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Love Island: A Pazzi Fic

Part 1: Day 3

Genre: I've somehow managed to think up a forbidden love/enemies to lovers/reformed player/slow burn love island fic all together so imma pat myself on the back bc ive been getting so many asks for all five

A/N:

This is just the introduction chapter to a series that will be very loosely updated as it's more of a fun project i'm working on but hope you guys enjoy because this is just me riding off the love island hyperfixation im in lol

Extra Note: this is will be on tumblr only mainly bc this series will be trash and purely for my self entertainment so idc as much. slow falling will remain on ao3 only :)

ik some people have difficulty reading on tumblr tho so if i get enough asks i will put this on ao3 if its easier

word count: 3.2k (this will fluctuate depending on my mood)

Format Clarification:

When the contestant name is in front of the text, that means it's a cutaway and not actually said in the villa!

anything in italics is to be read in Iain Stirling voice please i love him

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Day 3:

It's day 3 and it's heating up in the villa! Will the current couples pass the test of temptation as two new bombshells enter for the ultimate challenge? Find out here on Love Island USA: WLW Sports Edition! 

When Paige first got the call that she was nominated for Love Island, she knew who put her name in the sea of women’s athletes picked for the show. With her social media agents wanting to get the “player” allegations away from her image to make herself more marketable, she was a shoo-in for the show. 

Paige was confident in her coupling. Ellie, the Olympic swimmer from Australia, was up her ally of girls: hot, brunette, and gay. They had been going strong for the first three days in the villa, with Ellie picking Paige on Day 1 coupling. In the mess of drama the other couples were whirlwind into, they had remained together as a voice of reason. 

“I’m just not really feeling her I don’t know,” Kate groans, slapping the ping pong ball back to Paige. 

“Bro it’s been three days and you’re already tired of your match? Couldn’t be me.” Paige responds, returning the ball. 

Kate and Paige being the only WNBA athletes in the villa naturally stuck together as close friends, being each other's confidants on Love Island. They had the common ground of basketball solidifying their sisterhood and frequently took each other's advice.

“It’s not that. I just feel like there’s no spark. Sarah is great and all, but I can’t imagine spending the rest of my villa time with her.”

“Why don’t you explore your options tonight if we recouple? That’ll start some crazy drama.” Paige laughs mischievously, wiggling her eyebrows at an unamused Kate Martin. 

“All the other couples are pretty locked in and I don’t wanna be a homewrecker… plus they’re probably bringing in new bombshells today if I got the formula right. Hopefully, they’re my type because I don’t think it’s working out for me and Sarah. ” 

“New bombshells? I mean none of them better be basketball players. That’s Ellie’s type to a T. It was hard enough fighting against you.” Paige jokes, slightly concerned at the idea of new people. It wasn’t like she and Ellie were completely locked in, but Paige knew she’d be at risk of getting kicked off the show if any of the new bombshells coupled up with Ellie.

“Ellie is not my type. She’s too nice. I need some passion in my girl." 

“I like nice. She’s sweet and brings me orange juice in the morning.” Paige says, dropping her paddle when Kate sends the ball flying past her head, "Drama stresses me out. That's why Ellie is perfect for me."

“Nah, I like a little fight. It’s hot when a girl is mad at you… you should know better than me ‘Miss Star Point Guard on the Golden State Valkyries’. Aren’t women always fighting over you?” 

“I already told you I’m not a player in the real world or the villa. Why does no one on the island believe me?” Paige exclaims, plopping down on the way-to-colorful couch in the Villa playroom. 

“I don’t know… maybe you’re insane eye contact with everyone you meet?” Kate says sarcastically, taking her seat next to Paige. 

“Blame my parents! They’re the ones who told me that eye contact is respectful." Paige argues before adding, "I can’t help I got beautiful eyes.” 

“Shut u-"

Kate is effectively cut off when KK Harvey starts screaming "I GOT A TEXT" throughout the entire villa, everyone making their way to the poolside where she was sitting.

"Islanders please gather at the fire pit for a surprise! #WatchOutCouples #Bout to drop a bomb!" KK reads loudly, the whole villa shouting in response.

"Welp, I guess this is your moment to find a new girl." Paige sighs, making her way over to the fire pit.

"Not yours?"

"Nope, I'm pretty happy with Ellie."

"You sure about that? Not even keeping an open eye?" Kate teased, ragging on Paige's loyalty.

"I'm definitely not re-coupling with some newcomer." Paige asserts firmly. 

"If you say so." 

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As the Islanders all flock to the firepit, taking their seats next to their partners, they await for further instruction. 

“I GOT A TEXT!” Kate hoots out as the other islanders get excited, “It says ‘Get ready as your two new bombshells join you guys in the villa! #AreYouReady?’”

Paige looks over at Ellie, who’s already gripping tighter on Paige’s arm at the news of Bombshells. 

“I hope they’re not your type,” Ellie whispers shyly into Paige’s ear. It was a cute gesture, one that should’ve made Paige blush. Paige just gives her a reassuring squeeze on the arm, leaning in to whisper back. 

“I already got a beautiful girl, don’t worr-”

Paige is interrupted as shouting rings through the villa as two new girls make their way into the villa. 

“Bro, can you see her?” Kate says, pulling Paige up immediately as two figures appear in the distance. 

“Not with you jumping on my shoulders.” Paige retorts back, leaning up to get a better look, “They’re tall.”  

“Wait, I think I recognize one of them,” Kate says with her eyes squinted

Kate: You guys are ruthless in bringing my exact type. Fuck, I want to stay loyal to Sarah but I do still want to keep my options open, you know?

Paige has to brace herself for this entrance. She recognized the two bombshells immediately as they got closer. The WNBA world was small and both of these contestants were prominent figures in the league. Azzi Fudd and Nika Muhl, the star guards for the LA Sparks would be joining the girls on the island. 

“No way they brought in more girls from the league!” Kate whispers into Paige’s ear. 

“Did they run out of gays for other sports? Or is the league just super gay?” Paige responds in a nervous whisper. Ellie had literally told Paige on the first day that her type was basketball girls and it was one of the main reasons why Ellie had picked her. It was not to Paige’s advantage to have multiple girls chasing after her girl. 

“Wait, I know both of them. We worked out together at Kelsey Plum’s dawg class for a few days. She’s super hot not gonna lie.” Kate whispered lowly so Sarah wouldn’t hear. 

“Oh yeah, I’ve met them a few times. Did you know that they both were gonna come to UCONN but chose UCLA last minute?” Paige droned on, her eyes oddly trained on Azzi as they finally reached the fire pit. It suddenly dawned on Paige that she had never seen the younger girl in a bikini and it set an uncomfortable fire ablaze in her stomach. 

Azzi: Hi, my name is Azzi Fudd and I’m a 5’ 11” shooting guard for the Sparks. I wanted to come to Love Island to find my future wife and make a strong connection with someone. I have been in a lot of relationships and they don’t seem to go well for me, so I hope I find my match here!

Nika: I’m Nika Muhl and I’m a 6’ foo-

Azzi: 5’ 10” don’t lie Nika

Nika: Don’t cut me off! Anyway, I’m a point guard for the LA Sparks and I wanted to come to Love Island to finally find my love match and establish a strong connection. I’m super excited to meet the Islanders. 

Another text sound rings through the air, coming from Azzi’s hand. 

“Bombshell’s Azzi and Nika, Pick two people to go on dates with tomorrow before bed tonight. Have fun getting to know everyone tonight in the villa! #newcomers #shootyourshot!” Azzi read out, inciting excitement through the villa again. 

“Hey you’re Azzi and Nika, right? Guard’s on the Sparks?” Coco asks, making room for them around the fire pit to welcome them. 

“Yeah, we’re shocked they picked us to go together since we knew each other. You’re Coco Gauff. I’m a big fan.” Azzi gushes, hugging Coco. 

“Hey Kate,” Nika says, acknowledging the blonde in the crowd as she scans around, “How’s the island?” 

“Good. Surprised to see you guys here but I’m hyped. We need more basketball representation in here.” Kate jokes. 

“We get enough ‘basketball is the best sport’ debating from these two. Now we got more.” KK Harvey jokes, motioning to the two basketball blondes in the pit. 

“Basketball is amazing though, you gotta admit.” Azzi plays along, earning a few lighthearted groans from the rest of the villa. 

“Just promise you shut up Paige before she goes on a whole rant. Kate just eggs on that little pest.” Coco groans. 

“I’m never wrong Coco, don’t play with me. Tennis is fun but basketball is art.” Paige says, earning more groans from the group. “Do you guys know who you wanna pull for chats?” Ellie asks the two bombshells, jutting into the conversation. 

“Um, I have my eyes on a few people but I’m gonna see for the next few hours as I get to know more people on the island,” Nika responds. 

“We know you guys are in couples right now, but we just wanted to wait until we got to know more people’s vibes,” Azzi adds, looking around all the girls in the pit. A few couples had already gone off to different parts of the villa, but she was getting a good look at everyone left. There were a few people on her radar and a few people who weren’t. 

Azzi: Kate was making some pretty clear eye contact with me, but she’s on my “pulling for chats” roster.

The group spends the next few minutes getting to know each other and filling in the two on the island news. Paige tried to focus on Ellie squeezing her arm, but she was distracted by things she couldn’t comprehend. 

Things such as Azzi Fudd making flashing bouts of eye contact with her to no end. Paige was not one to falter at strong eye contact, but she couldn’t help but grow slightly nervous under the shooting guard's gaze. It wasn’t rare for Paige to catch the eye of someone. New people entering the villa the past few days had flocked to her, but she rejected them to no avail to remain loyal to Ellie. It was still fun flirting and making stable eye contact was one of her specialties. But Azzi Fudd seemed to be looking at her with a specific glint that Paige couldn’t pinpoint. 

Paige: Did you guys see the way she was looking at me? I can’t tell if she wants me in her bed or wants me dead.  

Annoyance? Lust? Hatred? C’mon Paige tell us what you see!

“So you guys want a little villa tour?” Kate asks suddenly while stepping slightly closer to Azzi, “It’s super nice.” 

The group makes their way around the villa, showing the two new islanders all the spots. Ellie and Paige stayed hand-in-hand as they walked, Ellie refusing to let go. Even when Paige got closer to Azzi coincidentally, the shooting guard would make it a point to take two steps away and it didn’t help that Ellie was pulling her in the other direction. They end up at the rooms as they finish off the night, the girls entering their assigned makeup rooms to get ready for bed. Azzi is put into Paige, Kate, Coco, and KK’s room, getting spilt up from Nika. 

“So Azzi, what do you think of the villa?” Coco asks while wiping her makeup off. 

“It’s nice, bigger than I expected. Soul ties are a lot more secretive than I thought.” Azzi answers, unpacking her bags. 

“Yeah, a lot of shit goes down there. If you go to soul ties at night we know you’re fucking or something.” KK laughs. 

“Do you know who you’re picking for your dates tomorrow? You get two right?” Paige asks, speaking up for the first time. 

“Yeah, two. I’m not sure who I’m picking yet. I think they’re asking me to pick in an hour so I have time to think in the shower.” 

