#not sure if u could tell by how fkn much I talked about it but I kinda think Scott and rogue would be really good together
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Only thing I know about X Men Evolution is that Wolverine's costume has tasteful sideboob lol. tbh I didn't know anything about X-Men until 2020, when I was in a fandom discussion and someone mentioned Magneto and Charles Xavier and I had no clue who they were talking about. Then my best friend (she and her fiance love X-Men, especially Wolverine) convinced me to watch the 90s X-Men cartoon
itâs fashion babyyyyy
I canât speak to the 90s xmen stuff because my taste in animated shows is like. specifically that early 2000s era, with xmen evo and the animated justice league (unlimited) cartoons etc etc but the reason I love scott in evolution is because a) heâs a fucking dork. just a complete and total nerd who manages to say the weirdest shit imaginable with a straight face (Iâm not sure if youâve seen the âTHEN TAKE IT RAWâ scene but Iâve rbâd it several times on this blog so I encourage you to take a look if you havenât already), b) hes very morally uptight but that doesnt always mean he agrees with his teammates (specifically thereâs this scene where theyâre doing a virtual training sequence and they programmed rogue to be the villain and he was Not Cool With It, even though at this specific time she was technically âThe Bad Guyâ) and seeing the contrast between what he thinks is Good or Right vs what Xavier and the others think is okay was really interesting, c) his relationships with the others? *chefs kiss* perfect. heâs a big brother in this show (canât remember if he was older or younger than Alex in the movies or any other versions) and even though he believes Alex is dead for a good while in this show you can still tell heâs used to being a big bro cause he acts like it, especially w Kurt and kitty. Itâs kinda sad to think about sometimes, yknow, that he had to grow up fast bc he lost his entire family at 10 yrs old so heâs Major Serious now but the younger members tend to bring out the kid in him and those moments have a special place in my heart. Heâs incredibly loyal to the people he cares about and while itâs not always warranted & kind of stupid sometimes (cough cough, letting Alex convince him to trust magneto that one time, cough cough) itâs an admirable trait and it works in his favour a lot of the time, specifically when the xmen are trying to win over rogue (even though sometimes he tends to bulldoze over others in an effort to save his friends, regardless of whether or not they need it, heâs not an amazing listener at first but that changes with time lol), and d) itâs so much less annoying because heâs a teenager. the whole premise of this show is basically just the xmen but as kids except for Xavier, Storm & Wolverine, so all the stupid and/or annoying shit he does can be chalked up to him just being a dumbass kid. And itâs not as if he doesnât learn from his mistakes or admit his faults because he does! Heâs definitely bullheaded and he fucks up but heâs usually pretty good at admitting fault and moving on from it, which I was veryyyy relieved by. Like specifically his relationship with Rogue & Lance Alvers from the Brotherhood of Evil (yes thatâs the actual name, I know itâs a ridiculously over-the-top, looney toons-esque kind of crazy, I still love it) is really interesting because you get the impression that Scottâs very set in this idea that people are (mostly) incapable of changing and so heâs very skeptical when Lance tries to initiate this whole courtship with Kitty, but when thereâs inevitably a team up with the xmen and the brotherhood of dramatic names it ends with a sense of mutual respect from both scott and Lance⌠at least for that episode. With rogue itâs a bit different bc sheâs not like looking to do harm, which scott recognizes (and I think he sees a bit of himself in her bc rogue is so lost when weâre first introduce to her and I can only imagine how he felt after losing his family & discovering he can shoot uncontrollable lasers from his eyes in the span of 24 hours) butttttt this is way too long already so I digress lol.
Again, donât know much about the 90s cartoons but evo scott summers is wonderful, I loved the show when I was a kid and I still like it a lot even now :)
#THIS IS SO LONG ANON IM SO SO SORRY I HAVENT TALKED ABOUT XMEN EVO FOR A HOT MINUTE#I FORGOT HOW MANY FEELINGS I HAD ABOUT THIS SHOW#ALSO ALSO because theyre teens & Wolverine is an adult thereâs no scott/Jean/Logan love triangle!!! enough of that bullshit lmaoo#not sure if u could tell by how fkn much I talked about it but I kinda think Scott and rogue would be really good together#Jean and Scott obviously have a lot of amazing moments & I like how despite being so similar they tend to butt heads a LOT#theyâre both very passionate people and ultimately thatâs what brings them together every time theyâre driven apart#but thereâs just something about Scott being the first person rogue trusted on the team. and thereâs this scene w them in the middle of a#blizzardâŚ.Iâm not gonna spoil it (unless ur down with that) but it makes me lose my fucking mind every timeeee itâs too good#xmen#anonymous#also yeah wolverines a slut. just totally completely slutty#I think he and storm should kiss btw#long post#asks#x-men evolution#xmen evolution
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RHINESTONE EYES.
summary: being married to Marc and Steven leaves you in shambles, worried and anxious every night. constantly worrying about them both even if Marc always takes care of them. one night, Marc comes back frustrated; in need of a distraction, and does it lead to so much more... short to say it works.
pairing: marc spector / (mentions of) steven grant x fem!reader
warnings: ACTUAL DIRTY FKN SMUT!!! (extended warnings under the cut) and slight fluff!! implied poly relationship.
word count: 2.3k
authors note: MY FIRST MOON KNIGHT FIC!!! i've pictured Marc as a pretty dominant person, so here's a fic in the best way i know how to show it.... smut.
also inspired by that one clip of Oscar going "get on your knees, honey.... I GAVE U AN ORDER" đĄđĽľ and the fact that Oscar also said we can call him daddy if we want to so..... đ§ââď¸
this is called rhinestone eyes bc i was playing it on repeat, it holds no context to the fic at all đđđ
if i got anything wrong about DID please let me know!! i'd hate to be the reason someone feels hurt or offended. there's not much talk of it in this fic, but i'm doing research as i write <3
extended smut warnings: p in v, unprotected sex (stay safe tho y'all), degrading kink, daddy kink, pain kink, oral (male & fem), rough sex, back scratching, fingering, choking, breeding kink, spit kink, hair pulling, he spanks ur pussy once lmao.
Youâre sat on the couch, youâre missing your husbands, worried about them. Worried about what goes on during the night thatâs out of your control⌠sure, theyâve got their suits, but it doesnât prevent the worry and the torture of not knowing if theyâre going to come home. Konshu is there too, but thereâs only so much he can do. You just missed them. You were anxious.
You were married to Marc before you knew Steven, one morning Marc had left the home the two of you shared and hadnât come back for almost three weeks⌠you thought he left you. You thought your husband had abandoned you. But he came back, and started to explain to you what had happened, how Steven was also there. How Marc was aware of him. He told you that Steven had no idea about Marc, yet and he intended to keep it that way, clearly, that hadn't worked out⌠but you knew about all of it. You knew about Konshu, you knew about the suit. You knew about Steven. You knew that Steven had a separate flat and Marc told you about his job at the museum. There was only so much you could do, so you just hugged your husband. Told him it was okay, told him that you understood. Because you did. You still loved him, and you loved Steven, even if you hadnât even met him yet. But when you had, Steven fell in love with you, and you fell in love with Steven and loved him as much as you loved Marc. Theyâd often tell you they were jealous of one another when youâd spend more time with them. Marc would often question whoâs better in bed, to which you would always answer yourself. Your marriage certificate said Marc Spector. Your last name is Spector. But Steven doesnât mind, he never had. He was always kinda scared of marriage, anyway, so not being on the certificate was fine for him. Just being called your husband was fine for him. He never got jealous of that.
The door to your apartment opened and you sat up off the couch, you were in one of Marcâs shirts a graphic tee. Marc stood there mad; he was angry, you had no idea what happened, but you could tell. You could tell that he was.
âMarc, thank god you and Steven are back, how is he? How are you?â You run into his arms, despite how angry Marc is, he holds you, calming himself slightly.
Marc presses a kiss to your head, âI missed you,â Marc speaks for himself, holding you â immediately calmer. A little less mad, âStevenâs holding up, just a lil drained.â
His hands run down your body, and you shiver, âThatâs good.â You catch something missing in his sentence, âWhat about you, Marc?â
He shakes his head, âKonshu made us do some fucked up shit tonight and I just,â He presses his lips to yours, âNeed a distraction.â
You press your lips back to his, a smile toying on your lips, âWhat kind of distraction?â
âMy favourite kind,â He smirks, pressing a kiss to your forehead, âUnless youâre not up for it tonight,â
âIâm up for i-â you squeal as Marc picks you up and drops you onto the bed, pressing kisses all over your neck, all over the place, your skimpy little pyjamas not keeping much of you covered. Your hand makes its way into Marcâs hair as you groan softly.
Marc wastes no time removing his clothes. Heâs not soft like Steven in bed, youâre usually in control when you're with Steven and nowhere near what Marc is like⌠because Marc is rough, and you love it. The way heâll fuck your mouth as if itâs your cunt, dripping with spit. The way heâll pin you down and fuck you so senseless you start seeing spots. The way he makes you call him daddy just to make him feel in so much more control, even though heâs got it all. As Marc removes his clothes, you take the chance to remove your own. Youâre already dripping wet; Marc already knows how fucking wet you are. He wants to feel and taste you. Although, heâs not sure about whether he wants to make you get on your knees so he can fuck your face in or whether he should eat your pussy like itâs his dinner.
Marc settled for both, âGet on your knees, honey.â
You nodded, âYes, daddy,â The word slips out of your mouth, perfectly smooth, like silk.
He could cum at the way you speak, at the words that cum out of your mouth, but he has to refrain at just jerking off at the way you bend on the hard wood floors for him. How your tits hang from your chest, bare and open for him to cup. How you look up at him so innocent, but he knows youâre a slut for him. He knows that you want his cock so bad⌠and you. You want him to fuck your face. Your cunt is dripping and your stomach fills with anticipation waiting for him to fuck you out of your own head.
Marc stalks over you, âYou want me to fuck your face, baby girl?â He questions and you nod, opening your mouth, âAh, ah, ah, speak to me.â
âYes, daddy.â Thereâs the word again it makes him get off, it makes him turned on, just like all the other thingâs heâll do to you tonight. All the ways heâll make you cum for hours and hours on end.
Marc finally slides his cock into your mouth, he takes a ball of hair into his hand, moving slowly at first, he carefully moves his hips. In this moment he begins to lose disregard for how you feel, just like he does every time, and it turns you on; it makes your cunt drip. Marc begins to fuck your face, holding your hair. He pumps his cock in and out of your mouth, pressing his slit to the back of your throat as you gag on it. Spit surrounding the thick skin. Your eyes water as he bucks his hips faster and harder. Holding your head in place. He sets off every single gag reflex you have in your mouth and as you gawk at the length of his cock. He pulls out for a second, lets you catch your breath. But itâs so short. Itâs so fucking short. He shoves his cock back into your mouth, groaning as he pounds harder and harder inside of you as if he were fucking that same dripping cunt that sits in between your legs.
âFuck just like that you dirty whore, just like that.â He groans as his cock continues to press to the back of your throat. You can taste the pre-cum dripping from him, as it falls down your throat. He fucks your mouth so hard that there is spit that falls down the sides of your mouth, there is spit that leaks down your neck, covering his cock, making it glisten. Making it shine in the dim light that falls above the bed you share. His cock looks like itâs glowing. He continues to fuck your mouth a little more, slowing down as your hair is now knotted all tangled up from the way he held you in place.
When Marc pulls out and you heave a deep breath, âFuck me, daddy, please.â You beg, your eyes falling up at him, almost bloodshot red, tears falling from your eyes. He can only smirk knowing that he did that. He made you look like the fucking slut that you are. He groans at your words, imagining your dripping wet pussy. All wet for him.
He shakes his head with a tsk, helping you up and pushing you back onto the bed, âIâm going to eat your fucking pussy and you get no say on when you get to cum. Youâre going to have to beg for it, do you understand?â
You nod, âYes, I understand.â
âYes, I understandâŚ?â He waits for the word to be said, god, he loves that fucking word.
âYes, I understand, daddy.â You correct yourself.
Marc smirks, placing kisses and grazing his teeth all the way down your body, your legs hooking around his neck, his head between your thighs, your hand in his hair. Marcâs tongue slides in between your wet lips. The smell of you intoxicating and when you land on his tongue, Marc almost cums. His tongue wastes no time, his tongue presses against your clit, the amount of pressure he places makes you scream and moan. The way he sucks on the nub makes you want to cry. Your fingers twirl in his hair, pushing him harder against your clit. He sucks and he breathes you. He tastes you. This is his favourite thing to do. Pleasure you. His head pulls away for a moment, your fingers becoming a little less connected as Marc slaps your clit. Itâs not hard but itâs not soft either. Placing the just amount of pleasure to make your hips buck slightly. Marc doesnât give you any warning before he rubs his fingers in your arousal and places them into your dripping cunt. His tongue moving back on your clit circling it as he keeps contact with your eyes. Never having looked away from you once. His fingers pump in and out of you, and it makes you moan. You can feel your stomach on fire, you can feel it burn. Marc pulls away for another moment, spitting on your clit, moving his tongue back on it. His fingers continuing to pump. You squirm against his touch.
âDaddy, I need to cum.â You moan, but Marc only shakes his head.
âNo. You have to beg for it.â He moans against your pussy as he continues to lick and feel the buzz of how sweet you taste, his fingers getting pruny from the wetness that builds in your cunt, that fills your pussy. Makes it taste oh so sweet.
You feel yourself move against him, your hips bucking into his face, âPlease daddy.â You moan once more, âPlease let me cum, daddy.â
Marc groans against your clit and he can feel your cunt getting tight, pulsing around his fingers, he pulls his face away, âCum for me, fuckinâ whore. Cum for me and me only.â
You feel your release against his face, your orgasm as he tastes it, he tastes your cum, he tastes the way you drip for him. God, it is addicting. Marc removes your legs from his shoulders, sitting them up, âIâm gonna fuck your pussy. Can you take it? Can you take it my slut?â
You nod, âYes, daddy, I promise⌠I promise I can take it.â You squirm, needing his cock, needing to feel him inside of you. Needing his cum to fill your pussy and youâre both thinking and feeling the same thing.
Marc presses himself into your cunt, no warning and he doesnât lead you into it this time. His balls are slapping against your ass and heâs pressing his cock so deep into your pussy. His hands make their way up your body and all you can hear is the slaps of his balls and the squelch of your wetness combining. His hand makes its way around your throat, lightly putting pressure onto your neck, itâs slightly harder to breathe, itâs slightly harder to moan. But it doesnât feel like that, not at all. His hand is strong, the veins of his arms popping out, his biceps exploding from his arms. The muscle is so much and as he groans, pounding into you. He leans over you.
âOpen your mouth, you fucking whore.â He speaks once more and you do as he says, your bodies moving together. Your mouth stays open as he lets spit fall into your mouth, making you moan in pleasure. Feeling it travel down your throat. His hand doesnât let up, clenching it slightly as your body continues to rock. Heâs using all his willpower, all his strength in pounding his thick cock into your cunt. Your tight little cunt. You already felt yourself coming closer to the edge, but he would tell you when you were allowed to cum. He is in charge. Not you. You know that very well. Your hands begin to cling to his back, your nails moving all the way down his back, and he pumps his cock in and out of your cunt. They dig deep and Marc canât help but groan as they run down his body. He doesnât know it yet but theyâre bleeding red marks. Marks that could scar.
You were coming close to your orgasm for a second time. Your stomach was on fire, building knots. You needed to cum for him so bad, âDaddy, Iâm gonna cum, please.â
He tsks, âNot until I cum,â He speaks, groaning as you try to hold back your orgasm, he moves his cock faster and faster, in and out of you. Feeling nothing but the desire to cum in your pussy, mark it as his. âFuck, Iâm gonna cum. You ready you dirty little whore? Tell me youâre ready.â
âFuck!â You moan, âYes, daddy, Iâm ready.â Marcâs cock twitches inside of you and he finally lets his release go, his cum mixes with how much your cunt drips. He continues to pump in and out of you, riding you to your desperate attempt to orgasm.
âThatâs right, you can cum for me now.â Marc speaks as the fire and desire in your stomach builds up so much, your face twists as you cum, your mouth wide.
Marc finally pulls out of you, falling beside you, pulling you into his chest, stroking your hair, âYou did so good for me, baby,â
You smile up at Marc, âIâm glad you had a good time,â You press a kiss to his warm chest. Feeling nothing but love radiating from the man that lay next to you as the two of you fall asleep.
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it honestly truly baffles me how people completely disregard the devotion sirius showed to james. like it was honest to god devotion. i fully belive if james asked sirius to give his life he would do it in a fucking heartbeat for him. and this is all canon! the biggest petpeeve is when people sideline the importance of james in sirius's life and he's this happy go lucky dude like nope. bruh it's right there him saying he ran to james and the potters after everything happened. they were both each other's everything you have to understand that.and it's fine by so many of the wolfstar , Jily and jegulus authors it's honestly insane. like do you think lily had a chance with james if she was ever rude to sirius. and jegulus as well like please if you think james will ever side against sirus. he took sirius's side in the whomping willow prank for god's sake!!!! and like why are so many remus characterizations just james characteristic passed over to remus. like one of the fics was sirus ran to the lupins after running away from home and please that's a quintessential james and sirius scene don't convert it to wolfstar. there's a reason why sirius went mad after James and Lily's death cause he realised what happened and he how he helped in their dismise by trusting the wrong people. IT'S LITERALLY CANON THAT JAMES WAS THE ONLY ONE EVER WHO COULD REIGN IN SIRIUS WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT.
also don't even get me started on molly Weasley's he's not james. ma'am we know and sirius sure as fuck knows cause i can bet whenever he closes his eyes he sees james dead behind his eyes
and like sirius was saying he's not a child!!! how did she infer that he was doing antics he would have done with james when he said this statement
we, as readers know that Harry's not a child anymore he legit saw a classmate(crush, rip bi!harry) die infront of his eyes. i don't agree with a lot of statements given by the terf but gof was the first blood and the loss of innocence and it was back to the grim reality and harry is right in the middle of it he is not a child babes, he can't be and you mollycoddling him doesn't help. and if he had known things since the beginning his 5th year wouldn't have been such a clusterfuck of tragedies.
sorry for the rant, would be belive if i said i had a few more ready to go waiting for the right moment. i love them so much your honour
okay no ash absolutely no apologies allowed in my inbox đŞđŞ please feel free to rant anytime and about anything, i am absolutely fkn blessed right now. i cannot tell u how much i enjoyed reading this!!!
it is devotion! and james did ask him the next best thing to thatâsirius volunteered to be the bait in a situation he didnât need to be in đđ no one wouldâve suspected wormtail anyway, but he still added another layer of confusion by putting his entire life at risk. thatâs so. fuck. i canât even imagine.
no but i was literally talking about this with someone today??? if ur in the mood to be super emotional, lemme recap it. sirius probably built his self esteem & moral compass around james (because of his upbringing + unlearning, he has a very fragile self image ) and his affirmations probably go something like âjamie thinks iâm worth it, jamie believes in me, jamie loves me, he thinks i can do thisâ and thatâs also why he tries so fkn hard to be the best godfather he canâbecause he never ever wants to disappoint james (he did once, during the prank, and it still haunts him the way james looked at himâa âi thought u were better than thisâ expression on his face). like he doesnât trust himself but his belief in james is unshakeable. also whatever u do, dont think about sirius trying to say these, over and over again to himself, in azkaban and failing because james isnât here and itâs his fault and he canât even do one thing right
and oh man, i was literally thinking about that lily thing today, thereâs a line in shovel talk thatâs basically lily saying sheâs going on the date with james and sirius canât do anything about it and he just looks at her in pity. because you know if heâd ever made his distaste known, james wouldâve dropped the whole thing so fast.
yes yes yes!! james could rein sirius in but more importantly, sirius was the only one who could do the same for james. the boyâs head was too big for anyone but S to handle because he was a precious mix of arrogance and sensitivity (thanks effie & flea) and needed to be told things a certain way so he didnât internalise them and form a complex and only sirius could do it perfectly.
iâm not even gonna touch molly weasley because she annoys me sm and iâve ranted enough lol (thereâs a reason why i have so many ootp era fics đ)
#sirius black#james potter#harry potter#ash ur so valid for saying this#i hate that they treated harry like a child because it felt so fake#they donât actually care about helping himâjust wanna feel better about themselves#so much of that fuckfest couldâve been avoided if heâd just been included in proper communication and believed he had someone to talk to#also god yes the loss of innocence part is so real#i feel like the basilisk and the third task are so crucial to harryâs development#theyâre some of my favorite scenes tbh#because it just really hits home how fkn ridiculous this kidâs life is#honestly i can keep screaming about how j&s are done so dirty all day long#because they didnât have the greatest friendship the world had ever seen to be sidelined like this!!!#(lol someone needs to come restrain me before i jump out of my seat)#penâs asks
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tutoring ; haikyuu boys
synopsis; tutoring headcanonsÂ
pairings; kuroo tetsuro x reader, akaashi keiji x reader, oikawa toru x reader
genre; fluffÂ
warnings; hints at nsfw themes w kuroo, but nothing else
kuroo tetsuroÂ
okay itâs canon this boy is crazy smart, especially in chemistry, so unless it was any other polar opposite subject, itâd probably be you getting tutored
idk about yâall but i hate chem and physics, and if i had fkn KUROO to tutor me??? iâd fail on purpose
heâd probably be a really good teacher if he wasnât so damn dorky
like in the middle of tutoring you heâll go on a full rant about the topic in excruciating scientific detail and youâll just âum đđđ whaâ
heâs v supportive tho
every time u understand something he like cheers for u
if youâre feeling demotivated he just has a bunch of science puns prepared on his phoneâs notes
i see him being a very interactive tutor
so like as heâs going over something heâll leave blanks for you to fill that heâs already taught you
also heâs 100% confident in ur skills. too confident
like when he sees u get something right or get a really good score heâd just be âidk why u ever doubted yourselfâ so suave and cool but he has such a proud smile on his face
he also teaches u as if you already know everything. this could be either really motivating bc heâs not looking down on u but it can be a lot and overwhelming sometimes
unwinds after EVERY tutoring session
like
every single one
always brings snacks and stuffs ur face w them as ur writing notes
ice cream parlor visits after !
