#;hc: lea

[thyme-in-a-bubble]

just for tonight

a/n: sure, I was vigilantly working on a different wip (a very long one that needed a lot of strength to get through) but then this whole fantasy came to me and i just couldn't stop myself... at least i downgraded the idea from a full-fledged series (which i sadly very much do not have the time for) to just a slutty little one shot in an au that i can always pop back into whenever the itch pops up (or when anyone has a slutty request for it hehe).

summary: before you could even consider the possible consequences, a desperate request then fell from your lips, “well, what if I’m not asking you to be with me? What if it’s just for tonight? What if I’m only asking you to be with me for one night? Would you give me that?” you blinked up at him, scarcely breathing at all, “would you be mine just till the sun comes up?” 

warnings: bodyguard!bucky barnes x reader, smut, reader's mom is the british ambassador to france, age gap (10-15 years), tattooed!bucky (both a metal arm and tattoos as picked in a poll by you), beefy!bucky, forbidden romance, posh political party, alcohol consumption, wet dream, lingerie, stockings, one night stand (except we already know those fools can't keep it to just one night), kissing, dirty talk, manhandling, size kink, oral, fingering, impact play, squirting, gaping, belly bulge, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, creampie

word count: 4907

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“You sure, you don’t want some?” you squinted over at your bodyguard as you lowered the champagne flute from your lips, “this shit costs more than my dress, which is really saying something,” you pointed to the red silk gown that hung from your frame, “this is Dior.”

“I’m good, miss,” Bucky uttered, tight-lipped as always. 

“Right, sorry,” you sat the glass down at the tall table you stood beside, “can’t drink while on duty.”

Posh parties such as the one tonight were always a bit of a drag to get through. Even though you’d been hauled along for most of your life, they’d never gotten any more amusing. 

But when your mother hired Barnes to be your personal bodyguard a few months back, the thought of getting dolled up just to have a bunch of provoking politicians talk your ear off about ideas you’d never in a million years support, somehow didn’t seem as bad as it used to now that he was constantly at your side. 

It had been a little incident involving your phone getting hacked, an explicit video nearly getting leaked, one that had been made for an ex who lived in another country to make the distance more barrable, and a few threatening messages from the perpetrator that had been the reason for your new shadow. 

Though you’d been resistant at first, storming into your mother’s office to state that you were a grown woman and didn’t need a babysitter just because someone tried to exploit an old sex tape that in your opinion wasn’t even that big of a deal, swiftly got squashed when a then stranger cleared his throat behind you and shared the more gruelling threats that had been made alongside the hacking. 

You’d hoped and prayed that he’d turn out to be a pain, that his personality could squash the feelings that fluttered inside of you whenever you looked at him, but unfortunately, he wasn’t an asshole. He was quiet, professional to a fault, but he wasn’t a dick. If anything, all of the silence and all of the glances to always keep track of you made the crush worse. It made you feel as if you were in a Jane Austen novel, reading between the lines of subtext your unreliable brain came up with.

“You tired?” he asked as a yawn rolled out of you. 

“Mhm,” you hummed behind the palm you had brought up to your lips. 

“The car’s ready to take you back to the embassy whenever you are.” 

A grateful smile twitched at your lip as you offered him a small nod of confirmation, “I’ll just go tell my mom.”

The ambassador, your mother, had her back turned to you as she talked business with a small group of people even though the hour had grown late. 

You waited for a sliver of a break before you tapped her on the shoulder and whispered in her ear.

“Hey, mom?” her palm found yours as she turned to look at you, “I’m gonna head home.”

“Oh, alright,” she leaned in and pressed a small peck to your cheek, “see you tomorrow, love.”

“Bye,” you gave her hand one last squeeze before heading out of the elegant venue, your guard still only a few paces behind you. 

A dusty drizzle met your skin as you exited onto the midnight streets of Paris. The sensation made you want to walk home, though you still followed Bucky to the black car already waiting and slipped in when he opened the back door for you. 

The light from the city reflected on the back of his metal hand as it gripped the steering wheel. You could faintly spot the prominent veins on the other one dance beneath the inked skin as it did the same, tattoos you still ached to discover just how far they stretched beneath his dark suit. 

Though soon your gaze flickered away from his silhouette as he drove, and fluttered out to the glittering cityscape rolling by, the vision of which swiftly lulled you to sleep. 

When you arrived home, Bucky’s steely eyes found your slumbering form in the rear-view mirror. You didn’t rouse when he opened your door and carefully picked you up into his arms. You didn’t wake either as he carried you inside, all the way up to your bedroom, and layed you down on your bed. 

Gently, he removed your heels and quietly placed them down on the hardwood floor before he grabbed your duvet and tugged it over your form. 

But just as he moved to leave your side, half asleep you caught his hand.

“Don’t go…” you murmured hazily, eyes still shut. 

And so, he didn’t.

Bucky simply reached for the tufted chair nearby and, as silently as he could, scooted it closer to the bed. 

Barely an hour passed before you woke. 

Before you even blinked open your eyes, your fingers began to slide down your body as the sinful dream you’d been blessed with still lingered in your foggy brain. 

Though when your eyes did flutter open and discovered the star of the dream sitting in a chair right next to you, your hand halted its voyage, and you sucked in a startled breath. 

“You okay?” he asked softly as you blinked a few times. 

“Uh,” the throbbing that still lingered from the dream probably wasn’t going to fade any faster with him sitting there with his unwavering stare, “yeah, I’m–, uhm…” you propped yourself up on your elbow before sitting up more, “I’m fine.” 

“Did you have a nightmare?”

“No, it wasn’t a–…” your sentence then crumbled as you sucked in a breath, “what are you doing watching me sleep?”

As you met his gaze, he then uttered, “you asked me to stay.”

Your eyes then widened, “I did?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh…” though you couldn’t recall, heat still began to bloom on your cheeks, “I’m sorry, I didn’t–”

“It's alright,” his shoulders offered a faint shrug. 

Averting your gaze, you noticed that you were still in your dress. You weren’t quite sure if it pleased you or not that Bucky didn’t try to strip it off you, though it was probably less the moral intentions and more the fantasy of him peeling it off of you that swayed you. 

“Were you just planning on sleeping in that chair all night?” you asked. 

“No,” he shook his head, “I wasn’t planning on sleeping at all.” 

