#it does not sparkle and glitter with all the girlies today.

[altruisticenigma]

New mental health milestone: having your counselor tell you that they might not be a good fit for you anymore 🩷💕💖

Bonus points if y’all been working together for about, mmmm 2 1/2 years and she said this right after you told her she wasn’t gonna like the answer to something ✨🤪

[cowpokeomens]

Can you imagine Noah being nervous the thirst time he meets ✨Her✨?

Hi this has been sitting in my asks for awhile but today it is heavy on my spirit so let’s go!

Because Noah, my sweet baby boy, is a DUMMY. He’s a DUMBASS. So when he sees ✨Her✨ for the first time, he doesn’t even register that it’s any kind of love-at-first-sight situation, just thinks “oh yeah she’s really hot and I wanna sleep with her that’s what this feeling is” even though someone (jolly) points out that Noah has slept with more than a few hot women before and has never had this visceral of a reaction, okay, whatever! In my little pea brain I looooooove an opposites attract kinda situation, so I think it would be really sweet if Noah didn’t end up with an all-black-and-chains metalcore girly, but someone who presented themselves in cozy sweaters and keeps their nose in a book or someone who always checks to see if <clothing item> comes in pink and uses glitter on the daily (I’m not projecting you’re projecting it’s my post!!!) or even someone who’s very tradgoth versus just alt yknow? Like obviously hotness transcends aesthetics but there’s something visibly different about ✨Her✨and I think that’s why Noah does a double-take and shrugs it off as good ole fashioned lust. But then :-/ things escalate right :-/ because Noah goes in with intentions of seduction! But you won’t be fooled by hot band boys! You are grown! You know ur worth and you refuse to be another notch in this boy’s belt and I think that would be the nail in the coffin for our guy Noah. Bc he goes back to someone in the band (Nicky <3) and is like “she… said no?” And he’s VERY confused you see because He’s Noah Sebastian and he doesn’t do well with rejection and you were very kind but refused him and so Nick is like “did you try asking her to lunch before propositioning her with sex?” And Noah is like hmmmmm…… a concept, Nicholas……. So he returns to you, asks you to lunch, you say yes because you know you’ll be able to resist the call of him bending you over a table in a public cafe at noon (stronger than me tbh), and Noah is so PLEASED. He is giddy. He realizes he’s more excited about your lunch (baby does not know it’s a date) than the possibility of getting to have sex with you bc he desperately wants to know more about you, stalks your Instagram on his burner, finds your headshot for your work on their website and proceeds to tell anyone who will listen (Folio) about how photogenic you are. Anyways! So yeah you go on a date lunch outing and it’s in your neighborhood so you show him the cute shops up the road and he buys you a book you’ve been wanting but haven’t invested in because you have no room on your shelves (“do you want to go to IKEA?” “For what?” “For a bookshelf, I can build it for you-“ “Noah.”) and he thinks he’s never gonna be happy again until he sees that sparkle in your eye when he handed you the flimsy sack containing the tome you so desired! And maybe he gets brave enough to hold your hand as he walks you back to your car! And maybe you’re not just another notch on his belt so you invite him back to your place for coffee! And maybe! Maybe he shyly asks if he can kiss you in your kitchen and you say yes and he tastes like cream and sugar and his hands are on your hips but not your ass and he’s smiling into the kiss and it’s making you giggle and maybe I’ll light myself on fire from where I’m watching outside the kitchen window! The end good morning everyone.

[dontbesoweirdkira]

Hey, it's me again, I hope you are still open for requests! You said I could ask for Mic content and, if I still can, what about some DadMic headcanons, with his own child and/or an adopted one?! Which one you prefer is fine! I hope you are doing well and thank you for the opportunity you gave me! Take care 💗

A/N: Hey you!! Thank you for requesting, it means a lot that you like my present mic work. And yes, you most definitely can have some DadMic headcanons. If you have any more requests just let me know. I did hours worth of homework and it deleted so i’m kind of like forget school and imma become a professional headcanon writer so honestly hit me up with as much stuff you want :)))))))

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(i kind of wrote this like you are in the ages of like 6-10 so just keep that in mind)

-I feel he would have his child out of wedlock, maybe when he was younger out partying things got a little crazy then bam, next thing he knows he has a child with no mom and no idea what to do.

