Julieeeeee!! Babes You Can’t Post Smut Prompts And Expect Me To Not Send You Something 😈💙

we don’t talk enough about how fucking strong echo is. Like he makes the tough decisions when no one else is willing to speak up. He’s incredibly brave even in the face of adversity AND he confronts leadership when he thinks they’re doing something wrong or not making the right decision. He is the perfect example of having core principles and morals, sticking to them no matter what and fighting for them so others have the same chances of survival as he does.

Echo is fucking GREAT.

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PLAN 99 *TBB SPOILERS

I CALLED IT! PLANN 99 IS SOMEONE FROM CF 99 DYING!!!

TECH DESERVES BETTER! HE COULD HAVE EXPLORED DIFFERENT CULTURES AND PLANETS WITH HIS FAMILY 🥺🥺🥺

I don't know if I ever wrote that Plan 99 meant one of them would die on here 😭 but I had mentioned this to @VanessaStarWarz during their TikTok live with other people. I did not want it to be true 😭

I thought of Clone 99 who had sacrificed himself in battle during TWC. I couldn't help but think that the bad batch would create a plan if one had to sacrifice themselves in battle. Plus CF 99's logo is literally a skull. 99 is associated with death!

I'm gonna scroll through my posts to see if I ever wrote about my theory!

Others had speculated it being a wide transmission 😢 I WISH THAT WERE TRUE!!! MY LIFE WOULD BE SO MUCH BETTER

I’ve been listening to “The Way I Are” repeatedly 😭

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If you see this you are OBLIGATED to reblog w/ the song currently stuck in your head :)

Meat: 2 or 3. I like medium rare meat in general. I’m not a fan of steak though.

Toast: 3 and 4. I like putting butter on my bread and roasting it <3 I would dip them in Hot Coco

Coffee: not much of a coffee drinker. I would say C or D - I love dunking in French Vanilla cream, milk, and sugar !

this is going around twitter and i thought it'd be a fun little thing to bond over

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A little love for TBB Echo

I love my pasty boi sm Jesus Christ such a angry little baby

Genderless reader! ...slight angst?? out of all ive written so far it all has to do with getting sleep

Cursing

"Echo?" your voice was quiet, not wanting to wake up any of the batchers. You knew how important sleep was to them, well maybe not Tech but well its Tech.

"Hmm?" a low and quiet hum met your ears as quiet footsteps neared your bunk. They stopped and before you knew it an Echo shaped silhouette came into view. You let out a small happy squeak as he soon joined you in the small bunk.

"The ones on Kamino are bigger" He grumbled face first into the mattress. You took his metal "arm" into your own it was hot on the ship despite the cold endless void of space mere inches away, yet his enhancement was cold. He let out another grumble this time inaudible.

"Why so grumpy?"

"I'm not grumpy....I miss the beds on Kamino" with his other hand he fumbled to remove his chest armor.

"You've mentioned it" a small giggle left you as you began to help him out.

"My old General made sure that we got comfy futons in our barracks" he wiggled free and you tossed the piece to where yells feet were.

"Old General?" Echo hasn't been the type to talk about his past, well nothing to in-depth and from finding out what made him half machine you didn't really want to ask, he was getting better each day and you didn't want to accidently trigger a relapse.

"He was reckless and stupid, but he treated his men well" with that he also threw off his shoulder pads.

"Sounds like someone I know" you giggled beginning to mindlessly poke at the ports on his head.

"yeah you"

"Echo!" you said in a quiet gasp as he had managed to lunch onto your chest snuggling his head into you neck, legs still hanging off the bunk. You began to quietly laugh as his human hand began to tickle at your side, you would be kicking the ceiling if it weren't for Echo's new position pinning them underneath him.

"Shhh you are gonna wake the others" more mumbles came from him but he didn't stop, what a prick.

