#/anywho i really love this!! just a lot of stuff going on it really tickles my brain hfhs

[keeps-ache]

hit random on a picrew n dressed him up :3

[inks below because they're neat]

[fredweesleyismyslut]

Fred & George Weasley x reader Poly!headcanons

A/N:

Okay, so this might suck really really badly but bare with me I haven’t really written many headcanons before and me being the talkative little pig I am I ramble too much because there’s so many thoughts flying around and then I end up writing a whole bunch so I’m sorry and I will definitely try to improve in writing more headcanons but for now...I hope you enjoy!!!!  

request: Hello if you write for poly relationships could you please do nsfw and sfw headcanons of the Weasley twins x chubby slytherin reader who is just the purest thing on earth and she wears cute skirts and resses in pastel colours and loves cute plushies pretty please?

SFW

 Okay okay so, everyone is very surprised first year when you’re placed into Slytherin.

This is because during the train ride you just seemed so pure you were wearing your favorite pastel colored dress and looked basically like a real life doll

Essentially you were the human embodiment of an angel and no one could imagine you hurting a fly

You met the Weasley twins on the train ride and thought they were funny and as you were placed into Slytherin they both shared glances with each other clearly surprised as most thought you’d be a Hufflepuff

Well, yknow, as they say don’t judge a cover by it’s book

You were, however, the nicest Slytherin, you were constantly helping others, giving compliments as you passed people in the halls

Anyways, let’s get to the juice details now, you stayed friends with Fred and George all the way up to your fifth year, when they both started acting weird around you

It was as if they both couldn’t be around you at the same time, or else it was as if they were competing for your attention like two cats

Then, one fateful day, they came up to you at separate times and confessed to you, you spent the whole day thinking, stressing, not able to focus on your studies, until finally your friend asked, “What’s wrong?”

“How do you pick between your two favorite things, like let’s say you want cookies but you also want to have the yummy pastries on the side as well?”

Her response, sent a bell ringing through your head, “Why not both?  I mean is there a reason you have to choose?”

As soon as she said that you shot up, “I gotta go do something.”  You found Fred and George and pulled them aside, “Do I have to pick between you two?  Because I love you both...and I don’t want one without the other…”

The twins shared a glance with each other, eyes glinting with mischievous, as they responded in unison, “Yes, we quite like that idea, darling.”

 Since then, you were dating both  boys, whenever, you had classes together, they would send little notes flying your way ranging from cute things like, “You look wonderful today, y/n.” “You look great in that dress.”  

- You could tell apart the twins easily, unlike everyone most of the time, which resulted in them trying to play tricks on you a lot

You would play along for a bit before finally saying, “I can tell you two apart ding dongs, I’m not your girlfriend for no reason, now stop it or I’m ignoring you both for the rest of the week.”  After that threat, they would immediately stop, begging for attention

On days, that you were feeling down about yourself because you didn’t look like the other pretty, popular girls they would cheer you up

They would bring your favorite treats, snuggle you between them, and say sweet things like, “Well, you look absolutely divine, y/n.  And we love you, we prefer you this way it’s perfect for both of us.”  Then, they would immediately start to tickle you, till eventually you accidentally kicked one of them off the bed then they’d burst in laughter

They are also especially protective of you knowing how kind and pure hearted you were and get quite heated if anyone insults you.  As soon as someone even utters an insult your way it’s like their ears twitch and they turn around immediately, defensively standing in front of you ready to throw a punch.

Due to this there have been plenty of times you had to hold them back from beating someone to a pulp, and having to calm them down in a corner telling them it’s fine to which George responds, “It’s not fine.  They’re insulting you and honestly you shouldn’t be fine with it either.  You shouldn’t be fine with them walking over you because imagine if someone said stuff about us, you’d be angry right?  You should be that angry when someone says that to you too...but we won’t go throwing punches if you don’t want us to?  Right, Fred?”  As Fred huffs before nodding and pulling you closer to calm his anger.

Dates with the boys are usually very light hearted you would go down to Hogsmeade and eat snacks together, or they’d set up a little picnic for you with cute foods that they tried, keyword tried, to make knowing that you like cute things

They also buy you cute plushies or clothes that they think you’d like and bring it on your dates saying, “It reminded us of you so….we got it”

Next thing you know, you have like 50 different plushies crowded in your room and you don’t know how to nicely tell them to stop bringing you so many plushies because it’s too cute but eventually one of your roommates tells them off when the plushies start to fill up on their side of the room too

One time they made cookies which were very cute, but almost broke your tooth off as you took a bite, resulting in you having to go to Madam Pomfrey

After that incident, they usually just buy the snacks or have their mother send them food as you love her cooking as much as she loves you especially because you keep her troublemakers in check

Sometimes though they will purposely make nasty things to see if you’d either pretend to like it and keep eating or actually tell them off, it’s their little mini social experiment/prank on you, which you catch on eventually, and whenever you notice that evil glint in their eyes you purposely play along and make sure they eat their nasty food first to see how long it takes till they break 

Basically, these boys are just really sweet and treat you like you’re a freaking empress 

NSFW

Now onto the spicy spicy details….

Fred usually initiates the contact, as he does with their pranks

He’s more so the dominating one as George follows along or sometimes watches before he jumps in, not able to handle the teasing you give him

Anywho, whenever you’re feeling down, especially being self deprecating, they both take you and show you just how much they love you, let me paint a picture:

As said, Fred usually initiates contact, you’ll be studying in the library and he’ll slide his hand up your thigh, watching as you shiver slightly from the contact goosebumps rising on your skin

Nonchalantly he asks, “Is it cold in here, darling?”  Playing his game you reply, “Nope.” and smile smugly

This will, of course, set off his slightly competitive spirit as his hand goes further, tracing the outline of the fabric covering where you need the most friction

Then George comes into play, being just as mischievous he’ll play his brother’s game, sliding his hand up your other thigh as they both continue to stare at their books as if potion ingredients were suddenly the most interesting thing in the world

A slight moan escapes, as Fred’s finger starts circling your clit, wetness pooling in your center as they both tsk, “Y/n, you’ll have to be quiet, we are in the library after all.”  

Anywho, ahem ahem, there’s usually a cycle you have going to make sure everyone gets the equal amount of attention, first it’ll be you and Fred as George, next you and George as Fred, lastly, all three of you

Fred will be pounding into you relentlessly, to blow off steam, especially if they lost a quidditch game, as George plays with your clit as you suck on his cock.

However, rough or gentle these boys are the aftercare is to die for

It’s filled with cuddles and jokes as the boys talk about what pranks they’re working on or new things for their joke shop

They usually clean you up, offer to give massages, and even if you decline they’ll both caress your bunched up shoulders working out any knots, as they trace your skin softly with their lips

But be careful, sometimes they’ll offer you drinks but in reality, it usually has some type of thing they’re planning for their joke shop, so sometimes you might end up being a guinea pig(They do test it on themselves before they test it on you though they’re not complete monsters)

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Honey Bunny

Levihan | Rated for language and one mention of doing the deed

It’s on Ao3! https://archiveofourown.org/works/27387343

Hanji and Levi have breakfast at a diner. They find themselves in a bit of a situation-

"We have you surrounded! I repeat! We have you surrounded! Come out with your hands in the air!"

“Tch... Too goddamn loud for the morning...”

“And so.... I politely asked him to suck on my fat dick.”

“You really said that?”

“Yeah... Not really a big win for me considering he’s only humiliated because he lost his balls to a girl...”

Levi snorts. Shitstain of a man, he adds, and Hanji beams at him.

“Anywho... Can you remember that song I said I liked... We danced to it at the pub. This was before you went to the toilet and that whole debacle with shitstain of a man happened...”

“I don’t remember...” Levi folds the napkin and sets it back down on the table. Hanji is pouting, disappointed.

“I honestly don’t remember much besides him yelling at you, then the look on his face after you kissed his girl. Somehow that left a bigger impression.” Levi replies with snark.

Hanji laughs, justifiably pleased with herself. “She enjoyed it though...” Levi knows. What’s there not to enjoy. Hanji takes a sip of her coffee and makes a face. “Levi, try this... It’s the worst coffee I’ve ever tasted... And I’m not a person with any standards...”

Levi hates coffee. Even a cup of the gourmet stuff (or at least that’s what the label had said) had failed to impress him. So he doesn’t know why he relents and takes a sip. “Tastes like dick...” he nearly spits it out and Hanji cackles.

“Wanna go somewhere else that doesn’t have shit coffee?” Levi asks. Hanji looks out the windows, at the flashes of red and blue and the glare of floodlights. The diner has found itself in a bit of a situation- on the business end of the guns in the hands of the boys in blue. It’ll be hard to navigate round. It’s an inconvenience really.

“Hmmm... Sounds like too much trouble...” Hanji drawls, “besides... I can’t complain about the pancakes.”

“The service leaves much to be desired though...” Levi quips, eyes rolling to glare at the empty spot behind the counter. He can hear whimpering from where the waiters are ducked, knees pulled close to bodies, shaking like leaves. He might have to help himself with the refills later on.

Hanji stares absentmindedly out the window when she hears a crackle from the loud hailer. “Here we go again...” she mutters under her breath.

"Levi Ackerman! Hans Zoë! We have you surrounded! I repeat! We have you surrounded! Come out with your hands in the air!"

“Tch... Too goddamn loud for the morning...” Levi says, annoyed, but he doesn’t shift his gaze from Hanji.

“It’s Hanji Zoë... What- Why do they- Ugh... They can never get it right?” Hanji throws her hands up in a show of exasperation.

“I’ll make sure to tell them on the way out.” Levi chaffs.

Hanji turns her attention back to him. “So... Considering our predicament... It might be a good time to reminisce... You wanna start cowboy?” She plays coy, resting her chin in her hands and batting her eyelashes at him. The sight of Hanji like this always tickles him. But it also makes him want to take her to a motel and screw the living daylights out of her. And yet, his face gives nothing away, save for a slight tug at the corners of his lips. Hanji notices. She eases back into her chair, putting on a show for him by stretching long legs out toward him.

“Remember the day at the bank... When we first met?”

“Ah... How could I forget... Out of all the banks in the South side of town we had to pick the same one,” Hanji chuckles, “you hated my guts...”

