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Personally, I hope Eddie gets a whole Eddie Begins Again episode that starts with him in confession/at the church talking to The Hot Priest™ about his childhood and we get a flashback to little preteen Eddie and his best friend and Eddie clearly has a crush but doesn't understand it.
Back in present day we see Eddie talking with the team about crushes because Denny has one and Hen talks about her first crush being on her best friend in middle school. Bobby's was on a girl from camp. Chim's was on a celebrity. Buck's was on his kindergarten teacher. Eddie hesitates and says his was on his best friend too and everyone looks at him sympathetically because Eddie has said Shannon was his best friend before.
Then we get a flashback of him meeting Shannon and being smitten with her, but we also see him and Best Friend having a sleepover and we see Eddie's face get a little pinched (you know the look) when best friend talks about his crush on a girl and then Eddie puts on that mask we see him wear all the time and starts talking about Shannon because he is infatuated with her and it's easier to focus on that than on how he feels for Best Friend.
Then we get more talk with the priest and maybe with Bobby and maybe even a call with Chris where Chris asks who best friend was because he found Eddie's old yearbook and they looked really close in the baseball team candid pictures.
We get a flashback to Eddie at Church and the priest talking about how gay people go to hell because it's a sin. Then after church in the basement eating donuts Eddie overhears his mom and another mom talking about how sad it is that Donna Lopez's son is a queer.
Another call, this one at an engagement party for two women. Eddie is again extremely competent and Buck slaps him on the shoulder with a laugh and says something about Eddie not having to worry about being hit on at a lesbian engagement party.
Eddie flashes back again this time to enlisting and telling best friend before he tells Shannon. Then we get a moment where Eddie is really close with a few guys in the Army. Then we get him and Shannon fighting between tours and Eddie going to best friends house to find that he's there with his new fiance and Eddie laughs and says he's there to congratulate them. He cries in the car outside his house and it's clear he doesn't understand why he's so upset - is it that he's overwhelmed with life? Is it that he and Shannon are fighting? Is it that he feels like a failure? Is it because best friend is engaged? Is it all of it?
We get a call at a gay wedding them (because it's all very on the nose) and Eddie is competent as always. He gets a guys number and then we flash back to Eddie's first time out in L.A. where a guy hit on him and Eddie turned him down by saying he was married.
Back in present day he and Buck are drinking beers at Buck's loft and Eddie has the same soft look he always has when he looks at Buck, but then we see him tense for a moment like he's realized something. When he leaves he goes back to the church and finally tells Hot Priest™ the thing that Eddie buried so deep that it took decades to uncover - He thinks God hates him and bad things happen to him because he's had thoughts about men. He's loved men. He loved Shannon, he always will love Shannon, but she's the only woman he ever loved, but he's loved more than one man.
Hot Priest (who is still catholic) says that God doesn't hate anyone and God doesn't punish people for thoughts and that having those thoughts isn't a sin, but acting on them would be.
Eddie shuts down for a second and then we see a flashback to Eddie meeting Karen and wine nights with Hen and Karen. We see him bitching at Josh but fondly. We see Buck Buck Buck everywhere, bathed in golden light. Eddie stands up and thanks the priest, but says he doesn't think he'll be back.
As he walks out of the church it's Eddie's turn to be bathed in golden light of the setting sun. His phone rings and it's Chris telling him he wants to come home. Eddie smiles and the episode ends with him shaving off the moustache and booking a flight to Texas. He's got a kid to reunite with and then he's got some stuff to talk to Buck and Bobby and Hen and maybe even Chim about.
#eddie diaz#911#911 abc#911 on abc#buddie#911 spec#not really spec I know they'd never do an episode like this#but#I like the idea of it#maybe I'll write a fic about it
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i need a new freshman who's OBSESSED with Kevin Day. Biggest Fan, can barely get a word out. this freshman dreads and DREAMS of the day Kevin will rip into the way he plays. Everyone else is like "oh dw the novelty will wear off" but then it's week 11 and they still worship the ground Kevin walks on.
#all for the game#aftg#kevin day#aftg headcanon#maybe i'll write a fic about it#if inspiration strikes
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Sweet lil headcanon that after acosf and hofas Nesta and Cassian visit taverns all across Velaris where the dance the entire night and blow away the crowds that come to see them. There is so much love between them that it starts spreading. People join in their dances. The bands hear of Nesta Archeron and want to impress her with the new music they've made.