-cAlLs AizAwa 

-No but He’s a great Dad honestly, although he's clueless sometimes, he tends to figures things out fairly quickly

- At first it was really hard for him since he had this baby, a new hero career, and the whole world trashing on him, he totally broke down a few times and wanted to give up. BUt aizawa and his other friends helped him through and encouraged him

-You’re his little sunshine and HE LOVeS yoU tO death

-calls you literally any pet name that is very soft and cute and innocent

-He buys evErything for you, i swear! If you just look at something for more than two seconds, it’s in his cart and he’s buying it for you

-”dad you don-”

-”shh pumpkin, let daddy buy it for you.”

-your room is filled with what every girl wants to have

-He learns to do your hair, no matter the texture or thickness or length, he’ll watch youtube videos and figure it out

-he lets you do his hair as well, braiding it, curling it whatever, he’s totally fine with it. JuSt DoNt CUt iT

-New school year and you need new clothes?? Yeah over 1,000 dollars worth of stuff brought.

-speaking of school, sometimes you get comments and stuff from teachers or students because you might not look like him or because you don’t know who your mom is, ect.

-At first when you were younger, it didn’t hurt you, you couldn’t understand that anyways, but as you started to get older it affected you more and more until one day you came home crying to present, and it literally breaks his heart

-”Daddy, why isn’t my skin as light as yours, and my hair isn’t as thin? The other kids make fun of me for it...it really hurts me. And WHere is mom? Does she not love us? You’re really sweet i don’t know why she doesn’t want to be with you…”

-”why are you asking this?”

-”The kids and teachers at school…”

-RAGE MODE ACTIVATED

-He literally storms down to your school and demands that the questions and comments stop or he’s going to press charges

-Never ever was asked about any of those things again...well, more or less, sometimes you hear teachers or students whispering or makings sly comments but you chose to ignore those things 

-”DONT YOU EVER TALK TO ME OR MY LITTLE CUTIE PIE EVER AGAIN.”

-HUGs!! He hugs you like all the time everyday when he sees you. Like it’s his way it’s saying i love you although he screams that to you all the time

-”Y/N MY LITTLE GIRL,” *jump hugs* “I LOOOOOOOVveevVVEVVEvevV Ee YOuuUUUUUUOoUUUU”

- PROTECCS YOU AT ALL COSTS

-Like when the world found out that he had a kid, and he was still kind of a kid himself with a just starting a career, he kind of got shitted on a whole lot...by everyone and the press is always writing stories and stuff so when you were old enough to read or understand some stuff he’d often keep TV off or keep you away from the press and media although that became harder when you had to go outside and go to school but as much as he can limit that crazy stuff you see, he’ll do it.

-He makes sure you can defend yourself and as soon as you get your quirk, he’s training you. He will never push mega hard however he makes sure that the training is vigorous enough that when danger comes...you’re ready 

-Being a pro hero’s child can mean you’re in a lot of danger, people want to kill or kidnap you to hurt the hero so he’s constantly worries and on you about safety

-If your quirk is similar to his, skskkdnjsk he literally will SCREEEEEEEE, he thinks it’s so awesome you have a quirk like his and he will make sure that the both of you will annoy Aizawa 

-As much as Hizashi spoils you, you had to grow up a whole lot quickly. Even though he’s an underground hero and kinda works on his on time, his job is still quite demanding and he has to be gone a lot so that means you need to learn how to cook, clean, do your homework, etc. on your own so if anything happens (god forbid) you know how to take care of yourself. when you were younger tho he’d have a babysitter/nanny to look and take care of you while he’s at work

-Although when he is home he cooks and does all of that stuff. HE'S A REALLY GOOD COOK??????? Like seriously and don’t let me get started on the pastries he makes...mmmm yummm…

-only burnt down the kitchen once...Don’t tell Aizawa plez ;-;

-He actually feels very very bad about leaving you at home a lot with responsibility, he’s all about fun and really just being a kid so he always apologizes to you and plans something super fun when he’s off of work. Like laser tag, going out for ice cream, or just building forts at home. He makes sure you have a balance

-He might’ve brought you a puppy so you would have a friend, you let him name the puppy and now you have a “Mr.Ruffkins” running around your house

-He let’s you have girls night which is basically just you and him and sometimes a friend, and you guys just paint each other nails, put bows in each others hair, all the girly stuff,  and just talk about anything. 