“I lied... I was angry because I wanted to kiss you stupid right there and then.” Levi shrugs and stirs idly at his lukewarm cup of tea.

“Oh...” Hanji says, lips pursing. There’s a dust of pink high in her cheeks and suddenly she finds it hard to meet Levi’s searing gaze. “That was... Dammit Levi... That was actually really sweet... You’re making me look bad...”

“Spit it out four eyes.”

“I was just gonna ask if you remember the time we had that fight about me forgetting to take the bins out?”

“And you freaked the fuck out and went berserk?” Levi supplements.

“Yes... And I told you our bins weren’t empty because I saw the neighbours put their trash in them? Well... I lied... You were right... I just never took the bins out...”

“I know...”

“Then why did you apologise?”

Levi shrugs, “if you said you took the bins out, you took the bins out. You’ve stood up for me on far less...”

Hanji hums a reply, that she has. She presses her ankles against Levi under the table. “Tell you what... I’m going to walk over to you now and kiss you stupid. Right here. In front of all these strapping young officers. Then we’re going to stop with this sappy nonsense and talk business.”

Levi grunts a reply, sliding his chair out to give Hanji space. And in one long stride she’s sitting in his lap. Hanji keeps her promise and kisses him till they’re both gasping for air. All tongue slipping behind teeth and soft lips as practiced a million times before. She still feels the rush of adrenaline when Levi rests his hands on her hips, fingers digging into skin with possessive fervour. Her arms are thrown around his shoulders and she pulls him impossibly close. This feeling will never get old, she thinks. Like the thrill of a heist. They break apart and Hanji has a dopey smile on her face.

“Do you wanna talk business? Or you wanna continue staring?” Levi smirks and Hanji throws her head back to laugh.

“What do you say? What are our odds?” He says, drawing circles into the small of her back.

“Hmmm...” Hanji scans the windows. She loses count on the number of shaking fingers precariously gripping triggers. “If we’re just talking numbers... Not looking too good...”

“Well they can all- What did you say? Suck on a fat dick?”

Hanji laughs, yeah... she says, a little breathless when Levi reaches to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear. She presses a kiss to the tip of his nose. God does she love him.

“If we survive this, Levi Ackerman... Mark my words, I’ll make an honest man of you...” There’s a sparkle in Hanji’s eyes and Levi can’t help but return her smile. He deliberates debating the concept of an honest man, after all, they are far from honest people. Levi also has lots to say about the concept of “ride or die” too, considering he’s not one to prefer dying to be on the cards. Their skillset and expertise have not particularly allowed for glorified visions of going out with a bang, they always make it, and it's not luck either. It’s better to be alive, live to love another day. But it’s all petty semantics.

Because he sees the gleam in Hanji’s eyes- audacious, but far from ill-advised and he smiles, an ease consumes him. Whilst not preferable, dying with Hanji by his side isn’t too bad an idea. But Levi remembers it’s Hanji’s turn to clean the house and it would be unfair on him if they die today, considering how he’s been the one cleaning the past three times. He’s not going all soft when she whines this time. This time she’ll be the one cleaning for sure.

Semantics can go to hell.

“I’ll hold you to it, Hanji Zoë...” he whispers as he kisses her chin where he can reach. Levi pats Hanji’s thigh as he shifts to stand. His hands already on the holsters of his guns. She cocks her pistols, this isn’t anything they haven’t done before. And Hanji thinks the odds are still up in the air, it’s a little premature for visions of a glorified death. Besides the chicken in the fridge will go bad if they don’t have it by today. A good roast sounds perfect for dinner. They can have it with that bottle of wine they’ve been saving.

She sets her eyes on the targets and counts them off again in her head. She watches them with interest as they squirm in their boots. Hanji cracks her neck and shakes her knots loose.

Hanji freezes suddenly, “wait Levi...” she says with urgency, “I just got it!”

“No don’t-“ but before Levi can stop her, she’s already humming it- the song they had danced to at the pub. Hanji sways along to the tune. Levi clenches his fist and taps it against his forehead. Why does he have to love her so goddamn much.

“Do you know the name of the song? It’s absolutely killing me!”

“Hanji... I don’t know the name of any song...” Levi squeezes his eyes shut and rubs at his temples. “Great... Now it’s stuck in my head too...” he mutters through grit teeth. They walk toward the entrance of the diner.

Hanji grins. “Ready Levi?”

He nods, smiling at her once more for good luck.

“Let’s fuck shit up.”

[babydotcom]

hiii tay!!

how are you??? hope your taking care of yourself and enjoying the rest of your summer!! i hope you drink lots of water, have plenty of showers and brush your teeth.

hope that the rest of your summer is as painless and as relaxing as possible!!

i recently bought the giant shark plush from ikea and ive named him sage.

i was wondering what shows/animes your watching???? summers kinda dragging for me and i wanna take the time to catch up/get into new shows before i go back into further education. 🥰🥰😘😘😍😍😍💞💞💞💓💓💓💋💋

jingyi!!!! i am mentally cutting a love heart out of red construction paper for u 🥰😚

i am well! i'm pain free most of the time and am adjusting to adhd treatment! it's interesting because i've been up for thirty hours which under normal circumstances would be Very Bad but it's common and i've a medcheck in a few days to see how things are goin (so don't worry about lil ol me hehe).

rn i'm cleaning my room and listening to music and having a funky good time! haven't genuinely enjoyed cleaning in a while so i'm kind of super ecstatic abt that AND i'm listening to new songs!!!! (currently listening to be steadwell's entire discography- would 100% recommend she's got a really cool beatbox-percussive r&b style that tickles me and it's all queer!)

as far as stuff to watch.... i haven't really been Watching anything consistently lately but my friend recommended a swedish (?) romdrama called Young Royals, i'm slowly getting through The Mysterious Benedict Society on Disney+ which is just a wonderful show and a great adaptation! the obligatory The Good Place and New Girl rec, and The End Of The Fucking World is good but mind tws. For anime specifically...i'm considering an OHSHC rewatch and Children of the Sea has been on my watchlist for eons. Sorry I don't have more!

i've got films too! Derek DelGaudio's In & Of Itself (hulu) was really great, and The Mitchells vs The Machines is a must watch! I also am always going for comedy specials and Dirty Dancing and Legally Blonde!

anywho this is a long ass answer! give sage a quadrillion hugs and kisses for me! <3

[olivenight17]

Can I get a bnha matchup for my oc? She’s pansexual, 15 years old and a Capricorn. She’s talkative but doesn’t like to be the center of attention. She’s naturally affectionate with others(like holding hands with friends and that stuff)She likes roller skating, studying, and going on walks. She’s not in the hero's course but she loves learning and hearing about the course. She likes helping others out and making others smile.(i’ve said this a couple times now but I really love your writing)

Ahhh thank you! I don’t think I’ve said this yet, which is foolish of me, but I’ll say it now, I love you! Also, I really like the sound of your oc, just reading about her gives me these like great vibes. (By the way I love your santa Toshi icon, it’s adorable!!!)

Anywho, I match your wonderful girl with none other than Mina Ashido!

- These are two bright, energetic girls who are going to have one heck of a good time together!

- I try not to pair characters that kinda sound similar to each other, but in this case it’s just perfect.

- Firstly, there’s like almost never a quiet moment with these two. They are always talking to each other every chance they get. And I hope for your character’s sake that she is a morning person because Mina sees her she immediately runs into her arms yelling “GOOD MORNING, I MISSED YOU!”

- They literally could have talked just before going to bed and Mina’s excitement in seeing her in the morning never lessens.

- Now Mina is a top tier extrovert in all honesty, and she actually enjoys being the center of attention and while it won’t stop her from putting herself in the spotlight still, she’ll never do that to your character. She respects that she wants to be kept out of the limelight and will never push unwanted attention onto her.

- Lol besides she wants to save all of your character’s attention for herself.

- Also, Mina’s totally fine with a lot of touching! She herself is a very physical person, her love language is totally physical touch, so she enjoys a lot of skin to skin contact.

- That most likely means they are almost the most annoying couple in UA because they can never keep their hands off each other lol. It’s either cheek kisses, hugs, hand holding. Mina always wants to be close to her amazing girlfriend.

- If she loves hearing about the hero course say no more because Mina is already blabbering all of the drama to her. Like seriously, if there is any tea going on in that class, your character immediately knows it because Mina is just  the worst at keeping secrets, especially from the people she loves.

- Honestly though, she’ll tell your character all she ever wants to know about the course itself. Mina is a very ramble-y person, so like almost all of the hero courses secrets are out in a span of an hour because she just talks away. Though it sometimes comes in the form of complaining lol

- Your character loves studying and helping others out… perfect! Lol those two have so many study dates together because Mina for the life of her can’t focus and study by herself, so if she has her girlfriend at her side helping, it makes it all the better! Though, your character better be a strict and focused teacher because Mina gets distracted, like a lot.

- Personally, I think those two would also spend a lot of time at the rink. Mina’s probably never roller skated before but honestly, from my own experience of going to roller skating rinks it’s like 100% her vibe. She’d be really into it.

- She’s gonna fall flat on her butt like a million times in the process but I’m sure they both have a good laugh about it as it happens.

- All things considered, it shouldn’t be too hard to make Mina smile, she’ll gladly do it especially for your character.

- In turn, Mina requires the same bright smile from her and she’ll go to any lengths necessary to get it, even if it means tickling her!

- When Mina’s feeling more calm though, she’ll take those walks with your character. It’s nice to just walk by her side and chat about the day, it’s one of the rare times you’ll actually see her kinda mellowed out.

- Rest assured, Mina loves your girl, treats her with the utmost respect and will cuddle and talk with her all day long.

I hope you enjoyed~!

[kusunogatari]

[ ObiRyū October | Day Five: Sleep Time ] [ @abyssaldespair ] [ Uchiha Obito, Suigin Ryū, ] [ Verse: White Hands of Healing ] [ Previous || Next ]

Double shifts are literally the worst. Partly because...well, they’re exhausting. As much as Ryū loves her work, having to pull two shifts in a row is just a bit more than she can typically handle. She’ll get through them, but often needs at least a day to recuperate, depending on how severe the workload was. And given that double shifts really only happen when there’s a great need for more hands, well...a day off after is pretty much a given.

