loud af, super fun, changes the music and dances by themselves, sometimes a bit of a dick (in the BEST WAY POSSIBLE), makes everyone dance with them, the one usually to come up with an idea to ride down a hill on some cardboard they found (SO FUN), probs will steal a sign
probs drunk eating or hanging out in the kitchen, always on the look out for food or a snuggle, really well dressed and presented, super touchy and affectionate (often they're not super affectionate), SUPER giggly lmao, almost a mom-friend but if you're not a CLOSE friend they rly will not give a fuck, will very likely take off their clothes bc they feel so restricted
giggly as hell, absolute SHIT talker, could probably win a debate with their confidence when drunk, tends to like run away, ditzy and off the planet entirely, somehow manages to talk with everyone at the party, doesn't really remember their names, accidentally flirty but only bc they are on their own level
Super mom-friend if you're a close pal, will not give a fuck if you're not close, really loves food, tends to be super fun and captivating, really social and flirty, doesn't take it anywhere though so when it gets more than flirty they kinda just... leave that situation, can get offended rly quickly but also as quickly is laughing in the centre of the room
the organiser, lights up the party when they walk in, everyone is playing drinking games around them, always dressed on-POINT, laughs really loud, NEVER empty handed, always chatting to a group of people really animatedly, will find/swap clothes with someone by the end of the night, first one to get everyone to do shots for the night, forward rolls away from a bad convo, life of the party
tries to look after everyone at first, makes sure they're comfortable, really sweet and caring, then gets absolutely smashed, talks shit and gets super direct, tells people they're wrong and corrects them in a hilarious way, doesn't shut up when they get started, makes sure everyone is super drunk and having fun, will be the one to hold back hair even if they just threw up
will touch EVERYTHING, super flirty and huggy, friends with everyone in a charming way, has control of the music ALWAYS and will complain when it's shit, somehow has everyone's details by the end of the night, HILARIOUS, talks really fast when they get excited, makes people chug their drinks and starts a chant off, usually ends up hooking up with someone at the end of a night
magnetic as hell, super dark and sarcastic at the beginning, cynical and observes, then decides who the fun people are at a party and gets LOOSE AS HELL, seductive and a smooth talker, will definitely bring someone home with them, gets someone's number, dances on the tables, sings/raps a song surprisingly perfectly, charming and witty, super funny
omg life of the party with leo rising, does literally their own thing 100% of the time, gets on their own buzz entirely, makes a brand new friend group and runs off with them during the night, might just run off in general, makes a speech early in the night, makes the FUNNIEST jokes, can talk about politics and also absolutely nothing within the same conversation, always with a drink
witty and observant at first, then comes out of their shell and a completely different side to them emerges, will leave mid convo if it's boring, is sarcastic and loud, starts running around and somehow gets the energy of 5 billion condensed suns, gets really confident, speaks and laughs loudly
SOCIAL AS HELL, big arms and wild movements, always dresses so uniquely and cool, deeply involved in all drinking games, always ends up scoring more alcohol somehow (it's often given to them), takes a heap of selfies but immediately deletes them if they look slightly bad, will not ever stop talking
absolutely wildly silly, laughing super hard on one side, and then mid-conversation sprints into another bc they like what they're talking about more, sometimes has a break where they suddenly get sad or mad, but then immediately reverts back to their cloud 9 state, gets a shitload of energy, meets everyone in the party and almost immediately forgets their name, always gets super drunk, passes out, wakes up and keeps going
- headcanons that nobody asked for but everyone wants 11/10
He strikes me as the type of person to want to have a pretty steady bond with someone before dating them.
You two would likely start out as good if not flirty friends, but after some time he’d give in to his feelings and take you on a date.
It’d be something simple but cute, either Starbucks or a walk in the park and then going to a food-truck. Idk anything he thinks up on the spot that means you’d get to know each other better so probs not a movie.
After dating a while:
Somehow he’d know everything about you, since he’s such a trustworthy person you’d end up telling him new random little things about you most every day.
