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[chalterdh22]

Day 18: Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier x Reader in “Tickle Fight” for Augtickletober2024

Summary:  This was requested by some, so this is part two of “I’m Not Ticklish!” from 2023 tickletober.  After finding out that your boyfriend is ticklish and you having some fun with him, he turns the tables really quickly.

Warnings: This is a tickle fic, so if that’s not your thing, don’t read.  Some swearing.  All fluff.  Ler: M Lee: F

When you tease your boyfriend about being ticklish and he happens to be an Avenger, you really should just keep your mouth shut.  That’s what I was thinking at least, when Bucky was right over me.  “What?”  I asked sweetly.

With a huge smile across his face, he said “Your turn Doll!”  And even though I’m strong, I’m not a super hero.  With that, he reached straight for my ribs and “massaged” them!  “Noooooooo, wait!”  I screeched as my body lifted in mid-air!   “Naaahahaaaaaa, itttt, wawassss just a jooookkkkeee, yo-you assssss!”

“Not smart to name call someone who is literally destroying you with some tickles, babe!”

“Do-dooon’t calllll meeeee that!” I was grabbing at both wrists, like it would do anything.  Gasping for air, I tried to roll over on my side and cover as much of myself as I could.

“Where you going Doll?”

“Uuugggh, enough with the pet names!” I swatted a hand at him, as he let up for a second, still squatting over me.  I was able to get my breath back.  Not making eye-contact with him, I acted like I was having a hard time breathing, so he leaned down to my face.

“Are you ok?”

“Yes,” I said quietly, hoping to earn some sympathy.

“Good,” he whispered, but not in a sweet way, more like a threatening way.  Just then, he squeezed the one hip that was on the top and started grabbing my thighs at the same time!

“No, noooooooo!  St-stooooooooppppp!”  I felt like I was dying!  I have never been that ticklish, so what the hell?  Was it because I truly liked him and was just more vulnerable, or is it the stupid arm of his, that he’s so shy of?

I was trying my best to wrestle him off of me.  “Mu-must be ni-niiice to have a st-strong, fake arm to heeeelp yooouuuu!”

“Wow, you really don’t know when to quit, but ok.  Here.”  He stopped and stood up to remove his arm, now his t-shirt hung on the one side where it was.  “There, is this fairer now?”

I was still laying on the floor, but now face up, getting my energy back, I nodded yes to him.  Then he started to kneel down again, and I panicked.  I knew, because he had told me before, that he doesn’t have the best balance when he doesn’t have his metal arm in.

I kicked his shin hard, so as he was half squatting he stumbled back, just far enough where I could roll on his shins.  I grabbed one of his ankles and started to tickle his foot hard.  I heard this high-pitched scream that was coming from his lips and he rolled back, almost like he got the wind knocked out of him.

“Ah, is this why you never wanted foot rubs from me?  That’s so sweet!”  He sat up fast while laughing and pulling at his legs, and swung his arm to grab me, but I rolled further to the side without an arm now and kept scratching at his tapped foot.

“I I meannnn iiittt!  Nooooooo!  Naahahahhaaaa!”  I grabbed his other foot, so it didn’t feel left out.

“No what?”  He was full-fledged belly laughing now. 

I stopped and rolled on the floor next to him, both of us out of breath. 

“You’re mean, you know?”  I nodded my head agreeing with him.  “I didn’t even know my feet were ticklish, damn!”

“Surprise!”  I said.  He laughed and took my hand and kissed it.

I stood up and took his hand and helped him to his feet.  “You are amazing, Bucky.”  I said softly to him.  He took his hand and put it on my cheek, and we kissed softly. 

“I know I am.”  He said with a cute smile.

What a shit I thought. 

The End

[vole-mon-amour]

You know, I was surprised by the amount of people asking for s4. I understand, it's your favourite show. Mine, too. I'll be devastated if we never see Phil as Jamie again (he's my fav character, can't do anything about it). I'll miss him very very much.

However,

1. I was amazed by the amount of things they got wrong but general audience saying that the finale was perfect and asking for more. We must be watching a very different show.

2. After that AMA with Brendan, I simply don't trust the writers to continue this. In my mind it's a bit of a relief that we're probably not getting more because of the possibility of them ruining it even further.

Sure, one of my fav episodes (Sunflowers, 3x06) was written by Jason S. and Joe Kelly. Brendan was probably involved in some way, but not enough to give him credit for writing and directing it.

International break, 3x10, was written by Jane Becker. There are moments that I dislike, but the entire Uncle day? Roy & Jamie being besties? Roy finding the right words after he sees Jamie giving a nod to Sam that couldn't represent his team? Chef's kiss. I still think the way they handled Roy x Keeley was awful, but still. It was, more or less, a nice episode in my opinion.

Mom city, 3x11, was written by both Jason and Brendan & I absolutely LOVE it for most part (especially if we ignore the entire 'forgive him' thing with Jamie's dad). Jamie-centric episode that I'll always cherish & it's a shame we didn't have more of those. Give Phil all the awards. Love love LOOOVEEE IIITTT. Even better, give Jamie his own spin-off and invite Phil back as Jamie. (But then again, the fear of them bringing James back into Jamie's life and showing it as a good thing... The fear is Real.)

However, how could all Jason, Joe, and Brendan together write and release 3x12 as is is beyond me. How could they give us all those parallels, all that build up, only for it to ruin it in the finale? Jamie and his dad, Beard and Jane, the weird triangle thing that before this was mostly presented as ot3 but suddenly turned in the dumbest possible '2 people are chasing another same one' and Roy & Jamie both being OOC as HELL. Even ot3 aside, what was that bar talk? Jamie would never. Then at Keeley's house and Roy that's 'been working his ass off for the past year' but actually regressed to the point of BEFORE we see him in s1. He was presented as mentally mature in s1. I understand that he's jealous and insecure, but getting back to throwing punches at your best friend trying to convince himself/believing that after one night stand (that was VERY poorly addressed in 3x10 and 3x11 in my opinion) you're getting back together with your ex when she's been turning you down again and again? After that misogynistic comment about "But she's a woman, so you never know." WHO wrote that and why? Who allowed this to appear in the actual episode? And don't give me the "He's only human" treatment, he was always human but he never treated Keeley that shitty. He was better than that from the beginning. Or is it just me who wanted him to be better? Plus, Roy attacking Jamie after KNOWING what Jamie went through and how awful it is for him.

