Connie x Black! Fem! Reader.
connie was the love and light of your life , and you where his. as far as you know , you did no wrong in his eyes. everyone told you that this was the "honeymoon phase" but let's be honest who's in that phase for three years.
as far as you were concerned, you were the main girl of his life, atleast you thought you were. of course you had your suspicions but you were convinced he'd never do anything like that.
there wasn't much he could've done anyways, he lived with you and it was the same thing every day. you woke up , he woke up , you got ready , he got ready , you stayed home or went to studios for photos, ran errands and while he went to work , tattooed , gave a couple piercings then went home.
so there really wasn't much he can do? right?. well today was different. tonight officially made three years of your relationship. so when he went off to work today you were a little suspicious when he didn't say anything about the occasion.
you had the whole day set up. 9:30 hair appointment, 3:15 nails , then the rest of the day cleaning and cooking then boom! surprise your boyfriend with a anniversary date from home.
at 6:30, when he usually got home you sat the table waiting for him to walk through that door. atleast that is what you thought should happen, right now it was 11:37 pm. upset , you were cleaning everything you set up. "niggas not even here.”
you went to your room, mumbling all negative words to yourself about him and the occasion. cleaning up the room a little bit then going into the bathroom to shower.
when you finally finished that and your nightly routine, you laid down on your bed looking at the digital clock on your nightstand. 12:30.
sighing to yourself you closed your eyes , trying your hardest to get some sleep but it seemed virtually impossible, the room door opened and you turned your body around seeing it was connie.
"hey mami." he leaned over the bed to kiss you but you dodged it. "where were you?" connie rolled his eye at your question.
''''ok, could we not do this today?" he grumbles. "i don't feel like doing anything right now, it's late and i'm tired."
connie walked into the bathroom, stripping his clothes till his underwear and throwing his shirt and jeans in a hamper. "connie tell me what the fuck made you so tired that you come home damn near twelve in the morning."
you weren't even going to mention your anniversary , you're going to let him figure that on his own. " i was with jean." he plopped on the bed facing away from you.
"seriously that's all you have to say especially today too?" you sucked your teeth looking at him.
"y/n, i don't have the energy for this. we'll do something another time go the bed."
"fine. bitch ass. you mumbled turning away from him. your eyes slowly opened, scanning around the room. you slightly squinted, in an attempt to focus on the numbers, glowy white on the pink alarm clock
you looked over on the bed and saw the empty side of the bed. the smell of food hit your nose harshly causing you to stand up.
you slid your slides on, and walked into the kitchen. connie stood over the stove, one hand on a spatula and the other on a phone.
"mom. ma. listen." he turned off the stove. "; know i messed up so ima make it up for her today. you walked over to the fridge still in a sour mood from last night.
"you know i love you right?" he looked at you in the eye. even though it was dark you were still able to see each other's faces. "fuck out my face”
"and no matter what i say or do or how i act i still love you." he said with a dead serious face. "i get it whitney houston. you doing everything but apologizing."
“and i'm getting there." he rolled his eyes and laughed a bit. " i love you and i'm sorry." connie looked sincere and you just looked at him.
"I'll make it mean something but for now do you forgive me?" you sucked your teeth and shrugged. "i guess i accept your apology but that doesn't mean i forgive you."
"ima take what i can get mama.”
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This year were a hella busy and tough one, and I don't think it would've been bearable if i haven't met them
One of these people is none other than the great @topazillustrates
He is a amazing creator which I'll always be honored to have met and drawn for, and how they had rejuvenated my passion for SU and have been inspired me a lot to keep going
False is best boy, best bro, and best everything, and at least one Connie can agree *wink wink*
and for me to inspire them back even with sille doddle shenanigans is insane and i cherish every stream i got able to join to hear their plans and projects
Their determination is another level and they deserve a round of applause
It feels surreal how kind they are, and I'm proud to say it's been a honor to see a chapter from their SU AU finally reach it's conclusion
@azuls-stuff what a gal, you can never escape the gay allegations no matter what XD
But for real though, what another astoundingly talented individual, the way they draw is breathtaking, and they're so funny and so cool!
