Don’t eat too much, don’t eat too little. Don’t be fat, don’t be too skinny. God do you ever stop eating? Woah do you ever eat? The not-so-well-concealed looks of disgust, the not-so-well-concealed looks of concern.
Don’t be loud. Don’t be quiet. Have a voice in society, leave the talking to the big boys. You want something, speak up! No, no, when it’s your turn, sweetie. Ugh, she never shuts up, it’s obnoxious. Have you ever heard her talk? I don’t even know what her voice sounds like.
Make sure your skirt is long enough, but not too long. Don’t make yourself too available, but you don’t want to look like a grandma. Show off what you got, but if you do it’s your fault if anything happens. Was your skirt long enough? How is any boy going to look at you if you wear that?
Have sex, but stay innocent. Give us what we want, but we hate sluts. Virgins are so sweet. What do you mean you want to stay abstinent until marriage? Do you even live in our society? Live without sex is boring. Life with sex is disgusting. God, have you seen her? She’s banged every guy in the school. God, have you seen her? Still a virgin at her age.
Be smart, but not too smart. Boys like a smarter girl. Boys can’t stand it when you know more than them. Play dumb. Ugh, not that dumb, god, weren’t you even listening? They like a smarter girl. No, no, now you just look like a nerd. Girls don’t belong in the classroom, they have to take care of the kids. You want a well-paying job? Take some incentive and study. You can’t slack off because your a girl.
Do what you love, but don’t. Be yourself, unless it goes against what we say. Do you love to do your hair and makeup? Great, you’re good to go. Approved. Do you love videogames and guns? You’re faking it. You’re lying. You’re pretending. You’re wrong
Balancing Act. A little piece I wrote because I’m tired of walking on the beam.
Headcanon's for how Yuri, Yurio, and Victor would treat their s/o who is just a delicate, fragile little one.
This request wasn’t very specific, so I tried my best. If this isn’t what you wanted, I apologize! Anyway, please enjoy, and thank you for the request :3
He’s the master of all things graceful and beautiful, so Viktor can easily handle your needs
Viktor is really sensitive and emotional and all that good stuff, and he is really good about making sure your precious little heart is safe
He holds your hand basically everywhere you go, and he’ll even pick you up and carry you to make sure he knows you’re safe
especially at his skating competitions tho; he will pick you up and carry you on his back so you don’t get lost in crowds or have bad run-ins with the press like ugh sweetie ;-;
He always uses a soft tone of voice when talking to you, his favorite thing being whispering in your ears and gently living feather-light touches on your skin
and the subsequent blush you get is his favorite part lmao
Viktor has amazing timing when it comes to saving you from intense situations; he seems to always know the perfect time to sweep in and come to your rescue when you’re in a situation where your delicate personality is at risk of shattering
Overall, Viktor is 11/10 when it comes to your needs and making you feel safe and sound
Being the worrywart he is, Yuri is extra careful around you and makes sure you’re always safe with him
Yuri is always there to keep an eye on you, never letting you out of his sight to try to be your protector
one time he even went to the lengths of following you to the bathroom and you’re like ‘srsly bro cmon” lmao but what a cutie
What he does like, though, is being your knight in shining armor; being your protector makes him feel so fulfilled and accomplished
And if you praise him for his work, he’ll probably melt into a puddle and die because he knows his efforts are not in vain
and honestly the boy is a gentle little butterfly so ???? he’s got you covered fam don’t worry
Yuri is a sensitive lil bean, and he will always be there to be your Knight in Shining Armor™
With such an aggressive personality, this boy had to learn to tone it down a bit when you’re around
At first his harshness scares you a bit, and he nearly brings you to tears by accident when he’s letting out his frustrations
he accidentally yelled at you over something stupid and when your eyes filled with tears he just kind went ‘?????? i fucked up’
After that, Yuri makes sure to stay cool and collected around you, finding other ways to let out his anger and rebellious tendencies
He has a habit of keeping an arm around you in public places, despite his dislike for PDA
honestly ???? it’s become a habit and at this point and he feels safer knowing you’re right there and not wandering off and potentially gettiNG HURT
Yuri learns to control himself and manage his anger in a more healthy way during your relationship, leaving you both with an added bonus of being together <3
I LOVE, L-O-V-E this so much! It’s so complicated and I have no idea what I’m doing next with this, but I love it! So here it is… maybe the intro is a little boring, but I think I finally did something interesting with V, I feel like I never do him justice…
So hope you like this as much as I do!