if this is bf kuroo heâd definitely, absolutely tease u
kiss for everything u get right
tbh if he was only a friend/classmate heâd still say the same shit
mf would be playing strip studying
as heâs testing u, for everything u get right heâll take a piece of clothing off
so v encouraging
;)
oikawa toruÂ
i think oikawaâs like really smart, but in v specific subjects. things that require critical thinking or analytical thinking or like presentation and public speaking skills?? heâs an A studentÂ
but memorizing things just . doesnât work with him
so something like bio? sucks.Â
letâs say ur an A student in bio in his class and ur always getting like high marks
so he approaches u after he flunks an exam and is just âhow would you like the honor of being my tutorâÂ
like â bruh i stg ,,,
u kinda just đ§đťââď¸Â
i would honestly love it if toru ends up with someone that can like put him in his place if need iwaizumi
n e ways after he says that ur just like âwhy would iâ
and hes like âwhy wouldnt youâ
itâs frustrating how unbothered he is tbh
when he shows you his exam u actually kinda feel bad plus he said something once about not being able to play volleyball if he fails and yk how much it means to him
so u agree
reluctantlyÂ
u meet him at a cafe andÂ
itâs surprisingly v fun
he makes u laugh a lot bc he is: an idiotÂ
ur sessions w him are not v productive ngl but some part of him really wants to please you so he studies well
to win you over and ask you out he knew he had to pass first, and heâs a v determined person, so, obviously, he does
he runs over to you after getting his paper back and just waves it at you with the biggest smile on his face heâs so cute pls
âif i was an enzyme iâd be a dna helicase so i can unzip your genesâÂ
you wanted to smack him but you had to stop laughing firstÂ
akaashi keiji
i honest to god cannot visualize this man asking for help, so itâll be the other way around this time
scenario; you have a fat crush on akaashi (realistic, bc who doesnât) and matchmaker king bokuto tells you to ask him for help on mathÂ
ur not dumb, ur great at mathÂ
but rn ur simping over this pretty boy, and desperate times call for desperate measuresÂ
so u come up to him after being assigned hw and ask him if he could help you out
heâs so sweet and automatically says yeah sure with such a pure and soft smile bc?? ur so pretty and his heart is racing!!
you invite him over, and he agrees to meet you after practiceÂ
yâall are an awkward mess bc; 1. you donât actually have trouble with the hw and 2. youâre both so oblivious about each otherâs obvious crushesÂ
heâs explaining a question to you but you cannot, for the life of you, pay attention
all you can do is stare at him and the way his lips move and the way his fingers are wrapped around the pen and how heâs very gentle with his explanations and goes slowly through them
being so close to him is like raising your body temperature to an inhuman rate tbhÂ
your thoughts: impure
he catches on quick though bc akaashiâs pretty and smart
âhave you heard anything i said?â
âdo you want the truthâ
he just . sighs
he kinda looks disappointed ngl
so you stumble over your words in an apology, âiâm so sorry itâs just - youâre just really pretty.â
cue pause
akaashikeiji.exe has stopped working lmfao
âohâÂ
like mf??? oh???
âyouâre pretty tooâ
your heart stops, but he doesnât let it linger for too longÂ
âif we finish this hw quick then maybe we can spare some time for a small talk?â
speed solving hvsgsjhs
anyways this one is way longer im sorryÂ
i donât think he kisses u on ur lips but as heâs leaving he presses a gentle kiss on ur cheek and says, âsee you tomorrow.â
and leaves
with your heart in his hands
just like thatÂ
end note; i had a lot of fun with these haha! i adore writing headcanons but my brain is always fried bc of uni, so if you guys have any requests iâd love to write them for you!! i feel a lot freer on this site, so i am comfortable writing nsfw as well hehe.Â
#kuroo x reader#kuroo tetsurĹ#kuroo tetsuro x reader#kuroo headcanons#kuroo tetsuro scenarios#akaashi headcanons#akaashi x reader#akaashi keiji x reader#akaashi keiji#akaashi keiji scenarios#oikawa x you#oikawa x reader#oikawa toru x reader#oikawa toru headcanons#akaashi x you#kuroo x you
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SO HEAR ME OUT an nsfw alphabet for draco
hey bestie - im literally so excited to do this (: i have a guilty pleasure of reading nsfw alphabets so u really hit the nail on the head with this request . n e ways , enjoy !
AYO LOOK AT THESE ! : smut (duh but still) , hair pulling , breeding k!nk , unprotected sex (wrap it b4 u tap it) , masturbation , choking , light bondage , praise kink , general adult themes and content so please only read if ur okay with that .
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a = aftercare (what theyâre like after sex)
draco is the literal definition of a fluff fic after sex - hes so soft and loving and affectionate . if the sex was on the rougher side , draco goes out of his way to kiss any bruises , cuts , or red marks he may have left on you, soothing the sinfully painful spots with soft touches of his suddenly gentle fingertips. Â
b = body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partnerâs)
draco is built like a greek mf god , and he knows it . heâs all lean , toned muscles and his alabaster pale skin only makes him look more ethereal . draco is quite proud of his body and isnât afraid to show off if needed.
draco literally loves everything about you , and youâve tried over and over to get him to pick his most favorite - he never does it because heâs a stubborn little shit and refuses to let you think that he values one part of you over any other . finally , you wore him down to coming up with a top 3 : your hands , your hair , and your chest .
 your hands as they fit perfectly in his , they brush his hair out of his eyes with a gentleness that melts him every time (and the way you dig your nails into his back or his arms iykyk) .Â
draco loves your hair mostly because its the exact opposite of his own ; long , thick , and chocolate brown . heâs constantly playing with your hair , whether that's running his hands through it or gently tugging on it to get your attention . he would kill you if you ever told anyone , but draco taught himself how to braid your hair so he would have something repetitive to do to calm his anxiety .
 draco loves your chest : he's such a boob guy . he is such a boob guy . even in a non-sexual context , draco loves having his hands up your shirt just feeling how soft your breasts are , the way that he can feel your heartbeat if youâre still enough . when things are getting *frisky* draco loves your tits - in his hands , using his mouth on them , titty-fucking you , literally everything .Â
c = cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
draco has a huge breeding kink , but is simultaneously terrified of getting you pregnant. he knows that he wants to be a dad eventually , but draco malfoy is the king of daddy issues⢠and canât fathom having a child right now .
that doesnât stop him from filling you up with his cum every time you guys fuck - draco loves watching your face as you take his entire load , begging him not to pull out .Â
once he does , though , dracoâs head is immediately between your legs watching his manhood drip out of you , fingering it out of you while you whimper at the way he seems to hit all the right spots .Â
heâs extremely thankful for the tiny , yellow birth control pills that youâre on , and he reminds you every day to take them .
d = dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
draco had never , ever said i love you to someone during or after sex until the two of you had your first time . now , its a normal occurrence for draco to tell you how much he loves you as he thrusts into your pretty , fucked out body . he lets his forehead fall to yours , moaning the words in between heavy breaths as he finishes inside you .
e = experience (how experienced are they? do they know what theyâre doing?)
draco had a couple of hookups , and a complicated friends with benefits situation before the two of you got together , so he was somewhat experienced by the time you guys finally got down to it . he made sure you felt so good the entire time , using every trick in his book to make you cum around him over and over until he reached completion as well .Â
f = favorite position (this goes without saying)
draco is a sucker for regular old missionary . he likes being able to watch your face as you take every inch of him , watching your facial expressions change and morph under the influence of his pleasure . if heâs eager to feel you - all of you - draco will hook one of your legs over his shoulders , giving him better access to your sex . this is the one instance where draco wont keep eye contact with you : he can't resist watching himself slide in and out of you , coated in your cum .
however
he's an absolute sucker for you riding him , too . he loves to let you take control and chase your pleasure - plus the visual of you bouncing up and down on his cock , eyes rolling back into your head as you hit all the right spots is enough to send him over the edge . if you get tired while on top , draco will gladly hold your hips in place , fucking up into you until you practically collapse into him , entirely taken over by the force of your orgasm.Â
g = goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
intimacy is something that didnât come easy for you and draco; heâd never been with someone that he actually loved before you . there was a deep intensity to the emotions shared between you two during sex , and draco viewed that time between the both of you as something almost sacred . foreplay , or just general teasing can be silly with you two , but making love is more serious .Â
h = hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
draco keeps himself trimmed , but not entirely clean shaven , and the hair down there is darker than his signature white-blond locs .
i = intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
(refer back to g but i could talk about this for days) draco is incredibly romantic when it comes to sex . your first time was like something out of a movie - draco had lit candles everywhere , filling the room with soft , flickering light , as well as changing the sheets on your bed to a soft , white cotton . heâd taken his time making you comfortable ; you and draco had talked through all your fears for hours before he laid a hand on you . once you were ready , dracoâs touches had been soft and slow and tender all over your body - heâd made you feel like the angel you were . quickly , you learned that draco wasnât like that just because it had been your first time ; draco made an effort to make sex just as special every time.Â
j = jack off (masturbation headcanon)
draco was raised thinking that masturbation was a shameful act , something dirty and below him (you literally can not tell me that this isn't true i'll fight it until the day i die . as much as i love narcissa the malfoy family fkn sucks and they damaged draco so bad . anyways) so itâs very rare that heâll get himself off. when he does , its somewhere where he can quickly get rid of the evidence , such as the shower .Â
k = kink (one or more of their kinks)
while draco makes sex between you two meaningful and special , that doesnât mean that heâs afraid to be rough (after yall have had a long talk about it before where you gave him enthusiastic consent ofc . )Â
draco loves to pull your hair or wrap a hand around your throat while heâs hitting it from the back , so much so that heâll bring your back up to his chest .Â
he really enjoys a bit of light choking here and there - just enough to watch your pretty face flush with blood , making your moans the slightest bit weaker .Â
draco loves to tie your hands up above your head while heâs eating you out as well ; it makes you take all the pleasure heâs willing to give , and he lives for the way your body writhes and bucks under his skillful tongue.Â
you literally can not tell me that draco doesnât have a praise kink - both giving and receiving . draco loves to tell you how good of a job your doing whether you're sucking him off or taking all of him inside you , and heâs constantly reassuring you that youâre doing such a good job.
however
he fucking loves when you praise him as well (my theory as to why is so fkn sad so we wont go over that here) but that boy lives for you telling him how good heâs making you feel , and when you encourage him nodding and whining for him to go faster . its the one thing that undoes him almost immediately , and he flushes furiously every time you tell him just how fantastic heâs doing . Â
l = location (favorite places to do the do)
you and draco rarely get it on outside of your bedrooms at hogwarts , or your childhood rooms when youâre home for the summer - but thereâs an exception to every rule. draco has absolutely ruined you in the quidditch changing rooms after a rather brutal loss , and heâs the king of shower sex , too.
m = motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
praise !! draco loves you telling him how good his dick feels , or his tongue , or his hands . he also appreciates when youâre rather direct with him - telling draco exactly where you want him , what you want him to do - it drives him absolutely insane . hearing such dirty words come from your sweet , innocent mouth kills him , and it makes draco that much more excited.
n = no (something they wouldnât do, turn offs)
there's nothing draco wouldnât try at least once , but heâs rather uncomfortable with voyeurism. he hates the idea of anyone else seeing your body , watching how you wriggle and whine underneath him as he makes you cum . while the two of you have done it in some questionable locations , draco had made sure that no one could see .Â
o = oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
while draco loves your mouth wrapped around him , that boy could spend all day between your legs . he's nothing short of obsessed with eating you out , and its one of his favorite things to do for you . he cant help the way it makes him feel - hearing you whimper and moan while you pull on his hair , your back arching off the bed when his tongue flicks in just the right way . he gets a sort of high from it , and absolutely prides himself on making you cum with just his tongue .Â
p = pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
it really depends on the day . draco loves fucking you slow , watching his manhood slide in and out of your pretty body coated in your arousal , but he cant resist fucking you so hard he leaves bruises , either . if its just a regular day , the two of you fall somewhere in between , a perfect mix of rough and sweet .Â
q = quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
draco loves a good quickie every once in a while ! sometimes he needs a release , and your body is his favorite vessel . usually quickies are where the two of you get a little more risky - heâll grab your arm , pulling you into an empty classroom or the shower and take you then and there .Â
r = risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
yes and no . draco would try anything and everything , especially if you asked him to , but there are some things that are a one-and-done for him . the two of you are good at talking about that stuff - if something made one of you uncomfortable , the other would understand 100% . its all about the balance of boundaries and still being adventurous.Â
s = stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
draco would fuck you all day if you would let him . he can make you cum many , many times before heâll allow himself to even get close , and even then his stamina is through the roof . he can go at least 3 rounds if not more , and switch positions as many times as youâd like .Â
t = toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
while draco doesnât mind you using toys on yourself , they do make him slightly jealous . you gently tease him about this sometimes , how he works himself into a sulk over an inanimate object - however, that usually leads to your hands tied to his headboard , draco holding a vibrator on your clit until you canât take anymore orgasms.Â
you two have expirimented with using your vibrator during sex , but draco much prefers playing with your clit over using an outside source , and seretly , you do too . heâs amazing with his hands , and rubs tight , fast circles onto your sensitive nub while his hips snap against yours only intensifying the sensation .
u = unfair (how much they like to tease)
draco loves to tease you - he likes to watch the way you come undone under the slightest touches of his hands . very rarely does he tease you for long - he canât resist giving you what you want , what youâre begging him for in that high , breathy voice .
v = volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
heâs a loud motherfucker all the time , and the bedroom is no exception . dracoâs moans are music to your ears , and they turn you on more than anything . his already rough voice only gets raspier , and deeper , too . he loves to talk dirty to you , but as he approaches his orgasm , he can barely form full sentences . his cocky pillow talk turns to almost desperate moans and whimpers as his thrusts get sloppier and quicker , his hips snapping against yours hard . his groans as he cums are heavenly , especially since heâs usually buried his head in your neck or dropped his forehead to yours by then .Â
w = wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
we all know that draco have a superiority / god complex (as he should đ) , and this manifests in the bedroom - you wouldâve never known , though , if it werenât for a complete accident . you and draco had been studying together , and heâd asked one of the yes or no questions written on a flashcard . not thinking about your actions , youâd answered the question with âno, sirâ - then physically felt dracoâs entire body stiffen underneath you . youâd picked up on it immediately , blood flooding your face as youâd asked him if he liked it .
yes , he did .
he loves when you call him sir as heâs fucking the life out of you - like , he has to stop himself from cumming on the spot .Â
when you want to fuck with him for whatever reason , youâll jokingly call him âsirâ in front of your friends
youâll pay for it later , though
x = x-ray (letâs see whatâs going on under those clothes)
mans is built in every sense of the word . draco is quite well endowed , which was something that took you a bit to get used to . he was never one to measure - it just seemed wrong to him , like he was doing something dirty - but by your estimations , draco is about 7 inches . heâs thicker than most , too , which only adds to your pleasure .Â
y = yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
draco lives in a constant state of horny⢠. he canât help it - something about you brings out his most primal instincts . heâs so in love with you and your body that he can rarely keep his hands off of it , but he knows how to control himself . he tries to match your sex drive ; when yours is high , his is too , but he doesnât mind waiting on you to give him the green light if youâre libido has been lower .Â
z = zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
its safe to say that the both of you are extremley tired after sex - its quite the workout . draco is so soft once heâs finished , and he would live in that post-sex haze forever if he could ; heâs all sweet kisses and skin-to-skin contact , but heâll usually wait until you fall asleep on him before he can drift off . something about making sure that youâre comfortable enough to sleep on him fills draco with a sense of immense pride . once youâve fallen asleep, depending on how vigorous everything was , draco will usually fade pretty soon after ; on the off chance that he still has some energy , draco stays up and watches you . he looks at you as if you were a piece of art , usually following the soft lines and curves of your face with a gentle finger ; admiring you like the angel you are .
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Who do you think your moots could pull and why?
Alright lets go I have...so many moots and if I forgot u its 300% my bad pls come hit me upside the head, also im bad at these bc I honestly just push my favourite characters onto ppl oops but long assss list below the cut - I love u all
@cafedanslanuit: ok I dont know why, but porco for u my friend. Maybe itâs bc the last fic I read from u was the porco and zeke one? but damn. porco. for sure.Â
@kmorgzz: MY LIL CINNMON BUN. ok NOT GON LET MYSELF BE SWAYED by ur porco pfp - but i...kuroo. DO U EVEN LIKE HIM?? but I dunno why I CAN SEE IT. ready to fite u but also love cuddles soft friend and that WALL of a man?Â
@flamingblinglove: U ALREADY KNOW ĺ§ĺ§ U ALREADY KNOW. OFC U COULD PULL UR FAV flaming boi!!! I love u very much and love him for u!Â
@alto-march-of-death: AL. AL AL AL AL AL AL AL AL. DO I NEED TO SAY IT. SUGA. FKIN. SUGA. I dont even need to - SUGA. also reiner. But mostly SUGA.Â
@onwiings: LEN. we havent really chatted before so im sorry if this is real random but for some reason....connie? I DONT KNOW WHY BUT CONNIE FOR SURE.Â
@boston-bakedbeans: I JUST GET JEAN VIBES. U COULD OUT SNARK HIM ANY DAYÂ
@daddyjackfrost: HANA MY SWEET QUEEN OF MAKING ME CRY OVER STUPID VBALL BOYS. I have so many. BUT L? L FOR SURE. u are an intellectual and he would be all :0 while eating his damn cake. ALSO. Bo-bokuto? he could handle ur energy and I would love to see it.Â
@bellbee: armin vibes. You're just so dang sweet? I think it would be such a good matchÂ
@kojinnie: KOJIIIIIN. ZEKE. ZEEEEKKKE. IM SCREAMING THIS. BUT LIKE- NOT THE MEAN EVIL ZEKE. THE SOFT SWEET ONE WHO WILL BRUSH THE HAIR FROM YOUR FACE AND KISS YOUR FOREHEAD IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT ZEKE.Â
@onyxoverride: I was going to say zeke?? t he naaaasty kind of zeke where hes just obsessed with u, but totally not influenced by ur latest posts but MICHE. BIG MANS. also for some reason I bet u smell good. but not in a sweet or delicate way?? I bet u smell really good but in a way ppl cant place? so ppl always ask âwhat perfume/cologne are you wearing?âÂ
@peachysimp: MY SWEET MICHI ĺ§!!!! U DESERVE ALL THE LOVE AND CUDDLES IN THE WORLD. im just thinking of a big mans...mmm Reiner? Eren??? no problem for my sweet ĺ§ĺ§. u can handle em.Â
@deludedimagines: SORCHAAAAAA MY LOVE. MY DEAR. Levi for FREAKING SURE. AFTER OUR TALK - YOU DESERVE TO GO KAYAKING AND CANOEING WITH HIM. PLEASE.Â
@aotwrites: iane. love of my life lane. pls drink some water I know ur working v hard. ok but why can I imagine a soft af erwin that u could EASILY pull?? like NO problem. he would be best listener and the shoulder rubs? after a long day?? IANE. PLS.Â
@plutowrites: PLUTO U KNOW HOW MUCH I FKIN LOVE UR ZEKE SERIES SO IS IT EVE N A QUESTION WHY I THINK YOU COULD GET ZEKE NO PROBLEM??Â
@gojosweets: SWEEETIIE levi for SURE BC HEALING HANDS IS STUCK IN MY HEAD. u could for sure pull a grumpy injured Levi and make his heart go boinkÂ
@hexbestfriend: Sierra my dear. ur other url says it all. but also, a big mans. so....Erwin for sure - I would PAY to see this bc u would have him just so into u and I just...im swooningÂ
@horseanon--simpforall: RACH. DO I EVEN NEED TO SAY. U WRITE THE BEST CUTE SWEET ZEKE. FOR SURE. AND SUGA. U COULD PULL THEM WITHOUT EVEN FKIN TRYING. I love u TOO muchÂ
@misskasa: love the new url btw tea??? damn. also Eren. EREN. LONG HAIRED MAN BUN BUT NICE NOT PROBLEMATIC EREN. u deserve it allÂ
@thebubblybakery: MY DEAR. MY DEAAAARRR ur url is way too cute and for SURE. Levi. for SURE NOT A DOUBT IN MY MIND. bake him lil treats and heâll chop the fingers off anyone who tries to steal em from himÂ
@yearning-moon: omg my new obsession is ur writing, but u would have no problem pulling our collective fav zhongli. no problem whatsoever im just gone u write him so well I cry every single time.
