#engineer is just so bby girl

[fictionalsownme]

I put In Space with Markiplier on in the background when I work on my captain x engineer long fic (I have my favorite path set to a playlist and play it on mute) and even after watching the entire thing god knows how many times, I still find myself giggling and smiling at my favorite parts when I catch them out of the corner of my eye heeh

[chaotic-mystery]

Consider It a Favor || J.M.

Summary: Your AC breaks in your car and the one person around to help is your neighbor, Mr.Miller. (No outbreak!Joel miller x f!reader)

Content Warnings: 18+ as always, MDNI. Age gap (Not specified but I put Sarah in college) DILF Joel mowing his lawn, reader is able-bodied and is wearing a swim suit/coverup, reader has hair Joel can pull, kissing, swearing, (1) blowjob, size kink go brrr, pet names (good girl, sweetheart, baby) facedown ass up, babey, a little manhandling, unprotected penetration (don't look at me okay, the whore in me jumped out), dirty talk, Joel hyping up his ego, pussy ownership, creampie, a little glimpse of aftercare and what really happened to your AC.

Authors Note: This is my own submission for Summer Lovin' 24! We had a blast making this and I will def do another in the future. Ali, you are an absolute beast for making all of these moodboards, thank you bby. As always, go check out everyone else's submissions, Ali's been on top of it with the masterlist so you can find them all in one place over at @pedgito🖤 (Also are we surprised I'm posting this late? No)

|| wc: 3.4k || Dividers by me || Masterlist ||

There he was again, Mr.Miller in the front of his house mowing away at the barley grown grass with nothing but gray shorts on and his shoes, the sweat glistening in the sun over his shoulders. You knew it was wrong to look at your neighbor like this but how could you help yourself when he was so irresistible?

He didn’t have a problem with you staring either, he never told you to stop or that it made him feel weird. Having the attention of a woman made him feel good, especially when she was younger than him. It let him know he still had it in him.

“Hi Mr.Miller!” You try shouting over the roaring lawn mower but it was no use. He keeps walking up and down near the sidewalk, making sure he doesn’t miss an inch. If you didn’t get going now, you were never going to make the beach party you got invited to earlier. Making your way down the stairs of your wooden deck and sneaking glances at him every few steps to your car, you smile to yourself imagining him at the beach, laying on his stomach to tan that beautiful back.

Fading back into reality, you realize he was standing in front of you  snapping and waving his fingers to get your attention. 

“How’s it goin’ sugar? Doin’ okay in this heat?” 

“O-oh! Yeah, I’m just on my way to the beach now. Grass looks really good, can I pay you to cut my dads?” You joke and point behind you to the taller grass that didn’t look so bad before Joel cut his. 

“No, c’mon don’t start that shit. Well I’ll let you get goin’. I’m fixin’ to finish this yard anyway.” 

He waves goodbye and you stand up straight to look your best for his last glance at you, something to hopefully think about when he’s finishing his grass. Flipping over the engine as soon as you get inside, you roll the windows down to let the warm air out and you blast the AC to cool down. Something felt off though, the car was making a weird sound and the air wasn’t getting cold like it usually did. Frustrated and hot, you get back out and slam the door shut, walking in front of the hood to open it. Joel notices you get out and he turns to watch you, his brows knitting together in confusion.

“Everything okay, darlin?” He wipes his hands on his shorts as he walks over to you. 

“No, my goddamn AC won’t work right and I don’t know why but I can’t drive there without it, I would actually rather eat a jean jacket.”

He laughs and shakes his head before walking over to the driver side door, climbing in to stick his hand in front of the air vent. Feeling for himself firsthand the disgustingly warm air that was hotter than satan's asshole, Joel walks back to the hood and rests his hand along the top of it, his arm stretched up over his head. 

“I can take a look at it if you want? Probably won’t make it to the beach today but I can try like hell.”

“Are you sure? I have some cash inside the house to pay you. Hold on, let me go grab it.” You sprint towards the front door of the house and pat down the pockets of your skimpy coverup for the sound of the jingling keys. “Hey Joel, do you see my house keys in my car on the seat?”

“Let me look, sweetheart.” He opens the passenger side door and glances around on the passenger seat, not a single nickel key anywhere in sight. This was perfect, just perfect. You locked yourself out and you’re stuck outside in your swimsuit under the see through cover up you just had to wear instead of wearing normal clothes like every other person ever. 

“No! No key!” He shouts from your car and gets out, shaking his head side to side in case you didn’t hear him. 

Fuck. What were you going to do now? No one else was going to be home until later tonight, window climbing was out of the question, the back screen door had a wooden pole in the track to keep people from breaking in when you weren’t using it, there were no options but to hang out with Joel. You didn’t mind, but dressed like this? What would the neighbors think considering how nosy they are and the neighbor across the street who Joel briefly had a thing with. No one knew about that but you, thank god for late night trips to sit on the roof and smoke, right? You get to hear everything when it’s quiet.

Joel shuts the hood and gets back in the driver's seat, the door latching softly behind him. His big hand grabs the back of the passenger seat headrest as he reverses out of your driveway with the other one hand on the wheel, spinning it in such a controlled way it weirdly turns you on seeing him drive like that. He pulls into his garage and shuts off the engine before tucking the keys in the sun visor. He chuckles at the key to keychain ratio you have on the worn out carabiner, the red paint scratched all over and showing the silver metal under it.

”So, turns out I locked myself out of my house…this is just great.” You scratch your forehead in frustration and sigh. If you were just paying attention to what you were doing when you were leaving you wouldn’t have locked yourself out and you wouldn’t be out here half naked with Joel. You fling the trunk open and start to look for extra clothes, anything to put on to be a little more presentable and not have the neighbors question your entire life.

The options were slim pickings. A choice between wearing a hoodie in 100 degree weather, a safety vest you swore you needed to buy the other day, and someone’s jeans that weren’t your size at all. 

“What are you doin’ back there?” 

“Looking for something to put on because I look crazy.” 

A sigh of relief washes over you as you find all the way in the corner of the trunk, an oversized gray t-shirt you didn’t even remember owning. The band printed on the front was so faded out by now you couldn’t tell who was even on it. 

Pulling the cotton fabric over your swimsuit and shimming your cover up down your legs until you’re able to step out of it, you toss it in the trunk before you slam it shut and grab a seat next to the oscillating fan he has going. The semi cool air blows your scent right in his direction and he tries to act normal about the smell of your perfume mixed with sunscreen. He yanks the short stool over to him and the wheels wobble as it rolls fast towards him and he sits down with his flashlight in his other hand, inspecting what could be the issue. The heat was starting to get to you and your head was pounding, ringing with a sharp headache. 

“Sweetheart, come hold this light for me, would you please?” 

“Y-yeah, absolutely.” 

You stand up a little too eagerly and walk over to where he was in front of the car. Joel’s hand brushes against yours as he holds out the black flashlight, his dark brown eyes glancing up at yours as soon as your skin touches. It was something you’d never felt before. Maybe it was because he was so much older and it was wrong to feel this way about your neighbor. Maybe it was the excitement of knowing you’d be thinking about this later when you were home and by yourself, taking care of this aching feeling that was growing between your thighs. 

“Point it up just a little bit more, yeah right there. Good girl.” 

At this point he has to know what he was doing to you, the smirk on his lips was a dead give away. He saw the way your eyes widened just enough to make his breath catch in his throat, but he couldn’t act on it. Not yet, at least. He grunts and groans as he starts to move stuff and loosen nuts, the same sounds you imagine echo off his bedroom walls when he’s taking care of himself. He seems like a moaner when he’s jerking off, with such a big house and just one person living there now, there was no way he was a silent masturbater. 

A few hours passed and your hair was sticking to the nape of your neck, completely drenched in sweat. He ended up finding the problem and fixing it just like that. He must know what he’s doing because he found the problem fast…a little too fast.

“Thank you, Mr.Miller, I really appreciate it. Do you have something I can drink?” 

“Oh, shit! I’ve got lemonade inside, c’mon. Ladies first.” 

Joel stands up and lets you walk past before he’s behind you, watching your amazing ass move as you walk up the two little steps to go inside the house. His hand reaches up to the wall and presses on the white button to close the garage door. Seeing the inside of his house was new to you, you’d only seen what you could inside by the front door when you walked by. The tan walls lead you to the kitchen and he points to the white counter island. 

“Sit and wait for me right here, I’ll get ya some lemonade and we can cool off.” 

His finger points to the small barstool tucked under the counter and you straddle the leather top, your ass looking so tempting. The air blows through the vent next to your leg and you shiver slightly as it kisses your warm leg, your nipples hardening under your shirt. Joel walks over to your side and stands close, the lemonade glass clinking against the counter when he sets it down. 

“So what do I owe you?” You ask, taking a sip of lemonade.

“Nothin’ consider it a favor.” 

“Are you sure?” 

You didn’t want it to just be a favor, but if he wanted to play that game, you could too. 

“More than sure, sweetheart.” 

Joel’s waist is so close to brushing against your arm, it was killing you not to move just the slightest to feel him on you. You look up at him and roll your eyes slightly. 

“What was that for?” He asks, his brows knitting together in confusion. 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” The smirk grows wider on your face before you turn the stool forward but Joel’s hand comes to your neck, right underneath your hair, and he grasps firmly before he guides you to look at him once more. 

“Think you know exactly what I’m talkin’ about.”

His words were breathy, as if he’s running out of time to talk and his lips crash onto yours. Joel’s mustache pokes against your lip as you kiss him deeper before pulling away, standing with your back against the counter, Joel right in front of you with his hands on his hips. 

“I um, I didn’t mean to do that. I don’t know what I was thinking.” Joel looks around the kitchen as if his excuse is written out on the walls for him. 

“I won’t tell anyone, I promise. You can trust me, Mr.Miller.” 

The innocent smile you flash at him causes him to chuckle and shake his head at you. Joel crosses his arms over his chest and gives a pause before responding. 

“You’re trouble, you know that? Come here.” His finger signals for you to come closer and you happily oblige. Joel’s hands squeeze your hips before his right one travels up to your neck, gripping firmly so you can’t wiggle away.

“Tell me, princess…is that what you want? You want me to bend you over the couch, touch you until you can’t take it, shove my cock in your pretty little mouth?”

Full body chills wash over you. Jesus christ, he was good. Looking at him in his eyes once more, the true nature of Joel Miller was coming out to play. The man who pretended to be an innocent, quiet neighbor, was actually just an older man who wanted to fuck you just as much, if not more than you wanted him to. A wolf in sheep's clothing.

