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💖, 🔑, and 💌

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💖 How do they say ‘I love you’ without really saying it?

“ i’ll spoil them, make sure they’re doing alright… what else is there to do ? “

🔑 At what point would they move in with a partner?

“ whenever they decide to put a ring on it. i don’t wanna pick up and move in with someone who’s not completely committed to being with me. “

💌 When was their first serious relationship? 

” no comment. “

she doesn’t count any of her high school relationships as serious, since it was high school, but she’s had a few relationships since she’s been in college ( *coughs* @fckncooper and @lwolfe *coughs* ). none of them have lasted long enough for her to call them serious though. 

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😕 🌹 💟

love & sexuality & relationship headcanons | accepting

😕 Have they ever said ‘I love you’ without meaning it?

“ hasn’t everyone ? “

🌹 What is their idea of a perfect date?

“ god... for starters, i wanna go somewhere i wouldn’t normally go. like, lowkey dates are alright, but if it’s gonna be perfect, it also has to be an experience. they have to compliment my outfit... and complement my outfit, because we have to look like we’re together. above all, it has to be romantic, because what’s the point of a date if it’s not ? “

💟 What is their stance on PDA? 

“ i love it. “she loves it, but if she pushes for it, it’s usually because someone she’s trying to show off/prove a point to is in the same room.

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💋 how old were they when they had their first kiss?

" i wanna say i was thirteen, " she began, though she couldn’t remember for sure. that was an awkward time for her, the kiss included, so she usually tried to block out any and all memories of it. “ so i guess you can kinda guess out how it went. “

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LOVE & SEXUALITY & RELATIONSHIP HEADCANONS

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💓 When did they have their first crush? ❤ Have they ever been in love? 💕 How easily do they fall in love? 💖 How do they say ‘I love you’ without really saying it? 😕 Have they ever said ‘I love you’ without meaning it? 👀 Would they ever enter/have they ever entered into a friends with benefits relationship? 💋 How old were they when they had their first kiss? 🚗 When did they go on their first date? 🌹 What is their idea of a perfect date? 🔑 At what point would they move in with a partner? 💟 What is their stance on PDA? 🍵 Do they prefer to ask out a partner or be asked? 👥 What is my muse’s sexual & romantic orientation? 💦 When did they lose their virginity? ⁉ Have they ever questioned their sexuality? 💡 What made them realize their sexuality? 💌 When was their first serious relationship? 💘 What was their most serious relationship? 💝 What was their most recent serious relationship? 💗 What advice would they give a potential partner about making their relationship last if they could with no judgment? 💫 Have they ever been hit/struck by a partner? ❌ What is the biggest mistake they make in their relationships? 💥 What was their worst relationship? 😓 Have they ever cheated on a partner? 😢 Have they ever been cheated on by a partner? 💞 Would they ever enter/have they ever entered into a polyamorous relationship? 😭 When was their first breakup? 💔 What was their worst breakup? 👍 What was their most amicable breakup? 🌙 Have they ever had a one night stand? 🍷 How far would they go on a first date? 💍 Would they ever get married? 💎 Would they rather propose or be proposed to? 💒 What kind of wedding would they want to have? 👶 Do they want children? 🍼 Could a partner ever change their mind on children? ❔ Ask your own question!

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taiashya:

* ･ ♛ ˙ ˖ ✶      ––     she cocked a brow at the other as something seemed to slip from her lips. “hmm? i didn’t say anything,” she replied while her eyes returned back towards her laptop. at this point, tai’ashya wasn’t actually doing work. well, she had finished the reading and she was just shopping– her favorite thing. she was scrolling through fashionnova while reciting what she’d say in class during the discussion. she learned best audibly, so repeating some pointers to herself was easier than actually taking traditional notes. “oh… is that the buzzfeed video? my brother was dead buggin’ ‘bout it saying he gon be the next lebron.”

blair nodded, aware of her mistake. this was just a habit of hers: talking to screens, as if the people in the videos could actually hear what she was telling them. she couldn’t help it. "really? i didn’t think anyone actually took these seriously,” she replied, laughing at the idea of someone using a buzzfeed video to train for the big leagues. however, she didn’t doubt there there were people out there, other than tai’ashya’s brother, who had the same idea. it led her to wonder how many players, years from now, would include the video in their success story after being called up. “wonder if there’s a vera wang tutorial out there. now that would be something to watch.”

