#FOREHEAD KISSES FOR U TOO 💋💋💋💋💋

[pink-lemonadefairy]

my bday is soon! very soon! it is actually tomorrow to be exact! i just wanted to tell u heheh i'm so excited ❤️ i'm so grateful to all the friends i've made this year, in person and online. i will cherish you forever and ever !!! crabnonnie and vivi TOGETHER FOREVER!!!

(⁎⁍̴̛ᴗ⁍̴̛⁎) ~ o(≧v≦)o

i really hope i timed this right … >.<

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SWEETHEART!!! ʕっ•ᴥ•ʔっ💓💝💗💕 i hope you have the best day ever ever ever!! 🥹 i hope it’s filled with lots of love and happiness and yummy foods :P and everything wonderful!!! 🌸 wishing you lots of good luck and good health and success in this year of your life! truly i hope it’s a good one 😌💓 im very grateful for you too my love! :( so so much. you were there for me from the beginning and im gonna treasure you forever and ever. i really appreciate you sooooo so much ❤️ CRABNONNIE AND VIVI 4EVER 🦀🌸 !!!!!!!!

flowers for youuuu (+ leehan and sungho hehe)

🌸🌼🌻🪻🌺🌷💐🪷 ENJOY YOUR DAY BIRTHDAY GIRL LOVE U SM 💕💕💕💕

[strawberrynull]

please can you write niki with a noona gf !! and he tries his hardest to impress her and let her see him as a big boy now ^.^

fluff or suggestive, i dont mind ❤️❤️ thankss

──⯎ ˙ 💋 ̟ noona!

엔하이픈 | Enhypen | Nishimura Riki

──Pairing: bf!niki x afab!reader

──Genre: fluff, angst

──Synopsis: Poor Niki despises being treated like a baby by his girlfriend who is only slightly older than him. He decides to try to prove to her that hes not a baby

──Warnings: cursing, established relationship, kissing, making out, skinship, hickeys

──A/N: guys im working on making a taglist so if u wanna be added pls message me or comment or sum so ik to add you

masterlist

"Hi baby. How was your day?" you ask your boyfriend, reaching up to cup his cheeks as you kiss his forehead. Niki's smile faded slightly upon hearing your name for him. Truthfully, calling him baby made him feel like a baby. Babe was fine but calling him baby just seemed to upset him. Sometimes you would take it a step further just to make him more upset by calling him 'baby boy' which was so much worse.

"It was uh... fine I guess." He shrugged, clenching his teeth slightly when you ran your fingers through his dark hair. You were already treating him like a fragile being as soon as he had gotten home. This severely pissed him off. Not to the extent that he would get mad at you though. He had never yelled at you or anything like that. Usually when he was mad he would just walk away and sulk.

"You seem a little out of it. Did something happen?" you asked genuinely, sticking your bottom lip out to form a small pout.

"Just tired." Niki mummbled briefly, not stopping to look at you. He slipped out of your embrace and made his way to sit on the couch. You followed him to the living room of your shared apartment. His expression and demeanor told you to fuck off but sometimes you didn't know when to stop. You took a seat next to him so you could continue to run your fingers through his dark locks. He groaned in annoyance, jerking his head away from you.

"Yah, why are you so cranky? Got a stick up your ass or sum'?" You huffed, crossing your arms over your chest with a scowl.

Niki really did like when you played with his hair. Though, right now he had to resist it. He had to get you to realize he didn't want to be treated like a little baby. He wanted to be treated like an adult. He wanted you to think of him as your super hot boyfriend instead of your baby boy. It was no easy task trying to look all tough in front of you when you were so sweet to Niki.

In a sudden swift move, Niki stood from the couch and turned to go to his room. You reached a hand out to attempt to stop him but it was pointless. He had already made up his mind to leave. There was no stopping him once his mind was made.

"Yah! Where do you think you're going?" you yelled to him, hoping he would stop and come back. Though you knew he wouldn't.

Your boyfriend stopped with a heavy sigh. He turned around to face you. "I don't want to be treated like a baby by you."

"But Ki, you're myyyyyy baby~" you coo, clearly not making the situation any better as Niki shuts the door to his bedroom. You hear a small click and you know he's locked the door too. You throw your head back in frustration eliciting a long sigh.

After a while you start to worry that your boyfriend is genuinely mad. 20 had passed by and he has yet to leave his room. Neither have you heard any noise from his room. You grumble as you push yourself off the couch and trudge over to his bedroom door. Knocking softly, you press an ear to the door. When you hear nothing on the other side, you decide to knock again. This time you hear shuffling which you assume is Niki getting up from his bed. But instead of him opening the door, you hear his gaming chair squeak.

