#mochara

> He’s way more shy than you’d think, you meet when he’s the only one hanging around outside of a venue

> It’s dark out yet he still has his sunglasses on, hat down and hood up. He thinks it’s hiding that he can’t keep eye contact

> But despite how he has to keep looking away between talking, he’ll notice you’ve gotten cold and lean in more. Jokingly offer you his cigarette too

> You’d swap numbers, he put ‘Liam’ and said he doesn’t have any social media. He’s barely into texting, but he started calling daily

> He has different jackets everytime you see him. You could probably take 5 or 10 before he notices any missing. He’d let you keep them though

> His love language is sharing

> He was the first to say I love you, you just didn’t realise because he was too shy to say it in person. He’d always hang up the phone with “Tá grá agam duit”

> Eventually Liam decides he wants to show you ‘Mo Chara’, like they’re two different people

> He joked you look too good to be in the crowd distracting him, but really he’d worry about you too much to focus while performing

> On the side of the stage watching him and Móglaí before Kneecap is called on, they run up and Mo Chara kisses you as he goes past

> The only similarity between Liam and Mo Chara is he still has his head covered.. as he’s screaming how much he ‘FUCKING LOVE’s the room full of ‘LOW-LIFE SCUMBAGS!!!’

> At the end he bounces off stage and goes back to kissing you. He puts his glasses up on his hat and looks so serious asking if you liked it if you liked him

> You’re so excited you accidentally call him Mo Chara (My Friend) and he stops you “Im not your fucken friend?!, Mo ghrá thú (You are my love)”

> The bigger kneecap gets the later he stays out. You miss him and overthink because he rarely checks his phone

> Usually high and still drinking past midnight until he misses you too much and bails on the group. He almost always wakes up late, maybe hungover

> He doesn’t really argue back, he can’t take it seriously when you’re mad and keeps trying to make jokes about you yelling

> If you did make Liam mad he’d shut down and stop speaking. Its funny, Mo Chara is usually looking for confrontation, he would not take that shit from anyone else

> There’d be a handful of times when he didn’t come over and you find out days later he had been locked up and begged Móglaí and Próvaí not to worry you

> Seeing you cry could go a few ways: If he blames himself, he gets all avoidant. If someone else upset you he gets mad and protective REAL quick. Any other reason he’d just hold you for a looong time

> He wouldn’t do pda with strangers watching, but if it’s just you and his friends he won’t let go of your hand, always wants you sitting on his lap and wraps you in his jackets

> When Kneecap gets a tour it’s constant travelling, sharing hotels, and work. He doesn’t get to be alone, he literally can’t wank

> He just FaceTimes you and whines about being stuck with adrenaline and how badly he needs to cum

> When they land home he’d ditch his bags with Móglaí and go straight from the airport to your house

> His dick gets hard just hearing the door unlock and he pushes you back inside to the wall. He can only keep his mouth off you for short enough breaks to say “fuck”, “shit”, “Jesus”. Thats still Mo Chara

> You can feel the difference, the aggression. Liam is slower ..and actually uses a bed, Liam is an eater. He wants to look at you, hear you, feel you. Mo Chara needs to use you

> You always know when he’s horny and ready to go home because he keeps nestling his head on you and mumbling in Irish. Even if you cant understand you know it’s him begging

> He might like it more if you didn’t know Irish, joke about converting you, ask if you want him to give you a fenian baby (too far?)

> Before Kneecap Liam was planning to be a youth worker <real fact)

> He definitely wanted kids “someday”, when your lives are calmer.. but he’s not that careful about it either

> You call to tell him you’re pregnant when he’s away again, he would fly home asap and stay home for the whole 9 months+

> He’d speak to your stomach solely in Irish and be so proud to sing traditional songs for nursery rhymes

> Móglaí would be the godfather and buy your babies first piece of claddagh. All of Kneecap would flood your house with North face baby clothes for the first wean

Móglaí Bap loves:

> Nicknames. Like calling you Baby, Mo ghrá (My love), Wifey, Princess, etc

> When you send nudes while he’s away. They’d be stuck in his head 24/7 until he gives up and has to fly you out

> Flexing how hot his girl is. He would never tell you what to wear because someone looking too hard is an excuse to grab your face and start sloppy kissing you

> PDA, hickeys, licking, getting in the car and pulling on your clothes, when you suck on his fingers

> Getting head, throwing his neck back, biting his lip, gathering your hair in his fist, wiping your wet face afterwards “Tá tú go hálainn (You are beautiful)”

> Your ass. Always holding it, if you grind on him he loses focus on anything else. Especially when he’s high and desperate to touch you

> High sex where he gets soppy and overwhelmed. It’s the only time he prefers being called Naoise, while you look down into his eyes and talk him through it

> When he’s the one fucking you and doesn’t respond unless you call him Móglaí. Backshots, grabbing your wrists, hair pulling, swiping over your pussy telling you to be louder are his favourites

> When he’s propped above you and his chain swings to the same rythm as he’s stroking. If it bothers you, you can wear it for him

> Using a condom or atleast pulling out

> Being affectionate after. Hair stroking, baby kisses on the side of your face, he loves when you fall asleep on him.

> When you leave and his bed still smells like you

Mo Chara loves:

> Voice notes when you’re apart. Listening to your gasps and moans to masturbate, then he sends back a thank-you message all groan-y and out of breath

> Dry humping. Dragging you onto his lap to make you feel the hard you made

> When you have an attitude and he gets to match it. Seeing who can be more aggressive, grabbing your throat “What the fuck do you think you’re playing at?”

> Your breasts. Sleeping with his hand on your chest, when he kisses you from behind reaching under your clothes, anytime you get undressed he stares like it’s the first time, wants any opportunity to suck them

> His hands going down your panties, laughing slightly when you can’t stay still, licking his fingers afterwards makes him so hungry

> While eating you out, pausing to ask whose it is. Staring and barely touching you until he gets his answer. Your choice: ‘Liam’s’ ‘Mo Chara’s’ ‘Yours’ ‘Do cheannsa (Yours)’. Then he stops teasing and keeps his head down suckling until your legs are shaking

> Always raw sex. Either wiping some spit on the tip of his dick or sliding it over your wet

> His favourites are nails digging in his back, putting your legs over his shoulders, swearing, degrading/affection at the same time

> Freezing up when he cums. Mouth open, trying to hold you still. If you keep going his eyes lock shut “Fuuuuck, go leor! (enough!)”

> Falling asleep straight away. It’s not on purpose, he’s just drained and so at peace. Needing to tap out for awhile

> When you put on his shirt after. He needs round 2 as soon as he notices