ANDREW ACCIDENTALLY CALLING NEIL CUTE IN FRONT OF THE FOXES P L E A S E
IT IS OFFICIALLY MY SEMESTER BREAK!!!!!! ajfhdajkhfdajh this is the best prompt EVER let me have this self-indulgent headcanon
the foxes, because they like a.) challenges and b.) making money out of these challenges, get the idea to play Andreil Trope Bingo
nicky starts it, purely out of boredom, as well as out of the desire to spite kevin for being too exy-focused even if the season’s over
he creates a card with things like “andrew buying food for neil” “neil smiling behind andrew’s back” “one talking about the other when the other is not there” “andrew hurting someone for neil” “rooftop date” “andreil going late to practice together”
after the whole team making edits to the bingo card, a copy is given to everyone
word gets around, but as andrew and neil are two of the most oblivious people in the world, they don’t catch wind of it
eventually, everybody (including wymack and bee) gets in on it, because the pot rises to be two grand (can you guys believe? two fucking grand for a couple’s trope bingo)
they make it a race of sorts - as andrew and neil aren’t normally affectionate in public (neil being the more touchy of the two, but still severely lacking in comparison to the stereotype of Normal Couples), they all have to be there at certain times of the day
dan clearly established the “no fishing rule” at the start but some of them can’t help themselves - they’re just really lucky sometimes
renee is the first to check “andrew wearing one of neil’s shirts” after she notices at their weekly sparring session
aaron (unluckily enough) gets the first shot at “andreil making out by the lockers” after his shift to tidy up the court
nicky is first witness at “one being lowkey possessive over the other” when he catches a glimpse of andrew frowning down someone at the bar for checking out neil
at the end of it all, they’re all left with one box blank
“andrew calling neil cute”
and everybody is just ??????
because andrew would never do that. not in a million years
only neil seems like the type to do so - but even neil hasn’t said anything of the sort
everybody’s panicking because they’re all so close yet so far away
fast forward; it’s been a little over a month since everyone’s only got that last box blank, and they’ve all been fishing
matt has asked, on multiple occasions, what andrew thought of neil when he smiled
allison has pointed out how good neil looked when she gave him her last haircut
bee even got ahold of neil’s baby pictures and showed them to andrew on a visit of his
wymack, at some point, tried asking if “cute” was really the specific word they all needed to hear (”What if he says ‘adorable’? You know Minyard gets all wordy at some point.”)
they all flail around for another week until thefoxes’ weekly movie night
it happens on a thursday at neil and andrew’s room, because it was their turn
everyone is seated around the television, either on armchairs, the sofa, or on beanbags
neil coughs and pounds his chest
andrew gets up from the sofa so fast and gets neil a glass of water
upon getting the glass, neil goes “Ah.That was just a test. Thanks for putting in the effort.”
neil is smirking and all, thinking he’s so clever, the cheeky bastard
and no one is prepared for andrew’s “Mmm. That’s cute. Move over.”
everybody is suddenly scrambling for their cards in their pockets
IT’S LIFE OR DEATH AT THIS POINT, PEOPLE
THAT LAST BOX IS ALL THAT M A T T E R S
nicky is like “Shit shit shit shit shit shit–”
kevin frustratingly goes “Where the fuck is my pen–”
bee is like “That’s unfair, I didn’t bring my card!”
it’s dan-the-legend-wilds that gets to cross out the box first and she yells (half-drunkenly) “BingobingobingobingoBINGO MOTHERFUCKERS!!”
matt’s like “Babe we’re going halfsies on that right–” while allison yells “THAT”S GOING INTO OUR NAIL POLISH FUND!”
wymack is in the moment and is like “Dan, you’re sharing with me, or you’re out of the fucking team.”
renee is groaning and shaking her head while aaron is just shrugging and texting katelyn he lost
in the midst of the chaos and debating-who-got-it-first is andrew and neil, clueless as fuck, staring at them all and at one another
neil is blinking in confusion while andrew is stony-faced
they go out of the room and leave the madness that is the foxes coming up with another bet and searching for money in their wallets
List of thoughts jack probably had through the years about Eric Bittl
•oh but he actually wants to get better
•good at hockey but i started off calling him bittle I cant shorten his name now
•its cool that more people of the lgbt community are getting into hockey, or at least being open about their sexual preferences
•do you think he would want maple syrup from uncle? Or honey from uncle with bees? Ill ask (proceeds to get into hour conversation about honey vs maple syrup) uh… i still dont know
•(during the summer) uh i miss bittle. He was cute. I think i kinda like him in the romantic sense but maybe i just miss him too much. Even if i did like bittle, who can blame me. Also i shouldnt act on it, hes a teammate and friend and i cant ruin a freindship again this way
•bittle is really sweet
•bittle would make any boyfriend of his happy, like look at these pies and hes athletic so his legs look so good and his face is cute. I hope his future boyfriend treats him well or the SMH team will have something to say
•bittle looks so good for the camera hes like an angel. A little southern angel.
•senior year is a bit daunting but at least my friends are here and i have bitty’s pies. Im going to miss them. One step at a time though jack.
•i regret yelling at bittle last year its been a while and were friends now but i mean i can make up for it by taking him out for the sugar coffee he likes i suppose, no other reason for taking him out more than shitty
•his legs are so good (x500)
•aw he still isnt used to the cold here bits, my jacket.
