unpopular opinion: there’s no way we can get a great garnet episode at this point
aka why i can understand why garnet stopped having episodes dedicated to her.
this isnt to justify the lack of episodes dedicated to her, but rather my anger and frustrations with the crewniverse for repeatedly stunting any development for her and turning her into a really bland and overly forgiving mom character
she was awkward, she would turn violent if you pushed her hard enough, she over estimates steven, she can lose focus easily, her stoic persona made her come off as uncaring and intimidating
after jailbreak, keeping it together and cry for help you would think garnet would face new conflicts such as trust issues, dealing with PTSD, coping with horrific imagery, letting things go, etc
but no. we never get any of that. we’re not ALLOWED to get any of that. instead all that emotion and turmoil is given to ruby and sapphire. really godbless these characters, i still love them to death and despite some of my issues with keystone motel, its still a really solid and enjoyable ep. But this arc was supposed to be about garnet being hurt. pearl was jealous of garnet and pearl hurt garnet. when pearl was insulting sugilite no one went “how rude of pearl to insult amethyst and garnet”. We all understood that sugilite was a separate identity who made her own decisions and garnet and amethyst weren’t influencing it.
even when ruby and sapphire were angry about how they were hurt, RUBY was in the wrong because she didnt want to forgive pearl right away and sapphire told her that forgiving pearl was the right thing. ignoring the fact that that was a terrible message to send, that you need to just forgive people who hurt you right away just because they’re close friends, we never get a chance to see garnet vent and show her anger. even in Friend Ship, it ended with garnet playing the life coach for pearl DESPITE pearl not giving a proper apology and instead making bad excuses and using guilt tripping tactics (”im not strong enough” “im just useless”). its like the tumblr equivalent of someone going “i know i did something bad i get it im trash i deserve to die”. But garnet can’t shut that down can she? garnet cant receive a good apology can she? no she has to sit down and stroke Pearl’s ego for a goddamn minute.
garnet cant express her feelings because that’s wrong and bad! pearl can scream at a child and smack a wall simply because he tried to be supportive but garnet cant be mad. garnet’s not allowed to express her feelings. Friend Ship and Cry For Help made me realize something awful.
when garnet’s mad its not sympathetic, it’s scary.
back in season 1 I forgave it since garnet was an imposing figure. she’s weird and mysterious. when she was mad it was over things like accidentally getting her glasses knocked off and ronaldo kidnapping steven. you could laugh at the situation with her and not really take her anger seriously enough
so you would think given the circumstances, the writers would understand that we should sympathize with garnet since she was violated. which isnt at all funny and nearly made her defuse.
But you’re not supposed to empathize with garnet. you’re not supposed to relate to her. You’re not supposed to go “poor garnet thats so messed up”. you’re instead supposed to react like “Yeah that was messed up but WHY is she mad at pearl :(”
amethyst complains about the house being awkward and taking neither sides despite it clearly being something that she should be supporting garnet in. steven doesnt support garnet either. when pearl snapped at steven in Rose’s Scabbard, steven chases after her and spends some time with her to lift her mood. But steven didn’t care to do anything for garnet. Steven didn’t invite her to come to the motel. Steven didn’t take the time to talk to her. and Steven didn’t make any attempt to relate to her.
and yet guess who did get the good ol’ “get coddled like a baby” treatment.
pearl. someone who was the cause of all this drama. who not only violated a friend several times, but delayed their mission and risked endangering everyone for the sake of feeling good about herself. but ofc the writer’s woobie fave could never do anything wrong :(
an entire arc that should’ve been meant to flesh out both garnet and pearl ended up shelving garnet and treating pearl like the victim in all of this. that SHE’S the one who needs help.
a black woman who sang a song about the importance of love and fusion, who nearly fell apart when she saw forced fusions, is not the victim in this. the Cry For Help was about pearl. garnet needed to drop all her feelings for pearl.
And afterwards it just went downhill from there. its like the show completely gave up on garnet.
more focus and screen time was given to ruby and sapphire, who again i love, but get more development than garnet.
and finally we reach “Log Date 7 15 2″ or as i like to call it “the rise of magical negro garnet”
Peridot’s comments don’t piss off Garnet. You don’t see her get visibly angry. She barely musters a response except for mildly bored look. I wasn’t asking for “garnet beats up peridot for being a homophobe”, but I know very well that garnet would not be the type to just allow Peridot to spend several days making off color comments. Garnet looks bored to mildly pleased.
You could call this character development except… not really? Garnet smiling more does not equal Garnet being way more tolerant of disrespectful behavior. But since this was an arc for peridot i forgave it a bit.
But then came episodes like Gem Harvest where Garnet would seriously be the last person to just shut up and tolerate Andy’s disrespectful behavior. And in Mindful Education we see garnet using ruby and sapphire to express how they handle trauma rather than Garnet using her own emotions.
Garnet isn’t flawed anymore. Garnet doesn’t make awkward comments or act in ways that are oddly violent. She’s not brash or passionate. She’s just there to offer advice.
Finally there’s Room For Ruby, an episode that made me sit and go “there is no way in hell this is the same garnet before”
garnet was already cautious with Steven trying to train a corrupted gem, why would she not even moniter him teaching Navy about earth (i know they think she’s dumb but she’s not an animal and there’s a reason why the diamonds sent out those rubies)
garnet saw a future where navy did not care about being a crystal gem and did nothing. excuse me? Garnet says herself her future vision works like a river with various streams connecting to it, and relies on the future thats most common (she when she jumped in front of a spilled coffee pot to protect steven). garnet even understood at the end of the episode that bad futures are possible and risky, and if they’re most common she needs needs to act on it. why on earth would garnet see a future where navy takes the ship and leave and not do anything about it
she was waaaaay too laxed about steven failing to stop navy. remember when she said she was terrified of Blue Diamond? Or when she smashed a warp pad just for seeing peridot show up?
garnet’s cool with everything now. she doesnt care. she became the most assertive member of the team to the most passive. she’s easy to convince and push. she lacks any depth outside of “quiet mom who smiles sometimes”.
i cant believe im saying this but i honestly thing the crew fucked with her personality harder than lapis. because at least in lapis’s case, there was no concrete identity for her.
but there was one for garnet, one we all loved.
awkward, funny, quirky, sensitive and assertive garnet.
the writers could have developed it more and jailbreak made me believe we were going to see more of her. but instead the writers decided decided “Garnet with layered personalities is a bit too much for us. so we gotta simplify her. make her the walking shoulder to cry on. the friend that enables everything you do, she just loves steven and thats all that matters.”
and that’s all garnet is now. she’s almost like peridot. happy go lucky, overly forgiving and a shell of her former self.
Yo could you share some of your headcanons for the deh kiddos :O ?! I'm really curious!!
*cracks knuckles* HEADCANONS UNDER THE CUT (these are generally feel-good and going off of a Connor Lived And Everything Gets Better AU set of ten [+ one extra] headcanons for the kids where they’re all friends)
Request: Can you do a Peter Parker x reader where you are around Peter’s age (1 year older) and a badass avenger with a public identity and best friends with Peter and when is being teased by a bunch of bullies about being a nerd with no girlfriend until he blurts out that you’re his girlfriend and they don’t believe him and tell him to prove it he runs up and kiss you begging you to go along with it
Peter was fucked. That was it. He knew the minute those few words came from his lips that he was eternally fucked.
The boys who sat at the table directly ahead of him had turned around and started pestering him, again. Honestly, at this point in the school year he was used to it, it didn’t bug him like it used to, if anything it was just a nuisance now, a nuisance he’d do anything to get rid of. So that’s why when they started pestering him about having a significant other he flipped and blurted out,
"I’m actually dating someone, you know (Y/N) (Y/L/N), that really cute senior?“ The boys look a him as though he was crazy and at this point Peter think he may be.
"There’s no way you’re dating them,”
"Nope, I totally am,“ Peter leans into his seat, smirking at the boys almost cooly.
"Yeah? Then prove it,” They boys smirk back, making Peters blood run cold.
(Y/N) was his best friend, his partner with shield, they were amazing and understanding but would they understand enough to help him out?
"Go up and kiss them,“ Peter gulps as his eyes travel to (Y/N)’s table where they were valiantly studying for an upcoming graduate test. He knew he shouldn’t disturb them at such a time but before he knew it his feet were carrying him to their table, forcing him to seat and turn to (Y/N) with a hopeful expression.
"Pete, I’m kinda busy right now,” (Y/N) supplies before Peter even has time to open his mouth.
"But (Y/N), it’s really important-“ (Y/N) turns to look at Peter with their best bitch face, a face that sent fear tingling down his spine.
"This better be good or I swear to god I’m going to beat your ass,” Peter sighs as he looks at his hands, twiddling his thumbs a bit as he does.
"Well- so those guys who um-“ Peter didnt want to say bullying, he didn’t want to seem weak around (Y/N). "Those guys I was just talking to,” Peter gestures to the guys behind him, all staring at him intently. “They’ve been mocking me for the last couple of months-”
“they’ve been bullying you?"
"No, that’s not what I said-”
“Do I need to beat them for you?"
"No! God, no, I just need you to kiss me,” (Y/N) stares at Peter with a dumbfounded expression, as though he had just grown a second head or three.
“Are you fucking serious?"
"I know, I know, you can beat my ass later but please, I just need this,” Peter gives (Y/N) his best puppy dog eyes, he even threw in a pout just for good measure.
(Y/N) was seriously contemplating saying no but then they heard the boys snickering and mocking Peter. Gritting their teeth (Y/N) leans forward, cupping Peters cheeks as they connected their lips to his.
His lips were surprisingly soft and sweet and (Y/N) knew It was horrible to think but they wanted more. Plus, Peter wasn’t too bad of a kisser- in fact he was good, maybe a little too good.
(Y/N) pulls away (even if they were reluctant), licking their lips as they look to Peter with half lidded eyes, almost as though they were drunk. Peter looks almost disbelieving himself as he stares at (Y/N), more specifically their lips.