“That’s exactly what I want. More than anything.” You grab his forearm and rub softly before following down to his hip. 

It was driving him crazy the way you were toying with the waistband of his gray shorts, the anticipation was killing him. Joel lets go of your neck and nods his head to the floor, wanting you to get on your knees in front of him. When you kneel down and sit patiently, his shorts fall right to his feet, hardened cock springing out in front of you. 

“I don’t think this is gonna fit, Joel.” 

“It’s okay, don’t worry; I’ll make it fit. Open your mouth, sweetheart.” 

Joel waits until your lips part and your tongue sticks out before smacking the tip of his cock against the wetness pooling on your tongue. His groans fill your ears like a symphony and you swear you’ve died and gone to heaven. His cock wasn’t even inside you yet and you were already so wet for him, you could feel it all over the inside of your swimsuit bottoms. You grab the base and begin sucking, taking your time so your lips run slowly over every vein, every inch of skin his cock has to offer.

The amazing work you were doing with your mouth causes him to grunt and buck his hips, ever so slightly face fucking you until he looks down with his teeth clenched from the pleasure. 

“God damn, you can take it deep. Nasty little one. Doin’ even better than I imagined.” 

The bell goes off in your head and you slowly take his cock out of your mouth and look up at him with a grin on your face. 

“You think about what it would be like to get a blowjob from me?” 

Joel scratches his beard and looks away from you so you don’t see the blush creeping on his face. 

“I do, every night. You don’t make it easier on me when I see you outside half naked because it’s so hot out, your tits spilling out of your top. You’re so fucking beautiful, sweetheart.” 

Now it was your turn to feel the heat rising in your cheeks. You always wondered if he noticed your outfits and he was giving you answers you never thought you’d get. You continue working your tongue from his balls all the way to the tip of his cock, swirling your tongue over the tip and getting any precum dripping out from the way you had him going. His hand runs through your hair and wraps around it, tugging everytime your tongue brushes over the sensitive spot right under the tip. 

“Get up, I can’t take this anymore. I need to fuck you, I need to feel what it’s like inside you.”

He helps you up and walks you over to the black leather couch tucked right under the big picture window in the living room, tossing you down onto the cushions and pulling your ass up into the air with your back arched. He watches as the swim fabric reveals your glossy cunt with the help of Joel pulling the bottoms down just to sit right below your ass.

“Are you ready to be a good girl for me?” Joel grabs your hips and leans over you, cupping your breasts and toying with a nipple as he grinds his cock against your ass waiting for your approval. 

“Y-yes, Joel. I want you to stretch me out. Give it all to me, please.” 

That was enough for him to push his thick cock deep inside you and for a moment your eyes rolled back into your skull. It was one thing having it down your throat but it was another when it feels like it's tearing you in two. Joel’s big hand spreads on your lower back as he drives himself deeper into you, giving you a moment of time to adjust to him before he starts thrusting. 

“Fuck you’re so tight, already squeezing around me. You like that, baby?” His hips slam into you with a rhythmed pace and he grabs your wrists, pinning them to your back while he goes faster. 

Joel’s balls pat against your ass with the speed he’s going and his grunts fall into sync with yours. The two of you start to move against each other and Joel pins your arms tighter to your back to keep himself steady. This was everything you wanted and more and the way your tummy was doing flips, you knew he was ruining you and this wasn’t just a one time thing. 

“Oh my god, Mr.Miller please, go harder, please. Spank me.” 

Joel’s ears perk up and he doesn’t let your arms fall to your side. He holds your wrists with one hand and begins to slap your ass, groaning with every connection his palm makes with your cheeks. You lose count after the fourth one and continue to moan Joel’s name, your pussy aching from the contact.

“I think you’re gonna get me addicted to this pussy, sweetheart. Gonna have to come over again so you can make yourself feel good on my cock, you like the sound of that, baby? I hope I ruin guys your age for you so you only want an older man deep inside you.”

You whine out and the building feeling in your tummy continues and Joel’s words almost push you over the edge. His hand lets go of your wrists and grasp firmly on your hips, slamming your body back against his. 

“I can feel you wanting to come. Is that right? Tell me who this pussy belongs to, sweetheart. Tell me” he growls and spanks you.

Your teeth clamp together as you try not to come yet but he makes it hard with the way he’s plowing into you. Gripping onto the cushion next to you, you try to answer but his moans catch you off guard and make you lose focus.

“C’mon, baby. Tell me who this pussy belongs to and I’ll let you come.” 

Joel spanks your ass again and it brings you enough momentum to respond.

“It’s-fuck-it’s yours Joel. This pussy is yours, all yours I swear.” 

The groan he pulls deep from his sternum is exactly what you need to send you over, dissolving into pleasure underneath Joel. He doesn’t stop thrusting inside of you as he finds it fascinating to watch you squirm and choke out broken moans of his name.

“It’s okay, I got you baby. I’ve got you.” He pants out and soon he’s following you, shooting his load of cum deep inside you. The two of you whimper soft nothings as you come down off your high and Joel catches his breath while he goes soft inside you, the living room falling quiet now. 

As you lay there in a daze with Joel getting off of you, he gives you another moment before he helps you up and fixes your swimsuit bottoms to where they should be sitting. You fix your hair to not look so crazy and turn around to look outside the window and over to your driveway, no one home yet. 

“Joel, would it be okay if I took a nap? You kinda wore my ass out.” You laugh and rest your head on his shoulder. 

“Yeah, absolutely. I won’t uh, I won’t make you sleep on the couch though. C’mon, come sleep in my bed. I’ll make us somethin’ to eat.” He kisses your forehead and walks you to his room. The blue walls and gray sheets invite you in and you’re drawn to his bed immediately. The pillows still fluffed and mangled from him sleeping earlier in the morning but you couldn’t wait to lay on them. He gets you all cozy and in his spot he sleeps and kisses you once more. 

“I’ll come get you when the food is done. Also, sorry I ruined your AC but at least I fixed it!” He says quickly and disappears down the stairs. 

[descendantofthesparrow]

Brutally honest thoughts on each character?

...*Each* character???? bruh thats so many, okay ill keep this short cuz im waiting for a haircut rn

well start with the vks cuz thats easy

Mal-started off strong and then just became...THE WORST, love hate relationship for her. shes my art block fix but also i hate her

Jay-i dont have strong opinions on him, he actually never stuck out to me other than 'obligatory jock dude of the friend group.' i wish i liked him more but im more attached to his fandom self over canon Jay

Evie-got boring after D1, i wish they let her keep her chemistry stuff, love her vibe but shes kinda boring to me. SHOULD'VE BEEN THE MC OVER MAL!!

Carlos- lots of lost potential with his tech stuff from the first book and movie. easily could've been an engineer or inventor but they just made him an animal lover and i got bored of that real quick.

Uma-my queen, my idol, can do no wrong i love her so much i WILL kill for her.

Harry-i love his dumbass so much YALL DONY EVEN KNOW I WANNA BITE HIM SO BAD

Gil-one of the few characters i felt actually...grew up? idk but hes one of the few characters were it actually feels like time passed for.

Dizzy-oooooooh honey, honey honey, sunshine baby, please, put the glue gun down.

Celia- they should've gone with her trailer persona. Her outfits are so bad and i wish she got better writing and designs, so much lost potential, also she should've been Jays pick.

Smee twins- why the fuck are they even here they had one line and no significance. also they should've had a Harry scene.

Aks

Ben-puppy boy, deserved to have doberman energy. got turned into a doormat by the writers and is unfairly hated.

Audrey-bitch queen, shes not a nice person and thats okay~ girlboss.

Chad- should've been the D3 villan they had that all set up in D2 with his weird ass attitude over Ben getting kidnapped on the isle.

Doug -....honestly gives me the ick, especially in D3, i HATE the long hair his actor had/has. gold is NOT his color and neither is pastel purple or green. he looked good in D1 but ICK for 2 and 3.

Jane- bby gurl, blue bird sweetheart. yeah she did some fucked up shit in D1 but she was an insecure 14 year old girl who got manipulated by Mal and other aks!!!

Lonnie- deserved so much better, shes Chinese why is she getting Japanese style stuff?!?! her plot in D2 didnt even do anything it just happened and no one cared and Jay just shoved his problems of girls playing roar onto her.

Beast- *inhale* i wanna kick his ass, and i could, lemme at him. how dare he force an entire kingdom on Ben at 16 when he didnt become king when he was 28(when he married Belle)

Belle- they took away her backbone, shes not Disney princess book worm and independent Belle. she just, lost the spark

FG- they turned her into a preschool teacher, GIVE ME MY OL COOKY FAIRY LADY BACK

Leah- *seething rage*

vk parents

Maleficent- fuckin love her, shes such a manipulative bitch and feels like a gone crazy version of a Maleficent made for kids. def not the mistress of all Evil but i love her nonetheless

EQ- shouldve been the head villain, SHE WAS THE FIRST DISNEY VILLAIN CMON! def not the same character from the animated movie but shes dramatic and sassy and i adore her.

Jafar- haha funny characature~ i wish he was more menacing like he had been. Jafar is not one of my fav villains so descendants jafar didnt exactly translate for me well.

Cruella- yeah they nailed her, no complaints about her. good design, good dialogue, good acting.

Hades- LEMME KICK HIS DEAD BEAT ASS, fucking 'daddy issues made you stronger' my butt. i hate his hair and honestly he doesnt fit the washed up punk design, he didnt deserve the speech at the end and didnt deserve to be forgiven by Mal.

Ursula- we only saw her tentacle and one line but she seemed spot on so yeah

Lady Tremaine- why the fuck was she nice in D3??? bitch is the EVIL stepmother.

Smee- spot on, i have words for his sons designs becuaee hes old not naturally white haired but hes chill, makes sense hed be a good parent, he never felt evil to me, just compliant

Facilier- such a vibe, his actor got him spot on, would've changed up his suit design but hes chill and i can see him being a family man(ignoring wicked world).

[sullustangin]

Fluffy February Day 6: Fire

SWTOR

Rating: PG, max, just Theron being a tiny bit mean to Koth and Lana (they're all friends here)

Pairing: Theron Shan/Eva Corolastor; Lana Beniko/Koth Vortena

Time: 3617 BBY/36 ATC

~~

For someone who liked rain a lot, some of Eva’s best memories centered around fires.  Not the ones that were on the ship.  The ones that were in gatherings and celebrations. 