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     blair was in the middle of a sketch when jagger spoke up, so she didn’t look up at him immediately. however, once he mentioned that he was looking for theme ideas, she quickly set her pad and pencil aside and gave him her full attention. party themes were her specialty; generally speaking, party planning was an area she excelled in. she pretended to think about his offer for a moment, despite already having an answer for him, and then nodded, a smile appearing on her lips as she did. “alright, i’ll do it, but only if you swap out the fries for a starbucks,” she told him. “do you have any ideas, or are we starting from scratch?”

about jag. 

      “okay, so it seems that bowie being president last year is virtually useless ‘cause i just called him up to ask for theme ideas for mixers and his response was — and i quote — we had to choose a theme?” there’s a sigh of defeat that leaves him as he’s dropping the pen from his grip and leaning back in his seat. as much as he felt honored by being elected president of pike, jagger could tell his heart wasn’t 100% in it. much like other aspects of his life, he was doing it to appease his parents. pushing the thoughts aside, the brunette is leaning himself against the tabletop. “chili fries on me if you help me pick something decent.” he’s desperate at this point, if this wasn’t already obvious. 

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“ it’s most definitely a self-portrait. “ a moment passed before blair explained her reasoning; she supposed ronnie could’ve taken it the wrong way if she really wanted to, and she didn’t want there to be any confusion about where she stood. " takes a real dick to vandalize a frat for no reason, don’t you think ? i mean, there are professors out there who’ve actually wronged people and their offices are squeaky clean. it’s not right. “

“ this is what — ten days late ? but, like… i can’t stop thinking about that dick that someone spray painted on pike. am i the only one who thought it was actually… pretty decent looking ? do you think it was modeled after someone ? or a self-portrait ? if so… where can i find him ? or like… whoever created it ? to uh, y’know, compliment the art work. just wondering. “

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BLAIR: i feel like there’s more to it than that

KARMEN: when you ask for a colada and everyone looks at you funny

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*backflips in* i’m here, i just did an hour of russian, and i’m about to do some replies. there are still a few people i haven’t talked to about plotting, so if you’re one of them and wanna get something going, hmu !

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fckncooper:

if cooper rolled his eyes any harder, he surely would have ended up with a massive migraine. actually, now that he thought about it, a headache was definitely somewhere in his near future… “while i appreciate you looking into the possibility of a new workout routine, i need you to focus here. m’not sure it counts as studying together if you’re studying lebron james moves and i’m actually studying the textbook,” he pointed out, tapping his pen on the book in front of him. he’d been jotting down notes for what felt like hours, but what he should have been doing was checking to make sure that the blonde beside him was doing the same.

she found it funny, how serious he sounded. he had a point; they were supposed to be studying together, and it wasn’t fair to him that her attention was elsewhere. however, if she continued with the assigned readings like she was supposed to, she was almost certain that she would die of boredom... if that was even possible. "you’re such a teacher,” she teased, nudging him gently with her elbow. “i tried, but the readings were boring. this, on the other hand,” she gestured to the computer screen for emphasis. “this is interesting. i’ve learned so much, and it hasn’t even been ten minutes. you can’t get this kind of quality education from a textbook.” 

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havdens:

     his fingertips are gliding along the keyboard in front of him, typing something down onto the blank document that had sat in front of him. hayden perks up, looking over towards the female when she starts to speak. “i don’t know why buzzfeed makes all of those stupid ass videos. why do people wanna work out like professional athletes, anyway?  you’re not playing the sport they’re playing, so you don’t have to work out like them. pilates is good, i’ve only ever taken one class, though.”

     he made a good point. most of the people watching buzzfeed weren’t professional athletes; she suspected most of them didn’t even play a sport to begin with. “i dunno,” she replied, shrugging her shoulders. then, she had a second thought. “maybe it’s supposed to be educational, just so people can see why he is the way he is. i’m sure a lot of people are curious.” she wasn’t, or at least not in the way she’d described it; the only reason she watched the video was because it was the next thing on the page. “how’d your pilates class go?”

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jocarlson:

     jo wasn’t paying too much attention to what the other girl was saying.  there was a mutual respect when people were working at the same space. she was working on a paper for one of her art history classes when her eyes popped up behind the laptop screen. taking her glasses off, she takes her ear buds out to talk to the other. “have you tried yoga?” she questions. “it’s a lot of fun. i like pilates, but there’s something about yoga that i love a lot… i wonder if he does yoga? he’s so— big.”

