You should just write a whole list of why Inej and Kaz are the cutest, and greatest couple. I live for them.
- okay i wanna start off with something that’s totally obvious but is never rly discussed/mentioned? but kanej is a beautiful, healthy, AMAZING interracial pairing that’s written in a way that doesn’t constantly showcase inej’s ethnicity just for the sake of pointing it out but that doesn’t mean it’s any less valid or important or special and leigh doesn’t give a fxck about other people’s whitewashed white mysteries so it’s a bit like ‘this is inej, she’s a woc, don’t EVER whitewash her but also don’t forget who she is and who she’s in love with bc that’s important and rare and must be treasured and appreciated’ - they bring out the best in each other - and by best i don’t mean they compliment each other well (which they do but that’s beside the point), i mean they literally heal each other’s wounds, mend each other’s weary hearts and are there for each other 24/7 no questions asked - kaz “my father is profit” brekker, the boy who literally breaks people’s kneecaps with his crow cane if anyone so much as looks at him wrong, went OUT OF HIS WAY to fulfill inej’s dream (which is kind of ironic bc inej IS the girl of his dreams so… fulfilling the girl of his dreams’ dream?) - like you know those het couples that are like… “you’re my happiness” blah blah blah “i know you have other interests and imma let you finish but i bring me so like be grateful” which is smth i absolutely DESPISE in any shape way or form but kaz was just like?? hey inej i heard you like ships so here’s a ship, captain ghafa and oh by the way your parents are on it - he threw away his one shot at happiness just bc he knew what inej wanted and that was his top priority - he’d go to hell and back for her (he almost did) - kaz “ketterdam is full of monsters i just happen to have the longest teeth” brekker’s biggest weakness is inej’s SMILE?????? name a more iconic & pure duo than kaz and his teenage crush?? i’ll wait - inej, fully aware of kaz’s ptsd, NEVER rushed him for anything and their love was literally never sexualizied therefore breaking the status quo that a pairing is only interesting when the people involced they have physical contact and/or are intimate. intimacy runs so much deeper than (having) sex -kaz, fully aware of inej’s past and her own anxiety, never rushed her for anything and never demanded anything from her and was the perfect gentlemen despite his bad boy talk that portrayed him as this cold emotionless antagonist like you’re not fooling anyone son we see right through you and honestly bless your wicked barrel boss heart ily - kaz’s only attempt at “winning” inej was when he said “you inej, you” and even that was super pure (esp given the fact that it was probably the most honest thing he’s ever said & admitted - not just to inej but to himself) bc yes OFC he wanted to overcome his ptsd and wanted to be able to touch inej in some - any - kind of way but he also meant her presence? actually scratch that, that’s all he meant - inej’s always been his beacon, his idol, his goddess, his salvation, his anchor, his emotional tether if you will and it was inej who brought him back when he started to slip back into his dark memories, inej was the one who pulled him out of the murky waters licking at his feet - kaz would literally kill & die for inej a.k.a kaz is all of us - inej, a kind, beautiful soul who yields not just one but seven knives, all named after a saint, would do anything to help kaz - inej wanted kaz to become a better person, a better version of himself but it was never for her? like, she never had any personal agenda or subplot that connected her with kaz’s path to greatness, she wanted him to become better for his own good and that just makes me start crying on the spot tbh catch me bawling my eyes out bc of these two (usually at 4am when no one can hear the ugly dying pterodactyl noises coming out of my mouth) - kaz softens around inej while inej hardens around kaz and that, too, makes me very very emotional b y e - the peak of their relationship development was to finally be able to hold hands - they might not be together right now but that’s fine by kaz bc he just wants inej to be happy and sail and help/free slaves and that’s fine by inej too bc she knows kaz has a business™
to run and she knows the dregs need him more than she does - and that’s okay bc it doesn’t mean they love or need each other any less. it just means later.
2 weeks have already gone by and you realized your time with Josh was coming to a close soon.
Laying in the bunk in Josh arms that you were soon going to miss once again. Everyone was still asleep and you were taking in the calmness of the bus driving down the road.
You got up to make a cup of tea and you were going to catch up on one of your favorite books. You grew very nauseous and ran to the bathroom were anything that was in your stomach was now in the toilet.
This has happened for the past 5 days and at first you blamed it on motion sickness, but this wasn’t. On the 6th morning of throwing up you knew something wasn’t right. You were late, you were supposed to get your period 12 days ago. You kept your sickness a secret from everyone in hopes you were wrong about your calculations and you weren’t actually pregnant.
You stood from your spot on the floor and went to brush your teeth.
“You okay babe?” Josh asked opening the bathroom door.
“Yeah, just brushing my teeth and getting an early start to the day.” you lied.
“Y/N, are you sure you’re okay?”
“I’m fine Josh.” you snapped but then quickly apologized. “I’m sorry, I’m just sad we only have a few days left.” you said spitting out the toothpaste and rinsing your mouth.
“I know, it sort of sucks, but it’s only a matter of time until I get that month break.” Josh said pulling you into a hug. You enjoyed it while you could, until you heard rustling in your kids bunks.
You and Josh both turned to see your kids sticking their heads out of their bunks. You both laughed. “Well the quiet was nice while it lasted.” you joked.
“Oh come on they’re not that bad.” he said.
“Really, I wanna see you take care of 2 kids alone all day.” you challenged.
“Okay challenge accepted. You and Jenna go out and shop or whatever and I’ll take care of both of them today.” he said heading to the kitchen on the bus.
“You really think you can handle both of them, do soundcheck, do interviews alone.” you followed him.
“Yup.” he said confidently.
“Okay, fine.” you said heading back to get dressed.
You text Jenna to see if she wanted to go with you shopping and of course she was up for it.
After getting ready the bus finally was at the arena for tonight’s show. You said goodbye to Josh and your kids who were now hanging out coloring.
You knew Josh would be able to handle it, but he doesn’t understand how exhausting it can be sometimes.
After a while of shopping you started to get really hungry.
“Ooo, you know what sounds really good right now, Taco Bell.” you said.
Jenna looked at you with a furrowed eyebrow. “You’re pregnant aren’t you?”
“What do you mean?”
“I’ve known you for 5 years and the only time you ever want Taco Bell is when you’re pregnant. So are you?” she asked and you gave her a guilty look.
“Oh my god, you are.” she said excitedly.
“Well I don’t know if I am, but I think I am. Jenna what do I do?”
“What do you mean, you’re the one with 2 kids?” she joked then realized you were serious.
“If I am pregnant, it’s such bad timing. I can’t take care of 3 kids all by myself.” Jenna realized you were starting to panic.
“Y/N, before we get to any conclusions, let’s go buy a test.” she said.
You went to a local pharmacy and picked a test out. Once back at the arena you were relieved to know that your kids and Josh were inside, so the bus was empty.
Jenna waited for you out on the couch while you took the test. You set the timer for 5 minutes and went out to Jenna.