•i want to kiss him. Oh wow what an impulsive thought jack keep it together youre probably horny and hes gay but hes a teammate. Hockey over ten minutes of pleasure as mom always says
•im gonna miss bittle i cant believe this is happening oh no… i would give up hockey playing to be by bittle for another year.. oh no i love him and i didnt tell him
•i love him so much
•bits looks so good in this kitchen.. and in my room…. and my living room…(etc)
•I LOVE HIM (x9999*10^9999999)
•should i buy him these butt shorts or send him a link- oh wait oh my god bitty butt
•im a bitty butt man
OK guys hear me out on this but- I think that the entire TAZ world, or at least the seven red-robes are running on a constant majoras mask/refuge year long loop that resets with the earth being devoured by The Hunger, and that there is a second voidfish that (up until now) kept this a secret
O H MY GOD. GENDER ROLES WHO??? WHEN UR FAVE BREAKS EVERY GENDER ROLE EVER. UGH MORE GUYS IN NAIL POLISH PLS. I STILL CANT BELIEVE TAHT HAPPENED SNKDOXJSJSJWKSK YES MORE MEN BEING FEMININE THIS IS WHAT PROGRESS LOOKS LIKE
it’s always sunny seasons rated by macdennis content
Season 1: the first time we meet these codependent losers. episode 1 has the tequila scene. Gun Fever has them joined at the hip for the entire duration. mac calls dennis “den” steadily throughout. need i say more? 6/10.
Season 2: sparse. they wear matching tracksuits, they crash a car together, but at the end of the day, mac bangs dennis’ mom. 4/10.
Season 3: mac pretends to blow dennis in a dance competition. mac saves dennis from prostitution. mac tells dennis he loves him. 8/10.
Season 4: birthplace of the homoerotic nightmare that is Mac and Dennis: Manhunters. also home to such classics as mac waking dennis up with a gentle nose boop, the revelation that dennis listens to all of mac’s phone calls, and the hand-holding at the end of The Nightman Cometh that nobody asked for. 7/10.
Season 5: unbelievable. there’s no pointing listing anything here, because i’d be describing the entire season word for word. they’re banging the whole way through and if you cant see that i feel sorry for you. 10/10.
Season 6: dennis’ hair is too short in this season. nevertheless they buy a boat together, argue over matching halloween costumes, and break up dennis’ marriage to a woman by having a drunken sleepover. 6/10.
Season 7: mac and dennis care for and support each other by sharing chimichangas and plotting to do crack together in tommy bahama shirts. also, the word “macdennis” appears in canon for the first time. a truly blessed event. 5/10.
Season 8: starts off slow, but by episode 5, this season blossoms into a truly beautiful viewing experience. one word: Guiginos. 7/10.
Season 9: the promos for this season alone warrant at least a 7/10. mac fantasises about dennis screaming and crying “i love you” over his lifeless body. Chicago’s “You’re The Inspiration” will haunt me forever. 8/10.
Season 10: another fairly sparse season. however, we do learn that mac and dennis jack off together, so that’s got to count for something. 5/10.
Season 11: two (almost) 40 year old men, so inseparable that the idea of living apart doesn’t even occur to them, move into a suburban family home together. it turns out to be a nightmare, but these things happen. bonus: dennis’ steadying hand on mac’s hip on the cruise ship. beautiful. 7/10.
Season 12: mac is officially an out gay man! dennis frequently claims he hates mac throughout, but still has to hold back tears when he’s given the rpg. i don’t want to talk about it. 9/10.
I still cant believe Carol (2015) dir. Todd Haynes is a real movie, like it sounds like something a Tumblr Lesbian™ would make a text post about like “WHAT IF Cate Blanchett and like.. ROONEY MARA were secret vintage lesbians that dont give a shit about their men and go on a roadtrip together??! and fucking Sarah Paulson was a cool lesbian who used to date Cate Blanchett and now she dates hot redheads?? And at some point Cate goes down on a topless Rooney Mara and we see Cates bare muscular back as shes eating her out!!!” Its so unreal but this shit actually happened i saw it happen with my own gay eyes
-A character not having time to use the bathroom in between classes so they’re forced to hold till lunch or all day
-A character having a teacher who never lets students use the bathroom in their class, saying they should’ve gone beforehand (I think everyone’s had a teacher like this)
-A character getting desperate during important testing (like state testing or something) and they’re not allowed to leave the room during it
-A bladder shy character who can’t use the school bathrooms so they’re desperate the whole day and always have trouble holding until they get home
-A desperate character staying late after school to make up a test or talk to a teacher, by the time they leave the school bathrooms are closed and they have to try to make it home in time
-A desperate character having to walk home, each step they take makes it harder and harder for them to hold
-A character with a small badder always asking to use the bathroom in class, eventually the teachers stop believing them and tell them no, they cry and beg, saying “Its an emergency” (I think everyone has said this at some point) the teacher still doesn’t believe them, the character wets themself and the teacher never stops them from using the bathroom again
-A character being on the verge of wetting themself 5 minutes before the bell. They cant wait anymore so they have to ask to go, rushing to the bathroom and relieving themself, their friends make comments and ask why they didn’t just wait (based on a true story that happened to me)
-A character who refuses to use the school bathrooms no matter what because they’re disgusting ends up getting desperate during school
-A character who has to take the bus home with a full bladder and barely makes it, they end up wetting themself after the bus drops them off and drives away
-A character that has a bladder infection that constantly needs to run off to use the bathroom, some teachers don’t believe them so they have to show them a doctors note
-An incontinent character wetting themself constantly at school and in public so their parents make them start to wear diapers again
-A character who usually wets the bed falls asleep during class and wets their pants while they sleep
I know these aren’t very detailed but hopefully someone can get inspired by it or get some ideas from it.