    "i have, yeah. i could never really get into it though.“ when she went, she felt as if there was too much going on; the instructor had been burning incense, so the entire room smelled like a catholic church on easter sunday, the person next to her kept trying to talk to her, and by the time she got the hang of things, the session was over. the second time she went was better, but it didn’t quite redeem it for her. “he might. i know some athletes take ballet lessons to improve... something. i can’t remember what. i wouldn’t be surprised if it was a thing to do yoga too.”

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bvrches:

this study date had been a mistake. ever since blair had friendzoned finn, he’d been trying to keep things normal, keep the friendship going. but it was hard. almost impossible. he tried to force a smile. “oh, yeah, totally. i don’t know how athletes do it, you know? seems really hard. i’d rather just be a musician or whatever.” he shrugged, trying to focus on his math problems and forget about the way it felt like someone’s fist was around his heart.

blair could tell that something was up with finn, but she couldn’t tell what it was. her assumption was that it was something school-related; he seemed to be a lot more focused on his homework than he was on her. she thought about what he’d said for a moment, and then shook her head. "musicians get a pretty good work out too, don’t they?” she asked, tilting her head slightly. “i mean, they’re probably not working on every single muscle, but their hands would have to be in really good shape.” 

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lwolfe:

      “ pilates? ” granted, there was little wrong with it when standing alone ─ but the way in which she worded it proved to be something far less sincere. ( or at least lincoln could only assume as much. ) despite the grand possibility that she was talking to someone else in their general vicinity, lincoln found himself with an annoyed pinch of his eyebrows and a halted pen halfway through jotting down a note from a powerpoint. “ you realize there’s a reason why he’s one of the greatest basketball players in the history of the sport, right? ” 

         she cringed when she heard the familiar voice, wanting nothing more for its owner to go away. she didn’t like him; she hated him, and she was sure the feeling was mutual. why he was even close enough to her to overhear what she was saying was beyond her. she turned around to face him, eyes narrowed, ready to fight but holding back as much as she could. " i’m a warriors fan. “ she wasn’t. the only sports she watched were ones for the school, and even so, that was only during football season.

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attiisms:

      “ pilates, huh? i think my mom takes that. some kinda fancy yoga, inn’it? ” he mused, letting his nosey side take over enough to peer over the top of her laptop. by now it had been a while since he realized she had no clue he was even there, or at least, that’s what he had assumed judging by how fixated she’d been on her laptop screen. “weird thing to just be watching. slow homework day or something?”

     " not really. “ she didn’t really feel like describing the differences to him, but since he was asking, she figured she could spare a word or two, just to clear things up. “ yoga loosens up your joints and pilates loosens up your muscles. “ her attention returned to the screen in front of her, and she clicked away from the website for a moment to at least look like she was considering going back to studying. “ kinda. none of my assigned readings are any good. one of the authors actually likes argyle. “

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blair was trying to follow along, but she got lost somewhere between jelly beans and cheshire cat. the story wasn’t relevant to her. not only that, but it just kept going. she continued to nod along though, only stopping when indigo stopped speaking. “ maybe he just likes jelly beans, “ she suggested, hoping that was an appropriate response to her everlastingly long story. “ or maybe jelly beans are easier to advertise. i mean, candy bars all have their own slogans that you have to incorporate, and then you have to choose the right colours and fonts... jelly beans are jelly beans. all you really have to do is add a rainbow gradient, or better yet, a picture or some jelly beans, slap some text over it, and you’re done. “

“ picture this: i’m in my advertising course, minding my own business, designing a mock print ad for nike and it’s all about inclusion and personal victories and different body types and whatnot … and then my teaching assistant walks by and tells me that ads for the class were supposed to be about a certain type of candy. which like, tell me before i get to the final design stage maybe, dude? but then it gets worse, because he tells me that i should design an ad for jelly beans. and i almost flip a table because i’m convinced he’s being a smart ass on purpose. like, who on this campus doesn’t know i stuck a jelly bean up my nose and ear simultaneously once? it’s unfortunately as well known of a fact as the fact that you don’t eat the vegetarian sushi at the dining hall, because the cucumber they use for it tastes weird. but yeah, in the end, the guy smiled like the cheshire cat for another five minutes and then moved away to go torture someone else about their ad. — you know, now that i think of it, he might actually be the guy who took my big to formal last year and then tried to sleep with my grand-big instead, so honestly, i don’t even know why i’m surprised. ”