She could tell you were nervous so she changed the topic to something else.
Your timer went off and you suddenly didn’t know how to feel.
You made your way to the bathroom and Jenna followed you. You picked up the test stared at it in complete shock.
“Oh my god, congratulations Y/N.” Jenna said looking over your shoulder and seeing the positive sign.
You were really excited but nervous at the same time. It was great that you were having more kids, especially with Josh. At the same time you didn’t feel like it was the right timing for a new addition to the Dun family.
After some encouraging words from Jenna you decided you need to share the news with Josh.
You made your way into the building and found him in the middle of an interview again. Jackson was seated on Tyler’s lap and Lauren on Josh’s.
“So Josh, these are your kids, they’re extremely adorable, do you think you and your wife will have more someday?” the interviewer asked and all you could think was ‘the irony’.
“Eventually yes, but it’s up to my wife.” he answered.
“So you have a boy and a girl right now, if you were to have a 3rd child what gender would you want?”
“I’ve always said I don’t really care about what it is as long as it’s healthy.” he responded then Tyler interjected.
“Well you have to have another boy so you can name it Tyler, right?”
“I don’t know dude, you’ll have to get that one past Y/N.” Josh said smiling towards you.
Once the interview was over you walked over to Josh and asked him if you could talk to him.
“Tyler, will you watch the kids for a minutes?” Josh asked knowing it was probably serious.
Josh lead you to his dressing room and closed the door behind him.
“What’s up?” he asked once you were alone.
Your nerves at this point were through the roof. You sat down on the couch and Josh sat next to you and took your hands in his. He rubbed small circles with his thumbs.
“Y/N, what’s wrong?”
“I- I’m pregnant.” you said starting to cry.
“Why are you upset, Y/N this is so exciting.” he said pulling you into his lap to comfort you.
“Josh, I can barely do it with 2 kids alone when you’re not home. How am i going to do it with 3?”
“We’ll figure it out. If we have to, you can just come with me on tour the whole time. You do great with 2 kids, you’ll do even better with a third. Tour is ending and I’ll be there with you most of the pregnancy, and we’ll put the next tour off a little until the new baby is old enough to come on tour. It will all work out, okay?” his words calmed you and you stopped crying.
You sat in his lap for a little longer and he willing held you until you were relaxed again.
“Being there for me, taking care of me and the kids, being such a great husband and father, knowing how to calm me down. I could go on for a long time, but I just love you so much.”
“I love you too, more than you could ever comprehend.” he said kissing your forehead.
“So, I know we should wait a few more weeks, but how do you want to tell everyone.” Josh said eagerly.
“I’m not really sure. We have time, plus don’t get too excited, it’s still really early on.” you said.
“I know, but I love the thought of you having more kids. I know how much you want a big family and so do I.” he said happily. Each time you’ve told him you’re pregnant he gets the same way. All giddy like a little kid. Family was huge thing for him and you were happy to be able to be a part of it.
10 weeks later
Today was a big day. You were telling Josh’s family and then his fans that you were pregnant. At this point you were 12 weeks along and just starting to show the slightest baby bump. Josh has been home for about 2 weeks now and you’re so excited to have him home for the remainder of your pregnancy.
“You ready to call and tell them?” Josh asked walking into where you were seated on the couch.
“Yup, let me just grab the pictures.” you said grabbing the ultrasound pictures from your purse.
“Hey Jackson, Lauren you want to call grandma and grandpa?” Josh asked the kids who were in the other room. You heard the sounds of little feet running into the living room.
You all sat on the couch with the laptop ready to facetime his parents. The plan was to just hold the ultrasound picture there until they answered and saw it. You had texted them ahead of time to arrange for all his siblings to be there too.
“Mom, what are we doing with the pictures?” asked Lauren.
“We’re gonna tell grandma and grandpa today.” you said and her face lite up.
“Does that me I can talk about it now to my teacher and friends.” she asked excitedly.
“Yup.”Josh told her and she got excited again.
When you told your kids a few weeks before Lauren wanted to tell everyone, but she had to keep it a secret.
“Ready?” you asked handing Josh the picture and he called his parents.
Once the picture connected on the call there was cheering. Josh pulled the picture away after a few seconds and sat back on the couch.
“Congratulations guys. This is so exciting. How far along?” His mother asked.
“I’ll be 13 weeks in 2 days.” you said.
After some more conversation the called ended and the only people left to tell was the fans.
A week ago you did a small family photoshoot where the kids held a chalkboard that said ‘tie breaker coming December 2017’ on it. It was the perfect idea for your family because there was 2 girls and 2 boys.
Josh posted the picture because he had the bigger fan base, plus he was more excited than you (if that was possible).
The fans all went crazy with excitement and were very supportive. Throughout the rest of the pregnancy josh and Tyler recorded music but chose to put off the touring for their new album.
You decided to opt out on knowing the gender of the baby until the baby was born. You had the perfect girl name, but you were struggling with the boy name.
On November 31 you went into labor and after 25 hours of painful contractions you finally gave birth to your third child.
Josh was there the entire time while Jenna and Tyler watched your kids.
“Congratulations Y/N and Josh, it’s a boy.” said the nurse as ashe handed the baby to Josh. Josh teared up as he held his new son.
“You did it Y/N. he’s here.” Josh said handing you your son. “You caused mommy so much pain, but I think she would say it was all worth it.”
“It totally was.” you said staring at your sleeping nameless son.
Josh sat next to you in the bed and eventually Tyler and Jenna showed up with you kids so they could meet their new sibling.
Nobody knew the gender and nobody knew the name you and Josh decided on.
They all entered the room slowly.
“Hey guys.” you said as both your kids sat on the bed looking at you. Jenna and Tyler stood at the end of the bed eagerly awaiting to know the name and weather it was a boy or girl.
“I think we should let Tyler hold the baby first, after all they share a birthday.” you said and Tyler took the baby.
“You guys dressed the baby in gender neutral clothes, this is so unfair. Just tell us what it is already.” Tyler whined as if he were a child.
“Do wanna tell him Josh?”
“The name too?” he asked you and you nodded.
“Okay, well Tyler meet our new son, Finley Tyler Dun.”
Tyler’s jaw dropped then he looked down at the baby boy in his arms. “Not only do we share a sick birthday dude, we share a name.”
Lauren and Jackson were both very excited to meet their new brother. Josh took a picture that would always be your favorite no matter what.
It was him and all of your kids. They ll had the same smile that made their eyes disappear. You loved that they all got Josh’s smile, it was the cutest thing ever.
