#*tackle hugs and nuzzles* :3

[generational-atrophy]

ok like ur one of my top 3 fav hetalia request blogs so uhhh could i get the big 8 (and canada ofc) and how they cuddle???

hetalia main 8 (+ canada & prussia) affection hcs

2.0k words ~ gender neutral headcanons

tw: mention of suggestive themes, mention of alcohol

a/n: sorry this got turned into just general affection hcs. hope thats ok. also i couldnt find the original source for any of these images :sob:

America

Alfred is a very casually intimate person. His legs intertwined with yours while you game, his hand on your shoulder while you introduce him, and his hands held over yours while he shows you anything, are all common sights even before you start dating.

But once you actually get together, he doesn't get much more affectionate as much as he does touchy. Say goodbye to any personal space, as Alfred loves to manhandle you. Anytime he likes something you're wearing, he just grabs it and forces you to stand there awkwardly.

Every time he comes home from work stressed, he insists that you hold his head in your lap and pet his hair.

When the night begins, he's on the other side of the bed. But by morning, the blankets are practically all on the floor while he hugs you from behind, his face buried in your hair and his legs caging you against the sheets.

Also: he's a great hugger (: Any sickness can be ailed by drowning in his arms.  Sometimes it really does feel suffocating, he has no sense of self-control and way too much love for you to realize that it’s alarming to be tackled to the ground.

England

Arthur despises PDA. Arthur despises you knowing how much he cares. Arthur despises being vulnerable in any way. Arthur despises rainbows and sunshine. But he loves you, so he'll hold you by the waist when your head falls on his shoulder.

Most of the time, the most you'll get is a chaste kiss, only sometimes on the lips. It took him a while to even agree to share a bed because it's “unseemly“ for an unwed couple. When you do share a bed, he rarely cuddles up to you. He’s almost always an arm's length away, close but not too close.

But when he gets drunk, his real self comes out. Suddenly he's pressing soft kisses up and down your chest, his hands keeping you pressed against the bed while he whispers how much he loves you in languages he hasn't spoken in centuries.

But even when he's in his right mind, you might be able to convince him to let you sit in his lap while he reads to you. He'll deny it, but he does love it greatly. In general, he prefers holding you rather than the other way around.

France

While Francis may be incredibly affectionate, he isn't really the biggest cuddler. His physical affection comes mostly in the forms of passionate, breath-taking kisses and slow dancing. But of course, he does love having you close, so you'll end up cuddling anyway.

He loves lounging with you by his side, a nice bottle of wine readily available, while you two reminisce. His hands always find a way to snake underneath your clothing, but it's only so he can trace soft patterns on your skin, making you relax even further against him.

At night, it depends on the mood. If you're feeling needy, he'll happily pull you close to rest your head on his chest. If he's feeling needy, he'll beg for you to hold him close, to run your fingers through his hair and tell him how much you love him. But if it's the summer and he's hot, he'll kick you off the bed if you touch him.

Also, just for the record, he never lets go of your hand throughout the day. Ever. The difference between affection at home and affection in public is completely lost on Francis, so be prepared for him to pull you against him just like he would if no one was watching.

China

In terms of love languages, Yao cares much more for quality time than physical affection. But he can be prone to clingy moods, refusing to leave your side for hours at a time. During those times, it's best to just let him nuzzle his face against your neck without protest.

On the rare nights that he lets you cook, he'll hold you tight from behind. Surprisingly not just to criticize your technique, but also because he just loves how you feel pressed up against him.

When it comes to the bed, he is surprisingly cuddly. He'll ghost his hands all over your body while you're falling asleep, seemingly always in awe of your beauty. He's rarely aggressive in any way, his affection always soft and thoughtful.

(Also, he prefers cuddling without clothes. Not for even a single remotely sexual reason, but just because it's so much more intimate)

When in public, he never goes beyond brushing a hair behind your ear; but with the way he looks at you, you always feel just as loved as you would otherwise.

Russia

The moment you give him permission, Ivan is all over you. Constant kisses, constant hugs, never more than a step away, he'll be attached to your side for as long as you let him.

Anytime you two are together, he'll pull you as close as possible. Watching a movie is always done with you on his lap, no car ride is complete without his hand around your thigh, and even when you're separated, he's anxious to keep an eye on you.

Without you in his arms, he'd find it difficult to sleep. He can't get enough of watching you while your eyes flutter shut, his calloused hands running through your hair until you finally relax completely.

Every time you reach out for him first, he finds himself too flustered to speak. He's a very handsy person himself, so it's impossible to make him uncomfortable. All he can do is watch you in awe, never growing tired of the feeling of your skin against his.

Canada

Matthew's affection is always hesitant, as if he's afraid you'll break the moment his skin meets yours. He'd never do as little as hold your hand without your permission, much less pull you into a hug.

But the opposite is true when you're the one asking him for his touch. If you seem nervous, suddenly his kiss is all-consuming, taking the breath out of your lungs and causing you to stumble.

At night, he absolutely melts when you hold each other. Your hands around his waist make him shiver, and he can't stop himself from burying his face in your hair, his fingers drawing feather-light patterns into your back. But it already takes an hour of convincing to get him into bed with you, much less to get him to cuddle without him constantly asking if you’re alright.

In public, however, any affection makes him blush bright red. He can barely believe that you're alright with showing your love for him. If you were to suddenly hug him to say goodbye, it's unlikely he'd be able to pull himself away. He loves your touch, but he can't let himself indulge, the fear of your rejection making him fear getting too close.

Italy

From the moment you two met, Feliciano's hands all over you, at all times. Personal boundaries is not something he's familiar with. No matter where you are, he's grossly affectionate. He usually doesn't care whether or not you hug him back, as long as you don't reject him too bluntly. Then he'll cry. But stop nonetheless.

If you're ever insecure, he's the man to reassure you. You'll never again leave the house without tons of kisses all over your face, much less do anything without his arm around your waist.

As expected, he's also very needy. He's satisfied to just rest his head on your shoulder most of the time, but sometimes he just needs you to hold him. If you're alright with it, his designated spot is always curled up against you with his head in your lap. If you pet his hair too, he'll be yours for life.

In bed, it's the same. If you're wrapped up in each other's arms, he's happy. But if you're holding him, not too soft yet not too tight, he might just start crying. For good reasons this time.

Germany

Ludwig’s affection is always awkward, his grip is always too tight or too soft, but he does truly love being beside you. No matter how afraid he is, as soon as you pull him into a hug, he completely forgets all nervousness. But still, it’s not often he goes out of his way to do any more than rest a hand on your shoulder comfortingly.

At night, it’s the same. He wants you close, close enough that you could always wake him up if you needed to, but not close enough that you’re pressed against each other. But on those awful nights when you just need some comfort, he’s more than happy to wrap you in a bunch of blankets and hold you all night long (He won’t get any sleep, but being so protective makes him feel just as happy.)

