#like i'm embarrassed of who i am + i feel like it'd bring him shame

[cathedrel]

my only real ambition in life is to be my oshis biggest fan zzz

[sparklecareforrealjustice]

well since ur mod barry... got anything to rant abt involving barry? how hes treated or written or w/e?

Oh, you have no idea. Barry is my favorite character in the whole comic (hence why I'm mod Barry) and recently I've been getting a lot more pissed off as to why exactly he's hated by the fanbase. One of the main reasons I see for hating Barry is "He's mean to Uni!" Now do keep in mind I'm not saying you HAVE to like him, but if you're going to hate a character at least have an understandable reason.

As for that lame "excuse" as to why he may be hated, I am gonna go out on a limb here and say that, if anyone had the right to be mean to Uni, it'd be Barry. Barry has schizophrenia and uses science to ground himself in reality, as stated many times. However, even after saying something about it, Uni still carelessly uses her magic around him knowing how he's going to react negatively to it, and he has every right to be upset that his well-being is being ignored by someone who he's supposedly close to.

Let me put it into perspective on how frustrating this is. Let's say that you have a roommate, and you're really sensitive to loud music due to a disorder you may have. But your roommate loves loud music. So, one time you react negatively to your roommate blaring loud music, and you say something about it. Your roommate nods and tells you that they'll try to avoid listening to loud music around you. And then for the next month, they keep blaring loud music. You react negatively again, only for your roommate's friends to gang up on you and tell you that YOU'RE in the wrong because you can't handle something as small as loud music.

This, as I just described, is basically what Barry deals with. He is shamed by both the readers of the comic, as well as characters in the comic, for not being able to handle magic. Which, if you're aware, is lowkey ableist. They expect him to just be able to get up and brush it off, which is hard to do when it's affecting how you think and how you see things. But the fans don't think about it. It's always "poor, poor Uni uwu cinnamon roll". Keep in mind I'm not saying "Oh Uni can't use magic EVER!!!", I'm saying that she needs to be more mindful about her surroundings and who she's around, especially if she has feelings for Barry. The last thing she'd want to do is have him be upset with her in that case.

Aside from that, I also want to bring up the fact that KC made him look even worse than he already did by making him sexually harass Polly. Which, you know, is EXTREMELY out of character for someone who doesn't even like being touched. He'd know that colder properties carry more bacteria and that being around Polly could be a death sentence, but of course he oh so conveniently forgets common fucking science!! Realistically he'd be avoiding Polly like the fucking plague.

For Barry supposedly being a self-insert, KC is very ignorant when it comes to writing for Barry, especially since she kitself has schizophrenia. Out of all the people to know what it's like to have your needs flat-out ignored and ridiculed, it'd be her. But she makes it a joke in this stupid ass comic, as well as things like sexual harassment. This comic is a fucking embarrassing excuse for writing, especially something as serious as delusions and mental illness -🧪

[yurinaa-world]

Dan Heng, Welt, Boothill, &Jing yuan with a S/O that’s like Homura Akemi (From Puella Magi) but like they have a boss fight where S/O is similar to Homulily (aka Homura’s witch form). Maybe after they’re defeated or when fighting them!

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𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈: Dan Heng, Welt, Boothill, & Jing yuan x Gender-neutral Reader

𝒮𝓎𝓃𝑜𝓅𝓈𝒾𝓈: with a reader thats their s/o yet get into boss fight with + after they've been defeated

𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈: fluff, spelling mistakes, I'm sorry this isn't what you had in mind and I realized that after writing it...(Ps: if you want to request I'll happily rewrite this because this isn't my best work), tried to make readers' personalities like Homura but honestly, the wiki did me dirty, Slight reference to Homura’s witch form (jing yuan).

𝒟𝒶𝓃 𝐻𝑒𝓃𝑔

He held you so close in his arms as if you were the most gentle thing in the entire universe. 

He didn’t believe it, he couldn’t take your betrayal, not like this. 

He wants to be mad, to let go, yet he can’t.

Looking at you, the way you gazed back at him with wide eyes and tears in the corner of your eyes. He loves you too much to lose you.

“Please don’t run away from me, I’ll care for you no matter what.”

𝒲𝑒𝓁𝓉 𝓎𝒶𝓃𝑔

“Tell me if it’s too tight.”

Feeling the bandage wrapped around your leg so gently as if you were made of delicate glass. You didn’t even want to look at any of your injuries only for it to bring shame in your mind. You never wanted anyone to see you like this, even welt.

“is it too tight?”

“It’s fine.” 

you just huff out, not even looking his way—just afraid of making eye contact with him— with your eyes staring intently at the wall instead. 

“I’m not mad at you if you think I am.”

 he whispers to you, but it sounds like he is shouting it, “I’m just worried about you.” tying the knot around the bandage.

feeling like your throat goes dry, leaving your lungs airless, unsure of what to say back; if you mess up again “I’m glad you still care. that's what I wanted to say.”

𝐵𝑜𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓁𝓁

“What do you think you’re doing?”

You sigh, taking in the loss of this fight. You betrayed your lover, betrayed him, and also lost to him. Yet now he’s still carrying you in his arms like you’re the most delicate thing the world would have to offer.

“Duh, takin’ care of ya.”

“But why?” Staring up at him with a confused look “Are you stupid or have a couple bolts loose after our?” 

“Hey, that ain’t no way to talk about yer’ saviour? I loved ya once and still do, even if ya stab. You’re stuck with me until I just blown up or somethin’”

“I tried to kill you.”

“Who hasn’t? Least’ ya were gentle with it, Means ya still love me.”

“I wasn’t even gentle..”

“Ya were. Don’t get embarrassed.”

𝒥𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝓊𝒶𝓃

You just lay on the cold ground, hoping to be swallowed by the world or just be killed. Your arms were restrained, which probably just made it easier for Jing Yuan to deal with the aftermath of all of this. 

Feeling your breath choke up on you, tears well up in the corners of your eyes. “Crying never suited you in the slightest.” He moved your hair to the side, so it wouldn’t playfully poke your eyes. His hand gently goes over the restraints and pulls them off of you.

Tears ran down your face but you didn’t make a noise or even move to stop it.  You didn’t have much energy left in you to try. 

“If you want to protect me so badly then maybe I should try playing a damsel in distress.”

his hand goes to wipe the tear off of your face,  his thumb softly moving across your cheekbone before moving to your chin. blood rushing to your cheeks,  your eyes wide in shock as you look at him through blurry vision.

“I’ll love you even when you’ll hate me. Stab me. Boucher me. I’ll love you”

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[sukea69]

I saw requests/prompts are open ! I’m gonna shoot my shot. Can I request Madara courting Minato, with jealous Obito? 🫣💕 who is he jealous of? It’s a mystery! Any era would be great, all similar age AU is fine, but I would prefer no genderbend. Something romantic or fluffy, no angst no hurt please 🙏🏻💞

I hope the prompt is inspirational! ☕️ Happy creating

THIS IS SO SILLY I had such fun. This has been such a strong mental image for me since I got this prompt LMAO under the cut cause it got long

Obito dragged his feet, already feeling embarrassed. "Do you really have to come with me?" he asked plaintively. Next to him, the elderly Uchiha clan head shuffled along, cane making a tap tap noise on the pavement. There was a pause and the next tap of the cane against the ground was more of a warning thud. Obito cringed. "Believe me, boy, I don't want to be here. It's your own shameful actions that have led to this. Do you understand?" Uchiha Madara had a voice like a creaking garden gate and a frown like a thundercloud. "No," Obito grumbled. "What did you say, boy?" "I said yeeees grandpa, sheesh."

