#pete hcs

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Pete Dinunzio x reader headcanons please 😔🙏 bonus if it’s enemies to lovers

PETE my glorious goat !!! Ty for the ask anon >:3

TW: none - mild language, but it is Pete so to be expected

Pete is a loud mouth crashout. I don't picture him as some nonchalant guy, and even if he did try to be nonchalant, he fails in every form. You KNOW Pete is coming because you can hear him coming down the halls.

And that's why you don't like him. He's loud, and not only is he loud, he's openly discussing vile and heinous movies he's seen to where everyone can hear each intimate detail. It's disgusting, and his abrasive, brash personality does little to make up for it. In short, you think he's disgusting.

But!! You can't avoid that freak forever. Eventually he worms his way into your life through school. You share some classes, and he doesn't really do any work. You can guess (with accuracy) that he's bottom of the class. He mostly just goofs off and messes with people. If the club, or even part of the club, is in his class? Forget it. Nothing is getting done.

That doesn't stop you from being put into a partner project with him. He doesn't even want to do it. He doesn't even know you all that well, and he has plans to just make you do it all because he can't be bothered. He's behind on his rewatch of the Hellraiser movies, he's busy.

But then he sees you. You come up by his desk once you get the chance to meet up with your partners. You look so pissed off at the idea of being partnered with him, but he couldn't care less because LOOK at who he's partnered with.

He's only participating in the project to go to your house. I'm sorry. He won't even really participate. He's there because he wants to see your room, and he wants to know all the details of your life that nobody (totally) will get to see because he's your partner in this project.

The only reason you start to even mildly get along is because he's being a nosey prick. Scanning your room, looking through shelves. He wants music (he thinks it will “set a mood,” whatever that means) and you begrudgingly allow him to scope your vinyls and CD collection in hopes he'll shut up and be busy to where you can actually work on the assignment at hand.

He's been digging through your collection for a few minutes now. He makes the occasional comment when he deems something stupid. A band that's too girlie or a genre he finds stupid. He'll toss the CD cases without care back into the bin, or he'll shove the vinyls back into the shelf with force. You think, even if he's destroying things you've spent hard earned money on, it's kept him more shut up than ever. He's bitching, sure, but you can finally work. You're doing an assignment meant for two, after all.

And then he stops entirely. No more prodding comments about your music taste, or insulting some band he thinks “sounds like a bitchy girl band”. He's holding a CD case like it's the holy grail, lifting it up to inspect it near his face as if it isn't even real.

“What are you doing,” you ask, peering from the pile of notes and outlines you made. Work that he didn't even help on. At your question, though, he holds up the CD, flaunting it like it was nearly gold. His grin is wide, where his eyes squint and he clearly knows what he's doing. You'd hidden that thing for a reason - it was a guilty pleasure band. A collection of songs you listened to in secret, when nobody was home, or when the car was empty.

“What're you doing listening to this?”

That's how you start talking to him. The awful sharing of a horrible band that he takes great pleasure in. He likes to hold it over your head, the fact that the person who hates him listens to HIS music. He's such a prick.

Though, to be fair, it does give you something to talk about with him. Even if he lowkey bullies you about it, he puts on the CDs you have every time he comes over. He's actually kind of normal now that he has something to talk to you about, even if he's obscene in his likes (and dislikes).

Sometimes he will quiz you on it, though. He'll ask you to name albums, songs, singers, anything and everything. The more you answer correctly the more he keeps asking. In some way, this is his way of showing interest.

And you feed into it. Mostly to show him up, so he doesn't think you're stupid. You like the music, you know it like how he knows the entire original Texas Chainsaw Massacre movie front and back. He takes it as you showing interest, too.

“Yeah, but what was their single they released two years ago! Name that one,” he yells at you. He's standing - pacing. Pete has been walking around like this, asking you question after question. For the first time since you've known him, he's captured your attention not in an entirely negative way. You've put aside the work, nearly done, it just needs a once over, and you answer his questions enthusiastically. Each one a marker of your intelligence, each one a reason why you are a fan.

Your answer comes swiftly, too. It makes him scoff, blowing your answer off with a wave, but he doesn't stop. He throws more questions at you, over and over until he runs out of breath. He spews curses whenever you get something right, like he can't believe you managed to answer some of his trick questions correctly.