What he lacks in physical affection, he more than makes up for in every other area. At least he always knows the best places to kiss you.

Japan

Kiku is a very private man. You knew that before you were dating, but even now, it seems like even his affection is kept to himself. You constantly see him reach for you out of the corner of your eye, before he suddenly pulls away.

He's always rather cold in public. The most you get at home is usually just a chaste kiss, too.

Except at night, when he's too overworked and sleepy to think straight, it's the opposite. Suddenly he's crawling into your arms in the dead of night, desperate and whining for your affection. Sometimes it's the opposite, his hesitant hands running over your side, careful not to disturb you as you're pulled into his embrace.

Either way, it's rare that either of you wake up without the other, strewn across the bed and buried under the mountains of blankets Kiku loves. Just don't bring it up, because he's deathly embarrassed of how much he needs your affection.

Romano

There is not a day that goes by without Romano demanding you two cuddle. In public, at home, at night, in the morning, when you're doing nothing, when you're busy... he is... quite needy when it comes to physical affection.

His favourite way to cuddle is in bed, blankets thrown wildly around the two of you, him wrapped around you and resting his head on your thighs while you play with his hair. But he's honestly not that picky as long as you're almost painfully close.

He doesn't kiss you often (especially in public, just because he's so insecure about how people see the two of you,) but when he does, it feels like something out of a movie. Your breath taken in a second, your mind going blank, your entire body seeming to melt into his effortlessly...

As time goes on, he would probably become less clingy. When you first start dating, he's so anxious to make sure you understand how much you mean to him, that he ends up overcompensating in a lot of areas... especially when it comes to affection.

But his body IS kind of perfect for cuddling, so...

Prussia

Gilbert is a very proud man, and that remains obvious in the way he touches you. He's anxious to show off your attachment in public, always having his hand intertwined tightly with yours, his eyes never leaving you no matter what.

At home, it's the same. He's not overly clingy, especially when he gets in snippy moods, but he still believes everything is better when you're by his side. His favourite thing in the world is being cuddled up on the couch, your head resting on his shoulder while he runs his fingers down your thighs, watching probably one of the worst movies ever made.

When in bed, he's a lot more needy. He tends to get cold, so he always pulls you against him. When you cling to his chest, he swears he's in heaven. But that also means it's a struggle to get up in the morning since he always insists on “just 5 more minutes.“

He's rather... grabby. His affection is usually aggressive, and sometimes a little embarrassing, but it's just because he's so desperate to show you how he really feels, beyond the silly act.

[seuonji]

彡 living with you.

notes ๑ scenarios of things that occurred when you started living with your svt bf!

genre ๑ fluff

warnings ๑ none but in seokmin’s one it’s hinted the reader wears makeup!!

word count ๑ 1k

from aya: please reblog if you enjoyed! feedback is always appreciated<3

waking up early with seungcheol/soonyoung/jihoon and going grocery shopping!!

seungcheol has a hard time saying no when you want to buy unrelated items like house decoration or a grill— you always end up buying too much and struggle to carry the items back home.

you’re the one who has to control soonyoung when it comes to buying stuff but like wdym he can’t buy the tiger themed cooking set? fortunately, he’s great at remembering a ‘things to buy’ list but what comes with that is a tornado that wants to buy a bicycle along the way.

jihoon would ask you “are you sure you need it.” or “what are you going to use it for.” you end up leaving the store with what you actually need. but he might slip in a tub of ice cream or a pack of candy you like when you reach the counter.

+

jeonghan pulling you back to bed whenever you move after waking up. it’s a pain when you have to pee cause he will not let go.

“it’s so early, why are you already leaving?”

he loves nuzzling his face into your neck but if you don’t enjoy that you’re just gonna have to kick him in the shins to push him away ʅ（◞_◟）ʃ.

+

joshua loves going out but when he moved in with you, his outing time decreased sufficiently. he loves laying on the couch with you as you two turn off your brains and talk about random stuff while your mixed playlist plays in the background.

+

for some reason, you always walk in on jun in the middle of doing a silly dance. he will not hesitate to drag you to dance with him.

on a cuter note, when he’s free he definitely surprises you with breakfast in bed. he takes note of things you’re craving and serves it to you without fail.

+

wonwoo placed another chair beside his gaming chair. it’s there so that you can sit beside him while he’s gaming.

i mean, you usually sit on his lap but sometimes he jumps in the middle of playing when he gets frustrated at the game… so he had to implement the second chair—

+

seokmin loves joining you while you get ready to go out. he just sits beside you and plays with your hair but if you ask him to dry or brush your hair, he’ll do it. might even help you organise you stuff so that it doesn’t hassle you when you get back home.

+

mingyu heard your stomach rumble late at night. he laughed about it and you got offended, making it clear by facing your back towards him.

“i’m sorry yn!” he said between laughs as he pulled you towards him.

“shut up, go sleep.”

“come let me cook you a meal, what do you want?”

turns into a night of you sitting on the counter while mingyu’s at the stove cooking the meal you requested. he’d wear an apron even if it was 4 in the morning.

+

minghao, you let him use the spare room for his art but it sort of turned into your healing room. you two just stay there, no electronics, no phones, not much except for art supplies on the floor and a small stool. minghao often sits as you lay your head on his lap but you two switch of course. on the days he had art block, with consent, he’d paint on your skin to try and get some ideas.

“ooh i like that one!” you beamed as you took a peek to your arm that minghao was painting on.

“really? guess i found my next piece.”

+

getting noise complaints with seungkwan/chan after you two argued over who could get a score of 100% on karaoke.

also i feel like he’s type to tackle you when he hugs you so there’s so many loud thuds and every time that happens—

bottom line y’all loud as hell.

but on another note about the hugs, he def always tackles you onto the bed whenever you come back home from work or an outing or just after you shower!!

+

breakfast at the balcony with vernon!

there on the balcony, you both have either really deep conversations or the most pointless conversations to exist. if your neighbours could hear you, they’d be concerned cause your topics really go from “do i deserve to exist?” to “i think i could be president and it would go well.”

you two could start a podcast, it will succeed. or that’s just what vernon likes to believe.

[pupkashi]

birthmarks

even in his past lives, satoru was always loved

a/n: hi hi !! please enjoy this silly and soft little thing :3 i love the idea of beauty marks being where you were kissed the most in a past like mwehehe

wordcount: 941

masterlist

“oh my god you were killed in your past life on your neck!” gojo gasps, staring at the small mole on the side of your neck, “do i have one somewhere? check my back!”

he’s quick to take his shirt off, looking over his shoulder and into the mirror behind him, eyes wandering over to you, laughing on the bed. his brows furrow as he looks at you, “what’s so funny?”

“you’re thinking about birthmarks, these are where you past lover kissed you the most in your last life,” you clarify, pointing at the small beauty mark, getting up and inspecting his back, “see you have one right here,” you point. there’s a couple littering his back, mainly at the top of his shoulders.