Hiraeth: (n) homesickness for a home you can’t return to, or that never was.
Jimin is a vampire who would stop at nothing to save his dying mother. What lengths would he go to if the only cure to her disease was destroying you?
Series warning: angst, emotional abuse, physical abuse, witchcraft, vampires, werewolves, fluff and eventual smut.
*THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS IMPLIED SMUT*
A/N: Releasing this chapter early because it’s Jimin’s birthday, Happy Birthday Mochi!
Jungkook looked down to see who had run straight into his chest only to find your tear stained face that was painted with fright, his first reaction was to insulate you with his strong arms and pushed you back into his chest, hugging you. He didn’t know what else to do to make your panic and tears go away but nonetheless he wanted you to feel safer, because he was protective over you, and he was ready to fight whatever was chasing you no matter the consequences.
When he felt you were a bit calmed down, he hesitated to ask you what was wrong or why you had been crying, not wanting to stir up the memory back in your mind. Neither of you know how much time passed by when he hugged you but only before separating you had hugged him back. You had never had comfort in that way from anybody but the long forgotten, you were startled at first but the heat that radiated from him instilled peacefulness in you, making you forget about the scene that unfolded earlier momentarily.
“J-jungkook” you tried to push him away, afraid that somehow whatever happened before can still happen again, it seemed to follow her everywhere and Jungkook is the last person she would want to get hurt, even if she didnt know him. He didn’t deserve it.
“Do you wanna talk about it? What happened?” He looked at you with worried eyes that only made yours tear up, how can you even begin to explain this. No one would believe it.
“I.. I dont even know” you stuttered, “You won’t believe me because I cant believe it myself, its crazy” you wiped your tears with the back of your hand ready to turn around and walk away.
“You can’t just assume that… Try me” he reassured you.
“I think… Someone tried to hurt me, she called me a witch and then s-she just died in my hands” you were shaking again, “Just like how Sally died, she had a number on her forehead again and I don’t know what this means am I a murderer?!”
“No, no you’re not. You’re not a witch either” he looked at you with gentle eyes. “You don’t smell like them” he laughed, stunning you.
“You… you dont think this is crazy?” You met his eyes.
“No… it’s not” he took a step closer, “I don’t think its your fault either, that a person died in front of you unless you intended and physically done so”. He brought his hands and cupped your cheeks “So don’t beat up yourself over it”.
“Why the hell do you smell like a dog?!” Seulgi had found you after you parted with Jungkook, he had finally left you alone after you insisted you were okay and had to go home alone, he resisted at first but agreed to it.
“What?” Was your only reply, why is everyone accusing you of smelling strange, you couldn’t pick up anything.
“You know what. I dont even care. Keep walking”.
The drive back home was quiet, Seulgi glanced you some strange looks but mainly kept her eyes on the road. You thought her company was over you reached your new home, but she had gotten out of the car and locked it, following you in to the house.
You were both met with a Jimin sitting on the black couch, his eyes darted upwards as he saw you enter. “Hey babe” Seulgi behind you greeted him and raced you into the living room to give him a kiss, he didn’t seem to be fond of it but didn’t look like he minded either. You excused yourself and went upstairs to not disturb anyone even further.
The night unfolded and you grew hungrier, you had barely anything to eat but some food samples in the market and forgot your appetite after the eventful afternoon. You had decided to go downstairs to find something to eat but your plans were disrupted when you hear moans from downstairs.
“Jimin don’t stop!” You hear Seulgi’s voice, followed by a loud moan. You were disturbed. The image of them doing such a personal activity disgusted you. They had no shame and didn’t even care to acknowledge your existence for not taking it upstairs and giving you some space. Yet again, you forget that you were just captive and your life was a ticking bomb at his hands.
You dont know how much time had passed before they’ve stopped, but you managed to gather some courage to go downstairs. As you walked down the steps you glanced around to see if there’s anyone there, you thought you were alone before Seulgi jumped into view. She was barely covered and there was a bite mark on the base of her neck.
“Did I tell you Jimin-ah, your little friend here smelt like a dog this morning, all in the intimate places” she smirked.
“She, what?” Jimin came into view. “It was him wasn’t it?” He asked looking slightly annoyed.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about” you said, “I wasn’t playing around with a dog, I stumbled upon Jungkook by coincidence in the market and we spoke a little”
“Spoke about what?” he glared at you, “Do you think that all of this is some joke?” he scoffed.
“You said to not make it obvious that I got kidnapped, what am I supposed to do?! Everything I do ticks you off so just kill me already and get it over with” you don’t know where you gathered this sudden courage, “I’m tired of this, I just want to be at peace” you let tears slip through as you remember the deaths at your hand.