Nesta is smiling, laughing, and dancing as her mate twirls her around. She's always a little surprised that he can keep up. He smirks and mentions that the 500 balls he has had to attend gave him enough dancing lessons to last a lifetime.
They don't drink, but in between dancing they eat good food. Sure some of it is not the healthiest, but other than chocolate Nesta loves a great cheeseboard. The taverns know she doesn't drink so they serve her virgin cocktails. She's never smiled this hard before or laughed so much her stomach hurts.
This becomes such a big event that every year on her birthday the taverns stay open late. Cassian, Nesta, and their friends travel from tavern to tavern dancing away and celebrating their loved one. This gets so popular that folks from other courts start visiting during this time and it becomes a whole festival where people bring their best outfits and their happy feet to dance.
Sometimes they can't always make it due to missions or other circumstances. But the whole city gathers around and sings happy birthday anyway. Whenever Nesta and Cassian have the time they'll dance together even in silence even if they're not Velaris.
Nesta loves her little life with her mate as they dance the night away.
#this is just so sweet#Maybe I'll write a fic about it#who knows#Nessian#Nessian headcanon#acotar#acotar headcanons#a court thorns and roses#nesta archeron#Cassian#cassian acotar#velaris#city of dreams#headcanon#my headcanons
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#i can't believe I have to wait until 2025#... the scenarios building in my mind#maybe I'll write a fic about it#Spotify
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I'm so convinced that Bucky is an amazing dancer. I mean he was the heart throb from the 40's so he had to be a great dancer.
just a thought.
#what I would give to dance with him#maybe I'll write a fic about it#Bucky barns#bucky barns x reader#marvel
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Ugh my GI stuff is acting up again today so I'm gonna stay home again and I'm so sick of this!!! I want to feel better and I want someone to sit next to me on the couch and bring me ice chips and run their fingers through my hair until I fall asleep is that too much to ask?
#maybe I'll write a fic about it#live vicariously through my blorbos#aur rambles#medical cw#original posts
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So you know how it's canon that Will listens to true crime podcasts?
What if that's how he finds out that Nico is from the 1940s?!
Like he's listening to the latest episode about 'the death of Maria di Angelo and the disappearance and supposed kidnapping of her missing children, Niccolò and Bianca di Angelo'.
And it's not all that strange for demigods to pop up in conspiracy blogs or podcasts - Percy had a four part series about him, and Will listened to the whole thing during a nightshift at the infirmary.
So yeah, Will starts listens to the di Angelo episode thinking nothing of it, maybe he's just hoping to have a laugh about what the mortals thought happened to Nico or maybe he's more than a little curious about Nico's mysterious past.
And the hosts, in crackling stereo voices because they desperately need a better mic, are talking about lightning striking the hotel, how "the storm popped up out of nowhere" and the "strange seismic activity reported in the area at the time"...and then the date drops...
The hosts say something along the lines of, "The di Angelo siblings were reported missing by their family back in Italy after no word had been received of their safe passage to America. The police report states they were last seen by an anonymous witness entering the Lotus Hotel & Casino with an unknown third party in December of 1942."
And Will's just sat there, gaping at the infirmary bed he'd been stripping of its sheets. Because everything is adding up now, and Will's not quite sure how he missed it...
#cue Will freaking out about Nico’s vaccination status#the next episode is totally 'The Lives and Deaths of Marie and Hazel Levesque'#and Will's brain just breaks again#will solace#nico di angelo#pjo headcanon#solangelo#pjo#maybe one day I'll write this fic#in the very distant future bc I have so many others in the works#timeline wise i'd imagine this is set during or soon after Nico's three days
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Behold, my sappiest (and longest) Lari comic yet, I hope ya'll enjoy some tooth-rottingly sweet fluff UvU
More of me rambling under the cut:
Honestly I was so worried about posting this one, I wrote it when I was really needing some comfort so it turned out very sweet, less humorous than my other shitten stuff, but hey if you've watched and liked my animatic that's what you're here for anyways >:)
As much as I love feral Nari I just love writing him being all soft and chilled out tbh, this cat has been fully domesticated over years of TLC (Tender Lamb Care), I just hope others like it as much as I do too :p
#cult of the lamb#cotl narinder#cotl lamb#cotl oc#cotl shitten#narilamb#true devotion#Collie's Art#Lari#Yes this Nari wasn't an amazing dad but he fixed his relationship with the twins#I have a whole fanfic idea about that ordeal but I have no idea how to write it#lemme just actually get back to writing sfw fics again and maybe i'll get back to that idea#Cotl Marshmallows#Marshmallow Cheeps
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When your best friend is a bilblically accurate angel
They are all in the same situation guys (Yes I headcannon Pix as a watcher, since the Empires x Hermitcraft crossover hghgh)
They are three stages of one expierience
Mumbo: confused, shocked, kinda uncomfortable when around Grian in his full form, starts getting used to it
Impulse: Used to it
Sloy: Literally. Doesn't care. "You're a watcher? Cool."