-It’s his way i guess to make up for the mother-daughter time you don’t have in your life

-Cute picnics at the park with a bunch of snacks and you guys will just feed the little duckies and animals 

-Brings you around his agency or to his radio show all the time, like everyone that works there knows and loves you a whole lot. You even have a mini cute pink desk with a name tag on it.

-You have a little segment on his show called “LittleMic and PresentMic” and you guys just talk about crazy weird stuff and reach out to single Dads who are also raising up kids. It’s super cute i swear.

-Aizawa is your tired uncle that says he hates coming over but he comes over like everyday and eats all your food while watching TV on the couch 

-He’s the best uncle though but he’s super blunt. So sometimes you go to him for advice or just to talk. He adores you though and checks on you while DadMic is at work or something. 

-Aizawa call you “Kiddo” or “littleMic” or just “y/n”

-Present lets you pick out his new tattoos, and one time he let you draw one���.now he has a crooked purple butterfly on his arm...it’s all good tho

-Father daughter danceeeeee ya ya ya! You guys bring the moves and the music to the dance floor like get out the mf way swines.

-He picked out your dress and you picked out his suit, he even let you do a little man bun

-sometimes when you guys are just chilling at home, you will play some of your favorite classics, and you will step on his feet and he’ll dance, you guess may have fell like twice.

-speaking of music and dancing, he will turn up all of the pop jams that you love (slipping some of his rock n’ roll faves) THROW candy all through out the house and both of you are dancing in weird costumes while singing

-”I LOOOOOOOOvvEEEE ROcKKK N ROLLLLL SO PUT ANOTHER DIME IN THE JUKE BOX bAE bEEEEEEBHEDB”

-You are very much involved in music and he showed you how to make your own mixtapes, playlists, and how to DJ on your own

-piggy back rideeeesss yuuuuhhhhh. When you’re feeling sad he randomly picks you up, twirls you onto his back and runs around the house yells

-”WOOOOOSSSHHHHHH MEGA JET FLYING A SAD PASSENGER, MOVE OUT OF THE WAY WOOOOOSSHHHSHSH”

-Usually does this until you’re laughing and playing along with him

-”KrrSHH THIS IS FLIGHTER PILOT Y/N WITH MY  TRUSTY JET YAMADA ON MY WAY TO DESTROY THE ENEMY PLANE, ANyoNE copPY?”

-one time you like dressed up like him for halloween and it was lit. hair somehow slicked up, black leather jacket and some headphones...wooo child you looked cool

-”PRESENT MIC MAY I GET YOUR AUTOGRAPH???”

-”nO PapArazzi PleAse”

-I feel as though you’d be bilingual, Japanese and English. I feel at home it’ll lean more towards English although there’s a hint of Japanese in there

-He rarely gets mad at you but if he did, it’s probably because you put yourself in danger or something of that sorts

-If you cannot sleep, he’ll let you sleep with him and he’ll have blue clues playing in the bakground to help “sooth you” (he enjoys that show very much”

-”THE CLUE IS RIGHT THERE BLUEEEE”

-”dad? I-”

-Tells you stories about his high school/early life and gives you advice

-”in conclusion do not throw a pumpkin at a security guard or you might get hurt...okay love bug?”

-The sweetest thing ever, like he randomly makes weird faces or says random things to make you laugh

-Forehead kisses or little cheek kisses

-Twirls you around and says “Ah my little princess looks lovely today”

-OMG TICKLE FIGHTS I SWEAR YOU’RE GASPING FOR AIR SOMEONE HELP YOU BUT LIKE ITS FUN

-You help him choose outfits when he’s indecisive

-”take away the scarf and go with the graphic tee and maybe the black boots instead of the red ones”

-”Look at my child, a fashion Icon.”

-He let you decorate the house so now there’s glitter, pink stuff, rainbows and sparkles all around the house but it’s super cute. 

-Many cute photos of you guys in macaroni picture frames.

-HE TAKES PICTURES OF EVERYTHING LIKE STACKS OF PHOTOS SMHHH TAKE THE CAMERA AWAAAAYYYYY

-Being Present’s Child would be super cute and mega fun. He’s one of the most interactive loving dads out there, you would never feel lost or lonely for a second. Seriously he is the dad that we all wanted/ needed as a kid lmao. 

[bamby0304]

Making Fun a Priority VII

This is my first submission for @flames-bring-a-ton-of-ash​ ’s ‘Ash’s Birthday Negan Challenge’. I’ve waited to post it today, because it’s my birthday, and the next one will be posted on Ash’s birthday :):)

The prompt I picked for this one is Glitter!!

