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cerise-on-top · 3 months

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hiiii!!! i love, love, loveeee your writings!

if it’s fine, I’d like to request Valeria, Kate, Farah, and Price with an s/o who dances folklorico (traditional mexican folk dances) if you can! Im a folklorico dancer so it’d be nice to see how you would personally think these 4 would be lol ^^

Hello! Thank you! That's more than fine, but I had to do some research on it since I've never heard about folklorico before! I hope it's alright still!

Price, Valeria, Farah and Laswell with a Folklorico-Dancer!S/O

Price: He has never heard of folklorico before,but he’s always willing to learn about something new, especially if it’s something relating to you or your heritage. Or just about anything that makes you happy. So naturally, you brought up folklorico at some point and he asked you about it. While he can’t really imagine what it would look like just from your verbal descriptions alone, he does look into it when he has the time, thinking it would be something nice he could dance with you. As soon as he sees the footwork of those men and how they hold their hands behind their backs he’s thoroughly impressed, albeit a bit intimidated. Price would love nothing more than to indulge you in your culture, eat your food, speak your language, dance your dances, but this doesn’t seem like something he could learn overnight. He just knows he’ll topple and fall over if he tries. But nevertheless, he consults you since it does seem really fun. It’s very fast paced and the dresses, the gorgeous dresses, are very colorful. You can teach him if you want, he’s a pretty good student. Although it will take him some time to become your counterpart, he does his best to learn as quickly as possible. At first he will be content with just watching you, though. If you’re a professional dancer then he’ll go to your shows if he can. And if he can’t be there in person then he’ll try his darndest to be able to watch the show afterwards. Folklorico, in his eyes, is so elegant and mesmerizing, he’d be a fool to miss out on such a thing. Will ask you to dance with him every once in a while, he’s not really afraid of making a fool out of himself in front of you, as long as it’s just you.

Valeria: She knows about folklorico. She knows about it very well since it’s part of her culture. If you ask her about it, she’ll claim she knows how to dance. This, however, is complete and utter nonsense, Valeria can’t dance particularly well. Slow dances, yes, but nothing this fast paced. You can ask her to dance with you, she’ll always find an excuse to not do so and watch you instead. Sometimes, if you really insist, she might growl a bit and tell you off before watching you dance on your own anyway. Don’t get me wrong, though, she loves the fact that you can dance folklorico. While she may not be as connected to her culture, seeing you dance does fill her with some form of pride for Mexico. You look absolutely stunning, spinning and tapping away, no one could ever match you and your energy or your beauty. Although Valeria would absolutely love to dance some folklorico with you at some point, she knows she’d just make a fool of herself, so she leaves you alone, for the most part. However, you can count on her to get you the most jaw dropping dresses or suits in the entire country. You will look dapper whenever you’re on stage, that’s for sure. Like Price, she’ll try to go and see your shows when she can, but don’t count on it since she, too, is a very busy woman. Will also look for ways to watch your shows afterwards, and if she can’t then she’ll just have you give her a private show. As mentioned before, seeing you dance like this fills her with some form of pride, so, when you’re done and panting, she might just pull you in for a kiss and tell you just how well you did as you were dancing. Please continue to do so, she absolutely adores it.

Farah: She has never heard about folklorico before, but you can’t particularly blame her either, she spent her entire life in Urzikstan fighting for freedom, so she doesn’t necessarily know too much about the world around her. However, she’s interested as soon as you tell her you’re a folklorico dancer. Like Price, she won’t really be able to imagine what it is you do based on you telling her how you dance, but you can always give her a little demonstration. She’s absolutely blown away by your moves, regardless of whether you’re twirling around in your dress or stepping away in your suit, she loves it. Farah does try to dance with you as well, but be warned, she has no experience in dancing whatsoever since she never had the time to properly learn. So, in the beginning, you’ll both probably just be twirling and spinning around, but at some point she would like to learn about your dance and your culture so she can be a part of it as well. In turn, she’ll teach you about her culture as well since she does love sharing it too. However, Farah is a very quick learner. She’s very quick on her feet and is able to keep up with you sooner rather than later, so at some point you will be dancing together, she’s determined to do so. Although she might not have the time and resources to get you your own suit or dress, she’s more than happy to make do with whatever she has. Farah can’t sew either, though, so she will just be using whatever she has at home. Due to what she does, she likely doesn’t have the time to watch your shows either, not even a rerun. You’re just gonna have to convince her of your capabilities as a dancer in person, what a bummer. Might sometimes mimic your movements as you dance. Not out of malice, but one day she just wants to be as good as you are, that’s all.