They bickered all the way to the training grounds. ***

Obito should have known something was going to go wrong. He couldn't just be on time, that'd be stupid. No, something had to go wonky or he wouldn't be Uchiha Obito. He'd beat Rin to the training grounds, but Kakashi was already there, ignoring everyone to play with the jutsu sensei gave him to practice the other day. It already looked so much better than it had to start with. One day Obito was going to lose it and kill him and no one would find the body. "Namikaze." Grandpa said. If Obito had been paying attention, he would have seen certain doom approaching. Maybe if Bakakashi hadn't been DISTRACTING him, he could have stopped it before it started. "Oh! Uchiha-dono, hello, um. I wasn't expecting you." Kakashi looked Obito in the eye and smirked. The next time he flicked his fingers into the forms for the jutsu it was perfect. Obito seethed. "I'm here about the kid. You sent that note home for his guardian but I thought I'd come myself. Glad I did, you're a sight for sore eyes." "Um, thank you? I think? Yes, I need to talk to Obito-kun's guardian. He mentioned a grandmother…?" "Am I not good enough for you, boy? I'm his clan head." "Of course you're good enough for me, I mean, I ah. Let me rephrase. It'd be lovely to speak with you, Uchiha-dono, but I do need to be speaking with his guardian." "So you just don't want to talk to me about work, eh? I see, I see." Madara cackled and Obito whipped his head around, the sound registering. Nothing EVER went well when grandpa Madara laughed. "You…do?" "Let's chat over dinner tonight, Namikaze, what do you say? I won't bring up the brat even once." Grandpa Madara was smiling. Obito's mouth had dropped open in shock and horror. "Sure! That sounds really good, actually. I have a lot to ask you, most about—" "I'll pick you up at 6." Grandpa interrupted sensei, and sensei just nodded.

"I'll see you then. Ah, is it possible to set up a meeting with Obito's grandmother, as well?" ***

"So what do you think, boy? Will Namikaze sensei be your new grandma in a couple of months?" "Grandpa NO!!!"

[doctoratecuddles]

Oh, you have no idea. Barry is my favorite character in the whole comic (hence why I'm mod Barry) and recently I've been getting a lot more pissed off as to why exactly he's hated by the fanbase. One of the main reasons I see for hating Barry is "He's mean to Uni!" Now do keep in mind I'm not saying you HAVE to like him, but if you're going to hate a character at least have an understandable reason.

As for that lame "excuse" as to why he may be hated, I am gonna go out on a limb here and say that, if anyone had the right to be mean to Uni, it'd be Barry. Barry has schizophrenia and uses science to ground himself in reality, as stated many times. However, even after saying something about it, Uni still carelessly uses her magic around him knowing how he's going to react negatively to it, and he has every right to be upset that his well-being is being ignored by someone who he's supposedly close to.

Let me put it into perspective on how frustrating this is. Let's say that you have a roommate, and you're really sensitive to loud music due to a disorder you may have. But your roommate loves loud music. So, one time you react negatively to your roommate blaring loud music, and you say something about it. Your roommate nods and tells you that they'll try to avoid listening to loud music around you. And then for the next month, they keep blaring loud music. You react negatively again, only for your roommate's friends to gang up on you and tell you that YOU'RE in the wrong because you can't handle something as small as loud music.

This, as I just described, is basically what Barry deals with. He is shamed by both the readers of the comic, as well as characters in the comic, for not being able to handle magic. Which, if you're aware, is lowkey ableist. They expect him to just be able to get up and brush it off, which is hard to do when it's affecting how you think and how you see things. But the fans don't think about it. It's always "poor, poor Uni uwu cinnamon roll". Keep in mind I'm not saying "Oh Uni can't use magic EVER!!!", I'm saying that she needs to be more mindful about her surroundings and who she's around, especially if she has feelings for Barry. The last thing she'd want to do is have him be upset with her in that case.

Aside from that, I also want to bring up the fact that KC made him look even worse than he already did by making him sexually harass Polly. Which, you know, is EXTREMELY out of character for someone who doesn't even like being touched. He'd know that colder properties carry more bacteria and that being around Polly could be a death sentence, but of course he oh so conveniently forgets common fucking science!! Realistically he'd be avoiding Polly like the fucking plague.

For Barry supposedly being a self-insert, KC is very ignorant when it comes to writing for Barry, especially since she kitself has schizophrenia. Out of all the people to know what it's like to have your needs flat-out ignored and ridiculed, it'd be her. But she makes it a joke in this stupid ass comic, as well as things like sexual harassment. This comic is a fucking embarrassing excuse for writing, especially something as serious as delusions and mental illness. (note: reposted from the SCHFRJ blog as mod barry)

[ftm2bbw]

(Comments made by a good friend who pressured you into showing him your tits upon seeing them for the first time.)

"Holy shit, dude. Your boobs are huge! You were really hiding these the whole time? That must have hurt to squish 'em down that tight."

"Wait, wait, hold on. You've been taking T for how long? And your boobs are still this big? That's crazy! Just think of how big they'd be without that..."

"Are those really your nipples? They're so puffy and big! Is that, like, a side-effect of the hormones or... No, they're just naturally that big, huh? That's pretty wild. I kinda want to touch one. Is that weird to say?"

"...What was that? I've never heard you make a sound like that before... I just barely touched your nipple and... wow. These things must be crazy sensitive."

"Sorry, sorry, I know, I should have asked before I squeezed 'em like that but, fuck, I just had to try it, you know? I mean, when else am I gonna have a chance like this? They're crazy soft. I don't know how you deal with being so busty all the time."

"...Dude. I need you to be totally honest with me right now. Did you... Did you just cum? Like, no shame if you did, no judgement, I just... I wasn't expecting that. All it took was a little squeezing and you react like, well, like that. As long as we're being totally honest with each other, I, uh, I actually thought it was pretty hot... Hope that's not a super weird thing to say, hah."

"H-hah, how weird would it be if I just sucked on your udders right now? Boobs. Not udders, boobs. Udders? Pft, what a w-weird thing to call them, ahem. But, uh, I'm just gonna take a little taste. Yeah."

"F-fuck, man, I could get addicted to your tits. I think I already am. We're definitely gonna have to do this again. Here's your binder. I kinda like that you hide 'em. Makes it feel like it's our little secret, y'know?"

"Hey, uh, this might be kinda weird, since I know they probably give you all kinds of unpleasant feelings but... Have you ever wondered what it'd be like to be even bigger? Your boobs, I mean. Or if they made milk. I mean, that's what udd- boobs are for, right? I dunno, I just think it could be kinda hot."

God, I'd be such a mess. So embarrassed, squirming even, but I wouldn't be able to bring myself to stop him...

