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gb-patch · 3 years ago

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Ask Answers: July 10th

I really let asks get away from me lately. I was super focused on working on that Patreon Moment. With that done I can finally think about doing other things, so here’s a new collection of answers!

Thank you for sending in questions everyone ^^.

For the new Patreon moment, will you be able to reference it in step 4? Or just like a tiny nod to it if you pick certain choices?

There won’t be. I’m sorry if you were hoping for that! The Patreon moment is meant to be entirely optional, it’s not something that gets you extra content in the main game.

Is the new CG artist the main one now? :0 I’ve noticed theres been a difference in the art style recently. Is the old CG artist still going to make art for the game? :0

The original artist still makes CGs for the game sometimes, but he mainly focuses on character sprites.

Are you going to put the NSFW our life moment on a website other than patreon? I would love to get it but I can't use patreon atm.

I don’t know. I'm afraid we can't release the Patreon Moment on a normal game storefront because we can't mix 18+ content with our family friendly game. If there's some other place similar to Patreon where it's not the normal type of full-scale public content releases we'd consider using that, but I’m not sure if there is another site that’s better than Patreon in that regard. I'm sorry.

Out of curiosity, in all of your games so far, which characters in each were the most fun to write? They obviously don't have to be your favorite characters!

Buffalo Seer in AFA, really everyone in XOD/XOBD is pretty equally entertaining to write, The Guide in LoV, and Cove in OL!

idk if you accept "personal" questions, but is there anything you've been watching/ listening to lately

Mostly, I’ve been watching/listening to Authortube videos as of late! It’s people who talk generally about the process of how books become traditionally published and/or share their own experience as they attempt to be published. I don’t have an interest in writing normal text based books, but it’s really interesting to hear about that world. I’m listening to a video about royalties right now as I answer these asks.

Will one of the desserts we get to pick be fudge? That'd be such a cute reference!

Haha, yeah, it should. Unless I completely blank on it and forget when trying to include the various referential food options.

I don't know if this has been asked previously but what would be the approximate heights for the presets MC can choose from Step 2 ~ 4? Are there any measurement you had in mind? Sorry if I didn't make myself clear kk I've been struggling with my English lately 💀

I don’t know, ahah. I didn’t have any numbers in mind for that. So it’s whatever you imagine it is!

I noticed a bug with the Patreon moment when it comes to what your character wears. When Jamie and Cove are kissing while my character only had dresses selected, I had both the option to remove the dress or to remove the shirt... Picking one of the options to interact with Cove, after he removed his shirt, it had Jamie remove their shirt followed by ther pants despite only having dresses picked.

Thank you for reporting ^^

I keep refreshing steam to see when the new doc for xobd will be released. I noticed you haven't posted anything about it in quite some time. Would it be possible to ask about a timeline/potential date? (If it's even this year—) I know you and your team are probably working super hard, I'm just super curious! ~Thank you!~

There are more stories done, I just haven’t gotten around to publicly releasing them. Hopefully I will have a chance to spend the time on that sooner rather than later!

hello!! i’m not sure if it’s an update but i’ve just replayed our life and at the end i can’t propose to cove anymore? :(( i’ve actually tried playing twice but the options are not there anymore, did you guys remove the options? i’m sorry if you’ve answered this before!! thank you and have a good one :)

I’m afraid things haven’t been changed or removed, so I think you might’ve accidentally picked the wrong things somewhere along the way and locked yourself out of being able to propose by mistake. Sometimes you meant to say you want to get married but instead you mis-click and have it so the MC isn’t thinking about marriage or something. All I can suggest is starting from the beginning of Step 3 and making sure to follow the steps listed in the FAQ. I’m sorry for that.

Did yall remove some of the options for when youre making out with Cove in the charity moment? I could've sworn you could grab his bonkadonk and its not there anymore

This is the same situation as the above. We didn’t remove things and you’re not wrong that there are sometimes those options. But there are various choices you have to make to get those options and it sounds like you accidentally missed something. If your relationship isn’t long-term, you can’t do it for example.

HI IM SO EXCITED I CAN FINALLY GET THE STEP 3 DLC

Thank you for getting it!

Is Shiloh super totally straight bc I’m very gay and a huge Shiloh fan, would my man make an exception?😩

Sadly, he is one of our super straight characters. I’m sorry.

Hi, I have a very dumb question. In Step 2 does Cove not wanna share his drink with us at the mall (or rather why he stops drinking it) because it's an indirect kiss? Or is it like ...weird to him to share? Because if I remember right he eats off our spoon in the birthday scene right?

Yeah, he’s awkward about it because he likes the MC and it feels very personal to share a straw with his crush.

Hi! If you don't mind me asking, who is the artist for OL2? Their style is so pretty!

Thank you for saying so! This is her Twitter- https://twitter.com/redridingheart

Do Beginnings & Always and Now & Forever exist in the same universe?

Yep! XOXO Droplets also exists in the same universe. It’s one big GB Patch world, haha.

Do Pran's parents regret the way they raised him? Do they feel ashamed of it?

No. They’re the type of people best cut out because they’re not gonna change. Which is why Pran does go very limited contact when he’s an adult.

Hi! I just wrapped up my second playthrough of Our Life, and I absolutely adore it, but I had a question. I went to the gallery and found I was missing 2 CGS (specifically Step 1-3 and 2-3) and I had no clue where they would've shown up. Which moments are those found in?

You get it by telling Cove about his dad offering you money to be his friend in Step 1 and Step 2. You can’t get both in one playthrough, since you can only tell Cove the truth once. I’m really glad you liked it!

Hi hi! Please, how tall is Baxter and Derek? Love the game so much and I can't wait to see more!

I don’t know, aha. I think Baxter was around 5′10 and Derek was like 5′8/5′9, maybe. I really am not one who has specific heights for things in mind.

is adult cove a bottom, top, or switch?

A switch, though would choose the top if he had to pick.

I was wondering if there is a way to transfer save data? Even if through the game files. I wanted to be able to transfer my save data from my desktop over to my laptop so that I could continue playing right where I left off from but I'm not entirely sure how to go about that.

If you save the save folder/persistent data of the game from your desktop and put it into the game folder on your other device, that could work.

Hi! Is it possible for us to know the date when our life: now and forever comes out on steam? Sorry if you've mentioned it before but I haven't seen it and I'm looking foward to that happening and just wanted to know :)

It’s gonna be a long time, I’m afraid. There’s no estimate right now.

I started playing Our Life with my sister a while ago, and I think you guys should know that we discovered your secret. >:)

L from death note and Cove are clearly the same person, and this whole game is just an origin story!!

I’ve never seen that show so I’m sorry to say I don’t understand the connection/reference you’re trying to make. I’m pretty out of the loop when it comes to media. I don’t watch movies or TV.

Will OL2 have options for disabled MCs?

I understand if it's too complicated, just curious

Unfortunately, it’s not really something we have a plan for. We couldn’t finish the game if we tried to include every disability and have it be meaningful. It’d just be too much content to create. But if we decide to only include a few, how would we choose which disabilities get to be represented and which are left out? I don’t know. It’ll probably have to be something we don’t include as an option again, sadly. I’m sorry.

playing our life > anything else

Haha, I’m glad you’re enjoying it.

Honestly, I would like to thank Our Life for helping me come to terms with my sexuality. Before, I never would've actually thought that it was possible to like boys romantically and still be asexual. Almost all of the BL visual novels I've read had unskippable sexual content in them and it honestly just didn't click with what I feel. I'm glad I found Our Life. I love the game, the developers, and this fandom so much. Now, I can safely come out as homoromantic AND asexual (at least anonymously here anyway; my parents are still huge homophobes 😂).

Aw, it’s great to hear you felt comfortable being yourself in the game! That’s wonderful. I’m really sorry about your parents, though.

Will the demo for OL2 be on android? Really not sure if I could wait any longer than I have to aha

Yeah, it’ll be available for Android once we eventually release a demo!

Do all these reveals perhaps mean development is progressing ahead of schedule? Please let that be the case I'm already obsessed with Qiu

No, sorry, aha. Art comes along much faster than script/programming-work for us. It’s gonna be a long time before the game is a finished thing you can actually play. But at least we can look at the beautiful images.

Hey! First of all I wanna say I reallllllyyyyy loooovvveeee Our Life and XOXO Droplets! I have over 300 hours of playtime on Our Life… Anyways, I was just wondering, are the Derek and Baxter DLCs going to come out at the same time? If not, which one do you plan to release first? :3

They will come out separately and Derek will be first! Glad you like the game.

I keep replaying Our Life to get every possible iteration and I am loving it <3 I was wondering if Cove gets locked out of his confession because MC was talking to Lee, would it be possible to confess to him in step 4?

Yeah, you can avoid the confession in Step 3 and then get it in Step 4.

Hi, my Cove wears bracelets through step 2 and 3 but I still don't get an option to give him a bracelet? I didn't even know that was possible until I seen someone else ask about it lol

Hm, did you use the Cove creator? Maybe there’s a bug where using the creator to add bracelets doesn’t fulfill the requirement to give Cove a bracelet in Step 3.

Wait, I'm dense, when does Baxter appear in step 2? Is it from big park firework? I feel so bad since i really love Baxter and waiting to buy his dlc.

It’s in the Soiree Moment. You have to be just friends with Cove, indifferent, or crushing but not ask Cove to the dance at all. Then while there you can find someone new to dance with. But if you bring Cove to the dance while crushing, the MC won’t wanna dance with anyone else so you can’t get the scene.

In step 2 when we go to the soiree I made my mc go alone and baxter chooses the mc to dance, i'm curious, why did he pick the mc? sorry if this has been asked before!

Because the MC looked to be around his age, seemed to also be searching for a partner, and had nice legs. A perfect option for him.

I read some of the FAQs, and I saw that we could tell Baxter about the condo that he rented there was previously the mean old grandparents. how do we get the mc to tell him that?

It happens in the DLC Moment “Late Shift”. If you don’t have a job you instead get a longer scene with Baxter.

I don’t know if you’ve addressed this or not, but are you planning on paying voice actors for our life: now and forever?

Yeah, we pay our VAs in all our projects.

hey can i ask how you did the moments thing in ol? im trying to get into making visual novels and while im VERY sure its out of my comfort zone and all that atm i kinda wanna know just for the future, bc im p sure it would work well for something i wanna do :O but its also fine if you cant say for other reasons :>

I’m afraid I’m not sure what you mean. Are you asking how we programmed the screen or something script related? Adding Moments like that is pretty straightforward, though. You just have buttons that open to different labels and then the scripts are essentially individual short stories/vignettes. Good luck with your VN!

Since Autumn becomes gender fluid later in the game, will there be a character who remains as he/him to romance in game?

OL1 has the he/him LIs, OL2 is all about other genders.

I don't want to impose on your creative plans, but a parrot could possibly make a good pet in an OL-type game? They're pretty long-lived and likely to still be thriving by the end even if the MC got them back in step 1.

I do appreciate the suggestion, but I’m afraid it’s not likely going to happen. I understand there are technically some animals that could theoretically live long enough to last the whole game that or we could have the MC only get a pet after some years have already passed. But the many things that would have to be considered/accommodated for makes it just something we probably can’t manage adding. I’m sorry.

As time passes will we be able to see Qiu and Tamarack's other stage arts as well?

They are both so cute i can't wait to be friends with them!

Yeah, we’ll show content from other Steps in the future. It’ll be a little while from now, though.

Can you date Cove and still have your family comfort you in the car?

You can’t get Cove’s Step 3 confession scene if you have the family comfort you in the car. But that’s not the only way to date him. You can get together with him earlier in the game or later on in Step 4.

Is Mc always going to be the one walking down the aisle or could Cove do it? Also could you choose to have one of your moms walk you?

No. Cove wouldn’t want to walk down the aisle like that and the MC automatically respects that. And the MC also gets to have their preferences respected, so it’s up to you whether they want to do an aisle walk or not. You also can pick who, if anyone, walks with you.

Once step 4 is out, will you be able to go the whole game on crush/love without either of you confessing?

Yes, as long as you tell the game you don’t want to progress the relationship. Even in Step 4 it won’t force you to officially get together.

Howdy, so in Step 4, there will be any Romance with Derek that is not part of any dlc?

He’s only a friend unless you get his romance story.

Will the step 4 in OL2 be one big step or are you considering moments?

Step 4 is just an epilogue in both games.

hi kind of a weird question but!! we know tht cliff doesn't start dating again but. wht abt flings? like does he ever do 1 night stands or anything? thank u!!!!!!!!!!!!

Nope. Cliff has a very small interest in sex. If he’s not in a real relationship with a partner he’s crazy about it simply isn’t something he feels a need for, so one night stands wouldn’t even cross his mind.

sorry if you've already answered this, but i was wondering if there were plans for there to be bonus love interests in OL2 like how we have derek and baxter in OL1.