You sigh, anticipating all the work you gonna have
putting these records in order and removing the dust. All of this may sound
dreadful or boring, but you honestly like being here by yourself. No, not by
yourself, you have Aretha Franklin, Bernadete Peters, Freddie Mercury and so
many more amazing people’s company. All of them have so much to tell you and
you definitely have all the time to listen.
Working at your uncle’s records store started as a
summer job, you didn’t want to spend the school break with your father, so you
used this as an excuse. Yes, you needed the job to buy… tickets for a BTS
concert, yes, that’s what you told your father. You just didn’t tell him that
the concert happened and you didn’t go.
Not that you don’t like your father, but he’s been
acting weird the past few years. He’s becoming overprotective and surly. He
says it’s because you’re young, innocent and tend to try seeing the best in
everyone. But you know, and he probably does too, that he’s like this because
you’re starting to resemble your mother too much. He let her go, he couldn’t
risk letting you go too.
And he’s not, you tell yourself, this is about
enjoying freedom. People tend to think freedom has to do with wide landscapes
in the mountains or in the beach, but sometimes, freedom has to do with being
behind a old store’s balcony that smell like mold and listening to dusty vinyl
records or CDs. That’s what freedom
means to you.
You always liked music, and music runs in this
family’s veins. Your mother used to be a singer at a jazz band, maybe she still
is? You don’t see her for… 3, 4 years?
You’re not mad at her, she’s finally enjoying her freedom after that long and
stressful process of divorce. Your uncle, owner of this store, was a one hit
wonder in the 80s, one of many that popped up with some cheesy rock ballad
that, once it enters your mind, doesn’t leave and you keep humming the song
until it pisses yourself off.
And then there’s you, the only child of this
frustrated jazz singer and a lawyer, the girl who joined the musical theatre
club in her new school and watched as it was closed due to some budget cut. You
miss that club, some people, and all those songs. Showtunes are amazing! They
are so powerful and vibrant! Patti Lupone, Liza Minelli, Barbra Streisand… so
many different talents representing a whole genre! A Chorus Line, Rent,
Chicago… yeah, Chicago is dope!
You were listening to “Mr. Cellophane” and singing
along when this tall guy with blue hair and sunglasses walked in. You didn’t
notice him, as you had your back to the door, singing, replacing “mister” for
“miss” in the lyrics and just… living the song, while you piled those records
in a higher shelf.
Then you heard this clearing throat sound and turned
to see the blue haired guy, smiling at you, with his hands on his pockets.
“H-Hi!” you stuttered, jumping from the stool and
giving little taps on your pants, trying to get rid of the dust in your hands.
“Can I help you?”
“Yes. I’m looking for a record.”
“Well, we have plenty of them!” he chuckled, oh, his
smile is… dreamy…
“Yes, I should be more specific. I’m looking for Patti
“Close. Radio Ethiopia.”
“You’re in luck! Last copy!” you told as you reached
for the record in the shelf next to the door, behind him. “And this is one of
those albums my uncle puts a symbolic price on, so pay as much as you want or
can pay.” Judging from his clothes and glasses, how much he could pay wouldn’t
be a problem…
“Yeah, my uncle says you can’t put a price on true
“So if I want to take this for free?”
“You can, but it would be pretty douchy.” Shit! Your
uncle already scolded you for talking back to customers like this. Stupid!
“I agree.” And there’s that smile again. Shit! What is
this sudden heat in your cheeks? “So I hope this is enough for true art?” you
widen your eyes, this is… more than enough, it’s… too much, actually.