Laswell: She’s heard about folklorico as well. In fact, she’s been to cultural festivals all around the world and likely has seen some couples dance it together on stage, even if she might never have really known the proper name for it. But she remembers having seen it before. As soon as you tell her that you know how to dance folklorico, she’s very impressed. It was rather fast paced, something that likely takes quite some time to learn, so she can appreciate your dedication to it. Laswell isn’t the youngest anymore, but she’s still got some moves. While I don’t think she’d be able to dance proper folklorico with you, she will come watch you instead. Another one, who gets you the absolute nicest clothes out there to dance in. Does get a bit jealous when she watches you dance with someone else, but she gets over it fairly quickly since she knows you and her are a thing, not you and the other person. Sometimes she wonders how you don’t get dizzy, but it’s another thing she can admire properly about you. You’re just so beautiful while you’re dancing, plus you look like you’re having fun, and that’s all that matters to her. Will also ask you to dance for her when Laswell’s mind is full and she needs a distraction from it all. It’s just so elegant and it looks like it would be so much fun. Eventually, she’d give in and ask you to teach her a bit. She’s not doing that bad either, though. She, too, has somewhat quick feet, but she also has the determination to learn. Not as good and quick as Farah, but she tries. Loves, loves, loves the fact that you want to share your culture with her, is always more than willing to learn about it. Besides, what’s more beautiful than learning about a culture that isn’t your own? Everything about it is so cool to her, she’ll thank you for introducing her to it more properly.

#cod #cod x reader #john price #john price x reader #price x reader #valeria garza #valeria garza x reader #farah karim #farah karim x reader #kate laswell #kate laswell x reader #mexico seems like such a cool place the more I think about it I am completely smitten by folklorico it seems so awesome #kudos to you for being a folklorico dancer it looks like it would take time to learn a choreography for that #but it's so elegant looking I love it #dancing in general is such a cool thing. cultural moving around that is so much fun as well #I wanna get back into dancing again at some point #but the next dance club is so far away that I can't go there after work and it's such a shame #I would love to learn some more dances in all honesty #I only know how to slow waltz and how to do the Viennese waltz #one day I wanna be able to do the Linzer Walzer as well though #I just really wanna be able to waltz well #waltzing is so much fun even if I do get dizzy very easily #but that's not what this is about! thank you for sharing a piece of your culture here! this was very cool to write!

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fisheito · 4 months

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still on my princess nonsense 🤔 ex-royal rei who knows every formal dance 🤔🤔 apathetically leading country bumpkin yakumo 🤔🤔🤔, who is so 1000% fixated on his own feet bc he takes this very seriously and doesn't wish to disappoint earringtwinsenpai who so graciously took the time to teach hijm 🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔

#there's a new fulfillment need added to my pyramid #and it's everyone in dresses dancing with each other while navigating around their stupidly poofy dresses #while prince eiden has a nice refreshing beverage in the corner (dancing with your 9 fiances is hard work after all)#this is just one of several doodles i created right before bed #one in a series of [GURL (gender neutral) HELP I CANNOT SLEEP AND THIS IMAGE MUST LEAVE MY MIND BEFORE I CAN REST]#yakurei #nu carnival yakumo #nu carnival rei

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moghedien · 5 months

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I really love this version of the song because its so funny and yet so accurate to their characters in how they'd deal with encountering clones like

Like you have Usagi silently aplauding hers when its beating up her friends and being cute but then she's like "wait I don't wanna deal with this" when it starts coming after her

And then Ami's like "I can't attack people who look just like us!"

