#it might be from the 90s run but if anyone knows for sure lmk

[abisalli]

wet cat bat Tim Drake 

[sweetiejunie]

May i want something about a noona reader?

TxT having a crush on someone older than them

Genre: just fluff

A/n: thanks for request anonie, this was so cute💕 Hope u like this!

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Crushing on you, noona

You were a new producer at their company. And from the first day he saw you walk into the company building, he knew he was falling for you, it wasn’t a speculation. The only problem was that... you were older than him. It may not seem like a big deal but he didn’t know how to act around you. There were times when you were so childish and playful, getting along so easily with him and the others. But there were times when he would watch you working and you’d be so mature and formal about your presentations. Gosh, what could he do...

—.*•—

Yeonjun

Confident boy would go up to you the first chance he gets

Age wouldn’t be a very big factor to him but he may be a little bit threatened since he doesn’t want you to view him just as your junior

Thus would do his absolute best to impress you whenever he could

Especially for things that he thought would make him seem more matured. Like his singing and dancing, or even the songs he produced on his own. He would want to show you just how great he was at all of it

One day he would randomly drop the honourifics to see your reaction, and was pleasantly surprised when he noticed you didn’t care all that much

But would still treat you with respect, after-all, you were still older than him and he wouldn’t want to seem disrespectful

He would be so happy whenever he had to chance to see you

Be it random visits to your studio or when you called him in the record his parts

Tries to show off his singing and do more runs or vibratos than you asked him to

In the end it would require him to do multiple takes before he decided to follow your instructions

Wastes almost an hour doing random things into the mic just to make you laugh. But he did this on purpose just so he had more time with you

In short, he would do everything in his power to impress you. Since you were older, he would naturally assume you would want to be with someone older. So he would want to prove that he could be better than anyone else you meet

—.*•—

Soobin

For a while he would just observe you from a far

Not in a creepy stalker way, but in an endearing way cause he was a bit intimated to approach you first

Can you imagine this huge teddy bear being intimidated by someone that’s probably barely at the same height as his shoulder? Well, believe it.

All of the other boys would probably have figured out his little crush

He wasn’t the best at hiding his emotions

And one day the others just shoved him in your direction when they caught him staring again

He would be so embarrassed when he stumbled and accidentally bumped into you

“Ah- ah... noona... sorry, i er- tripped.”

“It’s okay, soobin.”

And his heart would absolutely die when you smiled at him. And you knew his name???? Just heart eyes

The boys probably had to perform CPR on the poor boy [pt.1]

From that day on, he would shyly smile and wave at you whenever he saw you around the company

Would use the opportunities he had when he was in your studio to start conversations with you

Eventually he would open up to you and tease you every now and then, resting his chin on your head while you were working

All in all, once he gets over his initial shock and gets closer to you, he would full on try to show his interest in you and asks you out to dinner randomly after work one day

—.*•—

Beomgyu

From the moment he saw you he knew he needed your name, and to know everything about you

Might be a bit hesitant at first. But would want to just go for it, walking up to you and talk to you

Of course, he would talk to you respectively at first, he may be an irritating human but he still had manners

He would just be himself around you. This boy couldn’t act mature even if he tried

But as you got more comfortable around each other, he loved to tease you and make you laugh

Like how i wrote in ‘txt having a younger s/o’ he would tease you the same way, just the opposite, using the fact that he was younger to get you to help him with stuff

“But noonaaaa, im younger than you. You’re supposed to take care of people who are younger🥺”

Loves it when you worried and took care of him

Teasing you was just a way for him to get your attention and if that’s what he had to do, he’d do it in a heartbeat without any questions asked

During his breaks, he would randomly pop into your studio or at your desk and just bother you

Even if his break was 10 minutes, you can bet for the entire 10 minutes he’d be at your desk

“Noona, what are you doing? Noona, don’t ignore me :(“

It might take him a while before actually shooting his shot, but he just wanted to make sure you actually saw a potential relationship with him

—.*•—

Taehyun

He was already a pretty mature person for his age

But around you, he might try to be even more mature and adult-ish

From the start, he’d do all this in hopes that you wouldn’t see him as child, but as a potential love interest

When you first met, he would greet you whenever he saw you, using the proper honourifics and so on

Sometimes having some small talk and get to know you better

He’d be nervous talking to you, not sure what to talk about

But once you got to know each other better, he would tease you and roast you more

Bringing you small snacks or drinks on random days when he saw you working in your studio or at your desk

