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oscar-lettjohanssonloveme · 3 years

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Purple Roses pt. 2 (Miss Venable x reader)

hiya..its 4 am in germany and im really tired :3 but here we go, Mina is damn soft in this fanfic..i hope its okay sksks..here is the first pt.:

https://littlejeaniehugsbumblebees.tumblr.com/post/640902350735818752/purple-roses-ms-venable-x-reader

summary: Mina meets ur parents and u have ur coming out..ouhh and she wants to ask u smt

warnings: nothing its super duper fluff i guess :D

tagglist: @d14n4ol

google translate sksksk

"Earth to Mina ..", you grumbled and reached out your finger to tap her cheek gently.

"What?"

Your girlfriend looked away from her newspaper with a frown to look down at you, who was lying in her lap.

You had to grin as she stared down at you in confusion as the glasses slid down a few millimeters on the bridge of her nose.

"I asked you something.."

"And what did you ask?"

"So ..", you started after your fingers had moved to her glasses and you had pushed them up again.

"Imagine you had to decide: Either you are the only mortal human among immortal humans or you are the only human who is undying among all mortal humans.. What do you choose?"

"Is that a test?"

"A test for what?"

"For finding out if I'm a psychopath or something like that?" She asked, still staring down at you, frowning.

"No ..." you shook your head. "I just saw it earlier on instagram and was just thinking about it .."

She looked at you thoughtfully for a few seconds.

"I would probably want to be the immortal human among mortals .."

"For real?" You shouted, tilting your head.

"Then you should see all your friends die .."

Mina raised an eyebrow.

"Which friends?"

"Oh wow .." you rolled your eyes.

"So, am I a psychopath now?" She smiled and you could see her white teeth.

"No .." you mumbled as you started to play with her purple blouse.

"I would probably have taken that too .. but just because it would have been weird to be the only person who would have to die at some point .."

Mina let out a low snort.

"Imagine that, a graveyard for one person ..".

"Yes! .." you exclaimed cockily. "I would probably be exhibited in a museum as the only human corpse. And I would get a coffin made of gold and people would come from all over the world just to see me dead .."

"Or some crazy scientist would use your dead body for their projects .."

"Ew .." you made and grimaced. "That wouldn't be that great ..".

"Better to be immortal, then ..", Mina said with a grin before leaning forward to put her newspaper on the table.

"Now I have a question for you, Y / N .."

"Oh yeah?" You looked confused into her brown eyes and she hummed in agreement as her fingers started to comb through your hair.

"Okay, imagine a bitter old woman comes up to you and asked you, if you want to marry her, what would you answer?"

"I would say no, of course ..." you said, tilting your head to one side.

"First of all, I don't find old, bitter women really attractive and, secondly, why should I marry an old, bitter woman when I can just have the most beautiful woman in the world?"

Mina laughed softly before tapping the tip of your nose with her index finger.

"You know what I'm getting at ..".

"What I know is that you could then leave your show-off house and then finally move into my horror apartment ..", you grinned cheekily at her and she just rolled her eyes.

"You know, I've been thinking, Y / N .." she continued, suddenly sounding serious. "We've been a couple for almost a year now and the only person who knows about it is your aunt and some of your friends .."

"Should I start tagging you on my pictures now?" You laughed.

"You're the one who doesn't like all the love stuff in public and that's not supposed to be a reproach .. I-"

"I want to get to know your parents ..", she interrupted you and looked at you carefully.

You met her gaze for a few seconds before you swallowed.

"My parents?" You repeated quietly.

"Your parents."

"Uhm..okay..that's unexpected .." you muttered as you rose from her lap to sit up.

"So my parents are nice people, but you know, that they dont now that I am ... you know-"

"That you are attracted to old, bitter women?"

"Oh shut up Mina .." you hissed and slapped her gently on the upper arm.

"If you say that again, break your stupid stick and throw it in the fireplace ..".

"Ouhh now I'm scared .." Mina teased, grinning, but you just shook your head.

For a moment there was silence between the two of you and Mina was finally the one who interrupted them.

"I don't want to force you to do it and if you say, you don't want to do that, then that's okay .. I don't want to drive a wedge between you and your parents either .." she said and put her hand on yours. Your gaze landed on her hand, ran down her arm to finally meet her face.

"Maybe it's a good idea .." you muttered and she smiled gently.

"At some point I have to tell them anyway .."

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"Hello beautiful woman .." you greet your girlfriend who entered your shop. Like she did every Tuesday night after work ... It was one of your favorite traditions in your relationship.

"How can I help you today?", You smiled brightly at her as she leaned against your counter

"Well Miss Y / L / N, my wonderful girlfriend and I will be with her parents for dinner for the first time tomorrow evening .. You know, her parents don't know that she is a lesbian ...", Mina explained seriously and brought you to grin.

"That sounds interesting .."

"That's it! We're both just pretty nervous and I thought it would be a good idea to bring flowers to her parents ...".

"That's a great idea, Miss Venable .. what were you thinking of?", You tilted your head and wandered your eyes over the woman who was just standing in front of you.

The lavender suit, the way her hair was perfect and the dark lipstick ... she was so fucking beautiful.

Mina cleared her throat briefly when she realized that your attention was no longer on your conversation.

"You know, Miss Y / L / N, I love to watch your talented little fingers remove the thorns from the roses ..", she playfully raised an eyebrow and you couldn't help but laugh.

"How vulgar, Miss Venable .. just make sure that your girlfriend doesn't notice this, otherwise she'll get jealous ..".

You bent down briefly to get the box with the red roses from under the table. You put them on the table between you and Mina and took out the small knife to start removing the thorns.

"How was your day, honey?" You finally asked her after a minute had passed.

"Good," she said curtly.

"Good?", You looked at her grinning. "You sound like a school child who is asked how it was in school ..".

Mina shrugged her shoulders.

"I hate those idiots from my office, but that's nothing new ..".

"Imagine if I would work for you .. maybe you wouldn´t hate it so much anymore ..", you muttered while you still slid your knife over the flower stems.

"I think that wouldn't be a good idea .."

You just nodded and stared intently at the roses in front of you.

"What about the purple roses?", Your friend suddenly asked.

"What do you mean?"

"You had these roses once and never again .."

"That was a special delivery .." you explained and reached under the counter, took out the paper and wrapped the roses in it.

"But we can also make some ourselves ..".

You put the flowers in Mina's arms and looked expectantly into her confused face.

"How is that supposed to work?" She asked.

"You water white roses with purple color .."

"Should we try it sometime ..", she mumbled and you nodded.

"Listen Mina, you wait in the car and I'll finish everything here and then we can go home .."

"Sounds good .." she replied just before she turned around and strutted out of the shop.

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Her dark eyes stared at Mina in the mirror as she smoothed her blouse with her hands. Miss Venable was usually never nervous, which was because, due to her dominant demeanor, she almost always had the strings in hand when it came to dealing with other people and she didn't care how much she hurt someone with her words. But that was you, her precious little princess and what she wanted least of all was to see you sad because of her. She also knew that she couldn't win over your parents if she intimidated them.

She leaned forward to apply her dark lipstick when you stepped into the bathroom behind her and let out an impressed whistle.

"Is that the blouse you wore on our first date?" You asked, examining the silk fabric on Mina's skin.

"Yes .." she muttered.

Miss Venable's eyes watched you in the mirror while she admired how beautiful you looked in the dress you were wearing.

"My parents should just like you and not want to go to bed with you .." you said with a grin when her eyes found yours in the mirror.

"Ha ha ..", Mina made dry before she screwed the cap of her lipstick back on and turned to you.

"Are you ready?" She asked and you nodded while you smiled wryly.

"You look beautiful .." she muttered and planted a quick kiss on your temple before walking past you to leave the house.

"So to summarize again what my parents know ... or rather

what they think they know .. "you started staring out the window of the moving car.

"Well, actually they don't know anything .. I think they used to think that I had something with my best friend because he was my homecoming date .. And now they think I was single and I told them on telephone you were a good friend... "

"That sounds like it will be a very relaxed evening ..", Mina joked and you couldn't help but grin.

"I'm just afraid it might be a little too much .."

"Too much?" Mina repeated confused.

"Is it a good idea to come out and bring your girlfriend with you? Don't get me wrong, it has nothing to do with you .."

"Well ... you have a point, but let's speculate ..", Mina said when the car stopped at a traffic light.

"How could they react?"

"So .. we have these two iconic situations: The first situation would be this "we always knew it mimimi".

The other situation would be that they will be angry ... and so angry that they don't want to see me anymore .. "you explained and Mina could hear the concern in your voice.

"Something like that is sure not going to happen ..", Mina muttered as she took her right hand from the steering wheel and placed it on your thigh.

"I hope so .."

You were silent for the rest of the journey and that's why Mina decided not to say anything. Would you want her words, you would let her know.

"Here we are ..", Mina mumbled when she finally parked the car in front of your parents' modest house. She looked at you sideways and found that you were staring at the house as if you were about to start crying.

"Hey .." she cooed gently and grabbed your chin to force you to look at her.

"Everything will be fine..".

She examined your worried face and grinned when she saw that there was still a print of her lipstick on your temple.

"What?" You asked confused.

"You have my lipstick on your face ..", Mina mumbled and wiped her thumb over the print to remove it.

"And I think you don't want your parents to find out about your homosexuality that way."

"Not funny ..", you rolled your eyes.

Mina glanced at the car clock.

"We should go in, princess, we are already 5 minutes late .."

"Okay .. here we go ..", you mumbled and suddenly sounded brave as you leaned forward to press your lips against Minas for a moment.

When you both stood in front of your parents' front door and your mother opened the door for you both beaming, Mina immediately noticed the resemblance between you and your mother. This woman seemed just as straightforward as you, and you both had the same laugh. If your mom were really as carefree as you, then the evening wouldn't be complicated, Mina thought as she greeted your mother.

The first half of the evening was totally relaxed, your parents seemed to be really nice people, as far as Mina could tell.

While your mother was just as crazy as you, your father was a bit more introverted, but he had the same sense of humor as you and he was the one who cooked. A fact that somehow gave Mina hope, as it showed that your parents didn't seem to care about the old gender roles (cooking housewife and working businessman).

It was really nice. Mina, who usually had her problems with people, thought she might really like your parents at some point. they didn't ask private questions, didn't let an awkward silence reign, and were totally open-hearted people.

And yet she felt how nervous you were while you were sitting next to her at the dining table and trying to choke the food down even though you were probably extremely sick. Usually you played with your fingers when you were nervous or excited, but since your hands were holding the cutlery, it was your leg that was pushing off the floor all the time. And it was Mina who then, invisible to your parents, put her hand on your knee to calm you down.

It was around 9 o'clock when the four of you ran out of conversation and it was you who finally broke the silence.

"Well uhm, I actually came to tell you something .." you said and your voice sounded thick. Immediately all pairs of eyes were focused on you and Mina tensed her hand on your thigh to show you that she was there.

"Oh yeah?" Your mom asked confused before you nodded.

"Well, you always wanted me to be in a relationship with someone .." you continued and stared lost at the half-empty wine glass in front of you.

"And surprise..I'm in a relationship .."

"Oh really?", Mina could see your mother's eyes starting to glow and she wondered if the whole thing was really a good idea.

"Yes ..".

"Who is he?" Asked your father.

"Well uhm she's sitting right next to me ..".

Mina closed her eyes for a moment when she felt the confused looks of your parents on her. For a few seconds no one said anything and she felt you start to slide back and forth on your chair.

"Oh ..", Your mom finally pounded when she understood what you were talking about.

Mina opened her eyes again and stared into the flame of the candle that was on the table.

"You and Wilhemina ..?", Your mom looked confused between Mina and you.

"We've been together for almost a year .." you added and Mina heard your voice break at the end.

"What does being together mean?" Your mom asked sharply.

"She is my girlfriend."

"Girlfriend like best friend?"

"No, girlfriend like i love her ..", you muttered and looked carefully at Mina who smiled gently at you while she rubbed your thigh.

"Does that mean that you .....?", Your mother stared at you with her eyes wide open.

"I'm a lesbian, yes .." you said firmly and returned her gaze.

"Damn it .." your mom muttered and fell back into her chair.

Finally your father cleared his throat, too, who hadn't moved an inch before.

"How long have you known?" He asked, leaning forward.

"Since Highschool i guess ..".

"Since high school? Are you kidding me?" Your mom shouted angrily and Mina could feel you flinch under her hand.

"Why are you telling us this now?"

"Maybe because your most asked question to me was whether I have a boyfriend or when I will finally get one ..?" You croaked.