Masterlist

Summary: After accepting Negan’s proposal, Brandi is now tasked with figuring out how to deal with her new life and all the changes and challenges that will comes with it.

Warnings: Explicit language, smut, and a little bit of angst.

Bamby

After agreeing to marry Negan I was expecting things to change… but I hadn't expected it to be like this.

I was currently standing in the middle of a lounge area, surrounded by nearly a dozen women. All morning I'd been bombarded with information and little tips. Workers and wives were busy dressing, preparing, and filling me with all the knowledge they knew.

Yesterday was when Negan had made the announcement to the whole of the Sanctuary. It was then that he informed everyone that he had a new wife. It was then that he confirmed my new status. It was then that he declared I would no longer be working. It was then that my life changed completely.

As much as I felt for Negan, and understood what being his wife would mean, I had requested not to be present during his speech. Most of the community knew who I was, they knew me as the kind quiet girl who did the laundry. No one ever had a problem with me. But I was sure my new life would change people's view and opinion of me. I didn't want to be there to see the moment people no longer liked me…

Yes. I was having reservations.

No. It had nothing to do with Negan.

He was great. Since agreeing to be with him three days ago, he'd been nothing but supportive, grateful and understanding. Every day and night, he'd been there for me. Walking me to my room after dinner, walking me to work in the morning. He was always making sure I felt comfortable and was sure with my decision.

I was surprised when he suggested we not sleep together until everything was set in place and I was settled in. After the last time we were together I kind of thought things would blow up like crazy after that… but other than a few kisses, things had been pretty innocent.

Another thing that surprised me was how friendly his wives were being. Part of me had been in denial, I thought for sure they'd resent me, but yet here they were, being so helpful. It was as if they were… pleased? Relieved? Grateful?

Despite how nice they were being, the wives were just one of the reasons I was having reservations. Seeing them so glad I was around made me think this thing with Negan, this honeymoon stage, was going to end and leave me as miserable as they were.

Then there was everyone else. Everyone out of my marriage and the surrounding women. The workers and Saviours. My friends and family. My image never really meant much to me until the moment my image was tied to my safety.

What if someone hates my decision so much, and hates Negan even more… what if they try to hurt him by hurting me?

Then there was the pressure of being something I wasn't sure I could be. How long was it going to take before I was no longer interesting to him? How long was it going to take before I tired of sharing him?

Negan assured me I would never be replaced… but I just couldn't believe it.

Right now, I was standing in a room with about twelve other women and six of them were already married to Negan. That meant, at some point, each and every one of them got boring. If I were to go on Negan's history and the facts, my time would eventually come to an end.

"Here, sweetie. Wear this."

A dress was suddenly hanging in my face.

I couldn't remember the name of the woman handing it to me, all I knew was that she regularly tended to the demands and needs of the wives. There was a team of women who cleaned, cooked and cared for them… for us.

Shoving my train of thought over to the side, I took in the dress before me.

Honestly, it was beautiful. Black, all glitter and sparkles, short, caped sleeves, and a cut-out at the back. Modest, sweet, but subtle sexy all at the same time. There was nothing wrong with it… yet there was.

It just wasn't me.

Just as suddenly as the dress appeared it was gone. Then I was grabbed and pulled down to a sit on a chair close by before hands grabbed and worked on everything that was me.

Women were brushing my hair, pulling and teasing it. I had hands at my face, covering me in makeup. Others were close by, going through more clothes, arranging my new wardrobe.

"Now, remember, image is everything," one woman said for the millionth time that day.

"Always smile in Negan's presence."

"Stay out of the workers' area."

"Speak when you're spoken to."

"Don't cheat on Negan."

"Try not to talk to any man, just to be safe."

"Don't be afraid to ask for anything."

"But don't get too greedy."

"There's no need to get jealous if Negan pays the other wives attention."

"He will go back to you eventually."

"Be grateful when he does come to you."

"Definitely don't be greedy in the bedroom."

"Always try to look good for him."

"Don't try. Just do."

"Oh, and no going in Negan's room."

"No going in Negan's room," they all repeated in unison.

I sat there, taking it all in, finding my already confused and dazed mind getting dizzier and dizzier with each passing second. It was all just so much to take in, so much to remember, so much to do.

