#like bruh that ain’t it sis

[emeraldbabygirl]

Bro I’m sorry I gotta make a post on this cause I’m so confused. Are there actually people on here that make gifs and then be like “don’t use my gifs for fanfics” like.. ??? Uhhh hello you make a gif and put it on the Internet anyone can use it? If you don’t want someone to use your gif don’t make it??? Like??? What? That would be like me making a post and being like “you can’t reblog this.” Uhhh ??? Tf? It’s online and if I didt want people to interact with my posts then why make them??

Another thing I’ll never understand is when people have like a whole laundry list of people they don’t want to interact with them? Like first off it’s the internet and unless you have literally everythig about you in your bio or a pinned post how is anyone gonna know what type of a person you are? Like they just assume they know you? Like I have no idea who anyone is that interacts with my posts unless they have a username or pfp that leads me to assume something about them? Or if I go to their blog and like comb through it to see what type of person they are? And who does that? Why waste my time on some random stranger just so see what type of sexuality they are or what ethnicity they are or if they hate broccoli, it’s not my business and I don’t care. I don’t get it, a lot of those people I don’t even interact with because I look at their lil “dni” and I say fuck that shit and leave. Like I don’t care who likes or reblogs or whatever on my posts if someone likes my content that’s a plus for me why should I care what type of person they are as long as they aren’t an asswipe to me personally I don’t care and it ain’t my business. I just find it so weird how people like go out of their way to set these “rules” and stuff and they aren’t gonna know who a person is that likes a post of their unless that person tells them and why would a stranger tell someone something about another stranger like?? You don’t need to know everything about everyone online, privacy is a friend! Even with the age stuff like I don’t post my age. Y’all don’t need to know how old I am, I don’t even know how old my friends are unless it comes up in conversation just like everything else. I don’t know everything about my friends online and vice versa and why should we?

Anyway just a lil rant for me I just don’t get when people think others are like “obligated” to have their blogs a certain way or to say certain things or have to follow rules cause the biggest thing is you can’t tell people what they can and can’t do, people are gonna do and say and act however they want and if you have a problem with that it’s on you. You don’t have to agree and if you don’t just do the internet equivalent of walking away. Like I always say “bitches be crazy”

[skylarsblue]

✦Even. More. Incorrect C.o.D Quotes.✦

Y/N, pinning Soap’s arms with their thighs in sparring: Haha! Eat shit, Scotsman! Soap, struggling: FUCKIN’ ‘ELL, The hell is in your thighs?! Y/N: Pure spite and protein, bitch! --

Someone: Hey Johnny. Y/N: Oh, no, only Ghost can- Soap: Oi! Only Y/N & Ghost can pull that off, it’s Soap to you. Y/N: Yeah he- wait me too? *gaaassp* Ohhh is this what favoritism feels like?! Soap: Pfft, maybe! Y/N: I enjoy it a lot! <3

-- American!Y/N: Fuckin’ git, he’s off his rocker, that one. The entire team: … American!Y/N: *dramatically smacks their hand over their mouth* Gaz: *laughing* Was that genuine?! Y/N: AH, I’ve been conditioned! I’ve been colonized! Soap: COLONI-*WHEEZE*

-- Fem Fatal!Y/N: What th- what is this, a spy movie? You want me to infiltrate by being some eye candy?! Laswell: It’s the best option we have. Ghost: I disagree with this. Soap: Me too! This feels real nasty, I think. Fem Fatal!Y/N: *sigh* Fine, I’ll do it. God gave me these tits for a reason, might as well use’em for somethin’. Gaz: PFF-no no, don’t be funny, this is a bad situation.

-- Graves: No! You can’t, cause if you take it- …you’ll be hurting my feelings :((( Ghost: You know, I was thinking about that. And, the thing is…I really don’t care.

-- (In a ride back to base; just makin’ conversation)

Gaz: Do you find boys attractive? Or girls. That’s one what to check, if you’re not sure. Y/N: *chuckles* You think I’m not sure? Y/N: Everyone’s attractive to be honest, even if it’s just something small. Like, some people have really gorgeous hands. Y/N: I don’t know…I’m a little bit in love with everyone I meet. But I think that’s normal. Gaz: …hm, suppose that’s a fair answer…

-- Soap, laughing: You watch it or might just start fallin’ for ya, L.T! Ghost: …would you like to? Soap: Eh-…huh? Simon: Would you like to? Fall in love with me, I mean… Soap: ….well I-…well, yeah. I wouldn’t mind…if you’d let me. Simon: …I’d let you. Soap: Well then, guess that’s it then. Woo me, Si. Simon: I’ll do my best.

-- Someone: I don't need advice from a team of virgin losers. Y/N: VIRGIN LOSERS?! *grabs Price’s shoulder and motions to him aggressively* You gonna tell me you think this man doesn’t fuck for a living?! HAVE YOU SEEN HIM?! Gaz & Soap: *for the millionth time trying not to laugh* Price: *he’s not encouraging it but he does look kinda smug*

-- Gaz, on TikTok: Everyone’s always like “Kyle how’d you bag a baddie, how’d you bag that baddie bruh-“ I didn’t bag shit. Y/N picked me up from my neck, threw me over their shoulder and I’ve been on it ever since. (Zooms out to show that he is in fact, on their shoulder) Gaz: And I ain’t got no plans on getting off anytime soon-

(This also works with Soap & Ghost)

-- Y/N: Why’s it always you got mommy issues or you got daddy issues? Me personally? Both my parents got me messed up, the side I pick? Is mine. I ain’t Hannah Montana- Y/N: 🎶but I got the best of both worlds!~��� Ghost: *he’s laughing on the inside, I swear*

-- Ghost, on the verge of dissociating: Why be sad…when you can just be ✨g o n e✨ Soap: Si, no-

-- Graves: Punch me. In the face. Didn’t you hear me? Y/N: I always hear “punch me in the face” when you speak, but it’s usually subtext. Graves: *huff* Well I- *gets punched so hard he falls over* Y/N: ….that felt good. Ghost: I’m so proud- Price: Stop encouraging them.

-- Soap, bursting into the briefing room: Y/N got into a fight! (Insert running scene) Price: Soldier, what hap- Ghost, sliding up in front of them: Did you win? Y/N: Of course I won. Ghost: Nice. Price: STOP ENCOURAGING VIOLENCE-

-- Y/N, in a vent above a room: Soap, it’s me, the devil! Soap: *wheeze* Gaz: *trying so hard not to laugh* Y/N: I’m here to convince you to do SIN. Come with me. Steal candy from babies and from small businesses! Soap: *WHEEZE*

-- Y/N, passing by: *does that super flirty “up & down” look* Hey König…~ König: Hallo, guten morgen. Y/N: *smiles and keeps going* König, as soon as they’re gone: *deep breath* Ohmeingottohmeingott *tiny scream*

-- Ghost after being asked about his feelings on Soap: *heavy breathing* ……..nextquestion-

-- Gaz, a menace on TikTok: Batches be on the lookout for Captain Save-A-Hoe, cause he savin’ hoes. Price, minding his business: ? Y/N, dramatically “swooning” in the background: I WANNA BE SAAAAAVED *falls* Price, unaware he’s having a thirst trap made for him: ?????

-- (I think bullying Graves is funny)

Graves: Let me tell you how this is gonna work- Y/N: You ain’t gonna tell me shit. Graves: Listen!- Y/N: Suck my dick. Graves: Listen to me!- Y/N: Suck my dick. Graves: Shut up, listen to me! Y/N: Suck my dick, you fuck man. Graves: Listen!! Y/N: Suck my dick. Graves: You will be here and listen to my ord- Y/N: You’ll be here sucking my dick. Graves: Listen to me, now! Y/N: Go fuck yourself.

-- Y/N: I would rather lead my team into a pit of fire, than have them wield guns for your ignorant usurper cunt of a general. Price: *mans is so proud it’s showing in his chops*

-- Simon: Your eyes are like sapphires…jeez…ahem, that’s pretty corny though, huh? Soap, swooning: No, not at all. Anyone would like it…aha… Simon: …uh…is this- Soap: Working? Oh yeah, thoroughly wooed, sir. Simon: Good, good.

-- Price: Please tell me you didn’t drag the boys into this. Y/N: I didn’t drag Soap & Gaz into this! *insert banging on door* Price: Who is that? Y/N: I think you know.

-- Soap: I wouldn’t wish that ‘pon my worst enemy. Unless, of course, we’re talkin’ ‘bout my enemy Philip Graves. Soap: Fuck you, Phillip(/neg), you know what you did.

-- Gaz: So you have feelings for this person. Just rip the bandaid off. Y/N, with daddy issues: It’s Price. Gaz: *inhales through his teeth* Put the bandaid back on.

-- Y/N: …Ghost? You’re into Ghost? Soap: Mhm…thoughts? Y/N: And prayers, Johnny. And prayers.

-- Gaz: Are you straight? Y/N: *chokes on drink* Don’t ever fucking insult me like that ever again.

-- (Some type of escort mission or somethin’)

Price: This woman wouldn’t know how to fix a broken fingernail. Fem!Y/N: Honestly, you lot have to be the most boorish, crude, pig-headed men I’ve ever met. Price: Hey, I’ve seen the high-bred boys you’ve hung out with, princess. I’m the only man you’ve ever met.

(Insert overly intense sexual tension here)

-- König: How does that even make any- *knife sound* König: *looks down at the knife in his thigh* Did you just- *takes knife out* Did you just stab me? What is your problem?!

-- (I’m only using Alejandro cause the dude in the audio had a slight Spanish accent, mans is definitely a feminist)

Alejandro: It’s not natural for girls to fight. Fem!Y/N: Now it’s not natural for a man to be as stupid as he is tall, but mm. Here you stand! Alejandro, in love: …

[celaenaeiln]

Im sorry, but what is this obsession with turning robin Dick into a angry monster? He wanted to kill the guy who killed his parents and that makes him bad? Because I’ve wanted to kill people for a lot less so *wipes sweat from brow* oh no.

Was Robin Dick deranged? Yes. Psychotic, bonkers, had a couple dozen loose screws? ABSOLUTELY YES!

But was he also sweet, awe-inspiring, caring, and happy? Duh!! He was the first child hero bro! Ofcourse he was. He had to be because he was a child hero born in the 40s and they might’ve been depressed as hell but they sure ain’t gonna show that on the outside!

Late teens Dick was a dangerous, flaming hot, fashion designer bag of rage and stress and he’s fucking valid for that because Bruce kicked him out because he was worried and jealous. I wouldn’t know where to throw that all rage either if that was me. Certainly not running a team of the best child heroes, unlike him- the crazy asshole.

And why. Why. WHYWHYWHWYHWYWHYYYYY ARE PEOPLE ALWAYS COMPARING JASON AND DICK?! If one exists the other cannot. Bro, they’re not a fucking coin. So WHY?!

Ok. Okay. Lets say that Dick had anger issues because he wanted to kill his parents’ killer. Then did Jason not have anger issues because he threw a drug dealer that had nothing to do with him off a roof to the man’s death thus leading to a fraught relationship between him and Batman until he died? No? Then fuck off!

Why does one have to be boxed into a category so the other can look better. Dick and Jason both developed anger issues but at two different times. Dick’s started when he and Bruce began feuding at 17. Jason started when he came back with a vengeance at 19. Oh. Would you look at that. They both got angry because of Batman at around the same age! What a coincidence. Perhaps writers did that because they needed them to move into a new story arc in their lives like what actual people do at 18.

And here’s the main thing. If Jason was a cute, innocent angel that became angry and temperamental after coming back from the dead, then why can’t you grant the same olive branch to Dick? How can you say that Jason had the capability of changing from robin to Redhood while Dick could not do the same for his Robin to Nightwing? Looking at the comics, Dick was super sweet (“Holy Batman!”) so why is it so hard to believe he changed too when Bruce ripped his family colors from him and threw him out on the streets because of his own jealousy and love.

So can we please, please change the fucking narrative here? The Golden Boy grew into a multifaceted single parent who has too many kids and is in charge of the whole world and The Cool Kid became an incredible crime fighting warlord who fights for Justice even in outer space. They’re both equally cool, right?

Now back to what I was saying -THEY ARE NOT WHO YOU THINK. The real angry kid here is Damian so why are you pushing that brand onto both of these two when they were nothing like that?!

