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GORL……i love it. here we Go:

8. who sleeps in their underwear (or naked)? / who sleeps in their pajamas?

I headcanon that Keith runs hot bc, y’know, hotheaded and lived in the desert and fire paladin, yadda yadda, so yeah, Keith would probably sleep in his underwear and always kick the covers off bc he’s overheating. Lance can sport his birthday suit well enough, but he likes being cozy, so fuzzy pajama pants and a baggy shirt is his jam.

11. who likes horror movies? / who likes romance movies?

Horrors, thrillers, and conspiracy documentaries are Keith’s top three genres. He won’t bat an eye at gratuitous violence, but show him a popular romcom and he’ll look ready to hurl. Lance loves to swoon and is lowkey a romantic and lives for that sappy shit.

23. who asks who out on the first date?

Lance asks Keith, because Keith has some Problems talking about feelings other than rage or irritation at all of Lance’s goading. So when Lance finally pops the question, Keith is completely thrown for a loop and says the same sentence three times before his brain stops short circuiting :’)

29. who is the better cook?

LANCE. Nothing will ever beat his mom’s cooking, but she taught him well. Plus, living with a bunch of younger siblings and hard-working parents who aren’t always home on time for dinner means that the cooking fell on his shoulders a lot of the time. He just doesn’t have a passion for it like Hunk does, but Lance definitely has some top-notch recipes up his sleeve. 

45. who is more likely to get drunk?

Rumor has it that Keith Kogane downed a 26 of straight vodka in under a minute at a part in second year at the Garrison. To this day, he refuses to confirm or deny, but Lance has seen him turn a little green whenever the topic comes up. 

46. who has the longer food order?

I like to think that they both have hollow legs and could each order half of the menu at a restaurant and be able to share.

47. who has the more complex coffee order?

Lance “grande skim milk no foam extra shot three pumps of caramel and extra drizzle latte” McClain

48. who loses stuff?


49. who is the driver? / Who is the passenger?

Keith drives but Lance nags constantly about always being the passenger and is all “just because you’re the best pilot of our generation doesn’t mean the rest of us can’t take a turn, Keith” and Keith’s like “at least when I’m behind the wheel, I know I’m not putting our lives at stake” and Lance squawks and is like “HEY FUCK YOU” and it’s really cute.

50. who is the hopeless romantic?

Lance is the hopeless romantic who succeeds in his sweet, cheesy, boyfriend-y charms, always giving flowers at the right moments and getting lost in the excited animation of Keith’s face when he’s talking about something he loves (probably his knife, knowing Keith) and wanting to write poetry about how soft Keith’s skin is.

Keith is the hopeless romantic that can’t show it for shit. He feels too hard and is overwhelmed with how much he likes Lance and he wants to do So Much for him, but he’s just ? never done anything like this before. He tries his best, but the kid is an awkward precious nerd who can’t get out his speech that he practiced all night and instead just whimpers and shoves a bouquet of wildflowers into Lance’s face before running away. RIP Keith. 

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Serious Talk.

Ise is the gay guy that is open about it, but doesn’t flaunt it.

Ebumi is the straight guy that was bicurious, but figured out he didn’t really find guys that attractive.

Ebumi is also the friend that takes his gay best friend, Ise, on dates to cheer him up from rejection and/or failed dates.

Ebumi is the friend who would take Ise as his date to a dance.

Ebumi is the friend who’s okay with cuddling and forehead kisses, because he understands that support is also physical.

Ise would understand that Ebumi isn’t interested in him sexually or romantically.

They probably watch romance movies on Sundays and make fun of them together.

They’re relationship is full of teasing and jokes. They roughhouse all the time, but know when to draw a line.

Ebumi and Ise are good friends who have a 100% platonic relationship and still love each other to pieces.

anonymous asked:

Heyo what kind of music, books, tv shows and movies do you like?