You never realized it, but it always felt like their was a little piece missing from your family. Now the Dun family feels complete and you couldn’t be happier to be a part of it.
a/n: It took me so long to finish it and it’s so late but I’m going to post it anyway because I promised I would and I just hope you who requested it likes it because it has no smut since I don’t do smut but it has a bunch of fluff!!!!??? Also it’s a pretty long oneshot and rushed at the end…. am sorreh
Hi, can I request a suga scenario? One where his girlfriend normally wears baggy clothes(because she is insecure) but underneath she has a curvier body ( thicc thighs, big boobs, and a big butt) I was thinking that she wears tighter clothes one day and gets a lot of attention from guys which leads to jealous yoongi? If you do smut that would be great, and sorry for the bad English :)
“I need new clothes” you whined, skimming through the shirts and sweaters in your closet, ranging from a few pastels to warmer autumn colors, and ending in the monotone section of blacks and grays. Yoongi let out a muffled chuckle from the bed while he lay face down, only then he turned his head in your direction. He squinted to see you stand in front of your clothes with a pensive expression. “You have… So many clothes” he managed, his voice deep with early signs of sleep. You shook your head and sighed, “I guess…” you mumbled, finding your spot next to him and leaning against the headboard, your arms crossed over your chest.
Yoongi scooted closer to you and placed his head on your lap. “Do you want to go shopping?” he asked, crossing his arms over his chest as you began to run your fingers through his hair. You let out a sigh and nodded, a small smile playing on your lips. “Wanna tag along?” you asked, raising your eyebrows playfully. Yoongi hummed and let out a deep sigh, sitting up to peck your cheek before scooting off the bed.
The two of you arrived at the store but before you began to head towards your section, Yoongi stopped in his tracks and placed his hands in the pockets of his hoodie. You turned to him in surprise. “What’s wrong?” you asked, making a small smirk tug at the corner of his lips. “Let’s make this fun, before you decide to run off and try on the whole store” he said jokingly, making you narrow your eyes at him, despite the smile appearing on your lips.
“Okay, make it fun then” you said, crossing your arms over your chest in a challenging manner. Yoongi licked his lips and smiled. “Let’s choose an outfit to go on a date tonight but-” he started, smugly smiling at you as your eyes lit up, “I get to pick what you wear, and vice versa” he stated. You shrugged and chuckled, “Okay, challenge accepted, let’s have fun” you said, tugging at his hoodie.
You swore you had never seen Yoongi so awake in the last couple of weeks until he began picking out clothes for you. You held the outfit you had picked out for him close to your chest, watching him take out a few blouses and skirts, even a couple dresses, to hang on his arm. You let out a sigh, making him turn to you with a small smirk. He looked at the clothes on his arm and nodded, “This should do, let’s go try it on” he said and you hesitantly followed him.
You headed towards the dressing rooms but before you were able to get one to yourself, Yoongi was pushing you into one and shutting the door behind him. You watched him in surprise, “What are you doing?” you asked, making him turn to you with as much surprise. “I’m… Changing?” he said, his tone hinting at sarcasm as he chuckled sheepishly. You knitted your eyebrows together and motioned towards him and yourself, “Together? We’re changing together?” you asked. Yoongi snorted and chuckled, “Oh c’mon, it’s not like we haven’t seen each other naked before” he stated, a grin spreading across his face as he hung his clothes.
You let out a sigh and hung your clothes as well, “I know but… okay fine, who goes first?” you asked, but Yoongi was already removing his hoodie. “Oh- Okay” you said, taking a seat at the small stool inside the crowded space. You mindlessly played with his hoodie sleeves as he tried on the black turtleneck you had picked out. As he tried pulling it on, you stared at his bare upper body, making you press your lips into a thin line.
You weren’t sure why you were beginning to feel uneasy about being exposed to him. It definitely was not a first, but somehow, it always made you hesitant. “Hey, your eyes will dry if you don’t blink” Yoongi joked, a grin on his face as you met his gaze. You snorted, “Don’t feel so special, I was just spacing out” you countered, making him chuckle.
After a few minutes of changing and making sure everything fit and looked nice, your turn came up. “Move so I can sit” he said, shooing you away from the small stool. You groaned and stood up, beginning to grab the first articles of clothing. However, as soon as you saw the first blouse, your jaw dropped and your eyes widened, “I am so not wearing this!” you blurted.
Yoongi snickered and covered his mouth to hold back from full on cackling. “It’s nice, just try it” he said, immediately you shook your head. “Hey, we made a deal, so you have to wear one of the outfits I picked out” he added pleadingly. You groaned internally as you came to realize he had picked out clothes that contrasted greatly with your wardrobe.
Your wardrobe was simply composed of jeans, sweaters, hoodies, loose shirts and blouses, maybe even a skirt or two and the occasional dress. However, it was not skin-tight or tight at all, with the exception of your skinny jeans. Whatever Yoongi had picked out, he had picked out with purpose. You scowled at him and he raised his eyebrows expectantly, nodding a go-ahead.
You furrowed your eyebrows and turned back to the clothes, “Fine” you whined, choosing another blouse and picking out one of the longer skirts. It wasn’t until you were bringing your shirt over your head, that you began to feel the slightest insecurity as your shirt came off and Yoongi’s eyes raked your figure. “Seriously? You’re drooling” you retorted and Yoongi raised his hands in surrender while smiling, pulling his phone out of his pocket and beginning to scroll through it.
You rolled your eyes at him and changed into the outfit, avoiding the mirror until you were completely dressed. When you were ready, you held your breath and faced the mirror. Instantly, you frowned and glanced at Yoongi, who had long forgotten his cell phone, eyes now glued on you. “You look really pretty” he mused softly, almost whispering, as he leaned forward to take your hand.
You shook your head and looked in the mirror once more. The skirt hugged your waist and flared out to stop right at the knee. The blouse tucked into the skirt was form fitting but not uncomfortable, it perfectly accentuated your silhouette and made your breasts very much present.
You let out yet another sigh as you released Yoongi’s hand and began changing once again. Yoongi leaned his head on his hand as his elbow rested on his knee. He watched you try one outfit after the other, noticing the different angles of you that he had never seen before.
When you were finally back in your original clothes, you huffed and fixed your hair. Yoongi stood up from his spot and took a deep breath. “You don’t have to wear any of that, I didn’t think you’d hate it that much” he commented, rubbing the back of his neck a bit nervously. With just one glance at him you felt a tug in your stomach. It was supposed to be for a date. Sure, Yoongi had purposely picked out clothes that didn’t appeal to you on a daily basis, but it wasn’t ugly. You smiled and picked out one of the outfits, “I’ll take this one” you stated, already excited for the date. Yoongi raised his eyebrows in surprise, his lips slightly parted in the shape of a circle. “Let’s go” you said, cocking your head in the direction of the door. Yoongi grabbed his own outfit and the two of you headed out.
Later that night, you tried the outfit on once again. Looking at your reflection in the mirror, you decided, yes indeed your breasts were there because of the tight crop top, your thighs were also making themselves known due to the high waisted skirt that ended mid-thigh, and the outfit did in fact enhance every part of you. Every part of that normally hid under baggy sweaters and sweatpants. To make yourself feel better, you topped the outfit off with a pair of high knee socks and a scarf.