"Was I your first kiss?” (Y/N) asks, cutting the younger boy short. Peter looks a bit sheepish at first, his cheeks dusting a light pink as he looks down at his hands.
“Is it that obvious?” (Y/N) smirks as they hum, casually turning back to their papers to get back to work.
"No,“ Peter looks surprised at this, eyes wide and lips parted. "You’re surprisingly good,” And that was all the information (Y/N) gave Peter before they set back to work, smirking as Peter made his way back to his own table with a new sense of shock and pride.
Q: are you guys friends with any other kpoop groups?
Jiwoo- gugudan Mimi unnie and Boys24 Doha oppa
Somin- twice Jeongyeon, and seventeens Mingyu and Seungkwan are my school juniors
J.Seph- gfriends Sowon
BM- day6 Jae and ladies code
Q: do you guys lurk/look at social media like Reddit and Twitter often to see what fans are thinking/saying?
Somin- yes we do. I look at instagram hashtags. Thank you for always cheering us on.
Q: 1- which of your songs is your favorite? 2- which is you favorite choreography? 3- what are your thoughts on being a co-ed group? 4- whats a musical style do you want to try in the future?
J.Seph 1- don’t recall
Jiwoo 2- the next song thats coming out…I think that choreography will be really awesome
Somin 3- I’m really happy about it because we’re very much like a family. I feel like we have a really great foundation because we have two oppas.
Q: Just wondering…whats your reaction to this gif?
a/n: gif cred to hwasuga
J.Seph- oh it’s cute!
Q: What were your initial thoughts/reactions after seeing how large your international fanbase was? what are some of your favorite songs at the moment?
J.Seph- at first I was flabbergasted. I never even thought about it. I saw a picture of our fans in Brazil waiting in line to buy our tickets and it was so amazing. I don’t know these people but they know me. So i wanted to see who they were so I zoomed in and looked at their faces. (laughs)
Q: how did you guys come to know of r/kpop? do any of you frequent this sub and are there possibly any other kpop stars out there that do?
Somin- out tour manager unnie set it up for us! It’s our first time here!
Q: 1- were you surprised to receive so much attention internationally with your pre-debut singles? 2- BM and J.Seph: did you expect to receive so many singing lines (like in rumor), and do you get nervous when you have to perform them? 3- do you think that having many international fans will continue to make kards music more diverse (like how rumor had a latin sound)? 4- what are some of you favorite western artists or other genres of music to listen to?
J.Seph- I was nervous and excited. I want to show a good side of me but I’m still lacking so much. I tried really hard to do my best.
Jiwoo- there are so many genres that we want ti try right now. I think we will definitely continue to be more diverse when it comes to our sounds.
Somin- Tinashe, Ariana Grande / Jiwoo- Beyonce, Rihanna, Kehlani, Alexander Jean / J.Seph- Little Mix!
Q: 1- will you be continuing the “hidden” concept after officially debuting? 2- is there a different concept or sound you would like to try in the future? 3- were any of you kpop fans before beginning training? if so, what groups? if not, what made you want to become an idol?
J.Seph 1- we’re not sure how we’re going to come out again, but we want to keep releasing good content.
Somin 2- I want to try R&B…but honestly I want to try everything.
Jiwoo 3- I liked TXVQ sunbaenims and BoA sunbaenim. I wasn’t focused on being an idol but I really wanted to do great music in general.
Q: who eats the most? who makes the most jokes?
Jiwoo and Somin together- J.Seph!!!!!!
Q: how many times does BM dab per day?
BM- at least 20
Q: bm what advice can you give to other tall guys who don’t want to look really awkward? also, in the Oh NaNa with fun video your necklace flipped up and nearly chipped your tooth! do you have any other memorable stories that were a result of dancing too hard?
BM- all dudes. short or tall.. own it and swagg out with you got. haha I almost lost a front tooth that day.
Q: 1- which music show do you most look forward to appearing on? 2- with your big international following, you seem to be doing better than other co-ed groups of the past. what unique challenges do you face in korea being a co-ed group? 3- what country are you looking forward to visiting most on your world tour?
2- J.Seph- Dubai / Somin- Europe and I really wanted to go to America…actually I want to go everywhere. / Jiwoo- Dubai / BM- Greece and London…Spain…Chile is dope too
Q: for BM: what were your motivations for pursuing a career in kpop having grown up in LA? did you ever doubt whether it was the right choice, for example following your appearance on kpop
star, and how were you able to bounce back?
BM- definitely had a lot of times where I felt like I should quit..almost did a lot too but I had a lot of good support around me. #blessed
you guys have great chemistry, how long have the four of you trained as a group? 2- co-ed groups are obviously still rare, how did you all react when you found out that you were going to debut together?
1- J.Seph- 5 years / Somin- with the oppas it’s been 5 years / Jiwoo- I joined 6 months ago!
2- J.Seph- at first when I heard it was a co-ed group I was a bit overwhelmed. I saw Somin from such an early age when she was little, but I never thought that I would be in a group with her. It felt so strange, but as we started to practice and come together, it became really great.
Q: BM, please rate the english level of the other members!
BM- 1 being baby. 10 being able to communicate comfortably…j.speh 3, somin 3, jiwoo 3. all pretty similar
Q: when you guys/gals were kids, what did you first want to be when you grow up?
BM- I wanted to be a lawyer
I laughed so much when I saw you dancing “Olha a Onda”, a Brazilian song from the 90s. Knowing that your songs so far evoke latin (and thus Brazilian) beats, is there anything each of you would like to learn about our culture? Foods, drinks, clothing, local music genres, anything?
Jiwoo- I want to learn about the food because I love trying new foods.
Jseph- I heard about Carnival and I really want to go. I also want to learn about samba.
BM! Are you close with Ladies’ Code’s Ashley? What are your favorite things about being in this group and what do you feel about the amount of love you’ve been getting from the international fans?
thats my homegirl fshooooo shoot still super unreal to me.. super humbling and super thankful
BM: Was it hard to make the decision to move to Korea from USA and become an idol? Did your family support you all the way?
didnt know squat about the language and culture before i came so yeah it was a hard decision. yeupp one hunnit percent they supported me
many kpop artists are encouraged to learn new languages. What new language would you want to learn and perform in?
Somin : English… (laughs) And French!
(Jseph says : Bonjour)
Jiwoo: Chinese and Japanese
Regarding your positions as ‘King’ ‘Ace’ etc. were they assigned to you or could you choose which card you wanted to be? Also, can we expect a ‘Queen’ member joining in the future?
Jiwoo - We decided together after a meeting. Somin - I like the black joker though… I don’t think I would fit the other cards.
BM! What’s your favorite bar in LA?
i came to korea before i turned 21 in LA so i havent been able to turn up too much in my hometown yet :[ send me some suggestions!
when did you start getting interested in music?
Jiwoo - When I was around 8 or 9 I wanted to be a singer.
Jseph - When I was 7.
Somin - Probably around junior high.
To BM: Got any workout tips? How did you get so “big” :O
i used to be real hefty. turned all that fat into muscle through dieting.. dieting is 70% workin out is 30%
What are you all most looking forward to during your tour?
Jiwoo: LA, because I am excited to see Matthew oppa’s family!
BM, do you have any advice for someone who is trying to get and stay in shape?
stay strict and have self discipline one your self diet. workout is a MUST stay active
BM how much can you bench press?? I just started so I can barely do 70 ://
i stopped benching after almost snapping my shoulder. i just do flat bench and incline dumbbell presses now
Would you rather fight a horse-sized duck, or 100 duck-sized horses?
BM: horse sized duck
Jiwoo : 100 duck sized horses… I’m scared of birds
So I've read all your Supercorp stuf on ao3 and if you were going to recommend other fics to read what would you recommend?
okey dokey kiddos buckle up. this list includes fics im currently subscribed to and desperately awaiting an update on and fics i have finished but loved. i did a literal rec bc i wasn’t totally sure what you wanted. if i forgot to mention you or your fic i still love you im just poorly organised pls forgive me.
Stargazing and controlling mothers
Warnings: Does Alice Coopers existence count?
notes: Lmao sorry for the long wait but I got hella busy and also sick. what can you do :/ anyways enjoy my PG fluff.
You stared at the ceiling, lost in thought. You were supposed to be doing math homework, but the glow in the dark star stickers that you had superglued to your ceiling in 4th grade were much more interesting. So you stared at your makeshift night sky and thought about everything.
You thought about your sister Polly, and how much you missed her. You thought about Jason Blossom’s death, and how you didn’t miss him. And you thought about your boyfriend, Jughead Jones, and how you really missed him. Your disapproving mother didn’t exactly know you were dating him, and you hadn’t been able to sneak off to see him in the past couple weeks. Everyone else knew, and you wished you could share that part of your life with your mom, but there was no way in hell she’d be okay with you dating the son of a Southside Serpent.
“(y/n)? Are you still awake?” Your sister Betty’s voice came from the other side of your door.
You tore your eyes away from the ceiling and ruffled a hand through your hair, “Yeah Betts, I’m still up. Come on in.” Your door creaked open and Betty walked in. She closed the door behind her and crossed the room to stand next to you. You sat up and nodded, “So, what’s up?” you asked.
Betty smiled sadly before taking a deep breath, “I’ve just been thinking about Polly lately. I mean, I know Mom won’t let us see her. And even if she did, Polly might not even be herself. But I really wish we could, I really miss her.”
You flopped back on your bed, letting out a long sigh. “Yeah I know what you mean. Sometimes I feel like Mom’s trying to erase Polly, She won’t talk about her, won’t let us see her, and I hate it. I hate the whole thing. I miss her. I miss the way things used to be.” Betty laid down next to you, the both of you staring at the star covered ceiling. You sat in silence for awhile. But after a few minutes Betty broke it with a complete subject change. “So, how’s Jughead?”
