Just updated my bio go look at it heeeee
WARNING: suicide, dark intrusive thoughts, heavy angst, no happy ending
Ngl I almost cried writing this. Imagine that out of all the literature to make me break it’d be my own.
The rain dripped down his discolored body as he stood in it. Unbothered by the lack of weatherly protection he wore, he allowed the droplets to collect on his lashless lids imitating the tears he couldn’t cry. Inky black lines fell down his face in a mockery of the sorrow he didn’t deserve.
It happened again, he should have seen it coming. Why did he expect it to be any different this time? The wilted flowers in his hand bent as the drops of rain they needed, crushed them in its unbearable weight. It was your birthday, the day he thanked this Godless world for, something you would hit him for whenever you tried to share your bible study teachings.
A shaken hand lights a cigarette as he recalls the sight he was destined to witness. Blue smoke filled the air and in the distance, he heard the siren of the authorities, but he didn’t care.
It wasn’t uncommon for you to not answer the door, you weren’t one to get up early. Something he took advantage of by snuggling close to your sleeping form whenever he snuck in. So he did his normal routine of walking around and jumping through your always-open window.
After stepping one leather-clad shoe inside he knew something was not right. Your usual smell of incense had dwindled down to only a spicy taste on his tongue. The darkness of your home was unusual in itself since you always thought monsters lurked in the dark.
He resisted the cough that swelled in his lungs as the smoke polluted the once clean air.
Monsters, a topic you brought up so commonly, he almost believed them to exist. Laughter bubbles from his discolored lips. He supposed they do exist, in the down ridden alleys of the world, lurking to catch some unsuspecting victim and leading them closer to their own demise.
Then there were the once in our own heads. Oh, he was familiar with those. The nagging crawling feeling of them whispering in his ears as they dragged their claws along his skin, urging him to hurt either himself or others. He listened to their every whim and need just to get them silent for only a moment. Then you came along.
You didn’t heal him, he was no fool, this wasn’t a fairytale. But for the few moments he spent with you, he felt almost free, normal. The voices and urges seemed to lessen almost as if they were afraid of your brightness. Afraid of the smile that once lit up the room. The smile that told him everything would be okay, that forgiveness can be had by all.
But now, now he was afraid. It had only been a moment but he could feel them coming back tenfold.
“It’s your fault. She couldn’t stand to be near you no longer.”
“You were being so selfish you didn’t even know she was hurting too.”
“There’s Dabi, doing what he does best and ruining things for everyone.”
The numbness he felt as the words pierced his brain was telling in itself. He tried to hold on to the words you once said, your laughter. Anything that would keep them away for a little longer. Why did you leave him, was it something he did? Was he so blinded by the selfless help you offered that he couldn’t see past his own needs?
The image of you laying on the floor flashed in his mind. The way your cold skin made even the furnace inside him tremble as he held your limp body against him. How the room shook as he wailed tearless cries rang throughout the lifeless home.
He held you close against him as if encouraging your body to soak up his heat. That’s all, you were just cold, he could warm you up. All you needed was to be warmed up. Dabi had hoisted you in his arms. You had never felt smaller. Your hair was long overdue for a redo as stray strands tickled his nose.
He laid you in your bed and draped the cover over your body. You could bathe later when you woke back up. Dabi sat with a beating heart, he raised a finger to light the dumb little candles you kept in your room but stopped as he remembered you didn’t like him using his quirk in the house.
“She was scared you’d lose your temper and burning her.”
Dabi rummaged through the kitchen till he found a lighter, not forgetting to fill a vase with water. You would love the flowers he got you, some still had the root so you could grow them. The smell of the candles filled his nostrils. You said they were cinnamon eggnog but he could hardly smell with his burnt sinuses. The spice of the strong herb was the only thing that brought him comfort.
Dabi removed his dingy coat and laid next to you, you’d wake up, you had to. To protect him from his monsters. He held your steadily chilling body against his own, as he emitted a small amount of heat that he could share between the two of you.
The sound of the birds awakening filled his ears. You would wake up soon, you loved to hear the birds in the mornings even though he found them annoying.
Open pill bottles laid complacent on the bathroom counter but he ignored them. You would never do that, they were just to help you sleep, or your asthma. You didn’t take more than nessasary, they werent’ ‘empty’, you simply needed a refill.