Just then, Yoongi stood behind you, turtleneck, cardigan, and torn jeans on while cocking his head towards the door, a silent let’s go, making you nod and smile softly. The two of you headed to your favorite restaurant, walking in hand in hand. As you made your way towards an empty table, you couldn’t help but feel several eyes glued to both of you.
Yoongi sat across from you and ran a lazy hand through his hair as he eyed you. “What?” you asked, shifting in your seat to pull the skirt down your legs ever so slightly. Yoongi smiled and shook his head, “I really like how you look” he said, tilting his head to the side. You grinned sheepishly, “Thanks to you” you said with a wink, making him chuckle and shrug, “I don’t mean to brag” he said.
The two of you spent the entire night hopping from coffee shops, to a restaurant, and lastly a bar. It was beginning to get late and you decided upon not drinking so much, however, Yoongi hadn’t seemed to have means of slowing down. “You know what” he said, clumsily removing his clothes in your shared bedroom. His jaw tensed ever so slightly like whenever he was frustrated or upset. “You’re never wearing anything like this again” he added, motioning at your outfit before throwing on a clean t-shirt on. You knitted your eyebrows and chuckled, “I thought you liked it though?” you asked, placing your hands on your hips as he stood in front of you. He lazily toyed with the fabric of your skirt, eyeing you from head to toe.
“Apparently I wasn’t the only one” he commented acerbically, moving past you and changing out of his jeans. You frowned and turned to face him once again, “What?” you asked, feeling your heart sink at his tone. Yoongi scoffed and pulled up his sweats, “Did you really not see the way the guys at the bar were eating you up with their stare?” he spat out, making you flinch internally. You further knitted your eyebrows and shook your head, “So? It’s not like I even paid attention- no, you know what, we’re not arguing. You’re drunk” you said through a chuckle.
Yoongi let out an exasperated sigh as he ran his hands through his hair, “Yea- Yea you’re right, I’m drunk” he said, stammering over his words as he went to his spot on the bed. You changed out of your outfit and into your most comfortable pajamas, then slid into bed next to him. He curled up to your side and took your hand, placing it on his head, “Play with my hair” he managed, already in and out of sleep.
You giggled and began to massage his scalp soothingly. “You looked really pretty today” he mumbled, cheek pressed to your chest and arms wrapped around your waist. “I dunno… why you don’t dress like that more often” he said, his words barely slurring.
You took in a deep breath and pursed your lips, “You out of all people should know” you said softly. Yoongi moaned and shook his head a little, “Yea you don’t like how you look” he said, moving up to look at you. His breath was a mixture of toothpaste and whiskey, making you scrunch your nose, “You stink” you whispered, earning a grin from him, “And you don’t like your body but you don’t see me complaining” he replied.
He leaned forward to kiss you but you turned away with a yelp as he pulled you closer, kissing your cheek instead. “I don’t care if you wear baggy clothes or my own for that matter” he stated, pinching the t-shirt you were wearing, which happened to be his. “I like you either way, but for what it’s worth… I like you the best in my clothes”.
all of the numbers, if you can and want to of course(a limit wasn't given okay)
1: 6 of the songs you listen to most?
3005 by Childish Gambino, Otter Pop by Shawn Wasabi and Hollis, do re mi by Blackbear, Want you back by HAIM, STAR by Brockhampton and Pillow Talking by Lil Dicky. 2: If you could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?
Tyler! He’s such an inspiration and I feel like I can learn so much from him!
3: Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 23, give me line 17.
Whether exotic skin or Italian calf, hand-carved… It’s from an ad…
4: What do you think about most?
College. For those who don’t know, I’m a senior in High School and I’m nervous about not getting accepted into college and how I’m not good enough and stuff like that! 5: What does your latest text message from someone else say?
Ok, good luck babe you’ll do great! ❤️ My girlfriend texted me that before I had to take my exam! 6: Do you sleep with or without clothes on?
I sleep in a big ol’ shirt and shorts. 7: What’s your strangest talent?
I can rap a ten-minute song called Pillow Talking and if you haven’t heard it, listen to it and message me back…. it’s amazing. 8: Girls… (finish the sentence); Boys… (finish the sentence)
Girls are amazing.; Boys are amazing. 9: Ever had a poem or song written about you?
A poem from a friend for Valentine’s Day! 10: When is the last time you played the air guitar?
Last Night. 11: Do you have any strange phobias?
Only arachnophobia. I was traumatized by Harry Potter (which caused me to never finish the Harry Potter series.) and I hate it ever since. 12: Ever stuck a foreign object up your nose?
No. 13: What’s your religion?
Baptist but I don’t really care for religion. 14: If you are outside, what are you most likely doing?
Trying to go back inside. 15: Do you prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it?
Both! I want to be a director but I also want to start a youtube channel but I’m afraid that no one would like it! 16: Simple but extremely complex. Favorite band?
HAIM. 17: What was the last lie you told?
This exam is going to be easy! 18: Do you believe in karma?
yes and no. When I need it to happen, it doesn’t! 19: What does your URL mean?
@sweetlittleblueboi - it’s about my sweet, little, blue boi, Ethan! 20: What is your greatest weakness; your greatest strength?
Weakness- Self-worth! I have to go to therapy so I can build it up.
Strength- I guess my love for others. I always put others before me which always comes back to bite me. 21: Who is your celebrity crush?
Tyler Scheid or Amy Nelson. You probably never heard of them… 22: Have you ever gone skinny dipping?
Nope. 23: How do you vent your anger?
Writing in my journal or sleeping it out. 24: Do you have a collection of anything?
Sunglasses and Unique Button ups. 25: Do you prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online?
Video Chatting so you can see my facial expression if you say something dumb. 26: Are you happy with the person you’ve become?
No, I feel like I can be a better person. 27: What’s a sound you hate; sound you love?
I HATE ASMR! Especially, those who talk or roleplay, I just don’t like it. I love the Microsoft ‘98 Startup sound. 28: What’s your biggest “what if”?
My biggest What if is What if I didn’t go to the school that I go to today? 29: Do you believe in ghosts? How about aliens?
HELL YES! I DO NOT FUCK WITH GHOSTS BUT I DO LOVE ALIENS! X-files is my shit. 30: Stick your right arm out; what do you touch first? Do the same with your left arm.
My blanket and my phone 31: Smell the air. What do you smell?
My perfume. It smells like pineapples 32: What’s the worst place you have ever been to?
Film Camp, I hated it and the movie we created was horrible. 33: Choose: East Coast or West Coast?
It’s all about the south (minus the racism.)! I’m a Texas Gal! 34: Most attractive singer of your opposite gender?
Childish Gambino. He has a beautiful beard. 35: To you, what is the meaning of life?
Memes. 36: Define Art.
Memes and Teamiplier’s Videos 37: Do you believe in luck?
