#lovebug rtc

[whiteraventruther]

@hiyahezralamb asked for a longer list of my lovebugbite hcs so here they r :3

hank and astrid have the shittiest sleep schedules, trishna goes to bed at 8:30 every night

atleast once a week they all sit together and read in silence (hank likes romance, trishna likes nonfiction, and astrid likes action)

trishna cleans astrid's room everytime she's there just bc she finds it fun

hank wears pretty dresses and his girlfriends both tell him all about how pretty he is

they like to go out into the woods near uranium and sit by a little creek together

they all like REALLY different music from eachother so they occasionally fight over what they play

trishna paints hank and astrid's nails pretty colors

hank carries around pretty bandaides for his little sister (a silly oc of mine and my pookie bears),, but he always ends up having to give some to astrid and trishna

hank has a pinterest board for things that remind him of his girlfriends

hank and trishna love pda,, astrid doesn't but she acts like she does bc it annoys ocean and makes the other 2 happy

trishna has a polaroid camera that she takes a few pictures of them with every once and a while

all 3 of them wanna get a kitty together SO bad

they have matching lockets bc hank thought it would be cute (it most definitely is cute)

they pass notes all the time,, they all keep every single note they get

trishna picks flowers for them

they call eachother all the time (ocean and astrid share a room and ocean thinks them calling is the most annoying thing)

astrid draws hank and trishna a lot

[bird-likes-to-fandom]

for day 3/prompt 8 of @ride-the-cyclober - couples costumes!

have a little lovebug <3

fun fact! trishna is dressed as a red admiral butterfly, and she hand painted the wings herself!

[sleepboysummer]

dont talk to me im hank+trishna posting

[meowydoe]

She(Astrid & Trishna)’s everything. He(Hank)’s just Ken.

[sydneyofalltrades]

new oneshot req up!

for fans of cut character ships, it’s Hank and Trishna!

[whiteraventruther]

hank johnson would definitely be a middle school history teacher who's also writing a cute romance novel (his wives r a scientist and a member of a punk rock band)

[whiteraventruther]

i'm going feral over astrid, hank, and trishna someone please talk to me about them

[sydneyofalltrades]

We’re getting lovestruck Moni today hehe enjoy

Moni had only been at this school for two months, and was finding it increasingly difficult to keep it together.

Not only did she hate the school, but after school choir practice with a 90 year old man who’s hearing was always deteriorating and Ocean who doesn’t know when to shut up is a bother enough.

So waking up one Monday morning to an alarm screaming at her made her already cranky ass even more pissed.

Noel shut off the alarm and rubbed his eyes. “Morning, Mon.”

She threw his pillow at him. “I hate the morning,” she responded.

They both got ready and made something to eat, sitting at the table in a daze.

“Ugh, I’m too high for this,” Moni said, her head swimming.

“You shouldn’t have gone to sleep at 1AM then,” Noel remarked snidely. Moni glared at him.

They got to school like normal, meeting up with the choir and going about their days. Moni kept to herself, doodling in her now decorated sketchbook.

Lunch came and Moni sat alone for once, still feeling incredibly slow from lack of sleep. The others were all too energetic, and she couldn’t handle it.

She just stared at her lunch tray, exhaustion piling up by the second.

“Excuse me? Are you okay?”

Moni looked up slowly. “Huh?”

The guy standing in front of her was frowning in concern. “Are. You. Okay?”

Moni blinked. She wasn’t sure. Those startling green eyes were practically shining, although it could just be her exhaustion.

“I don’t know, truthfully,” she said, and covered her mouth. Her accent was practically gargled in her throat.

The guy sat next to her. “Do you need rest? You seem disoriented,” he said, and Moni nodded.

“Probably shouldn’t have went to bed at 1AM last night,” she said with a shrug. She could see the choir in her peripheral, whispering amongst themselves.

“Well, you probably shouldn’t have,” the guy agreed, “Is there anything I can do to help?”

Moni shrugged again. “Nah, but thanks for trying. I’m Monique, by the way.”

She took out her hand and he shook it. “Mason. You’re Noel’s sister, right?”

Moni nodded slowly. Mason smiled.

“He and I did a poetry slam in seventh grade. Won first place.”

Moni smiled. “Oh, nice.”

The bell rang and they both jumped.

“I have to go,” Moni said quickly, “If I’m late to another Science class, the principal’s gonna have my head.”

Mason helped her get her books. “No worries. Guess I’ll see you around?”

Moni nodded. “Yeah, sure. Nice to meet you.”

She saw his smile and it made her falter. It was so radiant, so beautiful.

It’s precisely why she smacked her face against the door.

“Merde!”

She ran to class, found her spot, and rubbed her cheek frantically.

Then she grinned like a child as she saw Mason walk into the classroom.

Then she stopped. And felt a sense of despair.

Goddamnit, she was falling in love.