#i love rosie sm 💕

[kurosstuff]

First "I love you"

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With a fierce lunge, Rosie pressed you down on couch, tail wagging insanely at her excitement, gentle hiss rolling of her tongue.

"Woah!" - you yelp at the sudden attack.

Rosie hisses, her tail seductively stroking your neck.

"What's gotten to you today?" - you ask her removing your clothes and folding them neatly to the side.

Deep, dark eyes follow your every movement with lustful hunger ready to mark yet again what's hers.

Whats hers.

"Just a bit exc-cited, that's-s all~" Rosie says in melodic tone, her anticipation showing in prolonged hisses.

"I see" - you say casually, folding your pants at the side. "Ok, I'm don-EAH!" - another yelp comes off your mouth as you feel her tail drag you back to the couch.

She throws you on the couch, her tail firmly wrapped around you as she looks at you with unbridled hunger. You could think she'll chomp off your head now if you didn't know what kind of hunger were in those soulless eyes. The tip of her tail curls beneath your chin and gently encourages to look up on her. As you do...

God, was she just gorgeus.

She towered above you, with dangerous glint in her eyes as she grinned, showing off her razor-sharp teeth.

"Oh, uh-" - though, you somewhat accustomed to her behaviour in general, you still flushed whenever she was looking at you like that.

"I guess this is peak of your season, huh?" - you chukle out bit nervously.

She hums.

"I guess so, my bunny~" - tips of your ears redden even more at the sudden pet name. (Note: yes, this is reference to your bunny fic)

You smile at her, not even realizing how much of adoration your gaze holds. You freed one of your arms from her tail and reached out, brushing your thumb against her cheek. She does this back, stroking your jaw. You lean in, and kiss her carefully, to the best of your abillities. When you feel her lips press more firmly and demanding, you open your mouth, giving her permission.

Her tongue immideatly slips into your mouth and explores every inch of it. It's long, slender and incredibly skilled. Flushing more, you let out needy whimper against her lips. She smirked feeling proud.

Her tail unwrapped your upper half and the tip of it started softly nudging at your clothed (not for long) clit. You twitched, another bit of moan escaping you.

Rosie pulled away and you gasp, finally getting to breath again.

Your face was flushed, as well as your ears and shoulders were reddening with each second passed.

"S-s-so out of breath..." - Rosie whispers, smirking at your gasps for air.

She still holding your face, her thumb brushing your earlobe.

You smile at her gently, leaning in her palm, closing eyes. Maybe, you were too clouded, but the next thing you said were shoking for you both.

"I love you"

You froze.

Taking a second to process what you just said, you looked up at Rosie.

She froze, more still than any inanimate object.

"Rosie?.."

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"Oh dear..." - she wispered so quietly, you barely caught that.

"Rosie, what's wro-HMPH!"

Just as sudden, she kissed you. It was passionate kiss but not in a lustful sense, no. This kiss was full of love and warmth.

Full of happiness.

She pulled away.

"I love you too, dear"

GOD.

THIS IS SO GOOD?? now imagine. Another human? Or another gorgon coming to court them~

Lowkey- all these gorgon rosie ideas is giving me ideas too- 💕💕 I adore your writing sm♡♡

[imaginespazzi]

I just wanted to thank you for being such a consistent and amazing writer, I feel like we don’t give you enough credit considering the amount of fics that go unfinished with writers disappearing and the quality of the work you put out is just 💕

You, Rosie and the grow as we go author are really carrying rn and we all appreciate it sm!

Also slow falling author if you see this we miss u bb

I don't know if I'd call myself consistent but thank you so much my love. I really appreciate it <3

Also shoutout too my lovely Rosie @rosemariiaa cause she's really been getting us through this drought (it's been a week) fr fr with her fics.

[rabbitenn]

UTOPIA.

It’s his day, and because of you, it will become an even happier memory that he can’t wait to relive year after year.

ft. Isumi Haruka x gn! reader.

cw/genre: pure fluff.

