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Meanwhile my dumbass : WHERES HIS EXPOSED NECK -??

Who Crosshair thought Hunter saw when he said he would Plan 99 himself:

Who Hunter actually saw:

Introducing Seris VanTessa!

Seris VanTessa grew up in New Jersey, just across the water from New York, and made it to Barnard College at Columbia University in 1942 at freshly eighteen years old. She was randomly assigned Riyo Chuchi as a roommate that first year and they’ve lived together in Hartley Hall ever since, even after Riyo moved on to her doctoral program.

Through Riyo she got to know Echo and his twin brother Fives not long before both were deployed. Echo was easy to like: disciplined, straightforward, clearly devoted to Riyo. Fives was fun and great company. It seemed natural that she and Fives might pair off the way Echo and Riyo had, but it never quite took. Fives had a wandering eye and Seris had better things to do with her time. She has always preferred the intellectual type anyway, though she hasn’t had much occasion to act on that preference. Between school, volunteering, and performing, dating has been the easiest thing to set aside.

She is pursuing dual degrees in dance and political science. The plan is a dance career while she’s young and able, and then a political career after. She keeps herself strung and busy: studying during the day and dancing at night as a Copa Girl at the Copacabana. It was her big break and the job she landed after spending part of her undergrad with the USO, performing with a dance troupe and helping host club nights and events for troops.

Seris is set to finish both degrees in 1945 and move straight into her master’s in the same two subjects.

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modern AU date night with Tech!

My friend thinks the way I draw Tech looks just like her boyfriend, so I did a redraw of a picture of him but with the way I draw Tech LOL! hope y’all like this silly piece

Can i request headcannons of having sex with crosshair for the first time as friends vs after years of dating??? Like what would be the differences? Thanks in advance

Heyyy! Tysmm and Thank you for this amazing request! I love this sm 🥹🥹

Peers/friends vs. years of dating

Crosshair x fem reader

NSFW 18+ HEADCANNONS

Peers/Friends

It starts with a sudden, rough snap in tension that completely shatters the platonic boundaries. There’s no gentle transition, he traps you against the nearest wall, his long, heavy frame pinning you down before you can even process the shift. His hands are frantic and impatient, tearing at your clothes and scratching his calluses against your bare skin. He wedges his knee between your thighs, forcing them open with an unyielding pressure because he’s spent way too long thinking about you and can't wait another second to finally put himself inside of you.

gn reader warnings: suggestive content

hunter clenches his jaw and runs a slow hand over his jaw, letting out the quietest, raspiest, “fuck…” under his breath. your face heats up a bit, expecting his gaze to roam down your body first, but he looks into your eyes, deep and dark in the way he stares at you. his hands find your hips, pulling you close enough for his lips to brush against yours. “perfect,” he mutters before kissing you, devouring you with a hungry stroke of his tongue as he groans into your mouth. “you’re perfect…”

tech exhales out the last of his shallow breathing, his lips parted in slight surprise even though he expected you to knock the wind out of him like this. you take his hand gently and place it near your torso. “you can touch me,” you tell him, guiding his hand down your stomach, lower and lower. “i want you to touch me…” you whisper. he swallows hard and grabs your hips, pressing his forehead against yours with a ragged breath. “i doubt i’ll be able to stop once i start,” he says quietly.

wrecker blushes at the sight of your naked body. he’s technically braved scarier situations, but this is what gets him. he sits on the edge of the bed with his legs spread and tugs you forward by the back of your thighs, hiding his reddening face in the soft kiss he presses to your stomach. “fuck, you’re pretty,” he mutters, trailing his lips lower in warm, open-mouthed sucking motions that raise goosebumps all over your bare skin. “already knew that, but it still makes me nervous…”

crosshair takes you in slowly, like he’s observing every inch of you through his cold, piercing gaze. your eyes flick away from his from the weight of his perception, but he tilts your face up with a hand along your jaw, pressing his thumb into your chin. he swipes it back and forth as he murmurs, “don’t hide,” and drags his touch down your neck, running a nimble finger down your chest. his touch teases a sharp inhale from you, which he subtly smirks at. “oh, the things i plan on doing to you…”