Before TL there was a show that I loved very much, but it disappointed me to the point that I started hating it, dropped it before the last season aired, and blacklisted it everywhere. I won't name it, but the writers were absolutely awful and treated the fans and the main gay ship like clowns. Typical Cis White Guys behavior towards their own characters and writing them as OOC as possible. I was very afraid this might happen to TL but was hoping that it won't. After 3x12? You guys. All my trust into their writing and believing in knowing what they're doing completely disappeared.

I am gutted bc of how much this show means to me and how it helped me through the darkest time in my life, but also... Are we sure we want more? Are we sure we trust them to continue this with these characters? I can kinda imagine the female football team, but to continue with all of our favs?

Mmm, I'm not sure about that, guys. Are you?

[alldni]

also jack being described as a rogue time when and. the regency episode being titled rogue... i know what they're doing

WAIT WHY ARE YOU COOKING. WAIT… ARE WE GENIUSES? GUYS? ARE WE ONTO SOMETHING?

every doctor who channel I’ve been watching has been saying they hope it’s not jack 😭 those losers don’t GET IIITTT

personally…. I feel this episode will be time agent jack and it’ll in a way be a send off for jack. i feel like this is probably gonna be our last chance to see jack on screen and i think the doctor oughtta get some closure with him and this is how they’re doing it… the british commentators on YouTube just don’t get us jack girlies 🤧🤧🤧🤧

here’s the titles for the season if anyone hasn’t seen —

[bluiex]

Anon you gave me brain rot with Mumbo being a human and being mistaken for vex/watcher It starts slowly, but he starts to notice things. At first he thought he was sleep deprived from late nights working on his inventions. His teeth weren't sharper were they? Over time he realized that yes, yes they were which was strange. Could it be the enviroment he's now in? He starts taking notes on little changes, he starts craving meat more and more. But what worries him is, he's not craving cooked meat no but raw Things start to look different too, enough that he can't brush it off as another night of working to long. But none of it really made any sense, maybe he was going crazy after all. Things seemed to progress so slowly so it wasn't an illness, not that he thought one could do That to him I like to imagine Grian, Scar and Cub are all about. Cub helps him with his inventions and he brings up the strange things. Cub is a man of science like him after all, but he just gets a hum from Cub who doesn't out right dismiss things. But doesn't confirm them either Scar always changes the subject when its brought up. But has been more and more keen on bringing Mumbo snacks and food. Saying its cause he works to hard and misses meals, which is true. So he assumes Scar is just being friendly Grian laughs the first time Mumbo brings it up, stating if that were the case they'd all be changing around here. He didn't mean it in a mean spirited way, Mumbo would learn later it was how Grian was able to keep himself composed. But the more time Mumbo spent around Grian the more things seemed... off about the man. He could have sworn he seen eyes hovering around Grian out of the corner of his eyes, but when he goes to look. Grian looks normal in everyway It would be awhile before Mumbo finally was told what was going on Hope you don't mind the hijacked idea anon its so so good. Just my little take on it -@spacecatdet

I love iiittt. Mumbo just trying to get answers but those who know (and prob the reason it's happening) don't give straight answers

(No idea are hijacked we all share here and build off one another)

[thenewfuture]

A-Akane...?

I...I....wh-what've I've done...I've......

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I know...I know it's hard to recall such a tragic and devasting memory...but know you'll never truly heal if you run from it instead....

Take it slowly, and just...let the memory flow...best as you can....

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Nnngghhh.....

*Flashback......Two years ago, in a shallow, poorer, run-down part of town...*

*Akane stands in an alley as it rains...her blood-soaked hands wash away...and she is surrounded by corpses...

*......children...corpses....*

Hah, well that care of that...

Little sucks that they won't see the new world we'll make, but how else would I feel such raw despair such as this?

???: ......Unngghh....Unnngghh...

Oh...

Seems I missed one...

*Akane approaches a body, and tosses it out of the way, there lies a woman breavily heavily, broken and bloody*

Oh hey, “ma”, so here’s where you slithered off to!

Akane’s mom: Ah....Aka....Akane...why....?

Yeah, yeah I know. Sucks.

But look at it like this...

Now you’ll finally spend time with them after so many years of nothing!

Akane’s mom: I....I just....what I.....

What? I know you tried to get money for us, provide a roof over our heads and I get that, you tried and all...

You just SUCK at it!

Me? I was the one takin’ care of little Hotami, Moro, and the rest, while you just slept with pratically every fuckin’ guy that came your way and made more of ‘em!

Yuuji, Dachi, Hinaka, Naoko, Unjii, Tami, Niyo, Purin, Botamo, they all kept coming. They all needed to be fed, washed and token care of. But did big ol’ Akane complain? Noooo.

Did Akane and the big ones complain about taking multiple jobs just to make sure everything was in order for the little runts? Noooo.

Did Akane complain after all the times she was used and groped at by all these perverted, old geezers?! Noooo!

Did Akane complain when your old lovers would come and feel her up too, and sometimes even beat her!?

Oh noooooo, no no no! Not me, not big ol’ strong Akane! Leave everything up to big sis, she’s got this! She can take iiittt!

And remind me; where were you during all this?! Hmm?

That’s right! NOWHERE TO BE FOUND! *stomp!*

I took care of these brats myself! All alone for so many years! Because you were so fucking, stupid! Dumb! Dimwitted! To even know the shit going on in her own house!

All this! All these of doing stunts, and gymanstics and fights; all of this, just so I could be the better caregiver you clearly suck at!

Akane’s mom: ....Uggghh....S...selfish....selfish...!

.......

What.

Akane’s mom: You...you’re so selfish....! I...I had to work hard too.....Do....do things unspeakable too...! Y-you even got to....t-to be a gymnast and....p-provided money for us.....and...and you still c-complain...? You’re th-the selfish one....where was my help....m-my help for all those-

Selfish.....?

Selfiiisssshh!? *Akane puts her foot to her mother’s neck even harder!*

I’ve been stuck!

Taking care of YOUR KIDS!

MY WHOLE! ENTIRE! LIFE!

And the only thing you’ve done-

WAS SIT THERE AND LET THAT SHIT HAPPEN!

Akane’s mom: Auugghhh!....But...b-but....but....!

And newsflash; I didn’t do the gymstaics to go pro, go to Hope’s Peak or even for the fuckin’ money...!

I DID IT SO WE COULD FUCKING EAT!!!!