And then Rei's like "I CAN" and is just waiting for an excuse to attack all her friends' imposters

and then Mako is like "I HAVE WAITED MY ENTIRE LIFE TO PVP MYSELF"

And then there's Minako who's like "Ok now that you are all done fighting, the two Sailor Venuses are ready to perform"

#the fact that the ONLY imposter that sung along with their person was Minakos #and they were like dancing together and harmonizing #bless its the most Minako thing ever #I'm analyzing this show to distract myself because I'm not letting myself start reading the infinity arc until after work tomorrow #sera myu #petite etrangere #sailor moon #sailor mercury #sailor mars #sailor jupiter #sailor venus #usagi tsukino #ami mizuno #rei hino #makoto kino #minako aino

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icantalk710 · 2 months

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#ore no kao #nice brunch--once i got past some allergy concerns with my steak/eggs at this asian fusion spot--leading to fun karaoke hehe #first song was Handsome by The Vaccines for self indulgence before i see them tmrw 😌#then Stolen Dance from Milky Chance was fun #Semi-Charmed Life from Third Eye Blind went over well lol #and of course when a friend went with the Pokémon Theme i ha #*had to him 'em with the ol' Rica Matsumoto Aim to be a Pokémon Master for the Japanese side 💁🏽‍♂️#would've done Butterfly for Digimon if we had time lol #[or Dreamers from 2020]#oscars party with friends after where i didnt know 95% of the noms haha #fun sunday but no time to sleep in for work tmrw 😭😩😴

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troublemakergalaxy · 15 days

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"You are the dancing queen! Young and sweet! Only seventeen!!" fanart for the fic "(I'm Just A) Sweet Transvestite" by the wonderful @wisecrackingeric-2!! (below the keep reading is a little thing i noticed about the fic)

how did i not notice this before i had to take like 5 moments to process that this was infact real and in the fic LOL honestly. love it it was very hilarious to notice. i also could not get the "8675309~" part of the song out of my head for a good minute LOLL

#resident evil #leon kennedy #luis serra #leon s kennedy #luis serra navarro #serrenedy #serrennedy #please read this fic its amazing #go read all of eric's work NEOW!!!#eric sillies #debated between the S.O.S line or the dancing queen line but i think the dancing queen line fits better #i tried something new with the shading and i dont particularly care for it lol #i'll redraw this when it isn't late into the night for me #or i'll draw a different scene... maybe the one after this one...#(i'm just a) sweet transvestite #< tag for whenever i inevitably do

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carnivalcarriondiscarded · 5 months

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just got a call for an interview and answered the phone with The worst voicecrack of my life, im Wheezing

#hELlo- cmonnnnnnn #she took it in stride so we're just gonna ignore that happened #but yeah yippee!#lets do this again! same exact place!#the fact that this phone call was soooo informal its so funny #no 'hi this is blah blah blah you go here we're scheduling at this time'#nah it was essentially just 'hi again! does this time work for you? cool same place we'll see you there' and thats It #THIS WHOLE SITUATION IS SO FUNNY #like cmon they literally asked after me. why are we doing this song and dance again #they are literally Choosing Me For This Position and yet... smh waste of everyone's time!!#absolutely unprompted #this is one of the funniest Strangest situations ive been in #like??? whats this interview gonna be like?#one of the people is definitely gonna be the same person from before #what are we gonna act like theres an actual Point to this?#cmonnnnnn!#hi how was your day im literally the only candidate for this position thanks bye #man.#side note im watching war of the worlds 2005 for the first time and. why is the alien ship Cute #its a big ol tripod 🥺 like yeah yeah hundreds dead & billions of damage in infrastructure #but look at its widdle wiggly arms 🥺 i want to put it on a leash and take it for a lil walk around the block 🥺

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chr0n1c-ag0ny · 7 months

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Kunidazai reunion sparking them finally, actually, truly getting together (cause they're idiots who have essentially been and old married couple for years and were the last to notice)? I think yes.

kunikida offering his apartment to Dazai, as his partners was in no shape to be lived in, after all the time that had passed with no upkeep and the time it spent in police custody, being milled through for any potential evidence. there was no way he could let him go back to it, not now, not tonight. Kunikida needs him close tonight.

