#woodcrest

⁠━━━ ．°˖✧ 🎀˚₊ ⊹ When Granddad first saw you, he swore up and down you were a gift from heaven itself. His sweet baby girl finally someone in the house who wouldn’t break things, start fights, or quote Marx during dinner

⁠━━━ ．°˖✧ 🎀˚₊ ⊹ He spoiled you rotten from day one. New shoes, cookies before dinner, extra TV time all of it meanwhile, Huey and Riley sat on the couch side eyeing granddad ⁠━━━ ．°˖✧ 🎀˚₊ ⊹ “Granddad… she’s literally three. She can’t even read.” “I don’t care! She don’t talk back! That’s already more than I can say for you two.” "I'm six...?"

⁠━━━ ．°˖✧ 🎀˚₊ ⊹ Huey pretends you’re “just another distraction from his work,” but secretly he makes sure you’re always safe and fed first

⁠━━━ ．°˖✧ 🎀˚₊ ⊹. You’ll be coloring next to him while he writes his next essay about social injustice and he’ll quietly hand you more crayons without saying a word

⁠━━━ ．°˖✧ 🎀˚₊ ⊹. For Riley the minute you could walk, he was like, “Aight lil sis, time to learn the hustle.” You’re his partner in crime until he gets caught, then it’s “Nah, she ain’t even involved"

⁠━━━ ．°˖✧ 🎀˚₊ ⊹. Riley is the only person that does your hair properly.. other then Jasmine of course

⁠━━━ ．°˖✧ 🎀˚₊ ⊹. Riley had no clue what he was doing at first kept pulling too hard and acting like you were the problem “Stop movin’, you makin’ it harder!” "GRANDADD-" "AYE DONT BE A SNITCH" But after a few tries (and some yelling from you), he got surprisingly good at it.

⁠━━━ ．°˖✧ 🎀˚₊ ⊹. Braids a little uneven? Sure. But he’ll slap some beads at the end, hype you up, and say, “See? You look fire!”

⁠━━━ ．°˖✧ 🎀˚₊ ⊹. Huey teaches you self defense the first thing he does when he starts the first lesson like it’s a military operation “Discipline, focus, awareness.” You're staring at him wondering why is he teaching a six year old how to rock someone's shit

⁠━━━ ．°˖✧ 🎀˚₊ ⊹. The three of you once tried to cook dinner for Granddad. It ended in smoke alarms and takeout, but he still called it “the best meal ever.”

⁠━━━ ．°˖✧ 🎀˚₊ ⊹. Huey reads you bedtime stories that somehow turn into history lessons

⁠━━━ ．°˖✧ 🎀˚₊ ⊹. Once, a kid pushed you on the playground the next day, Huey showed up early to “observe” recess. That kid never pushed anyone again

⁠━━━ ．°˖✧ 🎀˚₊ ⊹. Granddad lets you get away with everything. Broke a vase? “That’s okay, baby.” Riley touches it? “BOY YOU GON’ PAY FOR THAT"

⁠━━━ ．°˖✧ 🎀˚₊ ⊹. You asked Riley to help with your homework once big mistake. “Aight, 2+2 is… like, 8, right?” Huey had to intervene before your report card started to burst into flames

⁠━━━ ．°˖✧ 🎀˚₊ ⊹. Riley is your favorite to play with, but Huey is your favorite when you can’t sleep He’ll sit on the floor next to your bed, reading until you drift off

⁠━━━ ．°˖✧ 🎀˚₊ ⊹. You and Riley fight over the dumbest things who gets the last juice box? Who controls the remote? Who used whose brush? Huey just sits there sipping tea like, “And people wonder why I have trust issues.

⁠━━━ ．°˖✧ 🎀˚₊ ⊹. One time, Riley snatched your favorite snack, so you used one of Huey’s self-defense moves on him Riley hit the floor like, “Ayo she just mortal kombat-ed me!” Huey didn’t even look up from his book

⁠━━━ ．°˖✧ 🎀˚₊ ⊹ It always starts small Riley blasting music too loud, Huey trying to concentrate, and you sitting on the couch minding your business. Until suddenly Huey yells, “Riley, turn that noise down!” and Riley just ignores him

━━━ ．°˖✧ 🎀˚₊ ⊹ You try to stay out of it at first. You really do but then Huey turns to you like, “(Y/N), tell him it’s too loud.” Riley spins around “Don’t listen to him! Tell him it’s fire!” and now you’re in the middle of a political debate over Thugnificent’s new mixtape

━━━ ．°˖✧ 🎀˚₊ ⊹ Hanging out with Jasmine is your favorite part of the week. She always shows up with snacks, a new story about her dad, and at least three friendship bracelets for you “because matching is important!”

⁠━━━ ．°˖✧ 🎀˚₊ ⊹. Granddad tried to take a “family picture” once Riley refused to smile, Huey looked like he was plotting a coup, and you were grinning with missing teeth Granddad printed that picture out and hung it in the living room anyway

Choji Tomiyama

You believe you’ve healed enough and so here you are going through all the photos and memories from your relationship with Choji. That’s what led you to the footage of the ‘kiss him and see if he melts’ trend you guys did.