Akane’s mom: Auuugghhh! A....A....kane.... *Akane’s foot is planted more onto her neck....*

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But like I said, its okay now.

I won’t have to worry about anyone else anymore!

And you can finally spend some quality time with my siblings after who freakin’ knows how long!

Akane’s mom: Ah....I-I.....

Welp! Better finish this up!

Seeya later, “ma”!

Akane’s mom: W-wait! No, n-nooooo! 

*CRUUUUNCH!*

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Heh heh....heh heh heh heh.....

Ah hahahahahahaaaaa!

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[valentine-cafe]

Y'ALL JUST CAN'T DROP THIS INFO AND EXPECT EVERYTHING TO BE OK!!! IT'S STARTED TO TAKE A MENTAL AND PHYSICAL TOLL!! 52!?!?!? 1311 ALESSIO IS 52?!?!?! *distant sobbing* THERE ARE FINGER SHAPED MARKS GOING DOWN MY WALLS BECAUSE OF YOU TWO!!! AWOOOGA AWOOGA I WANNA BE HIS CONTROVERSIAL YOUNGER GF (OF LEGAL AGE OFC OFC) I WANNA I WANNA TREAT HIM RIGHT!!! I WANNA GIVE HIM A BOUQUET OF FLOWERS!!I WANNA SUCK HIS DI- *explosion*

I'M SO READY FOR HIS INTRODUCTION POST!!! YOU GUYS DO YOUR CHARACTERS JUSTICE WITH THE INTRODUCTION POST SO I'M VERY EXCITED!!!! OOOOOWWWEEEE!!!

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⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ I WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT WHENEVER YOU SEND AN ASK HOWL EXCITEDLY READS OVER IT IN OUR SELF-ASSIGNED "MUSHROOM VOICE" AND JUST DMDKSDMD GIIIIIDDD WE LOVE YOU AND ALL YOUR HYPE

BUT YEESSS HE IS SO WORTH BEING FERAL OVER GO WILD

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y e s the controversial young gf who he spoils with gifts and is super affectionate with and and and also he doesn't care what people say. and and he likes having you in his lap all pretty and sometimes gives you his perfume to wear and and — HHHH

WE'VE GOTTEN HIS INTRO POST OUT SO SO SO!! HOPE YOU LIKE IIITTT ꒱

[rrxnjun]

well idk what kind of url u want but tbh jihoon reminds me of daisies cuz one time he posted them so the only thing i could think of is juhoonsdaisies or sumn like it's kind of cute but it's definitely not like ur other usernames so i don't think i helped;-; but I hope you have already managed to kind of like the url u came up with;-;

aaa don't worry exams suck so i understand so take ur time with it💕💕but very excited about the review🥹

THOSE SLAP SO HARD I HAVE BEEN LISTENING TO THEM SO MUCH!!! yessss i love noise music but u can only listen to it so much;-; and i will deff check out more of their songs once i'm not in a music overload🥸 THAT PERFORMANCE WAS🤌🤌 THE FITS THE VOCALS EVERYTHING WAS SO GREAT🤌🤌 and without you definitely became one of my fav songs rn it's so great and idk what kind of songs it reminds me but i love iiittt

yeahhh i would hope its easier but i know it won't be;-; i'm used to studying a lot but idk if only i feel it as a lot and it actually isn't so we will see😬 and thank u for praying i did really bad lmao so i'm hoping to just get a 45% and i will be good so we shall see in june🥸

EXAMS SUCK SO MUCH ACTUALLY WAHHH;-; my hungarian lit, grammar and history i did surprisingly well i think but i will only know the actual results of them on the 5th of june soooo😬 IM MANIFESTING FOR U AS WELL!!! I HOPE ALL WENT WELL AND WILL GO WELL IF U HAVE LEFT!!!! i hope u are doing well and are taking care of urself as well!!! ahhh it will be only easier in like july so🥲 BUT I HOPE U DID/WILL DO WELL ON THEM!! GOOD LUCK!!!! AND RELAX A LOT AFTER U ARE DONE AS WELL!!!!

AND TODAY OR TOMORROW EXPECT A REVIEW OF UR NEW FIC AND I READ THE SUMMARY AND IM SJHDNFJGKG AND VERY GLAD U HAD THE TIME AND WERE IN THE MOOD TO WRITE🥳🥳🥳🥳(liebestraum anon💓💞)

omg thats def very cute but im more of a cool url kind of girlie 😔😔💔 with how things are going with my writing we'll see if i even use the blog tho but maybe its just my current poor mental health speaking AHAHA also still no review because i SUCK im so sorry 😭😭😭

you can only listen to so much noise music before it gets old imo SJSJAJ i had my strong noise music phase back with stray kids and then nct and the 4th gen but i grew to appreciate calmer songs now ig 😭 like noise music has to be done well to be listenable and thats why i hardly stan 4th gen noise music bgs 💔 nct will forever be the best noise. but im so glad u agree the fits in that perf were so so good the all white ?? magnificent. especially jinyoung. u probably dont know which one he is but thats not important rn HAHA. i think without you will definitely be in my top tracks on spotify for this year ive become so obsessed with the song 😭😭

no i think if u assume youre studying a lot then it actually IS alot bc even now i can say im not studying THAT much but maybe thats bc im a fast learner ??? idk idk. omg is 45% enough to pass there?? 😭 i have to have 65% at least and when i heard that literal med school students only need 50% i almost threw a fit bc how is that possible. how can a psych major need more to pass than a literal ASPIRING DOCTOR. (law majors need 75% tho so that calmed me down really quickly). however i am manifesting for you !!!! im sure u did well and will continue to do well if u have any more exams🤞🤞🤞 i failed one of mine 💀💀💀 but i retook it yesterday and i think i passed this time. i have 2 left and both are kinda difficult but. lets manifest.