That label-making factory should be shut down and sued for fraud because here’s how it is:

Dick - deranged, happy robin. The one you whip your head over your shoulder at to make sure you heard him correctly because he says the craziest shit in the most chirpiest of tones. He’ll set fire to a bad guy’s pants and walk back whistling to a secretly approving Batman (canon btw).

Jason - rational, boastful kid. The one you smirk at because the both of you saw someone egg a house who you know is owned by an asshole. He goes into battle fists first or he’ll hold back Batman when he’s gone too far (canon btw).

Tim - bruh no labels because what the fuck is he even. He’s a combo of Jason and Dick. He’ll say something that’s crazy but in a completely calm voice so you dismiss it or think he’s joking (canon btw).

Damian - rational, angry kid. The one where he’s angry but he’s cute and he means the best so you wanna wrap him in a blanket and throw him up in the air and laugh as he shrieks angrily on his way down. He’ll steal the bat sign and run around with it until Batman makes him put it back (canon btw).

So, in conclusion, because my English teachers taught me to end any essay with a concluding paragraph even though this sounds less like an essay and more like a stream of words from my consciousness - Jason and Dick were happy kids. Yes, Dick grew angry at 17 because Bruce wouldn’t let him stay with the titans and he fired him over a bullet wound but no, you cannot use Tony Zucco as his defining point.

Because, to be fair, you are not your past. Your past can shape you but it does not define you. Where you come from does not dictate who you will be. That depends on you and what you believe is right. And neither Dick nor Jason let their pasts define them. So don’t call either of them angry robins when they were both happy as possible.

Please give this some thought because having either one of them angry so young isn’t fun for anyone. Love to see them raging though. Give me wild, powerful Dick Grayson effortlessly whirling down dozens of enemies in a storm of electrical fury. Give me crazy, badass Jason Todd taking down men in a fiery blaze of a tornado given form. Give me that anger. Just not at fucking 8.

[earthtoharlow]

SERIES MASTERLIST

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THATGIRLSTACEY

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thatgirlstacey: never fazed by what my old flings gotta say 💯💯

📸 : my hubby

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jackharlow: never ever

user: so Jack wasn’t kissing a white girl in the club?

user: I want better for you

user: you a bitch but one thing about that face card…

neelamthadhani: let ‘em know sis!

user: you need to leave that white boy!

user: you know what i understand Jack I really do

druski: I know your man does but do you cheat as well 👀

user: druski outta pocket 🤣🤣🤣

haileybieber: I’m so in love with you 😍

user: you seem kinda fazed idk

JACKHARLOW

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jackharlow: if “just throw it in the bag” was a person 🙄🫠

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user: oh so you remembered you have a child

user: such a cutie!!!

user: I’ll be a step mom

user: that jacket tho !!

thatgirlstacey: you love it tho 🤭

user: I’m happy you took the time out your busy cheating schedule to hang out with your daughter

urbanwyatt: my favorite niece!

jackharlow: she’s your only niece

thatgirlstacey: hopefully not for too long 🙃

jackharlow: 😬

THATGIRLSTACEY

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thatgirlstacey: you could say it was love at first sight 😍 tbt

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user: so he met Stacey first?

user: uh

user: you a big loser

user: he trying to figure out who to you are

user: so he’s known her before he started dating Y/N???

jaydawayda: I remember this night 😍😍

user: goals !!

jackharlow: forever glad we reconnected

JACKHARLOW

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jackharlow: all I need in this life of sin

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user: y’all been posting each other a lot lately, which one of you cheated 🤣

barbieblank: what a beautiful family…

user: I love when Jack remembers he’s a father

user: I love Willow 😍😍😍

user: guess Drizzy was lying about that white girl 🫠

neelamthadhani: 🥹🫶

user: I guess Jack is actually loyal this time

THESHADEROOM

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theshaderoom: uh oh looks like #StaceyJames Harlow is finally getting her lick back! Stacey was seen drunkenly leaving the club kissing a mystery man! I wonder what’s going through #JackHarlow’s head right now 👀

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user: HOLY SHIT!!!!

user: Jack deserves this tbh

user: that Y/N voodoo

user: how could she do this to him :(

user: ok but someone find out who the dude is he kinda fine

user: Y/N and Drake is somewhere laughing

user: I love karma

user: *pretends to be shocked*

user: SLUT

user: these hoes ain’t loyal

THESHADEROOM

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theshaderoom: whew chile! The drama never stops in the Harlow household! According to fitness model, #BarbieBlank, #JackHarlow is the father of her 6 month old, Noah! A couple weeks ago, #Drake stepped into #StaceyJames Harlow’s comments claiming he saw Jack with a white girl in the club! By the looks of it, it might’ve been Barbie! Just yesterday, we broke the news that Stacey was seen kissing another man. We hope this is all one big misunderstanding!

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user: I’m so fucking dead

user: bruh

user: this drama is better than any reality tv show

user: oh Y/N voodoo is working overtime!!

user: only person I feel bad for is poor Willow, and Noah

user: pray for them y’all, cause they damn sure gonna need it

user: Jack never heard of condoms? God damn

user: Jack is the reason why they teach sex education in schools

user: how does he find the time

user: glad y/n is away from this !!!

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[mindnmybidness]

No tea no shade, not even pink lemonade… Pero like…I really don’t understand how people are out here being grown with their friends… like… loool you ain’t my bruh once we done swapped spit let alone sex.. you my sis, but you want some pum pum from meeee???? Huuuh?! Looool please stop the nonsense!

[whitestgray]

We’ve all seen those fanfics where Fresh is a big baby who gets bullied a lot, right? And MaMa NiGhTmArE and her gang have to go save her?

This is Fresh meeting THAT Fresh. The conversation would go something like this:

(F is Fresh, B is Baby Fresh)

F: Where be yo funky glasses?

B: W-well, I didn’t really like them, and Mom said I didn’t have to wear them, s-so-

F: You gotta mom?

B: You’re just a b-bully! Like those monsters who were hitting me and saying bad words, b-because they said I was a- a freak!

F: You be LETTIN ‘em hit ya??? And say not-rad thangs??? Not radical, bruh.

B: N-no! I couldn’t stop them, and I wasn’t going t-to hurt them, so-

F: You ain’t gonna hurt them? Sis, you’re like, stronger than them. You legit took over Sans’ body.

B: N-no I didn’t! What do you m-mean?

F: This ain’t rad, broski. *takes glasses off and eats B’s soul* Ugh.

[lovecanyon]

INSTAGRAM BLURB

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summary: y/n’s pregnancy gets exposed ft euphoria cast members coming to her defense xx

harry styles x reader

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harrystylesupdates y/n seen in malibu yesterday pregnant!!

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harryfan4 BITCH WHAT

harryfan6 is this real…..

harryfan3 bruh y/n is lucky bye

barbieferreria you guys posted these for what??

harryfan5 she’s obviously trying to hide from the paparazzi

harryfan7 IS THIS WHY SHE’S DOING ALL THE EUPHORIA INTERVIEWS ONLINE

harryfan2 AND she had to take pictures for the premiere at the beginning of filming!!!!!

jacobelordi imagine if you were a pregnant woman getting followed by men with cameras. you will feel way worse than uncomfortable.

harryfan8 why did i open instagram today

hunterschafer this is so invasive. please delete these.

harryfan10 WAIT THIS IS SO CUTE

harryfan12 LITERALLY HARRY IS GOING TO BECOME A FATHER

harryfan9 it was so obvious she was pregnant…we haven’t seen her in months

zendaya y/n and harry want privacy. take these down.

harryfan14 IM CRYING

harryfan11 you guys see her pulling up her hood, she didn’t want photos taken of her

anguscloud seriously??? delete

harryfan16 she looks so uncomfortable

harryfan15 so basically y’all exploiting a pregnant woman that hasn’t even announced to the world that she’s pregnant…

maudeapatow please take these down

harryfan17 i mean….we all expected it

harryfan20 damn all the euphoria cast members are commenting

sydney_sweeney y/n deserves privacy, delete these

harryfan19 no wonder why she didn’t go on tour

harryfan18 she went but stayed backstage. i worked both harryween nights!!

harryfan21 omg is she really pregnant?

harryfan18 harry made us sign nda’s so i can’t really speak on it.

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yourinstagram anyways euphoria is out tonight xx.

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harryfan22 Y/N IS SO HOT

harryfan24 damn is she pregnant or not??

harryfan23 pretty sure this was before she was pregnant

harryfan26 she be wearing this on her way to class yall

harrystyles beautiful.

yourinstagram love you baby.

harryfan25 she is now a milf

hunterschafer iconic. so iconic.

harryfan28 THE BADDEST GIRL EVER

harryfan30 my reason to live. my reason to breathe.

harryfan29 she is an icon, she is a legend and she is the moment.

maudeapatow ugh on my knees

harryfan32 LMAO SHE’S IGNORING THE FACT THAT HER PREGNANCY GOT LEAKED

harryfan34 girl just wait. she’s planning her revenge.

harryfan31 season two is her season!!!!

harryfan33 harry is probably gonna watch every episode :,)

zendaya material girl

harryfan35 the literal blueprint

harryfan37 wife

jacobelordi maddy. the most glamorous.

harryfan39 is she going to class?

harryfan36 MOMMY? SORRY! MOMMY? SORRY!

harryfan38 our good sis maddy is back

gemmastyles yessss i miss you on my screen

harryfan40 damn gemma too?? sobbing.

sydney_sweeney my ride or die

harryfan42 queen ready to play

anguscloud #teammaddy

harryfan44 it’s quiet ain’t no back talk

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Daily Mail

Harry Styles management sue paparazzi for taking photos of a pregnant Y/N L/N.

Recently photo’s of a certain Euphoria star pregnant made headlines everywhere, especially online. Everyone around the world went insane when they saw the pictures. Styles fans were reposting the picture on every social media platform you could think of.

Y/N L/N trended number one on Twitter for two straight days. Her pregnancy was all people could talk about along with her scenes on Euphoria’s new episode.

In response Harry Styles sued all media companies that used the unauthorized photos of Y/N including the paparazzi that took them themselves.

Evidently he won all of the cases and court orders were immediately ruled. Now several media companies can’t photograph L/N or Styles again.

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[hobisstar]

When I Tell You To Come Here You Listen To The Tribal Chief |

Word Count: 2,394 Words and 12,088 Characters

Excuse the grammar errors lol I was definitely rushing

aye aye now dont ask me why it’s so long… it just sounds right to go along with Roman :)

roman reigns x poc!reader ( anyone can read it i’m just a poc so i usually write in poc)

warnings: Language, Sexual Activities (obvy ;) )

Summary: As always Y/N is just trying to stand her ground, like she’s supposed to. Then there is The Tribal Chief, who just loves pushing her buttons most days. One day, Y/N catches herself yelling at the wrong end of the table, The Head Of The Table… What happens when her yelling and boldness gets her in trouble? Will she be acknowledging the Tribal Chief or.. Will he be acknowledging that ASS??!? Shit i don’t know either, But we will find out together :). ——————————————————————————

Pure usual, Y/N is getting ready for her match as any wrestler would obvy right? Well today was different, HELLA different. Everything just seemed off and it didn’t help that Ya know she hasn’t had any s e x in months… The vib was working but not to her liking anymore!

Y/N got to the women’s lockerroom and sat down. It was SummerSlam tonight and she wasn’t wrestling. Don’t worry she was happy because it gave her a break. Being the top of the Women's division was tuff and it was time FOR HER TO GET A ONE DAY BREAK.

Bianca just got done wrestling and headed to the back… we should honestly not talk about the lost but hey at least Becky is back?? Y/N sighed and looked at her bestie just looked sad and down. “ B, at least you had a match tonight. You did good I promise.” She said trying to reassure her. Bianca chuckled. “ Girl you know I didn’t even last that damn long…. Gosh i just feel like my work was for nothing. I just need to eat and shower and we can head out” Bianca said going to catering and Y/N soon following behind.

They got to catering and sat in the corner. “ Ill go get us a plat you sit and relax” Y/N said and got up not waiting for a answer.

She went up to the tables grabbing light things. She paused with the plate in hand and turned and asked Bianca, “ Sis! What do you want-“ Before she could finish she ran into someone getting the plate all over their shirt.

she mentally cursed herself out because whoever it was ran into her but… she just wasted a damn plate of food… That ain’t cool bruh..