I can only imagine what would happen if his obsession with my tits grew. Constantly asking about them, commenting on them, pressuring me into showing them and pulling them out so he can grope them. Just objectifying me more and more for my fat tits...

[sirenascales]

could you write akutagawa and dazai x fem reader and their reactions to the reader using a lingerie? Nsfwww

👀 i would assume you meant them separately so... here you go!

f!reader

cw: smut, public sex (dazai)

Akutagawa tried to school his face as best he could when he walked into your share apartment and the first thing he saw was you standing there, all dressed up in beautiful white lace. You stood pretty for him, his face heating up as he looked you up and down. He brought a hand up to his mouth and coughed.

"What is this?" he asked, unable to keep his eyes off you as he stepped closer. You smiled at him, and he felt a shiver go down his spine. "What are you doing?"

You rolled your eyes, bringing your hands up to grip his jacket. "I'm seducing you, stupid," you answered, pressing your lace clad chest against him. Akutagawa went rigid and you giggled. Akutagwa was so funny, and cute, for such a dangerous man. How easy it was for you to push him to sit on the couch, climbing onto his lap to straddle him. "I thought you would like it."

"I am a fan of the lace..." Akutagawa muttered, his fingers gently tracing your soft skin, dancing across the patterns of the lace of your panties. You kissed him sweetly, running your hands through his black hair as he grabbed your hips, holding you against him as you two fell under the spell of lust and pleasure.

Soon, you were moaning against his mouth, Akutagawa not daring to remove the lacey piece you put on for him. You've done such a nice thing for him, it'd be a shame to get rid of it so fast. So you were still in his lap, panties pushed to the side with his cock deep inside of you. You rode him, hands on his still dressed shoulders as you bounced up and down on his hard cock. Your moans were loud and full of lust, Akutagawa grunting under his breath as you tightly squeezed around him.

"You feel so good," you gasped out, throwing your head back and moaning his name. God, you were so close. "Please, Ryu..."

"Come on," Akutagawa gasped out, choking back on a cough as he tightened his hold on your hips, pulling you down harshly on his cock. You cried out, throwing your head back. "Come on..."

You came with a cry, pressing your face against Akutagawa's neck as you trembled in his hold. He continued to fuck up into you until he reaches his own climax, cumming deep into you with a small moan.

You two slumped on the couch, breathing heavily. Akutagawa trailed his fingers up and down your spine, causing to you shiver. Akutagawa shifted beneath you and you glanced at him, giggling at the pink that tinted his cheeks.

"I... wouldn't mind you wearing this again."

"Oh? Now what is this?"

You gasped and whipped around in your feet, your jaw dropping when you saw Dazai standing there in the dressing room. Your face heated up, you standing there stunned at your boyfriend's presence.

"What the hell are you doing here?!"

"Shh! Don't be so loud."

"Dazai..." you glared at him. "I thought you were busy today."

"I was! Until you said you were going shopping, so I wanted to join you..." Dazai looked you up and down, a smirk on his face. "Though, I didn't expect you were going to shop for that..."

You looked down, your face getting even more hot as you grew embarrassed. You were trying on a black, sheer babydoll, seeing as the store you were in happened to be a lingerie store.

"I had wanted to surprise you..." you muttered shyly, well aware of Dazai's heated stare on you. Who could blame him, you were a sight in the sheer piece, your lucsious body on display for only him to see.

"Well, considered me surprised, beautiful. I am loving what I am seeing right now."

Dazai loved it so much, that soon he had you pressed up face first against the dressing room mirror, one large hand clamped over your mouth, the other gripping your hip as he fucked you from behind. Your breaths were harsh, Dazai's eyebrows pinched in concentration as he thrust into you with purpose. Your cries were muffled behind his hand and he chuckled lowly in your ear.

"Quiet now... you don't want anyone to find you like this, huh?"

You still wore the babydoll, it bunched around your waist. You stared at Dazai through the mirror, his piercing stare glaring back at you and you moaned again, body trembling as you soon hit your climax. Your legs turned weak, yet Dazai kept you up against the wall with his body as he still fucked you. It wasn't too long until he came him, his face pressed to the back of your neck as he breathed heavily.

Soon you pulled away from each other, Dazai hobbling on his feet as he fixed his pants, smirking at you as you shakily tried to get your clothes back on.

"Let's buy all of the ones you tried on today. I like them... very much," he said and you shivered again at the implications in his tone. You were in for it, but you weren't really complaining.

I am taking requests~

[estrxlar]

The Ghost Of You

01 - You’re Familiar

This chapters songs:

Daughter Of A Cop; TV Girl

I Hope To Be Around; Men I Trust

Weird Fishes/Arpeggi; Radiohead

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— Y. L. Perspective

My breath got louder and louder each second I ran. With my bento box hitting my hips, bag tossing around, and my skirt flying up, there was no way things could get any worse.

But luckily just around the corner, I spotted students climbing onto it, which made my feet run even faster.

Near late on my first day? Damn, Y/n, way to start your year.

   Just then, I heard the sharp hiss of the engine, sending me faster towards the vehicle than I had been pacing myself before. But still, the driver was ignorant, obviously not caring how much I needed this. It wasn't like my parents would take me anyways.

"WAIT..! PLEASE WAIT!" I started on the side of the bus, running side to side with the wheels. After a few seconds of loud disruption, it finally stopped. The break was hard, and students inside were heard making remarks of protest.

Sure, I felt bad for the people who had to get a brake check, but I on the other hand was completely out of breath and near dead. Couldn't they spare me?

"I'm, I'm so.. I'm so sorry I.." My breath is short, and loud while I breathe in and out, trying my best to try and explain my tardiness to the driver. He simply sighs, gesturing for me to seat myself already.

While I stumbled down the aisle, I received a few weird glances from fellow students. Some familiar and some new. I couldn't tell if it was because of my reputation, or because I looked like a hot mess. Either way, it was too early in the morning for one to give a damn. And so, I seat myself next to another student, finally resting from the marathon I had just run.

I sighed, rolling my head back, and placed my fingers on my temples. 'I probably look like a mess right now.' I thought, letting out a huge sigh. Once I sat my fingers back down onto my lap, I observed more of the people I was surrounded by.

Some third years I was familiar with, a few that wouldn't dare speak to me, and some that were strangers. Other second and first years I didn't know at all; throughout high school, I thought it'd be best to stay hidden and introverted, especially if I were to become popular in the music industry. Lots of young stars still went to school, and usually got dirt easily thrown onto their title and that's exactly what I would avoid this year.

Bringing me back to reality, I capture a peek coming from the boy I was seated next to. He had fluffy gray hair and seemed just as tired as me. But the bus was so dark, I couldn't completely make out his features.

"Something wrong?" I said to him.

He jumped a little, adjusting his eyes back down to his phone. "S-sorry, I didn't mean to stare. I just- I think I know you from somewhere."

"Lots of people know me, buddy—" I lifted my head, facing him. 'Hey, this guy does pretty familiar. But there's no way I'd forget a face like his. Then again, I have the memory of an 80-year-old woman.' I think to myself, examining his features in an awkward mood.