Having conversations with him would become easy, since he would be more interested in intellectual topics but also enjoy the random conversations every now and then

Whenever you were around he would be extra focused on his practice and schedule

Wanting to impress you and show you that he could be just as mature as you were

He might be young, with his mindset, he might be more cautious when he chooses who to give his heart to

Overall, taehyun would want to be aquatinted with you first. Making sure he was at least 90% confident you’d say ‘yes’ if he were to ask you out

—.*•—

Huening Kai

He wouldn’t even know he he was feeling at first. He would just think he saw you as his senior

But as time went by it would be the other boys that helped him realise his crush on you since he would talk about you 24/7

“Hyung, did you see the dress y/n noona was wearing today? She looked so pretty in it.”

Or

“Hyung, today y/n noona called me into her studio and we had so much fun. I messed up a few times, but noona was so nice.”

That was the moment kai realised he fucked up liked you more than what he initially thought

And that was the moment he realised, he had no idea what he was doing. You were older than him, what’s the chances you would even like him back

Would ask the other boys for help and when they told him to try getting closer with you at his next recording session. And he tried

Key word *tried*, cause he pretty much gave away how he felt

After his recording, he would run to the other boys and hug whoever was the first within his reach, probably completely flustered and embarrassed

Probably had to do CPR on him [pt. 2]

The next time you saw him, you had to be the one to approach him first since the poor baby would be too embarrassed to talk to you again

In the end, you would most likely be the one to ask him out first. Kai wouldn’t be proud to admit that, but he would still be so glad that you still saw a potential future with him despite the age gap.

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Lmk you think of this!!💕 surprisingly enough I didnt cringe as much as i thought i would writing the word noona 🤔🙃😂

[kinetic-elaboration]

August 7: Murphy/Raven, The Back of My Friend’s Van

Murven, 1970s AU, ~800 words, for @idontwantto10

90s/2000s song inspo: #216,  AM Radio - Everclear

Currently taking requests for 90s/2000s inspired fics; send me a pairing and a number between 1 and 217 and I’ll write a scene based on a song from my Nostalgic Childhood Music Playlist

My tag list: @ciewill @dealingdreams @shadowheron2013 @julyrubyrose @wonderland-promises @hanav @rycewritestrash @thelittlefanpire @musicnote902 @stonybnatural @earthgay2052   (lmk if you would like to be added to or deleted from this list) also @easilydistractedbyfanfic

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The summer before senior year, Murphy buys an old VW bus from a friend of a friend. The van is a muted lime color, reminiscent of green grapes. A faded flower sticker has been affixed to the back door, and Murphy claims that, according to the seller, the last guy to own it drove it all the way to Woodstock. Raven's not sure that she believes that tale, but she likes the nearly colorless pink and yellow flower, and she knows that under any other circumstances, Murphy would probably just scrape it off.

All through July and into August, Murphy takes to parking the van on the street out by Raven's house, so they can hole up in the back, with all the doors and windows closed. They smoke pot that Murphy bought off Jasper and listen to the static-edged radio station, the only good one they can find, the only one that plays real rock music all day long. Raven likes the long guitar solos best. She likes to close her eyes and follow the notes where they lead her, wonders if this is what meditation feels like and if that’s is why her aunt is always trying out yoga and scented candles and guided loopy trips into the unknown of the mind.

The back of the van is sparsely decorated, but Murphy's thrown a few overlarge pillows back there, and after a while Raven finds that she's comfortable enough leaning on his arm, her legs stretched out in front of her, feeling the heat rise and breathing in the smoke that crowds through the heavy, trapped summer air.

She isn't entirely sure how she and Murphy came to be friends, let alone the sort of friends who can share a joint on a Thursday afternoon in late July, without feeling the need to overthink it, but here they are. He lives on the same street as Jasper and Jasper's friend Monty was Raven's lab partner sophomore year—that was roughly the start. They ended up sitting at lunch together once or twice, and junior year, she drove with Murphy and another friend of his to a concert in the city, which basically cemented the relationship. In retrospect, at least, this seems true. Nothing like the highway in the middle of the night and the thrill of the forbidden, headlights cutting through the darkness, brief cuts and flashes of light illuminating his profile in the passenger's seat next to her as she drove and Bellamy fell asleep in the back seat—nothing better than the road and the quiet to forge a friendship.