You were at home that day trying out new recipes, if they went well, you and Choji would have something to eat that night during your movie marathon ritual. The thought spurred you on with renewed motivation until your phone rang breaking the spell. It was Choji and he notified you that he still had some things to straighten out at Shishitoren and would be a little late. A bit bummed out, you finish cooking and sat on your phone waiting for him.

You were watching the ‘Kissing him to see if he melts into it’ trend an hour later when he called again to let you know he was close by, so you decided why not do it now. He finally walks through the door, apologetic eyes frantically scanning for you. Turning on the lamp and emerging from your watch point in the darkness, you fix him with that half angry, half sulking look you do and he’s quickly making his way to you spewing apology after apology.

“Lift your arms” This brings him to an abrupt halt.

“Is this punishment? Do you accept my apology at least”

“Lift your hands above your head” He obeys and you approach him silently. Once you’re close enough, he lowered his hands on instinct, reaching for your waist.

“Cho…” Your voice taking a warning tone.

“Okay, okay, sorry” Your hands find its place on his cheek and out of your peripherals you see his hand slowly coming down and you sigh.

“But I’m not touching you though”

“That wasn’t the instruction” You sigh and kiss him. He doesn’t waste time before taking charge, wrapping his arms around you and deepening the kiss. You attempt to pull away because there’s nothing left to prove, he would melt under no pressure, but he pulls you back in pecking you all over your face and neck, whispering “I’m so sorry” in between pecks until you're giggling uncontrollably. The video ends with you screaming “I forgive you!!!!” while reaching for your phone and his “Are you sure?” as he trails behind you.

You laugh to yourself when the video ends, reminiscing. He was such a brat.

Huey Freeman

You’ve been stewing with the idea for a while. In your defence, you were so bored. After being inside for so long, even your phone gets boring. Well why don’t you just move? Well it seemed someone opened the doors of hell and forgot to close it behind them this summer break and you’d sooner sell your soul than leave this air-conditioned room and into the heat outside. It was one of those episodes where the Freeman household was the only one on the street with the AC working so people were starting to trickle in.

Due to this Huey preferred staying in his room and he was currently in the kitchen grabbing some ice lollies. This gave you ample time to decide on hopping on the trend and setting up your phone to record. Huey returns grumbling whilst holding a single lolly.

“What happened?”

“Grandad”

“Right, we can just share that one.”

Getting up from your spot and grabbing the lolly, you place it aside turning to him and he quirks an eyebrow, suspicious of you already and you roll your eyes.

“Down boy, trust me this is an experiment. Okay arms outstretched above your head” He complies without fuss; the heat must be getting to him.

He seemed slightly distracted but the moment you’re in his personal space, his attention is back on you, as he tries to guess where you’re going with this. Once your lips connect, he hesitates because of course he’s seen your phone set up in the corner. Though he is quick to abandon his apprehensions and melt into the kiss. Eyes shut momentarily, left hand coming to wrap around your waist, lifting you to your tippy toes. Then his right hand is reaching for the phone to stop the recording.

The last things on the recording are him lifting you off the ground and an ‘EW’ from Riley who happened on the scene.

Jabber Wonger

You have been with the Raiders for a while now, you have your own room at base, partake in training sessions and experiments with Zodyls, you’ve also mingled with everyone, and they’re actually good people. The initial fear of joining the group was almost ridiculous. Despite your newfound ‘freedom’ you still seek proximity with Jabber, so you spend the better parts of your free time in his room, running tests and what not. So, it’s no surprise to him at least when you suggest a new test.

You were in Jabbers room as usual waiting for him to complete a mission, he was retrieving a series of clocks or something. Out of boredom you decide to try the ‘kiss him to see if he melts into it’ trend that everyone's been buzzing about. Firstly, checking in with him on the choker about his arrival, then setting up the recording device you received from Cthoni in a corner of the room and then using the remaining time to summon the courage to pull it off. “He’s dense so he wouldn’t think anything of it”.

He finally arrives and all the courage vanishes.

“So? What’s up?”

“Um there’s this test that’s been going around and I wanted to try it with you”

“Oh, a new toxin? What is it? Tetrodotoxin?”

“You’ll see” He looked so syked, murmuring to himself, it made her feel bad to let him down.

“Shut up and raise your hands well above your head” He complies

After a deep breath, you just go for it. Eyes shut tight, lips clumsily on his while holding onto his face. For several moments there’s no reaction and you didn’t dare open your eyes to check, though the feeling of rejection started to rise until you felt choked. Meanwhile as you were in your feelings, Jabber was fighting a different battle. When you slammed your lips on his, he wasn’t sure what to do but after soon after once your lips began moving against his and your hands relocated from his jaw to the back of this neck, his hands came down and he had the overwhelming urge to hold you as well. Though he did not know why. So, what did he do? He stayed put after all this was a test and his masochist pleasure that came from denying himself comfort was at an all-time high.

You broke the kiss just as roughly as you initiated it, tears briming your water line. Avoiding eye contact, you reached up to the top shelf in the corner grabbed your device and left without another word. Jabber was beyond confused to say the least, but you left him with some emotions that he would need to unpack. You also left him with an injury after biting him lip with the intention to punish but it had the opposite effect.