The one on Ord Mantell where they burned her bed after getting her ship (and Torchy) back from Skavak, freeing Bowie, and capturing the Crown of Dubrillion for Risha.

The one on Makeb, when they’d figured out the game and put a bet on Imperial greed and had a great party with the Ash Angel’s crew and two rival engineering corps. 

The ones on Yavin 4, during the Galactic New Year Party and the last party – not as unregulated or as reckless as the others, but there were good memories as fireworks went off over the heads of Eva and Theron, drinks poured down gullets, and the buzz resulted in wonderfully sloppy kisses and unrestrained affection.

The one on Odessen, when the war itself was over and Eva was free and yet not. They were alive and alone and the warmth of the fire was only matched by Theron’s body heat.

The one again on Odessen when the gilded cage was shattered and Eva flew free of the hated title ‘Commander’ and ‘Voidhound,’ burning every vestige of those personages (but not the red silk robe Theron had given her).

…how could teaching two kids to roast marshmallows over a fire without killing themselves compare?

But it did. 

“Now, you just leave that right alone til it gets nice and melty – little black is fine, but you’re aimin’ for an even cook.” Corso, along with shooting lessons, was a fine instructor in the art.  Solemnly, Argo nodded and carefully rotated the stitck.

“Carmelization of the sugar,” Bowdaar clarified, as one clawed hand reached out to adjust the littlest Little Girl’s angle, so it wasn’t dipping down so far into the blue-hot core of the fire.  “I think it’s done –”

And without warning, Dyo swung the incandescently hot ball of sugar right at Guss. 

Fortunately, Guss had prepared for this.   Sure, Risha had made a snide remark at the potholders, welding mask, and weaponsmithing apron he’d borrowed from Akaavi.  She’d been shut up by the comment, “Oh, so you’re volunteering to help the feisty one put the marshmallow on the cracker?”  

Guss clapped the sandwich, with a few chunks of chocolate, together, then extended the finished treat to Bowdaar, who delicately held it between two claws, high over his head.

That didn’t stop Dyo from trying to climb Bowie to get at it, but it certainly slowed her down from burning her mouth off.

Argo, as usual, was a little more placid than his sister.  He carefully turned his stick toward Akaavi, who was brave enough to make his s’more for him.  She easily put it on the flat side of a canteen to cool off. 

Eva felt Theron’s arms tighten around her as they sat and watched in the cold autumn night on Odessen.  All Souls was approaching, and Eva would have to make her rounds for her parents…

And it had been fifteen years since Eva’s release from carbonite.  Tonight was cold, but Eva’s world – her life was so wonderfully warm.  Not least because of the living radiator that was Theron Shan – his heart and his love that kept it all going.

And the crew and their love, which also transcended five years lost. 

Just then, Risha nudged Eva’s free side with a thermos.  “Hot apple cider, grown-up version.”  Translation: shot of vanilla vodka included.

She crouched down between Argo and Dyo and carefully measured out equal little cupfuls in the metal camping cups.  “Kid edition: just warm enough not to burn your mouth on this.”

“Thank you, Aunt Risha,” piped up Dyo, and Eva could see Risha visibly melt at the sound of that little voice.  Especially when Dyo leaned into her auntie.

“Got more firewood.”  Koth and Lana emerged from the general direction of the base’s woodpile.  Camping grounds had long been demarcated for rec time, almost immediately upon arrival of the camping supplies fifteen years before as well.

Theron used his free arm to check his chrono.  “That wasn’t long – pretty efficient, Koth.”

That had been long for just collecting firewood but given that Lana was around –

“Hey.”  That was all Koth said to Theron in front of the kids, and Lana wore an appropriate shade of pink on her cheeks, not just from the cold.

Eva loved fires.  Outside of her ship.

[thisismeracing]

https://www.tumblr.com/thisismeracing/750956002607824896/just-thinking-about-miss-eloise

bb just sat eloise on her lap while she went through an merc engineering book and yup that was the first thing in hours that got elo's attention, so much so she watched a few of the figures, while suckling on her pacifier and ended up sleeping in less than twenty minutes.

and bon is like “IT WAS THAT EASY. I HAVE BEEN TRYING TO GET THIS GIRL TO SLEEP FOR HOURS AND IT WAS EASY AS THAT”

and she divulges this information to her dad over coffee after it had happened and as he tries and fails to hold back laughter is like “kiddo im not surprised you were the same way when you were that small”

☕️

Ref

YES!!!! I can totally imagine her easily falling asleep with mick while he plays on his computer/video game as well, the sounds of the engines caming her and lulling her to sleep

bby and elo being alike <3 yes to that!

[ran-orimoto]

Choose 3 jobs you would have given each Frontier memb instead of the canonical ones I don’t like.

For each of them? 3? This is kinda hard, let’s see what I can do🤣. Should I add Izumi too, though? Izumi has got no canonical aim besides her modelling part time job. In my headcanons she ends up becoming a chef bahaha XD.

• Takuya: The F1 driver, possibly in Ferrari, because it’s flaming🔥🔥🔥. This has got no sense but Takuya gives me the vibes of a F1 pilot. He has got enough fire and steam in his heart to pull it off. Next, crazy I know, is an airforce military (because of the Moon episode. Dying) and…I can’t pick another one, help! 🤣 This is happening because I like Takuya as a football player, so I’ll stop at the second one. Fail👏! No, but really. I like him in that field. I want him to show the world the most eccentric hairstyles. Ok, listen, Kouji cutting his hair; Takuya growing it out. Third…………Could he be a fire fighter ? Another dumb idea because he has got no patience. He wouldn’t wait forkitty to get down a tree.

• Izumi: Ok, so, the chef has already been said and it’s one. The second one is the lawyer, because she’s extremely diplomatic and has got oratory skills; maybe she could be specialized in international law? The third one is the languages teacher, but I’m not sure if she would like other languages besides italian. I can just embrace the idea thanks to the drama, in which she teaches italian to Takuya but I know it doesn’t really mean anything. She has lived in Italy since she was a little girl , so ,of course, she can be helpful with it. It doesn’t really mean she would enjoy other languages she doesn’t know. If she stuck with teaching italian, I don’t really know in what kind of school she would do that. Honestly, who would teach italian in Japan nowadays? Teachers from cram schools, perhaps? Who knows if Junpei actually studies italian in a cram school because his pronunciation is pretty good ahaha.

• Junpei: The architect engineer obviously comes to my mind immediately. Let my boy use as many blueprints as he wants🤣! Still, I prefer him as a train driver, ngl about this. Besides the fact a bio says he collects model trains (adorable ), he interacts with Trailmons a lot in the series and I can’t care less about Takuya winning the race in that episode. Junpei or Izumi were supposed to win that! They were the ones immediately taking the reins of the situation and riding the Trailmons. The third one is the kindergarten teacher, which makes me awe but also laugh. Big man taking care of bbies who are so small compared with him. I can’t, okay. I can’t. I think a good compendium of what he has shown throughout the series could be represented by that job: him knowing magical tricks, him having entertaining skills, him being able to lift the mood (THINK ABOUT THE LIBRARY SCENE OMG), him playing with the baby digimons at the KINDERGARTEN, him bonding with the bby Kokuwamon, him lifting the Motemon up and down, him (and Izumi) being the first ones proposing to take care of the egg bbies. And let’s not forget about his relationship with Tomoki, which shows he would also be a great elementary teacher …? THESE ARE FOUR, ZURA GAHHH. But I love Junpei in teaching and bless God most opera singers eventually land in that field when they’re older.

And Junpei could also be a carpenter or an act- TIME OUTTTTTTTT.

Can I stop here because I have no clue about the remaining ones and because you would tell I don’t care that much about them 🤣. I mean, I like Tomoki, but not as much as Junpei, Izumi and Takuya? He’s a bby but his story doesn’t make me that intrigued. But whatever…

• Tomoki: He’s too similar to Izumi when it comes to me depicting him as both a cook or a lawyer. The politician is perfection for him, but let’s also add the social worker, because he could deal with problematic kids and families? And he could also be a model for children in that way, but on a less popular scale, of course.

• Kouji and Kouichi. God Lord, I can’t really think about anything. I’m doomed. I love Kouichi as a doctor and I can’t see any other job fitting him. Instead, Kouji could be a florist too and that’s it *shrugs*. I just believe he could be a florist while being a backpack traveller, at the beginning of the carreer at least. Where would he find money ??? Kouji????

Yes Anon, I wasn’t the right person to send this ask to💕💕💕, but thank you for the ask. I’ve tried.

[annikasevenshots]

Star Trek Picard: Season 3 Episode 1 Reaction

Who's missed these from me. The screaming you all love to hate. Muah.

Beverly is so 🆒. I actually have no notes. Obsessed with Gates' hair it is On Fleek

Laris being the voice of reason and not being written out to make space for Bev? Very interesting.

Old communicator chirp noise my beloved

"No Starfleet" Picard: i know a guy 🥰 hello riker from starfleet who will contact seven from starfleet for help 😋

No one likes the phat ships 😢 Enterprise D it's okay honey we love you for who you are dummy thicc and all 🥺

RAFFI TIME RAFFI TIME RAFFI TIME

THERE'S MY GIRL

excuse me what did that orion slip in that plate to her i've watched this thrice and can't figure it out

NO??????????????????

"my girlfriend left me" NOOOOOOOOOOO??????????????

CALL ME A WEEWOOWEEWOO I AM MENTALLY UNSTABLE

GUYS NO PLEASE CMON I AM BEGGING

I DONT CARE IF SHES UNDERCOVER YOU CANT DO THIS TO MY GAY ASS HEART

GUYS PUT IT BACK I DONT LIKE THIS SHOW ANYMORE I DONT WANNA BE IN A UNIVERSE WHERE SEVENS LEFT RAFFI

I CANNOT DEAL WITH THIS I AM AT MY FUCKING LIMIT.

Ngl seeing the dramatic Titan ship pan just reminds me of the gratuitous Cerritos ship pans in LWD which never fails to make me cackle

Titan theme is so beautiful. I think it's fast approaching my favourite just behind Voyager

The way it intersects with the TNG theme? Chefs mf KISS. Hit me with that shit I want it all

Seven!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"Commander Annika Hansen" SHAW COUNT YOUR FUCKING DAYS 🔪🔪🔪

I AM AT MY LIMIT I ACTUALLY CANNOT DEAL WITH THIS ANYMORE

Thanks! I hate it!

bby laforge 🥺 for to blorbo? me for blorbo? blorbo for me? for blorbo to????????