“What’s your type?” Kate asks Azzi boldly, getting an approval look from Paige. 

“Uhh, I tend to focus a lot on personality. Just someone who can match my competitiveness and my energy. But if we’re talking looks, I tend to go for tall blondes.” Azzi says casually, immediately getting Kate to snap her eyes to Paige. 

Paige: Is Azzi flirting with me or Kate? If it’s me, I’m in trouble. Ellie is not going to be happy if I go on a date tomorrow. 

“Is there a separate shower room? I need to unpack my bottles.” Azzi says while standing up.

“Yeah, it’s down the hall to the left. That’s where our group showers.” Coco instructs, getting a nod of thank you before Azzi leaves. 

“Hold up, was she talking about me?” Kate polls the group the second Azzi safely leaves the room, “Or was she walking about the other two blondies?” 

“I think she was just stating her type buddy.” KK Harvey jokes, “Plus, she’s totally talking about me. She’s been giving me the eyes.”  

“Really?” Paige chimes in curiously, “Like slightly angry but confusingly hot?” 

“No, like she wanna look into my soul…What type of looks is she giving you?” KK questions. 

“Nothing… she wasn’t really looking at me, just wondering,” Paige adds quickly. She was probably just overthinking due to the reveal of her type. 

“Back off KK, you’re happy with Kylie. Sarah and I have been distant for days.” Kate playfully challenges. 

“Kylie’s great, but Azzi and Nika are hot, not going to lie. I kinda hope I get to go on the date with them. Don’t tell Kylie though, she might kill me.” 

“As long as you don’t tell Sarah. I wanna test my connection with the bombshells but I don’t want to blindside Sarah.” 

“You guys are acting like Azzi and Nika want you guys. She could be talking about girls in the other room.” Coco jokes, butting into the heated debate.

“Please, Coco. We get it. You and Paige are in happy little couples and don’t need to worry about recoupling. I would say Kylie would leave me the second another hockey girl comes in here.” KK says sarcastically before adding, “I’ve never gone for a basketball girl before.” 

“I have. And I know them better than you loser. Azzi said tall, that means basketball. She was clearly talking about me.” Kate argues back. 

“I’ll be right back,” Paige says suddenly, jumping from her makeup chair. 

“Where are you going?” Kate asks as Paige starts exiting the room. 

“Just going to chat with Azzi for a bit. Nothing serious. I’ll be back in 30 seconds.” Paige says quickly, ignoring any questioning she got from the group. 

Paige makes her way down the hall, knocking twice on the shower room door before it slowly squeaks open.

“It’s unlocked,” Azzi says simply, her composure even. 

“Oh. Some people are uncomfortable with people coming in during showers so I always knock. Wasn’t sure if you were showering.” 

“Nope, just unpacking,” Azzi says shortly, confusing Paige again, “Do you need to shower? I can leave.” 

“Oh, no. I actually wanted to talk to you real quick before you pick your dates for tomorrow.” Paige starts. 

“Sure, what did you want to talk about?” Azzi asks cautiously, continuing to organize her skincare on her shelf. 

“I just wanted to let you know that I’m in a pretty solid connection with Ellie and I don’t want you to waste your date on me because I’m mostly taken. You can still pick me, but I just want to be transparent from the beginning before we get to know each other.” Paige says while sitting up on the sink.

Azzi stood up from her packing, giving Paige a focused look of mild confusion. 

“What makes you think I’m picking you?” Azzi asks with an even tone, eyes unwavering from Paige’s. 

“Well, you said tall blondes are your type and that’s only me and Kate. So I assumed you’d use your two picks on us.” Paige says, slightly less confident.

Azzi steps closer to Paige, closing the gap between them. 

“Is it true that if you take off your top they can’t air it because it’s nudity?” Azzi whispers into Paige’s ear, pulling the blonde in. 

“Uh, yeah? They can’t air it. But they get kinda annoyed when we do it and talk about villa stuff.” Paige whispers shakily into Azzi’s ear. 

“Turn your head,” Azzi says as she takes two steps back, swiftly taking off her bikini top.

Paige had never swiveled so hard, almost falling off the sink counter. Paige turned her head halfway before she realized she could see Azzi in the mirror reflection, leading her to close her eyes as fast as possible.

“I know your reputation in the league, but I’m not trying to air out your business on TV, so I’m going to speak like this,” Azzi yells out before turning around, “You can turn around now, it’s just my back.” 

Paige opens her eyes to see Azzi’s long braids flowing down her bare back, the only article of clothing being her bottom bikini. Azzi turned her head to speak. 

“How are you going to judge me on my so-called reputation?” Paige questioned back, getting offended at the “Player” accusations she hated. 

“You ghosted one of my friends, so don’t act surprised I’m cautious of you. I came to the Villa to find love and take home the win.” 

“So did I. You haven’t seen me with Ellie. I have a lot of layers, you’d be surprised.” Paige says with a smirk, her voice growing bolder. 

“Layers? Yeah, ten layers of player. I know what you did to Alyssa.” 

“Alyssa? Who’s that?” Paige asks, racking her brain for possible Alyssa’s in her past.

“Jesus, you don’t even remember her. That’s crazy.” Azzi scoffs accusatorily, “Anyway, don’t worry. I won’t pick you for the date, I’m not going to intrude on you and Ellie. Seems like you guys are happy.” 

Paige watches as Azzi slips her bikini back on. Watching the muscles on her back contract as she pulls her top over her head. Her bare skin was addicting to look 

So addicting, Paige was caught red-handed admiring her as Azzi turned back around. 

“You sure you're happy with Ellie?” Azzi jokes dryly. 

“Very. She’s a great girl. Exactly my type.” Paige challenges back, leaning her body toward Azzi. 

“What is your type, Paige?” 

“Hot, Brunette, Pretty Eyes,” Paige says a little quieter as Azzi steps a little too close for comfort. 

“I see,” Azzi answers, nodding her head. 

“Don’t think I’m calling you my type. You just happen to fit it.” Paige adds weakly. 

“You saying I got pretty eyes? I know I'm the other two.” Azzi asks playfully, opening the door to the shower room. 

“Maybe. Let me look into them longer and I’ll decide.” Paige chirps back, a surge of confidence coursing through her. 

“In your dreams, Bueckers.” Azzi sings out with a laugh as she takes her exit, leaving a mildly dazed Paige on the sink. 

This was certainly going to be an interesting summer in the Villa for Paige. 

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A/N: I apologize if this is shit, this is just funny for me.

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@lost-trio-week day 7: cozy

this is a wrap on lost trio week! had a blast doing this and seeing all the other works done for it! it was SUCH a pleasure to participate in! this really helped me get through finals week if im gonna be honest bc them finals were NOT finaling

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Jason, Leo and Piper were watching a movie. That is, they were watching a movie until the power shut off.

Jason was laying across his partners, his head in Piper’s lap, falling asleep to the feeling of her braiding and unbraiding the longest parts of his hair and Leo’s warm hands massaging his shoulders. The movie was just white noise at that point, he couldn’t even remember what it was about. Was it one of Leo’s sci-fi films or one of Piper’s crime documentaries?

His eyes were already closed when the TV crackled and sputtered out. He was tempted to keep them shut, but Leo began poking him in the cheek repeatedly. “Jason. Hey, Jason.”

He let out a whine and snuggled further into Piper’s jeans. “What?”

“Did you screw with the power?”

“No.” Jason grabbed the hand that was assaulting his face and wove their fingers together. The hand tried to pull away, but he nipped at its wrist and pulled it towards him. He felt Leo fall against his back with a yelp. Piper snickered behind them.

She struggled to get up under their weight (mostly Jason’s, since Leo was built like a popsicle stick). After a few tries, she collapsed back onto the couch. “Leo, help me get our resident himbo off the couch so I can get a flashlight.”

Leo sat back up, flapping his hand around until Jason had to surrender it. That doesn’t mean he didn’t grumble about it, though. Leo lit his hand on fire, judging by the way the corner of Jason’s still shut eyes turned orange instead of pitch black. “Why can’t I just, y’know, set myself on fire?”

She shook her head with a sigh. “You’re gonna catch Jason’s hoodie on fire, that’s why.” Oh, that explained the heat he felt growing on his bicep!

“Oh, shit,” Leo hissed. The orange went away, and with it the warmth of the flame. “Sorry, hon.”

“S’okay,” Jason cooed. Little butterflies flew around in his stomach. Hon. He loved it when Leo called him that. Or when he called him anything, really.

“Leo? A little help?” Piper grunted, trying to lift Jason by his left shoulder. Warm hands tugged on his right. Together, they moved him a grand total of two inches. He could be stubborn when he wanted to be.

“Don’t make me do this, Jace,” Piper warned, grabbing him by the chin and turning it towards her face. His eyes opened slightly. She was leaning over him, making her hard to see since he didn’t have his glasses on, but he could make out her furrowed brows and narrowed eyes.

He gave her a lovesick smile. “Do what?”

Piper huffed. She then pulled a 180 and began fluttering her eyelashes. “Jason, get the fuck off of me,” she said in a honeyed, heavily charmspeak-infused voice. He promptly got the fuck off of her, rolling onto the floor. “Thank you, babe.”

He let out a goofy chuckle. “You’re welcome.” Ooh, babe. They were spoiling Jason in the pet names department today. He closed his eyes again and listened to the sounds of his partners heading to the kitchen.

“Jason, how do you like your hot chocolate?” Leo called, being unnecessarily loud. Jason didn’t respond, instead opting to clamber back onto the couch and doze off there.

“Jason, sweetheart, darling, honey bunny, stop being a whiny baby and tell me how you want your hot chocolate.” There was the sound of a flame fwooming to life and the crshhh of a whipped cream can. “Or me and Piper will eat all your granola bars.”

Jason scoffed. “No, you wouldn’t.”

“Hey, Pipes, I heard granola tastes really good with hot cocoa.”

“We should try it,” Piper laughed.

Jason got up and trudged to the kitchen. He was met with a whipped cream can in his face, rather than declarations of undying love. It left a dollop on his nose.

Leo giggled and smushed a chocolate chip into the center of it. “There. A masterpiece.”

Piper kissed the whipped cream off his nose, which he greatly appreciated. He leaned forward to get another, preferably on his lips, but she shoved a mini marshmallow into the space where his lips were parted. Leo cackled and stumbled forward, finally leaning up and cupping Jason’s face in his hands before kissing him. And sure, his marshmallow was stolen from him, but he couldn’t really complain.

Leo removed his hands from Jason’s face (which Jason whined at, because now he felt cold and also he just could) and started heating up a third mug of cocoa for him.

“How do you want it?” Piper asked, stirring the drink for him.

“Marshmallows. Do we have any blankets?” Jason lamented the fact that he would have to stay upright while he drank, because that meant he could no longer be in the ideal cuddling position.

“I’ll go get you some from the bedroom, hon,” Leo offered. Jason grabbed Piper’s hand me started pulling it in the same direction their boyfriend went, but she held fast.