"Wow, it is you. (Y/n), it's been quite a while!" He smiled widely, reaching a hand out to me. I only froze, too confused to comprehend the situation. "You have no idea how glad I am to see you're doing well!"

"I-Im sorry?" I question, wondering why a stranger would confront me this way. But something was off— I knew him, I just couldn't remember where from. Maybe from previous classes, or from a concert?

He turns slightly, growing a smile on his pale face. "I was trying to figure out if it was you or not, but it is! It's great to see you're better. How are you?"

"Who are you?" I ask back, a bit frightened.

"Uhm, well, I sat next to you in math class during my first year. Remember? I was a little ditzy, kind of annoying, I never shut up about volleyball..?" He asks, hoping to get a hint of nostalgia. "Come on, you've gotta recognize me, right?"

"Wait, Sugawara!" My finger jumps out, pointing to his sitting figure. "I'm sorry I couldn't recognize you! It sure has been quite a while. But I definitely remember you, now! You were one of the people who talked to me during my first year.. thanks for that. Anyways, how've you been?"

"I think that's my line, L/n." Suga pats my shoulder, then places his hand onto his lap. "You've changed so much! I've gotta know how you're doing!"

"I-I'm not sure if that's a good or bad thing in your perspective, but thanks anyway. I've been doing just fine." I explain before a yawn escapes my mouth. Sure, this conversation was energetic, but I certainly wasn't.

"Again, so very sorry for being so forgetful. I don't remember much from first year, especially not anything in math, but I sure do recognize you now." I say, hoping my rudeness from before wouldn't have any effect on how he viewed me. Not that I cared, of course.

Luckily, Sugawara was forgiving that day. With a wide grin, he replies, "No need to apologize. People change drastically during high school; we're no exceptions. Although, I would've enjoyed being mutuals with you throughout most of it! I wonder why I haven't seen you around until today... I believe the last time we had talked was around the last day of first year."

"Yeah, we didn't have any classes together. If we had, I'm sure we would have stirred up a discussion. You seem very kind. " I gently smile, rubbing the nape of my neck. I tend to forget any bad memories, and the beginning of high school sure was a fat one.

"What a shame, you too seem wonderful.." He comments, gazing towards me for a split second, before reverting his focus. "A-anyways, it's a bit of a surprise I saw you here. Have you always ridden the bus? I usually take it in the mornings as well."

"I've actually just moved into this neighborhood. My parents work more hours than ever, so they decided it's best if I'm closer to school so that I can get to school and back quickly." I explain, tapping the sage green bento in my lap, before setting it on my side.

Sugawara nods, understanding the circumstances. "That makes sense. I'm sure you'll enjoy it now that you've got a friend in the neighborhood. Although, a girl like you must be quite familiar, right?"

'Is that intended to be disrespectful, or am I just tripping?' I think to myself, asking him to spell out the meaning of that remark. "I'm sorry, what? A girl like me?"

"Oh, crap! I didn't mean that to sound rude— I meant because of your band! I understand you guys are the talk around school, considering you're getting pretty popular in the field."

A sigh of relief leaves my lips, preparatory to my correction. "Oh, my band. I'm not sure I necessarily make friends, more like connections and acquaintances. Only a couple of students know about the band, and usually just the down-low ones. But enough about me, what about you, hm? I assume still volleyball obsessed."

I had obviously steered in the wrong direction with our conversation, for Suga's aura quickly altered at the mention of the sport. "Eh, I'm not as excited about it as I used to be." He says, along with a hint of dissatisfaction in his raspy voice.

"No way. What happened to cheerful Sugawara who asked me, the lamest, to join the girls' team?" I ask, hoping a bit of that childish personality was still inside the older version of Suga. The one which was taller, more masculine, more of a man than before.

"Honestly, can't tell you. 'Teams has been a mess ever since I've joined." He leans back in his seat, stretching his arms out, before placing them around his neck from behind. "We're hanging on my a very thin thread."

"Dang, that really sucks. You never know, things can always turn out better." I say, doing as he did, and resting against the leather seats.

"Yeah, of course. I guess it's pretty hard to keep going after so many fails, haha." A sad chuckle leaves his mouth, as he sighs.

"Anyway, nice talking. I'm outta take a quick power nap; I barely got sleep last night. Mind waking me up when we get to school?"

"Yeah, of course," Sugawara replies. With that, I'm left with laying music in my ears like always, and nodded off to slumber.

—

"Hey, sleepyhead. We're at school," I hear someone say, feeling a tap of a cold finger on my nose. Almost immediately, I shoot up from my position, standing directly above Sugawara while students leave the bus with their bags, having loud discussions of excitement. Was there anything more embarrassing than falling asleep on someone who ghosted you as a friend?

"Dear God, I'm terribly sorry." I panic, brushing down my blue skirt. "That happens on rides, it was a mistake."

"Oh, it's no big deal! Don't worry—" Suga chuckles, standing up from sitting. But before I could let him talk anymore, I started making my way towards the exit of the bus.

"Uhm, I've gotta go! Great talking, though. I'll catch you later, have a good day," I mumble, before frantically leaving the vehicle. 'What a morning.'

— K. S. Perspective

Before I could grant Y/n a polite goodbye, she'd disappeared in just a few seconds. But even so, the measly to,e I'd discussed with her was quite enjoyable. I couldn't believe how much she'd changed.

Long ago, the beginning of high school, Y/n was the type of girl you could barely see, as if she were invisible. I think the only reason I ever even noticed her was because we were seated next to each other in math class, and she immediately caught my attention. But thank goodness I had at least tried making an effort to talk to her, or else we wouldn't have had our conversation this morning. But it wasn't her fault she was so gloomy; supposedly she had lost someone close to her the year before.

Although our talk was brief, it still meant a lot to me. Especially since I was informed that she was finally happy. Looking down at the seat she used, there was a small box with a handle at the top, and a few anime stickers covering it.

'Is this what was making that loud tapping noise on the way here?' I asked myself, examining the box more. Small initials marked 'Y.L.' We're at the bottom, informing me it was Y/n's. At first, I considered handing it to our bus driver, but for the few years I've known him I learned he doesn't return lost things. And so, I leave the bus with it in my hands, ready to start my morning.

"Suga!" I hear a familiar voice call out to me. Looking up, I see my friend, Daichi, and another fellow behind him, Tanaka. The two of them jog towards me, with their scarfs unfolding in the wind. Both I had met in volleyball, and they've been my buddies ever since.

"Hey, Sugawara!" Tanaka exclaims, roughly slapping my back. The bento tosses in my hands, thankfully not spilling onto the floor. Unfortunately, he notices the box and snatches it right out of my hold. "Wow, feeling a bit girly, are we?"

I laugh in response, quickly taking it back. "It's not mine, it belongs to the person who sat next to me today. Hopefully, if I see her again I can give return it."

"Hopefully?" Daichi teases, as we all begin our walk towards the school doors. "Do you know her name?"

"Yeah, her name's Y/n. Know her?"

He lights up at the mention of their name, replying "Oh, I know her! That girl you never shut up about I in first year, correct?"

"Ha, yeah."