"I'm already awake" The rough voice of Hunter was heard, oh he was defiantly pissed. "You to go to sleep or I'm leaving you on the next planet we pass" very much pissed

"Sorry!" you squeaked out as Echo himself stopped letting a low chuckle into you neck "asshole" you quietly told him only to receive an arm around you. Quiet snores soon followed, you smiled. Finally you could get some sleep.

"asshole" you quietly giggled out kissing the top of his head before closing you eyes listening to his soft breaths.

Title: Just as Good?

Pairing: Echo/F!Reader

Rating: Explicit. 18+ ONLY-NO MINORS!!!!

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Warnings: Masterbation (male and female), use of sex toy (female using on self), accidental voyeurism (kinda), flirtatious conversation, some angst and mutual pining, squint and you might see Echo's body dysphoria.

Word Count: 3.1k

A/N: I started out planning this as a short one-shot, but the idea grew and TBH, my beloved Echo deserves all the best things in the galaxy. So, rather than making this insanely long, I'm splitting it into two (maybe three) parts.

Summary: After overhearing you releaving some stress in the shower, Echo realizes you may harbor the same feelings for him that he has for you.

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The water of the shower was hot. Almost as hot as the feeling of his hand on your body. He kneaded your breast, rolling and pinching your stiffened bud until a longing moan stretched out of your throat. A satisfied hum resonated in your ear as he kissed your neck, teeth raking across the thin flesh. For so long you ached to have this gorgeous man explore you and it finally happened. His name was on your lips, spoken like a secret prayer, the only cure for the unrelenting torment you felt deep in your cunt from moment you met him.

"Echooo...."

Leaning back against the wall of the tiny shower stall you spread your legs, waiting for him. He started with one finger, then a second, pushing and curling deep inside you, edging you closer to a desperately needed orgasm, but it remained illusive. Removing his fingers, he positioned himself at your entrance. A moan hitched in your throat as he finally, slowly pushed into you and you finally, at long last experienced the glorious sensation of being filled by him. How your body had ached for that moment, but there as no time to savor it, your water allotment was almost up.

Wasting no time, he pushed and pulled rapidly, grinding his hips against you as he thrust, until you were little more than a panting mess under the jets. Your clit, already swollen and sensitive, didn't need much stimulation from his thumb before the coil wound impossibly tight. You were close, so close but release evaded you for some unknown reason. His hand grasped your breast as your hips thrust. As the water began to temper, with one final thrust and a loud, shameless moan of his name, you finally came harder than you had in months.

Opening your eyes, you cut the water and took a minute to catch your breath in the otherwise empty fresher. Your core was still throbbing as the vibrator continued to buzz in your hand. Switching it off and cleaning it in the sink, you quickly toweled yourself dry.

You picked up the device on Pantora several weeks back and thoroughly enjoyed it, however the constant proximity of the batch meant you didn't get to use it nearly as much as you wanted. Though, whether you were using your hands or your toy the focus of your fantasy was always the same.

Echo.

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Echo sighed heavily as he returned to the Maurader. He hated forgetting things, mostly because Tech never let him hear the end of it, even though he distinctly remembered hearing Tech say he would get the gear box. On the walk back, he tried your comm several times, but you didn't answer, not that he really blamed you. If given the option, he'd ignore his brothers from time to time as well.

He opened the ramp and hurried aboard. Hearing the water running, he concluded you were in the shower, all the more reason to be quick. As he rifled through the crates in the back to find the right one, a sound from the fresher made him blush. You moaned. Flustered by the accidental intrusion, he grabbed the crate. Then you moaned again...louder.

"Echooo!"

His spine snapped straight. He was desperate to leave but his feet were rooted in place at as he heard your gasping, climactic pants just on the other side of the thin durasteel door. The water cut, which sent him into a panic as he shoved the other crates back into place. Before he could escape, the fresher door slid open.