"Because we thought you were straight .." your mom yelled back. "If we had known that you were into women, we would never have asked such a thing .."

"I thought you'd be disappointed or something."

"Disappointed? Oh damn Y / N ..", your mother shook her head in disbelief and looked at you sadly.

"Can you say something too, Dad?" You asked after two minutes of more silence as you looked away from your mother to look at your father, who was staring at you thoughtfully.

"I uh ... so when you have a daughter, as a father, you imagine all the things your child has in store for you ..." your dad began.

"That includes the person your daughter wants to grow old with at some point and I just imagined that this person was a man and now it's a woman .. And now I need a few seconds to turn this man into one woman .. if you understand.."

"Okay ..." you replied quietly.

"You know, at the same time I wonder if I have said anything homophobic in all the years of your childhood that could have scared you .." he continued and you nodded slowly.

"Who knows it?" Your mother suddenly asked.

"Uhm .. some friends and aunt Phoebe .."

"Aunt Phoebe?" Your mother frowned when you mentioned your aunt.

You shrugged your shoulders.

"She noticed that Mina only comes to the flower shop when I'm there and then wanted to know why .."

"My sister knows that my daughter is a lesbian and I don't know?" Your mother called, sounding reproachful.

"I was afraid that you would be angry or something .." you defended yourself.

"Y / N you're still our damn daughter .." your mother mumbled and swore again.

"No Y / N, you are our daughter .." your dad interfered.

"There is no place for a 'still' because you are simply our daughter and your sexuality could never change that .. Who you love is your business and you do not need our permission .."

You stared at him and felt tears welling up in your eyes.

"You have no idea how happy I am to hear that .." you muttered before getting up and walking over to your dad to give him a hug.

"Thank you so much .." you whispered against the fabric of his shirt.

Suddenly you felt your mom, who had also got up, put a hand on your shoulder and pulled you from your dad's arms into hers.

And while you all played happy family, Mina was still sitting a little lost at the dining table and watching the situation in front of her. It all happened faster than expected.

In her eyes, your father had taken it a little better than your mom, who seemed a little disappointed because you had only told them now.

"I should go to the bathroom to fix my make-up ..." you mumbled and smiled sheepishly as you withdrew from your mom's arms.

Your mother just nodded before you turned around to jump out of the room, leaving Mina alone with your parents.

"So you're a lesbian too .." said your mother, mumbling as your parents sat down again.

"I am.", Mina replied curtly and pressed her lips together.

"And is that serious between you?"

"It is."

"This is probably the moment when I should threaten to kill you if you break her heart .." joked your father.

"I'll propose to her," Mina said firmly.

"So it's really serious ..", your mother's eyes widened at Mina's words.

"It is .." repeated she.

"Well, we would be happy if you would invite us to your wedding..", your dad interjected and Mina decided at that moment that she liked your parents.

A few seconds later you were standing in the doorway and had your radiant smile back on.

"I think we should go now, Mina .." you said and Mina hummed in agreement.

"That's a good idea.."

As soon as you were outside, after hugging your parents for a long time, you jumped into the arms of your girlfriend to kiss every inch of her face.

"Jesus Y / N ..", Mina muttered, who stumbled a few steps back from your sudden attack.

"I'm such an idiot ..", you laughed. "I've been worrying for free all these years and now they have reacted so well to it ... I should have done that much earlier .."

Mina smiled as she pressed a quick kiss on your forehead.

"I'm proud of you, princess .."

"So and now ..", you shouted cockily and pulled her hand to your car.

"Now I want to get to know your mother .."

"No way..You don’t want to meet that witch ..".

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"Come on, Y / N .. you promised me .." Mina pleaded.

"But it's really cold up there and besides, I'm tired .." you replied.

It was New Year's Eve and the two of you had decided to spend the evening at your apartment and then climb onto the roof around midnight to watch the fireworks. To your surprise, it was Mina who suggested going to you, although she usually doesn't like visiting your "horror apartment".

"If you put on your winter jacket you won't be cold and besides, I'm there ..", Mina tried further.

"You know, I think the idea of you as a human heater is really cute, but we could just drive to you ..".

"That wouldn't be the same."

You sighed.

"Okay ..", you mumbled and had your friend give you your coat.

Surprisingly, you found out that you were the only ones on the roof. At least you couldn't see any of your neighbors when you went over the roof to your self-made bed.

It was currently 11:37 pm and until the fireworks started at midnight you had enough time to watch the beautiful starry sky, as you always did when you were with her.

Your head was on her shoulder as always while she had an arm around you as always and was playing with your hair.

"I actually wanted to talk to you .." you mumbled after a few minutes.

"Is everything okay?", Mina asked and looked down at you worriedly.

You nodded quickly.

"Yeah .. it's just uhm, you know I love the flower shop, but I don't think that's what I want to do for the rest of my life ..".

"No?"

"No ..", you said. "That's why I'll catch up on my school leaving certificate and then probably study something ..".

"Thats great, princess .." Mina smiled gently at you.

"And what do you want to study?"

"History .. I guess and then I'd like to work as a professor .. At schools or colleges .." you mumbled.

"Professor sounds hot," said Mina and you had to laugh.

"The good thing is that when I study I can still live with you."

"Yes?"

"Yep .." you nodded. "We have a college in town, in case you forgot .. and if they take me, I don't have to move to campus ..".

"That would be great ..", Mina muttered and glanced at her watch.

11:52

"In 10 minutes it will be ready ..".

"Ouhh, we should stand by the railing .." you said before you jumped up and stretched your arm to help Mina up.

"Well ..", you began as you clung to the railing of the roof and leaned forward a little so that Mina was afraid you would fall off the roof at any moment.

"Josh lives back there ..", you explained and pointed with an outstretched finger at another tower block. "He is the brother of a friend of mine. He makes a lot of fireworks with his friends every year. Then my neighbors, the Andrews, who are not there today for whatever reason, always let a lot of fireworks rise from our roof, even though it is actually is forbidden .. And then there are all the people on the street who bring their fireworks .. ".

You stared at a group of people who were standing on the corner of the street in front of the bakery and were already setting off fireworks

"It occurred to me, I think Josh broke his leg and can't even go on the roof .." you mumbled with a frown and Mina hummed in agreement, not even listening to you.

As your eyes wandered over the city, hers glued to you and looked at you lovingly. She looked at her watch one more time (11:55) and took a short breath before reaching into the pocket of her coat to feel the velvet-covered can with her fingers.

You didn't even notice it when you were still happy watching other people's fireworks

"Okay, Y / N .. I'm not good at this, but I'll try my best, okay?" Mina said suddenly and you looked at her confused.

"What do you mean?"

"We've been together for almost a year and I have no regrets, except for one small thing .."

"Oh yeah?" You frowned as she continued.

"About a year ago you asked me in the evening, if I believed in love at first sight and I told you, that I generally don't believe in love and that was actually a lie. So it was true somewhere, I didn't believe in love until the moment I walked into your little flower shop and saw you cut your finger because of your lack of concentration.

You know how much I hate people, but with you it's different..I can't hate you and I never could hate you and I hope that you understand that between all the 'hate' I try to explain to you how much I love you .. because I do and I have no idea what I would do without you, I would probably just be a bitter old woman .. ", she finished and grinned when she saw you roll your eyes.

"I hope you're not mad at me, because I can't get down on my knees because of my handicap .." she mumbled and took out the small velvet box to hold it towards you.

"But do you want to marry me?"

You stared at her in shock.

"Shit, that wasn't a joke?"

"Does that mean no?", Mina frowned.

"God no! I'm just- Oh damn, Mina, of course I want to marry you ..", you grabbed her face between your hands and pulled her close to kiss her tightly.

"This is going to be great .." your eyes lit up as you pulled back.

"I already have so many ideas for the wedding, I'll take your name and all that .. Y / N Venable sounds amazing, change my mind.. and then I'll move in to your house and then I can catch up with school and maybe one day we'll adopt a lot of children from poor countries..".

"Slowly, Y / N ..", Mina laughed and took your hand to slide the ring onto your finger.

"We still have enough time to plan, let's celebrate New Year's Eve now, please..”

"God, it is beautiful .." you muttered, staring at the silver ring on your finger. Mina smiled as she leaned over to press her lips against your forehead.

"Happy new year, princess .."

"Happy new year, my dear future-wife.."

#wilhemina venable x reader #sarah paulson x reader #wilhemina venable imagine #american horror story #purple roses

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hvlcs · 2 years

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☃ * — levi hale, the twenty-three year old that uses he/him pronouns and resembles thomas doherty just got to the winter lodge. they are currently a musician and are known to be debonair and supercilious. they are known as the arcane and they usually remind the gang of a roguish smirk under sapphire eyes, calloused fingertips riddled with smudges of black ink, the soft hum from the engine of a mustang, and mellifluous notes echoing from a bösendorfer piano.

hellooooo !! i’m chrissie, and i’m super duper excited to be here !! this is my beloved son and resident chaotic mess dhskdhks he’s the worst but is secretly a marshmallow underneath uwu below you’ll find information ( and a lot of pointless info tbh ) about ma boi so if you’re interested, pls feel free to light up that lil grey heart and i’ll come bother you for plots etc, or go ahead and hmu on ims or discord !!

some lil tidbits about levi :

loves art in its every form : literature, poetry, paintings, sculptures, music, dance, people, etc.

very much a perfectionist and pays attention to every last detail.

one of those people who just excels at everything he tries his hand at.

absolutely prefers animals to humans.

gets bored pretty easily and it’s usually nothing personal, but if it is, you’ll never be left in the dark as he’ll make it vividly clear to you.

is actually very kind and compassionate beneath the surface.

if he cares about you, he will try his best to make you happy and genuinely wishes to see you succeed.

has an extreme soft spot for children.

actually really appreciates classical music, though he’ll never tell. blame it on his piano lessons from childhood.

carries around this small white pebble in his pocket at all times. it’s from the first and only time he’d ever been to the beach with his mother. it’s an object he believes tethers him to her.

low key afraid of cats.

speaking of, he loves dogs. he’d have one if he had the time to properly look after it.

although he comes across as cocky and full of it, his mental health isn’t actually the best which is why he sometimes seems to fall off the face of the earth and sometimes becomes distant and aloof.

loves horror movies.

despite his unhealthy vices, he’s actually a healthy eater.

and quite a decent cook too.

sleep ?? he doesn’t know her.

it takes a lot to annoy him but once you’ve done so prepare to feel his wrath.

shamelessly enjoys cheesy pop music.

is genuinely always down to party.

tends to repress his emotions until he explodes.

healthy coping mechanisms ?? he doesn’t know them either.

the only person he’s ever truly hated was his father.

is prone to pushing the self destruct button.

he rates around a solid 3 on the kinsey scale.

definitely has an entire album on his phone containing hundreds of memes.

is a distant person — closed-off emotionally and prefers to keep himself to himself.

FUNDAMENTALS.

full name. levi atticus hale. name meaning. joined, attached. nickname(s). tba. current age. twenty-three. date of birth. march 27th. place of birth. new york city, new york. nationality. american. assigned sex. male. gender identity. cis. pronouns. he / him. romantic orientation. demiromantic. sexual orientation. bisexual.

PHYSIOLOGY.

height in feet. six feet. weight in kg. seventy-seven. ethnicity. white. hair colour. dark brown. eye colour. blue. glasses or contacts? neither. tattoo(s). a few on both of his forearms, and a few smaller pieces littered across his chest and abdomen. piercing(s). none. scar(s). a barely noticeable one in the crevice of his nose from when he had chickenpox and kept scratching at it. dominant hand. ambidextrous. handwriting. surprisingly neat and swirly for a male. his father was a stickler for ensuring that his handwriting was both aesthetically pleasing and readable. general health. fit and healthy ; no major illnesses. sexual history. he’s a, uh, how do you say … hoe ?? medical history. broke his left wrist when he was very young but can barely recall it. once stuck his finger on a lit bulb just to see what would happen ( he was five, he knew no better ). has sprained his ankles and staved his fingers more times than he can count. kind of accident prone, to be honest. mental illnesses. undiagnosed, though probably suffered some trauma from his upbringing. allergies. penicillin.

FAMILY & RELIGION.

mother. cressida hale, deceased. father. damian hale, deceased. sibling(s). grayson and daphne hale, both alive. birth order. middle. marital status. single. significant other. none. child(ren). none. pet(s). none, though he would love to get a dog one day. language(s). fluent in english and irish ; conversational in french, spanish, and german. religion. agnostic, but was raised roman catholic. beliefs. none. superstitions. none really, though he isn’t too keen on breaking a mirror. why run the risk of seven years bad luck ?

