chevy on rock

almostasunking  asked:

Odd numbers for monchevy, multiples of 3 for exr and multiples of 4 for athelnar?? (Don't feel obliged to do them all lmao I'm just thirsty for hcs)

MONCHEVY—

1) Who rocks the Ferris Wheel seat and who flips out and begs them to stop?

Chevy rocks the ferris wheel while Philippe very uncomfortably clings to the middle and regrets his whole life. Pls Chevy I would much rather be in the middle of a battlefield than dealing with this shit

3) Who is more into taking showers/baths together? Who tries to make it relaxing and who tries to make it sexy time?
Philippe seems to be the bath person, so he can try to take a bath to relax, but Chevalier joins him and well there goes relaxing! :D

5) Who sleeps on the couch when they get into a fight?
Chevy, Philippe’s bed is sort of high priority. That said, he wouldn’t last very long before he joined Chevy on the couch. 

7) Who said “I love you” first? and who ends their arguments in a fight with “Because I love you”? 

Aaaaaaaaaah difficult, but I’m going with Philippe for both ;)
I think Chevalier has loved Philippe all along, but never dared to say it because Philippe has heard it from so many people he doesn’t want to sound like just another desperate mignon and it would break his heart if Philippe didn’t believe him or take him seriously and when Philippe finally tells him wow, he definitely cries from relief from all of those years biting it back.

9) Who wakes the other up in the middle of the night to tell them a cool dream they had? Who has the most nightmares, and who sings them back to sleep after?

I don’t think either of them are particularly safe to wake up, Philippe would strangle you and Chevy hates being woken up. Philippe has a lot of nightmares because of his PTSD from the war. Chevalier soothes him back to sleep (or sexes him back to sleep ;) ).

11) Who makes fun of the other for having a crush on them, and who has to remind them that they are in a relationship?
Chevalier definitely.
“Ooooh someone has a cruuush.”
“We are literally living together.”
also in canon: “Honestly, I don’t know what you see in him” even though that particular joke was painful 8)

13) Who initiates duets? and who is the better singer?

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Chevy?! Probably drunk Chevy. AnD NOW I KNOW THAT CHEVY IS THE BETTER SINGER *WEEPS* 

15) Who likes writes the others name on their wrist?

Philippe when he’s definitely not missing Chevalier because he’s definitely not super dependent of him mmhmm

17) Who is more protective? They are fairly even, but I think when it comes down to it Chevalier would kill for Philippe 8)
Aaah I really want to see them go to war together as scary as that would be for my poor Chevalier loving heart!

19) Who drives and who has the window seat?

Philippe drives, he’s the ‘responsible one’.

21) Who cuts the others hair?

AAAH CUTTING THAT HAIR?!

23) Who thinks they are not good enough for the others love? and who’s more afraid of loosing the other? Who thinks they keep messing up, only for the other to tell them they don’t need to worry?

Chevalier thinks he’s not good enough for Philippe’s love. He isn’t a royal, he doesn’t have a job at Versailles he is kind of politically disposable and he feels like he could be kicked out at any moment except for Philippe’s love how stressful is that?? Philippe is a charming prince and he thinks he’s a nobody aaah my heart. SO yeah, he’s afraid of losing him and being banned from his life I’m sure of it. 

And Philippe worries he’s messing up all the time and Chevy talks him up and that’s so important to me

25) Who says shitty puns and sex jokes just to see the other giggle and blush?

Chevy, probably at the worst/best possible times :3

During church services…Louis’ speeches etc….

27) Who orders take out at two in a morning? and who wakes the other up at three in the morning to go downstairs with them to get a glass of water because it’s too dark?

Both of them would order take out at two in the morning those bums. Philippe makes Chevy do it what a rude. 

29) Who does some crazy stunt to try and impress the other and who ends up driving them to the emergency room after it backfires?

OK
CHEVY
though it’s possible Philippe puts him in the ER to begin with aaah

ENJOLTAIRE———–

3) Who is more into taking showers/baths together? Who tries to make it relaxing and who tries to make it sexy time? 

Grantaire. Enjolras is just trying to take a practical bath but then suddenly there is a Grantaire omg what a butt it’s so cute though who could turn him down? 

6) Who takes photos of the other while they sleep? 

