#( wc:600 )

[beaudesoleil]

cinderpelt

[felixravinstills]

the ravinstill family is actually normal, well adjusted, and loving (i’m genuinely curious what they would look like without all that….ravinstillness)

ask game

Lily, I'm gonna be so real. I think I chose the most not fulfilling your request way to fulfill your request.

I think to try and keep them the same people while also trying to get them anywhere near normal, well-adjusted, and loving (outwardly. inwardly, I think they all genuinely care for each other. they're just bad at it), I introduced Time Traveling! Max... A character who is actively talking to his brother (wow!)

Unfortunately, we have only moved from no communication basically to... uh selective communication. And also today, we can momentarily glance over at Max's brother who I do think about a lot. He's weird too. Like in my mind... all the Ravinstills are weird.

Anyway, thanks for the ask!

Snippet below:

Felix was a loud and fussy baby.

“He’s not like that when he’s older,” Max had told him when Albanus had remarked upon it.

Albanus had nodded. He was the one who is only half-listening now as he rocked his newest grandson in his arms.

That other time— that other world, it hardly matters to him. Half the time, he’s not convinced it’s anything more than his brother’s imagination.

Besides, time proves Max wrong. Sure, Felix doesn’t cry as much, but he’s chattering away like Albanus did when he'd been that age. At the age of five, He’s all smiles and his favorite thing to do is have his parents swing him up into the air as they walk down the Corso.

Leaning his arms on the railing beside the stairway of the Presidential Palace, Albanus asks if his brother if prefers this version of Felix to the quiet one he remembers in his head. He stand in the ensuing silence, watching Max's jaw work and brow furrow.

After a moment, he shrugs.

“I should care, I think, that he’s different,” Maximinius says after another beat. He opens his mouth to speak again, and then closes it.

Albanus smiles. Both are his grandson, so to Max, it doesn't really matter if he's changed.

"Some of him is the same," Max offers, and Albanus doesn't ask him to elaborate.

He doesn’t ask why Maximinius only really talks about Marius, Gnaeus, and Felix from that other world. He only likes listening to the topic, because he knows that Max hasn't shared his supposed memories with Volumnia. It's nice having one over on her.

He watches Max watch the rest of their family— Albanus' brood of children and grandchildren. The two youngest of Albanus' grandchildren get along today which is a relief. Kassandra loves to be a little instigator, and Felix gets uncomfortable when she speaks ill of their great-uncle.

Today, she's braided his hair, and now, she's painting his nails. She's got a shade of blue for each finger, or so she says. Felix is quite excited about it.

“He’s happy now, because of what you’ve done here," Albanus tells his brother, because he needs to know that he forgives him for all the things that didn't happen.

Max looks at him. It’s a familiar expression. It’s the one he wears looking at , observing the changes.

Albanus raises a finger before he can open his mouth again.

"I don't want to know."

Maybe Albanus has changed from that imagined time in Maximinius' mind. he can’t say for sure if he has. It might be for the best that he never knows for sure.

He remembers when they were children, and his words went in one of Max's ears and out the other. His brother had always seen him as an idiot, and you don't confide in an idiot unless you're crazy enough to believe you've got some second chance at life after fucking it up the first time.

Albanus thinks he should care about that, but Max was his brother and that old world wasn't this one.

His eyes return to the scene below him.

Perhaps, that is their family's problem. They can't bring themselves to care for much of anything except each other.

The children have not yet noticed the president and their grandfather peering down at them.

Albanus shakes his head as he watches three bottles of open nail polish tip over onto the beautiful red rug.

Four teenagers and one young adult scramble to minimize the damage while Felix and Kass start pointing fingers— badly painted ones at one another. It's neither of their faults, they say.

Beside him, Max clears his throat, and all heads turn towards them.

It's not good for the children to know the extent of what they can get away with, so Albanus prepares to care about the rug.

[lagomorphpaw]

Clangen is preddy fun

[lgcjiho]

━━ lee jiho : 2023 year end review

“what were some of your greatest accomplishments this year and out of all of them, which one was the most memorable one for you?”

it might be a cop-out for him to answer this with future dreams season 7, but he can't think of any other answer that comes close to it. writing chaser is something that he had really never thought would be something that he would get to do so early in his career—never in his wildest dreams did he imagine that he would get to work on all aspects of a solo song only 2 years after debut. it's kind of crazy but also he feels like legacy did something wonderful by giving him this chance to do it.

he really feels more confident in himself and in his own work more than ever. he can only hope that eterval enjoy the song as much as he did, and that they appreciate all of the artistic things he added in.

“what are some of your personal goals for 2024?”

he hopes that agito can have a good comeback in april and this song does better than all of their others. he hopes they can get a PAK for music show wins, even if he thinks that might be wishing a bit too hard. if not for this upcoming comeback, then the one after. he also hopes to be able to write and produce a title song for agito one day, or perhaps v&a if the timing works out. he wants to write more songs and he wants to produce more songs too. if possible, he thinks it would be fun to compose for a group outside of legacy—he'll never forget the prank that kyuwon had pulled on him for his birthday, and how he had been disappointed that it had been a prank and not something real.

aside from composing and producing, he wants to do more magazine spreads and cfs maybe. he thinks that those are always fun to shoot and he doesn't mind doing interviews as much as he used to. also, he wants to appear on shows with agito.

“aside from the role attached to you (eg. main vocalist, lead dancer, etc.) what else do you think you contribute to the group?”

he doesn't really have to think too hard for this question either, even considering the fact that he's gained a new position recently. he's definitely the lyricist/composer in the group though he feels pretty proud that the other members of agito seem to also be interested in dabbling in that too. he's enjoyed being a member of the 'producer line' of v&a as well and working with yushin and yeonwoo too with all of the yujiwon things has also been great.

he also like to think that he helps keep the dorm neat, though he's not sure if that's just because the other members are worried he'll yell at them for not cleaning up after themselves when he comes back late at night or something.

“as a group, what do you hope to accomplish in the next year or two?”

as a group, he had already mentioned a PAK as a goal and that mostly was for agito. considering they've recently worked on 'timeless' together, he thinks it would be nice if the fans received the song well since the lyrics were really written for them. it's not officially a fan song, but he likes to think that the fans will understand that it technically is.

he hopes to be able to perform it for them soon.

going with that, he wants to write another song with the other agito members since the first one had been so much fun to work on together.

another big goal that he hopes to achieve for agito is to have a world tour for them (maybe along with versus, since it wouldn't be right to only send half of the group on tour, right?) and if possible, another comeback later in the year.