“oh? is that what those are?” his eyes are scanning any visible skin of yours, lighting up when he finds one on the side of your nose, “you have one here!” he smiles, pressing his lips gently against the small dot.

you can’t help the airy giggle leaving your lips, letting him pepper kisses all over you, laughing when he spins you to see if there’s any on your arms.

“there’s a couple on your neck and collarbones” you smile, the two of you now flopped over in bed, the tip of your finger ghosting over the beauty mark on his collarbone. “you’re gonna have so many on your face in your next life,” you comment, watching as his cheeks turn a rosy pink.

“you’re obsessed with kissing my dimples and nose,” he snorts, leaning closer to you and pressing a chaste kiss on your forehead, “I’m sure you’ll have plenty all over from me,” he winks.

“satoru!” you gasp, laughing as he wraps his arms around you, pulling you into his chest easily.

“not my fault I’m in love!” he protests, flipping the two of you so you straddled his hips, fingers intertwined with yours. “that means you loved kissing my shoulders in another life, doesn’t it?”

you can’t fight the smile on your lips as you raise your brows at him, “who said anything about it being me in your past life?” you’re leaning back as he sits up, scooting back so he was against the headboard.

“you really think I’d fall in love with someone else?”

it’s your turn to blush, your eyes avoiding his bright blue ones, ignoring the way his tousled white hair tickles your cheeks.

“cmon sweetheart, you know it’ll always be you,” he mumbles, placing a finger under your chin and gently making your eyes meet his, “in this lifetime, the next and any other.”

the weight of the words hang heavy in the air, only a beat of silence before you’re replying.

there’s no words to describe the feeling you get when you know you’ve found the one. it’s the same feeling as understanding something you’d never understood before, the same feeling as when you win at a claw game, the same as when you’re staring out into nature and you realize how beautiful life is.

it’s like everything seems to click into place.

“it’ll always be you, angel boy,” you whisper, “it’s always you.”

satoru doesn’t care about the high pitched squeal leaving his lips, or how hard he’s giggling as he tackles you with a hug. you tumble over easily, laughing at how utterly insane he sounds right now, cherishing how brightly he’s smiling and how right everything feels.

the sunlight from the window makes him seem unreal, wisps of hair in every which way, as he cracks another terrible joke. you can’t help but burst into fits of laughter, shaking your head and pushing him off the bed.

“i confess that our love transcends lifetimes and this is how you repay me?” he pouts, messy hair and blue eyes looking at you, frowning when you just smile up at him.

“sorry angel boy, you’re right c’mere,” you coo, watching as he smiles widely, quickly nuzzling into your side, practically purring when your fingers run through his hair.

it’s not until later that night after a shower that you catch a glimpse of his butt, “oh my god you have one on your ass!” you gasp, fighting back laughter. he’s confused as he shifts his gaze into the mirror.

“what?” his voice as confused as it is concerned, brows furrowed as he stares at you, letting the towel hit the floor as he reaches for a pair of boxers.

“a birth mark! you have a birth mark on your left cheek!” you laugh, trying your best to catch your breath and hold back tears as you continue laughing.

“how did i die from my ass?!” he cries, laughing alongside with you as he puts on boxers, “talk about a shitty death,” he giggles, smiling when you breathlessly smack his chest, still in a fit of laughter.

satoru holds you closer that night, spending an extra second taking in your features. maybe you’d have shorter or longer hair in the next life, maybe you’d both be bees or trees. he doesn’t know, and truthfully he doesn’t care.

satoru knows he’d always find his way to you, and you’d find your way to him.

maybe in another life he’s but a bee and you a flower. maybe the two of you are stars who burn too brightly next to each other. maybe you’re penguins who find each other even in the crowd of millions. maybe you’re swans who swim into the sunset everyday.

he knows no matter what, he’d love you. and as you instinctively snuggle closer to him in your sleep, he can tell you’d do the same.

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[cloudcountry]

SUMMARY: Only some of the ways in which Floyd Leech adores you.

WARNINGS: None!!

COMMENTS: birthday gift for @cecilebutcher!! happy 17th <3

Floyd Leech loves you when you let him hug you. The urge to squeeze someone is finally satisfied in your presence, your soft body molding into the space his arms create like you were always meant to be there, pressed against him. He nuzzles and kisses, biting lightly at the skin as he swings you around, elated to have a little shrimpy in his arms, someone just for him.

Floyd Leech loves you when you sit with him on bad days. He loves you so dearly when you don’t say anything, knowing words make his head fuzzy and your touch will irritate him. People often try to switch his mood on their own without any concern for how he feels or what he wants, so your understanding and loving concern make him feel so safe.

Floyd Leech loves you when you fight for him. It’s funny, watching you slot yourself between him and the student he was about to terrorize for calling him scary, only for your little shrimpy mouth to start running about how they shouldn’t say such mean things to him. Oh, it’s so amusing how you feel the need to protect him. It makes him want to protect you, too.

Floyd Leech loves you when you roughhouse with each other, your arms pushing back at him as he tackles you to his mattress. It squeaks under your combined weight, but the sound is drowned out by your laughter and shrieks. He sneaks in a gentle pinch to your stomach and revels in your squirming. You look radiant, lovely, and so amazing when you smile. Floyd thinks you look best when you’re having fun.

Floyd Leech loves you when you tell Crowley you’re not going back, when you tell him that as much as you miss your world, your home is here now. The distinction makes Floyd all giddy inside, and he can’t hold himself back from throwing himself into your arms and kissing you senseless. The Headmage can fuck off, it’s Floyd and Shrimpy time now. And hopefully, that time will last forever.

[tex-now]

WxS ships and where they like to kiss each other (Is there a better way to word this)

Added an under the cut so people don't have to scroll far ,:3

Emunene: The cheek! Emu looooves running up to Nene and smothering her in cheek kisses, and when Nene returns the favor she gets so happy that she tackles nene and gives her like a hundred more kisses lol

Nenerui: The temple! Rui has a habit of hugging Nene from behind and he likes snuggling into her neck and kissing her temple. Nene may pretend shes unaffected but she really likes it when he does it :3

Rui also likes resting his head on Nene's lap (and vice versa but shh) and Nene sometimes tucks his hair behind his ear and place a lil kiss on his temple. She only does it when he's sleeping because the one time she did it awake she almost died from the embarrassment (rui has pretended to be asleep so she could do it hehe)

Emukasa: The crown of the head? Yeah sure the crown of the head. Emu loves running up to her partners and tackling them into a hug and with tsukasa she immediately nuzzles into his chest cause he's so warm and comfy. Tsukasa may be taken aback but he sighs and pulls her closee and kisses the crown of her head and shit okg i hate them/pos. When Emu and tsukasa are hugging tsukasa tends to bury his head into her chest or stomach and Emu will gently run her fingers through his hair and press a kiss there. Sleepy cuddles. I hate them/pos.