You grinned, “Good as far as I know. With your recent cheer-bellion Mom’s been cracking down on me with little errands for the newspaper. Trying to keep me busy, I think, so I don’t get any ideas about following in the scandalous footsteps of my sisters.”
Betty laughed lightly, “cheer-bellion?” “Yeah. You know, Cheering-rebellion.” Betty just laughed again.
The next morning you woke up before your alarm and rolled out of bed, your (e/c) eyes still bleary from sleep. You got ready for school quickly and threw your stuff in your bag. You climbed down the stairs and wandered into the kitchen. Betty was eating an apple and studying her history textbook at the kitchen table when you walked in.
“Are you studying at seven am?” “Yes.” “Do you have a test today?” “No.” “You terrify me.” You shuddered jokingly and went to steal a sip of Betty’s orange juice, but she slapped your hand away. “Get your own (y/n)."
You huffed as you grabbed a muffin from the box on the counter. "Nah, gotta get to school. Meeting…people.” Just as you had bit into your muffin, your mom walked in, already dressed for the day and chatting on the phone. “Bye mo
m, I’m heading to school.” You waved before turning to walk out of the room. But Your mother’s voice stopped you.
“Where are you going, Sweetie? School doesn’t start for another hour.” “I’m going early to work in the library for a bit.” You lied easily. You were meeting Jughead early today because you hadn’t been able to see him (other than the short lunch period) for weeks.
You grabbed your bag, muffin in hand, and walked out the front door. You walked to the school with a dorky smile on your face. There was a definite lovestruck idiot vibe coming from you. ____
When you arrived at the school, Jughead was waiting for you at the front doors. There were very few people hanging around the building, most teenagers didn’t show up an hour early to school.
When he spotted you he smiled. “Hey–” Before he could get out a greeting, you gave him a chaste kiss. When you pulled back he had a faint blush on his face, bringing a grin to your face. “I know you have a no PDA rule, but there’s barely any people around so. I feel like it shouldn’t count.” He smirked, “I’ll let it slide this time.”
“Hey, guess who doesnt have newspaper things to do tonight!” You switched the topic to your evening of freedom from your mother’s incessant errands. “Is it some unattainable version of you?” Jughead asked jokingly, but you sensed a tiny hint of sadness behind the teasing tone. “Sorry to disappoint, but it’s just regular me. Shocker, right?” He grinned, “So does this mean I can actually see you tonight?” You nodded while smiling broadly.
You and Jughead sat and chatted for about half an hour until the school was overrun with your classmates. You stood up to head inside, “I’ll see you at lunch?” Jughead asked. You grinned and nodded in confirmation. Then you went inside and headed towards your locker. ____
Later that day you opened your front door, immediately heading for your room, But before you could get even to the stairs, your mom stopped you. And she did not look happy.
“(y/n), are you dating the Jones boy?”
You froze and internally cursed. “What?” you asked, blindsided by her question. Your mother held up Betty’s Diary and fixed you with a stern glare. Dammit. You knew she had been reading that fucking thing. “You are aren’t you? You know how I feel about him! (y/n), I don’t think you should see him anymore.“
"I am not going to stop seeing my boyfriend just because you can’t get past who his father is!” Your temper was flaring. You crossed your arms, giving her a defiant glare. She rubbed her temples. “(y/n), I just want what’s best for you–” You cut her off, “No, you want what’s best for you.” Your tone was cold and clipped.
She could control everything else, you didn’t care. You would not let her control this. Alice Cooper was not going to stop you from seeing Jughead Jones. You readjusted your bag on your shoulder and stormed back out the front door. ____
You showed up at the Twilight Drive, completely pissed and on the verge of tears. You knew Jughead was working that night and he was the only person you wanted to see right now.
You knocked on the door to the little projector building, tears threatening to spill from your (e/c) eyes. Jughead opened the door, looking somewhat annoyed. His face immediately softening when he saw it was you, and not some unhappy drive-in patron. You didn’t say anything and just wrapped your arms around him, burying your face into his shoulder. Your breathing was shaky and unsteady from the overwhelming wave of emotions you were experiencing. Jughead put his arms around your waist slowly. “(y/n)? What are you doing here?” Jughead asked you, his voice laced with concern. You mumbled something into his shoulder, nearly impossible for him to understand.
You untangled yourself from Jughead’s arms and looked up at him. “She said she didn’t want me to see you anymore.” Jughead sighed. “We both knew that was coming.” “Yeah, well…it’s not like I ever had any intention of listening. She can control whatever else she likes, but not this. Not us.” You closed your eyes and exhaled heavily. You didnt want to fight with your mom, didn’t want to wish she was someone else, but that’s just how it was. “Can I hang out here for a bit? I don’t really want to go home right now.”
Jugheads lips quirked up a bit at the corners and he nodded. You smiled and climbed up the chain link fence before twisting and pulling yourself onto the roof of the pink projector building. Jughead’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. Even he had never thought of doing that.
He followed you up and sat next to you, the movie screen illuminating the whole lot. There were a few scattered cars around, but most people didn’t see movies on weekdays. “So, where’d you learn to do that?” Jughead asked as you leaned back, staring at the stars overhead. You grinned.
“When I was 9, I had no friends other than Betty and Polly. This was around the time Betty had a bit of a phase about her little sister hanging around. Although, I think that was ‘cuz she didnt want me tagging along with her and Archie. And Polly had her own friends. So I was alone most of the time. So I got bored a lot and used to sneak over the fence and onto the roof here so I could watch whatever was playing without being caught. Mom wouldn’t pay for me to come here whenever anything she deemed inappropriate was playing, which was pretty much everything. So I had to get creative.”
Jughead snorted, “I guess we were both pretty adept at getting in here without being caught.” There was a trace of bitterness in his words. He got that whenever he talked about anything even remotely relating to his family. You put your hand on top of his in an attempt to comfort him.
Jughead shook his head slightly as the movie credits rolled in the distance. “I’m okay. I just need to go take the reel out of the projector.” He lowered himself of the roof as you watched the people in cars pack up and drive off. You heard the chain link fence rattling as Jughead appeared back on the roof, laying down next to you. You put your head on his chest and stared up at the night sky. “Don’t you have to go home?” Jughead asked, his chest rising and falling steadily beneath you.
You closed your eyes and smiled, “Probably.” But you didn’t move. You didn’t want to go home, not yet anyways. You couldn’t say how long you and Jughead stayed like that, just watching the stars in comfortable silence. And pretty soon you fell asleep, your hands intertwined and your head still on his chest. ___
The next morning you were woken up by someone calling your name. “(Y/N)!?” you sat bolt upright and glanced around, Betty was wandering around the drive in calling your name. You almost had a heart attack when you realized it was morning. You stood up and waved your arms to get bettys attention. “Betty! hey!” Jughead stirred at the sound of your voice, While Betty headed towards the building.
“What’s happening?” Jughead asked groggily. “I’m going to die. That’s what’s happening.” You ran a hand through your hair and laughed ruefully. Your mother may actually kill you.
You and Jughead climbed down the fence and Betty grabbed you in a bear hug. “No one knew where you were and no one could get ahold of you! We thought you were dead! There’s a murderer running around!” Betty scolded you angrily. You checked your phone and the screen was black, signalling it was dead. “Oops?” You offered sheepishly.
Jughead leaned against the building and watched Betty scold you. “Oops?! Mom is ACTUALLY going to kill you this time!” Betty grabbed your hand and tried to drag you while texting with her other hand, letting everyone know you were okay. You tugged your hand out of her grasp and walked back to where Jughead was standing.
“If this is truly my end, I love you Jughead Jones the Third.” You grinned, an overly dramatic tone in your voice. You kissed his cheek and ran back to where Betty was standing. He was frozen with shock. That was the first time either of you had said I love you.
“What?” You asked innocently. Betty laughed lightly, even though she was still beyond angry with you. Your mom’s car pulled up and Betty leaned over to you. “Any last words?”
You would’ve laughed if you weren’t so terrified. “Totally Worth it.”
(A/N): YOU GUYS I LOVE PREWAR BUCKY SO MUCH (please send me more prewar requests, I’m begging you)
Request:Hey 👋🏻 ❤ So could I request a 40’s Bucky x reader?the reader is very shy and a friend of Peggy. Bucky is the ladies man. One night they all went to a party and Bucky asked the reader out as a bet she said yes and they became a couple. Bucky begins to fall in love with the reader. After a while she discovers by accident about the bet and her heart got broken. Bucky does not give up on her and tries to win her back! With a happy ending,angst and fluff!! Thank you love you 💛💙
Bucky was bored, Steve was bored but Peggy was having the time of her life. The three of them were out celebrating the end of the war, the fact they were still alive; In fact, it seemed everyone was out celebrating their win. The bar was crammed full of men and women, all dancing and drinking, having a jolly good time, everyone except Bucky and Steve. Peggy had had one too many drinks and she was content to talk the entire night away, boring both men into a light sleep. The only thing that woke them up was when Steve accidentally let his head slip out of his hands and he smacked the table, jolting both men awake. Bucky looked around in shock, before looking at Steve who was now rubbing at his red forehead. Bucky snickered softly, shaking his head but his laughter immediately died when his eyes caught something lingering at the entrance.
A young girl, around Peggy’s age, was standing at the entrance to the bar, looking rather anxious. Immediately she perked up as she looked in his direction. Bucky thought she was smiling at him but he quickly realized he was wrong when Peggy jumped up and rushed over to her to hug her.
"(Y/N), you’re here!“
"I wouldn’t miss out on the chance to see you,” She smiled gently, showcasing her beautiful smile.
Bucky looks at the two interacting for quite some time, entrance with (Y/N) but a quick tap to his shoulder quickly snapped him out of his trance.
“I’ve got a dare for you,” Steve smirks coolly as he folds his arms over his chest. “I’ll give you a hundred bucks if you go and ask her out,” Bucky looks at him, furrowing his brows.