“Just- let me- oh my god, Jace, let me put your marshmallows in and then we can go,” she laughed, knocking her shoulder against his. As soon as she was done, he practically dragged her to intercept Leo on his way back to the kitchen.

He found Leo with an armful of blankets, just getting out the bedroom door when Jason scooped him up and plopped him back down on the bed. His boyfriend squealed and kicked at him, but Jason was not about to let go. He pulled Leo’s back into his chest and slotted his head into the corner between his neck and shoulders. It was blissfully warm.

Piper grumbled behind them, something about feeling left out, before she tapped him on the shoulder and handed him his mug. He sat up slightly, only to chug the whole thing (not at all a wise decision, don’t try this at home, kids) and pull her over the edge of the bed. She fell horizontally across them, barely managing to keep the other two cups from spilling. “Jason! What the hell?”

“It’s cold. We should cuddle,” he explained simply.

“You’re cold. I should drink hot chocolate,” Leo reasoned, struggling to get out of Jason’s grasp. He wiggled in place for a moment until Jason gave him a firm squeeze around the midriff, prompting him to breathe out a laugh. He reached helplessly for Piper, who set the mugs on the nightstand and pulled on Leo’s arm. There was the sound of playful laughter which Jason had no choice but to join in. He rolled over, pressing Leo and into the bed, forcing an oof out of the man. “Piper! Save me!”

She giggled and wormed her way between Leo and Jason, prying the blond’s hands off of Leo’s waist. “Fear not, fair maiden! I shalt defend thine honor!” She declared, pushing Jason off the bed. He landed with a grunt and a chuckle. She grabbed his outstretched hand and pulled him back up.

“You won’t try to snuggle us to death again, right?” Leo asked warily.

Jason didn’t let go of Piper’s hand, reaching to collect one of Leo’s as well. “Mmm. No promises.”

Later in the evening, they were all cuddling in bed. Leo was in the middle, being hugged from either side by his partners since he was the warmest. Piper leaned slightly over the smaller man, her hair sprawled across the pillows. Jason made no effort to hide the fact that his nose was buried in it, breathing in the smell.

If he ever thought he had been cozy before, Jason was sorely mistaken, because this- this was cozy.

[l1tw1ck]

THE TONY ANON MADE ME FEEL THINGS ABOUT THAT ASSHOLE. so now i will write some stuff more in depth about having sex with him. imagine youre some rich ceo of a company that provides stark with what he needs for his big ol projects,, n stuff, and because hes been making so many stupid investments (girls that cheat him out of his money and booze) he doesnt have enough to pay for the expensive items anymore. but you dont mind! you could very easily give him a discount, after all, youre so close, right? tonys glad that he gets this special discount, but when he asks you what it might be, he goes pale. you wanna ruin him- just for a night, maybe a bit into the morning if he feels like earning a few bucks. hes desperate, and clearly too hungover to think, and agrees. as creepy and strange as he finds you- he really, really wants that equipment, and he may as well have a good time getting it, right? wrong. hed stretched himself for the day of the "payment," quite adequately so. just in case you werent all smiles and big cash. and you certainly werent. when you take off your clothes, and show off what god has bestowed on you, he turns as white as a sheet, but soon afterwards his cheeks start to flush... why does he find this so hot? hes fucking some rich guy for equipment, just the idea gets him all hot and bothered.. normally he imagines himself in the place of the rich ceo, but being the recipient of his torture might be something interesting to delve into. but he doesnt have time to think- you pounce on him, tearing off his clothes and shoving his face into your cushy bed with his ass pointed up towards your already aching length. hes surprised, but not reluctant, adjusting his position to be more comfortable while you shove a finger inside of him. "well prepared," you comment, and fiddle with his little dicklet. hes rich, why wouldnt he have the money to take hormones? youre happy that he has, because stroking it is almost hypnotizing, the squeaks and shaking whimpers coming out of his limp body enough to make you leak. and so, once youve had enough of your teasing, you dump what must be a quarter of a bottle of lube onto his hole, and position yourself at his entrance. he expects you to tantalizingly slide inside of him, which is the cause of his surprised yelp when you almost immediately start plowing him into the mattress, grasping his hips with a bruising, vice grip to keep him from sliding into a flat position. he can hardly keep himself from cumming right then and there, screaming into the linen of your bedsheets to keep his moans from echoing throughout your entire penthouse. tony can hardly think, but he realizes that hes going to have to endure your pace throughout the entire night, and whines pitifully when his first orgasm approaches at a disturbingly fast speed, his gut coiling into a tight knot thats almost painful. its when you latch onto his neck with a hard bite for more leverage that he squirts all over your bed, staining it with his sloppy juices. and that pisses you off only slightly- youre too focused on making this the most memorable "experience" hes ever had. your balls start clenching sooner than you want them to, and you groan into the skin of his nape when you empty yourself in his awaiting, squeezing walls, painting his insides white with your cum. you pant atop him for a short while, but what disturbs tony the most is how quickly your cock hardens once more, releasing a whiny moan muffled in toyour soiled bedsheets. (hope you enjoyed this, bc i sure did enjoy writing it (i like to horny rant about men, it is very relaxing))

-💢

im being blessed today😭💕💕

[lionews]

"Hot take, but people with rlc Kings shouldn't be able to decline ochre powders/gnawrocks etc as the design isn't theirs." i agree i think its silly tbh. Slightly off topic but im working on a 10m project for my next king and have been for over a year and im scared to say no to powders when i eventually stud him bc i dont wanna be an asshole, but if someone else managed to copy my own design id be super upset

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[anosci]

(1-15 albums etc that I've listened to this year, copied from twitter) (now with art.) (media version) Jan [1] Feb [2] [3] Mar [4] [5] [6] Apr [7] [8] May [9] [10] [11] Jun [12] [13] [14] Jul [15] Aug [16] [17] [18] [19] Sep [20] [21] [22] Oct [23] [24] Nov [25] [26] Dec [27] [28]

names and thoughts below cut

1/ Ken Ishii - Flatspin (2000) this dude has a really lovely synth style that feels just right every time.

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2/ (every Dream Wave Project release from 2001) golly, I don't like trance, especially from around the turn of the century! anyway I wonder if this y2k trance netlabel will have anything good. (<- clueless) somehow there were a few bangers tho. Link-D innerflux? top notch.

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3/ DJ Technorch & 九十九音夢 – Strong Anthropic Principle (2016) holy shit tracks 1 and 3 immediately jumped into my fav of all time list EZ. the m1dy remix is ace too but wow tough competition.

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4/ maj7jam - cover ring III (2023) wall to wall slappers. (I'm on here too!) its a variety thing so i cant rly summarize it but... big favs: "Dear Siren" "dissociate for frogs" "blank disquette" how did a remix of my tune turn into the funkiest thing here? hot damn

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5/ かたぎり – かたぎりは電気狐の夢を見るか？ (2021) feels like its been a while since ive chewed on some breakcore. this one's delicious. I love that rapidly changing textural stuff. "Code Name: Romeo" and "Stray Cat Syndrome". is there a name for that technique? good stuff

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6/ Nav Katze - Never Mind The Distortion (1996) ive been thinking about checking out the original albums that afx's "26 mixes for cash" were pulled from. idk if i'll continue the trend, but this one was well worth the listen. lovely late-era bleep sound all around

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7/ Paradigm Shift - Paradigm Shift (1995) from a rabbit hole of recommendations: "it's good i promise". and yep. it's GOOD. slightly chilled chemical breaks. considering the date and long-lasting freshness I'm kinda surprised this isn't more highly acclaimed.

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8/ Faith Massive - Drum & Bass for the Masses (1998) more from the rabbit hole. I have a soft spot for mid-to-late 90s liquid dnb, and this hits that spot for me. the synths in "Downtreader" especially.

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9/ Todd Edwards - Full On, Vol. 1 (2001) endless high quality chops. it's one of those styles that still sounds futuristic in a way.

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10/ Orbital - The Altogether (2001) i wonder why i skipped this when i was digging through orbital's stuff. (listens) oh. because it doesn't click with me. [some of] the remixes on the associated singles are a bit better tho.

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11/ DJ Krush - Reload (The Remix Collection) (2001) kinda a mixed bag, which is to be expected for a collection (of remixes) "Maiden Voyage" hits just right tho

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12/ Capitol K - Notes From Life On The Wire With A Wrecking Ball (2008) i love Capitol K's soundscapes but I'm very particular about vocals. these vocals DO NOT vibe with me :( there are a few instrumental tracks, luckily for me

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13/ Wevie Stonder - Drawing On Other People's Heads (2001) feels like a turntablism thing but... drum machine? akai? idk. a little different. i do kinda think the vocal samples are excessive, but not enough to throw out the entire album yknow?

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14/ Hol Bauman - Human (2008) surprisingly haunting.

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15/ VA - We Are Friends, Vol. 11 (2023) this year, im planning to [try 2] keep up with new releases from artists/labels i like. this is the first one that really hit me tho. which is cool bc mau5trap is... usually so-so imo. highlights: "Another Day", "I Like Math", "11:11"

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[barnabunny]

@genieuslaw​​ / x

➜ It was an....especially warm day. And Barnaby is usually fine with the office being a bit warmer than usual. But considering that work was so slow, and the reports in front of him just feel like gibberish.

➜ And the fact that Imogen doesn’t have much to do right now....

➜ “Imogen,” he says, standing up.

➜ “Do you wanna go get ice cream?”

[vyvesvi]

tbh i'm a tiny bit optimistic about fromis being under pledis? i thought they were gonna disband but this might mean that there are actual plans in the works? i don't like pledis AT ALL but let's wait and see

[thegirlisuedtobe]

i realise that ive just been drawing angsty ich all this time and i drew her genuinely smiling and my whole body collapsed

[tim0theepc]

okay i figured out how to do read mores! Heres my objectum erotica, its bad bc im not a writer. Cw for touching and making out. i kept it vague until the end that she banged her computer, cuz i wanted it to be like. A non objectum person would read it and be like oooo and then at the end its revealed hes a computer. Also its written in the second person so beware of that(story refers to the reader as "you")

Its titled 'ifilwmc' (i fell in love with my computer)

He was irresistible to you. And you sensed that maybe, possibly, he found you just as irresistible.

Everyday, in the office, he waits for you to greet him; and you do. Its just the way it is. Before working you sit down and tell him good morning.

You look at the monitor in front of you, barely paying attention to your work, your mind entirely on him. You want to peek over at him, just to catch a little glimpse. You hope that doing so might ease some of your thoughts, Make it easier to concentrate. You look over. You didnt expect to be stunned. He was humming as he worked, sending waves of... something through you. Your face reddens and you hurriedly look away, back to your work.

Youre nearly done with the project youve been working on, and its getting late. The office has darkened slightly, save for the glow of the monitor and a single yellow light in the middle of the ceiling. As you finish up, you try to work up the courage to say something to him. Something... that isnt just 'see you later.'

Your heart races, your face feels hot. you desparately want to ask him out on a date but how would you even begin to ask? You open your mouth, your throat catching, and try to speak. You ask him if he wants to see a movie or something, maybe catch a lunch on your day off. He hums softly at you, smiling. Hes been waiting for you to make a move for a while. You sigh in relief, your heart still pounding from the excitement.