Emurui: The forehead! Emu just goes up to Rui and makes grabby hands and rui smiles at her all soft and leans down and gently brushes back her bangs to kiss her forehead hdnhsnsbs. And sometimes Rui picks Emu up to kiss all over her face and ends it off with and extra long kiss to her forehead and Emu gets so giddy and happy she starts squirming and stimming and hugging and then they cuddle and OH MY FUCKING GOD I hate them/pos

Nenekasa: The lips! Mainly because it shuts tsukasa up really quickly/j but sometimes tsukasa is rambling to her about something l(himself, a new role, a play, etc etc) and Nene stares at him and just grabs his face and kisses him right on the lips. Tsukasa never expects it and is super flustered every single time but Nene is already one foot in the grave from the mortification that she really just did that. Why would she do that she needs to crawl into a hole and die-

Untilllll tsukasa gently cups her cheek and pulls her in for another kiss ajsjsjajaj haha what if I exploded this is so embarrassing. I hate them/pos

Ruikasa: The hand! They're both stupid and sappy like that yk? I think ruikasa is pretty big on PDA (they're so annoying/aff) so tsukasa will wax poetic to Rui in front of everyone and place a kiss on his hand and rui will be all flustered and swoony. Rui will do the same and then they start spewing declarations of love and everyone is sick of them in like 2 minutes lmao

Polysho: it does not matter as long as they're kissing. (not in a sexual way btw I feel the need to say that cause the phrasing might sound weird). The cheeks the forehead the lips the hand anywhere. As long as they're close and together they're happy. Everyplace is their favorite place in those moments. Eewwww I hate them/pos

[tainted-heartz]

slinks in, isopod-ish-ly

I’d absolutely adore to see some lovesick Wally :] maybe a specific scenario of our beloved reader has had to be out of town for a little while? Maybe a few weeks? Likely sent letters in their time away, but letters don’t tend to compare to being in person!! And now, they’re back in town, or something :]

Could have a pre-established relationship or not!! I don’t mind either :]

Have a lovely day!

| ooh I love this idea! and you have a lovely day as well<3 |

- you had to leave the neighborhood to go visit a few relatives a few hours away and sadly wally couldn't go because he was busy as well but was clearly distressed by you having to leave even if he hid it well to others besides you.

- the last kiss you gave him almost made him upset because he knew that was the last kiss he was going to have for a few weeks which only made him upset even more. (funny enough home was even upset with you not being there , wally having to explain you won't be back for a bit which made home squeak one of the one of the doors in a sad sort of squeak if that makes sense-)

- despite the fact you sent him letters about your day and even took pictures to send to him he'd just stare at the photos WISHING he had been able to go on that trip with you.

- every letter was kept in his drawer so he could read them over and over again. he does this plenty of times before laying down for the night only stare at your side of the bed that's empty. he just sticks with having conversations with home for the next few weeks.

- as soon as you were back home and settled in he was the first one to greet you and suddenly tackle you right into a hug. with a laugh you held him close , “ wally! ” you laughed as he nuzzled his head into the crook of your neck.

- “ please don't ever leave me again dearest , pretty please.. ” if he could cry he could but all he wanted was you to hold him close which you did. “ oh wally I'm sorry.. I'll take you next time , okay? I promise you. ” you said softly as you pressed a gentle kiss to his forehead as you stepped inside your home to just hold him and tell him about your trip.

[routeless-writer]

hello, i hope your day is going well! i'd like to request some cuddles with lilia and any other characters you'd like to add. just simple cuddles, maybe some playful moments, pure fluff, if that's okay!

Oh what I wouldn't give to pull Lilia into a several hour long cuddle sesh. Sevens know that poor man needs it, with how busy he is and how much he's gone through. I'm more than happy to give you some fluffy headcanons with the bat hubby, hun, and I hope your day/night is also going well! I stuck with just Lilsy for time's sake, but I'd be happy to do this with any of the others in the future.

MC pronouns: none, GN/implied they/them

CW: reader having hair mention, Lilia liking to spook the reader awake (just a little)

Listening to: Galactic Bloom (Bee and Puppycat OST)

Lilia’s very flexible when it comes to love languages, but physical touch is probably up there near the top of his list

He’s a clingy little fucker, and once he’s comfortable with you, he’ll hang off of you a lot. It’s something he does to everyone he cares about–the kids, his friends, and now you!

He’ll even start to initiate snuggles in public, nuzzling into your side and wrapping his arms around you. He’s quick to pull off when he needs to, though not without a huff or a couple complaints. When y’all get home, on the other hand…

He’s so goddamn domestic. He’s on you like whiskers on a cat and he just will. Not. Let. Go. We’re talking following you to the kitchen, round the house/dorm, and back while his face is pressed up against your back.

The second you sit down he’s jumping on you and shoving his head into the crook of your neck, wrapping his arms and legs around you, and making soft purring noises. (Bats can and will purr btw. I love bats and I love him <3)

He’s down for you to nap while he cuddles you, if you want. As a fae, and a nocturnal one at that, he doesn’t need much sleep, so he’s more than likely awake while you cuddle. If you’re also awake, he may poke you or boop your nose. 

He likes to talk while you chill, but if you’re not in much of a talking mood and just want to be in his presence, he’ll read, dm you memes, or rest his eyes. He may also simply make little clicking or squeak sounds at you as a form of nonverbal interaction. (He’ll do this throughout the day anyways. If you squeak back he’ll fall in love all over again. He also does it across the room/house/dorm to get your attention.)

He looooves running his fingers through your hair or having you touch his. He might give you a few playful kisses or nips at your cheeks, lips, and neck.

If you have to get up, he’ll totally complain about it.

“But darling, you’re so warm. Don’t leave me…”

He’s SUCH a pouty baby about it. Don’t worry, he’ll get his revenge by surprise cuddling you later. Sometimes, if you’re asleep in bed, he’ll hover above you and wake you up while hanging upside down to freak you out, and while you’re distracted, tackle hug you.

And then keep you there for hours, once again. Quite a bit of your relationship is spent on cutesy, domestic things like this. Laying in bed all day on your off days, making meals for him while he’s stuck to you (do NOT let him help), cleaning together, shopping together, reading on opposite sides of the couch and looking up every ten minutes to smile at each other…

He’s a busy guy! As a student, Malleus’ caretaker, and more importantly, the boys’ parent, he’s got a lot on his plate, so he likes to spend as much downtime as he can with you. So, if that means trying to convince you with puppy dog eyes to snuggle up with him for another hour or so, then so be it. <3

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[drearycrow]

hiya! Can you do 3 & 6 for Poe and ranpo? (sorry i’m not good at request making😞) also it’s time to take a breather, stretch, And get water +food and make yourself feel like you :)

Notes: I wasn't sure if you wanted sfw or nsfw so I went with sfw for now. I can do nsfw separately if you would like. I went off on the fluff in this one. This is the most tooth-rotting fluff I've written so far. I wrote this at like 2 am so my apologies if there are some errors in there.