[kusundei]

eeuugghh i am so. rxhausted. like. im going to kms. like j am so tired of everyrhint and i keep being so??? weird??? i just cant be like that is the thing theres no justification for it its just me being annoying. i mean atp we r even now arent we. at least i resonate slightly this time but i acknowledge that this isnt even a little bit similar.

it just makes me feel so bad because im like ? its a week. why am i crashing out. like im acting like im going to die when truly nothing is goijg on it just is so annoying because why am j unmotivated and why do i keep being so :-(. why is everything making me :-(. if snything i just need to get a grip a bit. i judt keep wanting to like die or something like SPARE ME i wish i was in therapy a little. if i had connie maybe. maybe maybe maybe. nkt like she couldve done much for me she woukd just help me feel less crazy. maybe id invalidate myself a little less and id be more or less mentally sound. i just hate how. its all giving. you know. like thats not my thing and i feel like i am just? labeling it now for the sake of it??? which is annoying because now its in my brain its what i keep thinking abt and i think its because i keep hoping rhat i’ll find some solution for it if i find that label but also. realistically no. i just dont appreciate gow evil ive been and how unstable i am and why i cant control ANYTHING ABT MYSELF. like god what the fuck is wrong with me just stop. stop iiittt.

just keep panicking a bit. irs not like i wont live and i keep finding myself being okay w it for a bit and then i realize like the ACTUAL WEIGHT OF IT and then i crash out a little bit more again. like i wish i could be consistent. i need that consistency. esp with myself. its so annoying like i want to die and i think its cuase im jusr so tired. im so tired and im so stressed and jm so upset all the time and i hate feeling like that. everything is piling onto me and idk truly how much longer i can take it for but i have no other choice truly. if my mom would be a little kinder to me and spare me then maybe id be okay but i dont like pleading and begging with a brickcwall. yes the phone works both ways but it doesnt help if you dont pick up the fucking phone.

its not like i dont answer you. i do. and i do talk to you first. its just bad when you are evil and bad because why would i put myself through that? i know you are also stressed and you have your own stuff going on but your shit adds onto mine and its making me want to kms. times like these especially kow that irs nearing dec r when i should be cutting myself slack. or at least unburdening myself and being kinder but i am noticing myself just being hardher and harsher. i cant control it though and its judt lkkr rugh i cant im so exhausted im going to die. i wish we didnt compare and you would treat me like a normal person. im sorry i get upswt and i have bad days and im jusr a robot or something. it doesnt work like that and im sorry 😓

I just. need a break. and i need to stop thinking abt it bcuz it keeps making me continuously upset. but what can i really do ^_^;

cmon dont leave me :-( it cant be that easy babe :-( if you believe me i guess i’ll get on a plane :-( fly to your city :-( excited to see your face :-( hold me console me :-( and then i’ll leave without a trace :-(

[lokisprettygirl]

Awwww, chapter 46 was so sweet, soft....and delicious 🤗😏❤️‍🔥. I can't with these two, they're so adorable ❤️💚.

They and their love are really unique. I'm glad that they talked and that y/n tells Loki that she's hurt, overwhelmed and still afraid to lose him and his love. But Loki's love is genuine and unbreakable. I hope she's getting used to be loved so truly soon. I'm also glad for him that he doesn't have to keep the truth from her anymore. What a relief because he hated to "lie" to her.

But wtf....they were found by someone, it's all out there on the TV...damn it. But it was clear that this would happen sooner or later. They (all) cannot hide forever. The cliffhanger....I love iiittt and I have a theory what y/n is going to do : she will go public and I have some more ideas but I won't share them 🤭😉.

I will see if I'm right or not and like always, you will surprise me 😁🤗🥰. But one thing is for sure: she will do everything for her Bodyguard and it will be a further confirmation for him that he's truly loved too 🥰😍

That was a lovely, wonderful and spicy chapter, my Queen 👑. Love you endlessly ❤️

🖤💚🖤💚❤❤🖤💚🖤💚

He's such a baby if I had someone like him around me I'd never even look at any other man again 🤣

And yessss she's going to do something for him and it's high time that she stands up for her man like he has stood for her all these times.

Lovee you infinite ❤️❤️❤️❤️

[teirrart]

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Duck Duck Goose- Lashton

Paring: Ashton and Luke

Tooth rotting Fluff, Hard G- mentions of sex, not edited, first fic posted on here

Let me know what you think. Enjoy some fluffy Lashton as kids

Luke was four years old and was way too excited to play with the older kids. He was trying to contain it as much as possible because the big kids invited him to play duck duck goose. His favorite game of course. He was mostly excited because Ashton, who is almost seven, asked him to join. No one ever joined this big kid group. Therefore, his younger friends envied Luke. Well Luke also had an `in` with this group. Ashton was Luke’s neighbor and secret best friend. Ashton normally could not be seen with Luke because he was younger but needed a boy to play with because his sister was just born, so Luke became Ashton best secret friend. Luke was surprised when Ashton asked him over to play duckduckgoose but so overjoyed. He did not spill the secret of him and Ashton being friends. Luke acted tough to appear as if he was a big kid. Ashton was grateful of course.

The other big kids (6-7 yrs. old), aka Mikey, Calum, Zayn, Niall, Liam, Harry, Andrew, and John all complained about letting a younger kid play with them but Ashton told them to shut up because he was the leader. Luke was so small compared to the rest of the big kids but Ashton knew he could run fast. As they sat in the circle, Ashton was trying to decide who would start this game. Luke sat next to Ashton because it was the only spot open and he was somewhat scared of the bigger but knew Ash would protect him.

Ashton snapped to gain the boys’ attention and said, “Okay guys I am choosing Mikey to start off the game.”

Mikey rolled his eyes, stood up, and started saying, “Duck duck duck.”

He was tapping everyone’s head, and tapped Luke’s head little too hard for the four-year old.

Luke shook it out, still happy to be there and Ash glared at Mikey as he yelled “Goose!” while tapping Zayns head.

Zayn jumped up and started after a screeching Mikey. After a few rounds no one had picked Luke but he did not care he was happy to be in the big kids presence. It was Liam’s turn and he lightly tapped on Luke s head saying, “Goose.”

Luke did not register that he was chosen. Ashton nudged Luke’s arm and smiled, “Love it’s your turn.”

Luke smiled back, stood up, and started running after Liam. Half way around the circle Andrew stuck his foot out and tripped Luke. Liam did not plan for that to happen and he stopped quickly looking shocked. Ashton yelled, “What the hell Andrew!” as he ran over to Luke who had hit the ground hard and skinned his knee.

Ashton kneeled next to Luke and asked, “Are you okay Lukey?”

Luke nodded trying not to let the tears spill over. He did not want to be seen as a baby in front of the big kids.

“They are butt heads…let’s get you home to clean your knee.* Luke giggled because Ash said a bad word. Ashton smiled and helped Luke up so they could go home.

Once a distance away from the older kids, Luke stuttered, “T-thanks Ashton.”

