#AAAAA short haired women.. | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

leffee · 8 months

Note

Alright this one is all about vinnie

- he can’t say no a lot of the time he finds it hard not to disappoint anyone so he’ll stretch himself a little thin sometimes to make his friends happy

- he can rock any outfit he’s put in with confidence he doesn’t care what it is he’ll wear it which is why he doesn’t think about the way he dresses when he leaves the house (it bothers the living daylights out of Russell)

- anytime he’s around music he starts dancing or moving without thinking about it

- he’s still in love with Sunil and feels guilty about it…

- anyone can talk him into anything if they try hard enough (for example pepper once told him if he ran with milk he would make yogurt so he did until Sunil stopped him and had to carry a disappointed/ tired vinnie home

- he’s not much of a fighter but he isn’t one to mess with when he gets pushed to far

- no one messes with vinnie he’s like the baby in the group of boys (just like penny is with girls) if they do they’ll have to deal with the boyfriend, best friend and no one hurts shahrukuh’s little buddy!

- he’s vey forgetful sometimes he’s left so many things at friends houses, locked himself out of his car, heck he’s even forgot to wear pants a couple of times

- vinnie likes flowers the different colors/types fascinate him plus they smell so good! him and penny flower pick together often

- no one can beat him at twister they’ve all tried the only one who came close was minka

- he gets to dirty without trying so none of his white clothes ever stay white at this point Russell says he’s not allowed that color anymore lol

- he likes to be squished while sleeping or in general it makes him feel safe!

- since he has no fur he often wonders what it would be like to have some and he does get a bit jealous he has tried though first with coats and other furry clothes but that wasn’t good enough so his next bright idea was to glue fuzzy things to himself (it didn’t go well)

- lotion is his best friend dry scales are no fun to deal with along with hair gel you’ll always count on him to have a comb on him though at all times his hair could be long/short but still requires a comb

- the girls will often use him as a makeup tester to see what will look good he doesn’t mind to much sometimes he actually likes what they come up with

- whenever he gets any clothes he can never find and remove all the tags or stickers m. it never fails that someone will find a tag or sticker on him somewhere

- he’s not the first one to break away from a hug and if he’s hugged long enough sometimes he’ll start to cry

- sometimes Sunil and Russell have tried to groom him but he doesn’t understand it or if he’s supposed to like it

- he also doesn’t understand women at all they scare him sometimes

~That’s all I have for now I’m sure there’s more~

Oh man, so many headcanons? And all about my beloved? It's not even my birthday 🤭. No kidding, I would happily take such birthday gift over almost anything.

yes yes exactly. We're all focused on Penny Ling (I mean she had a whole episode for her dedicated to this) but what about Vinnie? He would definitely be like that too, maybe to a lesser extent but still. He really doesn't want to disappoint anyone and might overstress himself due to that saying "no" problem. He's happy to help but also "aaaaa". I swear him and Penny are so similar in many ways, I will die on this hill

ahaha, poor Russell. I say he just can't care less what he wears, he just wants to be comfortable. In my head he very rarely wears tight things like jeans. He's all comfort over how he looks. It doesn't have to match, he doesn't care enough for that usually. Also, he's lazy <3

yesss, I mean, he literally did that. In this one episode in which the pets were looking for Minka during Biskits' party he did just that. He at least rythmically thumps his foot, perhaps even unconciously sometimes. Hearing music is distracting for him

oh? I don't blame him ;-; Sunil is great. Don't worry though, he has the power of ✨hiding his emotions✨

I see this scene so perfectly in my head xD. Just Vinnie running around with milk for hours, excitedly waiting for his yogurt. And then Sunil sees it and is very confused so he asks him what on earth is he doing so Vinnie explains. And Sunil is like "w h a t" and explains that it's definitely not how this works. In a matter of milliseconds Vinnie's expressions changes from excited and anticipatory to such big weariness and shock and literally all energy leaves him. Because he's been running for hours but in his excitement didn't feel that weariness, but now it all came down on him. So Sunil just sighs, picks him up and takes him home while Vinnie is practically limp and doesn't want to talk or think about how he just wasted so much time. At least he's getting his fitness in I suppose hehe

yeees, I agree. Kinda, but I still like it. Just, he's not the first to start a fight or anything, he's too dead inside chill to do that. But if you push him too far he's all in and will fight you and probably win because he's just this determined. The thing is, he's not physically strong, like at all, until you rail him up and those intense emotions will carry him as well as pretty good stamina. Little destruction, am I right

baby boy, baby boy! I want to protect him so much, pls heavens. The funny thing is that, as I said in that previous point, he absolutely can protect himself etc (granted, won't usually do it), but they will still do it for him. And pls I just love that "little buddy" so much, Sharukh you sly dog, you! This Vinnie-Sharukh is really growing on me

is he really forgetful or did he do that on purpose so he can have an excuse to spend more time with his friends hehe. How did he forget to wear pants though 😭. Absolutely silly. What if he just has bad short-term memory but great long-memory? Like remembering down to minutes when all his friends were born but where the hell did he leave that mug he was drinking from five minutes ago will remain a mystery.

naww, aren't they just precious? Wait, what if... since he's so fascinated with flowers he also knows a lot about their symbolism? Like, let's say that someone whom Zoe is dating atm gave her a bouquet of edelweisses and in his mind Vinnie's thinking "Why did they give her flowers that mean cleanliness?? The heck do they want to tell her by that?" He literally overthinks that so much

omg yes, that's exactly what I mean by saying that he's really flexible, the most out of all of them, and yes, Minka is second. (Penny is third, Zoe is fourth, and Russell, Sunil, and Pepper all take fifth place bc they're just not flexible at all). He can pull off pretty much every pose that requires some crazy flexibility and can twist himself into absolutely unholy positions. Like?? You're not beating that in twister. He might as well not participate because everyone knows he's gonna win. I have this vague scenario in my head that one day they all met someone and it was clear that this person thinks they have the best flexibility especially among them and takes great pride in it and is a bit overconfident with it. And surprisingly Sunil immediately pauses that and says that Vinnie is literally way better for sure. So that person challenges Vinnie to try being better than them, but maybe Vinnie is tired or something and he's just like "Nah, thanks." and begins walking away but then that person in like "Hah! I knew it, of course he can't beat me. He's afraid to even try, because he knows he's gonna lose." And Vinnie stop motionless for a second before turning his head full 180, you can almost hear his neck bones snapping. So he says he will absolutely destroy them and does just that ^^. Because if there's one thing he's good at it's being flexible

okay, listen, but what if, after he grumpily agrees not to wear white, a truly devilish idea grows in his mind. In act of defiance he does something that not even Russell expects. He dyes his hair white. Sure, it's not exactly clothes but that's the thing, he still sticks to the deal of not wearing white, but will have white hair for a while for the sheer ridiculousnes and unexpectedness of it

honestly this is my favourite headcanon from this roster because it is. just. so. cute! Yes, squish him, he's so adorable, isn't he? I want to squish him and his little cheeks. He can (and should) be used as a stress toy (bc you know, you squish the thing ayaya). As for being squished while sleeping... weighted blanket! He finds it weird to sleep without it. Give him a weighted blanket

absolutely. You can't tell me he hasn't wondered at least a few times what it would be like to be a mammal, especially since in this way he's the odd one out in their group. To have fur and warm-blood, so basically not being cold most of the time. A bonus thought, I'm not sure if this is how it would work, but warm clothes, blankets etc probably wouldn't even work on him, I think. Because the way those work they trap your body heat not allowing it to leave so you get warm, but like, he doesn't produce his own heat, so there's nothing to trap. I think about that A LOT. He can only warm himself up by using active sources of heat like the sun, radiators orrrr another person who is not cold blooded, wink wink nudge nudge. This is one of the few characteristic that I ALWAYS give him, he needs to be cold, whether he's a pet, an anthropomorphic, or even just full human. He doesn't get being warm rights

I already said somewhere that yes, he always has a comb with himself (actually I said hairbrush but that's almost the same thing so). But what I really want to focus on is the lotion. Because you are so right and I don't think I ever thought of that?? It's genius, yes, he absolutely has that and uses it a lot. Damn scales. Damn not-having-scales mammals

yeah, fair enough. He just gets to sit and do nothing while they do all the stuff, he can get behind this idea. He can take it or leave it, and he takes it. He sends pictures to the boys "How do I look? Like it?" that are mostly jokes

if it doesn't scratch him or bother him in any way I honestly don't blame him. He probably just doesn't care enough about that because if it doesn't bother him then what's the point in wasting his time on finding all those little things?

yes, please! He craves a lot of touch, my bby is touch-starved he really like physical affection but normally won't say it but at the same time once he gets it he will try to get as much as possible without verbally communicating it. And that's why he will cry if hold him for too long, bc he's desperate

ahahah, he's just like "??" or thinking to himself "Is this some weird mammal thing?". But I like to think that he would actually really enjoy it once he got used to it, maybe. I have this headcanon that kinda plays into it: Zoe sometimes tries to get her friends to go with her to a spa for a massage (and maybe other stuff, but for the sake of this headcanon let's stay on massages). And when she asked Vinnie to go with her, he reluctantly at first but agreed. And he genuinely enjoyed it so much, at least mostly. He doesn't like being touched so much and throughly by strangers, but besides that it was really nice

hehe lol

Well that was satysfying, as always of course. I have-I have so many headcanons for him, I'm not okay. Feel free to send more when you're in the mood! Whether for Vinnie or anyone else. I eat up those headcanons, they make me so happy.

#lps 2012 #vinnie terrio #asks

1 note · View note

novantinuum · 2 years

Note

🍍🍑🌽🍰🎂🍻 for the OC asks for Aryll? Any time period/age(s) you like or feel like would be most interesting :D

Aaaaa bless you friendo ;w;; Now lemme think about the most Interesting time periods I can choose for these...

(OC ask meme here)

___

🍍: Where does your OC feel most comfortable?

(All ages) Around loved ones. In the past, Aryll might've listed a specific place as her comfort zone, but since she transitioned to a fairly nomadic lifestyle so early in childhood, she's grown incredibly used to making a home in whatever environment she finds herself in. And as long as that environment includes people she trusts and enjoys spending time with, she can find her silver lining there- even within times of conflict. As such, Aryll has kinda amassed a gigantic "extended family" of friends and surrogate siblings/parental figures across every corner of Hyrule

🍑: What sort of traits does your OC look for in a Significant Other?