@lookslikeleese: I MET U THRU SUGA AND I WILL NEVER STOP THINKING ABOUT THAT. suga no problem. ERen. no problem. find u a friend that can do both. thats u.Â
@doulcha: another easily Levi pull - honestly if theres anything I learned on this website, its that everyone has big brain and is cute as a damn button andÂ
@anlian-aishang: MY SWEET DARLING. U COULD HAVE ANYONE. HONESTLY. UR A DAMN INTELLECTUAL, BEAUTIIIIIFUL BEYOND WORDS AND JUST HNG I LVE U SM. LEVI. ERWIN (NO ARGUMENTS I WOULD PAY TO SEE U WITH ERWIN BC WOOOOW HOW SWEET) also u already know how much I love the idea of u with Farlan U COULD HAVE ANYONE U WANT AND U KNOW IT.Â
@starstruckkittensweets: another sweET DARLING WHO COULD GET ANYONE SHE WANTED. ABSOLUTELY ANYONE but Levi. Levi FOR DAMN SURE BC HOW COULD I NOT. erwin too? absolutely.Â
@unloved-cadillac: CADDY my DEAR is another Levi puller for SURE - I feel like u can match his snarky replies? and it would just be a lot of grEAT banter back and forth and phewÂ
@katsuhera: MY PENGUIN LOVING FRIEND another Levi lover who could get him with NO problem whatsoever. pls take his grumpy ass to the aquariumÂ
@therealvalkyrie: my wife my love my DEAREST. I mean weâre already married x4? 5? times?? so I mean u already got me so I think u already won this game. USHI GUSHI FITE ME. also suga. curl up on a nicely upholstered armchair, nice cup of tea, maybe some ice cream? gorgeous view outside, trying to flip pages but its lowkey a pain to do so because suga is doing the same in his seat, but ur arms are stretched out to meet in the space between the two of you, and ur knuckles are brushingÂ
@rulerofstars: ANGELLLLL u are another eaaaasyyyy Levi pull bc HOW SWEET ARE UÂ
@acekou: ...honestly anyone u want bc I AM INTIMIDATED - AS I SHOULD BE. and I love that energy for u. ERen??? Levi?? ARMIN??? ERWIN?!?!?? no problemÂ
@thot-farm: ME. I SEE U IN MY NOTIFS AND I HAVENT SAID HI BEFORE. but ME. U COULD PULL ME NO PROBLEM BC M LOVE U ALREADY. but I mean im no Levi and u could pull him no problem too dearie (;Â
@xxdragonwriterxx: omfg LEVI LEVI LEVI LEVI LEVI!!! UR FICS ARE SO DAMN AMAZING AND THE IDEAS ARE AMAZING AND THE PLOT AND EVERYTHING and ur also so sweet?? LEVI. FOR. LIFE. EASILY. NO CONTEST.Â
@jean-does-not-have-a-horseface: BIRD. MANS. HAWKS. DO I NEED TO SAY MORE?!?!!? Â
@levilaughlove69: kenny. fkn. ackerman. no more words.Â
@bluebellhairpin: SEE ABOVE. also Erwin - I know u like that big mans my sweet darling nemo :3 but also BACK THE FK OFF ALL OF U UR DRIFTING WITH ME SO ME. U PULL ME. EVERYONE ELSE CAN BACK THE FK UP
@unadulteratedtreecrusade: BEANBEANBEANBEAN IM THIIIIIIIS close to coming to visit u bc I love u SO DAMN MUCH. but HONESTLY WHO CANT U PULL?? LEVI. DONE. ERWIN. DONE.Â
@1252291: N UR URL SAYS IT ALL. LEVI. zeke? BOTH? ANNIE VIBES TOO??? JEAN? im done.Â
@babieweeb: another moot I havent interacted too much with 𼺠but ZEEEEEKKKKEÂ
@itspastellemons: LEYLA LISTEN. me. u got me. u can pull me anytime shh dont tell my bf I LOVE U SM I LOVE U SO DAMN MUCH R U KIDDING!?! but other than me ahem LEVI. LEEEVIIIIII FOR U BC UR SO DAMN SWEET AND HE WOULD MELT AT U. erwin? wrapped around ur finger?? REINER?? MICHE?? I cant even choose for u ur too powerfulÂ
@alrightberries: I think ur on a Nanami binge rn AS U SHOULD BE. so just know that u could have that mans in an instant
@mysteriousmagicx: MY FAV WITCH MOOT WHO HAS THE BEST DAMN FKIN AUS AND THE BIGGEST DANG BRAIN. WHO CANâT U PULL??? WITCH HANJI. VAMPIRE LEVI. WEREWOLF MICHE. STOP IT U CAN HAVE EM ALL.
@etherealserenity: ERRRREEEEENN I DONT NEED TO SAY ANY MORE. AND U KNOW WHY.Â
@cant-spell-slay-without-lay HOW THE FK DID I NOT ADD U EARLIER MY DEAR PLS IM SO SORRY OMFG - but UR LEGIT MS. ACKERMAN HOW COULD U NOT PULL LEVI. case closed. ms ackerman is legit.Â
#holy#that was the longest damn list ive ever made#I LOVE U ALL MY DEAR MOOTS#IF I FORGOT ANY I STG I DIDNT MEAN TO#and this list is in no particular order I love u all#asks#anon#THANKS FOR THE ASK ANON
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Hey there! Hope Iâm not bothering you! I was just wondering if I could ask for some OC x Canon romantic relationship headcanons for Polnareff (since that French man deserves love) and my Part 3 OC Estella! I have a bio for her on a Google doc right here ( https://docs.google.com/document/d/1Lwd1j4smQSwK_cXL-fwVwveAdRLQFusLN-Bw-QUseyU/edit ) but if that link doesnât work, I am completely fine with dm-ing the link to you if needed or such of answering any questions!
Awwn, sure you not bothering me sweetie! And sure you can ask, I agree 100% with u, Polnareff deserves all the love (´ â ` )âĄ
And I loved Estella, her story, personally, everything! I'll put the link here if someone is interested in see her as well~
Thanks for the request! I love writing for him!
Estellareff
When Polnareff knew that Estella actually love sweets he immediately started to make some for her, especially the French ones! He is excited to hear about your food!
He knows that she apologize for everything, so when that happens he hold both of her hands and give her a sweet forehead kiss: "There's nothing to you apologize for, ma princesse"
Even when Estella was still one of the enemys, Polnareff had already layed eyes on her, she was so pretty...When the fleshbud was removed he wanted to be the first one to know about the true Estella.
Estella also get stressed easily, he hates to see she like that...So he puts some of her favorite musics, gently grab her hand and start to slow dance with her. He just wants her her know that he is here whenever she feels bad!
He always encourage Estella to use her Inky Aeon! He thinks that is so cool and powerful, just like her!
Low self-esteem? He WILL make you feel loved and special 24/7 no matter what!
When she not sleep well Polnareff wake her up in the morning with breakfast in the bed: "Bonjour mon amour"
Because of her height and weight both Polnareff and Silver Chariot LOVES to carry her around, spin her, hug her, ups her in the air just for fun...Not to say that Polnareff also loves to be the big spoon, he feels like he is protecting here even in the sleep.
She is shy, and Polnareff LOVES to tease! Always holding her hand in front of everyone, pecks on her cheeks...HER BLUSH FACE IS TOO CUTE!
Silly jokes when Estella feels down, he loves to make her smile.
Take her to romantic, but simple, dates. He also love to do picnics.
Polnareff loves to take Estella to the shopping, chose some clotches for her and then watching the little fashion show, both of then end up laughing an sharing lightly kisses! He thinks that might help him with the shyness.
He always be sure to compliment her at least 74x per day just to see her blushing.
French love wordsâĄ
Talks a lot about Estella with Jotaro and Kakyoin, sometimes ask for some advices.
Polnareff just loves Estella's short hair, it's pretty, suits her face very well and tells a lot about her story.
When she tries to cover her eyes he always stops her, he loves it so much...Actually, he loves absolutely everything about her!
The nightmares sometimes wakes up Estella, but don't worry! Her shinning armor warrior, Polnareff, is here! He holds her close and wisper in her ear how much she is special for him and that he will always be here...Actually that doesn't helps to her fall asleep again, 'cause her heart goes even more faster.
The Walkman she got before the encounter with DIO was given by Polnareff.
He loves to gift her with flowers and books of her favorite authors, he knows how much time she spend on reading. While she is at it, he likes to play with her pretty hair!
Where are the Polnareff simps?! Tell me! THIS MAN IS JUST PERFECT, HE WOLD TREAT YOU LIKE A FKN QUEEN/KING!...sorry
Well, See ya~
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the band with no name {Douglas Booth} 2
A/N: 1654 words. A bit shorter, but weâre getting into things now. idk how i feel about it, please give me feedback.
[PART 1]
Flop of The Month, your band, has an instagram account with exactly two posts on it, and Douglas feels like both and idiot, and a creepy stalker, for the amount of time he spends flicking through the two photos without actually liking them, for fear of you realising who he was.
Colson, however, seemed to have no such reservations.
âLook, Iâm on their story,â Colsonâs grinning from ear to ear as the cast and crew break for lunch the Monday after theyâd seen your band play, showing Douglas his phone, and your bandâs instagram story. It showed their notifications, highlighting how Colson had liked both photos and followed them, and had the caption âhowâd the rap devil find us?â and ânot complaining thoâ.Â
âBloody hell,â is all Douglas can bring himself to say, wearing a half-smile as they made their way to the costume department to get changed before lunch. It had been a low effort day, just jeans and t-shirts, but it was always safer to not eat in costume. Hair and makeup could stay and be touched up however.
Your bandâs page had begun the day with 217 followers, and ended it with over a thousand. There wasnât a link to your personal page, and so all he can do is scroll through your Facebook while waiting for Colson to be ready to go.
Y/N: weird question Y/N: also, hi Y/N: but yeh, weird question Y/N: was your friend last night mgk?
Douglas takes a moment to compose his thoughts before typing out his response.
Douglas: hi back Douglas: and yes.
Thereâs a few minutes of silence, and Douglas can feel his scalp itching beneath his wig, just a little, but he tries to ignore it.
Y/N: cool. Y/N: well it was nice meeting you guys!! Y/N: looking forward to seeing if ur band is real btw Douglas: probably wont be for a while Y/N: im happy to wait Y/N: if u want me there that is Douglas: if we ever actually play a gig, youâll be the first to know
You send a blushing smiling emoji back, and Douglas finds himself strangely pleased.
âIs that her?â Colson asks, eyes shining as he pulled on his leather jacket; with his wig and makeup, he still absolutely looked the part. Douglas quickly slipped his phone in his pocket, knowing that a faint blush dusted his cheeks despite his best efforts. As he waffled his way through an affirmation, Colsonâs smile just grew wider.
âI still donât understand why you were being so vague; she probably would have jumped you there and then if she knew you were part of the Motley Crue movie, man.â
âYeah,â Douglas said, his discomfort mounting at the insinuation, âthatâs the problem, dude; first of all, I donât know if she like the band themselves, or just the music, and if she does like the band,â he paused, shrugging a little, quietly embarrassed, âwhat if she likes them better than me?â
âTheyâre all married,â Colson says, like it immediately solves everything.
âMan, you know thatâs not the issue,â Douglas sighed, but itâs clear he wasnât done, and Colson just waited, eyebrows raised, âyou know, girls who are like... like... how did you say it the other week? When that girl from Instagram was in your DMs every other minute?â
âClout chasing,â Colson nodded sagely, suddenly understanding all too clearly his co-starâs apparent fears, âwell she doesnât know who you are yet.â
âExactly,â Douglas exclaimed, glad the craft services tent was finally in view, feeling himself grow hungrier by the moment, âand I think I wanna keep it that way, just for now.â
âBetter pray she doesnât watch Jupiter Ascending,â Colson snorts, just as Douglas punches him in the arm.Â
The next day, he messages you first, sends a photo of himself and the rest of the band out of costume, but holding their instruments, all wearing heels to help make it easier to wear them around set.Â
Douglas: the band says hi Y/N: shit, you guys have instruments and everything Y/N: getting less sketchy by the minute
You follow it up with a winking emoji, and a photo of yourself, out in the sunshine, dressed impeccably, makeup dark and sharp, holding a stack of posters beside your head, advertising your bandâs next gig; this Saturday.
Douglas: are you inviting me? Y/N: only if youâre saying yes
Your confident coyness amuses him, despite the way the shoes are pinching his toes, and he tells you heâll be there.
The next day, you send a link to a band name generator, but more interestingly, you send it right around the time heâs getting his makeup done, early in the morning.
Douglas: early start? Y/N: my shop wonât open itself Douglas: your shop? Y/N: mini mall tattoo parlor hahaha
âShe owns a tattoo parlor?â Daniel asks, reading over Douglasâs shoulder between takes, âyouâd better make your move or Colsonâs gonna go for her.âÂ
âGo for who?â Colson himself calls across set where his makeupâs being touched up.
âYou werenât meant to hear that!â Daniel shouts back, though heâs grinning, and adds, âY/N. She owns a tattoo parlor.â
âReally, shit man, Doug sheâs cool as hell,â Colson muses, before snorting, addressing Daniel, âgimme some credit, Iâm letting the man shoot his shot; heâs my bro, not my competition.â
âThanks man,â with the slightest smile, Douglas puts his phone away as the scene is reset around them, and Colson joins him in the middle of the living room set.
âI expect free tattoos, however,â he says with a faux seriousness, âbecause if you like her, like really like her, Iâm gonna wingman the shit out of you.â
âSeriously?â
âAbsolutely, man,â he claps Douglas on the shoulder with a surprisingly sincere expression.
Itâs Colson who suggests, the following day, sending a video of Douglas playing the bass, asking if you had any pointers. Theyâre at band rehearsals again, blasting through their repertoire, when they get to Take Me To The Top, and as the song dies down, Colson makes the suggestion.
âWhy are you filming it?â Iwan asks, and Colsonâs smile is all teeth where heâs holding Douglasâs phone, answering before Douglas has the opportunity.
âTryna help impress that punk chick from the band last weekend.â
âYouâre actually talking to her?â Iwan asks with a bright, almost incredulous smile, âafter everything that happened? She must really like you.â He muses, and Douglas feels his soul leaving this mortal plane.
âSmart move; asking for advice from her, lets her know you think sheâs talented, and, well, you know,â Daniel shrugs, wiggling his fingers with a casual air. Douglas frowns, but Colsonâs nodding.
âExactly what I was thinking,â he agrees, and finally Douglas clues in. Dexterous fingers.
âDonât be gross, guys,â he sighs, already regretting letting Colson help at all, âjust take the damn video.â
It only takes thirty seconds for you to respond in All Caps.
Y/N: ARE YOU IN A MOTLEY CRUE COVER BAND
âIâm fucked,â Douglas mutters under his breath, staring wide-eyed at the message.
Y/N: you play so well dude just relax your stance and shoulders Y/N: fkn love take me to the top Y/N: seriously a motley cover band??? Y/N: you just instantly got 100x cooler
âOkay, maybe Iâm not fucked,â he concedes after a moment, quietly breathing a sigh of relief.
Y/N: now i have to see u guys play!! Y/N: if thatâs alright of course
âNah, youâre definitely a little bit fucked,â Daniel offers over his shoulder, and Douglas pushes his face away.
âThanks for the vote of confidence,â Douglas grumbles, and Daniel shrugs bemusedly.Â
âAt least she thinks you play well,â but Douglas isnât listening to him, heâs frantically tapping away on his phones, scowling, âwhat âre you doing?â
âTrying to come up with a name for our band -â
âOur fake band?â Iwan asks, arms crossed over his chest wearing an amused little smile, âdo we have to play along with this too?â
âNot if you donât want, just donât... donât tell her itâs fake is all.â Douglas offers, and the rest of the band nods.
âSo how long are you going to play along with this bit?â Daniel ask, and Douglas heaves a sigh.
âNot sure; until I can trust that sheâs not just in it to meet the actual band -â
âWhich she doesnât know you know,â Iwan interjected again, and Douglas nodded a little. After a beat, the rest of the band looked to each other, and seemed to share some sort of silent communication, before turning back to him.
âOkay,â Colson agrees easily, âif youâre serious about this chick youâve known for five days,â he emphasizes, though Douglas doesnât seem phased, âif we ever run into her, weâll pretend weâre in a Motley Crue cover band.â He agrees, while Iwan and Daniel silently agree, though they look rather amused at the whole situation.
âThereâs just something about her,â Douglas muses quietly.
âItâs the fact that sheâs the coolest chick youâve ever met,â Colson tells him with far too much authority, âand your little posh, school-boy brain wants to try something new.â
âHey -â Douglas scoffed, though he was quickly talked over.
âShe looks like sheâd punch me in the face but Iâd be okay with it,â Iwan adds, which, strangely enough, the rest of them agree to with various mischievous smiles. Douglas doesnât exactly deny that he feels the same way.
âWhatâs our band name gonna be?â Daniel asks finally.
âThe Fourskins,â Colson answers back immediately, grinning wide and proud of himself.
âAbsolutely no-â
âThatâs kind of genius,â Daniel snorts over Douglasâ protest, and so, on a three-to-one vote, their fake Motley Crue cover band is named The Fourskins, and Douglas kind of thinks heâd rather come clean there and then to you, rather than suffer through ever typing or saying that name to you. But he doesnât.Â
He really hopes youâre worth it.
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Dating Christopher VĂŠlez headcanon
Authors Note: Donât know if I rlly have to mention this but I called Chris a fuckboy in this like 20+ times so donât be offended m8 and just like Richards, this is all over the place
Richardâs headcanon
Christopher has mentioned many many MANY times that he is not looking for a relationship
My man is getting that good good PussAy ;))))))
And he ainât looking for no commitment :(:
We stan a fuck boy ;)
So it probably took him like three encounters to notice you
The first time was at a house party and yâall talked for like five seconds and then went your separate ways
You remember him
He didnât even remember your hair color lol
The second time was also at a party
You were looking for your car keys but you spotted the cute guy you talked to for like a second
So you asked if heâd seen your keys like a fkn dumbass
And he was like ânah m8 đâ
And you were like âaight đ¤đâ
And he thought you were hot so thatâs a start
Then the third time was also another party
And then yâall saw each other again and made a convo this time
He for sure remember you this time cause he wasnât as tipsy as before
Lol
So thatâs how yâall met
But just like Richard
It took this boy a long time to actually get his shit together and be like
âI actually like this girlâ
Ya feel?
But you already liked him
But you understood his position
You were actually grateful that he didnât just agree to go out with you if he wasnât certain about you
It saved you the heart break
But after many MANY months
He gave in, and he was grateful for your patience
Anywhore
Now to the headcanon of dating the Ecuadorian fuck boy who we love
There is never a day where youâre bored
Heâs always got something planned for the day
Lazy days are superior tho
His laugh could cure your acne, sadnessâs and anxiety
Thank God he laughs every damn day
HE WILL FOR SURE TEACH YOU HOW TO SKATEBOARD
And if you already know how to skateboard then yâall will ride together like actual goals
He goes all out when it comes to dates
Will take you to the most expensive restaurants in the area
For sure will buy you a fancy ass dress
I highly believe that out of all the members heâs the one whoâll spoil you the most
Like fuck
Itâs a lot
When heâs away on tour heâll have a bIG ASS bouquet of flowers sent to you or chocolate
Will surprise you jewelry, food, clothes aNYTHING
youâll have to remind him that he doesnât have to do any of that but he insists on doing them bc he loves spoiling you sm
Yet when you return the favor by buying him something small heâs all like
â:0 thIS IS TOO MUCH, AMORâ
and youâre like â???? Khe ???â
For sure will teach you Spanish if you donât already
Staring by cuss words ofc :â)
Whenever yâall go to the club he always comes up to you like youâre a stranger or smth
âI'm new in town. Could you give me directions to your apartment?â ;)
âChRisssssâ
Heâd try this the whole night making random guys come to your ârescueâ
Chris is laughing his ass off while you calmly tell them that itâs just your bf
He doesnât seem to be the jealous type
Heâs v confident that u love him and only him
Which is true
It takes a lot in him to get jealous
But when he does
OOFFF
You better be scared
He never takes it out on you, just the guy who seemed to cross a boundary that Chris drew in his imagination
Youâre the one who gets jealous easily for sure
SO MANY PRETTY FEMALES THROWING THEMSELVES ON HIM MAKES YOU SEE RED
But he always shows you that youâre the only one he wants if you know what I mean ;)
Honestly, yâall donât even cook, just order a shit ton of food while watching movies or the both of you just work on your individual projects
If you ever get stressed over work or a project from uni hes always there
Softly rubbing your shoulder as he presses kisses soft kisses along the shell of your ear sending shiver down your spine as you relaax
It might lead to ;) or it could end in you cuddling until you get your mojo back
The sEX is bOmB bTw ;))))))))
Like, this dude is so into overstimulation and subspace that heâll have you c*mmimg multiple times a night :):
Ooff
Edging is suCH a big turn on for this boy
Yâall fuck like rabbits no doubt
Public sEx is definitely HIS thing
Expect a quickie after each show in his dressing room when you visit him on tour ;)
Anything you do is such a turn on for him
You literally make him feel like a hormonal teenager again
Iâm 92% sure this boy will cry one tour bc he misses you sm
Which leads you to surprising him on the other side of the world
Which he is super grateful for :â)
And then yâall have some bomb sex cause yâall a bunch of sex addicts m8
Whenever he feels down he just rests his head on your boobs and wrap his long arms around your body
You let him rant as much as he wants
And somehow you know whether or not he wants advice or just someone to listen
vice versa
Now imma be 100% honest
Donât @ me
I feel like itâll take such a long time for Chrisâs mother to actually like you
Heâs such a mommas boy that just seeing him with another woman might make her skeptical
Ooff Iâm crossing dangerous grounds here
Heâs siblings and grandmother automatically loved you, but his mother was distant
Christopher has to have a heartfelt conversation with her about it beCAUSE HE LOVES YOU SM AND HE NEEDS THE WOMAN OF HIS LIFE TO ACCEPT THAT
This lowkey makes you feel like an intruder
You feel as if youâre ruining their relationship
But youâll also have a heartfelt convo with her and at the end of the day yâall would get along once she sees how much you love and care for her son
It probably took a year for yâall to move in together
But when you do, yâall have even more fun and adventures than before
Yâall goals asf
Most of his ig stories are about you
Videos, promoting your posts etc the whole package deal
Subtle matching tattoos
You say âI love youâ first and heâs all blushy and giggle which makes you all bullishly and giggly as well :â)
And yâall just make love as he repeats the words and over and over :â)
He always has his hands around your shoulder
Pulling you closer at the most random times
HUGS EVERYWHERE MAN
Omfg this man smells like christmas heaven
Just like his mom, your family wasnât certain about him first
And by your family i mean your dad(or male figure if youâre dadless :â)
Making him sad
But youâll do your best to convince you dad that he is a good guy wHICH HE IS!!!!