Partly, too, is because they keep her from home longer. A few years ago, this...really wouldn’t matter. All she had waiting for her at home was her summon. Not that she doesn’t adore Fubuki to pieces, but...well, the owl is still largely independent, as close as summon and summoner are. But as of the end of the fourth shinobi war (well...just about), she’s had someone else there waiting. And even before that, he was a bit of a staple...even if he wasn’t living there, per se. He’d still show up every blue moon. That, of course, being her now-husband, Obito.

At times, it’s still a bit of a funny thought...husband. If you’d suggested the idea of her getting married before meeting him (and perhaps even for a while after), she’d have just laughed. Ryū was, in essence, married to her job. She barely even had friends, let alone...romantic interests. And given how transient things had begun with Obito, well...she hadn’t exactly gotten her hopes up, even as she realized she was getting in rather deep.

But now he’s as much a part of her life as her job, if not more so. It’s a huge part of her identity, after all...something he’s noted before. Hence why, well...she gets a little carried away.

And ends up...exhausted.

Of course, that’s not to say that Obito too doesn’t have work to leave him tired. His mandatory tasks assigned by Konoha as neverending repentance can be just as stressful and exhausting - if not more so - than her own work. Days when they’ve both had it rough are, well...rough. Barely conscious enough to even enjoy their time home, let alone each other, the evenings after such days never feel very...fulfilling. Basically they boil down to coming home, eating...something, and then going right to bed and doing it all over again.

And then there’s the guilt where one has work, and the other...doesn’t. By now, they both know their jobs are tiring. It then typically falls to the one left home to ready the house and help the one working relax after their day.

Today happens to be one of those latter days. Obito was given a day to recover from his own labor, and Ryū is...well, pulling double time. She knows it’ll worry him, but...she can’t leave the other medics hanging. She’s just not the sort.

So, it’s late into the evening (having left pretty much at the crack of dawn) when she finally gets home, sagging back against the door with a heavy sigh and wilting shoulders. “...tadaimaaa,” she calls, tone warbling through the house.

...no answer.

Frowning a bit, Ryū lets her sensory range expand, and finds Obito’s chakra...in the bathroom? Pushing herself upright with a grunt, she peeks around the proper wall and finds the door closed.

“...koi? Are you all right?”

“Oh! Uh...h-hold on!”

Worried for a moment he might not be feeling well, she narrows her senses, but...doesn’t find his chakra at all stressed. Maybe a little startled at her voice, but he’s not ill. Then the door flies open, and she can’t help a delayed jump.

“Sorry!” he offers, clinging to both sides of the doorframe. “I was, uh…”

With the door open, Ryū’s nostrils flare at a rather potent burst of...floral scent? “...is...everything okay?”

“Huh? Oh, yeah! Yeah, it’s fine. Uh…” Obito flashes a sheepish smile. “I got your note, about the double shift, so...I sort of…” Stepping aside a little awkwardly, he nods her in.

Peering past him, Ryū perks up. There’s candles all over the bathroom, and flower petals atop the surface of a steaming bath. “...you...did this?”

“I just thought it would be...nice for you when you got home,” he replies, going a bit pink and itching at his neck. “I was going to make dinner, but I...ran out of time...so there’s takeout coming, instead. So you don’t have to cook!”

Once the surprise fades, Ryū can’t help but slacken a bit with a warm smile. “...you’re amazing, you know that?” she replies, turning and leaning into him for a hug, smooshing a cheek against his chest. “I have the best husband in the world…”

Above her hair, Obito goes all the pinker. “Well...it could be better if there was food to go with it, but…”

“I am so fine with takeout. I’m starving.” Shifting her head to look up at him, her expression is softened with affection, a glow to her eyes as she stares. “Feel like soaking with me…? You should get to enjoy it too, ne?”

That earns a surprised blink. “...sure!”

“Okay...I need a shower first, but...yes. I am so ready to sink into some hot water for a bit. My back is killing me…”

Once she’s cleaned up properly, Ryū sinks into the tub, water just under her nose as Obito slinks in behind her. Pale skin quickly reddens with the heat, but she’s putty in his hands, utterly relaxed.

...and then he starts rubbing her shoulders, and she’s gone. There’s a mewl of contentment, which begets a snicker behind her.

“That bad, huh?”

“Mm, you have no idea…” Leaning forward, Ryū goes so far as to rest her brow against the front edge of the tub, giving Obito access to the whole of her back, which he wastes no time in easing the tension out of. She’s almost dozing when he shifts, leaning in to give her flushed skin a few kisses. That pulls a few giggles out of her, squirming a bit. “That tickles, koi…!”

He just ignores her, giving a few more before pulling her upright to snuggle against his chest. Eyelids heavy, it takes all of her willpower not to nod off.

Then, Fubuki’s voice comes from the belly of the house. “The food is here, Ryū-sama.”

That gets her to laugh. “...you sent Fubuki to pick up the food…?”

“She wanted to.”

“I’d like to have seen their face when an owl showed up at the pick up counter…”

“Hey, I gave her the money, that’s all they need.”

Getting out and toweling off, the pair change into robes and sit under the kotatsu, side by side as they devour their food. Fubuki sits on her summoner’s shoulder as Ryū in turn leans her head on Obito’s.

“Feel like watching a movie?”

“Mm, no...I’m afraid I’d just fall asleep, honestly. I think I’ll just...go to bed here in a bit.”

“I better join you...Kakashi sent me tomorrow’s assignment this afternoon.”

“Is it...bad?”

“Nah, pretty typical. I’ll be fine. You, on the other hand, will take it easy tomorrow.”

Her lips purse in a pout. “But you did all this for me…”

“Hn, because you earned it,” he retorts, turning to press a kiss to the crown of her head. “I’ll be fine.”

“...well...I’ll make dinner, at least.”

“That’s good enough for me.”

After a little lounging to let their food settle, the pair ready for bed and slip under the covers for the night. Almost immediately, Obito hugs Ryū to his front, hearing her giggle as he buries into the crook of her neck.

“Mm...the perfect way to end my day,” she murmurs, clearly already half asleep. “In my koibito’s arms…”

“I feel the same,” he replies, nose skimming along the rear of her jaw. “...well...I guess I can think of one thing better, but…”

A bit puzzled, she glances over her shoulder, seeing a grin she knows all too well. Subtle heat gathers in her cheeks. “...true. But I’m afraid I’d fall asleep…”

“You think I’d be that boring?”

“Nooo,” she replies with a breathy laugh. “I’m just that tired. But...maybe we’ll have the combined energy tomorrow...ne?” Turning in his grip, it’s her turn to nuzzle her brow up under his chin. “For now though...I’m content just as I am. Can you forgive me?”

Obito just snorts. “Nothing to forgive...I’m just teasing you, hm?”

“I know.” A few more wriggles, and she finds herself comfortable with a heavy sigh. “...goodnight, koi.”

Giving one last press of his lips to her brow, he grunts an affirmative, pulling her close before conceding to sleep.

     So after yesterday's massive angstfest, we have...some fluff! As much as I love angst - and I do - I honestly love fluffy slice-of-life stuff a LITTLE bit more. This piece is a lot shorter, but...I just felt like there wasn't much more to add, and I didn't wanna force it. And considering I still have other stuff to get written tonight...that's probably a good thing xD      Anywho, not...much else to say about this one. Meg's 'bito is a sweetheart and is totes into spoiling his girlie after she has a tough day. And Ryū does so in return, of course. This is a love and support ship! xD      But on that note, that's all I've got for tonight! Thanks for reading~

[baebbaeby]

(NCT) Boyfriend!Jaehyun

heh

first of all i wanna say this man would speak softly to you no matter what

especially if he had a crush on you he’d be soooOOO soft

when he likes you he’d aaaalways smile at you, he’d be really casual about it by always sitting near you, always looking at you, always including you in conversations

he would always look into your eyes when talking to you, even if he got a little red or flustered, he’d always want to look into them

i just think he’d be really pulled by someone’s eyes if he really liked them

it would be in the small things you know? you probably wouldn’t notice it but someone else would

johnny would notice right away tbh

even if you had one of your friends with you guys and they didn’t know jaehyun that well i’m sure they’d be able to tell he liked you too 

so he’d be obvious to EVERYONE else but you bc it was all in the small things he does for you

i think a lot of thought would go into his confession to you 

he’d probably ask you to hang out like one on one 

and it kind of seems date-y but its not a date you know and then near the end he’d probs walk u home or wherever you had to go 

and his ears would be red and he’d be like uhm i like u a lot and i was wondering if u’d go on a date with me

and ur low key like....that wasn’t a date? if hanging out like THAT isn’t a date then sign me the f up i wanna know ur standards for a date

its taking my entire being to not write bro at the end of every sentence of that for some reason

anywho

hes a goddamn gentleman he’d open all the doors for you

and would guide you with your hand as if you were a royalty , especially if you wore heels to steady you 

would also get chairs for you and he’d do this alllll effortlessly and not breaking a goddamn sweat 

like its just natural for him to be so nice and gentlemanly

bc he’s so good to you i feel like it would make you feel like you werent good enough for him 

and i feel like he’d kind of lose a part of himself too bc he’d be so concentrated on you so you’d definitely need to encourage him to do stuff for himself sometimes 

and then he’d get the hang of it

hes also super nice so i feel like you’d have issues if you’re the type to get jealous easily since hes so friendly and everyone seems to fall in love with him 

and he also doesnt seem like the type to tell anyone off either if they’re flirting with him he just doesn’t seem like that kind of guy

but its also common in relationships to get jealous at something or someone so it’s all about trusting each other, which i hope you do if you’re in a relationship with anyone

but low key i also think he’d adore it if you told him you were a little jealous, he’d make sure to give you a little extra affection and attention

honestly he’d be so smitten with you

he’d literally worship every part of you [sfw wise and nsfw wise winkwink]

but seriously he’d look into your eyes like they’re everything and at your lips like they’re everything and your ears and and if you had freckles he’d look at them like they’re everything too

he just seems like someone who would just drink in the sight of their s/o? like maybe he’s feeling nervous before a performance and he sees you walking towards him 