“Oh, uhm… you don’t need to…”
“I can pay as much as I want or can pay, right? I can
and I want to pay this.” His tone is playful, but you can notice he’s a little
annoyed, shouldn’t have called him a douchy…
“Well, okay…” you take the money reluctantly.
“Do you have Cher?”
“Pre or post-actress carrer?”
“Second shelf in your right, third row. No, fourth
row, actually.” You reorganized Cher in the summer.
He flipped through the records, and you headed back to
the balcony, taking a chance to admire his features. How old could he be? 19,
maybe 20? He looked like those wealth kids who decide to abandon his family
business to go into a self-discovering journey to some place with rivers and
“I’ll take these two too. I guess your uncle doesn’t
consider these true art.”
“He likes Cher as in Sonny & Cher.” He nods,
looking really interested in this total random fact about your uncle.
“Are you from here? I never saw you around.” Oh,
talking about being random…
“I moved in a couple of months. You?” you… don’t
really like talking about yourself.
“Born and raised here. But I’m leaving for college
next month.” Okay, no self-discovering journey, then.
“Cool. What will you study?”
“Fotography.” Yes, that suits this little character
you just made up for him in your mind. “You?”
“I’m…not going to college.” Not now, and probably
never. Your father can’t afford this. “ I mean, I need to survive high school
“Well, I’ll be a freshman too pretty soon.” Cocky
bastard. “Where do you go to?”
“Daykey High School” his smile widens. So… beautiful…
“Have you ever heard about Jihyun Kim?”
“No…?” some of his friends?
“Oh, people usually know him as V.” oh… yeah, it rings
“He used to play bass on that band, what’s the name?
“Yeah! Fucking weird name!” you scoff and he chuckles.
“Well, V named it.”
“V was probably high on something.” You notice he gets
a little surprised at your response.
“You bet.” He takes his glasses off, and you feel this
shiver rolling down your spine, his eyes are… mesmerizing… you could look at
his eyes forever…but forever doesn’t
last long as this blonde girl storms inside the store.
“Honey, did you forget to meet me at the dress store?”
“Sorry, honey. I just found this record store and
thought I could find something. Look at this, Patti Smith! And I was almost for
“Ugh, sweetie, you need to stop reliving the dead.”
“Patti Smith is alive.” You say, immediately
regretting for letting her notice you were paying attention to their
“Yeah… whatever. Can we go? The dust here is closing
my throat, we don’t need another problem like that, do we?”
Oh, you actually know her, she’s a senior at your
school! Yes, you remember seeing her during the senior meet freshman gathering
on your first day. She’s… even more beautiful dressed this casually and with
her hair free of the ponytail she usually has. Oh, and she sings in that weird
band, Mystic Messenger or whatever. Or she used to… didn’t she leave because
she’s being hired as a backing vocal for Taylor Swift? That’s the rumor on why
she left… so what is she doing here?
“Okay, my sun. Let’s grab a lunch and I’ll take you
home so you can get your meds.” My sun?
You can’t hold back a scoff, looking at the money, then you raise your head and
find both of them looking at you. Shit!
“Yeah, the mold… is making my throat close too.” You
cough, and it’s actually pretty convincing… isn’t it? Judging from her face,
“Come ooonnn!” she whines.
“Yes, get the car started, my flower. I’ll be there in
a minute.” She walks away, stomping. Maybe she knows being called a flower it’s
“Well, it was nice to meet you. Oh, and I agree with
your uncle, you can’t put a price on true art, so I was wondering if you would
lend your voice for free?” What?
You look puzzled as he takes a crumpled paper out of
his wallet and hands to you. Oh, you recognize it! It’s a poster, it was
hanging everywhere in the hallways. Yes, that band is looking for a new lead
singer. What is he saying? Oh… he listened to you singing! Shit! You held back
all of your embarrassment, but now you couldn’t hide it anymore…
“They’re holding auditions until Friday.” What? Does
he really think you will audition for this? Why would you even do that?
