who hogs the duvet Akaashi, he likes bundling himself up in it and Bokuto’s naturally really warm so he doesn’t mind~ when it’s really cold during the winter, they’ll become a deluxe blanket burrito since Bokuto + duvet = maximum warm and Akaashi loves it
who texts/rings to check how their day is going Bokuto! Sometimes he texts during class, but Akaashi is diligent and won’t respond until afterwards; it’s usually just things like “what are you having for lunch today?!” “i hate math, it makes my brain hurt…” but sometimes Bokuto will text “i miss you </3″ and during break time Akaashi will quickly text back “I miss you too”
who’s the most creative when it comes to gifts Bokuto! He’s actually pretty observant about knowing what Akaashi likes, and often gives gifts that surprise him~
who gets up first in the morning They’re both pretty heavy sleepers and can honestly sleep like 11 hours straight; it takes 5 alarms with the ringer on full blast to get them out of bed in the mornings, but once they shower they’re fully awake and ready to go!
who suggests new things in bed Bokuto, Akaashi’s a bit more reserved about these sorts of things, but Bokuto wants to learn all the different ways of making Akaashi feel good~
who cries at movies Bokuto, Akaashi doesn’t cry easily when it comes to movies but Bokuto gets caught up in all the emotions
who gives unprompted massages Bokuto! He likes helping Akaashi relax and his fingers are strong but gentle; he usually peppers Akaashi with kisses at the same time
who fusses over the other when they’re sick They both fuss over each other, but Bokuto’s way more intense about it and becomes a nervous chatterbox because he’s so worried; Akaashi ends up having to calm him down and he can sound exasperated but he knows this is one of the ways Bokuto expresses his love
who gets jealous easiest Akaashi, Bokuto makes friends with anyone willing to be friends with him and Akaashi knows how easy it is to be wooed by his passion, power, and good looks, so he gets in the habit of observing people who act close with Bokuto and mentally file them as a threat or not; but at the same time, Akaashi knows that Bokuto can be really troublesome and usually reassures himself with the knowledge that he’s the only one who can truly deal with the whole Bokuto package
who has the most embarrassing taste in music Uhh I feel like Bokuto listens to hip hop, alternative rock, pop, and dubstep, while Akaashi listens to classical music, jazz, and electropop
who collects something unusual Akaashi collects owl-related things (plushies, keychains, he even has an owl onesie) since he thinks owls are cute (I wonder why…)
who takes the longest to get ready Bokuto because he has to spend time spiking his hair~
who is the most tidy and organised Akaashi, although he still makes small messes sometimes; Bokuto’s a little bit more of a whirlwind and leaves some clothes on the floor, some dishes by the sink, but when it’s time to clean he does his fair share
who gets most excited about the holidays Bokuto gets more outwardly excited, but Akaashi gets excited internally! They love being able to spend time doing things they don’t usually have time for amidst school and volleyball, like marathoning TV, going to the beach, sleeping in, going to hot springs
who is the big spoon/little spoon Bokuto is the big spoon, Akaash is the little spoon~
who gets most competitive when playing games and/or sports They both get competitive, although it takes some egging on to get Akaashi to participate
who starts the most arguments He doesn’t start it purposefully, but Bokuto’s fluctuating mood can happen at the wrong times and Akaashi doesn’t always have the patience to deal with it, so he’ll usually go do his own thing and leave Bokuto to stew, and once he comes back Bokuto’s either snapped out of it or Akaashi will talk him through it
who suggests that they buy a pet Akaashi! He likes cats and Bokuto thinks they’re cute so they end up getting two~ one of them is named “Val” and the other “Libra”
what couple traditions they have Massaging each other’s hands after a game; Wednesdays are Chinese food nights; matching ugly Christmas sweaters; making nachos with the works when marathoning a TV show; going to festivals and winning prizes for each other; going to the countryside for a week in the summer to get away from the city and enjoy nature; Akaashi bakes heart shaped cookies for Bokuto on Valentine’s day, while Bokuto buys him chocolate candy; marathoning Marvel films during winter break
what tv shows they watch together Sense 8, The Flash, Black Mirror, Bob’s Burgers
what other couple they hang out with KuroTsukki, Konoha/Komi, KenHina
how they spend time together as a couple Discussing volleyball; practicing plays; study sessions; buying snacks after school; watching Pacific Rim when Bokuto randomly gets in the mood for it; Bokuto warming Akaashi up when they’re outside and even with three layers and a scarf he still feels cold; Akaashi making their lunches for the next day and Bokuto hugging him from behind as he does so; Akaashi kissing Bokuto’s fingertips and Bokuto kissing Akaashi’s forehead, cheeks, nose, and mouth; going for picnics and lying on the grass and holding hands as they gaze at the clouds; wiping away tears, hugging each other fiercely, murmuring “I love you forever and always”
who made the first move Bokuto, he just got to the point where he couldn’t hide it any longer and blurted “Akaash I like you so much would you pretty please go out with me?!” Akaashi responded “Bokuto we’re still having practice” and Bokuto went into dejected mode until Akaashi added “that wasn’t a no”
who brings flowers home Bokuto! He likes placing them behind Akaashi’s ear because they look good on him~
who is the best cook Akaashi, especially when it comes to cooking meat; Bokuto can make basic dishes like pasta
Summary: Your new neighbor is a guitar player and his music became the soundtrack of your days.
Word Count: 1,713
Warnings: None, this is a fluffy fluff.
A/N: ONE DAY LATE BUT HERE I AM!!!! This is /VERY/ loosely based on “Maybe Someday” by Coleen Hoover, I got lost in my own thoughts and the plot kinda wrote itself, meaning I forgot to follow the book’s timelime. Hope it’s still good tho! There’s also room for either a Reverse POV of these or a part two, so please let me know if/which one you want! <3 PS: this was not proofread so i apologize lmao
There’s no way to tell when you’re going to fall in love.
Some people bump into each other in the street and when they trade looks, the connection is immediately there. Other situations may involve a small coffee shop where you buy a cup and fall in love with a beverage. In your case, you fell in love with the sound of your neighbor’s acoustic guitar.
The first time you heard it was just a few days after you noticed someone moved to the apartment in front of your bedroom window: as you highlighted the important points of the latest article you had to read, you heard the strum of a guitar not too far away from you. You looked up, facing the familiar view through your window and getting a glance of your new neighbor: terracotta skin, curly hair, eyes closed as he got lost on the making of his own music, sitting on the latter of his firescape with a notebook by his side. You watched him play for a few minutes, right before he stopped and looked up, your eyes quickly going back to your papers.
Eren: I believe he would listen to really upbeat, passionate music. Something that really gets him pumped and going, some sort of rock anthem or any genre that can inspire him and he can easily relate to.
Armin: Armin would probably enjoy classical music because it’s intellectually stimulating and he can probably play idk how many instruments if we’re being real here.
Jean: He would most likely be into anything really, Jean for the most part wouldn’t really narrow it down to just one genre. Just because he seems like the type to not limit himself musically.
Connie: Connie would probably like rap and hip hop, even though he cannot for the life of him ever accomplish getting through one song without messing up.
Annie: Annie would probably listen to music that encases most of what she feels but doesn’t show. She’s not adverse to listening to a slow, piano song. Of course, if you confront her about it she’ll vehemently deny it.
Bertoldt: Bert would be into the really underground music, the bands or artists that don’t get much recognition, solely because he finds it interesting, or different from all the radio music.
Reiner: Would most likely be into something like EDM, or Trap because he lives for the beat drops.
Sasha: Would most likely listen to pop, and would occasionally play the really obnoxious so ha because they’re catchy. Though at times she finds herself trying to out-do Connie at rapping. (They both fail miserably.)