and suddenly the nerves are all gone, relief has just washed over him because you’re right there in front of him and he’s got this now he can do this because you’re there watching him

something i think about a lot is jaehyun singing to his s/o oh my gaaaad

he’d get embarrassed but would totally sing for you if you asked and he would randomly do it if he knew you liked it which who wouldnt like it jesus

all while his ears turn red because singing like that for someone is so intimate dhsjkml

if you liked singing too he’d totally looove singing duets with you too

if you were into musicals he’d totally indulge with you and sing the songs with you too

if i were his s/o i would make him sing a whole new world to me every goddamn morning ahem

he’d be really affectionate in private but in public not so much

i think he’d accept your affection if you initiated it first in public if it was small things like hand holding and hugs idk he just doesn’t seem like a huge pda guy to me

and again, it would all be in the small things for him, he’d always be beside you or looking at you so he wouldn’t even need pda to show off that you were together in public - people would just be able to tell

i’m taking a few points from the cuddling scenario i did with him but if he did decide to be affectionate in public he would not half-ass it

a hand on the shoulder is not acceptable - his full arm is going around your shoulders and tucking you into his side

same thing for your waist

and the way he holds you (this is mainly in private but also applies to how he holds you in public) its very firm, and he has a strong grip but its also very soft and gentle at the same time

like a hug would be tight and firm but it would be so full of love and gentleness because he wants to hold you close 

okay let’s get into kisses now

my heart is fluttering at the thought

first of all he’d love it when you kiss his nose

his ears would go red and he’d smile and those little whiskers would appear on his face and he’d giggle a little he’d love it sooooooOOoo MUCH

he also seems like the type to smile into all your kisses

like most of his kisses would be smiling kisses

he just hold your face so gently and smiles at you because damn he loves you so much he can’t believe it and just slowly pulls in for a kiss and he still cant stop smiling because he’s kissing the one he loves and they’re kissing him back?! amazing

also can you just hear how he would giggle in his low baritone voice when he’s happy like that and it would just vibrate through and wow what happiness

HE GLOWS WHEN YOU GUYS KISS OKAY

ALSO KISS HIS DIMPLES???? AMAZING HE’D LOVE THAT TOO SO MUCH

something that would KILL him would be if you show him affection and you’re like “i love your eyes” and you kiss his eyelids and “i love your nose” and you kiss his nose and you do this with his ears and his whiskers and his dimples bc he’s smiling so wide UGH

i think he’d personally love kissing your head, especially if you’re shorter than him it would be so easy to just dip down and boop kiss your hair and the side of your head

and i think he’d love just nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck too so a lot of his kisses would go on your jawline/neck/right underneath your ears too

alright folks its about to get slightly nsfw

but i think he’d like to nibble on your neck too

i think he’d get off on marking you like that when it gets heated and esp seeing them later he’d be like oh mY i did that? heehee let’s do it again

i think the only way i could describe his hornyness would be hungry you feel me?

like his eyes would go from bright n loving to just dark and lustful and hungry

LOTS of low groans tbh ohhh boy

he’d still be a gentleman but when boy is hungry he is hungryyy

just think about the whole strong and firm thing i said but still gentle in a way but also strong and firm

and also the whole worshipping thing like he would drink in the sight of you without clothes and touch you like you were everything (bc u are) 

like im talking strong grip on your thighs and they rise up to curve your body oh boy

ahem thats it for this nsfw bit (thinking abt maybe making a nsfw series like this too ohoho)

anyways you guys were done being intimate he’d be so sweet and soft and would love to cuddle you forever and shower you with sweet nothings

he’d be really loving in the morning too he’d crawl on top of you and just tell you how much he loves you and he’d wake up with a smile bc he’d see your beautiful face first thing in the morning

but he also wouldn’t waste time in bed too in the morning he’d get up after showering you with affection and make breakfast or something

and if you’re still not up he’d come back and use his charms to get you out of bed like tickling you or smothering you with affection that makes you giggle yourself awake

would definitely plan a whooole event for your anniversary like a romantic picnic under the stars and would also definitely have a backup plan if the weather wasnt good

he’d love low key couple things like bracelets or rings but nothing too flashy like matching clothes i think

he’d love to just have that piece of jewellery he wears that has a super special meaning to him since you mean so much to him

and one last thing

he’d always laugh at your jokes no matter how dumb they were

and indulge in your weird habits or jokes

he would just love with his entire heart and whoever gets to hold his heart one day is a very lucky person and i hope they treat it with all the love they have because its what he deserves

if you want more be sure to check out the cuddling scenario i did with him too hehe HERE

[thekrazykeke]

Family brings clarity at certain times. And in this one, they can fight and be mad but they never ever really give up on each other or let an interloper do what they want without clapping back. Sexytimes that occur are heavily inspired by @lovelylittlekittn‘s suggestions, so thank her. 

Anywho, let’s goooo!

Continued from here.

@elaindeereads @autumn242 @punkrockwxnnabe @palmsofgranate @strawberrysoftkitten @wikiwakanda @lovemekaycee @managingmischiefdaily @gothambrat @marvel-snatched-my-wigs

“When is you gon give Davion the key to the apartment so he can get his tools?” Breanna asked, in the process of greasing Kia’s scalp. Hearing her little ‘ow’ when she tugged too hard on a strand of hair, she murmured an apology, automatically adjusting her grip so that it’s not hurting the younger girl. 

“I’ll give him the key when he learn to speak to me with some sense.” You said simply, tone clipped. Your flatmate was quick to forgive people for hurting her feelings, forgetting though? That’s an entirely different thing altogether. Apparently your brother is on her shit list, though she hadn’t said anything to you so you wasn’t going to say nothin’ either. 

“Y/N. I love you, you know that,” Distractedly, she tapped Nakida’s shoulder, motioning for the taller to lean her head forward a little more. “But as yo cousin, I’m obligated to tell you when you on some other shi...”, Pausing, she cleared her throat, “Stuff. You on some other stuff, and it’s not right, what you doin’.” 

You rolled your eyes. “Of course you taking his side.” 

“All done, baby girl.” Brushing her hair a bit more thoroughly, Breanna used a scrunchie to put it up in a ponytail, something simple to maintain which is what her niece wanted as Nakida isn’t a total pro at sectioning and greasing her scalp on her own. “Ayy, who’s that girl? Ooh na na na na na, she’s that guuuuuurl...” 

“Auntie Breanna, stop!” The teen laughed, dodging her finger which is trying to poke at her cheek. “Stop playin’! O.M.G. stop!” The last word is squealed when Breanna tickled her side. “I have to peeee!”

“Fine! Go on, I’ll clean this up.” Flicking her hand in a dismissive gesture, she smiled as the teen sprinted off towards the bathroom. Beginning to clean up the little jars of hair grease, combs and brushes, she remarked, “Y/N, regardless of all the bullshit Davion sometimes take the family through, he family.” Huffing, you tried to ignore her but she wasn’t having it and popped you in the arm with a comb, which had you hissing out in pain. “I’ma say it again: he family. That mean sometimes we gotta put up with that foolishness because we love them.” 

Mouth twisting up, you crossed your arms in front of your chest, “Since he snitchin’ to you, did he tell you what disrespectful shit he implied about me, and in front of Kia to boot?” Not waiting for her to answer, you continued on to say, “‘Oh, that’s a prince, ain’t no way Y/N could pull him’, the bitch...” 

Unfazed by your temper, Breanna began putting the hair supplies away. “Yes, he told me the truth after I hung up on him a few times when he called screaming and holla’ing, acting a whole ass mess. An’ I agree wit you for putting him in his place asap. Hell, I did too. But it’s been a day, and he needs his tools for other jobs. Did you know that his boss tryna penalize him for that?”

You felt the beginnings to guilt. “No...” 

“I know you and Nadia tight and you feel responsible for her, but she a grown woman that survived without you long before y’all met. So let the duckie roam free and stop being petty, aigh’t?” Brows raising, Breanna held out her hand. Sighing explosively, you reached into your pocket and pulled out the apartment key. “Thank you, boo-boo.”

“Mmhm, whatever. Still don’t forgive his stank ass.” 

“That’s cool. I figured you wouldn’t. ‘S why I sent out the SOS for a family barbecue later this week.” 

You turn and give her an incredulous look, “Umm, what?”

“I said--”

Interjecting before she could finish, “I heard you the first time, but let me reiterate: what the fuck? You realize this ain’t my spot, right? And we smack dab in the middle of Bougie Central? Too many black folk and the cops gon show up, there’s a neighborhood patrol, ya know?”

“Will you calm down?” Breanna rolled her eyes. “It’s just gon be me, Darius, Davion, Isiah, Trinity if I can get her to take a day off, and Nakida. That’s not a lot of people. I ain’t even think to invite all the grandma’s and aunties and uncles. So really, I did you a favor.”

“This is not my spot.”

“I need to know what this dude about. He look like a fuckboi on TV.” 

And so, you were left with the reality that you’d have to tell your man what Breanna had done. On pins and needles, over and over, you practiced a speech of how to softly deliver the news and put a spin on it so that he’d be cool wit it. That afternoon, when you heard his car pull up in the driveway, you was too anxious to wait for him to come in and walked outside to greet him, only to stop in your tracks when you took note of the light skin chick talking to him, a saran wrapped dish in her hold. 

Erik turned to look at you, ignoring how she was still talking, much to your internal amusement, and gave a half smirk. “Ay, baby. I ain’t think you was still up.” As soon as you were in arm’s distance, he reached out and snagged your wrist, tugging you to him. “This our neighbor, Mrs. Wood.” 

“It’s Miss, actually, as I was telling the Prince here.” She smiled fakily and extended a hand to you. “I’m Demi, and no. There’s no relations between Demi Lovato and myself.”

‘Yeah, I bet you was.’ Deciding to be mature, you shake her hand and she damn near tried to break it. Okay then, bih. I see you. Not letting her pathetic attempts to scare you off intimidate you, instead you leaned up and kissed underneath Erik’s chin. “I made dinner and ran your bath water, too.” 

