#// *me and my bby lookin GREAT today

[monmuses]

// *me and my babe duoing for the DBD anniversary ❤

[linpunny]

Merry Christmas 😀 Christmas morning wakey bakey 💨😌 and my mama making peanut butter chocolate chip cookies today 🤤😀 and ngl really decided to splurge on myself this morning ordering clothes and accessories from temu 😆 just got my hair done last night too so I get come back to work with a sleek af high ponytail lookin exotic af with a nice pair of hoops tomorrow 😝might try to get creative later on by either painting or updating one of my WIP's 😌 hope your holidays are going as good as mine ❤️😊 even tho I ain't really been as active on here (cuz ngl I stopped playin OM 😅😅😅) and that was the only fandom I was really into at the time (I got a little into ikemen vampire but then stopped, I still ain't tried genshin impact yet 😅) but I might try that later too 😀

MEREY CRISIS!!!! 🤭 HI DEE!!!!!! HI BBY! I’m sick and honestly not feeling very hallmark Christmas channel this year but we balllllllll. Waiting to open gifts and see some family even though I don’t feel good still 😭 ok ok im still in love with Leviathan he’s my forever skrunkly but my main fandom now is Tokyo Revengers. I still play obey me and love the boys but they aren’t my main focus. I play Genshin! It’s fun but a lot of grinding! Hope you have a great year Dee! I love seeing you stop by my inbox 🥺

[ghoulciifer]

hi! if you’re not overwhelmed with anything else can you write headcanons of kirishima,bakugo and shinsou with a s/o whos quirk side effects is being dizzy and tired

hc: Kirishima, Bakugo, and Shinsou with an S/O whose quirk has side effects of being dizzy/tired.

tw: none

tags: comfort, fluff

notes: hi bby, i am not overwhelmed by any means LOL my blog is still very small and i get an ask once in a blue moon but that’s my fault for not posting enough content ouchie. but ty for requesting!!! as always i really appreciate it when you guys let me know what content you want, and my inbox is always open to requests. n e ways, i hope you enjoy this n ily

» so i think it is abundantly clear that kirishima is an absolute sweetheart, the BESt boy

» which means it’s no surprise that he’s super supportive and conscious of how your quirk affects you n your body

» when he saw you overuse your quirk for the first time during an extra long training session for the agency you both worked for (before you two started dating), he damn near passed out himself

» bby boy RAN to your side and held you up by your shoulders, leaning down to meet your drooping eyes, his own blown wide open in concern

» “y/n??? you okay??? did something happen??? are you hurt??? do i need to-“

» he’s just a golden retriever istg

» but once your head finally started clearing up you assured him that you’re fine, it’s just a side effect of your quirk

» and you could practically see the worry leaving his body as he visibly relaxed, his hold on you loosening just a bit but never going away (bc he’s lowkey still worried)

» if you’re feeling embarrassed bc of it he’ll reassure you that it happens, you’re still badass and he admires you AWE

» now that you two are together and have been with each other for a while, he knows what to expect and how to handle the situation when it occurs

» knows your limits and when you’ve met them, instantly at your side to support your frail body, bringing you water or a snack for the fatigue so you can build your energy up, supportive boyfie things

» “Do you want the granola bar or the yogurt??? Or I can cut up some fruit!!! I have juice and an extra water bottle and-“

» always tells you how great of a job you’re doing, regardless if you’re upset or not because he just likes to remind you

» i wasn’t lying when i said he is the SWEETEST boy

» he also doesn’t really know if it helps but he always hums while he’s rubbing your back, pushing your head to his chest or shoulder after sitting you down to recuperate

» little does he know that it actually kinda does bc hearing the vibrations through his strong chest really keep you grounded

» wow you are a simp for this dude it’s ok me too uwu

» now this firecracker

» he wouldn’t show his initial concern as expressive as kiri would, but he would definitely panic internally on the same level (if not more tbh, fuckin’ tsundere)

» you two are sparring for shits and giggles, right

» and as you expected he already told you beforehand that he will NOT go easy on your just bc you’re his s/o maybe a lil’ tho bc ur cute

» plus he’s never seen you in combat before because you try to keep heroing out of the relationship so you can just focus on each other when you’re together (this friendly fight is the ONLY exception)

» what you didn’t account for was just how much energy he was making you use, it literally felt like you whole body was going to give out by the end of the match

» you were so close to pinning him down when your body suddenly collapsed and you passed out from fatigue

» he didn’t go into full on panic mode but he definitely went wide eyes and eyed you for a bit before kneeling beside you (boy KNOWS he didn’t fuckin’ kill you, he has control believe it or not)

» and internally he’s all ASHSGSJAFSK WHAT

» so he cautiously pulls you into his arms from the ground and into his chest, arms wrapped around your frame to give you support for when you regain consciousness, calling your name a few times to speed up the process

» he also holds you like this so he knows your breathing (again, he knows he didn’t kill you but just to be sure??)