After a while, he gave Chris a shot
And thatâs all you ask for Tbfh
Will subtly mention you in interviews which would cause the guys to give each other knowing stares
Just Like Richard, you receive hate after hate
BUT YALL FICKING TOO HARD TO NOTICE!!
It sometimes gets to you but Chris is always there to comfort you
Making you go all uwu
He goes full mom mode whenever you get sick
Will google your symptoms
Lowkey has a mental breakdown when google tells him that you only have two weeks to live lol
He later calls his mom and she tells him what he should do
Will try to help you with your work but he just gives you a look and gives tf up
Soft hours late at night
You guys talk about your future and marriage and kids and it just lives you all soft and warm inside
Little did you know that he feels the exact same
Youâd be in his arms slightly leaning against the headboard as your dress hands play with each other fingers talking about nothing and everything
Sings to you whenever you have trouble sleeping
THE GUYS LOVE YOU
Did I mention that? Lol
Just like any new friendship
Yâall were awkward at first but after a few minutes of getting to know each other they all loved you
Especially Erick, that boy is your child and you will protect him from any danger in the world lmao
Thatâs it my ppl :â)
Deuces once again :â)đ¤đź
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a surprise that comes squared | medium gang
after four years from the aftermath of Roanoke, in which Audrey and Shelby managed to survive, everything started to go to better as the years went by
obviously there were things that put all upside down, mostly because people grow as time pass by and at times some surprises come along the way
by the time the end of the summer of 2020 arrived, a lot of things had happened already
Billie Dean Howard eloped to her long time partner, Dara Ann Lynch, and before that they both kept a relationship with Audrey Tindall that ended after the two of them married but having them three as the closest friends as result; and Dahlia Deen and Shelby Miller started to finally date a year prior, moving together and trying to live their life.
and then Dahlia, one good morning, woke up to a message of one of her favourite cousins, telling her she was back home for a few days and wanted her to meet someone special for her
a cousin that wasnât Dara, which lived two hours away and Dahlia already knew how very much she loved her wife
but talking about the devil, Dara messaged Dahlia about their cousin that was coming home a second later and then Dahlia, sleepy eyes and all, managed to type an unsure planÂ
one that revolved around a little gathering in Dahlia and Shelbyâs new home, the latter still very much asleep and very much unaware of what her girlfriend was doing
after two light coffees and a too long phone call with Dara, which Dahlia adored a lot but damn that woman and her planning skills, Dahlia got herself on kitchen duty for the special day and also as hostess and itâs not even nine in the morning and Dahlia is really sure Shelby is gonna freak out
spoiler: Shelby did freak out
spoiler: Billie, in Daraâs side, laughed her ass off when her wife told her Shelby freaked out
but now everything was settled and, with their cousin, Dara and Dahlia started to plan how things would work and whoâs gonna pick up their cousin from the airport (that was quickly adverted by said cousin, telling them not to worry about it because she will rent a car) and where they were going to sleep (another donât worry because their cousin were getting a room in a hotel in Santa Monica but would gladly take the offer to sleep in Dahliaâs apartment the first night which Dara responded she also wanted her to come to her apartment, so their cousin agreed to it too)
spoiler: Billie freaked out to that last one bit, because their apartment was very much tinier than Dahlia and Shelbyâs
spoiler: Shelby laughed her ass off because âHAHA take that bitchâ
and then THEN, in between all the planning and the hows, whens, wheres, Shelby trying to see how they were going to fit 6 people in their tiny living room table, Billie planning how to fucking fit another couple in their FUCKING LIVING ROOM DARA ANN LYNCH WHAT THE FUCK
away of the mayhem
Audrey was living her life, going here and there, resting most of the time, going to therapy when she was appointed, talking with her agent to see if they could try again and find maybe a bigger role? she was even trying to read some theater in case the spark was still there in her heart
and in between her calm daily life, she got a call from one of her favourite persons in the world so far: Dahlia Deen.
âDrey? Ahm...I was calling you because we are having a small dinner party at home because one of my oldest cousins is coming to visit us, Dal and Billie Dean are coming and I know you three are close...and maybe you want to come? Iâm going to cook my vegan lasagna and all.â
Dahlia always trying to not push Audrey into anything she didnât want was one of the sweetest things her best friend did for her
and f u c k that Dahliaâs vegan lasagna was to die for
âOf course sweetheart, tell me more about it.â
when the phone call ends, Audrey has already Billie on speed dial to ask her if they are going together in the same car and other banal stuff as âdo we have to bring something more?â or âiâm pretty sure Shelby wonât like a bit that, Billsâ or âoh god ARE YOU TWO FOR REAL IM CALLIng tOMorroWâÂ
for Audrey the days until the dinner passed ever so slow, to be honest, because for some reason sheâs excited and at the same time a bit scared
that one last part because her nor Billie nor Dara had told Dahlia about them being a thing till not long ago, long as in until the couple eloped, but they three wanted to tell Dahlia eventually and maybe Billie thought this was a good time? since they were all gonna be together
but mostly sheâs excited because sheâs gonna see her best friend after months of only messages and the casual video call here and there
(and maybe she has missed Shelby a bit too, a tiny bit, really tiny tiny bit, a bit she wasnât going to admit ever in her life)
for a second Audrey wondered which cousin was, because she knew for a fact in Dara and Dahliaâs family they were a fkn bazillion (after four years, she got also adopted by their family as if she was one more of them), but she kept that question to herself
the day finally arrived and Billie and Dara went to pick her up in order to start the 2h trip a) she knew they were gonna make it in 1h30 as soon as she was buckled up in the back seat, and b) any worry about the new cousin or what was she gonna eat at Dahliaâs banished in order to pray Dara made them arrive safeÂ
(Audrey wonât ever admit it but she much preferred Billie being the driver, as much as she recognize the other woman has the skills of a professional)
when Shelby opened the door, she almost fall backwards because Audrey hugged her like âgod bless we are safe and hereâ and then Shelby passed her to Dahliaâs more welcoming arms
after a few minutes they were all settled in the apartment, waiting for the oh so expected cousin and their someone special, Dara telling the rest they were almost there
while at it, Audrey decided to stick with Billie and talk about whatever crossed their minds, wine glasses in hand and Daraâs chatter with Dahlia and Shelby in the background
âAnnie didnât even want to tell me how she looked likeâ these days is more Annie than Dara for Billie and itâs a really sweet change that makes Audrey feel their love âIâm pretty sure I didnât meet her in any other family gathering or yes and my mind canât put a finger which one isâ
âIâm sure sheâs nice, I mean, everyone in their family is quite niceâ is the only thing Audrey can say, pushing her shoulder a bit âbut yeah, I wonder how she looks like tooâ
and they were at it, trying to guess blindly how this person looked like while Dara joined them to talk, when the doorbell finally ringed and all eyes were on that
the first thing they saw was this...giant woman crossing the door with a short haired brunette by her side when Shelby opened the door
and when Audreyâs mind catch up with her eyes, something clicked upon seeing the face of this tall stranger
âBillie Dean Howard, bathroom, parlor, n o wâ
was the only thing she was capable of saying before dragging poor confused Billie to the bathroom, Dara laughing openly and Dahlia panicking for a second because what the fu-
however, whatever chaos started in the living room, wasnât affecting the mood in the bathroom, that was another little chaos of its own
âPumpkin, Iâm pretty sure this is not very polite of us n-â
âBills, I know her.â
âYou know whoâ
âThe tall woman, I know herâ
âFrom a family gathering? I mean sheâs the only one I can see being the cousin, the short one didnât look much alikeâ
and then is when Billie notice how fucking anxious Audrey is and what the fuck is happening
âNo, from when I came to the StatesâÂ
let me tell you that made Billie even more confused and made Audrey sit in the nearest place while she took her hands
âwhat are you even talking about Drey? whatâs going onâ
âIâm trying to tell you that I FUCKED THAT WOMAn NEARLY 8 yeARS ago BILLIE DEAN HOWARDâ
and Audreyâs voice was so tiny and panicked that for a second Billie think she didnât hear her well but her friend is squeezing her hands to death
âyou...did what again?â
âthe cousin, Dahlia and Daraâs cousin, bloody hell, is her, I know herâ Audrey is stressing herself a lot in barely a few minutes âoh good lordâ
and in her nervous state, Audrey didnât notice how Billieâs own mind has clicked upon that information and sheâs trying really hard to come up with something to calm Audrey down but at the same time she wants to laugh
which is what Billie did
and Audrey stared at her in disbelief and at the same time starting to hit her with her hands because âitâs not funny, Howard!!!â
until Billie manage to stop and hug Audrey by her shoulders to try and give her some kind of speech to help her calm down
âitâs okay Drey, donât fret over this, I mean, it was once and....waIT NOW THAT I THINK ABOUT IT YOU FUCKED WITH FIVE oUT of SIX PEOPLE IN THIS HOUSE I CANNoT-oh no pumpkin DONâT CRY NO NO NO NO ITâS OKAY HEAR ME OUT it was just once right? I bet she doesnât remember okay? Letâs try to keep quiet and if itâs too much we can have a ciggie break outside here and there, alright?â
(Billie is the only one in the world right now that knows every detail (except this one) about Audrey, per example, that she had an affair with Dahlia 5 years ago and, while both Audrey and Shelby were healing in Dahliaâs house after Roanoke, that she and Shelby had angry sex because they couldnât stand each others guts)Â
after a few minutes Billie managed to calm Audrey down enough to get them out of the bathroom, going back to the cheerful chatter in spanish of the three cousins, more like Dara and the cousin while Dahlia was trying to escape the bear hug she was getting from said cousin
and then the rest finally notice theyâre back and this tall woman (even taller than both Dara and Dahlia and anyone in that room for a matter of fact) gets a mischievous grin all over her lips and reaching her eyes
âSo you are the one that have our Dal wrapped around her fingers, I saw you on television a few times when she told me you invited her to your program,â the woman leans to kiss Billieâs cheeks, making Billie laugh âDanna Bishop, finally a pleasure to meet you.â
Danna is all smiles and pure warmth and then her light brown eyes finally met Audrey...
...and she waits for someone to say something, a glint in her eyes as if she was recognizing her, but Audrey is not really sure because sheâs still really anxious and Dahlia is actually the one that says something
âSheâs Audrey Tindall, Drey this is our oldest cousin.â
when Danna shakes Audreyâs hand, her free hand enveloping their both, some of the memories together came to her head but also the simplicity of the gesture is capable of bringing her back to Earth
âDanna, a pleasure,â then the short haired brunette comes in view after Billie has greet her and Danna looks at her like sheâs the brightest star âThis is Ally, my girlfriend.â
and from that? everything seemed to go smoothly
they did manage to fit 7 adults in the tiny living room table, Shelby even decided to sit across her for once while Audrey is in a sandwich between Billie and Dara and Dahlia is one of the heads of the table along Ally in the other, so that makes Danna take the seat by Shelby and almost across Audrey too
they share food (Dahliaâs vegan lasagna, Shelbyâs salad and Dara has made salty small pasties and for dessert Ally bought chocolate cake and thatâs why they arrived a bit late) and also they share a couple bottles of wine so far (the only one that isnât drinking at all is Dara, and Shelby after one glass stopped) and soon everything feels homie
and it melts the anxiety in Audreyâs body and sheâs enjoying the anecdotes around the table (how Danna and Ally met, Daraâs last craziness in her job (which Audrey didnât know which was at this point), Billie telling them about this spooky house that was just: spooky in the end, Shelby finally recognizing why Ally felt so familiar and getting everyone :0 when they knew she was a fkn Senator) and sheâs mostly okay, because Billie has her arm draped in the back of her chair, telling her sheâs there for her at the same time sheâs drunkenly teasing and making some heavy remarks and sweet nothings to Dara, using her as a shield from the rest of the table; and Daraâs chair is touching Audreyâs chair so she can be closer
and then, when thereâs a moment of drunk silence in the table, Audrey makes eye contact with Danna again and she knows sheâs happier and comfier because she got four glasses of wine and
âitâs really good to see you Audrey, eight years passed well for youâ
the silence deepens then and Audrey feels like a deer caught in traffic lights
until a wasted Billie starts to laugh her ass off so so hard it confuses everyone in the table more while Audreyâs soul is already leaving her body
because Danna did recognized her but it seemed she felt how nervous and worried the other woman was and decided to play it safe, play it dumb because she remembers how bad Audreyâs nerves are, since they did NOT fuck only once and got involved a bit longer and then Billie wheezes hard
âI WAS TRYING TO FORGET THAT AUDREY TOLD ME IN THE BATHROOM YOU TWO FUCKED AND NOW THISâ
Shelby is trying to fucking drill holes in Audreyâs skull like âwhat the fuck is going onâ and Ally is confused and Dahlia and Daraâs are gaping really hard and Danna is contently indulging in nice memories, hands over her belly
âRAISE YOUR HAND THOSE WHO GOT WITH DREYâ
Billie canât get more annoying because sheâd probably pass out and go into coma if sheâs keeps drinking
but everyone in the table is way too in shock and the cake, not the one in the middle of the table half eaten but all the secrets, is out when all the table except obviously Audrey AND Ally donât have the hand up
Dahlia looks at Shelby âSHELBY!?â
and Shelby is coughing hard because she was trying to hide by drinking water but it went down the wrong pipe but she wants to give a immediate response âIT WAS JUST HATE SEX, WE WERENâT TOGETHER AT THE TIME AND YOU PASSED OUT IN THE COUCH AFTER WORK AND-â
and then the mayhem begins
everyone is talking at the same time, facts being thrown here and there (âPOR EL AMOR DE DIOS DAHLIA, WE ARE ADULTS WHATâS WEIRD ABOUT A THREESOME FROM TIME TO TIMEâ, âI DONâT KNOW!? MAYBE THAT YOU WERE FUCKING MY BEST FRIEND??? I JUST THOUGHT YOU THREE WERE JUST FRIENDSâ, âhate sex, Miller? you truly are that type?â, âHoward, Iâm about to fucking punch in the faceâ) and at some point Dahlia snatched the half bottle of wine from the table and start chug on it until itâs empty, and Ally is looking at the mess like Ăłwò while holding her glass in case someone take it away
Dara is like âI think I need more wineâ because the shock is too much
and Danna, whoâs now trying to keep quiet so everyone forgets about her, is like âI think Lia drank it allâ and Billie is wiping her tears of laughter ânow youâre missing out Ally, Dreyâ and Dara is like âBillie Dean shut up oh fucking lordâ and Shelby is just âiâm leavingâ and escape to the bathroom and suddenly yells âWHY IS THIS TOWEL IN THE FLOOR!? HOWARD!?â and Billie is so fkn smug bc she left it there weirdly prompted as a joke
Ally is having the time of her life even while confused tbh, because sheâs used to the calmness of her home and her daily life with Oz and since Danna came into her life itâs like a spark of happiness she found herself missing, and well, this is a good craziness and an absolute coincidence
and Dahlia is in hysterics because âwhen did YOU and her happenâ trying to point between Dara and Audrey and Dara is Ăłwò because well what did her expect of her when Billie was getting down on Audrey in that way? and it makes her go like âiâm about to yeet myself out of the window, weâre in a fifthâ
but everything starts to get overwhelming for Audrey and the first one to notice is Billie because sheâs deadly silent and has a face that tells that itâs not funny at all and she takes her hand to get her to the balcony, trying to not think about the mess in the living room, making Audrey to settle in her lap and sharing a cigarette so Audrey can calm down and feel better, caressing her back with care
Audrey knows Billie is barely holding herself together, but sheâs pushing the drunk haze away to make her feel good, and she thanks her for that a lot because it was supposed to be fun and not mayhem she couldnât handle
and then a soft voice comes from the balcony door and âiâm sorry i made you have a breakdown...I was just...Audrey, I was glad to see you well, because I heard about what happened to you but I didnât have any way to contact you...and well, didnât expect you knowing my family, I-well, Iâm saying a lot well, but Iâm not the one thatâs around often...â
Audrey looks up to Danna as if she was the answer of all her problems and yeah, sheâs pretty used to Billie or Dahlia being the ones that handle her the best, but getting that softness and real concern from someone is always more overwhelming
âcan I do something for you? I donât think you want vodka, they forgot about the wine, and well Dara and Dahlia seem russians like right now and maybe there isnât much vodka leftâ
âcan I get a hug?â
Danna just smiles like sheâs the sun, âthat i can do for sureâ and then Audrey is off Billieâs lap and wrapped in a big mama bear hug that leaves her sobbing like a child, her breakdown starting to melt away while a drunk Billie goes inside to check on everything
âiâm happy you found yourself comfortable with these two, and their chosen ones,â Danna doesnât let go of Audrey, caressing her back with care, and Danna is chuckling because sheâs hearing them fist fight drunkenly while Billie and Shelby try to stop them âLife, mhm? who would think weâll find each other again.â
itâs the most heartwarming thing Audrey felt in a while, being completely honest, so she just gives in and starts to forget what makes her anxious, and then she hears a new voice in the balcony and Ally is there, looking at them with shynessÂ
âahm i think we are all going to sleep here,â Danna still doesnât let go enterely of Audrey, just resting her arm around her shoulders, when Ally catch their attention and she smiles at them âYour cousins are totally hammered and miss Howard ahm i think she just has the bathroom all by herself and Shelby is...I think sheâs stress cleaning? I donât know,â Ally laughs lightly and it only makes Danna to beam up even more, squeezing Audrey by her shoulders. âeverything okay here?â
âI think so, sweetheart, just needed some fresh air...oh wait, why donât we go get some ice cream to the 24h? wine always makes me crave for chocolate ice cream,â then she finally walks towards Ally, kissing her ever so sweetly in the cheek, and turn around to look at Audrey âwhat do you say? wanna come with us?â
and the invitation is so alluring? stepping out of the apartment and the chaos but then thereâs this...something in her chest, that says to her that she better decline the offer to let the couple be by themselves for a while
âI think iâm gonna check on Billie and maybe help Shelby, if she doesnât end up throwing a plate at meâ
âokay, okay, then weâll bring you some ice cream...strawberry, right?â
Audrey nods (how could she remember that?) and then the couple is off to the store, living her to whatever she has to do and she feels a kind of closure? like, she doesnât feel bad now that they talked, she feels pretty calm, so she decides to hurry and check on Billie before Shelby forbid them all to ever coming to the house again
and when Ally and Danna are walking without knowing where is the nearest store, but they are walking arm in arm contently and Ally just says âIâm glad I came along, this is the most fun I had in two yearsâ and Danna laughs too openly, warming her heart, and pulls her into a kiss because Ally gets too cute when sheâs sincere âwell, since i donât plan to let you go, you better prepare for more fun because I wonât be missing Christmas this year, so what about we three comes to my family gathering?â and then Ally just says âokayâ with a tiny excited smile before pulling her into a new kiss that she has to get by tip toeing a bit
after the sweet mess this was, all of them end up getting a group chat and as months pass by none is a stranger anymore
and of course Audrey is invited again in Christmas, because she didnât get plane tickets in time to go visit her parents and well, she feels welcome in the Danna, Dara and Dahliaâs big family
so now they all are in Daraâs parents home along with the whole family and Ally is having a blast there, because she start to feels like she belongs somewhere and everyone is so cheerful and happy and Oz is playing with nieces and nephews and she doesnât have to worry because everyone has thousand eyes on them in case the younger ones of the house need something and she can finally breathe in peace
BUT OF COURSE Billie is there and well, Billie and Ally eventually get tipsy and they try to get Shelby to engage in their conversation (which she doesnât want because sheâs pretty much content eating something her father-in-law gave her and âplease last time you pulled a too big bullshit Howard, I donât want to get dragged)
spoiler: Shelby got dragged by drunk!BillieAlly into whatever they think was a good idea, which was playing extreme Uno
and Audrey is trying so hard to avoid drunk!Billie, just hanging out by the wine and the spaguettis and watching Shelby get dragged like âget rekt is your turnâ until Billie realize that
and soon sheâs walking towards her friend, and Audrey gets her glass closer to her chest because she doesnât want to take part for once of whatever Billie is thinking
âare you trying to get yourself another cousin?â and Billie shots her that teasing grin that makes her so beautiful for some stupid reason but now Audrey was drinking when she said that and now sheâs spitting all the wine back to the glass
âBILLIE DEAN HOWARDâ
but the argument dies before it starts because suddenly the front door opens and someone is able to talk over all the voices
âsorry weâre so late, our flight got delayed and damned the time I decided to get a taxi.â
and Billie and Audrey are now watching this new tall woman enter the house, a teenager behind her, and they can fucking swear Danna was a second ago goofing around with one of her baby nieces and not in the door?????