Happy birthday, Haruka ! He’s grown on me and he’s grown so much himself <3 Something brief and sweet to celebrate this baby’s special day (I know it’s a bit late, but it’s still the 6th for me).

Snow capped buildings greet his morning, akin to the glazing on top of the sugary snacks he so adored.

Eyes of molten acacia blooms look at the world before them for another year, powdery flakes drifting past his bedroom’s window.

Long lashes flutter closed once again, a crescent brighter than the one that’s already hidden behind the horizon, forming on his lips.

Smiles like this one used to be the norm for him years ago, having become with time more rare and all the more precious to those who got to receive them.

He knows you’d tease him, if you had witnessed how smitten he looked at midnight reading your text message.

For all the years he’s known you, you had never failed to make his special day a little brighter with just a few words on a screen.

Happy birthday, Haru ! 🎂💕 Can’t wait to celebrate with you in a few hours, I love you sm <3

Your message is imprinted in rosy shades in the softest part of his mind, as he relishes a few more minutes in the warmth of his bunny patterned covers.

Then, soft knocks are heard on his bedroom door, followed by his grandmother’s voice:

“Haruka, dearie, there’s someone here that’s come to see you! And I’m making a cake for you, it’s your special day.”

With a serene expression, betrayed by the stars in his stare and the unavoidable smile his lips curl up in, ZOOL’s center gets out of bed, rushing to get dressed in his favorite clothes (in truth, it’s just the outfit you always complimented). His fingers close around the necklace you gave him last year, as he stops for a second before the mirror, carefully clasping it.

The sweet scent of meringue and jam greets Haruka before he steps into the kitchen.

His pace quickens, curious to see what his grandmother is working on.

Before he can take a peek, however, warm hands cover his eyes.

“Who’s this?” A familiar voice sing-songs, next to his ear.

A giggle escapes him, a rare treasure that showed only in the right place at he right time, on counted occasions.

“[Y/n]!” He calls, at the same time you uncover his eyes, offering him a cheeky grin. “Dummy…” He pouts.

“Oh, you love it.” You tell him, placing a kiss on his cheek. “Happy birthday, Haruka.” You hold his hands in yours gently, as you lean in again, this time, kissing him properly on the lips.

Your warm presence wraps around him in just one single kiss, a spring breeze at the doors of winter, guiding him to the few still green perennial trees, where birds still sing.

And he kisses you back with just as much care, the fresh taste of chocolate mint chip on a lover’s lips; the lingering spicy sweetness of ginger cookies.

This instant, with just the two of you, the scent of baking cake, and the brightness of a winter morning, is your own idyll, a utopia only possible when it’s the two of you.

When you part, remnants of this handmade dream still float around the two of you, like the first plum blossoms to drift by after the snow.

Haruka looks at you, the sunshine that left his gaze so many years ago, now glimmering truly, just for you.

He’d like to kiss you again.

However, it seems the cake is ready.

Well, he already knows what to wish for before the candles go out.

[rosylix]

id just like to tell you that rosy and petal- OH MY GOSHH... like the way you write is so!!!!!<33<3 CHEFS KISS they are the only stories that ill like actually reread and i love them sm and im so hyped for pt 3!! just wanted to tell you haha

bro 😭☹️☹️ THANK U SO MUCH??? this is so sweet are you serious.. . i'm so happy you enjoyed and are excited for pt 3 I AM TOO!! 🗣💕

[trashbag-baby666]

Lore drop for my favorite twink <3 i love you sm Ken 💕💕 brought to you by me and @mangokittokatsu

MOTA Masterlist!

•Kenny was born to two philanthropist, entitled, classy, rich people. But he was an accident that neither of them wanted to take care of really. They hired a nanny and she quite literally raised Ken until he was 12. That’s when his parents decided that he was old enough and fired her. This is what really starts out the, “here’s your monthly $10,000, go to school we’re going on our second cruise this year.”