» when you wake up finally he asks if you’re alright, voice much softer than usual so he doesn’t make the ache in your head worse

» you shyly tell him about the side effects of your quirk upon request and he grunts in response, still cradling your head to his chest with a thumb lightly rubbing against your spine

» “...well damn babe, you’re strong as hell for holding out that long. I thought that fight was never going to fuckin’ end.”

» that’s just his special way of telling you he’s impressed w your abilities and limits, uwu

» now he makes a point to ask if you had any dizzy spells or moments of fatigue during the day when you come home from patrol, just to make sure you were still feeling okay (bc he wouldn’t be opposed to holding you again)

» never admits it but he’s the one who sneaks an extra energy bar in your work duffel before you leave for the day c:

» i might go overboard on this one because shinsou is my BOI, i love this lil’ sleepy head so fn much

» and one of the main reasons why is bc he’s very caring and understanding n will show you that if you’re close enough to him

» which you are bc you’re his s/o, duh lucky bitch >:(

» you got to see this side of him first hand when he saw how your quirk affects you when you push a lil’ too hard

» you were at home, hanging out with your fav boy after a particularly hard day at work, shinsou rubbing your legs that were draped over his lap affectionately

» he could tell you were exhausted but he just figured it was from all the hero work, my guy is v familiar with that feeling

» he did notice you were much quieter than normal bc usually the vacant air was filled with you talking about your day, laughing at his witty jokes, making fun of your mutual friends’ decisions to post certain things on social media i’m lookin’ at you denki

» but again, he just pinned it on your experience with work today so he just sat there massaging your shins while you rested

» eventually you had the impending pressure of needing to pee press uncomfortably on your bladder and the longer you ignored it, the more you realized how close you were to pissing yourself

» so you hoisted yourself off the couch with a groan and the second you stood up, you immediately saw stars and it felt like the world around you was turning at mach fuckin’ 20

» Shinsou (being the perceptive bean he is) immediately had hands around your waist the second you began to sway and reach for anything around you to stabilize, that thing being his arm

» “Woah, woah, woah, easy... you okay, baby?”

» You couldn’t see (yk bc you were literally about to fall over) but the way his brows furrowed upward and his eyes glazing with concern would’ve made your heart go doki doki

» You squeezed your fingers against your temples and kept your eyes closed while you assured him you were fine, it happens, you just overexerted yourself with your quirk today

» He helped you lean against the side of the couch and rubbed your shoulders, standing on his knee on the cushions behind you, muttering sweet things in between your slow inhale and exhale exercises

» tried to sit you down again but you still had to peE

» “Do I need to walk you to the bathroom? Hold your hand while you go?”

» “You are NOT holding my hand while I pee, ‘Toshi.”

» You were ok after a while and successfully made your bathroom trip, but that day he made a mental note to keep an eye out for the signs he wrote off earlier

» On those days he always offers you massages, a cute lil’ cuddle sesh, snacks, even urges you to sit in his lap so he can play with YOUR hair for once boy is selfish when it comes to head scratches

» And will proceed to whisper sweet nothings into your ear during all of the above <3

[ivydubbbbz]

Total eclipse of the heart played this morning as I was setting up my bar. My soul left the store SO QUICK and flew straight into my berry's pocket. 1 random ass day, they said they thought of me when that song played and then they sang a few little bits of it and. First of all? Have I ever mentioned how genuinely talented they are at singing?and I promise I am not just saying that cause we are gay for each other; they really have such a strong and gorgeous voice it's so!!!!!! So BEAUTIFUL and recently I have been taking every syllable I have ever heard them say and making them sing tame impolla in my head for me and it's great. Thats off topic ok. Anyway that song played and I was like 🥺🥺 bro why the fuck am i working this 6-3 when I am supposed to be with them every second of every day .