Aaaa I love questions like these!! For music, I usually just enjoy video game music or pop, honestly my music interests change constantly but Marina and the Diamonds is one of my favorite artists! As for TV shows, I don’t really watch much TV… I actually always have my TV on the Food channel for background noise but I’ll watch it on occasion.. I love whenever the kids do baking competitions. As for books, I used to read so many books but kinda lost interest, but I enjoyed just about any type of book, mostly fantasy or romance. And movies… not really a movie person actually!! I might go see “kids” movies like Moana or Zootopia with the family or friends haha. I’m pretty childish so I honestly am very entertained by any animated kids movies.


‘Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind’, Michel Gondry (2004)

What a loss to spend that much time with someone, only to find out that she’s a stranger.

The Jealous Hufflepuff (Newt X Reader)

Originally posted by 5sos-1d-thedorks

For this story, just pretend Porpentina is just Newt’s friend. If you don’t like that idea, don’t read it! I’m simply trying to give people some fluff for their hungry souls! Also just pretend Jacob never lost his memory of what happened in the movie. Lastly, sorry if I’ve posted like a lot today. I don’t care. I love Fantastic Beasts and I’m kidding, I’m not even remotely sorry.

Warnings: so much fluff, you might die. Read with caution. And maybe heart it, if you like it.

“Ever wondered if Newt gets jealous?” Porpentina said cutting straight to the chase.

You paused from drinking your coffee to look at your friend. “What do you mean?” You asked skeptically.

It was just you, Porpentina, Jacob, and Queenie. Newt said he was too busy to attend coffee, but they all knew he was highly introverted and probably needed some down time with his beasts. Whenever Newt wasn’t around, for some reason, the conversation was always on that strange nerdy, but adorable man.

“I was just curious. I heard Hufflepuffs are really loyal and patient. Sweet people, if you get what I’m saying,” Porpentina explained calmly stirring her tea.

“The people everyone loves,” Jacob concluded.

You kept your skeptical look on Porpentina. Where was she going with this? They all knew you had a major crush on Newt. It was kind of hard not to notice. You were a bumbling idiot around Newt! It didn’t help that Queenie kept reading your mind, and would always wink and smile at you. “Porpentina. What are you thinking…?” You said bluntly.

Porpentina shrugged. “We’re having this bet,” she started slowly. “Jacob doesn’t think Newt could get jealous, but I’m not so sure.”

You looked blankly at Jacob, who refused to look at you, and then back at Porpentina. “Seriously. What’s going on?”

Queenie blurted out in her soft voice, “We want to make Newt jealous.”

The heck. Make Newt jealous?! That sounded like a recipe for disaster! “Are you serious?!” You demanded.

“Look it’s not like he’s not a man, he has feelings and desires too, I’m sure!” Porpentina insisted strongly.

You blushed. Where was she going with this…? “Hold on—you aren’t… no, don’t you even dare, Porpentina…” you said in an almost strained voice.

Porpentina refused to look at you and continued, “You’re mad for him, honey. It doesn’t take Queenie’s mind reading to know it. And we’re curious to know how Newt feels about you.”

“It will be fun!” Queenie added on, smiling sweetly at you.

“FUN?” You mimicked. “This is a horrible idea! Please no!”

“We already made the bet,” Jacob chided, giving you a pleading look. “Prove that I’m right and he can’t ever get jealous. C’mon, help a guy out, Y/N.”

You looked flustered, looking at everyone. It was true, you were curious to know how Newt felt about you, but this was a little extreme. “How… hypothetically, suppose are we going to make him jealous?”

“Pretend that you and Jacob are fond of each other,” Porpentina said absentmindedly.

You looked at Queenie. “Ummmm… I don’t think that’s a very good idea.”

“That’s kinda what I thought…” Jacob said, also looking at Queenie.

But Queenie was beaming. She laughed musically, “Don’t be silly, goobers! I came up with the idea myself!”

“Yeah but still,” Jacob mumbled under his breath. “The only lady I really want is you.”

Queenie gave him a loving look and patted his hands. “I know, love. But do it for me. I know you have feelings for me, help Y/N out for me!”