You expected Jimin to threaten or even worse choke you but to death this time, but he didn’t say anything. He looked at you for longer than a moment, almost as if he was analysing you before walking away, with Seulgi closely following behind.
You stood there for a minute, took a deep breath in and walked to the kitchen looking through the cupboards and quickly cooking up a meal. As you stood by the stove you contemplated living another day, if you were going to die why don’t you just die right now, why should you wait for it. The more days that pass the more pain you experience, with Sally gone your life was gone too.
Everything after that happened in a blur, you remember taking out a knife from the knife-station just within your arms reach and after that all you saw was blood coming from the main artery in your forearm and slowly you felt yourself going unconscious, until you were met with the familiar blond, with bright red eyes and then darkness.
It was so difficult to see your blood everywhere and not have the temptation to drink you empty. All it took was a few drops of his blood to heal you. Jimin was upstairs in a heated argument with Seulgi, she was never meant to let you out of her sight and she’s done exactly that. You could’ve ran away or had been taken by somebody, your ‘gift’ was quickly spreading as the word of town, a lot of people are finding out how precious taking your life is. When he sensed your heart beat quickly beating and smelt the sweet scent of your blood he knew something had gone wrong.
He had taken you upstairs to your room and laid you on the bed. He would be so angry if he didn’t pity you a little bit, he didn’t have time to waste feeling sorry for you as he had business to deal with. Jungkook.
“Jungkook” Jimin spitted, he knew where to find where he and his group of dog friends were. They weren’t difficult to trace given his supernatural scent and Jimin’s supernatural abilities.
“Look who’s here… Is that you Jimin?” Jungkook grinned, people might think he was really happy to meet Jimin but he knew him too well, their relationship dates back and things were never good between them.
“Don’t get too happy Jungkook, I didn’t come here to play. That’s what humans are for” Jimin smirked.
“This brat is really asking to die” said one of Jungkook’s pact, someone Jimin can recognise to be Namjoon.
Jimin disregarded him and continued.
“I thought I made things clear when I told you to not cross paths with me ever again if you wanted to still have your tail” Jimin continued.
“Yet you don’t fucking learn lessons do you, bad dogy” he laughed.
Jungkook stood up and walked to the shorter man, Jimin knew well how to work him up with comments like these. He was no dog, he was a werewolf. He wasn’t going to stand there and accept demeaning comments from a blood sucker.
“Why? Did Y/N smell good” he laughed.
“If I see you around her one more time, I swe-” his eyes went a deep shade of red,
“Look. I could care less about your empty threats, if you were going to do something then do it now. Be a man for fucking once” Jungkook said through gritted teeth.
“Besides, it’s not my problem if your bitches can’t keep their hands off me” he shrugged with a smirk plastered on his face.
And that was all that had to be said to tick Jimin off. Hell broke loose.
Jimin had superhumanly pushed Jungkook back, causing him to hit the ground with a thud. He had quickly hovered above him to land his fists onto his face aiming for his nose. It was only seconds until Jungkook’s mates gathered to flip Jimin around and start attacking him. Jungkook had managed to turn into his superhuman form and join the fight.
Although Jimin had been outnumbered, he was still strong. He had killed two pact number by the poison of his own bite and snapping their necks. Jungkook was his strongest opponent and had landed good bites onto Jimin’s body which for a vampire would take ore time to heal if it wasn’t due to Jungkook’s nature.
You woke up in cold sweat and you were really thirsty. You recalled what you had done before you passed out but when you lifted the long sleeve of your sweater, there were no wounds and no dressing. Was it Jimin’s work? Didn’t he want you dead?
You were in the kitchen when you heard the front door open and somebody walking inside. You had peeked into the hallway in attempt to see who it only to find Jimin glancing at you. He looked like he was in pain, he walked slightly crooked before he stood in front of you. You had not realised you were between him and the wall until he placed one of hands on it, making you flinch on the process. He seemed to notice it and his gaze softened before he leaned onto you further.
You were stunned, you had been in this position in his room the night before but the feeling was completely different. The environment around you still beamed with tension, although different from the last, at least for you… It was.
- he was such a tease
- yeah its all fun and games till you stayed up all night, unable to sleep because of his ass
- he did apologize though
- zen had the day off, so you wouldve just slept in had you not needed to prepare for the upcoming party
- halfway through ansewring guest emails you could barely keep your eyes open, he noticed
- “babe, why dont you take a break ?”