The joint has almost completely burned down, by now. She offers it to him. They're sitting so close that her arm is squashed against his arm, and with her free hand, she's started to pick at the hole in the knee of his jeans. He's wearing a New York Dolls shirt and high top Doc Martens—about as punk as punk gets in suburbia. She takes another long drag, aware that he is watching her, and isn't surprised when he says, "Let me—"

She flicks open her eyes and leans in, whisper-close, until their noses bump. Opens her lips against his lips and lets him breathe in the smoke from her mouth.

All last spring, Murphy came to her track meets, and she figures he'll probably show up to her cross-country races in the fall, too. He told her once, lying side by side on her bed and listening to Zeppelin, the volume up a shade too loud, since her aunt was still at work and wouldn't bother them about it, that he used to think she was a jock. That made her smile. "I just like to run," she answered. That was also the day he told her about wanting to go to New York after graduation. Told her like it was a secret he hadn't shared with almost anyone, an unusual hesitance about him. She didn't think it then but only later, that there are plenty of good schools in New York. Plenty of places that she might fit in, too.

Later, her favorite song comes on the radio, while she's rearranging a pillow behind her back. Murphy's staring up at the ceiling, but he recognizes the tune just as she does, and nudges her leg with his knee, and smiles. And she smiles. Murphy reaches up to swipe his thumb across her cheekbone, the gathering sheen of sweat there, his hand hanging briefly in the air before it settles on her shoulder. She wraps her arm around him and kisses him, slow and lazy but not without passion, not without need. They remain wrapped up in each other for so long, that by the time they turn off the radio and shove open the back doors, the first hints of twilight have started to darken the blue of the sky.

[redwoodrroad]

so..... now that halloween is coming up (specifically for guild wars 2), theres something that’s been on my mind, especially lately. theres always been this confusion about joko’s age and how long he’s Really been around

obviously he hasnt been around since the primevals, and last year we had the opportunity to track down joko memorabilia, and a bunch of documents were put into the trophy cabinet in the mad king’s labyrinth. within that cabinet, we then learned that joko must have actually grown up around the same time as thorn, from this page from.... his diary.... which i love lol

that said, there’s something still really odd in my mind because looking at the official timeline,

this makes it seem like he predates oswald by several decades--assuming the mad king was in his 50s-60s (maybe 70s at the latest?) when he dies--because let’s assume joko was an adult by the time he builds the Bone Palace (assuming he did build it; i’ll get to that): if he’s even in his 20s to build the palace, that means he was born somewhere around 730 AE--and if he was (likely) a teenager when he went to Kryta to hang out with oswald, likely around the same age, that would mean oswald is 95 when he’s killed in 825. that isnt even including the possibility that joko is already a lich by the time he erects the bone palace, and why would joko decide to become a lich while he’s still so young, like you’d figure he’d become a lich to prolong his life once he reaches the point where mortality based on age has started coming into question

im gonna put the rest of this under the cut to spare my followers who dont wanna read about all this but please lmk what you think if you wanna read the rest!!

so this is where i get a little lost and wonder if joko is even as old as the writers say he is. and maybe im getting the math wrong here, or i might not have the right grasp on the passage of time, but to me, it feels entirely possible that joko built the bone palace WAY later and destroyed / got rid of any evidence that would place the event at the actual year

remember: he’s likely an adult AND a lich already when he has it built (and maybe theres no reason for me to assume he’s a lich by then; it just feels like all the more power to him if he has the ability to literally control people into building it without asking questions), and ALSO remember that AFTER he invaded elona in 860, he “updated” the bone palace to include centaur skeletons

if he builds the bone palace and decides soon after that he wants to include the bones of centaurs, he has every opportunity to claim that the bone palace was there for much longer than it really has been, and this new construction is just “an update.” who’s gonna dispute that??? anyone who says “wait a minute, this wasnt here 100 years ago, i helped you build it last week!!” is gonna get thrown in the junundu hatchery to get eaten

not to mention--no one lives in the southern part of the Desolation. it’s also entirely possible that joko shut down any transit between vabbi and the central / northern part of the desolation in 860 just to build the bone palace, and no one even noticed whether it was there or not until it was there. plus, anyone who tries to say it definitely wasnt built before that century will just be hushed by authorities. and as for the djinn at Sand Jackal Run, what do they care what this twink lich does with his time lol they dont give a shit, who are they gonna gossip to about some gaudy palace next door

and here i wanna say that i think another possibility is that joko didnt originally build the bone palace at all--it could have really been built in 757 by an architect or ruler who had their own idea of why they wanted it there, and maybe joko just swoops in later around 860, liked how it looked, and wanted it for himself. he claimed it for his own and then thought it was missing something, so he Really made it his own by covering it in the bones of centaurs--and then, when anyone asks about that palace, he just says, “oh i built it in 757, but i updated it 100 years later, dont worry about it.”