CAREER & EDUCATION.

education. obtained a music degree from nyu. occupation. musician. place of work. anywhere he can get tbh. employment history. the odd job here and there during his university years. status. upper class. living space. lives in fancy apartment complex. mode of transportation. drives a ford mustang ( this one specifically, though in black )

PSYCHOLOGY.

positive traits. adept, charming, audacious, determined, resourceful. negative traits. calculating, hedonistic, distant, sarcastic, volatile. strengths. efficient, energetic, self-confident, strong-willed, strategic thinker, charismatic, inspiring. weaknesses. stubborn, dominant, intolerant, impatient, arrogant, cold, ruthless, poor handling of emotions. fears. failure or becoming like his father. secrets. always feels inferior and as though he will never be good enough ; like an imposter who needs to prove himself even when he knows he doesn’t have to. sleeping habits. very rarely gets a full nights sleep. eating habits. definitely guilty of skipping meals so he should probably eat more, but he eats when he can and when he does eat it usually consists of rice or pasta dishes. not really a fan of salads. more into sweet and savoury. social habits. 100% an extravert. the life and soul of any party. will always make his presence known. quite likes being the centre of attention, to be honest. but this is mostly because he was raised to be noticed. stressors. none. obsessions. none. addictions. none. how others view him. probably a closed-off, partially cold-hearted and indifferent brat who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. cynical, judgemental, hard to please, full of himself, opinionated, cocky, manipulative, kind of an asshole. he’s the kind of person you either love or hate, or hate to love, or love to hate. how he views himself. same as all of the above but blended with finer qualities that he rarely allows others to see, such as passionate, loyal, protective, playful, optimistic. honest in a straight to the point kind of way, sarcastic but witty, talented in his own right, meticulous, driven, compassionate underneath the indifference he presents to the world, capable of anything but his own worst enemy.

PERSONALITY.

zodiac ⏤ aries ; the ram.

at their core, aries do what they want and do things their way. they are unafraid of conflict, highly competitive, honest and direct. an aries is not weighed down by the freedom of choice, and is perhaps the sign that is least conflicted about what they want. they throw themselves at the world eagerly and without fear. it is one of their most commendable qualities, but also what causes them a great deal of pain and grief. aries are driven by a desire to prove themselves and their strength. they naturally take charge and are competitive and ambitious. aries are spontaneous and courageous. they have a sense of adventure and love to explore. they’re determined and bold, and are good at initiating new projects. they have high energy and can initiate quick actions. they can also be impatient, but are naturally active and don’t like to waste time. while aries like competition, they don’t like to play games. they are highly self-aware, have strong opinions and are always ready to defend them. aries tend to be impulsive, impatient, and hotheaded. they do not apologise for their anger. they say “ i don’t care ” and mean it. they don’t always have the best self-control, so they need to learn how to be more patient. addicted to action and excitement, aries are often the cause of their own turmoil. all aries want to feel things intensely, which is why they can sometimes be prone to reckless risk-taking. it also means they are often reacting out of emotion rather than from a place of calm clear-headedness.

mbti ⏤ entj ; extraverted, intuitive, thinking, judging.

commanders are natural-born leaders. people with this personality type embody the gifts of charisma and confidence, and project authority in a way that draws crowds together behind a common goal. however, commanders are also characterised by an often ruthless level of rationality, using their drive, determination and sharp minds to achieve whatever end they’ve set for themselves. perhaps it is best that they make up only three percent of the population, lest they overwhelm the more timid and sensitive personality types that make up much of the rest of the world — but we have commanders to thank for many of the businesses and institutions we take for granted every day.

enneagram ⏤ type eight ; the challenger ( the powerful, dominating type : self-confident, decisive, wilful, and confrontational. )

eights are self-confident, strong, and assertive. protective, resourceful, straight-talking, and decisive, but can also be ego-centric and domineering. eights feel they must control their environment, especially people, sometimes becoming confrontational and intimidating. eights typically have problems with their tempers and with allowing themselves to be vulnerable. at their best : self-mastering, they use their strength to improve others’ lives, becoming heroic, magnanimous, and inspiring.

basic fear : of being harmed or controlled by others.

basic desire : to protect themselves ( to be in control of their own life and destiny ).

key motivations : want to be self-reliant, to prove their strength and resist weakness, to be important in their world, to dominate the environment, and to stay in control of their situation.

temperament ⏤ choleric.

someone with a pure choleric temperament is usually a goal-oriented person. choleric people are very savvy, analytical, and logical. extremely practical and straightforward, they aren’t necessarily good companions or particularly friendly. they dislike small talks and enjoy deep and meaningful conversations. they would rather be alone than in the company of shallow, superficial people. ideally, they want to spend time with people who have similar professional interests.

alignment ⏤ chaotic good ; rebel.

a chaotic good character acts as his conscience directs him with little regard for what others expect of him. he makes his own way, but he’s kind and benevolent. he believes in goodness and right but has little use for laws and regulations. he hates it when people try to intimidate others and tell them what to do. he follows his own moral compass, which, although good, may not agree with that of society. chaotic good is the best alignment you can be because it combines a good heart with a free spirit. chaotic good can be a dangerous alignment when it disrupts the order of society and punishes those who do well for themselves.

BIOGRAPHY.

all triggers listed throughout / the hale family : new york born, business savvy, and filthy, filthy rich. the kind of people who drowned in wealth. while the family remains renowned for their riches and ‘pristine’ reputation, underneath the façade lies desolation and despair, slowly but surely nosediving toward a familial breakdown. despite their affluence, there remained an array of superlatives that the hale name could conjure up. driven, resolute, triumphant, merciless. however, affectionate was never among the list. for as long as levi can recall, his family felt more like business partners than relatives. for generations upon generations, the male segment of the hale family tree had held a strong penchant for power. a mixture of business and politics had always been the common thread tieing them together. possibly the only factor that bonded the family together. if one could even call it that.

the hale’s were mostly known for holding the roles of lawyers, magistrates, barristers, legislators, the likes. pretty much any position that held power over others — that allowed them to feed their hunger for control. in addition, the name was also known through business channels such as their ownership of various establishments across new york, from hotels to casinos to nightclubs. levi’s father ? a well renowned, big shot lawyer — much too powerful for the good of both himself and others. the hale family were the picture-perfect example of inspirational. the poster family for seeming happiness and success. underneath, however, it was an entirely different story. everything was about power and control — climbing over others to come out on top. their devotion and contendedness was never anything more than a ruse ; a faux display to charm the general population. levi’s father and uncle were the prime example of cutthroat men so, naturally, he and his elder brother were brought up to be much the same way. of course, both levi and his brother were expected to follow in their father’s footsteps regardless of their own minds.

now, let’s bring it back to levi’s childhood, shall we ? similar to every child, he started out a blank slate : a young boy with wide eyes and an insistent hunger to learn. from a budding age, he was taught to be ambitious and ruthless — to keep his friends close but his enemies closer. that he should trust absolutely nobody but himself. he’d wander around his lavish family home, abiding by every rule imposed by his father, carrying out any task his mother asked of him. he’d spend hours reading books, learning languages, playing various instruments. anything to please ( or, rather, impress ) daddy dearest. yet, he could never quite measure up — always falling short despite his tiring efforts to gain his father’s approval.

though his brother was three years his elder, the two boys were inseparable. of course, grayson was the golden child — always winning their father’s affection and respect. meanwhile, levi was neglected and disregarded even though he was the one constantly striving to do his best. his parents, however, were chalk and cheese. his father was a stoic, irate man who craved power and held a prominent role within the business world and within their community. he was the chalk. his mother was the cheese : a gentle, compassionate woman who adored her sons and remained wholeheartedly devoted to her husband regardless of the trouble he’d always seem to get them involved in.

( trigger for implied violence ) while his mother loved him and his brother, levi and grayson were by no means showered with affection. if they committed even a crime as small as accidentally breaking an expensive vase, they were punished by the hands of their father. their mother, of course, had no say in the matter. due to his upbringing, a fraction of levi’s heart was never as soft as expected from a child. he was neither the chalk nor the cheese. he was simply the by-product of both ends of the spectrum. the older he grew, the tougher his heart became. until he was eventually able to differentiate his head from his heart — often siding with his brain over his emotions. though his father assumed that his eldest son would take after him, it was, in fact, levi who quickly adopted his father’s cold and distant nature. ultimately, through no choice of his own but as a reaction to the lack of interest his father paid in him.

( triggers for mentions of adultery, divorce and drugs ) levi was twelve years old when he’d uncovered his fathers infidelity. he’d actually witnessed his father with his secretary outside one of the many hotels the hale family owned. that night, levi had laid in his bed with a whirlwind of thoughts orbiting his brain yet no emotions to match. fast forward a year and on his thirteenth birthday — following a blazing row that ruined the party — his parents finally filed for divorce. that same year, levi’s mother fell off the wagon, leaving her two sons with their father and new step-mother. with their mother involved in drug use, drunk out of her mind nine times out of ten and their step-mother having given birth to their step-sister daphne, levi and grayson were pushed and pulled through the chaotic mess.

( triggers for mentions of illness, cancer and death ) two years later and their father informed levi and grayson that their mother was ill. seriously ill. by the end of that year, the boys paid their last visit to the cancer ward. levi can still recall how the doctor had sat him down one evening, a solemn expression carved upon his face as he explained that his mother had passed only an hour before his visit. at this time, grayson had left home to go to college, leaving levi alone with their father. eventually, their father’s new wife had left him for a younger man, which was no surprise. thus, in the end, levi remained alone to bear the brunt of his father’s anger. that, and to look after his young step-sister who had been left behind when her mother whisked herself off to live with her new boyfriend.

by then, levi had become a lonely boy. spending the majority of his time avoiding his father, he practically lived at school or fled to the local library. his close-knit group of friends were always a welcome distraction and people he will always be grateful for. somewhere along the years of life minus his mother, between the years of cruelty hurled at him from his father, the teenager’s heart grew colder. but that was okay because for as long as he’d be around, his father’s anger could never become redirected toward his little sister. by this stage, a switch had flipped somewhere deep inside the far recesses of his mind. becoming an entirely altered version of his former self, he grew colder and more distant than ever — keeping everyone at arm’s length bar his sister and his close gang of friends.

( triggers for mentions of a car accident, death and a funeral ) it came as no surprise to levi when he’d heard the news of his father’s fatal car accident. nor did it come as a surprise that he was in no way emotionally affected by this news. sometime between his sixteenth and his seventeenth birthdays, his father had turned to alcohol. then, one night, got behind the wheel of his car and supposedly crashed. however, levi was unsure whether or not it was entirely accidental. and, truth be told, he didn’t care either. he’d attended the funeral out of the sheer fact that not attending his own father’s funeral would raise questions from his extended family. and for the hale’s, image was everything. playing pretend and feigning happiness was like a second nature to levi.

for that following year, levi and his sister stayed with grayson and despite his turbulent life, levi managed to excel at school. however, his moral compass was rather questionable. of course, he remained concerned about maintaining his pristine image ( and his immaculate student record and grades ) but with his father’s influence still looming over him like a ghost, levi was far from a soft-hearted boy. encouraged by his brother, levi made the decision to attend university — to turn a new leaf and start a fresh chapter in his life. having inherited sole custody of their father’s fortune, grayson aided in levi’s admission into nyu where he studied one of his truest passions : music.

now twenty-three, levi is worlds away from the boy that he used to be. he is closed off and secluded. he is mysterious and holds everyone in his life at arm’s length, afraid to let them in. he has always been the perfect balance of confidence and intelligence — both debonair and chaotic. displaying only a small element of his persona, he’s mastered the art of concealing fragments of himself that he wishes to keep hidden from others — only permitting them to see what he wants them to see and know what he wants them to know. he has always consistently shrouded himself in mystery, drawing a veil over his emotions, cloaking his real feelings because, if there’s one thing that levi despises most the idea of, it is exposing his underlying vulnerabilities as he believes it would then be easy for others to obtain power over him.

given his conduct and inclination, it would be fair to estimate that levi is somewhat of a satirical mouthpiece. always outspoken, strong-willed and firm in all of his beliefs with a knack for developing a sardonic tongue in most situations. self-assured in both himself and his capabilities, it’s no wonder to those who know him that levi can captivate an audience with a simple smile, having people hang on his every word. despite his charm and intriguing character, underneath it all — when utterly alone — the glamour of his deception crumbles away. the events of his upbringing and the events that have brought him to where he is today have only aided in strengthening him and forging him into who he is today.