Picard telling Seven she'd make a great captain? My heart cannot handle this shit i'm out

Seriously guys i have to do next week with heart medication i was not made to handle this shit

"Should we tell Engineering we're going at lizard space warp 9.99"

At least the show is self aware that Picard is a bit of a fossil ngl, i respect that

Shaw eating blue meat 🤢 sir tf is THAT

Does shaw season his meat with blue raspberry kool aid. Quickly

I wish shaw a very ✨die✨ ❤️

Hate how Shaw treats Seven but tbh i respect a captain that can stand up to picard and riker. Like he's not wrong they can't just abuse their power that's long gone anyway

Also sorry Picard but you have got to stop bringing your own wine as gifts not everybody wants that shit

seven being 👁️👄👁️ during the meal is a mood because same

Love how Riker and picard just barrel ahead without waiting for or checking on Seven. Especially after how awful Shaw was to her. Way to use your friends guys well done gentlemen

"Good morning, sweet girl" raffi you are killing me

How does she look so good

Raffi having her vape horgl with her on the La Sirena is somewhat bittersweet

Headcanon that there are snakeleaf vines in her room. You are not allowed to disagree ❤️

jesus christ worf mysterious handler why the fuck would you pull up that personnel file 😭

RAFFAELA MUSIKER SHARES MY BIRTHDAY??????????? YALL BE FR I CANNOT DEAL WITH THIS ANYMORE

GOODBYE I AM ASCENDING

WHAT

WHAT LITERALLY

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

SCREAMING CRYING

i. raffi. same birthday. no. oh my god. oh my god.

oh, raffi... :(

How tf is Seven around on the bridge more than the captain. They're making her the not-captain captain of the titan and for what

Seven saying what i've always wanted to say like why yes i too would like to airlock picard for his audacity

Riker: grants permission to speak freely

Seven: speaks freely

Riker: no not like that >:(

Shaw being a snork mimimimi king was not on my picard s3 bingo but you know what. Mood.

Brain is too scrambled to take in the rest but

Oh my god

Loved the music

Welcome back my space moms

Oh my god this season is killing me already

In conclusion i'm delirious because they dropped the episode at 12am after i tried to watch streams of it twice on the world's shittiest wifi whilst travelling across the country. Happy premiere day.

[cmrynclare]

taylor swift, cis woman, she/her  𖠳 ᐝ ꕀ  heads up ; if you hear GIRL IS A GUN by HALSEY blaring, it’s most likely CAMRYN CLARE making their way down the shore ! they’re 31 years old and celebrate their birthday on 08/28 - i knew they were a VIRGO ! especially since they’re very VIVACIOUS and PEDANTIC. they are from SCARSDALE, NEW YORK, staying in THE COVE and are currently working as a WRITER, here at the cape. they always did remind me of glitter eyeshadow and smudged eyeliner from the night before on your pillowcase, making chai sugar cookies from scratch at three in the morning to soak up a hangover, sitting in the sand by a bonfire replaying conversations in your head until they become warped and unthreaded, never leaving the house without your lipstick on.

OOC.

hi friends ! my name is willow and i am so excited to be joining you all in this adorable lil group with my bby camryn. have this little fast ‘n loose version of her just to get a feel for things while i do my best to get my life together and organized, lol. also, consider absolutely everything and everything wanted for my lil writer baby, and consider me stoked to get to know all of you and your babies. the ims are wide open !

GENERAL STATS. 

full name: camryn clare bewlay.

gender & pronouns: cis woman, she/her/hers.

age: thirty-one.

birthday: august 28.

zodiac: virgo.

occupation: author / writer for media outlet that i have yet to come up with the name of / former trust fund baby.

residence: cape may, new jersey.

hometown: scarsdale, new york.

sexuality: pansexual.

relationship status: single.  

top songs on spotify: serotonin by girl in red, bloody valentine by mgk, looking too closely by fink, girl is a gun by halsey, jumpman by drake & future.

character likenesses: nina riva ( malibu rising ) , leslie shay ( chicago fire ) , jane sloan ( the bold type )

ABOUT.

mentions of : neglect, cheating

grew up with a younger sibling ( i envision a sister but i’m keeping my mind ~open~ ) and her parents in scarsdale, new york, an affluent community a short train ride from manhattan. her grandfather was something of a business powerhouse, having graduated from harvard with a degree in computer engineering where he’d go on to be the president of a multitude of companies in their financial divisions. her father followed in his footsteps, running start ups and helping companies merge into bigger ones once they were on the brink of financial collapse for 8 and 9 figures. she grew up very comfortably, despite her father prioritizing business and her mother prioritizing alcohol amidst her trophy wife lifestyle. astronomical mommy issues. camryn and co. essentially raised themselves and grew up being very independent and not in the best of ways — cam had quite the taste for trouble in the back of her molars and was always talking her way out of something. wore the good girl mask, was definitely the bad girl. 

floated in the socialite circle, always in shit. think serena vanderwoosen shdfkhsdf

the expectation was to Be Great, so cam went to mit and majored in biomedical engineering

by age 25, she was engaged to a very wealthy & successful criminal defense attorney, working with a group to develop artificial internal organs / replacements for body parts. they were married in an elaborate wedding, adopted a dog together just to prove to themselves that they’d be good parents; her husband was out winning high profile cases and she was receiving recognition for her contribution in groundbreaking programs that helped the advancement of medicine. pretending to be a decent sister by taking care of her younger sibling and acting like she'd been Through More and was a Trustable Mentor despite there being Tension there. on top of the world, living The Dream

aaaand seemingly overnight, she’d woken up and her life had completely flipped on its head. her husband was now the criminal, having embezzled money from his high profile firm and involved with another woman, her dirty laundry suddenly the morning reading of all their friends-that-could-hardly-be-considered-such and strangers and patronizing family members. it was humiliating beyond all belief, seemingly stirring camryn from whatever sort of daydream she’d been living in and how her complacence had been confused with happiness. the truth was, she had reached a point in her life where she utterly hated the facade that played too enormous of a role ; she came to the conclusion she was, slowly but surely, devolving into her mother as she began drinking to numb her feelings throughout the day & engaging in a wildly lackluster affair to see if she was capable of feeling something (spoiler alert: didn't work out)

fucked right outta the city and her doctor job and holed up in the rhode island vacation home she got in the divorce. wrote close to 100 letters to herself and all the people that had a hand in fucking up her life that she’d never send, she danced on bar tops and stopped talking to her family, she realized just how inconsequentially small she was, how liberating it could be to be so small that the universe and her demons began overlooking her. she came to terms with herself, like she was more than just a copied and pasted sentiment someone had had about her once. she ditched her last name and legally became camryn clare.

began writing for The Hell of it; her networking led to career grinding in a new light, where she was able to start writing for a media outlet ( think buzzfeed meets the times idk ) and really loved it, had always found a solace in words and telling stories and thoroughly enjoyed the work they were letting her do — she got to start a weekly advice column in addition to the other stories she worked on, moving up through the company. mind you ! bestie writes under a pen name, and she just published her first novel under said pen name. could not be happier

eventually found her way to new jersey and ended up settling down for a lil bit since sis could ~ technically ~ work remotely, will occasionally take trips back to nyc for important meetings and things 

is kind of a Hot Mess Express™

definitely a workaholic / does not know how to find a healthy balance in anything, really

is the girl you call if you want someone to sit with you on your couch and get wine drunk while you accidentally burn the cookies in the oven because you are too consumed in bitching about whatever great injustice life has served up lately. is not the girl you call if you want someone to tell you everything you want to hear — if she thinks hurting your feelings will help you in the long run (even if it’s out of the best of intentions) then get ur tissues ready

feelings?? what are those??? she loves casual things but when it comes to real relationships i genuinely don’t think she knows how to navigate them and very Powerful Serious Feelings confuse / scare her

is very aesthetically and organizationally driven?? like she’s the queen of bullet journaling and having everything tick all the boxes of a sought out vibe. her shit is in Order (or at least, it is on paper)

is pretty much down for whatever, whenever

CURRENT CONNECTIONS.

tbd.

DESIRED CONNECTIONS.

younger sibling — would def need to talk more about this through dms, i'm envisioning someone femme / nb for this but i'm open. fcs with the right vibe are hunter schafer, madelyn cline, kathryn newton, lili reinhart, grace van dien.

ex husband —  love angst, so let’s get messy! i headcanon him to be at minimum four years older than camryn, just for logistic’s sake

in my 'rebounding post divorce' affair era — camryn would have found this person in the midst of her divorce proceedings, choosing to pour her time and energy into this person when she wasn’t pouring liquor with a heavy hand. it never went far — i see it lasting maybe 4-6 months? — as camryn didn’t really “feel” anything for this person, and they would have fallen out of touch very shortly after ending things. again, potential for angst. maybe your muse had deeper feelings for her? maybe they reconnect and camryn's like ...oh. sky's the limit!

someone that camryn calls late at night mostly because she doesn’t want to be alone, someone that allows camryn to come sit on their couch and vent judgment-free (or vice versa), friends that are beginning to have feelings that are not so Friendly, people that bring out the Old Camryn & are up for doing not so civil shit, fellow regulars at X Y or Z, friends with benefits, someone in need of adventure that cam’s happy to indulge, one to three characters that become something like “foster” siblings for camryn due to their closeness, neighbors, will they won’t they?, someone that camryn knows from her bad bitch days in new york

angsty shit vibes — someone that camryn has managed to push away for reasons tbd, hookup that did not land in a good place, a plot based off of sofia by clairo, a plot based off of wrong by ally hills, “bad for me but i keep coming back around” connection (could be platonic or romantic), a plot based off come back be here by taylor swift except they actually came back and it’s like wtf do we do now, someone that camryn doesn’t get along with for reasons tbd, underlying spite or frustration between or muses

[tsuki-sennin]

Disaster has struck! A silver-colored imitation of God Kuwagata has taken control of King-Ohger! Confusion, joyfulness, and now fear has overtaken the people of Shugoddam as Gira's reputation tanks once more. Racles's machinations and the sudden aggression of God Scorpion have now completely solidified Gira's image as an insurrectionist. Now yet more baffled than ever before, Gira stands by himself in the night air...

Hoohoohoooooo boy, Spoilers, I guess...

-"OH GOD, I'M A REAL CRIMINAL NOW!?"

-From one CGI shot to another.

-"Those vile Bugnarok!"

-Hail Britannia, huh Racles?