"Okay…what’s the catch?“
"You have to date her for more than four months,”
“no,” Bucky shakes his head, folding his arms over his chest. “No way, do you know how many days that is that I’d have to go without kissing some cute blonde?” Steve chuckles, shrugging his shoulders.
“What about two hundred?” Bucky purses his lips in thought, humming softly as Peggy and (Y/N) approach the table, still talking to each other animatedly.
"Fine two hundred dollars,“ Steve chuckles as he leans back into his seat, closing his eyes once again.
"Guess you’re gonna be out of two hundred dollars in a month,"
"Whatever,” Bucky growls to Steve as Peggy and (Y/N) sit down.
"Steven, James, this (Y/N), a friend of mine,“
"Hello,” Steve answers politely, giving (Y/N) a soft smile. Bucky on the other hand was going to be more flirtatious, he did have to win a bet after all.
“Heya doll,” Bucky leans forward, smiling at (Y/N) smugly. The poor girl blushed madly, her entire face red as Bucky looked at her.
"Hi,“ (Y/N) replies quietly, her eyes glued to their hands as she does so. She was shy, Bucky loved the shy ones.
"She recently moved to Brooklyn-"
"Good choice cutie,” Bucky winked at her and Bucky swore he’d never seen a face redder than hers. It was…cute. Most women were throwing themself at his feet, batting their eyelashes and acting all sorts of sweet and innocent but for once Bucky thought he’d found a girl who actually was what all those women pretended to be. She seemed so genuinely moved by his compliments, as though no one had ever called her cute nicknames or told her how cute she was.
Oh, Bucky was going to have fun with this one.
The “party” had dragged by painfully slow, with Peggy still rambling and (Y/N) occasionally breaking the constant talking with small input here and there. Every now and then Bucky would throw a compliment her way, a ‘your hair is looking fantastic’, or maybe a little something like 'Thats one hell of a dress’. E very time he so much looked her way she ended up blushing madly but nonetheless it always brought a small smile to her rosy cheeks.
Around 10 Peggy finally crashed, quite literally too. She was slowly talking one second and then the next she was fast asleep. Steve picked her up and carried her home, leaving Bucky and (Y/N) all alone. He was of course going to walk her home, what kind of a man would he be if he didnt? And truthfully he was actually looking forward to some one on one time with (Y/N), she seemed beyond nice and Bucky wanted to get to know her more.
“(Y/N)’s a gorgeous name,” Bucky states as he walks along, hands shoved in his pockets. Even in the dim lighting of Brooklyn he could see (Y/N)’s wild blush. “And that blush is pretty cute too,” Bucky smirks as (Y/N) cracks a wide smile, hanging her head to hide jus how much of an effect his words had on her. “So (Y/N), you got a man of your own?"
"Um no,” (Y/N) whispers, cheeks burning once again.
"No?“ Bucky asks dumbfoundedly. "That’s- no- that’s not possible, how can someone like you not be datin’ anyone?” (Y/N) shrugs, her ever present smile still there.
"I’m really quiet, guess that’s not something men these days like,“
"I like it,” Bucky supplies rather quickly. “Shy gals are the cutest,"
"Seems like you’re the only man on the face of the earth who thinks like that,”
“Good,” Bucky smirks a bit, “more for me,” (Y/N) smiles, a wide toothy thing that had Bucky’s heart fluttering just a bit. “So (Y/N), I was wonderin’ if maybe you’d like to go out on a date sometime, I get if you don’t want to but you seem really nice and I’d love to get to know ya more,” (Y/N) looks at Bucky with a shocked expression, eyes wide and lips parted.
“Are- are you serious?"
"Hell yeah I’m serious,” Bucky smiles at her widely.
"You’re not lying to me?“
"No doll,” Bucky stops walking, turning to face her immediately. “I’m bein’ dead serious, I’d love to take you out for some dinner some time, maybe see a movie, go feed the ducks, whatever the hell you wanna do,” (Y/N) blushes once again but we smile is much brighter and bigger than he had ever seen it.
"I’d love that,“ Bucky sighs gratefully, internally chanting and rooting himself on. In five months he was going to have a nice stack of two hundred dollars in his hand…
Well- Bucky had fucked up
Royally, what had supposed to be nothing more than a stupid bet had quickly turned into something more. Bucky quickly realized what a gem in the rough he’d found, (Y/N) was unlike any other girl he’d ever met. She was abnormally sweet, so caring, beyond adorable, and not to mention the most hilarious person he’d ever met.
After having spent a couple of years with the military he was used to strong language, crude jokes but what he heard from (Y/N) completely topped anything he hear in the army. It was a huge surprise when one day whilst (Y/N) was cooking a meal for the two of then he quite suddenly heard a loud crash followed by (Y/N)’s feminine voice yelling a short but consice "Fuck!” Bucky didnt think he had laughed that hard in his entire life. But Bucky quickly learned that (Y/N) also had a bit of a feisty side. She was bound and determined to do everything herself, she didn’t need help doing a single thing. While most women would expect him to do everything (Y/N) would most likely punch him if he even thought about doing a single thing for her. She was different and Bucky loved that.
It didn’t take him long to realize just how screwed he was. A month of dating each other and he realized he was in love. The damn idiot had actually fallen in love. Now, it was the five month mark and Bucky was as anxious for it as he could be. He couldn’t accept Steve’s money now, not after falling in love with (Y/N) and he sure as hell had to tell her about the bet, how horrible would it be of him to not to do so? He’d be the worst boyfriend on the face of the earth but whenever he tried to he’d choke up and refuse to tell her. But now he had really done it.
He had meant to tell her that night but then things went a little….sidewards and now he was laying in (Y/N)’s bed, butt fucking naked as he held a sleeping (Y/N). Her skin was still slightly sweaty from precious activities but if he even dared pulled away she’d begin to shiver and whine in her sleep so Bucky stayed by her side, holding her as close as humanly possible.
He’d tell her later, after she woke up. He’d make her a nice breakfast (even though she’d probably beat him for it), he try to explain it as nicely as he could and hope for the best.
“Wait…” (Y/N) looks at him, her eyes brimming with tears. “Are you- are you being serious?” Her tone was meek and quiet, just like the tone she usually had around anyone but him. Bucky sighs, his stomach twisted up in knots as he nods.
"Yeah, yeah I am,“
"I was just- I was just a bet to you?” (Y/N) squeaks, her voice breaking as her tears threatened to spill over.
It physically made Bucky sick to see (Y/N) hurting, especially because of him. He’d never seen her cry and the idea that he was the cause of these fresh tears made his heart ache.
"In the beginning yes but as soon as I took you on that first date I realized that you meant more than that-“ Bucky stops when (Y/N) sniffles, a single tear rolling down her beautiful cheeks. "Doll, I promise-” Bucky reached out to wipe the tear away but his hand froze in mid air as (Y/N) abruptly stood up, tears now freely sliding down her cheeks, turned on her heel and marched to Bucky’s front door. She grabbed her jacket and hand bag, not even giving Bucky a second glance as she did so.
"(Y/N), doll, I promise it’s not like that anymore-“
"Two hundred dollars?” (Y/N) looks at him, her beautiful lips trembling. “Two hundred dollars is all I mean to you?” Bucky’s heart aches, it hurts so fucking much and all he wants to do is reach out and hold (Y/N), comfort her and convince her that she meant the world to him. But before he could even open his mouth to respond (Y/N) slammed the door shut, leaving Bucky all alone in his apartment.
Bucky immediately ran to Steve’s place, damn well knowing that Peggy was probably there as well. His fist best upon the door loudly, he panted from the exertion of running god knows how many blocks, and his eyes burned with unshed tears. Immediately the door opened, revealing a rather dishelved looking Steve.
"Buck, uh- I’m kinda busy right now-“
"Yeah, I can see that,” Bucky grumbles as he marches into Steve’s apartment, ignoring Steve’s cries not to. Bucky completely ignored the fact that Peggy was laying naked on the couch, a blanket wrapped around her body as she looked at Bucky in disappointment. “I fucked up Steve, I fucked up so bad,"
"What? What’d you do?” Steve asks as he slams the front door shut, obviously unhappy with the way things were turning out. “I told (Y/N) about the bet,”
"you- you- you fucking idiot! Why the hell would you do that?“
"I thought she deserved to know!"
"God Bucky, what kind of an idiot does something like that?”
"Wait-” Peggy raises a hand, silencing both boys. “What bet?” Both men sigh in disappointment, knowing that Peggy would beat both their asses for what they did.
"That day in the bar, the day we returned home,“
"Yes,” Peggy nods, acknowledging the memory.
"Well I told Bucky that if he could date (Y/N) for a solid five months I’d give him two hundred dollars,“ Peggy looks between the two of them, dumbfounded, and even a bit hurt. The room is silent for far too long, no one says a word as Peggy sits there brewing in her anger. Both of the boys nearly cowered in fear, waiting for Peggy to snap and bite their heads off.
"You two-” Peggy whispers quietly, “Are the biggest dicks on the face of this earth!” Peggy chucks a pillow their way, cursing both of them to hell and back. “I can’t believe you’d do that!"
"I know,” Bucky cowers in fear as Peggy continues to throw pillows. “We were stupid!"
"I ought to get up and beat you to a bloody pulp, both of you!"
"Or you can help me fix this with (Y/N)!”
"Why should I you heartless prick?“
"Because I love her, okay! I love her more than I’ve ever loved anything in this world and I can’t- I can’t lose her,” Peggy finally settles down, looking at Bucky with a now much softer gaze. “I want to fix this, I want (Y/N) to know how much I love her.” Peggy sighs softly as she readjusts her blanket, pulling it up her body a little higher.
“She’s not going to be easy to win back, she’s sensitive and she likes to hold a grudge,” Bucky nods, sighing in defeat. “But I know you can win her back James,” Peggy smiles softly, “Plus with a little help from me you’ll be golden,” Bucky smiles, sighing in relief.