Love to see the course their rejuvenated SU AU is taking, can't wait to see hell break loose uwu
Sadly i couldn't participate in more than one stream of theirs but i cherish the one i could go just as much uwu
Always been a pleasure to engage in the silly shenanigans with the chaos duo that is Valerian and my cockroach- i mean Connie uwu
(Reese, Chordata, you both can keep enjoying the peace for now, bc when i find a character of yours i can draw without spoiling anything you'll be engulfed by my love and appreciation just like them hehehehe :3)
Shoutout for @twobladedswordsandmauls and @isolminis for your company as well
Thank you for being with me in this year guys and all aboard to the next one!
Love y'all, Mod Bun
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Fighting Flirty: Character Select PT4 (Act 4.9)
"Are you ready?" Connie asked, a mischievous glint in her eyes, as she prepared to capture Steven's picture, continuing their photoshoot and friendly challenge.
"I'm ready, are you?" Steven replied with a grin, playfully teasing his Heartberry. "After all that reprieve, I think you deserve a drink, Bottom Berry." As he spoke, Connie's cheeks flushed a warm maroon, and she couldn't help but spread an impish grin.
"Ah, now I'm going to put you through your paces, you mischievous Mister," Connie said with determination. Her nostrils flared as she emitted a low, determined noise that was a blend between a purr and a growl.
"Uh-oh, it seems like I may have just flipped her competitive switch," Steven teased, causing Alex to giggle and watch the two of them.
"You two are wild," their photographer giggled from behind her laptop.
"Oh, I have been quite tamed," Connie stated with confidence as she lifted the camera in hand and lined up the lens crosshair. She caught sight of Steven in between them and pursed her lips in a determined smirk. "Not anymore though."
"Give me your best shot," Steven challenged eagerly.
"I will make sure you can pose correctly," Connie responded with a flirty fire. "Give me a reverse bridge."
Steven's eyes widened at the request, about to speak.
"And don't think you can distract me with those puppy brown eyes, I'm in it to win it."
Steven let out a chuckle, his eyes sparkling dangerously. "Oh, you really are something, aren't you, Connie?"
Connie winked as she began to focus the camera, capturing Steven's every move. "Of course, it's why I'm so lovable. Now Reverse Bridge, let's see that core strength."
Connie tapped the sides of the camera as a substitution for clapping as she allowed a heartfelt giggle to escape her chest.
Steven licked his lips as he stood on his tippy toes and folded his arms as he bent backward in an arch, lowering the top of his head onto the floor. Steady and sturdy, abs tight as he holds the pose.
"Wow, nicely done," Alex stated, impressed. "Didn't think a guy of your size would be so flexible."
"Looks can be deceiving," Steven joked as Connie looked around him, looking for a good shot.
"Hmm, yes. I agree, I wonder if your bridge is as sturdy as it looks," Connie teased before sitting on his costumed stomach. Her legs crossed as she grinned, camera still in her hand. "Not too heavy, am I, Mister?"
"Never heavy, perfectly 'hearty' as always," Steven flirted as he raised his midsection a bit, enticing an impressed gasp from his 'Heartberry'.
The thin material of their costumes hardly barred the heat between the two. Steven's hard and warm gem kissed and snuggled itself into Connie's supple posterior.
"You're not being very professional," Steven responded, keeping the pose as he tried to keep his cheeks from glowing pink.
"I'm not doing anything unprofessional, just looking for the best shot."
"She says as she shuffles her hips on my stomach."
"You're at fault for being such a comfy throne," Connie snickered.
"Unprofessional."
"Just trying to motivate my model for the best shot. Hike your midsection up a bit more, Mister."
"Oh, you're really trying to make me work for it, aren't you?"
"Told you I was going to put you through your paces. Not gonna let me down, are you?" Connie said as she leaned in closer, her eyes meeting Steven's gaze. "You know, I could always stabilize you better if you just let me." A smirk played at the corners of her lips as she pulled back, giving Steven a sultry once-over.
"Oh, I don't trust that tone," Steven half-joked.
"My, oh my," Connie faked shock and insult, exaggeratedly placing her hand on her breast as she widened her eyes. "My Biscuit doesn't trust me, Alex. A decade of memories and no trust for me, his berry, his best friend, his knight, his Jambud. For shame."
"For shame indeed," Alex played along holding in her laughter as she watched them interact.
"You know I trust you with my heart, with my very life," Steven said seriously, a look of admiration and adoration in his tone steeped in affection for the woman leaning upon him. "My lovely birthday Heartberry."
"Oh, Steven." Connie mewled feeling her heart skip and her cheeks glowed a bit. 'My lovely sweet Biscuit. I swear you're the only one who makes me feel just a bit of fantastical romance,' she thought as she gave him a gentle kiss. "You're a smooth talker."