“For what?”

“Let-ting m-me play to-day.”

“Oh Luke. That is what best friends are for.”

“Secret best friends?” Luke looked up hopeful. He did not know if Ash would be mad at him for being tripped, even though it was not his fault.

“No Luke …”

Luke looked sad as if he could cry again.

“We are real best friends…it’s a good thing Luke.”

Luke’s smile perked right back up…the one Ashton loved, dimples and all.

They walked into Luke s house, and Liz said, “Hi boys…oh god! Luke are you okay baby?” she noticed Luke s dirty shirt and scraped knee.

“Y-yea. Ashy hel-ped me,” Luke smiled up at Ashton.

Ashton heart melted at the four year old.

“And Miss Liz, I was gonna clean up the scrape so he can be clean for dinner.” Ashton said politely, smiling.

“Okay boys. Hurry up dinner will be ready soon, and Ashton you can stay for dinner.”

“Thank you. Come on Lukey.” Ashton grabbing Luke s hand taking him to the bathroom.

Ashton sat Luke on the toilet seat and poured peroxide on the scrape.

“Ow! Ow!” Luke yelped, squirming a bit.

“Shhh,” Ashton kissed Luke’s cheek. “It’s ok love. Let’s get you a Power Rangers Band-Aid yeah?”

Luke nodded. Ashton found the blue ranger Band-Aid to match Luke s adorable blue eyes.

“All done. Let’s go eat. I’m starving,” Ashton rubbed his stomach and then tickled Luke’s tummy and said, “Bet you’re hungry too.”

Luke giggled, “Aaaasshhhy stooooppp iiittt.” Ashton laughed too.

They walked into the kitchen where Liz was setting down the boys plates on the table.

“Oh Ashton your mom called, and said she’s gonna be home late so you can sleep over tonight.”

“You know what this means Luke?”

Luke shook his head no looking up with a mouth full of food.

“We get to have a sleepover Lukey… means we can stay up late, and watch movies in our pajamas and eat chocolate.”

“Oooh I like chocolate.” Luke bounced up and down his chair. It was now Ashton turn to giggle.

“Only two pieces of chocolate. You boys still need to go to sleep,” Liz said.

“Ah man.” Luke sounded bummed.

“Lu I’ll let you pick the movie.”

“Wooo-hoo.”

They finished their dinner and quickly dressed in their jammies and settled into Luke’s bed and started watching Lion King. Luke snuggled into Ashton chest half way through the movie and said, “I’m slee-py.”

“You can go to sleep Lukey-boy.” Ashton looked down at Luke yawning.

“I love you Ashy…night night.” Luke whispered. Ashton melted again.

“Love you too Luke,” Ashton kissed the top of Luke’s head and closed his eyes as well, leaving the movie play on.

“So Lauren, that’s when I knew I loved your brother,” Luke explained. Lauren wanted a true romance bedtime story since she was visiting her brother in LA.

“Oh my goodness that is soooo cute. Please tell me more stories.” Lauren squealed.

“No more embarrassing Ashton stories. It’s time for bed young lady.” Ashton interrupted story time.

“Mood killer, dad.” Lauren joked as she went to brush her teeth.

Luke laughed, “She is just like you.”

“Great.” Ashton rolled his eyes, laughing.

Ashton and Luke trotted off to bed themselves.

Once settled in bed Ash asked, “Is that really when you fell in love with me?”

“At four you don’t know what love is but I knew I never wanted to be with anybody else.”

“Luke, do you want to know when I fell in love with you?” Ashton cheeky smile appeared.

“When?” Luke responded looking up at his lover.

“When I was seventeen and it was the first time you deep throated me.” Ashton replied giggling.

“Fuck off.” Luke playfully smacked Ashtons arm. “I can’t believe you still remember that.”

“Luke I remember everything you do to me… from the first feeling of butterflies in my stomach you gave me when I was six. The time you kissed me when I scored a goal in my soccer game, to when we started exploring each other’s bodies. Oh yeah the time we had amazing phone sex while you were on vacation with your family…I came so hard.”

Ashton giggled letting Luke relive the memory before starting again, “I remember the first I love you’s as boyfriends and when I was so nervous and asked you to be my boyfriend. When we first got Petunia and we stayed up for days just looking at her because she was snoring so loud. I want you to know I love your laugh, your bum, your eyes, and your sass, pretty much everything about you. I think it’s about time I do this…” Ashton trailed off, sliding out of bed. He walked over to his dresser where he grabbed a little black box.

Luke was confused and sat up in bed. Ashton got down on one knee, and started, “Luke Robert Hemmings, you mean so much to me and I didn’t have a clue when I was gonna do this but tonight seemed so fitting. When I heard you telling Lauren that you loved me at four, I knew this was the right moment. I have loved you since we were secret best friends and Luke will you do me the honors of marrying me?”

Luke had his hands over his mouth completely shocked, “Oh my god! Yes Ashy. Yes! Yes!”

Ashton stood up and Luke jumped into his arms. After Luke calmed down Ashton put the ring on Luke’s finger. Tears flowed as Luke continued looking at his left hand in wonderment.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

[headoverjojo]

Angst headcanons: S/O dying the same way as Caesar, while trying to protect Bruno's gang from an enemy stand/the boss?

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Bruno’s gang’s s/o dies the same way as Caesar while trying to protect them

(Under the cut for length!)

Bruno Bucciarati

There was only one person that Bruno trusted with all his heart: his s/o. Together, they had faced everything; they were here when he was just at the beginning of his path into Passione, they were together when the boys joined their slowly growing gang, they were here when Bruno finally became Caporegime… they were not only his s/o; they were also his best friend, his adviser… his everything. He loved them more than anything else and now… and now they were gone.

It all happened in a confused blur: Bruno was holding Trish, with his s/o at his side, facing the Boss, who was hidden in the shadows. Both were ready to fight with all their strength for what was right: protecting Trish from her degenerated father. The Boss, however, hadn’t become the leader thanks to his mercy, but thanks to his immense power; a power that he used that time too. King Crimson activated his power, and the Boss, suddenly, wasn’t in front of them anymore.

Bruno didn’t even have the time to blink that he felt hastily pushed to a side. He turned around, in order to fall on his back and not on Trish, and he saw it: one of the enormous columns of the church was falling on the spot where, just a second before, he, Trish and his s/o were. Wait a minute… G/N! Why were they still there?! They had the chance to look at him one last time, a brief instant, before the column crushed them.