Maybe! There are side characters who could be given romance stories, but whether or not it will happen depends on funding and how long everything else takes to finish.

I don't know if i'm allowed to ask about ol2 here yet, if not u can ignore this or answer it later. My question is can you date one of them and be good friends with the other? I don't want to be strangers with the other bcs i love them both a lot :<

Yes you can!

what patreon level do i have to be to unlock the nsfw moment? im on the $5 one right now, will that give me access to the moment, or just access to the moment progress?

That’ll give you access! Tier 2 and anything higher allows the player to download it.

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violetnotez · 4 years ago

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Hawks x reader

⤷ Genre: Fluff

⤷ Word Count: 5300+

⤷ Warnings: mild cursing

⤷ Synopsis: Hawks is completely head over heels when he meets the new side kick of Mirko, y/n, hero name Angel. After meeting y/n, Hawks begs Mirko to train the young hero himself, and starts a friendly relationship with her. But now Hawks wants to take it to the next level, and what better than a milkshake date to make her his.

This fic is for the @bnhabookclub Bingo Event! Here’s my masterlist to see all my work for this event!

Bingo Slot: Milkshake Date

This is my first time writing for Hawks, so hopefully its not too ooc! Also Im sorry if its kinda wordy? I feel like I just kinda went overboard!

Hawks sighed, his hands cradling his head lazily in boredom.

Another mind numbing meeting to suffocate his precious hours.

It was hard not to be a little annoyed at these weekly hero meetings he was somehow tangled up into. He could be doing so much more with this time, like working on his own missions or even catching up on some very over do paperwork. But With the LOV and other various villain organizations on the rise, the heroes have noticed that now more than ever, citizens are desperate for some stability and reassurance from their beloved heroes. So, with the help of various hero agencies, they had devised a plan to have heroes patrolling the streets frequently, way more frequently than before to promote the image that “the heroes were in control” and “more powerful than ever before.”

What a load of crap that was.

Hawks fought the urge to roll his eyes and interrupt this pompous executive who had the nerve to preach to heroes, and the top rated ones at that. He was amused looking around, seeing how many well known heroes were still attending these obnoxious meetings-every one in the top 20 was in this room, including Endeavor and Mirko. That was typical for these heroes, since approval ratings were so important, but today was a little different. The size of the group had expanded, the seats now occupied with a few lower rank heroes, a couple sidekicks, and a few newbies that were gaining some popularity.

Hawks watched as the stiff looking executive pushed his glasses back to his nose tightly, a small cough clearing his throat.

“Now, I think it would be a wise time for all the newest joining heroes in our mission of peace to stand and say a few words,”

Oh great-now it was show and tell.

Hawks was fighting the urge to outright humiliate this man in front of him for wasting so much of his time- it wasn't quite in his nature to keep his mouth shut. But, he had to admit that this was partially his fault: he had volunteered to be a part of this, and he had to respect the commitment he signed up for.

The man turnd to his right, his eyes trained on the Rabbit Hero herself.

“Miruko, would you like to introduce your sidekick first?” he asked, his voice monotone and serious.

Hawks instantly perked up at the man’s statement- so Miruko did bring along her sidekick?

He had heard a little about the stir Miruko had worked up in the media when she announced she had a new sidekick. Miruko has notoriously built the image of “working alone”, so the fact she had taken on a new partner had thrown everyone in quite a loop. He personally wasn’t quite interested in digging himself too into the dramatic headlines, he was way too busy for that, but from the bits and pieces he heard, you showed promise.

Your quirk was powerful, you were great with civilians, and you were pretty efficient in battle. He was mutually intrigued by you, especially since your introduction was the one thing he found remotely interesting in this whole meeting.

Miruko grinned devilishly, her red eyes gleaming.

“Sure thing,” she answered good naturally, her tough body standing up to introduce the person beside her. “As you all know by now, this is my new side kick-Angel,”

Oh and what a angel you were.

Hawks was completely enraptured by you, his eyes widening as he watched you stand up, your face coated in an incident look of nervousness and your pretty lips formed in a shy smile.

Man, if he knew how drop dead gorgeous you were, he would have made you his sidekick.

He rested his head deeper into his gloved hand, a quiet whistle escaping his lips.

And that hero suit wasn’t too bad either- your hero costume was sexy yet sleek, with a plunging white neckline and metal armor shaped like feathers that protected your shoulders. It was beautiful, elegant, and tantalizing to his eyes, his pupils hovering over each plush curve and indent of your tight body suit.

Something caught Hawk’s eye, though, and he leaned in slightly to see what it was-something white and fluffy was twitching on both sides of you, the curve extremely familiar-until he realized: you had wings.

They weren’t anywhere as large as his, but they were much more, well, angelic than his. His wings were loud and prideful with their overpowering size and rich blood red color. They were durable, tough, and screamed for attention.

Your wings though were silent beauties, barely noticeable yet once seen took your breath away. The feathers were a delicate white like snow, and with careful inspections had a shimmer to them like stained glass in a cathedral. They were absolutely mesmerizing, and Hawks found himself staring at those wings as you began to introduce yourself.

“Hello,” he watched you timidly speak out. It was adorable to watch, your shoulders trying to show strength by being puffed out like a prideful little bird, but oh the way your smile trembled and your digits fidgeted showed just how wracked with nerves you were. “I am the Angelic hero-Angel. My quirk is that I can create a calming effect on people, as well as fly”

Your eyes ghosted over the heroes in front of you, each face more stony and cold than the last. You finally gave a small glance at Hawks, his heart jumping in his chest.

Your eyes were so warm and enticing, wanting to swallow him whole with those pretty irises swimming with pure sweetness. His cheek was pushed up against his hand as he sent you a mischievous wink your way, a grin blossoming against his lips as he watched you become even more flustered than before.

His chest puffed up with pride as you sat down, knowing he had made a small impression on you. Maybe it was the dreariness of this meeting, or the fact he hadn't had any romantic endeavors in ages, but he had already gained a liking to you.

You walked out of the meeting, your head swarming and your heart pacing. Your first real hero meeting! You could practically scream with giddiness, electricity ebbing from your fingertips as you walked alongside your mentor, Miruko.

It was a dream to be working alongside such a skilled and likeable hero as herself, and you couldn't be more thankful for the bunny hero for seeing potential in you. Being a year out of UA, it was expected for you to start interning or even becoming sidekicks in order to get a headstart in the hero business. Even though Mirko was notorious for turning down any and all interns, you had applied to her agency and surprisingly has gotten in.

Now you were working with one of the top dogs of the whole Hero industry, and the pressure of that was both exhilarating and terrifying.

“So, what do ya think of your first hero meeting?” Miruko asked, her red eyes gleaming as she walked alongside you as the rest of the heroes crowded out of the conference room.

“It was-interesting” you spoke carefully, your tongue trying to find the best words. It was exhilarating to be around all these heroes, from up and coming to even the #1, but you had to admit it wasn't as intense as you had imagined it to be.

“Hella boring, huh?” Miruko interjected truthfully, her voice booming and unapologetic. “Eh, don't worry, these aren't every meeting. The team ups are better- alot more interesting things go on in those ones-”

Just then, a man dressed in a simple white shirt and black pants came up to the Bunny hero, a badge connected to his belt.

“Hey detective, what can I do for you?” she asked goodnaturedly, her slim fingers wrapping around her hips.

“Im extremely sorry to bother you on such short notice, but we have a case currently revolving around a few villains you reprimanded last week and needed a testimony from you about their quirks-”

“Sure thing!” she grinned, her red eyes traveling from the detective down to you, ,”You think youll be okay? Ill only be gone for a few minutes,”

“O-of course! Ill be fine,” your smile wavered slightly, a small gulp being emitted from your throat.

Alone? Around all these heroes? You didn’t feel too ready for that- but you had to start somewhere. It was time to rip off that band-aid and be one with the heroes.

You began to feel your hands get clammy all ready as you watched the scene in front of you, feeling like a goldfish in a tank of sharks.

“An actual angel walking on the ground-never thought I’d see the day,” you heard a male voice next to you, the tone nonchalant and mischievous. You turned to your side, the wind getting kicked out of your chest-

No. Damn. Way.

“Your Hawks-the Winged Hero,” you breathed out in shock,

The hero smiled at you, his wide grin playful as he gazed at you with those piercing yellow eyes

“The one and only,” he said cockily.

You werent going to lie-Hawks was one of your favorite heroes, probably your all time favorite. He was so successful for his age, being only a few years older than you. His quirk was also extremely powerful, and he was a huge inspiration for you since his quirk was so similar to yours. Also, the fact that he was known to be kind of a flirt, on top of him being incredibly handsome, made you the biggest fangirl for him.

“Gotta say babe, your wings are pretty impressive-surprise you didn't apply to my agency,” the winged hero commented, his voice extremely calm and inviting.

But wait-did he just call you ‘babe’? Oh god-your heart began to pound against your chest, your cheeks feeling warm from the small word.

You grinned slightly at the hero, your expression small and almost shy.

“How do you know I didnt?” You quipped, trying to sound calm as the attractive hero continued to give you that playful smirk.

“Oh believe me-I would have remembered if you did,” his voice almost dropped, sounding way more huskier than before.

Christ-he really was a flirt. You could practically feel your heart banging against your rib cage, your hands feeling clammy and your cheeks quite warm.

He was too teasing for his own good-but it was almost endearing, like he was trying to impress you.

It reminded you of birds during mating Season, the ones who would sing the prettiest songs in order to attract a mate-and really any mate. Hawks was probably just like that-say a few pretty things, and had some fun trying to get a girl hooked under those ruby red wings.

“But I don't blame you for going with Miruko,” he admitted,” she's one hell of a hero, probably the one of the best ones around,”

You cocked your head in confusion, a short wave of shock circling your body. Hawks seemed too cocky to say a positive remark about a hero-most of the time he was preaching about how the heroes played it too safe and the hero world needed a desperate change. He seemed to group all heroes into a category and gave himself a whole one to himself, as if he was different from everyone around him.

So yeah, it was a little strange to hear him congratulate any hero really, but it feels your chest with pride-you definitely had to have made a good decision going with Miruko if the most judgmental hero in Japan seemed to approve. But you still felt a little guilty for making him think you only cared about getting in with Miruko and not any other hero.

“Well, I was planning on applying to more agencies,” you stated, an apologetic smile playing on your lips, “yours was on the list,

The hero chuckled at your remark, not taking you quite seriously. “Oh I bet-”

“It was, I promise!” You smiled at him, your tone trying to be reassuring.

God, why did he have to be so-well-pretty? He was looking at you strangely, as if he was drinking you in as you continued to talk. His lemon yellow eyes were glazed over with adoration, and you couldn’t t help but be flustered by the sight.

“Its just-she took me on so quickly,” you gulped out, trying desperately to calm your beating heart, “ it was kinda shocking. I honestly was so excited I just took her offer and didn't think of going to other agencies,”

“Awww, Not even mind, angel?” He cooed out, his feathers vibrating with the small sound, “It would have been fun having you around-

“I promise, I would have applied to your agency in a heartbeat if she didn't accept me,” you reassured the hero.

He simply nodded, an accepting grin playing on his face as if he finally took your word for it. His gloved hands were hidden into his pant pockets, his Stance calm and comfortable.

“So, angel,” he asked, changing the subject, “how long have you been interning with Mirko?”

Something about this hero calling you “angel” felt different-of course it was your hero name, and of course he would call you by that but-it felt different coming from him. It sounded playful and flirtatious as if he was calling you by a secret little pet name only reserved for you. It may because of his coy antics or his seductive smirk, but it was making you feel warm and comfy inside.

“This will be my 3rd week,” you replied, your blush getting much worse

“Third week, huh?” he said, his voice genuinely curious, “Has she been teaching you alotta things?”

“Oh yeah she's amazing!” you exclaimed.

Mirko was the most amazing mentor and even more. Most sidekicks or interns had the worst time with big time heroes, always left on the back burner to do the heroes paperwork or simply do tedious errands for them without ever learning a single thing. But with Miruko, this wasn’t the case at all.

This was a blessing and a curse-since you were always out on patrol with the hero, the media had seem to take a liking to you. Not only were you always beaten up and tired, you had to now deal with being in the limelight since you were Miruko’s new sidekick, something the media never thought they’d see.

“I’ve been patrolling, working on small cases, even being able to actually stop a few crimes- I think that's why the press is so on me,” you added, a nervous chuckle escaping your lips.

You heard the hero chuckle slightly, his wavy blonde hair shaking as he shook his head

“Aw, you really are a little baby bird-” he cooked at you, your eyebrows cocked in confusion.

A baby bird?

He seemed to notice your confusion, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips.