•His grandma tries her best to take care of him from a distance since she lives in DC. She does call him nearly daily and they’re pretty close.

•Although, Ken’s a year younger than the others he joins a theater company when he’s 11 and meets Rosie. The Rosenthals quickly take pity in Ken and they give him rides to and from theater, let him come over and stay with them, feed him dinner. You know, actually loving this child.

•Ken and Rosie are bestie westies they would spend a lot of nights sitting in silence or talking about the boys Ken liked. Or they would make up their own theater performances and play dress up.

•The Rosenthals invite Ken to their family Hanukkah celebration. During Christmas they let him come over and Mrs. Rosenthal made Ken’s favorites and even got him a few presents. They’re really the closest thing Ken has to a family.

•So, when Ken gets his drivers license he’s left with his dad’s garage full of luxury cars. But his motorcycle is what really and always had caught his eye.

•His father tries to use this as an opportunity to love his son. Or you know, using expensive gifts to show their love. His dad teaches him how to drive it but it was really just Ken figuring it out by himself while his dad took business call after call.

•This is shortly before Curt started eye fucking Ken in gym class till he came over and talked to him. They were so down bad for each other, Curt giggled like a fucking school girl the first few times Ken took him for rides on his bike.

“Curt texted me last night telling me that Ken took him on his motorcycle!” John blabbed across the lunch table making a kissy face and sound at Curt.

Curt literally just reaches across the table and smacks him with a sandwich.

•Ken’s super super interested in engineering he picks up occasional shifts at the same garage Curt’s mom works at. Ken really knows his way around a car, he was super into them when he was younger. He’s just the kinda twink who can pop your hood and fix your problem for you.

•Ken tries out for the football just so he can spend more time with Curt. Think Kurt Hummel auditions for the role of kicker. Just look at this post lmao.

•Him and Curt listen to music together on the bus to and from football games. Corded headphones and each has one, they have a collaborative playlist together. Some of their favorites are Deftones, Mac Miller, Childish Gambino, Arctic Monkeys, etc. check out this playlist for more :3!

•Their ideal date night though is a hand selected bottle of wine from Angela Lemmons wine cellar, a cheesy movie or Marvels movie(they’re watching them in order), and a puzzle or a Lego set, sometimes they paint together.

•Usually, they finish the puzzle or lego set but sometimes they’re too wine drunk to finish or Curt’s carrying Ken up to his bedroom ;).

•If it wasn’t obvious yet, Ken is a wine connoisseur. He really likes white wines and anything a little fruity.

•Brady wants to learn his ways.

•Ken is an avid painter as well!! He liked doing it in art class and brought the interest home with him. So of course, his parents bought him the most expensive paints and brushes and canvas’s. Because that’s how they always were. He’s pretty much self taught aside from art classes. He paints this in high school and it now hangs in their house 15 years later.

•The only time Curt and Ken ever really fight it’s about money. Ken has more than plenty and Curt’s literally working every single day and pulls open to closes every weekend. Curt had been running on nearly no rest and three Red Bulls a day. He couldn’t afford to not work. over the course of five months, He watched Curt’s health decline and he was losing weight like crazy. He’d come home from work at 11 and pass out in Ken’s bed after stumbling out of his work clothes. That or he would sleep on the couch at his apartment. His back was hurting and he was so tired and nauseated.

•Flash forward it’s been too many months of this. Curt had called Ken around 8:30 asking him if he could come pick him up. He had kinda given into his body and left Ham and Dickie to man the Taco Bell without him. However, Ken was relieved that Curt maybe was coming to his senses.

•Curt literally stumbled out the door and regained his balance a little bit before getting into his car. Curt opened the passenger door and threw himself in and just said.

“Take me to the er.”

•This is when it really started, Ken had kept offering Curt money. But Curt will not take handouts or money from anyone. He feels like he needs to earn everything himself and he provides for his family at the ripe age of 18.

“Just take it, it’s not like I’m missing any of it.” Ken ripped the check from the checkbook and slid it across the table.