Eyebrows raising, “Cool, we gon eat together.” You’re pleased that he made it a statement not a question and could sense the hate rolling off ‘Miss’ Demi in waves; it was glorious. “Thanks for stopping by and for bringing carrot cake.” He added in an afterthought type of way to the chick.

“I’ll take that.” You reached out to do so and Demi sent you a strained smile before complying. The second the two of y’all stepped in the house, you sat the plate down on the counter, not the fridge. Plans were blooming within your brain for what you’d do with it since you couldn’t just nuke it in the trash, would feel guilty. 

Making yourself a plate, you nibbled on the meal while Erik practically inhaled his dinner. Conversation is light, casual and you’re cleaning up the dishes while he’s washing up. Once that chore is done, the dishes are in the rack to dry, you meander to the bedroom where you see him sitting on the bed, water lightly peppering his scarred body and towel around his waist. 

Figuring what the hell, you got down on your knees and moved between his legs. Keeping eye contact, you slowly pulled the towel off, revealing his cock which is long, straight, and just thick enough to beat up your pussy walls just the way you liked. ‘Don’t get distracted, Y/N. Don’t get distracted.’ 

When you wrapped your hands around him, he groaned. 

“Fuck, baby girl.” he groaned as you leaned down and licked the underside of his dick from balls to tip. That nickname had you squeezing your thighs together, needing some friction on your pussy. You slowly slid his cock into your mouth and worked him deeper, what you couldn’t take, you used your hand. Erik’s hand goes to your head, not pushing but guiding you up and down. Moving your hand, you relaxed your throat and let his cock slide to the back of your throat, nose buried in the hair at the base, swallowing around him. 

Erik’s hand tightened in your hair for a painful moment as he cussed again. You hummed as you moved back up to the tip, curling your fingers around him and beginning to stroke in time with every little bob. Then after a second, you used the palm of your hand to lightly roll his balls. He grunted and his hips bucked, nearly gagging you as his cock hit the back of your throat, “You are so fucking sexy. Suck me harder, baby girl, I’m gonna cum.” 

Looking up at Erik, you squeeze him tighter in your fist, teeth scraping gently on the underside of his head. “Fuck, fuck, fuck--!” He chanted and then you felt him throb in your hand just before his cum shot out in thick pulses. 

You swallowed every.single. drop. 

When you moved to pull away, hand squeezing one last time, a squirt came out, splattering against your shirt and a bit on your chin. Before you can say anything else, barely ten minutes later, Erik’s lifting you up and bodily tossing you onto the bed, gently. Bouncing a little, you scoot backward, dragging your shirt off and overhead, tossing it away as he crawled forward. He grabs your left ankle, tugging you back to him and Erik’s tongue swipes at your chin, collecting his cum. Heart stuttering, you can only stare at him wide eyed as he grinned down at you wickedly, golden fangs gleaming. “I know you ain’t think we was done and you ain’t get to cum?” He snorts, hand going to your cute (fave color) silk panties and you heard a ripping sound. 

“Erik!”

“I’ll buy you more.” he promised. “Lay on ya belly and put your hands above your head.” You do as you’re told only a bit reluctantly. Over and over, his hand glides from neck to ankle, making your ass lift instinctively every time he comes closer to your pussy, but he doesn’t touch you there, yet. He’s probably getting off on the way your pussy lips peek out between your thighs; this is euphoria to him, this bit of control. 

After a few minutes, he pulls your legs apart but keeps you flat on the bed, your pussy juices probably soaking the sheets. He leaned forward to whisper in your ear, the tip of his cock dragging down your slit, teasing.

“Don’t move. Hold onto the headboard and do exactly as I say.” He waits until you nod. “That’s my baby girl.” He sits up on his haunches and runs his hands up both sides of your inner thighs and gently, so gently, ran a finger over the outside of your swollen pussy lips before pushing the middle and index finger inside you. Your ass lifts, trying to grind against his finger but he holds you down with his free hand. “Look at you, so cute. Does it feel good, baby girl, when I fuck you with my fingers?” 

Asshole, he knows it does. 

You’re soaking his hand while he pumps that finger in and out, in and out, before adding another, then repeating the cycle. Before removing both digits. He doesn’t give you time to complain before he’s lifting your hips up and using his knees to spread you open. 

“Hold a little higher. I want your nipples to touch the sheets while I fuck you, just those pretty nipples.” 

Kinky as fuck. You groan but position yourself just the way that he wants you. Barely a minute passes before his thick cock is spreading you open and sliding in. Your mouth is opening and words are pouring out, “Oh fuck, oh shit, ohh shit...Erik...!”

“Shit, baby. Look at how good you takin’ Daddy’s dick.” A rush of embarrassment and arousal sweeps through you and a flood of moisture flows out of you, drenching his cock and balls. His hands grab your hips, tipping your pelvis so that your ass is exposed and thrusts into you. “You like this shit, don’t you, baby girl? Say it, say you like this shit!”

“Yesyesyes, I like this, I like this shit!”

Erik grabs your breasts, rolling the hardened nipples between his fingers, his rhythm never faltering. “Save you love Daddy’s dick.” His middle finger is on your clit, so hard and wet, ready to cum. When you don’t readily comply with his demand, he smacks you on the ass, making you flinch and jolt a little. “Say it! Say that shit, say you love Daddy’s dick!”

At this point, you’ll do anything to cum. “I love Daddy’s dick!!” You’re practically screaming it. You’d bent down, tilted your ass up and he kicks your knees open a bit more. He’s half on top of you, thrusting deep in your pussy.

“You feel so good, baby girl. You like this shit, don’tchu, deep and hard?” You can’t answer, can barely even think. Your body tightens around his cock, shaking hard and you cum, practically drenching his cock. “Yes! That’s it, baby! Cum for me, cum all over this dick!!” He grabs your hips, fucking into you hard, stealing the breath from your lungs with every stroke and it’s borderline too much, but then he’s cumming, filling you with his seed. And now you fall onto the bed, too spent and tired to move. 

Erik and you traded breaths, trying to calm down your racing hearts. But soon enough, his hands are tracing over your brown thighs again. 

“Sit on my face.” You turn your head to glance at him and he smirked. “You know you want to. Plus cumming once is not acceptable. Get’cho cute ass...” Not letting him change his mind, you did as told. Erik liked that shit anyway, if the way he gripped your ass cheeks was any indication.And if he was a lot more amicable to the idea of your siblings crowding up in this place than he might have been? Well, that’s no one’s business but you and his. 

As for Miss Demi’s nasty carrot cake? To be a Good Samaritan, you gave it to a homeless man and five dollars as an apology cuz that shit looked dry as hell.  

[dong-hyucks]

donghyuck and 30 + 70

Lee Donghyuck (Haechan) ; “One more chapter.” , “You’re warm.”

Prompts here.Masterlists

this is my first time actually writing for donghyuck, the sun in human form

iM nErVouS 

gotta represent my son right 😤

alright lets do this

so your boyfriend, donghyuck, came over to your place

he hadn’t seen you in a while because of the dreamies’ comeback

so he missed you a lot

but was too shy to admit it outright

anywho

when he came over first he hugged you in the doorway for like

two straight minutes

his face would probably be heating up so he’d hide it in your neck

small chuckles tumbling from his mouth

when he finally let you go you guys went to the kitchen first

ofc because food is life

you gathered a few snacks together with donghyuck throwing marshmallows at your face then brought them to the living room

you had so much sweets on the coffee table that if taeyong was there he’d scold you guys for ruining your teeth oops

rebels

you guys would put on a movie

twilight knowing him lmao

but you wouldn’t even be watching it

you were just talking about the comeback

“the song is so good i’m so proud of you” - you

“lol i know”

cheeky shit

i love him

you do too

“you know, jeno’s been looking vv good lately,, like more than usual”

“exCuSe Me i’m your boyfriend!!”

“lol i know”

you bringing it right back there

ahem he’d be absentmindedly tracing circles atop your skin

like he wouldn’t even notice he was doing it

him doing stuff like this always makes your heart flutter

and when he notices his effect on you he is extra af

will tease you about it for two decades

before you knew it the movie was over

when the credits started rolling you were both kind of just ???

lmao when did that happen

half of the sweets were also gone

your parents probably walked in at some point and just left the room because you guys are too cute

after realizing you weren’t going to pay attention if you put on another movie you decided to play some video games

mario kart specifically

“you’re going down babe”

“donghyuck cOME AT ME”

you guys would get really into it

really into it

you weren’t even talking to each other

except for a few taunts coming from his end

and half-assed comebacks from you

this could go two ways really

if you beat him constantly he’d jokingly say you were cheating

and a t t a c k

his hands would make their way to your sides and he would relentlessly tickle you

probably wouldn’t stop for a while because he likes your laugh

afterwards he would fall beside you

you guys would start laughing at how dumb you were being and it’d be really soft

like you guys were on your side facing each other

the living room floor was kind of uncomfortable but that’s not the point

just laughing over mario kart’s soundtrack

when you calmed down it would be silent

not an awkward silence or anything

you’d be staring at each other, faces warm from laughing

he’d get all flustered because he can see the amount of love in your eyes

and you feeling the same because he’s looking at you with such adoration

you’d stay there for a while, basking in each other’s presence

until it got seriously uncomfortable then you’d get up after an hour

however

if he beat you constantly he’d be so cocky about it lol

like he wouldn’t be insulting

he’d just have this confident grin on his face

and his back would be straight

he’d probably make a few comments but he’d keep it light

“i’ll teach you sometime”

“bUzZ oFf”

*insulted gasp* “are you refusing a lesson from the master himself?”

again

cheeky shit

either way you’d end up lazing together on your bed

there’d be music playing

nct dream probably

and you too would just be under the covers cuddling

god i am soft rn

like he’d be positioned in a way so that your head is tucked underneath his chin

his arms are wrapped around you tightly

and your legs are tangled

it’d probably get uncomfortably hot at some point

“donGhYuCk It’S hOt”

“too bad” then he brings you even closer

you’d be tracing miscellaneous shapes over his back

it makes him shiver from time to time but he loves it so much

it’s been confirmed that donghyuck loves cuddling so he really treasures times like this

where he can just wind down

forget about being an idol for a bit

and just enjoy being close to you

he’s probably seriously sincere with you during cuddle times too

like he’d tell you things he likes about you

with the occasional kiss in between

“i know i don’t say it a lot, but i love you”

he gets so soft cuddling with you

he makes it a point to cuddle every time he comes over or whenever you go to the dorms

if you’re at the dorms the older members are always like “leaVE THE DOOR OPEN”

“go aWAY!!”

you do leave the door open tho

even at your house

it became a habit

anyway back to cuddling

he’d only let you go if one of you had to go to the bathroom

this time he had to so he reluctantly let you go

“are you going to miss me?”