“Ah don’t worry angel, I don’t mean anything bad by calling you that,” he stated, “You're not used to this whole hero thing. But promise me, you'll get used to it-,”

“Especially when they make dumb scandals about you-”

He added on, his tone more tired. It was true with Hawks being one of the Top 10 heroes and being as young as he is, he had his fair share of conspiracies and allegations revolving around him.

“Oh, like the one about your favorite food being chicken? I thought that one was hilarious”,” you giggled.

Hawks turned to you, his cheeky grin now turn to one coated in seriousness,

““Oh no, babe, that one is completely real,”

You whipped around, your eyes blown out wide with shock

“What? Your joking-“

“Completely serious!” He laughed, his grin wide and mischievous, “Who doesn't love fried chicken! It's the best food in my opinion-ya can't go wrong with it,”

You gave him a playful look of distaste, your noise scrunched up.

“Really? But it’s kinda, well, weird-“

Hawks groaned, but that smile was still plastered on his face.

“Don’t tell me your siding with those tabloid writers,”

“This time-maybe,” you giggled, a smile you were sporting uncontainable.

“Aw, Cmon angel, I was beginning to like you!” He chuckled playfully along with you

Finally as your laughs began to die down, a thought crossed your mind, and you turned to the Wing Hero With the question playing on your tongue.

“Ya know I've always wanted to ask you something,” you said, your eyes meeting the sun yellow orbs of Hawk’s

That smile was still tugging at his lips, making him look adorably young and boyish.

“Lay it on me babe-”

You swallowed thickly, a miix of nervousness and embarrassment filling your stomach.

“How to do you use your wings? In battle-or when you fly?”

It was Hawk’s turn to look confused, his fluffy eyebrows angled softly. He seemed to understand what you meant by how self conscious you look, a hint of sympathy playing in his eyes.

“Wait-” he said slowly, “you mean you don't know how to use your wings?”

You cringed, hating how blunt the sentence sounded. It was true, you never really got the hang of using your wings. It was embarrassing to admit it, but it was something you had to work through. If you wre going to be a high ranking Hero you were going to need to be at 100% of your potential.

“Wll I-I do, I can float but I cant fly very high up-,” you stumbled out,” nowhere near your height though. And I want to be able to carry people and well- I just don’t know how to start,”

Hawk’s nonchalant girn was again on his face, “See, little chickadee, this is why you should have applied to my agency,” he joked.

You sighed exasperatedly

“I know,” you smiled, “you have a good point there,”

The gloved digits of Hawk’s hand wrapped around his chin, his lips pouted slightly in thought.

“Honestly, it took me a little bit to really get the hang of it- Ive been using my wings since I was a kid- so it might be some time for you to get the hang of yours”

“Id be up for helping you with some pointers,” He turned to you, a playful grin plastered on his cheeks. That smile would be the death of you- it somehow made your head feel incredibly cloudy and your legs feel like jelly.

“ but you gotta promise me one thing,”

You cocked your head, your eyebrows stitched in confusion

“Whats that?”

You had never seen a more shit eating grin in your life- Haws gazed up at you, his eyes glinting devilishily

“Don't fly too high up-Can't be having an angel going back up to heaven” he said, making your cheeks incredibly hot as he walked away, knowing full well he had made you too flustered to even talk.

Damn- he really was a flirt

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“Great job, chickadee, your really getting the hang of this!” Hawks yelled out, his hands cupped over his mouth.

Your cheeks were red with pride and nervousness, your wings flapping against you as you hovered in the air. You were probably 3 stories high on Hawk’s agency building, your eyes trying to desperately to not look down.

This was exhilarating to be so high up, but- it was terrifying!

Your heart was pacing against your chest, a heavy drum that was painfully raping against your rib age.

Don’t look down, don’t look down….damn it.

You caught a glimpse of your feet in midair, your steel plated boots almost floating over the street below as cars honked at each other and pedestrians walked along the asphalt.

The extremely hard, durable asphalt that could turn you into a human pancake in a matter of seconds.

The image of that terrible idea made your head swarm with panic- your wings flapping haphazardly as you flew backwards back to the safety of the balcony.

This was too much-this height was insane. Hawks was insane- how could he even fly comfortably at this height!

Hawks had been training you a few days a week, something you were extremely grateful for- you were know working as a sidekick with one of the top heroes and having private lesson with the #2 hero?! You honestly couldn't be more grateful-

Until he decided to make you fly by yourself on top of an extremely high building. On your 5th lesson! How crazy could this man be?

You weren't even noticing how fast your wings were flying backwards until your feet hit the firm tiles of the balcony. It took you by surprise, another pit slamming your chest as you tried to catch yourself from falling on your face, your feet shuffling backwards in an attempt to find some grounding.

So you chickened out of an exercise (something Hawks was definitely going to joke about) and now you were going to bruise your ass from falling in front of your favorite hero /crush. Just great.

“Whoa there, babe, slow down!”

You felt a pair of gloved hands grab ahold of your waist, the hands firm and tight against your ribcage. You could practically hear the laughter in Hawk’s voice, as if he found your fail incredibly amusing.

Your cheeks were heating up, realizing how close you were to the hero- his chest was pressed up against your back, and you could feel his chin grazing against your windswept hair.

“So,” he asked, his voice taking on a more husky tone, “how’d it feel when you fell from heaven?”

God, that voice- hearing him flirt so close to your ear made his words sound way too intimate, making your back tingle and your cheeks blaze red.

An exasperated groan slipped from your lips, your body pushing away from Hawk’s as he began to chuckle at your flusteredness.

“You were just dying to say that, huh?”

“What, you can't blame a guy!” he said between laughs, “you did set me up for it.”

You rolled your eyes playfully, your back turning away from him in an attempt to hide your obvious blush.

“You're still a little scared to fly high, huh?” Hawks tone was calm and nonchalant, making you feel grateful that he wasn't too mad at you for freaking out so suddenly.

You tucked a piece of hair self consciously behind your ear. It was so frustrating to you- you were gifted with these wonderful wings, yet you could barely use them “Yeah, a little,” you sighed, “its just-I don't know how to get over it, and it feel like I'm not improving fast enough-”

Hawks sent you a sympathetic smirk, his lemon yellow eyes gleaming in the golden rays of sunset.

“Ah dont put too much pressure on yourself Angel, you'll get it eventually!”

“And besides,” he added, “you have been getting better- before we started you could barely flap your wings...now look at you! You flew over a whole street for almost 5 minutes!”

His smile was beaming, his tone so supportive and kind. Times like this you almost wished you had chosen to apply to be Hawk’s sidekick- he was so carefree and positive about everything. he somehow made every situation feel like a milestone, no matter how little you improved, and it made you feel a little better about your progress.

You gave him a meek smile, the cruddy feeling of failure still sinking in your chest.

“Aw, don't give me that sad face, angel,” he cooed, “you're gonna be just fine- you'll see,”

Still- you couldn't seem to get out of your saddened daze, even with his overwhelming positivity.

Hawks seemed to notice, the usually chatty man suddenly quiet. It was strange to see him like that,as he rubbed his pointer finger against his stubbled chin, deep in thought.

“Ya know, I think I know just what you need,” he finally said, his tone warm like honey, “you need a small break- something to take your mind off of all this.”

“There’s a little diner on the West side of town- it's got the best comfort food you've ever tasted, and you can really taste the flavor in their meals,” Hawk sent you a glimmering smile, one that could stop your heart in a matter of seconds.

“What do ya say, angel, down for some grub? It'll be my treat, promise.”

Free food and you get to spend time with your mentor/crush? You sighed, a smile creeping onto your lips.

“Sure, why not,”

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And thats how you ended up here, in a little whole in the wall diner near Hawk’s apartment.

The restaurant was decorated to look relatively old, 1950’s memorabilia plastered on the walls and even a jukebox playing dance music from the era playing softly in the background.

The place was quite adorable in your opinions, and you really couldnt understand how Hawks had even found the place.

Until you realized- they had the best fried chicken you ever eaten in your whole life

Hawks wasnt lying when he said the food was good-it was incredible, the flavors and textures so warm and crisp as they dissolved on your tongue.

You two had gobbled up the meal, hungry from a days worth of training. The milkshakes Hawks had ordered for you two after was just was as amazing as the food itself, the creamy dessert cooling against your throat and making your whole body tingle with joy

It also helped that Hawks was the best partner to eat, with his bizarre stories and crazy antics having you giggling between bites, sometimes making you forget to eat as you got sucked in to his crazy retellings.

You two had finally finished, your stomachs full and genuine smiles gracing your cheeks.

You sighed in content, a smile gracing your lips

“The food was amazing Hawks, thank you-”

You had honestly never seen Hawks looks so domestic- he was sporting a simple white tee and dark jeans, a gold watch adorning his wrist. You guessed the hero had to always wear something somewhat flashy but still- it was strange to see him so casual.

But you werent complaining- it made him more approachable and lovable in a way, making your dinner feel less like a meal between colleagues but between close friends.

You watched Hawks wave his hand, stopping your sentence in its tracks.

“Call me Keigo,” he interrupted, a playful grin plastered on his cheeks, “since I took you out to dinner, I think its only right for you to call me by my actual name,”

You gulped, your eyes wide with shock-the Hawks gave you permission to call him by his real name?

The fangrl in you wanted to scream and to jump up and down like an excited 12 year old. Thankfully, the practical side of you pushed those urges deep down, only the shock of his sentence riddling throughout your body

“Right uh- Keigo,” you gulped out, “-I definitely owe you one for showing me this place,”

“Your welcome angel, its my pleasure,”

You smiled softly, your lips pursed slightly from nervousness.

“Ya know,” you said, your tone soft and open. “you dont have to call me by my hero name either if you dont want to,”

If he was being so welcoming with you, shouldn't you do the same? He had taken you to dinner after all, and even paid for you, even after you had insisted he didnt have to. Hawks-Keigo- was being so kind to you, you had to at least do something in return.

“- you can call me by my real name,”

A hum rumbled from Hawk’s chest, his hand stroking his stubble chin.

“Thats true but the thing is- I like calling you angel”

He sent you a flirtatious smirk from across the table, making your heart stop beating in its tracks. Keigo was a piece of work to understand- one minute he was being supportive like a mentor would be to their student, and the next he was flirting with you like he was trying to pick up a girl at a bar. Was this really how he acted with everyone? Or just-you?

You cocked your head in confusion, your cheeks hot from his sentence.

“Why?”

He grinned, his sultry yellow eyes trained on yours.

“Its like Im calling you by a pet name, like ‘babe’ or ‘dove’,” he explained, taking a pause to place his words correctly,” but it's more...personal.”

That shit eating grin was evident on his face again, making him look boyish as he leaned in towards you.

“its also kinda cute when you get all flustered when I say it,”

Well-crap.

“I-I dont get flustered,” you stuttered, making your lie blatantly obvious.

The man chuckled, obviously loving every second of this.

“Then why are you blushing angel?” he taunted sweetly,

“Don't think for a second I didn’t notice your little crush on me,”

Oh no.

This wasnt good.

God, you knew you blushed alot but- how dumb of you to not assume he knew you liked him! You wanted to crawl in a hole, to just dissolve into the ground and disappear.

“I dont have a crush on you- your just my mentor, your just helping me-” you denied his accusation, your voice desperate to prove it to him and yourself.

You didnt have feeling for this Hero, you couldnt, he was just someone who helped you, you shouldnt like him like this-

“Aww lets not lie to ourselves little dove, you dont have to be so defensive,” he was smiling at you so wide, as if he was being reassuring. But something was different about this smile, and the way he looked at you- it was so tender and almost-nervous?

“Why do you think I took you to this place? It wasnt just to get your mind off of training you know,”

You stared at him in complete confusion.

That was why he had taken you here right? To cheer you up-but then again, Keigo didn't have to do this. He could have just patted you on the back and said “Good job.” He didn't have to take you to his favorite restaurant, buy you a meal, and even dessert, and tell you all his most interesting and sometimes embarrassing stories. He didn't have to lend you his jacket that you were wearing right now after you said you were cold, or promise to drive you home once it was got dark. He didn't have to do any of these things-but he did.

“Wait- This-this is a date, isnt it?” you stated bluntly, the revelation hitting you like a ton of bricks.

Keigo smiled timidly at you, the first time you had ever seen him look so nervous

“Only if you want it to be,” he chuckled, trying to sound nonchalant.

He sighed, clearly riddled with nerves as his eyes staring down at his watch, trying to find the best words

“I-I know this is kinda sudden,” he finally said, “ and I should have told you straight before taking you here, but- I like you. Your fun ,and snarky, and so goddamn beautiful it makes my head spin. You make me smile so much, and I-I want to be with you.”

Hawks looked up at you, those bright hazel eyes staring at you with such love it took your breath away. You felt your whole body feel warmth, like honey was now flooding your veins. You honestly never imagined the hero to ever have feelings for you, but with this confession hanging in the air, you couldn’t feel happier.

“What do ya say, angel,” he asked, his hand stretching across the table and encasing yours, “ wanna give this a go?”