“No, I’m not taking your money. It’s fine I have it under control.”

“Curt, you were in the hospital.”

•Thus leads to Ken putting money into his account without him knowing. It’s never enough at a time for it to be super noticeable or he tucks it into a savings account.

[bitterrfruit]

TH Q!🤍 will you ever write any piece that happened in the past in mia's life, like meeting viktor, living with him etc.? Or just this timeline thats happening now and future? Oh and what perfume does she use?😚

omg! I hadn’t thought about it, i didn’t think it would be something people were interested in!! but i’m not opposed at all, i actually think victor zakhaev is a really interesting character that didn’t get any love in the reboot. i feel like his dynamic with mia would have been really interesting…

EEEK and i splurged on some perfume for my bday that i think is exactly what mia would wear. maison francis kurkdijan oud. specifically the satin mood (silk mood smells completely different)

it smells sooooo good. i’m not a perfumer but it’s a sort of musky rosy scent, maybe a little vanilla? it’s super rich and warm and i can totally imagine simon being hypnotised by it teehee 🤭

thanks sm for the ask!!! love you!! 💕

[dollywons]

HAPPY HAPPY BDAYYYY 💘💓💕💖💌💝

YOU SEEM REALLY REALLY SWEET, PRETTY AND CUTE. ENJOY YOUR SPECIAL DAY 🫶🏻

HAVE AN AMAZING DAYYY 🤍🤍🤍

PD: I LOVED THE ROSIE'S ICONS YOU DID. ⭐️⭐️

AHHHH THANK YOU SM LUV AND YOURE WELCOME!! :> 💗💗💗

[missjanjie]

hi babe!! first, i am giving you the tightest hug ever and the biggest of forehead kisses

but now for distraction time! i didn’t check if there was a prompt list so I’m spitballin this butttttt how about jankie or rosenali with the quote/idea “im mad at you but please I need your help with reaching this thing I need”

thank u sm love 💕

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It hadn’t been anything more than a benign lover’s quarrel, but Denali was nothing if not stubborn. But even her stubbornness had limits. It just turned out that her limits were having to reach the top shelf in the pantry. She had tried with her claw-grabber at first, but it only knocked the box she needed onto its side, making it impossible to grab.

As much as she hated it, she swallowed her pride and begrudgingly shuffled into the living room. “I need help getting the cereal,” she mumbled.

Rosé didn’t look up from her phone. “Use your claw.”

“Tried. Made it worse.”

She sighed and got up, making her way to her girlfriend. “Then you need to ask nicely, baby,” she replied in a cloyingly sweet voice that didn’t quite match her smug grin.

Denali whined and stomped her foot like a petulant child, but knew that Rosé wouldn’t budge until she got what she wanted. “Rosie, could you please get the lucky charms for me?” she asked through gritted teeth.

Rosé gave in, grabbing the box off the shelf and setting it on the counter. “Now, was that so hard?”

Denali refused to make eye contact as she poured the cereal, then milk into the bowl. “You’re lucky you’re tall,” she murmured as she ate.

“Whatever you say, baby,” she cooed and pressed a kiss to the top of her head.

[cxsmicmyeon]

I MET UP WITH THE BEST OF THE BEST @dandaelions !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!😭😭😭😭😭😭💞💞💞💞💞💞🎉🎉👏🏻👏🏻

bonus!!

[matchamorphosis]

THIS IS SO GOOD OMG!!!! 🥺🥺🥺🥺 i’m so needy omg this is perfect 💗💗💗 the persistence daddy!chris keeps pacing at in trying to pleasure little!reader while enjoying her innocence and little!reader shying and pushing the feeling away is so adorable omg 💗💗💗 and he’s just softly encouraging her to let go and cum on his fingers i’m just- 🥺🥺🥺🥺

chris forces his little to have her first orgasm 💕

idek what this is i just! wrote it lol. pretty long for a drabble but i forgibve myself.

warnings: non-con, crying, fingering, forced orgasm, squirting, naive reader

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[saturnsorbits]

For the event, Hawks. Been together for 3 years, anniversary at a karaoke bar, fluff :)

This is so cute and I'm so glad to have found your blog! I've read all of your fics and have enjoyed them sm 🥺

Hello, Hello! 😘

This is my first attempt at Hawks, so you'll have to excuse my somewhat underdeveloped characterisation!