“donghyuck you are literally going to the bathroom”

he’s so extra

while he was in the bathroom you picked up a book from your bedside drawer

you had been reading it lately and haven’t had the time to finish it

so you used whatever time you had to read

it’s something donghyuck loves about you

but not when it’s cuddling time

he gets lowkey jealous of the book whenever you do it

so when he comes back

you’re already several pages passed your bookmark

“[Y/N]~ cuddle me”

“…”

“[Y/N]”

“…” *page flip*

“oml my s/o loves a book more than me”

“…”

“whY AREN’T YOU DENYING IT”

after a few more pages worth of his cute whining

you’d say “one more chapter”

donghyuck would pout and scrunch up his nose slightly, opting to hugging your middle while he waits

you were almost done the chapter when you heard him mumble something

“what?”

you’d look down at he’d be staring at you with glazed over eyes, a dorky smile playing his lips

“you’re warm”

cue you blushing

you wouldn’t even finish the chapter, replacing your bookmark and putting it to the side

you’d cuddle for the rest of the night

okay

if i continue anymore

i won’t be able to write coherently

it’ll all just be ‘awigdaiugfwiuafawfdonghyuckafwa’

hope you enjoyed

love my son, the sun, pls

[reveriesforyou]

Vodka

This is sorta lame and cheesy, but it’s basically just a fluffy Imagine about Tom being a cute boyfriend and taking care of his drunk girlfriend💗 Author’s Note: This is a oneshot inspired by sorta me? My mom had a party and made a ton of mixed drinks, and because I’m a dumb baby that never drinks, I forgot that vodka literally punches you in a face when you drink too much of it? Anyways, I got drunk and ended up crying to one of my cousins for about 40 minutes about all the reasons why I love Tom? Apparently, I’m even more cheesy and sentimental drunk than I am sober, who knew lol?

Vodka She giggled to herself, ankles knocking into each other as she braced herself on the door of her apartment. She was absolutely, completely, and undeniably smashed. Truly, she couldn’t even remember how she’d gotten this way, but then again, she could barely recall her uber ride home. Her hands kept shaking and she couldn’t find the correct key to fit itself into the doorknob. At this rate, she’d be out all night. Tom paused the film he was watching and glanced back towards the front door. He was pretty sure that he could hear someone out there, but it was probably just their neighbor’s being noisy. Allowing the film to regain his full attention, he did his best to ignore the strange sounds outside, until he heard something that replicated her giggle. His eyebrows knitted together in confusion. She was supposed to be at a sleepover with her best friends, not coming home at one in the morning? Tom got up and made his way over to the window by the door. Peeking out, he saw that the giggle outside indeed belonged to her, and she appeared to be struggling hugely with the task of opening the door. Quickly crossing to help her inside, Tom yanked open the door and barely had time to catch her as she crashed in on top of him. “Tom!” She yelped excitedly, making no effort to move off of him, instead cuddling further into him, while he laid sprawled across the floor with her lying on his chest. “Do you wanna hear a joke? It’s so dirty and I know how you love dirty things!” She explained innocently, her eyelashes tickling his neck. Tom chuckled, “Darling, come on up here. We’ve gotta close the door.” “Okay, I’ll tell you!” She leaned over him, “What did Cinderella do when she got to the ball?” “You’re absolutely wrecked.” Tom laughed, taking in her mussed up appearance. She still looked good, how could she not? Her skirt was just shorter, her breasts were more exposed than she’d be comfortable with sober, and her eyemakeup was slightly smudged. Her hair tumbled down her back in messy waves and she teetered on her high heels. If she had come home sober, Tom would’ve dragged her off to bed with him, but alas, she was drunk and needed to be taken care of. “She gagged!” His girlfriend giggled, finishing up the butt of her joke. “Do you get it?” Tom burst out laughing and cradled the back of her head as he rolled her onto her side so that he could get up to lock the door. “Yes, baby, I do. Where’d you hear that one?” She didn’t even seem to have registered what he asked her because, in response, she said, “I don’t think I’d be Cinderella if I was a disney princess. She gags, but not me. I don’t gag, unless you make me.” “Oh my gosh, you’re going to be so embarrassed in the morning.” Tom said, slipping his hands beneath her arms to pick her up. Helping her down the hallway to their bedroom, he asked, “Darling, how come you’re not with your friends right now?” She blinked her eyes slowly and licked her lips. “We were all talking, and drinking. So, so, so much drinking. Did you know that vodka is strong? Like, it’s so strong, because, I’m not sure if you can tell, but,” She leaned closer to his chest and pressed herself up onto her tippy toes to whisper in his ear, “I’m kinda drunk right now.” Turning his head towards her, he decided to play along, “Are you serious? I’d had no clue.” “Well, yes! Anywho,” She dragged out the last letter of anywho before she tripped over herself again. Tom caught her and slipped a firmer hand around her waist. “Anywho?” He pressed. “We were all talking about our boyfriends, and how much we love them, because, I love you so much. And then, we started talking about the stuff we do with our boyfriends.” She paused in the hallway to poke Tom’s chest, “That’s my favorite shirt on you.” “Darling, I’m not wearing a shirt?” Tom said, cocking his head to the side. “I know,” She smiled, “That’s why it’s my favorite.” She gestured to Tom’s exposed midriff, “This is all great. Like, you look so good. The best.” Tom dissolved into laughter and shook his head, “My silly, drunk girl. What are we going to do with you?” “Well, you see, what I’d like you to do with me is make-out. That’s really why I came home. We started talking about some things,” She cupped her hand around Tom’s ear and whispered, “Sexy time things. And we all agreed that I should come home to you so that we could do the sexy time things. Because, I wanna do them, with you.” Finally crossing the threshold of their bedroom, Tom placed her gently onto the bed and tried to ignore her last statement. Yes, she was his girlfriend. Yes, she’d just told him that she wanted him, and yes, he obviously wanted her too. But, she was drunk, much too drunk to consent to sex with him. Tonight, Tom would be a good boyfriend and take care of her, but, in the morning, Tom would be a good boyfriend and he’d give her at least 2 orgasms with 2 advil pills to chase away her headache before breakfast. “Sweet girl, we can’t right now. You’ve been drinking too much, you’re absolutely wasted.” Tom tried to reason with her. “No, no I’m not. If I was drunk, could I do this?” She took a deep breath, “‘May I feel said he/ (I’ll squeal said she/ just once said he) It’s fun said she/ (May I touch said he/ How much said she/ A lot said he) Why not said she.” Tom cut her off, “Sweetheart, nothing you say matters right now, you’re too drunk. Now just let me help you out of that dress.” Shaking his head, Tom laughed as he walked over to her with an oversized sweatshirt of his in his hand. Only she would be able to quote E.E. Cummings completely inebriated. Kneeling in front of her, Tom lifted one of her feet onto his lap to unbuckled her high heeled shoe. Undoing the clasp and carefully removing the heel, he pressed a tender kiss to the top of her foot. “You know, I like it a lot better when you’re on your knees for a different reason.” She pouted, sitting up to watch him. Tom chuckled again as he began to remove her other shoe, “Trust me darling, so do I. Roll over-” He didn’t even get to finish his sentence when she interjected. “Are you gonna spank me?” She asked, rolling over. Her tiny dress had ridden up even more and Tom had to bite down on his lower lip and clasp his hands together to prevent himself from doing just that. “You’re making this really difficult.” Tom muttered. “Then do something about it. I thought bad girls got spankings?” She teased him, eyeing the hardness growing within his pajama bottoms. “Stop it, I’m trying to take care of you and you’re making it really hard.” Tom groaned. “I can tell,” She giggled. “For fucks sake,” Tom rolled his eyes, “I’m going to help you out of the dress, and that’s all the touching I’m going to do tonight. Then, I’m going to take off your makeup, and you’re going to go to sleep.” “Tom,” She whined, wriggling around on the bed, “I don’t wanna. I want you to do me.” Tom laughed, “You’re going to die in the morning, oh my gosh. You’re such a child.” “Ugh!” She whined and flattened out onto the mattress. Sitting down behind her on the bed, Tom rolled her over and unzipped the back of her dress. He did his best to not look, but the zipper kept getting caught in her hair, and he couldn’t ignore the soft skin of her back. He saw that she’d chosen to wear the pretty, light pink, lace bra that she’d been wearing the first time they’d had sex. Groaning over the memories, he helped her rid her body of the confining fabric of her dress and had slid his sweatshirt over her body. She turned to lay on her back, “Will you at least kiss me?” “Yes,” Tom placed a soft kiss on her mouth, “Do you wanna get up to go to the bathroom to take off your makeup, or do you want me to do it for you here?” “Hmmm, here.” She sat up and stuck her hands inside of the sweatshirt, only to toss her bra off seconds later. Tom’s eye lingered on her chest as he got up to retrieve her makeup wipes. “I love youuuuu.” She said, hugging herself to his chest after Tom had successfully cleansed her face of all traces of makeup. “You’re my favorite, even though you refuse to fuck me.” Tom tucked the duvet under her chin and crawled in behind her. He kissed her temple and curled an arm around her, “I love you too darling.” He prayed to the high heavens above that she wouldn’t feel his excitement poking her in the back while she drifted off and into dreamland.

[elderburn]

Ruby Rose Kisses (Almost) Every Girl RANKINGS

I haven’t seen this one yet so I’d like to resurrect this terribly underfed blog (sorry about that by the way) to list, in order, my favorite Rube Smooches- as written by @xekstrin. (This is just my personal opinion and does not reflect the opinion of Viz Media, Paramount Pictures, or any other corporation to which I have no relation. I’ll also announce that if you’re tired of this blog not producing (sorry,) you can always follow me on my normal blog, @gottalovethosecostcomuffins​, which has been known to reblog at least one thing per day. Maybe more. Let’s begin!