The longer I was surrounded by these women, the more I doubted my ability to actually go through with it all.

Tonight, was supposed to be the night. Tonight, was supposed to be the first night Negan and I would officially be married. It was supposed to be the first night we would be together since that night I decided to sign the life I knew away…

I stood in my new room, taking it all in as I waited for someone else to fetch me, or for my new husband to come find me.

The room was… nice?

Really, it was. It was lovely, luxurious, fancy, girly, amazing, beautiful. Dim lighting, a large four poster bed, a couch, cream walls, dark floor boards, a fluffy white rug, dozens of cushions, candles, an antique dresser, a matching vanity. Everything was soft and delicate and feminine… and not me.

After spending all day being bombarded with facts, and getting made-over like a doll, I was tired. I was mentally, emotionally and physically drained.

Sure, I looked nice. The dress hugged my curves perfectly. My hair was curled and pulled back out of my face with half a dozen pins. My face was caked with makeup and glitter. Even the black glitter heels I'd been given to wear were amazing.

But it just wasn't me.

The first day being married to Negan and I was already regretting it. I already felt like I was losing myself. If I lost myself, would he even be interested? If I lost myself how much of me would he still like? How much of me would he still want? How much of my would he still be attracted to?

There was so much doubt going on in my mind I was getting dizzier and dizzier. I was feeling sick. I was literally feeling sick.

I hadn't felt this kind of pressure in years. When the world ended everything actually got better for me. I didn't have to deal with anymore of the crap I'd been dealing with my whole life. Now, none of this compared to that crap, but it was still messing with me.

The last thing I wanted was to ruin what I had with Negan, but if things didn't get better, if he didn't help clear the crap out and reassure me that I'd made the right decision, I was sure I wouldn't last longer than a month.

For a few hours, I'd paced and waited in my room. I wallowed, my mind wondering and wandering. But when no one came, when I was left alone for too long, I decided to venture out. I needed a change of scenery. I needed to get out of my room.

I'd been told to wait. I'd been told someone would come by to check on me. I'd been told some food would be delivered to my room. I'd been told to take the time to get settled in. I'd been told Negan would come by when he had the time.

No one ever came, my patience ran out, my mind was going crazy, so I took matters into my own hands.

My intention hadn't been to go to Negan's room. Honestly. All I'd wanted was to take a walk. I just wanted to stretch my legs and lay my eyes on something that wasn't covered in fluff or glitter. Yet, being so distracted as I walked about, I eventually found myself looking up at the door that led to Negan's bedroom.

Many questions ran through my head in the moment I realised where I was. I questioned whether or not I should know. Whether or not I should go in. Whether or not I should just turn around and go back to my room. But as I stood there, thinking it over, measuring the pros and cons, five words kept repeating in my head.

No going in Negan's room.

When I pushed everything aside and focused on that, I was able to make my mind up and build up enough courage to move forward. Why? Because hearing those women say those words with such certainty made me think they'd never stepped foot passed this door. Or, if they had, whatever they experienced in the room was nothing like I had experienced. That there was enough to make me think I really was different to the others.

Taking a deep breath, I lifted my hand and tapped on the wooden door with three hard knocks.

"Come in."

Without allowing myself a moment to chicken out, I did as the voice said, reached for the handle, turned it, opened the door, and stepped inside.

Keeping my back to him, I closed the door behind me, giving us some privacy while also giving myself one more second or so to collect my thoughts and control my emotions, before I turned to face him finally.

He was sitting on the single seater couch he'd been sitting on the other night. In fact, other than the fact it was day time, the picture before me was a lot like the one from the other night. Negan sitting there, nursing a drink while also doing some work.

Seeing him so relaxed, seeing him like this, I liked it. It eased my worried just a bit. It reminded me of a nicer time when things weren't so complicated. It gave me hope that after all this chaos there might be some normalcy…

I didn't speak. I found myself unable to find any words. The courage I'd mustered up on the other side of the door was well and truly gone. The instant I laid eyes on Negan, the worry disappeared. Instead, it was replaced with a new haze… a haze only he brought on… a haze I didn't hate.

Luckily, Negan was never really the silent type. He finished up whatever he was working on before lowering the pages and lifting his eyes.

When his gaze fell on me, he was taken aback. His eyes racked up my form, his lips curving up into a grin, his teeth pulling his bottom lip into their grip. I could practically hear his thoughts. Once his eyes locked onto mine, he uttered one word in a single breath.

