#arc!!

- despite being taller, jay really likes being held by tim. he feels safe in his arms and it gives him a chance to be close to tim

- they’re always touching in one way or another, whether that’s holding hands, leaning against each other, tim pressing his hand to the small of jay’s back, hugging from behind, or resting their head/chin on the other’s shoulder, they’re practically inseparable

- sometimes jay will walk up to tim and gently butt his head into tim's shoulder or back, it's one of those affectionate little headbops. though on darker days, he'll just press his face into tim’s upper back and stand there quietly until tim turns around and hugs him

- they have so many nicknames for each other (both serious and joking)

- tim’s favourite is “[baby] bear” and jay’s is “lovebug”

- when they're resting together, they sometimes alternate on who's snuggling who. jay likes the tactile feel of tim's hair (it's really soft and nice, jay appreciates it a lot) and will run his finger's through tim's hair. since tim has the stim where he does the same sort of gentle combing-scratching, it lulls tim to sleep REALLY fast, practically knocks him out.

- jay is not above using that when tim's stressed in order to get him to sleep.

- after rough days, they like to lie down and take turns listening to each other's breathing and heartbeats. keeps them both grounded and content kind of like “i'm here, i can hear you, alive and well beneath me”

- jay has a habit of wordlessly climbing into tim’s lap when he gets upset, burrowing into his arms, and hiding his face in tim’s neck. tim will rub his back and murmur quiet words of support to him, and kiss away his tears if jay starts crying

all pronouns very pog

boutta just become eret huh

(for @archaicnightfall)

- brian met jay in one of his classes, then introduced jay to tim a while later

- in their film class, brian and jay worked on projects together, so there’s a bunch of little shorts out there that the two of them made

- tim originally thought jay was too overeager, but he saw how happy brian was when they hung out together & changed his mind

- when they found out they’d all be working on marble hornets together, they were all thrilled

- tim and jay started hanging out more and more even outside of filming marble hornets, and brian was super excited that they were becoming friends

- brian actually invited them all over to have a sleepover together, and even despite tim’s insistence that it was “so childish,” they all really enjoyed themselves

here ya go arc!!

it wasn’t incredibly often that jay got to see the hooded person (who he’d dubbed “hoody” or just "hoods"), but this time when they broke into his & tim’s home, something felt different.

jay was sitting on the couch, flipping through bad daytime tv channels, when he felt a hand on his shoulder. he almost jumped out of his skin at the touch, but settled down a bit when he realized who it was. he’d since learned that hoody wasn’t a threat to them, but rather a strange cryptid set out to help with their mission.

“hey,” jay said to them, "what are you doing here?"

like usual, they said nothing, but gestured to the space next to him on the couch.

"you want to sit with me? we can watch tv together," jay offered.

hoody nodded enthusiastically, plopping down beside the man. jay laughed at their eagerness, and made some room for the cryptid.

"we're watching court shows, i hope that's okay with you." hoody scooched up close to jay, butting their head against his shoulder. jay got the hint, and lifted his arm to let hoody bury themself into his side.

jay chuckled at the tv, "these shows are so trashy, i love them."

hoody chirped in agreement, draping their legs over jay's lap. jay stroked over the soft material of their tan sweatshirt soothingly, and the cryptid made an almost purring noise, which surprised and amused jay, so he kept at it. they soon fell into a lull of silence, cuddled up together & occasionally snorting at dumb moments in the show.

after an hour or so of shitty court tv drama, jay piped up.

"hoods?" the cryptid looked up at jay, "you know you don't have to wear the mask around me, right?"

hoody nodded, keeping the mask on but lowering the hood, and leaned back against jay's shoulder.

jay noticed the hooded person was starting to get tired, their breaths getting slower and heavier, and turned the tv down a few notches. yawning, jay began to doze off himself he maneuvered slightly so he could lay down more, careful to not wake the sleepy cryptid.

soon enough, the pair were fully asleep to the sound of the tv soothing them like a lullaby.

—

"hey jay, i'm home!" tim called as he opened the door. turning into the living room, he saw the hooded person curled up against jay's side, jay's arms wrapped around them.

"looks like we have a guest, huh?" he said to himself, going to fetch a blanket from the linen closet.