A tinge of guilt stung in your chest, “I’m really sorry, I don’t know what I was thinking, I must have been asleep or something…” you then swung your legs over the side of the bed and got up. As your fingers raised up to pluck off your sparkling earrings, your feet began to carry you in the direction of your wardrobe. Dropping the jewellery off in a small porcelain bowl on the opposite bedside table, you then glanced back at your bodyguard and said, “you don’t have to stay any longer, you can go back to your room and get some sleep.” 

Offering you a nod, he then began to walk towards the door. 

Though, as you reached back to undo your dress, you abruptly uttered, “wait,” and he stopped before his steely fingers could enclose around the door handle. Turning to glance back at you, a bold request then hesitantly fell from your lips, “could you maybe help unzip me?”

He barely made a noise, simply hummed quietly in response before his slow stride carried him towards your frame as it twisted for your back to be turned to him.

When you felt his touch on the zipper, tugging it down ever so slowly, your breath came in ragged, and your eyes fluttered shut. You swore you felt his radiating heat seep into you as he exposed more of your goosebump-ridden spine. 

As the straps tumbled over your shoulders, your hands came up to your chest to hold it up even though you wished for nothing more than to let it drop before him.

And when the zipper finally reached its end, he lingered right behind you just long enough for you to catch the tether of it. Slowly, as if you were dealing with a skittish bird, you rotated around. You didn’t dare to look him in the eyes as you let yourself follow that magnetic pull you’d been trying to keep at bay. Your gaze flickered up to his lips as heated puffs of air seeped from your lungs and you slowly, hypnotically, inched closer. 

But then Bucky opened his mouth and said in a soft and quiet tone, “what are you doing?” making you halt, though not pull back. 

“Please don’t act like you don’t already know… I know you do…”

“You can’t,” he uttered, though didn’t move to walk away either as he captured your gaze, “we can’t, alright?”

“Why not?” you breathed, your eyes returning to his lips, “is it really that important for you to stay professional over everything else? Or is it that I’m just a job to you?” your heart felt as if it was gonna beat straight out of your chest, “you know I like you, I know you do. You notice everything, so of course you know. Am I right?”

A long exhale then flowed from his lungs before the faintest of nods tilted his head, “…yeah.”

“And I have eyes too, I’ve seen the way you look at me,” a shiver trickled down your spine, “so, are you really gonna just stand there and pretend you don’t feel something too? Just go back to your own room and continue to protect me like nothing’s going on?”

“Y/n, I can’t be with you,” he shook his head heavily, “you know I can’t.” 

Can’t or won’t?

Before you could even consider the possible consequences, a desperate request then fell from your lips, “well, what if I’m not asking you to be with me? What if it’s just for tonight? What if I’m only asking you to be with me for one night? Would you give me that?” you blinked up at him, scarcely breathing at all, “would you be mine just till the sun comes up?” 

As if your quiet whispers melted him completely, your bodyguard breathed, “…fuck…” and the next thing you knew, he’d grabbed your face and seized your lips. 

It was like something inside of him had snapped, something you had shattered, with the way that he kissed you as if he’d been drowning and your lips were oxygen. 

As you lost yourself in the sensation of his tongue dancing across your own, you let the red dress drop down your body, passed the sheer stockings that clung around your thighs, to the floor. Like fire, one of his hands disappeared from your cheek and ran down your frame, grazing over the black lingerie that was now exposed.  

Though heated and hungry at first, the kiss soon softened into lighter pecks. 

With his metal hand, he held your face close to his as he withdrew from the kiss, an action you weren’t quite ready for as you dreamily trailed after him a bit, longing for his lips. 

“Are you sure this is what you want?” his hot breath fanned across your features. 

“Yes,” you whispered swiftly. 

But as you dizzily blinked up at him, he simply hummed for you to elaborate, “hm?”

“Yes, I want you,” goosebumps tingled across your skin. 

“You want me to what?” his thumb swiped over your cheekbone. 

“I want you to–, to–…” you fumbled as you felt your desire drip and soak your panties, making them cling to your aching core. 

“To what, huh?” 

“To–… fuck me,” the embarrassingly desperate words tumbled out your mouth. 

“You want me to fuck you?” his unwavering stare briefly dropped to your parted lips.

“Yes,” the syllable rushed out of you. 

“Say it again,” he tilted his chin. 

“I want you to fuck me.”

“Louder,” his feet began to shift, causing yours to shuffle back as well. 

“I want you to fuck me.”

“One more time,” his hand had dropped down to your jaw and his fingers curled slightly to dent your soft cheeks. 

“I want you to fuck me, please!” 

With the hold he had on you, he swiftly dipped down and pressed his lips to yours once more. The world then fell out from under you as his grasp scooped down your frame and plucked you up.

Your arms tangled around his neck right before your back collided with the closet door and your lips tilted away from his as a short squeak slipped out. The distance however lent Bucky to let his kisses dance down the length of your neck and across your cleavage, so perfectly framed by the sheer fabric of your bra. 

Though the hickeys he began to plant across your skin made your eyes roll in your skull, your fingers still captured his tie and tugged him back up for your lips to crash against his. As you moved to push his blazer off, his sturdy grip on you shifted though still held you close as the jacket fell from his burly frame and your palms swiftly scooped over his broad shoulders and down his chest, now one layer closer to letting you actually get to feel the furnace roiling beneath.

Cupping his face close, whimpers seeped out of you and vibrated against his lips as his fingers dug into your ass and rubbed your barely covered cunt over the palpable tent in his pants, your want surely drenching through your thin underwear and marking him as well. 

You almost didn’t realise that Bucky had moved till he dropped you down on the bed. Taking a step back, his tongue briefly flicked across his breathless lips as his fingers lifted to tug his tie off. 

Staring directly into your soul, he uttered, “take your bra off,” as he tossed the tie to the floor and your fingers scrambled to fulfil his request. When you flung the lingerie to the ground, right next to his crumbled tie, the cool night air kissed your pebbly nipples and Bucky let out a murmured curse right before bending down to press his lips to yours. 

Balanced on your elbows, you parted your lips and let his tongue sweep across your own. His touch coasted down your frame, barely granting your tits any attention before his grasp hooked around your thighs and yanked you closer to the edge of the mattress. A surprised yelp escaped you at first at the sudden shift, but as the sting of saliva, that had lingered and connected you from your sloppy kiss, snapped back against your skin, the short cry morphed into a fizzy giggle. 

The light laugh however faded away when you watched him sink to his knees at the foot of the bed. Your legs curled up even further on either side of you, though you weren’t quite sure if that was you or him pushing them up and cracking you open that much more. You could feel his breath hit your pantie-clad core as his gaze fixated on the soaked spot right over your puff. 