âNani, about fucking time!â
well it was absolutely not Danna, because she passed Billie and Audrey by their left and now is hugging the look alike woman like her life depends on it
âNana put me fucking down, Iâve been on a plane ten hours and I donât exactly feel my legs.â
âOh shut the fuck up and let me hug you,â the hug resumed and now Danna has her arms around the teenager âYou rascal, come here!â
everyone is so excited about this âNaniâ that suddenly, Shelby and Ally are close to Billie and Audrey, a bit confused because fuck damn it they are seeing doubles??? however Ally is only there as a support because she kinda gets an idea of who she is but she only heard her voice over the phone
and as if their partners heard them, Dahlia, Dara and Danna looked at them all excited and Dahlia is happier than they ever have seen her? which makes her the first one to say something to them
âCome here you four, donât be shy!â bold thing to say when youâre always the most shy one. âDanielle, Damien, I want you to meet Shelby, sheâs my girlfriend.â
âHey no, Iâm the twin, Ally comes first in presentations!âÂ
Twin
Danna has a twinÂ
Audrey is froze on the spot and Billie is turning her head to look at her, with all the stars in the universe in her eyes and her mouth agape like âi donât know if karma is pulling your leg or giving you a chance, either way what blissâ
âBillie Dean, N Oâ
but Billie is already taking her by her wrist
âBILLIE DEAN, Y E Sâ
(after that Audrey finally meets Danielle, which is the most serious woman she ever met but at the same time has that playfulness that the cousins have in their own weird ways)
(maybe maybe she admits Danielle is quite nice to look at, okay? but Billie is trying too hard and is a bit off putting yet at the same time Audrey wants to give it a chance to the fact that Dannaâs twin is trying to be nice with her when the âsisters-in-lawâ ball try to drag her to play extreme Uno)
(and at the end of the gathering that last the two Christmas days, when everyone is in their homes cozy and warm, thereâs a new blip from the group chat)
(a blip that announces that â[Danielle has joined the chat]â)
#billie dean howard x original character#audrey tindall x original character x billie dean howard#audrey tindall x original character#shelby miller x original character#ally mayfair richards x original character#danielle bishop#danna bishop#dara ann lynch#dahlia deen
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The Stakeout (4/5)
Summary: In order to get all the information they can, the detective duo, Bakugou and Uraraka, must go on a stakeout. But close proximity may force some underlying feelings to come to the surface. Also known as âBakugou had a really bad date and it gives him perspectiveâ
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A/N:Â please thank @doesitsaysassonmyuniform for all her hard work on this chapter. it wouldnât be out without her. all the funny stuff was her. i will not take credit for her genius.
There was a heavy buzzing under his head, like a hive of angry bees had infested his pillow. He groaned, rolling over as his head throbbed. Heâd drunk way too much last night.
Buzz buzz
Was it his alarm? What time was it anyway? It couldnât have been that late in the day, not with how his room was barely lit when heâd managed to pry open his eyes. It was a small blessing - if heâd been late for work on top of everything else, he might just kill someone.
Buzz buzz
He didnât hear his alarm, so it must be his phone. He had vague recollections of the night before, passing out on his bed before he could even get undressed. Had he put his phone on silent?
With another groan, he wrenched his head up out of the cradle of his arms, and fumbled for his phone. Â He squinted in the morning light - it was low, but not enough to avoid hurting his eyes - and finally flipped his blankets in frustration. It flew out onto the floor with a thud and he stretched out to get it, his stomach rising into his throat as he moved.
Extremely hungover - noted.
By the time he picked up his phone, it had finally stopped buzzing, leaving a faint ringing in his ears at the sudden silence. Bakugou frowned as he turned on the screen, the blur of notifications clearing as his eyes focused.
Shitty Hair (9 Missed Calls)
Shitty Hair: Holy shit I canât believe u did it!
Shitty Hair: (10 Messages)
Did what? Why was that fucking bastard calling him at - he checked the top of his phone - six in the morning anyway? Â He unlocked his phone and opened his texting app, and was met with a wall of grey message bubbles.
Shitty Hair: Uraraka just txted me!!
(missed call)
Shitty Hair: Seriously dude pick up
(missed call)
Shitty Hair: if ur fkn asleep rn I stg
(missed call)
Shitty Hair: Â I canât believe u did it!
(missed call)
Shitty Hair: It better not be a joke or ill kill u
(missed call)
Shitty Hair: ok I donât care if ur asleep ill make u answer
(missed call)
Shitty Hair: Dude sheâs super freaked rn cause u wont respond
(missed call)
Shitty Hair: look im porud u finally did it but u cant send that and then go silent
(missed call)
Shitty Hair: *proud
Shitty Hair: HOLY SHIT I CANT BELIEVE U DID IT!
Bakugou was starting to have a bad feeling, one entirely outside of his hangover. It felt like something was squeezing his chest, and it was getting tighter and tighter the more he read. He looked at the icon, and winced at the little number telling him he had more unread messages.
From Uraraka.
Shit.
He clicked on the thread, and scrolled all the way up to his last message.
@ 1:37am
You: heyyyy want som fuk??
You: shit no i mean
You: ur hot
You: it pisses me off
You: we should fuck tho
You: aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
No. No no no no no no. No! Fuck! No! The universe was fucking playing with him, right? This couldnât be real. Fuck! It was, it was staring him in the fucking face! FUCK! He was going to explode his entire apartment.
Round Face: ...what?
Round Face: Bakugou wtf?
Round Face: Do you mean that??
Round Face: How drunk are you rn??
Round Face (2 missed calls)
Round Face: Iâm gonna murder you
In the midst of Bakugouâs midlife - soon to be end of life - crisis, his phone started to ring, Kirishimaâs face beaming as his name appeared. Bakugou immediately answered, pressing his phone to his ear as he hung his head between his legs.
âWhat did you do?â he asked, and Bakugou did the only thing he could think of.
âAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!â
âYou fucking idiot,â Kirishima laughed and Bakugou threw himself backwards on his bed, hand pressed to his forehead.
âI WAS DRUNK! I DONâT EVEN REMEMBER!â
âWell lucky for you phones donât exist and neither does she - oh wait.â Bakugou could hear that smug voice of his radiating through the fucking phone and he wanted to burn it in his hand.
âNOOOOOOOOO!â Bakugou whined, feeling completely beside himself - unaware of how ridiculous he was sounding. He was just having the worst day of his life, and it was showing.
âHey, at least itâs out there now, right? She didnât say no.â
âI wanna die. Iâm jumping out the window.â
âYou are the biggest drama queen I know,â Kirishima laughed, and Bakugou put his head between his legs, a sickening feeling rising in his throat and the overwhelming urge to projectile vomit across his apartment was becoming an almost welcoming idea.
âI will kill you later,â Bakugou groaned, shaking his hand through his hair, over and over again until he felt like he was at ease. He didnât stop for a while.
âOh, so youâre actually coming into work?â Kirishima sounded surprised, and it dawned on Bakugou...this day was going to be his last - he was deciding it before it was even over, his last day alive would be that day.
âI donât fucking know, give me an hour to die first,â Bakugou said, knowing this would be the first time that he was late - and having no other excuse than being a fucking drunken moron.
Bakugou stumbled into work, his clothes a mess, hair barely done, and collar sticking up to hide his face. With every step, it felt like eyes were on him, watching his every move, and it made every hair on his body stand on end - he needed to fight something soon otherwise heâd go stir crazy.
Before interacting with anyone else, a bounding bubble of joy crashed alongside him, knocking him off balance. Bakugou stared back at his partner who smiled like a child - and his heart was racing like an idiot.
Her expression fell, clicking her tongue as she took him in. Why the fuck was he feeling so hot? He felt like he was a rising thermometer, about to burst at the fuckng end. He was a walking infomercial, some fucked up idiot that canât keep it down. Â
âWow you look wrecked. Sleep well, Blasty?â she asked, a slight pout as she stepped closer to him.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
âNot as wrecked as your face.â The two of them frowned at the words. Why did he speak at all? âAnyway, Case!â
FUCKKKKKKKK STOP TALKING!
If a villain could come in through the window and suplex him out of existence right now, heâd be grateful. So. Fucking. Grateful.
Now, Bakugou wasnât a religious man. He didnât believe in a higher power. That felt like a mistake - because God was punishing him for his abject atheism. This was a goddamn joke, and God was clearly laughing.
If he got down on his knees and started praying, would it stop?
Uraraka quirked an eyebrow at him, before answering. âYeah, we had a new lead come in this morning and most teams are on it, you missed Aizawaâs speech.â Â
Fuck. Â Aizawa knew he was late.
Praying wouldnât save him now.
Uraraka guided them both to their desks, rattling on about the case - Â something about a guy getting into some dark shit with trafficking young kids. In the end, Bakugou found concentrating hard. He would normally listen and make sure to take notes when it came to figuring out who the guy was - but he just couldnât stop watching her. He watched and wondered why the hell she wasnât saying anything. Uraraka replied to the messages, she even called - and now it was radio silence.
Normally, Bakugou would yell about it - but it felt wrong to bring it up, it could embarrass them both, and although he didnât embarrass easy, this was completely new for him. Embarrassment came easier with all that romantic shit. It was stupid and frustrating and Bakugou hated the fact that he fell for it all, after years of denying himself.
Bakugou wasnât built for this shit, and it definitely showed.
As Uraraka went to talk to eye witnesses - a task that Bakugou was strictly not allowed to do anymore - he went to the kitchen, making himself a coffee and praying it woke him up enough to stop the nagging sensation in his heart and the throbbing in his head.
A whisper then came into his ear.
âHey, want some fuck with that coffee?â
Bakugou spat out his coffee and it sprayed across the kitchen bench. Kirishima laughed behind him, moving away to grab a donut - the fucking prick. Â Bakugou was meant to be safe here, away from her and this fucker had to come and ruin it. Â
Bakugou coughed, thumping his chest before turning to glare at the other man. âCould you keep your fucking voice down, Shitty Hair?â
âI donât know - can you look Uraraka in the eye?â Kirishima quirked his eyebrow and Bakugou stepped towards the pointy haired bastard.
âWant me to rip yours out?â
âTetchy tetchy. Donât lash out at me cause youâre not getting any.â Kirishima stuffed the donut into his grinning teeth, and Bakugou tried to burn holes into the fuckerâs skull.
âMurder. Expect murder.â
Kirishima only laughed, waving at Bakugou as he went back to his desk. In the back of his mind, Bakugou could only think the asshole was talking about him - gossiping about Bakugouâs idiotic love life and how ridiculous this all was.
Bakugou wanted to fucking die.
The window looked so inviting, calling to him like a sirenâs song.
As he sat in the kitchen, looking over notes on the case he hadnât paid attention to, a loud blaring noise came over the speakers of the precinct. It was unusual for an alarm to go off - on rare occasions when fire alarm detected smoke (which may have been Bakugou - no on proved it was) or emergencies. With the chaos that was soon surrounding him, Bakugou guessed the latter.
âWhat the fuck is going on?â Bakugou asked as Kirishima ran back towards the equipment room.
âGenzoâs been spotted. Weâve gotta go,â he panted as he ran. He didnât even stop.
Aizawa burst from his office, his scarf that was rarely off was primed at the ready. âHeâs on the move! Everyone get going!â he demanded, stopping short of the door to look back at Bakugou, glaring. âThat includes you, Bakugou!â he snapped, and Bakugou sighed, throwing aside his paperwork to head into the equipment room.
Kirishima handed him all his guards and gauntlets, the two rushing out as Uraraka was fixing her earpieces in, rolling her shoulders to prep herself. Bakugou smirked, watching as she worked her magic as she got ready for a fight. Regardless of how much of an ass he made of himself, he still couldnât get over Uraraka being a goddamn badass at her job.
They got to the site of Genzoâs attack. He had completely wrecked a transport vehicle, exploded it like an atomic bomb and was causing a fucking disaster zone by the sheer amount of electric power around him.
âAny casualties?â Bakugou asked, tightening his gauntlets and making sure they were ready to go when he needed them.
âTwo police officers that we know of,â Aizawa said, going over the short notes he was given by officers on the scene.
âAny officers we know?â Uraraka asked, her voice a little strained as she asked. Bakugou looked over to her.
âNone,â Aizawa replied. Bakugou watched as Uraraka sighed. Deku. He knew who she was thinking of, and it made a spot in between his shoulder blades ache. He bound his fists and kept his attention on the chaos. This guy was burning every fuse within his view, drawing all of it to him and sending it back at people.
âOur main priority is to protect civilians, and keep him away from the generators. He probably saw he was close to the power plant - we have to keep him away and out of reach of that power. We have no idea what heâll do with it.â
And with that, the teams were divided - one person on civilians, the other on containment. Both Uraraka and Bakugou knew their place without even a glance. Bakugou set off an explosion as Uraraka moved a group of worried people out of the way. She was great, when another eruption came through, sheâs catch them in time and float them to safety - barely even registering that sheâd activated her quirk.
When Bakugou set off an explosion that ripped up the entire road - something he knew heâd get in deep shit over later - he watched as the other agents got into position, preparing for their next move and knowing the reach of Bakugouâs quirk. The ground ripped up and threw Genzo around, knocking him against a building and an audible yell of pain rumbled through the area. It gave them time to evacuate. Itâs all they needed right now.
Uraraka went to Bakugouâs side, panting a little as she pointed. âGroup, ten oâclock. You got this?â she asking, pointing to the group of huddled people just across from Genzo. Bakugou scoffed at Urarakaâs words.
âTch, who the fuck do you think I am?â
âYeah, yeah, just wait for my signal,â she laughed, moving off, touching pieces of rubble that were easy to float. Bakugou smirked, watching as they floated skyward and eventually just guiding her hands on all the rubble she passed with her quirk activated. It wasnât long before Uraraka found the stuck bystanders and pointed them to a safe route out of the danger zone. But Genzo was quicker than either of them had anticipated, rising from his injured state, rolling his shoulders with a tight grimace on his face.
Genzo roared, sapping the power from a nearby building, the electricity crackling over his skin and bared for a quick release. He wanted to inflict damage and make it count - Bakugou could see it in his eyes. Genzo looked for anything that was moving. The civilians. Uraraka saw it too, and she did something stupid.
She knew it too.
âGet back!â Uraraka called to the civilians, and Bakugou watched in horror as Genzo reacted first - her voice drawing too much attention. Her warning, was an attraction. The fucker moved quick - faster than any of them could have expected, and Bakugou redirected his explosions, trying to counter as best he could to the new position. He set off an explosion behind him, sending him to their location as fast as he could.
He wasnât gonna make it.
âUraraka, move!â
She turned her head, eyes widening and arms coming out to block far too late as the energy surge hit her full force. Uraraka was knocked so far back, sheâs skidding across pavement like itâs slick. When she stops, sheâs flinching, over and over again - her body reacting to the electric current running over her body.
He saw her hands come together, letting the meteor shower rain down, catching Genzo off guard and trying to evade the oncoming onslaught. He wasnât expecting Bakugou though.
He was only a split second behind.
âDIE YOU FUCKING BASTARD!â Â
Bakugou came bounding in, hands directed at the target and firing off two of the most explosive blasts he had ever mustered. It knocked Genzo to the ground, and Bakugou landed over him, his fits binding tight as he repeatedly punched - throwing him about as the bastard laughed. Once Bakugou finally cracked one of Genzoâs teeth, his face a bloody mess of what it once was - Bakugou regained his sense and tossed Genzo off to the side.
In the aftermath, there was silence - waiting for the next thing to fall or the next blast to knock over a bunch of people. But it was just simply silence. In the ash and smoke, Bakugou waded through it, leaving Genzo to whatever fate he had left him in, finding his partner curled  up and in pain.
Bakugou dropped to her side, hands fluttering around her useless as he took her in. This was bad. This was fucking bad. Her clothes were a disaster, the giant hole in her vest giving way to blistered and blackened skin. Some of it had fused to the fabric, and it made bile rise up in his throat just to see it. Â He didnât even know if he could touch her but one look at her glassy eyes made it impossible not to move. Â
The ozone in the air made his skin stand on end - and that was the only reason - as he pulled her into his lap as gently as he could. âHey Round face,â he lightly tapped her cheeks and she turned to look at him. Her brown eyes were so unfocused. âStay with me, fucker.â
Her face was so pale and her mouth moved wordlessly for a moment before she was able to speak. âYou called me Uraraka.â
His throat was tight. âYeah well youâd kill me if I called you Round face in public, Round face.â
Her lips quirked ever so slightly, eyes looking somewhere over his shoulder. âYou just didâŚugly.â
âYeah I guess I did.â
Kirishima landed heavily at their side, and his breath hitched when he saw her chest. âDude..â
âGenzo?â
Kirishima shook himself. âRight. Heâs out - you did a number on him. The police have got it covered. EMTâs should be here any second.â
Bakugou brushed some hair out of her face - it was just getting all tangled and sweaty anyway. Â She didnât even notice. âYou with me Round Face?â
âYeah - but- but my chest feels -â She tried to get up and he had to force her back down.
âFuck donât move okay - youâre gonna be fine.â He scanned the street, and couldnât push down the relief as the familiar jackets of the EMTâs came into view. âHey! We need some help over here!â
People ran over, moving Bakugou against his will. But in the end, when he watched Uraraka flinch in pain, he knew he wasnât needed anymore. Regardless of how desperately he wanted to stay. They were fragile with her, placing her gently into the stretcher, and finally into the ambulance. Driving away, Bakugou felt his heart lurch.
Nakamura Genzo was captured easily, given more restraints and heavier security around him. They treated him for his injuries - third degree burns, his entire right side was a mess of broken ribs and bruises, and the left was a little less severe. Bakugou needed to work on his left hook apparently. Genzo had a punctured lung from one of his ribs, and his front teeth were busted, but it didnât matter to Bakugou. He was taken in - he was completely taken care of. Bakugou just cared about one thing.
~*~*~
Hospitals were always a place of pain - mostly for Bakugou on certain missions, yet now it was different. The fluorescent lights were straining his eyes as he walked through the halls - the constant wailing and crying was enough to keep him away too. Yet, she was there. His partner was laid up in a hospital bed in whatever fucking condition Genzo left her in. Bakugou was told the room number and he walked to it with bound fists at his side.
Flowers were already placed in her room, cards lining the benches with well wishes. Uraraka was already propped up - though there had been a day between her injuries and his visit. The rest of the team had already gone to see her. Bakugou was questioned a fuck tonne in order to explain Genzoâs injuries. He didnât have much else to say other than âwhat would you rather me do? Beat him within an inch of his life, or let him kill everyone in the area?â
After that, he was allowed home, where he stared at his phone waiting for an update.
Kirishima texted late saying Uraraka was asking after him.
Bakugou knew he had to go see her after that.
He hung back by the door as Uraraka stopped playing with her phone, smiling down to whoever was contacting her. She looked up and her smile dropped, like seeing him was more of a shock than a surprise. Bakugouâs jaw set tight and his heart felt like it was trapped in between two ribs - unable to beat without causing him pain.
âBakugou, hey, I was wondering when youâd -â
âWhat the hell was that?â he snapped, his chest a mess of emotions he would never allow himself to process.
Uraraka sighed, scratching lightly at her brow. âI know I was a little -â
âYou were reckless and put yourself in danger for that shitty mission,â he snarled, moving to the foot of her bed. Her once soft expression turned to that of defiance, her brow crinkling in frustration.
âHey! Iâm not as fragile as you -â
âI donât think youâre fragile, moron! You were putting your life in danger for nothing,â he said, hands gripped tight to the edge of her bed.
âDonât be an idiot,â she spat back, folding her arms over her chest.
âWhat?â His brow knit, watching as she stared back at him, anger etched into her features.
âYouâre being an asshole, saying you think I can take it, but then say I canât because Iâm weak. I can fucking take it!â
âI know you can fucking take it, but I canât! Not like this!â The rage let slip the words that were held back - anger and frustration finally touching at the parts of himself he wanted to hide away. His hands bound together, tight fists by his side as his jaw set. If he couldnât unbind his teeth, he wouldnât need to answer her obvious question.
âWhatâs that supposed to mean?â
There it was.
âDonât do it again, idiot,â he replied, voice breaking and pushing himself off the bed, moving out of the hospital room and going home. He had the day off anyway.
It was just mistake after mistake.
Words said.
Actions not taken.
Secrets let slip.
Everything was a goddamn mistake.
With his head in his hands, Bakugou could feel regret gripping him, like a force that bound him to the feelings that made him scared of himself. She made him scared. No one could make him fear the unknown - pain, injuries, death - it was all he ever craved. But she went down, and everything came flooding over him, like a fucking tidalwave, saturating his being until he was as desperate as any other fucker on the planet.
It wasnât Bakugou.
And it all made him scared. Of Uraraka. For Uraraka.
What did it all mean when everything else was a fucking mess? He hated that he couldnât piece himself together, unravelling like a perfectly tied up coil coming apart by one tight pull.
Word went around that Uraraka was released from the hospital after two days, and given a weekâs bed rest. She deserved more for all the work she did, but Bakugou knew sheâd bounce back sooner or later.