“Oh thank you so much Peggy, I can’t thank you enough,"
"You can thank me by getting out of here, I’ll come buy Tommorrow to figure something out, okay?” Bucky nods as he runs a hand through his hair, gripping the strands gently.
With Peggy’s help he actually had a chance at winning (Y/N) back, there was a glimmer of hope for him. He just hoped that he hadn’t hurt (Y/N) too much, he hoped it wasn’t too late to repair what they had.
"She loves the stars,“
"Yeah, I know that Pegs,”
"I know that too,”
"She loves to read-“
"Peggy, this is all shit I already know-”
“She likes red wine too,”
“How is this going to help me at all?”
“Just combine them all together,” Peggy sighs, shaking her head. “A night under the stars, some chocolate and red wine, pick up a book for her,"
"Peggy, Brooklyn is covered in snow, how am I supposed to-”
"Stark has been working on this machine, more like a room really. Find (Y/N), tell her you’ll pick her up at six, I’ll give you directions to the place, you just show up with your stuff and I’ll have everything ready,“
Bucky was a bit reluctant to agree, after all, what if Peggy screwed him over for making the bet? But this was the best plan he had right now so he had to roll with it even if his gut feeling was telling him it was a bad idea.
Bucky rapped his knuckles against (Y/N)’s door, sighing shakily as he awaited an answer.
"Go away,” (Y/N)’s voice was soft, full of insecurity.
"(Y/N), please just open up,“
"Are you here to rub two hundred dollars in my face?”
“No, I’m here to ask you on a date-”
“a date? Are you serious?”
“Please (Y/N), just open up so I can talk to you,”
“Why should I?”
“Please (Y/N),” Bucky rests his forehead against the cold wood door, sighing as he does. “I’m beggin’ ya doll,” Bucky could hear (Y/N) sigh softly and not a moment afterwards the door swung open, revealing a rather worn down looking (Y/N). Her eyes were puffy and red from crying, her hair was a mess, and the only piece of clothing around her body was an old robe. Even now Bucky found her stunning.
“Yeah,” Bucky nods, trying to tear his eyes away from (Y/N)’s gorgeous form.
“I’ve picked some stuff up and I’ve got something special planned for us,”
“Do I have to dress up?” Bucky smiles a bit, shaking his head as he does.
“Of course not, wear whatever you want,”
“…when do we leave?”
“Six,” (Y/N) sighs, resting her head against the doorframe. “I know I hurt you,” Bucky looks at his feet, shame flooding through his system. “It was stupid to even have the bet, I shouldn’t have done that to you and I’m so sorry (Y/N)-”
“It’s okay,” (Y/N) shrugs, “Guess it was the only way someone would ever want to date me-”
“No doll,” Bucky takes a step forward to hold her, just like he usually did when she was hurting but this time he stopped himself, deciding against it. “That’s not true,”
“that’s why you dated me, right? Had it not been for the bet you wouldn’t even be with me right now, would you?”
“I don’t- I don’t know doll,” Bucky sighs, looking down to his hands once again.
“Yeah…that’s what I thought,” Both of them fall silent for a bit, just staring at the ground, each one biting back their own words and feelings, too scared to share them at such a vulnerable moment. “I’ll be ready at 5:45,” (Y/N) finally speaks, their voice so quiet Bucky had to strain to hear it. “You can come pick me up then,” Bucky nods, sighing shakily as he does,
“Sounds good,” He gave (Y/N) a gentle smile but it didn’t quite reach his eyes like it usually did. (Y/N) smiles back, mirroring his expression as she murmurs okay and gently closes the door, leaving Bucky all alone on their doorstep.
Well, she had said yes, that was a start.
As promised Bucky was there at 5:45, knocking on (Y/N)’s door gently. Immediately it swung open, revealing the girl herself and holy shit- she damn near took Bucky’s breath away. She wasn’t dressed in anything extravagant, just a simple floral dress, she didn’t even have a lick of makeup on and Bucky still thought she looked far more beautiful than any other woman he’d laid eyes on.
“You look amazing,” Bucky whispers, his eyes unashamedly raking over (Y/N)’s form. A slight blush rise to her cheeks, the same blush that made Bucky fall in love and suddenly he felt like he was on his first date all over again.
“Thank you,” (Y/N) whispers all shy and timidly, making Bucky’s heart flutter lightly.
“I uh- I’d ask to hold your hand but I think you’d break my hand if I did,” Bucky smiles sheepishly as he and (Y/N) make their way down the steps and out onto the open streets. Wordlessly (Y/N) clasps Bucky’s hand in her own, giving it a soft squeeze, a reassuring squeeze. Even when she was mad at him she could help but give into the affection, Bucky loved it. Bucky smiles happily as he guides (Y/N) along, his thumb smoothing circles into her skin as they walked along, venturing further and further away from civilization.
“Uh- you’re not taking me out here to murder me, are you?” (Y/N) chuckles nervously, looking at the abandoned streets and overpowering weeds in fear. “Of course not,” Bucky chuckles. “I’ve just got something special, that’s all,”
“Is it murder? I bet it’s murder,”
“It’s not murder,” Bucky chuckles a bit. “I promise,”
“Well, what’s in the box?” (Y/N) gestures to the small bag Bucky carried in his free hand. It was full of all the materials Peggy told him to bring, chocolate, wine, a good book all he needed was Starks facility and hopefully he was good to go…hopefully…
The place Peggy had given him the directions to was…run down to put it lightly. It was a crumbling buidling in some old lot, one that barely looked inhabitable but Bucky didnt doubt Peggy, never did and never would.
“This is the surprise?” (Y/N) asks in disbelief.
“It’s on the inside,” Bucky mutters, biting his lip as he took a few steps towards the building. He trusted Peggy, he trusted Peggy, he trusted Peggy, he trusted-
Bucky stops as he enters the building, his eyes roaming around the interior in shock. It was full of stars- not exaggerating. The entire interior was space, he could see all the planets, every star, every little speck of dust in the universe was in this room.
(Y/N) trails not too far behind, her eyes wide as she stepped in as well. If Bucky thought that was cool it became magnificent when suddenly the stars and planets began to move, orbiting as though they were actually in space.
“Bucky-” (Y/N)’s voice is quiet, full of surprise as she looks around. She trails off however as they reach out, touching a small star close to them. The thing moved to her hand, sitting there as though an actual fucking star was made to fit in her hand.
“You like stars, don’t'cha?” Bucky asks as he gently tugs (Y/N) along, to a small spot in the middle of the room. There was already a blanket there (Thanks Peggy) and Bucky sat down, pulling (Y/N) alongside him. She looked around in awe, her eyes twinkling in a way Bucky had never seen before. She looked so beatiful, so full I happiness and curiosity that Bucky wished he could just live in this moment forever, just to watch (Y/N) smiles the way she was smiling. “I also- uh- have some chocolate and wine,” Bucky pulls the two Items out, setting them down on the blanket for (Y/N) to take. “And I know you love poetry and love so-” Bucky chuckles as he pulls out some poetry book he had found at the store. It was chuck full of cheesy romance poems and he knew (Y/N) would simply eat up.
“You did all this for me?” (Y/N) asks softly, her eyes brimming with tears as she looks at Bucky. Bucky nods, smiling at her so sweetly and so lovingly he was surprised he didn’t develop diabetes.
“Yeah I did, with a little help from some friends,” (Y/N) smiles, her eyes watering even more as she pounces forward, wrapping Bucky up In a warm, tight hug.
“Thank you so much,” She whispers as she nuzzles into his neck, breathing in deeply.
Bucky wraps his arms around (Y/N)’s waist, sighing softly as he finally- finally held her. It felt so good to have her back in his arms, it had only been a few days but even that had been too much for him.
“Anything for you doll,” Bucky whispers as he kisses the tip of (Y/N)’s ear, a small action that she loved dearly. “I’m so sorry about the bet, I promise you mean so much more to me than some stupid money. The thought of hurting you the way I did makes me sick, I don’t want you to ever think I don’t love you, because I do, I love you so fucking much (Y/N) and I wish I had told you sooner,” Bucky rants as he rubs his nose against (Y/N)’s pulse point, her heartbeat soothing him slightly.
“I love you too Bucky,” (Y/N) smiles at Bucky, her cheeks now wet with tears. “I love you so much,” Without any hesitation she leans forward, connection her lips with Bucky’s.
It felt so good to be kissing her, to be able to feel her and hold her, it felt so amazing to know that she knew that he loved her, what was even better was knowing she loved him back. Bucky and (Y/N) loved each other, that’s all that mattered.
Bucky pulls (Y/N) a little closer, kisses her a little deeper, a little more passionately, a little more sensually-
“As cute as this moment is,” Howard Stark’s voice blares through the room, breaking the two lovers apart. “I’d like to remind you two not to have sex inside here, I don’t need your bodily fluids all over my experiment, thanks,”
au where isak is moving out and even’s the guy who helps with that/taking his stuff to his new place and while theyre outside packing into the car, isak hears a familiar voice greet him and he freezes and turns around and its julian, his ex, holding another boy’s hand and isak screams inside but puts on a smile “hey julian. what are you doing here?” and julian looks at his boyfriend, “we’re on a house hunt. moving in together” and isak clenches his jaw bc fuck that, THEY were supposed to do that months ago before they broke up. then he looks back at isak “and you? moving out?” and isak panics and doesnt think twice about what he’s saying, “yeah actually im moving out to move in with my boyfriend” and he wishes he could take it back or just run but he stands still and julians like “boyfriend?” and isak wants to wipe that smirk off his face, “where is he then?” and then isak hears the car door close and then even is walking towards them with a smile, work finished, and isak just. “here.” and even stands next to isak and is looking between him and julian, “hm?” and isaks like “this is even, my boyfriend. im moving in with him”
Summary :You die while being on a mission with the team. At least , that’s what you thought. What happens when you suddenly wake up alive ? What do you do now? & how will the team handle the news after thinking you’ve been dead for months?