21. There are really that many of these? Goodness. I’ll be here awhile. The bottom of this list is BY NO MEANS the “worst” Ruby smooch, as if there could be such a thing, but something has to go here! Ciel starts us off this morning. I honestly pictured the obstacle course for MW2 for this piece. This also scratches my “Ciel is a tough, smol cookie” HC, which is nice, but it also mentioned suicides, which I hated, so there. Kiss rating: 7/10. Good on Ruple for being conscious of her own sweat. Simple soul confirmed.   

20. Neon. LOVED THIS. If there were any more scenes in V3 with Neon, this is how I would have pictured them going. Meg would have had far too much fun VA’ing these, though, so of course it could never happen. Bonus points for the use of “impish delight”, always a crowd pleaser and definitely appropriate.  Kiss rating: 6/10. ‘Mmmmmwah’ is my favorite smooch onomatopoeia, sure, but poor Rotunda was just so distraught. Can’t have that. Bonus points for (in my mind) secret domme Rubes and the implication that someone would be kneeling should this piece go any farther. Me like.

19. May Zedong. You may be thinking by now, “Hey. this guy is putting all the secondary/tertiary character smooches pretty low.” And you’d be right. But not because of that. Anywho. May joins Neon in the “Be playfully mean to my daughter” squad, but Rope-a-dope takes it in good fun. These two practicing together/bonding over weapon types was like the FIRST thing I thought of when we met May, and I love that May is having so much fun with it.  Kiss rating: 8/10. Kissing the bullet is such a cheeky thing to do, and the slightest possible whisp of gunplay has me goin’ like a drop of water on a dying man’s tongue. Bless.    18. Pyrrha. This one was so cute! I’m gonna go ahead and guess that Ruby decided that those dern Goliaths were just too tempting and decided to go big game hunting. Thus the broken leg, so far the only real injury she’s ever sustained (the_shade_of_it_all.gif) Pyrrha though, as usual, is a perfect god damned angel that this world does not deserve, and thus stands ready to keep her girlfriend safe and... otherwise entertained. Bonus points for pet JNPR rock, whose name I still want to know. Kiss rating: 9/10. There’s lots of em, which is always good for healing (something something transfer Aura). Cute as fuck. Would read again.

17. Weiss. The main team had to start somewhere, right? I like how this one frames the WR dynamic, which has always been one of my favorites, if not necessarily my favorite ship. Flustered Ruby will always get some points in my book. Just don’t be needlessly sharp with her T_T Kiss rating: 7.5/10. So close, but when compared to Pyrrha, Weiss is gonna need to step up her game. Though I don’t think Rubes had any problems with this one. A good kiss.  16. Coco & Velvet. A photoshoot is, of course, the perfect place for Ms. Adel, and the scenario to get Ruskie in one is perfect. Tall/ leggy Yang is my shiiiiiiiiit, so points there. Lots of detail on the shoot itself, which just makes me want to pull out MY camera again. Jerk. Overall a fantastic and well built piece. Like Yang’s legs. I’m not distracted, shut up.  Kiss rating: 10/10! First one of the set. Velvet and Coco both playing off Ruby’s flusteredness is my fav, which may or may not come up again on this list... but that’s for later. Bonus point for boo-boo kisses. 

15. Salem. Eughhhh. What an unsettling mental image this piece gave me, but at the same time, that’s fucking perfect. The eyes especially got me. Poor Rub.  Kiss rating: 6/10. This is more of a “Ha gotcha now you’re my corrupted mindslave” kiss. Black liquid was mentioned. My eyes kinda glazed over after that. Well fucking written, though. Goodness. 14. Reese. “Eaaaaaaat my shorts” has to be the best opening to a piece you’ve had in a long time, Kep. The ball keeps rolling from there. Yang somehow breaking the ice and setting up this little bet also tickles me pink. I guess you could say she was being an... enabler? To her weapon junky tendencies. Now she gets to take the weapons apart. Is what I mean. Not. You know. Shut up. Kiss rating: 9/10. She is Ruby god damned Rose and fuck if she is not getting a kiss you fucking fucks get out of her way

13. Amber. This one seems like the longest? I didn’t do a word count. But I like it. Poor Rutabaga. You hook up with a nice gal, you clock in to your bodyguard job the next day, there she is. Awkward. Did I mention she’s basically a god and now you have to protect her from all the shit that wants to kill her? No pressure. Still, Amber, being Amber, handles it perfectly. A nice fic on its own. Lots of fantastic internal dialogue and focus on thoughts. Which I love.  Kiss rating: 7/10. For this one, the kiss was but a small part. Still an important one, but smaller. This was such a fantastic piece that gave more to Amber as a character than Mile and Kerble could ever hope to give her. I wouldn’t mind a little prequel to this one, though... club hookups? Yes please.  12. Arslan. One of my favorite new characters. Aaaaand she’s gone. This one has so many of my favorite #JustXekstrinThings- you got tight, revealing clothing, you got Ruby noticing said clothing, Ruby short circuiting when girls in tight clothing touch her, “beforewards” and the ensuing mental battle over its status in the Oxford Dictionary... the list goes on. Fantastic.  Kiss rating. 9.5/10. This kiss has so much. The breathless “Y-yeah.” The “I’m warm cuz exercise, not gayness.” The forehead, mentor mentee thing. But something keeps it from a 10 for me. I dunno. Maybe I’ll come back to this one. Still excellent. 

11. Penny. Arguably one of my favorite Ruby pairings, and another one knocked out of the park in this set. Normal girl, normal knee things are my favorite with these two who, along with Ruby/Pyrrha, so desperately need to do normal girl, normal knee things. Cute. As. Fuck.  Kiss rating: 8/10: Again, this kiss is a passing thought, but for it to be so normal for them is what makes it beautiful. Did I mention I fucking love this ship? 10.  Winter. Hoo boy. Top ten. It’s gonna get a little more difficult here, but I’m taking my time, so I’m confident I’ll get these right. Pilot Ruby is something I didn’t know I needed in my life, but here it is. Winter being naturally apt with such things is a no-brainer, but I love that that became a mentor dynamic as well. Perfect characterization throughout. And just a dash of spice at the end- “I can teach you more... if you want.” I bet you could, Winter. I bet you could.         ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Kiss rating: 9/10. Keep your sticks under control, Roob. That’s an expensive ship. 

9. Neo. Alternative learning style Ruby has always been a thing for me, so what better way for her to learn than through the most unconventional methods possible? Neo yanking her sign language chain made me giggle. Then you turn around and slap me with an “oh shit someone’s fallin off a cliff” scenario. Rubrub to the rescue.  Kiss rating: 10/10! Ya gotcher adrenalin pumpin’, almost dyin’, arms slinkin’, shirt bundled in fist ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°), height difference, full on smackeroo of a kiss. Perfection. Everything I could ever ask for.  8. Raven. Ohh-ho man. Do I love me some Ruby/Raven. Like Neo and Arslan, this one checks lots of boxes for me. Wall pinning. Desperate clawing. ANGST. Raven’s shirt unbuttoned? Y E S  P L E A S E. Still, I feel bad for Ruby in this one. I just want it to stop too sometimes.  Kiss rating: 7/10. A bit unclear in this one, but I liked it all the same. What ties into the kiss(es) are what make it so good. An excellent read.  7. Nora.  Another one of my favorite ships. Doesn’t get nearly enough love in my opinion, but hey, what can you do. This is weapon-nerd Ruby in her fucking PRIME, so major kudos there. She’s elbow deep in this muthafucka and Nora likes. I like all the little world-building details you’ve got here- gee, it’d be nice if we got those from someone who, say, wrote the show- as they really help explain certain mechanics of weaponry and Aura without having to, say, make a 3-8 minute video narrated by some creepy dude to explain them. Amazing stuff as always.  Kiss rating: 9/10. That it was brief was its only flaw. Established couple stuff is my jam, and this delivers. Love, love, love. Bonus points for the wink, Nora. I see you.  6. Numbers 4, 5 and 6 are probably the hardest for me, but I think I’ve got it pinned down. This one is Cinder. Arguably one of your best written ships overall. I like the dynamic you set up in this piece- anti-hero, is she the bad guy or not, and so on. “As always, Cinder was perfectly put together” is the perfect summary of the character- at least as written by you, imo- and the rest of the piece frames that so perfectly. I would gladly measure my music by her footsteps- so long as they were on my back, chest or face. Damn do I love this character.  (side note: Is this set in the Chained Rose universe? Cuz if so...)

Kiss rating: 10/10! You’ll probably see a few more of these as we reach the top. This one is double for your money- you’ve got Ruby being a little bold puppy, always a favorite; and it even comes with a side of feigned penitence. This is, of course, immediately punished. As it should be. Bad Ruby.   ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

5. Emerald. This is one of those fics that just makes you go, “Aaahhh.” Not in the screamy way. In the “I’m home” kind of way. I love all the little domestic touches. Her wife. Calling in sick. Let’s buy a house. Talkin about jobs. It’s perfect. Poor Em- I hope she works through her issues. She’s got a good helper.  Kiss rating: 8/10. As the rest of it, this one is perfectly domestic. A nice hand kiss. What a sweetheart. Points to Ruby for taking initiative. 

4. Blake. I really miss Beacon as a setting. While the whole high school anime thing can only take you so far, I do love me some dorm room snuggles, and boy does this scratch that itch. All my Ladybug boxes are checked off here. I would read 200k words of this. at $.03 a word... let’s not do that math.  Kiss rating: 10/10! Blake is opening up. Her mouth. Get it, Ru. 

