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planetdream · 3 years

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✫ — txt as couples costumes !

this post contains; fluff !

💌randomly got this idea while i was high one day and halloweens coming pretty soon so just in time ! a few of these are more gendered costumes so my apologies about that ! i also haven’t updated in a few weeks so enjoy this semi serious shit post:)

YEONJUN

tries so so hard to get you to wear a super cheesy couples costume with him. honestly, his ideas range from cheesy (like him being cheese and you being a mouse) to something a bit classic and sexier (like morticia and gomez, or adam and eve). brings up the idea of you being a wall socket and him being the plug — clarifies that he was joking when you shoot the idea down (he wasn't).

food-based costume: bacon and eggs

cartoon/animation costumes: harley quinn and ivy or the joker (either way, jjunnie is probably harley)

other: chucky and tiffany, frankenstein and the bride

SOOBIN

deeply considers the both of you dressing up as royalty for halloween. or, you're someone highly important and he's your body guard. for him, it’s just something about you being the ultimate star of the show and him playing that often secondary, protective role.

food-based costume: peanut butter and jelly

cartoon/animation costumes: ariel and prince eric, mr and mrs incredible

other: alien and astronaut

BEOMGYU

oh baby is taking this very seriously. to gyu, it's either go big or go home. on the same hand, he proposed the idea of being toy story characters but couldn't decide if he wanted to be woody or buzz (so the idea was soon thrown away). probably says screw the couples costume and does a solo one as idk, ben 10 or something.

food-based costume: milk and cookies or hotdog and the bun

cartoon/animation costumes: shaggy and velma, thing one and thing two, cosmo and wanda

other: cheerleaders, team rocket

TAEHYUN

probably suggests that you two go as some abstract joke or inside joke that no one else knows about. or just something very random "hey baby, what if we went as ronald mcdonald and the hamburglar?". something about the two of you going as magicians or bank robbers also speaks to him.

food-based costume: ketchup and mustard

cartoon/animation costumes: merman and barnacle boy (if u don’t, he’ll do this w gyu)

other: mario and luigi, mimes

KAI

barbie and ken !! barbie and ken !! (sorry, just the idea of kai as ken gives me butterflies) either that, or something like men in black. i'm tied between kai wanting to do a silly couples costume or actually doing something pretty cute and put together. either way, he knows that the both of you are going to look good. trying my hardest not to mention him going as peter parker :(

food-based costume: two slices of pizza

cartoon/animation costumes: daphne and fred (yeah, group costume w gyu and his s/o), jack and sally (i think yeonjun would also consider this)

other: ghosts (but w sheets like in beetlejuice)

✫ BONUS — TXT AS GROUP COSTUMES !

idk just the thought of them doing a group costume of them as power rangers (rlly want this !!!!) or something fun like the ghostbusters. ngl the idea of them being carebears... yeah 🥺 i would hate to mention squid game but— [GUNSHOT]

other ideas:

teletubbies w kai as the lil sun baby idk.

or a gyu, soobin and kai group costume as alvin and the chipmunks

gremlins

taco bell hot sauce packets

soobin or kai as linguine and beomgyu as rémy (shout out ratatouille)

idk i can’t think of many costumes for five people

✫ EXTRA BONUS — TXT AS INDIVIDUAL COSTUMES I WANT TO SEE THEM IN

YEONJUN — my boyfri— idk just something dark and kinda slutty pls, maybe a lil kakashi hatake 😩 or smn

SOOBIN — steve from stranger things but in the scoops ahoy fit, or him as a baseball player (idk something about it)

BEOMGYU — chucky (same w jjunnie), beast boy frm teen titans

TAEHYUN — the joker (basic but he would body this idc), or idk something nerdy and hot honestly.

KAI — spiderman (no fr i need it), naruto, angel

if u made it this far, send me an ask… it gets lonely here lol

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nuclearforest · 2 years

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So uh: crack headcanon but Hans would be the kind of guy to accidentally propose with a hot sauce packet. Like, he and his SO would just be at a quick stop at Taco Bell, he’d see a “Marry me?” packet, and then he’d just slide it across the table to them, completely serious. In the moment it seems like a good idea, coming from a man that would have to be wrestled into wearing a suit to his own wedding. He’d put more effort into a proposal if they wanted one, but otherwise it would be extremely low key and out of the blue.

(And yes, I just wrote a small crackfic about him using them to communicate because it seemed like a good idea at the time.)