You walked around the corner, not noticing the open ramp in your post orgasmic state. In your shock at his sudden presence, you flinched and released the small bundle of your dirty under clothes in your hand. Lunging in reflex, you caught your bra and shorts, but not the vibrator that was concealing in the middle.

The silicone device hit the metal floor and bounced end over end before stopping at his feet. During the tumble, the power button was hit, which left the florescent purple phallus dancing around the toe of his boot. Both of you stared at it for a painfully quiet moment, save for the loud buzzing of the plastic handle on durasteel floor.

You froze, unsure of how long he had been there. Mortification was etched across your face. Matters only got worse when he set down the crate and picked up the device.  He looked it over with a measure of curiosity and found the power switch to  turn it off. The silence in the room only thickened when he extended his arm to politely return it.

"Th-thanks." You accepted the device and chucked it into to your bunk as thought it was about to bite you. "Did you forget something or..."

As you watched his body language, a sense of dread sank into your stomach. He stood rigid and talked much faster that he usually did. His eyes looked all over the ship, except directly at you, save for a lingering gaze down your towel wrapped body.

Echo cleared throat, clearly just as uncomfortable. "Uh, yeah.. I forgot the supply crate. Sorry to interrupt your... privacy. I'll get out of your hair."

He shuffled past you, being careful to avert his eyes, nearly sprinting out of the ship. You closed the ramp and slumped against the wall humiliated. Hiding your hands on your face, your cheeks burned red. Internally you wanted to die. He heard you. He definitely heard you.

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That night Echo stretched out in his bunk, relaxed but wide awake. Sleep was different for him after becoming part machine, so it left him with a lot of time to think at night. As he stared at the underside of your bunk, he thought more about what he learned that day.

In the months he'd known you, he found you more and more attractive though not just physically. You were funny, kind, and sharp-witted, but perhaps most of all, when you were around him, he felt like a complete man again. The thing that held him back was his uncertainty at your feelings for him.

Initially you approached him in a lighthearted, flirtstious way, but it caught him off guard. He found himself unsure of how to respond, in part doubting you could see him in that way. Then your behavior quickly changed and you made it clear he was your friend. It wasn't what he wanted, but he accepted it all the same, comfortable with unrequited feelings and long nights spent listening to the sweet sounds you made in your sleep from the bunk above, wishing he could be next to you.

As he recalled the way his name sounded on her lips, his cock twitched and pushed against his body glove. Pressing his eyes closed, he tried to think of something else, anything else, but the mental images of your smile kept dominating his mind. Drawing the privacy curtain, as they all did from time to time, he freed his cock and pulled off his shirt. The cool air of the ship felt good as the heat of arousal prickled across his skin. Gripping himself firmly, he began to languidly stroke his length. In the privacy of his bunk, he indulged the fantasy of you.

You hovered over him, your soft, breasts grazing his chest. Your lips caressed his gaunt cheeks before continuing down his neck and up the other side. His lips part as yours meet his, gentle and sweet. An eager hand finds your breast and thumbs pebbled peaks until moan. Slotting your legs around his hips, you slid onto his aching length, your dripping pussy already clenching around him. As you rode him, your face upturned and mouth agape, the most delightful sounds of ecstacy escaped while you reached your peak...

Echo strangled back a moan. He was close. His hand vigorously pumped, slicked with his precum as his belly tightened. Sweat dotted his forehead and his body trembled with anticipation. Hooking a rag on his scomp, he danced with the edge. Above him, he heard you sigh in yours sleep. The sound made his hips buck as he clamped the rag over his pulsing cock just in time to catch the hot, white ropes of his release.

He opened his eyes and blinked several times, returning to reality. His head sank back into his pillow as a euphoric wave tingled through his body. Releasing a deep, satisfied breath, he let his softening member lay on on exposed stomach. After tucking himself away, he silently padded to the fresher, buried the used rag in the hamper, and washed.

