling too down to make himself food.

Jack is the THE most touch-starved boi (300 years of being invisible and having the only people you can interact with viewing you with mild annoyance will do that to ya) and Rapunzel is all too happy to remedy this!!! Being a generally extremely physically affectionate person and giving bear hugs to rival actual bears, they’re a match made in heaven (LITERALLY practically, with the sun-moon symbolism lmao). Rapunzel is basically always touching him, even before they formally get together. She gives him hugs (especially surprise hugs from behind!), arm pats, arm swats when he’s being annoying, and just generally likes to grab his arm and excitedly yank him around. He really has no idea what to make of this at first, considering he hasn’t been touched regularly for 300-odd years, but once he gets used to it, he loves it. He had absolutely no idea how touch-starved he was until he found someone all too happy to touch him. He gets little warm tingles wherever she touches him and it takes him a long-ass time to realize it’s because he has a crush on her and not just because he likes physical affection lmao

They do art together!!! Jack can’t really draw concrete things for shit, so what they’ll typically do is Jack will make some really thin, abstract frost designs on a canvas and then Rapunzel’ll paint over them and kinda color them in. Then when the ice melts, it makes kind of a cool, watercolor-esque type deal! They have several of these bad boys hung up in their room. Rapunzel always gives Jack far more credit than he deserves, claiming he did 80% of the work.

She draws on him. A lot. Like she’s near constantly painting on his arm or doodling all over him with a pen. His pale-ass skin makes for a wonderful human canvas, honestly. Jack allows it because feeling repetitive brushstrokes/penstrokes on his skin is surprisingly relaxing, and he has the totally-not-biased opinion that his girlfriend Rapunzel Corona has the prettiest art in the world. Jack’s heavily-tatted friend Aster Bunnymund constantly teases him about these body drawings, and Jack always claps back with “you’re just jealous that I can get better body art than your edgy garbage for FREE”

These two are THE winter activities couple, and try to cram so many into every December, January, and February that it’s almost obnoxious. They have sledded down every hill in town!!! They have visited every single ice rink!!! They have tried every hot chocolate flavor!!! Snow forts? Nay--these two built full-on snow CASTLES and proceeded to battle one another in a snowball fight so Extra that local film students sneakily taped the entire thing and turned it in as their final project! Jack has absolutely made excessive and theatrical snowman displays on par with Calvin from Calvin and Hobbes, and will not apologize for it. Rapunzel often tries to Lighten The Mood by decorating various decapitated or exploding snowmen with dried flowers and little pine boughs and such.

They also really love to just relax by the fireplace and drink hot cocoa after a long, tiring day of playing around in the snow. Jack’s family has a really good homemade hot cocoa recipe, and they love just sitting by the fire drinking it while Jack (rather theatrically) tells stories. Rapunzel’s always acknowledged that Jack’s the one with a gift for storytelling while she tends to just ramble on and on, so she’s more than happy to just listen for a little while.

Rapunzel has truly superb baking skills, and many a time she has tried to make a Pinterest recipe and it comes out far better than it really has any business to. Other times, she bakes creations that are barely recognizable as pastries. A couple times she’s invited Jack to help, but this usually ends with sugar exploding all over the kitchen or flour ending up on every conceivable surface. Regardless, Rapunzel’s creations almost always taste amazing, and she’s always more than happy to bake cookies, cupcakes, or little mini-pies for Jack. Jack, notorious sugar fiend that he is, is absolutely never going to say no. Once he’s done with Rapunzel’s pastries, it’s a wonder there’s anything left for anyone else.

Rapunzel once attempted to bake Jack a mint chocolate chip ice cream cake for his birthday. It was a bona-fide disaster--the cake batter didn’t solidify all the way, the ice cream all melted, and the snowflake designs in the frosting got smudgy and sad-looking. Jack, upon seeing this, re-ice-creamed the ice cream (is that something he can do with his powers? I’m deeming it is) and proceeded to love the cake anyway. He even once attempted to bake an even worse cake to make Punz feel good by comparison.