“V, I swear to God if you don’t come right now…” the
girl shows up again. Wait… V? Oh… FUCK!
“Just think about it. You have an amazing voice, you
can really show your talent there. Oh, and if you want to get high sometimes, I
heard their former bass player throws great parties.” He winks at you, you
would be blushing if you weren’t completely dead.
You closed the door at night and went home, the
crumpled paper in your jacket pocket. That’s what happens when you try to
flirt, right? First, the guy already has a girlfriend. Second, you called him a
pot-head in his face. So… stupid!
But you can’t stop thinking about what he said… he
said your voice was amazing… no! He said it was true art! Like Patti Smith!
TRUE ART! Well… to be honest, you know you sing well, otherwise you wouldn’t
have been accepted in the musical theater club, which was closed a little after
you joined… no, but it wasn’t your fault… they cut the program so the soccer
team could have a bus for the state championship or… you don’t really remember
the excuse the principal gave.
Truth is, you miss singing, you miss the stage. You’re
generally very introvert, but when you’re up on a stage… you feel like you
could drink from the audience’s attention all over you. Yes… you enjoy that
rush! And you could do anything to feel it again.
And, though you could never admit this clearly,
showing up at some V’s party didn’t seem like a bad idea…
Hola bella! I was thinking... How about a prompt with Amy and Knuckles? In a bro-sis way. Like Amy feeling sad or complex about Sonic or something like that... and Knuckles advise or supports her? 🙆 *hugs*
“Ouch! I did it again…. Oh!” Knuckles sucked on his finger as Amy was scribbling a note on her writing desk behind her. She looked to be working pretty serious on it, but he kept going by her sewing things and pricking his finger on everything. “…Ouch! Ha, silly me. Did it again.”
She twitched, almost looking to snap the pen in half. She gently calmed herself and put it down, turning in her chair. “Knuckles, look. I appreciate that you came over to hang out and stuff, but I kinda planned today to be a very important decision day, and I just can’t-”
“Ouch! Oppsie! That was obviously me again.” he took his sore finger and looked back to Amy, shrugging. “Whwat?” He had his finger in his mouth and the arm just hanging off as Amy face-palmed, dragging the annoyed image of her expression down with her hand before getting up.
She placed two hands on his chest, where she could reach, looking like she was trying to be ‘gentle’ about this. “Okay, I’ll try and explain this simply… But, it’s not like I don’t appreciate your blood on my sewing needles or anything- however…”
“Oh! A note!” Knuckles saw the envelope on the desk and walked right by her, as Amy gripped her head, suddenly envisioning a castle invasion by a giant dumb beast.
“STOP!!!” she raced to grab him but he had already picked up the note, opening it up.
“I hope it’s for me!~”
“Knuckles! That’s clearly not for you!” She jumped on him, trying to karate chop or pull his head off but he just had a happy-go-lucky, neutral expression on his face as he took the note out and started peruse words he recognized.
“Sonic?” he held the letter away, making a confused expression. “What’s he doing in my mail?”
“It’s… Ugh! Okay, sweetie. I’m gonna have to use force and simple, non-subtextual language with you. Phhoo…” she took a deep breath out, leaning on his head as she positioned herself from a straddle on his shoulder to now just crossing her legs elegantly and lifting another hand up to make a point.
“That. Is a letter for Sonic.” she pointed. “That.” She held up her hammer, “Is about to create a letter.” She whammed his head.
“O! A! Not cool dude!”
“Oh, two for the price of one.” she snatched the letter, putting it back in the evelope.
He rubbed his head, “Ow… Amy… You don’t have to get all sensitive over a funny, smelly letter…”
“Smelly?” she suddenly crinkled the paper slightly in worry. She flinched and turned back to him. “It doesn’t smell nice?”
“Eh, made my nose tickle a bit.” he sniffed, rubbing it. “And the words looked too scribbled all fancy-like… even if I could read, it wouldn’t make any sense.”
“Huh… I wonder if you’re primal, natural instincts are enough to be the very basis of what a normal dude would think if he received this letter…” she thought about, looking at the letter with a now creative eye.