“Okay, fine!” You shouted loudly, your face hot red. “When do we start?”

You walked closely to Jacob, giggling like an idiot. But the giggling was a horrible nervous giggle of apprehensiveness. This was so stupid.

The plan was really simple. You were pretending to like Jacob, and to make things a little more realistic, hopefully, Jacob was pretending not to be interested in you. Basically, now that you thought about it, making you look like a total horrible slutty adultery woman.

All of you were taking a walk in Central Park, talking about beasts and what other creatures they might find. However, Newt was strangely quiet, and only talked once the subject about beasts came up.

“Oh, dear, my shoe fell off,” you stated in a matter-o-fact tone. You clutched onto Jacob’s arm, hoping on one foot.

Jacob steadied you as you put your shoe back on, glancing up at Newt. Newt was expressionless, but smiled sweetly at you once he caught you looking at him. You felt a wave of complete guilt wash over you, as Newt just looked at you, smiling like nothing was wrong.

“Thanks, Jacob,” You said, more in a bedraggled tone than a flirty up beat way. You stopped giggling, but you didn’t walk away from Jacob, even though you wanted nothing more than to rush over and hug Newt.

There were a few more attempts later that day, but all of them failed. No matter what happened, Newt seemed calm and always smiled at you. But there was a sort of hollowness in his smile. More confused and less happy. You couldn’t really read his expression, but you knew something was wrong. He probably hated you. For flirting with Jacob, when Queenie wasn’t around. How horrible.

The more and more you flirted with Jacob, the more you hated yourself. You wanted to take up your wand and simply blow off your head. You couldn’t keep doing this to Newt!

You were helping Jacob feed some of Newt’s pets, giggling and talking quietly with Jacob. Jacob was nearly as worn out as you were. He was sick of this all, but Queenie kept insisting.

Jacob said he was going up to check on Queenie who was cooking dinner for them. “I’ll be right up, Jacob!” You giggled. It sounded like a sickly giggle though.

Newt had been silently watching the two of you, while petting a salamander. You were alone with Newt now. “Y/N,” Newt said softly.

You turned to Newt, refusing to look at him. “Yes?”

“Why… are you…” he stumbled over his words, frowning hard. “I don’t understand.”

You began to walk to the ladder which took them back to the real world. “What do you not understand?” You asked slowly, not wanting to know the answer.

Newt fidgeted with his fingers nervously, figuring out how to explain it to you. He followed you and said, “Well… it’s just that… what you’re doing, I don’t think it’s right.”

You squeezed your eyes shut. How were you going to explain this? You hastily made your way to the ladder. Once you were back into the apartment, Porpentina could help you explain it all. “It’s not what you think it is.”

“No. It’s exactly what I think it is,” Newt said sharply and boldly. “It needs to stop.”

You were almost hurt by the way he said it. Newt was always soft spoken, and sweet. But he sounded stern and almost angry. You walked a little faster. “Please, Newt, you don’t really understand,” You whimpered.

You began to climb the ladder, but Newt tried to gently grab at your hand. “Y/N,” He said softly.

Newt grasping at your hand, made your face blush and your mind went something along the lines of JFDKLAFJDSIOP NEWT IS HOLD MY HAND HFDSKLAFJALJFKL. With that sudden realization, stupid you lost your balance and fell off the ladder. You let out a high pitch squeal and you fell onto Newt, sending the both of you onto the ground.

He let out a, “OOOF!” as you fell on top of him.

Tangled up, you hastily apologized, completely erratic and nervous. “I’m so sorry, Newt! I didn’t mean to fall on you!” You sat up, still sitting on Newt and gazed down on him with an embarrassed look.

Newt looked back up at you and gently put his hand on your face. “Y/N… what’s going on?”

“I-I’m sorry,” was all you could say, as stupid hot tears filled your eyes. “I didn’t want to hurt you!”

Newt propped himself up, his other hand still on your cheek. “What’s wrong, sweetheart?” He asked, looking concerned.