“Don’t lie to yourself you morron”
“Wow, she couldn’t stand to be with you so much that she took that route.
Dabi buried himself in your soft hair, no, that isn’t true.
“You should take some with her, I’m sure she had a plan two if these didn’t work”
“Go ahead, kill yourself like a coward!”
He kept his eyes squeezed shut in a way to protect himself, he wasn’t going to listen, you loved him. This wasn’t his fault.
The sound of your voice above all others drew him to silence, maybe he’ll listen a bit closer. You’ll tell all his monster off just like you used to.
“Dabi you’re horrible.”
Look at what you did to me”
I was dying and you did nothing”
“GET YOUR FILTHY HANDS OFF OF ME!”
“Even in my last moments, you’re clinging like a kicked dog”
The mantra of voices sounding of you filled his head. His chest bounced up and down from a breath he could not feel. His hands clenched in your shirt as the smell of singe filled his diluted senses. The sight of his blue flames enveloping your form haunting his dreams for years to come as he fleed your once happy home.
His memory is cut as he feels his fingers burn from the dying cigarette. He never even put his lips to it. You hated when he smoked. He didn’t need to anyway, the sight of your house burning to ashes before him, was enough to satiate his longing for smoke in his lungs.
Dabi released a scoff as he tossed the ashes onto the water flooded street he stood on. Monsters, what you were most afraid of and something he couldn’t even protect you from. How could he, when he was one himself?
Warnings: Eisaku being Eisaku
“Eh, I think I’ll just chuck a sickie.” Esiaku exclaimed before taking off his uniform
“Huh? Kuku, what the fuck are you talking about? ”
He sweat drops. “Sorry, I have a habit where I go back into using my accent. I’m taking a day off from school.”
“Oh okay!” You smack him on the arm. “That makes sense… kinda.”
Request: from @tangirlisfangirl
Duet: Todoroki x reader
Song: Ocean Eyes - Billie Eilish
I’ve been watchin’ you for some time
Can’t stop starin’ at those ocean eyes
Shouto doesn’t understand how beautiful his eyes were or how he attracts people with his own duality. He looks good at any angle. From one side, his brown eye becomes a rare moth in the snowy winter. On the other, his eye was a pool of water untouched in red hot lava. Together, they expressed his soul. No matter what, his eyes would never betray you. His face would show the littlest of reaction only those closest could assess. But for you, he didn’t need to move a facial muscle, as his blue-brown hues told you all in the most colorful ways.
Right now, he bore the cups of rich honey and refreshing ocean water. Two contradicting pairs that looked oh so well together. However, the glimmer in his eyes held a hidden emotion, anticipation. Your hand fell over his on the balcony; he averted his gaze from the sinking horizon to connect with yours.
“Shouto? Are you nervous about something? Do you want to go back to the hotel room?” You asked, concern flooding your own irises. A ghost of a smile found itself on his lips. He loved your eyes as much as you loved his.
“No, love. I’m fine.” He cupped your hand in his.
“In fact, I’m more than fine.” You said, getting on one knee. A gasp left your mouth before you could cover it. His earth and sky stared up at you.
You really know how to make me cry
When you give me those ocean eyes
“Izuku helped me with this proposal, but… I forgot the words.” He confessed. Anxiety flooded his features. You almost laughed at his expression before his eyes magnetized you, declaring all that could have been said on that written paper. Clear beads of tears fell from your lash line, but your eyes shone happiness; your body shivered from joy. It was then Shouto knew, in the golden sunset, your eyes were the most beautiful eyes he has ever seen.
I’ve never fallen from quite this high
Fallin’ into your ocean eyes
“(Y/n), will you marry me?”
Those ocean eyes.
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i think this is my second dabi work, so lets see how it goes with the rat bastard.
Hawks: We have a problem
Me: let me guess, you ran out of dino nuggies?
Hawks:we’re out of dino—-wait how’d you know?
Me: y/n ate the rest of them yesterday.