Tanaka doesn't understand, digging deeper into the situation. "What?! I've never known good ole' Suga to genuinely have feelings for a girl, unless it was some fling."

"I don't! I used to. There's a difference." I say, as we enter the building.

"If she rides your bus, then why don't you just give it to the driver? She'll probably go looking for it later at the end of the day. That is unless you wanna see her again.." Daichi teases me.

"You see, I would. But the bus driver is sort of a thief, and this girl has had a rough morning as it is. I just wanna be nice." I explain to him. Though a part of me did want to see her again and hope that we could talk longer than we did before.

"Sure you do," Tanaka says, patting our backs. "Listen, this is my stop. I'll catch you guys at practice?"

"Sure thing, bye." We say our farewells, and make our way towards the third-year halls. "What about you, Daichi? Got anything exciting happening this hour?"

"If stressing about volleyball counts, then yes! Most definitely.." He says, clearing his throat. "Watch, like, two people show up."

"Actually, Kiyoko informed us in the group chat that we've got at least four! That's better than last year, right?" I try my best to cheer him up, but it only made him even more nervous. I couldn't blame him. Too much was even more of a burden, but too little was a disappointment and would leave us exactly where we left off.

"It's okay, Suga. I have a lot of faith in our team. I know it's been rough lately, but as long as we try our best, we'll work this out." Daichi smiles, turning towards a separate hallway than mine. "I'm off to homeroom. See you later!"

"Yeah, see ya!" I'm left by myself, giving me more time to focus on what should happen today. - 1st, I have to go through each class and say hi to a couple of familiars, and hopefully not see anyone I've had a conflict with.

- 2nd, I had to give Y/ns bento back to them, but that could only happen if we happened to have a class with each other before, or if we had the same lunch.

- 3rd, volleyball tryouts were this afternoon. I had to make sure and represent myself as a role model, and make it clear I was vice-captain. I wanted nothing more than for the new players to feel safe.

But internally, I knew none of those plans would work out. Especially if I wasn't focused on them. Currently, all I could think about was Y/n, and how refreshing it felt to be around her again. When I was first around her was at the same time when things in my life started to fall apart, and my little crush on her made me feel better about it all. I guess you could say she was my comfort corner, even if she talked to me only once or twice during the week. And sometimes on her bad days, I would be able to at least get a laugh out of her, even if it meant making a complete fool out of myself.

All I wanted was for her not to harm herself or feel lonely, which took a quick turn towards me once the year had ended. Not only had my thing for her end, but my family soon fell apart after my mother had passed away. Of course, I still had my responsibilities like volleyball club and helping my younger sister and my father get through it. But it seemed that everyone would do their own thing, so I did the same. And for a while, I was lonely and didn't cope with the loss very well. Just like Y/n, I distanced myself.

This went on throughout my entire second year of high school, while she on the other hand started to get her life together. She started her band, made and covered a couple of songs, and finally healed from her hard year. Honestly, I didn't even really believe that she was in such a good state, but I was proven wrong today. Ultimately, she truly inspired me to pick myself up and start fresh. And now that she popped up so suddenly, I was back to square one.

'It's been a while, Y/n'

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HEYYY SHAWTYYYS.

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SO, I've finally rewritten the first chapter of my fanfiction!! It took a while, but I did it. If you didn't know, I started this story about eight months ago, and I had no writing experience. Now that I'm reaching the climax of this story, I decided I should edit the chapter, especially since they sucked ass! Nothing much was changed, just far more detailing and extra feelings.

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- your friendly Suga simp

[tokyoghoose]

nous aimons tous les deux jours

pairing: dabi x reader

playlist: things we never say - bad bad habits*, sincerity is scary - the 1975, love love love - of monsters and men, if i go, im going - gregory alan isakov, i dont know me like you do - low hum, if i get high - nothing but thieves ( alice kristiansen cover ), i dare you - the regrettes, problems - deathbyromy, fool of you - meltt, hell and you - amigo the devil, creature - it looks sad, tongues and teeth - the crane wives, hooked ( addicted you might say ) - eleisha eagle, nothings gonna hurt you baby - cigarettes after sex, a dream of you - far caspian, so alright, cool, whatever - the happy fits, a lovely night - ryan gosling

warnings: mentions of violence, brief mentions of drugs for expression, and suggestive themes

summary: we love every other day

announcements!

this is my first try at a enemies/lover thingy! Originally it was going to be an enemy to lovers but i liked the idea that they're just on opposing sides a little more haha. Lemme know if you'd like to see the other one though!

i know there are a lot of hero x villain fics like this out there 😌 this is my take on it, so please bare with me!

feedback is welcome and appreciated! requests are open!

"We really have to stop meeting like this."

An addiction. That's what it is. Either that or it's some kind of reverse psychology like you want what you can't have—because nothing else makes sense. If you knew him as a regular person, honestly you probably wouldn't have given him a second thought. If he was a hero you worked beside—or god forbid a villain—then you probably wouldn't have cared for a hookup or two, but then you'd get over it. It's not infatuation. It's an addiction. It's toxic and unhealthy and it just feels good even if it shouldn't. But the high; the high is unbeatable.

It continues on forever and more. From the moment his gaze pierces yours it's like snorting a rail of coke or taking a tab and the trip never ends. It's not even the fact you could get caught. You two are so damn obvious; anyone who stumbles into an alleyway at three in the morning would see the two of you doing more than what a fight warrants. It's just him. It's simply Dabi.

Romeo and Juliette's syndrome is probably a better term for it. But hell, it's not like he'd die for you. Right? It's not like you've known each other way longer than some days and nights and you certainly aren't teenagers and he's definitely not somebody who moves onto a girl and decides he's in love at first sight just because his 'rosaline' left him face down ass up. So maybe Romeo and Juliette is just lack of a better term.

But it's so unfair. How the hell are you supposed to escape him when it's like he's around every corner. With every breath you take, it's like he's an inch closer to crushing your chest with his. And maybe you want him to? This isn't very hero-like.

"You're the one always tracking me down, doll."

The pet name sends shivers down your spine and it makes you want him all the more.

Who am I? What has gotten into me?

You blame the pink tint to your cheeks on the brisk wind of the night, but the heat to them is a large contrast. You cross your arms over your chest and scoff, trying to look taller, stronger, and broader. Not in a threatening way, but more a warning.

This time you'll really take him out.

"In case you forgot, it's my job."

You tell yourself that every time.

And every time he gets away.

"I'm not doing anything but taking a walk."

He steps closer, the already short distance between you two getting shorter. The streetlamp that cuts the scene in half flickers, a moth flying away from the light and towards the moon. You count three squares in distance and you resist the urge to step back.

"You're a wanted criminal, Dabi."

He doesn't deny it but scoffs anyway, shoving his hands into his pockets leisurely. It's like he's never bothered. You're just a nat he's waiting to squash. You have to remind yourself of that: You're just prey.

"I think you just miss me." His tone is serious, but he's only teasing—no matter how true it is. You're starting to think that he can read minds—it's actually quite concerning.

You force a laugh past your lips, trying to show you aren't bothered by what he says. It's just a game of cat and mouse, and it's time the roles switch.

"Please. I could throw you in jail right now."