(Adult) Aryll (by the age of 19) has never truly had eyes for anyone except Riju. She sometimes feels a little silly about this... because how often do childhood sweetheart situations ever turn into long-term relationships?- and as such, experimented a little with dating other youth her age when she was a teen- but those relationships never really blossomed into anything. What she eventually discovered from her experimentation, though, is that she definitely is attracted to women. (She also Very Much appreciates someone who is capable of kicking her ass, but SHHH-)

Beyond this, the connection she feels she particularly noticed with Riju is that... in their blossoming friendship that started in childhood, she was one of the few people who wouldn't shy away from having deep, hard-cutting conversations about their pasts. Even before they eventually became a couple, they shared life with each other. Which... isn't something she can say about any of these other short-lived dating experiences she had. So many other people just awkwardly dance around the topic when they discover she comes from before the Calamity, that she lost her entire world when she slept for a century under the Great Plateau. This evasion of difficult topics made building a genuine connection almost impossible. Aryll really craves a partner who she can TALK about the deep stuff with, and who in turn will trust her with their own heart.

Also just on an aesthetic level, 2/3 of the people Aryll dated as a teen had red hair, so... that's also something that catches her eye.

🌽: How does this OC feel about acts of affection? What’s their favourite act of affection, physical or emotional?

(Child) Loves affection. She can't get enough physical affection. She's a huge hugger, which... many people aren't Hot about. Purah certainly gives Aryll a wide berth when she's visiting the lab with Link. Link isn't super receptive to her hugs either, finding them too overstimulating if he's not the one in control of initiating and ending them. As a happy medium, they agree to do "hand hugs" (aka just squeezing hands together) or side hugs instead- and Aryll will only initiate a full hug if she asks permission first.

🍰: What’s something your OC counts as unforgivable?

(Child) Hmm...

Part of me wants to say abandonment, but this isn't a 100% "you're instantly on the shit list" slight. It really depends on the context and the severity. (And whether or not the individual in question eventually comes back.) I say this because there is a part of Aryll who definitely has not and will NEVER forgive pre-Calamity Link for walking away from the family with no warning and no explanation and going no-contact with them. However... due to extenuating circumstances, she doesn't exactly take this out on the Link she wakes up alongside in the Shrine of Resurrection, because he's literally the only piece of home she has left in this world. Instead... she kind of deals with this situation by segmenting these two Links into different people in her head. Pre-Calamity Link is the one she has not and will never forgive. The Link she knows now... it's harder to see him in the same way, because he genuinely doesn't remember what he did.

I think this idea of "abandonment," be it literal or metaphorical... such as abandoning your loved ones in the ideological or emotional sense, remains something Aryll considers a "deadly sin" even into adulthood.

Which makes it all the more juicy that it's eventually a vice Aryll nearly steps into as an adult, when the next threat to Hyrule arises.

🎂: Has your OC have any contradictory interests or traits to the first perception people have of the? How do they surprise people?

(Child) Is a small, generally cheery child. Also has a genuine interest (that doesn't just fade as the months pass by, as some childhood hobbies or aspirations might) in learning how to use a sword and fight monsters. Additionally, I think a lot of people underestimate her at this age... and her capacity to actually survive in the wild, should she ever end up alone. She's soaked up a lot of ambient survivalist knowledge while tagging along with her sibling/guardian, like how to start a fire, or properly cook meat, or identify safe mushrooms, or which plants are edible and which can be used as medicine.

(Adult) I think a lot of people around Aryll are- due to her continuous masking of negative emotions and steadfast dedication to her training and her role as a junior ambassador for West Necluda- genuinely surprised if they ever discover the depth to which her trauma is still negatively impacting her life. Like... obviously the people around her are very much aware of her difficult past, but she becomes so good at distracting even herself from all that built-up muck that many kinda assume that she's dealt with all of it, that she's moving on. Building a new life. Aryll very much has not processed everything that happened in her childhood, though, and eventually there comes a point where new conflict threatens to drag all that unresolved pain right out into the forefront. And unfortunately, people acting on nothing but their rawest impulses don't always make the best choices.

🍻: What’s your OC’s favourite comfort ritual? How do they calm themselves down after a rough day?

(All ages) Something artistic will do the trick. She's best with simple charcoal sketches, but over the years she dabbles in painting, carving, and journaling as well.

#the ballad of aryll #aryll #jen rambles #ask meme

7 notes · View notes

idontlikepans · 2 years

Note

Tell the world more about Rei I and II

I love them and I wanna hear more.

AAAAA THANKS FOR THE ASK

𝐑𝐞𝐢 𝐈

Octavios older sister, she 'left' (was banished) the palace around age 15. She was never queen because nobody went out for her. (And yknow she literally wasn't allowed back) She made a life for herself though, she met the love of her life and they were able to provide for themselves.

Then Octavios wedding rolls around, (she had visited him multiple times dw) and she's like oh squit I gotta be there (not gonna spoil too much cuz of the fic) and then she has to leave again. Doesn't visit much as life starts getting hectic at the palace with everything going on.

One year later she gets asked to fight in the war and she's like 'wtf what war?' And everyones like 'the war lmao' anyway she agrees and finds out the whole situation. Octavio is pretty cold to her because she hadn't been visiting and ofc the whole war thing yknow. (The rest of her story contains spoilers but yeah this is good enough)

Fun facts abt her!:

She mains slosher

She's 1ft taller than Octavio (3 meters I think)

Short bob hairstyle.

Women in the Takowasa family are looked down upon due to them having birth defects, and they are very rare to come about. (It's ironic cuz the Octarian army is mainly female) so she already had a bad chance. If she would've been less rebellious she would've been queen.

Her lovers name is Nova, an inkling.

She likes crocheting.

She's lesbian!!

Although she is a great warrior she is very weak due to mutations.

𝐑𝐞𝐢 𝐈𝐈

Octavio's daughter, she's an accidental cutling. Growing up underground definitely isn't the easiest thing but she made her way through. She'd constantly be meeting new soldiers and telling them that they were friends now. Eventually she made an actual friend who she could hang out with. He was unfortunately enrolled in the military program but that didn't stop the two from finding ways to hang out. She's very into peace, and she wants peace with the Inklings quite a lot. First time Octavio gets his bass beat she just believes her point more. She's also very saddened because she loses her best friend and by that I mean he just goes to the surface after hearing the calamari inkantation. Her relationship with Octavio is also very rocky they both have different beliefs, like Rei who wants peace between the octolings and the inklings. While Octavio is still sour about what happened all those years ago. Second time Octavio gets his bass beat Rei is much angrier especially because she talked to Callie And believed Callie would help. Now she does eventually make peace between Inklings and octolings but I'm not gonna get too into detail of that because spoilers again.

Fun facts!:

She is 1ft shorter than Octavio.

Long hair and extra tentacles due to mutation.

She's omnisexual and polyamorous!

Her lovers names are: Luna, Charlie, Haruki. ( They each have separate stories so you should definitely ask about them too)

She doesn't like music too much and fun fact her least favorite song is the calamari inkantation not because it sounds bad or because she's different than everybody else it's just because it reminds her of how many times she lost. It's also ironic because she has a pretty good singing voice but she doesn't like music.

She barely has any knowledge of her aunt (Rei I)

Things they have in common:

Both very friendly.

Both are very protective of the people they love.

That's pretty much it.

Once again thanks for the ask!!!!!!

#splatoon 2 #splatoon #splatoon 3 #dj octavio #lets get lost into the stars.#Rei II #Rei l #Rei Takowasa #thanks for the ask!

3 notes · View notes

ecoamerica · 1 month

Text

youtube

Watch the 2024 American Climate Leadership Awards for High School Students now: https://youtu.be/5C-bb9PoRLc

The recording is now available on ecoAmerica's YouTube channel for viewers to be inspired by student climate leaders! Join Aishah-Nyeta Brown & Jerome Foster II and be inspired by student climate leaders as we recognize the High School Student finalists. Watch now to find out which student received the $25,000 grand prize and top recognition!

15K notes · View notes

marahuyos · 2 years

Text

All the Filipino things I noticed in the Neon Agent trailer

no one asked for this except my filo ass. but fr i found out a lot of different filipino cultures that’s been integrated into neon (but literally mostly her room alsdadl) so heres a post showing (most) of them!

Dying and bleaching your hair is a huge trend here in the Philippines to the point that you can go to a college down to the streets and you’re guaranteed to see someone with bleached hair. Since we have naturally black hair, majority of my generation risks the bleach just so they can color their hair in different colors that weren’t limited to brown and red. My personal headcanon is that those yellow bits in Neon’s hair isn’t dye, it was a bleach job that was prolly botched so she had to live with it lol

When she falls down on the bed, she says “Ay, buhay...” which if you directly translate it, it means, “Ah, life...” which is wrong in this context? “Ay, buhay” is used when someone is tired or exasperated. The only thing I can compare to this is the American “What a day...” expression? aosjdiosa

Aspin!!! so Aspins (previously knowns as Askals or Asong Kalye (Street dogs)) are a dog breed here in the Philippines. The boat behind her is a bangka (which is literally boat in Tagalog). Since there’s a lot of different seaside places here in the Philippines, I can’t pinpoint where she comes from exactly

A lot of things to dissect here! To start, you can see the scenic sunset at the beach on her wall so she definitely was raised in a seaside environment

The obligatory the guitar that almost every single Filipino learns and plays because I don’t know why. The entirety of my intermediate school to college, there’s at least two people who know how to play guitar and Neon is a sadgirl guitar player asldlsdf

THIS SPECIFIC LIGHT RING I SWEAR ALL MY FRIENDS HAVE A LIGHT RING LAIDJALDLH,,, like it doesn’t matter what profession you do, whether makeup or video recordings, you will see this light ring!!

The patterns on the rug is a traditional pattern that’s been used on carpets, clothes, and bandanas. I don’t know the name of this type of pattern but I just know that there’s gonna be a housedress/shirt/shorts that’s going to have this pattern lol

The sidetable is made out of bamboo and with a bit of searching, Cebu has a bamboo market as well as a beach. So I’m positing that Neon is born and raised in Cebu.

The basketball hoop and jersey aaaaa-basketball is like,,,, our biggest sport to the point that it’s practically culture now. All boys will play basketball and will watch the NBA religiously. There’s so many basketball teams here that I don’t doubt that Neon joined a women’s basketball team (either an actual national team or her college basketball team)

When she loses her powers, she says “Kontrolado ko ‘to.” Which means “I can control this.”

THE WALIS TAMBO AIOSJDLASDJALSL I WONT LIE THIS SHIT MADE ME LAUGH BC DAMMIT LITERALLY ALL FILIPINO HOUSEHOLDS HAVE WALIS TAMBO OR WALIS TINGTING

so walis tambo (if u translate this directly it’s “sweep tambo” but walis means broom in this context bc “walis” can be used as both a verb and a noun asljdsl) is a broom that uses reeds as the brush. There’s like so many vendors who sell these things because, well, people who make these need the money. It works as well as a broom it’s just that it may mold and rot because it is made out of natural products.

aand that’s all the stuff i found in the trailer! this is prolly not all and i may get some info wrong but i cant wait for her to be live!