Dazai takes him up on his offer. he doesn't want to be alone. he won't admit it, but he can't be alone, he doesn't know what it would do to him, what he would do to himself if he was left unattended. so he gratefully, while making jabs and cracking jokes at his partner, follows him home.

their night proceeds as normal, as it had for years of Dazai crashing with him. Kunikida cooks while Dazai sits up on his counter, rambling on and on about anything he can think of. Kunikida never realized how much he missed Dazai's voice until the relief of not cooking in silence hit him.

when they eat Dazai drags his partner to sit on the couch, even though Kunikida hates eating on the couch, knowing he would make an exception for him, just for tonight. they sit too close to just be friends, coworkers, partners even. their arms touch, their knees lean into one another.

when Dazai's finished with his dinner he lays a head in Kunikida's lap, turning on the TV, flipping through all of his partners recorded media until he finds the show they had been watch together, every episode that aired since he was arrested is recorded and unwatched. with blurry eyes he hits play. Kunikida's hand is in his hair and it doesn't leave.

they don't talk, they don't have to, they've talked enough. for now they just want to sit and feel each other's touch and hear each other's breathing. it's all they need.

its nearly 3 in the morning when Dazai finally starts to doze, he'd curled up into a ball, halfway in Kunikida's lap at that point, holding onto one of his partner's hands. Kunikida knows he should get them both to bed, he should offer Dazai the room and take the couch, that he should have the man some space after all he'd been through. but he aches at the thought of leaving his side, at being separated again.

but he doesn't even have to say anything, should have known he never had to, Dazai's always been sharp as a tack, his intuition, almost terrifyingly, even sharper.

His partner turned lazily in his arms, looking up at him with tired but knowing eyes. let's go to bed, they say. you don't have to go, you can stay, they assure. please don't go, they beg.

Kunikida breathes a long, heavy, sigh of relief.

"ok," he answers, before finally getting up after hours laid up on the couch, watching as Dazai continues to doze.

his heart aches with feverish heat. he'd missed him so much he had begun to go mad, had gone mad really, and now his partner was back, he was back and alive and mostly well, and now he was so relieved it ached in its own right.

he went about making up his bed for two, for Dazai, knowing he needed enough pillows and blankets for half a dozen people, but kept stopping to look over the back of the couch to make sure he was still there, still with him, that he hadn't been taken away again. by the time he's done he's probably crossed his apartment two to three dozen times, from his room to the couch again and again, before he's finally decided the room was good enough, there were enough blankets for Dazai to cover himself with and pillows to hide in.

when he goes to Dazai this time around, he kneels in front of him, carding a hand through his hair, tracing a thumb over his brow, to his nose, and then his cheek. his partner's eyes flutter open, a smile graces his lips.

"come on," he whispers, worried too loud a voice would shatter the delicate air of safety and comfort around them, "time for bed."

Dazai hums, getting up with a stretch and a yawn, much like a cat, before gingerly hopping off the couch and into Kunikida's arms, a false smile and air of cheekiness to him, hiding the ache Kunikida knew all too well resided in his partner's heart as much as it did his own, if not more. he holds him for a moment, savoring the feeling of him in his arms, before taking his hand and leading him to their room.

Dazai knows the drill. he goes to the other man's dresser and picks out a pair of his own sweatpants, ones he kept here for nights like these, and as per usual, one of Kunikida's shirts, gliding across the room, out into the hall, and into the bathroom.

Kunikida crawls into bed, feeling like he's been hit by a bus by the days events, and ends up half asleep by the time he feels Dazai crawling into bed next to him.

he expects to see bandages peeking from the borrowed nightshirt, to watch Dazai shield himself from the world, from his partner's touch, with a swarm of blankets, for Dazai to lay on his back, staring up at the ceiling, waiting for him to fall asleep first.

but tonight's different, so different.