Warnings : swearing, angst, violence , fluff( tiny, tiny bit for now).
Pairing, (so far) : Avengers x reader, Steve Rogers x Reader, Bucky Barnes x Reader( No permanent pairing yet!) * Bold is readers thoughts, & italics are memories. *
Chaper One The sound of constant beeping fills your ears . You finally open your eyes to take in your surroundings ;You see the clean white walls, the heart monitors next to you, and the IV pole that seems to be attached to you. Where the hell am I . How the fuck am I alive ? You think back to the last thing you remember .
You were standing besides Bucky , fighting off hydra agents. You two banter back and forth , about how this is out of you range. How you belong behind a desk back at the tower. He wasn’t wrong, up until 5 minutes ago you were just a lab tech/hacker for the team, you were shy and kept to yourself mostly . You were good with computers, so they asked you for help on this mission to hack into a Hydra base’s security feed. One thing led to another, and the team ended up being severely outnumbered. You grabbed a spare weapon out of the jet you were hiding on , then made your way out to help Barnes. Everything went fine, until Steve came to you guys. You always had feelings for Steve Rogers, but your relationship was horribly platonic. You never bothered to act on your feelings, the fear of rejection stopping you every time. Steve was leading you back to the jet, when you had an eerie feeling of being watched. You turned around spotting an agent on a low roof, his gun aiming right at Steve. Before you comprehend what you’re doing, you throw yourself in front of Steve, yelling out a warning. The agent made his move, releasing numerous shots but missing his main target. You feel intense pain tingle through you, you look down , seeing several bullet holes through your abdomen. You hit the ground next to Steve with a thud. Your hands fly to your wounds , you feel your blood coating them as you try to apply pressure. Steve is immediately at your side along with Bucky. Their words are barely registering in your head, you can feel the blood loss taking its toll . Steve has you cradled in his lap , hugging you to him asking you to hold on .
You slowly lift your hand to cup his cheek, pulling his eyes to yours. “ I’d do it over again if I had to Steve. I -” he cuts you off.
“ Y/n, don’t you’re going to make it, the medical team is -”
“ I’m not going to make it , & that’s okay “ Your speech is slurring and your vision is fading to black . “ It’s okay because I Love You.” The blackness completely takes over your vision.
So how the hell am I alive? Please tell me Hydra didn’t frankenstein my body . Oh God i’m going to be sick . What if -
Your thought are cut off by who you assume to be your doctor walking in , with a shield logo on his scrubs.
“ You’re awake ! That’s great Miss Y/n, I thought it would take at least another month or two. You really are a fighter. “ he chuckles while scribbling something on a clipboard.
“ Who the hell are you , and where the hell am I. How am I alive, this isn’t plausible -”
“ Miss , someone is coming to explain everything to you shortly now that you are awake. What I can tell you is that your are safe, in a SHIELD medical house that treats people with similar situations as yours.” Similar situations? People that are suppose to be dead?
“ You mean people that died on duty ? What the hell kind of place -” You’re cut off by a new ,familiar voice. Son of a Bitch .
“ Stand down Miss Y/n , the doctor only did as he was ordered.
“ Fury, you son of a bitch.” Anger boils in your body .
“ I dont think the Captain would like to hear such language coming out of a ladies mouth Y/n .”
“ You sick son of a bitch , who the hell are you to play God ! I was dead, I shouldn’t be here . What the hell did you do to me ?!” You shout at him .
“ Calm down Y/n, it was the same procedure we applied to other agents that ‘died’ . You just happen to wake up a hell of a lot sooner, seems your body wasn’t as willing to die as you were.”
“ That’s not a good enough explanation Nick . This is going against Nature, i want -“
" You cant just say thank you, can you? ” he sighs before adding ,“ You received the same procedure Coulson had.” he confesses. Anger starts radiating through you , you were part of the research team on that procedure, T.A.H.I.T.I . It was barely out of the experimental phase the last time you saw it .
“ You didnt have permission to do this Nick, what if I didnt want this , huh? You unwillingly brought me back , with a program that was still considered experimental! For all you know I could have been in fucking Heaven !” You growl . You rip out your IV , and try to stand. As soon as one of your feet hits the ground, you know you’re not stable enough.
“ T.A.H.I.T.I is safer than it was when you decided to leave the project. It’s not 100% fixed, but its a hell of a lot better than being dead. We had permission from your emergency contact , no one was ready to let you go yet .” He gives you a hard look . Your emergency contact was your bestfriend, Giana, she moved to New York a year after you did . You’ve been bestfriends almost your entire life, she ended up moving in with you when she came to New York .
“ Oh my God,” She didnt even cross your mind since you’ve been awake.
“ She’s being called down here now. You’ve been out for a few months Y/n , Giana had to sign a confidentiality agreement, but she gave us the right to revive you .” Tears are freely flowing from your eyes, How could I not think of her . What the hell is wrong with me. Then the team crosses your mind, specifically Steve. Sure you got along with the entire team , but you spent more time with Steve, Bucky and Sam .
"Does the team know?” barely a whisper slides through your lips.
Fury nods his head no , “ There is time and place to tell them ,and it isn’t now. Giana should be here soon, and there’s a someone else you should meet after you speak with her. Be grateful Y/n, not everyone is given this second chance.” You almost wish that he’d say you weren’t allowed to tell them . Well , this is going to be one hell of an awkward reunion.
He goes to leave, but you stop him .“ Why me, Nick? I’m not a superhero with powers, or even a real agent. I’m a lab technician, and barely that . I was an intern Stark took a lucky chance on .” It really doesn’t make sense to you , you weren’t anything special, just a regular girl.
“ You fit all the criteria, and according to Stark , you are one hell of a lab tech . Maybe now you can be something more. T.A.H.I.T.I only exists in SHIELD because of the risks, you are required to stay with us for the time being. You’re a liability until we perform the remaining tests to check your stability. When you are in full health , you will be assessed& trained as what is deemed fit, whether it’s a field agent, or lab tech . Things are about to change, hopefully for the better.”
It was almost 2 hours before Giana shows up , you spent the time in between thinking through things .What did they tell my family about what happened to me? This is so fucking unnatural. Fucking SHIELD.
The door flings open, revealing a distraught Giana . Her eyes are red and still leaking tears. You don’t hold in yours, letting them stream down your face as you lock eyes with your bestfriend.
“ Hey Gi.” You whisper, before you know it , shes bolting towards you on the hospital bed. You wrap your arms around each other , just crying . Tears are still dripping from both of you , but the loud sobs quieted down.
She breaks the silence ,“ What the hell were you thinking ?”
Oh God, here comes the yelling. Her voice is laced with anger, confusion, & sadness. She pulls her head out of your neck to connect her eyes to yours.
“ I wasn’t thinking, I just -”
“ OBVIOUSLY YOU WEREN’T FUCKING THINKING..” she yelled. You wince at the tone, and the fact that she’s right next to you , but yelling like you’re across a parking lot. A sob comes out of her and she buries herself in your neck again.
“ You left me Y/n, you were gone. You left me alone, and I didnt know what to fucking do . “ Her voice is soft, what she says brings you back to tears. You embrace her tighter, laying your head on hers.
“ I’m so sorry , im so so so sorry . I can’t imagine what you went through. I didnt think ,i just automatically pushed Steve out of the way . I just , I dont know .” You feel her nod before she speaks up,
“ You know, you told him you love him”
“ Thanks for reminding me ,dick .” You both let out a laugh , not breaking your embrace. The rest of her visit consists of her telling your what’s been happening the past few months. You’ve spent 90% of your life together so far, the thought of being apart breaks you. Your heart breaks as she tells you how it was while she was alone. In your mind, you find your relationship with Giana to be as indestructible as Steve and Bucks. She tells you that your parents were informed them that you were sent on a trip to Europe, to take care of some business over there last minute. You didn’t even want to know what they were going to say if T.A.H.I.T.I ended up not working. You push the thought out of your mind. When she leaves, it’s a painful goodbye. You reassure her that you’ll be right here when she comes back for another visit. When the door shuts behind her , you sink back down into the bed .You sigh, feeling exhaustion over take you . You let your eyes flutter shut, pulling you into a deep sleep.
When you wake up, you see it’s still dark outside . The light from the tv was illuminating the room, making you squint your eyes. Weird , I didnt turn it on who di-
You’re cut off by a blur of blue ,followed by gust of wind entering your room. Your eyes widen , and look to the chair next to your bed. Your mouth drops open in disbelief .NO FUCKING WAY .
Your eyes land on a guy about your age, with platinum blonde hair, and piercing blue eyes. You recognize him immediately from the pictures in Wanda’s room .
He sends you a smirk before speaking, “ Well good morning sleeping beauty , i’m Pie-”
“ Pietro Maximoff ?” It comes out as a question, mainly because you can’t believe your eyes. Wanda’s clearly not dead brother was sitting in front you, with a sly grin on his face.
It’d been four months of dates. At first it was just for fun. And that was fine. You’d started dating him only to appease Natasha and Bucky. They had both sworn Steve liked you, was attracted to you. “Just give him a chance!” They had told you over and over again. But now… now Captain Steve Rogers was your boyfriend. And there was something about him that made him grow on you everyday. He was kind and gentlemanly and handsome and you liked him, a lot. And if you didn’t know yourself, you’d say you were falling for him. But neither of you were ready for that.
Today was another date. It was going to be more fun for you than him, you were sure. Shopping. Most of the time, you would have taken Natasha or just gone alone, but Steve insisted on the quality time. He’d been gone on a few missions with Bucky and Sam lately. And as much as you loved being a part of missions, you chose to hang back. It might be weird to now take orders from the guy you were sleeping with on the regular.
You two would be watching tv and you’d be resting your head on his lap, and that’s when you’d take a bite out of his thigh. He’d playfully smack your head(nothing too hard).
“Jagi, why’d you bite me?”
“Hm? what do you mean? I didn’t bite you.”