When his palm slid up your inner thigh, he only had to reach out his thumb for the broad pad to ghost over your covered slit. His eyes swiftly flickered up to capture yours, checking your reaction as you began to squirm from his feathery light touch. 

Hooking his finger in the gusset, he pulled it to the side and a glossy string stretched out and clung to the fabric as he revealed your glistening pussy. 

A breathy moan billowed out of you as he began to touch you, rolling your little pearl beneath his touch. Finding your eyes once more, he held your gaze as he then leaned down to press a gentle kiss over your clit. 

“This okay?” his voice vibrated against your bundle of nerves, making you twitch. 

“Mhm,” you nodded foggily, “you can do anything you want.”

“Anything?” his lips twitched into a smirk as his fingers stretched from where they were clutching your panties to brush over your button.

“Yeah,” you breathed, “fucking anything.” 

Your mouth then hung agape at the sight of him dipping down to ruthlessly taste your desire. It didn’t take long before he lost himself in you so fiercely that he momentarily leaned back only to rip your underwear off. Both of his hands curved around your bottom, raking across your skin as he drew you even closer to his tongue and dragged it through your wet folds.

Bumping his nose against your clit, he let himself make out with your cunt a moment longer before planting a farewell peck over your pearl and pulling back. A dollop of spit dropped from his lips down onto your pussy. Catching the drop with his fingers before it slid away, he rubbed it into your own juices and made you that much more of a mess. 

“O-oh,” you moaned as he slowly slid a long finger into you after teasing your weepy entrance enough to make you shiver. 

“Fuck, you’re so wet,” he groaned at the soppy sounds his efforts conjured.

Craning down to kiss your clit sloppily, Bucky then slid his ring finger in beside the other, curving them gently as he reached even deeper. 

When he momentarily retracted his digits to land a small tap over your puffy petals, the smile that bloomed on your face only egged him on further. Plugging you back up, he then retracted and repeated the slap though with more ferocity. 

Your head began to lull a bit as he brought his vibranium digits down to roll your clit and his fingers began to fuck you harder, not faster, but with an intent that made your pussy sing for him. 

With your thighs trembling, they nearly slammed shut as you felt the end near, but your bodyguard only slid his strong metal forearm over your legs, hooking it right under both of your bent knees, to keep you spread nice and open for him. 

The veins on the back of his inked hand popped from how fiercely his fingers rocked within you. 

Stretching his thumb up to strum your clit, he tried to sneak a third finger inside of you as he felt your walls begin to flutter around him. 

“That’s it, I’ve got you,” as he always did in every manner, evidently. A smile curved at his lips as your eyes fluttered closed and a symphony of moans flowed out of you with every last tender stroke he offered you to carry you over the edge, “atta girl.”

Melted against the sheets, you caught your breath as he planted one last peck on your inner thigh before standing back up. 

Slowly, with his gaze ever glued on you, he unbuttoned his shirt, gradually revealing the silver shine of the dog tags that hung from his neck and the tattoos that sprawled across his skin. Going all the way up from the hand still shiny with your essence, the ink swirled up his right arm, across his pecs, down his back and even curved over to his left shoulder and intentionally tangled into the gnarly scares sprouting from the border of his prosthetic. 

When the button-up hit the floor, his fingers drifted down to unhurriedly remove his belt, pulling it out of the loops, he let it join the shirt before he undid his pants and let his cock spring free. 

“Jesus christ…” your jaw couldn’t help but drop to the floor as your eyes fluttered at the intimidating reveal. 

Noticing the anxiety that peeked through your lust-ridden expression, his low voice found your ears, “what? Did you change your mind?” 

“No, I just–…” you couldn’t tear your eyes away from his fat cock as it throbbed before you, “I got a bit nervous all of a sudden.” 

“No reason to be nervous, baby,” he breathed out a smile as his fist curled around his girth.  

“Oh really?” you nearly began to laugh. 

“You’ll be fine,” drool threatened to escape the corner of your lips as he slowly began to stroke himself, “trust me.” 

“Really? Because I’m not so sure I’ll be able to take that…” 

“You will,” he uttered calmly as he dipped down to give you a kiss, “don’t worry,” a hand slid into your hair as he cradled your face and ushered your gaze to find his, “you know I’d never hurt you, right?”

“Yeah.”

“So, you’ll be fine,” his thumb curved to sweep over your cheek a few times. 

“Yeah,” you gently nodded and repeated after him, “I’ll be fine.”

“That’s my girl,” he smiled. Kissing you once more, he then pressed a peck to your forehead before his grasp found your hips and he suddenly flipped you around, onto your stomach. 

Helping you up onto your hands and knees, a hazy smile stretched across your features as he bent down over you and pressed kisses all along your spine. Dragging his bulbous tip through your sopping folds, he then teased you for so long, never granting you any more than a dizzying nudge, that whines began to escape from you.

“P-please,” you heard yourself beg as your fingers bunched up the sheets. 

“What?” he continued to flick and tap your swollen clit with the head of his heavy cock.

“I–I want it–, plea–, please fuck me,” you blubbered desperately. 

“Oh, now you want it, huh?” you could hear the smirk that dominated his face, “suddenly not so nervous anymore about me stretching you out, are you?”

“Bucky, plea–, o-oh–,” you felt your limbs tremble beneath you as he slipped the very tip inside. 

His efforts were so slow at first, gradually giving you more of his length and just shallowly fucking you till you blossomed and opened up for him. 

Gradually, his thrusts began to ease from a mind-numbingly slow pace to something that truly scrambled your brain. You soon lost yourself completely to the molten sensation of his fat girth steadily splitting you open. 

Though when he finally bottomed out within you, a shrill gasp slipped out passed your lips and your frame shuttered beneath him. 

Drawing his hips back just enough for you to regain the ability to fill your lungs with oxygen once more, you heard him murmur in your ear, “what, is it too much dick for you?” retraining his thrusts slightly, he kept his tip from kissing your cervix, “that better or is it still too deep for you?” his hands dented your hips.

“N-no, no, it feels so good, it’s just–,” a whimper slipped out of you and broke up your slurring, “you’re so fucking big, I’ve never–,” you felt like you could feel him all the way up in your throat, “no one’s ever been that fucking deep before.”

One of his hands curved down to your clit at the exact same time as your own did. As they met, he let your own fingers swirl over your puffy pearl as his simply lingered, till he suddenly grasped your wrist and gently led it away from your pussy, further up to your lower stomach. 