[spencerreidenjoyer]

let you lock me down (tonight) | spencer reid x reader

You'd never really thought about having kids, but Spencer just might change your mind.

wc: 600, rating: explicit/18+

tags: breeding kink (this is the whole premise of the fic. oops?), talk of having kids/pregnancy, established relationship, fem!reader, set in s10-11

a/n: no reason for this other than the fact that sabrina carpenter's juno is one of my fav songs off the short n' sweet album. also i was probably ovulating when i started this drabble sorryyyy

You know Spencer had wanted kids since you first got together.

It hadn’t come up until a few dates in, where Spencer had been a little late to dinner because he was helping to watch over his colleague’s kid. He’d talked for half the night about how much he adored her kid as his godfather, with his colleague having a second one on the way, and how he wanted to be a dad someday.

You would’ve found it more creepy if you weren’t extremely endeared. Spencer was undeniably loving, caring, and impossibly sweet, and dating him was easy. Being with Spencer is easy. You get him, and he gets you.

You know Spencer wants kids, and that’s why when you mention it you’re not surprised by how he reacts.

It just happens to be in the middle of sex.

“Fuck, baby,” you giggle, Spencer being extremely eager as he pushes into you. “You’re so needy. It’s like you wanna put a baby in me.” 

Spencer chokes, his hips stuttering at your filthy words, and it just pushes him deeper into your tightness. “Oh, my God.”

“Does that sound good? You filling me up with your cum until it takes?” you moan, as Spencer rolls his hips into you. It shoves his thick cock deeper inside of you, bullying his way past your tight walls. 

“You make me sound like an animal,” Spencer complains, but his breathlessness tells you that he’s into it. He’s still fucking into you – hard, eager, desperate.

“You could fuck me like an animal,” you swoon, just a little, rather pleased with yourself and the fact that Spencer is so into this, so into you. “Wanna claim me as yours?”

Spencer laughs, shaking his head. “You’re going to be the death of me.”

“Not before you get me pregnant,” you tease, waggling your eyebrows. “Come on, you know you want to.”

”You are literally insane,” Spencer says, stilling his hips. They’re pressed flush against you, but he looks down at you sternly. “Are you being serious right now?”

You purse your lips, considering Spencer’s own concerned look. “Kind of?”

”Kind of?” Spencer parrots back. “Be more specific.”

”Maybe I just wanna enable your breeding kink,” you smirk, locking your legs around Spencer’s waist. The movement pushes him inside of you a little deeper, and he whines. 

Spencer rolls his eyes, half exasperated and half endeared. “I don’t have a breeding kink.”

“You do, baby,” you giggle. “And getting pregnant wouldn’t be so bad.”

Spencer’s eyes are so wide they look like they could pop out of his skull. “You– You can’t just say things like that! And we are not having a conversation about family planning while I’m inside of you.”

”Now would be the perfect time to talk about having kids,” you offer, but Spencer glares at you.

Smiling, you wriggle your hips just to get a rise out of Spencer. It works, you note, as he whimpers with the movement. ”Okay, so after you’re done with me?” 

“We’ve only been dating for three months,” Spencer says, furrowing his brows. 

“I know,” you nod. “And I mean it. You— You make me want to. Consider kids, I mean.”

Spencer sighs, but you see the way his eyes soften, hear the warmth in his voice as he tries to seem normal and calm about all of this. “Okay. I’ll make you cum and then we can talk about kids.”

“Aww. How romantic,” you say, as Spencer leans forward to kiss you again, and to fuck you again.

While you’d never seriously thought about having kids, Spencer is certainly making you reconsider.

[sttoru]

Helloo, could you do a scenario where baby gumi can’t sleep because he forgot his favorite blanky at daycare. What would y/n and toji do?

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒. dad!toji x female reader. fluff. not beta read reader gets called ‘mama’. wc: around 600

“the little brat won’t sleep,” is what your husband says as he steps into your shared bedroom—the child in question right in his arms. toji sighs in defeat whilst megumi continues on wailing.

it’s been an hour since he’s tried to get your son to sleep. though, megumi’s stubbornness remains victorious; not without his beloved blanket.

“the hell do we do? kid just refuses to sleep,” toji continues. he walks over to the edge of the bed and sits down next to you. your husband clicks his tongue like he’s offended, “tsk. he even scratched me when i tried to pick ‘m up.”

your eyes travel down the length of toji’s arms before finding the little fresh scars. they aren’t anything serious, but they look like they hurt at impact. you know since you’ve been a victim to a toddler’s scratches before.

their strong grip needs to be studied.

“aww, that’s not good, ‘gumi,” you shake your head and jokingly frown at your son. megumi’s cries quiet down once he hears your soothing voice. he whimpers and blinks his tears away.

toji raises an eyebrow at his son who’s suddenly gone silent. he knows that your voice has a calming effect—it even works on the older man himself—but it’s still fascinating to see how easily you can take control of the situation.

“c’mere,” you coo at megumi. you take the little child from toji’s arms and pat his back softly. you kiss the top of his head repeatedly and hum the tune of his favourite song, ‘twinkle twinkle little star’.

toji balances his body back on his arms with his hands flat on the mattress behind him. he’s still impressed by how fast you managed to soothe your son, “hmph, how come he’s quiet with you?”

you glance at toji and catch him frowning—pouting almost. it seems your husband’s quite jealous of your parenting skills. or.. of the favouritism your child has, “heh, gumi’s clearly a mama’s boy.”

you decide to tease toji and he reacts like expected. the dark-haired man scoffs and rolls his eyes at your remark before scooting closer to you—leaning his head down to megumi.

the little boy sniffles as he rests against your shoulder. his big, teary eyes open and land on his father’s face that’s only inches away.

toji ruffles megumi’s hair, to which the little boy whines and huffs. the older man gently grabs megumi’s cheeks with one hand and squeezes them together, “ye gotta watch out, buddy.”

megumi squirms in your embrace. he tries to shake his dad’s hand away, threatening to bite it if toji won’t let go.

toji grins at his son’s sounds of protest. he can’t take megumi seriously when he’s all whiny like this. it makes the boy look adorable in his eyes—makes him want to tease him.

your husband clears his throat after catching himself smiling at the adorable sight. he continues his little teasing act by lightly nibbling on megumi’s cheeks, “‘m still y’r mama’s favorite, ya hear?”

you roll your eyes and giggle at toji’s words. it’s not the first time toji’s ‘fought’ with megumi over your attention. or over who’s considered your ‘favorite’. you know it’s all jokes in the end—but it’s entertaining each time.