From then on, he’d keep an eye on you.
Sehun would be in the kitchen grabbing something to eat, when you’d peak your head from the threshold to see what he was doing. When his back was turned, you sneak up behind him and bite his arm and run off like you didn’t do it.
“You have one more time to try something like that, and I’m coming for you.”
Suho would act like you hurt him because let’s face it, he loves to joke around even though half the time he’s not funny at all.
“What, do you sharpen your teeth?”
baekhyun wouldn’t really be amused. Instead, he’d just be wondering why you did that. He’d look at you like you were weird when in reality he does the same thing to you.
As soon as you bit Lay, you’d look in the opposite direction once he looked at you. You’d try to keep a straight face, but the longer he stared, the more you wanted to laugh. He’d catch you off guard by pulling you closer to him so he could return the favor.
Xiumin likes to play fight, so once you bit him and ran off like you didn’t, you started a war. Something that would probably end with you two tiring each other out from running around the house.
Kyungsoo is usually really playful when it comes to you, so when you bite him and play like you didn’t, he’d wait until you weren’t looking to do the same thing.
Since you do this often, it’s become one of Chen’s favorite things that you do. He thinks it’s literally THE cutest thing. Now he even plays along with you.
Biting Chanyeol would result in you starting some kind of trouble. You would look away and act like you didn’t do it and he’d take that as his chance to bite you right back. But, it would be anything but soft.
I just got this idea. Have some Viktuuri: Viktor and Yuuri's first encounter is not in Hasetsu. That's the first formal meeting. Not first encounter. Viktor was ill at a competition that Yuuri just so happened to be in as well. When Yuuri stumbles upon one puking Viktor Nikiforov, fanboying aside, his caring nature takes over and tries to provide comfort. But Viktor's fever was so high at the time, he didnt remember Yuuri's help. Until of course it happens again when Viktuuri is together -Galaxy
What a great idea! This is set during Yuuri’s previous Grand Prix Final series.
By the time the Cup of China is coming to a close, Yuuri is exhausted, a ball of nerves held up only by adrenaline and copious amounts of caffeine. His free skate is a blur. Yuuri rushes to the bathroom to splash some water on his face in an attempt to stay awake for the trip back to the hotel.
He’s barely paying attention to where he’s going, so he nearly runs into the person blocking the bathroom sinks. “I’m so sorry!” he yelps, apologizing instinctively.
“’S okay,” the man slurs, waving a hand vaguely. Yuuri finally takes a moment to get a look at the stranger.
“Victor … Nikiforov?” he stutters and does a double take. He’d probably do a spit take if he was drinking anything.
“Yeah. Who’re you?” Victor asks, accent thick. He doesn’t sound angry, just confused.
For a moment, Yuuri forgets how to talk, as well as his own name and how to think. “Um,” he splutters for a second. “I’m Yuuri Katsuki!” he squeaks.
Victor doesn’t respond, and Yuuri takes a second to actually look at him. He frowns at what he sees. Victor seems pale and unsteady on his feet, and there’s a feverish flush on his cheeks. “Are you okay?” Yuuri asks anxiously, concern overriding his starstruck stupor.
“I’m okay,” Victor mumbles, before lurching over the sink with a gag. He brings up a few thin strings of bile and groans. Yuuri automatically moves forward to rub his back, shyness momentarily forgotten. He winces at the heat radiating off Victor.
“"You’re really sick, aren’t you?” His question goes unanswered as Victor struggles with another heave, spitting a few globs of saliva into the sink. “You won a Grand Prix Final qualifying event running a fever like this?” Victor just slumps into Yuuri’s side with a low moan, apparently finished puking for the moment.
Yuuri carefully props him up against the wall of the stall and wets some paper towels to create a makeshift cold compress that he presses to Victor’s forehead. The taller man sighs at the coolness, and Yuuri smiles slightly, glad that he could provide a tiny bit of comfort for the obviously ill skater. He’s at a loss for what to do now, though. Victor needs help, but Celestino will be looking for Yuuri soon.
That’s it! He just has to find Victor’s coach; surely he’ll be willing to take care of his student. And like any superfan of Victor, Yuuri already knows his name and what he looks like.
Yuuri hurries out of the restroom, looking desperately for any sign of Yakov. He spots him a few meters away, arguing with a young blonde teenager.
“Are you Yakov Feltsman?” he asks, pretending that he doesn’t already know that.
“Yes,” Yakov replies, turning to face him. “And who might you be?”
Yakov is intimidating, and Yuuri finds himself tongue-tied for a few seconds. But the idea of Victor, miserably sick and alone in the bathroom, spurs him into action. “I’m Yuuri Katsuki, sir.”
Yakov scoffs, unimpressed. “And what do you want?” Behind him, the younger skater mutters something in Russian.
“It’s not me, it’s Victor.” Yuuri does his best to stay calm and explain the situation. “I found him in the bathroom. He’s really sick!”
“Show me where he is,” Yakov demands. Yuuri leads him to the bathroom, where Victor is still miraculously propped against the wall. Yakov moves to his skater’s side, pressing his hand to Victor’s face to check his temperature and cursing in Russian.
Yuuri offers to help, but Yakov waves him off. He decides that maybe it’s best if he just leaves. Victor is probably in good hands with his coach. “I hope that you feel better soon!” he calls over his shoulder as he exits the bathroom.
Later, at the Grand Prix Final and when Victor comes to Hasetsu, it becomes evident that Yuuri is the only one who remembers the encounter. It’s disappointing but not entirely surprising, given how sick Victor was at the time.
Coming back to competitive figure skating is very challenging and tiring, making one very susceptible to germs. So it’s not completely unexpected when Yuuri finds Victor in the bathroom after practice puking up his guts. “I thought you were coming down with something,” Yuuri mutters to himself, rubbing Victor’s back in soothing circles.. Then, a little louder, “You’re really sick, aren’t you?”
Victor’s shoulders jerk up in surprise, and when he finally gets a break from vomiting, he cranes his head around to look at Yuuri. “It was you?” he asks, sounding dazed.
“What?” Yuuri doesn’t understand what Victor is talking about. Just how high is his fever?
Victor spits shakily and wipes his mouth. “At the Cup of China,” he explains, his voice raspy. “You took care of me.”
It takes Yuuri a moment to get over his shock; he didn’t think that Victor remembered that at all.
“Yes, and I’ll take care of you now,” Yuuri promises, a fond smile on his face. It’s amazing how much can change in just a year.
k so there's this Nasty blog i found that says a lot of stuff about aphrodite 'striking down het guys who pretend to be lesbians' (aka trans lesbians) so... got any headcanons of aphrodite supporting her trans daughters piper/drew/etc?
I’VE SEEN THAT BLOG >:0 it makes me so angry!!!!! te/rfs aint worth shit, my friend, trust me. lesbians love women, ter/fs hate women … my only conclusion is that ter/fs are the fake lesbians, not beautiful incredible trans women and trans girls. i recommend following @translesbianaphrodite! they’re nearing their follower goal and their blog is just lovely! they post all kinds of positivity, mostly at sapphic ppl, especially of the trans/not cis variety! (and they are a hellenic polytheist like yours truly!) send them some nice messages too, if you’d like, they certainly deserve them!
anyways, on to the Good Stuff ™
- Drew Tanaka knew she was trans from basically birth. She was born, heard the doctor say “congratulations, it’s a boy!” and smacked the midwife over the-
Just kidding. But, really, from a very young age, she knew she was a girl. And we all know how Drew is - she doesn’t take no for an answer and she does not like being told she’s wrong. Her mama (not Aphrodite, other mama) has the obligatory few moments of “wow my son is really girly haha” before realizing “oh shit my son is actually a girl. uh. daughter i mean” and so she prays to Aphrodite, who she loved and who loved her. She asks Aphrodite what she can do to help her daughter. And Aphrodite like.. just shows up, says “Okay, check this out” and walks over to Drew.
“Hey pretty girl!” Aphrodite greets her. “Do you know me?”
And Drew pauses from scratching her nose for a few seconds to look at the goddess Aphrodite. “You’re my mom, duh.”
And Aphrodite laughs. “I sure am. I don’t often get the time to check up on my babies, but I wanted to see how my little girl was doing.”
“I’m okay, I guess.” Drew shrugs. “I’m playing trucks, which is alright. People don’t know this, but the red one goes way faster.”
“I’ll bet it does. Red is one of my favorite colors.”
Drew brightens up a little, pushes her short, straight hair out of her eyes to look up at her mother. “It’s mine too! I guess that’s why you’re my mom.”
When Drew turns away to grab more of her toys to show her mom, Aphrodite turns to Mama Tanaka and gestures. ‘Just like that,’ she mouths. And Mama Tanaka understands.
This continues for some time, Mama not understanding exactly what Drew needs. It took her a long, long time just to accept that she herself enjoyed the ‘company’ of other women - this trans stuff is hard to get used to. Not for a moment does she ever make that Drew’s problem. When Drew doesn’t want to change her name (”What do you mean? Drew is a girl’s name because I’m a girl. Do you think it’s a boy’s name?” “Of course not, pumpkin.”), when Drew wants her nails painted a different color every nail, when Drew wants her hair done up in pigtails even though it’s still too short…. Mama never makes it Drew’s problem. She and Drew work together to find a solution, and Mama works to understand Drew.
When Drew comes home from school talking about a ‘pretty girl i’m gonna marry one day’, Mama isn’t sure what to think. This should be one of the easier once, since it’s something she’s quite used to feeling too, but she wishes she could call on Aphrodite every time something happened. Parenting was hard. She never, ever wanted to hurt Drew. So she calls on Aphrodite through the ways she knows how; memory.
Like Aphrodite did so long ago, Mama takes it in stride, smiles reassuringly. “Is that so? Is she very pretty?” (”The prettiest!”)
