oh me, oh my, the cowboy bakugou brainrot that i have HAD. i've decided he's perfect for it. 100% has it down pat. whew doggy. can you IMAGINE him in his levi's and his soft cotton tee and his square-toed work boots hello??? HELLO???? and a HAT goodbye
he's like. okay so he's this guy from your teeny home town, right. someone you knew in high-school, maybe weren't friends with but had classes together and had friends of friends of each other. and he was always kind of an asshole and had a truck by the time he was like 16 and never could go out on the weekends or stay out late bc he was always helping his dad. and he never left -- but you did.
and you come back on a random night, for whatever reason, and your old friends take you out to some local bar that you can't believe is still up and open and running and. he's there. little drunk and loud and so fucking handsome. tan from working outside, fit from lifting hay and roping horses and his hands are rough and maybe a little dirty and he's just in a shirt and jeans but god. he looks so good.
and he's so smooth too. all "fancy seein' you here" and "looks like someone grew up right", smells like fresh cut grass and sharp aftershave. pats your hips to get your attention. oh yeah, you're going home with him. no doubt. he still drives that fucking truck, single cab, and before he even can get out of the parking lot, he's got a hand up your shirt and his mouth on yours and he's got to physically strap himself in so he can drive back to his house.
and he's great and rough and you can't believe the best sex of your life is from this country boy from back home. wild.
but. he's still kind of an asshole. and by the morning, he's grouchy and not as smooth and leavin' by the crack of dawn bc he's got shit to do. the little chickens in his yard are talking outside his window while you get dressed, maneuvering around his home as carefully as you can. being in there alone, knowing he's probably ready to be rid of you -- makes you feel like you're doing something wrong. so you call your friend to come get you, sitting on his porch -- that he built himself, by the way -- and just. watching him. out in the field, sheepdog running behind him and the horse he's riding. he's got his hat on bc the sun is fully out by now and beating down on the back of his neck and you can tell he's already sweating.
he lives a little further out of town than you or your friend realized, so you're just waiting when he comes back to sit beside you on the porch, all quiet. his dog comes up too, relishing in all the attention you give him until bakugou pushes him away, telling him to get on.
he doesn't smile as much now that he's sober, just frowns at you. "didn't think i'd see you 'round here again."
the dog comes back and you don't care. you scratch at his fluffy ears anyway. "didn't think you'd notice i was even gone."
he snorts, boots scuffing in his gravel drive as he shifts. "don't be dumb, 'course i noticed."
and you two weren't friends in high-school, hardly ever spoke to one another. maybe saw him in the hallway or thanked him when he opened doors for you. sat in front of him in class or next to him on those rare friday night football games he got to go to, when it was starting to get cold and he would give you the carhart off his own back just 'cause you were shivering and he ran hot anyway.
and he still does, beside you on the porch. when you look up from his dog, he's peering at you with all that heat, tipping his hat up a little to see you better.
"got eggs 'n shit, if you're hungry. if you wanna --" he lifts the bottom of his shirt to wipe at sweat on his brow and yeah. yes. whatever he's gonna say. yes. "if you wanna stay and eat."
good thing you got no phone signal out there, bc you didn't really wanna leave anyway.
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In an alternate universe (dimension) wher Gabriela, your hot neighbor, Miguel's daughter, comes over to help you tend to your front yard chores with a few blurts of how her papa thinks it's so interesting to see you mend to your garden and your other yard priorities with such care and dedication. She even obliviously states how her papa thinks it's acutely admirable whenever he see's that brimming, excited facial expression brighten up whenever you find a new sprouted plant or growing vegetable blooming in your beaming garden. You of course, giggle at her on going blabbers about her big, kind father's generous words, sets your heart a flutter hearing how attentive he really was behind closed doors (not in a creepy way of course!)
And at the end of the hard working day of helping you with yard work, you'd offer Gabriela a nice cold glass of water and invitation for dinner with her and her bashful, handsome papa.
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corey gives the reader a matching pinky ring please ππππ«ΆπΌπ«ΆπΌπ«ΆπΌ
Hiii, this is such a cute request I love it. I hope you liked how it turned out and sorry if it's kinda short. π
Matching rings.
Summary: You always played with your boyfriends ring so he decided to get you a matching one.
Pairing: Corey Cunningham x fem!reader.
Trigger warnings: Mother issues ig?
Corey's style was kind of peculiar. You really liked it but he told you he never payed much attention to it.
Since he was younger his style was pretty much decided by his mother. She would buy him things and would tell him to wear them so she "wouldn't get upset." It used to be more flashy and 90s style kind of clothes but with time they became more neutral colors and flannels.
He felt more comfortable with those clothes after what happened. He just wanted to blend in the crowd and go unnoticed which usually didn't happen.
But ever since he was a teenager there was this one thing he always wore even if his mom wasn't a particular fan and that thing was his ring. It was a very pretty and kind of chunky silver ring that had his initials.
Usually he would fidget with it when he was nervous, and when you came into his life, you started to do the same.
When you were nervous and he was near you, you would take his hand in between yours and start playing with it. Sometimes you would take it and try it on asking him if it looked good on you and he always said yes.
He definitely made a mental note of how much you liked it and when your birthday arrived he got you a silver ring with your initials just like his so you could wear on your pinky and you two could have matching rings.
You absolutely loved it and since that moment when he was nervous or bored he would take your hand and play with your ring.
You were really happy whenever anyone complimented the ring and you got to say "thanks, my boyfriend gave it to me!" with a proud smile on your face. Specially if Corey was near and you got to brag about how amazing he was and had the plus of seeing his cheeks went red and his eyes tried to avoid eye contact shyly.
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Nick Apostolides (Leon's VA) posted a thank you message to the fans for all the RE4R love and also!!! announced that on April 2nd the whole RE4R cast will assemble for a live stream!!!
Mark your calendars!!
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