#mara.txt #is this even a rambles post this is a literal analysis OAHDOSD #valorant #valorant neon #neon #trailer analysis

472 notes · View notes

peydawgz · 2 years

Note

Hello! I was wondering if I could get a Marvel matchup? My pronouns are she/her. Im 5’1, slim to athletic build with tanned skin, black, short hair, bold eyebrows, full lips and dark brown eyes. I also wear dark purple cat eye glasses. I have a quite preppy aesthetic. I wear lots of plaid skirts, knee high socks, heeled boots and Peter Pan collars. As for personality I’m very creative and curious. I spend lots time living in a world of my own discovering and exploring ideas. To the outsider I seem incredibly "dreamy" and distant, because I spend a lot of time inside my own mind musing over things. I’m very easily bored by day to day things and will zone out on the majority of people. As for hobbies I’m very interested in the visual arts. I myself am an artist working in both fine and digital mediums. I also love studying symbols through art (I’ve tried to incorporate them into my own art ya know give the viewer a sort of scavenger hunt). I also love films, books, and video games. This is to an extent of over analyzing and theorizing. Let’s just say I’m invested in stories. My favorite genres are probably myths/legends, espionage/mystery, historical fiction, sci fi and fantasy. Back to art which is what I’m studying, things like user experience, web design, cgi and graphics etc. I also love to workout and kickbox. I’d say that my greatest weakness is how distant I can be. I tend to be confused and closed off by my emotions even if I feel them deeply. I’ve got a bit of a short temper as a result. That being said I do have a very select group of people that I open up too. As for my type, I tend to look for intelligence most of all. I’d love to discuss and explore theories and ideas with people. I also would like someone where we can just be alone but together. I’m not the biggest social butterfly. Lastly, my preference is for either males of females. Wouldn’t mind nsfw either! Thank you once again!

uhhh little editors note? i went too overboard with this and i got waaay too into it so this is a long one ahahaha! enjoy!!! <3 :)))

another editors note: this does not have a set timeframe in the MCU aaaaa also theres some of my own headcannons in here

ANOTHER ANOTHER EDITORS NOTE??? WHY DID THIS GET SO LONG IM SORRY GIRL I--- SIS HELP IM OBSESSD NOW AGHJKDEEDUI

AAA! My first matchup! I'm so excited <3 !!!!! also you sound so friendly and sweet!!

I match you with...

Bruce Banner // The Incredible Hulk!

You two meet because you were hired as a lab assistant intern for S.H.I.E.L.D. through one of your classes. Shy and very scared of this new area, you were walking around with your head in your phone, trying desperately to find your rendezvous in your emails, slightly sleepy from it being early in the morning for your tour. You were not watching where you're going, though, because you bumped into someone...

You stumble backwards, and he turns and you get a nice view of him.

He's somewhat tall, definitely taller than you, but still a nice 5'9. His build is muscular, and he's wearing a lab coat. Your eyes travel to his face, his curly brown hair falling over his forehead, a cute little strand placed over his black framed glasses. His eyes were hazel? No, they appeared a dark green, emerald.

Bruce stares at you for a moment, caught in your gaze as you two lock eyes. He almost dropped the notebook and laptop he was carrying in his arms when you bumped into him, but he held on. With a nervous laugh, you manage to speak up.

"I'm so sorry! I wasn't watching where I was going, and I'm sort of new here, I don't know my way around. A-Actually it's my first day! I'm supposed to be here for a tour, but... I'm not really sure where anything is I'm-" You're cut off when Bruce puts a hand out to you with a very friendly smile. "No worries! I'm Bruce Banner. Welcome to your tour! Actually, I was just looking for you Mrs. Y/L/N!"

You blush and look down, "Actually it's just Ms. Y/L/N... I'm single." You nervously squeak.

Listen.... Bruce is not that good at signals. Or women. The whole tour went well, and you were supposed to be his assistant/intern for six months. After a week, he starts to admit to himself that he likes you. In fact, everything about you is attractive to him. When you turn in papers to him, he sees your daydreaming doodles on the margins, its so adorable. When you push up your cute little purple glasses? Adorable. You like video games? So cute. He dreams of asking you on a date, but in fear of rejection, he holds it in. Also, what would Fury say? In-work relationships are a little complicated. And she is just an intern...

You however? Totally into him. He's so dorky and sweet, and very gentle with you! He's patient, listens, and he's soooo intelligent! What more could you want? You saw the way he looked at you, and you were desperately trying to make it happen. You would flirt and compliment him, and say cute little things like "Forget hydrogen! You’re my number one element." But maybe you were coming across as too friendly? Maybe he needed a bit more of a push. Sometimes men like him can be uncertain and shy in situations; you had to be patient with him.

You knew about him... hulking out. He held it in in front of you, and you could tell. When he would get an equation wrong or mess something up doing his work, you could see his eyes... changing. He would get sort of sweaty and you could see the veins on his arms, sleeves rolled up, trying to laugh it off and say "I-Is it hot in here?" and run off into the bathroom. It only happened twice, and you didn't know what happened until it was explained to you later. Bruce fessed up, explaining his alter ego of being a hero, and the S.H.I.E.L.D lab being just his day job/hobby. You hadn't seen it at that point, and you didn't want to. It kept you on edge with him, and maybe a little frightened, even. But you remembered how he smiles at you and how gentle he is. You're sure he wouldn't hurt you.

...

Finally! The day comes where Bruce decides once and all, he'll ask you to "hang out" after work. It's now after a whole month of you working with him, and he's planned something for you. Obviously you say yes! It was just a shy question during your lunch break.

"It's a friday, right? Are you.... doinganythingtonightat 7?" He asked, very quick with his wording, face flushed red in embarrassment, staring downwards at his sandwich. "Not at all, Bruce. Why?" You reply slyly, knowing he was nervous about asking. "I'd um... just like to take you out is all."

That night was a very ideal first date, dinner and a star wars movie at his luxurious house. He made spaghetti himself, and he was very proud of it. He shows you around his place, including his workout roooooom~ ooo fancy! You started to imagine him working out in here... how often does he use it? Is he ripped under there? He's an avenger and the Hulk, he's totally gotta have muscles-

Your tour is moved on, and he shows you a good time and entertainingly debated with you and relaxed on his very luxurious couch. You two decided to have some drinks (if you don't drink um... just imagine you loosen up around him more than you usually would) and that's when it started to get wild.

The alcohol opened him up (or you did with questions/a deep talk or something) and he started to show his more... flirty side with you. He gave you a lot more compliments, and eventually ended up resting his head on your shoulder and sighing loudly, "I wish I had a girlfriend like you, Y/N." You snap out of it and turn, looking down at him bewildered. "O-Oh?" You raise an eyebrow. He realizes what he says and drunkenly shoves his face into your hair, groaning "Why did I say that...I-m such a..." You feel the breath from him talking against your skin and you feel a sensation through your body, giving you some kind of adrenaline you've never felt. You use it to your advantage and place a hand on his, a little shaky from your nervousness, and move your other hand to move his head from your shoulder, pulling him into a small, 3 second kiss. "I wouldn't mind." You giggle, and you can see the emotions running through him.

You've made an accident, you now realize, as his eyes have that once again familiar look in them- and he starts to get sweaty. His face is looking pale and he's stammering for words.

'Fuck, I... I have a girlfriend. I can't control this feeling. Oh my gosh, what is happening to me? I don't understand.... I'm too drunk for this.... ' His chest burned like fire, and his body felt like something was tickling him everywhere. Happiness and excitement bursted through his body.... while something else was bursting through his body.

That was when it happened.

It all happened quickly, his body started to grow, his dress shirt and pants ripping apart, skin turning green, muscles bursting from his clothes. You were frightened, pushed up against the edge of the couch, watching in a blurry horror as he changed, his glasses falling into your lap. He was probably 6 or 7 feet fall and towered over you, low grumbling noises coming from him. Was he angry at you? Because you kissed him?

He stared downwards, almost as if he was scared himself, and mumbled, "Hulk.... happy?" Confused, but still excited, he turned and made eye contact with you. "Y/N?" He realized, now, and a grin spread across his face as he moved to you, bumping the coffee table and smashing it on his path to you, making you squeak in terror. You were cautious, sinking into the couch. "Girlfriend? Hulk have girlfriend!" He spoke brokenly, and placed a heavy hand on your head, patting you, soon turning into petting. Gotta admit... it was pretty darn comforting. He didn't seem angry and hostile like he'd mentioned.... You supposed it was okay. He was only wearing some very tight-looking shorts at the moment, you supposed he wore them in case he turned.

The rest you don't remember as it got quite fuzzy and late, but the last thing you remember was falling asleep in his big green arms. When you woke up, he had returned to normal and tried to apologize, but you just giggled and said "the only thing you hurt was the table."

...

Your relationship blossoms to you working with him at S.H.I.E.L.D no longer as an intern! He got you a promotion to his professional lab assistant and even got you a special new lab coat! He loves you, and adores your physical affection. At work, with you, he's agreed with Fury to keep your relationship on the down-low, but at home is a different story...

You heard it! Eventually, you move in with him, and he makes sure every day for you is perfect. He doesn't mind the distance at all! In fact, he's got a busy job being a hero most days, so it gives you all the time you need to draw and do whatever you need to! He shows his love through gifts, and buys you a new drawing tablet for your birthday! You've seen him Hulk out and get angry, but he is able to balance himself around you for some reason. You seem to only bring him happiness, and he loves you so dearly that even Hulk loves you too! You're just so cute, how could he resist? You even have your own room where you can go if you need a safe space to think, he gets you. Your short temper? He's patient, and will help you sort it out. He knows how to deal with an anger problem.

Cute nicknames he calls you are: sugar, baby, sugarplum, princess, cutiepie, and snugglebear

You met the other Avengers at some point, and Bruce was a bit scared Tony would end up womanizing and try to steal you, but you were quick to friendzone him, sticking to Bruce's side the whole time. They thought you two were so dorky and cute, and enjoy you hanging around!

Overall, Bruce adores you and your relationship is as strong as him. You do eventually get to watch him work out, yes, don't worry. It's very enticing~

NSFW

The first time, Bruce was scared he would hurt you. You two were laid in the bed, at first cuddling, but he started to kiss your neck and play with your hair, it was getting heated. He was gentle, shaky, and nervous about what was okay. You assured him he could relax, and that you love him and he has nothing to worry about. He calmed his nerves, admiring every part of you and kissing your whole body. He's muscular, and his cock is average size, curving up eagerly, circumsized, and ready for action.

He pleasured your breasts first, kissing you down your chest and grazing your nipple with a finger. He kisses around it first, then taking your breast into his mouth, sucking on your nipple, and gently grazing his erect dick against your wet panties. You rub against him for more pleasure and he groans, leaving little hickies on your breasts. He moves his head downward and kisses your stomach, sliding his hand up and down your thigh. Bruce looks up at you with a pleading look, and hums, "Is this okay?" and kisses the hem of your panties. You're already soaking, turned on so much and willing for him to pleasure your needing pussy, so you pet his head and sink your fingers into his curly brown locks, and sweetly whisper, "Please, yes, Bruce." And it drives him fucking wild.