Yes. I have a lucky number and charm. 38: What’s the weather like right now?
HOT AND HUMID! IT’S HORRIBLE TEXAS WEATHER. 39: What time is it?
5:52 PM (the time I got to this question.) 40: Do you drive? If so, have you ever crashed?
I have my permit and I’m getting my license next month! 41: What was the last book you read?
The Great Gatsby 42: Do you like the smell of gasoline?
…yes… 43: Do you have any nicknames?
meme queen, queen, mimi, big red, loaf of bread, dank master, curly fries, fine baked potato and uncultured swine. 44: What was the last film you saw?
Tower. It’s about the school shooting at the University of Texas in the 60s and it was considered one of the biggest school shootings at the time before Columbine. 45: What’s the worst injury you’ve ever had?
I spilt my ears in half by a cowbell. 46: Have you ever caught a butterfly?
I hate touching bugs so I’ll look from afar. 47: Do you have any obsessions right now?
Documentaries! I love learning about history! There’s this one called The Nineties on CNN and it’s the decade as a whole in sub-categories! 48: What’s your sexual orientation?
Bisexual. 49: Ever had a rumour spread about you?
Yeah, but it didn’t last until I shut that shit down. 50: Do you believe in magic?
Nope. 51: Do you tend to hold grudges against people who have done you wrong?
I do and it’s a thing I’m trying work on! 52: What is your astrological sign?
Leo! 53: Do you save money or spend it?
Both. I like to online shop a lot but I limit myself. 54: What’s the last thing you purchased?
Food. 55: Love or lust?
Love. 56: In a relationship?
Yes! I’m dating this amazing girl who I had a crush on Junior year 57: How many relationships have you had?
58: Can you touch your nose with your tongue?
No. I have a short tongue. 59: Where were you yesterday?
Helping a friend look for stuff for her apartment. 60: Is there anything pink within 10 feet of you?
My sister’s boyfriend’s shoes. 61: Are you wearing socks right now?
Nope. 62: What’s your favourite animal?
Dogs or Red Panda Fox 63: What is your secret weapon to get someone to like you?
My scene of humor. 64: Where is your best friend?
At home, sleeping like she always does. 65: Give me your top 5 favourite blogs on Tumblr.
African and part Blackfoot Indians??? 67: What were you doing last night at 12AM?
Typing my college essay. 68: What do you think is Satan’s last name?
Smith. The most basic ass last name. (I’M SORRY IF YOUR LAST NAME IS SMITH) 69: Biggest turn ons?
Strong arms and sense of humor on a guy, I just want hugs and laughter all day! Personality on a girl, I just want her to be kind to others and just lovable!
70: Are you the kind of friend you would want to have as a friend?
No, I would fight me. 71: You are walking down the street on your way to work. There is a dog drowning in the canal on the side of the street. Your boss has told you if you are late one more time you get fired. What do you do?
SAVE THAT DOG! FUCK MY JOB! 72: You are at the doctor’s office and she has just informed you that you have approximately one month to live. a) Do you tell anyone/everyone you are going to die? b) What do you do with your remaining days? c) Would you be afraid?
A.) Yes but I don’t want any pity.
B.) Enjoy life.
C.) I accepted death since I was 14 so I’m not really afraid. 73: You can only have one of these things; trust or love.
Trust. 74: What’s a song that always makes you happy when you hear it?
PILLOW TALKING! JUST LISTEN TO IT! 75: What are the last four digits in your cell phone number?
no 76: In your opinion, what makes a great relationship?
Trust and being faithful. 77: How can I win your heart?
Memes and dogs. I’m a simple gal. 78: Can insanity bring on more creativity?
YES but to a degree. 79: What is the single best decision you have made in your life so far?
Becoming the meme queen at my school. 80: What size shoes do you wear?
8 but in wide. 81: What would you want to be written on your tombstone?
Her memes were great.
82: What is your favourite word?
FUCK. 83: Give me the first thing that comes to mind when you hear the word; heart.
My girlfriend. 84: What is a saying you say a lot?
Do you fuck with war? 85: What’s the last song you listened to?
3005 by Childish Gambino 86: Basic question; what’s your favourite colour/colours?
Black. 87: What is your current desktop picture?
pepe the frog 88: If you could press a button and make anyone in the world instantaneously explode, who would it be?
Trump. 89: What would be a question you’d be afraid to tell the truth on?
What was your old fanfic account? 90: Turn offs?
Hating on others. 91: You accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow you with the super-power of your choice! What is that power?
Manipulating with Gravity! 92: where are your parents from?
Texas. 93: You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be?
MIDDLE SCHOOL AS WHOLE! 94: You have the opportunity to sleep with the music-celebrity of your choice. Who would it be?
Either of the HAIM sisters. 95: You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere. You have to depart right now. Where are you gonna go?
Tokyo. 96: Do you have any relatives in jail?
Yes. 97: Have you ever thrown up in the car?
Nope. 98: Ever been on a plane?
Yep 99: If the whole world were listening to you right now, what would you say
Jungkook huffs as he readjusted Jimin’s body on his back, the barren, looming buildings and skyscrapers around them shielding them from the scorching hot sun- the heat was still unbearable, though, despite the shadows protecting them but Jungkook and Jimin couldn’t afford to stay in one place to cool down and rest, lest the Affected ones or raiders got to them.
The younger can feel sweat roll down his body in rivulets, Jimin’s hot breath on his neck not helping at all but Jungkook had to keep going, had to keep them both safe and the red staining the front of his shirt from Jimin’s cut arm was a reminder that Jimin would fight for him until the end, so Jungkook had to fight too, for the both of them.
His head is fuzzy and the world is spinning before him, has for a while now and Jungkook doesn’t know if he’s imagining it but he can see figures in the distance coming their way, his grip on Jimin’s thighs slipping as the abandoned city tilts before him, Jimin’s screams as Jungkook cut off his bitten hand the only thing crowding his tired mind before everything turned black.
Request: pssst can u do one where ur studying n cal does the cliche toss rocks at ur window and like u dint notice until theres a crack in the window so to make up for it he tries to help u study but just makes out w you instead ((wow talk abt specifics)) love ur writing ur a godsend i love you omg
Thanks for the request lovely! I love u right back and I hope this is okay :D X
A sigh escaped your lips as you settled down on your bed and began to study. Textbooks, notes and pens were laid out in a chaotic mess and your scribbled handwriting covered every sheet in sight.
Plugging your earphones into your phone and inserting them into your ears, you tried to concentrate on learning what had been assigned to you; though your brain seemingly refused to focus.
You had just begun to actually absorb relevant information when a tapping caught your attention.
You unplugged your earphones and waited, your pen poised above the paper, mid-sentence. After a minute of silence, you shook your head and concluded it was your imagination playing tricks on you…
Until it happened again.
Patience wearing thin, you stood on your bed with a sigh and peered out of your window; only to see a small stone come flying towards the glass at an alarming speed and hit with a ‘clink’ that left a small crack on the surface.