Rapunzel and Jack’s sister Emma (yes I know her official name is Mary or something but I’ve been calling her Emma for years...I can’t UNknow her as Emma, you feel?) are ABSOLUTE BESTIES! They make each other flower crowns!!! Rapunzel has known Emma practically since she was born and probably has helped Jack read her fairy tales and stories!!! I also like to think that Emma lowkey idolizes Punzel a bit and just constantly roasts her brother about how very out of his league Punz is and how she could do MUCH better if she wanted. Jack is like “yeah yeah I know!!! Stop reminding me how lame I am compared to my girlfriend!!!” and Emma is just like “No :)”

Rapunzel’s hair glows when she orgasms. Also, they definitely use some kind of snow/iceplay during...uh...physical intimacy. It probably creates literal steam. TMI maybe but COME ON YOU KNOW I’M RIGHT

I totally see them as being the kind of couple who like to take random city adventures, either by Jack flying Rapunzel around or in one of their cars, in a modern AU. Like they’d wanna explore every last corner of their little world that they could--even the dingy parts!!! I also think they’d love to hang out at random cafes and just people-watch. Although Jack is certainly not above repeating especially ridiculous things he hears strangers say in a mocking tone of voice XD It cracks Punz up basically every time. It’s like: Some random stranger a few tables away: They didn’t even put enough mayonnaise on my sandwich! Jack, excessively: tHeY dIdN’t EvEn PuT eNoUgH mAyOnNaIsE oN mY sAnDwIcH

They both love astronomy!!! And bond over this!!! I mean, come ON, Rapunzel CHARTED THE FREAKING STARS as a young teen, and Jack can not only FLY, but also spent YEARS asking the moon for answers and such...no way he didn’t gain at least a little appreciation for the night sky throughout all that??? Anyways, they love stargazing together!!! And Jack frequently muses about black holes and quasars and nebulous dust clouds and alien planets and the like! Rapunzel knows all the constellations and frequently teaches Jack random astronomy fun facts, and he’s just always so impressed by how much she knows <3

Childhood Friends AU

Besties growing up for sure!!! I can see them being neighbors and just randomly going to each other’s houses and climbing in the windows to sneak up and surprise the other. Jack definitely did this more often, and he may or may not have frequently snuck up on Punzel to scare the poor girl in her own home.

There’s a big tree outside Rapunzel’s bedroom window that Jack would often climb to get into her room. He definitely broke a few bones in their youth because he often got so excited to see her that he climbed the tree like...recklessly fast and fell out of it lmao

Jack had a planet-sized crush on Punzel from the jump, but convinced himself pretty early on that she was very much out of his league and he had no chance with her. Rapunzel’s feelings were more slow-growing (she was a bit of a late bloomer romantically and didn’t have a lot of hardcore crushes during her childhood), and really started to cement in their preteen years. Jack’s been flirting with Rapunzel pretty heavily their entire lives, but always plays it off as a joke because he’s too insecure to tell her he’s actually into her. Rapunzel, meanwhile, thinks it actually is a joke and she is thus in the friendzone too XD

I totally see them making a Childhood Marriage Pact, but in more of a way like “oh cool, if we get married we can be ROOMMATES??? And raise a DOG TOGETHER??? COOL, LET’S DO IT!” and they don’t realize it’s like...a romantic thing XD They just think it’s Really Intense Upgraded Friendship. Mega Bestfriendship, if you will.

Modern/High School AU

Theater kid Jack!!! Theater kid Jack!!! (I mean...look at that little performance he was putting on with the deer antlers in his memories, the kid CLEARLY enjoys theatrics) And Rapunzel comes to absolutely all of his shows!!! And claps and cheers the loudest at the end!!!

In an AU where they aren’t childhood friends, I can totally see Rapunzel first meeting Jack because he’s in a school play (or dicking around and being a little shit in one of her classes--one of the two XD) and then getting into theater to impress him because Jack likes it and it sounds fun! I don’t think she’d score any huge roles, but I can see her really enjoying playing a couple small parts and maybe doing something like makeup crew on the side.

On that note, I can see Punz having some kind of makeup tutorial channel on YouTube and using Jack as her guinea pig to test new styles on XD Jack, for his part, totally owns it and poses dramatically at the end of every video when the makeup’s done. Hiccup makes fun of him for this, but Jack’s like “You’re just jealous because I’m prettier than you”

Jack is a closet weaboo. He pretends like he only watches anime to make fun of it, but he secretly unironically enjoys it. His friends all know that he likes to get really high and watch especially weird anime for the trippy experience--what they don’t know is that he also sometimes watches them sober. Rapunzel is the only one who knows this, but she’ll never tell.

Jack constantly mocks and teases Hiccup for how much of a “nerd” he is by being addicted to video games...despite him also being addicted to video games. Rapunzel likes to watch Jack game and cheer him on aggressively! She tries her hand at a few of his games. She’s pretty not great at the shooter ones, and they tend to stress her out more than anything, but she’s surprisingly amazing at the more plot-driven, puzzle-centered ones. Jack has been known to whinily call his girlfriend when he’s playing a particularly hard puzzle game and can’t figure out how to progress XD She just sighs, and comes over and figures out whatever it is he’s stuck on in all of 5 minutes.