Mikasa: Mika would most likely like anything that has a soft, mellow tone to it. Maybe an acoustic song with deep, meaningful lyrics.
Christa/Historia: Would be totally ironic if she blasted heavy metal, and hard rock out of the blue. She headbangs and everything.
Ymir: Is head banging right beside her Christa.
Mike: Probably likes bands like Coldplay, or the 1975. Only does it for his aesthetic.
Erwin: Daddy Erwin would probably like really classy music, like Frank Sinatra and Nat King Cole, or Cab Calloway. Jazzy, and oldie.
Hanji: Would blast country music just to troll everyone. Secretly likes it a bit, yet she hates it. Has good taste in music, but she has everyone genuinely believing she likes country.
Levi: Levi would most likely be into Old Rock, or 90’s grunge. He can relate to some songs about hardship, and he genuinely appreciates the music from back then as opposed to what comes out on the radio.
“I mean, d'you know what eternity is? There’s this big mountain, see, a mile high, at the end of the universe, and once every thousand years there’s this little bird-“
"What little bird?” said Aziraphale suspiciously.
“This little bird I’m talking about. And every thousand years-”
“The same bird every thousand years?”
Crowley hesitated. “Yeah,” he said.
“Bloody ancient bird, then.”
“Okay. And every thousand years this bird flies-”
“-flies all the way to this mountain and sharpens its beak-”
“Hold on. You can’t do that. Between here and the end of the universe there’s loads of-” The angel waved a hand expansively, if a little unsteadily. “Loads of buggerall, dear boy.”
“But it gets there anyway,” Crowley persevered.
“It doesn’t matter!”
“It could use a space ship,” said the angel.
Crowley subsided a bit. “Yeah,” he said. “If you like. Anyway, this bird-”
“Only it is the end of the universe we’re talking about,” said Aziraphale. “So it’d have to be one of those space ships where your descendants are the ones who get out at the other end. You have to tell your descendants, you say, When you get to the Mountain, you’ve got to-” He hesitated. “What have
they got to do?”
“Sharpen its beak on the mountain,” said Crowley. “And then it flies back-”
“-in the space ship-”
“And after a thousand years it goes and does it all again,” said Crowley quickly.
There was a moment of drunken silence.
“Seems a lot of effort just to sharpen a beak,” mused Aziraphale.
“Listen,” said Crowley urgently, “the point is that when the bird has worn the mountain down to nothing, right, then-”
Aziraphale opened his mouth. Crowley just knew he was going to make some point about the relative hardness of birds’ beaks and granite mountains, and plunged on quickly.
“-then you still won’t have finished watching The Sound of Music.”
“And you’ll enjoy it,” Crowley said relentlessly. “You really will.”
“My dear boy-”
“You won’t have a choice.”
“Heaven has no taste.”
“And not one single sushi restaurant.”
A look of pain crossed the angel’s suddenly very serious face.”
Neil Gaiman, Good Omens: The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, Witch
So this is my first fic request from @2jaekisses with the prompt “cop!youngjae and badboy!jaebum”! I’ve never done a fic request before so I was really nervous about this and I don’t know if you wanted it this angsty but it gets fluffy and flirty at the end I promise!
Rated: T Progress: Completed/One-Shot Pairing: 2jae Word Count: 10,283 ao3 linkaff link
What started off as a routine call for small town cop Choi Youngjae turned out to be anything but when he met a foul-mouthed, bad-tempered man named Im Jaebum.
Important Author’s Note: There is some implied homophobia from an OC who isn’t actually in the story. However, a conversation will take place where one homophobic slur is mentioned. I just wanted to mention this ahead of time.
Who’s the messiest one: Taako is a real messy boy. Kravitz tries to be neat, but isn’t really much of a clean boy himself. Their shared space is always a mess its ridiculous.
Who feels the most uncomfortable about PDA: Um??? This is Taako ‘wastes a spell slot on glamor spells and won’t hesitate to show off’ Taaco and Kravitz ‘overdramatic goth who fakes accents to sound cool’ Deadboy. These two idiots are always showing off. Always.
Who’s the funniest drunk: I imagine a Drunk Taako would be like… Taako x 10, which sounds amusing in on itself. I’m not really too sure what kind of drunk Kravitz would be… can he even get drunk?? This is a question that someone as tired as me cannot answer rn
Who texts the most: Taako, but it’s all like… really dumb shit. He tells Kravitz (in detail) about how Magnus used his toothpaste AGAIN and he’s going to pay. He sends a bunch of emojis for no other reason than that he’s bored. He sends Kravitz a selfie every single time he has a good hair day (every day). He’s a very talkative person in all forms of media
Who has the most embarrassing taste in music: Kravitz probably??? The only person who’s not embarrassed about it is him
Who reads the most: Hm… Kravitz would try to be the elegant bookish type, but also his adhd ass can’t handle sitting still for too long. Sometimes he just gets Taako to read aloud to him
Who’s better with kids: They’re both, like… really bad with kids. Taako doesn’t give a shit about them, and Kravitz probably feels weird around children because how often does he really interact with them (like, cmon, how many child liches and necromancers ARE there???)??? Still, they’ve got their son boy Angus, and thats all that matters
Who’s the one that fixes things around the house: Taako. With magic. Sometimes it breaks things worse
Who’s got the weirdest hobby: idk…. theyre both really weird
Who cooks and who cleans up: Once he’s comfortable enough, Taako cooks of course. Even if Kravitz knew how to cook, he couldn’t even compare to Taako’s skill. Because of this, Kravitz insists on cleaning up afterwards, since Taako had worked so hard.
Yoongi loves Hoseok’s basement parties because Hoseok is his friend and they have similar music taste and he knows he can expect good music to be playing the entire night. He loves the basements parties because Namjoon always gets the best weed and Seokjin buys the best beer and he knows if he really wants to get fucked up he can without worry because he’ll always have quality stuff to help him lose his mind.
He loves the basement parties because Taehyung always dresses his best in his tightest/ shortest clothing that hugs his body in all the right ways and no matter what it is the younger has on it will for sure leave Yoongi with a dry mouth and a half hard dick. He loves that he can just sit and watch his boyfriend look hot as fuck as he drinks or smokes the best stuff while his favorite songs play.
Yoongi also hates Hoseok’s basement parties.
He hates them because Hoseok’s parties always include a big dance floor that will have Taehyung pouting and asking Yoongi to dance until the elder turns him down for the hundredth time. He hates how he’ll have to watch Taehyung look sad all for five minutes until Jimin pulls him away to the dance floor to grind together and probably make the guys and girls around them cry because they want to touch but know both Namjoon and Yoongi will fuck them up if they do.
Tonight is different though. Tonight Taehyung doesn’t take no for an answer.
“You know i don’t dance, Taehyung.”
Yoongi keeps his eyes on Taehyung’s exposed stomach rather than the younger’s face because he knows if he looks at his boyfriend’s face the younger will be pouting and everyone on earth knows Min Yoongi cannot say no to a pouting Kim Taehyung.
“I know, baby but i promise, you’ll like this dancing!”
Yoongi pretends to look annoyed as Taehyung steals his beer before he pulls the grumpy elder up from his spot on the couch. He’s hoping Taehyung won’t pull him right to the center of the dance floor but of course Taehyung does exactly that.
“Just follow my lead okay.”
Taehyung has that mischievous look in his eyes that Yoongi loves as he positions himself to stand in front of Yoongi until they are pressed together back to chest. It’s the same look Taehyung had when he smiled right before he gave Yoongi a hand job in the back of their math class as the teacher went on and on about triangles and other bullshit and it sends a shiver down Yoongi’s body in anticipation.