"Fuck."

Suddenly, I was nervous. I looked to the ground and fiddled with my fingers as a blush crept onto my cheeks. Still, no words came.

His grin grew. "Speechless, sweetheart?" He leaned forward in his chair, eyes roaming over my body again. "So was I for a second. You look so fucking hot right now. If I'd known this is what'd been waiting for me, I would have left work for later." His tongue ran over his lips, his eyes darkening. "Speaking of your room… what made you leave it? Needed to come see me?"

At first, I thought I should just lie and say yes. Feed his already huge��ego. But then I remembered that there really was a reason I left my room, and if I didn't say anything then nothing would get fixed. I came here for a reason, it was time to speak up.

"It's all a little overwhelming, actually." My voice was small, unsure, nervous. I really didn't want to upset him. But I needed to be heard. "Don't get me wrong, I love the room, and the clothes and the hair and the…" I gestured to my face and all the makeup, "but it's a bit much. I'm just not used to it. And… I'm worried."

"Worried?" he repeated, curious and a little concerned.

I quickly nodded, going on. "It's not about you. And it's not about anyone else. At least, not entirely. I mean, it's not their fault. There's nothing you can do, or they can do. It's all about me. And if I wasn't so worried I'd just ignore it and move on, but I don't want it to come between us, and I don't want to ruin anything, and I'm worried if I don't say something you'll realise something is wrong, and the it'll be too late, and I really would have ruined-"

"Brandi," he cut me off, his smile still in place- only now it was smaller and sweeter. "You're rambling."

My head fell once more as a sigh escaped my lips. "Sorry."

Chuckling, he pushed himself up to his feet. "Sweetheart, don't apologise. I think it's cute you're so worried you're getting all tongue tied." He walked towards me. "But I can't help if you don't tell me what's actually wrong."

I waited until he stood in front of me, both of us looking at each other's eyes, that line of respect in place, before I spoke up.

"I don't want to marry you and then become someone else. All these clothes. The makeup. The room. All the information. It's a lot to take in, and it's making me feel like in order for this to work, I have to be someone else. It's making me feel like what we had before was you having a little fun, and now everything had to be managed and controlled like the rest of our lives."

Still smiling, he shook his head at me lightly. "First of all, whatever you've been told by the other women… forget it. They don't know what we've done. You're different. You're the first woman I've brought in here. You're the first woman I've spent the entire night with. You're the first woman I didn't give up on after she said no. So their rules and your rules? Entirely different."

Gotta admit… that made me feel a little better.

"Secondly, if you don't want the dresses, the makeup, or even the room, you don't have to have all that. I want you to be comfortable. But, if I had it my way, you won't be in those clothes or in that room much anyway." His grin turned suggestive once more.

My blush returned as I chuckled a little.

"And lastly, there's nothing you could do that will make me want you less. I know who you are. I chose you because of who you are, not how you look or what you can give me. I like you Brandi. I like this thing between us. Just because you're my wife now, doesn't mean any of that has changed."

"Really?"

"Really." He nodded, his smile slipping ever so slightly. "I thought I'd already made that clear. What do I have to do to prove it to you?"

"I don't know," I admitted. "I just… I need to know this is different. We're different."

Looking down into my eyes, contemplating my words, I could see his mind ticking and thinking. I wasn't entirely sure what was going on up there, but the longer he stayed silent, the more his smile faded and the harder his eyes grew.

"You wanna know this is different?"

I gave a sharp and short nod. "Yes."

Reaching forward, he cupped my face and brought my face to his. Before I could register what was really happening, his lips were pressed against mine in a kiss so deep I felt it settle in my chest. My heart fluttered, my stomach flipped, my head spun and my core began to tingle in anticipation for more of his touch.

Then, he pulled away. One hand continued to cup my face, his thumb stroking my cheek, but the rest of him pulled back.

"Tonight, I'm running you a bath. We're going to have a drink, sit in the tub and talk. Or not, maybe we'll just sit. Whatever you want."

I raised an unsure brow at him. "You, in a bath?"

"Yes." He nodded as if that was obvious. "There's no fucking way I'm leaving you alone to clean all that glitter crap off your face. I'm gonna be there to help you get that shit off. Then, you're gonna get dressed in one of my shirts, I'm gonna get in some pants, and then we're gonna go to bed. No sex. Just sleep."