Bruno didn’t even have the time to realize what was just happened; he had to defend himself and Trish from the Boss. When Giorno arrived and the Boss retired, Bruno’s mind finally started to elaborate what was just happened. They… no, it couldn’t be… not now, not like this. He left Trish with Giorno and rushed to the point where he had seen his s/o for the last time, only to find a pool of blood that was expanding from under the column. He didn’t move, he didn’t speak. His eyes were glued on the blood that now was staining his shoes. Mista, run inside a little after Giorno, had to forcefully tear Bruno from the scene, rushing outside with Giorno and a still unconscious Trish, and then on the boat, leaving that place of death.

Bruno seemed… dull. Dull and hollow, from then on. He moved, he went on, he led his boys, but without real motivation. If only, the only sparkle of motivation that still forced him not to just stop was that he had to protect Trish and to eliminate her father. His s/o had lost their life to allow him and Trish to come out alive from San Giorgio Maggiore; Bruno couldn’t allow anything to happen to Trish, or his s/o’s sacrifice would have been vain. He couldn’t permit it; he would have had time to cry for them once Trish was finally safe.

Leone Abbacchio

Abbacchio never thought to ever fall in love, not after what happened that terrible rainy night. But his s/o had proved him wrong; they managed to become his friend, they gently crawled under his skin, becoming important, fundamental to him, like water, like air. When he was feeling like the world was crushing him with its weight made of guilt and sorrow, they were here, with him, lifting that weight and carrying it with him. They were his fateful companion, his best friend, his confident, his lover… with them he felt safe and at ease. And, as they had a fighting stand, they were also perfect to go with him on missions, as, when Moody Blues was replaying, Abbacchio was basically defenseless. And this, in the end, led them to their end.

They were in a crippled tunnel, following Moody Blues, now in replay, to track a target’s actions. It all seemed normal, as usual; but, suddenly, Moody Blues stopped and Abbacchio fell on his knees, wheezing and panting. An enemy stand had grabbed Moody Blues on its throat and was tightening its grip, suffocating both user and stand. Abbacchio’s s/o was fast to act: they called out their stand, launching it to fight the enemy one and to free Moody Blues. They succeeded and they also managed to push Abbacchio out of the tight tunnel which, due to the fight, was starting to collapse. They had finally obliterated their enemy, but it was too late; the tunnel was crumbling. They still, however, tried to escape; they couldn’t give up so easily… Abbacchio, still dazed by the previous air loss, tried to come back, to help them, but it was all vain; the tunnel collapsed on his s/o when they were almost out.

Abbacchio stayed there all the night, digging and throwing aside debris, hour after hour, calling them, hoping beyond any possibility that they were still alive, somehow. He couldn’t accept their death, he didn’t want to; if they were dead, he… he would have died with them. It couldn’t be, it just couldn’t be… but, when a cloudy dawn brought a little more light, Abbacchio had to face the cruel reality: G/N was dead. He could just stand on the debris, his hands bloody and wounded, so still to seem a statue. Bruno and Fugo found him like this and a quick glance was enough to understand what had happened. The whole team grouped around Abbacchio, trying to help him not to crush down, now that he was totally lost. Bruno had already seen his friend like this one time, when he was on a self-destruction path; he managed to save him that time, he was willing to do it again. He just didn’t know if, this time, it would have been possible.

Guido Mista

Mista and his s/o shared a view of life focused on enjoying the little joys every day could give. This was valid also in their relationship; every misunderstanding they might have was resolved and left behind in a matter of hours, leaving them more mature and closer. Mista’s heart wasn’t easy to get, and what he felt for them was pure and sincere; he would have done everything for them, as they would have done everything for him. They weren’t just a formidable couple in daily life, but also a power couple on missions! Mista’s s/o’s stand was a long range stand, like the Pistols, so they could easily work in tandem; they were the perfect partner for missions. However, not even Mista’s carefulness, not even lady luck always at his side could prevent what happened that tragic day.

They were following from afar their target, silent and careful as always. They needed to be discreet, in order to do a good job. It was going all well, as always, but they didn’t know they were followed too by few of the target’s subordinates. When they noticed, it was too late; they couldn’t fight fairly, not against a whole group of enemies! They had to run, to try, at least, to save their life; they were behind him, just a meter behind, Mista remembered it well. The Pistols redirected few bullets behind, toward the targets. He didn’t see when it happened, but, at a certain point, one of the enemy stand activated its power, which was, basically, earthquakes. The ruined and tall walls of the alley they were running through started to dangerously shake; Mista felt a push on his back and he was propelled above, he fell on the ground, out of the alley. When he turned back, quickly, he saw just dust, so, so much dust, and debris, and heavy, heavy brick walls falling on his G/N, still in the alley. In a blink, everything was ended; the dust slowly settled down, and they weren’t at his side. They were still under the debris, under tons and tons of bricks. Mista clearly heard his heart breaking, as his legs betrayed him, making fall on the ground. The Pistols were trying both to make him get up and to search for G/N; they couldn’t believe they were gone, they didn’t want to… Mista didn’t move, he stayed on his knees, staring at the alley that had stolen G/N from his life. In that moment, the world didn’t seem anymore a place that could give small joys every day; it was just a source of pain. But… they wouldn’t have wanted him to give up. And so, he got up and he managed to save his life, and he went on like this, treasuring the life that G/N had saved sacrificing theirs. He couldn’t let their sacrifice go wasted.

Narancia Ghirga

He and his s/o met a little after Narancia joined Bruno and Fugo in the small, but growing, gang. They were like him, a person who had turned their back to an abusive family; now, Narancia was their family. They were best friend, the only support each other had had during the dark times of their life, the comforting voice when one of them was having a nightmare… their mutual and deep affection soon turned to a deeper feeling, something that made them be even closer. They were so close-knit that they didn’t even had to see the other to perfectly coordinate with them; they were perfect together, both in their daily life and in their work. And the breaking of this coordination was the thing that saved one and killed the other.