They showed up 2day for approx .0000004 milliseconds but. Seeing them. My love. My beautiful wife just. Literally standing there. It made my entire heart blow up. Ryder actually had to drag my unconscious body over to aires and once they gave me a bubblegum colored kiss on the lips, I was resuscitated immediately.

My god. How are they always so beautiful. They have such beauuuuutyful bby blues and they did the most precious pinkie thing today with their makeup and i was like PLEASE dont look at me for too long i will cum. And their little curls were up on top of their head. And they wore the silky and also That top. The top that makes my pussy basically hit the floor in shock. Bros. This little mama was lookin hottttttt they were sooo sexysexy today and I just want to eat em up like a pound of rotisserie chicken salad.

All I wanna do is hug em again. I feel like every hug we ever have is like. 24 hours too short. And also. I dont give a fuck where the camera is or how many corporate employees are 2 feet away. I will kiss my wife on the lips for as long as I am able to stand and pucker.

[sutterbabe]

#1 Dylan Strome

 dylan strome? he was so cute in that video about the stick thing

please do some dylan strome writings!! :)

YOU ARE AMAZING! can you do one where you've been together with Dylan Strome for a while and someone from an other team flirts/hits on you and dylan gets jealous?

Dyl needs more love ok, I love stromer. I hope he’s having a great day (also bby pls shave u look gross atm i dont like it)

Warnings: language

Song suggestion of the day: Tell me the same by MICHL

did some of this remind me of the world junior loss against finland? Did i cry a lot when I thought of that? The answer to both of these is yes because I have nothing better to do than cry over team canada.

“Dylan,” you called, wandering out of the bedroom and smothering a yawn. “Dylan!”

“Oui Madame?”

You giggled as your boyfriend popped his head out of the kitchen wearing the only apron he owned which had the words ‘world’s okayest cook’ printed in large bold lettering. 

“What’s cookin’, good lookin’” you questioned, resting your chin on his shoulder. “Since when have you made breakfast, huh?”

Dylan rolled his eyes. “Oh so now I can’t just do something nice for my girlfriend, huh?” he joked, turning around to face you.

“Trust me, I’m not complaining.” you assured him with a grin. 

“Good for you, otherwise I would have eaten it all myself.” he smirked, leaning down to kiss you gently.

“Sorry for your loss.” you laughed. “How long do I have to wait, huh?”

Truth be told, Dylan was not the greatest chef but at least the food he made was edible so you couldn’t really complain. You knew part of his reasoning for doing all of this was to take his mind off tonights game, which you both knew was going to be a tough one and you weren’t really going to complain if this was how he chose to deal with it.

“Well maybe if my lovely girlfriend would be so kind and stop distracting me, I could make sure it doesn’t burn.”

“Yes chef.” you replied with a grin, finding a spot on the couch where you watched him cook. When he finished, he plated it up and brought it over to you, joining you on the couch.

“So tell me what I’m looking at here,” you asked.

“For your dish today I have prepared waffles topped with ice cream and a forrest berry reduction.. that I bought from the store.” He announced, imitating the few Masterchef episodes you’d watched together. You laughed at that. “And for me, fried eggs and tomato on a base of lightly toasted wholewheat bread and smashed avocado.”

“Ooh, very fancy.” you laughed. “Looks good too, you been taking a few tips from Mitchell at the juniors have you?.” 

“Wow, such faith in me, I’m offended.” he joked, faking hurt.

“You’re an idiot, Dylan Strome.” you laughed, nudging his side. “But,” you added, taking a bite of your food. “it is really good.”

“Why thank you.” He chuckled, pleased with himself.

“Okie dokie, Dyl.” you said, taking a deep breath as you smoothed his collar. “You go out there and you show ‘em.” You leaned up to kiss him gently. “I’ll see you in a few hours, okay?”

“Okay,” he replied, nodding stiffly. “Love you.”

“Love you too, Dyls.” you replied with a small smiled. “Now go and do what you do best.”

That made him smile a little. “Okay, I’ll see you after the game.” he replied, kissing you again before jumping in the car and driving off to the rink. You grinned, waving a little as you watched him go. 

Meanwhile, in the couple hours you had to yourself till you needed to get ready, you tidied up the house and got a couple of things done that you hadn’t had the time to get to yet before making your way upstairs to shrug on your jersey to head to the game.