You stared down at that hand, seeing his digits wrap so effortlessly around yours. It felt natural, yet exhilarating , a low, pleasant buzz forming from the small touch. It just felt-right.

“Sure,” you smiled, your fingers now curling around his, “ lets do it,”

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yikesharringrove · 4 years ago

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its been months since you got the pastel punk prompts but I had an idea so. what about pastel punk steve going "oh shit im nonbinary" nd them talking to billy about it. or just. punk boys cuddling 👉👈 ALSO ALSO ALSO ALSO i hope you're feeling better hun nd hope you feel happy nd get the best vibes 💝 lov u

This picks up the day after this one

Billy had invited Steve back to his place after the show and late night dinner the night before.

He lived in a tiny studio apartment with chipped paint and no heat, but it was a cozy little place, and all his, which was something Steve envied, sharing a three bedroom apartment with four other people.

Billy had let Steve borrow some shorts and a shirt to sleep in, so Steve decided to return the favor, make him some eggs and coffee to wake up to.

But of course Billy was up and at ‘em at six in the morning, listening to music in big headphones as he worked out quietly, lifting weights.

Steve’s mouth went dry, waking up to see that, Billy’s muscles bulging, his golden skin slick with sweat.

He set down the barbell, startling when he saw Steve watching him.

“Like what you see?” He smirked as he flexed, Steve’s eyes going wide. Billy laughed, moving to the small kitchen.

He stuck his face under the faucet and drank loudly.

He and Steve had spent hours in the twenty-four hour diner after the kid had been picked up, talking about the punk scene, their experiences with assholes and shitty parents. Billy had invited Steve up for a drink, had winked and said nothing implied, unless you want something.

But they ended up sitting smooshed together on Billy’s little couch, talking about music, and punk philosophy, and religion, and everything under the fucking sun.

“You wanna grab breakfast or something? There’s a good spot down the block.” He let Steve raise his closet before getting dressed himself.

They slid into a table together at the little cafe. Steve tossed his jacket in the empty chair next to Billy.

“I like that you wear this pink jacket. Makes you stand out.” Steve smiled softly.

“I got it at a charity shop, like years ago. It just felt really good. It’s a bit of a security blanket now. I almost never leave the house without it.”

“People think being punk is about being hard, and rough. But its’ really not. Soft colors have their place in punk too.”

“That’s what I think, too! I’ve always really loved pastels, and the color pink, but my dad would be a dick about it, call me names and say Steven, men don’t wear pink. Jokes on him, ‘cause I’m not a fucking man.”

“What do you mean?” Billy sipped at his coffee.

“I don’t think of myself as a man, or as a woman. I’m somewhere in between all that.” Billy nodded sagely.

“I know a few folks like you. Pick and choose their gender types.”

“I mean, it’s less pick and choose, and more I don’t understand what a man is supposed to feel like, but I’m pretty sure it’s not this.”

“Oh, I never really understood the nuance of it.”

“I mean, why would you? A doctor looked at your dick when you were born, said you were a boy, and you were just like, cool. I don’t mean it as a bad thing, but unless you’ve felt it, you don’t completely get it.”

“No, I understand. I mean, I’m really open minded, and I’m never gonna negate someone’s identity, but I know that I’ll never get it.” Steve smiled at him.

“My friends all use they to refer to me, by the way. I mean, I don’t really mind whatever anyone uses, like if people call me she, or he, I don’t really care. I feel like part of me is a woman, and part is a man, and part is nothing at all.” They shrugged. “But they is the easiest for me.”

“I mean, whatever makes you feel best. I don’t mind.” Steve beamed at him.

#Billy is SO THIRSTY #he was working out all like 🥵😈👅#i got another request for fluffy stuff with pastel punk steve #so that's gonna be some cuddly babes #yikes writes #pastel punk steve #steve harrington #billy hargrove #nonbinary steve harrington #steve harrington x billy hargrove #billy hargrove x steve harrington #harringrove #harringrove fic #nonbinary!steve #nonbinary!steve harrington #nb steve harrington #nb steve #non binary steve harrington #private post

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creepy-bi-day · 4 years ago

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Im never gunna leave day,can I have a matchup when you wake nsfw if you so want, im 5"0 I will follow you around If you let me too,I have a lot of Hawaii shirts and big hoodies I lov stealing my lovers closes,im a big sucker of sitting in laps or cuddles,stim!!! I stim a lot and tic so be prepared, I have a big emotions,I forgot easily so please remind me to take meds,I love petnames,I make a lot of noises like sqeaks, I rant about my hyperfixation's,I got issuesplzbecarefulwithme-jay there u go

Hi Jay!! Again: unless I know you well enough to know you want NSFW, i probs wont put it unless you ask for it in your thing- Snail I remember you want them. Midsy I’m sorry I made yours pure fluff.

I ship you with

Jeff (EMH)!

SFW

He loves cuddling, so you’re always welcome to sit in his lap

Likes draping his arms around you, letting you play wit his fluffy hair

Please steal his clothes

He loves seeing you dressed in them

He’s also a fan of taking walks around dusk.

Likes giving you piggy-back rides

Tickle fights

If he does something that makes you happy stim, he’ll probably repeat it because he finds it so cute to see you so happy and giddy and-

Has an alarm on his phone for each of your meds you have to take and carries them with him when you guys go anywhere just in case

He likes listening to your voice so please vent away about your hyperfixations

He’s not a good liar, so you can tell when hes really interested in your stories.

Very invested listener, and asks questions whenever hes curious about what youre explaining to him.

NSFW

He’s a switch leaning dom

Soft dom, tho.

He loves cooing at you how good you are for him

How wonderful and soft you look underneath him while he brings you to tears

Service dom? Sorta???

He just wants to make you feel nice

Doesn’t really like bringing knives, rope, or anything else into the bedroom

Other than blindfolds

He likes that. And wax play

That’s fun for him. Watching you squirm around under the warmth while he holds you tightly

Overall? 100/10

#matchup #day talks #matchups #jay anon #jeff emh #lems #lemony #lemons

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paradise-creator · 4 years ago

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im a minor and may i have a haven box with first year student from bnha - 🌻

description

appearance

im mixed with black and cuban

5’1 (155 cm) - aka very short

medium-ish (little past shoulder) short curly brown hair that is in long braids a lot; darkish brown eyes

i wear those clear glasses but they have a tiny of pink and i dress in a somewhat cutesy / color / simple fashion that involves jackets or sweaters a lot and definitely jeans with almost every outfit also i dress pretty modestly

personality

im that “they’re so stupid that they’re dumb and has no common sense”

im a soft + shy person who gets loud when you actually know m

im pretty naive + gullible

im that forgive and forget person which ends me up in trouble a lot

i cry when im frustrated and i don’t ever get mad and i such at arguing

im vv sensitive but i can kinda handle criticism

i have pretty bad anxiety but i have been getting better!!! (but breakdowns / attacks have happened recently)

extra

hobbies

i play cutesy games (ex: animal crossing + among us)

i crochet from time to time and i gets called a grandma for it (it’s calming!!)

facts

i have 3 younger siblings who i swear are just crazy af

i tend to curse a lot

i adore sweet foods (fruit + candy + desserts)

i have epilepsy - trigged by sleep + anxiety (and they’re just the small “space out” ones)

im vv cuddly + touchy (with consent!!) i have to be the big spoon because i feel trapped if im the small one

i stim a lot by playing with other peoples hands

i’ve always wanted a cat but my family is allergic to them

i get very cold very easily so im often curled up on myself

i am decent at spanish and english

misc.

non-binary - she/they

- 🌻

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Hello and Welcome my Starlight!

The Haven box includes:

- Match up

- Sun drop

- Old habits die hard

- I'm here, baby

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I'd match you up with

Izuku Midoriya, Deku

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Sun drops

- Okay like This dynamic would be adorable!

- Having a panic attack? DON'T WORRY CAUSE DEKU IS HERE

- Feeling really shy? It's okay! Deku is there to hug you and make you feel loved.

- This man is the definition of sweet

- He will understand and wait patiently for you

- He is also really observant, so he would know if there is something wrong

- He doesn't mind cuddling and eing the small spoon, as long as you feel safe and protected.

- HE WILL PROTECT YOU NO MATTER THE COST

-He thinks you are really cute and just overall need to protect.

- HIS JACKETS, SHIRTS, AND SWEATER ARE OVERSIZED

- But yes cute dynamic

- He is takes notes of your emotional cues and habits just so he is able to help you in anyway he can

- He also often spaces out whenever he stares at you. And if you caught him, he would just be R E D.

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Old habits die hard

- He bought you this reversible mood plush just so he knows how you are doing

- He often checks the plush to see if you are okay

- Out of everyone he has noted about in his notebook, only you (And Allmight) have a whole notebook about you

- He notes down every little habit and things he found interesting

- He will lend you his hand anytime

- CUDDLES FOR DAYS

- There was this one time he snuck out of his room just so he can cuddle with you.

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I'm here, baby

Tw: Please read carefully, there are mentions of anxiety attack in this story. Starlight, if this makes you uncomfortable or offended, just let me know so I would be able to change it

It was a stormy night. The rain was pouring down the heavens and the wind blows hard. The Class 1-A seemed to be peaceful. Well, all except a certain curly brown haired girl. She was sitting on her bed, curled up and waiting. It wasn't the storm that scared her. Nor was she scared at all. She's just going through a lot and soon it all piled up. Might be an Anxiety attack? Panic attack? But as time progress it worsened. The weather not only made it worse but the feeling of the overwhelming projects due was stocking up quite high. With the recent LOV attack, it didn't really worked out for this girl. Soon enough a knock was heard at the door. "Baby, can I come in?" A soft voice called out.

It was Izuku Midoriya, her loving boyfriend. As much as she wanted to respond, her throat felt dry and voice strained. But she responded the best she could. "C-come in. It isn't locked," She stuttered as she buried herself deeper in her pile of pillows. The door creaked softly as the green haired male appeared. Once the door closed, the hero-in-training immediately went near the poor girl. He placed the plastic bag he was carrying down on a table. It was just a bag full of snacks and comfort food taht might help. "Hey baby," He said softly as he kneeled beside the bed. "H-Hey," She responded as she sniffed. Midoriya immediately grabbed a tissue and gave it to her. "C'mon, sit up for a while, I'll hold you," He then said.

The girl wanted comfort and security. All these emotion swirling around her mind was endless. Her train of thoughts grew darker and darker by the minute. She sat up and made some space for the larger male. Midoriya position himself below and and made sure his arms are wrapped around her in a comfortable manner. Now that the girl is laying on top of her, Midoriya couldn't help but blush. He knew that she wasn't comfortable with the small spoon and it's a bit awkward for him to be small spoon sometimes. So with her laying on top, she won't feel caged up or anything like that. As the girl continues to cry, the greenette stroke her hair and kissed her forehead. "It's okay. I'm here, baby," He whispered softly

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Author's note

Hello there! Thank you so much for requesting~ I had so much fun with this as well! I hope you don't mind the last part. If it's too much I can change it no prob! And I'm sorry for the wait...

#☁️matchup #anime #fanfic #fiction #Izuku Midoriya #izuku midoriya #BNHA #MHA #bnha matchup #Matchups #Match up #match up requests #BNHA Midoriya #Deku #MHA Deku #BNHA Deku

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1mfa0 · 4 years ago

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Oh fuck

Fandom : IT

Characters (as of right now) : Riche, Eddie and Bev

Word count : 2068

Warnings (as of right now) : Excessive swearing, kissing, implied sex, and alcohol

Summary : Don't wanna spoil nothin but it's the summer before senior year and Richie and Eddie get drunk at a party. Shit happens, and then life gets a lil wacky

Disclaimer : I have never really written anything before but I had a lot of fun with this so I hope you like it!

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Richie has been Eddie's best friend for as long as he could remember. They did everything together and they still do. Practically inseparable.. that was until the incident the summer before their senior year of high school.

It was a crisp summer afternoon in Derry maine, Eddie and Richie were getting ready at Richie's house for Bevs “end of summer” party later that night. It was supposed to be more of an inner circle gathering but Richie and Bev wanted summer to go out with a bang so they had a little surprise bruing for the losers.

“Hey eds!” richie yelled to eddie from the bathroom walking out in just a towel holding up two almost identical hawinin shirts.

“Which one looks better?”

Eddie looked up at him only to immediately look away, his face turned beet red, richie had really grown into his looks over the years.

“Uh-um the blue one.” he replied

“Cool cool” riche went back into the bathroom to continue getting dressed. When he came out he was wearing blue jeans perfectly cuffed with a white tee and the shirt Eddie had picked out.

“Now it's your turn spaghetti,”

“I think i'm fine with what have on right now thank you very much, and don't call me that”

“Awe common eds, you gotta loosen up a little bit, let go summer is almost over we have to make the most of it”

“And that requires me changing my clothes, I think you just wanna see me undress trashmouth” he shot Richie wink and a smile.