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lladyariall · 5 years

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Badgerclops literally falls in love with Mao Mao at this point (officially) because this is probably the most touching moment he has ever had alongside the grumpy hero. The cyborg's intentions are pretty clear that Badgerclops does have a small crush on Mao Mao, since he is bisexual in this series, throughout the entire start of the show, and he deals with quite a bit of neglect and bad tantrums from his boyfriend- I mean, best friend.

To start off, Badgerclops wants to be physically closer to Mao Mao.

Badgerclops has a new family now that he believes he can try to find new ways in this life to settle down a little more, and according to research, natural ways Badgers show their mates they care by providing a secure den to share kits with or hibernate. Sure, they didn't give birth to Adorabat, but adoption is still as thick as blood, so these two are kicking it in to high gear when it came to welcoming this little girl in their lives. Both heroes already settled to being Mao Mao as a dad figure/hero trainer and Badgerclops has the mom figure/positive role model in their family.

Badgerclops is super ready to have a family, by now. It shows that Badgerclops see's his chance to find someone close to him (besides Adorabat) since after finding Bobo-chan; yet, he catches unto this big maternal instinct to go raise a monster baby.. by himself. He grew waaay too attached to that creature too fast, too soon without thinking of the consequences. He already has a child but he doesn't feel like he has a legit family since Badgerclops and Mao Mao keep faltering their relationship, sometimes. Hell, even when he could have done more to prevent from Bobo letting be adopted by Badgerclops, not even Mao Mao argues any further to ditch off the baby; which, for SOME reason, he just let's Badgerclops be happy as a pretend mother to the point of holding Adorabat back from attacking the two. It's crazy how Mao Mao may not want Badgerclops to touch him all that much, but he's okay with letting his boyfriend- friend go off on his just so he can be happy? I think in the end of every episode, Mao Mao sees more and more how his friend's feelings are, in small and big ways, that only adults can see and Mao Mao is not acting on them, for a reason.

To be fair, I think that Badgerclops has been giving off hints to Mao Mao, and it just goes way past the little guy's comfort zone; it seems like he grew a bad case of needing his personal space every social encounter he has that Badgerclops and Adorabat both try to break, and he will guard his body to prevent from anyone touching him (especially the Sweetie Pies.) Buuut we forget how "persistent" Badgerclops can be when it comes to provoking Mao Mao on purpose VS him laying down a few attempts to be able to, well, touch the sheriff cat. He wants to be physically closer to Mao Mao, which is not working out; but there is a twist to this. I think Mao Mao notices these touches quite often (after all, he is always on duty for action) that he allows it from time to time, and yet he probably never touched Badgerclops unless it was a time or moment that he forgot to keep his emotional guard up. He doesn't cherish Badgerclops as much as he should because he believes that so much could take his reputation away, and even ditches off his boyfriend's feelings from being so high-strung to be beside his abusive dad. Wow. That's.. that's harsh, right there.

These two are super duper close as best friends go. They just don't know where to truly talk down their feelings for each because the pressure of Mao Mao's actual wants and desires are stronger than having a stable relationship right now. It's crazy how much they cherish each other to the point of interacting as a legit cartoon couple; from the bickering, to the small challenges they engage with each other, giving each pther compliments, trying to make the other jealous, having a lot in common, being each other's ying and yang, small touches, adopting a child, never giving up on their relationship, sharing a home, and I could keep going but I would take up this entire paragraph. So, Badgerclops shoves it all down; the feelings he tries to hide from Mao Mao, and they slip up from time to time, because he thinks he has the emotional stability to let Mao Mao lean on him, like how the black feline sort of leans on their daughter. But the grumpy sheriff can't take Badgerclops that seriously if he has to admit he's wrong, going back on what he believes, and crashing a lot of reality on him at once.

To be fair, I think since they crashed by accident in the Ruby Pure Heart, maybe they are emotionally being more open and Mao Mao is having a small crisis in his mind that he could already be living the life of a full time husband and father; and that freaks him out. Mao Mao doesn't truly adore labels, unless they're heroic ones, and his one goal in life is to hear his dad say the words he wants to hear. And Badgerclops can't fill that hole. I think the deep pain in Mao Mao's heart is too great to let him move on and grow up emotionally for him to find a stable relationship with anyone. Badgerclops can deal with Mao Mao and his hard personality, unless given a reason to, from their recent history; but.. what if Mao Mao actually knows he just isn't capable of working a relationship out with Badgerclops, is because he makes him a better person when he wants the one who HURT HIM to take that pain away until he's ready to mentally find himself inside? I think he hides out from Badgerclops' advice because he doesn't want to hear a dad, he wants to hear a boyfriend/co hero be able to support his childish decisions (since he practically raised himself) but Badgerclops is only trying to be a little hero in Mao Mao's beliefs and save his confusion from getting any worse; which it normally does.

If Badgerclops knows his friend well enough, becoming a legendary hero is not going to be put aside because of some relationship they love each other in. It probably is on Mao Mao's list of what a hero should and shouldn't do, and sadly, it's probably a "should not date your co hero" priority. I think Mao Mao does have feelings for Badgerclops and I will talk way more about that in my future blog, but he rejects everything Badgerclops physically offers and even advice is from being unable to admit he might be the best fit for his soft-hearted companion.

Final thoughts about Badgerclops having a crush on Mao Mao is that if it comes to not getting off the couch at all, the large mammal will not give up on Mao Mao. To him, Mao Mao is more worthy doing whatever can make him happy (or stop bitching) and he can't push any further to court the cat, until Mao Mao comes around through his past issuses. For his own emotional support, Badgerclops has found a perfectly comfy spot to be in between a good friend as well as letting out a little love when he comforts Mao Mao. He even gets him to listen in the very end, sometimes, and throughout the series, Mao Mao listens to Badgerclops more and more from every experience they share as a family. It's truly touching how much Badgerclops gives a lot of his life to be around Mao Mao. He doesn't have to stay with him or Adorabat, at all. He can leave at ANYTIME and he freaking doesn't!

Like, if you really think about it, Badgerclops is almost a better fit for a legendary hero if he put all his energy into bringing down Mao Mao, and the Pure Heart Valley Kingdom, he could rule the world. He has the smarts, the tools, and the strength to out live this evil idea but he doesn't because being beside Mao Mao.. is what makes him truly happy. (I'm pretty damn sure if you have the cherishable locket to Badgerclops, a photo of him and Mao Mao meeting is what will probably pop up.. just saying. Lol) He doesn't want to live up to Mao Mao, he wants to be by his side throughout of the rest of their lives. Badgerclops made his choice to live forever beside this stranger he once almost got his ass kicked by, and now they're raising a little girl. Huh.

These two are going to get closer somehow. I hope they become canon as soon as possible. They belong together and if they could be a little more able to talk about their emotional feelings without too much critism than I'm pretty sure they would be making out, by now. Lol. Oh well, we'll have to wait and see :)

#mao mao #badgerclops #adorabat #heroes of pure heart #blushy blush #badgermao #maoclops #mini blog #i guess #i need sleep #sorry if it is hard to read

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let-sanji-say-fuck · 5 years

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CAN I GET SOME LOVING FOR MAH BOI VIPPEERRR???? He’s super underrated... can I get some soft fluffy sweet general HCs for my boi with a fem s/o? ❤️❤️❤️❤️ ALSO WELCOMEEEEE ;D CANT WAIT TO READ YOUR AMAZING WORKS AGAIN! ଘ(੭ˊ꒳ˋ)੭��

Super duper underrated, indeed, tell me about it nonnie... Well, lemme get you some sweet (not really general general but general relationship sorry) headcanons for our lovely wild boy! And thanks a lot, you are such a sweetheart! I’ll do my best so you can enjoy my writing again! (*/ω＼*)

Wyper:

Sometimes he feels that his s/o is a completely different person to the others that surround him. It feels like all the love he holds for his village is just as big as his love towards her. Sometimes he sits down, remembers that he cares so much about her and just stares into the mass of trees ahead of him with nothing but her gentle face in his mind. If not stopped, he can space out like that for a good couple of hours, and comes to feeling grumpy, but the embarrassed kind of grumpy.

The kind to silently stare at his lover from afar, but mostly because he doesn’t notice that he’s doing this in the first place. Someone is going to have to snap him out of it, probably pointing out that he had already smoked the whole cigarillo and was chewing on the butt. Wyper reacts a little harshly when other people tease him openly, so it’s advisable to be subtle when he does something that he would consider “embarrassing”.

He’s going to be quite mindful of his bad habits if his s/o ever mentions them, even if it wasn’t in a reprimanding way. Probably won’t smoke that much around her if it bothers her, tends to keep his temper down a little if he knows that it scares her, or will stop being too detached when work keeps him away from her for too long. He has a hard time noticing these, so open communication is a must with him.

Wyper never ever wants to get angry at her. Whenever they’re arguing about something and he realizes that he’s starting to raise his voice, he freezes as if he had just run into a wall, sighs heavily as an attempt to calm himself down and apologizes quietly before leaving. He always makes up for it by treating her to some drinks or offering a ride on waver later.

Didn’t know he had a sweet tooth until he tried some sweets in this very nice bakery that opened up some months after Enel’s defeat. Two decades of not knowing what sweet goodies are and now he’s always eager to drag his s/o with him to grab some cake or muffins. He also enjoys sharing a mug of hot cocoa with her while they stargaze, snuggling closely on the branch of one of the tall trees of Upper Yard.

At some point he starts chewing on gum instead of smoking because it both, calms his nerves just the same and is a very sweet alternative that his lover really seems to enjoy as well. Of course, because it’s better for his health, but kissing him feels much nicer after he’s had some mango gum instead of one of those cigarillos.

He really likes carrying her piggyback style. He’s a strong man and, as the prideful warrior he is, of course he’s going to show off his muscles by giving her a nice ride through the forest. Plus, he quite enjoys the proximity, and feels his chest warm up a lot when she snuggles into the crook of his neck from behind, or when her arms tighten around his shoulders, seeking support.

More than a blush, his s/o is going to get a very slight flutter of his wings when he grows giddy or embarrassed. It’s very hard to notice because it’s such a small movement, but definitely noticeable when it happens pretty often since he found someone who makes him feel something much purer than annoyance 24/7.

Seeing him sleep is even rarer than seeing a blush on his cheeks. Wyper is the type who stands guard outside of the tent he shares with his lover even if there is no chance of danger lurking around. Either that, or he’s caught up with work, protecting Gan Fall or on patrol. Chances of him lying down next to his s/o to get a good shuteye are pretty scarce.

Luckily for his s/o, he’s not that much into rising early, not as much as the other God’s Guards, so waking up next to him is a pretty common occurence! He might not be the fondest on cuddling, but having his lover all over him, peppering kisses and delivering a healthy amount of tooth-rotting squeezes is something he doesn’t have trouble getting used to.

Naps can happen sometimes too, and often do after his s/o offers a massage. He’s constantly pushing his body because he knows that he has to keep himself in shape, but that’s where his s/o comes in with the suggestion of a very tempting shoulder rub. The moment she starts on his back he’s already dozed off and she has a couple hours to cuddle his back until he wakes up wondering why his wings feel so cramped...

Remember that mask he owns? Well, it’s handmade, by himself, and he’s absolutely going to make another one for his s/o. Her mask is even more colorful than his, rounder and smaller. Bonus points if she makes suggestions on its appearance or even helps him craft it! Absolutely adores the contrast between the intimidating mask and the sweetheart who wears it.

He proudly wears anything that his s/o gets for him, which can go from tiny trinkets to (surprise!) actual underwear. Wearing shirts, long trousers and the like make him a little uncomfortable because he’s already used to wearing very little, but Wyper might just make an exception from time to time just for his s/o (mainly on dates because Skypieans aren’t as used to his underdressing habits as his people are).

His hairstyle has become pretty simpler now that it’s safer to have stray locks on his face sometimes. It isn’t braided anymore, mainly because braiding it in the first place was actually pretty annoying. Sometimes he lets the kids of the village do his hair, but is clear when he means that flowers and little ribbons are out of the question (they do it anyway, help him). When he’s alone with his lover he likes having her comb her fingers through it and brush it. It’s one of the best ways to release tension after a long day.