Taehyung closes his eyes, almost as if he’s feeling the beat that is playing from the song, and Yoongi groans when the younger moves his body in a way that has his ass pushing against Yoongi’s dick slowly. Yoongi feels lost on where he should be holding and Taehyung seems to notice as he giggles and uses his own hands to lead Yoongi’s so they slide down Taehyung’s chest until they stop to rest on the younger’s pretty hips. It’s easy enough to move his hips so they can follow Taehyung. The friction is just so fucking good Yoongi pushes himself closer to his boyfriend trying to get more as they move together.
“See i told you you would like this dancing!”
Taehyung tosses his head back so he can turn it enough to suck at Yoongi’s neck and he knows by the end of their dance there’s going to be a dark purple mark he’ll have to hide from his parents for days. Right now though Yoongi doesn’t give a fuck. He’s already half hard on his way to full boner and he has no problem with grinding against his boyfriend until they cum in their pants like the horny teenagers they are.
“Is this dancing or dry fucking?”
Yoongi moves one hand from Taehyung’s hip to let his fingers slip under the waistline of Taehyung’s leather pants and the younger thrust against the air in hopes of pushing Yoongi’s hand further against his dick. Yoongi follows his move and pushes his own dick against Taehyung’s ass pulling a hiss from his mouth.
“Does it matter?”
Yoongi notices Taehyung is panting and they’re both sweating, if it’s from the heat of their teasing or the bodies surrounding them on the dance floor, Yoongi doesn’t know but it makes everything that much better.
He’s manages to get the button of Taehyung’s pants open and the younger’s zipper pulled down so he can grip Taehyung’s dick and the moan Taehyung lets out at the first up and down movement of Yoongi’s hand makes Yoongi groan himself. There he was in the middle of a crowded basement jacking his boyfriend off as they grind against each other and people around them danced and probably watched them and Yoongi was moments away from just saying fuck it and fucking Taehyung right there when the younger seems to read his mind.
Taehyung turns around, pulling Yoongi’s hand out of his pants, and giggles as he pulls Yoongi away from the dance floor and out of the basement, no doubt to one of the bed rooms upstairs. Yoongi manages to lock eyes with Hoseok as he walks by and his friend wiggles his eyebrows as Yoongi rolls his eyes.
Hoseok screams and Taehyung laughs before moving to whisper into Yoongi’s ear.
Because I love my wasted potential garbage children and need to Organize my thoughts before continuing my writing endeavours.
Axis cuts his hair by himself, that’s why it looks kinda choppy, but he likes it that way and deeply insists they never cut it the right way when he goes to a salon
Pelna’s favourite way of having rice pudding is with lots of cinnamon, some raisins, condensed milk drizzled on top, coconut shavings and preferably made with coconut milk.
Axis deeply regrets the years he spent as Tredd’s roommate because Tredd spoiled his cat rotten and now he’s a little shit.
In that topic, Axis’s cat is named Domino and he’s a sphynx. Tredd originally disliked the strange wrinkly creature but quickly became fond of him.
Luche collects stamps and secretly adores trashy pop music, like REALLY trashy pop music, like, Aqua and Toybox trashy pop music.
Speaking of him, Luche has a cat named Empress, she’s a white turkish angora with heterochromia and is ridiculously sweet and mild mannered, he hit the jackpot when it comes to cats, honestly
Axis listens to deathgrips and pinkly smooth. So does Nyx. Nobody else can understand their taste in music, or lack thereof.
Nyx also has a cat, it’s a stray he picked up one day, his name is daredevil, he’s has a very fluffy chocolate coat and his temper is the absolute worst. They meet because daredevil steals Nyx’s lunch one day and when he chases the little thief and finally catches him he realises he was actually extremely skinny under the thick fluffy fur. He felt bad for it and decides to keep him, it took a lot for the cat to warm up to him, though…
Pelna absolutely adores birds, but he doesn’t want to get one as a pet, he feels it’s rather cruel to keep a creature meant to fly freely in a cage.
Libertus cooks and bakes to relieve stress, sometimes so much he doesn’t have to worry about lunch for a couple of days
Sonitus and Axis make bets about whatever weird shit Tredd’s gonna do next sometimes
Nyx can sleep anywhere, and I mean anywhere, okay? He’ll take 15 minute powernaps in a bathroom stall if he has to. It’s a skill he developed after many years of having to work after long nights of not being able to fall asleep.
Tredd’s music tastes include InnerPartySystem, Divide The Day, Nine Inch Nails, and Noisia, among others
When he isn’t listening to trashy bubblegum pop, Luche quite enjoys the sounds of children crying and innocent souls screaming in anguish… At least that’s what Libertus described his playlist as, no one else has actually heard it. There’s a lot of rumours about it.
Luche has never stepped into a strip club and Tredd really wants to take him to one
Crowe is really damn good at cooking but if you want her to cook for you you have to be at social link lvl 10 and chose the romance route
Nyx is disturbingly fond of walking to places and no one really gets why he loves walking so much. He finds it relaxing and stress relieving.
Tredd is the kind of dudebro with a gym membership. 75% of the reason he goes is he keeps hoping the cute chicks that do poledancing will finally notice him. They don’t really care for him, or men for that matter.
Sonitus has the most fascinating inner monologue ever and if you can get him drunk enough he never shuts up, unfortunately that might also mean you’re gonna have to listen to him endlessly complain about “That damn leprechaun and his huge ego” always getting him and Axis into trouble.
*Let me know if you want to be tagged in any of my future work*
Y/N groaned as the impala hit another bump in the road. They’d been driving for hours and she was exhausted. Dean refused to tell her where they were heading; she figured it had to be related to their Dad’s disappearance. He’d gone on a solo hunt a while ago and Dean was clearly starting to get worried about his prolonged absence.
Y/N sat up straighter in her seat, accepting the fact that she wasn’t going to be getting any sleep tonight. She turned to her brother for what felt like the millionth time and asked, “Where are we going Dean?”
Dean looked over at her before answering, “We’re headed to check on Dad. We’ve just got to make a quick stop first.”
“Don’t worry, it won’t be much longer. Just try and get some sleep.” Dean didn’t look at her as he answered and Y/N knew that there was something he was leaving out.
“Dean… I know you better than anyone- I know you’re leaving something out. Tell me what’s going on.”
“Dad’s case was in California. We’re stopping off at Stanford to get Sam’s help on finding Dad.”
Y/N shot forward in her seat, her eyes bugging out of her head. “We’re what?!”
Dean looked over and sighed. He knew this wasn’t going to go over well with Y/N, hence why he had put off telling her. Y/N was not going to want to see Sam. “Y/N, calm down. We need Sam’s help to find Dad. That needs to be the priority, okay?”
Y/N was not happy about this. Sam had gone off to Stanford and left the family. At first it hadn’t been that bad. Sam had called and texted; he helped Y/N with her homework and he had managed to meet up with Dean and Y/N behind their dad’s back a few times. Unfortunately, after a while that had stopped. Sam drifted farther away from his siblings; leaving them behind for the exciting new adventure of college. He had promised Y/N to always be there for her and make time for her, but the responses had started to decline until he rarely, if ever, answered her texts anymore. Y/N felt abandoned and forgotten by her brother and she wasn’t looking forward to seeing him after almost three years.
“This is it.” Dean announced as the impala rolled to a stop in front of an apartment building. He climbed out of the car and turned when he noticed his younger sister not following behind him. “You coming or what?”
“Do I have to?” Y/N pledging looked up at her brother. She hoped to stay in the impala and prolong the inevitable.
“C’mon kid.” Y/N sighed, climbing out of the car and following her brother toward the building. She frowned as she watched Dean heading for the fire escape.
“Dean, why are we not going through the door?”
“More fun this way.”