#mun rambles #hellsing headcanon #hellsing captain #Hans Gunsche #he's just a fun character #totally too old and tired to give a shit #also just a little bit of a prankster #he'd probably stick around hot or mild tho #dunno if he's a fire man #doesn't strike me as the kind of guy to inflict pain on himself for fun #altho he'd probably try a carolina reaper once #but thats a separate headcanon and would have to be the result of a challenge to his manhood

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otp-imagines-cult · 5 years

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Imagine Person A proposing to Person B with a packet of Taco Bell hot sauce that says "Will you marry me?" on it. Bonus points if Person B jokes "If it were fire sauce, I would've said yes" before saying yes anyway.

(Thanks for the prompt!)

#otp prompts #otp imagines #proposal #silly #dialogue #cute #suggestion #waffletoast215

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ara-queen · 5 years

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Might fuck around and see where this accidental proposal via taco bell hot sauce packet takes me

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agronogay-blog · 5 years

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the letter i will never send

i want nothing more than to call, text, or even email you to come back. to change your mind and fix this whole situation that seems to be suffocating me. i want nothing more than to feel your hug one last time, to kiss those cloud lips before someone else claims them as theirs. i want nothing more than to fix all of the things that have gone wrong.

but, i know i can’t do that.

i can’t do that and that’s why is hurts, or doesn’t hurt, so much. i’ve been lying to myself for a really long time. i’ve known things weren’t completely okay. there were signs and i saw them. i couldn’t talk to you about the future with ease anymore. i couldn’t mention the only dream i truly have. i couldn’t talk to you about the hard stuff that started haunting me again.

now, i can’t seem to get the words out to anyone. i can’t cry, i can’t talk, i can barely breathe sometimes. i can’t help but think that one look at you, one touch from you, and everything would be okay again.

but i know that’s not true.

i’ve never loved anyone harder than i’ve ever loved you. right now i’m beginning to think that that’ll never change. there was so much to love and there’s so much i could say, but i think that would hurt too much.

i will say this though.

i had a plan. i had a plan on how i was going to propose to you and it was going to be perfect. i knew exactly how it would go and exactly what i wanted to do. it was going to be within the next school year. i was going to get all of our taco bell favorites. i was going to get us hot sauce and pick out a packet specifically for you. i was going to find the “will you marry me?” one. i was going to give it to you and then hand you two more - yes and no. a frowny face was going to be on the no and the ring would be on the yes. i had a plan and now it’ll never be used. not by me, at least. the next lucky person would be crazy not to use that though since taco bell is your favorite.

there’s so many things that i’ll never stop seeing you in. there’s so many songs that will never stop reminding me of you. there’s movies and shows and restaurants and faces and places and smells that will bring back all the memories that we made. the memories that are haunting me every second of the day, but also the ones that help me cherish what we had. i hope i never lose all of them, even though i wish i could forget them now.

i have a feeling that you’re something that i’ll never forget, no matter what happens. i like to hope that this isn’t truly the end. our love seemed infinite. it felt like it would last until the earth split in two and the sun stopped shining it’s light from all those light years away. you taught me so much and you loved me harder than anyone in the world.

i don’t know how to do this. i’ve never had to do this alone. and i think that scares me the most. i had you to protect me and guide me and love me and now i don’t. i won’t have you anymore.

but you’ll always have me. a piece of me, at least. a part of me is gone - or still there - that belongs to you. our four years, it’ll always be special to me. i miss them already. i miss you already.

but this is how it has to be, you’re right.

so, thank you. thank you for giving me four beautiful years full of your brown eyes and big heart. the next person will be beyond lucky to have your love, i know i was.

goodbyes are hard. every goodbye we’ve ever said has never felt final; this time it feels different. it’s not goodbye, but it’s something more than see you later - maybe it’s an ‘in a while’.

it’s not like you’ll see this though. unless the universe has a different plan, this is the letter my love will never read, but she’ll have my heart, a part of it, forever.

thanks for taking a trip to saturn and back with me.

in a while,

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thkwriting · 5 years

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Jasmine sat in her car, sprawling out to get comfortable, a warm paper bag resting on her stomach. “Ugh,” she grunted to herself. “I need a break,” she sighed, leaning her head back against the headrest as she reached down and eased the seat back. She sat and took a few deep breaths, then reached into the plainly coloured paper bag, pulling out its contents. “Oh Taco Bell, you’re a lifesaver.” She smiled warily, taking out a warm, loosely wrapped bean and cheese burrito (hold the onions). She pressed its warm life against her cheek, the mushy log contouring to her face and heating her cheeks. “Delightful,” she chuckled.

