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4. What’s their food weakness? What food can they never turn down?

Different Headcanon Questions (Accepting) - @youthaunted

4. What’s their food weakness? What food can they never turn down?

Oh, lord, Chloe isn’t fussy about food at all. She’ll literally never turn down any food, ever. And, much to Max’s chagrin, she never gains even so much as a pound of weight despite this.

She’s basically got the diet of a twelve year old left to choose their own meals while at work; eating pizza, fries, sandwiches, candy, etc. Of course, later, Max attempts to get her to eat a little healthier; which doesn’t take much.

But, like, smother stuff in cheese? She’ll eat it. Bacon? Hell yes. Chocolate? Throw it her way? Fruit and Vegetables? Hell yeah! Dry cereal because Max forgot to pick up Milk from the store? Not unheard of.

[rosevoisa]

“prepare to be pulverized, newbie!” / to rachel from dana.

     𝒕𝒉𝒆  𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈  𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒆𝒇,     always  accepting.

          𝒔𝒉𝒆   𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕   𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏   𝒕𝒉𝒆   𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆   𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒇𝒇   𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒂   𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒔.     if  anything,   dana’s  taunt  only  eggs  rachel  on.     tell  rachel  she’s  set  to  lose    ——    playful   or  otherwise,   and  a  fiery  determination  arises  to  prove  the  statement  wrong.

          ‘   oh,   i’m   the  one  about  to  be  pulverized,   am  i?   ’       arms  fold  across  her  chest,   slow  steps  carrying  her  closer  to  dana,   second  by  second.     rachel’s  lips  curl  upward,   and  the  spark  emanates  in  her  eyes.       ‘   i  might  be   a  newbie   to  your  little   halloween  bashes,   ward.   but  i  can  assure  you,   when  you  call  the  winner  for  that   costume  party?   it’s  gonna  be   me.   ’       rachel  looks  almost   menacing   in  the  way  her  face  inches  closer,   voice  dipping  in  too  serious  a  tone  for  something  so  lighthearted.     but  the  playful  aura  that  surrounds  her  does  its  job.     a  playful  competition.     that’s  all  this  is.

          ‘   but  hey,   you  might  be  right.   ’       she  shrugs,   leaning  back  with  a  thoughtful  air.       ‘   i  don’t  know  everyone’s  game  here  yet.   you  all  might  be   costume  masters    ——    better  than  a  bunch  of  kids  living  right  outside   hollywood.     so  y’know.     may  the  best  woman  win.     we’ll  see  who  that  is   tonight.   ’

[journeymedleys-blog]

          WHILE SAM HAD NO REGRETS ABOUT HIS CRUSADE against the warblers that would result in their disqualification, it certainly made a run-in with sebastian at the lima bean even more awkward than it would’ve been before. he wasn’t necessarily the type to ignore nor be publicly hostile, especially when there was hot coffee around and his adversary had a history of doing some serious beverage-related damage. intentions of hanging out in the shop for a little bit to get some homework done suddenly looked less favorable next to the thought of a relocation to the library. if only out of courtesy, a being the bigger man kind of thing, he offered a cursory little nod and purse of his lips in acknowledgement as he passed the other on his way out, hoping he wouldn’t make anything of it.

          STARTER CALL. || @youthaunted.

[amazcballs-blog]

@youthaunted  ​ \  💀 [ accepting ]

       “ you know, this is so much fun for me. you’re rich, you’re beautiful,  you’re popular and yet you’re here, in my room. ”

[rosevoisa]

         ‘  𝒏𝒐𝒕  𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔.  𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄,  '     she  corrects  with  a  light  shrug.  in  another  life,  amélie  took  joy  in  the  journey  of  the  well  written  word.  the  widow  can  afford  no  such  luxuries.  whatever  small  part  of  her  still  yearns  for  the  satisfaction  for  a  story’s  ending  must  acquire  it  in  those  small  windows  of  downtime.  confidence  in  her  skills  did  not  mean  the  widow  didn’t  acknowledge  death  might  lay  lurking  anywhere.

        yellow  eyes  glance  downward  at  the  feel  of  sombra’s  elbow  nudged  against  her  ribs.  surprisingly,  she  doesn’t  glare    ——    a  rarity  she  credits  to  the  lack  of  talon  scientists  prodding  and  whispering  letting  her  feel  something  of  herself  today.    (   and  such  a  rarity  won’t  last  long,  she  knows  all  too  well.   )

        ‘  i  am  always  calm,  aren’t  i?  ’     amélie  answers,  head  twisted  to  meet  sombra’s  eyes.  not  the  question,  and  she  knows  it,  but  what  else  can  she  answer  these  days?     ‘  this  is  how  i  relax.  the  alternative  is  a  new  mission.  ’       

   ♡        ∕        continued,     @youthaunted  !

[awesomegaydar-a]

she’s  got  her  legs  perched  on  the  coffee  table ,  not  really  in  a  rush  to  get  anywhere ,  &  while  she  absentmindedly  flips  through  a  fashion  magazine  ,  her  eyes  are  following  rachel  around  the  apartment  ( even  from  her  peripheral ) ,  &  while  the  eye  strain  is  real ,  santana’s  not  exactly  being  subtle ,  but  what’s  the  point  of  subtlety  when  rachel  looks  THIS  good ?  its  not  until  she  makes  unwilling  eye  contact  with  her  that  she  quickly  turns  back  to  her  magazine ,  clearing  her  throat .  “  so ,  you  got  any  plans  tonight  or  are  you  just  trying  to  break  in  those  boots  to  piss  off  the  downstairs  neighbors ?  serves  them  right  for  using  that  vacuum  at  midnight...”  // @youthaunted​

[whatscanon-a]

“Sometimes I feel like I’ll never have it together.” / to marley from sam.

   marley frowned at sam’s admission.  she knew how he felt. she had a similar home life as he did - constantly struggling to live paycheck to paycheck and making insane sacrifices to make ends meet. it had carried into their adult lives. they both had dreams bigger than their day jobs, but until those dreams came true, their day jobs paid the bills.  

   ❝  honestly? i think that’s all a part of   ‘ adulting, ‘    ❞  she laughed before releasing a heavy sigh, wrapping her arms around him and resting her chin on his shoulder.   ❝  but that’s why we’ve got each other, right? to make the bad, confusing times better.  ❞