‘You must be fucking kidding me,’ you muttered under your breath as you opened the window, ready to hurl abuse at whoever the fuck was hurling stones at your house.
You couldn’t see anything at first until your eyes adjusted, and then you spotted a brown haired boy with glorious eyes to match looking up at you with a mischievous grin on his face.
You were going to kill him.
'Calvin! You’ve cracked my fucking window!’ You hissed, trying your absolute best to maintain a straight face as he giggled like a schoolboy.
'Took you long enough,’ he said, and then, 'What are you doing anyway?’
'I was trying to study, before I was rudely interrupted.’
'Tell you what - I’ll come help you study to make up for it,’ he smiled, the twinkle in his eye making it impossible to say no.
He sifted through your notes, his eyes scanning the pages upon pages of highlighted words and annotations. He raised an eyebrow.
'That’s a lot,’ he muttered as he sat on the bed next to you.
You simply nodded in return, suppressing the sigh that was fighting its way out.
'Here. Ask me questions.’ You handed him a sheet full of terminology that you had to learn for a class you were struggling in.
His brow furrowed slightly as he read through the terms, confusion evident on his face.
'Okay.’ He accepted the challenge and proceeded to ask you various questions - gently prodding you in the right direction when you were unsure.
Half an hour later you knew everything off by heart, and had a celebratory high five with Calvin.
'Thanks,’ you smiled, grateful to have done something productive.
'No problem,’ he said as he laid back on the bed, hands behind his head.
Knowing you had more work to do, you laid down next to him, resting your head on his chest. His arm encircled you and he kissed the top of your head.
A small smile formed on your face as you looked up at him and he leaned down so he could press a gentle kiss to your lips, unable to resist.
His brow furrowed slightly as his hand cupped your cheek and he deepened the kiss; moving so his body was on top of yours, your lips moving passionately in sync.
Your hands ran up and down his back, nails gently scratching the muscle as a moan escaped his lips.
He sucked on the sensitive skin of your neck and tingles ran throughout your body like a rush of adrenaline; concentrating every one of your nerves to wherever his lips touched.
Your eyes fluttered closed in euphoria as he sought out your sweet spots and made clear he had complete and utter control over you.
'Fuck,’ a breathy moan escaped his plump lips as he moved himself against you and a fire ignited in the pit of your stomach.
A burning desire for him flowed through your body; his lips attached to yours again and his gentle touch ventured to your thigh, travelling upwards with a touch as light as a feather.
You craved his touch.
You needed him just as much as he needed you and only he could make you feel this fucking good.
'Fuck - I need you baby,’ his hot breath made goosebumps rise on your skin as he spoke feverishly; his dark eyes looking into yours.
You felt like laughing because little did he know, he already had you.
I hope it was what you wanted boo!
My asks are always open for anything and everything lmao, have a great day/night and stay safe!
I luv u!! 💗 X
How would the companions/sole react to sole meeting the companions and their spouse having looked exactly like them<(companion). First meeting and then feelings after romance please :) (I'll let you decide about Hancock XD)
Challenge accepted. Okay for this I excluded: Ada, Codsworth, Dogmeat, and Strong (sorry!). I can see this happening hahaha I mean especially with all the mods making Danse in the character creator with a porno stache or something. Thanks for the lovely prompt anon <3
Cait: (first meeting) Well she thought they were a total spaz. They had just cleared the house of raiders, looked pretty cool doing it too. But the second they stepped into her cage so that they could get a look at each other, they promptly threw themselves against the walls of the cage dramatically. They also called her ‘Nora.’ Weirdo.
(romanced) Sometimes she hated the fact that she looked like Nora. Although Sole didn’t mean to, she knew they always saw Nora in her eyes. Apparently they had polar opposite personalities which was good. Cait would always grab Sole’s face and kiss them hard to remember that she was her own person. It made her feel like she was being blended in with a memory and she despised that. She made sure to show Sole every time that they were together now and not Nora and them.
(first meeting) Apparently the Institute had made an exact synthetic copy of Nora. Curie watched in shock as they ran up to her new synth body saying their old lover’s name over and over. Curie felt uncomfortable with entering a body that held so many memories for Sole but after they calmed down they said it would be fine.
At least their voices were different.
She always worried that this would become painful for Sole and so she made a vow to honor their memory as best as possible.
(romanced) Perhaps she was lucky? She tried so hard to be the very best her she could be Sole seemed to fall in love with her just for that. She was aware of Sole’s biases towards her but after realizing that she loved them too, none of it seemed to matter any more. Sole was in love with the person she was now and she them.
It was quite the scene. Sole came in like a banshee out of hell, gunning down all the ghouls outside the Cambridge police station screaming ‘Nate!’ and looking at Danse. His initial assessment was that it was a case of mistaken identity but during the fight he didn’t have time to worry about it. He did worry about it when Sole took his face in their hands to get a closer look at him though. He’d never had anyone that close to him in a very very long time. It was unsettling.
(romanced) Admittedly, he thought they just had really bad eyesight right up until he found out about his own identity. Then he had no doubt that there was a possibility of having at least 2 or 3 people looking exactly like you. One thing he had on Nate was a ‘rockin awesome body’ according to Sole (because they couldn’t see him in his power armor initially). Danse gets out of his power armor much more often around Sole, because maybe he likes the compliments just a little. It’s always followed my kissing.
He knew all about Sole long before Sole even met him. He knew about Nate too and was kind of shocked when he saw that their profile looked a lot like his current face. With just a few minor tweaks he basically could become Nate. This was going to be fun. The first time he met Sole, he managed to convince them that they were in the Matrix and their previous life was only an illusion.
(romanced) Nate must have been an absolute bore because he could get Sole laughing so hard they would be doubled over and snorting. Always good positive reinforcement. It was kind of fun to show them all the things he could do that Nate couldn’t like say “I love you” in 10 different languages. Even though they’re wanting to be close to him so much initially bothered him, eventually it became endearing and he ended up falling in love with this silly vault dweller. He made sure he defined himself separately so that Sole would never confuse them. Wearing a really cool hat helped.
(first meeting) After stabbing the sorry fucker he heard a meek “N-Nate?” as Sole started feeling towards him with their hands and settled on his face. If this was any other situation with an attractive body-hugged vault dweller would have been a blessing in disguise but now it was a little odd. They made a face, which pissed him off a little, when they felt his face, squinting. After some silly assumptions, he learned that they’d lost their glasses and ‘stumbled’ upon Goodneighbor looking for Diamond City and his voice sounded uncannily like their lost “Nate.”
(romanced) He always made it a habit to check every mall for an optics store so they could always see him for who he is just in case anything bad happened. It was actually kind of funny, Hancock showed Sole sexual positions they had never even heard of. The things he would say in their old lover’s voice would make them blush for days and Hancock loved every little bit of it. He derived a special pleasure seeing their flustered face every time he’d glint his knife saying how he wanted to tear off their clothes as soon as they were alone.