“AA you caught me!” Richie yelled as he jumped on his bed right next to where Eddie was sitting and pinned him down pretending like he was going to kiss him.

Eddie could feel his face getting hot again, hating himself for how that statement backfired on him like that.

“Ah-uh fuck you richie get off of me!”

“Only if you agree to dress up spaghetti” he said while leaning in closer as if he was threatening to kiss him if he didn’t.

“FINE whatever just get the fuck off of me” he said pushing richie away even thought he knows he wouldnt have been able to push riche off of him if he didnt let him.

Richie handen Eddie a pair of his older jeans that are too small for him now, a button down shirt and sent him away to the bathroom to get dressed. After a couple minutes Eddie walked out. He looked pretty cute, Richie thought. Like richie, eddie had also grown into his looks (he just don't have the growth spurt richie had)

“Ok can we go now please?”

“Yes we can, and i'm driving! My dad said I could take his car!”

“There is know fucking way I am getting into a car with you behind the wheel richie, you drive crazy remember what happened the other week! And anyways I'm the designated driver remember?”

“Awe common eddie Im not even drunk yet, please let me drive you,” he said with puppy eyes.

“agh fine.” Eddie didn’t feel like fighting richie on this, he just wanted to get going so he could go home and sleep. He had been really stressed lately and didnt feel like going and seeing everyone. The only person that knows is richie but he had the idea that getting out of the house is just what he needs.

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It's around 8:00pm and they finally arrive at Bev's house.

“I thought this was gonna be inner circle only,” eddie whined to Richie as they maneuvered through the crowded doorway, making their way to Bev

“I don't know what happened eds, I guess somehow everyone at school heard about the party somehow” Bev winked at richie.

“Of course you're involved,” eddie rolled his eyes at him,

As the night dragged on everyone seemed to be having a jolly old time except for Eddie who was sitting at the counter drinking a cherry cola. RIchie seemed to be having a blast, drinking too much and dancing with girls. In this moment Eddie is not sure what comes over him be he says fuck it and throws caution too the wind. After he's had a couple of beers in him, and he runs into Richie, after avoiding him the whole time, who is equally and if not more wasted then eddie.

“EDUARDO! Finally decided to join the fun didn’t you?!”

“Richie I wanna go home.”

It's around 10:30 and Richie typically likes to stay as late as they can but when he saw that look in Eddie's eyes.

“Ok Eds whatever you say, go get our coats and I’ll tell Bev we are leaving”

Riche gives Bev a quick peck on the cheek and says goodnight for the both of them. Stumbling through the hallway threw all the people Richie couldn't help thinking that he really shouldn't be driving, but neither should eddie. It will be fine. It's late the roads are almost empty here during the day anyways.

By the time Richie got out to the car Eddie was already sitting quietly in the passenger's seat. Richie slipped in putting on his seatbelt and turning on the radio, but not too loud.

“Here's your jacket, I couldn't find mine..” Eddie said, holding up richies leather jacket he wears with almost every outfit, he loved that thing so much.

“Yeah know what Eds you can wear it if you want, im fine and I know you get cold easily and i-”

Richie stopped when he noticed Eddie had already started putting his jacket on. He looked absolutely adorable in it, and the arms were way too long on him.

The drive home was quiet. Not in an awkward way, but in a, we can appreciate each other and the silence simultaneously. By the time they arrived at Eddie's house he was completely turned away from Richie, he slowly parked across the street so hopefully Eddie's mom wouldn’t see them arriving.

“Hey Eds we are here,” He said as they both started getting out of the car.

Riche always did that, he never just dropped him off he always walked him right up to the door.

“Alright goodnight spaghetti, I hope you feel better,” as he started back to his car he could hear Eddie's footsteps coming back towards him so he turned around.

“Ok Eddie, what's your deal are you ok-” Eddie cut him off with a hug, Richie was surprised. It's not like they never hug but richie is typically the one that initiates it.

“Oh Eds..” He could hear him start to cry even with his face muffed against richies chest. He held him tighter

“I don't wanna go back in t-there with her rich.. I just-”

“No no, Eds it's ok lets just go to my house, you don't have to explain yourself to me” He said wiping the tears off Eddie's face.

Richie whips him around and holds his hand as they walk back to the car, Eddie could feel himself stumbling, he’d never really be drunk before so he was pretty out of it. They both climb back into the car and start to get systuated.

“Before we go..” Richie said with his hands on the wheel. “I just want you know know Eds that you never have too keep anything from me and if you're hurting you should let me because you my best friend and I lov-”

Cutting riche off with perfect timing Eddie leaned and kissed Richie right on the lips. Richie was shocked and Eddie pulled away,

“I'm sorry I have know idea what that was, I just..”

Rich looked at Eddie for a moment with an almost no expression of emotion on his face. Then all of the sudden he pulled Eddie by the collar back onto him and pressed his lips against eddies.

“Oh richie”

---

Eddie shot up out of bed,

“Oh fuck,” he whispered to himself. His hangover was so bad he couldn't remember much of the night after leaving the party. After rubbing his eyes and bringing himself into reality he started to take in his surroundings.

“Oh fuck. oh fuck. oh fuck”

“Shuuussshhhhhhh” he heard a voice coming from the other side of the bed “im still fucking sleeping asshole”

But suddenly Riche shot straight up, still turned away from eddie.

“um-”

“Richie, um- are you naked?” Eddie said with his eyes shut tightly.

“Yes- uh eddie are you-”

“Yes.”

Which was true except one thing. Eddie was still wearing richies leather jacket.

“Oh fuck”

“NO FUCKING WAY. nope nope” richie jumped out of bed and once eddie heard the bathroom door close he finally opened his eyes again. trying to find his clothes from yesterday when Richie made him change but he couldn't so he just grabbed a pair of richies running shorts and one of his T-shirts.

The bathroom door swung open. Richie was still fucking naked

“RICHIE WHAT THE FUCK. PUT YOUR FUCKING DICK AWAY!”

Before he was able to close his eyes again he couldn't help but notice the nickeys on richie's neck that were not there the day before.

“Shut the fuck up eddie my mom is still asleep across the hall.” he said in a hushed tone while putting his shirt and boxers.

“Oh fuck” Eddie said while rubbing his eyes “it's all coming back too me, fuck”

Riche was pacing back and forth from the bathroom.

“Well aren't you gonna say something?” Eddie said with anger in his voice.

“Well geez Eds, sorry I don’t really the proper reaction to fucking your BEST FRIEND!”

“Richie you don't know that we-”

Richie glared at him. Eddie was bright red, but he didn't look away this time. He walked up to Richie and got in his face.

“Just because we don’t want to, doesn't mean we can’t talk about this, we need to talk about this..” he said calmly while he slid his hand into richies and squeezed it tight.

They both sat down alongside each other on the floor against the wall. All the memories and details of last night just flooding back into their heads.

“You kissed me” richie said laughing

“Whatever dickwad you kissed me back.”

---

As the last couple weeks of summer were coming to an end Eddie and Richie only saw each other when all the losers got together instead of almost everyday like before. And instead of staying over at richies to avoid his mom, Eddie had been staying with beverly.

“Eddie are you ever gonna talk to richie again?” She said to him one morning as they were having breakfast.

“What do you mean bev? Me and richie talk all the time” he said, which was not a lie but it was also a stretch.

“You know what I mean Eddie, maybe if you would just tell me what happened I could help.”

“no never”

“Oh common eddie, it couldn't have been that bad of a fight. What did you fuck or something?” she laughed at the audacity of her statement.

Eddie almost choked on his bagel.

“Oh my god, eddie- DID YOU AND RICHIE F-”

He shot her a look “BEVERLY SHUT UP. KNOW OF COURSE WE DIDN’T”

“I knew it, I fucking KNEW you to where gay for eachother.” she proclaimed with pride.

“What the fuck do you mean you knew we where-” he said defensively.

“Who came on to who?” she said excitedly

Eddie looked away from her and she jumped for joy at the lack of his response.

“Oh my god! EDDIE YOU CAME ON TOO HIM?! Now there's a twist-”

“OH shut the fuck up beverly, if anything is a TWIST, the twist is that I fucking fucked my best friend”

“HA SO YOU ADMIT TO IT!”

“Oh fuck you. Like really, fuck you”

They laughed and the rest of the morning Bev forced Eddie to tell her the whole story. By now he remembers it all.

“And now we are here, he doesn’t know how to act when we are alone anymore and honestly neither do I.. so we have just been taking a break I guess. I'm just- it's all so confusing and I don't know what to do.”

“Well do you like him like that?”

“That's the problem bev, I mean I love him but we were drunk.. What if that's the only reason it happened.”

To be continued.

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Notes :

I'm gonna keep writing but i'm not sure if I wanna wrap it up or keep going. So we will see, I guess!

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mx-shigaraki · 5 years ago

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this isn’t bakusquad IM SO SORRY but i know u love kendo!! idk if u ship but they’re so underrated! how about some kendomomo hc?? like shopping, class, etc?? LOVE U BB THANK U!!!

I love Momokendo♡ I am sorry about the quality :( My writers block is being a bitch! Ily bb!

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Ten MomoKendo headcannons

1. Kisses :3

Usually it all depends on who initiated the kiss first, and what mood they are in. If its a sweet date, its usually Momo who greets her with a nice quick and sharp peck on the lips. But during the time of the date you can be sure that Kendo sneaks a couple longer soft kisses in. Momo would often stop it before Kendo can make it heated or slide in a bit of tounge in. If they were walking around the streets, Kendo might be able to earn a nice soft cheek kiss. And when they are about to leave the dorm, Momo might give her a small cute soft sweet lovely heart-warming forehead kiss.

2. Cuddles :)

They have many many different cuddling positions. If one of them is upset they will typically be the little spoon, just feeling the nice warm comfort of someones arms is enough to cheer them up! If it was a movie night, Momo would be laying down on the couch with Kendo led on top of her. If Kendo was trying to stop Momo over-working herself. She would sit on Momo's lap and literally koala hug her. Head buried inbetween her breasts and she wouldn't let go.

3. Contact Names :

Kendo : My Hero🥺👉👈

Momo : Punch Me.💋😘

4. Shopping~

Momo, being the rich bitch she is, always pays for Kendos stuff. She doesn't care about her protests and Kendo constantly reminding her that she has money. Momo always picked out cute dresses and shirts for Kendo, buying her the best items. Constantly spoiling her with things from Gucci and Chanel. Much against Kendo's will.

5. Beaches~

Momo made sure they both had the fluffiest warmest towel around. And made sure they had the cutest swimsuits. She also made sure that they were very well protected from the sun. She let Kendo carry her into the water, but would become all stroppy and put when Kendo chucked her into the water.

6. Training :

Momo would make large objects, focusing on the bigger ones. So she can improve on how much she can make without tiring herself out. Kendo would then try to punch through the items and see how far she can throw them with her big hand. And it all Kendo an excuse to see Momo in her hero costume.

7. Lazy Days :

Momo was never the one for lazy days. Any free time was often spent memorising the molecular structures of new things. But Kendo refused to let her girlfriend over-work herself. She couldn't do that. So Kendo wouldn't let her leave the bed until she agreed to have a nice lazy day with her.

8. Villain AU! :

Tia Tamera - Doja Cat (Ft. Rico Nasty)

Momo and Kendo are the villains that the LOV wants on their team, but they are a duo who refuses to join a team. You wanna know who killed Kacchan? It was Kendo. Kendo somehow convinced Momo to also become a villain. And ever since they have been the most unstoppable force.

9. Injuries :

Momo pushed herself too hard, she just collapsed. She couldn't move. Mina and Jirou didn't know what to do, so Ochaco floated her all the way to Kendo's dorm room. Kendo always knew how to help out her injured girlfriend. Mainly because sh did enjoy seeing her injured.

10. Tears :

Kendo had just received the news that her mum has gotten into a car crash, the same women who trained her to be the powerful independent woman that she was today. Kendo was already on her way to Momo's dorm, being carried by TetsuTetsu. She couldn't walk herself. She was in a fit of tears. When she arrived you can guarantee that she was given all the smooches and cuddles she desired.

#bnha #momo yaoyorozu #momo #bnha kendou #mha kendou #momokendo #kendo

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svtegg · 6 years ago

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i hope no one saw that

joshua idol!au smut inspired by 5. “You better shut that pretty little mouth before I put it to work, doll.” from the smut prompt list

3,1 k words

hope ypu guys enjoy this!! im really trying to get better at writing smut kksjndsjd its a process but yeah!!! i will be getting onto the smut prompt req you guys sent in next! sorry for the long wait mwah lov u

The Show Champion waiting room is stuffed, stylists running around trying to find the maknae of the group. But Riri is no where to be found. She was supposed to be getting into her tailored jean top 10 minutes ago and she had still not shown up. “Y/n, can you please go look into the halls to see if you can find Yiren? She was supposed to have her hair done by now.” You look up from your phone, the Instagram comments on your latest teaser picture lighting up your face as you shift your attention to one of your three managers. He’s standing in front of you, holding Joha, your leader’s outfit in his left hand and his phone in his other. You agree, pointing him in the direction of the sleeping lump on the floor when he asks you where Joohyun is.

