Lance’s bedroom at home is decked out in mermaid-themed things. he has a clock with mermaid art on it, a larger human-sized poster of an optical illusion that’s like a couple of mermaids that make up a face or something, he has a shelf for mermaid figurines because he thinks they’re really cool
Hunk knitted him a mermaid tail blanket for his birthday once
That was when Lance realized he had the best boyfriend ever
Lance taught Hunk how to play a guitar and soon they spent nights together writing silly songs with Hunk playing and Lance singing and sometimes vice versa
they met in middle school where they had to transfer from two different elementaries that were lesser known in the school system and they were the first friends they made
“hey, uh… Kid… Kid in the blue shirt… Uhhhh”
“You! You were the kid that fell on me at my locker!”
“Yeah, I got, uh, shoved. Sorry…”
“Aw, don’t worry about it! Have a seat, let’s be friends!”
Hunk has a large bean bag chair in his room back home and it’s big enough to fit two of him so you can bet those two end up cuddling up together on it and watching movies.
Lance and Hunk would totally not sleep for three days just to watch a naruto marathon because they fucking love naruto
Lance bought him the headband! it was a birthday present when they were younger because of how much Hunk loved naruto
“okay I know it’s not like the ones they really wear i just didn’t think the school would really allow it. thinking it’s satanic or whatever…”
“i love y- it! I love it!”
they got lost for three hours driving down the highway trying to find a town they’ve never been to to buy yu-gi-oh cards, the store was closed by the time they found it
Lance as soon as he realizes they’re lost: ADVENTURE!
their first kiss was on halloween when they dressed as sonic and spongebob
i’m sorry for coming to pride parades, where i am clearly not welcome i’m sorry for coming to safe places, where i am clearly an intruder i’m sorry for fighting for equal rights for other people, which i am clearly not supposed to do i’m sorry i don’t face the same problems as other members of the community i’m sorry for considering myself a part of that community
Could you write something fluffy about how mulder realizes that scully has feelings for him after she told him that personal interests are all that she has left and that she actually is jealous of diana... maybe he could even act on that?!sorry but I got obsessed with that diana story line after your last fanfic😘
Mulder barrels through the Gunmen’s doorway after a rapidly retreating Scully, the thick, heavy metal door slamming loudly, echoing like a gunshot bouncing off the surrounding buildings.
“Scully! Scully, dammit wait!” He trails after her, nearly losing sight of her red hair as it quickly flicks around the corner. He catches up to her in the alleyway behind the Gunmen’s building, her car illuminated by a lone lamppost.
“Personal interest is all you have? Scully, stop!”
She stops abruptly at her car, facing the driver’s side door as he closes the distance between them. She does not turn towards him.
“What do you mean if I take that away then there’s no reason to continue?” he asks.
Her head drops and her entire posture seems to deflate at the question. She answers with her eyes glued to the pavement below her feet. “I can’t do this anymore with you, Mulder.”
He stares at the back of her head searching for understanding amongst the windblown strands of her hair. “Will you turn around? Jesus, Scully, you are being ridiculous. You have given me no legitimate reason to not trust Diana.”
“I’ve given you no reason to not trust me,” she mutters to the ground.
“Scully, c’mon, turn around and talk to me,” he pleads as she remains a defeated statue posed alongside her waiting car. “Jesus, you’re acting like a jealous–”
She quickly turns around to face him, the look on her face and the tears in her eyes freezing him in place and stealing his breath as the realization of her feelings washes over him. He is forced to come to terms with what he has embarrassingly failed to see until this very moment.
“Scully, do you think? Oh, Scully, no. Not her. Once a long time ago, but now?” He brushes away stray strands of hair from her face, sliding fingers across her damp cheeks. “I meant every word I said last summer.”
He steps closer and cups her face in his warm hands. “You’ve kept me honest.” He kisses a tear he finds escaping from her left eye.
“You’ve made me a whole person.” He repeats the action on the other side.
“And I owe you everything,” he whispers, a kiss to her forehead punctuating his declaration.
“Scully, I told you I didn’t want to do this alone, and I certainly can’t do this with Diana. I need you. I want you.” He slides his thumbs down her cheeks to lovingly caress the trembling flesh of her parted lips.
His own lips follow his thumbs and he gasps in relief as her mouth immediately opens under his, her fingers desperately wrapping through his hair, tugging him closer. He walks her the short few steps to the side of her car, pressing her against the door.
“Mulder,” she sighs in response to his tongue sliding wet and urgent down her neck. He worries her skin between his teeth, marking her. His name softly leaves her lips once more, the whisper dancing through his ears and his mind as he loses himself in her kiss.
Several feet down the alleyway, a dark sedan carefully reverses from its spot. The driver pushes dark, chestnut hair from her eyes as she solemnly backs the car out the narrow passage way, never once turning on her headlights. She drives away, forcing herself to not look back.