“Needs more pictures, honestly.” He straightened up, “I don’t know what ‘primal’ means… but count me in!” he leaned forward, happy to help.
Amy nodded, “Alright, Knuckles… tell me what else this letter needs?” she grinned, holding it out for him.
The rest of the day was spent with Knuckles ‘helping’ to make the letter as ‘guy-friendly’ and not too romantic as possible, though he had no idea that’s what he was doing.
“Haha! Perfect! It’s simple, it’s to the point, and it explains how I feel without the messy scribbles, perfume, hearts, and I even drew a little doodle of us!” Amy smiled, thinking she really nailed the perfect love letter confession now.
“Ye-ha!…hey…” Knuckles squinted his eyes suddenly, leaning forward.
Amy started to panic, seeing him coming over and looking at the doodle, seeing her and Sonic holding hands in it with thumbs up. She sweated a little, as he leaned up from examining it, seeming upset.
“I…” he stated, “Don’t have a spiky head.”
He narrowed his eyes even more.
She trembled… before finally spilling the beans and throwing her hands up. “Alright! You caught me! It’s-!”
“I have a very nice ‘clean’ rrrround shape.” he rolled his ‘r’s as he then gestured to his head. “And a very long back end.” he then brought his gorgeous locks forward on his shoulders, looking slightly arrogant as he did so, drooping his eyelids as he then leaned towards Amy. “I call it… Business in at the top… party in on the downlow.”
“Knuckles, that’s a mullet’s logo.” Amy shook her head, but was relieved he hadn’t figured it out yet, and happy he had come.
“Oh. Well, then. I’ve got a copyright to deal with.” he straightened up, folding his arms and looking crossly towards the door.
She giggled, before giving him a big hug.
“H-hey! What gives?” he moved his arms away, but looked down at her sudden, affectionate gesture.
“Haha!” she laughed with her eyes closed, just cuddling up to him. “You’re the best, Knuckles!” she then turned to look up at him. “Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.” she placed both hands on the sides of his face, making him blink, as she leaned up tapped his nose, lifting a leg up before taking her note and racing out the door, waving to him.
“See ya later, Knuckles!”
He rubbed his nose, not sure what that was, before suddenly his hands came up by the sides of his face too.
He gasped, “Wait! What if that letter was for…” he then made a cocky, flirtatious grin. “Ah, Amy. Such a dreamer. But I couldn’t possibly fall for someone with such cheap drawing skills that can’t even match my perfect ‘knucklet’.” he moved his hands down his hair and posed, grinning, before taking off and laughing.
Can you do the main trio finding out their s/o id a professional swimmer and is a gold medalist in the Olympics?
Hey! I know the second request doesn’t want s/o to be an Olympic gold medalist, but your requests are very similar, so I wanted to put them together. I made sure to include some headcanons about a non-olympic swimmer, though. I hope this is okay! Thank you for the requests :3
He is sO MCFREAKING PROUD OF YOU HOLY CRAP !!!!
Every competition, every event, every anything, he’s there in the bleachers with your face on a shirt and your name on a big sign he’s holding
He even prints out a bunch of extra shirts in all different sizes to hand out to other spectators; they all give him really strange looks but take them anyway
mr. extra™ strikes again lmao what a cute bab tho amirite
As soon as he finds out you’re worthy of the Olympic games, he’s super excited and happy for you, but he tries to play it cool
“Pfft, Olympics? Not surprised. If anything, you’re too good to be competing in the Olympics. It wouldn’t be fair because of how much talent you have!”