“honey, he’s a kid,” you laugh softly as toji continues to tickle and nibble on megumi’s skin, making the little boy giggle but also squirm in attempt to make his dad stop.

toji stops for a second to reply. he’s got a cocky smirk on his face as he responds, “and i’ll fight a kid.”

. . . at least megumi’s forgotten all about his favorite blanket.

[seravphs]

ੈ♡˳·˖✶ — GOJO SATORU x FEM READER

Gojo “my girl is mad at me I hope I die” Satoru

wc — 600

tags — fluff, companion piece to modern intimacy so you’re also married in this one, love as annoyance 

Gojo looks like he tried to drown himself in the shower. 

If you hadn’t just mopped the floor, you might be tempted to give in and beckon him over to cuddle. As it is, your annoyance is only mildly tempered by how adorable he is. You suspect this was his plan all along. 

“Go dry your hair,” you tell him coldly, hardly even giving him a glance after his first step into the room. 

He pouts, which you were expecting. He should really learn some new tricks at this point. You make a shooing gesture at him to drive home the point. 

Instead, he clambers down next to your feet, all six feet and two inches of him compressed down to fit his head into your lap. Gojo’s so lanky it gives you the impression of a Jenga tower collapsing in on itself to watch him get on his knees. 

“But you’re mad at me,” he whines. Chilly droplets are seeping into your thighs. 

“I’ll be madder if you keep getting my pants wet. Go on, you’ll catch a cold.” 

“I deserve it.” 

“Gojo.” 

You say it as if you’re short of patience, when really, you’re far from it. You’re enjoying this way too much. 

He turns his head so he can look up at you. His hair falls into his eyes, making him look like a sad, wet puppy, shivering at your feet for mercy. It’s an act, of course. 

He’s the strongest man in the world. Still, you feel your heart melting as you would for any poor abandoned creature. You brush his bangs out of his face, trying to hold onto your weakening resolve. 

He knows he’s got you. It’s just a matter of time. 

“I can’t live with myself,” he says. “If you’re going to be mad at me, you should just kill me. It would be easier-“ 

“Don’t be dramatic,” you say, but that’s when he strikes the killing blow. 

He doesn’t say anything. Instead, he just looks at you with eyes that are suspiciously shiny, his pretty pink lips in a soft frown. You sigh and put the book you were trying to read down. 

“Go get the hairdryer.” 

Gojo perks up immediately. You stay on the sofa. He sits on the ground between your legs as you run your hands through his hair, moving section by section. It fluffs up as hot air moves over it. 

“Are you still mad?” 

“Want to take a guess?” 

He turns around so fast he almost hits himself in the face with the hairdryer in your hand. 

“I’ll never do it again, I swear.” 

“You swear?” You’re teasing. 

Gojo places one hand over his heart and raises the other like he’s making a pledge. You’re the only nation he’d ever devote himself to, anyway. “You know my motto is happy wife, happy life.” 

“I don’t know, actually.” You laugh. “Did you just come up with that?” 

“Now you’re just being mean,” he says. 

“I’m glad you picked up on it,” you say dryly. 

You like him pathetic. It appeals to your worst nature, the one that kind of wants to pinch him just to see him cry. You don’t know when you developed such feelings, and you’re certainly not sadistic towards anyone else, but Gojo just provokes you. It’s what he does. He’s good at being annoying. 

But you love that part of him, just as much as you love the part of him that can’t live without your attention. 

“You really learned your lesson?” You ask. “You won’t do it again?” 

“And go through this again? You kidding?” 

You pinch his cheek in annoyance, but he just laughs and wraps his arms around you, ignoring the way you try to wriggle away. 

“Your hair isn’t dry yet!”

“Doesn’t matter,” he says, rubbing his cheek against yours. His shampoo smells good. “Happy husband, happy wife.” 

He knows you too well for you to disagree. 

[beseojun]

✰ Reflection: seojun looks back on sports day ✰

doing another interview again, seojun felt a bit bittersweet. he knew this would be one of the last times he’d be in here. it would be missed at least from him. it had become apart of his routine along with all the practicing and performing. he wasn’t going to cry over it but deep down he knew he’d reminisce about it later on when he got to go back to what he considered normal. Though his normal routine was always dancing whenever he had a chance while taking breaks to spend with friends and his cat but he couldn’t get enough of it.

what game was the most fun?

seojun knew he wasn’t an athlete in the slightest but he enjoyed himself the whole time during every game he participated in. his only athletic things he did was ice skating but he didn’t think that gave him much leeway at all with any of this. “name tag was the most fun. i’m surprised i took someone’s tag and got away without being chased down or cornered.” he chuckles as he remembers the look on the other’s face as he dashed off with it. “i even ran into haneul as well, which was a relief. i thought i would have been caught again before getting the chance to hide.” it calmed his beating heart then and he wasn’t against having a chance to be beside his best friend. the flirt though he didn’t wanna mention, knowing he’d become a stuttering mess during this interview.

what part of today was most the relaxing/reinvigorating?

“getting to cheer on my team during the relay was the most relaxing.” he knew he didn’t participate in that event but he cheered on the few teammates who did. he felt he could run but with other watching, he seemed to have mishaps at times that he didn’t want shown on tv. “it was nice getting to keep hyping them up to do their best and just watch them do their best. i was proud no matter the outcome.” it was true and he appreciated how hard everyone did during the sports day.

what was it that you discussed there with noel during a little break there?

“we were catching up about last episode as well as making plans to spend time together after. he likes seeing dance so i’m all for inviting him to do more often.” he smiles slightly as he recalls everything that they got to talk about. noel was another close friend and if he got the chance to be beside him more, he wasn’t against it at all.

are you worried about the finale?

“i am. i wanna take everything that i’ve learned and make the finale the best it can be. i know that will be a lot but i’m up for the challenge.” he gives a bright smile, a determined look in his eyes. “if anything i wanna be able to stand out as well as get to show my best performance at the end of the day. i want the judges to see that everything they’ve been saying is sticking and helping me improve for the better to make my final performance memorable in a good way.”

sure he knew he didn’t stand out during the last episode but he was ready to do so this time and make sure his team got the best turn out. he was a fast learner and was going to use his skills to make this the best way to end next gen. the perfectionist in him wasn’t going to expect anything less.