This man is god at giving head. How does he know so well? He begins with kissing your cunt through your panties, grazing his lips over your thighs next, so excited that he's rubbing his needy cock against the bed. He's quick to remove the clothing item and tease you by kissing you everywhere in that area but your pussy, looking up at you with those pretty green eyes. You make a little huff of annoyance, getting fed up with his teasing. Finally, he licks your cunt , his warm tongue grazing your clit and flicking around your folds. He grows more curious of your sweet noises coming out of your mouth now, and presses his mouth to your very wet vagina, licking and slurping you up, holding you around your thighs and burying his head down there. After five minutes of merciless pleasure and you getting so worked up you're moving against him, he slides a finger in your hole and pumps in and out of you. His other hand is pumping his touch deprived cock, making him moan and vibrate against you.

First, he fucks you missionary, cleaning his face off of your juices and quickly mouthwashing bc nobody wants pussy mouth kisses, and his member enters you easily but slowly still from how wet you are. He fills you up with all of him, before slowly rocking his hips into you, kissing you deeply, holding your waist, and groaning from how nice and warm and tight you are. You're a hot, moaning mess, and he picks up his pace, and you can feel his midsection slapping against yours with each thrust. You hold on tight, legs wrapping around him and calling out his name at one point.

"A-Ah... mmh. can y-you turn around baby?" He groans as he starts to slow down. You kiss him one last time and move into the position and he enters you again, holding your waist and moving you with his thrusting. It felt so good, your legs started to shake from how deep and fast he was, and he doubled over, holding you closer, you could feel his chest to your back

"I'm so close- I'm really-" He gasps, his thrusts now hard and slow, each one slapping against your ass and filling you up. He reaches under you and starts to play with your clit/ You could feel his cock twitch inside of you. Out of respect, he pulls out and cums all over your ass, continuing to rub your pussy until you came as well, and you two had a nice steamy shower full of hugs and cuddling and he gives you lots of aftercare and kisses and makes sure you get rest bc he's scared he went too hard <3

OTHER OPTIONS I MAY HAVE PICKED: TONY STARK OR VISION

#headcannons #ask #marvel #avengers #mcu #marvel smut #bruce banner #the hulk #marvel x reader #bruce banner x reader #lemon

36 notes · View notes

letitrainathousandflames · 4 years

Text

ANON I LOVE YOU SO MUCH. You are NOT being rude and you, in fact, just pulled me out of a writer’s block?? I love you so much??? AAAAA???

So this right here is the setting, okay? Think of it as, collecting each part of this lovely lovely trio to then just be worried about finding a big enough bed later okay?

PLEASE BULLY ME INTO CONTINUING IT LATER AS WELL!

Rating: Explicit

Category: Multi | F/M/M/M

Fandom: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008)

Relationship: Reader/Rex, Reader/Cody, Reader/Wolffe, Reader/Cody & Wolffe & Rex

Character: CT-7567 | Rex, CT-2224 | Cody, CT-3636 | Wolffe, Reader Character

Additional Tags: clone smut, public sex, exhibitionism kink, slow burn but it’s more like medium rare? bc we want that Meat lmao, interrupted sexytimes bc duty calls, part 1/???, literally just writing as i go, as the saying goes - we’ll fuck on that bridge when we come to it, no beta we die like men

The 79’s may be loud, rowdy and a bit crowded, but it’s where the best eye candy in the republic comes to drink and chill. Bless the Republic for having an entire army of insanely hot men. Each one of the clone troopers is beautiful in their own particular way, and if you could ever stop being a shy disaster and just talk to any of them, maybe you could get to know more about them, have a fun night together and even…

You blow a few bubbles into the straw in your colorful drink, feeling the heat that travels up to your face just at the thought of getting handsy on one of them. Well, a girl can dream, right?

A man dressed in white-and-blue armor walks up to the bar, standing right next to you and speaking loudly to the bartender to make himself heard over the music.

“That neon-green thing, just like the lady’s, whatever this is.” he asks, discreetly pointing at you with his eyes still on the barman and chuckling “The whole deal, even the tiny umbrella; I’m celebrating tonight. No wounded, no dead. All my boys got back home.”

The bartender smiles wide at him, busying themself with the bottles. The clone trooper must have felt your gaze on him, because he turns to you with a small smile that makes you heart jump; moons above, he’s handsome. His hair is buzzed short and is of a light blond shade – unusual for a clone. There’s a blue leather pauldron over his shoulder, and a black kama trimmed with blue hanging from his hips; from what you’ve heard, these meant the clone was a high-rank officer, either an ARC trooper or a Commander. You would be lying if you said that didn’t make him even hotter.

You can tell he must be broad and strong even out of the armor, and you flash your tongue over your lips by reflex. Oh. Oh no, you are crushing hard on this man and you don’t even know his name. The barman sets his order down, the clone picks it up and this is your last chance to say anything before this man turns away with his drink and you never see each other again-

“Cheers!” you blurt out, raising your glass at him

The clone turns around to look at you, looking slightly confused.

“Excuse me?”

“C-Cheers.” You repeat weakily “For your men. You said you were celebrating, right?”

The man smiles wide, and there’s nothing you can do to stop yourself from falling for him now.

“Right. Cheers.” He clinks his glass against yours, takes a sip and hesitates for a moment before continuing “I’m Captain Rex, pleased to meet you. And, uh… what’s your name?”

You introduce yourself and Rex looks at you for a few seconds, mouth opening and closing at first like he’s still considering what he’s going to say. Then…

“Mind if I sit here?” he gestures at the barstool next to yours

“Not at all!” you say, painfully aware of how eager you just sounded; Rex sits down, eyeing his own colorful drink curiously “So… captain. I don’t think I’ve ever met a high rank officer before. Rare sight around here.”

Rex tries a sip from his drink to then look pleasantly surprised, taking another before setting down his glass.

“Probably because we spend most of the time buried in paperwork.”

You spend one of the nicest nights you’ve had in a long time with Rex, talking about the bar, life in coruscant and in the army, funny stories from Rex’s job and yours, and the two of you have a lot of fun trying to pick the drinks with the weirdest colors and hoping they taste good.

By the end of the night you exchange contacts, and from then on you would often meet Rex at the 79’s for some drinks and kissing that would often turn into feeling each other up while making out in a less busy corner of the bar.

One night, the two of you are kissing by the dance floor when commander Cody walks up to the both of you, ignoring the men and women swooning at him along the way and stopping close to the two of you.

“Hey, Cody.” Rex smiles at him to then acknowledge his nod at you, telling him your name and introducing him to you in return “This is Cody, commander of the 212th.”

“Nice to meet you.” you smile back at Cody as the three of you dance absently to the music

You take a few moments to notice the similarities and differences between the two clones. Cody has a large scar branding the left side of his face, and his hair is black, shaped in the standard haircut most clones have, and he doesn’t have the few scattered freckles you had noticed on Rex’s cheeks and nose. But their eyes are of the same golden-brown shade, their lips full and inviting, their hollow cheeks and strong jawlines just perfect.

At one point Cody steals a glance at Rex, smirking, and Rex looks from him to you and back to him for a few beats, wetting his lips and then nodding. Cody slowly moves his hand over to your waist without touching you yet, eyes looking at you as if asking for permission.

You look at Rex with a puzzled look on your face and Rex moves in closer, pressing a kiss to your lips and speaking close to your ear over the loud music. His hot breath fans over your skin, sending shivers prickling all over your shoulder and down your arms.

“My brother wants you, cyare.” He nips at your earlobe, sending a shiver down your spine as he grinds against your thigh “Wants to know if that’s okay with you.”

You turn to look at Cody some more. The man is strikingly handsome just like any other clone, and his frame is that of a commander as well, big and broad and seeming strong enough to snap you like a twig with his bare hands. The hungry look in his eyes… it’s like he wants to eat you whole, his teeth dragging over his lower lip in a playful smirk.

“That’s… very okay with me.” you reply, making sure Cody could read your lips even though you speak with Rex still “But is it okay with you?”

Rex kisses a wet trail down your neck, nipping at a tendon there. His armored chest is pressed against your own, his thigh finding its way between yours, cold plastoid meeting your heated thighs.

“Us clones are used to sharing everything with one another… I’ve never shared anything as precious as you before though. M’not sure I want to.” Rex nips ever so delicately on a tendon, making you whimper softly “Maybe… if you promise you won’t forget that you are mine, I don’t think I’ll mind if you become his as well.”

The words send a warm excitement that settles in your lower stomach, and you reach for Rex’s face, making him look at you in the eyes.

“I don’t think there’s anything in this galaxy that could make me forget that I’m yours, Rex.”

Rex offers you that warm smile that always makes you weak in the knees to then press a kiss to the corner of your mouth.

“Shall we invite him, then?”

You nod with a wide grin and soon you’re holding out your hand, pulling Cody in closer and tilting your head up to kiss him. He smiles into the kiss, and you laugh softly. You then pull back to turn your face to Rex, kissing him in turn. Every time you kiss one of them, the other traces the back of your neck with his fingers and watches you with aching need until you turn and kissed him instead. The three of you are barely dancing at all at that point, just swaying in place and becoming more and more breathless and hot with desire.

Cody is the one to interrupt all the kissing and groping between the three of you, calling you and Rex back to a more secluded spot under a staircase, far from the booming boxes that blasted music and all the merry drunks on the dance floor, so that the three of you could talk some.

Having interrupted the eager touching and kissing from before, the three of you share a moment of awkward silence before Cody sensibly breaks the moment asking about what you work with.

It leads to an interesting conversation where you get to know each other better – turns out that was the famous Marshall Commander Cody, the highest authority in the Clone Army of the Republic, and Rex himself was Captain of the 501st, the troops under the charge of the famous Jedi General Anakin Skywalker.

The two of them were interested in what you told them of your work, regardless of how boring you believe it would sound next to their own. You laugh at their jokes, enjoy their stories and share your own. At some point you start kissing them again between words, and soon enough none of you is speaking anymore, except for a few goading words and hushed hums.

You wind up pressed up between the two of them, and you press each of your palms over their codpieces. The way Rex’s eyes roll back before falling shut is truly something else, and so is the strained grunt from Cody close to your ear. Rex gropes and kneads at your breasts over your shirt and Cody’s gloved hands hike your skirt up some so that he can press his fingers over the heated skin between your thighs. The commander tugs at the edge of your underwear, kissing the side of your neck.

“Can I get this off the way?”

Moons, his voice is hungry with need and you whine a long, pleading ‘yes’ that is met with a dragging of teeth over the crook of your neck while Rex kisses you. Cody’s gloved fingers tease at your slit and you whine against Rex’s mouth. The way he rubs your clit is so good it should be illegal.