Also this meme
That's the vibes I get from them
Ngl "My best friend is a biblically accurate angel" sounds like a good movie/book title
#hermitcraft#hermitblr#grian#mumbo jumbo#impulsesv#skizzleman#sloyxp#pixlriffs#eyes#and stuff you know#watchers#grian skizz and pix are all different types#of watchers#if you even care btw#maybe I'll talk about my aus and hcs more#maybe I should#there's this watchers hierarchy-#dies#I could write a fic about this#says in “you could make a religion of of this”
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hello! i've written a short little machete fic, and i wanted to share it with you as thanks for all the incredible art and generous question-answering you've been doing these last few months. i hope that if you give it a look, you enjoy it. <3 keep up all your amazing work! archiveofourown [.] org / works / 50945128
✦ A Voi ✦
#wake up honey new fic dropped#feeling blessed#eating this out of your hands like a baby deer#it's so good you guys treat my lads so well#and write so beautifully and vividly and eloquently#I rambled about this in length in the fic's comment section so I won't repeat myself too much here#but in this one Machete has a little breakdown and gets lovingly bathed like the sad and stunned dog he is#really captured his neuroticism and endless uneasiness#excellent Vittorio content augh I adore him#I'll definitely come back to this later and draw proper actual fanart because some of the scenes are so thematically and visually strong#I need to be able to see them with my actual eyes#dangit I forgot the cut on his lip#had a minor crisis over the color of Machete's robe but maybe it'd be white like the rest of his sleepwear#as a contrast to the usual blacks and reds#fic A Voi#doomcountry#own art#own characters#Machete#CanisAlbus#blood#I said this before and I say it again#if you read the thing and like it it would be very kind and appreciated if you left a small comment to doomcountry as a thank you#you don't need an ao3 account and you can do it anonymously
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Trying not to think too hard about what is going through Edwin's head in ep 4 when Charles is crying and saying that he hates being dead, that he "puts on a smile" for the sake of everyone else - singling Edwin out specifically, saying "Are you gonna do that Edwin, huh?"
I really hope this moment is addressed next season because it's heartbreaking. Knowing what we know, Edwin is starting to figure out that he is in love with Charles at this point, but he's also starting to realize that Charles has buried so much pain in their 30 years together that Edwin wasn't fully aware of (and, in all fairness, this sentiment goes both ways). It was never for a lack of caring; Charles had been denying the pain himself; I think about him telling Crystal his dad wasn't the nicest guy, Edwin then parrotting this sentiment later to Crystal at the Devlin house: "He wasn't a... nice man." Edwin can only know what Charles has been willing to share, but still... knowing Edwin, he probably feels a lot of guilt (which Charles would be devastated to know he played a part in, btw, because I truly don't think he intended for his feelings to come out, nonetheless as "harshly" as they did).
I know Charles briefly touched base afterward and told Edwin he wouldn't want to be dead with anyone else, but I have a feeling that since we explored so much of Edwin's personal development in S1, that Charles' development (sexuality/feelings for Edwin AND facing the trauma he's been burying, among other things) will be at the center of S2...🤞
#saw we were trending and wanted to talk about this sad topic 😭 because it's my roman empire#maybe I'll write a fic exploring this. Charles Rowland I understand you#dead boy detectives#dbda#charles rowland#edwin payne#the dead boy detectives#the dead boy detective agency#charles x edwin#payneland
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slight nsfw mentions. this was supposed to be more of a fun fucking around with stoner!art thing but then i started thinking about how art probably looked into pat’s eyes as he took a hits off his bong and how patrick would insist on lighting it for him and the way they’d let their lips linger on the joints they shared. canon artrick has its claws in my heart
art donaldson was no stranger to weed. in the college tennis off-season, he'd alternate between smoking pre-rolls and flower that he’d grind up in his little black grinder with a mustache on it. it'd come as a freebie with the ounce he had bought from the dispensary and he'd smoke it in his shitty bong.