“ Yo watch where the hell your going” She said not looking up but getting the food off of the floor and soon got up.

“ Miss Y/N you just put an inter plate of FOOD on The Tribal Chief! He needs to watch out or do you need to watch where your going?” Paul Hayman said.

Y/N looked up and sighed. She wasn’t tall but she was definitely not afraid to stand her ground to someone who thinks he owns everyone and owns the ground they walk on. She hated Roman Reigns… she also hated the fact that he could literally look good in anything…

“ Listen here, Whatever end of the table you are. You save me coming and even if I RAN into you.. I know you see a plate of fucking food in my hand- You know what your not even worth my time explaining to you what YOU did wrong…” Y/N said looking Roman in his face. She chuckled and looked at his ‘The Bloodline’ tee shirt ( imma dead ass get me no lie then shits smack ;) okay back to the story) “ You know it’s looks good covered… never liked the shirt anyways…” She said turning around and throwing the plate away and going to get a new plate for Bianca.

She went over to Bianca and asked what she wanted “ Sis… you worried about food when He is giving you death stares…” She said pointing.. “ Ill do the plates alrighty you sit.” Bianca said and got up instead and sat Y/N down.

“ Gosh i hate him..” She mumbled. She looked back up but saw that Roman and his little whatever… was no where to be found.. Good! She needs a breather from seeing his good looking face…

A few minutes later Bianca came back with plates and gave it to her. “ After you eat go shower so you can relax… you’ve been uptight since earlier this month and you know I hate it when you act like the world has done you wrong. Roman probably had his head up his ass and didn’t see you or, You were just not paying attention and took your anger out on him.

Your both in the wrong but still when you get the chance apologize to him. If not for yourself do it for me. Okay?” Bianca said looking at Y/N.

Y/N sighed and looked at her and nodded. “ Okay ill apologize but i can’t make him say anything…” she said and started eating.

Soon, they were done eating and Bianca soon went to go find Montez and probably get ready to go. They said their goodbyes and went their separate ways.

Once she was close to the Women’s lockerroom she saw Paul standing there. She sighed and kind of just put on a fake smile. “ Hey Paul um.. need something?” she said looking at him. “ No but the Tribal Chief would like to see you in his lockerroom… alone..” He said and soon started walking.

“ Great.. just the part of the table I was looking for..” She mumbled. When they were walking she saw Jimmy and Jey standing outside the door.

They soon turned to Y/N and walked to her. “ What you do Uce?” Jey said shocked. “ I mean we’ve seen him mad.. but never covered in food and pissed off…” Jimmy said.

Y/N rolled her eyes and shrugged. “ It was an accident i guess he will get over it..”

Paul Heyman opened the Door and sent her in. “ We wish you the best of Luck Miss….Y/N” he said and smiled soon closing the door.

She turned around and Looked at Roman who was sitting on a couch in a new shirt and looking Pissed the fuck off… oops?

He soon got up and exhaled. “ So.. when did YOU get so bold around here?” Roman asked looking her dead in the eyes. He was lost for one trying to figure out who she thought she was. Two does she know that he owns her? He pays her?

“ I’m sorry but you can own anyone.. ANYONE but me. You see i own myself. I WORK for MYSELF. You can talk about how you OWN everyone, but watch it when you come to me with that mess because you’ve said it to the wrong person. You know what? You should sit at round table… you won’t even be considered the head of it. Keep your ass out your head and maybe consider some else’s feelings. What you think that you can just talk to anyone or say anything to anyone? You think you can just walk around like you own the place? I’m feed up with you thinking YOU OWN EVERY FUCKING THING. You don’t own anything you barely even own yourself. Nice chatting with you now i’m leaving.” She looked at him then turned around and went to the door.

“ Come here.. now.. turn your ass around..” He mumbled at first fuming now…

She didn’t turn around only stood infront of the door.

Roman got tired and just went up to her and picked her up. “ When the Tribal Chief says Come here.. You listen!” He said putting her on the couch and soon sitting infront of her. He chuckled and soon took off his shirt… “ You know you really make me want to get so feisty… You are always this way… oh i might know why now..” he leaned back and looked her up and down. “ You havent been fucked lately huh?” He said getting closer to her.

She froze and looked at him.. blushing actually and super silent.

“ How about.. I make you scream.. and you’ll see if Daddy actually owns you or not..? Deal?” Roman said putting his hand out.

Y/N honestly was shocked and didn’t know exactly what to say. I mean, she could either get fucked and be owned or she could pass and be a cranky horny girly..

Actually she didn’t think twice.. She shook his hand almost as soon as she fully understood.

“ You just better get your head out of ya ass during this..” She said looking at him.

He laughed, “ Babygirl~ you gotta worry about my head between them legs after this… All that ass..curves..stretch marks.. that fine ass chubby stomach of yours.. i want every each of you as mine..” Roman said looking at her biting his lip, eyes becoming full of lust.. God he waited for this for so long and so did Y/N.

He got closer to her and immediately attacked her lips. She kissed back and soon took the bun out of his hair and let his hair fall. Y/N pulled back admiring his hair and fuck his good looking at face. “ Why are you so damn handsome?” She mumbled looking at, Roman soon smirked and kissed down her neck.

He took off her shirt and groped her chest as soon as he took her shirt off. He kissed down her neck to her chest and to her stomach.

He looked up at her as he kissed down her stomach and soon stopped at her pants.. and grabbed the top of her joggers and soon slid them down and threw them somewhere. “ Oh~ a thong? It’s like you where prepared for The Tribal Chief to his meal.. Might i add your body is lovely, “ he smiled and started kissing down her thick thighs. To every word he said he gave a kiss to her thighs. “ Beautiful,” kiss “Thick,” kiss “ Vanilla like feel,” kiss “ Also one more thing..” he said when he soon took off her thong. “ That body has two owners now..” he smirked “ Time to dig in.

As soon as he finished talking he went to her sweet spot and began eating her out like it was his last meal.

He loved the taste, the honey like texture, and her sweet natural smell.

Y/N was a moaning mess. “ R-Roman~ ah” she said gripping on his hair. His tongue going in places she didn’t know she would feel again. She was in heaven~.

He soon sucked in her numb and she went crazy. He mowed hearing her some what acknowledged him.. in a way?

“ I-I’m about to cum Roman! Please don’t fucking stop at all” she moaned and felt herself near but of course the Trbial Chief couldn’t let his pet cum from just his tongue… he can do that another day..

“ Oh naw baby girl you are about to cum on this cock and when i say you can cum” he said standing and soon took off his pants with his boxers.

SHEEEEESHHH y/n new he was packing but… when them pants was off babyyyyyyy he was bigger than her imagination.

“ why you so shocked baby? I won’t hurt you i want my bet to be comfortable… stop me if you feel any pain i don’t wanna hurt you ever..” he said reassuring her.

He soon slipped his cock in her warm opening, she moaned from the feeling of something besides a damn sex toy in her…

She took a deep breath and nodded and giving a signal that he can move in deeper..

He went deeper groaning soon, “ Fuck, your so damn tight~” he mumbled focusing on going at a slower pace.

Soon, Y/N was used to Roman and they got to moving faster.

Roman was moving his hips as fast and slow every trust. He was hitting her g-spot and soon pulled out to flip her over so her ass was facing him.

She bit her lip clenching the couch loving every moment. She hasn’t been fucked in so long and she needed this.

Roman smack her ass and slid his cock back in her and went back to a slow but sharp stroke slapping her ass every now and then. “ Who owns this ass?” He said looking at the back of her head and when she didn’t answer he slammed his hips into her hearing her moan was just music to his ears.

“ Fuck~ you Roman-“ she said gripping the couch again when he snapped his hips into her and slapped her ass again.

“ It’s Tribal Chief- actually it’s daddy, now repeat it.” He said going at a faster past groaning and gripping her hair pulling her back into his chest.

“ S-Shit it’s you Daddy~ You own this ass~” she moaned feeling herself become closer and closer.

“ You want me to fuck you harder? Huh you want daddy’s cock deeper in that p*ssy?” He said in her ear choking her slightly still giving her room to breathe.

“ Fuck yes daddy fuck me harder! I’m so close” she said feeling herself almost letting go.

“ Don’t you dare cum without my say so~” he technically growled in her ear hitting her g-spot.

With a few more strokes Roman was soon close too. “ Now” he said.

As soon as Roman gave her the okay to cum she released all over him and soon released in her groaning loudly.

She huffed and puffed soon collapsing on the couch.

She was more tired from this then from a damn match ..

Roman pulled out and slapped her ass three good times.. “ Next time keep that damn mouth shut and watch who you are talking to..” he said flipping her over and picking her up.

“ Come on don’t be tired on me now i gotta clean you up so we can go out to dinner baby girl” He kissed her face soothing her back and her ass.

“ You fucked me so good… how you expect me to not be tired..” she chuckled cuddling him and remembered why she actually wanted to talk to him. “ Oh yeah about earlier.. i’m sorry i was just so moody and upset about things and i took it out on you.” Y/N looked up to Roman and pouted.

“ It’s fine baby girl i got you now and i’m sorry for actually not paying attention to were I was going… “ Roman got up while still holding me and soon took me to his shower . “ I’m gonna clean you up and we are gonna go out to eat.. Y/N i think i love you already” He blushed and soon turned on the shower and put Y/N in and got in behind her holding her close.

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heyyyy

now this might be trash as fuck butt aye! at least i tried

i knooow it’s long but it adds details right?

Anygays i hope you guys like it and hopefully more to come

THIS TOOK ME AN HOUR YALL AN HOUR

TagList: @omg-im-such-a-masochist @broken-lunatic @brodieleesclothesline @writinglionqueen @kouturez @itjazzbicch @jazzy-tzw

the tag list isn’t ppl i follow BUT i really like their roman or wwe fics and they kinda inspired me to write one so THANK YOU TO THEM!!!

[5ammi90]

Encanto first watch.

Tell me I did not start up encanto for the first subtitle to be (abuela speaking Spanish).

YEAH THAT’S HELPFUL. WHAT IS THE POINT IF YOU DON’T TRANSLATE. I mean you’re kidding right.

This film is beautiful, oh my days

1:40 minutes in and we already have the death of a family member, Disney is ruthless.

Death of a family member for “magic” candle. Seems like a good trade.

Oh dang the house is sentient. Be afraid.

“Magic” candle doesn’t give gift to family member just to have plot. Rude.

First song. I like it.

Those three kids are on way to much coffee. I was only joking. That kid was seriously drinking coffee. I’m very much agreeing with the kids. There are so many people. What on earth is a ‘grandkids round up’

List of superheroes and their powers. Weather girl, back to the future, food heals all, super hearing, shapeshifter, currently unknown is now dr dolittle, super strength, flower power and broken af.

Wow dissing Bruno right from the get go.

Excuse but you’ve still not mentioned what you’re gift is. I mean I know you don’t have one but still. Drop that bombshell already.

Woo, time to start dragging down Mirable, this is gonna be fun. Delivery dude really beating that horse and he’s only had 40 seconds of screen time. Rest of the movie needs to step up if we really want to destroy this girls self esteem before the first 10 minutes. 9:48 nailed it.

Someone calm the weather girl, she is messing up the floral arrangements.

So Isabela is gonna be that character, great 😒. I wanna punch her, 10:30. That is a definite record. Nice work Encanto.

So dad has more puff than the marshmallow. Poor dude fought bees and they definitely won. Dad you ain’t helping.

Fuck you Abuela. Way to kick a kid while she’s down. I mean dang.

Wait a second did the girl not get a door/ her own room because she didn’t get a gift. Seriously, that’s so messed up. How has she not went down the path of Bruno. She’s legit stuck in the nursery. Bruh.

Oh now it’s translating the subtitles. Thanks.

Super strength lifted a whole cart and donkey. Dang.

Stairs really said ‘nope’.

Yeah keep hyping this, nothing bad could happen just look at how well last time turned out…….wait a second. Poor boy is terrified. He wants his sis with him but the rest think she’s a jinx. That’s sad for both of them.

Kid has a jungle room. Cool.

Fuck you Abuela.

The took the picture without her. She’s still part of the family. Not having ‘a gift’ doesn’t change that. You a**holes. No you have many reasons to be upset. This poor girl. Let it out babes. Wait a second what’s Abuela’s gift?? Did it tell me and I missed it.