As he returned to his bunk, he stopped at your drawn curtain. He knew you were embarrassed by his accidental intrusion and while he regretted walking in on your, knowing you still felt at least something for him caused a warm feeling to grow in his chest. A yawn tugged at his throat as he ducked back into his bunk. Maybe he'd get a decent night's sleep after all.

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You had been actively avoiding Echo for several rotations out of sheer embarrassment, which was no easy task given your cohabitation on a single ship. Mostly, you busied yourself outside the Maurader, helping Tech with maintenance and upgrades. For the most part, your were successful, but as everyone settled into the ship at night, you had to face the inevitable awkwardness of being in close quarters with him.

That night, once you thought they were all asleep, you sat up in your bunk, turned in your small lamp, and dug out a repair kit. In your desire to hide your shame by hurling your vibrator into the safety of your bunk, it broke. After setting out a small tray and the various tools you thought you'd need, you set about dismantling the device. It didn't take long to realize you the drivers you had were too big for the screws, but you knew where to find them.

Slipping silently from your bunk, you padded to the work bench and opened the driver compartment, testing tools until you found the right size. Satisfied that you could continue, you turned back to your bunk and froze. A soft glow of light shined under the curtain of Echo's bunk, which hadn't been there before. Swearing, you pressed forward and stood at the rack.

"Can't sleep?" He asked quietly from behind the black fabric.

"Uh, no. You?" Your replied, casually tossing the device and tool onto your bunk, but they clattered on the tray.

"Slept a while and woke up." He pulled the curtain back enough to see you. "You working on something?"

"Yeah, just needed a different driver to get started." You felt your face burn red.

"Want some help?"

"Uhhh, no." Your voice trembled nervously so you faked a yawn. "I'm getting tired actually, I may just try another time."

He raised a questioning eyebrow at you with a chuckle. "Alright. Well, goodnight."

You climbed back into your bunk. Echo heard you over head shifting to a comfortable position as he resumed reading. His eyes flicked up to the sound of small pieces tinking quietly on the metal tray, followed by the sound of shuffling tools. As he read the next few sentences, he hears you grunt and huff in frustration.

"Dank ferrik!" You swore quietly and tried again.

Echo set his holopad aside and listened for another moment to the sounds of your struggle. "Are you sure you don't need help?"

He heard you sigh reluctantly. "Yes, please."

Smiling to himself, he got up and stood at your curtain. You opened it far enough for him to study to contents of your bunk. He recognized the item you dropped the other day, though it was presently in several pieces. His eyes shifted to yours as you sat, face burning red, looking everywhere but at him.

"It broke." You sheepishly admit.

"Okay..." He replied neutrally.

"I can't seem to find the problem. I think a wire is loose, but I can't take it apart. And the damn thing cost me more than I care to admit and I can't exactly run out and buy a replacement, so I'm pissed at myself for-"

"I might be able to help, if you'll let me."

Echo stopped your spiral with a simple hand on your arm and a gentle smile. At the warmth of his bare hand on your skin, your wide eyes finally met his. He gestured to the tray so you gathering all the pieces and tools and slid it to him.

You had stripped off the silicone shell and removed the battery, however opening the vibrating capsule was proving difficult. He picked it up and studied it for a moment, while you tried not to remind yourself your crush was handling your vibrator.

"I think I can fix it. Come on."

Taking the tray, he sat at the work bench and flicked on the light. Reluctantly, you followed. He made quick work of opening the capsule and began inspecting it. Then he turned on the soldering gun to heat up and went to work. You sat in a thick silence, which only made you feel more self conscious. Eventually, you decided awkward conversation might be better than awkward silence.

"Thank you...for the help." You finally said.

"You're welcome." He replied but paused. "I'm sorry I interrupted you the other day. If I'd known...you shouldn't be embarrassed. We've all be there. Sometimes the only way to relax is to..."

"Take a hands on approach?" You tactfully finished, arching a brow at him.