the bong that was patrick's first. just like everything else.
the piece of glass that had become a pillar of art and patrick’s time at the mark rebellato tennis academy - windows cracked open, shower cap over the fire alarm, wet paper towels stuffed under the door. they kneeled on their twin beds, pushed together, blowing the smoke out to where it wouldn't be smelled (they thought, anyway. it always was.)
patrick had always offered to light it for art when he'd make him hit it, a smirk on his face, eyes playful, saying, "you're not even clearing it - focus on sucking it". always returning it to the top right corner of his desk, like a decorative vase.
it withstood the rhythmic movement of patrick's wooden bedframe against the desk as he had kayla - no - katie pinned beneath him, huge hand covering her mouth. it had bore witness to lingering glances, overhearing as patrick had spoken to art in dulcet tones, the sounds of the friction of fabric and hands as he taught him how to jack off.
it had been art's sole company in the many nights following the Junior US Open finals. it limited his mental bandwidth to fixate on where patrick was, what patrick was doing those nights he spent with tashi after he'd gotten her number. what they were doing with each other - to each other - without him. instead he turned on sufjan stevens, seeing the little grey hexagons on the back of his eyelids as his thoughts melted into something plush.
patrick had given the bong to him. a parting gift as their chapter as roommates came to an close.
art brings it to stanford with him. one semester, you and art were were paired up together to work on a project for your general education class on greek mythology. as a student athlete, he had access to tutors who would all but give him the answers to the tests, but instead, art insisted he'd rather study with you.
even in the weeks after the project ends, you two get close enough for him to invite you to the parties his frat was throwing. the last time you had studied, you'd mentioned you'd never gotten high before, and art gave you a crooked smile and sweet crinkled eyes, joking that he'd love to be your first. told you to find him at thursday’s party.
eyes hazy, art spots you in the crowd. he takes you to his room, walking over and reaching for a vase-like object perched on the corner of his desk. he said because of water vapor or something, a hit from his bong was a much nicer to the throat compared to a joint or dry pipe.
he could even light it for you.
#art donaldson#challengers 2024#challengers movie#stoner!art#my beloved#art donaldson x reader#art donaldson fic#art x patrick#stanford art can try to deny it but patrick left footprints on his heart send tweet#challengers fic#i took a gummy and i just wanted to write about stoner art and then this happened#maybe at one point i'll write something feral about stoner art and reader but i guess i just wanted to feel something idk#slush writes
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Danny moved to Gotham.
Freakshow is touring in Gotham.
Freakshow knows Danny is in Gotham.
Danny knows Freakshow is still after him.
Danny's faith in heroes has been shattered.
Danny turns to the only person powerful enough to run Freakshow out of town, hopefully for good.
Danny turns to the Joker for help.
The Joker is looking for a new punching bag sidekick after Harley Quinn left him.
Danny is just the perfect person to be shaped by the Joker's hands.
Danny becomes the new Joker Junior.
#pondhead blurbs#dpxdc#how we feeling about this fellas#i think it's an ideal angst fic#but i don't wanna write it lol#the younger danny is the worse it gets#someone said that danny shouldn't be afraid of the joker because he's a clown and freakshow is a ringmaster. not a clown#if i find that post i'll tag the creator cause i can't remember rn#but i'm imagining danny who is heavily traumatized and scared and lonely#finding out that one of his worst enemies he hoped to never see again is hunting him and is so close danny has to check his eyes every day#just to make sure they haven't turned red#his anxiety is out of control and he's not about to go find a Bat or Bird to talk to#who would believe him anyways? he's a monster#but danny needs help cause he will not survive this on his own and he knows it#freakshow haunts his every waking dream#but freakshow isn't from gotham. he doesn't have the city's curses engraved into his blood. he never died and he's not truly teasing death#so danny chooses to plead for help from the only predator bigger than freakshow (in his eyes) who IS from gotham#danny goes to the Joker. prepared to offer everything but his free will and free mind. he can't give those up. it's all he has.#danny is a feral house cat asking a tiger to take care of a mountain lion for him by offering the tiger his own liver on a silver platter#joker is...delighted? maybe? no one is quite sure. but he takes what danny offers.#here is this little boy. almost the same age as the second robin when he died. pleading for the JOKER to be his savior. this will be fun
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c!Tango has two major rage moments, one in Last Life after the Bdubs boogie kill and one in Double Life after the ranch burns down, and after both, his behaviour changes drastically.