Hawks: THEY WHAT?!
a/n: i’ve had since u been gone by kelly clarkson on repeat and have been thinking of this prompt for a while LOL so ig this song in particular is inspiring me rn, hope you enjoy!! this was more of a self indulgent post lol
essentially all of these start with mina n the 1-a girls getting the reader to sing bc they know they have a nice voice
Im finna introduce yall to one of the most popular ocs of mine that the poc girls are just lovin rn:
Quirk: Mother Nature🌿
Personality: He’s we’ll reserved and quiet but dont let that fool you he can get down with the rest of em😭
Fun facts: (1) He has a bunch of fan girls/boys that follow him everywhere (2) has sensitive hearing (3) hates Bakugou with a passion(4) a plant lover (5) loves southern comfort food (6) has hooked up with at least 4 people in class 1-A
Feel free to send in requests about him or if you’d like to make headcanons/one shots about him, by all means do it.
For the second time send in requests but make sure you look at my rules first😌✨
prompt: just some general headcannons of what bakugo would be like in a relationship with black s/o
warnings: negro shit, fem!black!reader, aged up bakugo
an: ok boom, so i think it is so hot of this fandom to just headcannon that bakugo is a whore for black women like- yes 💕
an: y’all tell me if you want me to do other characters 😌
GIRL YESS! Bakugou is a black women’s wh*re and I say this with my whole motha fucking chest!😤💗
You stand there shaken as you watch Bakugou kick Shinsou into the vents, a smear of blood leading from it. “I respect the bastard for putting up a bit of a fight.” Bakugou laughs darkly, looking at you to join in but honestly you found nothing funny.
Watching Bakugou cover his work, you took the time to assess your options. On one hand, you could run and tell the others, you’d made a pretty strong bond with the rest of them. Then again they knew Bakugou longer. On the other hand, you could simply go along with what he wanted but wouldn’t that just prolong your inevitable death?
Your thoughts are cut at the sound of the door opening. Bakugou narrowed his red eyes at the shadows approaching.
Your time of evaluation had been cut shorter than you expected.
You take a step forward but Bakugou quickly cuts off your path, pushing you against the wall. From an outside view, it would seem like you two were caught in a moment of passion. But the reality was that Bakugou had his utility knife against your side. “Don’t be stupid.”
You two part ways there, unable to continue further. Bakugou didn’t approach you after that day, but you both knew your decision was already made. Whether it was the selfishness of caring for your own life. Or the sick illusions that your friends would go peacefully if you didn’t cause panic.
Little by little they disappeared and it wasn’t until it was only 4 of you left. For a moment, you felt a slight hope that the 3 of you could ban together and stop Bakugou. But that illusion was decimated as you watch crimson blood drip down Sato’s arm as he crushed Kouji’s head with his bare hands.
“Don’t worry, he didn’t feel a thing. Well less than he would have if Katsuki had done it, he eats people.” Sato said, shivering from an unpleasant memory. He then looks at you from the corner of his eyes with a lifeless gaze, and you take that as a chance to run.
As you sprint down the corridors, Sato makes a move to go after you but Bakugou dissuades him. “We have some unfinished business with each other.”
The sound of carefree whistling, reached your ears in no time and the hammering of your heart became too much to bear. “Come on out, make this easy!” Bakugou’s gravelly voice resounded throughout the now empty halls is the skeld and strikes fear in you.
You try to calm your breathing as you lean against the closet door and the sound of his footsteps retreating became obvious. There was a deafening silence, and then there was a loud crunch of your door being punched through. The familiar sight of Bakugou’s alien tongue crossed your vision as it retracted just inches away from your head.
“Did I get you?” The realism of it all hit you like a brick and you dropped to your knees as Bakugou opened the door. “Guess not. Why are you on the floor?” Bakgou looked at you with slight confusion but mostly disinterest.
You paw at the front of his suit, trying to get it undone before he grabbed your hands. “Aye what’s wrong with you?” You looked at him dumbly, Bakugou wasn’t one to play mind games. It took you awhile to realize his seriousness. “B-But you said that you were going to…” you felt your body heat up at the memory of his words.“
Bakugou smirked, "Ah that, honestly I was just going to kill ya.” You snatched your hands away quickly as the blond man unzipped his orange suit. “But now that I see what a truly desperate little slut you are, how can I pass up this opportunity!?”
You squint your eyes preparing for some disgusting deformity on his body but it seemed mostly human. In fact the only indicator that something was wrong was the small sliver of skin overlapping past his belly button. Bakugou snaps his fingers in front of your face.
“Eyes up here!” Pulling the suit pants low off his waist, the vision of a pink tip flashes before you as his dick hits his stomach. And as much as you hated it, the sight made your mouth water.