“Yeah, well, when did the band form,” you eventually ask, slipping it between his barrage. He stops, looks at you with bugged out eyes, and he lets out a cackle.

“Pussy shit - what am I, a baby?”

Eventually you start hanging out during school. Something you would have never done before - in fact, you avoided him like the plague. He doesn't exactly prioritize you over the club - in fact, he tries to hide you away from the club at all costs. Mostly because he wants to keep the banter to himself, but also because he doesn't want to share you with those pricks. They'd run you off like they'd ran off that poor girl that kept coming over for Jerry. A distraction to the club is a big nono, but in classes you share that the club isn't in? He'll slide over next to your desk, bitching about the club, distracting you from your work. If you even think of doing work while he's there think AGAIN!! He will complain!!

Eventually, one day, in your third period that you share, he comes over with this shit eating grin. He ruffles through his bag, and aggressively slams two tickets against the desk. You don't have a choice.

“Look at what I snagged! What'dya know about this? Saw they were sellin’ em, managed to get them for nothin’.”

He stole them. Pickpocketed from some young kid, younger than him who didn't even belong in the damn concert to begin with. Poor kid was probably down two hundred bucks now, but Pete hadn't touched a dime of his.

He didn't want to do anything with the other guys, either. Bill would complain, Josh would, too, and Jerry would want to leave mid way through. They'd ruin the total vibe of it all. You were the only one who would appreciate it, like it, and wouldn't be a baby about getting in the pit. If you got hit, you'd take it, like a normal person.

“What time,” you ask, without the hesitation you would have had before. You would even say you were excited. A smile coming across your face, taking one of the tickets that were crumpled and put on the table.

The concert is actually fun. Surprisingly. Even with Pete bitching, occasionally, because he thinks the people there don't deserve to be there. It's almost a roulette at who he deems a real fan of the music (nearly nobody). He shit talks in line about people in front of you, nearly gets into fights before he even gets into the door. It's an experience.

However, when you finally get past the door, he's actually exciting. He drags you to the pit, pushes people out of the way, grabbing your hand tight and tugging you along. It hurts, but you don't really pay attention to that. His hand is a little sweaty, and it almost seems like he's a little nervous to keep your hand in his, but he doesn't pull away until he has you in the middle of the pit and is using it mildly like a fight club.

And he does make you participate. You come out with a black eye and probably a sprained ankle. He's worse. Somehow got a bloody nose and nearly got kicked out of the concert by the end, but you're laughing by the end. You aren't even particularly mad, because he looks so stupid beat up. He's complaining, but you can't help but poke fun and giggle. You realize by the end that he isn't even snapping back as much as he would.

You're stumbling out of the exit together. People are leaving in droves, and you are bruised and battered, nearly limping. Pete is by far the worst. He got into, practically, two fist fights. There's a forming bruise around his right eye, and blood has crusted by his nose. His nose might even be a bit off center, but you can't tell quite yet because it's so dark out.

By the time you're out on the sidewalk, finally starting to walk back to your respective houses, you get a better look at him. How hurt he is, and notably, how tousled and idiotic he looks. You can't help but laugh, breaking out into a fit of giggles, snorting in between as you try to suppress the laughter. He doesn't seem entirely pleased. In fact, he scowls.

“Stop laughin’. Did you even see what I did? The other guy was worse! Worse! I gotta scrape compared to them!”

You don't stop. It feels like you can't stop, and your stomach hurts after a while. You clutch your mid section, holding it tight and bent over halfway. He's pitching a fit, but he isn't really being cruel like he used to. Back when he'd pitch fits, loud and aggressive, but now it holds just a little bit of merit.

Eventually you manage to walk back home, between fits of laughter. Your houses aren't too far apart. You stand on the sidewalk that meets the halfway point between your homes.

He's still going on, and you're somewhat egging him on. Sharing the experience, talking about the performance. Pete is still as excited as when he was waiting in the line - and you know he's going to talk this whole night up to his loser club when he sees them next.

But you have to go home. It's the middle of the night - you'll both have to slip through windows and locked doors to safely make it home without making it a problem. But Pete lingers, standing with his hands in his pockets.

And it's then, between the eyes that look away from you and how he attempts to hide his embarrassment through crude comments, he asks for you to go out with him again.