echo blows out a breath and shakes his head slightly, his soft gaze pausing on you. “you’re beautiful,” he tells you. you see him hesitate to reach for you, so you take his hand and bring it closer. he moves forward despite his initial caution and presses his palm right over your heartbeat, where he can feel it racing fast. “nothin’ to worry about,” he says softly, studying you. you swallow hard as he places your hand over his heartbeat, which is pounding even faster, letting the moment speak for itself.

wolffe is unreadably silent as he just stares for a second. with someone like him, it’s hard to tell if he’s judging you or something else, which makes this even more vulnerable for you. you’re caught off guard at the moment his muscular frame bears over you when he leans in close and kisses you hungrily, roaming his hands around your waist before they dip down to squeeze your ass. you gasp into his mouth, but he just kisses you harder and heavier upon hearing the sound. “mine,” he murmurs under his breath, nipping at your bottom lip. his fingers dig into your skin possessively, feeling you everywhere he pleases. “this is all mine.”

fox leans back in his seat and adjusts his hips, not even trying to hide his desire for you. he cocks his head to the side with a dark and heavy-lidded gaze that traces over you, committing your figure to his memory. he pats a firm hand down on his thigh and orders, “come here,” in that low, demanding voice that tells you he’s not going to say it twice. he pulls you down when you straddle him, sliding his hands up your arched back. “aw, don’t be scared, i won’t bite,” he whispers in your ear.

cody chuckles drily, “you’re trying to kill me, now, aren’t you?” and hums low under his breath as he kisses you, pulling back just enough to meet your eyes. he touches the small of your back before slowly moving lower to cup your ass. you gasp a bit, but you’re not surprised. “shh, you’re alright,” he soothes and rubs his hand over your skin reassuringly. “god, you’re so fuckin’ soft…” he mutters to himself, feeling the difference between the rough pads of his fingertips and your body.

mayday holds you in his arms, a tight embrace that warms your body. he kisses your cheek and lets his lips linger just at the corner of your mouth, whispering, “you’re so lovely,” against your skin. you make a soft “hmm” sound under your breath and tilt your face closer so that your mouth is now right under his, barely any distance between the breaths you share. “i don’t know…” you whisper. he squeezes your hips and slants his lips over yours, parting them hungrily. “don’t ever doubt it.”

rex groans a low “fuck” and sinks to his knees. his hands come around your hips, and his breath warm against your skin as he kisses your stomach. “god, help me…” he whispers hoarsely, pulling you close to kiss a path down lower, teasing you with slow flicks of his tongue that make you squirm and gasp in his hold. “i know, baby…” he mutters in response to your soft noises and the way you grab his shoulders, holding onto him desperately. “just let me have a little fun with you first, yeah?”

fives crushes his mouth to yours before the nerves can even properly settle in your stomach. he cups your face and kisses you hungrily, sucking on your bottom lip in a slow drag that pulls it out before he tilts his head for a deeper angle. “you’re too pretty for me,” he murmurs into your lips, his hands trailing down your body like he’s outlining your shape with his touch. he pulls you closer by the ass, hiking your legs around his waist. “so fuckin’ sexy—” he whispers, kissing your neck.