Bakugou was midway through writing a report for Aizawa when a booming voice called out through the precinct. âHey! Asshole!â The whole room turned, seeing Kirishima storming through. He wasnât the type of dude that got pissed off easily, so it was a surprise. Then, he pointed directly at Bakugou. âYeah you!â
âThe fuck did you just call me?â Bakugou said, standing and standing face to face with the bastard.
âYou havenât gone to see Uraraka, I get to call you what I like!â
Bakugou rolled his eyes, stepping back from Kirishima and going back to his desk. âI donât have to do shit all,â he replied, only for Kirishima to haul him back, fists in each otherâs clothes - the two like gasoline and fire, ready to erupt at any moment.
âSheâs fucking expecting you, so go!â Kirishima replied, his features hardening, expecting the fight.
âWho are you to demand -â
âIâm your best friend, so listen to me and go see Uraraka. Tonight!â he yelled. The precinct was silent, and Bakugou suddenly felt seen - that there was something telling everyone about he and Uraraka other than being partners. He didnât want to be seen. Bakugou shoved Kirishima back, straightening out his clothes as he looked back at the spikey haired bastard.
âFine! Fuck,â he swore, murmuring curses under his breath as he went back to his work, holding back on his anger.
It wasnât as though he didnât care about Uraraka. Sheâd had injuries worse than this. Fuck, Bakugou had stayed at her house while she had a broken leg and a few broken ribs before - cooking, cleaning, doing her laundry. This was different. She didnât seem to need him like before.
Maybe he was justâŚ
Scared wasnât the right word.
He wasnât ready.
After everything that had happened, he wasnât ready for her to see him and maybe understand what he said.
But he did have to see her. Check in.
It was only right.
~*~*~
It was weird, holding a bag of things for her as he stood outside her door. It was a crumbly old apartment building with like no space other than the essentials. With most of Urarakaâs money going to her parents, Bakugou understood why she stayed there, but for once heâd wish sheâd think about herself.
Huffing, he knocked on the door. It was harder than he anticipated, but it didnât matter. With barely a second to straighten out his shoulders when Uraraka opened the door. He felt a lump in the back of his throat when he saw her. It had been four days since she left the hospital, and four days since theyâd seen each other. She had a few tiny cuts and bruises on her arms and on her cheek, but other than that - she was just Uraraka.
She was in grey tracksuit pants and an oversized hoodie sheâs gotten at their time with the agency. It was far too big, slipping off her shoulder as she took Bakugou in.
âBakugou,â she said, voice a little shaken. âI wasnât expecting you.â
He gave a vague shrug. âKirishima.â
âOh, okay.â Uraraka cleared her throat before she opened the door a little wider. âCome in,â she said, gesturing for him to enter. He followed and went inside, handing her the bag as she walked past him.
âHere,â he grumbled, focusing his attention to the floor. She peered inside the bag before gasping.
âMochi donuts?! Thank you,â she smiled, tucking hair behind her ear.
âItâs better than the nothing I was going to get you,â he replied.
âBut Kirishima talked you into it?â Bakugou returned a vague âtchâ sound before he stood back in her hallway and Uraraka was wandering into her kitchen.
âHowâs the burn?â he asked, clearing his throat as his arms folded over his chest. He wasnât sure what the fuck to do with himself. He felt cornered, that the walls might swallow him and he may never be allowed to leave - in a constant state of waiting for her to ask about the texts and what happened at the hospital.
âItâs fine. I barely feel it. Recovery girl really helped the process along so Iâm ready to get back to work.â There was a voice she put on - a raise in her chin as she acted tough. A show for him to not think any less of her. He wouldnât. He couldnât.
âGood. Thatâs good,â he said, clearing his throat again and pushing off from the wall. âI only came âcause shitty hair made me. Iâm gonna leave,â he said, going towards the door, ready to open it.
âWhat did you mean in the hospital?â she asked, voice quiet compared to earlier. She was scared. His hand was at the handle, inches from turning the knob, but he turned, looking back at Uraraka as she fiddled with the ends of her hoodie.
âWhat?â
She raised her chin, fingers still at the ends of her sleeves, nervously pulling at them. âIâm not repeating myself.â
He huffed. âI didnât mean -â
âIâm tired of your shit Bakugou!â She yelled, and he stared across at her in shock. When he didnât reply, she continued. Uraraka almost charged him as she spoke, getting right into his space and not backing away for a second. âIf you lie to me, I swear to god, Iâm going to fling you out the window, now tell me!â
She stared at him, a rage that only Bakugou could bring out of her. And in the midst of it, the scared teenager that couldnât get over a crush was hammering away and begging for his chance. In the end, the man won out, and acted in the only way he knew how to.
Bakugou wasnât a guy of many words.
So he didnât use them.
He surged forward.
He didnât dare to touch her, only kissing her as swiftly as body could allow, towering over her and making her stagger backwards. She gripped into his shoulders, responding with the most beautiful lips he had ever tasted. Then, she pulled back, staring back - no anger, just confusion, written into her features.
âW-what? Does this -â
âStop fucking talking, round face,â he growled back, forehead resting against hers. He tried to dive right back in, only managing to steal a small kiss before she pulled away. Bakugou froze, watching as a smile grew on her lips right before she stole another. He smirked, knowing the game she was playing.
She tempted and teased, pulling back the moment Bakugou was about to latch his lips to hers, to never part them for as long as his lust would hold out. Whatever she she was doing, she knew the exact way to have Bakugou fall for it - she was going to have Bakugou everyway she wanted him, and he fucking knew it. All the while, it wound him up, like he was a jack-in-the-box, and god, was he ready to spring out and surprise her.
In one swift guide of his arm, he pulled her in by her waist, snaring her lips with his own and kissing her as sharply as he needed. He wanted her, and he wanted her the moment he stepped foot into her apartment. Pressing her up against the wall, she let out a soft gasp against his mouth, but he wanted to surprise her - do everything that every ounce of lust within him wanted to do. Her sweats were still midway down her thigh but they werenât off, which gave Bakugou every excuse. Turning Uraraka around, her hands pressed against the wall - he bent and took down the remaining parts of her pants, bending down and watching the way her body swayed with each move he made.
Bakugou couldnât help himself, hand squeezing into her ass, the bounce and shake of it making everything in him rise - adrenaline and lust surging across him. He teeth scraped across one cheek before he bit into it a little harder. Uraraka mewled, hands clawing at the wall - hard enough for Bakugou to hear - and as Bakugou kissed at the spot he not-so-delicately bit into, her hands released, reaching behind her to gently stroke at his hair. She looked over her shoulder as Bakugou took her underwear down swiftly, he wasnât going to waste any more fucking time.
Gripping in once more, he pushed his face in the crevasse of her cheeks, tongue stroking at her tender lips and immediately making Uraraka rise on her toes. She fell back down, pushing her hips into his face, and holy fuck did he enjoy it. Bakugou held onto her thighs, widening her stance as he lapped up all that she was feeling. Uraraka whined, panting as he kept his mouth on her entrance, delivering his tongue in just to hear her moaning gasps.
âOh, Bak -â she whined, and his hand snaked from her thigh to taking his tongueâs place, fingers circling her folds before entering her slowly. He slowly rose to his feet, her hand slipping from his hair back to the wall, and he kissed up the back of her neck to have her shiver against him. âBaku -â
âKatsuki,â he whispered in her ear.
âFuck, Katsuki!â she said, pushing her hips against his hand, forcing it directly into his hips. She may not have known she was doing so, but she rocked perfectly onto his crotch, his cock aching inside his jeans. âRight there, right there! Right there!â she cried, her voice soft and desperate. She spurred him on, fingers working overtime just to hear what it would sound like when she finally came.
Her hips pushed back hard against him, her panting becoming a little harder to control and Bakugou could feel her around his fingers - Uraraka was at the end of her tether. She reached behind herself once more, hand on his wrist as she breathed in heavy gasps. He didnât know if she was trying to stop him, or was telling him to keep going - either way, she crashed against the wall, crying out a little moan and pushing her ass straight up against his hips.
âFuck,â he groaned, feeling the strain in his pants. âIâm not going to last if you keep pushing your ass into me,â he said into her ear. Uraraka looked over her shoulder, brushing hair from her face.
âI didnât say you had to,â she said. Tempt and tease.
âFuck,â he groaned, tugging on her arm to turn around, âyou asked for it,â he warned her before bending down and picking her up into his arms.
Uraraka held onto his face, kissing him as he staggered around her cramped apartment. He fell into walls, struggled past the doorway, and had them falling into the bed. Uraraka giggled, kissing Bakugou before he rolled his hips against her, making her moan a little more. He just needed one more thing before he parted from her. He stood up from the bed, stripping himself of his shirt and kicking off his shoes. Uraraka took the cue and shrugged out of her hoodie and shirt, leaving her only in her bra. As Bakugou snapped off his belt and pushed his pants down, Uraraka unclasped her bra and tossed it aside.
Remembering where heâd seen them the last time - an awkward conversation was had when Bakugou was putting away laundry - he went to Urarakaâs dresser drawer, finding the condoms and tearing at the edge of one. He started to place it on when he saw Uraraka adjust herself slightly. Sitting up, Uraraka moved over to him, her hand gracing over down from his chest to his stomach, fingers tempting to down his length. He caught her wrist loosely, pushing it aside to her confusion.
âWhat are you doing?â he asked, leaning over her, forehead pressed to her own.
âI wanted to make you feel good,â she said with a flutter of her eyelashes. Bakugou smirked.
âNah, this is all about you, lie back down.â She did as she was told, crawling her way up the bed and waiting for him to follow after.
Bakugou wasted no time - he could have savoured the beauty of her in all her glory, gaze at her wonder, but he wanted to touch her more than anything. He crawled up the bed, sucking at her skin, nipping underneath her breast and sucking at the edge of her collarbone. All the while she hummed her approval, nipping into his shoulder briefly as they came face to face once more.
Moving his hand down between them, grazing against her most sensitive bundle of nerves, her body arching into his touch. He smirked, the briefest of touches could have her responding, he wondered what more could do for her. When he guided his length inside her, Urarakaâs hands went to his shoulders, pulling their bodies together.
There was only the sound of Urarakaâs panting in the room, but it couldnât last - Bakugou knew himself too well, he wouldnât be able to stay still for much longer. He moved his hips slow at first, gaining speed and arching into every thrust to get the best noises out of Uraraka. She obviously hated that she was getting louder and louder. But his ego sure as fuck loved it.
âKatsuki,â she mewled, nails clamped down into his back, raking up as his thrusts came in quicker succession. âYes! Yes!â she cried, her hand on the back of his neck.
She pulled him down, kissing him roughly, and he enjoyed every fucking second of it. She bit into his bottom lip when she got excited. Bakugou couldnât help himself, he rocked in harder, taking up the back of her knee. Uraraka arched her back, panting a little harder than even before.
In her movements, he was finally able to look at her without the overwhelming urge to take her. There were scars that littered her skin, some old, some new, following the curves of her waist and hips. Her breasts were round, much like the rest of her, and tempting as everything else - Bakugou kissed down her neck to take one of her nipples between teeth, just to have her push into him again. It worked to perfection, her breast rising beautifully into his mouth, and her hips bucking into his own when he gave a harder thrust. She was perfect to understand, to love and hold in a single moment.
âAh!â Uraraka said suddenly, her body recoiling in a single beat. Bakugouâs eyes snapped to hers, watching her face contort in discomfort. He pulled away slightly, letting her body fall to where she needed, but never leaving the warm depths between her thighs. Uraraka sighed, laying back into the sheets and looking up at Bakugou with pinker cheeks than usual. He wanted to smile, but he with the sudden halt on everything, he wasnât sure if the passion had fallen to its wake.
âShit, are you okay?â he asked, hand ghosting over her side. Urarakaâs hand went to the side of Bakugouâs face, palm to his cheek and guiding him to look back at her.
âIâm fine,â she nodded, âjust take it a little slower right now,â she said, a little nervous with a soft laugh to ease her discomfort of their eyes meeting.
âYou sure?â he asked once more.
âYeah,â she replied, Bakugou once again moving his hips, a slow roll to gauge her reaction. Urarakaâs head fell back into the pillow, hand tight in his bicep. âYes, like that,â she approved, and he smirked.
Bakugou bent onto his elbows, arms snaking behind her back and propping her up into his arms. Uraraka squeaked, the sighing as she sunk down onto his length.
âWhat are you doing?â she asked, all the while, rocking herself back and forth. Bakugou grit his teeth, breathing out a moan into her chest before looking up at her with a satisfied grin.
âI canât do all the work, round face,â he said. She leaned down, hands either side of his face, kissing him in a slow, deliberate manner - making them both savour it.
Everything was slow, Urarakaâs pace, soft strides to ease her into it - or perhaps it was the way he hissed everytime she moved, liking the way he sounded, much like he had done to her. Then, she gained confidence and speed, hips jerking in a quicker pace, before she just tried to gain satisfaction by any means possible. She was glorious.
He could feel her unwinding, with every move, and every bounce back onto his cock, he could feel her walls clamping down around him. Whenever she moved down upon him, heâd trust him, making her jump a little in his lap. Before either of them knew it, Uraraka cried out, clutching Bakugou to her chest, hands winding into his hair as she panted out moan after moan.
She sounded like a symphony - gorgeous at her ecstasy. Bakugou watched her move on top of him, her hands stroking through his hair as her eyes looked into his own. Heâd never had sex like it - something that made him feel understood, that every movement, all the pace, it was perfect to know who they were between them. Bakugou never wanted to watch anyone else on top of his cock ever again, not unless they looked as beautiful as she did.
In a moment, between his utter wonder and the growing need to come completely undone, Uraraka pulled hard into Bakugouâs hair. He hissed and Uraraka moaned, arching into his new position wonderfully well and he wanted to just take everything he had left in him and please her to every extent he could.
Two could play at that game. He may not have been able to move as fast as he could have liked, but he knew sheâd not protest to it. With his hand moving up her back, he took a fistful of her hair and pulled, her neck exposed to him, and fuck he felt hungry for it. His mouth descended upon it, sucking and kissing at her throat, feeling the vibrations of every moam against his tongue. He loved it, and Uraraka knew he enjoyed it too much - especially with every thrust he added to make her close to her next orgasm.
âNo fair,â she hissed. Bakugou thrust into her again, and she moaned, pulling at his hair once more, but it was much lighter than it once had been.
âAllâs fucking fair game,â he smirked, feeling Urarakaâs hand on his thigh. He thought she may need to lay back down when her finger suddenly bound into his leg, making him jerk upwards into her. She moaned, biting her lip and smiling down at him. âFuck!â Bakugou groaned, looking back at her.
âAllâs fucking fair game,â she repeated his words. Bakugou bit his lip, thrusting into her again, watching as she circled her hips down onto him again.
âIf you werenât injured, Iâd -â
âYouâd what?â she replied with a smirk, and between his heart bounding like a drum, and his head screaming, he knew he couldnât stop himself.
âFuck it,â Bakugou muttered, pushing his weight onto Urarakaâs and onto her back once more, thrusting in one long and hard motion. It wasnât until after that he thought of his mistake - his lust getting the best of him. Urarakaâs hand went to his ass, gripping in hard with her nails enough to make him hiss. He looked at her face, lip between teeth and chest heaving for more.
âIâll tell you if it hurts, just keep going,â she begged, forcing his hips closer. When he moved inside her again, she guided him in with a hard pull on his ass. It was harder than he would have, but she enjoyed it all the same - eyes closed and body calling to his like they were magnets that hated to be separated.
His mind told him to go slow, to make sure it all lasted how he needed it to - but heâd be damned if he didnât chase the sound of her desperate moans to get his own satisfaction. Her next orgasm came over her quickly, her teeth went into his shoulder to suppress the sound, but it did little to help, other than to spur Bakugou on. Her legs went over his hips, heels at the base of his thigh and urging his ass forward with every move he made.
Intimacy was lost on Bakugou, he never liked how he felt being within it, but Uraraka made it all different somehow. When her hand snaked down his arm from his shoulder blade, her caught her wrist, holding it down onto the bed. And he found himself wanting. Like heâd never wanted something so badly in his life. His pressure on her slim wrist went slack, and his fingers slid into her palm, binding into the gaps of her fingers. Uraraka held on tight, their joined hands going over her head as Bakugou continued to stride within her.
She made sure they kissed every few seconds, whining until she could kiss him again, becoming louder and louder to get him to silence her with one of his bruising kisses. Uraraka was using him like a puppet, but he didnât care - she was heaven to be inside, her body a wonderful combination of sweat and silk and his body was to blame for half of it.
âOh god,â Uraraka cried, her free hand back in his hair, body moving against his again. He could feel her hardened nipples against his chest with every movement, and he wanted to put his mouth all over her body again. Taste every inch of her. Uraraka whined, hand on his cheek, nails piercing skin behind his ear and on his jaw. âIâm gonna -â
She didnât even get to finish her sentence, her release rocking through her in waves that made her hips jerk over and over again until Bakugou was following her. He held tight to her hand, the other was gripping tight into her thigh - unable to bring himself to move as he could his release come and go.
âFuck,â he panted into her chest, trying hard to let her go, but it was no use, heâd drown in her skin before heâd let her move an inch.
Eventually, he had to - lying beside her as she moved to be on his chest. She was practically asleep by the time heâd shifted into his spot next to her.
âYou good?â he asked her.
âHm?â she replied, âYeah, yeah. Just tired.â
Bakugou shifted, aiming to leave. âDo you need me to -â
âIf you move, Iâll kill you,â she warned, hands tight on his body as she held him close.
âFucking fine, round face,â he said, letting her rest back onto his chest. He smiled, his own exhaustion following hers.
~*~*~
When he woke up, there was hair in his mouth. He threw his head back, spitting it out with a scowl and wincing when it flopped wetly onto his neck. A heavy weight lay on his side, numbing his arm under the pressure. His eyes struggled to open fully, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw the hazlenut hair he was very much used to.
Uraraka.
Holy fucking shit.
Bakugou groaned and slowly pulled his arms back only to stop dead still when she shifted. He waited, tense and holding his breath until she settled back down, soft snores puffing out onto his arm.
He tried again, and after a very slow escape over the next several minutes, he was free. Slipping from the sheets he staggered into the bathroom, took one look in the mirror at his neck covered in hickies, his hair a fucking mess and cheeks flushed - and barely recognised himself. There was no way his eyes should look that bright, or lips that swollen.
Heâd had sex with his partner. Â
He splashed cold water on himself, and contemplated drowning himself in the sink. He could do this - it was just a moment of passion right? Happened all the time - or so heâd seen in all his mums shitty romcoms. Â
He could still feel her breathe against his face, hear the way sheâd whispered his name. Feel her nails down his chest and the soft whimpers of her release echoing in his ear.
How the fuck was he meant to work like this?  They were going to have to⌠to talk about this.
Holy fucking shit was right. Â
~*~*~
Bakugou hated quiet, and even with the sound of his pacing footsteps, it was all too much. He had half a mind to wake Uraraka from her sleep, or possibly just sit in her room to hear the fucker snore. Instead, he waited until the pot of coffee had fully brewed and made himself a mug. The rest of it waited for Uraraka to crawl her ass out of bed. It had been nearly two hours since he left, and she was still sound asleep.
He always knew she was a heavy sleeper, but it was like trying to wake to goddamn dead. He had went through most of her things, trying to entertain himself before he had to leave for work, and no matter how much noise he unintentionally made - she stayed in bed. The light of morning was peeking through her curtains, drawing a veil over most of her apartment and casting a glow on Uraraka that was criminal. Gorgeous was not the right word to describe her.
On his way to the kitchen hours before, he picked up his trail of clothes, putting on some as he walked past Urarakaâs. He was unsure of what the fuck to do with hers - was he supposed to pick them up? They were partners and it had been a habit before, long nights and untidy people tend to amount of a clean up when nights were done. But this was different. A line was crossed. They were more than partners.
Regret was something that was new to Bakugou, but he knew this wasnât it. He stood in her kitchen and came to the conclusion that this was not something heâd ever regret. As far as the sex went, it was fucking great. It mightâve been the best heâd ever had. Maybe it was because he knew her, understood what her reactions could be and learning all new things about someone that he cared for. He wanted her to feel as good as he did.
Yet, what else would come of this? Was there a relationship there? Was he even ready for something like that? It wasnât like he had one before to gauge what the fuck this even meant. His personality and overall work ethic was a pretty hard thing to deal with for most people. Uraraka was one of the only people that knew him, and still stuck around after. There was a trust between them, a fit that neither of them expected.
What did she even want? Was this all just heat of the moment?
He was about two seconds from marching into her room and finally dragging her out of bed when his phone chimed.
Shitty Hair: U need to come into work. Boss wants to see u
Bakugou rolled his eyes, gripping tight to his phone as he contemplated his next step. He took the remnants of his coffee and poured it down the sink, washing the mug briefly before putting on the remainder of his clothes. When he fixed his jacket over his shoulders, he stopped and saw into Urarakaâs room. She was curled into her sheets peacefully, and Bakugou grit his teeth.
When Kirishima texted again, Bakugou didnât have time.
He left her apartment and went straight into work.
They could talk later.
He just wasnât ready yet.