“‘S a waste to not go out with someone hot. I mean, if I didn't, it'd be fuckin’ stupid. I could see you in one of those slashin’ dice movies. Covered in blood? Total babe.” He doesn't really get everything out properly. It's awful, it's horrid. He goes on and on, droning on about your body and how he'd like to see you half cut open on a flick he'd seen before. By the end he isn't making sense, but he finally cuts to the chase.

It's an awful confession. It's barely a confession. It's awful, and it's crude, and it's gross. From anyone else you would've told them to get lost. It was an awful idea to do anything less - but you can't seem to bring yourself to do it with Pete. Instead, you let him go one, until there's a long pause where he clearly isn't going to say anymore.

“I'll go, but you better not get into a fight this time.”

BWAAAA I HIOE YOU LIKED IT !!! MEOW MEOW MEOW

[moe-kiess]

may I request some sleepy and sleeping related behavior/habits/quirks related headcanons for each of the eltingville club member? thank you for considering<3

Sleepy headcanons for the Eltingville boys!

note: I don't think there's much I can write about sleeping, so I just decided to keep these short and sweet! I was giggling a lot while making these, I hope you find them just as silly as I did lol.

Bill Dickey: Gets cranky before bed. Bill also drools while asleep. A LOT. occasional light snores come from him, but it's really not often; only when he's a bit congested usually. I think it would be pretty funny if he sleeps cuddling a teddy bear if he doesn't have anybody to cuddle with.

Pete DiNunzio: Usually just gets quiet when he's sleepy, nodding off a bit. He's actually somewhat peaceful.. until he actually falls asleep. He snores LOUD and kicks in his sleep. I can see him being a sleep talker too. The stuff he says is terrifying. I'm thinking about that one post while typing this. You know the one. The funniest part about it though is that he has literally no recollection of anything he did while asleep.

Josh Levy: Gets kinda huffy when he's tired. Once he's out though, he's OUT. His "sleep noises" range from heavy breathing, to snores that can shake the whole house. Josh mumbles a bit too, but not full on sleep talking like Pete. He has a pillow that he latches onto while sleeping. Without it, he would just grab onto whatever is closest to him and smother it the whole night (cough cough, YOU).

Jerry Stokes: Not much to say about this guy. He sleeps like a log. Maybe occasional sighs but he literally does not move or do anything at all in his sleep. Very heavy sleeper too. He has like 5 alarms every morning but none if them can successfully wake him up. Overall a very peaceful sleeper.

Also, they all sleep in their underwear, and maybe a T-shirt. Just had to get that out there LOL

[torchflies]

Hey TG Fandom, so… y’all wanna hear a devastating AU idea? 🙃

(WARNING: READ THE TAGS)

Bradley doesn't find out Maverick pulled his papers until the summer of 2001 and the fallout is horrible. 

The flyboys take Bradley’s side, because of course they do — that’s their Baby Goose! Slider and Ice, Mav’s partners for over a decade, leave him. They don't mean to, but Ice’s help in pulling the papers gets him and Slider booted from Bradley’s life too and that destroys them, piece by piece and… well, Slider loved Ice first. Slider ends up siding with Ice, but it’s a terrible situation all around.

No one is happy and everyone is broken. 

So, Maverick finally resolves himself to do something about it.

He packs a bag while he's on leave, marches to the airport and buys a ticket to LA. Bradley is studying at CAU, still desperate to become a pilot. Mav, Ice and Slider have been living in DC as Ice climbs the ranks. 

He thinks nothing of it as he boards a flight with double numbers, because the skies are clear that September morning. 

It’s good flying weather and he's going to finally see his boy again. 

But that’s not the Bradshaw he ends up running into. 😭

[slavhew]

i call it bauhaus bisexuality

EDIT: THIS IS NOW DUBBED!!

[nonscathingbullets]

Ice only ever calls Maverick by his government name when he's in trouble. One time, Maverick spilled pasta sauce all over their brand new living room carpet while Ice was at work. He tried everything to get the stain out, to no avail. Eventually, he gave up and tried to hide it under the coffee table. When Ice got home, he noticed the coffee table was moved, and he fixed it, finding the not-so-hidden stain, and that's when Mav heard him yell,

"Pete Mitchell, what the hell is this?!?!"

