#DMITRY THAT'S IT THATS THE TWT

[madstronaut]

I-omg-COOL PEOPLE WHO? ME? WTF? literally did a lap in my apt blabbering MAUSY THINKS IM COO- all I do is scream at the top of my lungs and reblog into the void (and to my moots <3) on this utopiahellsite

I cannot tell you how this man has me down bad I think about him approximately 43 hours per day

I also yelled and then choked on my spit at I saw bale's arms and blacked out me every night tbh also A WHOLE ASS SHORT FIC INSTEAD OF HC??? please spare a thought for the confines of my enclosure????

I am blushing face red af reading about dmitry making a flustered sound cough anyway I LOVE LOVE LOVE THIS TYSM <3 WELCOME TO BALE NATION WE SHALL GROW STRONGER BY TEH DAY AND BY BALE'S BICEPS (obligatory bicep photo for simpreference)

hello, I love ur blog <3 any dmitry bale and/or minotaur bale hcs? you can ignore if they're not ur cup of tea; thanks for sharing ur writings <3

HOW ARE ALL THE COOL PEOPLE FINDING ME??? WHO SENT YOU??? Legitimately, though, thank you so much! Being so serious I had no clue who either of these men were until I got this ask BUT NOW I DO HEHEHE

Ik you wanted headcanons but I saw bales arms and blacked out YALL KNOW HOW I AM ABOUT MEN WITH NICE ARMS 😫

Your head lifts slightly, the feeling of muscle flexing and moving under your cheek making you smile and open your eyes.

"You're doing it again." You tell him.

"No clue what you mean, куколка." He's already looking at you, eyes tired and amused as he smirks.

You let out a hum, as if to say "sure you dont". You relax your head against his arm again, only to feel his bicep flex moments later. You fix him a look and squint at him before you turn your head to bite into his bicep.

You don't bite him in earnest, just enough to feel the taut flesh squish under your teeth. Dmitry snorts and wraps his arm around your head to pull you into his chest, his lips splitting into a grin when you giggle.

You continue to playfully nom on him, pinching the fat of his bicep and the top of his chest between your teeth. You dare to let your hands wander as well, cheekily reaching down to squeeze his ass. Oh yeah, the military was definitely good to him.

Dmitry let out a flustered sound before laughing, his hand tilting your chin to pull your teeth from him and look at you.

"What on earth are you doing?" He asks you incredulously, the corners of his eyes creasing with the wideness of his smile.

"Shhh, don't worry about it." You silence him, unserious as you drag a finger over his lips.

He just rolls his eyes as you continue as you were, leaning down to kiss the top of your head. So odd, his darling is. You're lucky he finds it so endearing.