Also: I absolutely adore your pfp. You guys look so good together! 😭💕

Duet

-> Hawks; Karaoke Bar; 0.8k.

TW: Pure fluff.

Another round of cheers shatters the air as the a tall, blonde hops down from the stage and slinks back into the crowd. For a Thursday night, the small Karaoke bar is pretty full. Both bar tenders are busy, shaking drinks and taking orders and there's been a steady stream of people scurrying backwards and forwards across the dance floor to put their names down with the DJ for the best part of an hour. There's a warmth to the evening, something that promises everyone in the building a good time – no questions asked.

'Our next performer is Keigo Tamaki...' The DJ's voice crackles over the speakers. 'We're looking for a Keigo Tamaki.'

'Ah, shit..' Reluctantly pulling away from you, Hawks glances up. 'Back in a minute, babe.' Knocking back the rest of his drink, he plants a wet kiss on your cheek before skirting around your chair and jogging towards the stage. He takes the small staircase two at a time and spins on the balls of his feet when he finally comes to a stop in front of the small monitor that will, in a few seconds, display the lyrics to his song. Already he's beaming, the lights making his smile glow as he steps up to the microphone.

The speakers crackle again, the rosy voice of the DJ just about cutting clear over the gentle chatter of the bar. 'And here he is... Keigo Tamaki, everyone!'

Hawks taps the microphone. 'I...' Hawks spreads his fingers on his chest and beams. 'Want to dedicate my first song of the night -.'

A cheer breaks his sentence, a small group of regulars whooping and whistling before finally silencing for him to continue.

'… To my beautiful girlfriend.' He squints through the lights and into the darkness beyond, trying to spot where you're sat in the small booth off to the side of the bar. When he finally catches your eye, he waves and raises his eyebrows. 'She's put up with me for three whole years today and I am incredibly in love with her.'

There's a wolf whistle, another round of applause and cheers. From the back of the room someone shouts: 'Congratulations', and then the music starts.

He's chosen a cheesy song, because of course he has, but the opening notes make you smile and bite your lip anyway. From your booth, you watch him let loose on stage. It takes him approximately three seconds take the microphone from its stand, another two until he's dancing, bopping around the stage with enough force to shake it. He looks like he's in his element. Still, no matter how much fun he's having up there, he doesn't miss a single chance to sing directly at you.

You sing back what little you know of the song and watch as his eyes light up, joy dancing across his features each time he catches your mouth moving and your body bopping along to the beat.

He's blushing up a storm, he can feel it. The familiar buzz of being watched, of being admired, flows through his veins and makes him feel alive; but it has nothing to do with the two dozen or so patrons. Your eyes are the only thing he needs. Preening, he hits a high note and twirls, once again catching you as you sneakily take a picture of him and grin back, egging him on as he hits the final chorus.

When the song finally ends, half of the bar are on their feet, you included. You squeal above the music, clapping as he slips the microphone back into its stand and takes a playful bow on stage.

'Do a song with me.' Its the first thing out of his mouth when he lands back at the table, snatching you out of your seat to wrap his arms around your waist. He peppers your face with kisses, even as his fridge sticks to him from being under the lights. Pouting, he sticks out his bottom lip and whines. 'It's not as fun if you're not up there with me.'

Wrapping your arms around his neck, you let him start to sway you as the next singer begins a ballad that makes the hairs on your arms stand on end. 'What song?'

'Something cheesy... Like really cheesy. Islands in the Stream, or I Got you Babe. That song from Greese. I'll slide across the floor and let you put your foot on my shoulder and everything.'

