Boyfriend!Art Donaldson Headcanon: Part I
The first time Art ever lays eyes on you, he becomes enthralled, but that didn’t stop Patrick from calling dibs.
“You can’t call dibs on a person—not that person.”
“Hey, it’s a free world. We can share.”
When he first meets you, he is already too late because Patrick is at your side leaving a dust trail behind him, offering you a drink. He watches the two of you interact for a few minutes before Patrick turns around to face Art, gesturing in his direction. That’s when your eyes meet, and you offer a welcoming smile.
When Patrick invited you to come back to their hotel room later, Art doubted you’d ever show up.
“She probably thinks we just want to fuck her.”
“We do want to fuck her.”
“Yeah, but…what’s going to happen? She chooses one of us and the other sits in the bathroom the rest of the night?”
When you do show up, Art is suddenly faced with the realization that maybe he won’t be the one you choose, and the idea of sitting in the bathroom while his best friend fucks you makes him want to throw up.
When you move to sit on the bed, you stare directly at Art as you gesture for him to join you. He looks back at Patrick with hesitance, but with awkward limbs, pushes himself up to join you.
“What about…” He gulps, quickly glancing down at Patrick, who is still sitting politely on the floor, and then back at you.
“He can stay and watch if he wants.”
And that was the beginning.
You both attend Stanford together, and most evenings you join him at his practices.
He loves to stay over at your dorm whenever your roommate is gone.
He also loves to be little spoon.
Neck kisses are his kryptonite. The easiest way to get him to do anything.
You once told him how wet you get hearing the sounds he makes on the court, and he’s never undressed you quick enough.
He also doesn’t think he’s ever came that hard before in his life.
He loves to buy you flowers.
He also loves it when you play with his hair; it’s the easiest way for him to fall asleep.
When Patrick comes to visit, there is a definite unspoken jealousy that radiates from him, but Art pretends like he doesn’t see it.
But it also doesn’t stop him from asking if he can come back to his dorm room later after his competition… if you’ll be there, that is.
Patrick will swallow his pride if it means he can get off watching his best friend fuck his girlfriend.
Every time it happens, you and Art promise each other it’s the last time…but it never is.
You two have date nights every Friday, and he would be lying if he said it wasn’t the one thing a week he looked forward to.
He calls you his good luck charm, and you are his #1 fan.
This wasn’t the most boyfriend!Art, but I can definitely do a part 2… I kept getting sidetracked…
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Small headcanon about TachiZaki
Tanizaki is an 𝙰𝚖𝚊𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚐 Artist, whenever they are on a joint mission he sometimes bring a tiny sketch book with him while they are waiting or aren’t doing anything yet. No one knows what his art looks like because he doesn’t let anyone see. He doesn’t think they are that great. On a joint mission he got paired up with Tachihara. He managed to sneak a peak at Tanizaki’s art and was 𝚅𝚎𝚛𝚢 surprised. Tanizaki was surprised when Tachihara complemented his work. They then somehow started talking about how Tanizaki should put his talent to use and show it others. He disagreed. So, Tachihara is the only person who knows he can draw.
(Same with SSKK, Akutagawa can draw and only Atsushi knows because he’s seen his sketchbook)
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headcanon that stan hates wearing glasses (for many reasons) and went without them for years until he really needed them
[Image Description: Comic of a younger Stanley Pines from "Gravity Falls." Alt text is provided and copied below the cut. End ID]
A younger Stan squints at his blurry reflection in the mirror, leaning in really close to see himself clearly. He sighs and grabs a pair of Ford's glasses on the dresser. Putting them on, he stares at his reflection. "Welp," he says, "this is unsettling."
He turns away from the mirror to adjust his tie, saying, "But it can't be helped." His reflection is now a disheveled Ford, mirroring Stan.
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