and you know he’s going to pull the ‘i only kiss gold medals’ bullshit on you lmao but he’s such a softie he’ll kiss you no matter what
He takes pride in being able to stand next to such an amazing athlete, and he loves decorating his apartment with your combined awards and medals
He’s definitely a Proud Mom™ figure to you when it comes to sports, and he’s basically your number one supporter
and you know he packs you snacks and stuff for during/after your swim meets like ugh what a sweetie ;-; i love him
He really admires your work ethic and dedication to the sport; Yuri loves to sit in the stands at your swim competitions and just watch you do your thing
On nights before your swim meets, he cooks you big meals like katsudon to make sure you have enough strength and energy to perform you best the next day
After finding out about your participation in past Olympic games, he gets super excited and begs you to tell him all about it
imagine him looking like he did when he has his revelation about being a sexy pork cutlet bowl like awww such a cutie
Yuri understands how much pressure you can be put under while in competition, so he does his best to make sure you’re comfortable and calm while you’re competing
This sweetie pie is so proud of you and your dedication to the sport, regardless of how many medals you win
Yuri thought swimming was a dumb sport before he met you, but you managed to change his perspective completely on how much work and dedication goes into the sport
When he attends your swim meets, he’s known to get a bit aggressive with the other spectators, yelling at them and threatening to fight them if they cheer to loudly for someone else
one time he got ejected for nearly starting a fistfight with another swimmer’s boyfriend and he went out and got ice cream for you as an apology lmao
Once he finds out you’re an Olympian, you basically give him the biggest mindfuck ever; he knew you were good, but knowing you were that good made his view on you go to the next level
He will probably get a little competitive with you, seeing who can get a better score/ranking in your respective competitions
and he always acts like ‘pfft so what i got a gold medal too’ but he secretly loves how you look with such a prize around your neck; it makes him proud
Yuri loves to post selfies of the two of you with all of the award’s you’ve both accumulated so he can post them and brag about how successful you both are
He may get a bit jealous when you perform better than him, but he’s your best supporter and he’s so proud of you and your accomplishments
straight cis female fans: omg we love the gays so much, true allies right here. love all that smut and hot guys kissing.
actual lgbt+ fan: hey can you maybe then not use this trope, it can be really harm….
straight cis female fans: ugh sweety slash fandom is not for you, in fact it is a safe space for us straight girls to be able to explore our own sexuality safely from the dangers of the patriarchy so maybe you should stop kinksahamming us and form your own safe spaces.
actual lgbt+ fan: but…
straight cis female fans: ….either way we love the gays more than the gays love themselves can’t wait to have a gay son to ship him with his friends (yeah these were actual posts).
whats you top ten moments that made you think hmm something going on more than normal between these two??please im so curious cause your so detailed and genius and ahhh i just love jackbum never really had a otp in 10 yrs into kpop I DO NOWWWWWWWWWWWWW(well yes i did ricsyung howd i forget that???)PLEASE AND THANK YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
ONLY 10? Okay.
1-This is one of my favorite JackBum moments. Just look at the sexual tension and the way they tighten their lips. It’s gold.
2-I’ve put this gif on my tumblr a lot of times, BUT PLEASE. PLEASE. JAEBUM TOUCHES JACKSON’S FACE LIKE THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THING IN THE WORLD FOR HIM. I CRY.
3-You have no idea how much I love this moment. Jaebum’s expression,
Jackson pulling him closer…*sighs*
4-THE FAMOUS KISS.
5-The way they look at each other.
7-[STARCAST] Leader JB to play a role of GOT7’s exclusive paparazzi?! and Contact name.
how does antiope feel about the gods in the greek pantheon? it's obvious that she reveres athena — but i'm curious to know what her opinion is on the others. c:
this is such a good question tbh because i haven’t thought much about the others, apart from artemis!
so just to set myself up with a Strong Foundation, antiope doesn’t really think of the gods as dead (which is a divergence from movie canon, but one that feels necessary to me). she considers them no longer corporeally present on earth and not really likely to interfere in mortal business, but still very much alive. she also considers them all fully deserving of her respect–ares included, despite the villainous role he takes in the movie’s story. she might not necessarily like him, but his domain is worthy of her respect, and so is the domain of every other olympian god.