“That deep?” he pressed down on your palm and let you discover the dull bulge that formed in your belly at every one of his dizzying thrusts, “has no one ever stuffed you that full before? Not even one of your pretty toys you play with so often?”

“Nuh-uh,” you panted as his warm contact dissipated from your spine and he straightened back up. 

A gravelly moan slipped out past Bucky’s lips as he glanced down to see how tightly your creamy pussy was gripping onto his cock. Your fingers returned to the sheets as his wide palm came down to slap your ass, your back arching at the impact and consequently angling his efforts so that the details of his dick brushed against your g-spot in the most heavenly way imaginable. 

He only buried himself inside of you a few more times, his heavy sack tapping against your buzzing clit at every electric buck, till your pussy gushed around his fat girth. 

“There you go,” he pulled out only to insistently flick your puffy pearl with his tip, “fucking hell,” he then plunged his cock all the way back in before dragging it back out, “keep going,” ushering more squirt to drizzle out. He kept up the overwhelming pattern till your pussy stopped gushing for him, till he’d pushed you through the overstimulation and your cunt slowly began to relax again for him. Eventually, when he steadily withdrew from you, he craned his neck to relish in the way your little hole had stretched out and accommodated so well for him, it even winking sinfully at him every time he pulled out, “good fucking girl,” he growled at the sight, “told you so, you’d do just fine,” your shaky frame jolted as he slapped your ass again, “look at you now fucking gaping for me, christ…”

With a ring of your cream staining the base of his cock, he let himself return to your warmth for longer than just a few seconds, fucking you with such ferocity that your pliant form, still molten and unsteady from your second orgasm, collapsed onto the mattress below. 

Though he successfully caught you before you could slip off his cock entirely, he still let you drop down on the bed, though softened the fall for you, before he followed suit. 

The weight of him on top of you felt so comforting and soothed on your tingly skin.

“You okay?” he kissed your cheek before spreading your stocking-clad legs with his own. 

“Hm,” you nodded foggily and felt yourself drool onto the sheets as he squished you further into the mattress.

Your shaky moans filled the bedroom as he slid back inside, “fuck, you feel so good…” sloppily nipping just below your ear before he picked up his pace. 

The chain that dangled from his neck felt cool on your skin and acted as a stark contrast to how hot his body felt pressed against your back. 

“You think you can be a good girl and cum for me again?” he groaned into your ear as his efforts echoed sloppily, “let me feel that pretty pussy squeeze around me one last time?”

“I-I don’t know,” you trembled beneath him, every one of his deep thrusts making you jolt and gasp for air as he was practically splitting you in half. 

“You don’t know?” he sweetly whispered in your ear as he curled his arms under you. One hand slid under your tit and caught your pebbly nipple in a rude pinch while the other soared down to your sore and swollen clit, “can you try for me? Try and cum again,” your eyes had fallen completely shut, so your whole reality had just become Bucky’s reassuring weight, his tantalising efforts, and his sinful whispers that seeped directly into your soul, “try and squirt for me one last time, sweetheart.” 

And so, you did. It didn’t even take that long before you tumbled over one last time and your pussy creamed for him, drenching the already damp sheets beneath you, as he swiftly came as well, throbbing deep within your clenching cunt and filling your little hole up to the brim till it tried to leak and escape around his girth.

His heavy pants faded from your ear as he slowly crawled off of you, cascading a tender trail of kisses all the way down your body till he gently retraced his track of pecks and settled down next to you. Fluttering your eyes open as his palm slid up to your heated cheek, he gazed into your hazy eyes for a moment before leaning in to softly press his lips to your own. 

You wanted to curl in closer to his frame, but your body was so exhausted that you could barely raise your pinkie finger. Fortunately though, as you layed there in wordless wonder, Bucky’s arms draped around you as he scooted in close, hugging you to him and gently caressing your skin as you continued to blink back into his ocean eyes, not uttering a word out of fear that you’d ruin the blissful moment.

After perhaps a small eternity had passed, he briefly raised his head up slightly to catch sight of the small clock on your bedside table. 

“There’s still a few more hours left before the sunrise…” he settled back down beside you.

“Oh, yeah?” a soft smile tilted up your lips as his touch began to travel south. 

“Yeah,” his lips gently parted in a silent moan as his fingers slid through your sore folds. His stare was transfixed on how your brows knitted together and a quiet hiss slipped out of you as he swirled over your sensitivity, playing with the hot load he’d pumped into you as it slowly leaked out, one of his digits too brash not to try and stuff it back inside, “what do you think?” sharing your breath, he inched in and let his nose nuzzle against your own, “do you want me to be yours just a little bit longer or would you rather I’d return to my own bed?” 

© 2024 thyme-in-a-bubble 

[telanadasvhenan]

Slaps my lavellan this bad boy can fit so many abandonment issues

edit: uploaded the right picture lol

[mariazalea143]

"This time... we'll stay together" 🤍❤️‍🩹

('Even if forgiving seems hard...')

[lesbianfakir]

I love reading fakir as bisexual because it adds another layer of hopelessness to his situation. He’s a queer character trapped in a heterosexual narrative.

The prince never ends up with the knight. Fakir is meant to gruesomely die for someone who will never love him back, never even acknowledge his feelings. In this reading, part of the reason he treats mytho so horribly is as an attempt to rid himself from those feelings (not that this in any way excuses that treatment). He’s not supposed to love the prince and so he fights hard to never display anything that can be construed as affection.

There is no happy ending for people like him.

[nocturnal-birb]

Suddenly remember the Papagandas and how Special explains Secondo is a lonely bitter old man just makes me think- in general, Secondo is love starved

Like he gets bits of fill of it through sex cause sex is basically the closest thing you’d get as romantic intimacy and Secondo craves that deep down even if he loves and enjoys the sex. Poor man is love starved

[vastiitas]

cole's ma in her prime btw:

[sohmiya]

okayy, so I read your last answer to the hcs I sent you (which ofc I smiled and screamed at!!) at 3am, and then again at 7am—so bc I only read it mere hours ago, here's my insecure sidenote of: I hope you enjoy reading these and don't find my presence in your inbox annoying <3

now that's out the way, i have more hcs! but for your other pairings too bc i love them sm soo i have a feeling this will get really long asdfghjkl.

Miko x Evren

At every appropriate opportunity, I just see Ev casually pulling Miko to sit in his lap. Like, just takes her hand, pulls her towards him and she just falls into his lap. I imagine it happens so often, even when one of them are in mid-conversation, and it's just so normal to them that they never bat an eyelid.