Both, and they both think they’re so sneaky and the other has no idea. Enjolras like :x….damnit he’s so cute….I just….you know appreciate this citizen….

Grantaire like, aaaah he looks like an angel!  

9) Who wakes the other up in the middle of the night to tell them a cool dream they had? Who has the most nightmares, and who sings them back to sleep after? 

Enjolras wakes Grantaire up: I HAD THE COOLEST DREAM WE WON THE REVOLUTION AND WE HAD A CONSTITUTION AND EQUAL RIGHTS FOR MEN AND OMG EVEN WOMEN CAN VOTE CAN YOU IMAGINE GRANTAIRE AAAH

Both have nightmares for various reasons, usually related to the barricade ending horribly. Enjolras is the one who sings to get Grantaire to sleep. Enjolras prefers to rest his head on Grantaire’s chest as he rambles away, his voice soothes him to sleep.  


12) Who starts a food fight in the kitchen?

Grantaire starts it - ENJOLRAS FINISHES IT

15) Who likes writes the others name on their wrist?

Grantaire writes his own name on Enjolras’ wrist. Enjolras secretly keeps it there.

18) Who talks to the other while they are sleeping?

Literally both.
Grantaire falls asleep while Enjolras is off on one of his speeches, and Enjolras actually enjoys falling asleep to Grantaire talking away

21) Who cuts the others hair?

I once did this heart wrenching rp where Grantaire cut Enjolras’ hair right before the barricade. For Enjolras it was practicality, for Grantaire it was heartbreak.

24) Who starts random slow dancing with the other in the kitchen? Who holds the other just above the ground and kisses them?
Grantaire does both. Enjolras is so startled but enjoys it, that is, as long as he’s in the mood for it otherwise Grantaire is going to end up wrestled to the floor.

27) Who orders take out at two in a morning? and who wakes the other up at three in the morning to go downstairs with them to get a glass of water because it’s too dark?
Enjolras orders take out at two in the morning because they’re not done arguing about politics or discussing weird philosophies yet. Grantaire makes Enjolras go for the glass of water and he does, grumbling about his cute stupid lazy boyfriend.

30) Who is embarrassed when they have to wear their glasses and who thinks they look super cute?
Enjolras is embarrassed by his glasses. Grantaire is a melted puddle of goo on the floor @almostasunking

ATHELNAR —-


4) Who likes to walk around the house naked and who tells the other to go put some clothes on?

Ragnar, what is the point of clothes. Athelstan blushes all the way down his neck and shouts at him to put some clothes on vikings honestly!

8) Who likes to wear the others sweatshirts?
Athelstan wearing Ragnar’s old tunic that’s a little too big for him QuQ

12) Who starts a food fight in the kitchen?

Ragnar throws food at Athelstan when he’s not paying enough attention to him. Somehow sex happens, the food is burned, Lagertha is pissed

16) Who is more seductive when they are drunk? and who is louder in bed?
Ragnar is permanently in smolder mode but he gets even more so when he is drunk, Athelstan never stood a chance. Athelstan is louder in bed, bless him he is new to all this ;).   

20) Who falls asleep in the others lap and who carries them to bed?
Smol Athelstan falls asleep on Ragnar and Ragnar tucks him into bed.

24) Who starts random slow dancing with the other in the kitchen? Who holds the other just above the ground and kisses them?
Ragnar, and Ragnar. he’s a general pest when Athelstan is trying to cook things. 

28) Who writes poems/stories and love songs about the other? Do they sing the songs the write for them?
ATHELSTAN AAAH
He writes them in English to try and hide them from Ragnar, but Ragnar discovers them and makes him sing them to him QuQ<3 <3

Little story about my day

So today in my improv class we were doing an exercise called “What Are You Doing” where one person begins to act something out, but when the next person in the circle asks what they’re doing they reply with something totally different and the person who asked has to act that out. For example, someone acts out riding a bike. The next person in the circle asks “what are you doing?” and the person acting replies, “I’m smoking a cigarette.” The person who asked then has to act out smoking a cigarette, and the cycle continues.

Anyway, so one of the themes for a round was cupcake shop, and when one person was asked, the reply was, “I found a real heart in my cupcake.”

…..

Funny thing was, the guy who said that had never seen Supernatural.

Other things that came up.