"Come on. You know I don't actually think you're a baby, Riki." You groan, sitting down against his door. You cross your arms over your chest. "Please come back out."

Nothing but silence is heard from his room. You know damn well that he's not actually playing games and ignoring you. When he's mad, he'll pretend to be busy but he'll really just sit there trying to resist coming out of his room to kiss you.

"Say that you won't treat me like a baby anymore." you can tell by the sound of his voice that he's pouting. It makes you giggle.

"Is that all its going to take to get you to come out of your room?"

"You have to promise!" He yells back. You begin to feel bad. You can tell that he's serious that he doesn't want to be treated like a baby. He's so cute and pretty though that sometimes you can't help it. Sometimes you have to give things up for the greater good. And in this case, your boyfriend wasn't coming back out unless you gave up the baby-talk and pampering.

"Alright, Niki, I promise. I'll stop treating you like a baby." Upon hearing your promise, the door opens slightly. You look up to see your pretty boyfriend. He looks down at your sitting figure with a slight pout. Still so cute.

"Hi pretty boy." You stand from your spot on the floor. Niki opens the door wider and stands to the side, signaling for you to come in. You do just that. You step into his room which was dark from the lights being off and the windows being covered by the curtains.

Once you're fully inside the room, the door shuts behind you. Niki's hands find their way to your hips and he pushes you until your back hits the door. Heat rises to your cheeks when you realize why he's acting this way. He really does want to be treated like an adult.

He brought a hand up to cup your cheek before crashing his lips onto yours. You give a muffled gasp at his sudden action. Your hands quickly found the back of his neck, pulling him impossibly closer. Your lips seemed to mold together perfectly as if the two of you were made for each other. It may seem like he's being unnecessarily rough in him movements but his kisses are gentle as his thumb rubs circles on your cheek. Your heart flutters at the softness of his touch. You know that he could never bring himself to be rough with you.

Though, he still didn't seem satisfied. The hand that was once on your waist had snaked to the small of your back. He pulled you toward him until your bodies were flush against each other. His lips moved down to kiss your neck, setting warmth to every part of your skin he touches. Your fingers played with his hair while he bit the soft skin of your neck then soothed the mark with his tongue. Unbeknownst to you, he was melting under your touch even more than you, feeling you play with his hair. Of course he was whipped for you. He continued to leave marks on your neck and shoulders until he was satisfied with his work. He pulled away to look at you like you were like his own personal canvas.

"Ki, I-"

"I told you not to treat me like a baby." He deadpanned with a cold harsh glare as his fingers held your chin. His face moved close to yours, his lips hovering next to your ear. His voice caused a chill to run down your spine. "I'm not going to let that happen again, yeah?"

His fingers slid down to wrap around your throat, squeezing gently. You gasped slightly at his change in attitude. He had never once acted this way. Every new action was a surprise to you. His lips found themselves back on yours like a magnet. The pressure on your throat made your head spin. Niki could tell he was getting the reaction he wanted. It made his mind fuzzy seeing you like this.

Niki removed his lips from yours which were now swollen and red. He released his grip on your throat and brought a finger up to swipe your bottom lip. He chucked watching you gasp for air.

"Am I still a baby to you?" he asked, causing you to shake your head frantically. As cute as he was, you had to admit, he was so ungodly hot too. And, god, was that hot. "Good." Niki turned and walked away from you, leaving you confused.

"Niki, what was that-"

"Go away, I'm embarrassed." he whined, plopping onto the bed and throwing a blanket over himself and hiding his face. You burst out in a fit of laughter. He really was too adorable. "Shut up!" He sat up wielding a pillow which he threw full force at you, sending you landing on your ass. You sat on the floor laughing at how cute your boyfriend was.

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[ylangelegy]

hey! i was wondering whether u could write one for this

https://www.tumblr.com/svtsofthours/768410973781524480/mingyu-zoned-out-you-leans-in-and-kisses-him?source=share

just like do not disturb.. 💕 (loved it btw)

💋 none the wiser (mingyu x reader)

★ footnotes: major shoutout to @svtsofthours for being so chill about me using their posts as prompts lol! mingyu soft hours are perpetually open, i fear. listened to kiss me by sixpence none the richer the entire time. word count: 830~

It's a Wednesday, and the only thing on Mingyu's mind is where the two of you should go this evening.