i think that there are kind of… two aspects to antiope’s feelings toward any given god; i think one aspect has to do with her reverence for what they represent in a divine sense, and how all of the gods, in their power over tangible aspects of her world (poseidon of the sea, zeus of the sky, and so on), inspire her with awe and respect. but i think the other aspect has to do with what she understands of the gods’ characters in a ‘mythological’ sense, that is, what stories she knows of them, what actions she understands them to have taken that have had real impact on mortal lives. the example that comes most readily to mind is zeus’ various abductions outside his marriage, and how that would represent, to antiope, a violation of his marriage (even though gods, kings, and just men in general are supposed to be beyond such petty things as ‘’’’’fidelity’’’’’) and an exploitation of his immense power over all lives on earth.
i would have to do more research to be able to say more about any specific god (po included, i want to give him his due), but i think that that’s a decent baseline… she feels that gods aren’t to be fucked with, that they are worthy of her reverence, respect, and worship, but that they also have complexities of character that might complicate her personal, emotional relationship to that god.
You think you can write a few words, call them beautiful, and that’s it? You think that you can write something that means nothing to you, and hope someone else finds some cryptic meaning hidden behind it? You can force your work, but never, ever, write something you don’t take pride in.
There’s no arguing it- it’s Moosh 100%. Cor doesn’t get cold anyways- but when he does, he just moves closer to Moosh and holds her to get his warmth. He’s never complained about this (ugh, what a sweetie pie).
who texts/rings to check how their day is going:
You’d think it’s Moosh- but no. When she’s at work actually doing work and not confined to her desk she doesn’t let her concentration stray at all. She’s focused on her work- one-track mind. Cor’s usually the one who ends up calling in the middle of the day, around lunch time, to check up on Moosh and make sure that she’s had something to eat and is keeping safe <3
who’s the most creative when it comes to gifts:
Moosh and Cor are both shit at gift-giving. No joke, the most creative they’ve gotten is buying a different kind of perfume/cologne from the norm for the other. That perfume/cologne is collecting dust on their shared dresser.
Moosh. It’s ridiculous- she cries when things are sad, she cries with things are happy, she cries when things are hilarious, she cries when things are aggravating- Cor always carries tissues when he and Moosh venture into the cinema.
who gives unprompted massages:
It’s a tie between Cor and Moosh- Moosh is pretty proud of her massage skills so she’s always just randomly giving Cor massages when he’s sitting idly. And Cor likes to massage Moosh’s feet after a long day at work, despite the fact that Moosh always insists she’s fine. He just likes to take care of her <3 *omg dawwwwwwwwwwww!*
who fusses over the other when they’re sick:
Moosh goes CRAZY when Cor’s sick. Honestly, she has him bed bound, she’s making soup, she’s giving head massages, she’s singing lullabies… good lord, she becomes a fully fledged mother hen!
Cor… well, he tries to fuss over Moosh. He ends up burning the soup though, and calling Ignis for help. *lmao @cupnoodle-queen *
who gets jealous easiest:
Honestly? Moosh. She’s just really good at hiding it. When she’s jealous- she becomes really quiet, but smiles A LOT. She feigns illness and escapes the room/general vicinity so she doesn’t have to see other *more attractive* women fawn over Cor. She ends up in tears somewhere hidden and away from everyone.
Somehow Cor always knows she’s been crying.
who has the most embarrassing taste in music:
Both Moosh forces Cor to listen to corny pop music. And kpop. And country. Because she loves it all! Cor can only grin and bear it. What a top bloke! <3
who collects something unusual:
Cor collects special edition cup noodles. Moosh isn’t supposed to know, but she was going on one of her cleaning tirades whilst Cor was out on a mission and, well, she uncovered the goods.