[peacheeeliz]

ROCK YOUR BODY

SYNOPSIS ⤏ a failed attempt at an old tiktok trend results in a very awkward encounter with a fellow idol.

PARING ⤏ idol!san x idol!femreader

GENRE ⤏ smau, romcom, idol au, strangers to friends to lovers, oblivious pining, literally one written chapter that's less than 600 words

FEATURING ⤏ ateez, boynextdoor, yunjin from lsf, keeho from p1h, heeseung and jay from enha, y/n from my empires smau (named yoona for less confusion 🩷)

FACECLAIM ⤏ faceclaim for y/n purely for picture purposes!! (@ s0meii0 on ig)

WARNINGS ⤏ swearing, sexual and kys/kms jokes, pls ignore timestamps 💔, a bunch of tiktoks, more to come

PLAYLIST ⤏ rock your body, justin timberlake | diva, beyonce | sticky, tyler, the creator | america has problem, beyonce | bad girls like you, tobii | jump, tyla | i'm yours, isabel larosa | because i liked a boy, sabrina carpenter | talk to me, cavetown | can't get over you, joji

STARTED ⤏ 11.22.2024

STATUS ⤏ complete ♡

PROFILES & CHAPTERS

hiraeth | ateez | others

prologue. WHO IS THIS DIVA

001. fine ass man

002. chronically online

003. what a gentleman 😍😍

004. i say ICONNN

005. i could be a good mother 😔

006. I'M BACK BABY

007. i'm surrounded by idiots

008. IS THAT FUCKING BIG BANG

009. meet u there :)

010. i love the shopping scandal 😍😍

011. y/n world domination

012. joongieeeeee

013. we're just friends

014. YEOSANG

015. ramen time 😏😏

016. pedro pascal

017. IT'S A VALID CONCERN

018. that should be me

019. good night

020. in love with this loser

021. i'm kinda scared

022. i love you (562 wc)

BONUS

bonus 1. cutie patootie

bonus 2. most iconic idol couples

bonus 3. YOU WILL NEVER BE KAI

☆©peacheeeliz, 2024

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ taglist is open!

[anantaru]

ENTANGLEMENTS — ALHAITHAM

alhaitham hates working more than he has to but atleast he's got you to help him in a special way. wc. 600

・✶ ｡ warnings — cockwarming, office sex, petnames: princess, slightly dom alhaitham ??, fem! reader

"ugh, what a mess, this will take me hours to finish," alhaitham hisses lowly, gritting his teeth as his hands grab your hips to keep you in place— most importantly so you won't suddenly lose balance and fall off his lap as his cock throbs and twists in you, "—cannot wait to finish this and go home, princess,"

in natural response to his sugarlike spelling, your lips move close to his ear as you pant out a breathy moan of his name— crowded by his erection when his cock pushes against one particular searing spot, grazing against your sensitivity as his dick molds along your walls and stretches your hole good enough that you were hardly capable to think straight.

"now, what's that?" alhaitham chuckles— well, it sounded more like a strained snicker. although his eyes were sharp, nothing special, calculative and the scribe didn't miss your eyes rolling back into your skull now that your pussy grew accustomed to such fullness, your body eager awaiting to have him move himself in and out.

he averts his eyes from the piece of paper on his desk before roughly squeezing the flesh of your ass, making it jiggle under his large palms and adding in a subtle smack.

"keep quiet, remember there's people outside." you can only nod at him, both hands squeezing his strong shoulders before you force yourself to focus on the inviting sight of your boyfriend— his tight shirt lazily draped up, resting right under his chest and exposing his defined abs glistening with sweat, or his large hands pushing your hips down while not daring to drag himself out even once.

"you can take it, no?" he hums, "would be quite the shame if you didn't, don't you think? considering everything, in this moment you couldn't choose between what you found worse— the aching stretch of his thick shaft splitting you in half, although not moving, or the way how alhaitham was seemingly so unfazed by all of it, nonchalant as he rotates between toying with the plump flesh of your ass and focusing back on the important document resting on the table.

it was infuriating— but that's how the scribe was, and he always counted on your sweet pussy to wrap around him like second skin whenever he found himself borderline bored by his work.

your forehead falls flat to dig into his shoulder as you flutter awfully hard around his shaft, suddenly catching him inattentive as you triumph over your boyfriend just this once— his cheeks now flushing in the prettiest shade of pink when he notices the clench of your sore cunt, his eyes snapping shut and his lips parting flawlessly, his throat exposing an unplanned moan.

a blissed-out countenance accentuates his handsome face, tears stinging the corners of his soft lashes before he leans his head back.

"hah—," you chuckle breathlessly, your mind entirely clouded by just how amazing his cock felt in you, "you can take it, no?" you mimic his previous taunting, adding a slightly higher pitch as to get your point across, "would be quite— ah, fuck, fuck!" your jaw drops in awe as he snaps his hips upwards to fuck into you, chuckling as he gave your ass a light slap.

your toes curl when he pushes at a deep spot, satisfying stuns of lust surging throughout your abdomen and straight to your quivering pussy as alhaitham brings one hand to your chin, forcing your gaze to focus on his own famished glare.

"—easy now, what have i always told you about acting out like that? or disturbing my work, hm?"

©2024 anantaru do not repost, copy, translate, modify, claim as your own

[jjunberry]

SKZ! while getting head

pairing! skz x reader

genre! smut

synopsis! how i think skz would be while getting head

wc! 600

chan! is more of a giver than a receiver. however every now and then you convince him to just relax and let you take care of him. lays back and lets you be in control. “just relax.” you cooed before taking him in your mouth. he gasped feeling your mouth around him. “mhm oh fuck.” his voice was shaky. you hollowed your cheeks taking him down your throat. his stomach muscles tensed as he shot his load down your throat. you pulled off with a pop and stuck your tongue out. seeing that you swallowed chan let out a deep groan and covered his face blushing.

minho! likes to lay you down and fuck your throat. he does this cause he can go deeper. your head was laid back as he stood above you, his cock at your lips. “open up baby.” he said rubbing his tip along your lips. you opened your mouth and he slipped in. he groaned feeling your mouth around him. “fuck baby.” he grunted before bucking his hips. fucks your mouth until he’s shooting his load down your throat.