Bakugou snorted, “Even I can see how pathetic you are. ” Bakugou holds his member and stores it slowly, “Fine. Open wide for me and I just might let you live.”
You doubted that statement but follow your instructions nonetheless
His cock was hot and heavy on your tongue as he tapped against it a few times. The pre it was leaking was salty and bitter, encapsulating Bakugou’s personality or lack thereof. You hum as he places his hand on the top of your head, urging you to explore.
Oral was never your thing but, being there on your knees, with the possibility of death was enticing and left your skin tingling with excitement. “You’re moving too damn slow, human.”
Bakugou grabs the side of your face and thrusts himself the rest of the way. You choke, tapping his leg rapidly as a sign that is ignored. “Ohh fuck.” His speed was brutal and the feeling of his balls slapping your chin only made him want to go faster.
You sat limply on your knees as Bakugou used you as he pleased. You felt about as useful as a sex toy and he treated you as such. “I’m going to cum so fucking hard and I want you to swallow it.”
You make a noise of alarm as his dick begins twitching in your throat. “Shut up, be a good cocksleave and I might just let you live.” Bakugou’s hips stutter for a moment and next thing you know, sticky strings of cum are sliding slowly down your throat, and it takes deep concentration to keep it from going down the wrong pipe.
Bakugou pulls away and your watch fearfully as his cock bobbed in front of you. Still hard. “I might just keep you around a little while longer if you keep this up.” He slaps your face lightly as he zips himself up.
You are dragged behind him as he pushes you in a capsule that Sato sat waiting in. You didn’t know where you were going but you did know you weren’t dead and that’s all that matters now. Bakugou watched you from the corner of his eye and his mouth spread in a toothy grin.
This would be fun.
Ion really like the ending but ig
alright [redacted], the shit below is my work. i do not own the characters, just the writing. i do not allow any reposts on any other platforms or pages, reblogs not included.
⤷ includes class 1-a
⤷ includes class 1-a
⤷ includes kirishima, bakugo, mina, sero, + kaminari
⤷ includes bakugo
meeting their kids but they’re dating other people
⤷ coming soon!
⤷izuku midoriya, fluff
need to fill…
⤷ includes nsfw thoughts, mild violence, + slight mentions of death
“Babe…” you whispered as you poked your boyfriend’s cheek. He only let out a small groan before his light snores could be heard again. “Babe?” You question, whispering just a bit louder.
He stirs a little, his grip tightening on you. You groan. You spent 30 minutes trying to wriggle free from your boyfriend’s arms just to move your arms, and here you are again.
IN THE SAME FUCKING POSITION YOU STARTED IN.
“Katsuki.” You’re hangry. Very hangry. You’re no longer whispering. “Katsuki Bakugo.” No movement.
You let out a small whine and immediately try to wriggle free again. This time Katsuki stops you.
“What are you doing?” His voice is gruff and raspy from being unused. You can almost hear the rumble in his throat.
“I’m hungry.” You waste no time getting straight to the point. He sighs.
“Okay, go grab a midnight snack.” He scoffs. You pout and furrow your eyebrows.
“I want McDonald’s’.” He looks down at you, and for a moment, you swear his eyes glowed.
“You’re kidding, right? You’re not fucking serious.” Some would say Katsuki’s whipped for you. Actually, everyone would say that.
He likes to think he isn’t. You just so happen to earn everything you ask for. Pfft- okay.
“Babe, it’s 1 in the morning. I’m tired. You have work tomorrow. We can get McDonald’s’ for breakfast in the morning. Please go back to sleep.” Katsuki just wants rest. Too bad.
“But I want it now…” you whine, “Please, Katsu?”
“I’m not going to McDonald’s at 1 in the morning. Can’t you wait? Go to sleep.”
“But I can’t wait. I can’t sleep if I’m hungry.”
“Baby, it’s 1 am, what McDonald’s is going to be open-“
“The one down the street.” He sighs as he moves to get out of bed. You cheer quietly.
“What do you want, dumbass.”
“We have chicken nuggets here!” He groaned.
“But McDonald’s’ is better!” You say, sitting up. “Oh! You also have to get me a caramel frappe. They smell like you.”
Katsuki’s sitting in the drive-through, trying not to fall asleep at the wheel. He then realizes something so painfully obvious.