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â ⌠° âž cismale + he/his â have you seen vincent janko? they sure have been hanging out at valdez county park a lot recently. they are thirty eight years old known as the raging bull, and they currently work for the cobras as a soldier, which theyâve been doing for nine years. a bisexual capricorn, they are determined + practical, as well as detached + stubborn. knitting needles, smashed terracotta pots, gauze bandages.
this is so long im so sry itâs mostly so i dont fKN FORGET MY BRAINS A SIEVE
HISTORY
this my most anti-social + rage-filled muse so weâll see how he do... v v v loosely based on jake lamotta in the raging bull film. their personalities are actually a bit different ANYWAYÂ
raised around violence, saw ppl responded to it + listened when used so grew up with the kinda mentality where violence was the only answerÂ
not a great relationship with parents, lack of communication, abusive. vinceâs parents married too young, fell out of love quick, took their frustrations out on each other and on their kid who never listened
so kept to himself at home but released aggression at school. a Big Fat Bully rip just picking on ppl all the time - not the weak ones but the strongest
got into a lot of trouble, juvenile diversion, detention etc. hefty fines bc of vandalism, assault etc. then eventually juvie for a short while for assaulting his probation officer. a mess.Â
age 15, his mum (civilian) left his dad (cobra) and his dad remarried to a fellow cobra. his new mom wanted their own kid but couldnât so adopted serah. ENTER: actual angel, light of vinceâs life. the lil 3 y/o was his everything ok. not only did serahâs arrival soften his dad up a lil but vince had less reason to be angry about things too.
tho their parents were v absent, vince had no problem taking care of serah. in fact he was so happy to do it, even skipped school to spend time with herÂ
stayed out of trouble for serah, joined a boxing club which tamed him a lot, saved his anger for the ring. lost a lot at first but once he started to pick things up the cobras began to take notice as he quickly became the winning bet
doesnât feel pain like normal people. can just charge + charge + charge @ people no matter how many punches to the head.
didnât graduate high school but agreed to fight for the cobras + help them fix games for some extra dolla. enjoyed the money as paid back parents, became independent, and begin to save up to move into a house with his gf + financially support serah
never took the initiation tho. always rebelled against his parents and refused to join the cobras despite their wishes. didnât like the thought of ppl telling him what to do. just wanted to fight, win, go back to his gf + sis with a fat wad of cashÂ
around the age of 23, he enlisted in the army with a bunch of his friends due to ~patriontic~ reasons but before he left married mimi who came from savage parents + eventually initiated when she was 18. had been dating her since he was 16. this was another reason why he swore not to join as a cobra
finds out sheâs pregnant whilst heâs away. wasnât planned. thought of kids scared him bc he never believed heâd be a good dad (spoiler alert: he right)Â
comes back during leave to meet a lil bb rosie (age 25). elated but terrified. more than the war. goes back to afghanistan, hates not being there. so fucks up his own left ear, sent home with a medical discharge. deaf in one ear. called an animal.Â
heâs obvs not the same as before, disoriented and a lil traumatized. also wow vince is not the best parent. has sm of his dadâs awful traits that he hasnât unlearnt but is Trying.Â
tried to do a normal job as a construction worker but just got into fights all the time, kept getting fired. was convinced to go back into the ring. so he did. but things were different.Â
he didnât get the same sense of relief from mindless violence. just needed the money. impact of the war - no release from shooting a gun and taking an innocent personâs life. being a solider was a job in the same way as a fighter. work, work. unsatisfied hunger. Â
ANYWAY vinceâs last fight (age 27), huge odds. cobras told him to lose. his friend bet on him to win against vinceâs advice. friend had bet a lot of money. so won the fight. next day his wife was killed.
he thought it was the cobras. turns out it was the savages, they thought she was a snake. not only that but the cobras lost a lot of money. they wanted him to pay it back. he refused to initiate. but serah was pregnant as well. he needed to support the fam + didnât want no dramaz.
so continued to fight. but now he didnât know when to stop, didnât know his limits. began to beat his opponents to death. did the odd job here and there - intimidation, repossession, torture. only to pay off his debts + lowkey protection for his famÂ
age 29, parents die. livid. paranoid. took cobra initiation for official protection. also a way to hunt down his wife and parentsâ killer + get vengeance.Â
SUMMARY: ex cobra fighter, ex us military, widower, a decent brother (serahâs), trying to be a decent father, now cobra soldier. (all u have to know tbh)
PERSONALITY (?) ish
nine years later, not over it. still angry. still hunting for the savages that killed his loved ones. might even be dead but subconsciously it doesnât matter to him, convinces himself theyâre still alive to cope with guilt. give his life a kind of purpose he thinks is achievable.Â
itâs pretty obvious to ppl heâs only in the cobras out of his own interest, protection and vengeance. he doesnât exactly see other cobras as âfamilyâ and his jobs are all done solo. just sticks to himself, gets shit done and doesnât want anyone to bother him.
tryna be a good brother and a good dad and a good husband. crazy overprotective. donât fucc with them, heâll kill you. more brawns than brains. not a lot of morals. full of hate and rage. always sounds angry. even if amused. doesnât talk much. speaks in grunts n gruffs n glares. talks weirdly, goes off tangents a lot.Â
not book smart but v street smart. donât bullshit him bc itâll just piss him off.Â
once he sets his mind to something thatâs it, game over. dont try and change his mind.
ALSO tryna be a better man for his fam. goes to therapy (rarely!!), cut down on drinking A LOT tho sometimes has his moments, smokes privately. works out a lot, does DIY a lot, but also taken on hobbies that require a lot of patience like knitting, gardening, fishing.Â
POSSIBLE CONNECTIONS
childhood friends - vince had a lot more space in his heart for people outside of his family when he was younger. he was more sociable, approachable. wasnât exactly a social butterfly but had a group of friends etc. that he deeply cared forÂ
kobra kidz on the block - vinceâs dad and step-mom were both cobra members. so people he grew up with due to their affiliations? old time friends, old time enemies. frenemies. anything. vince was very vocal about his disregard for the gang tbh. couldâve boxed together etc.Â
annoyance - a younger chara that just wonât leave him alone lmao. maybe a cobra, maybe not. could be anything.
baby sitter - vince has a daughter called rosie who is 13 y/o. sheâs a lil hard nut and hard to control (wonder who she takes after) but anyway he def needs one of these. heâd rely on them a lot.
family/friends of mimi - mimi, his late wife, was a savage. they dated from 16 to her death at age 27. she grew up around savages. she joined out of peer pressure and vince never shied away from telling her fam how much he doesnât like them. so ppl that opposed her, maybe orchestrated/participated in her death. could be fun.Â
lonely - vince has only been in love with one woman + still isnât over her but itâs been nine years and a man has needs. so someone he fucks bc heâs lonely. this person probably knows it too. maybe theyâre also lonely. Â
ex-fling - same sitch as before but the person ended it bc vince was so detached and cold. or maybe they grew feelings and broke it off. either way, vince unintentionally hurt the other person and *charlie puth vc* they donât talk any mo
garden patch friends - vince has rly gotten into gardening ok. has a little garden patch near where he lives in the suburbs. plants veggies, some flowers. so maybe they have similar interests or have a patch nearby and *gasp* vince can actually talk more than a sentence at a time
#outlaw.intro#// this is unnecessarily long#and has drained my brain#but if anyone wants to plot hit da like#also if u have d*scord pls holla cos#tumblr ims are @@@@@
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(1/?) okayy so this is gonna be a long one as I was just informed that the reveal is tomorrow as I forgot what day it was - quarantine has really ruined my perception of time đł(this is also why you turn on notifs for the main page eek!) We usually bake separately because we'd argue over how to do it otherwise... my french is limited to telling you that i'm listening to music in the bakery or my weekend plans, useful in some cases and complete nonsense in others... (đ)
o(2/3) It would be so nice if they could rest, they deserve it, but also selfishly i'm kind of excited đđI think it could be any unit, they're really confusing us, also this thought came to me but might be impossible, do we think Hendery dyed his hair just for bad alive or maybe... its a bit far fetched but... a U unit? I'm wishful thinking at this point. Ok so I had a look at the main page because I'm a bit of an idiot and hadn't checked for tasks, but I have some questions for you đ (đ)
(3/3) What was your favourite hairstyle in 7th sense era and what is your favourite NCT hairstyle since? rank your top three Kpop songs, and why? what about your bias makes you happy? and finally if you could have one wish, what would you wish with that one wish? - sorry this is so rushed my perception of time and space have completely gone out the window (but i'm excited for the big reveal tomorrow đI am not sure how you'll react) - đ
omg ima respond under the tag SORRY IM SO LATE I JUST GOT ON DESKTOP
dont worry bub bc tbh I HAD NO IDEA THAT THE REVEAL WAS TMRW HAHAHA so ty for telling me (and same!!! omg dont worry i cant believe its alr august hhh ଯ( ༢á´ÍËŹá´Í)༢ഠ) and omg that sounds like smth that would happen w me and my sis HAHA except i dont allow them in the kitchen or else theyll fr burn everything down (the feel when theyre like 10) but nonetheless thats so cute! and ur french is still interesting nonetheless liek having teh ability to even comprehend another lang in the slightest is a major feat and sometimes i surprise myself when i understand like slivers of spanish so dw bub! its all just for u <3Â
omg bub ur not being selfish at all bc ur still supporting them but unfortunately rest is not a word that sm can read e.e but its good to be excited! i am as well!! and omg yeah its so confusing i lich rally have no idea what to expect so in order to ease my anticipation ive decided not to expect anything at all HAHAHAH but omg.. nct u w hendery? thats unheard of but u never know!! and asdfghjkl i feel like a debbie downer for bringing this up but i feel so bad that sm sort of forced him to dye his hair blonde :((( like they asked but he didnt seem too happy when he said he dyed his hair ugh but wtv sm is booty wbk lets just appreciate how good he looks!! and OMG NO ITS OKAY i think the tasks are optional bc tbh i havent checked the main page and done any of them either! its okay bub dont worry!!Â
i honestly... umm... dont remember the 7th sense era LOLLL lemme google it rq â ok ima be so honest rn. i looked and i dont like any of them đđđ ITS OKAY THO CUS THEYRE ALL KINGS!Â
my fav nct hairstyle... i honestly have to give it to jaemin like i CANNOT get over how fkn good he looked with long blonde hair and the blue bangs in boom. thats my fav look on him hands down and im in love w that style!!Â
my top 3 kpop songs,, honestly the ones that came to my head were my boy - secret, moonlight - got7, and love is not over - bts, which is funny cus i never rly talk ab these songs but theyre soooo good idk i can listen to them on repeat.Â
okay so ima talk ab both jeno and jisung hehe so jeno!! honestly i just love him bc hes so fkn talented and hardworking but also his presence is so calming and just how much he rly cares and thinks ab the ppl around him. like hes funny in his own way but the way how he said once when he filled out this questionnaire thingy that heâd prefer to follow than lead, but now all of the members look to him as the unofficial leader. he comforts them all whenever they need sum and check up on them and he took initiative even tho it was difficult for him and there are things that he sets goals to improve in and he does so well bc he works so hard. like he wasnt comfy talking but hes literally a spokesperson and well-known emcee now and he tries his best! and not only that but also how hes very talented in everything and how soft and caring his personality is. not to mention his duality. i could go on forever but if u read all of this, ily đĽş
for jisung, he makes me happy bc of how he interacts with everyone! like hes so young but hes super talented and still super humble and just seeing him be a kid makes me forget about my worries and it reminds me to just let myself be sometimes cus yk he had to grow up rly quickly and his success came from hard work and it makes me happy to know he got what he deserved!
and if i had one wish.. ig this is cliche but i truly wish for world peace. like the peace of mind for everyone in the world bc we all deserve to be happy and altho the future seems obsolete, we all need a sliver of happiness and hope to make life worth living
AND PLEASE BUB DONT WORRY AT ALL ABOUT ANYTHING i cannot wait until tmrw and i dont mind that this is rushed!!!! <333 i appreciate u sm and i seriously cant wait until the reveal! <3 im so lucky to have u as my anon ur the sweetest! also pls feel free to answer all the questions u just asked me bc id love to know!!!!!!
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hey! i sent in the ask for the party fic with ethan (which was so good holy shit) and i was hoping you could do the SFW alphabet for him? can I be âď¸ anon, as well? (get it?)
âď¸anon (thats so clever ily for it) , welcome !! im sorry this took me forever , but hereâs your sfw alphabet - this came so easy to me i spend too much time consuming ethan content - anyway ! i really hope you enjoy this ((: reblogs are always appreciated <3
AYO LOOK AT THESE : soft , fluffy ethan content , no tws ! also , yall rockin with the new blog theme âď¸
a = affection (how affectionate are they? how do they show affection?)
ethan is incredibly affectionate in all senses of the word- big gestures, small moments, and everything in between. he brings you flowers or food quite often, just something small to show you that you were on his mind while he was out and about. you two would have a designated date night once a week where heâd clear his schedule to spend quality time with you; either taking you out to dinner or cooking and watching movies at home with spencer. also, ethan would definitely go out of his way to do little things around the house to help you out - washing the dishes, vacuuming, folding the laundry. however, ethan wouldnât shy away from larger gestures of affection, either: heâd take you on surprise vacations or road trips for holidays or anniversaries.Â
b = best friend (what would they be like as a best friend? how would the friendship start?)
being ethanâs best friend would be so much fun. heâs definitely the kind of guy that would send you a text when he was 10 minutes away from your house because he was bored and wanted to go do something together. youâd never be bored around ethan- he can talk for hours, and would 100% know how to make you laugh, even if the two of you were just chilling on the couch. a friendship with ethan would be filled with adventures; concerts, midnight snack runs, campouts in the backyard and lots of fun with spencer.Â
c = cuddles (do they like to cuddle? how would they cuddle?)
yes, 100%. thinking back to unus annus, ethan was a vvv touchy guy with mark, and i think that would only be amplified with his significant other- touch is one of his love languages, for sure. heâd be the type to always have some soft of physical connection; a hand on your thigh while he drives, mindlessly drawing patterns over your skin while your working, aways holding your hand in public type beat. if ethan wasnât getting your attention when he wanted it he, would not hesitate to pick you up over his shoulder and carry you to the closest soft surface before plopping you down and wrapping you in his arms. i think heâs probably a fan of having you laying on your side, facing him so that he can hold you, but still see your face/ talk to you. heâd also love laying on your chest because heâs such a boob guy but thatâs a conversation for another time ,,,,,
d = domestic (do they want to settle down? how are they at cooking and cleaning?)
i think that if you and ethan were committed and had been dating for a while than he would absolutely want to settle down- but i feel like dating ethan would also include being around each other all the time (constant sleepovers while you aren't living together) so it wouldnât be that drastic of a change. while he was living on his own, though, ethan obviously had to take care of himself, so he taught himself to cook and clean and do general, domestic tasks. i think heâd be a really good partner when it came to things around the house like that; ethan would always do his fair share and would pick up anything that you needed him to.Â
e = ending (if they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)
ethan just comes off as a very feeling, sensitive person (his brand is literally soft boy what do u expect), so i think breakups would be really hard for him. he wouldnt break up with his s/o until he was 10000000% positive that it as the right choice, and had thought through it multiple times. even then, it would rip his heart out to end things- he wouldnât be afraid to show his emotions. ethan would definitely break up with whoever he was dating in person- he knows that he owes them that.
f = fiance(e) (how do they feel about commitment? how quick would they want to get married?)
okay, this one is up in the air for me. i definitely feel like ethan would settle down with his person and be completely loyal to them- thats a no brainer. i just donât know how he feels about marriage? i feel like ethan wants a life partner, i just dont know if he would marry them. (this could 1792049384% be my personal bias peeking through because i think marriage is fkn weird, but for some reason i think he would too ????? maybe thats just me)
g = gentle (how gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)
ethan is just ,,,,, soft hearted, dude. heâs just gentle in general. i think emotionally heâs a total teddybear, and he feels all his emotions incredibly deep- he rules with his heart, for sure. he wants to make sure that everyone around him is happy, and if they arent, it would affect him more than heâd like to admit. physically, ethan can vary- like i said, heâs always touching you in some way, but i think heâd be down for getting a little rougher in bed when you guys want to.Â
h = hugs (do they like hugs? how often do they do it? what are their hugs like?)
ethan is an envelope-the-whole-ass-person kinda hugger, hug-with-your-whole-body type deal. if you look at pictures from unus annus, even old old pictures from the tour he did w/ mark, ethan is always completely wrapped around someone, hugging them with everything in him. i think if his s/o was shorter, heâd love to stack his head on top of theirs, and if yâall were around the same height, heâd bury his face in your neck. heâs very huggy- when youâre out and about, heâs always hugging you from behind, pulling your body closer to his. i also think ethan would love koala hugs, where he was sitting and his s/o wraps their arms and legs around him- heâd sit like that forever, rubbing up and down your back.
i = i love you (how fast do they say the l-word?)
hhhhhhhhhh don't clock me for this one, yall- if ethan was feeling some type of way, he would tell you. i don't think the length of the relationship would matter as much to him as the intensity and depth of his feelings; if ethan really truly loved you and wanted to say it, he would. heâd definitely preface it with the fact that you didnât have to say it back, that he just wanted to get it on the table and out of his head.Â
j = jealousy (how jealous do they get? what do they do when theyâre jealous?)
ethan would be very secure in his relationships, and i think it would take a lot to get him jealous. however, when he was,,,,,,,, it wouldnt be pretty. like, at all. if it was a situation where someone was hitting on his s/o, he wouldnât step in until youâd already tried to get them to leave you alone- not because he didnât want to, but because he knew that if he did, it would get ugly. when he did step in, heâd start by saying something (not kindly worded, but to the point), and if that didnât work i donât think ethan would be above getting physical- heâs extremely protective of you.Â
k = kisses (what are their kisses like? where do they like to kiss you? where do they like to be kissed?)
I THINK ABOUT THIS A LOT AND I HAVE SO MANY THINGS I'D LIKE TO SAY SO THIS ONEâS GOIN IN BULLET POINTS , GANG
okay- ethan loves to kiss you. he just loves kisses- they feel so personal and intimate to him, and he kisses you all the time, everywhere
heâll dip you and kiss you in the middle of the grocery store aisles, he dgaf
but i think his favorite spots for kissing you would be your forehead, your lips (duh), collarbones/shoulders, down your spine and on your inner thighs hngggggg
but it goes vice versa too
ethan wants ALL your kisses . all of them , everywhere
Heâs such a sucker for you kissing his neck and you cant talk me out of that (:
l = little ones (how are they around children?)
cute. literally so cute. i think that ethan would love other peopleâs kids, but definitely doesnât want any of his own- at least, not right now. however, with other peopleâs babies he is S O F T; he loves to hold them, and would absolutely offer to try and calm a crying baby down, rocking them and singing soft lullabies to calm their woes. i also think that he would LOVE toddler aged kiddos- like 3-6. heâd be cool uncle ethan, playing catch with them, taking them to the park, finding games to play and always letting them win. heâd totally try to teach them how to ride their bike, or how to do a cartwheel, or how to jump off the swings for maximum height. ethan would totally bring them a fun lunch at school or sneak the kidâs favorite candy over to them and eat it together in a secret spot.
m = morning (how are mornings spent with them?)
mornings with ethan would be slow and lazy and filled with golden light filtering in through the blinds. if he woke up first, ethan would be as soft as humanly possible in order not to wake you up & would sneak downstairs to make coffee and start breakfast for the two of you, sometimes bringing it up to surprise you with breakfast in bed. the two of you would spend an hour (at minimum) in bed together, waking up and peppering each other with soft pecks all over. i think ethan would be extra soft⢠in the mornings- heâd be super cuddly and affectionate.Â
n = night (how are nights spent with them?)
nights spent with ethan would always hold a sort of unexplainable magic- thereâs something about the thought of falling asleep next to him thats just so⌠comforting? heâd be so warm and easy to fall asleep with, all soft and hazy and gentle; heâd fall asleep holding you as big spoon, but when yâall woke up heâd be wrapped in your arms, laying on your chest. also, if you were having a hard time falling asleep, ethan would stay up with you, talking through whatever was on your mind even if he was barely able to keep his eyes open.Â
o = open (when would they start revealing things about themselves? do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)
i think that ethan would open up more and more as the relationship progresses, going along with the natural advancement of things unless something happened that made it crucial for him to open up; if that did happen, though, you wouldnât have to pry anything out of him. ethan is a pretty honest, open person and wants to be transparent with you always- trust is something that he values above all else and he wants to remain very truthful with you.
p = patience (how easily angered are they?)
ethan is incredibly patient and understanding- it would take a lot to truly upset him. sure, the two of you would get into little tiffs here and there about stupid things, but the small arguments would be resolved within the hour with lots of hugs and kisses and soft âim sorryâs. however, if yall managed to get into a big argument, i think it would take ethan a bit to calm down and he would want to put some space between you two while he did- not to anger you any further, but to make sure that he didnât say anything he didn't mean. ethan has a bit of a temper while heâs angry, and he wouldnât want to say anything just to hurt you out of anger. after he cooled off he would come back and be willing to re-examine whatever had caused the issue with fresh eyes.Â
q = quizzes (how much would they remember about you? do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)
if youâve watched ethan ever, you know that the sweet bby doesnât remember shit (cue the instagram live thats purpose was to help him remember a word)- but listen. i think that ethan would go out of his way to hold on to little pieces of information about his s/o, and would put so much effort into trying to remember little details. heâd store them in his brain (things like your favorite flower, the brand of chocolate you like best, etc) and reference them when he needed.Â
r = remember (what is their favorite moment in your relationship?)
a couple moments would stick out to ethan - when yâall first met being his favorite. heâd remember every detail of the moment he was first introduced to you; what you were wearing, where you were, what yâall had been doing that night. it was something that he though about a lot, actually- he loved to reflect on the way youâd blushed as heâd introduced himself, how youâd hugged him at the end of the night.Â
s = security (how protective are they? how would they protect you? how would they like to be protected?)
ethan isn't possessive, but he is incredibly protective of you. he secretly hates whenever someone flirts with you, even if itâs strictly platonic- you're his s/o, and he doesn't want anyone thinking any different. like i said earlier (reference letter j), ethan wouldnât be afraid to step in and put someone in their place of they were getting a little too friendly. he likes when youâre protective of him as well, even if its something very subtle to show that heâs spoken for, such as calling him a nickname or dropping a kiss on his cheek.
t = try (how much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)
romantic ethan my belOVED- he would try so hard. ethan would plan surprises for you for weeks before they would unfold, even roping your family and friends into his schemes. Heâd be so creative with date ideas too; picnics, art classes, different seasonal excursions around california. For bigger occasions like anniversaries, holidays, birthdays and all that, ethan wouldnât hesitate to go bigger- i definitely think he would take you traveling. he wants to see the world with his love :,)
u = ugly (what would be some bad habits of theirs?)
ethan bites his nails, which is why heâd had you paint them- heâs trying to break the habit
heâs a very sweary human, but so are you; the only issue is he has no filter and accidentally swears in front of kids all the time lmao
v = vanity (how concerned are they with their looks?)
eh. ethan is more particular about certain aspects of his appearance over others, but heâs generally well put together. he likes for his hair to look good, though- thatâs the one thing that heâs picky about.Â
w = whole (would they feel incomplete without you?)
ethan is his own person and is able to function on his own, but the two of you have developed a sense of codependency with each other, like any couple does. he canât see his life without you at all anymore, and would much rather have you around than not. the two of you have fallen into a flow together- you and him against the world. life is much easier when you have another person on your team, and heâs honored that he gets to play that role for you.Â
x = xtra (a random headcanon for them.)
