Heyy!! Can you please do Hannah/Josh/Beth racing to the bathroom to take a bath? Like they’re throwing pillows at each other, hip checking into nearby furniture, just being dorks
And in their fight to be first, Sam managed to sneak past and now they have to deal with the fact that they’ll have to wait 4-5 hours before being able to take a bath
If it hadn't been for the (low-effort, stupid, unfair, lucky) way Hannah had managed to take his knees out at the base of the staircase, he would've been the first one there - no doubt in his mind. Alas, his sisters were wily, if nothing else, and so they'd acted with their freaky twin-telepathy bullshit to hamstring him early in the game.
Not that it would do them any good.
Hannah's little kick to the back of his legs, Beth's (admittedly very accurate) throw pillow...uh...throw, they had both been absolutely demolished by his spot-on impression of Dad showing up announced, and now, as they were still peering over the railing waiting to see his glorious bald spot coming into view, Josh took the lead, all but tumbling into the master bathroom to claim his -
"Uh, occupied?" Sam said, pausing in front of the bath tub mid-sweater removal to gawk at his (no doubt incredibly unhinged) entrance.
"Sammy, I do not have time to explain," he said, trying his best not to laugh as he heard the girls' furious footsteps getting closer and closet, "but I swear on all that is holy, if you let me into that tub, I will wash your back like nobody's business."
Hii, do you have any UD hcs? (It could be anything I don’t care 😭)
Hiii!
Sorry for the late reply. I fell into a nap and then had to make food, but ideas were ruminating while cooking soo here's a few!
Sam is a horse girl. As in: loves horses and loves to go horseback riding.
Mike and Chris both played basketball in highschool, (where Matt was a football player ofc). Mike voluntarily, Chris was forced into it by his parents. Josh did boxing for a little bit.
Jessica watches Americas Next Top Model religously.
Josh... I love Josh but-- he was absolutely a "where my hug at" guy for a short period of time. 😭 Thankfully he grew out of it. (AKA: His sisters told him it wasn't cool.)
Chirs is for sure an Apple fanboy.
While she doesn't like horror movies, Ashley does enjoy reading horror stories. (She likes experiencing them in a calm and queit settting. Not told by her friends in an exaggerated way that freaks her out lol.)
Emily was the first girl Mike really loved and I don't think he's ever stopped loving her.
I could see Beth either having pet rats, or pet snakes. Which is where Josh's fear of the two could come into play.
Hannah was big into YA novels. Definitely loved vampire romances.
Josh sleepwalks/sleeptalks.
I think Emily might also be rich, but her family does not have the same wealth as the Washingtons.
Matt is the most responsible when it comes to drinking in the group. He will offer water to those who he thinks are taking it too far, and makes sure trash cans are around just in case.
April Fools is a CHAOTIC holiday for the whole group. Everyone tries to one up the other and compete for the best prank.
Aaaand that's all I got for now! Hopefully they were interesting enough! 😄💖
ooh, free rein! sure sure. josh + chris are def the characters i most frequently rotate in my mind, so some stuff about them off the top of my head...
josh
film studies major. i must admit i don't adhere to the psych major he's given in canon, though director/producer roles aren't my first choice for him either. he goes all-in on tangible stuff for his prank, so i put him in the practical effects arena.
artist in his spare time, but big surprise he's cagey about it. like, chris sees josh's sketchbook in josh's room all the time, but he's never actually looked inside.
with both movie sfx + art, josh is practical > digital, and he only dips into digital effects or art when he absolutely needs to. i just think he's a tactile sort of guy who prefers to make things with his hands, so creating on a screen alone doesn't give him the same satisfaction.
on social media in that he has accounts, but they're sporadically active at best. he can be slow to respond to texts/dms and his responses can be short, which gives off the impression that he's disengaged or bored. he isn't, he just doesn't want to be on his phone.
this is a longstanding hc of mine that i've absolutely mentioned before, but: designed hannah's butterfly tattoo! didn't really understand why, he was like you know your tattoo artist can do one for you, right. but she insisted, and he obliged.
gay as fuck. realized young, came out young, very comfortable. as demonstrated by the fact that, much to everyone's annoyance, he wears shirts that say shit like 'employee of the month at the dick sucking factory' in public.
chris
ok, so i've reached the point where the chris in my mind looks different enough that i get a little jumpscared when i see him in-game LMAO. i hc him both taller and heavier. he's gotta be at least 6 ft. and a chris hartley who's thin is no chris hartley at all. not to me.
does not come from money, like lower middle class. i have two totally different hcs about his family that both feel real to me: one is that he's an only child, his parents divorced when he was a kid (old enough to understand, but not quite a teenager), and he lives with his mom. the other is that his parents are not divorced, and he has a big family - lots of siblings. i've been going with the former in my fic lately, but both work for me. the constant is that his family's economic situation is more precarious than most people in the friend group, and family trips with (and funded by) the washingtons were his primary vacations.