You set up a time and day to have lunch and watch a movie. You made sandwiches and fruit salad. After a while of scrolling, you both land on a movie. Its some film about police robots and sentience and that girl from that music group is in it, or something. Its hard to pay attention to the movie when hes right there, next to you. You feel his heat as you get closer, just slightly, and he hums at you. You blush and stare for a moment. Are you really going to kiss him? The way he looks at you, and the way hes holding your gaze right now... he wants to kiss you, too. You lean in slowly at first, then you quickly meet your lips against him, savoring his taste. You feel his body, hes smooth and solid. You brush your tongue against him, and suck at him. He hums louder than before, clearly flustered, yet totally entranced. Hes never been touched this way. To anyone else hed be a coworker but to you? He was special. It was like he was built by gods, his shape completely and utterly irresistible to you. His smell and taste are like ambrosia, and the way he hums... is magical, like angels singing right to you.

Youve long forgotten the movie and food, completely engrossed in feeling and tasting and smelling him. Caressing him, and kissing across his whole frame, you whisper sweet nothings to him. How much he means to you, how long youve felt this way. You tell him that he is the object of your affections, that everyday at work you would sit and think of him. Fantasize about touching him and kissing him. And now its a reality. He hums louder and louder, and you can feel him heating up beneath your touch. You grind against him, your body shuddering with total and unrestrained desire. Your body heat mixes with his and both of you are breathing heavy, unable to stop your savage fondling.

After the climactic explosion of passion and hormones has subsided, you pulled away slowly, your hands still resting against him. You ask if that really just happened. He confirms, in his way. Your heart beats fast, your daily fantasies had come true. It felt good to give in, but now that youre no longer completely drunk on infatuation, it sets in that if anyone found out it could ruin you.

After all, its not exactly 'normal' to make love to your computer.

[smoe-ao3]

Druig/Makkari 5+1 Fanfic

Pairing: Druig/Makkari (Marvel’s Eternals 2021) Word count: 4867 Warnings: N/A Tags: 5+1 Things, Fluff, Cute, Flirting, Awkward Flirting, Love, Falling In Love, Deaf Character, Best Friends, but this is a romance, One Shot, im not turing this into a series again, i did that once and im burnt out, Drukkari, druig - Freeform, makkari - Freeform, Fluff and Angst, Idiots in Love, Oblivious, Light Angst, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Nightmares, consent is hot, First Kiss

AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/35539468

Summary:

The Eternals had yet to be acquainted before their leader sent them off the Domo to destroy a pack of Deviants attacking the inhabitants of Earth. Earth was their planet, assigned to them by the celestial Arishem. They all had left their home planet, Olympia, to rid Earth of its Deviants and help the humans advance. Druig knew all of this. But what he didn’t know was who the speedster woman was that caught his eye. --- (Or 5 times Druig flirted with Makkari and 1 time she flirted back)

1---Arrival on Earth, 5000 BC

The Eternals had yet to be acquainted before their leader sent them off the Domo to destroy a pack of Deviants attacking the inhabitants of Earth . Earth was their planet, assigned to them by the celestial Arishem. They all had left their home planet, Olympia, to rid Earth of its Deviants and help the humans advance.

Druig knew all of this. But what he didn’t know was who the speedster woman was that caught his eye.

She moved with expert precision, taking out Deviants in the blink of an eye. He couldn’t remember knowing any speedsters on Olympia so his knowledge of their abilities was limited; Despite the fact that he could clearly see the pure speed and power she encapsulated inside her body, knocking around Deviants five maybe ten times her body mass.

When the battle ended, Druig was instructed to calm the humans so that the woman, he learned was named Sersi, could make contact. They all watched as she handed over a previously stone knife that she had transformed to a beautifully intricate metal dagger, thus forming a tentative trust between the Eternals and humans.

“Let’s head back to the Domo everyone. We can get to know each other now that the humans are safe,” Their leader, Ajak, called them all back. They all turned and transported back up to the Domo, anxious to meet their pseudo-family for the next few millennia, at least . The Eternals all stood silent in the commons of the Domo until Ajak spoke up. “Well, go on then!”

Sersi let out a laugh and the smallest of them all, Sprite as they would all come to learn, eagerly went up to the man with a silver streak in his hair and animatedly introduced herself. With the ice broken, they all began to mingle amongst themselves but Druig hung back. He eyed his fellow Eternals with interest but preferred to learn from a distance. Their speedster, he noticed, had yet to say a word and even looked mildly agitated. Druig, ever intrigued, stalked over to the woman, intending to introduce himself.

Out of the corner of her eye she must have seen him because she turned and smiled . Unprepared for the brightness she radiated, Druig faltered in his step which threw him completely off-kilter. Druig prided himself on his composed demeanor and he rarely was caught off guard, granted he was able to read the minds of those around him. Everyone projected their thoughts differently and the woman in front of him was loud .

Wonder who he is...seems shy....maybe...no....introduce myself...hope...understands…

Druig, so suddenly overwhelmed with everything that was this woman, stopped completely in his tracks, almost in a daze. The speedster furrowed her brow at the sudden state of him and moved to grab his elbow in support.

“I’m okay. Sorry, I didn’t expect you to be so loud,” Druig regained his composure, apologizing.

The woman was, in an ironic sense, the exact opposite. Her mouth gaped slightly but no words left her mouth. She stepped back and began to gesture with her hands. Oh.

I can’t hear you, I’m deaf. My name is Makkari.

Makkari. He should’ve known really, she could move about three times the speed of sound, of course she would be deaf or else she would blow her eardrums whenever she used her powers. Being an Eternal, they were all gifted the knowledge of language, spoken or unspoken, by the Celestials, in order to aid them in their task.

Druig nodded. I’m Druig. But, if you would prefer, I am a telepath and I could simply use my powers so that we could speak.

Makkari nodded, once again smiling bright and full. For the first time since he awoke on the Domo, Druig let a small smile grace his features at her enthusiasm.

“I can’t tell the difference in the other’s vibrations yet, so I can’t quite make out what they’re saying, but it’s nice to be able to talk to someone” Makkari projected.

“I’m sure with time you’ll be able to get the hang of it,” Druig assured her. Even though he couldn’t physically hear her, Makkari’s thoughts were almost soothing, yet still they held that initial energy that had startled him. “Would you like me to point them all out to you?” He gestured to the other Eternals around him. She nodded and Druig turned and backed up so he was positioned behind her. Makkari looked at him over her shoulder where he stood and smiled as he bumped her to look forward. He pointed out each of the Eternals, Kingo, Thena, Sersi, Ikaris, Gilgamesh, Sprite, Phastos, Ajak.

“Thank you for your help,” Makkari smiled, stepping out of his space.

“Thank you for your attention, beautiful Makkari.” Druig smiled as he watched Makkari chuckle at his advances.

“I’m going to meet the others, goodbye, Druig,” Makkari sent him a small wave and turned away from him before signing towards the others.

- - -

2---Babylon, 525 BC

They had all been together so long, nothing any of them could do would surprise the others anymore. That went for everyone, seemingly except for Druig because no matter how long he had watched Makkari fight, he was still in awe of her every time she took down a Deviant. Although his powers were not suited for battle, he got close enough to the Deviants to know killing one was no easy feat. He struggled enough trying to compel the humans to evacuate the battle, but trying to do both as Makkari did? He was unsure he had the concentration necessary for such a task.

Their relationship had yet to grow beyond friendship, even if they were possibly the closest out of all the Eternals, in Druig’s opinion. Druig preferred the quiet company of Thena or the tasty food offered to him by Gilgamesh but he, in his own way, loved each of the Eternals. Still, the way he loved Makkari was different from the rest. He loved her like he knew Ikaris loved Sersi, like they all knew.

The attack at Babylon was unexpected but they were not unprepared. Druig hurriedly evacuated the city and the fighters easily took on the Deviants. In less than fifteen minutes, the Deviants were dead and the citizens of Babylon were cheering at their saviors, insisting on a celebration. Druig, as he always seemed to be, caught up with Makkari and walked with light steps behind her in an attempt to catch her off guard. Right as he went to grab her shoulders, she was suddenly behind him with her foot catching his, leaving him stumbling.

Makkari laughed, clutching her stomach, as Druig straightened up, brushing nonexistent dust off of himself.

“You aren't just a speedster, I see, but a trickster as well,” Druig commented, signing along with his words.

You should know by now that I can always tell when you're near. Makkari raised her eyebrows.

Druig laughed in a way he didn't with the others. “I’ll get you some day”

Sure. Makkari continued walking and gestured with her head for him to follow. He did.

They walked along stalls of food, clothing, books, and jewelry . Little trinkets and shiny things had recently caught the attention of Makkari. She often swiped small things like beads or scraps of cloth that were particularly soft but her eyes always seemed to shine at the sight of larger jewels and more intricately dyed or embroidered blankets. So, when they walked past a stall where a man was offering a necklace with a large ruby wrapped delicately in metal, Druig knew it would draw in his Makkari.

She eyed the necklace but stubbornly kept on walking as if to prove to Druig she could go without swiping something. “What? Are you not interested in it?” He asked innocently.

I have no idea what you’re talking about. Makkari refused.

“ Sure, ” He mocked.

They went to the celebration that night, where he had caught her stealing a small statue from some local traders. Surprisingly, the necklace she had been eyeing had not found its way around her neck yet. Makkari was annoyed with the trader’s apparent lie about knowing the location of a certain Emerald Tablet that she wanted more than anything. At the show of both their powers, they agreed to keep their rule breaking to themselves and fell into easy conversation.

They continued to banter and watch as the others danced, sitting in the ambiance of the party. Throughout the night, Druig shared easy touches with Makkari, nudging her with his foot, resting his shoulder against hers, but nothing past friendly touches; he was unable to move beyond.

Ajak had never told them they weren't allowed to pursue romance but even though he considered the Eternals family, he couldn't see past the fact that this was a mission and one day they would all return to Olympia, likely to leave each other behind.

She would leave him .

Druig sighed and leaned his head back against the wall behind him, shutting his eyes at the thought. Suddenly not in the partying mood, Druig stood up and signed to Makkari. I’m tired, I’m going to head back to the Domo.

Makkari nodded. Goodnight Druig.

Goodnight, beautiful Makkari. He signed. Leaving, Druig’s mind began to wander back to the necklace from earlier that day. He enjoyed nothing more than seeing his Makkari smile and he knew just what would do the trick.

Druig, knowing it was unnecessary to sneak, walked up to the stall they had seen the necklace at earlier and rummaged through the drawers containing various trinkets until he found the one he was looking for. Smiling to himself Druig pocketed the necklace and strode back to the Domo with the intention to finally get some long awaited sleep.

As he walked into the Domo, he realized that an annoyed Makkari was standing with her arms crossed and tapping her foot. “What are you doing awake?” He asked innocently.

What am I doing awake? Where were you? Makkari demanded. I thought you were gone.