"Seriously?"

"Seriously."

I was understandably sceptical. I thought for sure he'd try something while we were naked in the bath, or maybe once we were under the covers. But, for the rest of the night, he made no move. Other than a few kisses, a nice foot rub, and some cuddling in bed, nothing happened… and as I fell asleep that night I finally believed this would work.

Bamby

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[crushedrosepetals]

I don't make the rules but you need to answer all the 51 questions of asks

This scared the shit out of me bc all I saw was “I don’t make the rules but you need to..” and I thought someone was sending me anon hate or some shit lol

1. Zodiac sign: Leo

2. Sexual orientation: I don’t know anymore lol

3. Relationship status: Single

4. Someone you miss: I realized awhile ago that I miss a lot of people I used to see everyday but I miss my best friends the most I think

5. Person who’s arms you’d like to be in: my best friend lol

6. What you find attractive in Men/Women? idrk what this question is asking but like Dark hair and blue eyes has always been my Type™ lol

7. How tall are you? Like 5′5

8. What you love about yourself? I love how much I love as lame as that sounds. Gotta big heart lol. I also hate that about myself though tbh

9. What you’re doing tomorrow? I don’t know yet 

10. What are your future plans? I don’t know yet lol

11. Your last night out in detail: 

12. Your favourite book: I haven’t read a book in literal years i think lol

13. All of pets you’ve ever had: I’ma name them lol. Mindy, Sparkles, Glitter, Bitsy, and then bella 

14. Something that changed your life: A person that I don’t want to know anymore

15. Do you remember your last dream? I know I had one but I don’t remember what it was tbh 

16. What your last text message says? The last conversation I had was on Snapchat but I don’t remember what it was bc the person I was talking to was annoying me lol

17. Do you respect your government and the way your country is run? This is really funny tbh

18. Where you would like to live? Somewhere beautiful where everything I need is in walking distance I think lol. maybe the city

19. Your  favourite flavour of ice cream: idk tbh

20. Last thing you ate: Mac and Cheese

21. Which swear word do you use the most? Fuck probably lol

22. Your plans for summer: OOh idk lol far far away

23. Any upcoming concerts? ahhh! State Champs and With Confidence are going on tour in a few months and I think I’m going! I just recently discovered both of them and I’m super fucking excited

24. Something that you’re proud of: I’m not dead yet thats all I got lol

25. Do you still talk to your first crush? Lol nooo

26. What language do you want to learn? Italian

27. Where you  have lived before? Only the us

28. Eye color: Brown

29. Favourite style of clothing: I don’t know how to describe my style?? tbh kinda girly. like chokers, dresses, heels, etc. you can check out my side blog if you want to know my fashion style;) @itshardtowatchyouwalkaway

30. How long does it take you to get ready in the morning? I shaved my head so that like cut the time in half. The only makeup I wear most of the time is eyeliner so other than that it’s just getting dressed.

31. Where did you go today? I went to look for a chair for my new desk! 

32. Where are you right now? In bed like half asleep lol

33. How many countries have you visited? None:(

34. Something old: I found this lego giraffe that i had when I  was a kid lol

35. Something new: I got a new desk chair! it’s real cute!

36. Something inherited: bad genes and personality

37. Is death more scary than life? To a certain extent 

38. Experience you’ll never forget? I did any embarrassing thing that I literally can’t and haven’t mentioned to anyone yet so that lol

39. What’s your favorite part about today so far? Idk I was like really happy today but nothing really good happened tbh

40. Who is your hero? No one

41. Are you happy with where you live? Kinda. Like the area is nice and the people are like eh but it’s kinda out of the way

42. Do you like your handwriting? Ye! it’s the only good thing abobut me

43. What do you wear to bed?booty shorts and a sweatshirt with knee high socks bc i hate wearing actual pants lol

44. Tea or coffee? tea

45. Chocolate or Vanilla? vanilla

46. Are you excited for anything? Concert in a few months!

47. How late did you stay up last night and why? till 2 probably lol my sleep schedule is fucked and i’ve been doing that lately

48. What’s your ringtone? i usually have my phone on silent i genuinely dk lol

49. Did you have a dream last night? I did but i dont remember it!

50. What keeps you going each day? I don’t know anymore lol i’m just kinda.. runnin

51. Picture of yourself; maybe tomorrow tbh

These are lame answers I'm so sorry lol