He’s pulling up to the window to get the food when he just looks at the male cashier and goes, “Holy shit, I’m a fucking simp.”
Cashier just looks at him when a look of sympathy, “Happens to the best of us…”
I had two posts scheduled for yesterday, and I forgot to queue them. 😀 Anyway, it’s 1 am, and I’m legit hungry, so here. Random oneshot(???) I guess. I know for a fact this has tons of grammatical errors, but I’ll fix it later.
pairing: katsuki bakugou x fem!reader
warning: nsfw, smut, 18+ Only, Minors DNI, marijuana, drugs
disclaimer: sex under the influence, high sex, praising, fingering, creampie, spanking, sex with plot
a/n: This is actually based off of the College AU! I did. I hope you guys enjoy it and sorry for holding off so long for this :,). Good luck this semester everyone! I promise you’ll survive this! Summer break will come sooner than you know it!
Just like clockwork, the spring semester was starting up once more. Students from all across the world flocked back to their universities. Some, happy they are free from the clutches and rules of being at home with parents and guardians. Others, unsatisfied by the classes they would be partaking in on Monday. One thing everyone could agree on though, things would relatively be back to normal as they were before everyone left.
Your head slowly nodded to the beat of your headphones, lips mouthing the words as if they were your own. Your hands retrieved another shirt from your suitcase, unfolding it and putting in on a hanger. It seems like you’d been unpacking for forever, clothes thrown on your dorm bed before you put them in a closet. Thankfully, your suitcase was now empty. Zipping the clunky object, you pushed it under your bed where it would remain until spring or summer break.
A small smile crept up on your lips, satisfied with the work that you’ve done so far. You’d have the entire dorm to yourself until tomorrow. Mina was always the type to wait as long as she could before coming back on campus.
You reached down to your cellphone, getting ready to text Mina you made it to the dorm safety, you felt someone taking your headphones off. With a gasp, you turned around. Maroon eyes gazed over at you, brimming with mischievously and amusement. A cruel smirk was plastered on this thin pink lips, ash-blond hair covered from the black beanie he was wearing. You let out a sigh, ripping your headphones out of his grasp as he snickered.
“What? I figured you’d miss me,” Bakugou murmured out. You rolled your eyes, trying to fight the smile on your lips. You slowly walked into his chest, his arms wrapping around you. His head nuzzled into your hair, his grip on you slightly tighter than before. Bakugou usually wasn’t this clingy.
Ive been waiting for this one..TURN IT UP!!
warnings: Nsfw towards the end
“Y/n love, can I braid your hair?”
“Sure baby! You don’t have to ask. I trust you with it.”
“If I catch a worthless piece of trash like you talking shit about my baby again, don’t be surprised if you see a man eating plant sleeping with you in bed that night. Stay the fuck away from her and me. We clear?”
“Here baby, put on this jacket it’s cold outside.”
“Make sure you take all of your vitamins so you can stay a big strong and healthy man for me. okay baby??
First and for most he won’t force you to do anything you don’t want to do and he waits untill you give him Consent￼ (he does this every time)
Y’all i know the end part was bad this is my first time doing this nsfw type shit😣😖 hope you liked it tho :)
Ima tell you this right now. I don’t know how to write a song fic so this is going to be trial and error. Also this song ruined my life, my subconscious learned the lyrics immediately and I only listened to it 4 times. This is not my type of music. I don’t need it in ma brain fam!!
I never really had a bad boy
You know I’ve always been a good girl
You lived your life as a master in the art of minding your business. Although you were in the one class in the whole school that couldn’t get a break from excitement, you were able to flawlessly blend into the seams. Of course it wasn’t on purpose. You just liked to be in your own bubble. You got good grades and didn’t take part in extra curriculars. An excellent background character.
It wasn’t until you were partnered with the class loud-mouth Katsuki Bakugou, that your life started to take a turn for the better.
Crazy how it happened so fast boy
The way you rocking my world
Anyone could easily tell you two were opposing forces like oil and water. But as corny as it was, the connection was immediate. Your first plan was to only speak when needed and drown out the white noise with music. Working silently was obviously a struggle for your partner because the next thing you knew, one side of your hearing was exposed to the buzzing excitement of your class.