The rustling and bustling from the packed room is left behind as the heavy door slams shut behind you. The contrast of the almost empty halls is almost hair raising. You remember the first few times at the broadcasting station, how stressed you and the rest of your group had been. Now it seemed like routine to you. You trudged down the hall, the material of your tiny poofy black skirt rough against your manicured hands as you subconsciously flattened out the fabric against the tops of your thighs. Your eyes scanned the identical doors, looking for the right one. The one with the SEVENTEEN sign hanging on it. You knew your maknae would be in there. And if she wasn’t at least one of the guys in that room would know where she was. You politely bowed as one of the staffs for your sunbae group EXO rushed past you.

Of course, Seventeen’s door had to be furthest down the hall, the noisy boys probably being put in the waiting room furthest away out of courtesy for the other groups that would be spending their day in the rooms lining the long, white hall. You knocked three times before taking a couple steps back to wait for the door to be opened.

The door was torn open, probably 20 faces staring you down as you stood in the hall, hands clasped together in front of you as you greeted the group and the staffs with a bow and a quiet hello. Seungkwan was the first one to speak, almost jumping to his feet from the corner couch to rush over to you. “Y/n sunbaenim, hello!” The young man smiled as he came over to take your hand, politely bowing back. He motioned for you to step in as the rest of the people littering the room went back to what they where doing before your untimely arrival. “I saw the teaser you guys posted yesterday! I can’t wait to see the live performance; it looks like you guys changed your concept.” He smiled, turning around to pick up one of the signed albums laying on the table behind him. Mingyu was sitting on his laptop and smiled at you quickly before turning back to the game he was playing. Seungkwan handed you the album, before asking you what brought you over to the Seventeen waiting room.

“Actually,” You started after thanking him for the cd. “I was wondering if Yiren stopped by, she’s supposed to have her hair done like, right now.” Seungkwan looked around the room, calling Joshua over as he was the one who had talked to Vernon before he disappeared with your groups maknae. Joshua gave you a friendly smile as he walked over, Seungkwan explaining everything to him and Joshua nodding in understanding. “I’ll go look for them with you, we need Vernon back now anyway, its his turn to tweet.” Joshua smiled, his styled hair falling into his eyes as he threw his neck to motion to the door.

“See you later, Y/n! Good luck on your performance, you look really pretty!” Seungkwan yelled as he raised his fists in support, the rest of the boys voiced various exclamations of support as the door closed behind Joshua and you.

Joshua was wearing all black, his hair also dyed black for their new comeback. He looked really good, but then again when didn’t he look good. He smiled at you as you glanced up at him. There was a slight pause before he spoke. “Vernon said they would most likely be in the hall by the conference rooms up on the fourth. There’s apparently the least people up there.” He was still smiling, his voice dripping with amusement as he spoke. You let out an entertained sound, walking beside him down the hall towards the elevators, the album Seungkwan had handed you clasped in your hands. “Of course, young love wants privacy. They can’t hold hands in front of anyone, its too embarrassing.” You joked, knowing well that they couldn’t do anything infront of anyone. The showbiz was way to harsh and judging for love to be accepted. Joshua let out a laugh that sounded a little more like a sigh, leaning out to press the button for the elevator. There were a few camera techs looking your way as you stood in front of the elevator, so Joshua took a discreet step away from you.

The elevator dinged and the doors slid open, both you and Joshua where careful to not get too close as you entered. You made eye contact with one of the backstage workers as you turned around to lean against the wall of the elevator and you could see him audibly gasp as your eyes connected. You just gave your sweetest smile as the elevator doors closed. Joshua broke out into muffled giggles as the capsule started moving.

“What?” You innocently asked, turning to face the man beside you. He just smiled at you, his eyes squinting in amusement. “Nothing! Nothing..” He waved his hands in front of his face. “Just.. The look on that staff’s face. Priceless.” He giggled, covering his mouth with his hand. Before he straightened up. “Seungkwan was right though, you look really pretty.” He continued, his entire aura changing suddenly. He reached his hand out to tuck a stray piece of curled hair behind your ear, his eyes flickering around your face as he stepped closer. “It’s almost too bad you’re changing your concept. I almost can’t control myself, even in front of the other guys, seeing you dressed like this.” He whispers, his lips curling so enticingly around every word he spoke. He lets his hand linger on your face, and you almost get the urge to kiss him but you feel the elevator halt to a stop so you step away with every last bit of self control that you can muster. “Control yourself, Hong. We don’t want a scandal now do we?” You snark at him, straightening out your shirt a little before the doors glide open and you strut out, greeting someone you recognize as one of Red Velvet’s managers.

The rapid succession of steps behind you is obviously Joshua’s, even the sound of him walking sounding familiar to you. “It’s not fair!” He quietly whines as you look for the hall leading to the conference rooms, your head perking up as you see a sign pointing in the desired direction. “What isn’t fair?” You ask him, casting a quick glance at him over your shoulder. He looks so strong and manly, the stage costume consisting of mostly fake leather and ripped fabric stretched to the point of almost ripping over his delicious thighs and wide shoulders.

“This stage costume, the hair, the makeup..” He muses, purposely leaning closer to you. “The dance.” He lets his hands trail up your sides, the shirt you’re wearing being the only thing saving your sanity. You slow down a little, letting Joshua press his chest into your back while you look around quickly to make sure no one is around the nearest corner. “You know how much I love that fucking choreo, babe.” He rasps, pressing his face into the side of your neck. “You love it enough to get hard in your jeans watching me and the girls practice.” You tease him, turning around in his grasp and taking a few steps backwards to lean against the door leading to the hall you were looking for, giving him the cockiest look you could before turning the handle and slipping into the hall.

“Wong Yiren, you’re wanted downstairs your royal highness.” You say, your voice dripping with ‘you’re in trouble’. The younger girl looks up at you, embarrassingly snatching her hand away from her boyfriends grip. “Y/n!” She whines, her long black hair flying around her face as she whips her head around to look at you. “You could have just texted me instead.” She mumbles as she gets up from the stairstep she was sitting on. Well, basically she was sitting in Vernon’s lap, but you decided not to embarrass her further. You smile teasingly at her as she slips past you, head bowed to hide the bright pink blush on her cheeks. Vernon was following right behind her, probably blushing even more than your member. “You left your phone with Taehyun manager, Yiren.” You chuckle after the teenager as she jerks open the door you had just walked in through.

Joshua is leaning against the wall by said door, an amused smirk on his face as he mutters some words to Vernon before the boy disappears into the hall after his somewhat embarrassed girlfriend. You look him up and down, the silk shirt he was wearing under the pleather jacket struggling to stretch all the way across his chest. “So, are you gonna get hard in your pants watching the pre recording today?” you tease the male, his eyes going wide as he looks over at you. He checks to see if the door beside him was actually closed before lifting himself off the wall and taking two long strides over to you.

“You’re such a pain, babe.” He mutters, letting his arms circle around your waist to pull you closer to him. You could feel his breath on you cheek as he let his left arm slide down from your back and over the curve of your ass. Your breath involuntary hitches as he lifts the skirt covering you to squeeze the flesh. “And you’re a huge horndog, Mr. Hong.” You tease, trying your best to regain your selfcontrol. You can feel yourself giving in to the slow, burning hot touches Joshua trails along your sides. He chuckles lowly against your neck, not quite leaving kisses but attempting to at least touch you in some kind of way. “You better shut that pretty little mouth before I put it to work, doll.” He mutters, his lips tickling the sensitive skin right under your ear. You feel his teeth graze against the side of your neck, his breath fanning against the flushed skin making you feel even more hot. You let out a mix between a heavy breath and a strained moan as your head tilts back, the words “make me” barely making their way past your parted lips as Joshua bites gently into the skin of your almost exposed shoulder.

Joshua chuckles, his hands trailing up the expanse of your back before pressing lightly against your shoulders. The jean material top you had put on earlier in disarray, the right shoulder slipping slightly off your form. “Get on your knees, baby.” Joshua commands, his eyes dark as he pulls away from your neck to look you in the eyes. You throw away any form of self-control as you sink down onto the carpeted floor, your exposed knees meeting the plush material with a soft thud. Both you and Joshua work urgently to get his belt open enough to slip his ripped black jeans a little further down his hips. Just enough to slip his cock out.

You’re desperate as you make quick work of kissing up his length, he’s already more than half hard and you can hear how good it feels, a low hissing sound filling the slender hall the two of you are situated in. You look up at him through your lashes as you take him into your mouth, his dark eyes meeting yours. You could tell he was enjoying this from the sounds he let out, bit in his eyes there was also a hint of excitement for something else. Maybe it was the reality of how careless you both where right now, the fact that anyone could walk in and see you on your knees infront of him, all for him to use. The fact that maybe a staff would come looking for you and catch you choking on all of him. He lets out a beautiful groan as you start working him deeper into your mouth, your stage makeup smudging as your eyes start watering slightly. Joshua lets his head tip back, a string of curses leaving his lips when you start moving your head a little faster. He has a tight grip on your previously immaculately styled hair, you know the stylist is going to be beside herself with anger when she sees you but right now, you’re more concerned with the way Joshua is encouraging you to take more of him.

“Fuck, baby, I love your mouth so much. Hold still let me fuck your face, doll.” He groans, his face contorting beautifully with the pleasure he’s feeling. His brows furrow together as you let your jaw go slack. He takes a hold of your previously styled hair with both his hands, his fingers digging into your scalp as he moves his hips more rapidly against your face. “You look so fucking hot, holy shit.” He whispers, his raspy voice almost breaking as you swallow around him causing his hips to jerk against your face. You can feel your knees digging hard into the carpet but the look on Joshua’s face is too distracting, his plush lips caught between his teeth, his eyes closed and brows furrowed in pleasure. He lets out a raspy curse when you lift your hands to squeeze his thighs, the involuntary moan that rips from your throat causing his hips to stutter as he comes into your mouth with the most deliciously unholy sounding moan you had ever heard.

He apologizes quickly as he fixes himself, buckling up his belt while you straighten out your stage costume. You look around, suddenly very aware of where you are. “I hope no one saw that.” You whisper, an unsure giggle filling the air between the two of you as the conversation halts. Joshua has the cheesiest smile on his face, and he almost looks like someone just told him there’s extra chicken for him at home. “What?” You ask, looking down at yourself to see if anything was out of the ordinary. He just giggles, almost like a lovestruck teenager. “Nothing!” He smiles, and he looks like he’s about to say something more before the all too familiar iPhone ringtone slices through the room.

“Yeah?” Joshua says, his voice sounding a little hoarse, so he quickly clears his throat after speaking. “Oh shit! Okay, yeah. We’re on our way.” He quickly finishes, pocketing his phone before looking up at you with a serious look. “Your group are about to go on, the 5-minute warning just went out. Everyone is looking for you.” You almost shout out a curse before bolting down the hall, Joshua quickly following you down the sets of stairs. You’re panting hard as you burst through the stairwell door, coming face to face with your group member Jiya, who doesn’t look very pleased. “Where were you?!” Another group member shouts from the sound tech station, a staff hooking her receiver into the edge of her blue shorts. “Y/n!” Another sound tech yells, motioning you over to get mic’ed up as well. You mutter a string of apologies as you adjust the cords to your in ears, Yiren looking at you with a smirk as she moves to wait by the stairs to the stage.

You’re all rushed onto the stage and preform your comeback song, One & Only along with your b-side thanx so much! without any mistakes, the fans cheering loudly for you and screaming the fanchants at the top of their lungs. They also lose it at the killing part, the songs being a lot sexier than the earlier cute and innocent concepts you’ve done. You and the other 8 members are in 100 as you run of stage, proud that it went of without any more problems. You all get settled into more comfortable clothes, Chaeni even putting on a sheet mask as the afterglow of the performance wears off a little. You fish your phone out of the black designer purse you had been given by the stylists early this morning for the greeting photos outside the station.

You felt your cheeks get hot as you scrolled through the twitter timeline, fansite photos and screenshots from the live performance littering the screen on your phone. The fans where going crazy, both over the new songs but also over another matter, that didn’t have anything to do with your new mini album at all.

“Why are Y/n’s knees so red? I hope she’s okay! Fighting”

“They look so good!!! Omgggg! Also is that a hickey I see on Y/n’s neck? Huhuh who’s getting it on with my queen huh??”