“The matriarch's magical ability is the gift to bestow magic on others” I googled it. So does this mean that technically it’s Abulea’s fault Marible doesn’t have a gift then???

Oh dang the house is breaking. Not good. Also you might want to clean that cut and maybe YELL FOR HELP. Oop no wait, everything is fine apparently. Rude. Thanks mum, loving the support. Wait how do they explain the cut??? Oh great compare her to Bruno. That will make her feel better. Mira, what you doing??

Abulea is a lair. Also side note how has she not spotted Mira. Goes to save family *pause* how do I do that. I love when characters are self aware.

Poor dude, wanting to marry Isabela. I guess love really is blind. Super strength is hiding something. Lusia are you good girl?? I’m sorry, they took a perfectly normal child and destroyed her. Look at her she has anxiety now. Someone help her. Unidonkey. Thank you Mira, I was just about to suggest a hug.

Bruno had a vision and probably could have helped prevent this mess. What’s the bet that he tried to tell Abuela and she dismissed him. (Lusia just chucking donkeys). Bruno has the sands of time for a room. Well that’s a lot of stairs. Positive vibes have died but she reached the top only to find a chasm and no bridge. Bruno your room sucks.

SWING!!!!!!!

She stuck the landing. Ten points. Also that bird is heavily judging you. Turns out he’s a scaredy-cat. Oh she’s trapped. Although I think she’s found the vision.

Oh shit Lusia is losing her strength. Yeah thanks Abulea blame Mira. Like the poor girl doesn’t feel bad enough. Poor Bruno. Wow, no wonder he left. You all blame him for things that might have happened away. Also Isabela shut up and do one. Oh dang Dolores is in love with the dude (Mariano?) whose in love with Isabela. Poor girl. Fuck you Isabela.

This song is an earworm. Yep tell your dad all about your problems. Dolores knows. Oh shit. Good luck guys. Dolores lock it down babes. Shit too late. Oh shit Pepa has been told. Rain clouds in coming. Lusia having a moment. Poor girl. Dude just got punched by a flower. Mira didn’t do anything, stop being dicks. Oh yeah rats in the walls.

Oh hey Bruno. Dude is fast. Almost made it, Bruno help her. Thank you. Shit she dropped him. 😂😂😂😂. I need a second to recover. It’s the way he just pops up. Oh my days, that is my kind of humour.

Also if he’s been in the walls this whole time how has Dolores not heard him??? Bruno are you superstitious?? Oh, he’s hopeless. Right, we must protect this man at all costs. Oh someone reintroduced him into society. Poor guy, that’s heartbreaking with the table mat. No they just didn’t try, definitely isn’t your fault Bruno. Okay so what I’ve learned is the family are a bunch of dicks.

Goddamn it Abulea. Bruno is the best out of this whole family so far. So is Antonio. Kid is awesome. Yes dad stand up for your daughter. Abulea sucks. Family weirdos unite.

That capybara just chilling in the circle is giving me life. Also the fact that Bruno went around because he knew it wouldn’t shift was perfect. Yup I definitely feel like capybara just watching this destruction.

Hugging Isabela will fix everything, seriously. Bruno please don’t leave you are the best thing. Oh dang Isabela is about to go off. Duck and cover Mira. Oh nope she’s just being a bitch. Oh crap never mind here we go. Wait she just popped a cactus. So wait she’s only gonna marry this dude for the family when Dolores is already over here in love with the dude. Sucks I guess. Oh dang it she’s gonna get a redemption. I’m gonna have to tolerate her after this.

Oops love interest got punched again. Oh Mira is here to show them they don’t need to be perfect or carry all the responsibilities. Yeah okay. Great Abulea is here to ruining everything. Fuck you Abulea.

Go off Mira. Tell that hoe. Oh shit the candle went out. Now what?? Oop she’s gone.

While crap now I’m crying. Thanks encanto. Doesn’t really make up for the years of alienation but sure. Bruno is here to help. Awww he got a hug. Dad has been stung again. Poor dude. Okay Bruno is getting a lot off his chest but home boy just sang the line “let it go” so I’m judging him. See I knew Dolores had to have heard him. Stop giving that kid coffee. Finally Dolores gets her guy.

So does that mean they have no more powers anymore?? Oop never mind. That would have been an interesting ending to see how they would have coped without their gifts. Yay new family photo.

All in all I liked it. 4/5 just cause i think it might have been more interesting for them to stay without their gifts. Bruno is my favourite and I love the soundtrack, animation is beautiful and I do like the story but it’s far too easy to relate to Mira and it kinda mucks with my opinion.

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Kanye Blasts Mother Of George Floyd’s Daughter Over $250M Lawsuit, Stephen Jackson Enters The Chat–‘Come Address Me’

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Kanye West’s remarks that George Floyd died of a Fentanyl overdose and not a knee to the neck have created a firestorm of backlash. As previously reported after he made the comments in a now-deleted Drink Champs interview, the mother of George Floyd’s daughter filed a $250M lawsuit against him.

Kanye West Calls Out The Mother Of George Floyd’s Daughter Over $250M Lawsuit, Stephen Jackon Responds Defending The Family

Yesterday Ye used his Instagram to respond to the mother of George Floyds’ daughter Roxie Washington. During the George Floyd protest, Kanye reportedly donated $2M to Floyd’s daughter and because of that, he shared that Washington’s $250M defamation lawsuit is not sitting well with him. He also claimed that he was being subjected to an economic and digital “lynching.”

“Now for Roxie Washington and Roxie Washington ALONE,” Ye started his post. “I gave 2 million dollars out of my pocket for the family. To help George’s daughter…Your daughter!” “I can guarantee that most of those that came for me after my comments didn’t do what I did! Even those with millions of dollars in the bank!” Ye continued. “How much did BLM give???? Many gave words. I ACTED.” “Now because of words you want to sue me for 250 million dollars…,” “When I’m going through an Economic lynching. A Digital Lynching. A Social Credit Score bankrupting. You’re either being controlled or you’re being greedy.”

Elsewhere in the post, Ye told Roxie to “get some business” and made fun of the hat she was wearing in the clearly outdated picture. He also issued a half-a**ed apology alongside a warning.

“To the Floyd family: I apologized to you and the black community for my comments on Drink Champs. Humbly, he writes. “Now Come get Roxie before she mess up all y’all money. The Bible is the umbilical chord…Stay Connected.”

After Ye’s post gained tracked, Stephen Jacksonentered the chat to address Ye. Jackson who became friends with George Floyd while growing up in Texas, said that Roxie could care less about what Kanye thinks of her hat.

He also called out Ye for wearing “bullsh*t” and then “marking it up for your own people to pay for.”

“U say stupid s**t u get stupid prizes. Nobody asked you to say nothing about George Floyd but you decided to say on your own” said Jackson. […] “U put G name in your mouth speaking false s**t. Self-inflicted wounds. Coppin pleas now that them pockets getting hurt.”

Jackson also responded to Ye’s “delusional” claim that he gave George Floyd’s daughter $2M and said she only received $250K due to how the money was distributed.

Jackson ended his video by telling Kanye to address him and not the family while telling Ye to come and see him.

“Come address me, keep Georgie name out your mouth,” said Jackson.

Jackson has since released a rant claiming that Kanye’s really mad this his girl [Kim Kardashian] left him because he’s bipolar. He also said that Kanye is faking being woke. 

“You ain’t the messenger, bruh!” said Jackson.

Now he’s threatening the mother of George Floyd’s child?

Kanye has lost his ever lasting mind.

Take him to the cleaners sis! Get everything!

Alex Jones him!

He only worth $400M and supposedly only got like $180M in the bank.

You might as well Keep talking Kanye.. they bout to own Everything that he’s got.

[lxstfulbeans]

*Busts in with a plastic bag of crack* You want some crack, kids? I’ll give it to ya! 🥸 So Y/N forgot where she placed her phone at and her crush decides to call her phone to help hear the ringtone so she can find it better. However, Y/N forgot that she uses funny ass ringtones for said crush and even has funny contact pics/names for them in her phone. Said songs are “Something about you girl” by Ice JJ Fish, “Wap” but with Carl Wheezer’s voice, “Interior Crocodile Alligator”, and the NFL theme song. I would love to see head cannons of this for Hawks, Dabi, Aizawa and Bakugo.

“Something about you girl” - Hawks. He’s saved as “KFC” and his contact pic is of him making the light skin face that sent y/n to orbit (he thought she deleted it cuz it’s cringy)

“Wap” - Dabi. He’s saved as “Patchy the Pirate” and his pic is a blurred image of him chasing Y/N.

“Interior crocodile alligator” - Aizawa. He’s saved as “Dad of 20” and his pic is of him laying face first in his sleeping bag

“NFL Theme song” - Bakugo. He’s “Boom Boom Pomeranian” and his pic is of a Pomeranian with his hair photoshopped on it.

I know they’ll give some funny reactions! They’ll look at sis confused and she’ll just go “See about that...” and book it when she takes her phone. This idea had me busting my pancreas 💀💀💀

Bruh I- 💀 I’m literally hearin these damn audios as I’m reading this ask, I’m rolling. This is the best 😂

— 3. 2. 1. ACTION!! —

HEADCANON: Y/N loses her phone and forgets that she saved crack-fuelled pictures and ringtones assigned to her crush.

KEIGO TAKAMI [HAWKS]:

You were losing your fucking mind at this point.

Where the fuck could you have misplaced your cellphone?? You had to meet your homegirls at the club for girls night, PRONTO!!

Keigo raised a brow as he walked in on you basically tearing apart your living room for your phone, almost crying from frustration. “Whoa, kid. Ya lose something?” He had the nerve to ask when it was clearly the case.

Sure, there was a whole lotta things to love about this bird-man, but that smartass attitude was gonna get slapped outta him.

“dId yOu lOsE sOmeThInG- YES FOOL MY DAYUM PHONE!!” You huff, throwing another couch cushion on the floor before you fell to the floor in exhaustion. “I got to meet the girls for girls night in twenty minutes, and I can’t find my phone!” You briefly explain.

You heard him chuckle, pulling out his own phone. “Okay, okay, calm down, kid. It ain’t the end of the world, y’know. I’ll just call it and we’ll listen out for the ringtone.” He says, scrolling for a bit before finding your contact, pressing the call button and..

That’s when y’all heard it.

“THERE’S SOMETHIN’ ABOUTCHA GURLL! THAT JUST MAKES MY HEAD WANNA TWIRL!!”

Your ringtone went off under the couch, making Keigo look at you with the most confused face ever, his wings puffing up as he looked at you, yet you couldn’t stop laughing as he used one of his feathers to drag the phone from under the couch.

“What the hell, kid?? I though you deleted this cringey ass selfie!” He whined, looking at the contact photo of him making that dumbass lightskin face that had you howling the other day. “And what the hell is this ringtone?? AND YOU SAVED ME AS KFC??”

“BRUH I CAN’T BREATHE SHUT UPP—“ You screech as you curl up, tears pricking your eyes as you roll on the floor. Keigo couldn’t help but snicker, rolling his eyes at you as he got you off the floor, “Okay, you got some explaining to do.”

“Well, you see, what had happened was-“ You begin, trying to hold back your laughter before snatching your phone and purse, running out of the door. “I’ll see you later, KFC!! I’m running late!”

DABI:

“Aw, damn! Where in the entire hell did I put my phone??” You groaned.

Of course, this wasn’t the first time you lost your phone and you swore it would’ve been the last. But, you were so caught up on multitasking with so much shit you wanted to get out of the way, you completely forgot about your phone.

You sighed as you now have to tear apart the lounge that you JUST straightened up, making this much worse than it had to be.

“Hey, little mouse. What’s with all the whining and hollering for?”

“I can’t find my phone, I’ve been all up in y’all raggedy-ass lair lookin’ for my shit so I can bounce!” You say with an eye roll as you placed your hands on your hips, clearly not in the mood for the bullshit right now.

“Okay, calm down. It’s just a phone, I can just call it and you can listen out for the ringtone.” He said with a sigh as he brought out his phone, dialing your number and waiting for the tone to play. The two of you went from room to room, getting more anxious everytime the phone went to voicemail. You were visibly going to cry, there was no way that you could’ve left your phone anywhere that WASN’T in the LOV Lair.

“I swear, if you start crying, I won’t let you live it down.” You hear Dabi mumble to you as you both entered the last room, dialing your number one last time until...