🦝Poe🦝

Poe walks into his mansion after hanging out with Ranpo all day. He walks through the hallways of his lavish house trying to look for you. "Darling are you home?" No answer. Poe starts to get worried and checks every room. You always tell him if you are going out. Once he got to the third floor, he heard muffled crying coming from your shared bedroom. He opens the door a bit and peeks through. "Darling is that you?" He sees you curled up in a ball on the bed crying. He opens the door fully and runs to you. "What's wrong my dear?" Poe rubs your back to comfort you. Your head turns to look at Poe. "Oh so now you decide to come home? I hope you had fun with Ranpo. I bet you two had lots of fun together." You sniffle as you try to calm down. "How could you forget our anniversary?" Poe looks at you with guilt. He feels awful for not spending time with you on your special day. He sighs before speaking up. "I apologize for not spending time with you today but I have a good reason." He holds your hand. "The reason why I was gone all day with Ranpo was because of this." Poe gets on one knee and pulls out a small box from his coat. He opens it to reveal a beautiful ring. "My darling you have been with me through hell and back. You've always been by my side helping me with my novels, comforting me when I'm stressed and taking care of Karl. You are my muse, my beautiful angel. Will you marry me?" Poe smiles at you waiting for your response. You stare at him, too stunned to say anything back. Poe gets nervous when you don't say anything back immediately. "Look if you don't want to marry me it's completely fine. I will-" You cut off Poe mid sentence by hugging him tightly. "Of course I want to marry you. You're the only person I want." Poe smiles when he looks at you. He holds your hand and puts the ring on your finger. A golden ring with a light purple gem on top. The rest of the evening is spent with you two baking a cake, celebrating your undying love for one another.

🍭Ranpo🍭

You arrived home after working on a case for a week. You've been out of town and it feels nice to be back home and spend time with your boyfriend. The keys jingle as you open the door. You set your bag down on the kitchen counter. Ranpo is nowhere to be seen. He's usually home by now but he must be either still at the Agency or he's hanging out with Poe. You head to the bedroom to see Ranpo on the bed hugging one of your sweaters. "Ranpo I'm home." Ranpo perks his head up when he hears your soft voice. He jumps up from the bed and tackles you to the ground. "You're home finally!" He nuzzles his head into your neck and hugs you tightly. "I missed you so much. It was lonely without you here and I'm glad you're home safe." He starts to shower you with kisses. You kiss him back and lay down on the bed. You two cuddle and spend the rest of the evening watching a show. When you get up from the bed, Ranpo grabs your arm to pull you back to bed. "Where are you going? The episode hasn't ended yet." You smile at his pout. You give him a kiss on the cheek. "I'm going to the kitchen to get more snacks, I will be right back." Ranpo gives you a thumbs up before you leave the bedroom. He lays back down on the bed pondering if it's the right time to propose. It's been a battle for months now trying to find the perfect way to propose. His thoughts get interrupted when the sound of the bedroom door opens. You hold a tray with a variety of snacks and drinks. You set it down on the bed gently to not drop anything. You start opening a bag of chips but Ranpo hasn't started eating. He stayed there sitting silently looking off in the distance thinking about something. You turn to look at him, worried that something is wrong. "Ranpo, is everything alright? You've been silent for a while and you haven't touched your snacks." He looks at you and sighs. When you reach out to hold his hand, he swats it away. Confused by this sudden change in behavior, you stand up to comfort him. He walks up to his drawer and takes something out. "Sweetie what's wrong?" He doesn't say anything. He turns you, sighing before speaking up. "Look we've been together for years now and-" He rubs the back of his head. "I can't see a future without you around me. I want to be by your side until we are old and gray. You mean the whole world to me." He gets on one knee and opens the small box holding a ring. "Will you marry me?" You didn't say anything to him. You immediately hug him and kiss him. "Yes! A thousand times yes!" Ranpo hugs you back, not wanting to let go. He gently puts the ring on your finger. The gem is a beautiful shade of green. It matches Ranpo's eye color. You two spend the rest of the night in each other's arms.

[p0p33-k3da]

I saw y'all liked my SMG34 headcanons, so get ready to be fed >:)

Some of them are a bit intimate but yk

•SMG3 would most likely have gone through multiple emo fazes throughout his life. (Once a month or year, depends honestly) He would most likely wear some sort of dark makeup around his eyes, making them look like eye bags. The only person who could help him through his crisis would be (you guessed it) SMG4.

•Whenever SMG4 comforts SMG3 in general, he would have two main different ways to do so. The first option would be to spoon him, holding him tightly, ruffling his face into his hair. Another way he could comfort him would be letting him lay on top of him as he let's 3 nuzzle his face into the crook of his neck or his chest.

•SMG3 likes to sneak up behind 4 and just either tackle him to the ground while tickling him/kissing him and such, or grabbing his waist then kissing his neck. SMG4 would love this kind of treatment, and honestly would be excited for it everyday.

• SMG3 says he doesn't like holding hands, but he secretly loves it. The reason why he says he doesn't is because he doesn't like to admit things he loves (SMG4 can read him like a book though, so he knows he loves it) 3 just thinks he does it to make him mad

•At III's coffee and bombs, SMG3 and SMG4 have their intimate moments in 3's little secret room (when it is closed, also the walls are soundproof) that's all I have to say.

•They both like to tease each other by mentioning the igloo incident so much that they ended up going back just to recreate it. Though, it wasn't the same.

•SMG4 loves watching horror movies but he is genuinely so scared of them, that he needs to watch them with 3 or else he would not get through even 30 minutes if one, he would just bail out instantly. SMG3 loves horror movies though so he really doesn't care if he has to watch them with him because he enjoys spending time with his lovely boyfriend

•After they started dating, SMG3 began to invite 4 to his silly little tea parties that he has with his eggdog before bed. (4 loves them but honestly since it is usually late at night, he ends up getting extremely tired.)

•SMG3 and SMG4 shop at hot topic together because SMG3 is too much of an introvert to go out into the public alone.

•when they sleep in the same bed, they only sleep in their trousers. Since SMG3's chest is hairy (another headcanon) SMG4 is the one who spoons 3. But he can't complain too much if SMG3 does spoon him, because he really doesn't mind the hair much tbh.

•sometimes, whenever SMG3 hugs 4, he forgets that he is wearing spikey bracelets, so he accidentally jabs 4 with them. He regrets it a lot after and starts to cry his makeup off apologizing to him with all the love in his heart.

•They like to experiment and try on each other's clothes, SMG3 wears really baggy clothes while 4 wears relatively normal fitting clothes. Most of the time they regret trying them on.

I know this one is not as long as the other one was, but honestly I am running out of ideas.