“In this selfie of Nahyun and Y/n from before the preformance she doesn’t have that red mark on her neck…. But in the live she does…. What’s going on here…..”

You quickly close the app, lifting your phone closer to your face to hide the screen as you switched over to a different app. You opened the texts between you and Joshua and typed out the message “Joshua Hong!!!!! You’re dead.” Before hitting send. The waiting room was cleared of anyone but your fellow group members, leader Joohyun had fallen asleep on the mat on the floor, Yosei on her phone beside her. Chaeni was waiting for her sheet mask to dry and Yiren was probably texting Vernon. Nahyun and Daria where playing on Hyunji’s switch. You hoped none of them would check their phones so you would live to see another day. Your phone vibrated with a text notification, Joshua’s name flashing on the screen with the word ‘Sorry’ under. That little shit.

“Y/n!” You heard Yosei squeal, Hyunji gasping as she kneeled down to look at the older girls phone. Fuck.

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strawberryjmilk · 6 years ago

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so about wednesday | im jaebum

word count : 1952

imagine contains bad language!

also a note : the jimin mentioned is jimin park [jiminxjamie] go stan

You were a walking cliche. A living, breathing person that came right out of the cheesiest movie.

How absolutely idiotic could you be? Falling in love with your best friend — what a trope! Except, you weren't in love with him right now.

No — you wouldn't mind breaking his nose at the moment, actually.

Sighing, you could feel the annoyance show on your face. Your tongue was perched between your teeth, poking your cheek in agitation. You could feel his eyes follow you — you knew they were drooped and watery in the way they always were when he wanted to apologize. You fought with yourself — you always forgave him, even when he was being the biggest asshole in the universe.

You couldn't this time — you shouldn't.

"Y/N," he drawled out with a whine. You continued to shuffle through the rack of hangers you were re-positioning — you have work, you scolded yourself. Pretty, sparkling brown eyes are not more important than your paycheck. "How long are you going to be mad at me?"

You continued to ignore him. Slithering a pale pink blouse onto a hanger, you put it in its designated spot. He scoffed, "are you seriously ignoring me right now? The silent treatment, Y/N?"

You turned, nose in the air as you walked away from him. Another scoff — this one filled with disbelief. He continued to follow you, hoping to cut you off eventually. "I don't even know why you're mad at me!"

This caused you to pause, turning to look at him for the first time that day. Your eyes slid into a glare, teeth clenching together. The anger and hurt you felt swelled until your nostrils flared and your resolve evaporated.

"Im Jaebum," you said his name slowly, scornfully. You shut your eyes, counting and breathing slowly to calm yourself down. "You left me at a strangers house because you saw a lovely little dress trample up the stairs. You left me — alone — because you can't keep your dick in your pants."

Your eyes flew open, your glare no longer being needed because the malice in your eyes was enough. "Yes, I'm giving you the silent treatment. And, yes, I am absolutely still pissed at you."

Jaebum sighed, reaching his hand out to lace his fingers with yours gently. "Oh, sweetheart—"

"Do not sweetheart me, Jae," you glared again. Truthfully, you adored the pet-name he always called you out of habit. You hated, however, that he seemed to call everyone else sweetheart, too. "Let me work. Go do whatever it is you do without me."

"Fine," Jaebum agreed after a round of silence. He leaned in closer to you with a grin — that stupid, pretty smile that always softened you up when you were upset. "Wanna come over later? It'll be fun — like a sleepover!"

You snorted, rolling your eyes so he couldn't tell how flustered that made you. "A sleepover? What are we, five?"

"Come on," Jaebum tsked. He leaned in more, his forehead laying against yours. That stupid, stupid smile still present. "Just you and me, sweetheart."

You hated that you agreed.

—

"I'm sorry, Y/N," Jaebum spoke up. You were at his apartment, your overnight bag still perched against the sofa you sat on. Jaebum had taken you into his arms as soon as you knocked on his apartment door, squeezing you to his side gently. You were leaning your head on his shoulder, eyes trained on your intertwined hands. Jaebum sighed before setting his nose on the top of your head. "So very, very sorry. I know you hate being alone, and I still left you."

Your lips formed into a frown — you really would always fall into Im Jaebum, wouldn't you? You bit your lip, "if you leave me or ignore me again just to toddle off for a steamy night, I will rip every hair follicle you have out of your body."

Jaebum laughed softly, his arm dropping from around your shoulders to your waist. He nudged you so the left side of your body was melded to his right entirely. Jaebum dropped a gentle kiss to the top of your cheekbone, "you've got it, sweetheart."

It was quiet, the only sound coming from the movie that you'd stopped paying attention to. There was a sudden knock on the door — you sat up, drifting away from Jaebum slightly.

He looked sheepish under your icy stare. Jaebum sunk into the sofa guiltily, "Sungjin wanted to talk about something. It'll be quick, promise!"

—

Sungjin had invited friends. And, quickly, your night for two turned into a small party.

You sat on the sofa — alone, again — and sighed. Jaebum had trailed into the kitchen with a smoldering grin — one that meant he was looking for his next hook-up. You pursed your lips, picking at your nails absentmindedly as your mind began to wander.

It was inevitable. Truly, it had happened before and you were sure it would happen again. Watching him kiss someone else; watching his eyes linger for longer than you'd like — it was familiar.

You always missed each other.

You'd turn left, and he would go right. Two people, passing by and sharing smiles that held secrets and gazes that held emotions. But, you waited.

And waited. And waited. Until you were choking on cries and blowing your nose into the roughest tissues you'd ever felt. The taste of ice cream and cupcakes had become common things to cover up the lingering taste of heartache that still settled into you.

"Hey," someone spoke as they sat beside you. You blinked, turning your head to see Jimin smiling at you, her hair newly dyed orange and cut short. "You looked a little lonely."

You snorted. You couldn't keep the sullen edge off of your tongue as you responded. "What gave you that idea?"

"Oh," she blinked. Jimin took a sip from the cup she held, nodding her head slowly. "Wanna talk about whatever is making you upset?"

—

You didn't realize how much you needed someone to just listen as you ranted and complained.

Jimin had moved your melancholic party of two from the living room to the kitchen when she noticed that your eyes grew teary. Jaebum had completely left from your view and you winced once you realized where he probably ran off to.

She picked at a bag of chips nonchalantly, "and you think he's blowing you off again?"

"Yeah," you sighed. You were standing with your back to the door, and you felt like everyone was listening to and watching you. You shrugged — you'd been doing that a lot, you realized. "Not much I can do about it, though. It's his life — I have no say."

She studied you silently, standing straight. Jimin's eyes scanned your face — pouted lips; eyes that wouldn't meet her gaze. Then they wandered down — nervous hands that wouldn't stop tangling together; body scrunched in on itself. The kitchen was silent, only the two of you occupying it — you tried to ignore the party that was going on.

Jimin's body seemed to deflate. You hated the way she was looking at you — tenderly, with pitying eyes and parted lips. Her voice was airy, "you love him."

The laugh that escaped your lips was sharp and resentful. "But, that's not doing me any good, is it?"

When Jimin stayed silent, your curiosity grew. You moved your gaze from the floor slowly, stopping on her widened and frantic eyes. Your eyebrows furrowed — why did she look so panicked?

You heard a sharp inhale, "what?"

You turned around quickly, seeing Jaebum standing in the doorway. His shirt was untucked and wrinkled, the buttons unevenly done. His hair was messy and his lips were puffy and swollen. You dropped your eyes immediately.

To your surprise, Jimin scoffed. "Oh, no, pretty boy. You are not going to waltz in here looking like that and interrupt our conversation. Out!"

Jaebum seemed to ignore that she was trying to kick him out of his own kitchen. His eyes stayed on you, a choked gasp trying to leave his parted lips. His voice was breathy, "Y/N?"

You swallowed harshly, avoiding his stare. Jimin walked beside of you, throwing a comforting arm around you softly. She stuck her nose in the air, her voice patronizing and firm as she walked you out of the kitchen. "Fine, we'll leave then."

The air from the balcony seemed to calm your frantic heart and mind. Jimin was biting her lip, studying you again as if she was waiting for you to explode.

You took a deep, trembling breath. "How humiliating! How- how am I supposed to make him forget that he heard that? Do I play the as a friend or as a brother card?"

"Y/N, breathe," Jimin placed her hands on your shoulders. She tried to smile at you, but she seemed to be panicking as much as you were. "It'll be okay. He's your best friend, right? Just talk to him."

You nodded — really, though, you knew things weren't going to be the same.

—

The music began to fade along with the conversations, sounds bouncing from inside the apartment to the parking lot. You stayed on the balcony, just watching the scenery around you change as time slipped away.

Jimin had left a while ago — you didn't even know what time it was, really. Part of you hoped Jaebum would forget what he heard. But, you knew he probably hadn't stopped thinking of it.

Im Jaebum did not like change — but he really didn't like commitment, and you were trying to get rid of the friend barrier that separated the both of you.

Soon, the balcony door was creaking open and you could smell the cologne that always lingered around Jaebum's neck. You closed your eyes — if you tried hard enough, you could outrun him. Maybe.

Jaebum didn't speak as he came to stand beside you, his arm brushing against yours as he leaned on the balcony's railing. The night was muted and calm, the air rustling around you gently every once in a while. He took a deep breath, and you prepared yourself.

"Did-" Jaebum paused. You glanced at him, seeing that his ears were red and his hands were shaky. Your hope melted, however, when you spotted the hidden red bruises that sprinkled his neck. Jaebum cleared his throat, adjusting his shirt slightly. "Is what Jimin said true? Do- do you love me?"

You laughed emptily, shoving his arm slightly. "Of course I love you, you're my best friend!"

"Y/N," his voice sounded exasperated and stressed — like he didn't want to believe it. "You know that's not what I mean."

You didn't answer him right away. Truthfully, you were fighting every urge you had to leave. You licked your lips, eyes focused on your hands because you couldn't look at him. "We were always supposed to find our way back to each other. Y/N and Jaebum — that's how it's supposed to be. But, you took a different path. You made that choice, not me."

The only sound was the wind, blowing across your face. You noticed your eyes were misty and your nose was tingling — you couldn't cry; you wouldn't allow yourself to. You could feel Jaebum's stare; you could see him gazing at you through your peripheral vision.

You finally turned to look at him, searching his eyes for a response.

It was still silent. You looked to his neck again, where the red was fading into a deeper tone. You bit your quivering lip. With his silence, and his empty gaze, you had your answer.

You turned around — and you left.

— i.. have no words. i actually,,, might like this? idk seemed a lil rushed in the end anyways i watched love, rosie but i wanted to make it sad so,, here we are! i hope you enjoyed this!! thank you for reading, ♡

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takemealivelh · 6 years ago

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i heard i can send mike requests so here i am. i got this from a prompt list so iMagine mike coming to the restaurant you work at and choose you as his waitress every time just to annoy you and you can’t do anything in retribution or you'll get fired 👀 pls make it enemies to lovers😭 im a bitch for enemies to lovers aus ngl ok bye ilysm❤

HONEY SORRY IT TOOK ME FOREVER but you know I wanna give you the best content I can create and you deserve!

I present to you: Raspberry Chocolate MilkshakeThe title is not the best but I think it sums it up pretty well.

ANYWAYS, I hope you enjoy it!

/special thanks to @angelbabylu for helping me with this! Best personal editor ever!/

“Thank you for taking your time-”

“Fuck off, Clifford.”

“Wait, what did I do?”

Michael had been going to the same restaurant for a while now, and that interaction that took place three weeks into his newly found routine had been haunting him ever since.

He liked Chloe, she was nice to everyone and never yelled back at those men who tried to shame her for the uniform she had to wear. And she looked damn good in her uniform. The little black skirt hugged her hips close to perfection, the green button down complimented her skin colour. Her hair up in a snug ponytail let the dining lights define her cheekbones even more.

She hated it.

Chloe hated the way she had to suck in her tummy to zip up the skirt. She hated the roll of fat under her bra she had to deal with when buttoning up the polyester shirt. She hated how her eyes seemed to stretch into the back of her head when her hair was up. She felt like a tight blob during working hours, but she had to keep the smile on her face to keep earning the money.

Unfortunately, most money she made was when Michael was her customer. The musician who insisted on taking the wobbly stool at the end of the bar. The one who kept ordering drinks that weren’t on the menu. The man who took forever to decide what to eat, even if he’d been eating at the same place for nearly 6 months now, and then he changed his mind at the last minute.

“It’s all the same, Michael,” she tapped the pen on her notepad. Having been his personal waitress for long, they were already acquainted with each other’s quirks and manias. Her boss was both scared and excited about their interactions. She worried that Chloe was rude to the guitarist of 5 Seconds of Summer, but also liked that Michael seemed to enjoy it. “You can’t possibly find something that you haven’t tried.”