Y/N stomach dropped, “Does Sam know we’re coming Dean?” “Like I said, more fun this way.” Y/N sighed pulling herself up behind her brother, this was going to be a long night.
The two hunters slipped through the window into what Y/N hoped was Sam’s apartment. The lights were all off and Y/N assumed that by this hour Sam was long asleep. So, what was Dean’s plan? Was he just going to sit around and wait for their brother to wake up? Y/N was pulled from her thoughts by a crash in the other room. She followed the noise to see Dean pinning Sam to the ground. Guess he wasn’t going to wait for morning then.
The two boys had barely risen from the floor when the lights all flicked on. Y/N looked over to see a pretty blonde girl had entered the room. Y/N moved over to stand closer to Dean and Sam introduced Dean to the girl, Jessica.
“I love the smurfs.” Y/N rolled her eyes at her brother’s flirting, smacking him slightly on the arm. Of course, that did nothing to defer Dean, who just smirked and moved forward towards his brother’s girlfriend. “You know, I gotta tell you, you are completely out of my brother’s league.”
Jessica glanced over at Sam and made to go back towards the bedroom, “Just let me put something on.”
“No, no. I wouldn’t dream of it. Seriously.”
“Dean,” Y/N quietly groaned; was now seriously the time to be making a move on Sam’s girl? Sam glanced over at Y/N, seemingly noticing her for the first time. He smiled at her, but she ignored it. Sam looked like he was about to say something, but Dean cut him off.
“Anyway, I gotta borrow your boyfriend here; talk about some private family business, but nice meeting you.”
“No,” Sam moved over next to his girlfriend, wrapping an arm around her. “No, whatever you want to say, you can say in front of her.”
Dean and Y/N shared a look. She gave him a nod, this was his idea, he could figure out how to get the message to Sam. “Okay, umm, Dad hasn’t been home in a few days.”
“So he’s working overtime on a Miller time shift. He’ll stumble in sooner or later.”
Dean gave a quick nod before continuing, “Dad’s on a hunting trip and he hasn’t been home in a few days.”
This caught Sam’s attention and in no time the three siblings were making their way outside to talk. Sam and Dean bickered back and forth for a while. Sam was convinced that Dad was fine and he wasn’t going, but Dean keep pushing; insistent that hunting wasn’t that bad and they needed Sam. Once Dean started telling Sam about the case, Y/N tuned them out, stretching out in the back seat of the impala. Dean was stubborn, it was going to be a while before he accepted that Sam didn’t want to come; Y/N figured she might as well use the time to try and get some sleep.
Before long Dean was sliding back into the driver’s seat of his beloved car. Y/N was surprised, she certainly didn’t expect Dean to give up so easy. Dean turned around in his seat and flashed his million dollar smile down at his little sister. “Good news, Sammy’s in.”
Y/N groaned, flopping backwards onto the seat. Great, just great. Grumbling under her breath, Y/N settled back into the old leather. Maybe she could fall asleep before Sam came back and she wouldn’t have to talk to him till morning. A girl could dream.
Hours later, Y/N felt herself being shaken awake. She opened her eyes to see Dean’s face right above her and sunlight streaming in the window.
“Rest stop, kiddo.” He handed her a twenty, “You know what I want.”
Y/N dragged herself out of the car, heading inside the store. After making her selection and getting Dean’s go to items, she headed back to Baby. Her brothers were talking about the family’s latest card scams. Y/N slide into the backseat, just in time to catch Sam criticizing the family cassette collection.
“I swear man, you gotta update your cassette collection.”
“Why?” Y/N silently agreed with Dean, what was Sam’s problem?
“Black Sabbath, Motorhead, Metallica, it’s the greatest hits of mullet rock.”
“House rules, Sammy; driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cake hole.” Dean reached out to grab the Motorhead and Metallica tapes, offering them up to Y/N to pick.
Dean smiled proudly, “That’s my girl.”
Dean popped the tape in, music filling the car. “I thought the driver picked?”
Dean smiled, loving the feel of annoying his brother, “Well Y/N has good taste, so she can pick whenever she wants.”
Y/N smirked leaning back into Baby’s leather, enjoying jamming to the music with Dean.
Y/N managed to avoid Sam for most of the day. He tried talking to her a few times in the car and once or twice while they were working the case around town, but she always managed to engage Dean in conversation or when nothing else worked just straight up ignored him. She was angry and hurt and she really didn’t feel like pretending otherwise. Sam for his part didn’t understand why his baby sister wouldn’t even look at him, let alone talk to him. Dean didn’t like the tension, but he also knew that trying to force Y/N to talk to him wasn’t going to go well. Frankly, he was just happy she hasn’t mad at him for picking up Sam.
It wasn’t until the Winchesters wound up in their father’s hotel room, that Y/N was forced to face her brother. With Dean cleaning up, it left Sam and Y/N alone, for the first time since Sam joined them.
Y/N sat on the end of the bed, looking anywhere, but her brother. Sam on the other hand, couldn’t stop looking at her. He’d been trying to talk to her all day and every time he tried she turned him down cold.
“Hey,” Sam got up slowly, moving toward the bed and his sister. “I’ve been trying to talk to you all day and you keeping shutting me out.”
“That’s because I don’t want to talk to you.” Her response came out cold and harsh.
“Why not? C’mon, it’s been awhile. Don’t you want to talk?”
“That’s just it.” Y/N sprang up from the bed, looking at her brother with a hard look on her face. “You ditched us and left. Just because you’re here for the weekend doesn’t change that. Come Monday you’re off again and even if you weren’t that doesn’t change the last couple years. You stopped talking to me, you stop responding to me. You cut me out for your new, better life at college. You promised that no matter what you would always be my brother, you would always be there and you have not been. You left me and abandoned me. So no, I don’t want to talk to you. I don’t even want to see you.”
At this point Y/N was openly sobbing. Hearing all the commotion, Dean exited the bathroom. “What’s going on?”
Y/N grabbed the keys and headed for the door, “I’m grabbing food.”
Sam watched her go, realizing exactly what his leaving had done to his little sister.
Hello there, welcome to mysme hell! I wanted to request something like MC is a K-pop star or smth but if you don't want to you don't have to! ^^
A/N: Thanks for your request! I honestly have very little knowledge of the kpop genre, and so most of this information is based off of personal research! I decide to just do the RFA here too, as it wasn’t specified :) ~ mod rosa
Edit : Sorry as well for this being super late; my laptop broke down and this was saved on it :/
- His music taste doesn’t extend past game soundtracks, really
- So when the girl who sits next to him in his biology class asks him if he’s heard of the new up and coming girl group, he shakes his head
- bitch he doesn’t even leave his house except for school do you think he has
- She excitedly pulls out her phone and shows him the MV for the current popular song he’s heard in the background of a few places, and he watches as you walk onscreen, backing up the leader and main voice.
- And you’re good? Like, really good
- the short dress you’re wearing doesn’t help
- He probably spends the entire class thinking ‘Oh god I’m dating a kpop star, what do I do now’
- As soon as he’s out of class he probably calls you
- He thinks it’s cool though, he enjoys watching your practices though. He comes to almost all of them, and loves watching your shows when your group gets bigger
- The rest of you group likes him as well; they got an explanation from you finally after they saw you continuously diving towards your phone in a practice ;) They’re happy with him and you fit together; his personality sets off yours really well! according to your Lead Rapper.
- He’s probably heard your group sing before, but does he look like he has time to watch videos? He probably actually enjoys kpop music and the concept of the genre, but doesn’t listen to it much.
- t’s most likely that he met your group when you decided to introduce them to him; they’d probably be a bit wary of him at first, considering his front most personality traits and whatever the gossip magazines have said, but they’d warm up to him.