#Wyper #Female Pronouns #Fluff #Relationship #Headcanons #One Piece #Anonymous

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warmau · 6 years

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{Circus!AU x Monsta X}

someone asked for another monsta x au or all the members, so here ya go!! other monsta x crossover aus: alice in wonderland | androids

Shownu

strongman

basically does a bunch of strength orientated stunts like breaking a tower of boards in half, bending metal, picking up participants with one hands

swole, standoffish looking, can lift (but the reality is,,,,,he’s a sweet guy who looks out after all the other circus performers)

always tells the danger act performers to be careful and complains that kihyun is getting too skinny

can lift like,,,,,six kids at once and they just hang off his arms

kids always call him ‘tree guy’ or ‘big building’ and shownu is like,,,,,,,yes. that’s me

gets to wear one of those tanktops that show off the Arms and,,,,,,a lot of people stare. like a lot

shownu’s oblivious to it

just like you assume he’s oblivious to you,,,,one of the circus makeup artists

you know that to keep up his strength shownu eats a lot more than the average person

so you always make a habit of giving him healthy snacks when you see him

and shownu is always like,,,he does the soft smile that smushes his face up and makes you melt

and is like thank you! you’re so kind!

and minhyuk is like where is my snack and ur like,,,,,,,it’s just for shownu,,,,

and everyone is like of course ;) it’s just for ;) shownu ;) cuz you ;) like him ;)

and you’re not even TRYING to be subtle about it like you basically have heart eyes when he comes around,,,but you’re also like shownu will never know

because he’s super bad at reading signals

but one afternoon as you’re getting ready to do makeup shownu drops by and hands you a crepe from one of the foodtrucks

and you’re like oh! this is my favorite kind how did you know

and shownu is like,,,,ive seen u look cute and happy eating it before,,,,

and you’re like ohh wow- wait did you just call me cute?!??!

and shownu goes red and he’s like “y-yes,,,,i like you i thought it was obvious but-”

and you’re like WHAT I LIKE YOU?? it wAS SO OBVIOUS TOO

and you’re both staring at each other in shock,,,,before breaking into nervous embarrassed laughter

but it’s cute you guys make a plan for a little date after the circus performance tonight

maybe go,,,,get something to eat? hehe

bonus: you’re like he asked me out and everyone is so happy but then kihyun is like his hand is like ten times the size of yours how r u going to hold it and everyone is like kihyun shUTTUP

Hyungwon

magician

his whole act has a sarcastic undertone where he’s like “i bet you all think im using a mirror for this trick to deceive you because magic isn’t real blah blah blah well you’re WRO- right. completely right.”

wonho once observed that hyungwon is the most,,,uninterested magician he’s ever met

hyungwon: yeah. but im good at what i do right?

wonho: well-

hyungwon pulling a dollar from behind wonho’s ear: you were saying?

wonho in awe: :O

he does all the basics; card tricks, disappearing acts, floating acts, slicing people in half, coin tricks, you name it - he can do it

likes getting into arguments with participants

like he’ll pull someone up and they’ll be like

“i know this is all fake”

and he’s like

“it is, and yet here you are - paying to see it.”

you’re one of his assistants for the trick where he saws you in half and everytime you practice it before

hyungwon is like so lazy about it but ur like hey hey this is my liFE

even if it is just a ‘trick’ of the eye,,,there’s still dangerous things involved and hyungwon swinging the damn saw around is like “it’s fine im a pro!”

but once he really does give you a big scare,,,and you get mad because like

he can be as sarcastic and as uncaring as he wants,,,but you wish he’d at least show some empathy toward you

someone who he’s worked with for a long time

and,,,,usually you get over it but you can’t

and hyungwon finds you outside of the circus grounds and he’s like

“hey,,,,,” and tries to do something like pull a flower from behind your collar but you’re not having it

and he’s like

“i know,,,you think i don’t care but you mean a lot to me. ill even throw away the stupid cutting in half act if it makes you feel safer,,,”

this makes you turn,,,hyungwon is usually hellbent on keeping things the same - it makes it easier

“i,,it’s fine i just wish you would be more careful - i mean,,,i don’t want to die hyungwon.”

he gives you a small smile and your heart skips a beat

“id never let you die,,,,,id pull out all the magic inside me to save you.”

you:,,,,,,,,,,,that’s corny. i didn’t know you had it in you

hyungwon holding your hand now: don’t tell anyone - you know i have dirt on you too.

Wonho:

firebreathing

don’t tell him he can breath fire because he’s so smoking hot - he’s heard that one before

but his act does include breathing fire while shirtless,,,,so

cool tattoo of a dragon on his chest,,you know,,,to go with the ‘firebreather’ aesthetic

everyone always leaves thinking he’s some badass who breaks hearts or whatever

but again,,,he’s nothing like that. the most badass thing about wonho is his firebreathing everything else is like

him being friendly to animals and getting spooked by the shittiest pranks kihyun and minhyuk pull

whenever someone is being annoying hyungwon is always like wonho - breath fire on them

and wonho is like hyungwon,,,i can’t do that you know that

he’s cute and he’s like safety first! when it comes to fire

you’re a standby EMT that sometimes works with the circus when they’re in town

and if there’s any act that makes you super nervous - it’s firebreathing/eating

because so so so so many things can go wrong

and so when wonho performs you’re always on edge, sweating in anticipation

there’s a moment where wonho seems to wince in pain and you damn near run out onto the stage

but it’s just a false call

and you think that if something really bad was to happen,,,,you’d probably faint

and you attribute it to the fact that like well,,,you know,,,it’s scary to watch someone risk their health like that

but your fellow EMT is like “when are you gonna tell the hot fire guy you like him”

and you’re like WHAT,,,,,i,,,,dont like wonho,,,,,,,like that

“like what?”

you turn, almost getting whiplash to look into wonho’s smiling eyes

“oh - i just,,, well-”

your fellow EMT clears their throat “they like you”

“WHAT DID YO-”

wonho goes “oh! im flattered, they’re pretty cute too!”

you turn back like huh wait what’s going on

“take them out sometime?”

“ok, i will. do you want to go out sometime?”

your head almost snaps off as you look back and forth but then you’re also nodding,,,because a date with wonho would be nice

(plus you could teach him some fire safety tricks because that would ease your heart)

bonus: you’re letting wonho look at your EMT tools and he like presses your hand to his chest and is like “what’s my heartbeat like?” and you almost die he’s so cute

Minhyuk & Jooheon

acrobatics

minhyuk also specializes in contortion while jooheon can do trampoline tricks

most of the time though they work together to do balancing acts

and boy do they ,,,,,, not match AT ALL

it’s amazing - their personalities are nothing alike and they’re always mocking each other but when it comes down to it they can do amazing things together

but minhyuk is always snorting at the fact that jooheon gets an act where he just “jumps” around

and jooheon is like just because you were born without joints or whatever doesnt mean your better than me

minhyuk: I HAVE JOINTS THEYRE JUST SOFT

shownu is always getting inbetween them so they dont like,,,kill each other

but it’s like a switch - when it’s time to perform they deliever

and have super great coordination

no one gets it,,,,but it works

minhyuk is always pushing for more bright colored leotards and jooheon is like please jesus no

that one time they dyed their hair blonde and hyungwon called them ‘egg twins’

but yeah,,,you sometimes also work with them - even though your main act is trapeze

and minhyuk is always like ,,,,,,,,,,,,, hey if you ever need a trapeze partner ;)

and jooheon is like they’d choose me - obviously, i do flying work too

minhyuk: JUMPING is not trapeze

jooheon: bite me

bur if you pick minhyuk it’s like he wants to do this super duper hard, fancy trick and you’re like i ,,, dont think you can

and minhyuk is like it’s fine!!!! i wanna make sure we do something AMAZING

and you’re like minh-

but he’s already getting excited

and OF COURSE he hurts himself, you blink and he slips off the launch board onto the netting and twists his damn ankle and you’re like ill go get the medic from the tent

and as minhyuk is getting it bandages,,,,looking shyly down away from you

you’re like WHY did you do that

and he’s like,,,,,,,he mumbles something

but when you get closer you hear its him going ‘i wanted to impress you’

and you pull back,,,embarrassed like o - oh

but also how,,,,stupidly adorable,,,fine you’ll take care of him and his dumb twisted ankle

if you agree to do it with jooheon he’s super excited about having you guys incorporate trampoline too

and you’re like i just need you to throw me off this bar and catch me

and he’s like,,,,,,,,,ok,,,,,,i can do that

but also ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, god hes bad at trapeze

it’s like he has all this coordination with minhyuk but he’s been working with him for yEARS

and you’re just like hey jooheon it’s ok we can try again

but he’s totally beating himself up about not being good enough and having to practice till her arms break yadda yadda

and you just go “it’s ok,,,,,,,,,it’s OK”

and he’s like the show is RUINED

and you’re like “pleASE it’s not, ok you know what? let’s do the trampoline idea ok”

jooheon’s eyes suddenly shining: r-really??!?!?

you in your head: holy shit he looks so cute

you: yes, fine we can jump around

jooheon: its NOT jumping around

but also jooheon kinda loves the idea of just jumping around on a trampoline,,,,holding your hand too,,,,,,,,,,,

Kihyun

ringmaster

micromanages literally everyone and everything

like his job is to lead the show, make some funny comments, be charming

which comes naturally to him

and yet he’s out here trying to figure out which shade of eyeshadow the makeup artists are going to use for the show three weeks from now

also you know he’s like “shownu are you practicing? want to pick me up with one hand for practice reasons?

shownu: you just want me to pick you up don’t you

kihyun’s tiny butt: no,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

looks cute in the top hat that’s part of his costume

wore the cape for sometime but some little kid was like that’s corny so kihyun trashed it and says NO ONE better bring it up

you’re not even part of the circus team,,,you’re actually a manger - you just make bookings and stuff

but kihyun,,,,,,loves to know everything,,,,,,,,,so you see him a lot

and sure he asks a lot of questions but you think it’s pretty adorable that he cares so much

so you’re always like excited to answer questions

and kihyun always gets super flustered because you’re the one person who seems to really really want to listen to what he has to say

so you’ll answer him with the biggest energy

and kihyun is also a big energy

and he’s just like blushy all of a sudden because you’re standing so close to him

and showing him the planner for the next week of show

and he’s just like woah,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,oh,,,,,,,,,,,,,

one time you’re both talking about doing a holiday special

and kihyun suddenly goes “,,,,,,do,,,,,,,,,,did you remember my cape?”

and you’re like AH the red velvet one??? i miss it you should wear it!!!!

and kihyun is just like

that’s it,,,,they’re the one

“can i kiss you?”

“sure - wait what?”

kihyun, blushing but also ready to kiss you: is it ok?

you,,,,,,,,looking around to make sure no one is going to come into the office,,,,,,,,,,,, “go ahead”

you guys kiss and it’s soft because,,,,,,,,like,,,,,,,,,,you’re both so excited and jittery but also,,,,,,,,,,

you should have kissed like way way before

bonus: kihyun stops micromanaging because he spends all his free time with you,,,,,,,,,hehe

Changkyun

sword swallowing/knife throwing

how did he get into that? no one knows

kihyun is convinced changkyun was just born you know,,,,,,chaotic

he always wears the same fitted white shirt and vest,,,always this victorian air

and he looks so apathetic when he’s you know,,,,,,,shoving steel down his throat,,,risking death every second

the common question is,,,,aren’t you scared?

and changkyun just shrugs like nah. it’s not that scary when you’ve been doing it since you were a kid

someone: you’ve been eating swords since you were a kid

changkyun: ,,,,,,,, anyway the weathers bad

his knife throwing is also super scary,,,,,but not for like changkyun ,,,,, for the assistant and audience

because the audience is like,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,he,,,,,,he looks like he isn’t even tRYING to aim

but the assistant

who happens to be you

looks terrified (and you’re not because you know how good changkyun is) only because it has to be entertaining

and everytime after the show

like people come in hoards to ask the same question, have you ever been hurt? has he ever cut you by accident?

and you’re kinda like,,,,,,,,oh no but we’ve had heartwrenching slipups!!! or whatever just to keep the suspense

when in reality changkyun ,,,, if he knew something was off would be the first person to force you not to do the act

and it’s kind of funny,,,,changkyun comes off as this emotionless danger stunt guy

when in reality,,,,,with you,,,,he’s different

not only is he more expressive but he’s incredibly affectionate

he loves hugging you from behind while you’re helping unpack the equipment

or giving you little shoulder kisses

because,,,,,,,i know it’s a cliche but he’s the knife thrower and you’re dating him and don’t even fight me on this it’s a cute concept

every now and then changkyun will be like “should i try to eat an even BIGGER sword?”