first, there's the obvious, the part that everyone can see: he's fucking angry. everything he does has this air of pure rage surrounding it. even after the incident actually happened, for the rest of the season, he is just furious. it leaks through his voice and his constant gritted teeth. others can move on, others can forgive; Tango cannot. Tango cannot let go.
then it's the... well, the untrustworthiness. he starts slinking around in the dead of night, sitting in trees or on cliff edges. often, players just feel his eyes on them, watching from the forests or outside their windows. they don't know what his intentions are but he isn't hostile, he just... watches. sometimes he goes missing for hours at a time and is found just sitting there, staring. it's like he's absent in his own mind.
but most of all, it's the recklessness. no-one wants to say that he's suicidal, but, you know. the leaps he takes down cliffs as he's following his friends, how dangerously close he comes to lava, the little scrapes and bruises that he never would've gotten before. Jimmy notices it more than anyone as his soulbound -- waking up in the night to see his partner gone and a brand new tingling pain in his ribs.
Tango feels rage so much deeper than everyone else. some would say it's in his nature
#this was originally much more graphic#maybe i'll write a fic that's more graphic about it#trafficblr#tangotek#jimmy solidarity#team rancher angst#team rancher#team ranchers#third life series#double life series#short ideas#chipper og posts
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thinking about the fact that even for louis making his first fledgling was so earth-shattering he tried to get madeline's blood out of his body after he made her. thinking about how armand would react to making daniel when this is, too, is his first fledgling, when he's breaking his own 500-year promise to himself, when daniel is the one person whose human life he cherished above everything. to know daniel is dead, now, to know that his blood is held within armand now but died inside him. to be alone during all of it. the torture he'd inflict upon himself, torn between the desire to keep this last part of daniel and the need to purge it from his system. how disgusted he'd feel, flayed open and on display and close to someone he feels shouldn't exist, someone he can't have. sorry i need to go stare at the ceiling now
#iwtv#devil's minion#i'm currently being to hee hee ha ha in my fic to think about writing something this dark & serious at all but god i would love to see it.#or i'll get to it someday maybe....
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for writing game, iwaizumi + assistance <3
hope this sparks some inspo and thank you in advancee
hi there!! thanks for sending in a prompt 🫶
contains: friends to lovers (ish), halloween parties, reader is dressed as catwoman, expletives, iwaizumi is thiiiiis 🤏 close to murdering seijoh4 (jk)
iwaizumi + assistance
this is a set-up.
iwaizumi knows he shouldn't have fucking believed anything the boys "promised" him back when they assigned him this costume.
the suit is fucking tight, spandex digging into his groins and all other crevices that definitely should be aired out after after a few hours. he's had to constantly readjust his stance almost every few minutes, the black fabric compressing his thighs and torso, significantly constricting the range of motion his shoulders and arms are typically used to. if anything else, it could double up as a back brace from how rigidly straight it's kept his posture all night.
he'll give it to makki though; he did outdo himself sourcing this year's costumes―this batman set looks pretty damn legit.
except for one tiny problem.
there's no fucking pee hole. it's a zip-up, zip-down one-piece situation. and that normally wouldn't be a problem, except that oikawa "accidentally" knocked over a cocktail straight into his pants, the sickeningly sweet liquid now seeping straight into the fabric and past his boxers―cold and sticky as it touches his skin.
and so, the problem: his pants are wet, it makes him want to fucking pee, and coincidentally, the only vacant bathroom is across the hall, at your apartment.
this is why he believes this is a set up. that, and the fact that you're dressed in an outfit strikingly similar―just with cat ears.
he's been asked five times in this party if you're in matching couple outfits.
it catches him off guard, flusters him because of how badly he wants to say yes. but, you're just friends, and he doesn't even think you like him that way (despite mattsun and oikawa practically begging him to confess. makki tells him he thinks you're going to do it first).
so he politely smiles and says no, but you look good, your costume clinging to you in all the right places. thank fucking god he has a cape because he's pretty sure he spent the first 30 minutes in the party hiding his boner.