Narancia’s speciality were reconnaissance solo missions; with his Aerosmith, he could detect targets in a vast range. Instead, his s/o’s stand was a close range one, so, when Aerosmith was too far to be back in time to defend its user, G/N could defend both themselves and Narancia. It wasn’t the first time it did happen; to be fair, Narancia was pretty often attacked, as he was often mistaken as the weak link of Bucciarati’s gang. It happened that time too; Aerosmith was too far, and so his s/o had to call out their stand to protect both of them. Their stand was ridiculously strong and resistant; the enemy’s stands couldn’t do anything against it. But, when Aerosmith was finally approaching, G/N noticed that one of the enemy stands was leaking something… something oily, something greasy, like…

Their eyes widened in horror when they understood. They didn’t have the time to scream to Narancia to not shoot, as Aerosmith was already doing it. They had just the time use their stand to launch him far, a second before the bullets touched the strange substance, making it explode. Narancia, who was landed on a couple of garbage can that had cushioned the fall, felt his heart sink when he saw the low building they were on crushing down. No, it couldn’t be… he immediately ran to it, digging, screaming their name, screaming until his lungs were burning. No one answered his call. His teammates had to forcefully tear him away from the debris, as he was screaming and crying and pleading to leave him here, saying that he had to find them… they died because of him. They died because he shot with Aerosmith. Bruno’s words were useless; nothing could convince him that it hadn’t been his fault. And maybe… maybe the only way to make amend and to honour them was to go on. To go on and to try to make something good, as they would have wanted, even if, from now on, alone.

Pannacotta Fugo

Fugo met his s/o in the streets. He had roamed around for a little, by now, and he knew how to get away with every kind of small crimes he usually did to survive; they were clearly in the streets since a little time, maybe not even a week, and they looked lost and scared… Fugo knew how it was to feeling like that. And so, he befriended them, teaching them how to survive and how to use law and every kind of little quibble to their benefit. They soon became an unstoppable duo that could survive any situation and, from friends, they became lovers, slowly, smoothly, as it was a natural step. Even in Bruno’s gang, they were still working together, as G/N was the only one who managed to calm down Fugo even when he was so enrage to lose a little the control of Purple Haze. They would have done and given everything for each other; and they did it ‘till the last day.

Fugo knew that, even if a plan was planned to the smallest details, something could go wrong. This happened that night; he and his s/o had to control a delicate exchange at the docks. Fugo didn’t like that place; the containers were surrounding them and they could have been the perfect place for a sniper. He had pointed it out, but the Boss wanted the exchange to happen in that place, and the Boss’s orders couldn’t be discussed. And so here they were, and, as Fugo feared, the containers were used as cover to attack them. Fugo couldn’t call out Purple Haze, not if he wanted everyone around to live; so, he quickly and hastily grabbed the others, rushing them to a safer place. His s/o, instead, was covering their back, using their stand to throw back the bullets. The enemies, however, didn’t stop at bullets; to G/N’s horror, the containers started to shake, to shake more and more, until they started to fall. They looked above, at their Fugo was dragging the idiots they had to protect to a safe shelter, and they made their decision without a second thought. They catched a glimpse of a container that was falling dangerously close to Fugo and the group, and so, instead of use their stand to protect themselves from the bullets or to sustain the container, as it wasn’t strong enough for this, they used it to push away the group, stumbling back. The last thing they saw before the container crushed them were Fugo’s big, scared eyes and their name on his lips.

In that moment, Fugo’s life stopped, for a while. In his ears he was hearing a sharp ring, his eyes were glued on the container that had crushed his G/N, on the blood -his mind couldn’t even picture the imagine of his G/N’s crushed body- that was leaking from under it. He didn’t even feel Purple Haze coming out, lead by his totalizing agony, his loss, his mourn. Purple Haze reduced to a pulp everyone dared to come close to the last place where G/N was alive, and that now was their grave. Fugo didn’t fool himself into hoping that they were alive. They were not. They were gone. And he? What should he do now? Maybe just go on, a little more hollow, a little colder than before. And surely alone.

Giorno Giovanna

Giorno wasn’t a person who easily trusted someone. He was wary, he had been burned and scarred, in the past, by people he trusted. And, generally speaking, people didn’t consider him a lot. He was pretty invisible, and, all in all, he liked it. It was better than being bullied. But G/N was different. They were genuinely kind with him, and they seemed to sincerely enjoy his company. They became the only friend Giorno had, his most treasured person. They were not only his best friend, but his family too; and, after years, when Giorno came to understand the real entity of his feelings, lovers. They were his most trustful confident and his only supporter even when everything seemed lost; they were his rock and his reason to go on even when even his determination wasn’t enough. They were ready to follow him everywhere and to do everything to him; even to give their own life for him.

They had followed him also in that crazy, crazy rushing week where they all almost died at least twice; they were here when they took the plane from Venice, they were here when Abbacchio was killed, they were here when Silver Chariot Requiem switched the souls of everyone in Rome. They cried along Mista and Bruno when Narancia met his death, and they tried with them to take that damned arrow that had already took so much from them. And this was what the Boss was waiting for: they were so focused on the arrow that they, just for one, but fundamental, instant, forgot about the Boss, and he took full advantage of it. Using King Crimson, the Boss managed to put himself at a safe distance and near to an unsafe pylon which needed to be repaired. When the time started again to flow normally, for the others, the pylon was already falling on them. G/N saw it first and also saw that Giorno would have been crushed; not even Gold Experience could do anything, not in a so short time. So, they did the only thing they could do: they pushed away Giorno, stumbling in his place and, when the pylon fell, it crushed them instead of him. When Giorno turned around, he didn’t see G/N with them, as they should, they were nowhere to be found… then, his eyes fell on the blood that was warming his hands on the ground. It came from under the pylon.

Giorno didn’t really remember what happened after that. He had flashes of the arrow, of his new Requiem stand, of Diavolo’s demise… his memories started again when he found G/N’s body, now empty of any soul. It was perfect; they seemed just asleep… Giorno gently scooped them in his arms, as Mista did the same with Narancia, as Trish picked Bruno’s body on Polnareff’s wheelchair. They all were carrying an important and heavy, oh, so heavy load. Giorno felt dull, numb, as he wasn’t even living, right now, as he was just dreaming a terrible nightmare. He just wanted to wake up… but he couldn’t wake up from reality. They had given their life for him and his dream; it was now his duty to live on and to realize it, in order to not make their sacrifice useless.