and you have your full trust in it but you’re like please for the love of god just stick to the standard

also,,,,,you know like i was saying the semi-victorian getup is kinda a turn on like amiright

also your boyfriend can literally throw a knife with the aim of a god,,,,,somehow that’s also a turn on

but also i imagine ur the only person who gets to see the great, aim perfect changkyun miss his mouth with the spoon when you guys are eating ceral together in the morning

and u have to kiss him cuz he gets grumpy about it hehe

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daehwifi · 6 years

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dating is like ⇀ min yoongi

- admin xion

genre: fluff/head cannon member: bts/min yoongi word count: 1, 401 s/n: hmphphph that’s right i’m writing for yoongi because i want too & because i watched this video and i’m soft- // highkey unedited, i can’t be bothered-

↳ warnings: none

prompt: what’s it like dating a giant cold marshmallow

right off the bat, i’m just gonna say how yoongi is the type to care for someone on the lowkey

by that i mean he overall pays attention to little detail

say for example you’re sick and needed to take medicine every 5 hours... every 5 hours, yoongi would remind you or like bring medicine for you and scold you if you didn’t

lolol he’s deadass a tsundere lemme just get that out of the way-

now how did you two become friends to lovers?

definitely a lot of trust and common interest

i honestly don’t think yoongi is the type to venture outside of his comfort zone if it’s not something he’s familiar with

for example: he’ll like try a new genre of music because he loves music or try new pieces of clothing because he likes clothing but i don’t think he’ll

a lot of laughing together and probably just overall knowing each others backstories and the ups in downs in each other lives

i feel like that is a big thing with yoongi he’ll appreciate a lot about if you knew that sort of stuff and still loved him for it

you’re would be someone who’d yoongi trust a lot when he’s comfortable enough to cry in front of you

everything would just be calm? like the day you two officially a thing would be like you two sitting at the edge of a curb or something at night just talking about whatever

and you look to your side and meet his eyes

then yoongi would just place his lips against yours and everything would be warm and soft

lots of hand holding at first

a lot of clinging onto each other as well

but not the annoying type??

like the type who’d pout whenever you can’t hug him or hold his hand but you two are still perfectly fine from being restrained to do so

if you ever borrowed his clothes, he’d actually like it a lot

but if it was something expensive he’d be like “make sure not to spill anything on it though”

on the inside, he’s dying over how cute you look

actually, he’d love it a lot if you borrow any of his casual clothing like his hoodies, t-shirts, flannels...

it just shows possession on how your his and like you look good in them too so-

yoongi would probably love to spoil you

he’s the type to know a lot of little details such as your habits, your taste in clothes, foods, or like sizes in such clothing

so sometimes he’ll come home with a bag and it’ll have like a classy simple dress in it

couple items wouldn’t be really out there

it’d be more like a promise ring you two would wear often or a necklacke

matching earrings could be a thing too or matching hats

oof that’d be cute

comfortable silence is a big Y E S from yoongi

sometimes he’d just come home from work, hug you and place his chin at the top of your head and just stay like that for a bit

talking can require a lot of energy at times and yoongi drains himself from working a lot

so the fact that you two would be able to share comfortable silence would be really perfect to him

a lot of aesthetic selcas of each other or like just you two being memes-

yoongi would probably have his wallpaper of the two most important things in the world to him

you and holly-

arguments wouldn’t pop up too often

mostly you two arguing over something stupid

but if it is something serious, he wouldn’t want to talk for a few days

and that’s because he’s too scared he’ll say something he’ll regret

so he’d rather cool off, come back to it with a clear mind and forgive each other

members would sorta use you as his weak point

like jimin would be complaining of something

“yoongi won’t let me borrow his jacket i’M COLD-”

yoongi would faintly chuckle as he’s scrolling through his phone

“i bet he’d give it to y/n though,” jimin muttered and oHHH BOY

he honestly couldn’t hide his smile no matter how hard he’d try

“alRIGHT HERE YOU BROUGHT OUT MY WEAK SPOT”

also if their arguing over something stupid and yoongi knows he’s in the wrong but still puts it up

keep in mind, it’s over something stupid so it’s most likely being taken as joke

they’d bring you up like “DO I NEED TO CALL Y/N-”

and he’d just surrender

BUT BUT

sometimes they’d actually call you and he’d think you’d side with him

sike you side with his members and he’d be all defeated about it and whine to you when he comes home

on the cases where you do side with him, he’s all giddy and lovable hehe

long cuddles and long silences as all

like yoongi could be talking and he’d stop his sentence midway and you’d still understand exactly what he was trying to say

like you could finish off his sentence if you wanted too

loves calling you

i feel like yoongi lowkey hates texting because he can’t hear your voice

so if he’s overseas he’d call you at night until you fell asleep

on rare occasions, he might even face time you??

sharing songs you two like is also really important

i can imagine him having a playlist filled with songs you two jam too and it’s overall really adorable and soft

his heart also melts a lot if you know the lyrics to his part in a song

yoo if you knew his part in cypher four he’d bE SO GUMMY ABOUT IT AND JUST UWU

likes doing stuff for you

like one day he’d just sit beside you and be like

“hey, can you teach me how to braid hair?”

and you’re like what your hair isn’t long enough and he’s like nono

“i wanna braid your hair”

and ouu boy he was terrible at it

whenever he was bored he’d probably practice or something and it’d be really cute

as time passes on, he’d slowly get better and better !!

he’d sacrifice his own happiness for yours

say for example you had to do something and it was giving you major anxiety, yoongi would take time out of his own schedule to do it for you

probably like saves you concert tickets if you wanted to go to one of their concerts hehe

when he spots you in the crowd he’s all gummy like and it’s uwu

gives the performance 110% because he wants to impress you

likes feeding you or being fed LOLOL I JUST HAD TO GET THAT OUT OF THE WAY-

enjoys sharing his inner thoughts with you

long conversations of purely anything

truly just being comfortable with anything and being with each other for a long time

highkey so soft for you

when asked how was it spending like 7 months away from you he’d say it felt like hell or something

but when asked the same question for holly he’d probably be like i’d wanted to die- LOLOL

getting tired of doing simple things

like the boy can get up and be like “ah thats enough for one day-”

him sleeping on your shoulder in public

asking you to fix his hair up all the time or if he looks good

but when you ask the same questions he’d be like “why are you even asking? you always look good”

as yoongi’s s/o i feel like he’d feel bad for you a lot

because he’s an idol and everything and sometimes he’ll be super duper busy and won’t be able to contact you

and although you understand and you trust him completely with that, he’ll still feel bad as a boyfriend and would be sorta homesick because of that

especially when you two are catching up in each others lives and you tell him everything he missed while he was away, he’d feel like utter shit since he missed out on memories of you being happy

that’s where you sorta have to come him and just love him with your whole entire hearts, letting him know that it’s okay and you’ll still love him the same

cough anyways

you know those dorky couple ulzzang pictures?

yeah, that’s basically your relationship with yoongi in a nutshell-

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andyl394 · 7 years

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Club Security - (2/?)

Summary: Being an almost Chief of the Italian Mafia wasn’t all that good, sometimes things would get boring. That was one of the motives that made Bucky create a “secret” club; and just as every important and rich establishment, there should be someone to take care of it. And that someone happens to be you.

Pairing: Mafia!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 2,852

Warnings: Cursing, MAFIA, slight angst, mafia cliché.

A/N: Heeeeey *awkward wave* I know I’ve been gone for like - huh - a month? Almost? I’M SORRY FOR EVERYONE THAT WAS WAITING FOR ME, AND THANK YOU FOR ALL THE SUPPORT AND LOVE, AND NO, IT WASN’T ONLY THE HATE, I’VE JUST BEEN SO BUSY WITH SCHOOL AND PROJECTS AND TESTS, DID YOU KNOW THAT THE LAST TIME I HAD A FREE SATURDAY WAS LIKE A MONTH AGO? SORRY AGAIN AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA (btw, I’m not sure if I’m back? I’m super duper busy, that doesn’t mean I’m not writing! *hello paper and bad grades in chemistry and math, my old friends* I’ll try to post something else!)

MASTERLIST

The car ride was silent, you had your eyes outside the window while James stared at your features, trying to mesmerize as much as he could of your blank face and the way that the others car’s light created beautiful shadows on it.

“Can I help you, sir?” He took his eyes off of your red lips to look into your eyes; he loved the natural sass in there.

“As much as I’m enjoying you calling me ‘sir’, I’ll rather prefer you to call me ‘Bucky’.” You rolled your eyes at his attempt of a flirt, crossing your legs and re-doing your question:

“Can I help you, sir?”

“Don’t mind me, darling. I’m just being amazed by your beauty.” You hummed, getting your eyes back out of the window, aware of every tree and leaf. “Are you always this silent?” When you didn’t answer, he chuckled, amazed that you weren’t falling for his charms. “How come I had never seen you? And apparently, you are the one that takes care of my family and me.”

“Because I’m good at my job.” You smirked at him, opening the door and keeping it that way so he could get out.

Bucky took some seconds to recover before getting out and face Rebecca running to him, jumping into a hug.

“What happened? Y/n/N said that she had to go to your club!” Bucky cocked a brow at you, surprised that his sister was calling you by your nickname and because you told her.

The only thing you did was shrug your shoulders, accepting Rebecca’s hug a couple seconds before.

“Hi, Becca.” She smiled, looking you up and down.

“Damn, Y/N. Were you also trying to kill the men in there?” James gulped when he heard your soft chuckle. “Are you coming in?”

“Not this time, honey.” You smiled sweetly at her, caressing her arm. “Can I have a talk to your brother, please?” She gave you a shit-eating-grin, making you roll your eyes and remember all the times Rebecca told you that you should call her brother on a date and you two were “made for each other”, but complied with your request.

“So, you know my sister.” He crossed his arms and you mimicked the actions.

“As you said before, I take care of your family’s safety.”

“You said you were good at your job?” Not being able to control the light chuckle, you shrugged again, enjoying the way his lips stretched even further.

“I am, but I prefer to escort your sisters to whatever they go, I think they would be more comfortable around me than they would if a big man followed them.” He hummed, knowing you were right. “Anyway, this little thing here, is a panic button, know what’s for?” You fledged through your handbag, pulling a little cylindrical device with a red button on top of it.

Bucky rolled his eyes, taking it from you and humbling:

“I know what a freakin’ panic button is.”

“Good, it will warn me. So use it with caution.” He smirked, nodding his head and kept it in his pocket.

“Are you sure you don’t want to get in? Rebecca will punch me if I don’t try to make you stay.” Giggling, you denied with your head.

“I have to take care of your club security.” You gave him your back, entering the car again and closing the door, leaving him speechless.

When the car didn’t walk, he cocked a brow at the window, making you roll your eyes and say:

“I won’t leave until you’re inside and safe.” The driver chuckled, making you kick your friend’s sit.

Bucky scoffed, but turned and entered his mansion.

“Fucking hell, Y/N. I thought you were going to jump on his lap and fuck him right in front of me!” Kicking his sit again, you laughed loudly.

“Shut the fuck up and drive, Clint.” He smirked and complied, finally turning the radio on while you sang it, teasing your best friend by poking his head.

“So that was the James Barnes.”

“Yeah, and I am going to assign you to babysit him.” Barton nodded his head. “But, only if you want to. I’m not putting you back on the field if you’re not sure yet.” You could feel him rolling his eyes.

“Of course I am, bug. But, as a friend, I think you must take care of him first, see how much in danger he really is. We both know that you are the best, and since he was just threatened, there will be best for him if you’re the one to babysit, you know, because of your fame.”

“You’re right. He even has the damn panic button.” You mumbled, picking on your nails and crossing your legs again. “So you’ll have to watch the girls.” Clint groaned, making you chuckle slightly “C’mon, I want to get a drink.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

You loaded your gun, running in light steps to James’ office. When you busted through the door with your gun in hands and pointing at any threats, your furious and sharp eyes made Bucky growl; appreciating the vision of you in a black gear.

Lowering your gun with a confused expression, you snapped your eyes at the men sat on his chair with the panic button in hands and a smug on his face.

“Mr. Barnes, what is the emergency?” You placed your weapon in its rest, crossing your arms and straightened yourself.

“Well, hello, Mrs. Y/N Y/L/N.”

“I can see you know my name, congratulations. I also see that you are smart enough to rule a whole mob empire, so I guess I don’t have to warn you that if I hadn’t noticed that the house was calm, more than a dozen of men and me would break your whole office, right?” You have him a bitter smile, watching his smirk.