changbin! is so into shower head. he likes to come home from the studio or practice and get in the shower with you. with the hot water hitting your back, you’re on your knees bobbing your head. your hand working the part of him that doesn’t fit in your mouth. “fuck i’m close keep going.” he grunted. you moved your head faster, hollowing your cheeks. he pulled out and finished off on your face. “fuck.” he said seeing your face covered in his release.

hyunjin! loves to finish on your tits. he will fuck your mouth until he’s ready to burst. loves the feeling of your mouth but loves the sight of his cum on you even more. “fuck baby let me see.” he moaned. you pulled off him and pushed your tits together. “fuck.” he grunted releasing his load and covering your chest in pearly white. you smiled at him. he swore he felt his dick twitch.

han! definitely guides your head. he guides your head to meet his thrusts. he taught you to tap his thigh twice if you needed air. he’s mainly in control. “mhm yeah baby you like it when i use your mouth.” he groaned speeding his thrusts up. your eyes watered and your lungs burned. “oh fuck.” he moaned filling your mouth up with his cum. when we pulled out some spilled out and he used his fingers to push it back in.

felix! is so whiny. his deep voice gets so high pitched the moment you take him into your mouth. “oh fuck baby, that feels so good.” he cried out as you took him all the way down your throat. “fuck.” he whined as he came. you swallowed his cum and showed him. “you treat me so well.” he grinned. you smiled at the praise.

seungmin! is the silent type. the most noise he makes is small breaths. that doesn’t mean he isn’t enjoying himself. he loves having your mouth wrapped around his cock. his whole body stills as he sucks in a deep breath of hair. you notice his stomach muscles flexing as he cums down your throat. a breathless “fuck.” leaves his lips.

jeongin! is totally down for the classic 69. i mean he’s a guy who isn’t. took a lot of convincing before you eventually agreed to give it a shot. so here you were his cock down your throat and his face buried in your heat. you both definitely cum at the same time. once you laid next to him he rolled to face you grinning. “that was so hot.” he grinned. you groaned pushing his face away. “admit it.” he poked at you. “fine it was hot.” you mumbled. already excited for the next time.

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when you are mad at them.

ᙏ̤̫ 엔하이픈 ♡ femreader & angst established relationship + cw. not-proofread skinship 0.6k | ( bookshelf )

heeseung would be so scared of making you even more mad by anything he could say or do, that he would do nothing. absolutely nothing; just sitting next to you, forcing himself to have a good posture and barely even breathing in fear that you might get even more furious.. he'd follow your every word and do everything you tell him to do (he cannot control his body when you use that tone on him).

jongseong would do everything to sort it out out and smoothen your mood. apologizing as soon as you start making ‘that’ face, he'd come up to you with some food if you leave the room to be alone for awhile— knowing him, he'd make your favorite dish too. he'd want to talk it out while you eat and, would you even be able to resist: with that sweet attention of his and genuine sorry expression on his face..

jaeyun would follow you around as if he was a kicked out puppy— following your every steps, which would tend to make you even more mad than you are. you'd try to get away from him at all correct. but, the eyes that matches so well with his puppy attitude would make you give up instantly. “i'm sorry, love,” he'd tell you as he gives you an one sided hug, “please don't be mad anymore”.

sunghoon would use actions as a way of showing that he is sorry instead of words— it's easier for him to show than to say, and he strongly believes actions speak more than actual words. you know, he'd be doting on you more than usual: holding your things and bringing the things he thinks you might need without you even asking, trying to makes dinner, giving you the remote when you come sit next to him on the sofa. he'd be doing all this with sad eyes and for days.

seonwoo would try to make up with you by buying you loads of gifts. to be frank, i think it would be is only and last solution to you ignoring his talking and commenting requests over and over by claiming that “it's nothing, don't worry about that”— which he hates. plus, he loves giving you gifts anytime he can and he knows you lot them, therefore it's a good way of stating a proper conversation and sorting the situation all out.

jungwon would get extremely, and i mean it, worried. he knows you so he'd know there is really nothing to worry about but just the thought of you not talking to him makes him dizzy.. he'd want to apologize as soon as he feels like you are getting the tiniest bit mad at him :( “i'm sorry, please don't be mad” he'd be almost pleading and all..

riki would get so anxious, please never get mad at him. he'd hate when you are in bad mood and the weight of guilt on his shoulders when it's his fault would be so heavy, it'd be insufferable for him. he'd be the type to prefer you being mean and actually talking to him to you not wanting to be mean and ignore him— so he'd follow you all around the house, begging you to talk to him, “if you need mean, please be mean to me”

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𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓵𝓮𝓭

【 𝐈 】 , 【 𝐈𝐈 】

pair — octopus siren!reader x pirate!aventurine

wc — ~600

contains — dom top reader, sub bottom char, written with fem reader in mind but it can be seen as gn, porn with plot i guess?, dubcon bordering on noncon, tentacle fucking (duh), choking (only in the start tho), mindbreak, belly bulge, pregnancy mention, violence mention (at the end only)

ah .. i cant believe my first posted fic is avenchan .. x_x even tho my entire theme is argenti .. a little scared of posting my work www ;; either way , i think i busted when i saw this art sob sob . cogs in my brain making out a whole hentai plot .. i wrote this with my dick and not my brain . gomenne avenchan ! youre in the hands of a degenerate ! >_<

he really was the greedy type — despite being covered head to toe in stolen goods, aventurine really just can’t help but steal more, more, and more. those riches were the source of his infamy—and of course, his ego. he was a respected captain, feared, even.

of course, it didn't stop at stealing. the man gambled — be it his life or wealth. and he never lost, not once. lady luck really was always on the captain’s side, huh?

not today.

not when he decided to steal from a siren of all things.

“mnngh—!!” aventurine let out a muffled moan, eyes rolling back. his mouth was restricted with a tentacle — another was snaking around his neck, occasionally squeezing on it. the captain’s legs were pressed up against his chest, of course, restrained. he can’t even remember how many times he’s came.

aventurine, one of the most respected pirates out there, folded like a lawnchair and being fucked like a common whore by a siren.

what a sight.