- when you just grunted and yawned, he sighed
- but then he got an idea
- “at least come a little closer, its so lonely over here without my babe~”
- you scoot closer on the couch and smile, leaning on him as she wraps an arm around your waist
- he was so warm what
- you subconsciously cuddle up against him, eyes dropping when she starts running his hand through your hair
- when he feels your phone fall into his lap, he looks down from the tv to see youve finally fallen asleep, snoring softly
- mission accomplished
- youre so cute fuck
- definately takes several selfies with you passed out against his chest
- FINALS FUCKING WRECKED YOU BOTH
- you were so exhausted from the several all-nighters and constant anxiety
- either you had less stamina than you originally thought or all that studying really did you in
- either way, yoosung had enough energy to play some stress relief rounds of lolol while you felt more than dead and ready to pass out
- but it was hard ? without yoosung in the bed
- so in a brilliant moment of absolute exhaustion and grumpy clingyness you decided one way or another you will get your sleep
- when yoosung felt you tap his shoulder, and he turned around in his chair to see what you needed (having accomplished his ingame task with his guild for the moment), the last thing he expected was for you to plop down in his lap
- he was confused and shocked and slightly turned on but thats beside the point
- (are you wearing his hoodie)
- (yes, yes you are)
- when you snuggled into his neck and wrapped your arms around his waist, telling him to keep playing, he smiled and kissed your temple, rubbing your back before returning to his game
- you were already drifting off, very much welcoming his warmth and affection, his hand on your back quickly lulling you into a long (and much needed) sleep
- yoosung thought you were so cute and told everyone on the messenger/in his guild how you fell asleep on him and how ADORABLE it was
- definately took a picture
- soon enough, he said goodbye to his guild friends, logged off and joined you in sleep
- his computer chair probably wasnt the BEST idea to sleep but youll deal with that when you wake up
- it was your cafe’s grand opening
- more people showed up than expected…..
- watching jaehee buzz around to bring customers their orders as you tended to your own duties made you feel so full of love
- despite how busy and concentrated she was, she wore a genuine smile the whole time
- her hair had grown a little in the time span of getting and setting up the shop, it reached her chin now
- she was so cute
- “excuse me ?”
- your attention snapped back to the customer in front of you, apologizing for your distraction
- each time you brushed by each other, she gave you a smile that made the corner of her eyes crinkle up in happiness “i cant believe this is happening”
- oh its happening
- at the end of the day, you two were so exhausted you slumped together on a booth by the back
- she was talking about how happy she was, how this was practically a dream come true, how grateful was that you were here with her-
- shed look down at you as she spoke
- you fell asleep against her shoulder…..
- she smiled and leaned her head against yours
- she still feels a bit weird, still not entirely sure how she feel about you
- but she knows theyre good feelings
- maybe it really will take until she hair grows to reach her back
- but thats okay, she can take as much time as she needs
- jumin had spent a lot of time cooped up on his office today
- like more than usual
- so you decided you were going to be the best wife and pleasently surprise him with a delicious dinner for when he got home
- if elizabeth 3rd would stop batting at your flimsy skirt cat pLEASE
- she actually ended up snagging a piece of meat you accidentally dropped oh the floor
- and you chased her around every square inch of the penthouse because jumin would kill you if she ate that AND stained her perfect fur
- she successfully hid behind the couch and devoured it
- you sunk to the floor and resorted to begging with the cat
- “elise you can eat it if you just let me clean your fur at least before the sauce stains it pleASE”
- this is probably the second stupidest thing youve ever done
- despite being a feline, she seemed please with that, purring happily in your arms and cleaning herself>br>
- “lets keep this between us, okay?”
- until you brought the wet washcloth close to her face
- t r a i t o r c a t
- you gained a few scratches on your collarbone and arms, but you washed the sauce of successfully
- you got back to work on dinner, already tired as you placed everything neatly on the table and waited for-
- “mc, im home.”
- you darted to the door and greeted him with a kiss, clinging to his arm “welcome home, jumin !”
- “its good to finally see you, my love.” he bent down as elizabeth trotted up happily to greet her owner “and you too, elizabeth 3rd.”
- “whats that smell?” youd completely forgotten about the dinner you made !
- you smiled excitedly before speaking up “i made you dinner. come on~” you pulled him into the dining room, pulling out a chair for him before sitting in the one beside it, as opposed to the one across like you usually do
- he blinked his mild surprise away before smiling softly and taking a seat “thank you, it looks amazing.”
- you both talked about your days as you ate (intentionally omitting elizabeth’s preformance of course)
- that pompous little cat was curled up on the couch, behaving herself either due to jumins prescence or her full stomach you werent sure
- after you finished eating, you leaned against jumins shoulder, exhausted
- he looked down at you, curious, but your eyes were closed and your face relaxed, lips parted ever so slightly
- youd dozed off
- he chuckled and wiped his mouth ith a napkin, realizing you probably went to ridiculous lengths to make this for him you have no idea trustfund
- hed carry you to the bedroom and lay you down to rest, then clean up the table himself soon
- but for now you can rest for a bit
- this boy was working hard as ever
- legs crossed, laptop ontop of them
- at least he was on the bed, at the end of it, furiously typing away
- youd just finished getting ready to sleep, but you wanted to sleep with him beside you
- “almost done…?” you asked hopefully
- “yeah,” he reached behind himself to stroke your leg comfortingly, tossing a smile over his shoulder “almost done. dont worry.”
- he was so tired and you could tell, even if he hadnt faced you completely
- you could hear it in his voice, saw the exhaustion in his eye
- you nodded, smiling back and he got back to work
- you suppressed a yawn, pulling the sheets over your lower half and leaning back against the headboard
- you fiddled with the cover, waiting patiently for him to finish his work and join you to sleep
- “hey, cute stuff.”
- you hummed, looking up, hoping he had finished his work and was flashing you that million dollar grin
- you deflated a little when you saw him, still tapping away at his keyboard.