Hawks glows, his cheeks apple red and he rambles away the adrenaline coursing through his veins. He's stunning like this, you think, shining and bright and so full of life. It makes him hard to turn down...

'Okay.' You grin and chuckle when he lurches forward to kiss you. Cupping your cheek with a palm, he tilts your head gently to deepen the kiss, letting himself drown in you as he feels your nails itch at his shoulders. His chest swells, lungs filling with nothing, but you until finally, you break away breathless, but smiling. Fuck, he loves your smile.

'Okay.' You repeat, stepping back just enough to poke him in the chest. 'But, I get to pick the song.'

[rosenallies]

10 and 11 for smut for preacher’s son au 💜💕💗

I miss this au sm <3

10. “no ones here. we can be as loud as we want.”

11. “Do you think of me when you touch yourself?”

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“Are you sure about this, baby? We can stop,” Rosé assured, a gentle hand stroking Denali’s cheek as he hovered above him.

Denali grabbed Rosé by the shoulders and pulled him down for a heated kiss. “I’ve never been more sure about something in my life. I’m ready,” he breathed as they pulled apart, “I’ve been thinking about this for forever.”

Rosé smirked. “Yeah? You’ve been thinking about it, sweetheart? Do you think of me when you touch yourself?”

Cheeks flushed red, Denali nodded. “Only you, it’s always you.”

“Good boy, that’s what I like to hear,” Rosé praised, pulling back so he could hitch Denali’s legs around his waist, guiding himself to Denali’s entrance. “Tell me if it hurts, baby, I can prep you more if it starts to hurt, okay? I know it’s scary your first time.”

“Just-just, please, Rosie, please.”

All the times Rosé had imagined Denali underneath him like this didn’t hold a candle to the real thing, his beautiful boy laid out for him, wide eyed and so so trusting as Rosé slowly pushed into him, watching his face closely for any sign of discomfort.

Once he was all the way in, he stopped for a moment. “How does that feel, baby, do you want me to move yet?”

Denali whimpered quietly, nodding and throwing an arm over his face to hide himself and any sounds he made from the blissful feeling of being full of the man he loved for the first time.

Rosé gently removed his arm. “Baby, I need to see my pretty boy and I want to hear you too. No one’s here, we can be as loud as we want.”

With Rosé’s sister out of town, they had the house to themselves, Denali’s family finally giving up on checking their son’s whereabouts once they had realized he was spending all his time with another man.

He nodded again, fluttering his eyes open and blinking up at Rosé, hands stroking Rosé’s biceps that flexed from holding himself up. “I love you,” he whispered.

Rosé leaned down and kissed his forehead, slowly bottoming out and pushing back in, long and deep strokes that made Denali’s toes curl. “I love you too, now let me make you feel good, baby.”

[possession1981-moving]

aléks I love you every time u say something nice to me my heart grows twenty sizes 😭😭 also I hope you're doing well <3333 it was so nice to see u on the dash again !! sending u telepathic flowers rn 💐💐

omg literally i kneW i had unopened asks!!!! naur lichrally rosie ur work is so good like Every compliment is so so deserved 💕 and thank u sm i’m clutching my chest rn 🌸💘❣️💐

[velvetsan]

@dalkomhanchocolateicecream

[astranva]

YES OMG THIS!!! super well said

bcs a lot of the times, im not in the mood for smut. sometimes i just wanna read fluffy fics without it being so generic and bland. but your chris's fics are the most flavorful fluff there is. like throw in a little angst and we got a winner. and not that i dont enjoy au chris fics because i do but domestic chris evans just hits different. and i've grown attached to you, your writings, and your blog so much lmao (and im very picky, so thats saying something)

and thank you so much for the fields of roses nova, my middle name is rose lmaooo (ik super common🙄, but its actually a combination of both of my parents' names) AAA again, lots and lots and lots of kithes and all the love for you 💕 ❤️💗💛💖💞💚❣️💓💘💝💌🫶❤️‍🔥 i hope you're not sick of me yet