Dazai's skin is bare where the shirt doesn't cover, his scars on display, each and every one of them, the burns, the cuts, the bullet wounds, the ones Kunikida has never one been able to decipher the story of. they're all bared to him, with no visible hesitation on Dazai's end.

when his partner climbs into bed he neglects the pile of blankets laid out for him, the pillows too. instead he lifts the comforter that's draped over the entirety of the bed, Kunikida included, sliding beneath it like it's natural to him, like he'd done it every night for months, years even.

he looks at Kunikida for a moment, silently asking for permission, which Kunikida cannot give fast enough, and then Dazai's in his arms, his own wrapped around his neck, nothing between them but the clothes on their backs.

Dazai pulls away, just a bit, Kunikida almost cries out, almost pulls him back in, but knows better. he lets dazai go, but he never leaves. he's moved just far back enough so they could both look each other in the face.

"I missed you," he spoke softly, his hands shifting to hold the blonde's face.

"I missed you too,"

there's a moment of silence.

"I love you." the words are hesitant, skittish even, like he's unsure of how Kunikida would take it.

"I love you too," he replies without a second thought. he loves his partner, he loves him, more than he knows what to do with, so much it drives him mad and makes him ache.

Dazai nods. he's thinking, Kunikida can see it on his face, his mind is going a million miles a second. worry flashes on Dazai's face, and Kunikida panics, goes to pull away, goes to give Dazai space, even if his own skin burns at the thought of parting with Dazai's.

but Dazai doesn't let him, he clings to him, "Don't go, please don't go, please," he begs.

his voice is desperate, so Kunikida doesn't. he watches his partners face twist and turn, watches as fear spreads across his brow and tears gather in his eyes, and he doesn't know what to do because this has never happened.

but than Dazai leans in, slowly, tugging Kunikida closer so they can meet in the middle. Kunikida feels his partners lips on his. he kisses him back. he can't decide if that was a foolish decision or not. It's soft, softer than either of them knew they were capable of, it's gentle and earnest and good.

Dazai stops after a moment, lingers in Kunikida's space before looking him in the eye once more, he doesn't speak, they don't need to. Dazai looks at him, tears running down his face, but he's smiling, he's ok. his thumbs wipe away tears Kunikida hadn't realized he'd shed. they're ok.

"I love you," Dazai mutter's again, speaking again before the other man can answer "Kunikida?"

"yes, Dazai?"

"don't go."

"I won't."

"promise?"

"I promise." its a foolish thing to say, but Dazai needs to hear it, hell, he needs to hear it, "I'm not going anywhere, so long as you promise me the same."

he hesitates, his eyes avoid Kunikida's for a moment, before returning from their shared gaze, "I'll try, I promise, I'll really try this time"

Kunikida nods, slowly moving to kiss Dazai's forehead, the brunette leans into it.

"I know you will," he whispers into Dazai's skin, "and I'll always be here when it's too hard to manage on your own."

there's silence again, but it doesn't feel wrong or heavy, its soft and warm and it feels right.

"I love you," Kunikida finally returns.

there's more silence, Dazai just looks at him, just watches, fingers playing with Kunikida's hair and drifting over his face until something clicks into place in the other man's mind, something nobody but Dazai could ever understand.

he leans in once more to kiss his cheek before he settles against Kunikida's chest, letting out a pleased huff as he curls himself into a ball, "goodnight," he muttered, almost instantly going still with sleep.

"goodnight," Kunikida replied, knowing Dazai wasn't going to hear him, pressing his own goodnight kiss to the top of Dazai's head before burying his face in the other man's hair (Dazai doesn't smell like his shampoo anymore. it makes something in him cringe. he tries and fails to ignore it).

it takes Kunikida a while to fall asleep, he's too busy running the night over and over and over again in his mind. he holds Dazai close and lets his fingers trace over scars, feeling over his too-thin frame, feeling each bone beneath his skin. there's so many thoughts rushing through his mind, to many fears, worries, anxieties, what ifs. what if I hurt him? what if I break him? what if I ruin this?

his thoughts are only stopped when Dazai gently nudges his head into his jaw, hands pulling Kunikida's off of him, holding them gently in his own (he should have known sleep wouldn't come that easy to Dazai).

he takes a deep breath, steadying himself and his mind, his partner's hands squeeze his gently, good, they seem to say, and sleep finally starts to pull at him once more.

he lets it happen, let's his eyes close and his mind go blank, knowing Dazai is safe, he's safe in his arms, he won't be taken away again. he sleeps knowing Dazai loves him, that he kissed him, that tomorrow they'll wake up like this, and maybe, just fucking maybe they can finally have this one happy ending.