“I was counting on your reputation, actually.” You stared at those blue eyes in curiosity “Sit.”

“I rather be up on my feet, but thanks for the offer.”

Clearing his throat in shame for having used the “chief” voice on you, Bucky smile sheepish at you,

“Pardon. I have some questions about the incident last night at my club.” He assumed his full serious persona. If someone was threatening the safety of the people in the club, he’d like to know why.

You felt that posture of him incredibly arousing, but you kept your straight face, nodding with your head and closing the doors behind you.

Taking a moment to have a look around the office, your eyes landed on the shelf full of books, narrowing your eyes at the unleveled book. He followed your gaze, frowning his brows at the flaw.

It wasn’t there the day before.

Bucky slid his chair close to it, pulling the book out and examining it. The Chief locked his jaw when he pulled a bug from the lining on the first page.

“Well, I guess I have much to say.” You groaned, grabbing it and letting on top of the table, carefully.

I’ll try to track where it was fabricated.

Your sloppy handwriting on the paper laying there made him smile; Bucky liked the way you wrote.

“But what about I tell you on a date?” He snapped his eyes at you in surprise, Steve’s words from last night making him frown his brows.

“Well, Mrs. Y/L/N-”

“Y/N, call me Y/N.” Bucky arched a brow at your interruption, but smirked and nodded his head.

“Well, Y/N,” The way your name rolled through his tongue made you wince slightly and hold in a content sigh “I’d love to go on a date with you.”

Humming, you continued to go through his stuff, searching for any more bugs.

“Lunch or dinner?”

“I fear it will have to be a dinner, since I-”

“No need to explain, Sir.” Cutting his speech and pointing at the bug next to them, he nodded his head.

“Since is that way… There is no need to call me sir, call me James.”

“I’m sorry, James,” You mirrored his way of speaking, mocking him slightly and – for your pleasure – seeing the ends of his lips curl tentatively upwards. “But I have some business to take care, now. See you in dinner.”

Bucky arched both brows when you opened and closed the door, leading your index finger to your lips, indicating him to keep quiet.

In light steps, you sat on his desk, grabbing the bug and studying it before carefully opening the piece. James kept his eyes on you, watching in awe you push lightly his chair with your feet, so you could take his place in front of the laptop.

Bucky enjoyed the view and didn’t even try to hide that he was looking straight to your arse when you cocked a brow at him from over your shoulder.

“Eyes up here.” You mouthed teasingly, smirking back at him and returning your eyes to the screen, typing fast and looking at the minuscular thing in your hands.

I know this stupid microphone.

You thought, locking your jaw when you finished tracking and researching where that small piece was fabricated.

“Dinner.” He nodded his head while watching you leave so silently that he was sure that the small bug didn’t capture her.

“Hey, pal? Where do you usually take Peggy when you want to convince to do something? Not something naughty, you fucking pervert.” He laughed, turning his chair and watching you get into the same car of the day before.

“I see you’re really taking your job seriously.” You mocked when you saw his scowl.

“They are not bad, less the little one. That little girl is pure evil and I dealt with some bad shit.” Laughing loudly, you denied with your head.

“What did Maria said?”

“Wha- What she said?! That Satan read me and fucking rubbed on my face that I can’t find a companion because I’m not “mature” enough! A 13-year-old told me that I’m no mature enough, Y/N!”

“Well, unless she didn’t say that you’ll die alone with corpses in your basement or probably being tortured.” You mumbled, checking on your phone for any complaints of your service and – not to your surprise – you found none.

“What did you find, bug?”

“Exactly.” Clint looked at you from the rearview mirror, asking himself if you had finally gone crazy. “There was a bug, a lot of bugs, actually, infested.”

“And what you’re going to do? How are you going to know who is targeting your client?”

“I already found out, I just need a reason, now. And I’ll find tonight… In a date… With the target slash client.” He hummed at first, not being able to catch the whisper, until it made sense to him and Clint coughed, choking on his saliva.

“Do you want a bigger target on you fucking back, you prick?!” You shrugged, not really making a huge deal about it.

“Bigger than already is, it can’t get.”

“I wouldn’t underestimate the Mafia.”

“And they shouldn’t underestimate me. Now, drive me to my apartment, I need to make some search and gather everything I have about the case to hand him.”

“On your date.”

“It’s not a real date.” You rolled your eyes, ignoring your best friend’s tease.

“Does he know that? I mean, I was listening when he was asking about you.” The club was full of security and Clint was checking for any sign of suspicious, that night.

“He probably does, and as Rogers said, I have my fame.”

“Punk.”

Bucky sipped on his whiskey, waiting patiently for you to come through the door in exact three minutes at seven, as you had said.

“Sir.” You said from behind his back, making him jump slightly in surprise.

“Where the hell did you ca-” The words got stuck in his throat when he got up and turned around only to be amazed by the vision of you in a simple black dress.

“Backdoor, I know the owner and she let me use it.” You shrugged, smirking at his surprised face. “C’mon, let’s go to a more private space, James.”

“Yes.” Bucky cleared his throat, nodding his head and for the first time in years, losing his composure and becoming clumsy, bumping into the chairs and awkwardly following you.

“So, Y/N… Tell me about you.” He smiled once you sat on a private table, away from everyone’s ears and eyes, since you two called too much attention together.

“Pardon me, Mr. Barnes. But I didn’t come here to talk about trivialities, I came to do my job. Here,” Talking in a low voice, you slid all the files to his side of the table. “I’ll actually need some help from you about the names, I have a list of possible persons – it is small, but yet, I need motives for having you as a target.” You frowned your brows when you saw his face falling.

“Oh, I though… Huh, ok. Who are they?” He straightened his posture and tried to hide his disappointment by smiling lightly.

“Well, I did some search and came out with fifteen possible people, but I have my four big suspects.”

“Tell me their name, Mrs. Y/L/N, please.” You nodded, finally opening the files and showing the pictures.

“Natasha Romanoff, Russian Mob-”

“No. We are down to three, now. She wouldn’t make me her target.” You arched a brown, resting your back on the chair and crossing your arms.

“And why wouldn’t she? As far as I know, you two ended in a pretty bad relationship.” He rolled his eyes, trying to keep them off of your smug.

“Yeah, but if you put the name of all the relationships that went wrong, we won’t get out of here.” It was your time to roll your eyes, shrugging them off and continuing your explanation.

“Brock Rumlow: real douche, has terrible pickup lines, a lot of contacts and reasons to get you killed.”

“Which are?”

“His family was the one that took care of your father security before I came into the game. And, apparently, Rumlow’s father died in service protecting yours. After that, he went rogue, disappearing for some years before “taking back” the family business. He tried to be responsible for your family’s security again, but you denied and blah blah blah.” Bucky chuckled at how little you were making of Brock.

“Yeah, I remember that dude; he was a real pain in the ass when we were kids.” The way he spoke made you laugh, denying with your head before taking a sip from your wine to try to hide the goofy smile you always had when you found something funny. “Who is the last one?”

“Well, Doctor Arnim Zola: Total creep, was your family’s doctor until your father thought he went nuts when he found out about the creepy experiments he was making, is also one of the biggest suspects of your father’s murder, had his career destroyed by your father, etc etc. To be honest, most of the names on the list are related to your father or family.” He nodded in understanding, sipping on his whiskey.

“Doctor Zola, Yeah, he was a total creep. You know, he always smelled like dead rats and ether, it used to give me goosebumps. Mama always used him as a way to keep me and the girls on the leash.” Bucky chuckled and you saw yourself getting lost on the way his eyes glistened when he spoke of his sisters.

“Tell me about it.” You smiled, forgetting about the papers on the table to pay attention to that sweet smile.

“She would threaten us by saying:” he cleared his throat, straightening his back, frowning his brows and making a cute pout “If you don’t stop running around the house, you’ll get hurt and Doc. Zola will come and stitch you!” You have him a hearted laugh with his impression of Mrs. Barnes; Bucky had a goofy smile, happy that he made you laugh.

“Ma would also do that, but with a slight anger tone, and change the word ‘house’ with ‘roof’ and you’ll have the perfect Mrs. Y/L/N.” He choked and laughed even harder.

“What? Oh my god, Mrs. Y/L/N! You were that bad?”

“Oh, I was. I broke my left arm 3 times when I was a kid.”

“Who would’ve guessed?” Bucky chuckled, sipping on his drink when his eyes caught the last name, and soon, the dark and dangerous sparkle got a place on his lapis lazuli eyes. “Alexander Pierce.”

You got serious again, nodding with your head and opening his file.

“He is suspect number one. The bug we found? The microphone has a particular technology, and is known for being fabricated by one of his closest friends.”

“There is no need to tell the motive, Y/N.” His voice was low, eyes darkened as if he was in a dark corner of his mind. “I know it. I remember as if it was yesterday. I remember when I killed his son.”

Condemn to a forever tagging: @fangirlandnerd @noones-girl1980 @myplaceofthingsilove @hopelessgarbage @elaacreditava

All Bucky: @ifoundlove-x0vanessa0x

Club Security: @skeletoresinthebasement (sorry if anyone else asked and I didn’t remember ;-;)

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engineeringnovels · 7 years

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A Girl a World Away

Ending Scene 1:

I’m standing outside her hotel room with this small narrow black box in my hand. Inside, are the letters of an entire summer’s worth of confused feelings that will never be returned. We just spent the week in Nova Scotia with our families. We took those long hikes she always loved, walked the streets experiencing everything the region had to offer, and created new memories together. But here, in this cool muggy hotel, the scariest thing I’ve had to do is come out of my hotel room, walk over to the next room, and ultimately decide whether or not to give her the box. It’s a lot scarier than nearly falling off a cliff during one of those long hikes.

The hotel corridor looks like a time capsule straight out of the 1980s. The retro carpet reeked of decades old cigarette ash. The old lamps gave the whole corridor a dark yellow tint; a completely different tone than the lobby which was well lit with white light. And of course, the lamp outside her hotel room had to be flickering.

I raise my hand to knock on her door, but I pull it back for a moment. I mean, we only talked online since we last saw each other five years ago. She’s beautiful and funny and smart; she’s the closest anyone could ever get to being perfect in my eyes, but I know she’s not perfect. She’s just a girl a world away. I don’t know if I should go through with this. It feels wrong.

Knock, knock!! Before I could finish my thoughts, my hand raps on the hardwood door twice. I hear shuffling behind the door. Maybe they’re getting ready for bed. We part ways tomorrow and everyone needs their rest. Yes! That’s it! I’ll just give this to her tomorrow. Next thing I know, a dark middle aged Filipino man roughly my height opens the door. I quickly hide the black box behind me. He looks at me strangely wondering why I am here this late at night.

“Um… can I talk to Vyen for a moment?” I stutter trying not to embarrass myself in front of her father.

“Hold on,” the man says in a thick accent. He shuts the door behind him. My heart pounds like a war drum. Did I just do that? Why did I do that?

Vyen opens the door. My heart leaps into my throat. It’s hard to believe that she was that dorky looking kid all those years ago. She could be a model if she wanted to; a nerdy adorable model with big framed glasses.

“What’s up?” Vyen asked with a smile.

“I’m going for a late night walk. Care to join me?”

“Um… let me go ask my parents.”

She leaves me standing in the hallway for a moment, the door slightly open. I see Vyen approach her father. She asks, but before her father could respond, her mother rejects the idea; her reason being that it’s an unfamiliar place and it might not be safe. It’s a disappointing but a completely understandable sentiment.

Vyen returns with a disappointed look on her face. “Yeah, my parents won’t let me.”

“Oh, that’s alright-”

“But, I have to get something from my car,” she adds. “I’d feel safer if someone were to come with me.”

“I’m not doing anything right now,” I reply.

“Give me a second. I’m going to get my sweater.” Vyen leaves me out in the hallway for moment. I stuff the black box in my hoodie pocket trying to hide it. Vyen returns wearing a maroon pullover hoodie and a set of car keys. “Ok, let’s go.”

We walk towards the elevator on the other end of the corridor. “So, what do you have to get from your car?” I ask.

“I don’t have to get anything from my car,” Vyen chuckles. “I just needed an excuse to get out of my hotel room.”

“You’re so devious,” I smirk.

“So, what’s up?”

“Did this past week fulfill your wanderlust?”

“For now.”

“What was your favorite part?”

“Getting lost in the woods during one of those hikes for sure; not knowing which way was up or down.”

“Really? I was pissing my pants,” I say I push the down button on the elevator.

“So was I, but you have to admit, finding that little waterfall in the middle of a huge forest was pretty cool.”