kix smiles at you softly and cups the side of your face, pulling you into a slow kiss. his body slowly comes down on yours, which presses you into the bed as you lie back, parting your lips under his for a deeper kiss. he slides his hand over your thigh, touching you like you’re made of glass. you whimper when he kisses down your neck, moving down your body. “you’re beautiful,” he whispers, settling between your legs with his kind eyes on you. “i want you to feel how true that is…”

jesse pauses at first, staring at you with a wide, lovestruck gaze. he opens his mouth to speak but ends up exhaling softly. “i—wow…” he says and grips your waist, his eyes just wandering over you before he looks up at you. he leans in close, and you think he’s going to kiss you on the mouth, but he kisses your jaw, slowly trailing lower as his body sinks down with his lips. you breathe shakily when his kisses tickle your chest, while he murmurs, “even prettier than i dreamed…”

hardcase looks at you like he’s planning to pounce with the intention of eating you alive. mischief sparks in his gaze as he kisses you hard, grabbing the bare skin just above your hips with a hungry groan. “fuck, look at you…” he moans into the kiss, lifting you up against him. “been waiting to get my hands on you like this, mhmmm,” he presses his forehead to yours, panting slightly to catch his breath. your breath catches when he lowers his voice and whispers, “been waiting a long time.”

gregor swipes his tongue over his bottom lip in a subtle licking motion, staring at you as if the rest of the world around him has disappeared. he takes you in his arms gently and rubs his hands down your back, slow to fit his mouth against yours in a deep, shuddering kiss. “what should i do with you first?” he teases lightly, dipping his head to kiss your neck. you squeeze his shoulders and suck in a breath. “whatever you want,” you tell him quietly. “oh, i know what i want,” he mutters.

howzer swallows the lump in his throat. “you just love torturing me, huh?” he rasps, moving forward so that you’re forced to lean back until you’re sprawled out under his body. you push your fingers through his hair right when he leans down to kiss you. he pulls back to take a sharp breath, gently stroking the side of your face. “you’re beautiful,” he tells you honestly, slowly inching his touch down your body. “i’m gonna take care of you now, okay? you tell me if it’s too much…”

emerie subconsciously lets her gaze wanders down your body, but she seems to blink hard when she catches herself, blushing slightly. “my eyes are up here,” you tease, your smile slowly fading when her hands find your waist, rubbing circles over your skin. your lips part to release a quiet breath, feeling her touch all over even though it’s concentrated in one part of your body. “so, i can’t look at you?” she replies back, her tone matter-of-fact despite the subtle smile ghosting her lips.

wolffe x fem reader summary: sex is wolffe's favorite way to relieve his stress... warnings: sexual content a/n: i just need this man to rail the fuck out of me right fucking now

a bad day for wolffe is a good day in bed. he always walks around like there’s a dark cloud hovering over him, but sometimes, the entire storm rains down on you when he just snaps. he grabs your throat as he pounds into you, his long, calloused fingers almost covering your face as his grip on you gets messy. the pressure of his cock slamming through your tight, dripping walls deepens with every angry thrust. you spread your legs for him and sink your nails into his back, raking them down in a harsh drag that makes him hiss between his frustrated groans, panting and grunting like a dog in your ear. your bodies are tangled together in your warm bedsheets, rhythmically knocking the headboard back into the wall as he fucks you hard, but not sloppy, angling his hips so he hits your sensitive spot so good that you feel him all the way in your stomach.

“oh my god,” you moan. “oh, wolffe, i’m so close…”

his lips graze over your temple as he glares down at you, his temper still set ablaze from his shitty day. “yeah?” he breathes, dropping his forehead down against your cheek as you clench around his rough thrusts, taking him so good. “well, that’s too bad…” he rasps, “‘cause i’m still in a bad fuckin’ mood.”

you gasp and clutch him desperately, feeling the knot in your lower stomach coil like a snake. the heat inside of you yanks hard when he slams into you, and you’re arching your back with tingly stars crawling down your body. you cry out like you’re in pain, but it hurts so damn good as you tremble under him, your pussy fluttering around him. he doesn’t let you ride out your orgasm, still fucking you at the same rough pace, now sliding through you even faster because of how much more wet and stretched out you are for him. your clit pulses hard as you cling to his muscular shoulders, limp all over like jello. he bends your knees to your chest to hit you deeper, groaning, “fuck…ohh, fuck—” under his breath in a low, deep voice.