“What crap are you listening to extra?” You looked at him blandly, one would be a fool to take offense from anything Bakugou says. You watched his face scrunch together in concentration and you could tell that he liked what he was hearing. For the rest of the class hour, you shared headphones and song interests, and for the first time, Bakugou wasn’t yelling.
Yeah, you’re my distraction
Love our connection
He often joined the family for dinner and could even hold fluid conversations with your mother without missing a beat or falling behind.
It didn’t take long for him to even invite you to his own home as well. While your must tastes were similar, home life and house decor were largely different. You found yourself spending hours with his father, gushing over baby pictures of Bakugou, and dinner was quite the spectacle as you watched him and his mother play ping-pong with insults while you enjoyed new Japanese cuisine.
I see so much when I look at you
You got potential
It became a bit of a routine. He would come over your house, your room would be filled with the warm gooey vibes of soul and r&b and you would day dream your worries away. At some point, Bakugou had become a key item to your way of living.
When you two were alone, he surprised you by toning down his brash attitude and seemed genuinely interested in your aspirations. “So when you graduate, you’ll still have to take another 8 years of college plus 1 more of residency?!” You nod as you eat a spoonful of Cinnamon Crunch. “Why are you acting so surprised, you want to be the president.” Bakugou shrugged with a small smirk on his face, “Yeah but that’s plan B.”
Time is essential
But I'ma take my time with you
Cause you need it
It was Thursday and at 5am when Bakugou called you. He was drunk and angry, cursing with every sentence. You quickly went to pick him up in your mom’s car as fast as you could. An upset Bakugou was a menace to society and if he felt that he needed to call you this late, it must be serious.
You just need someone to keep it real with you
And I see that
“Fucking bitch!” He slurred, leaning against your car door. “That’s not nice Bakugou, at the end of the day that’s still your mother.” You focused on the road trying to avoid flinching whenever he randomly got loud. “You don’t understand. She won’t fuking listen, ion what to be a damn lawyer.”
You glance wearily over at him downing the rest of his bottle. “I’m assuming she denied the architect’s idea.” “What do you fucking think! Old lady want’s me to “continue the family business” like hell!”
I'ma be the one to plant that seed in you
You don’t gotta worry
You sighed and made a sharp turn into a Target parking lot. “What the hell we doin ‘ere?” You park and turn the car off, you knew your mom would kill you if you stayed out too long, but this couldn’t wait.
“Katsuki, I’m going to tell you this right here and now. Sometimes adults think they are doing the best for you but they aren’t and you gotta show em that by doing what you think is the best for you and doing it well.”
I won’t judge you from your past
I know you’re not my first
Bakugou looked at you with slow blinking eyes before scooting closer in his seat. You allowed him to take hold of your face, and didn’t look away as his finger rubbed gently along the curve of your lips.
“If you don’t want this….please…tell me to stop.” His face was red, the air was thick and something that was always there, ignited as your lips met.
With drunken strength, he pulls you onto his lap and feels gently along your body as you tug on his lips with your teeth. The car was filled with hormones and heavy breaths as you got more desperate, but not once did he try to undress you. It was him that pulled away first, “What’s wrong?” you asked, out of breath and concerned, but he only shook his head with a wide grin on his face.
But I’ll make sure that you’re my last
We live two different lifestyles babyBut we can change that
“Huh?” you laugh breathlessly, not believing your ears. “Marry me.” You feel your heart speed up so much so you could almost hear it. “But we’re so young, Bakugou, are you sure?” Bakugou cards his fingers through his hair with a determined look on his face. “Of course not now! But in the future.” You cross your arms and look down at him, “You’re not messing with me are you Katsuki?” He scoffed, “Do I look like I’m joking you damn nerd?”
Just promise not to hurt me
Cause you know I told you that
You hold out a pinky, “Promise me then.” Bakugou jokingly pretends to bite your finger, “Are you serious right now?!” You huff indignantly, “Promise me Bakugou.” He rolled his eyes, “Ooo, pulling out my last name like that. Fine, I’ll be weird with you just this once.”
He holds out his pinky finger and loops it with yours. “I promise that as soon as we graduate, I’ll make you mine.” You share another kiss and watch the sun rise over the large Target building without a care in the world.
I never really had a bad boy
You know I’ve always been a good girl
Crazy how it happened so fast boy
The way you rocking my world