Helllooo Im Lyns, She/her But Im Fine With Any Pronouns. I Have Zero Clue What Im Doing With My Life
Helllooo im lyns, she/her but im fine with any pronouns. I have zero clue what im doing with my life☆☆
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Can't y'all wait till you leave the office???
𝓞𝓼𝔀𝓪𝓵𝓭 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓭-𝓬𝓪𝓷𝓷𝓸𝓷𝓼
head cannons for Oswald.
he's 100% Asexual.
smokes Ciggerettes when he gets to stressed.
Has a caffeine addiction.
sometimes stalks Jim Gordon.
if Ed and him were to get married he would keep his last name and so would Ed.
used to rob hair stores to get the hair gel to style his hair.
does not like to be touched.
has a slight drinking problem.
has mental break downs every other day.
Has control issues.
Really likes flexing that he has money(like Bryce Tankthrust flexing)
Has about 13 houses in different countries.
Hates leaving Gotham.
If Ed and him were to get married their honeymoon would be to Hungaria.
his favorite food is Fish.
Do yall agree with these? Should I do Ed next?
hehehe. kunichuu ponytail. you know the one
“Morning.” Kunikida said, still half asleep, as he pressed a kiss to the top of Chûya’s head before proceeding to keep moving; it may be Sunday, but there still were things to do. “The bathroom’s yours.”
“Thanks, pretty.” He heard his partner say, and a yawn followed. “By the way…” At that point, Kunikida was already a couple of steps away, and it would have been longer if he hadn’t slowed down in order to better carry out the conversation. “Your hair’s getting long, y’know.”
Before he could answer with a casual ‘yeah’, things happened.
Chûya closed the small distance between them to pull at his ponytail, likely as a way to back up those previous words with evidence in a jokingly demeanor. There was no issue, except that a little more force than necessary was used, and Kunikida felt himself being dragged slightly downwards… which, honestly, felt very good; not only did he offered not resistance, but a sound that blurred the lines between just exhaling and downright moaning escaped his mouth completely out of control.
And then, there was silence.
“I–” Upon noticing what had just happened, Kunikida covered his mouth with both hands, while his face started to heat up violently. Then, when he finally managed to turned his head enough to take a look at Chûya, what he found was a deep stare of amazement which preluded the following words:
“Huh. Interestin’ for sure.”
(Also on ao3.)