Still, you snap your eyes open and glance over Rex’s shoulder to make sure you’re not being seen by anybody. Luckily enough, the dark corner you chose seems to be hidden enough for no one seems to be staring. Being sandwiched between the two muscular men as they have their way with you in a public place is exciting, and it sends shivers down your spine.

Before you know it, you’re rolling your hips to get Cody’s fingers to tease you harder while Rex pinches your nipples between his fingers, squeezing you breasts and sucking hard at the side of your neck, certainly leaving a trail of hickeys there.

Cody picks up his pace, his own hips thrusting to get more of your touch despite the stiff codpiece that stands in the way. Rex sucks your lower lip into his mouth, and Cody’s middle finger presses against your clit over and over, dipping only ever so shallowly inside you to spread some of the moisture collecting in your heated slit over your clit to ease the friction; you giggle just at the thought of the three of you getting caught, the indecency of it all almost sending you over the edge.

You’re about to suggest that the three of you find an actually private place where you can all get rid of your clothes and move more freely when you hear a faint beep and a small square panel on Cody’s arm – the one moving up and down as he fingers you – lights up with a red hue.

“Kriff!” Cody hisses, retreating his fingers with a grimace; he takes a moment to move your underwear back in place and pulls his hand back “Sorry, I have to take this. Give me a moment…”

Cody places his hand on his ear, visibly displeased. Rex holds you close, gently rubbing your arms and giving you soft pecks to your lips.

“…Yeah?” Cody’s voice and posture suddenly shifts as he jerks himself upright, eyes going sharp “General Kenobi. What is it, sir? Yes. I understand, sir. Yessir. I’ll get the boys back in a minute.” He lowers his hand, shooting Rex the same annoyed look from before “They want us back in the base. Something urgent came up.”

Rex sighs between his teeth heavily enough to make a few strands of your hair fly up for a second. You can imagine he had other plans for tonight, probably the same ones you were having yourself.

Cody grimaces, his golden-brown eyes burning at you while Rex takes his side. You shiver at the loss of Rex’s warmth, crossing your arms.

“You have Rex’s number, right?” Cody smirks at you when you nod, licking the slickness over his gloved finger, eyes sharp at you “We’ll finish this on another occasion then…”

He says your name slowly, almost spelling it like he’s savoring it, eyes trailing over your frame like he wants to commit it to memory before departing. Rex takes your free hand, bringing it to his lips and kissing your knuckles.

“I’ll call you soon, cyare.”

You mean to ask him what the word means, but instead you just say quietly:

“I’ll be waiting…”

You spend most of the time after that texting them every day, and while they are very sweet, both of them can only get back at you at very late hours, and the reason why they are so busy is classified. Since they’re both such high-ranking troopers you can imagine how serious it must be. So despite feeling bitter about being unable to see them anytime soon, you promise them to wait for a new date.

The dates that come barely count as dates though, rushed meetings at the bar late at night that only amount to some chatting and kissing and little beyond that before they rush back out. Maybe that’s commander-dating for you, these two are most likely the busiest clones in the GAR and you just had to fall hard for them, haven’t you?

When they finally text you saying they will soon be stationed in Coruscant while their Generals sorted out some things with the Jedi Council in two weeks and that you should pick a date for you to actually have dinner together, you have to muffle a scream of sheer giddiness into your pillow before replying that the nearest date possible sounds great.

To the hells with not looking as stars-damned eager as you are. You are damn thirsty for those two, and they better know it by now.

Two weeks later you are sitting alone in a booth at the 79’s second floor, waiting for them to arrive. You can’t help but smile in excitement, curious about the reason why this had been regarded as a special date. This is a nice space, quieter than the dance floor below, and you spot other couples having quiet conversations or simply enjoying the nice atmosphere to sit closer together and kiss.

You run a hand through your hair, fixing the upper half you had tied up in a low ponytail; you’re about to wonder what could be taking so long when they show up, climbing the stairs with smiles on their faces.

Rex and Cody. Your boyfriends. You still cannot understand how you managed to be lucky enough to have all of the three commanders completely in love with you and willing to share you with one another.

“Hey, gorgeous.” Cody strokes the back of your hand as he takes the seat in front of you, leaning to give you a kiss

“Looking prettier than ever.” Rex says softly, taking his seat next to you and kissing you as well

You can feel many eyes turning towards your direction, and you giggle shyly. Yeah, most people were just as smitten as you are over having the attention of the commander and the captain. You look from Cody to Rex with the widest smile on your face.

“I’m so happy you guys called me. I was worried about the two of you. What kept you so busy these days?” Cody and Rex hesitate and you shrug “It’s okay if you can’t tell me. You…wanna talk about something else instead?”

The two clones visibly deflate in relief when you chuckle, and Rex nods.

“Yeah, please. Don’t wanna think any more about work for the day if that’s okay with you…”

He says your name like just doing it makes him happy, and you rest your head on his shoulder for a moment, feeling Cody’s thumb stroking your knuckles and staring lovingly at the commander’s eyes. Sometimes you feel like your presence is like a small vacation for them, and it makes you feel all fuzzy inside. It’s a nice feeling, knowing that you make them nearly as happy as they make you.

That is when you notice a clone dressed in white-and-grey commander armor walking up the stairs and stopping for a moment to say hi to another clone nearby. That man looked good enough to eat, big and boad as commanders go, with a large scar over his right eye and a face that said he wasn’t to be messed with. The way he carried himself probably got enemies to surrender on the spot, and right now it’s making you press your thighs together in desire as you straighten yourself up on your sit.

Cody furrowed his brows, turning his head towards the direction you were looking at to then chuckle, turned to you with a broad grin on his face.

“My, my, so you want him as well? You are an insatiable one, cyare.”

“Wha-?” you blurt out, blushing heavily “I didn’t say anything, Cody!”

The man in commander armor had just noticed Cody and Rex sitting with you in the booth and Rex waved at him as he began walking towards you.

“Didn’t have to.” Cody said just low enough not to be heard by the approaching commander “That look on your face says it all. Say, Rex, how about we invite Wolffe into our little relationship, hm?”

Rex glances at Cody to then reach a hand over your thigh under the table, caressing it so gently it pulls a sigh out of your lips. The warmth of his hands can be felt even though his gloves and the fabric of your dress, soothing and enticing all at once.

“Like I said before” Rex looks at your eyes, biting the corner of his lip “I don’t mind sharing, as long as you know you’re mine... ours.” He adds with a pointed look at Cody “All else is up to you, love.”

You are still being pulled in by the possessive look in Rex’s eyes when Wolffe sits down in front of you, placing his hands on the table and lacing his fingers.

“Rex. Cody.” He greets the fellow officers with a nod to then look at you with a small smile “And you are?...”

You introduce yourself with a smile, trying not to let it show on your face how much you’re attracted by that gruff voice and the proud posture of the clone. The three of you order some food and drinks, talking about the time Wolffe had to go on a relief mission and ended up having to find Skywalker’s protocol droid that had gotten lost; Cody’s laughter is contagious as he elbows the commander and say he can “almost see him rolling his eyes at the kriffing thing, vod”.

Wolffe reaches for a handful of chips, nodding at you.

“I’ve seen you and Rex around here before. Are you two... together?”

Maybe it’s wishful thinking, but you wonder if that was a bit of a hopeful tone in the commander’s voice. Maybe he is interested in you as well and want to check with his brothers if it’s okay to hit on you?

The way Rex licks his lips with a quick glance at you and Cody leans back on his sit some to only graze the side of his armored shin along your own makes you shiver, sputtering some.

“I’m- A-actually the three of us are together.”

You make a point to lean closer to Rex while reaching your hand out for Cody to take, and Wolffe’s eyes go from the fingers that Cody laces with yours to the cheek you rest on Rex’s shoulder guard. You are pretty sure you notice him smirk, but on the very next second he is back to his serious self, taking a sip from his glass.

“I see.”

You chew on the inside of your cheek. Okay, here goes nothing. You straighten yourself up, leaning closer to Wolffe, eyes locked on his.

“Why’d you ask? You’re interested?”

You try to avoid looking at Cody because his “ooh, you didn’t!” face is bound to end up making you laugh. Wolffe, however, instead of going red or denying just leans forward as well, his gorgeous mismatched eyes staring right back at you.

“Honestly? Yes.” his gaze shifted to Rex for a second “But I’m not about stepping over anyone’s boundaries.”

Okay, that renders you absolutely speechless. The amount of provoking seduction that Cody has seem to be exactly the same amount of blunt honesty and practicality that Wolffe has, and it hits you like a ton of bricks. Rex reaches for a few chips himself, eating calmly while Cody chuckles.

“You won’t, as far as I’m concerned...” Rex says your name, hand moving over to your thigh under the table again “-She wants you. That’s fine by me. We’re all adults, we’re not jealous of each other, and if any of us ever feel uncomfortable about our deal...” he looks at you, eyes gentle and soft “We’ll talk about it, all of us, and work it out.”

“Yeah.” Cody brings your hand to his lips, kissing your knuckles “And as long as we’re all happy, it’s nobody’s business.”

Wolffe looks at you, a small smile softening his features, and he moves his hand close to your free one, tracing your knuckles with his fingers.

“Sounds perfect to me.”

#lemon/#thank u anon #i noticed it before i only thrive in DEMAND #that's why i ask my therapist to constantly ask me to show her my new art #otherwise i don't make it #let's just say i'm a disaster adhd mess and go with that :)#my fics #to post on ao3

40 notes · View notes

prompt-master · 4 years

Note

aaaaa I love your headcanons!!! maybe Ibuki? :OO

thank you! I’m really happy that my headcanons are loved! Mioda deserves love so lets bring it! As per usual it’s difficult to come up with headcanons without much of a prompt so this list may be short

Let’s start with the basics. I see Mioda as bi with a preference for women, but she’s not in a rush to get into a relationship. She wants to make sure if she gets into one it’s meaningful

I know that this is not canon but I say it’s okay to ignore a lot of dr3 despair: I like to think Enoshima took advantage of how everyone (even her friends) looks down at Mioda’s music. It’s got to be hard being so passionate about your craft and having everyone hate it. She’s an ultimate for a reason! And it would be easy for someone as manipulative as Enoshima to get Mioda to follow her using it

I like to think that post game she cuts her hair! I love seeing her with short hair, it’s adorable. I can see her experimenting with different lengths and styles.

Her and Souda become hair dye buddies

Musical stims! Drumming with pencils, singing sentences, clapping, tapping feet, etc!

A lot of the time people will be feeling down and Mioda will just...lift up the energy of the room! She’s really good at cheering people up just by being herself

She has given Hinata some of the best life advice of the 77 crew, he’s always surprised but genuinely values it

She plans a lot of get togethers with Twogami in order to keep everyone energized and happy

She had a big experimental phase growing up where she tried different aesthetics and styles until she found love in her fun Mioda self we know today

She used to keep a book to write songs ideas/lyrics in but eventually found that she works better just. doing it. So she’ll make a song and then backtrack and edit it. People are very jealous of her creative process

She likes to attack people with her “horns”

#ask #danganronpa #sdr2 #sdr2 spoilers #ibuki mioda #headcanons

12 notes · View notes

pumpkinpaix · 4 years

Note

26, 38, 50

26. do you have a type?