-He doesn't need the other royals anymore.

-I have to give Racles credit, he's a legitimately scary villain.

-Oh goddammit Kaguragi, what're you trying now?

-Rita's just like "This is between you two, I'm just arbitration".

-Doctor of Engineering vs. Doctor of Medicine.

-Oh hello, Dezzy. Kamji.

-Gundajim?

-Ant!

-The manhunt begins.

-Kogane's a good friend.

-I'm assuming Gundy here's our second general.

-Man... there's something so cruel about hearing a kid admit he can't see a Red get out of this one.

-I see Kaguragi's kindness isn't just limited to his subjects.

-The girlies are fightingggg!

-Yanma doesn't need chairs.

-Oooooh... Parents, eh?

-Kami Ikari...

-It was never natural.

-That's a whole ton of locusts!

-What happened that day, fifteen years ago, Himeno Ran will never forget. After all... it was the day her mother and father died. In the haze of fire throughout Fraputal, medics and grieving families hurriedly ran through the shaking hall. Off to the side, by a fallen pillar and a bouquet of flowers, a young blonde-haired girl was tending to a wounded maid, her eyes occasionally glancing over to her parents. Luminaries of the world, both as doctors and rulers. It was only natural she'd do as they ask. ...perhaps by that same logic, it was only natural they'd not live to see the end of the disaster. As Mama and Papa writhed out their last breath, the hooded figure walked off. She was certain she saw them sneer as they latched onto the Shugod.

-Scorpion venom.

-Revenge ain't gonna help them now.

-"You know what, yeah! I wouldn't know!"

-"Keep working. We're taking out this trash."

-Oh fuck, Kabutan.

-Ooogh

-Beeg Bugs

-"Move it, maggots!"

Yanma: Where the FUCK is he?! Himeno: How should I know!? If Gira had any sense, he'd be out of Shugoddam! Gira: Sasoriiiiinne!

-"Shut up, you stupid bitch! Hi-yah!" (smack)

-They wouldn't tell him :<

-Nice dodge!

-Teamwork~!

-Yaaaay!

-Yanma :)

-Besties~!

-"Huh? ...HUH?!"

-"You leave me out of this, Geeks of Evil!"

-The Gods have come back~!

-Back to kicking ass we go!

-Here comes the queen!

-The sheer audacity Himeno has is absolutely admirable.

-"Oh hey Sasorinne, what's up?"

-Time for the queen to take center stage.

-For a terrifying gigantic robot scorpion, Sasorinne is quite adorable.

-"Soooo... are you dating~?"

-Can't ask for a better wingwoman than the queen.

-Let's do it!

-God Scorpion!

-Scorpi?

-Hm. Good for them.

-We did it!

-Rest in peace, Gundajim. You were kinda funny, and your salute shall not go unappreciated.

-Thank you :)

-Ahem, oh noooooo! He's gooooone!

-Oh well, at least we're better friends now :)

-Oh no

-Rita bby pls

-So like

-Is Racles gonna slaughter all of these children if Gira doesn't do the duel? That's pretty low, even for him.

-Oh shit, Racles!

-SIlver Bug~!

-Ohkuwgata Ohger.

-He really wants you to know he's the king, huh?

[alwaysbeyondhope]

Moya’s check engine light came on yesterday, along with the RAB light. It’s too early for her to be having issues - I only got her in November, my poor bby.

So now I’m at the dealership in the servicing department. Right off the bat the estimate to look at it is 230, which sucks and I’m stressing about.

I’ve been here about half an hour. Hopefully it won’t take too too long and it won’t be super expensive to fix. I just need my good girl working right without any issues.

[demxters]

girl i’m trying to save up for a car and no one told me how expensive these things are i’m broken hearted about the one with a cd player and heated seats for 495 pounds but had an overheating engine problem

bby girl i feel you on that, everything’s so expensive these days i’ll just walk. how’s saving up going??

i’m using my aunt’s old one right now and i’m also saving up for a car…. at this point is it even worth it anymore??

[roscgcld]

DAYDREAMING!READER|| camping

request: If I may request a camping take on daydream reader! Where they got some time off and planned a camping trip with the gang but Gojo being the sly guy he is, makes sure that the tents are less than 1 equal to everyone, giving Yuta and deary reader the time to share one together and Yuta in the back just flustered as hell akdjskdkd

note: note gonna lie, when i read this my went south real fast. then i spent the next 10 minutes feeling like shit for thinking like that about my comfort bby HAHAHAHA - but this request is so old i am so sorry >< luckily i managed to modify it as best as i can.

pronouns: she/her

daydreaming!reader masterlist 

“Alright, I think that’s everything.”

Megumi placed the last of the bags into the back of the van, looking over his shoulder to make sure that all of the bags were in the trunk before he closed the door with a huff. It was a long weekend in Japan; with a bank holiday just before the weekend ends. So the teachers of Tokyo Jujutsu Tech had decided that, to help unwind the students from their stress, it will do them some good to go out and enjoy nature. 

It was why the students, after packing their bags, were standing at the college’s main entrance; where a mini van that the college had rented for this event stood waiting for them. And just like any other activity Nanami and Gojo had been tasked with job of chaperoning them once more.  “Get in losers, we’re going shopping!”

The first years (minus Megimi) and Y/N cheered at Gojo’s shout as they rushed towards the van, the three of them ignoring a tired Nanami’s voice reminding them to be careful and not scratch the car; making his own way towards the driver side of the van. The others just shared a look with one another, quietly debating if it was too late to back out at this point. But the sound of the engine starting gave them their answer, so with another glance they made their way towards the van. Wordlessly entering and closing the door so they can start their journey.

It took about 2 hours to get to Kouan Campsite; where Nanami secure a perfect camp spot that gave a clear view of Mt. Fuji by the riverside. After the adults had handled the fees for the car and the tent sites, the students started to pitch the tents that Nanami had brought. Everyone besides Y/N, who had genuinely tried her hardest to help; but when she gave Nanami a confused but adorable smile after he spent the last minute trying to explain how to pull the tent cover over the metal frame, he had realised that she had not understood anything has been saying. So that was why she as tasked with letting Catoru out on a walk; the white furbaby happily trotting around the place in his bright pink harness whilst Y/N giggles and follows after him with her phone out as they walk along the sandy riverside. “Nanami-sensei, why did you even try to teach her how to pitch a tent?”

“She said she wanted to help..,” Nanami awkwardly replies back to Maki, who had just hauled the barbecue set they had brought from the van to the middle of their campsite wordlessly. The younger girl just gave the awkward man another look before she turned to walk away, completely unaware how her one comment had the usually stone faced man flustered. Megumi, who was helping Yuta set up the tents, gave the older man a sympathetic look whilst Yuta chuckles softly. 

He understands the older man’s pain; when Y/N wants to help, she’ll be all smiles and giggles as she insists on helping. But at the same time, it comes to no surprise that there is nothing going on behind those wide eyes of hers. 

By the time the tents were set up and the bags were unloaded, Gojo grinned as he gathered the students around to delegate the sleeping arrangements. “At the moment we only have one big tent that can fit three,” Gojo admits as he glances over at Nanami, who wanted no part in whatever plot he was cooking; hence why the blonde man just rolled his eyes before he walked away to check on the food he had prepared earlier for their barbecue. “Do the girls-”

“I refuse to sleep with that furball,” Maki said as she jabbed her thumb over at Catoru, who yowled back in response from where he was curled up in Y/N’s arms. “Why not?,” Y/N whines with a pout, looking over at Maki with puppy eyes while Maki made a face in response. She has been around Y/N too much to react to those eyes anymore. “Because - I don’t want to sneeze my nose out,” She stated simply, her simple answering causing Y/N to huff; since there was no arguing when it comes to that.

Gojo hummed slowly as he nodded, seeming to have come up with a new solution as he glances at the clipboard once more. “Alright. So Nobara and Maki then. Nanamin and I will take a private tent together, obviously,” Gojo states before he glances at the remaining students with a smile. “So who wants to share with who?”

“I don’t think there is a debate on that,” Megumi spoke up before anyone else can, jabbing his thumbs towards Toge and Yuji with a sigh. “I’ll obviously be bunking with these two-,” he started before he looks over at Yuta and Y/N, “-and they are obviously going to be bunking together.”

“Now hold on-,” Yuta uttered out with wide eyes, yet he was cut off once more by Gojo who lets out a hum of agreement. “Sounds fair! Alright then, off you all go! Don’t wander too far without telling anyone, and always bring someone with you when you want to go on a hike,” He said before he places his clipboard under his arm, and with a dismissive wave he turned to walk away; not giving Yuta the chance to argue for his case. “Isn’t Yuta-senpai lucky?,” Yuji hums to Toge as he grabbed their bags, the paler male nodding his head at his kouhai’s words as the pinkette made his way towards the biggest tent in their circle. 

Yuji’s comment had Yuta blushing up a storm as he lets out a cough, turning to look over at Y/N; who just blinks up at him curiously. Instead of saying anything Yuta just looked away and hastily grabs one of her hand, the other reaching oer to grab their duffle bags. “Let’s go and unpack,” He hastily rushes out as he made his way towards the free tent, Y/N following him wordlessly with Catoru curled up in her free arm. “What’s wrong, Yuta? Are you uncomfortable sharing a tent with me?”

Yuta just gave her a glance in response as he opens the flaps to the tent for her, letting her enter before he tied off the main protective flap to leave it open. “It’s not that,” He started with a sigh as he zips the bug trap up, making sure it was secure as he places the bags to the side. There were two low-set camping beds that Yuji had made, having pushed them together in a corner neatly so the others can move about and set the tent up as they please; which Catoru was sniffing at curiously after Y/N unclipped him from his leash. “I just...well, we are on a school camping trip with the others and-”

“But we’re dating,” Y/N replies back with a childish pout, having settled on the edge of the camping bed; where she crossed her arms over her chest as she lets out an annoyed huff. Immediately Yuta lets out a soft groan, knowing that he needed to fix this ‘mess’ before it gets out of hand. So he wordlessly walked over and squats before the pouting girl, reaching over to cup her puffed out cheeks in his hands. “No, Y/N...it’s not that,” He sighs, knowing her mind must be wandering to a few unsavoury outcomes by his reaction. “It’s just...well, this is the first real school trip since we’ve gotten together. I just don’t want them to get the wrong idea...and make you feel awkward to be around them.”