Very rarely does he have a day off like this. He can count on one hand the amount of times that practice has been canceled, that a schedule has been postponed. As it is, the stars have aligned to give him this free afternoon.

And who else would he want to spend it with but you?

The sudden freedom has thrown him off-kilter, though, leaving him fumbling for plans. Mingyu reveled in being the date-planner. In getting to smirkingly tell you I got this, baby every time the two of you were supposed to head out.

He's never learned to work with spontaneity, and so he spends half of his time agonizing.

The two of you are lounging in your apartment as Mingyu swears to figure it out. You're sprawled out on the couch, doing one thing or the other, while your legs rest in Mingyu's lap. He's absentmindedly rubbing your ankles with one hand while the other clutches his phone, scrolling through Klook articles of last-minute date ideas.

"Is it cold enough to go ice skating?" he mumbles, his eyebrows drawn together with laser-sharp focus. It's a rhetorical question, really, because before you can answer, he's already grumbling, "No, no, you're too clumsy for that."

"Hey," you protest.

Mingyu gives your ankle an affectionate pat, but keeps on reading.

There's so many things to do. And so little time. When tomorrow comes, he'll be swept back into his busy day-to-day. The two of you might not see each other for another week or so, and the mere thought of it already has his fingers tightening ever so slightly around you.

Mingyu has never particularly thought himself to be a selfish person. He shares almost everything with his members; he'll give what he can to his fans.

You make him greedy. For affection, for attention, for time.

"I can try to get us a reservation at Via Toledo," he muses.

"Too expensive," you whine.

"If it's for you? Never."

"Mingyu."

"Fine, fine."

He scrolls some more. Clicks on to an entirely different article altogether. He doesn't know why he's stressing over this so badly. He knows you, knows you'll be happy with whatever reasonable thing he offers.

He just can't help it. He wants so, so badly to be good for you, to be good to you.

"How about Lotte World?" he tries.

You look up from your own phone with a considering expression, though it's a bit more on the wary side. "Won't there be too many people?" you ask, ever the careful one.

"I can just rent it out for—"

"Baby!"

"Alriiiight."

Mingyu's pouting now, but you're immune to his little displays of petulance and his attempts at grand gestures. You go back to whatever you were reading with a bemused shake of your head.

He tries to focus on the nth Top Seoul Date Places blog post, but his mind has practically turned to mush at this point. He doesn't realize that his eyes are unfocused or that he's barely registering the words on his phone. His head has quite literally emptied out, all of his ideas making no sense. All Mingyu really wants is—

Oh.

He hadn't even noticed you shifting, hadn't picked up on you leaning forward. When your lips press a gentle, sweet kiss to his forehead, he's dragged back down to earth.

Mingyu blinks once, then twice. He looks to you, starry-eyed and smitten.

"What was that for?" he asks, sounding far too dazed for someone who has already received dozens, hundreds of your kisses.

"No reason," you answer. Your rest a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "We don't have to go anywhere, you know."

"We don't?"

"We don't."

"But—"

His protest is cut off by you darting forward to leave another kiss, this time on the corner of his mouth.

"This is enough," you tell him, and the sincerity in your tone is enough to leave him breathless.

And that was it, wasn't it? Mingyu had agonized, Mingyu had zoned out, Mingyu had fallen into near-panic, even, because he had wanted to make himself worth your time. He had wanted to give you the world. Something, anything to show you just how much he adored you.

But he supposes you're right.

"This is enough," he echoes quietly.

You get up from the couch to grab your laptop, announcing that the two of you are going to have a movie marathon. To give Mingyu something to do, you assign him the all-important task of ordering takeout. He rolls his eyes playfully but does as you ask, because you're the light of his life and he will order you the pizza you want if it's the last thing he does.

It's a Wednesday. Mingyu loves you, still.

svtsofthours post ->

Mingyu: [zoned out] You: [leans in and kisses him on the forehead] Mingyu: [blinks and smiles at you with stars in his eyes]

[luvzshy]

gf Billie Eillish 🤍

All I Need is You: Loving Billie Eilish

A/n: hi so my requests are open, feel free to request wtv u want bby.. pls doo omgg, I can write abt Billie or any other female character or person u like, enjoy thisss💋

• Billie would be super soft with you—like, she’d run her hands through your hair while you’re laying on her chest, whispering little “I love you’s” when she thinks you’re asleep.

• The random kisses? Constant. She’d press her lips to your temple or the corner of your mouth when you’re both in the middle of doing something, just ‘cause she can’t help it.