:OOO soft boy who’s surprisingly extraordinarily powerful with the capability to be terribly cruel but chooses not to be. also fights with chains

but in all seriousness, ummmmmm probably people who vibe with me a lot? are kind and thoughtful and funny and consider things with great complexity. I am weak for androgyny and gender fluidity for sure. i love low, slow voices in women, and gentle voices in men. i was about to say i like long hair, but that’s not true, short hair is also excellent aslkdjflskjf. i think I DO have a type, but I’m not sure I could articulate it well. i like people with good laughs. i like people who sometimes get overwhelmed with their feelings. idk. alskdjflsj who knows!!! certainly not me until i encounter someone and i’m like FUCK i’m WEAK,,, rip

38. what would you want your wedding colors to be?

red!!! red and gold!!!! maybe some creams and oranges as well. some deep blues and silvers for contrast? make me a bouquet of toadflax!!!! i don’t know! i’m not planning on getting married, but I would love to just like. get to wander around in a really pretty dress ;~; one of my best friends and i were thinking of being fake engaged to go try on wedding dresses together (but like, make it clear to the people that we’re not getting married anytime soon that it’s just preliminary searching or whatever so we don’t give them false expectations. but you know. we both wanna try on dresses aaaaa)

50. even numbers or odd?

depends on the number :D

thank you for playing!!

random asks

#cyan dlc #ask meme #nagisachan1 #asks and replies

11 notes · View notes

theskyexists · 3 years

Text

Terminator

I watched the first terminator

It was an....EXPERIENCE

I now understand all the callbacks in dark fate. the skulls. the real janky looking skeletal terminators of john's future. hiding the gun in a jacket. scars. dani ironically not being able to drive. ending the story in a factory. the whole *gestures* grace/dani thing. the feminism

first things first - the soundmixing was SO BAD. the sound effects were shit anyway lol but I had to constantly turn the volume up and down respectively for conversation and gun sounds. also the epilepsy seizure white flashes were hell

i unironically AND ironically loved the pre-film credits with its Cool synth music

I loved the Cool synth keyboard sountrack it was INCREDIBLE hahahahaaha

i was not prepared for the enormous amount of manbod on display at the start of this film. like damn. DAMN. and it was pretty tasteful. and they definitely established Kyle as uhhhhh a very viable romantic interest - sprinting through that walmart shirtless, putting on cool product placement nikes, and somehow recovering his very cool coat in the police station while it was under fucking siege. was also not expecting to lay eye on an actual terminator dick in the shadows. but i think we should have more of that in films tbh

I just gotta say - I LOVED the style. I'm going to assume that is really what it was like. I love Sarah's little scooter especially, and her high waisted jeans and lil booties. her hair is of course....INCREDIBLE. the front so short that it poofs up lololol. She really does look in her twenties... I also loved all the little character details EVERYWHERE. the cops in the station??? I think my favourite character was definitely the police captain - idk, such rich characterisation for a side character - with such random comedic delivery.

I also liked how meta it got through the psychologist's interrogation of Kyle - the film really just said: let's forestall your complaints about how none of this makes sense and give you excuses through Kyle's super intense explanations (well-acted) lol

but all of the cops literally seeing all their buddies go down and then jumping out to get hella shot themselves with no sense of self-preservation was pretty hilariously stupid - some video game logic shit

I actually really loved the flashbacks to the future - that actually looked a lot more realistic than i thought. not the green screen stuff while they run through the wasteland but yknow - the humans living in underground tunnels. especially the concept of everybody living next to each other along the walls of a tunnel was really worked

Also - pugsley??? AMAZING. (every time it opened its mouth the bf would go ''aaaaa')

I WAS NOT PREPARED FOR THE EYE GORE. the wax (?) puppet was hilarious AND creative

The sexual politics (literally) were really interesting?? Matt and Ginger and Sarah being so comfortable with each other that Matt's weird sex call makes her laugh. Ginger just listening to a bop while having sex with Matt? lol. The......sex scene between Kyle and Sarah was.......uhhhh...........unique? blessedly short? nice handholding there. I'm not saying it was bad, and I approve of the politics of Sarah getting on top but like, the repeated almost-the-same shots made it look a bit weird.

I have to note though that their kissing was incredibly SHIT. in my opinion

The point beforehand when Sarah goes: what about the women in your time? what are they like?

and Kyle goes: good fighters

i was like - Cameron - you feminist sunovabitch!! which naturally i'd already had this reaction when I saw that Kyle was running around with a female soldier (who looked eerily like Grace??? actually) and also arrived at his comfy tunnel home with another female soldier in tow. 1984 people!!! and Rogue One couldn't be fuckin bothered.

and then Sarah is like: yknow what i mean - you got a girlfriend????

and we find out that Kyle has had Sarah's image as his singular haven of comfort and beauty his whole life (which means also that he’s a virgin)

and it's kinda romantic

but THEN

he regrets admitting it!!!! 'i shouldn't have said that'

AND THAT KICKS IT UP TO REAL ROMANCE. THE GOOD SHIT!!!! YES!!!!

(then the kissing starts which is bad)

but how the fuck can fans of this original movie complain about dark fate loL???? Sarah really IS like Dani, adored for both her legendary power and what she personally represents to her saviour: a haven from their terrible lives. girls thrown into life-threatening situations and learning to aid their protector step by step - until she's the last one standing - until she's picked up the skills and grit and trauma to drag Kyle/Grace around to save them and then go toe to toe with a fucking Terminator after losing them.

Sometimes I think it's cos dudes can't deal with a movie in which there's no one to latch onto that looks like them. Also it might just be the racism - cos youtube comments generally seem to approve of blonde-haired blue-eyed badass Grace

The pacing of this movie was actually really good even though there were TWO huge exposition dumps in quick succession in two random cars. They were fine. The car chase scene that came after was the only boring part in the movie.

My god the stop motion shots of the terminator though - OH MY GOD. that aged SO BADLY

I like how they gave the Terminator steel teeth bc otherwise it wouldn't have looked enough like a skull. I also liked how it literally had pizza feet hahahahaha

I was disappointed with John's words to Sarah though - it was both the delivery (worst line Kyle's actor did - like how fuckin dead was his voice there) and the words themselves. If i had a way to speak to my mother who saved me and raised me to win the war against the machines and i'd already lost her I would have been like: I LOVE YOU - I can't help you and I’m sorry because you saved me, thank you for everything.

Anyway - in the end i was surprised the terminator could be exploded with a single lil nitroglycerin bomb or whatever but the choice to have Kyle bite it for that heroic act was intense and sad

While Sarah and unlegged Terminator were crawling along I was like: how the fuck is this robot getting any traction on this metal surface with it's smooth little metal fingers??

Sarah's last soft 'kyle' as she watches him get zipped up into a body bag was the most touching line in the movie

The ending narration was pretty fuckin shit though.

So yeah. I enjoyed that

#terminator #vidi #my stuff #personal

1 note · View note

kiraawrites · 5 years

Text

2MSS #6: Reptilian Runaways (Part 2)

Please read Part 1 before this!

Day 6 of the 2 Month Short Stories Challenge w/ @flyingfalconflower12

Word count: 1114

Constructive criticism welcome!

James' feet were caked with dirt. They were sore from stepping on the knobs of tree roots, nearly stumbling on the meek obstacles of nature. The blazing sun was roasting him to a crisp as the sparse trees provided little shade. Chest heaving, he flung himself onto a patch of leaves and started to weep.

His rapier pulsed and said, "You're almost there. Just keep walking straight. Strongest five-year-old on this planet, okay?"

"I don't want to go. Why can't Mama and Papa come with me? I'm hungry already," James bawled, his vision muddled as tears mixed in with the sunlight. "You can't feed me. Only they can."

"Mama and Papa won't understand. I'm taking you to a special place. Away from the creepy adults. They can hurt you very badly. But I'll never do that. Trust me."

He rubbed his nose and dusted his shorts before pushing himself upwards. Reluctant to resume the journey, he was kicking at the rocks before him when a flurry of dust entered his vision. A man strode out and lunged towards James.

"No! Don't touch me—Aaah, go away!"

A second man joined the fray. They were twins. Both had a black shirt slung over their bony backs, untrimmed gnarly nails and cargo pants with rips down the front.

"We're protecting you. If you come with us, you'll be safe. If you go with the snake, you'll get hurt. Understand? Come, we'll give you candy," pleaded one of them, holding his greasy arms out to encircle James.

The rapier was swelling as its scales revealed their pattern of black and gold. Snake eyes bore themselves into the terrified looks of the men as they felt the scales wind round their feet. James burst out of the circle of dread and dashed straight ahead. It felt as if there were wings at his heels and springs on his soles — he was hurtling through the air, his hair swept completely back. I'll be helping you run. Don't worry, I'll be back soon, echoed a voice in his head. Nodding, James continued scrambling past the foliage at breakneck speed. He leapt over logs and then reached a roaring river.

Stones paved the way for him but they gleamed with moisture, threateningly so. James whined as he was turning left and right to search for another path. Just then, he spotted a pair of flat grey eyes studying him. They belonged to a man in a flannel t-shirt, reading a book beneath the shade. That man stepped out of the shadows of the trees on the opposing bank and made his way over to James.

"Little boy, are you lost?"

James shook his head and lifted his arms with an eager smile. After embracing the man, he was carried to the other side. With a pat on his dark hair and a pinch of the cheek, James darted off. A dirt path lay his route out for him as he bounced around with excitement. I'm near! I wish Mama was here. She would be so proud of me for doing this all by myself! The speed boost had worn off and the rapier fell into James' hands in the middle of a short break. A small town was before him now, warm with the presence of people but without the unending noise of a great city.

"Search for a library. You can ask adults, they'll help."

Buildings of uniform heights decorated the streets. Signs hung out of them, elaborately hand-lettered. The lamp posts towered over James as he made his way through the cafes, pubs and family-run fresh produce stores to the sunflower yellow building beside a traffic junction. Luke had scolded him with every urge to run into a bakery to beg for bread.

The library was a modest two storeys. James waddled into it and alas, tangled his dirty feet up in a wire that ran across the floor. His body flung itself onto the ground as he yowled. Harsh, interrogative glances pointed in his direction as he got up. The librarian, exhaling a deep sigh, regarded the boy before her.

"My pet snake told me to come here."

"Where's your pet snake? Pets aren't allowed in the library. Did you tell your parents you'd be here? It's late, dear boy."

"I didn't tell my parents. My pet — Luke — just told me to run. I can show you what he looks like. Here!" he chimed with childish innocence, flashing his rapier before her eyes.