Normally, you would of sat with the other WAGs but for this game you sat close to rink side. Sometimes for Dylan, just knowing you were there wasn’t enough, so if he could look up every now and again and see you sitting there, cheering him on, it helped to calm him. For a big game like this, you were going to do everything you could that might help him out. Dylan sent a small smile your way as he caught sight of you and you smiled back, taking your seat as the two teams warmed up. You were so focused on Dylan that you almost had a heart attack when a puck landed in your lap, causing you to glance up to see one of the opposing defenders shoot you a wink before skating off. Both yours and Dylan’s jaws fell open a little in shock. It was no secret that you and Dylan were a couple, you’d been together long enough that everyone seemed to know. Sure, when you’d first gotten together, getting hit on was a much more common occurrence and even now you’d receive the occasional flirt or compliment when you were out alone but now at the hockey? Never, you were pretty sure Dylan Strome had gone to great lengths to let the hockey world know how much he loved you. Even before that, you might have faced some flirting but definitely never anything as blatant as being tossed a puck with someone’s number on it. Stunned, all you could do was stare across the ice at your boyfriend who had recovered from the initial surprise and was now fixing said player with a look that really did not make you very optimistic for how this game was going to go.

The first period started and already you could see tensions were high between the two teams, with the opposing team opening scoring early, much to Dylan’s frustration. Going into the second period with Erie scoreless, things began to heat up, with Erie spending a lot more time in their defensive zone than you were comfortable with. That was until Taylor Raddysh got ahold of the puck and the otters were streaking down the ice. Someone hit Taylor, but not before he’d passed it to dylan, who passed around his defender to Alex DeBrincat who tapped it home. You jumped to your feet, cheering as you watched the boys tackle each other in a hug. Both teams finished the second tied, but it didn’t last long.

By the half way through the third the otters were down one. Dylan was visibly agitated and it showed in his game. The game was definitely a lot more physical than it had been in the last two periods. A snipe from Kyle Pettit tied it up with 3 minutes remaining. Both the remainder of the third period and overtime remained scoreless. Which meant you were going into a shootout which was literally the worst part of watching hockey. Dylan managed to get one goal past the goaltender but the otters still lost 5-3.

You knew Dylan was going to be understandably disappointed when he finally emerged from the locker rooms. He wasn’t much into PDA but you knew that you’d both would probably go home and cuddle till one of you fell asleep, which you didn’t much mind. To be honest, you just wanted to support him as best you could. 

Focused on Dylan more than you were your surroundings, you jumped when someone waved a hand in front of your face. 

“Wouldn’t I play to know what’s going on in that pretty little head of yours.” the guy chuckled. You blinked, vaguely recognising him as the defender that had given you the puck during warm ups. “You from erie, huh? Might have to show me around sometime.”

You chuckled nervously. “I’m sorry, but I’m not interested.”

“Aw, just a little walk around town doesn’t mean anything..” he replied with a smirk. ”I mean, unless you want it too?”

“Sorry, you’ll have to ask someone else. I’m spending tomorrow with my boyfriend.” you replied pointedly, really hoping he would sense defeat at that.

“Boyfriend, huh?” the guy laughed. “I don’t see any boyfriend. Anyway, what kinda guy lets you go to a hockey game alone?” 

You narrowed your eyes at him. “I don’t need his permission. I wanted to go, so I did.” you retorted.

“Hey, chill, sweetheart. It was just a question.”

“Unfortunately.” you muttered. “Now, I’m sorry but I’d appreciate it if I could be left alone.”

“I’m just saying, just because there’s a goalie, doesn’t mean you can’t score.” he continued. “And, as you saw tonight, I know a lot about scoring.”

You rolled your eyes. Did this guy ever shut up. “Yes... seeing as you’re a defender who scored a total of 0 goals tonight. Besides, I’ve already got myself a top scorer thanks.” this time you turned away from him and pounced on the first opportunity you got, which just so happened to be Taylor Raddysh, who watched like a dear in the headlights as you greeted him like you guys had known each other since forever. 

“Hey, woah, I wasn’t done with you.” the guy butted in. You sent Taylor the most pained look you could and mouthed ‘where the fuck is dylan’ till he finally got the memo.

“Hey, sorry. I just remembered I left my...” taylor struggled to think of a lie on the spot. “thing. In the locker room. I’ll leave you guys to it.”