i think this is equally as likely as my first suggestion, and it definitely doesnt change why i think this is interesting--and it’s INTERESTING to me because i think it’s pretty sus that the official date for the bone palace having been built is 63 years before the mad king is killed, and to me, i just think there’s no way the mad king made it to his 90s before he’s mauled by angry krytans--OR that joko might have been so much older than him, especially if they engaged in little pun wars while joko was visiting kryta.

i mean, with that assumption, we would have to say that joko was.... in his 20s? 30s? when he meets thorn for the first time? because if we assume now that joko really does build the bone palace in 757, but thorn dies in his... lets say 60s.... thorn would have been born between 755 and 765. but if joko built the bone palace even while thorn was an infant, it would sort of place joko at a place in his life where he wouldnt need to be dragged around by his mother. if he’s capable enough to build a palace, what would he be doing letting his diplomat mother take him to kryta--she has no sway over him once he has that kind of power, and joko doesnt exactly make himself notable as a mama’s boy--and beyond even that, if joko’s really an adult while visiting kryta, why would he--a 20- or 30-year-old man--be hanging out with.... a ten year old. or even a 16-year-old? why would he be playing little games with him?? because ALSO REMEMBER: thorn was NOT the only child to his ruling parents! he HAD an older brother--Ewan! if joko would be hanging out with anyone around that time if he was that age--and this decisively BEFORE oswald kills ewan because he kills ewan After the elonian diplomatic visit--it would have been Ewan.

all im saying--and maybe someone else has come to this conclusion or posted about it already, so im really sorry if im echoing a point that has already been made--is that joko is known for manufacturing lies about himself and his history of ruling; he has every opportunity to fabricate when the bone palace was built to further solidify himself as a long-ruled king just the same as when he claimed he was the last of the primeval dynasty.

the only DIFFERENCE between that and this suggestion is that the official historians likely have no idea either way when the bone palace was really built or by whom, and i think that’s really saying something! this is what ive really been trying to get to: the uncertainty of whether that palace was built in 757 or not, or if it was even built by joko’s people at all--that level of uncertainty about a major event is something we in the real world are sort of accustomed to seeing, but in this game where we have an official timeline set up--paired with the in-game confirmation that there are those in the world who purposefully muck up said timeline for personal gain--the conception of a major architectural feat is completely up in the air! plus..... if it really is the case that this event is inaccurately noted, then what other events in tyrian history have been officially but inaccurately noted? i think this calls a lot of things into question, even if we cant say for sure what events could be inaccurate or falsely represented.

MAYBE no one else cares about this, so that’s fine, but i just keep thinking about it, and i wanted to get my thoughts out there. let me know what you think if you read all of this hoosafudge because in-game history stuff is fascinating to me, and i think it says a lot about the world these characters are living in.

[longeyelashedtragedy]

First line challenge

Rules: List the first lines of the last ten stories you published. Look to see if there are any patterns that you notice yourself, and see if anyone else notices any! Then tag some friends.

Tagged by @thestagthatlovedthewolf​  Tthank youuuu!!  i had such a good time!  for a few of these i’ve obviously put more than just one sentence.  unfortunately most of these are like, RPFs that i kind of write for a private audience because they’re REAL weird, but like, if you want to know more just lmk

1. ok i’m cheating this one isn’t done yet but it’s a banger 

“Are you nervous?” he asked her. He was trying to ring the doorbell, but his hands were shaking so much he just couldn’t do it.

“Why would I be nervous?  I killed a girl second period.”

“Why?”

“Ideological differences.”

-currently untitled AU that wants to be called “cristina fernández,” but i don’t really want to call it that, but it wants to be called that, you know the struggle

2. 

It’s fun to take Little Cristina on errands, but Maximo still has to keep a close eye on her and hold her tight.

-i’ve been writing some real good trashy fun lately ~

3.

Franco did not approve of the idea of using his wealth to get extraordinary privileges, but he had enough trouble with blood—the family kind—as it was.