3. Glynda. I am heeeere for this pairing. Of course Glynda can always find the nearest office space within a few miles to make her home. And of course Ruby can find it’s window to languorously hang off of. I love the dialogue here! Probably some of my favorite out of this whole list. What a fantastic piece. Kiss rating: 11/10!! There are so many!! There’s your hello kiss, your return mid dialogue kiss, your on your knees kiss pepperings. Glynda, as always, is completely down for this. Bravo. 2. Yang. You knew it was coming. And boy oh boy did it come. Heh. This is written in what I called the Style of the Strained Master- all of your Ruby/Yang fics have this feel to it, and it makes them amazing. Ruby is always thiiiis close to destroying herself, Yang, and everything around her, at any given time. Because she’s so. Fucking. Ready. This makes me happy. This waters my crops, feeds my children, eases my aches and pains. This puts a man on the moon and music in my soul. This is everything.  Kiss rating: There isn’t even a fucking kiss but you know damn well it’s getting a 10/10

1. The Sisters Malachite. Sound the trumpets! We have our champion! This was a struggle to decide. But this- and I know I’ve said this a couple times now- checks all. The. Boxes. Ruby being difficult. Ruby can’t do numbers. Weiss, help me. I have a number fixation and it’s making it really difficult to be the fuckin’ mack daddy that I know I am deep inside. Ruby has fucked up now. Now you fucked up. It has begun. Double teaming. Vainly struggling. There is no hope for you, child. Your clothes are ours. Have some cleavage, it’ll make up for the last three meals you’ve skipped. Except it wont. How bout we just fuck you instead. K? K.  Kiss rating:   ∞/10. I mean, there’s two of them, and they’ve got pretty decent stamina... There’s nothing here saying they couldn’t just go on forever. Poor Rubiks has a looooooot of stress to work out....  What. A. Ride. I spent the better part of two hours writing this out, and re-read all the pieces a few times a piece to get things down just the way I like it. Is this full of grammatical errors? Probably. Do I care at this point? Nah. Thank you again, Krissy, for writing this, and everything you write. You put in a lot of time for us nerds, that you really wouldn’t have to if you didn’t want to. And we appreciate the fuck out of that. Keep on keepin on. 

[onelovelykat]

PERSONAL POST TIME!!! (It feels so strange using my laptop after so long.)

So! It’s been a while. A lot of things have happened. Hurricane Maria fucked shit up here in PR. It’s been a tough few months. I still don’t have power or internet at my house. But we’re still here.

Things in my personal life have been… interesting. Before the hurricane, I was hanging out with Barton and a person I have never talked about here. (I’ll need a code name. Let’s call him Pietro. Because Quicksilver. Because superhero name trend.) Pietro, Barton, and I would go out together and talk a bunch in a group chat. We all became close.

Then, the hurricane happened. Shit got tough. I barely knew of anyone. There was no communication. Among the first people I saw, because I went to his house, was Barton. Let me tell you something: that reunion broke my damn heart. I was so relieved to see he was okay after 10 days of hearing from no one. But he greeted me with such disinterest that… I couldn’t deal with feeling like I didn’t matter to him. (His girlfriend was there too, but she was nice.) He seemed so… distracted or gone. I felt like I was bothering him so much that I left shortly after getting there.

I finally saw Pietro an additional week later, but I knew he was okay beforehand.

Barton disappeared for some time due to work; he had a critical job to get to and things weren’t looking good here in PR. I was legit upset with how uncaring he was being. So, I kept him at arm’s reach and our friendship turned a bit cold.

Meanwhile, I stuck with Pietro. We became close. Like, BFF close. This is when I found out that Pietro was having real problems with his wife. (I already knew of a few things, but not the extent of the damage.) I tried giving him advice and helping him think of ways to fix the problems. Honestly, things don’t look too good. We became damn near inseparable. He’s been to my house on multiple occasions (which very few friends have actually done); I’ve been to his place too. We’ve carpooled to work and gone out for food and what not. He kept helping me with whatever I needed, even if he had to go out of his way to do so.

My mom did ask at some point what his intentions were, and I swatted that idea away before she could finish. Because friends! That’s all we are! I’m trying to help him fix his marriage; I’m also not interested! It’s cool, ma’! Relax! I should have listened.

Upon Barton’s return, things were strange to say the least. We weren’t as close or as comfortable as before. I didn’t exactly know how to approach him. Pietro felt the same way; even admitted to trying to keep these normal because of me. Not long after, things went back to normal. (Or so it seemed.) We all started hanging out again like before. We went out after work with other friends. Things were going well! But some things weren’t quite right.

Barton came back a hugger. Let me explain. I’ve known this man for 2 years now. We’ve hug a total of maybe 5 times before he left. I have now lost count of how many times we have hugged after he came back. While this is not necessarily a bad thing, there must’ve been some sort of trigger.

Pietro started acting… strange. I don’t know how to explain this. But here goes. Ever since Barton’s return, I haven’t had alone time with Pietro. So we don’t talk as much anymore. On one occasion, Pietro told me he missed being alone with me. While I understood what he meant, it still felt felt out of place. We could still text and what not.

Once Barton and I got back to our comfort zone, we started with the hugs and poking and tickling and just being physical. More physical than usual, actually. At some point, I noticed that Pietro’s body language would change when this happened. He would become, idk, stiff or as if he weren’t comfortable. I don’t even know how to explain it!! He wasn’t relaxed or okay with Barton’s behavior.

Add all these little things together and, well, you start to wonder.

Shortly after, I got my period and hated the world. Let me tell you, when I hate the world, I hate everything and everyone. This means I need space and time. Barton and others know this; Pietro, however, didn’t seem to understand. And that was driving me insane. Even when I explicitly said I knew I was being hostile and to not be offended by anything I did or said, he still asked what he did wrong that I was mad at him. This boiled my insides. Anywho. I was bothered by anything he did or said that week, to the point where I avoided being alone with him. I didn’t want to say something mean or hurt his feelings because of my stupid mood swings. He still didn’t take it the right way. This is when I noticed how clingy Pietro seemed. His presence seemed to bother me. He would constantly talk to me. His attempts to make jokes or whatever seemed forced. Sadly, after my mood swing frenzy that week, the feeling of being bothered didn’t go away. There was still something off.

Because I had noticed the behavioral change in Pietro, and because I’m a weak little girl who can’t keep her mouth shut, I asked Barton if Pietro and him were alright. He said yes but, of course, this triggered his curiosity. I gave him a quick overview of what I was seeing and he just nodded. “Yeah; I’ve noticed.” He had noticed! And didn’t think to share this with me!!  Anyway. He pretty much proved that I’m not imagining this. But he said he hoped it was some sort of friendship jealousy. And I hope that, if there really is something going on, it’s just that.

Barton hit me one day with a message I wasn’t expecting. We were just talking about the whole strange situation when, almost out of the blue, he says “Guess I just need to start being a better friend”. I was so blindsided by this that I didn’t know how to respond. So I deterred! But damn it. I agree. He isn’t the best kind of friend, but I know him well enough to know how he works. So I accepted him anyway. SO FOR HIM TO SAY THIS is strange. At least for me. I’m touched. Really. He’s actually acting like this friendship matters to him and that warms my heart.

A few days after that conversation, I went to the movies with Barton and a couple. NOT A DOUBLE DATE. We stepped out for snacks and started chatting about Pietro and this whole weird thing that seems to be going on. And then he said something that just… “I just hope that it doesn’t get to the point where he’d make you choose.” Stop. No. I’m not choosing anyone. We’re all friends here and I belong to no one. And then, I had deja vu. This has indirectly happened before… “You know where the problem is, right?” I asked him. He doesn’t answer. “Me.” Happy. Happy and Barton couldn’t stay friends because I had become the wedge between them. All Happy’s doing, but still. I swear, if this happens again… It won’t. Must be positive. I’m jumping to some major conclusions and that’s not fair.

Very recently, I was alone with Barton and asked him about his family. They’re all doing well. So, because he doesn’t talk about her and because I hadn’t heard about her since the post-hurricane visit, I asked how his girlfriend and her family were doing. Silence. My head snapped at him, questioning. He admitted to being separated for some time now. From way back to when he was in the states working. I apologize for bringing it up, even though I had no idea. He shrugged it off and insisted he was fine. Said he had to make a decision and he thought he knew what that was. We changed topics because he’s never been one to talk about his personal life. And that’s fine. But in the back of my mind, things started making sense. The hugs. The availability. The “be a better friend”. It all clicked and I’ll be damned if this doesn’t explain Barton’s change in behavior!

Last day with Pietro before he goes on vacation. We went out in group, had dinner, then went back to a friend’s house. The guys played beer pong. I was dying on the couch because sick. Barton was all sweet and violent (he bruises me whenever he tries to tickle me and fails). We had fun. I’m going to take care of Pietro’s pets while he’s gone, so he had to give me a key for his apartment. He saved this for the very last minute and conveniently left the key in his car. So when he was going to leave, I had to go with him to his car and say goodbye alone. I’m sick, mind you. So I’m being physically distant. And then he said goodbye and hugged me about three times in a span of maybe 5 minutes. And it’s the bear hug. I couldn’t breathe at one point. I felt like I had to hug him back with the same intensity. But I couldn’t. He left. I went back inside and started packing. It’s late and I had work the next morning. Somehow, I ended up alone in the dining room with Barton. My head is elsewhere, and he noticed. Asks if I was okay. Because I didn’t know what I was feeling, I said yes. “You sure?” “Yeah.” As he passed by, he muttered “liar”. Goddamnit. Once I got home, he asked if something had happened. When I said no, he dropped the topic.

I said goodbye to Pietro. Right? AHAHAHA. I was at work. My last day for a while. A coworker was talking with me when he looked behind me and said “some people just love their jobs, don’t they?” I was confused up until Pietro walked up to us. “Why are you here??” is what I said. He smiled and gave me a paper with more instructions for his pets, which is fine. But… Text? Pictures? He didn’t have to come all the way to work for this! Anyway, we chatted for a bit before he really needed to leave. He hugged me like I might run away and I tried to hug him back with the same enthusiasm. Same thing; I couldn’t. I didn’t feel the same way he does. We say goodbye and that’s it. He’s off. On a vacation with his wife. Away. Might not even see him until March maybe. I leave for school two days after he gets back.

Look; it’s a lot happening almost all at once. Or at least it’s a lot of stuff that I’ve noticed in a short span of time. I’m conflicted. I’m a tad worried. I’m trying not to make a huge deal out of any of this because I’m leaving soon and, really, there’s no point. But I still wonder if I’m imagining it all or if there’s something really going on with these boys. I’m more worried about Pietro than I am about Barton, though.

Anyway. 2017 is pretty much over. Let’s see what 2018 will bring for me.