Y'all should give some headcanons you think I should add to the list (I will cred if you do)

[kengan-daddies]

Which kengan characters do you think likes to hug? How long do they last? Do they usually initiate the hug or do you? Do they give tight hugs or lose hugs ect? You can pick any characters you want but if you could please include Saw Paing, Raian and Wakatsuki that would be great 🙏 thanks

How He Hugs Cosmo Imai Kaolan Wongsawat Ohma Tokita Raian Kure Saw Paing Yoroizuka Wakatsuki Takeshi

Anime : Kengan Ashura

Characters : Cosmo Imai Kaolan Wongsawat Ohma Tokita Raian Kure Saw Paing Yoroizuka Wakatsuki Takeshi Warnings : Non, all fluff

How He Hugs Cosmo Imai Kaolan Wongsawat Ohma Tokita Raian Kure Saw Paing Yoroizuka Wakatsuki Takeshi

How He Hugs Cosmo Imai Kaolan Wongsawat Ohma Tokita Raian Kure Saw Paing Yoroizuka Wakatsuki Takeshi

Cosmos Imai

His hugs are honestly 10/10

They have the right amount of tightness, they're warm and comforting

He'll even give a sweet little giggle as he does

His hugs have different time frames, some long some short but they're always warm, tight, and comforting.

Kaolan Wongsawat

His hugs are 8/10

They aren't that tight but they also aren't that comforting but they are warm

He may or may not give a little lecture about PDA but he'll still give you a hug

They're never very long, always pretty brief but warm and full of love

Ohma Tokita

His hugs are 3/10

They aren't even hugs, it's more like he'll just lean into you uncomfortably but it's also pretty cute how he'd loosely wrap his arms around your waist

His hugs aren't hugs but you feel very protected in his loose grip

The only downfall is that he may fall asleep on you, trapping you in an uncomfortable position.

Raian Kure

His hugs are 1/10

He barely hugs he in fact actually likes to tackle you so hugs are pretty uncommon

His tackles aren't enough to injure you but they are enough to make you wheeze at times

At least he sometimes likes to nuzzle into your neck

Saw Paing Yoroizuka

His hugs are 9/10

They're tight, comforting, and full of love

The only issue is that he'll sometimes scream in your ear or he'll hug you too tightly

He'll always loosen up if you ask him to and he'll lower his voice too

Wakatsuki Takeshi

His hugs are 0/10

Hugs with him are non-existent

He won't even lean into you, too scared that he'll hurt you

You wished that he'd do even a little pinky finger on your shoulder but you understood at least he made up by being the best little spoon

[sugarcreambiteskingdom]

can I get a poly relationship with white pearl cookie,Crimson Coral Cookie, Frilled jellyfish cookie and the gem mermaid family with y/n mercookie tells them that they love them and they start to cry and then they think they said something wrong but they then started to kiss and group hug them please

Cream Oreo Cookie: I'm on it but bare with me because I only got to Throuple kinds of relationship and not more than that but that okay 🥲

PS: I found the image on Google

You may not just go around saying "I love you" willy nilly and making your poor girlfriends cry there heart out to you

Nah just because of what you did you have no choice but to stay in the castle and cuddle with your girlfriends

They all each take turns in cuddling with you and hugging the living sea life out of you

Crimson Coral Cookie is Big Spoon, You will sit on her tail while your back is against her chest and her arms around your waist and her face on your head

Next Aquamarine Cookie will use you as a bed cushion and just lay flat on top of you and nuzzle into you for her turn

While Gold Citrine Cookie does the Opposite and let you lay on top of her and cuddle that way with your head on her chest listening to her fast racing heartbeat

Frilled Jellyfish Cookie is the Small spoon and just hug your arm during her turn and just never let go...

Mystic Opal Cookie is not used to physical affection but after what you said just pushed her into hugging you sideways...where you guys lay on her clamshell bed and she hugs you from behind at times she would hum a melody for you to sleep so you two could cuddle more

And lastly White Pearl Cookie you don't have to ask her twice for hugging because she always hugs you 24/7 to the point she has this "Tackle Hug" in her system which she always does everyday everytime she sees you so there's no surprise that she will hug you tightly after those 3 words you said

Now as for there kissing they all do it with no hesitation and just pepper you with them on your face so if you go outside now and one of the guards ask you to why you have so many different colored kiss marks you just replied the words "Sisters and Jellyfish"

[seuonji]

彡 my rockstar boyfriend — lee chan

★ he’s shy but for you, he wants to be confident.

notes ๑ vocalist!chan, college setting, band au.

genre ๑ fluff

warnings ๑ non

word count ๑ —

req: hiyaaa :D i hope you're having a great day :> i was wondering if your reqs are still open, and if yes, can u write about rockstar bf dino version? :3 thank you for your hard work !! — @chweverni

from aya: HII!! i am thank you so much<33 yes i can write that for you!!! thank you for requesting!! ♪(๑ᴖ◡ᴖ๑)♪

vocalist bf lee chan left a message….”yn, i came up with a new song. can i come over and play it for you?”

i feel like he’d be a vocalist so frontman of the band. that or drums! but yk like dino is literally a whole ass all rounder i could say he’d fit as pianist or guitarist and it would make sense!! (he doesn’t give me bass vibes tho idk why)

and omg he’s actually the sweetest ever!

when he comes up with a rhythm or some lyrics, he goes straight into the producing room. he spends a lot of time with his band to make the song sound perfect.

somehow he’s able to make all the songs about you. you could go to a park and do nothing and he’d make a song about that.

seriously, he’s so man in love and you’re his muse.

but i feel like offstage, he’d be the shy type with a significant other. like he’s confident until his crush walks into the room.

he doesn’t invite you to practice even if you beg him because he’s just way too scared about messing up infront of you.

yet before gigs/shows, he’s so clingy. like that’s how he gets rid of the jitters. as you two sit on the couch in the dressing room, he just nuzzles into your space until he feels okay.

you two have a ton of selfies backstages, you take at least ten everytime you two are there.

despite his jitters, he’s an absolute god on stage, all of his nerves are gone and his aura is intense and almost intimidating yet there’s a softness in his gaze when he sees you in the crowd and a smile even creeps up on his face.

he also has heavy metal/serious songs which tends to be funny to watch because it’s just him performing a song with so much passion and fire in his eyes then when it ends, he’s back to smiling, giving you a face that’s asking, “i did well right?”

after he’s done performing, he jumps off the stage and runs to you, tackling you into a hug. he wouldn’t be able to perform all of these songs in top condition if you’re not there.

if you couldn’t make it to his gig, he’d be lying if he said he’s not upset.

there’s a clear difference in his voice when you’re there and when you’re not.

he likes to show you off so when you two are out.

when he finds fans taking picture of the both do you, he raises up your hand thats holding his and waves to them as long as you’re comfortable with it.

his social media profile picture is a picture of you and him.

he tends to sing all the time. like. that’s your warning that he’s nearby. you just hear his sweet delicate voice incoming.

[kid-blinks-eyepatch]

Sprace

wartime AU🔫🪖

-15-

The two boys were happy. Race was curled up in Spots lap while the shorter boy petted his hair, running his hands through the golden curls of his boyfriends hair. Race hummed, taking Spots hand and kissing the palm of it. The Irish boy blushed, swatting Race playfully.