- 'Zen they don’t bite’
- 'But what if they do’
- 'They won’t’
- He’d be one to make you sing along with him either whenever one of your groups songs came on the radio or whenever he’s practicing for a musical.
- tabloid power couple
- Would come to as many of your shows as possible, and wait backstage for you
- 'Zen, I can get you the best seats’
- ‘I’m fine here’ as he sits in the worlds smallest chair backstage
- Your leader has this ongoing petty spat with him about the differences between musicals and pop music
- you think it’s cute
- Overall, he really likes what you do, and is super supportive of you. If you have to miss something because of practice, that’s cool, he totally understands!! He’s used to crazy schedules for his acting and stuff like that too. The tabloids probably eat you two up, and in interviews, you probably get a few questions about him as well!
- With her work, she probably didn’t have much of a personal taste in music, and probably didn’t have much of an idea of what kpop was; she’d probably heard it before in a shop or on the radio, but never personally?
- You’d most likely tell her if you couldn’t make a date or something along those lines because you have practice, and explain about your group
- She’s one to research literally everything she can about the genre, so she can chat with you about it.
- Super supportive and understanding of how hard you work, and that sometimes you just want to sleep and blob around on an off day. She’d quite happily lie on the couch with you all morning, if you both had a day off, on a rare occasion.
- She meets your group around a week or so after you first tell her; they warm up to her after a while, and her memorizing their coffee orders and bringing them to practice for them doesn’t hurt either.
- I could see her as getting into the kpop genre as a fan, and actually starting to really enjoy watching your group along with others; you’re still her #1 bias though
- Most likely he would meet them if you invited them to the party; neglecting to inform him that you yourself were a part of the group.
- 'MC where are you going?’
- 'I’m going to say hi to my friends! The group over there!’
- 'Isn’t that one of those pop groups? Why would you be associated with them?’
- ’Jumin I’m a part of the group’
- You better believe he’ll do everything in his power to get your group bigger and noticed but better producers; he’d probably talk you up to business partners.
- If you’re traveling for shows, if and when you get bigger, he’d probably send half of his bodyguard force along with you, so you’d have the guards at the venues, plus a private bodyguard force moving around with your group.
- Likes to spoil you when you’ve had a chart-topper or a good press conference; not only you, but probably your whole group.
- I could see him taking your group to dinner or buying them all something pricey.
- With his frontal personality, I could see the group being frosty around him at first, but after seeing how he looks after you, they’d warm up. I could see your leader being perpetually wary of him, especially if you were in a downer mood.
- He obviously knows, bcs of that goddamn background check
- He’s probably been shooting hints in the messenger this whole time; you know full well what he’s doing, but you decide to wait to tell the rest, because your enjoying having normal conversations with other people than your group.
- *hey guys have you seen this super cool kpop group
- *seven stop
- He actually enjoys the kpop genre? Probably a fan of poppy music and stuff, so before he actually knew you, he may have heard one of your groups songs when you were first starting out!
- Low key hacks into the security cameras if you’re away on a tour and he can’t make it to watch the shows.
- 'Saeyoung you can’t just do that’
- 'Yes I can’
- He loves it though, especially your costumes
- Your group probably warmed up to him rather quickly, as he sorta seemed to have a shared interest with each of them? he totally didn’t do background checks in their website history to see what they liked
- Meme team galore with your lead rapper; you regret ever introducing them
who hogs the duvet
|| you’d think it’d be Eliot, but no. it’s Quentin. Eliot sleeps with the sheets tangled around his long legs while Quentin snuggles into him in a blanket burrito.
who texts/rings to check how their day is going
|| that’s a pure Quentin thing. he loves hearing about Eliot’s day, and lucky enough, Eliot loves an audience.
who’s the most creative when it comes to gifts
|| definitely Eliot. he always seems to think of these incredible magical gifts that are witty and affectionate at the same time.
who gets up first in the morning
|| Eliot. his morning routine is nothing short of torturous.
who suggests new things in bed
|| Eliot, most definitely. He’s very, ahem, experimental.
who cries at movies
|| Quentin, 100%. he won’t even deny it at this point.
who gives unprompted massages
|| Eliot, and it’s a good thing that Quentin happens to love them.
who fusses over the other when they’re sick
|| they’re both very good caretakers, but being a mother hen is simply in Eliot’s nature. he gets worried about the littlest things when it comes to Q, but it’s only out of love.
who gets jealous easiest
|| Quentin. he’s worked hard to get a boyfriend like Eliot and he’s not going to let some guy with a bow tie and a generic haircut take his man.
who has the most embarrassing taste in music
|| Quentin. he loves sappy love songs.
who collects something unusual
|| Quentin collects outdated Fillory merchandise. it’s not a phase, Eliot. it’s who i really am.
who takes the longest to get ready
|| Eliot! between styling his hair and choosing the perfect outfit, his morning routine takes hours.
who is the most tidy and organised
|| definitely Eliot. Q doesn’t really bother with being tidy–even though he doesn’t have many belongings to begin with.
who gets most excited about the holidays
|| Q loves Christmas, much to Eliot’s chagrin.
who is the big spoon/little spoon
|| Eliot’s the big spoon, Quentin is the little one.
who gets most competitive when playing games and/or sports
|| To everyone’s surprise, Eliot. Margo must be rubbing off on him.
who starts the most arguments
|| This title has to go to Quentin, although Eliot is rather confrontational when he’s drunk–which is pretty much always.
who suggests that they buy a pet
|| neither. cancer puppy scarred them both.
what couple traditions do they have
|| stargazing on the brakebills campus has become a tradition on the anniversary of when they met.
what tv shows they watch together
|| neither of them have any time for tv shows, and Eliot hates them to begin with.
what other couple they hang out with
|| they spend a lot of time with Margo and Alice, and sometimes Quentin will invite Julia and Kady over.
who made the first move
|| Eliot, after a long night of Quentin trying to do homework and failing miserably. El helped him out and then kissed him, hard. Needless to say, Q was a little shocked, and wouldn’t look Eliot in the eye for weeks.
who brings flowers home
|| Eliot, and they’re always roses.
who is the best cook
|| Eliot! he loves to cook, and says that if he weren’t a magician, he’d definitely be a chef.
Who’s the cuddler?: Nobunaga, but he tries to act like he’s making a reach to do it. GOSH, MC, I guess if you WANT me to lay on your lap I WILL… So NEEDY… MC is tired af.
Who makes the bed?: Nobunaga, but that’s because he sleeps in later than MC. He’s horrible in the morning, but he pays for the good food by cleaning up here and there. He’s grumpy after he’s done his chore, but he eats the whole meal she sets out for him.
Who wakes up first?: MC, always–Nobunaga sleeps in as long as he can like a lazing cat.
Who has the weird taste in music?: Oda Nobunaga went through this Emo Ass Phase and was a pretentious 13-year-old who listened to American alternative bands. “I Write Sins Not Tragedies” comes on the radio and he cannot help himself, it’s literally embarrassing.
Who sings in the shower?: Nobunaga, but like, MC can’t say anything because he’s actually a really good singer? Could belt a beautiful rock ballad perfectly (he was a choir kid).
Who cries during movies?: Both of them, though Nobunaga tries really hard not to–MC lets him hide his face in her shoulder because, “I’m not crying, I just don’t want to watch the rest of this stupid movie!”
Who spends the most while out shopping?: Nobunaga because… why shouldn’t he? He has money, he’s gonna spend it. MC sort of wishes he wouldn’t splurge so much, but she looks good in this dress so he doesn’t care? Sold, he’s taking it.
Who kisses more roughly?: Nobunaga, but MC quickly learns to bite back to keep up–he likes it that way.