- Stuck in an eternal time loop

- Food poisoning

- Listening to classic rock

- Comic Con

- Misha Collins

And that was for “What Are You Doing” alone. In other exercises, we also had mention of:

- Chevy Impalas

- Balls

- Anvil

- Cats

All in all, it was a Supernatural gif kind of day.

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“You Can Call Me Al” by Paul Simon

Graceland (1986)

No One Puts My Baby In A Corner (Part 5)

Read “No One Puts My Baby In A Corner” here!

               At 7 on the dot, I was ready to go; I snuck out, and ran down the trail. I knew I’d be early so I’d brought a book along. Once I was back at the staff housing, I found a good spot and sat down to read. My watch read 7:20am, I still had ten minutes to wait, so why not use them well. When I glanced at my watch again, I noticed it was 8:15am. I stood up and brushed off my sweats before going up to where we would be practicing. “Dean?” I called out walking inside. I looked around but never saw him. I sighed and turned around when I collided with a hard, solid, and warm figure. I slowly brought my eyes up to see Deans bright green ones staring back. “Hi” he whispered. I swallowed nervously. “Hi” I breathed out. His jaw was slack, and his lips slightly parted. I so badly wanted to reach up and kiss him, pull those plump lips between my teeth and wrestle with his mouth for dominance.

               Dean cleared his throat, moving away from me quickly, and went over to the record player to being the music. “Now, first of all-“ “first of all you’re late” I said staring in his direction. Dean stopped and looked at me. “What?” “I said you’re late” I said as I crossed my arms. “I’m not doing this because it’ll be fun; I told you I wanted to help you guys. I’m taking this seriously, and I’d appreciate it if you’d show up on time” I said as I began feeling nervous under his gaze.

               Dean had never had anyone talk to him like that; everyone had always been so timid by him and not wanting to piss him off. He thought she was beautiful, the way her brown hair fell around her framing her face. He drank her in; she wore dark grey sweats, and a black t-shirt that clung to her body. She stared at him, her intense blue eyes, made him feel like waves were hitting him wherever they looked on his body. He didn’t want it to stop, he liked it. He was beginning to crave it. “Okay” he said softly.

               I stared at him for a second, letting it sink it that he actually agreed with me. “Thank you” I said shrugging a little, he smiled and started the music, walking over to me. “Firstly you need to learn to count the beats in the music.” He grabbed my hands shaking my arms lightly. “Relax, you gotta feel the music.” He whispered. I smiled a little; “Teach me Mr. Dance Teacher.” He chuckled and took form, and began to guide me through the room dancing.

               I ended up being better than I thought; a few days later and we were really progressing with the movements and rehearsals. “You’re getting a lot better at this” He said as I spun out and back in taking his hand and stepping into him. “Thank you” I said focusing on my feet. I couldn’t let myself get distracted and Dean was a distraction enough without a shirt. I’d never seen a man so toned and beautiful before. I felt him release my waist, and bring his hand up under my chin, lifting my face so I was facing his. I noticed his green eyes instantly and I felt my breath hitch in my throat, suddenly I stomped on his foot. “Oh my god! I’m sorry!” I jumped back away from him and stumbled over my feet. I lost my balance and fell backwards closing my eyes, waiting for the impact of the floor but two strong arms engulfed my waist and pulled me upward.

               I opened my eyes and stared up at him, “Are you okay?” he asked staring down at me. Our faces were inches apart, I nodded “yeah, uh…I’m okay” I breathed out; I could feel his breath fanning my face and our noses brushed. I swallowed thickly, pulling myself back. ‘Don’t do this baby; he doesn’t like you like that. Strictly dancing. That’s all.’

               Dean sighed to himself walking over to the player and starting the recorder over. “Alright, from the top one more time” he said turning towards me. I turned and looked at him nodding quickly. “Yeah, sorry about your foot” I said as we took form. Dean lifted my chin and pointed to his own green eyes. “Right here, don’t look anywhere else, alright?” he asked quietly. I nodded and began moving to the music following his lead. I continued to stare into those beautiful green eyes. His eyes were green. The kind of green that pushed its way through the piles of gritty snow to remind you that spring was coming. The kind of green, churning, passionate green that the ocean turns during a storm; that color of the forest after it rains; that green color that brings hope and life no matter what has happened.