“NYEOW FROM THE TOP, MAKE IT DROP, THAT’S A WHAP. BRING A BUCKET AND A MOP, THAT’S WHAP”

Your phone was jamming out on a chair, Dabi looking at you like you just committed a grave sin while the ringtone played. The longer he stared at you, wanting an explanation, you can’t help but burst into laughter as you crawl to your phone, and let the tone finish.

You just hoped that your crush was still going to hang out with you after this crackhead mishap.

“MACARONI IN A POT, THAT’S A WHAP. JIMMYY”

Dabi was literally at a loss for words, (lookin’ a lil like confused bakugou rn 👀) as you wheezed in laughter. “[Y/N]... what in the fuck was that?” He asked, you can tell he was serious from how low and menacing your name was said. You were either about to run for your life or die laughing.

“And why the fuck is my name, “Patchy The Pirate”? And what the hell is this photo?” He asked again. Man, was it getting hot in there or was it just you?

“Well, you see here, uh- MOINK!” You shout, howling in laughter as you were chased around the building. Kurogiri shaking his head in disappointment.

SHŌTA AIZAWA (DADDY. ERASERHEAD):

“Oh no.”

“Oh, no...”

“Oh, no no no no no..”

This cannot be happening, this CANNOT be happening right now. Lord have mercy, please let today not be the day.

“Goddamn it, where’s my phone?!”

Yep, your phone. Your new phone that Shōta got for your birthday, who you also had a huge crush on but would never tell that to ANYONE. You promised yourself that you wouldn’t lose this phone, it was definitely the most precious thing ever.

“Fuuuuck!” You whined, already on the verge of panicking while your tore apart your room for that birthday gift. “Hey, what’s all this racket for? I’m trying to sleep.” said your friend, roommate, and crush, Shōta.

“I-I’m just lookin’ for somethin’, Shō! Sorry for all this noise..” you mumbled an apology as you continued your search, swinging your arm around underneath the bed.

“You lost your phone, didn’t you, [Y/N]?”

DAMN, he catches on quick for somebody who sleeps 25/8. Maybe it’s because you don’t really have trouble looking for stuff unless it’s something really important to you.

You sighed, the embarrassment and disappointment washing over you as you laid in defeat on the floor. “Yeah.. I can’t find it..” you mumbled.

The older man sighed, cracking his neck as he got out his phone. “Okay, just calm down. I’ll call it and we’ll just listen out for your ringtone, okay? If we can’t hear it, we’ll track it.”

God, why was he so hot when he took responsibility? You couldn’t help but sit up and nod at his words as he scrolled through his contacts until he found your name, confirming the call until..

“INTERIOR CROCODILE ALLIGATOR. I DRIVE A CHEVROLET MOVIE THEATER.”

Your phone blasted the same line over and over, as hard as you tried to contain it, you couldn’t help but screech in laughter when you looked up to see Shōta’s disturbed, confused, and concerned face as he picked up your phone from underneath your dresser.

“”Dad of 20”?? What the hell type of name is that?” He asked, the iconic sleeping bag worm as his contact photo. The joke behind it was the fact that he was a whole teacher at U.A. You always thought it was cute that he was basically a father figure to those future heroes.

Plus, you wouldn’t stop joking about them being his, “lil chilrens”.

“Aight, aight. I wanna thank you for finding my phone, I promise not to lose it again!” You quickly say, trying to creep out of the room until you were confined with his capture weapon.

“I’m not done with you yet.”

Fuck..

KATSUKI BAKUGOU:

“Hey, dumbass! Hurry up, or we’ll miss the movie!”

Damn, damn, damn!! You can’t believe you just lost your phone right now, you could’ve sworn you left it on your bed before you started fixing your hair in the bathroom.

“Shit, shit! Bakugou, can you help me find my phone real quick? Pretty please?” You call out to him, really anxious because you were really looking forward to this movie and you could not miss a second of it!

“Ugh, are you serious?? What did I tell you about keeping up with your shit!” He groaned, getting out his phone as he dialed your number and listened to the trill.

“I know, I know! I promise I’ll be more careful!” You say as you listened out for it, only to pull aside your blankets to see your vibrating phone with the ringtone on blast.

Oh yes, the NFL Theme. What made you lose your shit was Bakugou’s flabbergasted facial expression as he looked down at your contact photo and nickname for him.

You couldn’t help but cackle as you saw a vein pop out, popping hands reaching out for you. “Hey! What the fuck is this shit?? Imma show you a pomeranian!” He shouted.

“Katsu! Katsu! Relaaaxx!! You know you’re my bestie and I love you, but we got a movie to catch so let’s do this later fam.” You snicker, trying to calm yourself down as you yoinked your phone and took off out the door with your purse.

“OH, JUST WAIT UNTIL WE GET BACK HOME!”

— END SCENE —

Sorry that Bakugou’s was kinda short! But, hope you enjoyed these!

[lowqualitykillua]

LOOK AT THIS HE LOVES HER SO MUCH AND HE AIN’T AFRAID TO LET EVERYONE KNOW! He just loves her so much and he’s trying so hard to make everything up to her and AAHHHH I LOVE THEM

He’s basically like “Sorry Gon but this gal got meh heart first and foremost forever idc if you’re my best friend I love my sis” AND ASDFGHJK I LIVE FOR IT???? CAN WE PLEASE GET MORE OF THIS DYNAMIC JUST LIKE???? IN GENERAL???

I need more Alluka/Nanika and Killua content I idn’t know this is what I signed up for when I started Hunter x Hunter BUT THIS IS WHAT I NEVER KNEW I NEEDED OR WANTED.

Gosh i wanna hug them. All of them.

And Gon’s like “Yeah you’re right” Like he’s not offended at all he’s just “Yup ain’t nothing like GOOD OLE FAMILY.”

And Killua has basically announced to his family by refusing to let her live the way she was before that He’s fine with her. She IS HIS FAMILY. So if you don’t think of her as family, neither am I and I LOVE HIM SO MUCH. LIKE he has rejected them so hard. Like bruh Go Killua save yo sis this is so wholesome.

Ugh Togashi pls. I beg of you. Give us more of these cinnamon childs’.

[dimplicityyt]

GIRL WORLD 💗 THE SPA.

“GIRL YOU TIRED OF THAT BOY PLAYING WITH YO FEELINGS? YOU WENT THROUGH HIS PHONE AND ALMOST HAD ANOTHER HEART ATTACK? YOU WANNA CHEAT BACK BUT ‘iTs NOt iN yOUr HeArT tO huRt soMeBodY like Dat?’ Well that’s perfectly fine (I mean--you stupid for staying with that n*gga but that’s on you sis)! Come on down to GIRL WORLD. 

Leave the house and don’t let ya man know where you at! Have him thinking you decided to go get some new d*ck, whole time you at the spa chillin’ with ya girls. Girl come RELAX your mind, feet, body, and soul (cause yo man SURE as hell ain’t doin’ it)! Get a makeover sis, upgrade on his cheatin’ behind. Oh, and baby girl it’s a mini club inside for when you need to dance them emotions away-- it’s CITY GIRLS AND MEG THEE STALLION SONGS ALL NIGHT CAUSE F*CK DAT N*GGA! 

And here’s the BEST PART: NO MEN ALLOWED. That way, his homeboys can’t spot you and be like “bruh she just crying in the car, she ain’t doin nothing” AHT AHT! LET HIM WONDER AND HIS HOMEBOYS TOO! Get yo sad ass on down to GIRL WORLD and let that man have HIS heart attack! Okayyy!”

*Common sense not guaranteed. You might still be a dumbass and fall for his sh*t when you get back home. 

Lmfao. I would have liked to have prettied up the pictures for ya’ll, but here’s a spa I created. At least I gave y’all a cute ad right? z. I used HELLA cc, soooo... if you don’t like a lot. THIS AIN’T THE LOT FOR YOU. ANYWAYYY, download here. 

OH UH: I believe Island Living, Discover Uni, Get Famous, and Spa Day are required. It might be more tho. I’ve got all the pack 😬😬

Enjoy 🥰🥰

[nahimjustfeelingit-writes]

Imagine:

Erik walks in on his homeboys sister stepping out of the shower and she is embarrassed/ has a huge crush on him.

Warnings: Smut. Flash back.

Micheal and Yara.

Two siblings from Oakland who decided to get an apartment near Telegraph Ave so that Yara could study at Berkeley. Yara is currently studying Art History there and she will be graduating in May at the age of 21. Micheal, her older brother, is into graphic design and web development so he works for a small company creating websites for Architectural businesses. He also does free lance work on the side to earn extra cash so he can afford living in their expensive apartment. Micheal and Yara’s parents are divorced. Their father lives in San Francisco city and their mother lives where Micheal and Yara are with her new husband in Alameda County. Yara used to live with her mother but she didn’t get along with her step father. Micheal brought up the idea of sharing an apartment to Yara since his on-again, off-again girlfriend, Evette decided that she didn’t want to move in with him. 

Currently, Micheal and Evette are arguing about Micheal's whereabouts last Friday evening. Yara was trying to take a nap in her room before her late shift at 9:00 PM as a bar tender. Tossing and turning in her bed covered in fluffy white sheets, Yara groaned loudly before throwing her sheets back, temples pounding with a tension headache that Yara tries to sooth by massaging them but it doesn’t work. Only in a Metallica T-shirt, Yara grabs a pair of Champions sweatpants from her dresser, sliding her feet in her canary yellow UGG slippers, and walking out of her bedroom. Yara’s eardrums damn near bust when she stepped into the hallway of the apartment. Rubbing the cold from her eyes, Yara walked out into the living room area coming face to face with the source of the commotion.

“STOP LYING!” Evette, Short, petite, reminded Yara of Keyshia Cole because of her bright red hair and nose piercing, tossed a decorative pillow at Micheal from across the room. Micheal caught it with his quick reflexes before placing it back on the couch. He didn’t appear bothered at all by Evette’s screaming and hollering.

“Evette, I ain’t got nothing to lie about. I told you, I was with my boy, Erik. He’s back in town for a little while before he goes back to the Military,” Micheal spoke with a flat tone, eyes bored.

“I don’t believe you. I think you were with some girl. I think you’re out here sticking your dick in some other bitch. When I find out, I’m beating both of yall ass, for real,” Evette threatens Micheal with one of her long acrylic hot pink nails almost jabbing him in the eye. 

“This ain’t the first time you accused me of cheating,” Micheal ran his hands down his face, “It’s really getting on my nerves, Evette. The constant trying to go through my phone, picking fights with me, the insecurities. What do I have to lie about? I could have dropped you years ago but no, I care about you too much to do that. Now, I’m just tired of you acting like a damn child.”

“Ahem,” Yara clears her throat.

Micheal and Evette turn towards her.

“Do y’all mind taking this shit somewhere else? I have to work tonight and I can’t sleep with all this yelling.”

“Hi to you too, Yara,” Evette spoke sarcastically.

“Bitch, don’t give me attitude. Do you pay the bills in here?” Yara has her fists balled up like she was ready to hit Evette. Evette simply laughs, staring at Yara like she’s a joke before turning her attention back to Micheal.

“My bad, little sis, Evette was just leaving-“

“WHAT?” Evette’s voice grew loud again.

“You heard me. Bounce. If you don’t trust me I can’t deal with you, Evette.”

Evette folds her arms across her perky chest, “Do you actually mean it this time around or will you be calling me tomorrow night asking to come over? you are famous for that shit, Mike.”

Micheal groans, “I don’t know right now. All I know is I need you to leave so I can clear my head, you know what I’m saying?”

“Okay, clear your head, GOTCHA,” Evette turns around, practically stomping to the door, “Lying ass piece of shit.”

“Don’t slam the door either!”Micheal yells.

BAM!

“Yeah,” Micheal closes his eyes to calm himself.

“You’re better than me. I feel like following her and kicking that bitch down the steps. You need to drop her, Mike. Do you even see what’s going on?”

“Nah, baby sis, tell me what’s up? What am I NOT seeing?”

Yara tilted her head at Micheal with sad eyes. Micheal shrugged his shoulders as if he didn’t understand what Yara was trying to tell him without using words.

“You can be so damn thick-headed sometimes,” Yara threw her hands up matter-of-factually, “Evette is cheating on you, Mike. She’s just trying to give you a reason to end things so she can continue fucking whoever she is fucking without you knowing.”