At Yuta’s quiet confession Y/N just gave him the confused smile she gave Nanami, but the dark haired male just stood there in flustered silence as he watches the gears in her head move. He gave her a few more seconds to process his words like she always does, and got his answer when he felt the palms of his hands grow warmer in response. “Did...did Gojo-sensei make us...sleep together?,” Y/N manages out with wide eyes as she stares up at Yuta, who slowly looked away with a cough. 

His silence seems to give her the answer, to which Y/N lets her mouth fall open, an awkward noise falling free from her lips instead. “The others probably think the same too,” Yuta continues with a sigh as he carefully brushes her hair away from her face, giving her a soft but genuine smile whilst she shyly peaks at him from underneath her lashes. “I just didn’t want to put you in a position where you feel awkward. It might ruin all the fun of the trip, being the centre of everyone’s playful jabs.”

Quietly he gestures for her to get up and off the beds, lending her a hand as she crawls away from where she was seated so she can sit on the tarp flooring of the tent. “Now, just sit there for a moment while I unpack the beddings. Just so we can unroll it to get into bed easier later,” Yuta said with a smile as he unzips his bag, pulling out the blanket and blow up pillow he had packed for the night; setting it on one end of the bed before he opened Y/N’s bag to grab hers. He’s pretty sure if he tries to separate the beds, Y/N will actually throw a hissy fit

Y/N watches Yuta from where she was seated as he sets her things out onto the free side of the camping bed (a fluffy blanket, a strawberry-shaped pillow, and a another cat pillow for Catoru to sleep on, and one sizable stuffed animal), the taller male having not noticed the look at she was giving. Wordlessly she shifted onto her knees before she shuffled forward, huffing softly once she reached his side as she rests her chin onto his shoulder. Yuta, who had briefly leaned down to check on the sturdiness of the bed, paused at the feeling of a warm body pressed up against his from behind. Curiously he looked over his shoulder to look at her, curious as to why she was suddenly cuddling up to him. “Y/N? What’s wrong?”

“...nothin’,” She mumbles softly after staring into his eyes for a few moments, a soft smile tugging at the corner of her lips while he just raises a curious eyebrow at her. “Just wanted to cuddle, that’s all,” She mumbles with a giggle as she wraps her arms around him from behind, her sudden movement causing Yuta to blink before letting out an amused chuckle of his own. “Alright, why not?,” He hums with a smile before he carefully shifts, sitting down on the bed before he opened his arms for her.

“Come here, you big baby.”

Y/N lets out a soft giggle as she shifts and happily sat herself on his lap, her face immediately finding its way into his neck as he wrapped his arms around her in return . “What’s gotten into you?,” He hums as he rests his hand on her thigh, warm finger tracing pictures along her skin as Y/N reaches her hand up to grip at his shirt. “As much as I enjoy cuddling, this is still very sudden.”

“I’m just really happy,” Y/N mumbles as she shifts so she can look up at him properly, a warm smile tugging at the corner of her lips. “Just...this is the first real trip that the both of us get to go on together,” She admits with as soft giggle as she gently kicks her legs out, her little action causing Yuta to chuckle as well. “Even though the others are gonna be on our ass the entire time?”

“Come on, when are they not?,” Y/N comments with a giggle as she looks up at him with a wide smile, one that had him pausing before he gave her a loving smile of his own.

“Besides, how bad can it be?”

The rest of the afternoon had went by in a blur - after spending a day playing in the pond and running about the beach, the young sorcerers retired for the day with a barbecue dinner that was prepared by Nanami and Yuji. “Ah~ This is a nice way to end a long day!,” Gojo sighs out happily as he cracks open a can of soda, grinning at the students that had gathered around a battery powered heather that Megumi had brought along. “A nice dinner by the river side with a gorgeous view...can’t get any better than this.”

“A relaxing evening that you did nothing to contribute to,” Megumi pointed out as he passed Gojo, smacking the back of his head with the towel, since he had just returned from the shared showers. “Ouch! Hey, I did help! I paid for the spaces!,” Gojo whined with a pout as he looks over at the younger scowling man with puppy eyes, Y/N walking up behind the both of them with a giggle. She handed over the freshly cleaned corn for Nanami to grill, the older man giving her a smile in thanks as he carefully set it on the free side of the grill. “You are too mean to him, Megumi-chan.”

“He doesn’t need another person to stroke his ego,” Megumi commented as he made his way into his tent, ignoring the whining Gojo as the others just watched the interaction in amusement. Because Nanami continued to grill food, the others soon started to slowly started to make its rounds with the others; and soon everyone was laughing and enjoying a nice meal with each others. It was a nice change of pace for everyone - Yuta had recently returned from an individual mission, whilst Maki had put Y/N and Toge under a strict training schedule for the last few weeks. Megumi and Nobara had been tasked to find one of the Curse Fingers that one of the elders had caught wind of. And Yuji - poor Yuji - had been stuck going through another ‘training’ session with Gojo.

So it was the first time in a very long time that they get a breather, away from the responsibilities - enjoying some freshly grilled meat whilst listening to the quiet sounds of the river lapping at the side of the shore. Y/N, who had went around handing meat out to others, happily skipped over to Yuta before she plopped herself down into his lap. The other students gave each other amused glances at the sight of Y/N happily cuddling the chuckling teen; not at all caring about the others around them. 

“Stop it you two. You’re going to give us diabetes,” Gojo teases with a grins after he swallowed his bite from a chicken wing (and after complimenting Nanami, who had marinated the chicken the night before). Y/N looked away from Yuta with a giggle, happily wrapping her arms around his neck as she presses another kiss to the blushing man’s cheek. “No way! Did you see how cute he was today? He was such a sweet cat dad!,” Y/N coos, thinking back to earlier in the day. Catoru, who had been wanting to swim but kept running away because of the cold, kept crying from where he was standing at the the river shore. The others kept ignoring him, since Y/N had left with Nanami to get drinks with others and can’t whine at them about it. 

But Yuta felt bad, so being the responsible cat dad he was, allowed the furball to crawl onto his shoulders and spent about 30 minutes with him there until Y/N returned to teach him how to swim. The white furball was currently curled up in an extra towel that Yuji had, purring his heart out near the electric heather after getting a brief bath and brush from Y/N. And because of how ‘sweet and caring’ Yuta was, Y/N had been showering the shy man with more attention - as if she isn’t stuck to his hip on a normal day. “You two are always all up on one another. Did you guys forget that we are here?”

“To be fair, you were the one who didn’t let Y/N-senpai sleep you,” Megumi commented from where he was seated next to Yuji, smirking over at the annoyed glare that Maki tossed his way as he tilted his head back to take a sip from his bottle of water. Hearing their words had the others laughing along while Y/N and Yuta just shared a shy look between one another, still finding it quite embarrassing that the others seemed to be on the same page when it came to arranging for the both of them to share a tent. Or they had a rough plan on how they’d force the two of them together. “Yeah, well - you still don’t want to see your kids getting lovey dovey with one another in front of you.”

Nanami, who had finished grilling, thanked Yuji for handing him a plate of food that he had saved for the blonde man as he settles down in a free foldable chair next to the couple. Quietly thanking Yuta when he was handed a chilled bottle of beer, cracking the lid open with a bottle opener carefully. “Whatever the case is, keep it down when we go to bed,” He commented simply, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips when he heard Y/N’s whine; one muscular arm reaching up to block her slaps at him so she did not knock his food off his lap. “Now that is rude, Y/N-chan.”

“You are being mean first!,” Y/N huffs back as she turned away with a pout, only to pause because Yuta had told her off quietly to be nice to Nanami since he had cooked dinner for them. So the young girl just huffed and looked away with a pout, completely unaware of Nanami’s amused stare from where he was enjoying his hard earned meal. The others just watches the young couple in amusement, finding the two of them so amusing to tease. 

And hopefully, if all goes to plan, tomorrow they will get great content to tease them about.

The next day Nanami had decided that it would be nice to bring the kids out on a morning hike to catch the sunset; so he had sent everyone off to bed early and to remind them that he will be going around to wake everyone up. And knowing Nanami had never lied before, the students took his advice and retired to bed a lot earlier than they’d usually do. 

It didn’t take long for the morning to come, and Nanami had gotten up on time and gotten ready for their hike before they made he made his way out of the tent; leaving a whining Gojo behind as he went to check on the students. Yuji and Megumi had gotten up and were currently attempting to wake Toge up. Maki, on the other hand, had started up a camping stove to boil water, deciding to make some coffee. After Nanami had gotten confirmation that Nobara had went to wash her face at the public bathrooms he made his way towards the last tent, calling out to the two of them to wake up. 

“Y/N? Yuta? Are you two awake?”

A sleepy groan from a much deeper voice was the only answer, to which the older man sighed before he closes his eyes for a few moments. Quietly apologising to the couple he gripped the bottom of the zip of their tent before he pulled it open slowly; alerting the others on the camp site to rush over so they can peer inside the tent as well. The first thing that came into sight was Catoru, who meowed in response at the sight of all of the eyes staring down at him. The two who are living inside the tent was still curled up on a lump on the camping beds; a lump that was starting to shift since the other students took a unanimous gasp. 

Nanami gave the students an unamused glance before he sighs, looking back at the shifting bed. “Apologies for opening the tent, but I didn’t get an answer from either of you besides that miserable groan,” Nanami said, his loud voice causing more shifting before Yuta lazily pushed himself up from where he was sleeping. It wasn’t the first time that the others have seen Yuta woken up - with how much he has to travel, he tends to fall asleep in places like the bus or in the classroom whenever he has the time in between to catch a class or two. So Yuta’s confused and sleepy face wasn’t the thing that had everyone freaking out.

What had everyone freaking out, including Nanami, was the fact that he woke up seeming to be naked.

“What the fuck?!,” Yuji gasped out in shock at the sight of a shirtless Yuji blinking sleepily at the people who were staring at him with wide and shocked eyes. The dark haired male didn’t understand what was happening as he gently shifts to sit up, carefully shifting his other arm from underneath Y/N’s as she stirs with a tired whine. “Why...are you yelling?,” He groaned out sleepily as he shifts, the fluffy blanket he was using sliding lower down his body. 

This action had the girls screaming out from shock as they averted their eyes, Toge letting out a soft whoop in response; all of them being shushed by a blushing Nanami. “W-Where are your clothes, senpai?,” Megumi mutters out as he looks away with blushing cheeks as well, tensing up when he heard a familiar female voice along with the sound of the cot shifting underneath a weight. 

“Why...is everyone yelling?”