               I hadn’t noticed the music had changed, Deans hands were resting on my lower back and my hands were wrapped around his neck. We stayed like this for a while, just dancing to the music, relaxing. We’d been dancing since 6:30 in the morning and it was almost 3pm. “How about we go learn lifts?” Dean asked quietly. I smiled and nodded “Sure…are they hard to learn?” he chuckled as he walked over to the player and stopped the music. “As a matter of fact, yes they are” he smirked.

               Once we had left the loft, we made our way to the trees. Dean smirked at me “It’s going to take some time for you to learn these things, so first, we’ll start with balance.” He shucked his shoes and socks before stepping onto a fallen tree laid across a wide creek. “Now, when learn lifts, you also need to learn to trust your partner.” He said motioning me to come out on the tree. I laughed, before noticing he was serious. “Wait….are you serious? Oh no, I’m not walking out there on that. I would die” I said standing off on the end of it.

               Dean walked over carefully and held his hand out. “Come on, it’s easy. I’m right here” he said smiling. I sighed a little and grabbed his hand stepping onto the log. I breathed out looking down at my feet as we walked back out. “Hey” his softer voice caused me to look up at him. He pointed to his eyes. “Right here” he whispered, his hands slid down to my waist as I gripped his shoulders; I was surprised to see I was doing okay, I wobbled a lot and we both laughed as I almost fell but by the time we reached the middle again, I seemed to do pretty good.

               We danced a little, helping me to learn balance with a dancing partner. Then he dragged us to a field where we practice the jumping portion of the lift. After a couple of times, I ended up falling on him. We laughed as we lay side by side in the tall grass. “You know, the best place to practice lifts is in the water”

               Dean led us to the other side of the lake, the side no one ever came on and we stripped down to our underwear, and I left my bra and tank top on, feeling insecure. Once we’d practice some in the water, we were becoming sloppy at it. “No no no, hold it!” Dean said as I yelped and fell in the water. I came up and couldn’t contain my laughter. “I’m sorry, I just…we’ve been practicing for over 12 hours…aren’t you hungry?” I asked as he grabbed my hand and pulled me up to him in the water. He grinned “Yeah, I could go for a burger and fries…what about you?” I grinned and nodded “That sounds amazing.”

               30 minutes later, I was sitting in his 1967 Chevy Impala, rock music playing softly as we ate burgers and fries from his favorite diner. “So how’d you get into dancing?” I asked after swallowing a bite of food.  Dean shrugged taking a drink before looking out the windshield. “Well, this guy came into this luncheonette one day, and we were all sitting around doing nothing. And he said that Arthur Murray was giving a test for instructors. So, if you passed, they teach you all the different kinds of dances, show you how to break them down, teach them.” He looked at me and smirked. “What?” I asked looking at him, feeling nervous under his stare. “Nothin’” he said smirking before finishing his food.

               “You sure you wanna walk all the way back alone? I don’t mind goin with you” he said as I shook my head. “Nah, if my parents caught us, we’d both be dead” I said laughing some. Dean laughed and nodded “You did great today” he said after a few moments of quietness. I smiled up at him “Thanks, if I could just get the lift down and maybe touch up a few turns I might be pretty decent at this whole dancing thing.” I said laughing softly. Dean smiled watching me “I think you’re pretty great at it” I swallowed nervously; he stood only inches from me. I could kiss him, just the thought of those soft, plump, pink lips on mine. I bit my lip glancing at our feet.

               His hand was under my chin, gently pulling my face up to his, he stopped just an inch shy of my lips. My lips parted a little, his breath fanned across my lips and jaw. I closed my eyes, as his hands came up to the sides of my face. He lowered his head just a touch more, his lips brushing mine.

               “Dean!”

Read “No One Puts My Baby In A Corner” here!

6

So I’ve started watching the first season of Supernatural after being best friends with a life long fan. My other best friend doesn’t know anything about the show and couldn’t even tell the difference between Sam, Cas and Dean so I decided to make an explanatory slide show ….. except apparently I need to renew my subscription to Power Point so I decided to use the next best thing; Paint.

You’ll notice 0 grammatical errors and everything is very neatly set out. nothing over laps and it all looks just generally very professional overall 10/10 would recommend.
(I actually haven’t come up to Cas’ intro into the story yet so it’s all just based off what I’ve learnt from Tumblr.)