“Wait...what?” Micheal says with disbelief.

“You’re Girl? The love of your life? She’s fucking someone else, Mike.”

Micheal blinked at Yara with bewildered eyes.

“Listen, fool, while you’re sitting there stuck on stupid, Evette is driving to a dick appointment trying to think of a plan B to get rid of yo’ ass. Just end it with her. The shit is toxic. I don’t even want a nigga to step into my personal space after witnessing the shit you and Evette go through.”

“If Evette is cheating on me...” Micheal didn’t finish his sentence but Yara knew her brother would bring hell to earth if he caught Evette fucking another man. As much as they bickered and broke up, Evette was her brothers first real love. He wouldn’t admit it, but Micheal would be heart broken.

“Then I’m going to whip her ass,” Yara said in her brothers defense, “Nobody fucks with my bro like that.”

“I’ll let you beat her ass too.”

Yara kisses her brothers forehead, “I’m going to go back in bed, I am so exhausted with school- hold up, did you say that you were with Erik?”

“Yeah,” Micheal said whole scrolling through his phone, “He’s back for a little while.”

“I haven’t seen Erik in, like, three years?”

“Yeah, it’s been a long ass time. I thought he forgot about us,” Micheal laughs, “He’ll be here later if you want to catch him before you go to work.”

“Mama was asking about him a few days ago,” Yara says recalling the conversation they both had when she went to visit her. Micheal and Yara’s mother always pulled the photo albums out whenever they came to see her. The photo album she brought out when Yara came over was Micheal’s prom photos. Micheal and Erik went to prom together their senior year.

“Look at Erik! Wasn’t he so skinny?!” Yara’s mama says.

“Yeah, mama, he was swimming in his suit.”

Yara’s eyes twinkled when she stared at Erik’s photo. Her first ever crush. The guy she kissed on a whim when she was 18 and he was 24. Yara felt so embarrassed. Erik simply gave her a kind smile, hugging her tightly. She felt like a silly child. Erik was a grown man. Ever since then, Yara hadn’t seen Erik.

“You Aight?” Micheal looked over at Yara with a smirk.

“I’m fine.”

Yara couldn’t stop thinking about her brothers friend who used to spend the night when they were kids. His friend who wore only a pair of basketball shorts when he slept. His friend who used to stand in Yara’s doorway to her bedroom teasing her.

“You’re not lying to me, are you?”

“No, I’m not,” Yara looked off to the side.

“When you look away like that it’s a sign that you’re lying. You ain’t gotta tell me, it’s probably some nasty shit that I really don’t want to know anyway.”

“Shut up, Mike,” Yara rolls her eyes, turning away to walk back to her room with her middle finger raised behind her, directed towards her brother.

——————

A few hours later:

Erik Stevens stepped off of the elevator within Micheal and Yara’s apartment building on Telegraph Ave. kinky fro freshly shaped up and a new fit and shoes on his feet, Erik checked his text message from Micheal that informed him of what apartment it is.

“9C,” Erik places his phone back inside of his jacket pocket, eyes searching from left to right before spotting the crisp white door with a bronze letter C on it and a tiny peep hole. Erik knocks, the gold Piaget watch on his right wrist making a loud tapping sound against the surface of the door. In under two seconds, Micheal opens the door, a broad smile on his handsome chocolate face when he noticed who it was.

“What’s up, cuz?” Micheal gave Erik dabs, “I ain’t expect you to be over this early, bruh, you good?”

“I’m good, I just needed to get away from CeCe. You know she offered for me to stay at her new place instead of a hotel.”

“You know you have to tell me about all of that, right?” Micheal jokes, holding his door open further for Erik to enter. Erik steps inside, his eyes admiring the urban styled apartment. It was Boho vintage with different shades of browns, greens, and reds. The living room was decorated and furnished with cream colored walls, Urban photographs of Oakland, cactus plants, a standout leather sofa set in a dessert brown color accompanied with khaki colored patch work leather ottomans and an elegantly modern coffee table featuring a round metal tabletop in a brushed, antique brass finish. 60 inch flat screen TV, an acacia wood credenza that Erik was sure is filled with old 70s and 80s records.

“Shit, let me take my shoes off, I don’t want to mess up this nice carpet,” Erik kicks his shoes off near the front door.

“You can put them in that shoe rack right there if you want. Yara got that from the thrift store about a week ago.”

Erik looks up at Micheal with expectant eyes, “Little Yara? She lives with you? what happened with Evette?”

“Long story, bro, Yara and I decided to get a place together close to Berkeley and I work for that new company I was telling you about last weekend so we can commute easier. Plus, you know moms live near us too.”

“Yeah, yeah. So, what is little Yara studying at Berkeley?”

Micheal smiles like a proud older brother, “Art History. She wants to become a Curator.”

“I’ve always seen her working in a museum. She loves history so much,” Erik reminisced with a slight smirk, “Is she here?”

“Straight back there-Wait.”

Erik was ready to rush back to see her.

“Let me see if she’s decent. She gotta work in about a few hours.”

“No problem, bruh, I’ll chill out here.”

Erik watches Micheal walk to the back of the apartment where the rooms are. Taking a seat on the leather couch, Erik strokes his beard, thinking about Yara. He hadn’t seen her in three years. He wondered how different she looked. By different he meant mature and filled out like a women. Back when she was just 18 years of age, Yara was so petite and athletic since she played Lacrosse, braces on her teeth, and so sweet and innocent. From what Micheal told Erik last weekend when they went out to a Hookah bar for Boys night, Yara gained weight. Micheal joked about it, typical sibling teasing, but Erik wished he could have seen a picture. Now, his mind went back to when Yara kissed him the night of her graduation party before Erik left to start his JSOC training. He honestly didn’t know how to respond. Yara looked like her world came crashing down when he didn’t reciprocate the same feelings. She was much younger than him, Erik has her by six years. She was 18 and he was 24. Yeah, Yara was legal but it still felt weird. He always knew little Yara had a crush on him and he surely didn’t want Micheal to know about it.

“She’s still asleep,” Micheal walked back out with a generous bag filled with an eighth of top-shelf weed, “You want to smoke a blunt and tell me about this bitch named CeCe?”

———————

Yara. Don’t forget. The history project is due tomorrow night. Since you’re group lead, you have to submit it.

Yara rolls her eyes at the group chat she was in with her fellow History classmates. That assignment was the last thing on her damn mind. Yara closes her Mac, stretching her curvy body out like a cat before getting up from her comfy bed. Like a strong wind, the smell of kush hit her nose. Yara noticed that her bedroom door is cracked. Micheal must have come to check on her. Yara slips on a pair of Champion Reverse Weave drawstring shorts that were folded on the end of her bed in a pink color, bed hair and all, walking out of her room and towards the living room. When she entered the hallway, two male voices could be heard. It finally dawned on Yara who the other male present could be.

Erik.

Yara walks to the bathroom, deciding to wipe her face off and brush her teeth. She still needed to shower but that could wait until she ate something. Admiring her hair, Yara reaches up to pull her hair tie from her curly hair, fluffing it out and shaking her head so it wouldn’t look like she just rolled out of bed. Yara then brushes her teeth, using her water closer afterwards. Satisfied, Yara takes in a deep breath to try and calm the butterflies in her stomach before walking out of the bathroom and towards the living room area.

“So, you’re telling me that CeCe is trying to hook you up with someone? why are you there?”

“You know she likes playing match made in heaven. CeCe is cool, Mike, I know me and her used to fuck around before I left but it ain’t even like that now. Just a friend helping out a friend. No big thing.”

Micheal chuckles, “E, I know you, man. You had all that pussy around you to play with and you ain’t have a taste? Nigga-“

“Like I said, nah. I don’t want that anymore or her friend she’s trying to get me with. Her friend just wants to know how the dick CeCe used to get is really about. You can look at me like that all you want. Everything is temporary. I’m shopping for a house right now-“

“You can just sleep on our couch-“

“I’m too big for this fucking couch,” Erik laughs, “Once my house is built from the ground up, you’ll see that it was all worth it. And you know I can’t stay with our other friends they gon’ get me caught up and I don’t need to be in jail.”

Erik takes a puff of weed before handing it over to Mike.

Micheal accepts the weed, instantly smoking it before letting the smoke out from his nose, “You’re a changed man, E. Got a house in the works, left the hood to pursue your dreams of being this J.I Joe motherfucker,” Erik playfully jabs Micheal in his ribs, “Seeiously, man, I’m proud of you. Wait until Yara sees you, bruh.”

Erik licks his lips before raising a single brow, “What you mean by that?

“She ain’t gonna believe this the same Erik from three years ago. What you do? Get inside of the same machine as Captain America?”

“Funny, nigga.”

Yara didn’t reveal herself just yet. She just wanted to hear him talk. Erik’s voice definitely appeared deeper. Raspy, then husky, then deep and gruff. When he genuinely laughed it was still just as light as before. Yara peeked out into the living room. A tiny gasp escaped her mouth. Kinky fro, muscles, facial hair, and tiny scars on his arms is what she noticed first. Micheal was right, this was Erik 2.0. Then, whenever he talked; those lush lips moving, Yara saw gold canines in his mouth. He looked so rough and scruffy. The Military definitely made him harder.

“Yara, stop being nosy!” Micheal yells. Yara almost jumped where she stood. She was so in tune with her thoughts that she hadn’t realized how close she’d gotten into the living room.

“Shut up Mike!” Yara fired back. With nervous eyes, Yara looked over at Erik. He didn’t speak, all he did was look fixedly at her with his eyes wide open. It was as if time stood still and she was the only thing that mattered in that room. Even the weed in Erik’s hand could burn to ash.

“Hi, Erik,” Yara couldn’t stop herself from grinning when Erik smiled at her with his dimples.

“Little Yara, what’s going on girl!” Erik hands Micheal the blunt back before standing from the couch, walking over to Yara with his arms outstretched for her to give him a big hug. Yara walks up to Erik, giggling nervously before bringing her arms around his waist, squeezing him. Erik rocked Yara back and forth while his chin rested on top of her curly head. Erik then brings his lips down to kiss Yara’s forehead before pulling her away to get a good look at her.

Heart shaped face, dimple in her chin, glittering eyes fringed with long eyelashes that reminded him of maple syrup, silken skin like cinnamon, ebony ringlets that made her thick but arched brows pop, lips full and glossy with a prominent Cupid’s bow. Erik’s eyes burned with desire when he gazed at Yara’s voluptuous, curvy, ample, and generous body. She really filled out from the last time he saw her. Mike can joke all he wants but Yara looked...

Erik covered his eyes with his hands, a suppressed laugh escaping his mouth before he opened his arms wide for her to hug him again. Yara giggles, stepping back into his embrace again to accept his hug. He smelled like patchouli. Tall, brawny, chiseled, broad-shouldered, and hulking, Yara couldn’t get over how comfortable she felt within Erik’s embrace. The deep baritone of his voice made her shiver.

“Look at you girl, all grown up. Crazy how that happened in three years, right?”

“That’s what I’m saying,” Yara turned her face away timidly, “So, how is the Military treating you? I mean...” Yara looks Erik up and down with a shake of her head, “It seems like it’s treating you nice. Go hard or go home, right?

“Treating me like I’m a piece of shit but it’s worth it,” Erik laughs, “The Military transformed me.”

Yes it did

“You do look great, I almost didn’t recognize you sitting on that couch. The hair, the muscles, the scars...”

Yara looked at them, her hand extending out suddenly to touch a row of scars that looked freshly raised against his skin.

“Don’t.”

Yara jolted upright, her hand jerking away. His voice and the look he gave her had her shrank in front of him.

“Shit, my bad, girl. You don’t want to touch these. Bad memories. That’s all, little Yara, I’m sorry.”

“It’s...it’s okay,” Yara steps away, shifting from one foot to the other, “Good to see you though, Erik.”

“You too, girl,” Erik scratched his beard before reluctantly turning away from Yara to take his seat next to Micheal on the couch. Yara watched him walk away while tucking a lock of hair behind her ear. The way they greeted eachother felt so different. Erik wasn’t only physically changed, He’s mentally changed too.

“Shouldn’t you be getting ready for work?” Micheal stretched his slender tattoo covered arms above his head.