“Where would I go? Everything I could possibly want is right here,” Druig gestured to her.

Makkari narrowed her eyes and threw her hand up. She was exasperated and ready to go to bed now that she knew her friend was safe enough to be teasing. Goodnight.

“Wait, wait, wait,” Druig held up his hand. Tentatively, he took out the necklace and presented it to her. “I was getting this for you.”

Makkari’s eyes softened, For me? She delicately touched the jewel but left the necklace itself in his hands. Put it on me?

“Of course.” Druig unclasped the necklace and Makkari turned around, brushing the braids of her hair off of her neck for him. His fingers brushed her slightly as he hung the jewelry around her neck and she shivered when he secured it in place.

Turning around, Makkari placed a hand on Druig’s chest and projected her thoughts. “Thank you.” She smiled and fiddled with the jewel for a moment before looking back up at him. Well, I better be off to bed. Goodnight. She pointed at him. For real this time!

“Goodnight.” Druig choked out, throat dry as a bone.

- - -

3---India, 400 CE

Ikaris and Sersi were getting married.

Everyone knew they were deeply in love but, up until Ajak gave the okay, no one thought their feelings were allowed to progress. After the announcement, Gilgamesh and Thena grew closer. Druig thought him and Makkari would do the same but still, she kept her distance. Although she was almost in arms reach, she was never as close as he wished she was. He imagined them holding hands or simply seeking out comfort after a long day, all things they already did but with different implications.

The wedding was set for that night and the locals were ecstatic. They had all banded together to provide the best flowers, clothing, and food for the event. Each of the Eternals were whisked away to receive their own outfits for the occasion, including the bride and groom. Druig himself was already lounging, draped in black and red with gold accents. He had picked through the fruit laid out for the party and now held handfuls of apples and ripe mango he intended on keeping all to himself.

“Druig, those are for the party,” Thena scolded lightly. With an excuse already on his lips, Druig looked up only to see the golden warrior pop a sugar coated cookie into her mouth.

“Funny. Are the others almost finished?”

“You know how they are, everyone wants this to be perfect for Sersi and Ikaris.” Thena dusted her fingers off delicately.

Nodding, Druig stood up intending to search for any other food he could get his hands on but before he could, Makkari walked into the room.

His beautiful Makkari, who was standing in front of him, truly looking like the goddess the humans thought they were. She was clad in a red saree matching the red in his own outfit. They were all aware that the humans thought him and Makkari were together just as Sersi and Ikaris were and he himself did very little to deny that fact. Makkari, on the other hand, would flush and insist that they were only friends, seemingly embarrassed at the notion.

Well how do I look? Makkari asked in his silence, fidgeting with her fingers.

Druig took an extra second taking in the full view of his Makkari before answering. “Beautiful as always. And it seems as though we match.” He smirked as he gestured to himself.

Makkari looked him over and smiled, You look very nice as well.

Druig was sure she was just being nice as he did nothing special with himself but he felt his face heat up nonetheless. Makkari walked closer to him and was reaching her hand up into his hair before Druig knew what was happening and, in an instant, the contact was gone.

There. Your hair was messed up, probably from you laying around. Makkari chuckled as she signed. Unlike his own, her hair was intricately braided in a half up half down style with perfect rings of curls going down her back. The women that had gotten her ready had obviously put some type of oil in her hair to make it shine and bounce in ways he had never seen. Glinting around her neck, Druig spotted a ruby attached to a beaded necklace and smiled. Maybe this wedding wasn't so bad afterall.

The others trickled in and, quite soon after everyone had arrived, the ceremony had begun. It was short and sweet, making Ajak cry tears of joy and they all may have seen a misty look even in the eyes of Thena but she would never admit to it. Makkari clutched Ajak’s shoulder and was smiling so brightly he wondered how anyone was looking at anything but her. Druig was mildly disinterested, eating a mango he had left from earlier and only looking away from Makkari when he thought she caught him staring.

After the couple kissed, the room erupted in cheers and bustling music began to play. People rushed into the middle of the room and began dancing with those around them. Most of the Eternals paired off and danced together but Durig hung back with Kingo, who noticed his brooding.

“Why are you just standing here eating?” The man asked, snatching the remaining mango out of his hand.

“I wasn't finished with that. Anyway, what else would I be doing?” Druig sighed.

Kingo tutted, “Dancing with Makkari, duh!” Kingo looked around and suddenly lit up when he spotted exactly who he was looking for. “Makkari, over here!”

Makkari, who could now easily tell the difference between each of the Eternals' vibrations, looked over at Kingo in question from her place on the dancefloor. Kingo waved her over animatedly and she began to walk over.

Sorry I didn't catch what you said. There's a lot going on and I couldn’t make you out. Makkari apologized.

“No problem,” Kingo said, signing along before grabbing Druig’s arm. “Druig here actually wanted to ask you something. Anyway it was nice talking to you, bye!” Kingo hurried off and left Druig gaping at an expectant Makkari.

Druig floundered for a moment but kept his composure as he signed to her. Did you want to dance with me?

Makkari’s eyebrows rose and she cracked a smile that quickly grew into a full blown grin. I would love to dance with you.

Druig matched her smile and let himself be led to the dancefloor. The music was upbeat and suddenly Druig remembered why he had never danced with Makkari before. He didn’t know how. It took him a few seconds but, as he watched Makkari, he picked up on her rhythm and moved along with her. The fast pace made it easy to dance without it becoming intimate but when the band slowed down and the humans wrapped around their respective partners, Makkari looked nervous.

Druig, unwilling to let himself overthink, grabbed Makkari’s hands and slowly wrapped them around his neck, giving her ample time to let go if she wished. She didn’t. With newfound confidence, he grabbed Makkari’s waist and brought them close to one another. Druig rested his forehead against hers and Makkari relaxed into the touch.

“Is this alright?” he projected.

“ Yes.”

- - -

4---Tenochtitlan, 1521 CE

Druig was angry. Makkari was hurt. Tenochtitlan burned to the ground around them and Thena had attacked one of her own. Then, Ikaris put his hands on him and he was livid. Up until that point, he tried to do as Makkari said and stay strong, to not let his emotions get the better of him. Once again “the outcast,” Druig, was different from the others. He could physically feel the pain of those dying below them. Innocent, colorful people who he had come to know and respect.

Humans were being slaughtered and no one would let him do anything about it. Druig knew that in an instant he could stop the violence and send the invaders on their way, but Ajak wouldn't let him. Arishem wouldn't let him.

Overcome with the emotions of those around him, Druig couldn't take it anymore. He raised his hands and his eyes turned gold. The carnage below him stopped, and the others watched on as he walked slowly down the steps of the temple they resided in. He knew Makkari would come find him if not only to talk one last time. So with his people, he waited.

“Please come back,” Makkari pushed into his head, pleading. Druig looked up to meet her eyes and was met with sadness. More sad than he’d ever seen them. “Ajak dismissed us. They’ve all left.”

Everyone? He signed.

“Gilgamesh left with Thena, Sersi with Ikaris, and Kingo and Sprite said something about India. Ajak and Phastos stayed with the Domo and I was hoping you’d come back with us.” Makkari hadn't signed yet which confused Druig.

Worried Druig stood and walked towards her, Are you alright?

“I’m okay. Since Ajak healed me, I’ve felt kind of weak. My hands shake,” Makkari closed her eyes and took a breath. “Please, come back.”

You know I can’t. Not after what I’ve done.

Makkari nodded and truly looked at him. Understanding, always understanding. “You’re my best friend. I don’t know what to do without you.”

You could stay. Druig suggested grabbing her hands. Stay with me, Makkari. Druig knew it was unlikely but he asked anyway.

“I can’t stay in one place like this. You know that.”

And he did. Druig knew you couldn’t expect a speedster to stay in one spot. This time, it was Druig who nodded. Slowly, Druig cradled Makkari’s face in his hands and planted a kiss on her forehead, a touch they had yet to share with each other. Not meeting his gaze, she grabbed his hands and gently removed them from her face. Makkari looked up, tears in her eyes, and ran.

- - -

5---The Domo, 2024 CE

It had been over 500 years since Druig had last seen Makkari. Seen being the key word. He caught glimpses of her throughout the community he protected. A new book waiting for him on his bed, an artifact from hundreds of years prior that reminded him of their time together, and once she had even left him a bowl of fruits that he’d never seen. He ate them all that night .

So, when his fellow Eternals showed up at his home, Deviants in tow, and an explanation for the upcoming end of the world, he expected Makkari to be with them. Of course though, she would be the one who decided to stay in the Domo.

The journey ‘home’ was short, thanks to their powers, but when they stood outside the Domo, Druig suddenly felt sick. She didn't hate him, he knew that much, but she had never stuck around long enough to talk or even let him see her. Often she would check in on him and leave gifts and when she did Druig would think back on the last day they were together. He lingered on the feel of his lips on her forehead and the hot fan of her breath over his face when she looked up at him. But the pleasant memories stopped when he remembered her eyes and the tears that he had caused.

Druig took a deep breath and followed his family inside. The hallways were largely unchanged but every room was filled with things. Ancient things, modern things, any shiny or valuable object it seemed Makkari could get her hands on, she brought back and stored away for herself. As he walked from room to room, his eyes darted around, searching. In the end, she had not even tried to hide but instead lounged herself across an Aztec throne she had placed in the middle of what used to be Phastos’ lab. Rapidly, she flipped through a book until they all stood staring at her.

Druig decided in that moment if she wasn’t going to hide, neither was he and pulled an easy smirk on his face. She stood and greeted them all slowly, taking time to really speak to all of them about their travels. Druig, wanting to speak to her last, walked around the room eyeing the treasure she collected throughout the millennia until he noticed what Ikaris held in his hands. The Emerald Tablet. Druig swiped a discarded box of Twinkies and, in a silent exchange, traded them with Ikaris before waltzing up to his speedster.

“Where did you get this?” He asked in a taunting voice.

Makkari, in lieu of a response, reached across and tried to snatch it away from him. He held on for a second but when she used her powers, she took it from his unsuspecting hands and clutched it to her chest.

“Did you miss me? My beautiful, beautiful, Makkari.” Druig signed, looking down at her, completely invading her space.

Phastos and Kingo teased them as he flirted, leaving Makkari’s face dusted in red but otherwise unbothered. As they listened to the plans to stop the emergence, Druig couldn’t contain himself. He couldn’t keep his hands off her. He nudged and poked and held wherever Makkari would let him and he savored it. Five hundred years without her had taken its toll and she was now on the receiving end of all the affection he missed out on.

While Phastos worked out a solution for the emergence, there was not much to do. Most used the time to catch up with each other or search through Makkari’s treasures, but Druig practically ignored the others in order to stay as close to Makkari as possible. He had begun to linger behind her like a shadow. Makkari excused herself to grab something from her room and when she got up to leave, Druig was already close behind. While walking down the hallway, she abruptly stopped, causing them to collide and nearly fall. Spinning around, she questioned him.

Why have you been following me? She asked, placing her hands on her hips expectantly.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Druig shrugged.