Which brings me to them being this — x

Alsoo, I imagine the two of them going to this huge, renowned formal event together, and Ev's all dressed up in his suit and he's waiting for Miko to her finish and then she'd come out and say "so, how do I look?" and Evren would be genuinely starstruck (haha, our starstruck pairing <3), all his feelings and thinking 'omg, I can't believe you're my girlfriend'

So he'd wrap his arms around pull her to stand between his legs and go "you look breathtaking" and then he'd wait for a second before saying "you know, we can stay home. we don't have go, we can just stay here and chill" and I see Miko smiling and arching a brow like "we have to go, besides, would you say the same thing if we were going to a Grammy award show where you were nominated?" bc she'd know how much he wants to win one and Evren would look up at her with pretty hooded eyes, and he'd be feeling all soft and romantic and whisper "oh, Sanada" and then he'd kiss her hipbone and say, "i'd take you over a Grammy any day" — see in my head this is an event they have to go to, but if they didn't then Ev would definitely be on his fucking knees...happily.

Ooo, and I imagine Evren chilling with his parents one day and casually saying "Miko says she wants us to have what you two have and I agree" and it's just a really cute family moment bc I see Rosa and Javier looking at each other and smiling like 'we did such a good job with him and we're happy that he's happy'

Cy x Frankie

Crushing stage: I imagine Frankie getting into training early one morning and Cypress is there and he's sitting there with a Starbucks cup and calls out a "hey" to her and when she approaches he slides the cup across the table and it's matcha. and Frankie's all 😧 "you got me a drink?" and Cy just goes "Evren mentioned that you like them" and then he just walks off like it's the most normal thing in the world and like he wasn't overthinking that whole interaction.

Alsoo the first time Frankie takes Kenzo to nursery, I imagine him holding like three of her fingers bc his hand is so small and he's casually saying "and Cypri says he really likes you" "and Cypri says you're prettyyy" "and Cypri—" and then Kenzo gets distracted by a butterfly or something and then doesn't finish the rest of his sentence.

But alsoo Cy inviting Frankie over and they're casually talking and whatever, but she's been really tired bc of matches & practice and stuff, and she ends up falling asleep. I see Cy carrying her to his bedroom so she can sleep comfortably, and probably leaves one of his sweaters beside her so she can change if she wants to when she wakes up.

Sam x Milan

I see Sam asking Milan something like "so what did you wish for at 11:11? it can't be tennis related!" and he thinks about it for a second, debates whether to tell her and just goes "that's easy, I wished for you. for us. what else would I wish for?"

But alsoo like the two of them sending each other good luck messages before their matches <3

Bc Milan likes photography, I always think that he'd have a separate insta account with the username @/filmbymilan and it's a whole load of pictures, but there's a whole highlight story section just full of pictures of Sam.

I also see them still being best friends whilst in a relationship so stuff like this — x

And alsoo those hugs at the airport when they're waiting for each other. Milan's arms around Sam, the spinny hugs, the muttering into the crook of your neck like "I missed you, did you miss me?" "ew, definitely not (affectionate)" <3

Lizzy x Léa

It's canon that Lea gets flustered by a hand on the thigh and I imagine Lizzy not knowing and just puts her hand there at some point and Léa just goes '...asdfghjjkl 🤯' and can't speak for a few seconds and then Lizzy would be all smiley and go "hey, you okay?" and Léa's just chokes out "yeah, yep, yes...fine" which is odd bc she never really gets flustered.

Bc Léa loves baking I imagine her going "Liz, I made cake! wanna try some?" and I imagine Lizzy finding it really cute bc Léa's only other obsession is football so baking's a sweet difference.

Léa also has a younger twin brother called Leandro, I see him getting on with Lizzy just bc Leo's a bit like sunshine and when they meet for the first time I imagine Leo being all "so my sister finally admitted she had feelings for you, about fucking time. she was so nervous for her first date with you" which Léa counters and the two of them probably have a mini argument lol

I always see Léa being super professional when it comes to training, but when with Lizzy, when they're away from others, she's confident and sweet. so when they're back home, as soon as they walk through the door Léa would be like "you played really well today, and you looked beautiful, and I've been thinking about kissing you all day" and she'd say it all in a really quick breath bc half the time she's still shocked that Lizzy's her girlfriend.

STOP I ENJOY THESE SO MUCH YOU NEVER ANNOY ME!!!!!!

the way that first hc instantly gave my butterflies 😩😩😩 no cause i can imagine it in my head so clearly like miko is rambling about something and like mid-ramble, evren momentarily interrupts her to mumble “come here” or he stretches out a hand to signal her to come closer and miko just keeps talking while getting cozy on his lap then she pauses for a bit to make sure her position isn’t killing his legs like “this okay?” and evren just nods then miko continues her rambling shzjjssjsjs they’re so cute UGH AND THAT PIN!!!!! let me save that to their section rq 🏃🏻‍♀️

"oh, Sanada" and then he'd kiss her hipbone and say, "i'd take you over a Grammy any day"

UNGHHH he just knows the words to say 🫦 no because depending on how persuasive evren could be, miko wouldn’t mind being “fashionably” late……. 🫣 DJDSNFBSJSJ

no but yeah i totally headcanon them having at least one event they were late to and they were so focused on fixing their appearance afterwards that miko didn’t realize she forgot to put concealer over a hickey on her neck until she caught someone (i wanna hc this is cy DJSJJS) giving her a displeased look and miko was like “yes?” and they subtly point to their neck then miko went 😳 and abruptly stood from her seat to go to the restroom. minutes later, evren texted her “what’s wrong? do u need anything” and she replied “I SAID NO MARKS” “oh shit sorry. who saw?” “CYPRESS” “LMAO💀”

"Miko says she wants us to have what you two have and I agree"

my heart swells every time i remember how open and trusting evren is to his parents that he literally says things like this to them i love him so much 😭😭😭😭

also OMG💡 imagine evren inviting miko over to have dinner with rosa and javier and miko’s like “are you sure?” “yeah my mom actually asked me to ask you” and like how can she say no to the number one acevedo in her heart 😩 and like everything went well, the dinner was amazing, rosalie was welcoming to miko as always and in miko’s head, dad!javier >>>> manager!javier shsjakdks then later into the night, evren and miko are in the living room just talking about whatever not paying attention to whatever’s on tv, completely oblivious to rosa and javier watching them in adoration and talking about how “they remind me of us when we were younger” 😭😭😭😭💘💘💘💘💘💘 UGHHHHHHH I NEED THEM TO GET BACK TOGETHER

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Frankie's all 😧 "you got me a drink?" and Cy just goes "Evren mentioned that you like them" and then he just walks off like it's the most normal thing in the world and like he wasn't overthinking that whole interaction.