(first meeting) Completely interrupted his meeting with Winlock and Barnes, it was actually kinda funny. They pushed the meaty gunners to the side like they were nothing and rushed him, calling him “Nate” whoever that was. MacCready, taking advantage of the situation, took the opportunity to smirk over at the gunners at this new found attention from an attractive vault dweller.
(romanced) “Nate used to…” became his least favorite word and he’d just roll his eyes and groan before Sole could finish. The deeper he fell in love with Sole, the more he began to hate Nate’s ghost hanging over him. Unbeknownst to Sole, he even tried to cut the sides of his hair shorter and switch his part so to look as different as he could. They had so many inside jokes and passionate memories, he hoped that everything he was doing distinguished him from Nate.
(first meeting) It was a peculiar first meeting. He was tied up, they approached him saying he was an android “Nate” or something, then freed him. His first thought was ‘oh great, I got saved by this loony.’ They were a heck of a fighter though! He wasn’t sure how they were able to aim with them staring at him the whole time.
(romanced) He found that the best way to cope with him being so much like their Nate was to just let them talk about it while he listened. After they were done, Sole would feel a little better and they could return to whatever they were doing. He felt nervous about opening up about Jenny to them too but Sole took it all in stride and so he was going to do the same. The fact that they both had dead lovers was a bonding point for them. He always stroked Sole’s hair and rubbed their back as he embraced them to let them know he was there for them.
(first meeting)The first time you meet someone who looks like your dead lover you typically don’t expect them to swindle you for free admission to a city. At least Sole didn’t as they slapped a hand over their heard gasping “my goodness, Nora!” like she’d done something wrong. Whatever. Not one to have her manners lost on her, she made sure to show them around Diamond City. Their bashful glances at her were flattering!
(romanced) Her and Sole were two peas in a pod. Piper couldn’t see how anyone could be anymore perfect for Sole than she was. Sole even admitted it too which caused Piper to internally cheer. She saw the light she brought to Sole’s eyes. That light wasn’t there when they first met. Now as they snuggled noses under the covers, Piper thought herself of like a Nora 2.0 and she was here to be the best lover ever.
(first meeting) Went completely red in the face when Sole glomped him at their first meeting. Sturges whistled. He’d never seen such a good-looking person and the sudden close contact threw him off. It was obvious they thought he was someone else because they called him ‘Nate.’ He was almost sad when they let go, realizing that he wasn’t them. His crush probably started right then.
(romanced) Doesn’t care at all that he looks like Nate. He knew they were attracted to him because he looked the way he did. He wouldn’t change a thing. If it was his face that allowed him the opportunity to be so close with Sole then he was completely content. He loved hearing stories about Nate and Sole in the old days. Sole got this twinkle in their eye that was just beautiful.
(first meeting) He was a special gen-3 synth whose genes were specifically spliced so that it would mimic Shaun’s late father. He was aware and prepared for Sole’s bewildered expression. He even had a speech prepared for helping them cope. He perfectly batted away attempts at touching. He set boundaries. Everything.
(romanced) Never did he imagine that all the sincere touches and flirtations would lead anywhere. He expected romantic inclinations towards himself, considering their predisposition but he was unaware how subconscious falling in love really was. He’d planned to dissuade them from becoming attracted to him but now he was attracted to them. Sole had a warmth to them that he never before felt in the Institute. He’d keep them to himself.
(first meeting) It was time to meet the new recruits and brief them on the Fort Strong mission. Paladin Danse’s sponsor was understandably the last one there, for they had to take a vertibird in. When they came on deck, instead of standing in line with the rest, they made a beeline for him with outstretched arms, calling him ‘Nate.’ Maxson’s reflexes were quick and battle-seasoned so he snatched their hands away and pinned them to the ground within the blink of an eye. No one touches the Elder without permission.
(romance) He’d be lying if he said that the constant comparisons to Nate didn’t bother him, but he knew how important it was to respect the dead so he never once uttered an ill word against him. Sole could tell it bothered him though so every time they’d bring it up, Maxson would grab them and kiss their head. Sole would then get flustered and apologize. It was cute.
(first meeting) Sole completely ignored Des once their view began to focus on Glory which confused the hell out of her. Shoving her minigun in their face seemed to deter them but they were acting completely whacko calling her “Nora” and stuff.
(romance) She made sure to remind Sole each and every time. She knew they couldn’t help seeing Nora in her, how could they? She decided not to hold it against them but instead make sure to redirect their thoughts to see the present and not the past. She wanted Sole to respect the past but also see her in the present, and only her.
@already-tried-that: 1, 2, 3, 4, 10, 14, 16, and 17 from Sayings with newt— i plan on putting you through the wringer with ridiculously complicated requests, fam
1. “Jesus fucking Christ.”
2. “You got a cute butt.”
3. “Is that you in this YouTube video?”
4. “Don’t be an asshole, Asshole.”
10. “Sharing is caring, dipshit. Now give me your fries.”
14. “Are you gonna kiss me or continue to just look at me?”
16. “I am always a slut for cheez-its.”
17. “Important question: Coke or Pepsi?”
Warnings: slight swearing, AU
Notes: okay, fUCK YOU BUT CHALLENGE ACCEPTED MOTHERFUCKER
Newt laughed as he stared at his laptop. He was watching a Vine Compilation of Thomas Sanders’ vines on YouTube. It was twelve minutes long, and it had him cracking up.
You were over in his kitchen, gathering junk food and drinks. You were preparing french fries, pouring cheez-its into a bowl, and grabbing soda from the fridge. You walked out of the kitchen, holding one can of Coke and one can of Pepsi.
“Important question: Coke or Pepsi?” You asked, holding them up. But Newt was laughing too hard. Then you heard the familiar vine.
“Oh my God! Is that you in this YouTube video?” He pointed at the screen. You about face-palmed yourself. Yes, you were in a Thomas Sanders Vine. It was one of his Narrating People’s Lives, and you were the lucky girl he randomly saw on the streets. It was funny, but a little embarrassing for you since you flipped over seeing Thomas in front of you.
Newt replayed that part of the Vine, laughing. “Babe, your reaction is the best! Your eyes go so wide!” He laughed, going back to watch it over and over again. You blushed bright red, giving him a look.
“Don’t be an asshole, Asshole,” you pouted. “I was very surprised! You know how much I love Thomas!”
“You’re too cute, I swear,” he giggled. You rolled your eyes, hoping your blush was going down.
“Answer my question! Coke or Pepsi?”
You gave him a look. “Coke? Pepsi is way better, my dear.” You smirked, walking back to the kitchen.
“What? No way, Coke beats Pepsi by a long shot!” He shouted from the living room. You ignored him, pouring Coke into a cup and Pepsi into another.