-this is from “flesh and blood,” which i think is one of my contemporary masterpieces?  it made me cry while writing it and made its lucky few readers emotional (i think).  i wish i could show it off, but it’s really surreal weird RPF about child abuse, which is a tricky situation.  this is the thing that i wrote feverishly on my Notes app, taking locals instead of the express so i’d have more time to write, and it’s the thing that weirdly parallels Modernity...?  The same noticing of progress happening before the narrator’s eyes, and although he responds posivitely to it as opposed to cristina’s disgust at Puerto Madero being developed, it ultimately ends the same way--loss and helplessness at a time of triumph.  why is this a theme i like to write about?  huh.  anyway HMU if you want to talk about this one more 

4.

“So one of my guys can trace IP addresses,” Máximo yelled into his phone.  He had no choice but to yell when calling Ramsay.  The connection between Argentina and Westeros was pretty primitive.

-from “Raximo’s Revenge,” a real trashy ol time

5.  

He’s been gone for a while now (at least, gone in the sense that His body no longer walks the earth—she knows better than anyone whether He’s really gone or not) but sometimes when they ask her about it she feels like it’s the morning of October 27th, so many years ago, and she’s waking up all over again to the sound of a body hitting the floor.  She’s waking up and getting up and screaming, screaming for help, screaming at him while wiping the blood off his face with her bare hands.

No.

-from “secret eating,” which is another one of my contemporary favorites, and it’s kind of what made me love ramsay/cristina as a crack pairing 

6. 

When you have a President over for dinner, you have to make sure everything is just right.

-from “the president comes to dinner” (x) aka the 10 minute second-person fic i wrote once 

7. 

On the phone Raúl is just drunk enough to speak his mind and just drunk enough not to care how his mind might sound when spoken aloud. “I have an idea for a birthday gift for you…dearest brother.”

-from “your poetic bullshit,” (x) c a s t r o c e s t don’t like don’t read 

8.

Ramsay used to dream of getting to go to the Northern Ball.  He would watch Domeric getting his suit pressed and choosing the most luscious red flower to put in the buttonhole of his jacket.  He’d lurk in the shadows of the living room and watch Dad leech himself to prepare for the occasion.  And then…Dad would grab him roughly by the nape of his neck, drag him down the stairs into the basement, kick him into one of the dungeons, and lock the door.

-from “plus one,” (x) my first and possibly only thramsay

9. 

Viserys finds Doreah in the third coffee shop he goes into.

-from “his beautiful dragon,” (x) viserys/doreah, viserys/meraxes.  weird shit pls love it

10. 

You’ve been in Buenos Aires for two months now, working passionately for a human rights NGO, but this is the first protest you’ve seen close-up.  Your helpful temperature converter app told you it was 90 degrees Fahrenheit, and that was two hours ago.  Sweat is running down the back of your legs, even with shorts on, and soaking through your I’m With Her shirt.  Back at home in your apartment in Bushwick, you’d probably feel like you were going to die.  But here, outside the majestic Congress of the Nation of Argentina, staring at the line of riot cops stretching around the building and struggling with the mob of protesters, you’ve never felt more alive.

-from my “máximo x reader” crackfic lmaooooo

tagging: @tender-vittles @loveyourcrookedneighbour @jamesflint @draganchitsa (on any of your accounts lol) @ariannenymerosmartell @cractasticdispatches and YOU

[forestwater87]

aaaaaaaaaand Jaspwen

I … wrote this. And then deleted it by refreshing the page like a goddamn genius. 

TUMBLR PLEASE IF YOU COULD GET ON AUTOSAVING POSTS I’D REALLLLY APPRECIATE IT.

Anyway. To do this again … (I bounced back and forth between these two as some sort of AU couple and as a unit within Jaspidwen. If it’s too weird and confusing lmk, but I think it’s mostly coherent?)

hell no | how about no | eh | kinda cute i guess | that’s adorable | omg omg yes | otp | you’re fucking kidding right i’m dying because of these two

and i’ll also tell you who:

proposes

Probably Jasper. Gwen I imagine lacks the self-confidence to actually propose, and while she doesn’t really believe in that whole “men should do the proposal” thing, she’ll absolutely use it as a crutch to avoid being vulnerable.

Of course, it’s not easy for Jasper because … well, he’s confident that David loves him. They’ve basically been a thing since they met, and Davey knows him inside and out, all his cheesy jokes and bad fashion and how ever since puberty hit him like a semi truck he’s always been a bit chubby and David’s loved him despite all of it — because all of it, even. 