"Yeah." He chuckled lightly, which surprisingly cut through the tension. "But being the only woman on board, I understand why you want privacy for that. Is that why you worked out your deal with Hunter to have the ship to yourself for a few hours between missions?"

"I mean, not just that, but yeah."

"What else do you do?" He asked before he could stop himself.

"Well, since your currently repairing my sex toy, I suppose we've reached a new level of intimacy." You laughed awkwardly, trying to convince yourself to answer the question. "I take care of some grooming of a more...personal nature."

Echo's head cocked toward you, his hand stilling on the repair. "What?"

Sighing, you decide you throw subtlety out the airlock. "I'm not sure how to works for guys, but having a full bush in a body glove is incredibly uncomfortable."

He inhaled sharply and choked on saliva, which sent him into a coughing fit. After a minute of stifling himself into his elbow, it was his turn to blush.

"Guess I hadn't considered that." He quipped then also decided to throw subtlety out the airlock. "So, this thing any good?"

Your mouth fell open slightly at the brash question. "Uh, yeah. Better than anything else I've had."

"Come on, it can't be that good." His tone was almost playful in his disbelief.

"Oh really?" You countered, leaning against the bench toward him. "That doesn't complain about using protection, it's never cum on my clothes, or my face or my tits without so much as a heads up, and unlike every other trooper I've been with, that makes sure I always finish first."

Echo considered her answer and gave a conceding, though cringing nod. "Not all of us are like that. But don't you miss...I dunno, the human connection?"

"Of course I do. There's nothing like having the warmth of another person with you but..." On a whim, you decided to cast a perverbial line. "I haven't exactly had any offers lately, so I take care of myself."

"I could-" He began but stopped himself. The inescapable fear of your rejection was stronger than he could face.

The look he gave you made your heart fluttered. For a moment you thought he was going to lean across the bench and kiss you. His eyes flicked to your lips, as you unconsciously wetted them, causing his brows to pull together just slightly in longing. You were certain that he was a generous lover, but as things stood, you doubted you'd ever get to find out. He swallowed hard, as evident by the noticible dips of his Adam's apple through the high collar of his glove and dragged his gaze back to your repair.

Falling back into silence, you watched as he skillfully soldered several wires back into place. Closing the capsule, he reconnected it to the battery. With the press of a button, it sprang to life again. The noticeable buzz it typically made had quieted to an almost silent hum. An appreciative smile crossed your face as he switched it off and fitted the silicone shell around it. For the second time in as many rotations, Echo returned your vibrator.

"All set. Might even be better than before. Let me know how it works." He offered helpfully, but blushed in the dim light as he registered what he was suggesting.

"I'll keep you posted." You smiled playfully and looked at him through your lashes. "Thank you again for your help."

"Anytime." He replied, quickly tidying the bench to avoid eye contact.

Rising, you placed a hand in his arm, and kissed his stubbled cheek. If you didn't know better, you thought you felt him turn his face toward yours slightly. Feeling emboldened, you shifted and ghosted a kiss against his surprisingly soft lips, lingering just long enough to see how he'd reply. Rather than learn into you, he stiffened until you pulled back, which told you all you needed to know.

"Goodnight, Echo." You said warmly, though your eyes were downcast. "Thanks again. I hope you sleep well."

He was conflicted as he watched you go. Part of him wanted nothing more than to follow you, join you in the confines of your bunk and see if he could make you moan his name as loudly as your vibrator. As he turned off the light at the bench and decided to go to the cockpit, he heard a hum coming from your bunk, followed by his praising name on your lips. At least he was able to make you cum, one way or another.

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THIS IS EVERYTHING!! Thank you for writing this 🥹

Echo is my favorite out of all of them, and I feel like he does not get as much love as the others. I’m happy to feel included as a round Latina <3

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Hello love! I’ve been enjoying reading your work over the past few days ☺️

Would you be able to write an Echo x Latina (brown) mid/plus size reader?