Stepping back with disbelief, the librarian took his hand and lead him to a door beneath the white staircase that wound upwards. Her hands shivered as the door was unlocked, revealing a dusty storeroom filled with scrolls, books and even a shelf of pens.

"You'll have to make it to the other side by yourself," she whispered before shutting the door with a creak.

The ancient-looking scrolls bewitched him with their mystery as he unrolled one from the pyramid of scrolls. Yellowed paper served as a backdrop to rough sketches. A boy fencing with a rapier. The same boy streaking across a field, the python tailing him closely. Another boy with a python in a room full of toys. The last one has black hair. The other boy has it golden. Maybe the last boy's me! Beaming, James rolled up the scroll and kicked open the door. Another room identical to the last. But once he placed a foot inside, all went dark.

Great gates rose before him as he thudded on the ground. Guardsmen in knights' armour stood stiff beside the steady stream of people. Most of them were women with baskets. The tops of green vegetables peeked out of the lids, exposing the apples and carrots beneath. James went up and showed the guardsmen his rapier, asking them for help. They obliged in an instant.

Everyone gives me special attention! I like this. I hope they bring food next. He was brought to a castle, escorted deeper and deeper into its chambers until they reached the king's throne. The throne glowed as the large figure of the king rested on it. Chin placed in his hand, his eyebrows raised as the party of three entered the throne room. Beneath the heavy jewel-studded crown, he scrutinised James and then pointed to his left, barking an order in a foreign language. A trapdoor opened beneath James' feet as he descended into a gigantic metal chamber. Pillows cushioned his landing as he whined in fright. The room was windowless. Doorless.

From a speaker, a robotic voice said, "The greatest warrior in the world. In three seconds, your trial will begin."

"What trial? I'm hungry, let me eat!"

Taglist

@galaxy-charm @rhyseoshaughnessy @icedcoffeewriting

Author’s note

sorry for rushed ending uwu,,, i was so tiRed aAAAA

#writeblr #writing #writers on tumblr #my writing #writers #kiraawrites #prose #2 month short stories #2MSS

6 notes · View notes

withercat-writes · 5 years

Note

#27 zoey? 💕💕💕

This is short but also I think I have like, 20 cavities now, also apparently me and Fiona share a birthday, neat! AO3 link

It was a beautiful night, a cloudless night with hundreds of stars darting the darkness, with a warm full moon to highlight it all, and underneath these stars there were two women, a girl known for her fiery hair, and a girl with a rainbow headband and just the coolest shades around that had been pushed up to her head, Strife eat your heart out.

“Look Fifi! I think I see Lyra! Over there look look!” The Fiery Haired girl said, a grin on her face as she pointed at a constellation “That’s three constellations for me, zero for you!”

The Rainbow Banded girl sighed, but grinned “Sorry Zozo, Not all of us can be rugged space captains darting through constellations, all I know on sight are the real basic ones.” she grabbed the fiery haired girls hand and flashed a cheesy grin, sliding her sunglasses over her eyes and cooed “Beside the most beautiful star is right here, no need to go looking for anything more.”

A vibrant blush easily visible even in the dark of the night lit up the fiery hair girls face and she hid her face with her free hand, letting out a unidentifiable high pitch noise that the other girl snickered at before finally managing to get out a “Fionaaaa that’s too much! It’s too cheesy!”

The Rainbow girl snickered and kissed the hand she held, moving her shades back up to get a better look at her. “No I think it’s not enough actually, you’re too adorable, I love you Zoey.”

“Aaaaa Iloveyoutwo.”

“Hey now breathe, c’mon Zoey you aren’t dying on my watch!”

Moving her hand to rub the flustered girls back, the Rainbow girl slowly calmed back down the other girl. “Easy now, in out in out.” and when the Fire girl finally calmed down she pulled away and entwined fingers with her again.

Slowly peeling her hand away from her face the blushing Fire girl smiled “You’re too much Fifi, going to kill me! And then who would point out the constellations to you.”

Snickering the Rainbow girl frowned dramatically and said “Hmm how true how true! I suppose then there’s only one cure for that, the one thing to bring such a lovely lady back to life.”

“Ohhh? What?”

“Kiss me Zoey.”

“Of course, true love’s kiss, the ultimate cure for everything!”

And so the Fire girl looked at her lover, seeing her highlighted by the moon and surrounded by stars, and leaned in for a soft kiss, and so did the Rainbow girl, unfortunately…

“Oww Fifi your head hurts!” The Fire girl rubbed her head where the two had accidentally met in the wrong place.

“Sorry! Sorry got a bit excited!”

“That’s fine, you’re lucky you’re just so cute!”

“I knew you only kept me around for my looks….”

“I’m sorry Fifi but you’re just too cute!”

The two gave stern looks at the other before bursting into giggles, the Rainbow girl lifted up her arm and the Fiery girl snuggled closer, kiss accident forgotten as the leaned together and stared at the stars, no place in the world they’d rather be.

#Zoey Proasheck #Fiona Riches #Fizone #Yogscast

7 notes · View notes

crackmonkeytrash · 5 years

Note

Hey babe what oc are you currently into and can you tell me about them please? c: 💕

AAAAA YES I CAN

So while I'm sort of Really into Yev and 'Thea and also Yana right now, I actually super wanna talk about Maz!!!

Mazuki is my lovely psycho babe with a super unique upbringing! She's set in the anime world of Hunter x Hunter, so think earth but Way Way Bigger and mostly unexplored with various dangerous animals and people also Sort of have Magic (not everyone and it's highly individualized but falls into 6 categories mostly).

Anyways.

So, Maz grew up in the jungle of an island that hasn't been discovered by the main population so she grew up isolated with just her tribe and what they knew and saw! She didn't have technology or anything.

Her people are sort of reminiscent of some old Amazonian tribes but Not Actually Based on them. So, they are largely hunters, and entirely women. They are a semi-nocturnal people since the heat of the day is too much to be awake for and most animals in the area are nocturnal as well for the same reasons. Because of that, her people have developed Tapitum Lucidum like cats that let them see in the dark and reflect light. Their eyes are sacred to them because of that and the special colour of them, so they all have bangs that they wear really long to cover their eyes.

Because they hunt and eat wild meat, and also drink blood on occasion, they also have pretty sharp teeth and defined canines.

They live mostly in the trees (they're very big trees) and spend most of their lives climbing and barefoot, though they do also spend time on the ground. They wear clothes that wrap sort of like bandages and furs and hides and stuff. It's a very important cultural thing for her people to wear the beloved trinkets or pieces of special hunts tied into their hair: for example, Maz has the preserved eyeball of her first kill hanging from her right ear, the skeleton of a rare fish in her hair, and much more.

Their leader is always a shaman, and the mystic arts are very important to them. They have a few Sacred Rules that if broken are punishable by death. Such deaths, and other sacrifices, are always a Big Deal as they don't occur often, and during such occasions they wear special ceremonial dress and braid back their bangs, exposing their eyes. Special paints and piercings are also utilized to decorate their bodies at such events. It a a rare and fun time for all not being killed:)

So! Maz herself was more gifted in "magic" than most of her tribe and it was decided that she would be sent on a journey to explore the world and find out what she could about the inhabited world. It was super exciting for her and though she misses her people she very much enjoys seeing this very different world and All it has to offer.

She arrived in a very poor and crime ridden area of the developed world as it were, and slowly made friends with what would become one of the most infamous crime gangs of the world. She didn't join them, but she does work with them on occasion. (She's not a good guy, though she's also not inherently bad)

Mazuki has deep but bright red hair with bangs that reach all the way down her nose and is about waist length. It's wild and untameable and very very thick. Her eyes, while always covered, are a beautiful and unique silver-violet colour. She has golden coloured skin, stands at about 5'6", and is lithe as all hell but very very strong. She's got sharp claw-like nails and she's never seen wearing shoes, ever; She's a barefoot gal. Her top is sort of reminiscent of a banette gijinki in that it has lots of zippers and whatnot. The top is black with golden and red detailing, it's a partial turtleneck that is extremely firm fitting to the waist and mid upper arm before flowing out at the elbow in bug puffs before coming back in at the wrist. On the torso it puffs out into 2 large tails at a bit above the bellybutton. It's very cute. The bottoms she wears are small red and black vertical striped shorts and she has bandages down her legs but bearing the majority of her feet.

She's more than a little wild, and could potentially be seen as insane. She enjoys the thrill of the hunt (whether it animal or human is irrelevant) but she doesn't kill kids. Period.

Maz is my crazy murder baby and i love her so much

#mazuki #my ocs #oc #ask #fae babe #mine #i love my murder baby #hunterxhunter #hxh oc

5 notes · View notes

tiggys-bitch · 6 years

Text

Chapter Two - Small Bald Man.

AAAAA!!! Here is chappy 2 angels, we are honestly so excited for you guys to read the rest of the fic. We have so much planned out!!!

@papa-chibs and i are so happy and thankful for the notes and likes on the first chappy. We decided that we’re gonna treat you guys to Chapter 3 later on as well!

We now have a lil tag list so please message us if you want to be added to it!

tag list: @isayweallgetdrunk, @dirty-daryl-dixon,

Enjoy!

Xoxo

Babydoll and Lassie.

The next day, Rissa was fast asleep in the dorm room despite the sun shining brightly through the windows. She'd spent the whole night sprawled out in the double bed, dead to the world. Normally she wakes up to go to the toilet a couple times a night, but after the events of yesterday Rissa didn't wake up once. Roxxie had assumed the two of them were going to share the bed, however when she came back from her chat with Jax up on the roof, she found Rissa sleeping and cradling the bottle of wine in her arms. Who knew such a small girl could take up so much space? Roxxie, being the good friend she is, took the open bottle out of her hands before she spilt it, and pulled the duvet over her. Then she left Rissa to sleep. There were three other dormrooms thankfully so Roxxie would be able to sleep in a bed. But then she decided to have a couple drinks in the empty bar before going to sleep and then before she knew it she was drunk and ended up crashing on the couch instead. 5 hours later, it was now 9am and the Clubhouse doors were unlocked and opened. The sound of singing and footsteps woke the sleeping ginger on the couch with a jump. "Oh shit! Who the fuck are you?!" Roxxie exclaimed looking at a small bald man with strange hands. He stared at her with wide eyes, his cheeks turning pink in embarrassment. "Oi, who are you little man? Are you even allowed to be here? This isn't a shelter y'know?" The man smiled and shook his head. "I'm Chuckie, i work here." He said with a chuckle. "I work behind the bar sometimes, but mostly i'm the bookkeeper. Oh and i help out with cooking as well sometimes. Now that i have these magic fingers, everything is far much easier to do. I have Gemma to thank for that. She's a great woman, you should meet her, you'll love her! She's pretty, kind, funny-" Roxxie cut him off by clapping her hands together. "Here's the thing Chuckie, i don't really care about your whole lifestory. I'm slightly hungover and you're talking A LOT." The girl told him with raised brows. Chuckie smiled and nodded. "Would you like a coffee?" Chuckie asked politely. Roxxie smiled and pointed at him. "Strong, black and sweet." Roxxie answered and the little man skipped off into the kitchen. Roxxie laughed, lying back down on the couch. What a strange man, she thought.