You haven’t left me since you all showed up. Is something wrong? Worry creased Makkari’s face as she signed to him.

“No, nothing is wrong.”

Makkari threw up her arms. Then what’s your problem?

Druig sighed and began to explain himself. I haven’t seen you. It’s been over 500 years. Makkari I lov-

Makkari grabbed Druig’s hands just as she did all those years ago.

“Tell me after we stop the emergence,” Makkari pushed the thought into his head. She knew they were on a suicide mission, trying to defy the celestials, and she didn’t think she could handle losing Druig just as she got him back. “Tell me after.”

- - -

+1---Ajak’s Home (Post Emergence), 2024 CE

After the emergence, the remaining Eternals retreated back to Ajak’s home to collect themselves. The loss of Gilgamesh, Ajak, and even Ikaris, took its toll on the family. Sprite’s betrayal and Ikaris’ death was the worst for Sersi but they all had their problems. Thena, still suffering from Mahd Wy'ry, was now grieving her companion and Makkari couldn't sleep through the night.

The nightmares of losing her family had torn their way through Makkari’s mind, leaving her restless and on edge. Every night, alone in her room, she awoke with flashes of her family’s lifeless bodies before her, grey and cold. There was one body she never saw but that was the one that haunted her the most. She saw Druig’s body, broken and pounded into the ground by Ikaris. The hour of her life where Makkari thought Druig was dead was the hardest of her life. When Ikaris shouted that Druig was gone, she couldn't help but scream her throat raw at the loss. Makkari had been engulfed in utter despair that fueled her rage during her fight against Ikaris. She threw punches over and over without letting him get a single hit on her until she was drained of energy.

After the battle, the reality of those she had lost truly hit Makkari. She stood on the beach and tilted her head back, letting the sun shine on her as she wept. It wasn't until she felt the familiar gait of Druig’s stride across the beach that she looked up. When she saw him, Makkari let out a wet laugh. Her Druig was safe. She ran to him, too stunned to use her powers, and fell into his awaiting arms.

Thinking back on that moment was the only thing that could pull Makkari out of her nightmare induced panic when she awoke. Knowing Druig was safe in the room next to hers kept her sane in those moments, though tonight the memory was not enough. Sitting up, Makkari crept from her bed and soon found herself lingering outside Druig’s door. Carefully, she twisted the knob and cracked the door just enough so she was able to peek inside to see a peacefully sleeping Druig. Unfortunately for Makkari, the house Ajak lived in was glaringly old and when she shifted her weight, the floor let off sickeningly large vibrations.

Druig began to stir and looked over at his now open door. “Makkari? Is everything okay?” Makkari nodded and waved him off, attempting to leave but was stopped by his voice. “Come here and talk to me.” She obliged. Druig shifted over for Makkari to sit with him on the bed.

I just had a nightmare. Nothing to fuss over. Makkari tried to dismiss her fears but Druig persisted.

“What was it about?”

You. She stuttered, almost breaking into sobs. Ikaris killing you.

“Makkari, I’m here. I’m okay,” Druig stroked her back. “We’re here together.”

I just- Makkari stopped to collect herself, scrubbing her face to rid it of her flowing tears. I thought I lost you. We spent five hundred years apart and I just got you back. We barely had any time together before we had to fight and now no one knows what we’re going to do and… Makkari knew she was rambling but she couldn't stop herself. … I love you and I almost didn't get to say it.

“You love me?” Druig asked stunned. Makkari looked up at him, eyes wide and frantic.

We stopped the Emergence. Tell me now. Makkari pleaded. Eyes searching hers, Druig finally spoke the three words Makkari had wished to hear the past five thousand years.

“I love you, my beautiful, beautiful Makkari,” Druig broke out into a grin, stretching nearly from ear to ear. “Can I kiss you?” He asked breathlessly.

Makkari nodded and surged forward so his lips would finally connect with her own. The moment was exactly as they both had anticipated, as they each poured in seven thousand years worth of love and affection towards each other. When they finally broke the kiss, they rested their foreheads together, a familiar gesture now made intimate.

“Would you like to stay?” Druig asked.

Forever.

[nahoyaglock]

↬ YOU'RE NOT A VILLAIN

best friend!shigaraki x gn!reader, highschool au, friends to lovers, comfort + fluff, 700 words

A/N! this is in first person bc it was one of my personal vent writings when i was in a bad headspace so pls dont bash it, i might write something like this in 3rd person in the future if yall would like :3

this is also highly self indulgent on my own personal feelings that are self projected onto shigaraki

"Tomura.." i started and grabbed his hand after checking if the glove was on. He jumped at my touch and avoided my gaze. "Tomura, please look at me." I asked, stepping closer to him.

He turned to face me, his face was red and he had tears in his eyes. I frowned and lifted my hands to his cheeks, wiping away his tears with the pads of my thumbs.

"Hey, its okay, dont cry." I whispered to him and he clenched his eyes shut, wrapping his arms tightly around me as he buried his head in my shoulders, sniffling. I wrapped my arms around him, one hand playing with his hair. I took in the silence of the room and the light sobs from shigaraki.

"Tomura, hey, look at me." I whispered, and he lifted his head and i cupped his face. He sniffled and used his sleeves to wipe his tears before wrapping his arms back around me. "Its okay Tomura.. did they always treat you like this?"

He nodded his head and looked down. "And you didnt tell me?" I asked, frowning and grabbing his hands, holding them tightly in mine. "You can tell me anything Tomura."

"I was scared.." he said, squeezing my hands. "people treat you like a villain," I said, more to myself than him. He looked up at me, watching my expression. "Well.. fuck them." I said, holding his hands tighter.

"You're not a villain Tomura, you're my best friend," I said, my tone softening. He sniffled and hugged me again. I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him onto the couch. He rested his head on my lap as I played with his hair.

"It takes time to heal and grow. Dont beat yourself up, you're doing better, okay?" I said, pushing his hair out of his eyes. He stared up at me, hearing the words hes always wanted to hear.

"You dont see me as a villain? I dont scare you?" He asked, searching my eyes. He felt uneasy, he felt as if I was lying, and I knew he did. Hes been used and hurt by many people who just wanted to be close to him and abuse his trust.

"why should I judge you based on something you cant control." I said, looking into his eyes. I felt my heart race slowly, my cheeks became hot. "I know people got close to you just to use you, but im not like that Tomu."

His cheeks went a light shade of pink and his eyes filled with tears, a few slipping down. He sat up, and cupped my face with his gloved hands, pressing his lips against mine.

I felt shocked, but wasted no time to kiss him back. His lips were slightly rough, yet sweet as he caressed my cheek. I cupped his face with my left hand, feeling his warm tears, my right hand running through his hair. I hadnt realized i was crying until i felt him wipe my tears.

We pulled away, looking at each other while catching our breaths. I felt flustered as he stared deep into my eyes. "I-im sorry." He said as his cheeks went red.

"I love you." I said as I leaned forward to kiss him again, wrapping my arms around his shoulders as his hands gripped my waist. As we were kissing, we shifted so that I was straddling his lap. "I love you too" he chuckled and pulled me into a hug, which i accepted, wrapping my arms around him.

After a while of sitting in each others silence, i spoke up. "Tomura.. did you mean it?" i asked softly, nuzzling my face into the crook of his neck, hands rubbing his back under his sweater. I loved the feeling of his skin, and he liked mine. "That you love me?"

"I did. I love you.. I have since I met you, since you treated me differently. Treated me like a person." He said softly, playing with my short curls. "Did you mean it?" He asked.

"Of course I did. Ever since I saw you improving, becoming a better person. Plus," i added sitting up and moving his hair from his eyes and face, showing his forehead, "you're pretty," I added and he smiled. I placed a soft peck to his cheek and looked at him.

"Does that mean.. we're dating?" I asked nervously and the way his face lit up with a bright smile made my heart melt. He nodded his head and laughed cutely, cupping my face.

"I'll take good care of you and be the best boyfriend that i can be!" He said in such a bright tone, making me smile.

[wint-er]

Percy Jackson Characters In New Zealand

Aka. Me self projecting my country and all of the Kiwi stereotypes into the web :) This is also mostly based in the North Island bc that's where I lived.

Percy:

Straight up disgusted by Fish and Chips

Liked chocolate fish

Loved the Natural hot springs

Quietly terrified that the Māori gods have children as well

Annabeth

Loves Auckland Art Gallery and the City

Thinks the Taupo Gondolas and Sky Tower is the best thing ever

Did a bunch of research into Māori Mythology

Is really confused by some of the foods

Grover

Thinks the different wild life is fascinating

Got a surprise when the Tui's starting attacking him for going under a tree they were nesting in

Loves all the hikes and bush areas

Thinks Tāne Mahuta (The tree) is the coolest fucking thing

Has mixed opinions on Pohutakawa trees

Thalia

Hates the Sky Tower

And the Gondolas

And the Luge

And the Red Woods Tree walk (Me too bro me too)

Loved the hikes though

Frank

Was lowkey intimidated the Haka the first time he saw it being performed

Didn't believe that Kiwis existed when he first heard about them

Dies the whole of summer bc its raining but its so hot and why the fuck is the rain warm

Doesn't understand the obsession with sheep

Hazel

Fucking loved pineapple lumps and L&P

Thinks that the Fantails are the cutest birds ever

Doesn't understand why people who live there call themselves Kiwis

Thinks it's hilarious that the white people get called Pakeha.

Thinks summer Christmases are so much fun

Piper

Loved the way that Waiata can be sung by anyone because they are so simple, she taught everyone a bunch

Thought the Glow worm caves where magical

Loved the scenic boat rides

Thinks it's hilarious how there are just deer and ostrich farms on the side of the road

Took so many photos of the sunsets over various harbours

Jason

Took it upon himself to learn different Māori phrases

Hated how his glasses would fog up everywhere during Thermal walks in Rotorua

Was confused at why there were little kids running around shouting words in Māori when they are very very white

Went to a school cause he was curious, smelt milk for schools, left again.

Leo

Thinks Māori fried bread was the BEST

Thinks the idea of a Hangi is kinda weird but he just went with it

Doesn't understand the weird mannerisms

Got freaked out by a Hongi the first time it happened

Thinks all the beaches were great, his friends not so much, apparently the sand was hot? he had no idea

Nico

Doesn't get the slang in the slightest

Thinks the accent is weird af

Doesn't understand how these little kids are just chilling on the beach in hats, togs and jandals, like where are their parents (Their parents are setting up dinner and the kids cousin wandered off)

Doesn't understand why these people are so obsessed with seafood

Does like the Mince pies though

Will

VIBES WITH THE FREE HEALTH CARE

Thinks the Pak 'n' Save is the best

Auckland Zoo? Motat? Loved those too, the trams are awesome

Hated Puzzling world with a passion did not like it, made his brain hurt.

Sausage Sizzles? We have to do that back at camp

M'kay so thats me projecting, clarification on things are below the cut:

Sausage Sizzles: A sausage in white bread, done all the time as fundraisers, and outside Bunnings, we share custody of this with Australia who refer to them as Bunnings Snags.