Echo and reader have been friends for a long time (reader is a part of the gang; and everyone sees them as a couple). Yet their insecurities prevent themselves from forming a relationship since they want the “best” for the other.

Somehow they do overcome their insecurities and end up together :)

Hunter is relieved 😅

Another thing I have never done yet 😅 I hope I can do this right for you, let me give it a try, sweetheart :)) You didn't really say if you wanted fluff/nsfw or suggestive. So I stayed fluffy with some soft body contact, hope that's okay.

Echo x Mid/Plus Size Latina Reader - Friends To Lovers

Fluff / Romance / Soft Body Contact

Sugar

"What's that supposed to mean now?"

Echo looked at Wrecker annoyed, he didn't like it when others interfered in his personal affairs.

Wrecker sighed and said, "Well, listen, it's obvious that you two like each other."

Echo waved it off and said, "It doesn't matter, she deserves better than me."

Hunter spoke up from the background, "Stop it Echo, that's nonsense."

Hunter came walking into the main room of the Marauder and looked at his brother reprovingly.

"Stop making yourself so small all the time, you're a great guy, a damn good soldier and an even better person. She likes you, you like her, that's actually pretty simple."

Echo sighed and straightened up.

"I don't know" he said uncertainly "I really do like her immensely and we are good friends, but if I take one more step now I could ruin it all"

The ramp opened, preventing Hunter from giving Echo an answer. Echo's heart almost stopped when he saw you come into the Marauder. You were wearing civi clothes, a breezy summer dress that gently hugged your wonderful curves, not too raunchy, but not entirely innocent either. Your tanned skin glistened a little from the lotion you always used and that he loved to smell.

His gaze wandered along your body for a moment, he loved your curves so much. But he hurriedly broke away, threw you a soft smile and walked past you to the outside. Crosshair was standing outside, he had accompanied you to get a few things. When he saw Echo come out he nodded silently at him.

"Did you get everything?" asked Echo.

"Most of it," Crosshair grumbled.

"Echo."

Your voice tingled under his skin. He turned to you and saw you coming down the ramp to the outside.

"Yes?" he said almost tentatively.

"Can I talk to you in private for a moment?"

He swallowed, his heart pounding in his throat, but he nodded and said, "Of course."

You were nervous, Echo was so incredibly cute and you liked him way too much not to be nervous.

"I've been thinking," you began and your heart wanted to run away from you, it was beating so fast in your chest.

He looked at you intently and his gaze felt like he was crawling into your soul to cuddle with it, Echo always seemed to you like he could just slip inside you and heal all the wounds that had ever existed inside you.

"About what, Mesh'la?" he asked softly.

You felt heat rise in your cheeks, Mesh'la, whenever he called you that you got all warm, you knew what it meant and it was so incredibly flattering and sweet.

"About you and me," you finally said, bolder than you actually felt.

His eyes grew wide.

"Oh... I, did I do something wrong?"

You frowned, wondering why that was the first thing he thought.

"No. I don't know why you think that but-"

"I know I stare at you a lot but I would never presume to approach you inappropriately or-"

You laughed softly and interrupted him, "No, no, no. Echo, what I wanted to say is.... I'm incredibly fond of you, maybe a lot more than I should be.... I don't know... I just wanted to get that off my chest and," you interrupted yourself, shrugging your shoulders helplessly.

"Please say something," you finally said softly.

Echo took a step toward you, his hand wandering to your cheek and gently nuzzling it.

His head came closer and with a soft sigh, leaned his forehead against yours.

Softly, gently, almost whispering he said," I'm crazy about you Sugar, so blown away. For a very long time I've had a crush on you, but we both know I'm different and I always thought.... I always thought you could never love someone like me."

You let out a stuttering breath. You'd always known he liked you, but you hadn't known how much. His confession seemed to take the air out of your lungs and at the same time give your heart wings.

"Echo," you spoke softly, "I want to be more than friends."