Speaking of trustworthy, you’d have only one Relationship Groundrule: no getting jealous unless there was something to be jealous about.
Meaning, he wouldn’t care who your friends are, you wouldn’t care who he’s hanging with, neither of you would ever be worried about the other cheating etc.
He’s just such an honest and sincere person I can’t imagine him ever not taking a relationship seriously and fucking behind your back.
For your first anniversary he’d take you somewhere special, maybe even splash out on a weekend away or something romantic.
He’d constantly feel guilty when he has to leave for tour or concerts, even if he would only be gone a couple days.
Even after you reassure him you don’t mind and that you’d soon see each other again, he’d pout and cuddle into you. He misses you and wants to be with you all the time.
This is a good time to mention; he is quite clingy.
Minseok would cherish and crave being with you. He’s not intense to be with like the beagle line thankfully, he’s gentle and relaxing to have around.
Doesn’t mean he doesn’t have his moments.
Every now and then he has a “mad 5 minutes” and he laughs and teases and pokes you, making a total bellend of himself tbh whilst you try and fail to keep a straight face.
The way Clarke says “‘Only choice’….also an oxymoron, by the way.” It’s so unnecessary and so blatantly flirty like….she’s flirting with him. She’s wasting precious seconds of the 90 minutes before the world ends to smile and talk and joke with Bellamy Blake, because she’s scared she’ll never get the chance to again. It’s the lightest we’ve seen Clarke in at least a season. It’s almost like when facing the prospect of her imminent death she finally just lets herself just bask in Bellamy’s friendship, in having him there and smiling and with her. Still not over it
Aries: loud af, super fun, changes the music and dances by themselves, sometimes a bit of a dick (in the BEST WAY POSSIBLE), makes everyone dance with them, the one usually to come up with an idea to ride down a hill on some cardboard they found (SO FUN), probs will steal a sign
Taurus: probs drunk eating or hanging out in the kitchen, always on the look out for food or a snuggle, really well dressed and presented, super touchy and affectionate (often they’re not super affectionate), SUPER giggly lmao, almost a mom-friend but if you’re not a CLOSE friend they rly will not give a fuck, will very likely take off their clothes bc they feel so restricted
Gemini: giggly as hell, absolute SHIT talker, could probably win a debate with their confidence when drunk, tends to like run away, ditzy and off the planet entirely, somehow manages to talk with everyone at the party, doesn’t really remember their names, accidentally flirty but only bc they are on their own level
Cancer: Super mom-friend if you’re a close pal, will not give a fuck if you’re not close, really loves food, tends to be super fun and captivating, really social and flirty, doesn’t take it anywhere though so when it gets more than flirty they kinda just… leave that situation, can get offended rly quickly but also as quickly is laughing in the centre of the room
“So, just a warning, when I get drunk I tend to flirt a lot. I hope that won’t bother you.”
“Pff, I would be insulted if you DIDN’T flirt with me, Bits. Come on, time to do that kegstand!”
He tends to sit on everyone’s laps.
He catcalls the guys who walk shirtless in front of him.
He will not hesitate to tell the guys how handsome they are.
“Okay but Bits, who among us is more your type.” “Guys, I’m nineteen and you’re all tall and fit. This whole hockey team is my type.”
“Why are you so prettyyyy” he asks Jack, once, after drinking his own weight in tub juice. There may have been tears in his eyes with how pretty Jack is.
And that was just the first semester
After a while, everyone notices it’s not so much a drunk Bitty thing, but a Confident In His Own Skin Bitty. The guys love the attention.
He is truly honest with his friends. He thinks they’re all hot and doesn’t hesitate to tell them, because everyone needs to know how hot they are.
“Bits, tell me I’m hot.” “Ransom, if I hadn’t seen you eat that pizza from the floor last week I would be overcome with lust right now.”
“How do I look?” “Good enough that I might try to grope you after a couple of beers. Don’t worry, I won’t do it.” “What? Why wouldn’t you? Have you SEEN me?”