has adhd. i find 'always on his phone bc he just loooves technology' less interesting than 'always on his phone bc he has existing attention problems.' this went undiagnosed for a while, and his performance in school suffered for it.
speaking of, he is not all-around school smart. like, emily may have strengths and weaknesses (even if she'd never admit them), but she can swing As across the board. chris cannot. he's getting good grades in classes that interest him or cater to his solution-oriented brain, but he's terrible in any class where there's no right answer. english, art - he does not get it. love him to death but his media literacy is Bad
bi as fuck, but it was a journey. thought he was straight for a long time, dismissing any attraction to men as a 'who hasn't had gay thoughts' kind of thing. i think it took him a while to come to terms with it bc he had a lot of internalized shit to work through. if a friend came out as bi, he'd have been like cool 👍 but him? surely not! he got there eventually though.
wowee this is long. as a lil bonus hc for another character, i'll add that i don't think jess went to college - i think she went to a hair/beauty school. she loves what a social job it is, getting to chit chat with clients all day, and like josh, she does best when she's working with her hands.
Hey again! Can you do the twins firmly dejecting the fact that that act like Josh and immediately after do something only Josh would do
"Oh definitely," she said into the phone, caught between grinning and gagging the longer he bought into it, "just give me, um - " a quick rustle as she pretended to glance at her watch, " - fifteen minutes, tops, and I'll be there!" Beth giggled and cooed through the goodbyes, and the second - the instant - he hung up, let the whole act drop, groaning even as she got to her feet.
"Has anyone told you that your Hannah impression's getting super good?" Chris asked, suddenly hanging in her doorframe like the barnacle he was. "If you haven't flaunted that bad boy in front of Josh yet, you really should...I think he'd be - "
"If you want to keep your teeth, you will not say 'proud,'" she threatened, shooting him a look while lacing her shoes; and no, to his credit, he didn't say it, but she could feel it in the weight of his stupid eyes, so she explained, "I heard through the grapevine that our beloved class president already has a Homecoming date, but wouldn't you know it, now he's ring-a-ding-dinging my sister's phone, so I just figured, hey, if he thinks he can mess with people, then so the fuck can I."
Chris's eyebrows were high as she pushed past him, but he only got as far as opening his mouth before she snapped, "Shut up - it's different!"
Happy Pride! Can you do Beth coming out to her siblings and they’re like “we’ve been knew” and Beth’s annoyed bc she spent a long time making a heartfelt coming out (she even made a little presentation and everything) #allwashingtonsareattentionseekers
"If you keep flicking your eyes back and forth like that, you're gonna give yourself a headache. Halfway to giving me one, I'll tell you that much..."
"No I w - I'm not! I'm not doing that!"
"Oh yes you are. You keep looking between us like one of those cheesy old cat clocks. It's making me dizzy."
"I'm not - !"
"You're making me dizzy, Han."
As far as sibling-meetings went, Beth guessed this one could've been off to a worse start. It could've been off to a better one, too, but she knew how to cut her losses - especially tonight, when her stomach was already a little twisty. "Josh is right," she sighed, plunking down onto the loveseat, "you look like you think I'm about to murder you or something."
"Maim, at least," Josh snickered.
Hannah frowned. "I do not."
"At least!"
Instead of rolling her eyes or calling them morons - her usual way of going about things - Beth clapped her hands together once and forced her focus onto the middle-distance. It was how she'd been practicing, and like hell was she about to mess with that. Once she started, she knew, she'd just have to keep going until she'd said everything she needed to say, and if she got caught up on how they were looking at her, well...that might take a while. "I'm sure you're both wondering why I'm being weird tonight."
"Now that you mention it..."
"You aren't going to maim us, are you?"
"If you don't stop interrupting me, I might." She took a deep breath, focused twice as hard on the very edge of Mom's worst decorative pillow, and did it. Just...did it. "I'm dating someone. And I wanted you guys to know about it first and hear it from me, and not be, like, shocked when it turns out they're - " Fuck, why was her face getting so hot?!
Her pause must've lasted longer than it felt in her head, because her wonderful siblings stepped in to help her along.
"...imaginary?" Josh teased.
"...color-blind?" Hannah asked.
"Color-bl - what?" That did it. Their idiocy snapped her out of her head and she turned to them, eyes narrowed, trying to make heads or tails of what was going on in their brains. "Why would that...no, fuck that, I'm not asking - they're a girl, okay? A girl. I'm dating. A girl." Beth let them take the revelation in for a beat, then spread her hands out in a lame little ta-da. "I like girls. I've always liked girls. I - "
"Oh," Hannah said, and then shrugged, her entire body relaxing as she quit fretting long enough to grab the popcorn bowl off the coffee table.
Beth blinked. Reeled. Repeated "Oh?" and that's when Josh snorted.