-16-

“I love ya Tony” spot breathed as Race pushed him against the wall. Race smirked

“Love ya too Spot”

“Sean”

“What?” Race pauses, looking at spot in confusion.

“Sean, my name’s Sean”

“Sean Conlon” Race says, smiling. “I like if- it’s fits you and your smile”

“What?”

-17-

Race shrieked with laughter as he ducked behind Albert. Spot glared at him, the snow stuck in his hair. Race laughed again. Albert ducked out of the way in time for Spot to tackle race down in the snow, Race was laughing still

“Take that back!” Spot says, faking anger

“Never!” Race laughed, spot smiled slightly “DIMPLES!” Race shouted excitedly, spot shoved his face in the snow

-18-

Race wouldn’t let go of spot- he was scared, and needed comfort. Spot groggily opened an eye

“Mmae?” He grunted, it was probably supposed to be Races name. Raceburied his face in spots neck, the top of his head touching spots chin. Spot blinked a little more awake.

“Mmm’- ‘s wrong?”

“Just hold me dammit” race said in a shaky voice. Spot complied. If only Race knew how literally he planned to take that

-19-

Spot fidgeted nervously, looking at Race, who was reading. Spot had no idea what he was reading as he didn’t speak Italian and the book was written in that . He took a shaky breath.

“Race? Grá (love)?” He asked nervously, race looked over at him

“Yea Amore? (Love)”

“Can I ask ya something?”

“Course ya can”

“Look- I ain’t stupid, I knows wese just kids and I know wese can’t do this for real-“ spot took races hands “-and I know it’s a stupid idea and I ain’t got no Fáinne (ring) yet but” he paused. Race tilted his head, not understanding the Irish- or the situation. Spot took a steadying breath “will ya marry me?”

“Yes” No hesitation at all

-20-

The news was scary. A war. And the fact that America might get involved. Every night the boys would curl up together and hope and pray that wouldn’t happen.

-20 and 3 months-

It happened. Now instead of huddling together in their bed they did it in the couch, terrified that the other would be called.  And then the words came that shook Race to his core. Spots number. In the draft. Spots number. Before he even knew he was crying he was pulled into a strong hug by the shorter boy.

“Spot spot- spot oh my god they- it’s your-“ Race said, terrified. What if he didn’t come back? Spot kissed the finger with the ring on it, then his Temple, forehead, jaw, nose, cheek, corner of his mouth, then on the lips. 

“Spot in scared! What- what if/“ spot put a finger to Races’s lips. There was fear in Spots hazel eyes. 

“Race, Shh, please” he said, race nodded. Spot removed his finger from races lips and just kissed him. It was like the first time all over again. That same need and longing and fear and happiness all at once. It lasted as long as they two  could go without air. We broke apart and spot looked terrified. Well, his eyes did. He nuzzled race.

“I love you” his hands found races, squeezing them. Racw swallowed tears.

“I love you too”  face reply, then hiss in the happiest tone I can muster “Dimples!”

Spot chuckled slightly, the dimples showing themselves. Race looekd at spot

“I wonder who else-?”

“Please- no-“ spot asked, a pained tone. Race nodded, holding out his arms for a hug. Spot crashed into him, curling up in races arms and not saying a word. Race kissed  the top of his head.

—20 and 9 months—

Race hugged spot tightly, holding back tears. He breathed in his scent, knowing he wouldn’t be able to do this for a while. Spot gave him a Quick kiss on the lips, then kissed his cheek. 

“I love you Sean, you’d better not die” race says, cracking a weak joke and giving a shaky smile. Spot smiles slightly

“Love you too Tony, same goes for you”

“Goodbye Sean”

“Goodbye Tony”

—21–

Race looked at the shot glass in front of him, scared but also wanting to. He poked it with one finger. He didn’t want to end up like his dad… but his dad never had his boyfriend- well husband- go off to war. Race felt hot tears Stinging at his eyes. He threw the glass. It shattered. He felt bad. Well, he felt guilty, he had felt bad since Spot had left. He curled up on the couch, where he had been sleeping. The bed felt too empty without Spot there. He cried into a pillow. The phone rang again, but he let it, he didn’t want to hear from Jack or Davey or Crutchie or Albert or any of them.

Spot threw another shot back like nothing, laughing drunkenly. He hated pretending. He hated pretending to be married to a girl, hated pretending to like the female… he was too drunk to remember the word… dancing on the stage in front of him and his fellow marines. Hyan, another marine, grinned drunkenly at Spot.

“You’ve got…. Really… pretty eyes” he slurred, leaning on the table, grinning up at him “such a shame you’re married~���

-22-

Two years. Two whole years withou so much as a glimpse of his boyfriend. And then the- the letter. Davey rubbed his back

“Shh, Shh, Racer it’s okay” 

“I-it’s not Dave! H-he’s g-gone!” Race hiccuped, curling up tighter. Davey looked to Crutchie, who looked at Jack. The three boys had no idea how to comfort Race. 

Spot squinted, he could barley see although there was plenty of sun, he could feel it in his skin. 

“Sean? You okay?” Mario asked. Spot grunted.

“Still cant see” they said in unison, spots version a statement And Mario’s a question. Mario patted his shoulder.

“It’ll come back eventually”

“It’d better” spot snarled angrily.

-22 and eleven months and 20 days-

Race was curled up on te couch, he still had yet to even open the bedroom door. He looked at the tree Davey and Sarah had helped him put up.

“I fucking trusted you to take care of him!” Race said through tears “I trusted you to take care of my husband! I’ve don’t nothing but respect you my whole life and this-!” Race was almost shouting befor he realized he was talking to a dirty that might not even exist. All he wanted was spot. To feel him nuzzle him to see his dimples to hear his laugh- steeling himself, race pushed open the bedroom door. It looked exactly as it had that day. The day spot left. Race found on of spots sweatshirts and three it on, burrowing into the blankets on Spots side of the bed. He cried. And cried. He looked at his hands, which her hide by the hoodie sleeves, race wanted to feel as small as possible. 

“Spot- please come home” he said, tears no longer falling, he was too tired to cry “please… I need you and I don’t know what I’m going to do without you”

—23 and one week—

Is this a good idea?” I asked Davey nervously, feeling very exposed. I could make our basic shapes from a distance and details up close, they said this was as good as it was going to get. Davey nods

“Just knock” I hesitantly did as he said. Jack called

“Race! Open up! We have something to show you”

“Go away Kelly!” Race snapped from inside.

“Please?” Davey asked “you’ll really like this one

“Fuck off”

“Antonio” Crutchie said sweetly “open the door”

“Fuck you Crutchie” but footsteps could be heard and race opened the door. He saw me and froze.  I was close enough to see his eyes go wide. I smiled 

“I’m back” I said. Race quite literally tackled me into a hug, sending us both crashing to the floor. I let out a ‘oof’ as the small Italian man ended up on top of me. He kissed me exitedly

“You’re not dead!” 