His lips came closer, but before they touched yours he asked, "Are you sure about that?"

"Perfectly"

His lips touched yours, warmer and softer than expected, tentative, gently testing, then more intimate, confident and finally demanding.

His tongue opened your lips and began to hunt yours, each velvety collision a firebrand in your neural pathways, a tingling in your belly that spread in warm waves.

As you both broke breathlessly from the kiss, his arm moved around your waist, pulling you even closer to him. His forehead leaned against yours again and he smiled with his eyes closed.

Behind you a clapping sounded and an exclamation that could only be from Wrecker. You obviously had an audience, but for the moment you didn't care, even though you felt heat rising in your cheeks again.

Feeling his arm around your curvy body was a bit of a shock at first, you were never sure if he could desire you, you weren't one of those girls the guys hung up as posters in their bunks, you were a bit roundish. But Echo pressed you so tenderly and lovingly against him that you forgot any self-doubt and could just enjoy the moment.

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25 Days of Life Day: Day 11 - Matching Holiday Sweaters with Howzer

Summary: You got matching ugly sweaters with Howzer.

Warnings: Suggestive language.

A/N: Sorry, wrote this in a bit of a hurry so it's a little shorter.

“I look ridiculous.” Howzer looks down at the sweater you got him.

“I think it’s cute.” You grin laying on the bed with your chin in your hand. 

He looks at your reflection in the mirror, staring at you with raised eyebrows like “Are you serious?”

“I’m not wearing this.” He laughs. “It’s hideous.”

“That’s kinda the point.” You shrug, grinning.

You were hosting this year’s Ugly Sweater party and since Howzer had never celebrated Life Day before, you took it upon yourself to buy one. Unfortunately, he absolutely hates it. 

Howzer sighs with his hands on his hips, turning around to look at you. “Will it make you happy if I wear this?”

“Glad you asked.” You get up off the bed and grab your ugly sweater that’s identical to his from the closet.

“I’m sorry… You bought two?” He asks.

You laugh and shrug it on. “One for you. One for me.” 

Howzer runs his hand down his face. “If we are the only two people wearing ugly sweaters, I’m changing.” 

“Deal.” You wrap your arms around his neck, kissing him. “Thank you.”

“Anything for you.” He smiles, softly. 

The party is turning out to be a success. Plenty of people showed up in ugly sweaters. There were a few who didn’t. Wolffe had told you he’d rather be fed to literal wolves than wear what you and Howzer were wearing. Howzer had just laughed and said “One day you’ll understand.” and tucked you into his side. You had smiled proudly up at him. 

You and Howzer have only been together for six months but you were absolutely sure that this man was who you wanted to spend the rest of your life with. 

“You know, you’re really starting to make that sweater work.” Howzer murmurs into your ear from behind you.

“Oh yeah, the snowmen are really doing it for you, huh?” You smirk.

“Little bit.” He teases, pulling you against his chest. “As soon as the last person walks out the front door, I’m tearing that sweater off of you.”

You gasp. “You wouldn’t dare.”

“I would… and then…” He kisses your neck before continuing his train of thought. “I’m going to burn it.” 

You can’t help your little burst of laughter, making a few people look in your direction. Turning around to look up at your partner, you lean against the kitchen counter. 

“You are so dramatic.” You laugh.

“Not like these sweaters.” He takes a drink of his punch and you watch his Adam's apple bob as he swallows. 

Maybe he was onto something with wanting to get out of these sweaters, but not for the reason he was thinking. 

“I was thinking about something else for when everyone leaves.” You tell him, smirking.

He sits the cup down on the counter, caging you in between his strong arms. “Do tell.”

You lean in and kiss him on the nose. “Maybe later.”

Ducking underneath his arm and walking away, you turn back to smirk at him before going to talk to one of your friends. You know that he’s going to make you pay for it later with the way he’s smirking right back at you. 

Either way, the sweaters are probably never getting worn again.

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