"hajime, it's fine, i swear," you stand beside him in front of the conveniently locked bathroom in oikawa's apartment. from the other side of the door, he's pretty sure he hears mattsun and his girlfriend mumbling. maybe fucking? who knows. "you can just use the bathroom in my apartment."
he glances at you before closing his eyes, contemplating, before finally agreeing to you.
"okay."
if he's being honest with himself, friends is definitely an incomplete label to what you are. as oikawa's neighbor, you are conveniently around all the time; and oikawa being oikawa, the ever-social butterfly, he's somehow managed to carve a space for you in the friend group.
(never mind the fact that oikawa's sniffed him out from the moment he first introduced you.)
you were a crush, then a friend, and now you're someone he picks up from work and drives back home three times a week, because he "has to train oikawa." you don't question it, even when you both know he stays over for dinner way past the gym's open hours.
"you know where it is," you open your apartment and urge him in.
"sorry again," he turns to face you.
"yeah, yeah, just pee!" you laugh, shoving him towards the bathroom door.
getting out of the suit is manageable, and he's able to wipe off a bit of the cocktail that's leaked to the suit and his boxers just to make sure it isn't gross and sticky when he gets home later. peeing is a big relief once he gets it over with, but it's when he has to suit up again that things become difficult.
stretching out the spandex one body part at a time is a workout in itself―the hardest task being when he has to pull it over his shoulders, adjusting it to fit properly over his arms and chest.
but then the zipper breaks.
and he truly thinks makki has fucked him over.
iwaizumi contemplates what to do next for a good, good while. he tries calling oikawa, only to no success every time; no way in hell is he calling mattsun in the middle of having sex. and calling makki isn't even an option; he'd never hear the end of it.
then you knock on the door, your voice soft and concerned as you ask, "hajime? you good in there?" you hit it spot on, too, "do you need help with your suit?"
iwaizumi presses his palms to his eyes. he's a rational man, straightforward and logical in thinking. there is literally no other option for him right now but to ask help from you. again.
fuck.
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it's 30 minutes later when oikawa barges in your door, and the sight that greets him is iwaizumi in nothing but a hoodie (the hoodie you borrowed some time ago) and his boxers, with his hands on your waist as you hover your hairdryer over the crotch of his batman costume―cat headpiece off and all.
"you finally got together?!"
#iwaizumi x reader#hq!! x reader#shotorus.workbook#omg i hope u enjoyed this!! i had fun thinking it up ehehe and writing it#in my mind this is set in the same universe as the halloween one i did for mattsun―actually its the same party HABFHBSF#some stuff about the fic: iwaizumi is hot in that costume i spared the details bc i was going to combust MYSELF#but it clings to his muscles REAAAAAAL good and there's really not a lot of padding in the costume itself#bc makki believes in iwaizumi's anatomy enough to deliver#what happened in between iwaizumi asking for help and oikawa barging in??? we may never know ��♀️ kidding !#i just didnt write it in bc it would be too long but#if anyone is curious maybe i'll write it as a separate thing!#other stuff abt the fic: reader became good friends with oikawa first bc neighbors but then oikawa admittedly wanted to play matchmaker#so he invited reader a ton to their group things so he could introduce em to iwaizumi HAHA and iwaizumi crushed hard#they become close pretty quickly too hence why reader calls him hajime HAHAH and they hang out even outside of the group#theres definitely something like they text a lot and stuff but neither of them are sure of how the other feels so they arent admitting#reader has borrowed a hoodie from him tho#(aka the one he's wearing in the blurb bc it's the only article of clothing that fits him in reader's apt)#also they figured they'd just kill time by drying iwaizumi's costume bc for sure they couldn't chuck it in the dryer so the next best thing#was to just use a dryer and spot dry it#makki did source most of the costumes! except mattsun's and his gf's#uhhh they go back to the party afterwards but reader literally had to makeshift lock iwaizumi's costume with safety pins HAHA#i guess his muscles just be too popping 🤷♀️#fvntybomb#ask#rep#ask game answered
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