“Yeah, but I’m hungry so,” Yara rubbed her hands on her thighs to get rid of the sweat before walking away and into the kitchen. Yara finally exhaled when she entered the kitchen after holding her breath while walking past Erik. The kitchen was open and you could peek into the living room. Erik was sitting directly across from Micheal staring straight ahead at Yara while smoking his blunt. He tilted his head at her while half listening to Micheal talk about Evette. Yara turned her face away, grabbing a loaf of wheat bread from the counter to make herself a PB&J sandwich.

“Little sis, what you cooking up in there?”

“Nothing for you,” Yara spread strawberry jam on her bread, “Why don’t you order in?”

“I was thinking about it, E, I’ma make a liquor run real quick, you want anything?”

“I got some good stuff in the car I can grab, you aint gon’ drink it so don’t even ask.”

“Yeah, I like my own shit,” Micheal stood from the couch, walking towards the back of the apartment to his room. It was silent minus the low TV and Yara washing the butter knife she used to make her sandwich. Erik leaned back into the leather couch, crossing his arms over his solid chest. He watched Yara walk over to the trash can to toss a paper towel in the trash that she most likely used to clean up crumbs or spilled jam. Erik has a great view of Yara’s thick ass bending over, her drawstring shorts raising up her thighs and getting caught between her ass cheeks. Such a beautiful sight has Erik’s brows knitted as he gave her a once-over. At that particular moment, Yara looked back at him as if she could feel his eyes boring into her.

“Hi.” She spoke in a trembling tone.

“Hi, back,” Erik says suggestively.

“Did Mike leave yet?”

“Nah-“

“Aight, I’ll be back, y’all good? Need anything?” Micheal was back with a hoodie on, a dad cap, and a pair of vans on his feet.

“Can you stop by that corner market that sells those organic fruits? I want some mangos.” Yara yelled from the kitchen.

Micheal grabbed the door knob, pausing, “I’m making a liquor run too.”

“Oh! I want some Hypnotiq.”

“Cool, you, E?”

“We can order in when you get back, I’m good.”

“Bet, I’ll be back.”

Micheal exits.

“Mike still just as skinny as he was since the last time I saw him” Erik laughs.

“Yeah, he can eat but it goes nowhere. Me, I gained all the weight in the world.”

Erik gave Yara a dismissive wave of his hand, “Girl, you look good. Ain’t nothing wrong with the weight you put on.”

Yara giggles, popping a green grape in her mouth, “Thank you.”

“No problem,” Erik craned his neck to try and see her, “Why don’t you come in here and eat. Over there hiding and shit from a nigga.”

“Okay,” Yara got up from the dining room table, walking through the kitchen and entering the living room. She decided to sit her plump bottom on the floor while using one of the leather ottomans as a surface for her grapes and half eaten sandwich.

“So, how have you been?” Erik asked while rolling a new blunt.

“I’ve been doing just fine. Ready to graduate honestly.” Yara nervously rubbed her shoulder before gazing at Erik, “You?”

“Busy, busy, busy,” Erik’s onyx eyes landed on hers before looking back at his blunt, “Just traveling, training, that’s about it.”

“Oh,” Yara massaged the back of her neck, “Does those scars have anything to do with it?”

“Partly, yeah.”

“I see,” Yara admires them, “They look...they don’t look like typical scars.”

“That’s because they’re not.” Erik spoke in a flat tone.

“Let me just, stop asking,” Yara laughs awkwardly.

Erik chuckles, “It’s not a subject I rather talk about with you, Little Yara.”

“I understand. I won’t pry.”

“Cool,” Erik takes a hit of his blunt, cheeks blowing out as they filled with smoke, “Seeing anybody?”

“Nope. I haven’t for the past three months. Been trying to stay focused. Men are a distraction.”

“Y’all women are too,” Erik laughs, smoke escaping his nose.

Yara cocked her head, “So, my guess is you aren’t seeing anyone either.”

Erik licks his lips, “I don’t have time for that.”

“Does that include sex too?”

Erik clapped his hands together while chuckling, “Ahhhh, shit, Yara, did you just ask me about my sex life? Are you having sexxxxxxx?!

“I did. And I’m grown, ERIK, so yes, I’m having sex,” Yara gave a half shrug while rolling her eyes.

“21, right? I remember when I was 21. Legally can drink now and everything. Too bad you still can’t hang with us,” Erik chuckles.

Yara gave Erik the finger, “fuck you, don’t play with me like that.”

“I’m just saying, I remember you graduating high school the last time I saw you. Now you’re in your 20s, barely.”

Yara lowered her head, “Will you always remember me like that? Like DAMN, I did grow up, nigga.”

Erik noticed the attitude in her voice, “You’re mad at me?”

“Just annoyed,” Yara stood up, grabbing her food, “I’m gonna eat in my room so I can look over this project I have to submit tomorrow. I’ll see you later, Erik.”

Confused, Erik watched Yara practically storm away. He didn’t understand why his words offended her so much. It’s just what Erik is used to. He’s used to seeing Yara so young not a 21 year old adult. It was all still so new to him. Deciding not to chase after her, Erik gets up from the couch to retrieve his shoes so he could grab his drink from his car.

———————

Yara couldn’t even focus.

She was really bothered by Erik’s comments.

It was mainly because every time he cracked jokes she thought about her kissing him. He probably cracked jokes about that too. Clearly, Erik couldn’t look past the fact that Yara is Mike’s little sis. She really thought he was past that when he first laid eyes on her. She could tell what a look of lust was in a man’s eyes since Yara often receives that look. Erik’s eyes were gleaming with desire and attraction. He almost looked shocked that it was Yara. Then, the way he looked her up and down. His eyes damn near gaped when she noticed him staring while she was in the kitchen. Pupils flared and all. Now, it was as if he was trying to hide the attraction he has towards her after three years. Yara was disappointed honestly. She always thought the next time she ever saw Erik they would honestly re-do that kiss and possibly have sex. If Yara had the choice to go back and lose her virginity it would have been with Erik.

Glancing at her phone, Yara noticed it was around 7:45 PM. Luckily, the bar she worked at wasn’t too far from her. Yara didn’t drive so she usually walked or caught an Uber. Lifting from her soft and fluffy floor cushion, Yara grabs her white cotton towel and soap sponge to take a shower. Leaving her room, she could hear Erik watching a basketball game. Yara closes her bedroom door, walking across to the bathroom, closing the door behind her softly. She began to undress, stripping her clothes from her body into a wrinkled pile on the floor near the sink. Opening the medicine cabinet, Yara grabs her Dove sensitive skin body wash and exfoliating spin brush. She couldn’t stop herself from thinking about Erik being in the living room right now while she was naked in the bathroom. There was no way Yara could ignore the growing dampness between her legs. She hadn’t been wet to the thought of Erik in a very long time.

Luke warm water running, Yara pulled the tribal patterned shower curtain back, stepping inside carefully not to slip on the the shower mat, then closing the curtain behind her. Yara forgot to pin her hair up but she needed to wash her hair anyway so she allowed it to grow wet while she wet her body completely. Grabbing her exfoliating brush and the body wash, Yara applied the body wash to her curvy body, turning on her brush and in a circular motion, began to cleanse her skin from the neck down. She had a separate skin care routine and a spin brush for that as well. Yara lifts her leg on the side of the tub to wash behind her thighs, the warm water running down her ass and to her pussy. Yara felt extra tingly between her legs. She didn’t have time to rub off in the shower and she forgot her favorite vibrator in her bed room. Groaning, Yara tried to ignore it as best as she could while scrubbing the top of her feet.

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Erik sat cross-faded with his eyes sitting low. The basketball game was just background noise for him. Bored out of his mind, Erik really wanted to go and talk to Yara. He didn’t want to approach her on some awkward shit but at the same time he missed talking to her. Erik remembers how he used to talk and goof off with Yara from her doorway when they were younger. Micheal is very long-winded and sitting on the couch will eventually lead to Erik falling asleep. Erik leans forward on his elbow to peek down the hall where Yara’s bedroom is located. The hall was brightly lit from the light and he couldn’t tell which room was hers exactly. All the damn doors looked the same.

“Fuck it,” Erik places his phone on the coffee table, rising from the couch and making his way down the hall. Hands in his pockets, Erik approaches the first door. He knocks, no sound, twisting the knob and opening the door. It was Mikes room. Erik closes the door, walking further down the hall and approaching a door to his right. The light was on, he could tell from the glow beneath the door. Erik knocks, no sound. He grabs the brass knob, twisting it, then opening. Standing there, Erik’s chest rose and fell with rapid breaths. His mouth hung open and his eyes went round as if they were about to fall out of their sockets. He gawked at the sight of Yara before him. A sight he never imagined in a million years he would see up until now.

Yara was arched over the bathtub with her ass pointed straight out at Erik. Erik could smell cleaning products; Fabuloso from what it smelled like. The water in the tub was on full blast as Yara cleaned the porcelain. Her body was still wet and she had a T-shirt wrapped around her hair. Yara’s ass jiggled each time she scrubbed the tub out. She wasn’t aware of his presence. Erik was so stunned by her naked body and the fact that he walked in on her that he couldn’t even speak.

Too late.

Yara lifts her body up, turning to place the scrub brush on the floor near the tub, her eyes catching Erik standing within the entrance to the bathroom. Yara felt as if her heart was leaving her body. Shell-shocked almost. Now, her breasts were revealed to him. Large, big brown areolas and nipples soaking wet and dripping, curvy waistline glistening with water down to her waxed mound and thighs. Pretty toes painted white with a tattoo of a rose on her left foot. Yara looked appetizing. Yara bit her lip bashfully, eyes glossy as if she wanted to cry from embarrassment, her hands reaching out to the toilet to grab her folded towel. Yara presses her lips together to try and stop her lower lip from trembling and eyes her looked heavenward.

Yara spoke with a shaky voice, “I-Why didn’t you knock? Erik?”

Erik didn’t respond. His eyes were ablaze staring straight at her face. He felt turned on but at the same time he felt guilty. Luckily, Yara couldn’t see how fat and long his dick had gotten within his jeans. She couldn’t hear him, maybe he should have knocked harder. Yara’s hands were shaking and she couldn’t meet his eyes. She was overly embarrassed and not at all prepared. Yara crosses her thighs, pressing the towel further into her chest.

“...I knocked. I should have knocked again. Shit, Yara, I’m sorry-“

“Just-it’s cool,” Yara sized Erik up before rolling her eyes, “Can’t go back now, yeah?”

“I’m so fucking sorry, Yara,” Erik felt like shit, “I’m so so so sorry, Yara.”

“Erik, stop with the apologizing,” Yara drew in a long breath.

“I’m just gonna go,” Erik turns away, walking out of the bathroom. Yara stayed rooted to the spot, her hand pressing further into her chest to calm her rapid heart beat. As always whenever Yara felt embarrassed, she sighed before laughing quietly to herself. Pinching the bridge of her nose, Yara shook her head at what just happened. She was afraid to even look Erik in his eyes now. He saw her in full on nudity. Not in her panties and bra, not in a swimsuit, not wrapped with a fluffy towel, no, fully naked.

Twirling a strand of hair that fell from under the T-shirt, and chewing on her cuticles, Yara gathered herself before leaving the bathroom. She places the cleaning products back in its designated basket under the sink before grabbing her sponge. Yara walked out of the bathroom, entering the hallway and her eyes disobeying her as she nervously glanced into the living room. There seated on the couch with his eyes focused on her, was Erik. Like a magnet, Yara couldn’t pull her eyes away. It was as if he waited to see her leave.

Yara raised a hand in greeting.

He waved.

Yara hung her head, a small smile on her face.

Erik did the same thing before looking at her again.

“I hope this doesn’t make it weird between me and you,” Yara says.

“Never,” Erik spoke with his deep voice, “it could never be weird with you.”

Yara licks her lips, eyes set with long lashes blinking slowly at Erik.

“What are you thinking?” Erik asks while leaning forward on his elbows.

“I’m...I...just-forget it-“

“Nah, tell me.” Erik pushes his eyes searching.

“Mike will be back soon, I have to get dressed.”

“He ain’t back yet,” Erik tilts his head at her, “Don’t be so shy. It’s me, Erik.”

“But it’s what I’m thinking that I shouldn’t be,” Yara crosses her ankles in front of her while staring at her toes.

“Well, I wanna know.”