#I love when two emotionally constipated men find ways to be indirectly vulnerable and soft with one another. it matters so much to me.#they don't know how to talk about it or what they mean to one another or what they need from the other but they make it work #but after so long of dancing around each other only to be ripped apart for so long something just gives way and for once its in their favor #I hc that Dazai can be quite graceful in a ghostly and/or feline sort of way when he wants to be. he hops to his toes instead of standing-#glides instead of walking. stares into your soul with these big old eyes instead of just look. so thats just sprinkled in here.#on another note. these men are idiots. I said getting together but for christ sake they've been together for years they just never noticed.#I cringed at their stupidity multiple times while writing this.#dazai is scared of loving kunikida. he's scared his love will damn the man he loves. he's scared he'll leave too #but he can only run from his feelings so long #kunikida is scared to love dazai. he's scared he will find a way to break him. that he won't be careful enough. that he'll screw it all up.#they're so fucking messy and I love them your honor #I have so much to say about them #kunikida bsd #kunikida doppo #bsd kunikida #dazai osamu #bsd dazai #dazai bsd #kunikidazai #kunidazai #if you see typo's no you don't

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fijiwater33 · 7 days

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The Damianya sport rivalry part 1:

Anya and Damian stared each other down on the mat as they approached each other. The 15 and the 14 year olds both donning a Judo gi. As they met in the middle Anya had an intense look that was opposite of Damian’s smirk.

Anya went off like a rocket at him trying to grab his collar and sleeve. But with a quick step and a pull of her collar Anya found her heels off the mat, and herself looking up at the ceiling.

“So is Judo still just a bunch of dorks in pajamas?” Damian asked.

“Alright you got me here but, don’t be so high and mighty just yet. You still said you would try wrestling out.” Anya retorted with a smile as Damian gave her a hand up.

“Oh if you insist on going 0-2 today be my gue… hey what are you doing?” Damian asked as he saw Anya took the spare gi he gave her off showing she had her wrestling singlet underneath.

“Don’t do that for the love of God.” He said red in the face as Anya stuck her tongue out in response.

“Sorry.” She said teasingly as she crouched into a wrestling stance.

The two teens circle each other for a second until Anya shoots for a takedown going for a double leg with Damian kicking his legs back to sprawl, but Anya explosive as ever powers through and is able to pick his heel getting him on his back. Recovering quickly he gets on his hands and knees to turtle up. Anya attempts to flip him over but making himself heavy carried over from judo for him. As the battle of wills rages Anya is finally able to get his knees out and get him on his back, and quickly pins his shoulders on the mat.

“1-1 now!” She says enjoying her light hearted revenge.

“Now I see why everyone else on the team is afraid of you.” He said now humbled.

“I am my mama’s daughter.” She says with pride.

“Wasn’t expecting it to be over this quickly.”

“Don’t be too hard on yourself you survived longer than the other boys on the team” she said as she got up. “I’ll make you a deal you show me some throws and trips and I’ll show you how to wrestle for when your matches hit the ground?” She offered along with a hand to help him up.

“Deal!” He said taking her hand.

“See you on the mats tomorrow then.” She said as she pulled him up.

The next day.

“So you two were “wrestling” in the gym all alone?” Becky asked teasingly. “Aren’t you two scandalous” she added as Ewen and Emile snickered.

“Oh grow up you guys! Anya said annoyed and pink in the face matching Damian’s flustered face.

#spy x family #anya forger #damian desmond #damianya #spy x family headcanons #spy x family headcanon #spy x family fanfiction #spy x family ficlet #later that year Damian won a championship with a pin #and Anya started working throws into her takedowns #inspired by them fighting after their dance #Also just how I imagine their styles #also anon who sent me the prompt of them wrestling I wasn’t ignoring you #I already had that idea in mind

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