"Did you...oh holy shit, you thought we didn't know. Quick, Han, surprised face! Just like we practiced!" He paused just long enough to pull a frankly horrendous Home Alone gasp then went right back to laughing like the dick he was. "Who do you think you're talking to, B? Huh? Obviously we know your swing is swung by the fairer sex - Hannah's your fucking twin and I've been reading your diary since you were ten. You wanna shock us with something, try a little harder next time."
For a moment, just the one, she felt the strangest sense of disappointment. Not that they were handling it so well, obviously - for that she was immensely relieved - but that they weren't surprised?! That she hadn't gotten a reaction out of them?! That she'd been gearing herself up to have this conversation for weeks and they barely even blinked?! No! Absolutely the fuck not.
This was her night!
Time to pull out the big guns.
"It's Sam," she said, loud and clear and full of shitty younger sibling pride. "I'm dating Sam."
"MY BEST FRIEND?!" Hannah sputtered, whirling around so quickly she nearly fell off the couch. "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!"
Across the way, Josh's eyes narrowed. "The girl I've been crushing on?! Oh, that's low. Even by my standards that's low."
"Like I said," Beth teased as she snuggled herself up nice and cozy in the loveseat, her worries a million miles away, "I thought it'd be best if you heard it from me. But don't worry, I'll totally make sure you guys get front row seats to our wedding."
Hiii can you do 5+1 times Mike made Emily feel jealous (flirting with Jess/Hannah) and the one time Jess made Mike feel jealous (that scene where Jess asks if Josh can join)
It wasn't that he thought it was funny, the way Em would purse her lips and scowl whenever he leaned in a little too close to talk to Hannah, but...well, okay, maybe he did. And it wasn't that there was a part of him that enjoyed how snippy she'd get when he made vague mentions of meeting Sam at the gym bright and early, except...yeah, maybe there was. Which made it easier to admit (in a way) that it had turned into a game over time, one that he could only ever win and she could only ever lose, her face darkening when he murmured something under his breath to Jess or dropped Ashley a wink from across the room or made a point of reaching over to fix the charm of Beth's necklace from turning over.
It would've been different if he'd flinched every time she talked to someone else, but he didn't, so he hadn't seen the point; he didn't get jealous, he didn't sit around worrying that he'd be left on the curb like yesterday's garbage, not when he was Mike Munroe, class president and dreamboat supreme!
...or so he'd thought, until the two of them had stood outside the lodge with their breath fogging the air and Jess's eyes twinkled like stars as she whispered, "I think Josh was flirrrting with me!"
Suddenly (wouldn't you know it), the game didn't feel quite so fun.
Hiii!! I have another 5+1 thingy Basically Hannah/Beth/Chris steal Josh’s clothes (or really anything) and Josh gets upset about it but one time Sam does it and he’s completely ok with it (Chris “angrily” calls favoritism)
"So let me get this straight," he began, throwing the tv remote down onto the table in as dramatic a fashion as possible (without breaking either, obviously) before sitting back and folding his arms, "when I crash here for the weekend and ask for a hoodie, it's inconvenient..."
"Mhm," Josh agreed, nodding along as if guest-starring on a kid's show, "correct."
"And when Beth says she's out of socks and needs to borrow a pair, it's weird..."
"With you so far, Cochise - interested to see where this goes, though."
"And when Hannah needs a hat, or Ashley can't find her gloves, or, God forbid, literally any of our other friends forget something at home, they're being annoying and helpless and you lecture them for twenty minutes...but Sam does it and suddenly it's cute?!"
For a beat, Josh simply watched him, his eyebrows high, and then, realizing he'd made his point, scoffed, "Uh...yeah, man, pretty much...I mean, you wanna borrow my shit all the time, consider becoming my girlfriend - the resulting charity might shock you."
can you do an au where the twins are found (alive!) and help Josh with his prank?
The call came in the middle of the night (once everyone had left, of course, because of all the things the mountain was, hungry and hateful and dangerous, spiteful topped the list), but none of the Washingtons thought of sleep as they rushed to the small hospital in Blackwood Township proper. There were too many questions, answered and unanswered, too much relief, justified and premature, too few explanations, too hazardous conditions to take their minds from the snowy roads, too, too, too...and two.
Hannah's leg was broken in a way that threw doubt on her ever zipping across the tennis court again, Beth's back fractured in a way the doctors swore she'd heal from but couldn't promise anything past that. They were cold, and they were hungry, and they were gaunt, and there were places where their skin had gone dusky grey-black with frostbite, but of all those things his sisters were, wouldn't you know it...
Spiteful topped the list.
"Don't let them tell anyone back home we're okay," Hannah managed through grit teeth once their parents slipped out of the room to talk to the night nurses, her skin clammy from the pain medication, "not yet;" "Not until we figure out what we're going to do to them, she means," Beth said overtop of her, her eyes shut against the sight of all the lines in her arms, the brace stabilizing her spine, "not until we've got it down by heart."