tears of pleasure corner your eyelids. “wolffe—it’s too much—”

he squeezes the hand on your face and kisses your cheek, leaving his lips to linger on your sweaty skin. “be good and take it.”

you turn your head to lock your mouths together, whimpering softly into the kiss he ravishes you with. his tongue slides over yours as he kisses you slow and dirty. you struggle to kiss him back through his harsh thrusts, just hugging him close, letting him fuck all his frustrations into you. you feel the burdens he carries in the heaviness of his body moving over yours; the pressure of your lips colliding together in between his hoarse grunts. you want to make it all go away for him, to kiss the bruises you can’t see—the ones that cover his soft heart and harden it into something crueler than he actually is. you moan into his mouth when another orgasm passes through you like the tide, rolling out as he fucks the rest of your energy out of you, leaving you sore and pulsing around him.

he only slows himself when he’s close, bracing his arms around your head to stare down at you, his gaze heavy-lidded while your eyes are closed from exhaustion. you hear him groan as he cums inside of you, leaving his cock lodged in your pussy even after you’ve milked every last drop of him. his forehead comes down on yours, and you blink up at him slowly, tickling him with your lashes. your cheeks are flushed, and your smile is sleepy but sweet when you stroke the scarred side of his face. he presses his mouth to yours, almost hesitating before parting your lips under his. you sigh softly as he caresses you with his tongue, reluctantly pulling away at the realization that you’re dozing off. you’re barely awake while he cleans you up and tucks you back into bed, your body weakly squirming toward him on his side of the messy sheets.

he cradles you in the crook of his arm, just holding you as you sleep, skin-to-skin the way he likes it. you find him still awake only a couple of hours later, his distant gaze trained up at the ceiling. then it flicks toward you and softens when you reach for him, gently running a finger down his cheek. he watches you, silent despite the many things he wants to say. but he’s never been all that good at talking about his feelings…

“sorry you had a bad day,” you whisper.

the apologetic guilt in your tone surprises him. he chuckles drily and rolls over toward you, trapping you in his embrace with a deep sigh.

“could’ve been worse.”

“mm,” you wrap your arms around him, “what would you do without me?”

he blows out a breath. “i don’t even wanna fuckin’ think about that.”

“good thing i’m not going anywhere…” you tell him lightly.

he smirks at this a bit and presses his lips to the top of your head.

“like i’d let you.”

Pt. 3

Introducing Riyo Chuchi!!

Riyo Chuchi is a doctoral candidate in law at Columbia University in New York City, one of the relatively few women to have made it that far in the program. She lives in Hartley Hall with her roommate and close friend Seris VanTessa, which was a pairing that started as a random assignment in 1942 and stuck.

Law school takes up most of her time, but Riyo has always been clear on what the degree is for. She intends to go into politics. A Senate seat is the goal, and treats that as the plan rather than a dream. She votes in every local election, volunteers regularly at food banks around the city, and puts consistent time into advocating for women’s rights. She believes that ordinary participation matters, that everyone has some part to play in making things better, including bringing soldiers home safe.

She met Echo in 1940, during her first year at Columbia. He was finishing his bachelor’s degree, and they shared enough beliefs and values that they’ve been together since. He shipped out in 1941, and she writes to him when she can.

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Introducing Echo!!

Echo grew up in the Bronx, the child of immigrants from New Zealand, and lived a few streets over from his cousins (the quadruplet brothers who would later become the Bad Batch). He and his twin brother Fives had been on their own since college, after they lost their parents, and had managed well enough between the two of them.

He started his bachelor’s degree at Columbia in 1938, the same university where, two years later, he’d meet a first-year student named Riyo Chuchi. She was sharp and certain about many ideals, and they agreed on enough of them that it turned into something more. By the time he graduated in 1941 he was putting her name down as his emergency contact on his draft registration.

When the draft came that same year, Echo and Fives went together. Both were assigned to the 501st Infantry, with Echo as serial number 1409. They shipped out the same way they’d done most things: side by side. While he is away, he writes to Riyo every week without fail.

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