"But you wouldn't do that. Isn't that right, bunny?"

Your guard faulters and it gives him the opening he needs to corner you completely—and quite literally. It's a blink of an eye and he has you against the brick wall. It'd look rather suspicious to anyone passing, or maybe it looks endearing. But it doesn't matter, to begin with when it's a barren street. Even the crickets seem to have fled.

It's like wherever Dabi walks, everything else scatters. If it were the sea, you're sure it'd part red.

Dabi smirks, trapping you between his body and the cool, damp bricks. The mist from earlier rain seeps slowly into your hero suit, sending a violent chill down your spine. His other hand touches your hip, fingers grazing the fabric so faintly that it'd feel non-existent if it weren't for the heat radiating off them. You hitch your breath when his nose nudges your neck, his hot breath causes shivers and his eyes bore into your own with something mischievous.

"I-"

His lips ghost the skin of your neck and you subconsciously pull it taut, tilting your head to the side. You're beginning to hate how your body arches into his and how it reacts to the simplest of touches.

Like a brick to a window, your dissolve shattered easily.

Dabi quirks a brow, challenging you to continue as you sputter about. It's embarrassing. You can hear him say it now, just like so many times before: "Oh? A big hero like you getting flustered by a big bad villain like me? How cute."

Your walkie talkie comes alive with static and a voice cuts in asking for help to take down a gang of criminals a few cities over.

My saving grace.

"I-I have to go." You push him away by the shoulders with sudden confidence, but he doesn't seem to put up much resistance.

God, you want to wipe the smug smirk off his face.

He backs off and turns with an unbothered wave, proving his point that you wouldn't- couldn't touch him, much less win against him in any sort of battle. The untouchable.

"Until next time, right?"

———

It's like a new tide from the moon—how fast your feelings towards him change. He's awful. A criminal, a villain, a murderer. He's the literal icon of everything your against.. or of what you're supposed to be against.

But you understand him. You get his whys and you feel his emotion like you're apart of them. You empathize with him and it makes you so fucking angry at yourself because you know—as a hero—you should never side with a villain like him, no matter how much sense he starts to make.

Blame it on his tone and the smoothness of his words. He's just a swindler.

The next time isn't even a full week later. He technically protects you from some randoms in an alleyway and you catch him in the act of it all, turning to catch whoever was following you, only to be met with cold blue eyes and a pile of ashes in front of you.

Of course, it ultimately ends in the same place it always does; his bed.

His scent and touch linger a little too long after these meetings and you decide once again that this is the last time.

It's a real shame you have to blame it on his body heat and not the undeniable attraction you feel towards him. But you suppose that could count towards it.

His hands are anywhere—everywhere—and they leave a fire in their wake. It's too much and still not enough. All you want is to be closer. Fingers in his hair, pulling him into you until you can't, and then pulling him in more. It's like air, the way you breathe him in. When you finally give into dabi it no longer becomes a crime, but a necessity.

It's overbearing and messy and awful, but you can't help but slip into his embrace and into his warmth.

It's freezing and he's the sun.

Tangled in between cotton sheets, you feel him rub circles into your shoulder and you hear his heartbeat. It's reassuring to know someone like him even has one. Then again, he probably wouldn't have protected you if he didn't have one. How many times has he saved you from harm's way? Honestly, one time is too many.

It almost makes this fling of yours respectable. It almost makes you want to admit you're falling for that smug face and bad attitude.

"We talked about what we'd do if we ran into your league again, you know?"

Why on earth would you bring that up of all things, y/n?

He doesn't need to know anything about your career, much less your plans to take his team down.

"Hmm.. is that so?" Dabi's fingers move up to draw languid circles into your collarbone before shifting slightly to loom over you. His other hand comes to rest on your hip, sending a searing, but welcomed heat to the flesh. You hiss quietly at the sensation, already knowing there's a bruise forming from the activities not too long ago. His lips replace his hand on your neck and he removes his arm from under your head to hold himself up.

Your hand finds his messy hair, fingers delving into the raven locks and tugging gently as he makes his way to the column of your throat and to your ear. He nips at it, nose brushing against your jaw; his hot breath creating goosebumps that rise to your flesh.

"I like knowing you think of me when I'm not around, Angel."

The tone and raspiness of his voice makes you groan, feeling him kiss beneath your jaw. You just know he's smirking at the reactions he elicits from you because you can feel it. He enjoys watching your internal struggle. You can't act like you didn't choose to form whatever this is with him.

You tug his hair to look at him, bringing his face up and he almost looks annoyed that you disrupted his path heading down towards your chest. Your lips ghost over each other's and you lean in for a kiss, only for him to pull away and leave you chasing.

"I also like when you call my name."

Your hand falls from his hair to cup his jaw, practically pulling him forward into a kiss. It's rough to cover up the intimacy and need behind it. His fingers dig into the plush of your hip, thumb pressed into your stomach before his hand goes upward with an ulterior motive.

Pulling away from him before he can initiate anything more, you run your thumb across his lips and the silver bands that adore the lower half of his face. Surprisingly enough, it didn't take long to adjust to the different textures

"And I like how you kiss me."

This almost feels too domestic—not that you mind, but you're positive he knows you're wrapped around his finger, in the palm of his hand. It's impossible to hide it now. Your actions speak louder than the three words on the tip of your tongue, poisoning your mind.

It makes you cringe when you think about it all. How easily he can get into your head and twist your arm. Some nights you catch yourself thinking that maybe you'll be able to convince him to open his eyes a little wider to see your point of view, especially when you've begun to see his. They're horrible—the villains you go against, but he makes them seem so different. You hate how he makes you double think everything.

He playfully nips at your thumb when you push it gently between his lips, teasingly. His hands trail up your arms, pulling them off of him and above your head. You're the one who makes the move to intertwine fingers as he pushes them down harshly on the pillow underneath you. Insatiable. That's what he is. Is it so wrong to keep wanting more?

The sun beginning to rise over the horizon and spilling in through the window doesn't seem to stir him as he makes his descent from your lips.

You already know that by the next morning you'll hate him and that surrounds him. You'll hate yourself for listening to your heart instead of your head simply because it just 'feels so right.' It's a constant cycle between the two of you, and you're sure he feels the same. He doesn't agree with anything you stand by like a hero, but there's something that keeps him close enough.

There's only so much you can expect, even when you deny it over and over.

But god, you have to stop meeting like this.