“ah, are you gonna pass out, captain?” you ask, tone laced with fake pity, tapping on the side of his head a few times, “don’t tap out on me, captain. you said you wanted it, no?”

she wasn’t wrong, either. aventurine was the one who offered himself when he was caught. maybe even steal something once it was over — he wasn’t expecting to be the one on the receiving end, though..

as the tentacle on his mouth and neck finally loosened, the blonde let out a sharp gasp of air afterward — finally. though he went back to those pretty moans as soon as she continued to thrust the one in his hole deeper — loud, lewd squelching noises filling the siren’s cavern.

“you’re so tight. i can feel you squeezing me…” she rubbed on his stomach, a visible bulge on it. the second aventurine’s head drops down to see it, his eyes go wide ��� very obviously horrified. he didn’t even know he could take that much!

“mnn… look at that, captain,” she started, very much referring to the bump on his abdomen. “it’s so deep in you, huh? ah, i wish i could get you pregnant.”

the captain shook his head rapidly — “ah–! nnh.. no– nonono…” he sobbed.

“don’t worry, captain. not like i can anyway.” you teased, still relentlessly thrusting into him. you pressed a kiss on his cheek, wiping his tears away. he would be kicking you off, trying to get you the fuck off if him if it weren’t for your tentacles restraining all of his limbs. poor thing, how helpless he looked.

he let out a strangled moan, feeling her somehow thrust even deeper. his back arching into such a pretty crescent, tongue starting to loll out with how hard you were going.

dear god, he really did feel like he was going to get pregnant.

his moans were getting louder and louder. not to mention more erotic. you were sure a passerby fisherman would hear him.

“ah, ah, ah, more ♡”

“you want more, captain?” you asked. it was a genuine question, though. the aventurine, completely submitting with a few hard thrusts? the one oh so feared and infamous — you’ve even heard some other sirens talk about him.. and this is how he’s really like? a common slut?

“nngh– yes ♡” he nods, you swore you saw hearts in those gorgeous eyes looking back at you. the ones that looked in disgust and anger at first. “ahn, ah–♡ i wan’ you ♡”

you really did fuck him till he was braindead, huh.

maybe you were glad he didn’t come with a crewmate. you would’ve missed an opportunity and killed this pretty little gem.

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Alternate universe! Powder with Ekko's twin sister, smut and getting caught going down on her

RELAX ft. powder au x ekko’s twin sister fem!reader

⊹₊⟡⋆ summary: on top of her work, powder reveals that she’s struggling to sleep well. you offer her some help in relaxing but end up getting caught.

⊹₊⟡⋆warnings: sub!powder au x dom!femreader , smut, slightly nsfw, reader is ekko’s twin sister, getting caught, powder!receiving head, minors or men dni, other characters mentioned.

wc. 600

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this was a request; I hope this reached your expectations!

“I reckon you’re going to pull an all-nighter again?” 

You lean against the doorframe, your arms crossed at the sight of Powder focused on constructing some type of object. Her head snaps up towards you, a faint smile spreading across her face, “Probably.” She hummed out, turning her attention back to her project.

Sighing, you take slow steps towards her, glancing at the fairy lights lit up over the hideout. Once you arrived right behind Powder, your arms wrap around her, “But doesn’t sleep sound really good right now?” Powder only giggles, but she still remains seated and fixated on the objects. Frowning at her concentration, you groaned, leaning your hips against her working table, “I’m not joking— go get some sleep.” 

Powder shook her head, not bothering to spare you a glance, “Shouldn’t you be working down at the bar?” She twisted a screw, brows furrowed in determination. 

You shrugged your shoulders, “My shift ended— Vander wants you to rest.” His name prompts her to halt, inhaling deeply to collect herself, “I….. can’t sleep.” Her words drive you to grimace. 

“Why can’t you sleep?” You pulled out another stool, sitting beside her, your palm resting on her bare shoulder. Powder takes off her gloves, violet blue eyes finally meeting yours, “I uhm— get nightmares.” 

A glimmer of vulnerability danced in her eyes, hesitance evident. But to her relief, you offered a warm smile, rubbing her shoulder, “I can help you with that.” 

“Shit.” Delicate toned thighs looped around your head, nails scratching your scalp. Licking in a circular motion, your tongue glides over her clit, coaxing her to whine louder. Her pleasures moans echoed around the hideout, Powder’s body laying beneath you on the peach-colored sofa. Her legs twitch, indicating that she’s close. 

Her chest heaved, rising and falling in a quick rhythm, her soft stomach quivering under your palm. Her fingers guide you closer, slightly grinding against your lips like a touch-starved animal. Humming against her pussy, she whimpers, “Don’t stop—please.” 

Chuckling, you suck on her clit, your tongue assaulting her bud. Her leg hooks on top of your shoulder, shaking uncontrollably. The more her back arched, the closer she was getting. You wanted to help her relax, help her get a good night sleep. When you had pushed her onto the couch and took off her pants, she had obeyed and spread her legs like the good girl she was. So, you let her force your head in deeper. 

“Fuck— Yes!” She cried out as you ate her out like your life depended on it, lips hugging her cunt. In the midst of her pleas for an orgasm, a rough cough interrupted you both.

Instantly pulling away, you hid Powder’s body behind you, eyes widening when you face two flabbergasted people— Ekko and Vander.

Powder scrambled to hide her lower body with a blanket, cheeks flushing a deep crimson. 

“We—” Your voice wavered, visibly mortified by the sudden interruption. 

The box Ekko held fell to the ground, objects scattering everywhere, his jaw hanging low, “Oh my god.” He turned his head towards Vander — who had his eyes nearly flying out of their sockets. 

Not knowing what to say in this situation, you glanced at Powder, who narrowed her eyes into sharp slits, scowling at them both, “Get out—both of you.” 

They didn’t move.

Her gaze hardened, her brows knitting together before yelling, “Right now!”

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Can we have some more premature ejaculation hcs? Dealer's choice

Premature Ejaculation With the Monster Trio + Law

A/N: Anon i hope you know that i was writing this before you even requested it so i need you to kindly evict my brain thank you very much sdflfsdj Parings: Luffy x reader, Zoro x reader, Sanji x reader, Law x reader (all separate) CW: Penetrative sex (zoro and luffy), sanji cums in his pants, oral male recieving (law), ummmm idk what else to put if anyone notes anything i missed let me know! WC: 2.2k total ~400-600 each.

You’d been teasing Luffy all day with light touches and coy glances, watching as he grew more and more restless as the hours passed. By the time most of the crew retired to sleep, Luffy was practically bouncing with anticipation, unable to contain his energy for much longer.