(this may or may not be a lil hint to a fic i'm working on shshhshshhhhhhhh)
on the night unus annus ended, ethan was a wreck - rightfully so
he had a bit of an existential crisis , and started to spiral a bit
you were worried about him , and knew that he would just continue to get into his own head
so you got him out of bed
and took him on a v special date
thats all for now ;)
y = yuck (what are some things they wouldnât like, either in general or in a partner?)
ethan wouldn't like smoking (nicotine), and if that was a habit that you were willing to budge on, he would really try to help you break it.Â
overall, ethan is a very considerate and kind person, so someone that was rude or had a sense of entitlement just wouldnât fit well with him.
z = zzz (what is a sleep habits of theirs?)
ethan canât fall asleep without background noise. his brain gets too loud when heâs just in bed in complete silence, for better or for worse; sometimes this leads to great video ideas or new concepts for the channel, but other times it just lead to him overthinking his life. when it was that kind of night, ethan would fall asleep to soft music or one of those white noise apps- then he became dependent on it to be able to fall asleep. something about filler noise managed to calm him right down and lull him to sleep, and he pays $5 a month for the premium version of his favorite white noise app.
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JosÊ Altuve & Ari Shapiro ⤠U
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and as I type this and take stock
Iâm also calculating how much holiday trouble I can make (having given up being inoffensive or anodyne), alternating between a fact-based article about fact-based journalism and a blog about Lauren Conradâs body positive stretchy jeans, and subconsciously beta-testing performance indicators for an insta post
uhh yeah
my love is compromised
but thatâs who I am: not 100% whole
my New Yearâs resolutions were 1) getting a doll bed for my phone so I could tuck her in each night, 2) elevating my toilet reading, and 3) kissing friends on the lips
I didnât do any of that
I prayed and read about feminism and gender identity
my sixth graders did some writing. One girl wrote about her plan to cartwheel over a couch. Another girl wrote about painting the night sky on a backdrop for an extracurricular she called Trauma Club
a boy described painting grenade lines on avocados
a few weeks later I had a dream where I saw the boy on a street corner. âDo you want to war with me?â he asked. âIâve got a Longstrike Sniper Rifle and a Mega CycloneShock Blasterâ
âno,â I said. âI do not want to war with youâ
âawww,â he said, âbut look at the crows overhead. Theyâre cawing with sorrowâ
sorrowâs solution isnât war, and there isnât going to be goodness without it
I fkn agree about those crows overhead
âJan,â âFeb,â and âMarchâ JANUARY
FEBRUARY
MARCH
I cleaned the living room and went to bed
are you there, durable story structure? Are you there, meaningful artifice? Itâs me, Derek
whatâs this deception
(from my people: the dishonest editing of the Melania-staring-at-her-feet-during-the-inauguration-ceremony clip; the supposed #dapl photographs of tipis burning; the fake âdraftsâ of LGBTQ-related executive orders; 3 rows of cheerleaders vs. âpersonal cheerleading squadâ at CIA)
me with fake hair
finishing a bottle of wine but unable to finish a glass
closing my eyes and pairing Harajuku Barbie with Jamaican Drake, and Roman Zolanski with Houston Drake
ignorant of the 10 Taylors
repeating, I will not live in the past, I will not
revert to nostalgia like Diana Rossâ â96 Super Bowl performance, the helicopter swooping her up because she's not sticking around
kay reverting for one sec
youtube
the gold dress @ 8:32!!!
kay b2bÂ
layered comforters
to a place so quiet my thoughts shake drops of water from the branches outside the widow
to a place so dark I wear a harness thatâs festooned with flowers and bows, woven like a doily, and no one says anything
the fan hummed on 1
NPR played but I didnât hear
Kelly McEvers, Audie Cornish, or Robert Siegel
only Ari Shapiro with his huffy-bike-with-pink-flares-on-a-gravel-driveway voice penetrated the astronaut foam around my head
youtube
he considered all things
debating space and funding for intentional provocation on college campuses, re-drawing the lines between what government law requires and what personal ethics suggest, and delineating parameters human civilizations desire and individual moralities expect
eyes closed
I imagined I was Ariâs secretary, answering phones and saying âAri is investigating how referring to Taiwanâs Tsai Ing-wen as the âPresident of Taiwanâ could destabilize thirty-seven years of work, but sure, heâll speak to you in his sexay graveled liltâ
despite my superficially strong chin, dishpan eyes, depression naps, and inability to engage my older brother on anything meaningful, I could
answer phones
maybe
I wasnât gonna be like Obama and drop a 56-page article in the Harvard Law Review on the topic of criminal justice reform and the presidentâs role in reducing mass incarceration today
or toomar
but with Ari on the radio
and Channing modeling rising strong
I could get
despite chronic uncertainty caused by an inflammatory opportunistic provocateur with ideological inconsistencies / blank slate relying on establishment voices to âdrain the swampâ
Cirque du Soleil aluminum cubes spinning in my airspace
and knowing for sure that shapeshifting parenting is abusive parenting
âunlearning abuse also means unlearning the abusive behaviors that you inherited as survival tacticsâ (Chachi YanirĂŠ)
I did it
nah we did it
we got outta bed
with a work mindset
and looked outside
asking, how do we conduct opposition research on family members?
and other questions we never thought to ask
so vehemently and often
how long until climate change drives beachfront property owners to poor mountain communities?
how does the whole butter movement compare to the camelâs milk revolution?
how do we transform the story of a street protest into a cultural norm?
should I trust the professional computer security expert / âshoe cobblerâ down the street?
should every student have a laptop?
which of the âgayâ traits can be said to be primarily innate, and which are socialized?
do you love my long fingers, my petite nose, regardless?
steak house or gay bar?
pocket constitution?
how come itâs legal to pay someone to have sex on camera but not legal to pay them irl?
whatâs sacred about the connection between body and mind?
when it comes to H-1B visas, shouldnât we consider global needs 50-100 years from now over the contributions STEM workers can make to the national economy this market period?Â
whatâs our dream collective skill-set?
whatâs the first line of resistance?
18-year-old George Harris placing flowers in the rifle barrels of National Guardsman in a 1967 march on the Pentagon (Bernie Boston photo)
licensed practical nurse Ieshia Evans facing Baton Rouge law enforcement for protesting the shooting of Alton Sterling (Jonathan Bachman photo)
looking listening learning
harder when âa point made by a subculture at home on Facebook might look funny to another on Twitter, which can read as evidence of a conspiracy to yet another on YouTube, which might be seen as offensive on Tumblr, which could be a joke on Redditâ
one slip of the mouth opens floodgates of history (institutional identities / historical selves matter more than shared experiences, even in friendships. Also, I am racist in ways I will never know)
growing up gay is âbad for you in many of the same ways growing up in extreme povertyâ is bad for you (effects are more than simply learning to manage oneâs manners and mannerisms)
some rural LGBTQ people foster community where they live (rather than contribute to queer flight)
the disadvantages of race, class, and gender are multiplicative (not additive)
neo-liberals speak in tones of uncompromising/absolutist moral righteousness while neo-conservatives advocate for relativism (like, âwokeâ is the same in-or-out language of ye olde evangelicals and rural militias, and more evangelicals than ever say officials who behave immorally in private can still fulfill civic duties)
wtf but
life is brief but spectacular
the elders know
elders who talk comfortably and knowingly about death and any/everything
like Margaret Atwood, author of The Handmaidâs Tale. She doesn't anger easily but stays surprised and puzzled, and loves Legally Blonde and Miss Congeniality
Pulitzer/Nobel Prize winner Toni Morrison: âThey have this thing, maybe you can explain it to me, where you have a little bathing suit on but you cannot expose a nipple⌠I donât understand what theyâre talking about. Itâs the first thing you put in your mouth when youâre bornâ
Patricia Michelson builds the perfect cheeseboard (mild to strong: goat cheese for a fresh start; then earthy, mushroomy, rustic; hard greiere, nutty and fruity; pungent and metallic blue for the grand finale)
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we can listen & learn!!!
about the world and ourselves
like, feeling loved, cared for, and welcomed in my community no matter my skill set is a HUGE way I experience privilege
and I want more people to have that with me
like, I tell people I value unspoken civil norms but evidence says I suck at some of the explicit spiritual ones, like forgiveness
âpettiness has to do with being out of scaleâŚYou are being petty when a small or seemingly irrelevant detail generates disproportionate irritationâ
nobodyâs/everybodyâs family is going to change
charizomai forgiveness interventions
I must practice
when we say happiness is an âinside job,â we lie. We pay for experiences that include people to talk to, like personal training
true culture change strategists and reconciliation-aries do more than discuss the effect of Pepe memes on national polarization. #selfcare is collective care, and We the People protect each other
kneeling on turf and walking one inch higher above cracks in the sidewalks, the visible congregation of shared values empowers us
think of the successes
judges striking down Muslim Bans 1.0/2.0
scientists backing up NASA's earth science data
journalists working out like Ruth Bader Ginsburg: leg presses, chest flies, lat pull-downs, one-legged squats, push-ups, and planks
if not, watching PBSâ NewsHour like she does
picking one thing to be a leader on, one thing to be a follower on, and one thing to make a habit out of
draining the swamp⌠of Hollywood. In the same way weâre thinking about where our food comes from, weâre thinking about where our art comes from and who produced it, and changing casting couch culture (same for halls of power and legislation sources)
tracking each phase of the backlash wave
like
when R. Kelly shows you who he is in 1994, believe himÂ
in many ways we made a better country
women illustrators designed emoji alternatives to the red stiletto
student activists at the University of Washington protested until Nike let a watchdog group inspect factories overseas
the 1/4 immigrant Seattle Symphony gave a free concert featuring music from the seven Muslim-majority nations
which is to sayÂ
when you roll into the carnival
anything can happen
Harvard gave their âHumanitarian of the Yearâ award to Robyn Rihanna Fenty, who ran her fingers up and down her ponytail (40:45) and talked about her grandma giving advice on sharing a dollar (45:43)
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Lebron called the president a bum
Grenoble, France replaced over 300 outdoor advertisements with trees and community notices... Scotland produced wind power exceeding the countryâs electricity needs... the Australian same-sex marriage bill got signed into law... Saudi Arabian women gained the right to drive cars on streets and watch soccer in stadiums
new research shows child slavery has declined by 40% in the last sixteen years, and parents are spending twice as much time with their kids as they did 50 years ago
Andrew Puzder (former executive of Hardee's and Carl's Jr. with a $1 million+ base salary who wanted to keep minimum wage under $9) withdrew his nomination for Secretary of Labor
Astros second baseman JosĂŠ Altuve
shimmied
who woulda predicted such goodness???
we promised to stay sharp and bloom despite the conditions
Marcos RamĂrez and Margarita Garcia Asperas put up a mirror and built a banquet table into the border wall, holding a communal dinner at the table to create the illusion of people eating a cross-border meal
Michael and I said yes to love even when it was difficult, even when we were cranky. We went to the Days Inn in Bellingham to hang out and set relationship goals. I love and count on him so much
I looked at Angelica Kauffmannâs âCornelia Pointing To Her Children As Her Treasureâ from 1785. The lady gestures I SEE YOUR JEWELS AND RAISE YOU MY CHILDREN, putting people over pearls
now we
help neighbor kids find their way
change the electoral map with our long-game/con
use the YOU ARE NOT ALONE shower curtain as a parachute
make âsecond-tier superpowerâ U.S. better than first-tier superpower U.S. by adding âreputation for extravagant generosityâ to our military might and GDP
work to protect those we love with our voices, our currency, our social capital, our sacred swords, our courageous kisses infected with friendly bacteria
follow international ethics standards at dinner
loop the A Wrinkle in Time trailer
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stop by my apartment in the next few weeks
there used to be a crack in the wall you could slide a piece of paper through, but our property manager filled it with putty
Oprah wants warriors
and if you're serious about joining my Golden Girls community in 2050, you should get used to coming over
I am a hermit unafraid to end on a weird note so let me add
my brother and I helped my parents move across the state. My dad drove the UHaul and my brother and I drove different pickup trucks. My dad has beliefs about how trucks should be driven, so we didnât go over 55 mph
in some ways, driving on the road next to my brother while not being in the same car as him provided necessary bonding
and add that to the fact that
The Honorable Representative Maxine Waters has great ⤠4 U
JosÊ Altuve & Ari Shapiro have great ⤠4 U
& I have great ⤠4 U
weâve got lots of ⤠and goodness going around
if all goes according to plan, the first time you eat Bisquick sausage balls this holiday season will be the fourth or fifth time theyâve been served
come kiss me on the lips!
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this newsletter endorses:Â
Michaelâs quarterly Spotify playlists
The New York Timesâ Still Processing podcast
Margo Price and Loretta Lynn and Tammy Wynette
Fergie on journaling in the midst of holy war
the homosexual on Star Trek: Discovery
Fifth Harmonyâs purposeful pop
venison sausages
drag queens
hair nah
Superstore
SWOT analyses
Medicated Blistex in lilâ tubs
Sufjan Stevensâ âTonya Harding (in D major)â
strolling Hallelujah Lane to visit the Apostles (twelve live oak trees)
oregano oil: an anti-inflammatory, anti-allergenic, antimicrobial, antibacterial, antiviral, and antifungal miracle⌠that fights infections, regulates menses, and calms hypersensitivities... AT ONCE
staying on fire
credits: much-needed endless hug GIF by Tuna Bora â person in bed with wine and laptop post âpizza-partyâ illustration by Kathryn Rust â anger channeler GIF (âHow can we channel our outrage and grief?â) by Wilhelmina Peragine â âRise Up!â GIF by Mighty Oak â the first three of which I found in my fave newsletter of the year, the Ann Friedman newsletter â Same for the one below, Barbed Holidays by A.L. Crego â  Still Processing podcast rec from Heidi Lally â parachute shower curtain and aviator wings reality by Betty Wetter / Scotty Boom Boom Cayton â Profile pic by Jonathan Ursin â BrenĂŠ Brownâs Rising Strong from Gian Bruno â Oregano oil from Brandon Dombrowsky
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92 Statements Tag
ahhh thank you @paopuguk for tagging meee~! ilysm xo đđ
Sorry that there aren't 92 djsbkjrg BUT CLOSE ENOUGH
Rules: You must answer these 92 statements and tag 20 (or however many you'd like) people!
The Last :
1. Drink: Tea!
2. Phone Call (*drumroll* I am what I.M man I got a ph on e ca l l): Manager jbfsdkjzg
3. Text Message: A fave loser telling me to come visit them â¤ď¸Â @keenonkino
4. Song You Listened To: Fools but the cover by Namjoon and Kookie
5. Time You Cried:Â A while agoÂ
6. Dated Someone Twice: yehÂ
7. Kissed Someone And Regretted It: unfortunately,,,,
8. Been Cheated On: yeh
9. Lost Someone Special: I guess it depends on how you mean but yehÂ
10. Been Depressed: ,,,,,,
11. Gotten Drunk And Thrown Up: Drunk yes thrown up nope
List 3 Favourite Colours (12-14):
Green, Blue and Purple! :D
In The Last Year Have You:
15. Made New Friends:Â yeeess~! (somehow)
16. Fallen Out Of Love: :??
17. Laughed Until You Cried: Y E S
18. Found Out Someone Was Talking About You: lmao yeh
19. Met Someone Who Changed You: nahÂ
20. Found Out Who Your Friends Are: I suppose?Â
21. (S h ES TWENTY TWENTY TWENTY ONE N O W) Kissed Someone On Your Facebook List: yeh
General:
22. How Many Of Your Facebook Friends Do You Know IRL:Â pretty much all of them don't add randoms kids
23. Do You Have Any Pets: A cat and a pupper the cat reminds me of toothless from how to train your dragon and the dog is named after a chocolate bar, Chokito
24. Do You Want To Change Your Name: Not really, the other name I could have had when I was born would have been cool but also difficult lmao
25: What Did You Do For Your Last Birthday: WENT TO SUSHI TRAIN + Â ATE CAKE IT WAS G8
26: What Time Did You Wake Up: ,,maybe like 9 idk
27: What Were You Doing Last Night: Being murdered with Monsta X scenarios :))) (THANKS @officialyanan)
28. Name Something You Canât Wait For: The new Spiderman man game yoooooo
29. When Was The Last Time You Saw Your Mum: hoooo maybe about 3 years ago??
30. What Are You Listening To Right Now: SH-SHAWTY GIMMEEE w h ip- whi p la shh lov NCT
31. Have You Ever Talked To AÂ Person Named Tom: have indeed
32. Something That Gets On Your Nerves: When my feet just wont get warm they refuse to heat up and yet t h e re s t o fm e is warm???
33. Most Visited Website: Probably Youtube tbh
34-36 were missing!
37. Hair Colour: blue binch woop wooooop
38. Long Or Short Hair: Short!!
39. Do You Have A Crush On Someone: haven't had a proper c r u s h before tbh
40. What Do You Like About Yourself: my hair is pretty cool I guess
41. Piercings: firsts and seconds on my earlobes and a conch piercing in my right lmaooo
42. Blood Type: not a diddly dang clue my friend (hopefully blood type AAYYYEEEEE)
43. Nickname: most common is just Rom tbh but the second most common is RomCom
44. Relationship Status: Single Pringle
45. Zodiac: Aries âď¸Â
46. Pronouns: she/her đ
47. Favourite TV Show: hoooo man thats difficult I probably enjoyed Game Of Thrones the most of all the TV shows Iâve ever seen
48. Tattoos: none but definitely want to get a few
49. Right Or Left Handed: I'm right handed
50. Surgery: never had any
51. Piercings:Â already done lmao
52. Sports: none atm used to do netball
53. Vacation: uhh I mean I wanna go to Canada one day
54. Pair Of Trainers: usually just converseÂ
55. Eating: Subway cookies heck yeh
56. Drinking: Melon ramune
57. Iâm About To: Go play the crash bandicoot remastered game bc hoooooly sHIT CHILDHOOD
58. Waiting For: Cherry Bomb and Shine Forever albums to get the frick over here
60. Want: a lot of things but mainly a hug or something idk
61. Get Married: yes, to Hyuna
62. Career: A Sandwich Artistâ˘ď¸
Which Is Better:
63. Hugs Or Kisses: hmmm depends but usually hugs
64. Lips Or Eyes: eyes
65. Shorter Or Taller: taller
66. Older Or Younger: once again it really depends but im gonna say older?
67. Nice Arms Or Nice Stomach: don't really have a preference tbh
68. Hookup Or Relationship: r e l a t io n s hi p
69. Troublemaker Or Hesitant: both are goodÂ
Have You Ever:
70. Kissed A Stranger: ,,,,yeh
71. Drank Hard Liquor: yup
72. Lost Glasses Or Contacts: LMAOOO LOST GLASSES
73. Turned Someone Down: yess
74. Sex On The First Date: nope
75. Broken Someoneâs Heart: yes đ
76. Had Your Own Heart Broken: unfortunately,,,
77. Been Arrested: nope
78. Cried When Someone Died: yes
79. Fallen For A Friend: nope
Do You Believe In:
80. Yourself: LMAO I WISH MAN
81. Miracles: sure as heck do
82. Love At First Sight: no
83. Santa Claus: yeh boi
84. Kiss On The First Date: it really depends
85. Angels: yup :3 (i.m exists sooooo)
Others:
86. Current Best Friends Name: Yasmin, Maiah, Desmond and Jade love them all sm đ 10/10 would fite 4
87. Eye Colour: Grey/Blue
88. Favourite Movie:Â hooo boy thats rlly hard and its never gonna be just one but the Avengers is fkn awesome
I tag: @officialyanan @keenonkino @artificialskyway @sugalamb @monstajaebum đ Feel free do it if youâd like but if not thats fine too :3 đ
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