-🍓

also if you or anyone have a non au chris evans blog/fic rec... bestie... bless the rest of us w them lmao

i get it so much! i wish more people wrote for chris. i think with harry (since i write for him as well) it’s easier because there are so, so, so fucking many writers you can choose to read the works of but with chris, it’s a little limited.

i’m glad you enjoy my chris writing sm, you’ve no idea 🥹

awww that’s still a cute name! my rosie 🥹🌷💖

here’s this for chris fic recs xx

[thedeadthree]

🌼🌈💧for Elin and Kenny beloveds! 💕

🥺✨✨!!!!! HIIII BB! i hope ur doing well and taking care of urself! THANK YOU FOR THE ASK I ADORE U SM! here’s some kenny and elin facts love! 🖤🖤

SEND AN OC AND AN EMOJI (x.x)

🌼- what’s your favorite thing about this oc?

i could write an essay SHES MY BABY AND I LOVE HER. the calmness she has when she herself is put under INTENSE STRESS is something i ADORE, like? THE COMPOSURE SHE HAS!!!!! IN THE MOST HECTIC OF MOMENTS! HER LOVE OF THE NUMBER ONE BEST GIRLS ANNIE AND CASS! her empathy and thoughtfulness with kenzie! her knowledge of art! HER GALAXY BRAINED SENSE OF FASHION. so many things!

🌈- what does this oc like or dislike about themselves?

elin loves her taste in fashion and art! she knows its immaculate she won’t debate! her ability to stay calm under pressure is a fav of hers, her achievements in acadmia, her determination to find who hurt nick, and that she’s a perfectionist! putting her all into everything she dedicates herself to! which can also be something she isn't too fond of too! she needs to remind herself she isn’t right ALL the time and that she isn’t flawless at EVERYTHING. that’s why she appreciates having rosy and sally as a figures in her life! a friend that tells calls you out is a HUGE one for her!

💧- what is this oc most passionate about?

art and fashion are for sure things she has STRONG opinions on and is veery passionate about as we know hehe! there’s also the importance of proper pet care as she demonstrated in first meeting the love of her life, finding who hurt saint nick, that she doesn’t want to see her mom again if she can help it, pursuing her dream of modeling, and cookies! to name a few!

🌼- what’s your favorite thing about this oc?

THE WAY i could do an essay with mla citations in a double spaced 12 point font in times new roman on my favorite things of kenny and elin hjdsahjfb BUT for sure would his the way he carries himself! i WISH i had his confidence/extrovertedness u know? he has this INFECTIOUS personality that’s so endearing like its no wonder he’s as successful as he is! he’s everyones best friend that stands up to bullies and i love LOVE it.

🌈- what does this oc like or dislike about themselves?

i think the thing he likes the most about himself is that he never lets his celebrity get to his head, he’d credit his brother dominic, and the friends/neighbors he grew up with in nyc for a lot of that! with how much people around him like his late dad and now his brother brother, sacrificed to get him there, he owes it to them and himself to give back and to not let the lights get to him? what he would dislike about himself is that he needs to lay off and take a break or he’ll overwork himself and break down? like since he started it’s been NONSTOP since? his “break” doing that desk job at his friends startup in the uk, was SUPPOSED to be that until he saw the body count ad! (which i will remind he misread THREE TIMES ahbfdhjg! dork!) TAKE A VACATION KENNY LIKE MAYBE SANTORINI SMHH.

💧- what is this oc most passionate about?

the HUGEST thing that kenny is the most passionate about is striving to give back to the people and city that got him to where he is in his life now! and standing up to bullies! he has a platform to give back to his loved ones and the people he grew up with and it’s HUGE for him to do that! and anyone with a bad attitude or uses their celebrity, standing to push people down is no friend of his :) he’s always been an eat the rich kind of person dsjabj go baby boy go!