i just busted a *** thinking about gryffindor head boy jin walking around the castle being followed by adoring fans, him blowing kisses and even making moaning myrtle blush. all the slytherin guys hate him because he ignores their taunts and winks at them instead. his best class is charms because he says he's full of them. ppl call him prince charming (pun after pun). he's surprisingly good at quidditch but he only plays for fun. also the house elves love him and sneak him food even during class
heeeeeyaaaaa ♥ if you wanna: the chocobros (plus luna and aranea if it's not too much?) with a friend that calls them babe, love, darling etc - like how would they react the first time their friend goes "hey honeybunch, whatcha doin?" - that kind of thing ^^;
Everyone else calls him Prince Charmless, but when you drop Prince Charming into casual conversation for the first time you’re going to thoroughly derail Noctis from whatever he was saying. His face will be the poster for poleaxed, but when he recovers he’ll toss the nearest available object at you. If you get Gladio saying it he’s going to kill you.
What’s up buttercup? You better have fast reflexes, because sneaking up behind Prompto while he’s lining up a beautiful shot will more than likely have him dropping his camera. Not even from fright, but because of the nickname. Catch it and nab a picture of him while his face is still red. Steal his camera a couple of weeks later and you’ll find he kept the picture.
You might only be friends with Gladio, but you’re not blind. So it’s only natural that you ever so casually call him Hot Stuff at some point, although maybe saying it just as he’s waking up from being charged by a garulessa isn’t the wisest idea. You just want him laughing, and instead you have him wondering what cosmic drink the Astrals are piss-drunk on if this is his afterlife confused.
What’s cookin’, good lookin’? Now Ignis is not a man easily ruffled, you know this. You’ve seen the outright war of wit and words between Gladio and he. So you really, really don’t expect him to drop the spoon. But he does. Right into the soup, never to be seen again, unless he wants to burn his hand fishing for it. It’s the first time you’ve been witness to Ignis Scientia speechless.
You don’t really mean to call Luna cutiepie, it just sort of… slips out. In front of Ravus. Who takes immediate offence to it and you’re preeeeeeeeetty damn sure he’s two seconds away from running you through with his practice sword, but Luna starts laughing and calls you sweetheart and pretty much saves your ass from a royal kicking, you could kiss her for that quite honestly.
Hey honeybunch, whatcha doin? It seemed harmless enough to say, but when your back connects with a wall and you have certain death glaring you in the eye you realise teasing Aranea Highwind might not be your smartest idea ever. “You, if you’re lucky.” And then she’s smirking at you and sauntering away and wow, okay, your cheeks are warm to the touch and she totally wins that round.
This is what I know. Don’t settle for 40, 50, or even 80 percent. A relationship - it shouldn’t be too small or too tight or even a little scratchy. It shouldn’t take up space in your closet out of guilty conscience or convenience or a moment of desire. Do you hear me? It should be perfect for you. It should be lasting. Wait. wait for 100 percent.