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1,4,9,10,17,20,21,22, 24,26,38,42,49,51,53,55 (a nice one),58,60,63,65,66,67,73,74,75,76

1. Are looks important in a relationship? Hmm I'm not shallow, but sort of? Like I definitely have a type, and it's mostly just like, if you don't look like a cismale Chad I'm probably into it

4. Are you in a relationship? SEVERAL....... Okay I'm currently dating two like, systems? One with one other member, and one with a lot (some I don't know) and dating people within that system! Along with also dating people in my own system haha

9. Describe your perfect mate OKAY SO my biggest like quality I need is someone who makes me laugh. I never wanted to be in a relationship where humor wasn't a thing, and luckily I've never had that problem!!

10. Do you believe in love at first sight? I do!!! T///T I'm a big, soft romantic eheheh

17. Do you like kissing in public? SOMEWHAT I don't like, like, full on making out, but little pecks are great!!

20. Do you shower every day? God no, I'm depressed, bitch. Probably 3-4 times a week if that.

21. Do you think someone has feelings for you? Hhnnnggg no. Honestly I'm like, always in the state of, I can't imagine anyone having feelings for me tbh xD

22. Do you think someone is thinking about you right now? My Pred, probably lmao, he's always thinking of me cause he's a soft little cow

24. Do you think you’ll be married in 5 years? OH I HOPE SOOOOOOO /)////////(\

26. Has anyone told you they don’t want to ever lose you? YES!!!! Right now, like four people have and !!!!!!!! That's incredible especially considering the shit I've been through!!

38. Have you ever liked someone you didn’t expect to? YEEESSS,,,, some people who like, it happens a lot when I first make a friend, if they're NICE I get like "Oh no is this a crush???" vibes, but I let it die down before I act on it. There's a lot of people who I get bad vibes from at first then we CLICK.

42. How long can you just kiss until your hands start to wander? Oh god forever. My hands don't really wander much, I like holding faces or shoulders haha I only really "wander" if it's like, planned to go further

49. If you have a boyfriend/girlfriend, what is your favorite thing about him/her? I have a LOT OF PARTNERS I'll just write about the boyfriend who SENT ME THESE Okay my favorite thing??? That he's mentally ill as well, has his own issues, and still knows that mental health isn't something that gets better in a day. That there's gonna be ups and downs and he's always here for me!! He's very supportive and loyal I love him so much

51. Is there a boy/girl who you would do absolutely everything for? Hhnnn there's a lot of them actually, I care about my friends a lot!!! I try to help people a lot ;;w;;

53. Is there someone mad because you’re dating/talking to the person you are? LMAAOOOOOOOOO yeah, my bf's ex, who's a toxic little shit that blocked us and tried to say we hurt them. Then their friend who THEY kept telling us was toxic came to us, showed us everything the ex said, and we had the SAME EXACT screenshots about the FRIEND that the ex sent!!! Ridiculous.

55. Share a relationship story. Aaa a good one!!!! Okay um, I choose my first visit to see my BF in person!!! I got to borrow a car and come visit for like, almost a full week! I came during Thanksgiving, got to meet him and his family, we went out shopping and out to eat like every day, I was crying so fucking hard when I had to leave AND NOW I LIVE WITH HIM!!! After just over a year from that first visit!! We've been living together since late January of this year <3

58. What are five ways to win your heart? OH MAN okay uh -Call me by nicknames!!!! -GIVE ME GIFTS listen... I'm materialistic, but not for expensive things. Give me a cool rock. Send me a cute pet on CS. I'm a happy fox. -Tell me how much I mean to you!!! God I love the reassurance, ESPECIALLY when I'm like doubting my place in people's lives I get so self conscious aaaaa tell me I mean a lot to you and i'll MELT -Hmm I guess this is more flirty/sexual but, I love being lowkey threatened o////o like, tell me how you wanna hurt me, control me, that sort of thing -BE POSSESSIVE/CLAIM ME like,,,, holy fuck my heart's beating just THINKING OF IT. Like okay, to be clear, I'm poly, I'm gonna date other people so if you're ACTUALLY not good sharing do not do this xD But like, my partner will jokingly do this and I love it aaaa I also have friends who do it and i love iiittt~ Like just "my Lyric" AAAAAAAAAAA

60. What is the biggest age difference between you and any of your partners? Three years! That's counting body age, not like system member ages. (They're all adults though, if anything they're older than me xD)

63. What is your definition of “having sex”? H... having sex? I mean I guess it's like, anything past kissing? Like, touching and stuff I would consider "sexual activities" I guess?

65. What is your favourite foreplay routine? OOOHHHH /)///////(\ eeeheheheh, I like being kissed, kissing on my neck, nipping/biting, teasing my nipples, th-those sort of things, and like GRINDING AGAINST ME aaaaaa //////

66. What is your favourite roleplay? OOOHHHHHH I love getting my ass kicked, like beat me up, cut me up, mark me, HURT ME Also, I'm usually a bottom, but I like to fight back >:3c

67. What is your idea of the perfect date? I've said it once I'll say it again: The movies. I love going to the movies SO MUCH I love being in a dark room, seeing something cool, honestly??? If I could like go to the movies and see like 3-4 movies in a row, I'd do it. I WANT POPCORN AND A DRINK THO, candy we can sneak in LOL

73. What’s something sweet you’d like someone to do for you? Ooooohhhh I don't actually,,,, know! Like I just like people being nice to me!! Calling me cute nicknames, petting my head, all of that hehe

74. What’s the most superficial characteristic you look for? I don't have one, I don't think?? I'd like to have like SOME fandoms/interests the same but like???? other than that, I'm not huge like into "THEY MUST BE ATTRACTIVE" but I also might hit like the rose-colored-glasses stage cause there aren't many people in the world that aren't attractive to me?

75. What’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever done for you? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA OKAY SO okay oh my god so when my bf and I started dating we would call EVERY TIME I was driving and talk, and I loved it SO MUCH aaaa but like So every morning we would call and we had this little "heeeyyyy~" we would do every morning and like Okay so, at one point some shit was going down (with his asshole ex ruining our lives) and we broke up And after we got back together, he was like "One thing I really missed was your little heeyyyy~s every morning" AND THAT WAS SO SWEET AND SAD AND CUTE I LOVE YOU BABY

76. What’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever done for someone? I.................. y'know. I'm not a sweet person I don't think asldfkjsdf I mean I gush and talk up my loved ones all the time so like !!!! I don't think I do anything amazing?? Uuuhhh best I can come up with is like, teasing my bf with feeder stuff when we're out, and he gets so EMBARRASSED it's so cute though hehe

THANK YOU FOR THE QUESTIONS BABY I LOVE YOU!!!!!

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