Yara fidgeted with her fingers before looking up at Erik through her lashes, “I was thinking that I’m glad you saw me like that. I’ve always wanted you to see me like that. Sorry I stormed away like I did earlier.”

Erik swallows spit, his Adam’s apple bobbing. Erik has to look away himself, scratching his nose. He wasn’t prepared for that response at all. Little Yara always wanted him to see her naked. He knew she had a school girl crush on him. No wonder why she didn’t rush to cover herself even though she still looked embarrassed.

“No worries, ma. Uh,” Erik scratches his dreads, “So...you’ve always wanted me to see you naked?”

Yara toyed with a lock of hair, “Yeah...” she spoke with her voice barely above a whisper.

“You shouldn’t talk like that, little Yara, you’ll get yourself in trouble.”

They way he said that sounded so dangerous like fucking with him was the last thing any women would want to do. But Erik didn’t understand, that was ALL Yara wanted to do. He was back, if she didn’t make a move now he would be gone again.

“It’s been a while since you’ve seen me, Erik, I dabbled in trouble,” Yara spoke with a honeyed tone.

“Maybe you should get in that bedroom before Mike gets here then,” Erik says with a sly smirk.

“Yeah, maybe,” Yara giggles before letting out a sigh,

“Bye, Erik.”

“Bye, Yara.”

She didn’t want to move. She really wanted Erik to get up and follow her into her bedroom.

“What you waiting on?” Erik says inclining his head towards the bedroom, “Get in there, little Yara.”

“Come with me?” Yara says before she could even stop herself.

Erik’s eyes dropped and his lips parted. Eyes fully closed now, he clenched his jaw to try and calm his dick. Too bad it was already growing stiff in his jeans. The way she told him to come with her. Such a tempting little thing. Nothing he expected Yara to ever say to him. She’s right, she definitely is a grown women now. Erik wondered what that body could really do.

“I’m-im Sorry,” Yara’s brows creased, eyes cast down at her hands, “I’m being a little too bold right now.”

Erik looked towards the door, then back at Yara. He took in the sight of her barely able to keep that towel around her body.

“You mean what you said? You’re not playing games?” Erik asks with a serious tone, “Cuz if I get up off this couch and come with you, you’re getting all of me, girl.”

“I know,” Yara bites her bottom lip, “I know what I want.”

The way her lips pouted and her eyes looked up at him all innocent caused Erik to stand up slowly from the couch. Erik drew his lower lip between his teeth hands in his jeans pockets before stepping forward. Yara’s lower lip trembled and her breath came out in short gasps. Standing directly next to her now, towering over her with his large intimidating frame, was Erik looking down at Yara with awe transforming his face. Not wanting to waste anymore time, Yara began to walk forward towards her bedroom. Yara twisted the handle, turning to face Erik before opening the door. Erik followed her into darkness, Yara turning to face him with timid eyes. Erik raised a single brow at her, silently asking her if she was sure about this. Yara swallows spit before nodding her head slowly. Erik licks his lips before closing that door behind him, the light that illuminated the hallway disappearing.

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Hey Sis, Idk if you know what's going on rn but, It's ALOT of Mha fans spammed the fuck outta Horikoshi demanding gay ships/and what specific ships they want. They also demand Romance to the show. This might cause drastic change to season 5. I was wondering what is your input? (I don't think gay is being a problem. I feel like as a creator myself I would have been very annoyed. Idk I think it's rude)

is this a joke? 😐 regardless of the sexual orientation of the ship....odee asl, this ain’t even supposed to be a romantic story. just enjoy the show, read your fanfics and go bruh

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I'll never understand why WB had to redesign the Batcast for the new Bat adventures. Some characters took getting used to. But as for the villains, I'm roasting they asses cus they're ugly. Can't change my mind.

These Oswalds together look like 2 different people bruh. But we're here to talk about new Oswald. This Wimpy x Olive Oyl fusion snoody looking ass bitch. I'd like his outfit if it didn't have that lazy drawned bow tie looking like 2 triangles glued together & those fake ass MJ gloves. Also when tf did he have 10 fingers in dis universe? Also fuck that hair. Rocking a balding Mullet like ponytail before. Now it's just a boring cut down. Got dat snooty ass bitch look on face like his bird shit don't be stinking. I'll rock tf out u. Lookin like a whole ass Looney character or sum mf from the 30s.

Wot da fuck dey got Selena wearing here? Sis looking like a whole ass alien. Kid vs Kat looking ass bish. And her skin white af too? Did sis fall in some damn Joker acid too? Sis whole lower face is white as shit! Dat shit paler than crack. Like sis got the white slapped outta her and she just turned whiter. Das probably what happened. Her ass probably got on my mans Bruce last nerves one night and got da shit backslapped out her ass.

So my dude Matthew got turned a different color pal & got his neck privileges revoked? Lazy af but not the worst revamp.

You kno that meme: "upgrade, upgrade, FUCK GO BACK!"? Dis pre much sums up Jonathan here. My mans jus looks so dirty here. Looking straight outta da trash bin. Like literally dirty. Nasty ass teeth probably got dat hot ass breath blowing thru them bitches. Das a real fear toxin right there. Long ass black as shit dirty ass hair. Tryna copy off my girl from the ring w dat shit. Need to take dat dirty ass wig and mask and Amish hat tf off my dude. It is not rocking you. Dat whole worn out trashy ass outfit ain't working for you either hoe. You need to take yo ass a bath bitch cus your arms looking brown and ashy as a bitch. You can not even THINK about borrowing anything from me w yo dirty creepy stalker lookin ass. If you don't put down that damn stick like yo ass need help walking and shit I oughtta bitch ya ass with the shit fo going around dressed like dis. Take that damn rope off your neck bitch fo I do something Bruce won't do.

Bruh, you can not go up to my face and tell me these niggas are the same person in the same mofucking universe! Jervis What da fuck did they DO TO YOU MY N**GA?? N**ga looking like a damn leprechaun with special needs and shit. Rocking all dat dookie green swag but you got no swag anymore my dude. It's shit like you clothes and yo breath! Yo shits wasn't perfect and white before but them hoes looking hella worse now. What you get drinking all that damn tea my n**ga. Ol Tiny ass n**ga. Like wot. HOW?! HOW TF DID YO ASS SHRINK??? LIKE SOMEBODY TOSSED YOU ASS IN A LAUNDRY DRYER AND PROBABLY FORGOT TO TAKE YO STUPID ASS OUT. PROBABLY WHY YO HAIR WHITE AND SMALL AS SHIT YA UGLY ASS LUCKY CHARMS LOOKING ASS CRACK FEENY. If you don't hop yo ass back under a rainbow with dem skinny ass broken heel lookin ass tap dancing shoes.

Victor, bruh, they dem did yo ass so dirty in the new adventures. I ain't gonna lie that new suit kinda ok. But you looking like a whole skeleton and shit. Lookin like a young Palpatine & shit. Ol Frisky dingo looking ass! Need to put those goggles back on. The least yo (spoiler) 2003 Baxter Stockman ass can do now.

Yo ass probably looking mad as shit cus ya can't jack it no more n**ga. Dats all gon now. Long with yo unloyal ass wife. How tf she gon bounce on you after everything you did for her? After all the years and bull you had to put up with & she leave yo cold ass for another nibba? Fuck DCAU Nora. Just fuck her.

Scarface lookin like a damn Fanboy & Chum Chum character & his boy over here lookin like Chode. Next.

UUUUUUUUUUGGGHHHHHGG.

Just. UAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGHHH. Bruh I will never understand who tf thought this shit was a good idea?! Like who the fuck, was drawing dis nigga. Drew DIS Sus af shit. LOOKED at dis shit. And said to deyself: "Yeah dats da Riddler aight". HELL TO THE NAH DAT AIN'T NO DAMN DAS A (dick) FIDDLER! HE LOOKIN SUS AS FUCK NOW WITH THEM TIGHT AS GREEN SPANDEX AND THAT DARK AS HELL EYELINER. Looking like gay Christmas elf! Looking like a gay ass ballay dancer with them Spider Gwen ballerina shoes. You can't dance for shit nigga! Yo shit is SOOO DAMN TIGHT like I can get a good sight and shape picture of yo "Question mark" I'm telling y'all. sSSSUUUSSSSSSS. Looking like a bigasss lima bean. Skinny ass Jack skeleton moFucka. Like. They did my boy Eddy so freakin dirty with this. My mans had class, style, a nice look, HAIR. Now he. Whateverthelivingfuckdisbaldasspeterpanlookinmofuckasupposestobe. And i hate how that's how he did be lookin in almost every new Batverse when why tho? Nigg(m)a look stupid as hell. How tf he expect to be tooken seriously dressed and lookin like dis ? If I saw dis fucker in real life and he threatens me, imma laugh at his ass and beat him with his cane. Get ya Richard from Allen Gregory looking ass away from me. I can't!

Bruh it don't look that much but they did my mans Harvey dirty too. LOOK AT MY MANS FACE. good half i mean. Yall nigs kno. THESE MUHFUCKERS STRIPPED HIM OF HIS PRETTYNESS! Man. Dis version of Harvey was a pretty muhfucka. You can't deny dat shit

Even when he became Two-Face he still got dat 1 side of pretty.  And that deep af panty soaking voice to go along w it. He dat half and half package. 

Now HE LOOK LIKE DIS

WHOEVER TF DID DIS NEED DEY ASS WHOOPED! SQUARE TF UP NOW. NIGGA LOOKS LIKE EYEBROWLESS VERSION OF DOC FROM SECRET SATURDAYS. FAT ASS BLOCK NOSE MUH FUCKA.  His eye looks like traingle with a Nike logo on top of it. Lookin like a poorly drawn Dwayne The Rock Johnson. And ya other half ain't lookin that good either. Dat 1 eyebrow putting Helga Pataki to shame! I mean the shit didn't look good before but it was somewhat tamed, now the shit looking like full grownass caterpillar. And that lip black as hell. Kno that side dirty as fuuhck!

I don't even know what tf I'm sposed to say about DIS except (kinky..)

Angelica pickles looking ass. Bigass blonde captain coconut looking ass hairstyle. Looking like a blonde creepy ass Wednesday Adams. Dem black as fuck Kim possible lips. She actually looking like a family guy character with that bigass head and small body. I SWEAR she ded looking like one of Stewie's ex's right now my dude! Got  tiny ass flat ass guitar chip shoes. Looks like sis wearing fucking Zippers as shoes. Sis got that "i got something planned fo yo ass" smile. Sis look like she plotting something or did some evil shit already.

. . .

Bros I'm sorry but I'm just as confused as you like. I can't find a single thing different about Harley. Like literally nothing. Her makeup at night be looking blue sometimes, looking like a fakeass Livewire, but nah. They didn't even touch homegirl. Why tf is Harley the only character that stayed the same?????! Niggas was playing favorites. They had plans for that ass since day one. They was probs like: "Aye y'all. DO NOT TOUCH HARLEY. SHE STAYS THE SAME!" "why?" "JUST LISTEN TO ME BITCH!" "Wha bout her mans?" "Oh hell yeah fuck his shit up!" ...sigh.. Yep. It's that time...

UaaaaaaAAAAAAAHHH what else is dere to be said about dis ugly ass nigga? Dis nigga look like Yakko Warner & Freakazoid's love child! Dis nigga look like a random Tiny toons or Animaniac character! With that dookie green shirt and flower. You and Riddler's gay ass both matching them Dexter's laboratory Gloves. Why tf yo eyes eyes black as fuck tho?! How tf does one do that to theyself?! Yo ass probably snorted some shit and ya shits expanded and that's prolly yo pupils with ya cracked out ass. Nigga don't even look like a clown no more. Hell Jared Leto Joker atleast had the lipstick down. Dis nigga got dem ashy ass lips hanging out. Nigga think he owning too. Nigga you don't own shit! Broke as hell now. And yo design broke too. Joker? Man more like Broker. Got dat fairly odd parents hair. Got that Cosmo and Wanda in one. Like bitch if you don't. Just like Riddler i can not take yo animaniac looking ass serious. You do not scare me bitch! Bye!

Now see dis? DIS is Aight! A lot more fitting and & faithful to the character. No over the fucking top redesign, you can actually tell it's the same damn character as before, a little bit of swag for personality

So that's the tea. Ivy & Croc are the only good rogue redesigns in the whole series, evBody else ugly as shit.