Seeing another head bobbing up beside Yuta’s had everyone yelling and Nanami letting the flap of the tent down, the adult shuttering with wide eyes as he ushers for everyone to leave the tent immediately. The only person who stayed behind was Yuji, who looks over his shoulder at the chaotic group before he peeks into the tent once more; giving the bewildered couple a smile. “Yuta-senpai, did you catch a cold? I am sure giving up your jacket for Y/N-senpai was not the easiest thing to do. It was pretty cold last night, after all.”

It took a few more minutes for Yuta and Y/N (now dressed, by the way) to leave their tent with Yuji in toe. The bright man was happily cuddling a purring Catoru as he gave a brief rundown to Yuta and Y/N about why everyone was reacting the way they did; since at the moment both the other students and Nanami were profusely apologising to some camping security guards who had rushed over at the sound of all the screaming. 

After a round of coffee mugs were handed about they had all settled before the battery powered heater once more; all of them refusing to meet each other’s eyes. Yuta, on the other hand, was actually the most annoyed one out of all of them; which was the reason he had let out an annoyed sigh as he pinches the space between his eyes. “You guys are telling me that you thought, out of all of the things, that the both of us had sex in a tent? While all of you were around us?”

The silence that answered him gave him all the answered he needed; yet he still let out an annoyed sound as he gave Nanami a look of disbelief. And for once the always calm and collected Nanami just looked away with an awkward cough. “Even you, Nanami-san? We are on a school camping trip, for crying out loud! And I am very sure that we are the last people who’d be into exhibitionism,” He muttered, his words causing Maki to give Toge a glance before she spoke up from behind her coffee mug. “It’s always the quiet couples who are the freakiest.”

“You know what, Zen’In-”

“Alright - no more fighting,” Y/N sighs from where she was sitting before she got up quietly, placing one of her hands on the small of Yuta’s back to calm him down; giving him a soft smile when he turned to face her. “Misunderstandings happened, but everything is all cleared up now,” Y/N stated simply before she turned to Nanami with her usual smile, one that had the blonde man peeking at her from the corner of his eye shyly. “Nanamin, we are supposed to go hiking right? Can we still make it for the sunrise? It’ll be a waste if we can’t go anymore~”

With the help of Y/N and Yuji’s bright personalities, the two of them managed to drag the others out from that awkward slump and towards the hiking trail that Nanami had mapped out earlier. And although Yuta was still a little miffed by the entire thing, the others still slowly but surely returned back to how they usually were once more. The mood did return, however, when they returned to the camp site. Since someone had to stay back with all the valuables (and because Gojo had slept an hour before they needed to leave and can’t be bothered), Gojo was enjoying a can of soda when the others had returned. A wide but curious smile on his face as he asked about all the commotion that was happening earlier into the day.

Even after finding out everything that had happened, it took Gojo about 20 minutes to stop laughing. The 20 minutes that the others (excluding Yuta, Y/N and Yuji) took to make breakfast for their group while Gojo tries to catch his breath. “B-Boy oh boy - I wished I had seen it all,” Gojo gasped out through a laugh as Y/N, who was seated next to Yuta on the tarp covered floor, giggles. She was currently carefully brushing Catoru’s fur to get rid of all the random seedlings, leaves and branches that had caught onto his white coat, since she had decided to bring him along with them on their hike. And unlike his human counter part, Catoru was quite excited to explore the brand new environment around him. “I don’t think Nanamin would have let you live if you’ve seen that.”

“Are you guys done with your story-time?,” Nanami asked with an aggravated sigh, his cheeks burning at the words he had caught leaving Y/N’s mouth; the young girl just giggling as she thanked the older man for handing her with a simple bagel with her usual fillings. Gojo just grinned before he pretends to reach up to pull an imaginary zip across his mouth, a grin that just widens at the annoyed glare Nanami tossed his way before he caught the plate that the blonde had unceremoniously dropped into his outstretched hands. “My my~ So much temper for such a nice morning.”

Nanami just tossed a balled up tissue at Gojo’s head, one that he had allowed to pass through his Infinity and to hit him on the side of the head; the white haired man and Y/N just laughing at Nanami’s flustered glare before he returned to the task at hand. Y/N, after letting out her last giggles, decided to stop and play peace maker once more; making sure that no one tried to go for the other’s head so they can all enjoy the rest of the trip.  

Yuta would say this though - out of all the things that had happened, he would definitely say that being able to feel the tangible awkwardness basically radiating off each person (besides Yuji, who had realised that Y/N was wearing her Melody themed sleep wear), was one of the best things he could ever ask for. 

Maybe he should do more spontaneous things with Y/N more whenever he is around the others. Just so he can see their reactions and have more ammo against them.

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do u have any kanto manji mikey with a gf hc?? ily have an awesome day bby!!

Sorry, I'm so sorry this took so long to answer 🥲🥲 My thesis is killing me y'all, but here's what I came up with:

Okay, realistically I don't think Mikey would try for a significant other at this time in the story, but IF he did have one:

-You'd be the one he cannot lose. No matter what he might think is best for you and everyone else, no dark impulse could ever allow him to let you go.

-You made sure that he knew you weren't going anywhere. Despite all his efforts to make you believe you deserved someone better, you fought to be by his side.

-With Mikey changing so fast, not only was it concerning, but it scared you that one day he might lose himself completely.

-So you stay, and struggle to keep whatever's left of your Mikey intact. You spoil him, and try to be whoever or whatever he needs, at times even at the risk of your own sanity.

-See, Mikey loved to ride at night, at ungodly hours. Those were the times he'd feel his brother and Baji's presences the most, riding and laughing alongside him. And, since you're his person, he made sure to take you along too. Doesn't matter if you were asleep or tired, you're coming.

-Yet no matter how much you hate waking up to his roaring engine just outside your window, you couldn't help but treasure the night rides. They're the only moments when you can feel "Manjiro", the boy you fell in love with, the boy who, day by day, you can feel slipping from your fingers like sand.

-You can never see his face during the ride, but he talks to you. Slow, deep, sincere. He tells you fond stories of his childhood, of Baji, Shinichiro, and sometimes even Sanzu. And you knew, everytime he says their name, that he's smiling.

-His voice gave you hope, that maybe you wouldn't lose him in the dark, or that things will be as they should someday. That maybe if you loved him enough, it would be okay.

-But that sliver of hope wavered like a leaf in autumn, battered against everything that's changing so fast. Mikey pushed, no, beat his friends away. He pummeled more people by the day, the light in his eyes fading faster with each body added to the pile.

-It was at that time, fear started to poison the love you had for Mikey. The more violent he became, the more fear festered within you. Painful. Suffocating. Threatening. He would crawl beside you at night, blood all over his hands and face, only to kiss and hold you as if nothing happened. As if the reddish brown blots on your sheets and skin didn't make you sick.

-Forming Kantomanji was the last straw. He'd done it again, claimed an entire prefecture with his unparalleled strength. Nobody's tried to stop him, nobody could. This time, not even you.

-Sanzu stuck to him like a bad smell, always arranging fights to keep smaller gangs in line. Made Mikey more bloodthirsty than he already was. And gradually got you out of the picture.

-It only took Mikey, in his fraying stupor, to aim his fist at you before you decided enough was enough. You looked into his eyes that very moment, heart shattering to see the confusion, the anger, the fear within them when he finally realized who he was about to hit. He looked every bit a scared child.

-But you just couldn't reach out and hold him anymore. Couldn't tell him it was okay, because it's not. The Mikey you know would never lay his hands on a girl, much less you. That was when you knew it was time to choose.

-Stay with Mikey and watch him be reduced to the monster everyone thinks he is? Risk losing your own mind and live in pain, knowing your love couldn't keep him together?

-Or put yourself first for once, and walk away before he goes far enough to go through with hurting you?

Thoughts.

[sullustangin]

Fluffy February Day 10: Thunder

Fandom: SWTOR

Time:  3660 BBY/7 BTC

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Credits in.  Credits out.

A line through the books in smuggler’s ink, a proprietary formula.  She might yet patent it.  Could bring in more credits, if the patent office wasn’t linked to the government archives… or any government entity.

“Mama?”

The tiny voice echoed through the silent hallways of the ship, louder than usual without the ambient noise of the engines.  Athene checked the chrono in Virtue’s Thief.  Hadrian was probably well asleep by now, as this little one should have been.

“Master?” the HK-51 unit looked over at her questioningly, waiting for her word.

“I got this one, Huck,” she replied as she got to her feet.

The name had come from Eva, who had decided that Eitch Kay was too troublesome to say – and so Huck it was.  

The droid turned to face forward again in the co-pilot’s seat.  It had taken to sitting here while she was the only one awake and working, after it had patrolled the perimeter and done bed bedcheck.  It was almost as if it wanted company.  

“Mama?” a second time, a little more urgent.

“Coming--!”

Athene didn’t want to keep Eva waiting or to risk waking Hadrian.  It was the first time they’d been in a starport for an extended period for years, and he was doing his best to make the most of that time on the ground: get parts, hit up job boards, get a feel for what the locals were looking to run on and off planet …

And run after one particularly high-octane toddler.

No, amended Athene as the door to Eva’s quarters slid open and the light came on, 30%, not too dark but not too light.  She was a little girl, increasingly, these days.  More sure on her feet, fewer periods of chubbiness to herald a massive growth spurt or developmental leap, less dependent on her parents, increasingly wanting her own way –

But in the end, when woke up from sleep, she still wanted her mom. The girl was already sitting up and reaching for her.

“I’m here.”  Athene sat on the edge of the bed right beside her little one, and she hugged her tightly.  “What happened?  Bad dream?”

Eva shook her head, dark eyes huge in her small head.  “No.  Listen.  Are we being hit?”

Athene tilted her head to listen.  

“Is -is-it like a asteroid field?”

The gentle pinging across the hull of the ship did sound an awful lot like debris.

Athene didn’t answer her right away.  She sat and listened in the silence of her daughter’s room.

…she’d been born in space.

…she was three years old.

….and this was probably the first time they’d be grounded for more than a day in…

“Baby, it’s just rain.”

Eva looked at her blankly.  “Like in the books?”

Like in the… Hadrian and his trashy skypirate novels.  Eva couldn’t read them yet, but she could see the covers.

Then there came a deep rumble.  Eva tensed up, alarmed.

“That’s – that’s thunder. It’s when the clouds bump into each other.”

Eva still looked at her mother, disconcerted by the strange sounds.