Mama does this every time something like this happens. Every time a kid at school says something cruel, or Drew gets another crush, or her daughter picks up a new interest, or anything at all, Mama smiles and pets her hair and encourages her. She doesn’t make a big deal out of things, doesn’t ask accusatory questions. She’s gentle like sea foam on sand, like a breeze that shakes the flame of a candle but does not blow it out. She becomes that which reminds her of the lover she once had, the lover that gave her her beloved daughter, her Drew.
i just know that if i keep writing this is going to end up 100k words so uh…. i’ll keep working on it privately and maybe post it on ao3 because i am yelling and i didnt realize this was something i loved this much omg… thank you for sending the ask! - mod will
Lance holds the fact that he’s taller than Keith over his head constantly (pun intended)
Lance likes cherry cola 🍒 like hardcore dudes, if he could he would only drink cherry cola (but Hunk doesnt let him and makes him drink water)
Hunk is the nosiest friend. Everyone always assumes it’s Pidge, and while she does stick her nose in places it doesnt need to be, Hunk is by far nosier than her
he canonly read Pidge’s diary may i remind you
he always does it from a place of kindness tho, he want to make sure youre ok, and hey if he messes with you a little in the process, its never with malice
Pidge has sensory issues with certain fabrics, they can’t be too thick and rough or too thin and silky. She probably likes the feel of vintage wash jersey best tho.
Allura tries to wear human ear muffs for the first time but her ears stick out and she’s like “whats the use in these my ears will still be cold” and Shiro is dying inside bc his gf is too cute
Keith is that person at the mall with their friends and he just. Darts away.
He wants to get to the next damn store and the people walking in front of him are too slow.
So he kinda just. Darts forwards and weaves his way through the crowd in gaps that are there for split seconds and just abandons his friends
And his friends are just like “Keith don’t do that Keith no” and they have to push and run to catch up before they lose him in the crowd
Keith is a stomach sleeper and a restless sleeper
He sleeps on his tum with his arms crushed between his torso and bed, and his legs will either be both straight out or one straight out and the other tucked half under his torso
even tho hes a stomach sleeper he’ll still toss and turn during the night, tho he always ends back on his stomach with his arms under him
all the tossing and turning messes up his hair
esp if he goes to bed with wet hair bc he doesn’t give a fuck and he just showers before bed and doesnt bother to dry it
so he wakes up with a big ol birds nest
he’s the kind of guy who either wakes up but not really and then spends the next several hours in bed half awake but not really or he’ll bolt right up from sleep and say/shout fuck there’s no in between with him
Lance has ADHD and it’ll get to him at the most inopportune moments, like he could probably be in bed with Keith and he’d just. Stop. In the middle of sex to look at memes
he didnt mean anything by it Keith its just his brain dont be mad
Shiro = he’s Japanese-American and grew up eating a mix of Japanese and American food, so he’s been using chopsticks his whole life. Chopsticks pro.
Keith = was in foster care and didn’t get the chance to use chopsticks until he knew Shiro, who taught him. He was bad at first but he’s had years to practice so it’s natural for him now
Hunk = hes a foodie. He picked it up fast bc he wants to try all the foods and do it right, which means using the proper utensils for Asian foods
Pidge = did not learn how to use chopsticks until the gang goes out for Japanese food (probably gyoza since they’re fucking good) but picks it up really fast and is doing ok by the end of the meal. Not great but not awkward
Lance = can’t chopsticks. He ends up stabbing his gyoza on his chopsticks (which is smth considered immature and childish) and Keith laughs at him. Lance whines ofc and Pidge teases bc she picked it up fast. Keith teaches Lance how to use chopsticks later on tho and after a while he’s still awkward about it but is at least not stabbing his gyoza
-have you seen that one fanart of markhyuck in the chewing gum era where hyuck had his arm around mark and mark looked so innocent with his lil circle rimmed glasses and was holding hyuck’s hand that belonged to the arm that was around mark
-did that make sense
-even tho mark is older, he’s basically hyuck’s bitch let’s be like 1000000% real
-he’s the dominant one in the relationship
-nobody even knows how they started dating
-the most innocent boy in school with the bad boy
-hyuck reads people really easily
-and poor mark runs around with his heart on his sleeve and hyuck’s seen him get his heart broken one too many times and he couldnt take it anymore
-mark blushes sososososo easily and hyuck always takes advantage of that
-will call mark babe anytime anywhere
-”hey, what’d you get for question 2, babe?”
-”d-dont call me that at school!”
-”aw im sorry babe, i didnt know it affected you this much”
-donghyuck’s a fuckboy confirmed
-mark probably tries to tutor hyuck but hyuck always tries to pull some shit
-”STOP TRYING TO MAKE OUT WITH ME IM HERE TO HELP YOU STUDY”
-they end up making out anyway
-mark turns bright red at any type of contact
-donghyuck could put his arm around mark and mark would just immediately redden
-donghyuck’s the jealous type
-but it’s lowkey bc he has to stay cool!!!1!!1!!! cant let mark hyung know im jealous!!!!1!!111
-you know that cliche thing where person a slams their hand on like the wall or locker and pins person b against the wall
-sbfvsjdbfh hyuck does that to mark for fun
-donghyuck smirking is art and mark goe swehjbdsfkgbhjds,kf every time he smirks
-mark is such a precious lil angel in donghyuck’s eyes with his lil circle rimmed glasses and his soft pink hair donghyuck wants to protect him from everything dsfgvsjbfabhskjd
-soFT SMILES FROM MARK MELTS HYUCK’S COLD HEART
-there’s a saying around school: “mark’s the only thing donghyuck loves” and tbh theyre right
-sure hyuck’s friends with the dream team but mark’s just different, ya know?
-they can just lock eyes and theyll both know what theyre thinking
-if hyuck ever gets into fights you better fuckin believe mark’s there to patch his boyfriend up!!1!
-sometimes hyuck will just end up at mark’s house with bruises and a cut lip and give mark a heart attack
-hyuck just really likes when mark takes care of him
-”sit still hyuck, i cant get rid of the blood if you dont stop moving”
-”and if i dont?”
-sassy mark is a thing hyuck thoroughly enjoys
-”if you dont fuckin sit your dumbass down and shut the fuck up im going to throw you out of my house and dump you”
-”shit babe ok”
-most of the fights hyuck gets into is for mark now
-ever since they started dating
-if someone says shit about mark, they better be ready for hyuck to beat their ass
-”hyuck you gotta stop getting into fights for me!”
-”this wASNT FOR YOU THIS TIME”
-”ok then why did you get into another fight?”
-”… he threatened to steal you away from me”
-”… bitch you are so dumb”
-donghyuck would do anything for mark honestly
-mark could ask him for the galaxy and donghyuck would find a way to do so
-mark likes wearing his leather jackets
-and hyuck’s friends tease him when they see mark wearing his jacket or when it smells like mark
-”hey donghyuck where’s your jacket?”
-”uh….” *mark runs over waving donghyuck’s math homework with his jacket around him*
-whenever mark wears donghyuck’s clothes, donghyuck’s brain goes eshfkavsjdbfkygsdfjdbshkf
-donghyuck on the inside: “mark looks so smol and cute wearing my jacket… he is drowning in it and i am drowning in my feelings for him… oH NO HERE HE COMES I NEED TO SAY SOMETHING TO LET HIM KNOW I APPRECIATE HIM”
-donghyuck on the outside: “lol hey hoe wanna hang out after school”
-sweaterpaws mark is a common occurrence in the winter and doNGHYUCK CANT HANDLE THIS
-mark steals hyuck’s sweaters all the time
-hyuck started buying bigger size sweaters so whenever mark wears them, he’s basically drowning in them
-but then hyuck also drowns in them so mark likes holding hyuck’s sweaterpaws hands
-SCREECHES CAN YOU IMAGINE DONGHYUCK WITH A LIP PIERCING
-mark probably likes to tug on it lightly while they kiss
-it drives mark absolutely insane when hyuck plays with his lip piercing
-whenever hyuck licks his piercing mark just pouNCES ON HIM
-MARK FINDS HIS LIP PIERCING SO HOT
-mark is a jealous hoe too
-whenever girls look at hyuck, mark’ll grab his arm and put it around him
-when mark pushes up his glasses up his nose bridge hyuck just meLTS BECAUSE MARK LOOKS LIKE SUCH A SMOL BEAN AND MARK ALWAYS HAS THIS LIL SMILE ON HIS FACE AND SDAFJKJGVADSBHKDBSF
-mark the type to kiss donghyuck’s cuts so they can ‘heal faster’
-donghyuck gets a lot of nightmares so he tends to sleep over at mark’s a lot
-or have late skype calls
-mark doesnt mind at all when he wakes up at 3 am to his ringtone
-late nights always simmer donghyuck down to a slow boil and he becomes mellow and malleable and all his barriers just come tumbling down and mark just falls in love with him over and over again every time they talk at late nights
-whenever hyuck has a nightmare and he’s sleeping over, mark will wake up before hyuck does
-and he’ll look over sleepily and wakes donghyuck up slowly
-and theyll stay awake for like an hour or however long it takes donghyuck to calm down
-if anyone saw donghyuck the way he was after a nightmare, they’d never look at him the same
-he’s just so pliable and weak at times like that
-usually it’s hyuck pulling mark onto his lap but when the nightmare’s really bad, mark will pull hyuck onto his lap
-mark’s mom loves donghyuck like he’s family
-”so when are you and donghyuck getting married?”
-hyuck likes peppering kisses on mark’s lips until he cant take it anymore and pulls hyuck by the collar to press their lips together
-pstt hyuck likes it when mark tangles his fingers in his hair
-whenever hyuck is yelling at his friends and mark comes swoopin in he turns into mush
-”YOURE SUCH A FUCKIN IDIOT I CANT BELIEVE YOU-”
-“hi hyuck! why’re you yelling?”
-“oOoH HI BABE I LOVE YOU HOW WAS YOUR DAY”
-bad boy!hyuck becomes such a softie for his baby boy nerd!mark ;-;