THE WAY THIS MADE ME LAUGHFHSHSSJJS CYPRESS IS SO ANNOYING frankie would be sat there just thinking “??????? what just happened” 😭😭😭😭😭😭 but when she recovers from the confusion you bet your ass she’s smiling to herself <333 unfortunately for cypress, frankie’s bestie evren WILL hear about it >:)

frankie would also want to return the favor but instead of offering to pay for his drink next time like a normal person, she would obviously try to please her crush idol like “i found a filipino restaurant not far from here, do you wanna check it out with me?” then she’d realize it probably sounded like she was asking cy out so she’d add “you know… as a thank you for the drink” 🤭

"and Cypri says he really likes you" "and Cypri says you're prettyyy" "and Cypri—" and then Kenzo gets distracted by a butterfly or something and then doesn't finish the rest of his sentence.

kenzo having the attention span of a puppy 🥹🥹🥹 but also frankie would be like “what did cypri say….. 👀” HDJSKSKS she would bring it up to cypress like “kenzo said you really like me” and cypress just cracks a smile because he already expected his brother to be a blabbermouth then he says “you already know that” “he also said you think i’m pretty” “i do” “what else? 👀” “you’re just fishing for compliments now” and frankie dramatically raises a hand to her ear “and i’m still not hearing any” sdjsjdjsjsk peak babygirl bf silly little guy gf

Cy carrying her to his bedroom so she can sleep comfortably, and probably leaves one of his sweaters beside her so she can change if she wants to when she wakes up.

SIGHHHHHHH i read “cy carrying her to his bedroom” and let out a sob because that should be me 💔💔💔 but imagine him tucking frankie in bed then giving her a kiss on her head then whispering “sweet dreams” 😩😩😩😩😩😩😩 however, leaving his sweater for her to wear was a huge mistake. he’s never getting it back 😼 sjfjsjsk but yeah they do have similar fashion sense so i’ve always hc’d frankie stealing from his closet <3

also slightly unrelated but also related to sleeping frankie. i hc cypress wanting to surprise her at least once with breakfast in bed but he never could because frankie isn’t a deep sleeper. like shortly after cy gets out of bed, she reaches over to his side trying to search for him. then she gets up and finds him in the kitchen and goes “what are you doing?” and cy just sighs “i was gonna surprise you with breakfast” “you should’ve said so” “then it wouldn’t be a surprise” “i can act surprised” then her goofy ass fakes a gasp, “see?” djfjskdksksk but when she’s really tired after consecutive days of intense training, she tends to sleep in on off days and when cy wakes up a bit too early, he stays in bed for a few more hours just so he doesn’t wake her up and she can get more sleep <3

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"that's easy, I wished for you. for us. what else would I wish for?"

OUGHJH HES SO CUTE <3333 sam’s nosy ass would be like “okay that’s cute. now tell me what you really wished for” then i just know in my heart milan would pull a whole “if i tell you then it won’t come true” then sam would just roll her eyes and grumble “fine” but internally she’s blushing shfjskdsk

AND YES i hc them sending each other good luck texts too!!! especially if milan’s playing against dj*k*vic a player that sam absolutely hates, she texts him “good luck!!!! BEAT HIS ASS” lmaoo and sometimes she sends him selfies in his merch or something (i like to hc that a huge sports brand sponsors him hehehe)

there's a whole highlight story section just full of pictures of Sam

😭😭😭😭😭 sam would 100% buy one of those instax printers to print some of the pictures in the highlight to put in her phone case then another in her wallet then keeping the rest in a mini album or taped on a journal which she takes with her wherever especially when it’s like tournament season or something and they can’t be physically together <33 if she ever does one of those “what’s in your bag?” videos, the mini album is definitely one of the things in her bag and i can imagine her getting sidetracked for a bit and going on a tangent about milan sjdhsjdsh

and omg i can totally see them taking pictures on security cameras or convex mirrors in convenience stores <3

AND THE AIRPORT HUGS 😭😭😭😭😭 i can imagine milan dropping his bags to catch sam and after a while he’s still not letting go and sam’s laughing like “people are staring” and he just goes “they’re just jealous” ughhhhh they make me sick!!!!!!!!!!!! 😩😩💘💘💘💘

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HELPPPP THE THIGH TOUCH SHAHWJAJW the way lizzy would react the exact same way if it were the other way around. i love how in the crushing stage half the things they do is just panic around each other 😭😭😭😭😭

ALSO lea and lizzy baking and being domestic <3333 and because they’re two idiots who always get each other flustered i can imagine in the crushing stage one of them licks the batter off their finger and the other person goes 😳 DHDJSJSJS in the relationship stage i just know they’re that couple who make out while waiting for the cake to finish baking 🤭🥰🥰

"so my sister finally admitted she had feelings for you, about fucking time. she was so nervous for her first date with you"

in my head lea is suuuuper smooth that lizzy literally had no clue she was nervous on their first date and as soon as leandro exposes his sister, lizzy looks at lea like “oh??? 😏” as if lea won’t easily fluster her back in a matter of seconds LMAO

"you played really well today, and you looked beautiful, and I've been thinking about kissing you all day"

lea………. 🧎🏻‍♀️ you can bet they’re kissing right after that LMAOOO

if they haven’t made out in the locker room before, lizzy’s changing that asap. like after training, she takes her time gathering her things and getting ready to leave on purpose knowing lea’s waiting for her. as soon as everybody’s gone, lea’s like “are you ready to g-” then lizzy’s kissing her <3

[shopcat]

what's your take on steve/eddie ships other than steddie? :) (ope does that make sense) i've seen j*son/eddie and it's so djfkjgdklkhdkl

going to be CAREFUL here um... steve's most important relationship dynamics (as in platonically as well bc romance does not fall above friendship..) to me will always be eddie robin and the kids and i just don't REALLY see eddie nor steve getting along very well with anyone else at least romantically so idk does that answer this 😭 i am not a fan of any couple that has an age gap or uncertain ages... not a fan of any poly situations that involve stobin. early days stonathan is cute other than that i pretty much am against it all either hardcore or just like Meh about and u can take with that what u will #HATE #SHADOW SKULL #FIRE #MURDER #DEATH

oh i think st0mmy is kind of funny like how he canonically had a crush on steve KILLS ME but i don't really enjoy it either cuz i just don't like tommy h for being friends w flop billy LOL but it's a funny little thing.. can't really think of anything else hmm eddie/argyle is a fun rarepair i love that one comic where steve has a little crush on argyle too it's so fucking real and whatever stonathan/eddie is i have nothing against... steddie-on... steady on... hm. i think jonathan would probably hate eddie but they would have been funny together even just platonically tbh #jedward. not a fan of st0ncy personally but nothing morally against it truly i am actually very chillaxed OKAY.. okay.