[z0mbatz]

SMELLtingville headcanons because i HATE them,,

i TRIED to make them as greasy and disgusting as possible and somehow they STILL dont look rancid enough????

[bongolia]

Eltingville Club as Babies/Young toddlers

Bill

Very talkative

babbled a lot

He screamed a lot at night

Got beat into being quiet by his father

Ate all his baby food unless there was sweet potato involved

Still hates sweet potato

Huge Gerber puffs fan, always offered them to his mom when he ate them

Very clingy in the way where he immediately screamed and cried if he wasn’t being held, allowed other people to hold him though

He had a bunch of noisy toys that his relatives gave him

His mom threw them all out the next day

Started walking and crawling at a very young age

Fell down the basement stairs because his parents didn’t realize he could crawl yet and left the door open

Made a couple of friends at preschool, but he would try hitting them if they didn’t give him what he wanted

He couldn’t pronounce William so he called himself Liliam, his mom just gave him Bill instead

Josh

Fat ass baby

He didn’t fuss much during the day but cried an absolute storm at night

He didn’t start speaking until he was almost two

Just babbled

He was born with a full head of curls and they never fell out

His mom would always play with his hair as a way to soothe him (lowkey still works)

He ate everything he was given as long as it was cold, hated hot foods as a baby

He was pretty indifferent to his family members and strangers, but lord forbid you leave him at daycare

Somehow it was the worst place in the world for him

His grandma would always pinch his cheeks when she saw him

He always cried

She still does this

He still complains

Very heavy baby, 96 percentile baby

His dad was the one carrying him most of the time cause he was so damn big

Big fan of rubber duckie in the bath

He had a whole collection (and so the collecting begins)

Pete

Freaky baby

He didn’t really cry he just screamed

His parents absolutely dreaded going places with him in case he started screaming

Wouldn’t get spooked by things, would just laugh

Found it especially hilarious when people fell down

Hrs began his teething early and boy did he bite

Not a single surface was safe from his gums

No matter how many pacifiers his parents bought he went straight through them

He was a social baby, he wanted to interact with everyone at all times

Strangers would get screamed at if they didn’t notice him babbling at them

His family kept forgetting to speak to him in English so he learned Italian first instead of his first language being Italian and English (he absolutely flexes the fact that he had to learn English after Italian) (We don’t care freak)

Family would always give him the same two baby foods (turkey and gravy, peas and ham)

He hates turkey, peas, and ham still

His parents switched to pasta as soon as he could eat solids, meal time suddenly was much more peaceful (hmm I wonder why)

He walked very early on and only did so to bite people or throw things more accurately

His parents knew he’d be weird from the get-go

Jerry

He didn’t talk until he was 5 years old

He didn’t cry or scream much, just silent fits of tears and the occasional whine or whimper during them

He was very clingy, except he didn’t want anybody but his parents holding him

Nap time was very hard

Anxious baby, he refused to go to sleep and would cry everytime he began drifting to sleep

His mom made all of his baby food and refused to use baby formula, didn’t want to poison him

He liked sucking on cantaloupe and watermelon

He preferred to play by himself, and would start hitting your hands if you touched his toys

He was entranced by Christmas lights, so walking around the neighborhood during December was a huge thing for him

Walked at a normal age, always had a crying fit when he fell down

A very sensitive baby in general, but his relatives didn’t care because they couldn’t hear his crying anyways (they continued to do things that he didn’t like despite him crying over it)

Jerry was called Jer Bear by his family, then it became Bear because he couldn’t pronounce his ‘Rs’ and ‘Js’ for a while

His family still calls him Bear, leading people to think that his name is Barry or something ‘B’ related

Very mean to the other kids at the park despite not talking, absolute menace

End post.

[vbrosclips]

s5e8 - The Devil's Grip

[mclovinballz]

Blaaahhuh I'm never Gone fuck Huh lol

[alice-ness]

study date! (guess what i finally watched)

[angelxcainn]

I love coloring actually

[moe-kiess]

The Eltingville club(separate) x musical theater!reader🥺🥺🙏

Eltingville club x theater! reader!!

note: I'm really not all to familiar with musical theater, so I just wrote reader in regular (?? if that's how you word it) theater. Last time I had theater classes was 2 years ago, so forgive me if these aren't up to your expectations!! I tried my best. (╥﹏╥)

Bill Dickey: Probably the type of ass to call theater dumb, but he literally can't be talking because he has an entire club for dumb nerd stuff. Deep down he thinks it's cool that you take those classes, but he'll never admit that to you. If you beg him enough, he might come to a show of yours if he isn't already busy with the guys. He acts like he's annoyed by your hobby (which yeah, he somewhat is.) but he's actually incredibly proud to have a partner as talented as you are.