MOTAT: Museum of Transport and Technology

Togs and Jandals: Swimsuit and Flip Flops

Hangi: Māori meal, cooked underground (that is a fucking awful explaination Im so sorry)

Milk for Schools: It's pretty self explanatory, The bins where the rubbish are kept smell awful because its all sour/hot milk

Little, white kids knowing Māori: Some (most?) schools teach basic Māori words when you're in primary, such as greetings, counting to 10, colours, stand up, sit down etc.

Waiata: Māori songs

Pineapple Lumps: Pineapple (alledgedly) flavoured marshmallow in chocolate, better frozen.

L&P: Lemon and Paeroa, Lemonade, just slightly bitterer than Sprite

Fantails: Little birds who's tails look like fans, Māori word is Pīwakawaka

Haka: Māori war dance, you might have seen it before the NZ rugby team competes in a match

Pohutakawa Trees: Also known as New Zealand Christmas Tree's they have red flowers that bloom in the summer, their petals (?) dry, and turn into essentially massive prickles with hooks, they get absolutely everywhere. (I have alot of knowledge ab the prickles because I had a massive tree outside my childhood home)

Tāne Mahuta: Tāne Mahuta is the largest Kauri tree alive.

Tūī: Tūīs are a NZ native bird, they're very pretty but they do dive bomb you if they go near their nests (this has happened to me when I tried to get the mail one year)

Chocolate Fish: Pink marshmallow, coated in chocolate in a vague shape of a fish.

:)

[girldraki]

headcannons ask: gears and iceberg?

mostly under a cut bc whoops this is long 2-4 songs that are probably on their iPod these are both very unspecific despite and we are sorry for gears: abba's dancing queen (inexplicable to everyone who doesnt know who his parents are), two like hourlong improvisational jazz concerts (instrumental) and something by philip glass for iceberg: carly rae jepsen's tonight im getting over you, one of marina's songs about being like. bitter and rageful and climbing to the top, uhhh some kind of 2009 era deeply shitty pop we dont want to ruin our youtube algorithm but you know the type, potential breakup song (explicit)

the one place they sometimes end up falling asleep – where they’re not supposed to iceberg obviously falls asleep on their office couch a lot. gears has a miserable time getting to sleep most of the time but sometimes taking the intrasite tram he gets perilously close.. its the Motion okay. the game they'd destroy everyone else at we said this ages ago but the two of them need to get into eve online with like one more person to act as a social buffer alongside them. they would be GREAT at it (we say, damning them with faint praise). that being said i think the horrid horrid spreadsheet ultra efficiency playstyle stardew apparently inspires in everyone is also something theyd be incliined to the emoticon they’d use most often gears uses ^_^. iceberg uses emojis and favors 🙄😌 and 😈 what they act like when they haven’t had enough sleep neither of them ever have enough sleep. iceberg gets... uh.,,. even more volatine and has a sort of uncomfortable energy to him and even less of an ability to back off, gears gets quieter and less emotive, you may notice they are both like that all the fucking time their preferred hot beverage on really cold nights. or mornings. or whenever. iceberg drinks hot cocoa and coffee type stuff that is so dolled up it might as well be hot cocoa. gears drinks ... also hot cocoa and sometimes tea which he finds marginally more tolerable than coffee but not by much how they like to comfort/care for themselves when they’re in a slump gears has no concept of self care because he has the work ethic of a mekhanite and never stopped to realize mekhanites usually have way more augmentations than he does but he's a natural stress baker who figures this out about when iceberg comes into his life. he also likes just sitting in a dark room under a weighted blanket for an hour or so. iceberg has a concept of self-care but it takes up about a paragraph in its entirety and it's basically all centered on either blowing shit up or chocolates what they wanted to be when they grew up gears wanted to be a mainframe or french or a containment specialist depending on when. iceberg wanted to be a mythbuster when he was little and then he realized "mythbuster" wasnt a job and promptly lost the majority of his bearing their favorite kind of weather iceberg likes when it is ever so slightly warm so he doesnt feel like hes boiling but not too cool so it doesnt feel like he's freezing and not terribly humid either (his optimal temperature range is extremely small). gears hasnt been outside much in years and is kind of pleasantly bewildered by rain thoughts on their singing voice (decent? terrible? soprano? alto?) gears can sing because he was raised by a set of o5s and o5s are theater kids, also the mekhanism. hes like.... a slightly high tenor and his speaking voice is pretty soft so people dont expect him to be able to project but he can. iceberg is pretty good at singing and. we've detailed this at length before but basically our standard assumption is that hes trans and hasnt been able to physically transition for medical reasons, anyway our point is he's like a medium alto how/what they like to draw or doodle gears does like... the equivalent of cursive doodles (do other people do those? i hope) but in broken on scratch paper he keeps on his desk at all times, and sometimes doodles gear shapes until they fill up the paper. iceberg also has scratch paper on his desk but sometimes ends up drawing all over forms anyway; he draws whatever the fuck is on his mind at the moment

[pocmuzings]

💘 + hana & suraj 😌

wipes sweaty shaking hands . .. . .

where they first met and how : at school ! not entirely sure on grade . . but definitely like . .  middle school . . fresh high school ? hana had just moved , and she saw suraj was in her class and o wow she was smitten she thought he was BEAUTIFUL

how long their ‘flirting’ phase was before feelings got involved : their actual FLIRTING flirting stage was mainly just hana shamelessly hitting on him and staring at his ass . . so what . i think that lasted.. like a year and a half ? before she chilled out a little , and stopped just idolising him and began actually TALKING to him . and then it was still a lil flirty but it was actually like ‘ oh . . oh this guy has thoughts and is smart and thoughtful and sweet and not just a Hottie with a Body . . ‘ 

who fell for who first ( if applicable ): i think hana fell hard initially but it was legit just infatuation and her thinking he was hot . . i think from there . . they both kinda fell for each other ? once they started getting to know each other and working on school projects together . hana figured by then that he was way out of her league , so she’d kinda just given up and was happy just be Friends ? so she never even CONSIDERED suraj might like her too . 

where their first date was and what it was like : oH THIS ??? IM NOT ?? IM NOT SURE ? i feel like when suraj first got his license he probably picked her up and took her out somewhere , and brought her flowers he’d nervously ripped out of his neighbours yard . . and like . he tried to take her to a nice dinner but maybe his car stalled ? she spilled something on her nice skirt ?? it was a disaster lowkey , and ended with them in a carpark of a 7 / 11 sharing a bag of skittles and holding hands probably and it was . . an amazing date . hana didn’t even care that everything ‘ technically ‘ went wrong . 

who asks who out and how ( with a sign? spelled out on a cake? just a simple ‘will you go out with me’? ): AHHH THIS IS HARD TO ANSWER ?? because there was a lot of dancing around it . a lot of uncertainty and jealousy and saying ‘ ha ha we’re just friends ‘ . i truly  don’t know who would have . . made the Move finally and asked out who and how ? i feel like it could have been suraj , but hana misunderstood and thought it was a Friendship thing , too . 

who proposes first: OH IT WAS SURAJ AND WE ALL KNOW IT  . i feel like hana maybe murmured it one night , them half asleep , her face smushed into his neck , like ‘ i wanna marry you ‘ , but it was suraj who literally had the Plan and the idea and the whole set up and he asked her and hana was both surprised and not surprised and SO HAPPY

if they keep / kept their relationship secret or let everyone know right away : they didn’t really , in fact if anything they kept their relationship secret to EACH OTHER . like everyone else kinda knew they were into each other but they were both like . . ha ha . . nah . 

where the proposal happens and how ( kiss cam at a baseball game? on a hillside surrounded by ducks? at a disney park? ) : god u guys are really testing me today . . umm i feel like it was on new years and it was a little cliche , and hana and suraj were hosting a lil drinks together and had dinner with her parents beforehand and yeah . . ok . . suraj definitely did the thing with the Ring in the Glass , and him on his knee just as the fireworks went off . hana probably was laughing and crying and pulled out a ring SHE had for SURAJ in her purse and they’re both dumb idiots in love !

if they adopt any pets together : hana would adopt 2000958489 pets if she could , and suraj rlly has to put his foot down or he’ll come home to so many . luckily , most of their lives they’ve lived in apartments so having pets hasnt been a super high possibility . also . . hana is quite careless and has k*lled many , many of their goldfish . . 

who’s more dominant : hana is more outwardly dominant but only because she’s SO loud and outspoken and talk talk talk talk TALKS . but suraj is quietly dominant ? like he’s the one who’ll put his hand out and immediately Everyone Respects and Listens and Shuts The Hell Up . he can command a room very easily if he wanted to . as for s*XUALLY . . hana LOVES when suraj gets a lil . . u know . . commanding in the bedroom . but she is usually the one who initiates it , and then he will hesitate but get iNTO IT. 

where their first kiss was and what it was like: their first kiss was prom ! they both came with other dates and were acting like they weren’t jealous . hana’s date was a dick the whole night so she bailed , suraj’s date left early to go to some party . . it was them two in a carpark lowkey bickering and then . . oh the kiss just Happened !

if they have any matching couples stuff ( mugs? sweaters? pillowcases? ): OH HANA GETS THEM EVERYTHING . they have mr & mrs everything . she got them his & her towels . . ‘ HANAS BOYFRIEND ‘ as a mug to suraj ( for him to take to work so no Woman talks to him dfkjnfnk ) . they also definitely have 3000 matching halloween costumes , and ugly christmas sweaters . 

how into pda they are : neither of them are actually super super pda-y besides a kiss goodbye / hello , and a hand hold . if they’re a little drunk or tipsy , hana definitely snuggles on in and just Holds him the entire night and presses kisses to his neck because she’s Addicted to him . 

who holds the umbrella when it rains : SURAJ LOOK AT HOW TALL HE IS . and he just does it silently . . he takes it and holds it , and ensures hana doesn’t stumble into her 3000th puddle , or accidentally hit someone with the umbrella ( when she holds the umbrella , she always smacks suraj in the face and doesnt even notice dkjnjnfkfn ) 

where their usual ‘date spot’ is ( if applicable ) : i don’t know if they have one atm ? it was their rooftop for a while probably , in their old apartment complex ? thatd be date night usually . currently ..  they’re pretty happy just having dinner together every night in their house in general ? 

who’s more protective: hana is definitely protective because she doesn’t like the way suraj’s family treats him , mainly . like he’s not a PUSHOVER per se , but he isn’t very confrontational and ppl sometimes take advantage of that , and around his family she KNOWS they hurt his feelings and she really really doesn’t like that  

how long it is before they sleep together ( can be as in ‘had sex’ or as in ‘shared a bed’ ): platonically , they share a bed a bunch of times before they become ‘ them ‘ . hana’s parents let suraj stay over literally whenever , and they have a Knowing look in their eyes and would tease them about ‘ leaving the door open ‘ ( and hana would groan very loudly whilst suraj would stammer out a ‘ no - i - never . . ) . the first time they had sex was also in hana’s bed lets be honest . it was careful and gentle and both of them laughing nervously and moving slowly and taking Care of each other . 