[segravedad]

le puso la mochila de bluey a su pequeña, antes de llenarla de besos y ver que estaba lista para irse con su padre. su hija había decidido ir esta vez de princesa y con una mascara de spiderman, algo que la castaña había reído cuando la vio, pero al final solamente acepto aquel atuendo. “¿quieres que te eche algo más?” preguntó, cuando se puso a la altura de lea. la pequeña negó y se quedo observando su nuevo muñeco de aquel perro azul. “como tú quieras. si necesitas algo más, solamente debes decirle antes que te vayas con tu papá” con esas palabras, le dio un tierno beso en la nariz y luego volvió a ponerse a su altura normal, y le tomó mano a su hija para luego salir de la habitación de la niña. mientras que lea jugaba con sus cosas, yasemin se dedicó a preparar la colación, sabía que el padre de su hija era eficiente con esas cosas, pero después de todo lo que pasaba con ambos no confiaba mucho con él. sí, podía ser haber sido casi el amor de su vida, la persona con quien tuvo una hija y hasta con quien le abrió su corazón, pero después de aquella infidelidad es como si todo lo que creía en él se hubiera ido en pedazos. terminó de hacerle los emparedados y los metió en la mochila que su hija había dejado botada en el suelo. no iba a mentir realizar estas acciones cada día se volvía agotador, especialmente porque extrañaba lea a montones y solamente pensaba en ella cuando se iba de su lado, pero a pesar de los problemas con el padre de su hija, no podía meter a la hija de ambos en esos problemas de adultos. escuchó el timbre de su departamento, y antes de abrir no dudo en decirle a la pequeña lo siguiente: “recuerda sacarte la mascará así tu papá podrá ver tu rostro.” soltó una risa. abrió la puerta y puso los ojos en blanco cuando vió a su ex pareja. “pasa. te está esperando y tiene dibujos nuevos para ti.” @rybernia​

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“You want me to be your boyfriend, huh?” Eddie smirked down at you as if you’d just told him the juiciest of secrets that he could now hold over you till the end of your days.

“I mean, only if you want to, of course,” you averted your gaze to your sweaty palms as they nervously fiddled and tangled in one another, “I don’t wanna–”

But then his fingers found your chin and tilted it up till your eyes met his once more, “baby,” his thumb gently swooped across your skin as he uttered, “I thought I already was.”

© 2024 thyme-in-a-bubble 

[dikiyvter]

       Rings my little ‘cala is adding lore even though he shouldn’t b’ bell -- Post Omega build Dottore making the deal w/ Nahida, OG Dottore ( a.k.a the one I write on my sideblog ) makes one (1) child clone -- ( possibly one whose body was made pre-deal but hadn’t been started up yet thus escaping the consequences / being shut down by Omega-build? )

       One of Riga’s many tasks at Zapolyarny consists of guarding / watching over this young clone ( Tau build ); In his absence the job is taken over by any other number of Dottore’s division, but first and foremost it belongs to Riga; As in all the chaos of Omega build destroying his peers + Gio’s escape + the general chaos recent events have been wrecking on the Harbingers, Riga’s original job as the executioner of experiments has sort of fallen to the wayside, and being a ( seemingly ) loyal hound ready to take on any given task in the ever-changing list of things that need to be addressed has become a bit more desirous a trait, with far less hands on-deck to keep things running smoothly in the 2nd Division.

[fatexbound]

@chibitantei​ said: “I’m here.” - any of our ships, feel free to leave it as a drabble since we have a lot of threads

Noticing Trauma sentence starters | Accepting

Whoever said being a J-pop idol was easy couldn’t be more wrong. In her experience, her days were full, consisting of dancing, singing, trying out different costumes, recording, signing autographs, and so much more. It’s way too much for someone so young to handle, and yet she made it. It was her dream and make friends and people happy with her songs.

Ever since she decided to go back into showbiz, and with a new manager, her schedule was packed once again. This time, she didn’t mind at all. It was for her own happiness and for her longtime fans. A live concert at a venue in Inaba ended with lots of cheering, but also a fan trying to get on stage while screaming at her to marry him.

Luckily, her security guards took care of him before he had the chance to get near her and cleared the area. Naoto was there as well, overseeing the situation while glaring daggers at that creep. It’s understandable why they both hated those kinds of fans.

As Rise sat down in her room backstage, her breathing became heavy and ragged, as though she was on the verge of bursting into tears. This little incident reminded her of how horrible and insane some people could be, putting her life in danger. She’d been there once before, and there was nothing she could do but push him away.

Thankfully, this situation was different

“I... I-I’m okay... I’m okay.” She whispered after feeling a light squeeze of her hand. Of course, Naoto was concerned. “I just... need a minute. Don’t go yet.” Rise pleaded as she returned the gesture.

It was going to be a long night...

[fatesown]

ZELDA TAG DROP

[empyreasheart]

long time no oc post but i think khlise would absolutely send letters back home to empyrea to her mother post - dream drop distance, both to ensure they are still safe and share the wonderful things theyve found on their journey - pressed flowers, shells, small trinkets... they sign every letter with "all my love, el" - something very personal since only elise's friends and family from empyrea call them el

[twisted-king]

Salve!:D. I'm curious on how the vice-dormleaders would react(hc) if their S/O being like Silver. Not in a literal sense but in a "Always sleepy/sleeps in random places" sense. It would also be pretty funny if their S/O still aces their academics HAHA(￣▽￣)~*

omg!! YES!!!

Vice Dormleaders x Silver-like!Reader

Trey Clover

He's a little worried... Like do you get enough sleep?

Are classes too stressful?

Trey finds it cute if you fall asleep on his shoulder while studying or having afternoon tea. He'd chuckle and give a "Is my shoulder that comfortable?" line as soon as you wake up.

Yes, you've heard it hundreds of times.

