#jay creamy

[incorrectmisfits]

Mason: What’s up? I’m back.

Jay: I literally saw you die. You died. You were dead.

Mason: Death is a social construct.

[misfitsapocalypseau]

Mikey's Headcanons (long post i'm sorry shsjsjs)

Mason:

- keeps his teddy with him (usually in his backpack).

- anxiety is rough with him, but Jay & Cam help a lot with it.

- talks away his nervousness, so he'll just rant about random subjects when he's scared.

- looks up to cam a whole ton. he trusts cam the most out of everyone.

- he doesn't like to kill, but prefers using a gun if he has to.

- he loves listening to matt talk about his guns.

- jay singing and a hug from Cam & Toby calms him down tons.

- always eats the junk food that is gathered.

Matt:

- sad uncle

- guns guns guns!! (he loves them)(and names them)(one is named Steve)

- he jokes around, but is one of the more serious ones

- darkest fucking bags under his eyes rip

- he's in charge of the weapons. ammo, what they use and what they save, all that.

- matt is sort of reckless when it comes to the others. he'd gladly sacrifice himself for anyone in the group.

- his depression gets to him, but he hides it pretty well. only Swagger really knows much about it.

- on that note, swagger is the only one he really talks to about his depression

- almost never sleeps, always wanting to help keep an eye out. he really only sleeps when fitz forces him to, or when he falls asleep out of exhaustion.

Toby:

- despite it being the end of the world, he's still a queen

- he's in charge of food supplies and such.

- he really doesn't like using guns, instead preferring basically anything quieter. he sometimes scolds matt on using guns (if they don't have silencers).

- he still has some nail polish that he carries in his backpack, painting his and the others nails once in awhile.

- basically the medic of the group

- usually the voice of reason

Cam:

- the leader/strategist

- complete dad of the group

- also the most collected of the group

- takes care of everyone, making sure they're as happy as they can be

- he knows full well about matt's depression, and how bad it gets. even if matt won't talk to him about it, he supports him silently with hugs and such.

- in terms of mason's anxiety, he's a main anchor for the younger one.

- he keeps mason & jay in line, keeping them serious when they need to be and such. on that note, he keeps them out of trouble when he can.

- lots of nightmares :/

Jay:

- sings to cheer the boys up

- he's in charge of clothes and items of that sort.

- he always brushes his hair, no matter what. gotta keep up what personal hygiene he can, ya know? lol

- he's not too good with weapons, and zombies slightly terrify him. though he practices shooting with matt a lot

- basically toby's apprentice when it comes to being the medic of the group. he helps a lot in that sense.

- very reliable with everything

- gets pretty overwhelmed easily

Swagger:

- crazy uncle

- his helmet is a comfort for him. he doesn't wear it when they're outside, as it limits his vision, but he wears it when he can.

- still the jokester out of the group. he'll crack jokes just to make the boys laugh.

- better with long range weapons like rifles or snipers

- the main one to go on supply runs. fitz usually joins him

- super resourceful

- has really bad trust issues, even with the boys

- impulsive as all hell oof

[misfitscollegeau-blog]

Ship Headcanons (College AU):

McZuckles/Cruckles(Mason & Jay):

• Constant arguing, but really it’s hardly ever harsh

• Mason wearing Jay’s mask...

• Neither of them are big on PDA

• Although when Mason gets anxious, Jay will become super protective and like,,,, side hug Mason if not completely smother him

• Jay singing for Mason,,

• Slow dancing in the middle of the night to stupid music

• Jay coming up, hugging Mason from behind, kissing his neck and leaving lmao (which leaves a very flustered Mason behind)

• Mason’s anxiety rubs off on Jay, so they’re usually both anxious at the same time and so they’ll just hide out on Jay’s bed all day instead of going to classes

• They go on little dates to the cafe every Saturday (if they have time)

[incorrectmisfits]

Fitz: Hello, people who do not live here.

Swagger: Hey.

Mason: Hi.

Toby: Hello.

Jay: Hey!

Fitz: I gave you the key for emergencies!

Matt: We were out of Crofters.

[incorrectmisfits]

Swagger, dressed all fancy: Okay Mason... well- how do I look?