Who is more dominate?: Usually Nobunaga, but with his power, he likes to give the lead to MC at times. Nobunaga likes being spoiled.
My rating of the ship from 1-10?: I feel sort of half-and-half on this pair. I think there was a lot of possible potential, but I’m not so fond of how his main route actually went about their development. I liked that MC was willing to stand up to him and (despite another caste issue) was willing to defy being swayed by his material way of winning her favor. But I feel MC just didn’t quite steel herself just enough, and I think she lets Nobunaga get away with certain things he shouldn’t? It’s also another issue of a clash of morals (because MC rarely changes from her “war is bad my father died”), so I think the end product of the route was also sort of… bland? Anticlimactic, even. However, I actually quite liked the beginning of the route and some of their moments together, so I find it better than some. I can give it a 6/10.
ok ok ok so ive been working on this a while listen hear me out i tried to base them based off of their robotic color schemes so
c3po: that one Flustered Professor type, he wants to be cool but he’s honestly like 75% gay panic. on the prissy side so he always has the perfect manicure. one of the few people around who’s able to fully understand bb8 and r2d2 so they take advantage of that fact. really likes a good earl grey. he’s reading ‘a hitchhiker’s guide to the galaxy’ bc lets be honest thats kinda what he is
r2d2: tiny lil punk who is fluent in both binary and asl. he’s like 4 ft nothing and albino, dyes his hair, and bc of the damage in one eye has to wear a contact in the other one to balance out his vision (not the greatest). probably all kinds of other scars hidden under his clothes tbh. good music taste tho. not-so-secretly has c3po wrapped around his finger.
bb8: nonbinary teen who’s Here to Have A Good Time but learned some bad words from r2 (they’re signing ‘asshole’, and their sign says ‘fuck off’ in binary). either selectively mute or HoH, they communicate mainly in asl but have never had a hard time getting their point across. even shorter than r2, but secretly everyones baby. can be won over with red starbursts and airheads.
k2so: HOOOOOOOOOOOOO ok so hes HUGE (almost 7 ft) and kinda beat up from when he was forced to serve the empire, so lotsa scars. i figured on the rogue one mission he’d be wearing empire-ish clothes, but in his free time he likes a hybrid between 3po and r2′s styles. not blind but the empire replaced his eyes with bionic ones to make him more “efficient”. very VERY sarcastic and dry sense of humor. loves cats, like, a lot.
Anonymous said: GoM + Takao + Hanamiya when they expect their s/o to be interested in clothes, shoes, makeups, bags, etc. But instead her interests are books, specifically novels, computer and internet, anime and J/K-pop, and writing?
A/N: HERE YOU ARE! It was so fun to write that! I like how creative you were with your ask. I hope I didn’t disappoint you or anything (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و If I did you can tell me! I… I can stand all the criticism (ಢ⊱ಢ ｡) my personal favourite here is Midorima (*≧▽≦)ﾉｼ))
You can feel full of suspicion glare boring into your skull as you scroll down your phone. You don’t even bother to look ahead. You’re too pissed and if that meant you’d fall over a trash can then so be it.”
“My answer is not changing, Seijüro.” you inform your boyfriend yet another time this day, “Please just stop staring at me like that. It gives me creeps.”
“How am I looking at you, (Name)?” Akashi frowns.
“Like I’m a crossbreed of giraffe and elephant.” you sigh and pocket your phone, “I wouldn’t tell you in the first place if I knew you’d be like that.”
Akashi blinks at you, realising that maybe he has been staring a little to much. He shakes his head lightly.
“I’m sorry. I’ve just never met a girl like you.”
“Is that a bad thing?” you ask, starting to get worried.
“No… I don’t think so.” he replies after a moment of silence, “It’s new.”
Shopping malls. Stuffy, loud, full of people and nerve-wracking mix of smells. To say the least, Aomine was not a fan of them. So when you asked him to accompany you to the store, he reluctantly agreed but only because it was pretty late and he didn’t want you to walk alone at night.
With every single shop the two of you passed, Aomine’s face twisted. Just give it few minutes and he’ll undoubtedly hear: “Oh! There’s a new dress by insert-some-bloody-fancy-sounding-designer-name!” or “I need that bag!” But as you manoeuvred around people, not even sparing a glance to those fancy looking rugs, Aomine found himself baffled.
You hum in response, not slowing your pace.
“Don’t you want to…” he pauses, not really sure if turning your attention to the dreadful side of shopping is a good idea. But his curiosity is eating him. “You don’t want to try some stuff or get a bag?”
You frown, stoping on your tracks. “No. Why? … should I?” you add a little bit more frantically. You were neither hipster nor fashionista. Just… ordinary. What if Aomine didn’t like your style, what if… Your stern thoughts meet Aomine’s low chuckle.
“That’s not what I’m saying.” he says, “I was just curious. Usually girls love that kind of things.”
You glance at Aomine, the innocent look on his face easing your mind.
“It’s not really my thing, you know… I’m more books-music kind of girl. Very low maintenance…” you smile, embarrassed, “It’s not a good thing, I guess…”
“It’s great.” Aomine interjects with a huge grin, “I love it.”
“What are you listening to?” Kise asks as he plops on the ground beside you. You hand him earplug and lower the volume so the song would not scare the shite out of your boyfriend.
You hear Kise chuckle. “Well, well… who would have thought! Little miss Proper-Lady has a taste!”
“I’m not only looks and brains, Ryota!” you huff but internally you positively beam, “I also happen to have an extraordinary music taste.”
“I wouldn’t have guessed you like (Band/group’s name), (Name)cchi. You look to girly for them.”
“Well, frankly speaking you didn’t struck me as their fan either.” you state tartly but you’re not really mad. “Who’s your bias?”
“I don’t have one!” Kise sneers, “I’m a guy. We don’t have bias’”
“Oh come on! I know you do! Everyone has!”
“Well, I don’t.”
“Yes, you do!”
“No, I don’t.”
You give your boyfriend a look full of doubt. Kise chortles nervously.
“I don’t. I mean it.” he repeats but as you wiggle your eyebrows suggestively, he finally gives in, “Just don’t tell anyone, got it?”
“Fret not, Ryota. Your secret’s save with me.” you beam, “Name you bias in three… two… one…”
“(Idol 1’s name)!”
“(Idol 2’s name)!”
The friction between you is nearly palpable. Honestly, you believed this would be a bonding experience. Too bad the two of you glaring at each other says otherwise.
You take a deep breath before commenting stiffly: “It’s a free country.”
You’re nervous. No! Scratch that! You your stomach hurts and you feel your legs giving in underneath your weight. All because of something important and far more intimate than sex is happening. Access’s to body and mind are on completely different levels and now you’re more than well aware of that major gap as you pace back and forth, waiting for Kuroko to be done.
“… and? What do you think? Tetsu?”
“I’m not done yet, (Name).” Kuroko informs, his eyes not leaving the computer screen as he scrolls down the sentences you wrote. You ponder why does it take him so long.
You’re about to ask but Kuroko cuts you off. It’s not that hard to pinpoint the moment when you open your mouth since you’ve kept pestering him every 5 minutes now.
“Just sit back and wait. I’ll tell you when I finished reading.”
You give out inpatient sigh but plop on the couch.
Some time later, Kuroko rubs his eyes before turning swivelling chair to look at you.
“And?! How is it?” you shot up, anxious about his opinion. “What do you think? Did you like it?! Just… tell me everything. I… I can stand criticism.”
Kuroko ruffles his hair and sighs, a tad consternation visible on his usually stoic face.
“… your grammar, (Name).” he says slowly, “Your grammar is awful.”
“I completely understand what you’re saying, (Name). You have my full support on any of your hobbies and if you ever have an extra ticket to any concert, count me in. After all who am I to judge you? I’m an adult man yet I happen to carry toys around me sometimes just because my horoscope tells me to. I also breathe and live according to what it says. I don’t have the right to question your interests.”