Rapunzel is in their school’s art club. Jack goes to every single last one of their exhibitions and acts like Frank Reynolds. just just dramatically points to all the other paintings in the gallery like “BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! DERIVATIVE! NOW THAT...” *dramatically turns to Rapunzel’s art* “NOW THAT I LOVE. I ABSOLUTELY LOVE!” Rapunzel finds this humiliating yet flattering.

They paint each other’s nails!!! Jack is a simple man, and just does colors, while Rapunzel does full-on mini designs and pictures on Jack’s nails--and damn, is she good. She has a whole Insta page where she puts her nail art, but absolutely no one knows her hand model is Jack (mainly because, of course, he has to wash the designs off before going out in public because he’s an insecure boi XD). Rapunzel is absolutely the only one who knows Jack enjoys having pretty nails!

Sometimes they swap hoodies! Jack insists it’s solely For The Memes, but secretly he just likes the color pink and likes having an excuse to wear it. Of course, he would never admit this aloud to a single soul--not even Punzel. Rapunzel, nonetheless, figures it out eventually, because she’s not an idiot. She figures he’s too stubborn to admit it, so she just starts subtly wearing more pink around him so he gets to see it more <3

In general Jack actually has kind of an ultra-feminine streak, BUT being a typical insecure teenage boy, he denies it vehemently and sometimes acts overly macho to try and compensate. Rapunzel is basically the only person he’s felt comfortable showing his more “girly” side to. Merida would just make fun of him, Hiccup would probably just make snarky remarks, and even Anna is too much of a dudebro to really like...get it. Rapunzel, however, has never been anything but supportive and understanding, and Jack loves her so, so much for it <3

I kinda love the idea of them both dyeing their hair in a modern AU (with brown being their natural color and Jack dyeing white and Punzel dyeing blonde), and sharing hair-dyeing and hair-bleaching tips!!! Jack definitely tries to get Rapunzel to bleach her own hair (like he DEFINITELY does, let’s be real) to save on salon bills. He’s tried to get her to let him bleach it, but she doesn’t trust him not to completely fry and ruin her hair XD

They go REALLY GODDAMN HARD with Christmas/Yule decorations. Like. I imagine if they had a house together they’d have at least 20 inflatable reindeer, a full-on animatronic singing Santa on the roof, a maze in their front lawn constructed entirely of giant plastic candy canes and lawn flamingos in elf hats (Rapunzel’s idea), and their walls basically covered from ground to chimney with flashing Christmas lights. They do NOT mess around. Traffic gets bad in their neighborhood around the holidays because people come from all over town to see their extra-ass display.

Jack is OBSESSED with junk food. Also a sugar junkie far beyond the point of all reasonability. Like. This child will eat 5 party-size bags of chips, 12 cookies, and 3 chocolate bars in one sitting if left unattended. While Rapunzel is flattered that Jack is always down to eat her baked goods, she is slightly concerned that Jack pretty much inhales sugar and fat nonstop every chance he gets. She tries to get him to eat healthier, to little avail. The only time it really works is if she herself cooks for him--Punz has been known to make a tasty, nutritious meal or two!

Jack’s natural state of existing is Lazy As Hell, and honestly the only reason he’s as skinny as he is is because of Outrageously High Teenage Boy Metabolism (I’m sorry, but 90% of Jock Jack headcanons are just...incorrect??? HE IS A TWIG, HE CANNOT PLAY FOOTBALL). Rapunzel tries to set up a fitness program for him, as does Merida, but 90% of the time all he does is bitch about it XD He sometimes can be persuaded to go hiking with Rapunzel or Hiccup though!!! They know an outrageous amount about the local wildlife, so that makes it significantly more entertaining.

Jack knows how to skateboard!!! He tried to teach Rapunzel one time. It did not go well. Rapunzel sustained a few injuries. Mavis, a local skateboarding legend, is not above lightly mocking her for this from time to time.

Jack snowboards too!!! He is under the impression this makes him incredibly cool. He once invited Rapunzel along on a family ski/snowboard trip when they first started dating, and endlessly tried to show off to her. He ended up getting a mouthful of snow 90% of the time because he really isn’t as good as he thinks he is.

(Edited to be easier to read!!! It was kind of a mess before ^^;)