Not long later, Chuckie returned with a mug of steaming hot coffee. Roxxie thanked him and asked if he wouldn't mind making a milky coffee with 3 sugars for Rissa. She knew that Rissa would also need some caffeine before facing whatever the day would bring. After Chuckie had finished making Rissa's drink, he made his way over to the dormroom humming a song. He didn't bother to knock, he just walked straight in. "Wakey wakey, sleeping beauty!" Chuckie sang in a high-pitched voice as he walked around the bed. "Hellooooo?" Chuckie poked her cheek and her eyes shot open. As soon as she felt something touch her she woke up instantly. Less than a second later Rissa screamed. And then Chuckie did. Roxxie came running into the room to see Chuckie and Rissa screaming at each other and she fell apart laughing. Rissa turned to look at Roxxie and stopped screaming when realising she wasn't in danger. "What the hell is going on?!" The brunette exclaimed, waving her arms in the air. "Who are you?! And why are you laughing?!" It was fair to say that Rissa wasn't a morning person.. Or someone who likes to be woken up by a stranger poking her face. Chuckie handed her the mug of coffee. "Careful, it's very hot. Okay dokay, see ya later!" And then he left the room. "Good morning, princess." Roxxie laughed, taking a seat beside her friend on the bed. Rissa glared at her and raised her brows. "Is it?" -- Later that day after the girls woke up, showered and got dressed they made their way into the main hall and to their suprise the place was crowded. The bar was filled with men of all shapes, races and sizes. Chuckie was at the bar serving some of them and having a conversation with others. All of the men were wearing the same leather jacket with patches all over. However, a few didn't have the grim reaper on the back. None of the men realised that Rissa and Roxxie were in the room as it was so loud and busy. It wasn't until a dark curly haired man with familiar blue eyes looked in their direction, that they were noticed. ''Ayy it's the runaway bride and psycho sally!'' Tig shouted, grinning at the girls who weren't as happy to see him. He was rude and annoying. "Settle down, Tiggy." A gruff voice told the man. Roxxie's Uncle, Clay, stood up from the seat at the bar. "Mornin' ladies." He said with a smile. "I'm glad you're both here. Okay everyone listen up, i have an announcement to make." Clay declared, making the room fall silent. The tall grey haired man walked over and stood beside the girls. "First of all, i want to introduce you to my niece, Roxxie." He looked down at the red head who was feeling super uncomfortable with everyone staring at them. A few men looked shocked to hear that she was Clay's niece, or even suprised to find out Clay had a niece. "And her friend, Rissa." "Now i trust you all to welcome them with open arms. They're going to be staying here with us for as long as it's needed. But, they aren't just here to visit. They need our help." Clay announced, looking at his fellow members of SAMCRO. "Long story short, they're in trouble.. And possibly danger. So i need you all to make sure these girls are safe, at all times. They are your priority." Hearing the man say those things put Rissa's mind at ease. Roxxie was right, they were going to protect them. She could feel her eyes fill with tears as she listened to Clay, she already felt safe and knew she would be okay. Roxxie saw that Rissa was getting emotional and took hold of her hand. "Club business will run as usual, but i want two of you two stay put and keep an eye on them at ALL TIMES. Anythin' happens, you call me." Clay explained to the men. "Now, on a lighter note." His stern voice faded and was replaced with a more friendly tone. "Since this is the first time i've seen my lovely niece in 10 years, i want to celebrate!" That announcement earned lots of whooping and clapping from the men. Clay put his arm around Roxxie and she smiled. A party dedicated to her? Amazing. "Tonight we're gonna drink until we run out of alcohol. And after that? We're gonna find more alcohol to drink!" Clay exclaimed. The building erupted with cheering and Rissa and Roxxie couldn't help but laugh, they'd never witnessed anything like this. Clay hushed everyone so he could carry on speaking. "Alright alright.. I just want to say, thankyou all, i trust you will help these girls. They're family. And family is all that matters. Alright, speech over!"

After Clay ended his declaration, everyone got back to whatever they were doing. Clay gave the girls a smile before rejoining his brothers. "See? I told you we're all good here." Roxxie smiled, giving her best friend a hug. "I ain't lettin' no one hurt you ever again, i promise." Suddenly the sound of shouting interrupted the girls' moment. "Roxanne? Roxanne?!" The sound of her name being called made the red head pull away. She hadn't been called by her full name in years. It confused her at first, but then her eyes landed on the person who was trying to find her. "Roxanne baby?" Clay's wife and Jax's mom, Gemma Teller-Morrow, was frantically looking around the room. Roxxie felt her eyes well up when seeing the woman who helped raise her. She thought of Gemma like she was her actual mother. Finally, the woman caught sight of the girl and she grinned. Without wasting another second, Gemma ran over and wrapped her arms around Roxxie, holding her in a tight embrace. "Oh baby i'm so sorry i'm late. I was babysitting my grandson because the sitter cancelled and-" "Gem, it's okay." Roxxie told the woman who refused to let go. "I can't tell you how happy i am to see you.. I wish it was on better terms.." "Baby, you're here. You're home. That's all that matters." Gemma stroked back Roxxie's long ginger hair and let out a heavy sigh. Rissa watched the women hug and and express their love for each other and couldn't help but get a little upset. They weren't even related by blood and they were so close and affectionate. Whereas her mother had never been so 'motherly' to her. She'd never felt her mother's love before.. Gemma pulled away from Roxxie, kissed her cheek and then looked over to Rissa. "Oh, hey darlin! I'm Gemma, you must be Rissa." The woman pulled Rissa in for a quick hug. "Oh wow, aren't you absolutely gorgeous!"Roxxie grinned and nodded in agreement. "Thank you, Miss Gemma. It's nice to me you. You are quite beautiful yourself." Rissa replied, making Gemma giggle. "Baby you don't gotta call me, miss. Call me Gem, Gemma, Auntie Gem, Momma Gem. Whatever you like. Any friend of Roxanne's is a friend of mine." Gemma explained to the younger brunette. Rissa looked over at her friend when hearing the name 'Roxanne', she knew how much she hated it. Roxxie rolled her eyes and let out a laugh. "Oh, Clay told me you didn't bring anything with you? No clothes? Nothin'?" Gemma asked the girls who shook their heads in response. "Okay, well, i don't mind putting off the stack of files i gotta sort through and taking you girlies shopping instead?" Rissa's face lit up with excitement. Shopping?! She LOVED shopping! Especially for clothes! It was fair to say that Miss Gemma was winning her over. -- While the girls were out shopping for some new clothes, the members of SAMCRO were called in church for a meeting. Clay was sat at the top of the table and talking about Charming's new Sherrif, Eli Roosevelt. "The man seems to have it out for us, boys." Clay told his brothers. "We gotta keep our hands clean.. Or at least make it look like we are." The men around the table nodded in agreement. "Keep a low profile, but get shit done." "We have a meeting with the Gallindo Cartel in two days, until then, we celebrate the arrival of Roxxie and Rissa." The man grinned as everyone banged on the table and cheered. Clay respected and trusted his brothers to keep the girls safe. He knew they would help him keep them safe from the drama they left behind in Redding. The thing was, SAMCRO already knew who Elliot McQueen was. They'd done business with the rich playboy a couple of years ago. They knew what kind of manipulative, violent and unpredictable man he was so they prepared for the worst. "Those girls are deffo gonna cause us some trouble boys." Tig said with a smirk plastered on his face. Clay hit the back of his head with a small laugh. "Keep ya eyes and hands off my niece... The other one is free for the taking." "I'd happily take her." Jax said. "But Tara wouldn't like that." Chibs chimed in as he held his hand up in the air. "I can take one for the team." "Give over old man, she won't want you... I think I've got this one." Juice said with a goofy grin, the whole table began laughing. "That's all good, i don't like brunettes so..." Tig said as he thought about the redhead, his jeans growing tighter just thinking about her, he shifted in his seat and smirked. No one else added anything about Roxxie, even though they all thought she was hot, they knew Clay would have their balls if they did. Tig looked over to the top of the table to find Clay glaring at him. Yep, he would definitely get a shot to the dick if he carried on talking. -- After a long day of shopping with Gemma, both Roxxie and Rissa were tired out. It's safe to say Gemma knew how to spend money. "Can we nap?" Roxxie said in a whiny voice as they entered the Clubhouse. "Don't be stupid girl, it's been a long time since I've had girl's I actually like around here... We are getting ready for the party together." The older lady said in a stern but playful tone. They were going to get ready now? But it was only the afternoon? "But Gemma... The party isn't for like 4 hours?" Rissa said, for some reason she felt very comfortable around Gemma, which was unusual for many reasons. "Hush girly." Gemma said for leaving the room to gather her things. Both Roxxie and Rissa looked at each other and let out a laugh. "So I'm gonna wear the button up denim skirt and the red top, what you gonna wear Ris?" "Help me pick? You know usually I'd be wearing a shirt buttoned up to my neck and fancy pants." Rissa sighed as she thought about how controlling Elliot was, he even chose her clothes. Roxxie bit her lip as she rummaged through the bags. Then she grinned, pulling out the perfect outfit for her. "You are gonna be such a biker babe!" "Oh shut up." The dark haired girl laughed. "No I mean it... All those guys are gonna be fighting for your attention." She paused. "Stay away from Trager though okay?" The last part was said so seriously, Rissa knew it was a warning. Gemma strolled back into the girl's room, make up and hair appliences in hand. "Why are you brats still sat down? Go shower." she sighed as she rolled her eyes at the pair of them. "Sometimes I'm so glad I didn't have no daughters." She let out a small laugh as she shooed Roxxie into the shower. Once Gemma heard the shower going she walked over to the bed and took a seat next to Rissa. "So, do you want to talk about what has you looking so down baby?" The older woman hadn't known the girl long but she had taken a liking to her already and that didn't happen very often. "It's just, all these clothes... I would have never been able to wear them before... Both Elliot and that woman that gave birth to me would never allow it. I'm just a little overwelmed I guess." "Oh sweetie." Gemma sighed. "They ain't here and you can't live your life thinking about those bastards... You are here now and you are safe." Gem wrapped her arm around the girl and pulled her in for a hug. "Don't know if you heard but we are a big family at SAMCRO and you are now apart of that... Whether you like it or not" Gemma smirked before placing a kiss on her head. Roxxie walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. "It's your turn Ris." The brunette walked over and hugged her soaking wet bestfriend before running off to get in the shower. "What did I miss?" The red head asked the older woman. "Bonding, baby. Bonding"

60 notes · View notes