Little Late, But I Got It Done!! Have Some Dincobb (coming Up With Pairings Is More Difficult Than I

Little late, but I got it done!! Have some dincobb 🤠 (coming up with pairings is more difficult than I thought LMAO)

Day 5: Din Djarin/Cobb Vanth

Din's shoulder aches. He'd applied some emergency bacta once the vertigo had faded, but the pain persists. He stumbles from his speeder and drags his feet as he lurches into town, trying to ignore the searing in his shoulder.

It's late, the roads are empty, but he knows where he's going.

"Hmm. Mando?" Cobb Vanth is radiant in the moonlight, yawning and rumpled in a loose nightshirt. Din nods.

"Can I come in?" His voice is strained, even with the vocoder.

Cobb blinks, pauses, then roves his eyes over Din's armor.

"Course. Need anything?" He asks, eyeing the way Din favors his shoulder as he sidles through the doorway.

"No. Just- just you."

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Guys…. Bad news…. School has started and I am veritably DROWNING in work bc as always I have bitten off more than I can chew. SO I’m going to put the 100 days on pause for now and update when/if I can from now to January (when grad school apps are due) and THEN when I hopefully have more time I’ll be able to start again. IM SO SORRY FOR EVERYONE WHO WAS ENJOYING I WAS HAVING SO MUCH FUN,,,, in the meantime if there’s anything you wanna see feel free to use my askbox :)

That’s right babey Im back in the groove, have some mattfoggy!! 💼♥️

Day 4: Matt Murdock/Franklin “Foggy” Nelson

“Put those away, you slut.”

Matt grins and cocks his head. “What do you mean?”

His voice is light, teasing and entirely too sensual for the middle of a pool game. Foggy squints at him, forcing his eyes to stay up.

“You know what I mean!”

The front of his shirt is unbuttoned, enough that smooth, toned skin peeks out.

Matt hums and stretches, cat-like, onto the table to set up his shot. His shirt hangs low, barely more than a scrap of fabric.

“But I’ve got to take my shot.”

Foggy gives up. A man can only be so strong. He throws his hands up.

“Do it! Do it, then, you absolute whore.”

Matt smiles and jabs his cue.

The ball sinks in, just as he intended.

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Life is so BUSY rn im losing it; anyway have some domestic todoiida

Day 9: Tenya Iida/Shoto Todoroki

"Tenya, have you seen my address book? I can't remember Mrs. Midoriya's street number."

Shoto is hunched over a stack of freshly handwritten wedding invitations, hands shaking a little. At first, Tenya was going to have them printed, but Shoto insisted. He wanted them to feel more personal. Now he just had to put them in envelopes.

Tenya hums from where he's chopping vegetables with calm efficiency. He wipes his hands and walks over, covering the pot on the stove.

"Your address book?" He asks, rounding the table, absentmindedly taking one of Shoto's hands and beginning to knead his aching palm.

"Oh, for the envelopes? I've already done them, here." He reaches into a drawer and pulls out a stack of neatly addressed envelopes. Shoto pulls his hands to his lips and presses a lingering kiss there.

"You didn't have to."

Tenya leans down to kiss his head, smiling.

"I know."

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I keep doing these so late, but still on the day so ha ! This ones not romantic just a bit of riz feels 💚

Day 7: Riz Gukgak

“You’re not as smart as you think you are.”

It’s something Riz has started telling himself, when he feels like he’s getting too cocky. Too comfortable.

Overconfidence gets people hurt. People he cares about. No matter how many cases he solves, how many pieces he puts together, it’s never a sure thing. Nothing is ever true until he proves it. And he needs to remember that.

It’s not exactly a kind thing to be thinking about himself, but it’s pretty tame compared to some of the other thoughts he could choose to vocalize. And it helps. Or it will. In the long run.

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Makeup post #2, have some scogan with feral logan :)

Day 13: Scott Summers/Logan Howlett

"Settle." Scott's voice is low, but powerful as he approaches a twitchy Logan.

No one is sure what happened, just that one minute he had been rolling his eyes at Scott's lecture about going off on his own, and the next, he was bristling, baring his fangs and pulling back to hide in the ruins of the building they'd just evacuated.

Logan growls at him and snaps his teeth, twice. Scott ignores the threat and shoots a hand out to grasp at the back of his neck, like scruffing a kitten. This doesn't happen often, not nearly so much recently, but over time Scott's learned it's best to swiftly assert dominance when Logan's like this. Otherwise he doesn't know what to do with himself, and that can be dangerous.

As expected, Logan's shoulders slump immediately, a low baying whine escapes from his clenched teeth.

Scott presses his thumb further into the base of his neck. Finally, Logan quiets.

"Good. Let's go."

It's pretty easy once you get the hang of it.

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