if they argue about anything : they don’t really argue with each other until they moved to mystic and things got Strained slightly . hana started acting quite obviously distant and it started stressing suraj out . other than that . . they argued maybe once or twice about surajs brother ? it was never anything TOO serious but it was a little bickering about how hana didn’t trust him and wished suraj didn’t hold out hope for him , and suraj defending himself and his brother . it’s never been anything too ugly ?? 

who leaves more marks ( lipstick, hickeys, scratchmarks etc. ) : hana . she leaves hickies on suraj any damn day . she also definitely comes to his office and will put on a fresh coat of lipstick and kiss him stupid ( and hand him her panties before stepping out ) because she just LIKES seeing him all flustered . plus she . . maybe likes that people KNOW that its HER with suraj . 

who steals whose clothes and how often : oh we know hana wears his clothes constantly . she loves them . they smell like him . she wears them as pyjamas , or sometimes as a lazy sunday brunch look . he’ll be like ‘ babe did you see my ralph lauren button up - oh “  and there she is on the kitchen bench swinging her legs , grinning at him . 

how they cuddle ( spooning? facing each other? ) : they definitely swap ‘ big spoon / little spoon ‘ positions a lot . or they sleep holding hands , on different sides of the bed , but always touching in some way . 

what their favourite nonsexual activity is  : honestly . . just being around each other dfjkfnfn i know thats so cheesy but its true they love each other so much. their ABSOLUTE favourite thing to do is literally just talk about their days ? or like . cook for each other in the kitchen , or share music together , i feel ? just smth where they can be in their Space but not necessarily have to fill it with anything

how long they stay mad at each other : NOT LONG AT ALL !! barely anytime at all ! except . .One Time in the future when they have a huge blow out and theyre both utterly miserable , but all other small indifferences and ‘ arguments ‘ literally last an hour max . hana just can’t be mad at suraj bc he’s SO sweet and lovely and understanding she just . . always crawls back and knows shes the one being unreasonable 9  / 10 times . 

what their usual coffee / tea orders are : hana always gets a ridiculously bright, overly sugary, coloured drink , or always tries something new ( trying to make her way through the menu ) . i feel like suraj is either more of a long black , or cappuccino guy , or a tea drinker ? 

if they ever have any children together : oh ho ho . .   THIS . .  .woweee . . no, they do not ! not yet . . i want to say ? ?  mayhaps . . 

if they have any special pet names for each other : ‘  babe ‘ ‘ baby ‘ ‘ sweetie ‘ . hana calls suraj ‘ su ‘ sometimes ? 

if they ever split up and / or get back together : they . . split up exactly ONCE . and they get back together because they literally can’t live without each other. the split up isn’t anybodys fault per se , either . its that hana has suddenly a lot of trauma and memories resurface and she doesnt know how to deal with it , and suraj tries to help and it TERRIFIES her and causes this distance and rift between them and then she just thinks maybe he’d be better off without her , so she gives him back the ring and cue them both being utterly MISERABLE . they find their way back together though . they always do . 

what their shared living space is like ( messy? clean? what kind of decor? ) : despite hana being very messy and all over the place , their living space is quite minimalist and clean . hana’s work space is an explosion of materials and colour swatches and scrapbooks , but the house as a whole is neat and tidy and i feel we mainly have suraj to thank for that 

what their first christmas / hanukkah / etc as a couple was like : they spent half the day at hana’s parents , and half the day at suraj’s , then spent the evening / night together . they mainly enjoyed coming back home to each other tbh ? suraj’s family is . . Difficult , and hana tries not to stay around them for too long bc she sees them Drain suraj . 

what their names are in each other’s phones: hana’s name for suraj is probably  ‘ BABY 💕🥰💕🥰💕🥰💕🥰💕 ‘ she probably renamed herself in suraj’s phone too , to like . . ‘ LOVE OF MY LIFE ‘ and he never changed it back dfkjfnkfn 

if they have any ‘couple traditions’ ( buying a new mug for their collection every year? baking every friday evening? ) : their tradition is usually having dinner together every night ? no matter who cooks or what they buy . or even if hana is working late on wedding stuff , suraj will come sit with her and bring her her dinner still . they also send each other Silly Goofy selfies every now and then , just randomly throughout the day 

who falls asleep first and who wakes up first : it really depends on the day ! during the week i think suraj usually falls asleep first ? and hana just rakes her fingers through his hair , because she usually works late and stuff , and tbh she loves when suraj is asleep bc hes a big golden retriever cuddled up to her . but everytime they watch a movie together , hana definitely falls asleep first and misses EVERYTHING  . as for waking up first , i feel like this must be suraj ? because hana loves sleep and also she doesnt sleep very WELL and sometimes has nightmares . 

who’s the big spoon / little spoon : they honestly take turns ok , there i said it . 

who hogs the bathroom : hana literally for every event . she loves makeup so much . she’ll be doing it for two hours , suraj sitting on the bed fully dressed being like ‘  baby i’m not pressuring u but uh . . we’re half an hour late to our own wedding dinner rehearsal ‘ dfkjndfnjk

who kills the spiders / takes them outside : THEY’RE BOTH DECENT AT THIS ? they both take the spiders outside . if its a particularly big one or scary one . . it goes to suraj though . hana PREFERS if suraj does it , but if he’s not around she’ll try her Best . 

[seijch]

just binge read ur previous asks for the sleepover and i was very much entertained😌 how would ur top 3 ACTUALLY dress? like we always see those “outfits the hq boys would wear” but they seem so... unrealistic😭🤚

whack me w a pillow or smth (sleepover event)

OK HI I WAS THINKING ABT THIS MY WHOLE SHIFT N ENDED UP HAVING ENOUGH BRAINROT TO TYPE A WHOLE THING IN THE NOTES APP SO HERE WE GO!!! 😈💯

ok im typing this after finishing the post but i rlly like the way this came out so everyone please read it if you want to see me brainrot over konoha kenji n kuroo ...

KONOHA is definitely a man who Knows his essentials ... knows the beauty of sweatpants and joggers and knows that he looks Good in a solid colored tee (but doesnt shy away from print ... its just that if you open his closet its literally black white n the occasional pop of color) i would LOVE to say he accessorizes but no he doesnt 💔💔 its his fatal flaw too ..... dont be shy aki let me buy you one of those chain bracelets!!!!! those are sexy as fuck and i PROMISE they would make him look even better!!!!!!! in general he gives me big silver or white gold vibes even if i cant see him wearing jewelry on his own :/ its ok if he were to date me id make him come around to the idea ...

he gives white air max 90 or air force 1 vibes does that make sense . if anything has color in his fit its maybe some print on his shirt but if not its DEFINITELY his shoes ... i was thinking abt this but i think hed look good in the bel air jordan 5s but maybe thats just bc i wanted to get a pair NJFKDSFS if we want to get a little less realistic (i mean not rlly bc i know ppl who do this) he probably keeps up w supreme drops n its less to resell and more to get the clothes at retail price which is MUCH more reasonable than resell (i think its 40 for a shirt? idk my friend keeps up w it n i love to hear him brainrot but that doesnt mean i retain ALL the information 🤕)

:: go-to outfit? say it with me ... white shirt/crewneck sweater if it’s cold with sweats. if he needs to dress it up, hell throw on some plaid or switch it up w some nice jeans. unlike the other two he has a good idea of how to dress throughout his life which makes looking Back a much . easier experience compared to the other two LMAO

FUTAKUCHI swears by the denim gods when he needs to actually Care abt his outfits and im MAD abt it bc how dare he look good .... im going to fucking kill him 🪓🪓🪓🪓 the image of kenji in a denim jacket w a hoodie underneath n some ripped jeans haunts my every waking moment you dont understand......... hes ALSO a plaid man which pisses me off even more .... but im going to be honest he uses outerwear to hide the fact that theres definitely a hole in the armpit of his favorite shirts ... hes had them since high school kenji PLEASE buy some new shirts!!!! probably suffers in summer bc he cant wear jackets n stuff without looking weird (has definitely said hes wearing plaid For The Fit when in reality its bc theres a stain on the back of his shirt from when he sat in bird shit. its Artistic baby speak your truth!!!)

at least you can convince konoha to wear jewelry if you keep at it ... while i think kenji gives silver vibes over gold i dont think you would be able to convince him to wear it unless youve already bought it and basically ambush him with it JKSDFDS if anything i think hed settle for those leather bracelets ... its ok his ego is fragile ❤ shoe wise idk he gives me vans vibes (so does konoha but he also looks like a nike stan so i said that instead). if he lives somewhere cold he probably owns a pair of those classic wheat colored timbs (You Know The Ones)

i can tell you RIGHT NOW that in elem and junior high he was one of those kids w the neon athletic fits that took pe too serious when he got in the groove 😐 shut the fuck up n pass me the ball kenji were in fourth grade i shouldnt be failing PARTICIPATION in PE 🗣🗣🗣

:: go-to outfit? a rlly comfy denim jacket (hell let you borrow it if you bitch enough n hell be like Sigh . The Things I Do For You but when you slip it on hes abt to combust) w a shirt that probably has a chili stain at the hem of it n ripped jeans. the white slip on vans. i hate that he looks good.

KUROO is . idk i feel like hes a lot harder to pin down but he probably shopped at hot topic in middle school 💔 is this projection? maybe. am i WRONG abt it tho ... ANYWAY like everyone who grows out of that phase, he has Taste ... post college or just at the club i KNOW he understands the effect a slightly unbuttoned black shirt has 👁 prob rode the eboy wave bc he thought the fashion was nice so he might have a few of those clunky rings ... rarely wears them but bitch he SHOULD!!!! otherwise, i think he keeps it pretty simple! lots of hoodies and sweaters bc if he has no one to rlly impress hes big on comfort. owns a good amt of athleleisure (is that how you spell that hjkdfds) bc he does work out regularly but if you were to come across him during an 8am lecture i can guarantee all he did before coming to class is brush his teeth ... 

unfortunately not a chain man but while his rings may be black (yk like black titanium) or silver, if he were to wear a chain i think hed be fine with either silver or gold! i personally think hed look good in either 🙈 shoe wise i rlly cannot pin him down ... for running im seeing him leaning towards nike shoes but i like . cannot tell what hed wear regularly SHJFKDS 

what i CAN say is that when he was younger (and i mean until his second year of high school) he was one of Those Kids that wore the Quirky printed button ups but like . this time its not a compliment . in junior high he definitely thought those ... and it PAINS ME PHYSICALLY to say this ...... fingerless gloves were the coolest things around ..... i hate that i had to google that now im going to get ads for hot topic

:: go-to outfit? black hoodie w maybe some design or print on it w sweats or jeans (like konoha hell dress it up or down depending on where youre going). if you make him wear them hell even bust out the eboy rings he bought forever ago <33 i think later in life when hes more sure of himself (and i mean like after hs ... hes good in his 3rd year but i feel like hell still deflect compliments in the form of teasing and not believe it in 3rd year) he Knows he looks good so he doesnt rlly have to try unless you want to be That Couple that takes over the world one fit at the time ... in the end the only one he wants to impress is you 🙈