The moment you were alone, he was on you, pressing you against the wall with a force that nearly knocked the wind out of you. His lips met yours in a heated kiss, his hands grabbing at your body eagerly. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer as his body pressed against yours. You could already feel his erection in his pants. His lips parted as a half groan, half whimper escaped his throat as he grew more and more eager to be inside of you.

As your hands dragged along his chest, feeling each and every muscle of his abdomen, he peeled away your bottoms rather quickly, along with his own in a burst of urgency. He grabbed you by the waist and led you backwards until you fell onto a bed, and Luffy climbed over you, his grin wide as he leaned down to kiss you again.

His lips traveled down your neck, his breath hot against your skin as he kissed every open surface he could find. His hands gripped your thighs, spreading them apart as he settled between them, his cock already poking at your entrance with an impatience that made you gasp. You felt his tip rub across your dripping hole, using the wetness to slicken himself up before he pushed into you with a groan. Luffy set a frantic pace as he buried himself inside you. “Ngh, you’re so tight,” he whined out, his voice strained as he thrust into you. Each thrust was filled with a desperate need, his desire for you evident as he chased his own release. “Ah, ah, ah, so good!”

You could hear the neediness dripping from his voice, and just as you felt your own pleasure starting to build, his rhythm faltered, his body tensing with a choked gasp. “Oh, ah, I'm gonna-,” he whimpered, his hips bucking into you as he came, spilling into you with a trembling release. The suddenness of his climax took both of you by surprise, his breathing heavy as he collapsed against you.

“‘m sorry,” he mumbled into your skin, his voice still lust laden. “I—I couldn’t hold it. It just felt…” he trailed off, seemingly struggling to find the right words in his post-euphoric state.

You couldn’t help but find his inability to hold back quite amusing. You reached up and brushed his hair back out of his eyes, a gentle smile playing on your lips as you stroked his cheek. “It’s okay,” you said, trying to reassure him despite the tinge of disappointment that the moment couldn’t last long enough for you to finish. You figured it would only be a little while longer before he recovered so you could keep going, but as he lay against you, his breathing calming, you noticed something odd.

Luffy wasn’t pulling out, and he wasn’t getting softer.

You were confused. It was as if he hadn’t just climaxed a moment ago. He let out a low groan, shifting slightly as if he was getting in position to go at it again.

“Wait, Luffy?... Already?” you asked, seemingly confused, yet you couldn’t help but feel rather happy at the idea that he could go for another round so soon.

It seemed as if he had newfound energy coursing through him, and he looked at you with a grin, as if that earlier climax was just a warm-up. He leaned down and kissed you, mumbling against your lips, “You just felt so good.” He rolled his hips into yours, swallowing the gasp that was pulled from you. “Just want a bit more,” he added, his hands roaming down to your hips, grabbing them firmly as he hoisted you up, getting into position to set a brutal pace once more. You had a long night ahead of you.

---

Zoro is usually the one in control, on top, his large body pressing you into the mattress with each thrust. He knew how to hit all the right spots, and it was utterly intoxicating. You moaned out his name, clutching onto his shoulders as he moved within you, setting a pace that made it difficult to think of anything but the feeling of his cock dragging in and out of you.

He leaned down to capture your lips in a kiss, rolling his hips into yours at a slower pace—a brief pause to let you catch your breath. You took advantage of the break, lightly pushing on his chest. He broke the kiss, gave you a knowing look, then flipped himself off you and onto his back. You then crawled over him and straddled him with a playful grin.

You took hold of his cock, lining it up with your entrance, rubbing your shared slick onto his tip but not quite putting it in yet. His hands flew to your hips, his grip tightening as he urged you downward, groaning, "Don't be a tease." At his words, you sank down onto his cock, the stretch drawing sighs and groans of pleasure from both of you. As you descended, feeling the full length of him inside you, the sensation was almost overwhelming—he was filling you up in all the right ways.

His grip on your hips tightened, his knuckles nearly turning white from the pressure as he tried to keep his composure. You could see the tension in his muscles as he struggled to maintain some semblance of control, his deep groans filling the room.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he muttered, his voice a low growl as you started to rock your hips. You set a slower pace, yet you could tell he was struggling to hold on, his brows knit in concentration as he fought to maintain restraint. But with each slow, deliberate roll of your hips, his control seemed to slip further and further away.

“Wait,” he gasped, his eyes squeezing shut as his hips bucked slightly beneath you. “Don’t—” His words were cut off by a sharp groan as you continued to move.

“Zoro~” you said, a playful edge to your voice as you placed your hands on his chest to anchor yourself as you rode him. “What's wrong? Hmm?”

He grunted in response, his hands gripping your hips tightly as he tried to steady you. “I’m serious,” he breathed, his voice strained. “If you keep doing that, I’m gonna—”

But it was too late. With one last roll of your hips, you felt him tense beneath you, his body shuddering as he reached his breaking point. A low, guttural moan escaped his lips as he came, his cum releasing into you in hot spurts. His head tilted back, his muscles clenching as he gave in to the pleasure, the hands on your hips holding you in place onto him as he released inside you.

You couldn’t help but feel some amusement as you looked down at him, his euphoric expression mixed with embarrassment was certainly a sight to enjoy. “Damn it,” he muttered, his cheeks flushing with color.

You leaned down and placed a slow kiss on his lips, pulling back slightly with a playful smirk. “Mmm, that was cute,” you started. “But I’m not done yet.” And with that, you started your movements again, picking up pace as you started to bounce on him with a rhythm that made him groan nearly instantaneously. The sounds escaping his lips were like music to your ears, and you knew you had him exactly where you wanted him.

---

Sanji's lips were hot against yours, the eagerness of the kiss making your head spin. His hands roamed your body, grabbing and squeezing at whatever he could as he deepened the kiss, his tongue sliding into your mouth with a hunger and desire that was heady.

You pressed your body against his, feeling his erection grow by the second as he grinded his hips into you. His throbbing cock pressed against your thigh, and you couldn’t help but smirk into the kiss as you slid your hand down to rub against him, teasing him with each movement of your hand.

Your other hand then traveled to his hair, your fingers threading through his blonde locks, giving it a gentle tug that elicited a breathy moan from him. His lips parted from yours with a soft gasp, eyes glazed over with thirst as he met your gaze.