More or less that was what you thought Midorima would say to you after finding out that your interests did not included talking about make-up and singing up on a waiting list for a designer bag. The least to say his reaction was not something you assumed could happen.
For the past minutes Midorima has been scrolling through his phone, probably asking his personal fortune teller if dating you was a good idea. Finally Midorima puts down his phone and fixes his glasses, before locking his eyes on you.
“Madame Antoinette says you should reconsider your options, (Name).” he informs straight-face. “If you don’t, the repercussions will be awful.”
You sneer at the ridiculousness of this situation and the Madame Antoinette herself. Who the hell names themselves that?!
“Comes from the man who believes that number nine represents the devil!”
“Now, (Name), let’s not be so hasty about this.”
“You bought a paint sprayer to cover every bloody ‘nine’ in the registration plates you saw, Shintarou!” you exclaimed, throwing your arms in the air, “You went to jail, for goodssakes!”
“… it was just a lockup.” Midorima corrected tartly, “But that’s not the point! You need to reconsider your options, (Name)! Madame Antoinette is never wrong!”
“Oh, bite me!”
“Come on! Just five minutes!” you whine, tugging on Murasakibara’s sleeve. (Band/group’s name)’s band new single has just became available and for those who buys it within the next 10 minutes there’s a promotional poster. Pretty neat deal but the only problem was your boyfriend was dead-set on passing that opportunity.
“Pleasepleaseplease… Please! Atsushi! I’ll buy you… I’ll treat you for burritos. A whole month!”
Murasakibara halts and it gives you some hope only until you see him glaring down at you.
“I won’t fall for this twice, (Name)chin. You said it the last time and all I got was a coupon. And it was just ten percent off type.“ he informs and resume walking. Or at least he tries as you jumped in front of him and push him in the direction of the shop.
“What are you doing, (Name)chin?”
“I’m using my chance to prove my dedication to (Band/group’s name).” you pant but Murasakibara doesn’t budge. “I don’t deserve to call myself their fan unless I support their hard work!”
“Why are you into…” Murasakibara pauses, glancing over his shoulder to look at the flashy poster sticked to the windowsill. He really doesn’t get it. “I thought you were into… I dunno… bags and clothes and all that stuff. You’re a girl after all.”
“I couldn’t care less about brands. You only pay for the name. What’s so great about it?”
“Then what happened with the scarf I gave you for Christmas?” Murasakibara asks after a moment of silence. “I haven’t seen you wearing it yet.”
That remark makes your cheeks flush red. Murasakibara indeed got you some designer piece of clothing as a gift. You kept it in the closet. Under shoe boxes. And a vacuum cleaner.
“Well… I have it of course!” you stammer slightly, “I keep it for special occasions of course!”
“That’s so rich, (Name)chan!” Takao rolls with laughter, “I wouldn’t have guessed! You look so… so normal!”
You give your boyfriend a blunt look from above the book you were reading. It was plain ridiculous how did Takao insist to make such a fuss about you being a bookworm. Really.
“And how should I look, eh?” you deadpan, “It wouldn’t be tattooed on my forehead, Kazunari, now would it?”
Takao laughs harder, probably at some absurd picture in his mind of an encyclopaedia’s headwords being engraved allover your body.
“What an opportunity!” Takao exclaims, rubbing his tearful eyes, “I just can’t let it slide. You’re not getting away with this.”
“Get away with what exactly?” you ask snappishly, “If you’re planning to tease me about my taste in books then good luck.”
“What do you mean?” he frowns, “Your hobby has just became my ultimate weapon! I’ve never believed the books could be dangerous. Who would have thought I’ve lived my life in ignorance for so long!”
“I highly doubt that.”
“Because in that case,” you raise your eyebrow mockingly, “You’d have to read them all.”
The distasteful scowl on his face is enough of a confirmation that he didn’t expect you to be into… well… into something the girls he knew weren’t interested in. Hanamiya’s expression only worsened as you let him into your bedroom, walls covered with colourful posters, bookshelves filled to the point he preferred to keep away from them just in case they would fall over.
“So… you’re one of those girls, eh?”
“Those girls?” you raise your eyebrow questioningly. Truthfully, you were pretty damn nervous about opening up about your hobbies. You only managed to reveal your intellectual treasures after few months of being with Hanamiya. His reaction… you were pretty hurt. Hurt and angry.
“Which girls? Dumb bimbos who spend their days wondering what lipstick they should wear? Or those disgusting wenches who feed of their boyfriends, convincing them that if they love them they should buy that bloody Chanel?”
With every another sentence of your rant, Hanamiya’s eyes widen. It’s been the first time you to snapped at him. You’ve never been anything but patient and kind, and yet here you were, fuming. He wondered if maybe he crossed the line or something.
Despite his inner musings, Hanamiya manages to keep his face cool. He smirks and flicks your forehead, then casually strolls around your bedroom, checking out titles on your bookshelf.
“Don’t be dense, (Name). I was joking. It doesn’t really matter to me what you—“ Hanamiya cringes, feeling your intensive glare boring in his back. Wrong words. “There are no girls like you. There’s only one (Name).”
Still facing the bookshelf, Hanamiya smirks smugly. He managed to wriggle his way out of a possible argument and it was pretty damn neat move. Hanamiya’s eyes slide over book covers and one particular title, makes his stomach twist. Hanamiya’s throat goes dry.
“there were greasers, then there were hoods, wild boys from the downtown outfits like tim shepard’s gang or the tiber street tigers.”
jess is the unofficial leader of the gang
partially because he’s the oldest, partially because no one wanted to risk their life by telling him what to do
he was orphaned at a young age & sent to a boys home with his younger brother who was adopted without him
jess doesn’t miss his parents since he was taken away from them at a young age, but he misses his brother
he fought & clawed his way out of every boys home he was thrown in
it never took him more than a day to escape & he’s busted out of jail on several occasions too
jess has started a lot of fights with dallas. he met him in jail & they didn’t get along
he has nearly black hair and harsh, angular features, dark eyes, & a long scar that runs from the side of his lips to his chin
& he’s the tallest, standing at 6′4
probably the most hot-tempered person alive
p.t. (pronounced petey): 19
p.t. from an upper middle class family
his dad was abusive towards his mother & not to good to him either, so one day she packed up her things & took p.t. away
since he was their source of income, they had to move to the poorer part of town
he hates his name (phillip tate) because it sounds socy & reminds him of his dad
once p.t. went back to his old house to steal from his dad
& bought a motorcycle with the money
he did really well in school but dumbed himself down to fit into the greaser crowd once he moved away from his soc life
also used to play football with darry when darry was a senior in high school & he was a junior, so he knows & is on good terms with the curtis gang
he loves his mom more than anything
p.t. has blonde hair & brown eyes. he’s strong but lanky. despite the fact that his features are a little softer than the rest of the gang’s, he can look mean if he wants to
warren comes from a decent with both parents & an older brother, but he’s never felt close to any of them
he’s smart, especially when it comes to mechanics & he really likes hot-wiring & stealing cars
the girl that got shot a few years back at the dingo was his girlfriend (rosie). shooting her was an accident, but the gun that fired was in the hands of a river king, & that started the rivalry between the tiber street tigers & the river kings
emotionally detached from almost everything
different girl every night
warren knows he’ll never fall in love again so he doesn’t make any effort to get to know the girls he goes with
he drinks & smokes a lot & hasn’t showed up at school since he was 15
he isn’t a sentimental person but he has a picture of rosie in his room
his hair is dark brown, cut short, & a little curly. he hates hair grease with a passion
warren has cold blue eyes & strong arms covered in tattoos. he’s a little shorter than jess but considerably bigger when it comes to muscles
since milo’s young, he wouldn’t have been let into the gang if it hadn’t been for the time he saw p.t. getting beat up by a bunch of river kings & stepped in to help
he lives with his dad above a laundromat
milo really loves the smell of clean laundry and soap because he’s so used to it
he’s friends with ponyboy & curly & he almost always has some sort of injury from doing stupid stuff with them like climbing telephone poles or playing chicken with cigarettes
got his good taste in music from pony & his reckless streak from curly
milo really looks up to warren. he gave himself a stick n poke tattoo to try to look more like him
he’s the best fighter out of all of them when he has to be
milo hardly ever starts fights, but he’s loyal & protective of his friends & family, so if he needs to defend them, he will
does not have an inside voice
he has brown hair, green eyes, a spray of freckles across his cheeks & a slight build
( hi okay here is the big project i have been working on ! please let me know if you like this, who your favorite is, etc & feel free to send me asks about them ! )
The band members reaction to their s/o's extremely bad music taste?