Athene sighed, just a little, and then got to her feet.  “Come with Mama.  Let me show you.”  

“In the cockpit?”  Eva was already scrambling out of bed,  now excited to be up and out well past her bedtime.  

As Eva greeted Huck, Athene opened the viewport covers, enabling them to see out of the transparisteel. Once they were uncovered, Athene turned on some of the external running lights on.  Not too many though – didn’t want to wake the next ship over, if they’d forgotten to close up shop.

Then she hoisted Eva up onto her lap.  “Do you see it?  The water?”

“Falling out of the sky…” Eva watched the water hit and splatter across the hull.  “Are there clouds?”

“Yes, but it’s dark out – we won’t see them,” Athene explained, pressing her chin against the soft, thin hair – still very baby-like in that area.  “If the clouds are here tomorrow, you’ll see the rain better then.”

Eva’s head nodded up and down once, and she continued to watch the rain.  Almost instinctively, she curled into her mother’s lap.  

Just as Athene thought that Eva had lost the fight to sleep, the little voice piped up.  “What about that noise?”

Athene perked her ears toward the other sound that seemed to echo through the ship.  “That would be Daddy, snoring.  Sounds like a bantha doesn’t it?”

Eva giggled, and Athene smiled at her momentarily snuggly girl.

~~

@fluffyfebruary

@ayresis @starlightcleric @ermingarden @bluephoenix1347

@swtorpadawan -- Athene finally spoke to me.

[twigg96]

Hey 👋 I was wondering if you wanted to do a hc with the boys dating an American girl (Midwestern specifically) seeing as 2 of our bbys are Scandinavian

Hello my lovely. Of course I want to ❤️ although I’m going to tweak your request ever so slightly and make our protagonist non-binary for the fact that I would like to include everyone in these HCs ❤️ I truly hope you understand Anon.

Nathan- The Midwest is the home to Blues and Jazz. Both genres that Nathan has a profound respect for. When Nathan first starts seeing his partner he uses them as an excuse to see some of his favorite Jazz and Blues Musicians. Taking them to concerts all across the Midwest he makes excuses to stay longer and longer each time. “It’s a music *festival* Charles. You expect me to just leave before the fourth day?! Are you crazy? You must be crazy.” His friends all fall for his guise for a bit. Just assuming that he just really likes Jazz. But as time goes on and he starts making up concert names in order to go and see his S/O, the band and Charles start to become suspicious. He comes clean and brings his partner to Mordhaus to live with them.

Pickles- While he himself did everything he could to get out of the Midwest, he doesn’t hold it against anyone for living there. Although he does silently judge them a little bit. So when he meets his partner for the first time at a Snakes concert he is quick to judge them for not running off with him. Years later when they meet once more and he’s in Dethklok, he still slightly holds this mentality but realizes quickly that when he and his S/O are together he feels like home. Not the yelling, accusatory, nasty home he was raised in. No. A safe, secure home. One that he was heard and valued. Pickles loves his partner. He loves their accent. He loves making inside jokes with them that only they would ever understand. He loves picking on them and teasing them for not leaving the Midwest sooner but they also love teasing him for leaving. It’s a very loving relationship.

Murderface- Detroit, Michigan is the car capital of the world. He goes every single year to the city to see all of the car shows in the area and to see and test the newest models of the cars he loves most. A total gear head themselves, his partner met William at one of these shows, getting into an argument with him over which engine was the best, Chrysler's 3 L, or Fiat's newest line of Electric engines. To no ones surprise Murderface insisted that Chrysler was the better more superior car, his soon to be partner on the other hand insisted it was the electric. In order to prove it, William bought one of each car, gifting one to his S/O and immediately started racing them down the streets of Detroit. They spent the night in holding together. Laughing and talking shit on shit cars. Once they made it official they made their regular dates car shows or just visiting dealerships all over the world, they did the same old song and dance, knowing much more about cars than even the dealership owners sometimes they were quickly given access to the keys of the most expensive cars on the lot for not a ton of money if any money at all, bragging about their spoils to the others back at mordhaus.

Skwisgaar- He always found that Lake Superior was the most tranquil place in US. It's whistling pines, rocky landscape, and icy wind no mater what time of year it was reminded him of home. Not that he became homesick often. But when he did it was for the simplicity of it all. The silence of the woodland. The cool chill of the artic wind. He bought a "vacation home" there years ago. As soon as he could afford the luxury. It was his favorite place on earth and where he retreated to most these days if he wasn't immediately recording an album. It was where he had hidden away his partner hiding them away, meeting them there under the guise of a one night fling when in reality he knew differently. He knew that with Charles' help he and his S/O were safe from prying eyes. They took long walks on the shores of the lake, watching the water lap the rocks, neither swam unless it was the heat of summer then they didn't bother bringing swimwear. There was no need. Their time together was short and sweet. They could waist no time with formalities, even if Skwisgaar would have loved to. If he could have lived comfortably for the rest of his life with his S/O he would have moved in to the tiny vacation home perinatally with them, only visiting mordhaus when summoned. But he felt that was an impossibility with his lifestyle. As well as dangerous for his partner. So he resigned himself to meeting as much as possible and living as he always did inside Mordhaus.

Toki- To say that Toki hadn't always had a little kink for accents was a lie. He went wild for them. He absolutely loved listening to the diverse American language, hearing how the accent can change from one end of a state to the other let alone the country. It fascinated him. One of the most unique of all, the Midwestern accent was mind boggling to him and if used right, quite the turn on. Pickles' accent had always intrigued him, and while he was never exactly turned on by it, except that one time but that was a story for another time, he found his partner's accent to be perfect. Most people didn't find a heavy Great Lakes accent to be a turn on but to Toki it was. He couldn't explain it anymore than someone could explain why they might like a his accent. His partner's accent was thick. Much thicker than Pickles' even. He loved the way they took him to games in their home city and even got into fights over which team was the best. He loved how aggressive and possessive his partner could be of everything they loved. Including him. He remembered the first time he introduced them to Dr. Rockso his S/O literally lifted his much taller form onto their shoulder and got into a yelling match with the clown, stating that he better not hurt their baby ever again or it would be his last. They finally came to an agreement to be tense friends but Toki remembers being worried they wouldn't for a moment.

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class 1A goes to pride

some 1A headcanons (plus some teachers lol) abt them going to pride and loving it !!

warning: longgggg post

·       Yagi is so awkward bc he doesn’t know what to do ???

·       Eventually he musters up the courage to buy himself a pan flag and wear it as a cape

·       Aizawa and Yamada go together and accidentally run into their students

·       Aizawa is dressed pretty lowkey

·       Meanwhile Yamada is in full pride regalia

·       Platforms, booty shorts, crop top, suspenders, more pins than strictly necessary

·       He’s living his best life

·       The whole of 1A is there except for Kouda and Tokoyami

·       The atmosphere of pride is a bit much for them so they stay at the dorms and eat the rainbow cupcakes Satou made

·       Mina does facetime them for a little bit so they can experience the festival from a safe distance

·       Ochako is texting them so many pictures

·       No cops at pride, only Shouji

·       Hitoshi and Kirishima have both been to pride before and are all about it

·       Of course erasermic would take their son are you kidding ???

·       And Kiri’s moms had this boy in a stroller as they walked around

·       It’s one of his earliest memories

·       Izuku is SO EXCITED

·       He’s got bi flags on his cheeks and one of those “be a nice human” shirts on

·       Todoroki bleached and dyed the red half of his hair rainbow

·       He is unironically wearing rainbow pants he found somewhere

·       Aoyama did his makeup

·       His scar is now a galaxy

·       He’s never been so happy with his appearance

·       Ochako wears her flag like a cape and high fives everyone else who does the same

·       (Yagi is so happy when he gets a high five, but also a bit sheepish)

·       She tried to get Iida to put confetti in his engines so they’d fire out glitter whenever they were on

·       He said no

·       Bummer

·       Iida does not have a label for his sexuality but he does wear his pronouns (he/him) on a pin to help with normalizing it and giving courage to his friends

·       He also brings water and snacks to make sure everyone stays healthy (Momo and Tsuyu do this too)

·       (Also Bakugou but he’ll deny it)

·       Tsu uses they/she pronouns interchangeably and wears them on her shirt like a badge of honor

·       She also has fashioned a lesbian flag into a skirt

·       Lesbian themed flower crown as well bc cottagecore vibesssss

·       She would bring her siblings if they asked

·       WAIT OKAY IMAGINE ERI GOING ONCE SHE GETS A LITTLE BRAVER

·       Anyways lol

·       Hagakure turns herself into modern art

·       She is the color spectrum

·       She’s also wearing so many glow sticks ???

·       Ojirou also has glow sticks around his tail and he’s got a crown of them

·       He wears white so he can have people sign/write messages on his clothes so he has a memorial of the event

·       Satou is chugging sodas and slushie’s and he’s cheering so loud at the parade

·       He’s singing along to all the songs and dancing way harder than he needs to but everyone is into it

·       He’s started so many dance circles on accident

·       JIROU IS A USELESS LESBIAN

·       Girls in tank tops and crop tops and booty shorts and gogo boots ???

·       Her brain is mush

·       Imagine her when she sees Momo, the most beautiful woman EVER, all dressed up for pride in her cute dress

·       She’s dead

·       She’s buried

·       Help her

·       Anyways lmao Jirou has turned the goth meter up to maximum

·       She really said Plus Ultra

·       She goes home with many phone numbers and several new friends!

·       She also plays some music with a street performer or two and it’s amazing

·       Kaminari wears a binder with the trans flag on it and no other shirt

·       Platform shoes? Platform shoes!

·       Sero has little space buns with NB-themed glitter in their hair (courtesy of Mina)

·       Sero is body glitter central

·       It’s not their body glitter, it’s Aoyama’s

·       (Aoyama is also body glitter central btw)

·       Them in heeled boots? Yes yes yes yes yes

·       Mina is the peak of alt fashion

·       She has a pan flag temporary tattooed onto her thigh

·       How are her heels that high? Girlboss powers bby

·       Kiri went on a speech about how manly it is to unapologetically live as your true self and got too excited and accidently ruined his shirt with his quirk so uh no more shirt lol

·       Baku is like the most lowkey dressed with only a rainbow bracelet bc he’s just like that lol

·       (if the bakusquad really wanted him to he would eventually give in and dress up)

·       I will make four companion posts to this:

·       One for the heroes

·       One for the bakusquad

·       One for the dekusquad

·       And one for my personal identity headcanons for a good chunk of the characters