He’s got 20 different types of cup noodles. Like… what are you gonna do with so many cup noodles in the back of your sock drawer? :O
who takes the longest to get ready:
Neither. Moosh irons all her clothes on the weekend, as does Cor. Including morning routine, and dressing- Cor and Moosh both take around 10 minutes.
who is the most tidy and organised:
Cor. Moosh = organised chaos. She’s a mess- Cor has expressed his concerns rather sternly a number of times, and this is caused a few minor arguments between the two. But Moosh always ends up cleaning up her messes (usually just paper clutter on her desk)- though she whines about not being about to find anything later on.
who gets most excited about the holidays:
Cor, because he’s actually been dying to spend time with his workaholic Mooshie Moosh xD
who is the big spoon/little spoon:
Cor’s big spoon. He won’t have it any other way xD
who gets most competitive when playing games and/or sports:
Arguments are very rare- but they’re usually started by Cor being overly concerned about Moosh. He ends up sounding a little controlling, and Moosh doesn’t take that kind of shit tbh :/ (but low key feels flattered after the make-up sex and the sweet words Cor utters into her ears about how sorry he is for what he’s said- she also ends up feeling bad).
who suggests that they buy a pet:
Moosh has always wanted a puppy. The moment she moves in with Cor, that’s when the begging for a puppy starts. Lots of pouting ensues.
what couple traditions they have:
- Cor always wakes Moosh up with a kiss to the brow “rise and shine soldier~” his voice rasps.
- Moosh makes both their lunches in the morning and prepares a quick breakfast of anything that comes to mind. It’s always very simple.
- Cor always texts Moosh at lunch time. He frets when he doesn’t get an answer.
- Moosh clings to Cor whenever they’re out in public and at first, Cor was embarrassed, but he’s used to it now.
- Saturday nights… don’t invite these two out on a social date or anything because they have plans ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
- right after a hot session, Moosh never fails to cry a little at how LUCKY she is to have Cor. That results in a lot of cuddles and kisses and some incredulous laughter: “Honestly Moosh, if you cry every time I’m going to think I’m doing something terribly wrong.”
what tv shows they watch together:
Cor and Moosh hardly watch TV, but when they do it’s either a cooking show of Law and Order: SVU. Cor often ends up staring at Moosh and asking her: “why would you watch this after living it all day at work?” Moosh would just shrug “I dunno- it’s compelling!”
what other couple they hang out with:
*Ummm, since this is a total crack ship I’m just gonna list the couples I’d love to hang out with LMAO- they’re gonna be predictable but these are legit my OTPs okay?! HAHAHAHAH*
- Raine and Ignis (from ‘We Intertwined’ by @nifwrites - Raine would be sooo fun!!!)
- Stella and Noctis (from ‘Stars in the Night’ by @blindbae <333)
- Gladio and Cam (from ‘Chasing Suns’ by @cupnoodle-queen BECAUSE MOOSH WANTS TO FIRST HAND WITNESS COR BURRRRN GLADIO *and Cam’s subsequent laughing fit* ABOUT HIS CUP NOODLES, ONLY FOR MOOSH TO BE LIKE “YEH BRUH LIKE YOU’RE ONE TO TALK! GLADDY LEMME TELL YOU A THING ABOUT COR AND HIS SECRET SOCK DRAWER STASH…)
- and my own OTP Claudia and Prompto (from ‘Sunshowers’ because Moosh would low-key probs be involved in Claud’s child protection case work if Moosh were in this FFXV AU HAHAHAHHA)
how they spend time together as a couple:
There’s nothing really specific. Just enjoying each other’s company? Chatting? Laughing at each other (it’s mostly Cor laughing at stuff Moosh does because Moosh is an absolute clown apparently and doesn’t realise it until it’s too late)
who made the first move:
Cor. Moosh had always thought Cor was too good for her, and that she had no chance HAHAHAHA
who brings flowers home:
Cor, with the cutest blush on his face <3
who is the best cook:
Moosh- and she’s not THAT much better. It’s just that… well… Cor REALLY can’t cook at all :O
-DoctorWho AU- Emma is a Time Lady called “The Sheriff” and Regina is an archaeologist and occasional time-traveler. Their timelines are a mess and they always meet in the wrong order… but hell, they also have a lot of fun! Inspired by River and Eleven in this scene :)
And yes… the bug is the TARDIS (it’s bigger on the inside)
ps. when two OTP collide into one… also i know i’m super late but i couldn’t post it before.