(them to me when they find out i love One Direction)
2D: 2D’s puzzled about your taste in music because he expected a bit differently from you, but at the same time, he doesn’t really care. He liked his favorite bands for a reason and you liked yours (though playing certain songs makes him scrunch his nose up).
Murdoc Niccals: He has absolutely no qualms about digging into you for your music taste, snickering about it until he realizes you’ve said you enjoy the music he creates. He decides to keep quiet about it from that point on.
Noodle: Noodle would also have a good time poking fun at you, but she doesn’t mind that much (she hates people who are musical elitists). She thinks you can like what you’re gonna like, even if it’s not within her own tastes.
Russel Hobbs: Russel tries to be fair about your music but when songs make him cringe, he shakes his head and asks you how you can stand it. He can understand liking a good beat over lyrics, but some songs… are too much.
100% scientific grading of all (most) Dragon Age companions/advisors
Alistair: Is a sweetheart who does his best and is a fantastic tank and has great hair, great sense of humor, I just want to hug him, rating: A+
Dog: Faithful, loyal, pees on things, (Happy bark!), rating: A+
Leliana: looks like a cinnamon roll but can actually kill you, likes the way you do your hair, is a sweetheart, rating: A+
Morrigan: will put a spell on you (and now you’re hers), #1 witch, becomes a great mom even though her own upbringing wasn’t that great, rating: A+
Oghren: goes into the Deep Roads to try to find his wife, doesn’t give a flying nug, rating: A+
Shale: is a giant rock, great voice, great backstory, rating: A+
Sten: so Qunari he makes the Arishok look small-time, learns over time to respect the Warden, rating: A+
Wynne: #1 Grandma, great healer, is playing the long game so she can troll everyone in Asunder, rating: A+
Zevran: Best accent, beautiful hair and skin complexion, “for you I would march into the Black City itself, never doubt it!”, rating: A+
Loghain Mac Tir: honestly you don’t have a daughter like Anora unless you’re kicking ass and taking names yourself, rating: A+
Anders: is fucking adorable, will save all cats, ~Anders’ spicy shimmy~, #1 healer but seriously make him an Arcane Warrior for a good time, rating: A+
Justice: Fade spirit just doing his best, wants to help everyone, looks good in plate, rating: A+
Nathaniel Howe: Loves Amaranthine, defends his family but also learns to see their faults, is definitely gonna bang my Cousland on top of his dad’s grave, rating: A+
Oghren: “You joined the Grey Wardens? Really?” “You said it would be hot!” “WE WERE ROLEPLAYING!” rating: A+
Sigrun: oh my god she’s so cute but also smashes darkspawn in the face, DESERVES A BETTER ENDING for sure, rating: A+
Velanna: Goodnight shemlen b/c Velanna is coming for you, doesn’t give any shits, is prob. one of the biggest badasses in the series, rating: A+
DRAGON AGE 2
Anders: WAS RIGHT, fuck the templars, how can one feathermage be so pure, has loved Hawke for three years oh my god? voiced by Adam Howden who donated money to a GoFundMe for my sister’s sick cat (true story), rating: A+
Aveline: WILL TANK ALL OF THEDAS, do no harm but take no shit, will beat Hawke’s ass if necessary, “real nice night for an evening!” rating: A+
Bethany: who’s the best BETHANY’S THE BEST, Hawke’s #1 biggest most supportive fan, definitely best haircare routine and the most pure, rating: A+
Carver: does his best, actually secretly loves Hawke deep down inside, they probably built pillow forts together as kids and were def. best friends, rating: A+
Fenris: best spiky broody elf in any franchise, prob. the smartest individual in the entire Kirkwall Crew honestly, trying his hardest to move on, voiced by Gideon Emery and everything that guy touches turns to gold, rating: A+
Isabela: #1 pirate queen, has a heart of gold and loves Hawke, she just loves Hawke so much????? she’s going to let the Kirkwall Crew live happily ever after on her pirate ship I’m so proud of her, rating: A+
Merrill: dESERVED BETTER in every respect, just wants to help everyone??? Loves Mahariel and Tamlen so mucH?? Merrill/FHawke is such a pure ship omg, rating: A+
Sebastian Vael: definitely tries his best and wants so hard to live up to his name, will shot you with bow, makes that outfit look honestly stylin’, #1 accent in all of the Free Marches, rating: A+
Varric: Actual #1 Bro™, there is no bro who has ever bro’d harder, HIS FRIENDSHIP WITH HAWKE IS honestly, probably the best friendship in any game, like this if you cry every tim, rating: A+
Blackwall: Can we discuss that beard tho, just doing his best, honestly the best banter, “What can a grey warden do?” “save the fucking world if pressed”, rating: A+
Cassandra: holy shit is htere a bigger badass in Thedas no there is not, did you guys watch the anime holy shit. if she met Aveline it would be the unstoppable force meets the immovable object honestly, rating: A+
Cole: pure spirit child, “he’s only 12 years old and already more psychic than his dad” - dril, dies a lot when he’s in my party i’m sorry Cole, rating: A+
Dorian: actual most styling man out there, had to leave Tevinter because he was so damn stylish he was putting the rest of the Imperium to shame, oh my god he’s just like, best friends with your Inquisitor and it’s so?? pure? rating: A+
Iron Bull: lmao it’s over for you if you get in trouble with this guy also the Chargers are basically? great? and he’s so good to Krem?? voiced by a guy who loves this job and loves video games, rating: A+
Sera: is gonna throw bees at your head and is looks good in plaidweave, deserves better, most unique accent in the series, has good taste in ladies, rating: A+
Solas: it was Egg who caused the trouble but honestly he’s doing his best, gets approval anytime you’re nice to like anyone, GREAT artist, i heard there was a secret chord that david played and it pleased the lord but you don’t really care for music do you? it goes like this the fourth the fifth the minor fall the major lift the baffled king composing hallelujah??? rating: A+
Varric: guess who’s back, back again, Varric’s back, and tbh he’s just so good and he helps everyone and is helping the inquisitor b/c he cares so much, rating: A+
Vivienne: WOW has anyone ever looked so goddamn gorgeous, probably not, way too stylish for you plebeians, i only wish i could raise myself to her level, but i also don’t want her to ever lower her standards which she would have to do to even talk to me, rating: A+
Cullen: has been through a lot of shit and come out surprisingly chill, admits his mistakes, loves dogs like all good Fereldans, definitely got that lip scar from Hawke though, rating: A+
Josephine: honestly the best fashion sense in Skyhold, those ruffles though, is very pure?? I just want to cuddle her on the couch forever, make her some rice krispy treats and then take her on a vacation because she deserves it, rating: A+