- he rubbed his neck “why dont you just go to sleep ? ill join you, i promise, but youre tired”
- you sighed a little, pushing yourself off the headboard to slip you arms under his, wrapping them around his stomach and laying against his back “not without you.”
- he was silent for a bit, stiff, but soon relaxed and shook his head “i… will hurry this up.”
- you hummed again, eyes drifting shut, pressing a kiss between his shoulder blades
- he figured youd fallen asleep soon after that, your grip loosening a bit as your breathing slowed
- he smiled to himself and sped up his working pace
- sometimes v suffered from bouts insomnia
- it wasnt terrible, but hed end up staying up later than he wished, no matter how tired he was
- when that happened, hed usually get under the covers and snuggle against you, focusing on your soft, slow breathing until he fell asleep
- but sometimes hed end up sitting against the headboard, reflecting on his choices and reminding himself ‘how awful.’
- when that happened, youd usually wake up to him still wide awake but so tired
- but this time, you woke up in the middle of the night
- there he was, leaned ahainst the headboard, stsring into nothing
- he startled a bit, looking down in your direction “mc, im sorry, did i wake you?”
- “no,” you sat up and laid your head against his chest “sleep with me.”
- “soon…” he pet your head, brushing the soft strands back as you closed your eyes
- “dont take long”
- he hummed and kissed what he assumed was the top of your head (or somewhere around) by the feel of your hair against his lips
- you quickly fell back into sleep snuggled against him, your hand geld in his free one
- with you in his arms like this, he almost forgot about his intrusice thoughts, stroking your hair
- his neck ached but he kept his face in your hair
- the smell of your shampoo was calming
- after a while, he may his head back and thought, with you, maybe he could focus more on the present
- this boy
- he fell asleep on you sometimes when you were alone
- you were comfy
- hed never admit tho
- especially lately since you were working so hard for the next party
- hed just lay his head in your lap or on your shoulder while you worked and snooze while waiting for you to finish, one hand absent-mindedly playing with his hair
- hed also made a habit of using you as his pillow when you both slept
- sometimes when he woke up from nightmares, hed bury his face in your neck or hair and wrap his body around you, ever cautious of waking you up
- you were so comforting even when you werent awake
- your smell, your warmth
- so he was used to falling asleep on you if anything
- he wasnt quite sure how to react when you fell asleep on him while emailing a possible guest
- his cheeks were a bit hot, with your hot breath fanning over his neck everytime you exhaled
- he did smile a bit and maneuvered to kiss your forehead
- however just as he did so, a camera went off
- “im keeping it forever.”
- “wha- saeran? whashapnin?”
- “LOOK at what you did. DELETE THE PICTURE.”
- “no can do saeran~”
- needless to say you didnt get to sleep for very long
- you were watching a movie together
- no matter how often you two get the opportunity to cuddle, you cherish every one of them, because vanderwood is just so comfortable
- and they smell amazing…..
- youre so grateful to get to cuddle with someone like them
- sometimes you thought they were secretly an angel
- the first time you told them that they scoffed
- the second time you told them that, they quietly said “yours, perhaps.”
- the third time you told them that, they rolled their eyes, and smiles a little
- laying against their chest, snuggled under their coat, you were in heaven
- you could probably fall asleep right then and there
- actually, you probably were about to
- the movie wasnt bad or anything, but you were alot more interested in vanderwod than the movie
- vanderwood seemed to be alot more interested in you than the movie as well, watching your eyes slowly drift shut, a hand fisted gently in their shirt
- they smiled and stroked your hair before reaching for the remote to turn the volume of the tv down
- theh pulled the blanket off the back of the couch and draped it over the two of you
- it struggled to cover their feet, but covered your body perfectly from shoulder to toes
- they stared down at you fondly, then leaned their head against the arm of the couch and looked back to the movie
- “i guess, maybe, youre my angel, too.”
Idk if you write headcanons but, can you do an ace!Jason and bi!Percy headcanon list thing? (i also requested some from i'mnotstraightorcis, etc. etc. , lmao. thank you in advanceeeee
@dontcallmestraightorcis is a great blog for anyone whos into content similar to mine - aka That Gay Shit tm B3c lil promo there
and ace jason and bi percy are my lifeblood tbh yes please
• jason (gr)ace figures out pretty early on that he’s not into people That Way - you dont grow up raised by wolves and then as a soldier beside other soldiers and not hear about The Do and how fun it is. he doesnt understand it though - if anything, it sounds gross and unnecessary. why waste time with something like that when you can be doing something else? the idea that he cant Provide that for someone stops him from dating in the barracks even before becoming praetor, however, even though dakota flirts constantly (which mostly just makes him laugh)
• percy doesnt get that hes bi until hes around 13-14 and hes talking to someone who Isnt like “yeah those guys are super good looking” “haha wow gay” “nah im straight” “those are not straight thoughts percy jackson” “…oh. guess im not then” and he doesnt beat himself up over it too much. its another thing that fugliano would have hated about him and the idea feels like rebellion, like blue food. it makes him grin
• when they meet, they’re ridiculous. percy is all peacock, being aggressive and showing off and trying to be The Coolest. he doesnt get that he has a crush. jason responds back to percy the same way, and KNOWS that he has a crush on percy. hes never liked someone that much before and really doesnt want to. hes afraid of not being Enough, of “leading percy on”, so to speak. he hasnt accepted that there are people out there that wont expect that of him - that would be happy with him as he is and would find no shortcomings in that which he could give. luckily percy doesnt seem to like him much, so that suits jason just fine (even if he is maybe secretly pining a little)
• percy is hanging out with piper and they get talking about jason. jason is on percy’s mind 24/7, the way luke was, the way annabeth was for a while, and he Knows but he hasnt put 2 and 2 together yet. piper, luckily, does. “percy, you like him. you like him and thats super gay and i approve.” “[gasps] piper, you useless lesbian, i cant believe this” “youre the useless lesbian. now go find jason and tell him the OTHER L word”
• so percy goes to find jason and apologize for his behavior because pigtail pulling is not an appropriate way of displaying a crush. jason goes stock still and is like “…a crush?”