She opened one end and grabbed a hot sauce packet, squeezing it over the folded end before taking a large bite, bits of sauce dripping down over her neck and chest, but she didn’t care. She squeezed on the rest of her sauce packet out and looked at it while she devoured the rest of her burrito in large, hungry bites, though savoured the taste as she chewed.

“HOT,” the sauce read. “I’m the hot one!”

Jasmine swallowed her mouthful and smirked faintly in simple amusement. “How do they come up with these things?” She shook her head, crumpling up the sauce packet in with the wrapper from the burrito and putting it aside. She reached into the bag again, grabbing and unwrapping a taco. The bottom was stuck to the paper, so it ripped off when she pulled it free.

With a grunt she pulled the seat up to a sitting position. “Damn. Oh well, now I have taco salad.” She chuckled, grinning and taking another hot sauce packet, reading it as she tore off the corner. “Will you marry me?” The hot sauce questioned.

Jasmine squeezed the contents on her taco, then took a bite, thinking about her own love life. She wasn’t very touchy-feely or marriage-driven, but she was happy. She’d just started living with her boyfriend, whom she’d been dating for three years. If he proposed, would she say yes? She shrugged faintly. Sure, why not? What’s the harm? But if it was a choice between marrying him or Taco Bell, well, “Heh, I’d marry Taco Bell in a heartbeat.” She laughed to herself. She wondered if marrying the CEO would get her free Taco Bell for life. Now that would be a life worth living.

Curious, she dug around the sauces in her bag, remembering there was one that said “I do” that would pair perfectly with the “Will you marry me?” sauce. She frowned faintly, seeing that the rest of her sauces were blank. “Well, shit, oh well.” She shrugged and continued eating.

She took a big swig of her Dr Pepper before diving back in for another burrito, opening it up and grabbing a sauce, pausing a moment. She raised a curious brow. “Leave him” was written on the packet. “I guess I missed you, little guy,” she looked over it, then back in the bag at the handful of blank sauces that remained. ‘That’s a… very weird phrase to be on a sauce packet,’ she thought, but shrugged it off and continued to eat.

Jasmine threw the balled up wrappers in the passenger seat and stretched out, looking into the bag again. She still had one taco and one order of nacho fries left. Dare she eat them? She smirked at the not-so challenging challenge and took out the fries, seeing that a hot sauce packet had accidentally gotten thrown in with the fries. She took it out, moved to drop it back in with the others, but stopped. Her eyes were locked on the packet. The small red-orange pocket with a white square had “Kill him” written in its unforgettable black font. “What the-” She dropped it in the bag, looking around, wondering if this was some sort of prank, but she was alone in the parking lot. A few cars scattered around, but no people, no film crew, no annoying guy running up telling her she was on “Todd’s Prank Show!” or anything like that. She swallowed hard. Maybe she read it wrong? She reached back into the bag, carefully taking out the packet she’d just thrown in, noticing that it had landed on top of the burrito. She looked at it hesitantly “Kill him NOW”

She dropped her fries in surprise and reached in the bag, grabbing a handful of once-blank sauces, reading the labels. “Kill him” “You are mine” “You belong with ME” “Marry me Marry Me MARRY ME” “END HIM” “KILL HIM”

“What the FUCK? What kind of sick joke is this? Do you think this is FUNNY?” Jasmine screamed at no one in particular. She threw the sauces and the wrappers into the bag with shaking hands, her heart racing and her body quivering in fear. She had to be hallucinating. Maybe she accidentally took a drug that was slipped into her food? Maybe they put something in her drink? Maybe? Maybe..? She crumpled up the bag tightly, getting out of her car and running to the nearest trash can, throwing the bag into it before running back to her car and locking the doors after she was inside.

She panted shakily, jumping in her seat and rocking the car as her phone rang. She took a few breaths, telling herself it wasn’t real, then took her phone, answering it when she saw it was her boyfriend’s number. “Hello, Liam, oh my god I need to come home right now I’m so glad you called I- Liam?”

“Jasmine?” Liam’s sister’s voice came through shakily. “L-Liam… Liam is… he’s… I just found him here… Jasmine… Oh Jasmine..” She sobbed.

Jasmine’s eyes widened and she hung up quickly, throwing her phone on the floor of the car and panting shakily, holding onto the arm rests on her chair, her heart beating in her throat. She reached for her phone again, seeing a hot sauce packet on the floor mat she’d failed to get in the bag with the others. She looked at it. “I do”

I may have an addiction to Taco Bell ;)

#taco bell #writing #my writing #oc #ocs #jasmine #liam

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