[punkscowardschampions]

Jimmy & Janis

Jimmy: 💕 Janis: feeling the love 'cos corporate making ya, hey? 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Janis: again, don't need these intimate updates honey Janis: not #goals Jimmy: 😂 Jimmy: No, what's goals is what we're gonna do, babe 😏 Jimmy: Keeping you outta the house 'til there's no cringe factor left Janis: Ahh Janis: colour me intrigued Jimothy Janis: what's the dress code? Jimmy: 🤔 Jimmy: Nothing Tam would be seen dead in Janis: Alright, no body con that shows all my worst bits, gotcha Janis: do I get ANY clues? Curious 🙀 right here Jimmy: You might just make yourself a new bae Jimmy: But pace yourself mate Janis: 😳 Janis: i don't own any PVC clothing, you know that, yeah? Jimmy: I do now 🎻 Janis: 😂 can literally hear Gracie in my head asking me what i'm like rn Janis: letting ya man down on vday Janis: honestly Jimmy: when one twin's a giver and the other's a taker 😂 Janis: tbf, we BOTH told you you'd got the wrong one but Janis: cloth ears you Jimmy: Down for the challenge Jimmy: Too late to not be a stubborn dickhead, me Janis: looks like we're both stuck then, lad Jimmy: there's that #realtalk mate Janis: can't say we didn't both give it a fair go Janis: #longdistanceloveinskerries #teenagerunaway Jimmy: You'll always have Twix 💕 Janis: gotta have someone to rely on init Jimmy: #tea Janis: #scaldedagain #jobhazard Jimmy: [Sends a selfie of an actual burn/on the job hazard] Jimmy: Stuff of fantasies that Janis: Poor baby! Has Tam not offered to 💋 it better? Janis: #slacking Jimmy: She's got her 👀 a bit lower down Jimmy: I'm just a piece of 🍖 Jimmy: The real hazard Janis: start a # about it Janis: 'cos can't blame her Janis: part of the problem, truly Jimmy: Will do Janis: being all distracting there with your apron and that Janis: asking for it Jimmy: I thought it was the shoes Jimmy: Sexy from head to toe like Jimmy: 🐶💗 Janis: 😋 something certainly got tongues n tails wagging Jimmy: 😎 Jimmy: The company I keep, I think 😉 Janis: valid, the bitches love me 😍 Jimmy: Alright, save it for the 'gram Jimmy: #humblebrag Janis: Twix is a busy lady, only got you scheduled in so far Janis: guess the fans will have to make do with your mug 😜 Jimmy: unlucky lads and lasses Janis: they love it Janis: 'til some other cunt is unlucky enough to be enrolled in our school, you're gonna stay flavour of the month 🍦 Jimmy: 💪🥇 Janis: meanwhile, i gotta wait 'til the next fam scandal 'til I'm relevant again Janis: such is life Janis: not that its ever THAT long 🙄 Jimmy: Whip up some fake drama for you to hide in if you want Jimmy: Crack 'em out with the lattes Janis: I don't doubt you're capable Janis: just getting over sinkgate 😏 Mr. Lucas never will 😉 Jimmy: 😂 Jimmy: He's one of the only dickheads who hasn't been in today Jimmy: Still time 🤞 Janis: think a milky earl grey is his shout Janis: get it ready, really impress him Janis: more than you did, obvs Jimmy: The coffee breath and forehead vein says espresso though 🤔 Jimmy: Man o mystery Janis: 🤤 Janis: so hot Jimmy: More competition is it? 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Jimmy: always been about a wonky fringe meself Jimmy: Clompy shoes are a massive bonus when Twix is being a mad bitch underfoot too like Janis: draw the line there pal Janis: gotta get the dog in the divorce like Janis: not letting that hipster bitch anywhere near Jimmy: 🥊 Jimmy: going down swinging Janis: if she doesn't scream cat lady as is, she's defs into weird pets like fucking Janis: stick insects Janis: hope you're soooo happy together like 🖕 not even mad Jimmy: 😂 Jimmy: nice to have your blessing, mate Jimmy: be my best man on the day Janis: literally fuck off Janis: only just got rid of the lesbian rumours and you wanna put me in a suit WHILST friendzoning me Janis: nah 😤 Jimmy: spoilsport Jimmy: found a challenge she won't accept Janis: only way i'm showing up is if you invite all your exes and put us on a table so we can chat mad shit on you Janis: be a man about it, boy Jimmy: card table at the back, couple of chairs so you can place your bets 👍 Janis: more like it Janis: hook up with your actual best man Janis: pure spite and alcohol fuelling me Jimmy: It'd probs be Cass so best not Jimmy: no good for the rep Janis: 😡 Janis: same tho, if i ever got hitched (ignoring the unlikeliness of that) i'd have to hit up the sibs for those bridesmaids and ting Janis: least my fam is good for numbers if not company like Jimmy: Grace has used her twin senses and is moodboarding somewhere rn Jimmy: Unlucky Janis: 🤢 don't Janis: vietnam flashbacks rn Janis: you know how many fake weddings of hers i've attended Jimmy: I can imagine Jimmy: And am Jimmy: Cute 😂 Janis: Fuck off Janis: shame your dad don't wanna be bffs Janis: can't hit him up for embarrassing pics and stories to use against you Jimmy: Another win to my name Janis: 🖕 Janis: sincerely hope you get a beverage thrown in ur face Jimmy: 💕 Janis: Wish you'da got me some earplugs Jimmy: Come on over mate, I've got loads Jimmy: #whenyourdadisdating Janis: literally Janis: at least you know its the same woman to avoid when she runs to the bog to clean herself up Janis: Pablo already on 2nd of the day Janis: Need a way to let 'em know Jimmy: Gotta have a sleepover with your real bae Jimmy: Twix'll sort 'em Jimmy: Sticking her nose in, literally like Janis: Oh that sweet curious girl Janis: some things she never need see 🙈 Jimmy: #nosybitchproblems Janis: getting dirt on enemy #1 anyway she can Janis: those bribe bones coming her way Jimmy: Happy v-day to her Janis: Maybe you and wonky fringe can have a fuck-off Janis: bet she's a right goer when you get the hair down and glasses off like Jimmy: Invite you and Mr Lucas for the post shag debrief Jimmy: Give you a /10 Janis: Naturally Janis: so curious to know how I rank 😒 Jimmy: Always a 10 with Twix Janis: 🙌 Janis: that'll help with the rep Jimmy: Me and Killer'll take the heat off with our new relationship shine Janis: yeah it loves you Janis: daft fucking dog Jimmy: Pity I can't turn the 💕 into 💰 Jimmy: Loads of lattes no will to keep slinging 'em Janis: Looking for a career change? Janis: fame getting too real? Jimmy: Got me looking like a deer in the headlights Jimmy: Tammy's livid Jimmy: There can only be one Janis: 'bout to be a bloodbath in CG Jimmy: Place your bets, mate Janis: hmm Janis: Tams got the reach like but reckon she's mostly talk n neck Janis: nan's not been in has she? 