percy goes on to say its okay if he doesnt like him back and that he’d get over it eventually and no sweat, i just came to say im worry, it wont happen again and jason hushes him pretty quickly. “its fine, percy… i mean. i kind of like you too just… i dont know. things are different.” he struggles to express how he feels. “but i dont want to lead you on.”
percy thinks hes saying “i dont ACTUALLY like you” and nods, a little hurt. ‘i like you but i dont wanna lead you on’ then what was that, he thinks bitterly. but he thinks he understands. “its okay, dude. dont worry about it.” jason shakes his head and says “but i DO worry about it. i want to be able to go all the way.”
percy blinks. “wait, what?”
“i just,” jason struggles again, bringing his hands into the air and looking exasperated. “i just.. i dont know. i want to go out with people and kiss or hug or whatever but then theres what comes next and i just cant do that. i dont think ill ever want that.”
theres a beat of silence, jason looking at the ground while.
“then we wont go that far.” jason looks up and when they meet eyes, percy shrugs easily. “youre a really cool, strong guy. youre nice, too, and you care about people. i wanna get to know you better, maybe not be at your throat all the time trying to 1 up you to get you to like me.” that makes jason laugh. “im okay with just taking you out. i dont think i need to ‘score’” he uses air quotes here, pulls a face at the word. “to score with you, if you know what i mean”
jason is smiling and blushing and maybe his throats a little tight and his eyes sting because a cute guy totally just used an awful line on him and doesnt mind that it wont get him into jasons pants. “then… okay.”
“okay, ill go out with you.”
and if percy raises his fists in the air and yells “WOOHOO!!!” then let it be known that jason didnt stop laughing for a long while after that
Camila was defiantly a little drunk. She was sitting beside the window in her bedroom, a glass of wine in hand and a half empty bottle beside her. Camila didn’t normally partake in excessive drinking, but on nights like these, she couldn’t help it. She took another sip of her drink as her thoughts wandered back to the green eyed girl who still managed to occupy her mind.
It’s been almost an entire year, Camila. You should be over her by now. The brunette scowled at herself in frustration. She really, really wished she could just forget Lauren, forget how much she loved her. But no matter how much she tried or how much she drank it was rare for the girl to be far from her mind.
You shouldn’t still love her, you should be beyond mad at her. She broke your heart, you shouldn’t care about her anymore. You wouldn’t care. You can’t care. Camila continued to argue with herself until she felt her phone buzz. She snapped back to reality, pulling the device out of her pocket, unlocking it to find a text from none other than the girl who had just been tormenting her thoughts. Camila frowned a little at the sight of the girl’s name before reading the text.
Lauren: Hey, I watchrd the I hsve qustions music video
Camila: thought we weren’t supposed to talk
Lauren: probably not. If we are being hnest, im a lil drunk rn
Camila: yeah, you’re defiantly drunk sober lauren never uses acronyms
Lauren: ya, antways The video wss amszing.
Camila: uh, thanks i guess
Lauren: I duno if ur still are itrsted but I have answers
Camila: most defiantly not. listen Lauren, you’re drunk, we aren’t supposed to be talking, and we both know what will happen if we go down this road again. text ally and ask her to drive you home, k
Lauren: wo, too msny wrds
Camila: text ally
Lauren: nu, cant tezt ally, she told me nit to go out tnight
I wish you listened, Camila thought – though part of her didn’t believe that – before she responded.
Camila: where are you
Lauren: idk, its reallly quuet rn
Camila: do you see and street signs?
Lauren: no, byt i found a house I knw
Camila: great, talk to you never lauren
Camila’s doorbell rang, startling the girl from her quiet rage towards the girl she used to love so much. She stood up and peeked through the blinds facing the front of her house, her brain immediately matching the raven haired girl at her doorstep to the one she’d just been texting. Camila dropped her hands and looked up at the bumpy ceiling for a moment before exiting the small room and trudging down the steps and to the front door.
The bell was still ringing when she pulled open the door, now standing face to face with a very drunk Lauren Jauregui. Lauren giggled when she saw Camila, who was anything but amused. She and Lauren had agreed to stop talking after she left Fifth Harmony, well, Lauren had demanded they did. It had taken all of the shorter girl’s self control not to text Lauren. Not a day went by when she didn’t think about her emerald green eyes or her soft lips.