“No, I’m not, just a bit blind”

“You’re not dead!” Race repeated, nuzzling into my chest and neck. I looked up and could see the outline of jack, Davey and Crutchie. 

“Let’s go inside darlin” I said to race, who nodded. I picked him up, causing him to yell in surprise, I set him on our bed and crawled in next to him. He buried himself in me, hands tracing my chest, face, arms, hips, back, any part of me he could reach. I simply held him. This was all I needed. Race pressed so many kisses to everywhere on my body. 

“Don’t you ever scare me like that again!” He scolded spot as he tugged the boy impossibly closer. “you’re never going anywhere alone again” he mumbled against Spot’s shoulder. Spot let out a soft laugh.

sorry gang this was never really got finished properly but i liked parts of if

[luvhyun3]

SONG MINGI, strawberry kisses ☆ (fluff/romance, gn!reader, word count: 500+, warnings: mentions of food + kissing)

★ — in which you reassure your slightly insecure boyfriend with lots of love and affection. <3

“What? You’re joking, right?”

Mingi’s fingers falter around the strawberry gummy packet, taken aback by your snappy response — uncharacteristic of your usually gentle nature. But he quickly recovers, replacing his shock with a teasing smile.

“I finally pour my heart out to you and that’s how you respond?” he chuckles as he finally opens the packet.

“I’m sorry, I just…. what? How?”

“What do you mean ‘how’? I just told you, idiot,” he quips back, mouth full of strawberry gummy.

“Yeah, I heard what you said, but what I don’t understand is why,” you reply with an eyeroll. “And don’t talk with food in your mouth! It’s gross.”

He sticks his tongue out at you as he grabs another packet from the bowl on the coffee table.

“Then you should’ve just said ‘why’.”

Instead of responding back, you slap his shoulder. You’re not sure if his gummy smile as he laughs in response makes you want to kiss him or kill him. Maybe both.

You sigh, melting into his side and leaning your cheek against the soft fabric of his grey hoodie.

“You’re so dumb, you know that?” you mumble into his sleeve. “How could I be anything but hopelessly in love with you?”

You hear him laugh again, this time his voice holding an embarrassed tinge.

“Y/n,” he drags out your name with a whine. You aren’t looking at him, but you can clearly tell that his nose was scrunching — an endearing habit that showed itself whenever he cringed.

“I’m being serious. You’re the sweetest, coolest, most loveliest and considerate boyfriend ever and I have no idea how you don’t see that.”

You trap him in a hug as you whine, embrace tightening as you go on.

“You have the cutest smile, your laugh is probably the sweetest sound in the world and you drive me insane every day because I look at you and it’s like, ‘Wow. That’s my boyfriend. How did I pull someone so fucking hot?’”

Before you’re able to go on any further, you’re suddenly tackled into the couch, Mingi’s large frame pressing into yours as he nuzzles his face into your neck.

“Y/n. Stop it. Seriously,” you can feel him smile against your skin.

You simply grin, threading your fingers into his hair and beginning to play with his greyish blue locks.

“Do you feel better now?”

“A little,” he begins to plant kisses against your warm flesh as he speaks. You giggle at the ticklish feeling. He trails his kisses upwards, you having to stop yourself from squealing as you feel his lips reach your jawline and then finally — your lips.

“I love you,” he says as he pulls away, but he leaves just enough distance between your faces that you can still feel his lips touching yours.

“Your breath smells like strawberries,” you reply with a flushed face.

“Does it taste like strawberries too?”

His lips are back on yours before you can respond.

“I’m not sure… I think you’ll have to kiss me again so I can give you a proper answer,” you say when he pulls away, breathless.

Mingi does nothing but smirk back at you, leaning in again to envelop your lips with his own plush ones.

Yep. Definitely strawberry. And definitely delicious.

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[niki-phoria]

pairing: beomgyu x male!reader (no pronouns used) genre: fluff word count: 484

requested by @rockstarica: I wanted request a beomgyu x male reader, the reader's reaction to beomgyu long hair (let's just pretend it wasn't extensions T-T) and make it fluff <3

includes: established relationship, long haired beomgyu, the ending is kinda weird lol

a/n: can't believed they betrayed us with extensions <//3 /j

beomgyu adjusts the strap of the backpack on his shoulders, shifting the weight from one side of his body to the other as he reaches up to knock on your apartment door. excitement floods through him as your door unlocks with a small click before finally swinging open. 

beomgyu chuckles when you blink at him in surprise for a second. your mouth falls open in shock as you push the door fully open. “gyu?” you whisper. 

“surprise,” he smiles. 

“gyu!” he laughs loudly when you all but tackle him into a tight hug; your arms tighten around his neck as his snake around your waist. you bury your face into his neck, tightly clinging to his body. tears of happiness sting at the corners of your eyes. “i can’t believe you’re here.”

beomgyu pulls back just enough to cup your face. he brushes a stray tear away from your cheek before he leans in to press a sweet kiss against your lips. “i missed you too, jagi,” he whispers.

“come on,” you say as you eagerly pull him into your apartment. you take his bag, quickly swinging it onto your own shoulder as you lock the door behind him. “are you hungry?”

“tired,” beomgyu sighs. he collapses against your couch cushions; his body lays sprawled out despite the confined space. you set his backpack down on the floor beside the couch before sitting down next to him. he shifts just enough so his head rests in your lap. “just wanna cuddle.”

“okay,” you nod. you softly smile as you reach up to gently card your fingers through beomgyu’s hair. the strands feel soft in your hands as you twist the longer strands between your fingers. he lets out a soft sigh, nuzzling even closer to your touch. 

“you grew your hair out?” beomgyu’s answer comes out as a soft hum. his eyes slowly flutter closed as your nails gently massage against his scalp. “i like it. you should keep it long.”

beomgyu rolls onto his back so he’s looking up at you through half-lidded eyes. “you think so?” 

you brush his fringe out of his eyes before letting your hand fall to cup his cheek. your thumb brushes against his jawline as you admire his sharp features. “of course i do,” you murmur. “you’re gorgeous.”

he laughs, playfully pushing your hand away. “you can’t flirt with me like that,” he mumbles. despite his faux annoyance you can see the blush threatening to spread from his ears to across his cheeks. 

you raise an eyebrow in response. “oh, but you can?” 

beomgyu playfully rolls his eyes as he rolls over to lay on his side once again. you smile as you begin to run your hand through his hair once again. his body relaxes against you once again as a sigh of content escapes his lips. “i love you,” he whispers.

“i love you too.”

[lemon-sugarcoats-nothing]

Lemon looks up to see Jaysir flying at him at top speed.

As he panics, Jaysir tackle hugs him and nuzzles his neck.

"Hiii :3" Jaysir says with a dopey grin. ⚔️

Lemon: -! ah! hey!! What's up??