"The old universe charm," he chuckled. "But I'm still not trusting you to help." He smirked, "I know how cunning you can be, little minx. Probably gonna try to tickle me to make me fall on my back."
"Ah...hmmm."
"Oops, seems he figured you out, Nini," Alex laughed.
"That's the problem with knowing someone so long. It gets harder to trick them," Connie chuckled before getting off him and stepping back to get him in the frame.
"Well, all is fair in love and photoshoots," Connie retorted, adjusting the camera and taking a step back. Steven's amusement was infectious, and Connie couldn't help but smile at the way her heartbeat seemed to sync with his laughter.
Click.
"Ok, that's a good shot," Connie said, standing up and checking the photo. "You can stop showing off and stand up now, Mister." Connie played as Steven allowed himself to fall flat, spread eagle, breathing a bit. "I have a new respect for models; holding the poses is hard."
"Tell me about it," Connie agreed as a thought came to her, seeing Steven spread out with a smile on his face and his eyes closed. Stepping to him and stepping over him, she positioned her legs to his sides as she readied her camera, catching his face as his eyes half opened.
Click.
"And that shot, Seven," Connie giggled, seeing his shocked and blushing face.
"I wasn't even ready," Steven half-heartedly complained.
"That's why it's a near-perfect shot: a natural look of accomplishment after a long-fought mission or a daunting task. Tired but victorious," Connie answered.
"Yeah, carrying your big 'heart' without grabbing you was taxing, to say the least."
Steven looked up at Connie, his eyes filled with a combination of mischief and admiration. He couldn't help but feel drawn to her, even after all these years.
"You like my big heart, hippy."
"Never said I didn't," Steven laughed. "Though the shot doesn't really scream 'Shinji Ikari,' don't you think? A bit too positive when I'm supposed to be 'sexy depression.'"
"I mean, is Shinji Ikari...attractive really?" Alex asked.
"No, of course not," Connie answered quickly with finality. "But Steven Ikari." Connie let a small flirtatious smug grin on her lips as she shrugged as if she was considering it. 'Of course, he is, just look at how he fills out that plugsuit, Rawr! Shinji could never!' Connie thought, mentally giggling, unaware of the slightly amorous face she was making.
"Heartberry, you're getting a little lost in your fantasy there, huh?" Steven teased as he poked Connie's nose, making her back up and rub her nose tip.
"I was not, and where did you come from?"
Steven only laughed at her comment before looking at her, love in his eyes as he reached to caress her cheek.
"Hey." Connie nuzzled his palm, basking in his touch and their bond. "Being all affectionate isn't gonna save you."
"Oh, I'm sure you have something planned to break me. Give me your best shot, Heartberry."
"Oh, I will." Connie kissed his palm. "Just don't regret it."
Steven gulped, seeing her passionate and determined black eyes burn with impish mischief. He watched as Connie walked away and behind the desk to get a steel folding chair. She returned it and placed it behind him.
"Sit, since you wanna be Shinji so much," she commanded with a grin, looking at Steven's confused expression.
"What?" Both Alex and Steven wondered where Connie was going with this as Steven did as he was told.
"Now then," Connie began as she positioned Steven in the pose she wanted. Alex watched with wide eyes as Connie put Steven's knees together and giggled as she folded Steven's hands together and put them on his knees. She straight up guffawed with laughter as Connie lowered his head and buried his hands almost in a fetal condition.
"Now, get in the robot, Steven."
"Oh my god!" Alex howled in laughter at Connie's words and impression of Gendo Ikari.
"That wasn't even in that episode!" Steven yelled, trying to hold back his laughter. "You got me in a meme! You're memeing me."
"As a great ninja once said, 'Memes are the DNA of the Soul,'" Connie reiterated with a faux sage tone.
"Based," Alex agreed.
"Disgraced. Monsoon should never be quoted," Steven retorted.
"Well, if you can't meme your partner, who can you meme, right?" Connie smirked before her cheeks burned at her own words.
"What?" Steven began to raise his head.
"Keep your head down," she ordered, putting his head back down quickly. "Gotta take your shot."
Her soft voice tingled his ears as her hand rubbed his scalp and black curly locks. A look of cherished affection on her face as she gently removed her hand and moved back to get Steven in her camera crosshairs. Giggling at how cute and hilarious the scene looked. Unaware of the pink-faced grin on her Mister's face.
Click.
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