Trey kind of insists on studying with you, he (wrongly) thinks you might fall behind due to all the napping you do.

of course these study sessions are comfortable for you so you're usually lulled asleep by his voice

So imagine his suprise when he asks you about your text scores.

He's here, all ready to console you with your favorite tart, arms open to prepare to be a good boyfriend and hug you when youre sad

Only to be met with "Oh the midterm..? I aced it, why?"

HUH???

WHAT???

You share the tart, he laments...

He likes to suprise you with little treats every now and again, he buys special little boxes to put them in all the time too.

one day, he happened upon you sleeping underneath the table in your dorm (he knows where to look at this point).

You woke up with a light weight on your chest, It was a small green box with a letter attached to it:

"A sweet treat after your sweet dreams,

XOXO

- Trey Clover

Jade Leech

"Oh? How interesting..."

Jade is a little weirdo, so I think this unique trait of yours REALLY facinates him!

He kind of develops a sixth sense for your eepiness. Like he'll be in a middle of a shift and just randomly take a break, just to be there for you when you wake up.

Jade BEGS you to try a bunch of (non poisonous) mushrooms to see if they make your drowsiness worse or better

"Would you not consider it at leas.." "No." "please.." "Just once.."

He's really convincing (6'5 and in a suit).

If you fall asleep in the monstro lounge he is NOT stopping Floyd from doodling on your face

He isnt too suprised by your competency with grades, but then again he lives with Floyd, its kind of hard to suprise him.

He still rewards you with a lil kiss on the forehead

Jade LOVES when you fall asleep on him, it lets him know you feel safe around him!! He keeps a pleased smile on his face when youre near him and sleepy in any capacity.

He wants to go on hikes with you SO BADLY.

You agree one day, it kind of ends with you being carried when you eventually fall asleep on a particularly warm rock.

"Whatever will I do with you, Angelfish..."

-Said while lovingly scooping you up

Jamil Viper

Sigh...

How you two got together is a mystery

But he feels a bit calmer with you around.

He's pretty busy with Kalim, so a lot of time spent together is during school, school activities, and while he's cooking.

Jamil gets a little anxious when youre out of sights. like... what if you're sleeping somewhere dangerous, or you suddently decided to persue mountain climbing?

You go to a lot of his basketball practices, he claims he plays a little better when youre around anyway, even if you fall asleep in the middle fo the game

Stops both Ace AND Floyd from doodling on your face during practices.

Now, as for grades. He isnt too worried about you, he's got kalim to deal with an an exam to underperform on.

After midterms, he does ask about how you did (as seems to be customary)

"I did pretty well... got a 98" "You what"-

He's...pleaseantly suprised! one less thing to worry about (despite that not being his responsibility)

Jamil likes cooking spicier and spicier food for you, both to see if you can handle it (he's a little competitive), and to wake ypu up a lil <3

He presses a kiss to your cheek for every "level" you complete

"What do you think, Flower?... ah, you fell asleep"

Rook Hunt

I'm sorry.... he's a little weird about it.

He has a LOT of pictures of you sleeping in odd places

Rook's favorite is his homescreen on his phone, it's you sleeping in an impossibly high tree kind of just.. hanging there. Its in super high quality though.

He likes leaving little notes about how cute you look while sleeping around

its like a little gift for when you wake up!!!

When he isnt watch you sleep he keeps a bottle of water and some fruit snacks to munch on. Sleeping this often must be tiring after all, you need your energy!

You know you can call for him just as easily as Vil can (if not easier... you bagged a SIMP)

So, sometimes you jokingly put a hand to your forehead and Rook comes SPRINTING.

His arms are outstretched ready to catch you into a fall and dip you into a kiss

Sometimes though, it is not a joke, and Rook dutifully scoops you up before you make eye contact with him.

It's Rook, so he kind of knew about your good grades already, but every time you tell him he gives you a little "Magnifique~" and kisses your knuckles.

Your dates are very odd. one week it'll be a romantic picnic he preapred for you, the next you're hunting for Leonas together, and after that? movie night!

"Ah~ how delightful it must be to be graced with your beautiful viasge. How I long to be the lone tree stump that captured your affections so.

<3

-Rook Hunt"

Lilia Vanrouge

Another one of them "ara ara?? how interesting" types

He's a father, whose had practice with Silver

Lilia always encourages you to do your best, he usually knows when to stop pushing you to study or focus by looking into your eyes.

He's huge on affections (touch starved Lilia HC my beloved), so Lilia sometimes conveniently floats on by if you start to get drowsy.

He would rather stroke your hair to sleep over you resting on the uncomfortable wooden desks

Also kind of a weirdo who isnt tooo suprised about your high grades. He kind of assumed you were studying in your free time without him.

However, that does not mean he doesnt want to reward your great scores!! He'll cook for you :)

"I was thinking of making a lovely lasagna, with some cinnamon and jalapeño for color.... oh dear, you seem to have fallen asleep."

"honk shmimimimimim" -you, clearly faking it

He always feigns hurt when you reject his cooking, but he knows of his reputation in the kitchen.

Lilia often takes you to new places, usually museums, but sometimes your dates are in a forest he recently discovered within Diasomnia's grounds. like a goth picnic

He has a photo album of your dates together, although he has a page or two dedicated to his favorite spots you've napped on.

Lils is super accomodating, as long as you dont mind his suprise hugs and some light jumpscaring

"Haha got you, little bat!"

-Lilia, after successfully scaring the HELL out of you

[jellyfishvibes]

As saved in my files as 'Lil Buddies'

These guys,

I kind of get why they left ventus out, hes left out of alot of the bbs outfit and accessory stuff (much to my fury, yes i have started toying with the idea of just drawing his keyblade armour myself, if anyone has the raw body/outfit pieces for him or anyone in dr or the union leaders i am desperate for them, his hair and outfit are very different between khux and the bbs flashforward and i amm just insane enough to put them in as separate things), it would be weird considering he is like standing next to you, to wear his future fit infront of him, but why is my girl xion excluded, like your going by trios why is sea salt trio not complete, like i know at the time xion was super dead but we all knew she was gonna get revived along with roxas in kh3

Like 3d was already out and yet roxas nam and axel feel kinda stuck in their kh2 versions

Maybe the pair there arent rox and nam and are data rox and data nam, thats a hc i can get behind, while im here i would love rox getting a new like post kh3 ending cutscene outfit that has more black in it to fit in with xion lea and isa, like i feel like it would work as a character growth, he has been changed by the life he has lived kinda deal, also nam needs a new outfit let my girl be fashionable