Your heart skipped a beat. He called you sweetheart. You frantically wiped away the tears. “It’s just that… I didn’t want to make you jealous, but it was Porpentina’s idea.”

Newt blinked a few times, then he raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean, make me jealous?”

Uh oh. You said it. You hiccupped and said, “Uhh… why don’t we just go up and eat dinner?”

What stopped you from getting up off Newt was Newt gently pressing his lips against your forehead. Then he moved his lips to your mouth, kissing innocently. He then breathed quietly, “Is that was you wanted?”

“Making you jealous or the kiss?” You murmured quietly. His thumb was softly stroking your cheek, and your heart felt like it was going to explode. AKA heart attack and you would just die. Embarrassing and depressing if that happened.

“Both?” He concluded, rubbing his forehead against yours.

You smiled contently, breathing in the smell of cloves and hay. “Yeah. I think so…” was all you could say. Sounded stupid, but you were basically in a trance, so who cares.

Suddenly three heads poked out from the suitcase opening. “That’ll be six weeks of pastries, Jacob,” Porpentina mused, looking down at you and Newt. You were still sitting on Newt, and looked like you weren’t in a hurry to get up.

Both you and Newt looked up at them. Newt laughed, but you were less forgiving than Newt. You glared up at them, and barked, “Seriously, you guys?” Then you turned to Newt. “Were you really jealous, Newt?”

Newt snaked his hand around your neck and said, “I was absolutely dotty for you.” He pulled you in for another kiss.

Queenie laughed and said, “Look at them, Jacob! Aren’t you happy for them?”

Suddenly, a thought burst into your mind. You were a little bit angry. Maybe more than a little bit. “Queenie…” you said in a low growl.

“Yes, dear?” she asked curiously, smiling down at you.

You glared at her. “Did you know Newt fancied me already?”

Queenie smiled innocently. “This was a bet to see if Newt got jealous, pie-dear. You never asked me if Newt fancied you.”


The end!

Your first date with Newt Scamander would include

Originally posted by hardyness

Anonymous asked OMG I need more Newt fanfics in my life! Can you do what your first date with him would include?

  • Him shyly asking if you wanted to get dinner with him. And you ask if it’s a date, and he hesitates, but says (avoiding eye contact) yes.
  • You wearing a huge scarf that almost swamps you and he thinks it’s adorable.
  • Him picking you up from your apartment and the two of you walk to the restaurant.
  • The two of you talking softly about work, and Newt’s admiring how you look out of the corners of his eyes.
  • Him offering you the seat, all gentlemanly like, at the table.
  • Newt talks about his passion for animals, and you just sit there, smiling shyly at how adorable your date is.
  • Once you get your foods and are eating, you ask him if his food is good. He lifts his fork up and says “Open wide?” Blushing, you try his food and offer him some of yours.
  • Him asking you if you’d like dessert or not. As it turns out, both of you couldn’t really afford two of the fancy cakes, so you share one.
  • He lets you eat the last bite of cake, off his fork.
  • The two of you talk and take a stroll under the bright lights of New York.
  • You get a little chilly and scoot closer to Newt. He asks if you’re cold and before you can answer, swishes off his coat and gives it to you. And on top of that, he wraps his scarf around your neck, over the other one.
  • You notice his scarf smells slightly musky, like hay and dust.
  • Newt asks if he can hold your hand, and you say yes. He takes your hand and slips it into his pocket, keeping both of your hands warm.
  • Once you’re done with your walk, you make your way back to your house, still talking about animals.
  • Him sweetly asking if he can kiss you.
  • You standing on tip toes to kiss him.
  • He wraps his arms around your waist, and you gently pet his hair. His lips are warm and yours are cool.
  • The date ends with him asking if he can show you his animals tomorrow, and you say yes.
  • Newt watches you walk up to your apartment, smiling a bashful smile and rubbing his neck, thinking, “I think that first day went rather well indeed.”