Camila pushed those thoughts into the back of her mind, still staring at Lauren, who’s head was cocked to the side as if she were asking to come in. Camila, getting the message after a minute or two if silence, turned to the side to let Lauren in. The green eyed girl smiled at her innocently before stumbling towards the nearest chair and collapsing into it. Camila couldn’t help but snicker as Lauren sank into the fabric, a goofy smile on her face and her eyes closed.
“Missed you Camz,” Lauren slurred, making Camila do a double take. On one hand, Camila wanted to demand the girl not use the nickname anymore, it hurt to much. On the other, it was Lauren who had broken up with Camila, and hearing Lauren say she missed her made Camila’s heart warm involuntarily. “M'cold,"Lauren continued, which sent Camila off to find a blanket for her former girlfriend. Just because they weren’t dating didn’t mean the brunette couldn’t help her out a bit, right?
Camila knelt down beside Lauren and wrapped the blanket around the girl, who’s green eyes snapped open as she leaned towards Camila and pressed their lips together for a brief moment. Lauren seemed to want to keep going, but Camila pulled away, her mind reeling.
"Sorry.” Lauren murmured in her half conscious state. Camila nodded and stood up, deciding she would talk to Lauren tomorrow when she wasn’t drunk as hell.
“Fuck,” Lauren groaned, light illuminating the backs of her eyelids as her head began pounding. She brought her hands to her temples and rubbed them in an attempt to ease her hangover. Her attempts were futile, her pain only relieved when she noticed and swallowed the aspirin and water on the table beside her. She glanced around the house, immediately recognizing her location. “Fuck.” she repeated, struggling to untangle herself from the blanket wrapped around her torso.
“Morning,” Lauren heard, causing her to stop attempting to irradiate herself if the clingy blanket and look up at the brown eyed girl standing not far from her.
“Morning,”‘Lauren replied, tensing up as the brown eyed girl sat across from her.
“What do you remember from last night?” Camila asked, hoping Lauren wouldn’t remember the one things the brown eyed girl couldn’t keep her mind off of.
“I remember the party, it wasn’t too far from here I think. I remember leaving and not knowing where to go, but I don’t remember getting here – holy shit,” Lauren said the last part more to herself than to Camila, remembering the texts she’d sent and how she’d kissed Camila before drifting off to sleep.
“Mhm,” Camila agreed, somehow able to read Lauren’s mind in that moment.
“Camz, I am so sorry. I never should have texted you, I was drunk and stupi –”; Lauren began, but Camila cut her off.
“It’s fine.” The words confused Lauren more than how she had gotten to Camila’s house in the first place. Lauren knew that what she had done had to hurt, Camila was completely broken when she had left the brown eyed girl about a year before. But Camila betrayed no sign of anger or sadness, only a perfectly neutral expression as she sipped her tea. “Also, don’t call me that,”
“Camz. Don’t call me Camz.” Camila said, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath after the words left her mouth.
“Oh, okay,” Lauren mumbled. The pair sat in silence, the tension between them building and building until finally Lauren spoke.
“I should probably go,” the green eyed girl said, moving to stand but her headache had returned along with more memories of the night prior. Camila motioned for her to lay back, and Lauren obliged without second guessing her actions.
“You can stay here until you’re headache is gone,” Camila told the other girl, setting her mug down and taking a hand through her hair. Another silence settled between them, both girl’s minds occupied with different ways to escape the uncomfortable situation.
“I really do miss you,” Lauren said, startling Camila. The brown eyed girl stared at Lauren for a moment, trying to determine if she was being genuine.
“I-I missed you too,” Camila conceded, the confession lifting a weight off of both of their shoulders. They soon fell into slightly more comfortable small talk, awkward pauses here and there when one of them would bring up something from their past. About thirty minutes later Lauren stood up and shrugged off the blanket she had kept wrapped around her shoulders.
“I really should go,” Lauren stood up, Camila quick to follow. Both girls walked to the front door, and soon Lauren was standing on the pavement leading up to the house.
“Can I do something really, really stupid?” Camila asked the older girl. Lauren nodded, inhaling deeply as she sees Camila lean in a little. The green eyed girl copies her actions, meeting her in the middle for their second kiss since the break up. When they pulled apart a giddy grin adorned Lauren’s face, while Camila just softly smiled.
“Maybe I can take you out to dinner some time? Start over?” Lauren asked, and Camila pretended to think about the offer. Yes, she was still hurt, but she would give anything to fix her relationship with the greed eyed girl. Her moon.
“Okay, let me give you my number,” Camila told the older girl, holding out her hand for Lauren to put her phone in. Lauren smiles at the girl before handing over the device.
anyway, plance lovebug au where lance realizes way too late that he’s in love with pidge (like years later, the idiot, and pidge had since “moved on” like forever ago) and the team ends up on a planet with those stupid fucking bugs and pidge gets bit and lance is the first one to realize this bc he was with her and its like a light turns on in his head because this is his chance so he keeps her by his side making sure that he’s the only one she sees for like a good entire day but jokes on him because literally nothing happens and his selfish ass is??? so confused?? like shouldnt she be IN LOVE with him??? like he’s relieved she’s fine yeah but c’mon he thought this would WORK
anyway nothing happens bc pidge is already (still) in love with him to begin with