You took the fries out of the oven, putting them on a bigger plate. You put ketchup into a ramekin, and threw the cheez-its box away. Afterwards, you walked out with the platter of french fries. You set them on the coffee table as Newt shut his laptop. He was still chuckling about your vine with Thomas. You nudged him.
“Shut up and put on the movie,” you grumbled playfully.
You went back into the kitchen, grabbing the sodas. Then you went back into the kitchen for the cheez-its. Once everything was on the coffee table, you sat down. Newt was already back on the couch, pushing play on the movie. He stuffed some fries into his mouth, you went for the cheez-its.
“You and cheez-its, I swear,” Newt shook his head. He couldn’t stand cheez-its, but you loved them.
“I am always a slut for cheez-its.” You quickly replied, mouth full of the cheesy snack. He scrunched up his face, draping an arm around you. He leaned on you as he ate more fries and watched the movie.
Near the end of the movie, the remainder of your cheez-its were gone. Now you were munching on fries, but Newt now had the platter on his lap, hogging them all.
“Give me some fries, you whined.
“No way, your snack was cheez-its. Mine are fries,” he chuckled, stuffing another one into his mouth.
“Sharing is caring, dipshit. Now give me your fries.” You said rather sarcastically. You slipped your hand under his arm to snatch two fries. You quickly stuffed them in your face, smiling smugly in your victory.
“Mine,” he cradled the platter away from you. You wrestled to get over to the platter with very few french fries left on it. You tried to get more, but he kept holding it right out of your reach. His one arm wrapped around your body, keeping you stuck on his lap as he held the platter with his other hand.
“Newt, you suck!” You shouted, trying to gt the fries. He laughed, but as he did so, he lowered his arm. It was perfect enough for you to tip the platter. The remaining fries fell on the ground.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” Newt laughed. His arm around you loosened, giving you enough space to move to grab the fries that were now on his carpet.
You picked them up, eating a few that stayed on the plate. You were in a weird position, half your body on the floor, the other half on Newt’s lap still. He was laughing hard, as were you.
Your butt was up in the air, your lower body on Newt still. He playfully hit your butt. “You got a cute butt.”
“I’m so glad we think so, because I think I have a cute butt.” You replied sassily, trying to get back up on the couch. Newt helped you. His arms went under your underarms, lifting you up from the floor.Both of you maneuvered around so you were sitting on his lap. Your arms went around his neck.
“You can pick me up like it’s nothing,” you commented. He only shrugged.
“I may be lanky, but I’m not weak.” He chuckled. He was in such a laughing and giggly mood today. It made you all giggly.
You stared at him, waiting for him to kiss you. You didn’t know why, but you rarely ever kissed someone first. Even if you had been dating them for a while. But Newt stared back, a tiny grin resting on his lips. You playfully rolled your eyes.
“Are you gonna kiss me or continue to just look at me?” You tilted your head, a smirk displayed on your face.
Newt leaned in, quickly kissing you. You leaned in again, pecking his lips multiple times. You rested on his shoulder then, him slightly cradling you. The end credits from the movie started rolling.
“I love you,” Newt said. You snuggled more into him.
“I love you, too,” you replied. “You go change the movie.” You stifled laughter.
“Oh, what? No, I put in the movie!”
“Yeah, but I’m too tired,” you fake pouted. He rolled his eyes, a lazy smile visible. He picked you up, setting you kn the couch so he could change the movie.
Who worries about how they will look when they’re older: ryan sometimes makes an offhand comment like “I won’t always look like I do now,” and lindsay’s immediate response is just “you’ve only gotten hotter with age shut up”
Who makes the mix tapes/cd’s: lindsay makes playlists of mostly just dumb fun songs, but there’s always one or two super cute and emotional songs stuck in there and they catch ryan off guard every time
Clings to the other during scary movies: lindsay clings to ryan even though they don’t especially scare her, but snuggling is always nice and she knows that ryan likes to protect her
Gets into the shower with the other randomly: lindsay has super intense jam sessions in the shower, so ryan sometimes sneaks in to see how long it takes her to notice
(his record is ten minutes, one of her favorite bands had just released a new album okay)
Flashes the other when they walk by after taking a shower alone: lindsay does, immediately turning ryan into a blushing mess
when ryan walks by, lindsay catcalls and just generally tries to get him to (“drop the towel! drop the towel!”), and one time he acts like he’s going to go change like normal, but he’s still naked when he heads back out, and he doesn’t have a towel anymore
Initiates hand holding while the other is driving: when lindsay’s driving, ryan does and lindsay teases him about it (“I’m like two feet away ryan, come on)
but when ryan’s driving, lindsay just completely leans over and puts her head on his lap, and ryan half-protests and half-laughs (“this is unsafe, and cute, but UNSAFE”)
Secretly tries to touch the other in naughty places during public/family events: it starts with ryan kind of unintentionally putting his hand somewhere like her thigh, and lindsay’s just immediately like “okay challenge accepted” and it makes for very uncomfortable dinners
Asks weird questions in the middle of the night: ryan will ask something like “do you think a police officer has ever arrested themselves?” and they’re both so tired that they end up giggling about it for an hour
Asks “what are you thinking about?”: sometimes lindsay stares out into space so ryan asks, and lindsay just turns to him with a smirk and says something obnoxiously flirty and/or dirty and ryan ends up both amused and flustered
Always has to be touching the other, (if either of them do): ryan does something subtle like putting his arm around lindsay, and she responds by completely laying on top of him or something equally affectionate
So no debate then? Odd, that's exactly what I would have expected a Jew to do; Criticize me passively aggressively and then refuse to face an open challenge. -WSM PS Oy vey.
Okay, White Supremacy Memes challenge accepted.
First off, I’m prettier than you so I already win. Second, I wasn’t criticizing you passively, I was using satire. So actually, I’m very openly aggressive with you, because you are a white supremacist. I guess you don’t think of yourself as a racist, but rather a “racial realist”. So you are pretty much the passive one, because that’s code for racism, you dip shit. Let me school you on what you think is “racial realism”. Scientifically, there are no races, they are social constructions based on arbitrary agglomerations of visible physical genetic traits. In fact, the most genetically diverse peoples on Earth— who race realists pretty much all regard as a single homogeneous group— are all dark-skinned Africans, as variation per distance is always greatest near the origin. Human genetics prove there are no genetic differences between “races”. In gene clustering research a set of populations is typically determined via subjective descriptors in ethnicity, language and geographics. People can be reliably identified as members of these groups. However, this way of categorizing people depends fundamentally on the quantity and method used to create the aforementioned framework of ancestral populations. Depending on what you subjectively chose to be aforementioned populations people may or may not end up in the same group. This is completely different from the problem of “races”, which presupposes that there is just one objectively and biologically demarcatable set of populations among all humans. So there’s your debate. My point: Not only are you a racist, you’re a complete moron.
-A pretty Jewish Latina who hates you for being a bigot, not because you have pasty skin