The bell of the diner rang to announce more customers had arrived. Chloe turned her head to the door and gave the family of three a friendly smile. Michael noticed her sudden change of demeanour and was crushed by how nice she could be, just as long as she wasn’t dealing with him.

“You always seem so happy to help me with my order, I feel honoured,” the words slipped out of his mouth in a playful matter, but really, he wondered when Chloe would actually be pleased to see him. Everyone loved her, and he could see why. Whenever a table got a cold meal and started complaining, Chloe would stand there and nod, listening to the others rant. She would apologize on behalf of the kitchen and promise to throw a couple of extra fries for the inconvenience. That always seemed to calm the worked up clients. She made sure every single shake she served had been topped with either three cherries or lots of chocolate sprinkles. Michael had never had to ask for another portion of whipped cream since he started having his lunch here. He took his whipped cream seriously.

“I love it that instead of helping me choose, your eyes are glued to that couple over there and their really cool kid that has a Pikachu hat.” Michael followed her gaze to the table with the family, a grin on his face.

Even when he tried to start a flirty banter, Chloe could only take it the wrong way. Maybe, if she wasn’t his waitress, she would flirt back. Maybe, she could take his words lightly and playfully nudge his shoulder before responding with something like, “My attention is valuable, Clifford. If you were wearing that hat I would even consider you cute.”

But she didn’t say that.

“So… the burger and a salad?” she jotted down his usual order and then walked away from him.

- - -

“Chloe! The stool is tumbling again!” Michael’s words echoed through the half-empty diner he’d been sitting in for the past hour. He so desperately wanted her attention, even if it came in the form of a frown. Her chest seemed to grow red when his voice hit her ears, also red now, and she set the broom aside before making her way to the end of the bar. She could feel her coworkers eyes on her. They kept teasing her that she needed to do something drastic, like ask Michael out on a date, or spill a shake on his pants so she would have to help him clean up.

The scenarios were several and varied, and none of them bothered her. But Michael could be such a jerk. Of course, the only reason he kept sitting on that shitty stool was so he could watch her bend down and stick another three sugar packets under the rickety metal leg.

Michael just enjoyed having her near, even if it was for a few seconds. He’d tried to spark up conversations about her job, but that only seemed to irritate her more. He’d tried to ask her about her hobbies or what she did in her spare time.

“My commute is 40 minutes long, Michael. I don’t have much time to spare,” was the closest he got to a real answer.

Chloe wiped the sweat droplets that had glided down her forehead, she stood up and shook the stool a little, it didn’t wobble. “There,” she whispered, immediately turning on her heels to go back to her chores.

That small movement, that uncalculated spin, caused her elbow to collide into Michael’s glass of raspberry-chocolate milkshake, the one she had begged the bartender to make even if it wasn’t on the menu. Michael’s eyes saw the fall in slow motion. Before he registered it, the liquid was all over his pants and her skirt.

“Fuck”, they mumbled at the same time. The faint laughter from the other side of the diner was obvious. That until they heard Chloe’s boss making her way towards them, apologizing for Ms. Clumsy’s earned title.

They were told to go to the back and they obeyed, getting whistles from the other waiters.

“I’m really sorry, Mike,” Chloe had never called him Mike and he noticed. She soaked and wrung out a cloth before handing it to him, “it was an accident.”

Her eyes wouldn’t meet his, he could tell she was embarrassed, but he wasn’t good at dealing with awkward situations smoothly. “Was it really? I thought you just wanted me here in the back without my pants on.”

Clearly, the joke was not amusing. “Oh, fuck off, Clifford.”

They remained quiet as they dampened their clothes, but the stain wouldn’t come off. He had a meeting in an hour, she had her mom’s birthday after work. The room was barely bright, crammed by boxes full of imperishable goods. Chloe didn’t want to do it, but she walked around a pile of boxes anyways, and took her skirt off. At the sound of the zipper being undone, Michael quirked an eyebrow. “What are you doing back there?” He wasn’t stupid, but he wanted to hear her say it. Besides, if she was taking off her bottoms, it wouldn’t be weird for him to do it as well. The damp cloth wasn’t working, he couldn’t see properly, his boxers were also getting wet. He was uncomfortable and just wanted to take the pants off.

“My mum’s turning 50 today.”

“What?”

A sigh came from the other side of the room, Chloe was sat on a small box and trying to get the stain out of her skirt with better lighting in that position. “She’s big on birthdays and she doesn’t like it when I wear anything but formal when she has people over. This is her favourite skirt on me. It’s the only thing she would like me to wear. Otherwise, she’d shove me into this hideous yellow dress she has for special occasions. It is uncomfortable and if I can avoid wearing that, I will. I can’t go back home and grab a pair of pants because then I wouldn’t be there on time, and she hates unpunctuality. Even though, she’s never, ever on time. Ever.”

“So… ever?” Michael stripped off his pants and heard something unknown to him until now. A light chuckle.

“Ever.”

Michael sat on a box and started working on the stain, the same way she was doing, trying to reach better lighting. He didn’t say anything else, this was the most she had told him about herself. This was the girl he had wanted to get to know for months now, but hadn’t been able to because any word that slipped from his lips seemed to annoy her.

Another sigh. “It’s not like I’m scared of her, because I’m not. I just want her to be happy today. She has a perfectionist side, maybe I got it from her, and I don’t want her to be bitching tonight about me not wearing something she likes. It’s not the point of tonight, is it? She’s been so scared of turning 50. I’ve told her that she’s not old and all of that, but I don’t think that’s what scares her. I think she regrets not doing all the things she wanted to do before turning 50, you know?”

Michael hesitated for a second, he wasn’t sure if the question was rhetorical or not.

“I don’t wanna be like that. It sounds exhausting,” she huffed and scrubbed the black skirt clean. “You’re not going to have that problem, Mike. I don’t think you will. And if you do, just remember that time you were in your twenties and had to sit in a gloomy room with no pants, listening to some waitress talk about her 50-year-old mum.”

That small chuckle again. Michael could feel his chest growing warmer. “Uh… I guess I’ll have to strike this off my bucket list,” he laughed lightly, she followed, he gained confidence. “Actually, I’m still scared.”

Chloe’s silence served as fuel to continue his train of thought out loud.

“I’m, uh… I’m scared that I’ll reach 50 and I’ll feel like that. I’m doing a lot of shit, Chloe. Like… a lot. And it’s fun, I’m having a great time and I’m putting all my energies into doing the things that I love but… what if I wake up being a 50-year-old man feeling unfulfilled? I know it’s crazy, but-”

“It’s not crazy.”

Michael rested his head against the wall behind him and sighed. He had never told this fear to anyone. “Thank you, Chlo,” he rocked his head towards her side of the room and caught a glimpse of her ponytail. No other words were exchanged. For the first time, he enjoyed the stillness between them, unspoken complicity.

They put their garments back on when they were semi-dry and half-decently unstained. Chloe took a deep breath to suck her stomach in and zip up the skirt, Michael brushed the dust off his pants when he stood up. They felt closer to each other somehow. She hated to admit it, but Michael was actually a nice person. Once she let her guard down and was willing to accept his words, he was pleasant company. She’d been so hard on him. His awkward way of dealing with social situations wasn’t the best, but she didn’t make it easier either.

“Hey, Mike,” Chloe turned to face him before she opened the door back into the diner. His green eyes glistened through the pathetic fluorescent lightbulb. She seemed nervous, a cute kind of nervous, and he was eager to hear what she was about to say. “Do you…” she cleared her throat, “… do you want to go out sometime?”

“Oh my…” Michael’s laugh made her stomach drop and he noticed the flush on her cheeks, “Chloe, I’ve been trying to ask you out for months now! I can’t believe you beat me!”

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gg-astrology · 6 years ago

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💘💫🌙☀️ Tag Games 🌙💫☀️💘

Thank you so much @kai-tashi for thinkin of me and tagging me in the post ;; 💕💕 I feel like I got to know u better thru this as well!! 💕💕

5 things in my bag

Sunglasses - sometimes I have 3 pairs in my bag just so I can match it with my ootd 💕

Wallet/Purse -- it’s a gold shiny one so I use it as a mirror as well ksdjnfjk it also has all my keys attached to it! 💕

Rollerball perfumes - I have mini ones just incase im in a dash (i usually am) i can grab them real quick and roll some on my wrist, shirt, dress, face, neck etc 💕 My essential is that I’m sensitive to scents/smells and I gotta be the best smelling person in the room at all times otherwise I feel whack (I don’t like not being clean either ijnskn makes me feel some typa way) 💕

Lip tint/stick- I have like 5 of these in my bag, I can’t stand not having anything on my lips. If it’s one thing I gotta have, it’s colours on my lips (not even bright ones just colours). Also because I like mixing colours tgt... I sometimes dab them on as blush or eyeshadow if I want a little more cohesive color scheme on my face? I like rose pink matte colours, soft feels 💕💕

Eye drops -- my eyes are dry as hell so I make sure to get them well lubricated all the time 💕 My left eye get irritated really easily

5 things you’ll find in my room (apart from my bed, wardrobe, mirror)

Books - so many books, I have 2 full bookshelves (double stacked) and I still have cabinets downstairs displaying by other books as well. I really need to reorganize cause I horde them alot 💕

My old painting/art-work - I frame them and keep them displayed, or hang my canvases. Some of them are kinda big tho so I just... place them against the wall and stack them like that ksjndf 💕

Hella Skin-care - I have a little make-up/skin-care corner where I’m actually managing to organize them with tiny bins and organization drawers. I keep my hair curlers and straighteners, my contact lenses and stuff in my vanity as well 💕

Lots of pillows/stuffed animals + 2m tall teddy bear - I don’t know why?? I just horde them on my bed? Along with a the teddy that I finally got last christmas. I named him bebito and he’s low-key a make shift bean bag for me to sit on sometimes ksdjn 💕All the dolls I bought when I’m with people or was feeling some type of ways, so there’s memories associated to them 💕

Clothes - I am overflowing with clothes. Constantly my laundry bin is stocked full and I feel like I’m doing so much laundry even though I dress like?? once a day?? I like layering my looks tho so maybe that’s why??

5 of my favourite things

Kitties - I lov them :((( 💕💕 I love other people’s pets as well

Documentary videos - no lie it gets me to relax/spend time decompressing just by watching them

My friends - I wouldn’t be who i am without them :(( 💕They are so good and caring and even tho I’m terrible at keeping in-check constantly they make sure not to pressure me bc I really am busy a lot of the time 💕

My emotional support teddy bear -- my favourite, oldest one whom I can’t sleep without. I once travelled and forgot her at home so i called my roommate up at 6am and made him check my bed for me in case she’s there (and not like, lost at the airport0 💕

My family - my understanding of camaraderie is being with the people in my private space/house and my neighbours too. Makes me feel like?? 💕 i’m a part of the community and keeps me happy most of the time 💕

5 things I’m currently into

True Crime Documentaries -- listen,,, when I said i love documentaries/autobiographies and non fictions i wasn’t kidding lmao this is how i get my dose of history daily, and some of the recent ones? i want to hear about new evidence about things too

App games - im super late to most of them but goddamn I love playing on apps when i know I have a charger nearby. 💕

Exercising - when I’m stressed/need to decompress this is my go-to. It’s a sure fire way to get me to relax and also feel better later. I’m an avid water-drinker anyways, so sweating it off comes with the territory (and i love showering like it’s my favourite thing to do i can’t stand not showering I’d probably take 3 showers a day if I could) 💕

Twt Aus - listen,,,, i can’t help it. I love how creative and imaginative they are?? 💕 And i love visual stuff. Like if it’s not auditory then it’s visual. When people send me their placements and aspects and I have to read them I’m always getting a bit of whiplash @_@... I jus do a lot better when I can see what’s happening y know? 💕

Reading more e-books - I used to not have time to do this,,, but I feel like I’ve been wanting to read more and more short pieces so I look for books that are like.. 100-300 pages and get through them at night instead 💕 I feel good about it too 💕 Since I can just keep them with me 💕💕 But idk I still like physical copies a lot as well..

5 things on my To-Do list

Get my phone fixed/get a new phone --- i might have fucked up my phone to the point where I can’t use the touch screen anymore just now whoops

Start taking more routine walks outside - I always walk when it’s necessary (to pick up some stuff) but I want to take more walks for health? I used to run alot as well but I haven’t done that in ?? a year?? so I want to get back in the groove soon (I’ll start walking tomorrow) 💕

Try to lessen my sister’s load - right now I’m cooking for everyone but I feel like if I drive to pick the kids up too, or do more little things for my sister I’ll feel better as well 💕 I want to try taking on more responsibilities, helping people with more stuff in my private sphere 💕

Ah open a new bank account - I haven’t got time to make one with the bank I wanted yet, so I gotta remember to do that. 💕 It’s just a little to-do list I gotta remember

Pick up a new body scrub - the one I’m using is too abrasive so I have to pick up ones that are more moisturizing/softer on my skin :(

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