The way he looks at her as she’s talking is the way every girl deserves to be looked at when talking. You can see that he’s listening. And even though she seems so serious, he still finds her so cute. This warms my heart. I want this.
Okay so I figured out the proper way to get me to work–have someone insinuate to a friend of mine that their scenario of their character with mine is wrong even though we heavily discussed the thing on Skype.
The argument in question: Will Mono automatically Lockjaw someone upon being touched?
The ONLY version of him that does that is the one in the comic–better known as Broken!Mono. No other version knows they can even do that.
To get a better sense of his Mentalities, here are some important factors to their attitudes:
Pre!CORE - Gaster’s Assistant and Successful Experiment
- Automatically responds to orders with the starting phrase “New Assignment.”
- Prone to self-destructive thinking if something goes wrong.
- Avoids interactions with anyone who isn’t Gaster–as they tend to stress him out.
“Regular” - Post-Comic Scientist
- Prone to frequent narcoleptic episodes.
- Has absolutely zero funny bones in his body and can’t make a joke to save his life–relies heavily on word puns and carries around a dictionary instead of a joke book.
- Is hyper-aware of his stance in the universe and is obsessed with string theory.
Broken - Official Comic Persona
- Hyper-aggressive toward new individuals and alternate beings.
- Has a dark sense of humor if interacted with.
- Extremely self-destructive and prone to violent outbursts if prompted–will not hesitate to do something even if it means he’s injured in an extreme way.
Angela would be Ravenclaw, I think Genji would actually be
Slytherin? Gryffindor maaaaybe but idk I feel like both he and Hanzo
would be Slytherin brothers. Cocky little motherfucks.
Yes! And how about: Slytherin!Genji trying to get Ravenclaw!Angela to help him with pranks and stuff, since they’re young and how can you not prank people with magic? And Angela refuses, but Genji starts hanging around her anyway, and they start to become relly good friends and argh <3 (Angela ends up helping him with pranks. After expressing her displeasure, of course) (She also ends up laughing the hardest as people actually fall for the pranks and Genji might or might not fall for her at that moment)
Phil Coulson and Melinda May, top of their classes in the Academy, youngest recruits of their time. Known as some of SHIELD’s best and brightest. Experts in strategy, analysis, and hand-to-hand-combat. Specialist and field agent, living legends. The greatest two-man team in the field.
Needing to employ all their training and skills….
Against each other….
In a tiny apartment….
Knocking over lamps and running into the coffee table….
Nate: we make a good team!
Sophie: sure do! friendship rules! let’s be awesome teammates forever!
Nate and Sophie five minutes later: *has wild drunk sex in Nate’s hotel room*
Nate: let’s have a friendly, platonic dinner!
Sophie: okay! as friends and colleagues and nothing more!
Nate and Sophie five minutes later: *has wild drunk sex on Nate’s apartment floor*
Nate: no relationship for me thnx!
Sophie: yuck me neither! supes casual sex all the way!
Nate and Sophie five minutes later: *has long-term monogamous relationship leading to marriage*
This is a video from the MisCast in 2010 when Aaron did Fly, Fly Away. There are some fun clips in there of Aaron being interviewed, some of him singing, and then some of the other performers using him as props in there songs.
At 1:36ish one of the other performers is playing with Aaron and he does this adorable laugh/hiding his laughter thing and it was too precious not to mention
“What are you up to there?” The big, blonde man chuckled mostly to himself at the young woman sprawled out on the couch.
“I needed a night.” Her hands were folded on her bare stomach—she was in only a camisole that had shifted to show skin and low-riding sweats.
“Did you finish this bottle by yourself?” He lifted a double bottle of cheap wine and gestured to her. “And how did you get it?”
“Ha ha.” She rolled her eyes and tilted her head back to look at him. “I’m twenty-one, asshole.”
The corner of his lips played upwards in a smirk even though he was trying to be serious.
“So you skip your birthday dinner and let yourself into my home to drink away your sorrows?” He adjusted her as he sat down so that her head was resting on his lap. “Your parents are upset.”
“I know you are.” He waved the bottle over her. “You drank all of this yourself.”
“Stop!” She whined. There was a pause. “I was going to go to Montana, I wanted to. Dad invited Bran here instead and thought it’d help.”
Ben signed. He knew she had been very easily upset over the past few weeks and wouldn’t talk to her parents about it. She’d escaped to spend nights with him, something that was definitely putting a strain on her father.
“Tell me what’s wrong.” He played with her hair, knowing it was one of the things that would help her relax. “Please? I can’t have you sneaking over here every time you’re upset if it means your father is going to kill me.”
“I don’t know.” She groaned. “I’m just very on edge recently—oh don’t give me that stupid face I know it’s obvious.” He laughed at her. “I don’t fit in and it’s very frustrating to me. It’s hard to keep college friends when I’m commuting to school and living at home. The wolves don’t like me, never have, and never will. I’ll blame mom for that.”
“I think maybe you’re just a bitch to them.”
“I want cuddles.”
“I don’t fit on the couch when you’re on it, Porsche.” He stuck his tongue out at her in mockery when she did it first. “You’re going through your teen angst again, at the age of twenty-one. Just tell your mom that, she’ll think it’s funny.”
“They’re half the reason for it. They still treat me like a kid—“ She began.
“You live at home.” He offered. “It’s probably just hard to remember…”. He couldn’t finish the sentence. Very few things still bothered Ben, especially since he’d allowed Warren and Kyle to talk him into therapy. Things existed, but didn’t haunt him constantly.
Remembering his history with the woman laying across him was something particularly sensitive in recent years. It wasn’t difficult for him to remember her when she was five, but it was certainly something he actively sought not to think about.
She watched him carefully with dark brown eyes. She was his alpha’s daughter before she was his, and it wasn’t something he was likely to ever forget.
“Run away with me?”
“Yes. Running away.” He thought for a moment. “You know how far we could get? Here. We could get this far away from your house before they come and find you.”
She laughed and he smiled.
“You know you can talk to them about this, right?” He nudged her to sit up. “Your parents are good about that sort of thing.”
“I know.” She pulled her hair back into a ponytail and leaned her head against his shoulder. “Do I have to go back now?” Her eyes would be the death of him, he had decided that a long, long time ago.
He paused for a long moment, weighing his options. Adam Hauptman had a funny way of knowing things, not quite in the same way as the Marrok, but there was no way he was unaware that Ben had found his daughter. If he let her stay here, he’d best let his alpha know where she was for certain.
Finally, he let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding.
“Fine.” He nudged her over and she pretended to be thrown backwards onto the couch. He shook his head with a broad smile, “But brush your teeth, they’re purple.”
“It’s a double bottle of cheap wine! It’s not my fault!”
Sorry I’ve disappeared and this is so short and small. This semester has absolutely slaughtered me and I’ve not had much time to write. I have two more that I wanted to post yesterday (V-day) but didn’t get to that I’m trying to also get up tonight.