Once, Jack comes back to the HAUS after a run and somehow manages to be ridiculously better looking than usual. The guys at the kitchen table are all “dude” and Bitty lifts his arms in despair and just. leaves.
“What did I do”
He tried asking them, again and again, if it bothered them, but they were all unanimous, Bitty needed to keep it up, it did wonders for their self-esteem. He even asked Jack, and Jack laughed and said he was flattered.
“Bitty, fuck, marry, kill: Holster, Shitty, Jack.” “Oh, this is hard. Definitely kill Holster, he woke me up at seven when I could actually sleep late today. But oh, I can’t decide for the rest…” “You don’t know if you’d rather fuck Jack or Shitty?” “No, I don’t know if I’d rather fuck OR marry Jack!”
“I’ll drink to that,” says Shitty, raising his beer.
Jack is sitting next to him, being like what.
So, well, when some of the guys have doubts about their sexuality or are just curious or drunk, they go see Bitty. Bitty made out with three different guys on the team on such occasions, he will never reveal their names. The rule is: no awkwardness allowed afterwards.
“So? Did it help?” asks Bitty.
“I think it was more a Ransom thing than a gay thing.”
“You know, I don’t think it does it for me. But I need to know how to do that thing with the tongue.”
“It answered some questions,” mumbles Jack before going back to his room.
“You’re not allowed to be awkward, Jack!” yells Bitty after him. “Come back here and eat some pie!”
It was all fun and games until a fateful afternoon in the kitchen where a ray of sunlight hit a flour-covered Jack in just the right way and - oh.
Bitty hasn’t complimented Jack in three weeks.
And he keeps flirting with the other guys.
Just. Not him.
Shitty asks him what’s up, he looks moody.
But how can you say “Bitty hasn’t told me I’m pretty in almost a month” without sounding ridiculous.
He can’t say anything anymore. Because someday he may try to say “These jeans make your ass look fantastic, Jack” and would say instead “I want to grow old with you and adopt twenty dogs.” Better to say nothing.
“Dude, what have you done, why is Bitty mad at you. You’re doing shirtless crunches in the living room and he walked by without even mentioning your abs. I’m straight and even I could lick them.”
“I don’t KNOW”
And then, Graduation happens.
The guys tell Jack that even if Bitty is dating him now, it doesn’t mean Bitty can stop complimenting their butts, okay.
since i got so many messages about how y’all wanted to see a flirty!bestfriend!fuckboi!tom, i decided to make this quick lil thing during history today and i guess if you guys like it, then go hit up my ask box and tell me if you want me to write some more of this concept cause i actually really enjoy it :)
honestly though, being tom’s best friend would be the most surreal thing ever. he would be so unbelievably flirt and touchy. it was almost as if you were dating. he’d always make up cute pet names for you like “love” and “angel” and “darling”. he’d always have a hand or two on your body –somehow and someway. he’d be a respectful gentleman though, so nothing too over the border of “just friends”. he’d gently graze his hand on the back of your shoulder and pull your waist in closer so you were literally attached at the hip.he’d bring you to meet his family and make you get all dressed up for it just so he can watch you put on jewelry or do your hair and get frustrated when it doesn’t do what you want. he’d just sit back and watch you try to pick out the perfect outfit so you can make a good first impression. when he knows the even is nothing fancy at all. but when you show up being the only one in a dress and heels, you feel so embarrassed and tom can’t stop laughing. you’d turn to him when you got to be alone and punt his chest and say, “you asshole!” and he’d just laugh and cover his mouth the way he does when he laughs. and then he’d pull you by your side and hold your hand and say, “yeah right, you love me.” which you did, you really really did. but it was hard to comprehend those feelings you had because maybe you didn’t know what love actually way. especially because the guy you’ve supposedly fallen in love with was the biggest fuckboi ever. literally only a day after you were close and cuddly and considering the possibility of you and him being real, you would see him trying to hit on a girl or going out with harrison to meet someone else. your best friend, thomas stanley holland, was a flirty little fuckboi, but you loved him. as cliche as it is, you love him.