Josh Levy: Very intrigued when you mention you're in theater! Probably asks you about the backstage stuff like prop making; but when you tell him you aren't really involved in that part of it, he gets a bit disappointed. He still thinks it's cool though! He tries showing up to every performance you're in, but he's probably gonna act like a movie critic while telling you how he felt about it.

Pete DiNunzio: "Theater..? Like.. acting?".. Surprisingly, Pete actually kinda digs it. Pete asks if you would ever turn it into a career, all while comparing you to his favorite scream queens. Probably talks about how cute you would be playing as a final girl in a horror movie if you ever were to "get big".

Jerry Stokes: Probably the most supportive out of the guys. Constantly asking about how it works, what it's like, etc etc. Probably asks you to teach him a few things so he can get better at "acting".. only for his roleplays though. Definitely your #1 hypeman if you're nervous about auditions or a show, and he always encourages you to do your best!! He also genuinely enjoys showing up to your performances too. Even if they don't go so well!

[sonayesul]

due to the fact pete is played by three different actors throughout his existence i like to think that's just A Thing. Pete Spankoffski is always a little nerd who drinks hot chocolate and has low blood sugar and is Ted's little brother, but he looks different in like every universe. No one else does, everyone else looks the same except Pete, he's the outlier and for literally no reason too, he's just Like That

[donteverblameash]

While we love the headcanon that Peter Parker would ask Steve for help with his history homework, bold of you to assume Steve Rogers of all people could help.

He was too busy doodling all over his school books, getting his ass beat, or dying to worry about stupid (his words, not mine) history class.

"Finale battle of the Civil War- Peter, kid, I have no idea, uh- BUCKY! Was I in school when we learned about the Civil War and stuff, the one in the 1800s? No? I had- what? Yel- Okay! No, Queens, I had yellow fever, you gotta ask Bucky."

[dollarstoreartsupplies]

okay so steph is definitely a music purist?

we can all agree on that right? like she's a 'said she was born in the wrong generation in middle school' fleetwood mac, david bowie, the mamas & the papas, niche modern indie artists and also chappell roan kind of music listener. obviously. but.... i dont think we've really considered pete's music taste?

pete, who is a science, left-brained kind of kid, so he probably does not actively go out to look for music and is instead just provided music by the people around him?

pete whose older brother is theodore spankoffski and so his earliest and most fond and nostalgic music influences from his childhood would have come directly from ted's cd collection???

basically what im saying is peter spankoffski has the most trashy, early 00's ke$ha, black eyed peas my humps era, all american rejects ass music taste in the world

that boy had bowling for soup's 1985 memorized at age four, his guilty pleasure music is hollywood undead's everywhere i go, ted did his first decent person move in years when pete came out as trans as a kid and stopped listening to grow a pear by ke$ha and pete forcibly made him play it because it's a bop

and then his only friends are a weeb and a theatre kid.

steph gives him the aux cord on a date to be nice, as a sign of trust, and is blasted in the face with the most uncurated mess of j-pop, sondheim, weezer, and like... owl city's fireflies and that's just a fact

[sp-by-april]

do you have any hcs (sfw+nsfw) for the goth kids? i love those cynical fuckers <3

I'll take any excuse I can to talk about the Goths!

SFW + NSFW Goth HCs.

🖤 Michael doesn't really get control of his anger issues until after high school.

💜 Pete always ditches his friends when he gets a girlfriend, but also always comes crawling back.

💔 Henrietta opens up a magic shop. Became the Oracle to Mysterion's Batman.

🖤 Michael fucks like he's fighting for dominance.

💜 Pete is a total yandere boyfriend. It's intense.

💔 Henrietta is a BDSM Mistress baddie. She's always in control.

🖤 Michael likes it when you gag.

💜 Pete is a hair puller and will fuck your face into oblivion.

💔 Henrietta keeps certain nails neatly trimmed...