The Skull:

100 days of writing #11

I’ve been working so hard on so many things that today’s update is just self indulgent and I regret nothing.

Here, I present you: another caswen drabble. ENJOY!

Ricky was into bad pick up lines, and EJ totally hated it. Or that’s what he wanted Ricky to think. He got cranky and faked to be annoyed every time Ricky said them, EVERY TIME. But it was all an act. He loved Ricky’s pick up lines, what he hated was that they weren’t for him.

EJ was a bit possessive when it came to Ricky. They weren’t together, but they weren’t apart either. They fooled around. And more times than one, they ended up making out in some corner. At first it only happened in parties, but after the third time… EJ may have invited Ricky to his house after school… to do some homework. Homework that never happened. As soon as Ricky entered EJ’s room, he was over him, feeling him over his clothes and kissing him deeply.

Nobody knew what was happening between the two of them. They didn’t say anything, and nobody suspected shit.

EJ was head over heels for the skater boy. And he didn’t like it. Who was he supposed to be? Avril Lavigne in an old song? Please… He was EJ Caswell. And he didn’t fall for soft himbos with a nice voice and velvet skin… He did not.

But oh boy… he did.

And Ricky kept messing around with some dumb pick up lines directed to everyone but him. And EJ was getting jealous. Ricky should say shit like that only to him. But he didn’t dare to tell him that. He wasn’t crazy. Ricky would totally make fun of him for that. Nobody made fun of EJ.

Until some dirty chick from another class approached them during lunch time and said:

“Hey Ricky, I lost my number, can I have yours?”

And no. That was a big no. Did she have the audacity to try to get his man’s phone in front of his salad? Nope. Not happening. EJ was not letting that chick have Ricky’s number. He was his.

“Hey Ricky!” That got his attention. Point for EJ. Suck it blonde chick. “Feel my shirt.” He didn’t give him time to think, he just grabbed his hand and put it on top of his sweater. Ricky’s face had confused puppy written all over it. “It’s made of boyfriend material!” The rest of the table fell silent. The tension was palpable.

And Ricky cracked up. He was clearly not expecting it, and EJ felt pride filling his chest. He made Ricky laugh… He did that.

“You are a dork. And you are hella lucky I like you, too.”

And kissed him. Right in the mouth. In front of the whole drama club. Well… no secret no more. And EJ didn’t mind it at all.

Reblog if..

● your parents called you fat

● your brother/sister called you fat

● your friends called you fat

● you called yourself fat

● a stranger called you fat

Omg thank you so much this was so cute 💖

Gentle Touch

Hensper hurt/comfort one-shot requested by @its-sunhoe

Words: 774

It’s all fluff I promise 💕

Jasper sat in his friend’s room playing with his hair and scrolling through his phone. Jasper had showed up at Henry’s house moments ago and was told Henry was in his room. To his surprise, though, he wasn’t. At first, Jasper panicked, but then he remembered his friend’s superhero status and relaxed a little. So now he lay on Henry’s couch waiting for him to get home.

Soon, he started to hear the ruffle of leaves outside indicated that Henry was climbing the tree to get through his window. Jasper put his phone down and awaited his friend’s arrival. Instead, though, he was met with a snap, more rustles and a thud. Jasper gasped and rushed to the window and opened it as quickly as he could. He heard rustling again—faster this time—and Henry appeared. As he entered, Jasper stepped back and took a good look at him. He wore a painful expression and there were a couple cuts littered around his body; the most notable of these being a large one across his cheek.

“Oh my god Henry are you okay?!” Jasper exclaimed. Henry opened his mouth to answer but was cut off. “Don’t answer that, you’re not okay. I’ll be right back.”

“Jasper,” Henry groaned in protest, but to no avail. Jasper left the room and returned with a first-aid kit.

“Okay, lay down so I can see your wounds,” Jasper said. “DON’T fall asleep though, in case you have a concussion.”

“It was less than a story drop. I’m fi-“

“Lay. Down.” Jasper looked at Henry with serious eyes. Henry found it impossible to take him seriously, but gave in anyways and lied down on his bed.

Jasper knelt next to Henry and stared at the slash on his face. It ran from right under his left eye in a diagonal to about where the corner of his mouth was. It wasn’t very wide, but the length of the cut was still startling. Jasper frowned at the blood seeping from a few parts of the cut. He then rummaged through the first-aid kit for an antiseptic. He doused a cotton ball with it and held it up to Henry’s cut.

“This might, uh, sting a little,” Jasper warned. Henry rolled his eyes, so Jasper proceeded. He pressed the cotton on his cut gently, causing Henry to squirm and inhale sharply through his teeth. Jasper raised his eyebrows and withdrew his hand. Henry took a deep breath and repositioned himself.

“It’s fine,” Henry assured. “Just sting a little more than I thought it would.” Jasper nodded and continued to pat his wound gently. Henry simply closed his eyes and let Jasper clean his cut. The wound continued to sting and throb, but he wasn’t going to let it show. He took deep breaths and tried to relax.

Jasper finished off his wound by putting two bandaids over where the cut was bleeding the most. Henry opened his eyes and saw Jasper smiling warmly at him.

“Better?” Jasper asked. A light pink flushed on Henry’s cheeks. He got slightly frustrated because he couldn’t figure out why.

“Yeah,” Henry said. “My back still hurts a little though.”

“Is that what you fell on?” Jasper asked. Henry nodded slowly. “I’ll go get you some Tylenol.”

“Jasp, it’s fine,” Henry protested, but he was gone. Henry sighed and closed his eyes again. He ran his fingers gently over his cut and his heart fluttered. The feeling of frustration returned again as he tried to find out why. He hasn’t had someone care for him this gently in a long time, so maybe that was it. Jasper’s careful and gentle touch was enough to drive Henry mad. Henry groaned and put his forehead in his palm.

“You alright?” Jasper asked. Henry looked over and saw Jasper holding two small red pills and a glass of water.

“Yeah,” Henry breathed and extended his hands to take the items from Jasper. Henry took the medicine and downed the glass of water as well. He then set the glass aside and looked to Jasper, who was kneeling next to him again. They simply stared at each other, the light pink returning to Henry’s cheeks.

“Thank you Jasper,” Henry said tenderly, not knowing he was going to say it until it was said. Jasper smiled warmly and Henry’s heart fluttered again. Maybe it wasn’t the way Jasper cared for him that caused him to feel this way. Jasper’s warm and sincere smile made him realize that maybe it was just Jasper. It wasn’t his gentle nature or his care for Henry. It was just him and his dorky smile.

Very cool of Julie and the Phantoms to not have a single straight character, I really appreciate it

does she… y’know… does she read the good witch azura?

I live and breathe for the Kippen siblings

She is but she’ll crush it with the skull’s jar

Original tweet from @lockwoodsandco

This song reminds me of Hensper!!!

Omg that was such a cute moment

Knight Squad is kinda got me -meh- but Arc’s ‘I gotta RUN I gotta HIDE’ in the Armor Day ep was adorable thank you very much

i gave him more clothes bc he deserves it

stole the beanie from @sabertoothwalrus it’s such a cute idea thank u for this blessing