“Merde,” he cursed under his breath, his hips instinctively grinding against your hand in response to each and every touch. His own hands traced the curves of your hips and waist, the softness of your thighs, leaving behind goosebumps.

He pressed his forehead against yours, his breath coming out in shallow pants as he continued his movements, his arousal growing with each movement against your hand. Soon, a low, shuddering moan escaped Sanji’s lips, his body trembling against yours as you felt the fabric beneath your hand dampen. His body slumped over yours, his chest heaving as he caught his breath, cheeks turning red seemingly at the embarrassment of finishing before his pants even came off.

When you realized what had happened, you couldn’t help but chuckle softly, pressing a kiss to his cheek as you ran your fingers through his hair. “Couldn’t hold back, huh?” you teased, feeling a sense of triumph at the way his cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red at your words.

Sanji let out a breathless laugh, his voice soft and filled with lingering pleasure. “I’m sorry,” he murmured, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you against him. His lips found yours again, capturing them in a slow, tender kiss, pulling back just to whisper, “Trust me, I am going to make it up to you.”

---

You traced your fingers along the waistband of Law’s pants, his impatience growing as you unbuttoned them, pulling the zipper down with a teasing slowness. You could see his eagerness in the way his hands couldn't stand still—one hand fidgeting with the bedsheets beneath him, the other behind your head, unconsciously pulling you closer to his erection with each passing second.

With a smirk, you eased his pants down, revealing the bulge in his underwear. You could see his muscles tense as you took your time, running your fingers along the edge of the fabric before finally tugging them down, freeing him from the confines of his underwear. It bounced upwards, and a low groan escaped his lips as his cock met the cold air.

You leaned in, your lips grazing against the skin of his inner thighs. He looked at you with pupils blown wide with desire as you planted kisses closer and closer to where he wanted you most. You took his member in your hand and began to stroke it slowly, your thumb tracing a circle around the tip before gliding down the shaft. Law’s hips twitched in response, his chest heaving as his fingers flexed in your hair.

Looking up at him with those innocent eyes, you continued your slow strokes, relishing the way his expression contorted with every movement. The teasing strokes seemed to be working well, his body responding with subtle shifts and restrained groans. His grip on the bed sheets tightened, as if he were trying to steady himself, his knuckles turning white from the pressure. You knew you had him right where you wanted him, teetering on the edge of restraint and release.

Finally, you leaned in, your tongue darting out to flick across the head of his cock, licking up the precum that was dripping from it. The taste only made you want more, and as you took him into your mouth, you could feel him shudder in response. Law’s grip on your hair grew firmer, his body stiffening as he let out a sharp breath.

It didn’t take much to send him over the edge. After only one stroke of your warm mouth sliding over his length, he came undone, crying out in the process. Law’s hips bucked, his hand pushing your head down against him as he came, the sudden pressure making you choke and gag, your eyes watering as he rode out his climax. His cum came in hot, thick spurts, each one painting your mouth and throat a milky white, and you had no choice but to swallow it all.

His body trembled with the force of his orgasm, and as he started to calm down, he relaxed his grip on your hair, allowing you to pull off his cock, coughing slightly as you looked up at him with a smirk. He tilted his head down to look at you, chest heaving with each breath. You could see redness creeping up his cheeks as he realized just how quickly he came. You didn’t mind, though. You brought your hand up and swiped the excess cum that was on the corner of your mouth, popping your finger into your mouth to clean it up. You noticed Law’s cock twitch at the sight of you doing that, and with a soft chuckle, you leaned in, muttering to him, “That was nice… let's see if I can make that happen again.”

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john price, kyle gaz garrick, johnny soap mactavish, and könig version: link 1 / link 2

i feel like there would be some subtle signs that ghost took an interest in you…

- one time you were showing him something on the computer, and he took that massive 6’4” body of his and leaned it right over your shoulder to read the screen. as if that wasn’t close enough, he rested one of his big ‘ol calloused hands on the desk beside you, effectively caging you into your seat. you could practically feel the warmth that radiated off of him when he did that. (he really likes the smell of your shampoo, by the way.)

- he watched you make your coffee one morning, memorizing your order down to the number of sugar packets you used. after that, you’d head down to make your morning cup and all the exact ingredients would mysteriously be laid out on the counter for you. he’d pick on you later about drinking coffee instead of tea, though. maybe he’ll make you a cup for you to try- back in his own office, of course ;)

- everyone in tf141 knows you’re a perfectly capable soldier, so they think it’s odd that ghost always finds ways to provide extra backup for you during missions. guarding you from danger, making sure your area is clear of threats…he can’t help but want to protect and take care of his fellow teammate, though he has a list of other ways he’d like to take care of you :’)

i feel like there would be some subtle signs that keegan took an interest in you…

- he saw your phone screen after training one day, immediately zeroing in on the artist you were listening to. later that evening he casually brings up the exact same band/person, because he’s coincidentally one of their biggest fans! maybe he’ll ask you to go to one of their shows when you’re off duty… looks like you’ve found yourself a concert buddy ;)

- he bullies you, but it’s with the best intentions. it’s more like him relentlessly nagging at you until you match his snarky energy and give him some sass back, which he loves to provoke from you. you always have the best comebacks when he uses his dry humor on you, and he thinks it’s adorable. he definitely likes to push your buttons, but he’d like to undo them even more <3

- ever since he revealed your “shared love” for your favorite artist, he sends you music recommendations for you to listen to (that will hopefully make you think of him whenever you hear them!). pay attention to the lyrics, because he might be trying to tell you something with them… :))

i feel like there would be some subtle signs that graves took an interest in you…

- if you have any snacks or candy on you, he’s nonchalantly stepping right beside you and doing that “underhand-behind-the-back” gesture for you to shake some into his palm. (sometimes he imagines that’s what your lips taste like- omg who said that???)

- he let you wear his jacket during an operation where you were in the freezing cold outside for an extensive amount of time. he watched you shiver through your orders, trying your best to be a good soldier for him :( he walked up to you and draped his shadow company jacket over your shoulders (which smelled deliciously like him) and flashed you that toothy grin. “you look like you’re ‘bout to get frostbite, soldier. take this.” (he was definitely thinking of some other ways that he could warm you up…)

- he took his time when he read through your file, and wow, it looks like your city’s professional football team rivals his. it’s the perfect way to initiate banter with you. he’ll be giving you a hard time about it for sure, and maybe he’ll make some interesting bets with you depending on how well the season’s going ;)