You mentally face palmed. You could deal with this guy perfectly fine. You’d just wanted to know what was taking Dylan so long so you could finally leave. You also didn’t want to be left alone with this creep. And.. truth be told. Dylan was not going to be too happy after the loss and if he heard some guy was annoying you... Needless to say it was not going to be fun. Normally, Dylan was pretty good, his self control was surprising strong and he managed to deal with it calmly most of the time but after a game.. well, emotions ran high and his self control kinda went out the window. Meanwhile, overly persistent douche bag, was still talking your ear off.

“Look, I’m sure you’ve got somewhere to be-”

“Got nowhere to be except with you, gorgeous.”

It was at that point that Dylan Strome came barrelling out of the otters locker room, murmuring the words: “I’m going to fucking kill him.” several times over. His gaze found the guy opposite you and you stopped him before he could take another step.

“Dylan,” you warned.

He ignored you, pointing accusingly at the other guy, making you catch his wrist. “The fuck did you just say to her? I will fucking end you.” 

The guy had begun to laugh. “Strome? You’re dating Strome?”

You turned sharply. “Is that a problem?”

“It is when he wants to fuck you.” Dylan growled. 

“This is too good. How the fuck you manage to score that? You can’t even make the NHL.”

Dylan strained against your hold on his wrist and you piped up before he could say anything else. “I notice you’re still playing OHL, get the fuck off your high horse dumbass.” 

“at least I win in the OHL” he smirked

“Shut the fuck up and stop fucking eyeing my girl.” Dylan snapped.

You rolled your eyes. “Dylan, lets go.” you tugged gently on his wrist.

“It’s not my fault she’s so fucking hot.” Okay, there we go, that’d done it. Dylan snapped, slamming the other guy up against the wall with surprising speed. The guy chuckled. “Oh tough guy, eh?”

“Dylan!” you protested.

“Who the fuck do you think you are? You fucking disgust me. If I ever see you near her again, I swear to god I will fucking end you, got it?” Dylan seethed. “Now get the fuck outta here, you piece of shit.”  Dylan finally let the guy go and he obviously knew better than to argue, slinking away with a smirk in your direction. This was not before Dylan had grabbed you round the waist and kissed you, flipping the other guy off as he did so.

“Dy,” you protested, attempting to pull away. “Dylan,”

“No,” he grumbled, deepening the kiss. He didn’t pull away till he was sure the other guy was long gone,

“I had it handled.”

“The fuck you did. What a fucking sleaze bag.” Dylan growled lowly as he dropped his heavy sportsbag on the floor with a thud.

“This is exactly why I didn’t want you to know. You overreact-”

“I overreact?! Did you hear the way he spoke to you?” Dylan cried, throwing his hands up.

“I don’t want you to fight him! Especially off ice!” You protested.

“He was ogling you that whole game!” Dylan retorted. “What else do you want me to do?! Just sit there and let it happen- to watch it happen!”

“You don’t have to get yourself in trouble because of me! If that’s how you react, then yes! Let it go!”

“Let it g-? Let it go?! I can’t just let it go! You’re my girlfriend!” He yelled.

You both stood there staring at each other for a moment, Dylan was slightly out of breath. You were lying if you said that this wasn’t attractive but you couldn’t have Dylan hurting someone or getting in trouble or, even worse, getting himself hurt because of you, you’d never forgive yourself.

“I’m sorry I yelled. I just...” he looked lost as he searched for the words. You cupped his face gently and leaned up to kiss him. 

“Dylan, I know and I get it. But as cute seeing you all jealous and defensive is, I can’t have you pulling shit like that because of me.” you smiled softly. Dylan didn’t reply, just leaned down to kiss you again as you ran a hand through his messy curls.

“I wasn’t jealous.” he mumbled quietly when he finally pulled away.

“Oh liar, liar, you were so jealous.” you laughed.

“I was not.”  he retorted with a grin, kissing you again gently.

You hummed, smirking as he wrapped his arms round your waist and pulled you into him. “That’s what they all say. You were so jealous.”

He chuckled. “Okay, maybe a little jealous.” he murmured.

“Just a little?” you laughed.

He rolled his eyes and you snorted. “Well at least I know that I’ve got a big strong boyfriend to protect me from all harm.”

“Well..” dylan began, joking.

You scoffed and nudged his shoulder. “You are so rude.”