The elevator doors open. “That’s true. It’s like a picture came to life.”

“The water wasn’t half bad either,” Vyen adds stepping into the elevator.

“Are you kidding?! That water was freezing!” I exclaim following her in.

“We’re in Canada! It’s cold year round,” she laughs as she presses the ground floor button. The elevator doors remain open for a moment, as if it was hoping more people would enter, before finally closing.

“You know, New York isn’t exactly tropical.”

“But it’s more south than Canada.”

“So, is that why you prefer visiting in the winter time? New York in the summer is too hot for you?”

“Yeah, it feels like I’m being roasted alive. Plus, I’m in school.”

“Yeah… school…” The elevator dings, the doors open, and we walk out towards the parking lot. “Oh, congrats on graduating by the way.”

“Thanks.”

“So, what are you going to do now?”

“I don’t know. I have to start applying for jobs and who knows where that will take me! How about you? How many years of school do you still have?”

“Two more.”

“Oh. Well, you’ll do fine.”

I stop just as I clear the automatic sliding doors. The cool night breeze gently brushes my face. A hint of the crisp scent of autumn lingers in the warm summer air reminding me that this trip is almost over; that my time with Vyen is almost over.

“What’s wrong?” Vyen asks after noticing that I stopped.

“Do you think that people will stay together even though they’re miles apart?” I finally utter solemnly.

“Depends on the foundation of their relationship and loyalty and stuff.”

I sit down on one end of a nearby bench while Vyen takes a seat right beside me. “Like do you think a week of passion and great times could amount to something more?”

“Sure, but then again, they’re miles apart so it could just be infatuation.”

“Do both feel the same way though?”

“I’m pretty sure it’s one way.”

“Well, then I would say the odds of it amounting to something is pretty small.”

I let out a deep sigh. “I was afraid you’d say that.”

“Why, why?” Vyen said with caring concern.

“It seems that life really isn’t like the stories.”

“You’re so melodramatic.”

I give Vyen a half smirk. “Yeah, someone back in New York told me I do that.”

“You’ll find somebody eventually.”

“It’s hard to believe that when you haven’t gone on a real date yet or kissed someone.”

“I got my first kiss at eighteen, so I can’t really relate.”

“First kisses in general make me ragefully anxious.”

“Who do you want as your first kiss?”

“Someone who actually meant something to me optimally. Like if I had to choose between you or some really attractive girl in my class, I’d choose you. At least we’re friends.”

Vyen smiles, “Aw, I’d be honored.”

“You know, I’ve been waiting for the day we’d finally meet, dreaming about what would happen.”

She pauses for a moment. I can feel both my heart pounding and stopping at the same time. I want to start running for the hills, but I also want to stay, to spend just a little more time with her. Perhaps not knowing her answer would be best, but would I regret never knowing her answer?

“But we did meet… and yes unfortunately life is sucky sometimes,” she finally answers.

“Still, it was such a long time ago, I had hoped that meeting now would maybe have a different outcome. Guess it wasn’t meant to be even though you’re the closest person ever to being the ‘one.’”

Why did I say that? What’s she going to do with that information. I probably just sound super desperate now… I know I can just blurt out words, but maybe that was a little too much. Oh, why can’t I keep my big mouth shut?! I think I left her speechless because she’s just fell silent. I shouldn’t have said that. Come on! Say something! Anything! Don’t leave me hanging here! Please! Don’t make me regret what I said anymore than I have to.

“Aw, I didn’t realize that you’re feeling this way, but I know for sure that the ‘one’ for you is out there and maybe even super duper close to where you live,” she finally says.

“I doubt it. The most interesting people tend to live outside the country; the dreamers, the adventurers, people I need in my life.”

“Maybe that’s a sign that New York isn’t exactly where you are going to settle.”

“Perhaps. I guess we shall see.” I let out another deep sigh. “You know I was hoping we’d be able to see each other again, so I could give you this.” I take out the black box from my hoodie pocket and give it to her.

“What is it?”

“It’s eight letters that I wrote to you during a summer. I want you to have them.”

“I can’t take this.”

“Come on, a few romantic letters given to someone who doesn’t have feelings for the other? It’s straight out of one of your romance books.”

Vyen chuckles, “You really are melodramatic aren’t you?” I nod. “I feel bad now. I’ve got nothing to give you.”

“Don’t worry about it.” Before I could finish my sentence, I felt soft warm lips pressed against mine. I went rigid for a second from the shock of it all. I can’t really say I melted after the shock wore off; it’s too cliche, but I calmed down and did my best to kiss her back. I had no idea what I was doing. I just tried replicating what I saw in the movies. I wish we didn’t have to pull apart and I know that this is just a one time thing. Still, I suppose it’s natural to want that moment to feel like forever especially when I really felt something for her once. Oh well, such is life.

“There, now you don’t have to worry about first kisses anymore,” Vyen smirks.

“Umm… well… I… uh… thanks…”

“Come on let’s go back inside. My parents are probably wondering where I am.”

We don’t say a word as we walk back to the lobby. We can’t even look at each other as the elevator ascends up to our floor. We just give each other simple hand waves before going back into our hotel rooms.

A thousand thoughts run through my mind as I lay in bed that night. The taste of her lips still lingered. Did I do that bad of a job? Maybe, she was just as flustered as I was. Damn it! Why didn’t I say anything? Why did I say anything at all? You know what? It could’ve gone a lot worse and I’m glad she was my first kiss. Somewhere deep down, I still hope that something could come out of this, but it’s pointless. Entertaining that idea will just hurt me more. I’m just going to stop overthinking this and just appreciate the fact that it happened. Even though we’re only separated by this thin wall, she’s still just a girl a world away.

#writing #author #3am thoughts #3am feelings

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end-all-bloodlines · 5 years

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Klance Headcanons cause I have so many (I'm sorry in advance but—)

AHHHH sksksksk

Time to write down my favs.

(A.K.A., all of them cause they are all my favs >W<)

Prepare for a long post. These are just my headcanons (modern au for now) and if you disagree with some, that's your opinion úwú (that sounds so rude ahh).

Anyways, enjoy em, hope you like em! 💜💜

Now onto the headcanons:

... ... yeah

...

*awkward cough*

-HEAD BOOPS TM are a must. They head boop all the time, then stare into each other's eyes and smile softly. It happens all the time. No stopping them. No way whatsoever. They. Will. Headboop.

-Eskimo kisses. A beautiful thing courtesy of Klance.

-Keith can cook, and Lance personally loves it when Keith makes dinner or something, even if it's something super simple just cause Keith seemingly makes anything taste good (theory not tested, better safe than sorry)

-Hunk is both of their wingman's when they are pining for each other and he's loyal to them both, encouraging them to take their time

-Keith is actually super good with kids, and Lance’s heart always flutters when he sees how well Keith gets along with every single one of his younger family members (SO PATIENT UWU >W<)

-Lance loves to cuddle and Keith loves to give Lance light kisses all over his face

-When they cuddle, Lance is always somehow spooning Keith even if Keith is spooning him (basically will wrap his arms around Keith and not let go even though he's actually a bit shorter than his Keithy Boy uwu)

-They play fight/wrestle because they both honestly love it

-When one comes home from work and is obviously exhausted, the other knows exactly what to do in order to give them a good night

-Keith is a teacher assistant/aspiring teacher and he loves kids more than he'll ever admit

-Lance is more a stay at home type of guy, but he helps Keith sometimes and works at a Starbucks (only it's really crowded with workers so he doesn't usually have to work a whole lot, unlike Keith)

-Lance loves to call Keith pet names (Kit-Kat, Keithy boi, Beautiful, Mullet, Light of my Life, Cariño, Samurai, etc), and though Keith doesn't mind it and makes a fake fuss about it, he's been trying to come up with a cute nickname for Lance for a long while (a meaningful one, in other words: My Lotus Flower, referring to the blue versions because Lance has always thought of the flowers as pretty while they are Keith’s favorite flower) (Lance rivalled the nickname by calling Keith “My Precious Rosemallow”)

-They both want to adopt kids (preferably a boy and a girl) and they have the names planned out already cause they are the prepare types of parents-to-be

-(Future stuff) They adopted a girl first and name her Lillian

-(Future stuff) They adopted a boy (named Kyle) when Lillian turned five (Kyle was four when adopted)

-They are honestly the best parents sksksk

-When they go out on dates they have a mutual challenge on who will make the other blush first

-Keith is sometimes bombarded by girls and boys who want to know if they can get his number, and let's just say Lance makes it clear that Keith is taken (same thing happens with Lance, but he always runs over to Keith or just plain escaped anyone interested before Keith can say anything because he is determined to be that boyfriend in their relationship. He will never allow Keith to save himself; he will always save his boi)

-Keith is always flattered when Lance is protectively jelly (though he does get a bit irked when Lance is super duper overprotective)

-Keith loves chocolate and Lance makes sure to get it for him whenever he can

-Lance bought Keith a hippo plush for his birthday and whenever Lance isn't home but Keith is, he'll cuddle with it (he named the hippo Bloop)

-When Keith is the one at work and Lance is home (a far more frequent occurrence), Lance will cuddle with Bloop because Bloop smells like Keith

-They both binge watch Disney movies together and the occasional Horror Movie

-When they watch horror films Lance will shamelessly hide in the crook of Keith’s neck, Keith silently loves it

-Keith is the person of morning persons, Lance is not. Lance will spoon Keith as he walks around the house doing early morning chores, always more or less half asleep. He complains about Keith waking so early but subconsciously likes being able to spoon Keith while Keith does his thing (feels them muscles up while cuddling too). Keith honestly loves it as well because Lance is super clingy and affectionate when he's half asleep.

-Lance loves hiding his face in the crook of Keith’s neck. When he's sad, embarrassed, clingy, or just being normal he will cling onto Keith like a fricking koala and bury his face there (he adds kisses against that spot as well, and to him the skin there is sO SOFT so kissing it affectionately is a bonus for both him and Keith)

-Keith likes burying his face in Lance’s hair, just relaxing against Lance while letting the strands caress his face. Lance loves it too.

-THEY EACH BASICALLY LOVE CUDDLING BUT WON'T DO IT WITH ANYONE BUT EACH OTHER——

-When Lance is sad, Keith will:

1) Make him a nice dinner and dessert

2) Cuddle him in bed or on the couch and let him cry or whatever the heck he needs to do for as long as he likes

3) Will literally drop everything else for Lance, no exceptions

4) Try his absolute best to make Lance smile, in any way possible

5) Coaxes Lance into telling him what's wrong

6) Will gladly offer to murder anyone who makes Lance cry

7) Lance appreciates it all and accepts everything Keith does gratefully, always sure to return the favor

-When Keith is sad, Lance will:

1) Make him some Mac n Cheese (Keith likes Mac n Cheese, reminds him of his dad and he likes it even better when he can share it with Lance) (Mr. Kogane could not cook for his life, unlike his son)

2) Lance will cuddle him, spoon him, kiss him, repeat

3) After repeating that process like ten times, Lance will then hug his bf for as long as he possibly can before blurting out, “WHY IS MY KIT-KAT, MY BEAUTIFUL BOYFRIEND, THE LIGHT OF MY LIFE, WHY THE HELL IS HE SAD?!” then he calms down and says more gently, “Tell me what happened. Spare no details. We both have all the time in the world.” And that always gets Keith to spill.

4) Lance also offers to murder people, which makes Keith laugh every time because they both know Lance can't hurt someone verbally, far less murder them

5) Lance will do everything he can to make Keith smile for the rest of the day, no matter how much time is left, until it's time for bed. Then, he will kiss Keith’s face, his neck, his chest, all lightly and lovingly, and he will do it until Keith goes to sleep, while also running his fingers through Keith's hair

-Lance is low-key obsessed with Keith’s hair. He won't believe Keith actually does anything with it even though he knows extremely well that Keith washes it thoroughly and cares for it

-He loves playing with Keith’s hair, braiding it, carding his fingers through it, nuzzling his face into that mop of silkiness-ness-ness

-Lance also has a teeny tiny obsession with kissing the nape of Keith’s neck. He just loves lifting up Keith’s hair and then placing a soft kiss there.

Lance pick up lines, cause why not:

1: Are you a sunset? ‘Cause I'm enjoying the view

2: My eyes like sweets, and I should know because you are quite a piece of eye candy

3: Are you from Tennessee? ‘Cause you're the only ten, I see (classic shit is the best shit)

4: If I could stare into your eyes for another second I'd gladly do so (not really a pick-up line but it works just fine on Keith)

5: Do you have a name, or can I call you mine?

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