Mason: With your eyes

Swagger: I-I... not literally!

Jay: OH, HOW THE TABLES HAVE TURNED-

[misfitsapocalypseau]

Apocalypse au Aesthetic- ree (once more)

Jay uwu, He's half emo half orange.

[misfitscollegeau-blog]

New Years Drabble

Words: 627

Notes: Hiya, I kinda hate this and this is only my like? Third time? Posting my writing anywhere so go easy on me lol. I’d love feedback though! Feedback is always welcome. Anyways, this is a little New Years Drabble (I know, it’s late lmao) about Matt and how he met Jay (Jay doesn’t remember much of this night, just saying that now ahandh). It gives you a little insight on how Matt was doing before he met his friends ajqndjd. It’s sorta messy and such bc my ADHD was acting up but I wanted to get this out so like? Whatever lol. Sorry, this is getting long. Please enjoy <3

Notes 2.0: Also! I didn’t have a beta reader so! Sorry if there’s any mistakes and such <33

———

New year, new me, right? That’s how the saying went, and if that was true, Matt was ready for it to be a New Year already.

His year had been pretty bad. He had started college, and it was way harder than he expected, which meant a lot of extra stress for the poor man. Stress meant getting drunk, or high, way too much. Drinking and smoking too much meant a lot of bad trips. Basically, Matt had a horrible year. He hadn’t even gotten any friends, so he had been spending the year drunk and alone. He left all his friends back home, or online. The student council, which he was apart of, didn’t count as friends.

Fuck, now that he thinks about it, he truly had a horrible year.

“Hey,” came a shout, startling him out of his thoughts. It could hardly be heard over the blaring music of the party. Matt turned his head, blinking at the man in front of him. “Hi,” he replied, forcing a slight smile, “do you need anything? It’s almost 12, shouldn’t you be finding someone to kiss or some shit?” He asked, stumbling slightly and leaning against the wall. He wasn’t drunk, just tipsy. At least that’s what he told himself.

The man in front of him laughed and ran a hand through his hair, ignoring what Matt said. “I’m Jay.” He shouted again, shuffling closer to the other. “You’re Matt, right? Bordie, from your student council shit? Yeah, she made me come over here. My date wandered off so now I don’t have anyone to spend the end of the year with. You’re cute so...” he trailed off, his cheeks flushed a light pink as he watched Matt.

It took a minute for Matt to process what was being said. He chuckled softly, shaking his head and staring at the other man in confusion. “What?” He asked, laughing again. This was... strange?

Sudden yelling went off in the room full of people. A mix of people starting to count down to ten, others cheering, and some yelling out of not having someone to share their New Years kiss with. At that moment, time seemed to slow down for Matt. Jay smiled sweetly at him, curling a hand around the back of his neck, the other one cupping his cheek. “May I?” He asked quietly, getting a small nod from Matt in return.

Matt could feel his face was flushed red, but he didn’t mind too much, focusing on the other man instead. He let his eyes flicker shut, his hands staying put awkwardly at his sides as Jay leaned forward and connected their lips.

Matt sighed softly, melting into the embrace and moving along with the other. Jay deepened the kiss, for just a moment, before he pulled away.

Matt let another little sigh escape past his lips before he blinked open his eyes, staring owlishly at the other. Jay giggled lowly, dropping his hands away from Matt. “Thanks,” he paused, stepping back and eyeing the other man. He pulled a pen out of his pocket, grabbing Matt’s arm and scribbling some numbers down. “Text me sometime, I’ll buy you coffee or something, mate.” He paused to smile sheepishly up at the other. “I’ll see you around, yeah?”

Nodding along to Jay’s words and staring dumbly, Matt watched as Jay winked and disappeared back into the crowd of people.

“Oh,” Matt mumbled, his fingers reaching up to brush against his lips. He laughed softly, mentally high-fiving himself as a large grin spread across his face. He was just kissed by a cute guy, and the year was over. Perhaps that was a sign that this year would be better; maybe even good. New year, new me, right?

[misfitscollegeau-blog]

Wowie, look at that, I’m starting a Misfits College AU ;0