But Gwen’s … different. She’s beautiful and snarky and has a bit of a mean streak; she terrifies him in all the best ways but that means that when it comes to proposing? David was a definite yes, he didn’t even need to hear a yes to know he got it, but Gwen? That’s much more of a giant question mark.

So he’ll be the one to propose, and it’ll probably be full of really lame jokes and bad hints until eventually he just tosses the ring box in her face and tries to make a break for it while David grabs him around the waist and wrestles him back into the room.

shops for groceries

Jasper, hands down. Gwen … eats. Usually. Whatever’s available, and if nothing’s available for a few days she might just not eat. Basically she’s a hopeless mess and Jasper needs to take care of her.

kills the spiders

Gwen murders them while Jasper runs into another room. She’s basically a superhero in his eyes.

comes home drunk at 3am

Both of them, probably. Leaning on each other arms, arguing loudly about their favorite trash TV shows on the bus (because yes, Jasper totally gets into those shows, especially if they’re competitive like Project Runway or something), slurring and giggly and kissy, Jasper even more physically affectionate than usual and Gwen remarkably affectionate at all, taking off and throwing on clothes at a whim until somehow she’s wearing his jacket and he’s wearing her socks and neither of them have shoes or pants, nor can they remember where those went.

makes breakfast

Jasper, and Gwen very much enjoys sleeping in and being a pampered princess.

remembers to feed the fish

Neither of them. They don’t have fish for very long.

decorates the apartment

Jasper just drenches the apartment in his aesthetic. Gwen throws in little traces of stuff wherever she can fit it with no thought to the overall look — fairy lights in the bathroom, strings of paper origami in the living room window — and Jasper just sort of finds a way to work it into his overall 90s vaporwave realness. It looks … surprisingly coherent.

initiates duets

Jasper. They’re never really duets as much as Jasper singing in an approximation of her voice while she glares at him with her arms crossed, biting the inside of her cheek to keep from smiling.

falls asleep first

Jasper barely sleeps more than David, and Gwen could sleep 14 hours a day and still bitch about being tired.

sends the most selfies

It’s a close call, but probably Jasper. He just loves his beautiful face too much not to share it with the world. (I did mention in a fic that he and Gwen have a text conversation of selfies that’s literally just them sending stupid orgasm faces. Gwen would die before letting anyone see any of those pictures.)

makes the first move

So this one depends on if we’re going with just them or throwing David in the mix. Because if it’s just the two of them, probably Gwen; she’s got basically no patience for pining so she’ll want to get it over with as soon as possible.

For the 3 of them, though? Gwen really resists the idea of getting involved with them at all, because she feels like an interloper or a homewrecker or something. Even after they’re together, she avoids being alone with Jasper because she feels like he didn’t really have a choice, like David just sort of threw her into the relationship and he’s just tolerating her for his fiance’s sake, so she wants to be as unobtrusive as possible.

On Jasper’s side, he’s kinda got similar issues going on. Because she and David have this whole relationship at the camp, and he’s lowkey terrified that she’s just there for the cute camp man and takes his weird, much-less-attractive boyfriend because she has to. Because … well, if David wasn’t here, there’s no way someone that pretty would fall even for his indescribable charm and cute face. But on the other hand, he’s gotten used to David’s painfully direct “let’s talk about our feelings!” bullshit, and he can’t stand watching Davey worry about them, fluttering back and forth trying to make sure neither of them feel awkward (and totally making things much more awkward) and practically biting a hole through his bottom lip out of stress. 

So probably one day he hangs back, lets David and Max take over grocery shopping — and that’s a clear sign of devotion, that he’ll rely on those two to buy a week’s worth of food knowing that it’ll be 90% candy and chips — and wanders into her room. He sits down on her bed, takes a deep breath, and blurts out … everything he’s been thinking, probably since long before they actually met face-to-face, back when she was just this girl who made David gush like a little kid with his first crush, how Jasp was halfway in love with her just based on what he’d heard. And then he met her and … wow, okay, he gets it, holy shit she’s rad. (And neither of them are good at talking, so I feel like they both sort of babble over each other for a solid 5 minutes and then just make out like the ridiculous emotional teenagers they are, all but in actual age.)

plans spontaneous trips

Neither of them. Gwen hates spontaneity, Jasper hates planning, and neither of them have much use for trips. They’re more of a “let’s lay on the couch and bitch about The Bachelor” kinda nerds.