😉 Jimmy: She's serving me that 💔 while I crane my own neck looking out for her all day long Jimmy: no sign yet Janis: Gutted Janis: even she's feeling the lurve today Janis: literally no place to go Janis: so tragic Jimmy: About to eat my feelings like a proper flat white squad member Jimmy: Speaking of feeling that l.u.r.v.e did you hear how many cards Cass got sent? Jimmy: 7 Janis: WHAT Janis: get it gurl but also fuck off lads she's too lil Jimmy: walking about like its nowt Jimmy: 😎 Janis: thank god Janis: no one needs that ego boost Janis: fuming tbh Jimmy: Bobs made one at school Jimmy: guess who for Janis: Aww, bless him Janis: she does need that boost Janis: he gonna hand-deliver? Jimmy: He's insisting Jimmy: So be about Jimmy: You got one too Jimmy: moving in on my lass Janis: we in, have to kick the empty ice cream cartons out the way like but find us in front of bridget jones or similar Janis: i'm honoured like 😊 Jimmy: Yours is bigger but hers has more glitter Jimmy: Can't call a winner Janis: size matters Janis: #facts Janis: soz Gracie, gotta fight you or you'll get too comfy Jimmy: Just don't let her vlog it Jimmy: Don't need porno style #s going viral Janis: MY TWIN ATTACKED ME!?!?!?! (NOT CLICKBAIT) Jimmy: Haters, on this sacred day Jimmy: #savage Janis: Glad to keep her in #content Janis: who's the real ⭐ baby Jimmy: 🤩 Jimmy: Better than 💝 chocs Janis: the calories! 😱 Jimmy: who needs food when you can exist on ☕ and even hotter goss 💋 Janis: diet of champions that 🙄 Janis: mia be bullshitting them that she doesn't run on sheer cuntiness Jimmy: Mia? A bullshitter? 😲 Jimmy: Nope Janis: awks 😕 Janis: did you think you was forever? Jimmy: she was my fucking cinnamon apple Janis: 😂 Janis: at least i've got an excuse to fight her again Janis: try not to get in the way this time Jimmy: Will do Jimmy: 2nd rule of fight club, get out the way dickhead Janis: brad pitt in that film Janis: mwah 💋👌 Jimmy: Alright Jimmy: I got no retort because Helena, not the one like Janis: crazy bitch not your type, eh? Janis: think the masses would have to disagree 😏 Jimmy: Start a # or I'm not listening, sorry everyone Janis: he's a modern man Jimmy: 💪😎 Janis: wonder if anyone will get pregnant tonight Janis: wanna make a bet? Jimmy: yeah Jimmy: I'll put today's wage on it Jimmy: No tips Jimmy: Need them for our big 💕 plans Janis: alright, you're on Janis: here's hoping its only the tip for all the other lads like Jimmy: 😂 Jimmy: Walked into that one Janis: 💁 Janis: shame we're not a hardcore catholic school #upthebuttforjesus Jimmy: I'd have to pray meself if I'd made a bet under them conditions Janis: what can i say? just like me, showing faith in our peers Janis: ur so negative, babe Janis: like dem tests 🤞 Jimmy: don't need to be an optimist to wait for those positives Janis: we'll see Jimmy: what to I get when I win this one Jimmy: quite a streak now babe 😏 Janis: 😣 Janis: on the off chance you manage to scrape a win Janis: what do you want? Jimmy: 🤔 Jimmy: Escape route for longer than a night for starters Jimmy: Lovebirds doing my head in Jimmy: I'm thinking a weekend break that isn't #cursed like Janis: Always down for running Janis: up for it not being away from you this time 😉 Janis: bringing the kiddos or? Jimmy: Depends if they kick off Jimmy: Got time to work on bribes Jimmy: Dad's Valerie might wanna play happy families 😒 Janis: 😬 Janis: that'll be fun Janis: can't have you dealing with that Janis: at least their tales of woe whilst you were gone will be packed with that #scandal and #drama Jimmy: might be easier to take 'em amount of SOS's we'd get Jimmy: Cass blowing up both our phones before we're out the door Jimmy: fuck knows Janis: Eithers cool Janis: just leave the hardcore whips n chains at home like Jimmy: Damn Jimmy: Alright done Jimmy: If we stick 'em on their own does that make us the mccanns Janis: not if we don't drug 'em Janis: stick to sweets and other such bribes and we'll be alright Jimmy: Gonna be enough of a plan getting there without adding a murder cover up Janis: honestly Janis: not on the agenda Janis: not a nice pretty white doctor like, never getting away with it Jimmy: not the 💕 american films'd have you believe either I reckon Jimmy: Surrounded by a cloud of smoke already cheers don't need a hail of bullets Janis: yeah if #blacklivesmatter taught us anything Janis: not the ideal way to spend a weekend Janis: also, still creasing at her name Janis: such middle aged hot piece of ass vibes Jimmy: 😂 Jimmy: definitely can't promise you any of that Jimmy: but if you win, I'll 🚭 and hopefully run like less of a middle aged dickhead with a dad bod Jimmy: less of an evidence trail an' all Jimmy: win win Janis: whoa, that's awful big talk from the resident chimney Janis: you are sure you're gonna win 😉 Janis: but i accept the full Ts and Cs Janis: you should train with me Janis: not just an excuse to 👀 the dad bod Jimmy: Deal done then Jimmy: Trying to see me in my short shorts Jimmy: You'll have to catch me first like Janis: wouldn't even be fair to make it a competition like Jimmy: If you're too shit scared, mate Janis: just curious why you wanna lose so bad Janis: thinking you might love what punishment i have in mind? Jimmy: Wondering what it feels like 'cause it never happens Jimmy: You seem to be about it with all your repeats Janis: I'm going to enjoy making you suffer Jimmy: 😏 Jimmy: Gonna start a club with Mr Lucas? Janis: any time i get to spend with him like Janis: not like I wanna think up new cruel and unusual ways to get you but Janis: needs must Jimmy: 💕 cute Jimmy: I'd tell him to get his 🎻 out but we know what those hands are busy doing Janis: eurgh 😂 too far Janis: my 'rents reckon he's an actual predator, like, there are stories Janis: do not wanna commit so hard to this bit that I become his next victim forreal Jimmy: Not gonna happen babe 💪😎🐶 Jimmy: Squad got you covered Janis: My heroes 😍 Jimmy: If Twix isn't up to it my bae'll come through Jimmy: Named for it literally Janis: Reckon that was the idea Janis: or they were being ironic with it Janis: #sojokes Jimmy: either way I'll knock him out before its a drama Jimmy: as long as you don't get in my way naturally Janis: don't worry, got the sense I was born with 😜 Janis: dickhead Jimmy: Lucky you were born with it Jimmy: Some of us have neither Janis: 🎻 Janis: so what part of pretty woman you looking to recreate this time Janis: what's your artistic vision? 😏 Jimmy: I haven't seen it Jimmy: Bound to be an aesthetic montage though, isn't there? Janis: don't let my sister hear you Janis: roped into GIRLS NIGHT! before you know it Jimmy: Get the popcorn in Gracie, mine's salted Jimmy: Shout you a diet something if you keep the noise down, hun Janis: #romanticvdaynightplans Janis: i get why she got confused, you have #boundaryissues mate 😂 Jimmy: Living up to that dating a twin stereotype Jimmy: The people in my comment section DEMAND it, alright? Jimmy: #gottagiveemwhattheywant Janis: Nah, bitch, you can only play that if we're identical Janis: its not like whoops thought it was u Janis: on ANY level 😤 Jimmy: 😂 Jimmy: Oh shit the boss is the embodiment of that emoji Jimmy: Yours not mine Jimmy: Gonna have to get a room Jimmy: Ban him, that's not how I'm earning employee of the month perks, sorry lad Janis: Convenient 😒 Janis: lemme catch u in her inbox boi 🥊 Janis: jk, get to work slacker, catch you in a mo Jimmy: 🐊 Jimmy: In a bit 💕 Janis: 🖤