• Angst hits hard sometimes. She’d have bad days where she shuts down, won’t talk, and you feel like she’s slipping away. But then she’d come back, apologizing in that soft, broken voice, “I didn’t mean to hurt you, I just didn’t know how to deal.”

• The makeup after a fight would be intense. She’d wrap her arms around you tightly, like she’s scared you’d leave. “I can’t lose you,” she’d whisper, kissing you like she needs to prove she still deserves you.

• Late nights talking about deep things, Billie would open up to you in ways she never has with anyone else. “You make me feel safe,” she’d say quietly, brushing her fingers over your cheek.

• Then there’d be the teasing moments—she’d catch your lip between her teeth, smiling at the way you shiver under her touch, her hands sliding under your shirt, taking her time ‘cause she loves watching you fall apart for her.

• Angst again, where she gets insecure sometimes, thinking she’s too much or not enough. “I don’t know why you stay with me,” she’d say, looking down, and you’d have to remind her how much she means to you.

• Those moments when things get heated between you two—she’d have that slow, teasing smirk as her fingers trace down your skin, whispering in your ear, “You like when I take my time, don’t you?”

• But no matter what, at the end of the day, she’d always hold you close, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead, telling you, “I love you more than you know,” before you both fall asleep.

[elizaleclerc]

hi! hope you're having a good day, could i request charles dating a reader who doesnt have friends? or just feels lonely in general.. it can be shy if you're not comfortable writing that! just some comfort🥹🥹 thank you!

false god 💋

"and i can't talk to you when you're like this. staring out the window like i'm not your favorite town"

summary: gf!reader and charles get into an argument after ferrari underperforms again.

song: false god by taylor swift

author's note: wrote this bc i had that song stuck in my head oops. no warnings really- just a bit of manipulation if u squint a little. (ALSO HI IM BACK <3)

word count: 2.2k

They all warned you about times like these. The girlfriends of the other drivers looked at you with wary eyes. Most of them vowed to never date a Ferrari driver, but your connection with Charles was unlike any other that you had before. Never date a driver in red because they love that team more than they’ll ever love you, you’d been told before. You always responded with nervous smiles and shaky laughs, hoping that in reality the other girls you had come to know were just playing some sick joke. Like this was all some sort of initiation into the clique that was girlfriends of F1 drivers. 

None of their words felt true when you were next to Charles, his hands on your waist or your head cradled into his neck. Nothing had actually felt more right. You brushed off the warnings from the other girls and chose to focus on the love between you and Charles. You never brought any of this up to him, completely unwilling to cause any unnecessary drama between the close knit group you found yourself in. All of these people have known each other for years, and you were the latest addition. 

In July, with three race weekends back to back, Ferrari’s dominant streak would be tested. Red Bull and McLaren were powering ahead with upgrades and race pace, and it appeared that the powerful scarlet team was falling behind. 

You noticed the tension in Charles’s face after a bad qualifying pace or another bad race result. The boundaries were being stretched. You observed how Charles would brush away your hand at dinner or neglect to kiss you goodnight before bed. The last two weeks had been hell for you, and in the back of your mind you wondered if there was some truth in what the girls had said months ago. Maybe these Ferrari men are just too much to handle after all.   

Before the third and final race of the triple header, Carmen, girlfriend of Mercedes driver George Russel, pulled you aside to have a chat. “I know things have been hard for you and Charles.” 

You furrowed your brows, “What?” You laughed nervously. You hadn’t mentioned anything about the tensions between you and Charles recently. The only way Carmen and the other girls would have found out is if Charles was feeling the same way and he told them himself. 

“Not that I’ve heard anything, just- you know. Ferrari has been falling behind, everyone can see it. And I know Charles cares for you, but that man has loved Ferrari since he could walk. When they don’t do well- when he doesn’t do well- he’s bound to take that out on the people around him.” Carmen easily articulated her explanation, which made your mind swirl even more as the small smile finally fell from your face. 

You sighed, becoming flustered with the whole situation, and the warm sun beaming down caused a sheen across your forehead. “I just don’t know what to do.” You were unsure if Carmen was someone you could fully trust, as you hadn’t exactly made any super close friendships with them. The past couple of months, your whole focus has been Charles. 

“Just know that it isn’t your fault. Before I dated George I dated a Ferrari driver. Their passion for the team and the intensity in their competitiveness makes them unlike any of the others.” She paused for a moment before she continued, “What you have to do is really try to read his emotions and find that balance of giving him space and being there to comfort him. Stand by him when he needs it, and back off if it seems too tense.” 

“That sounds kinda hard,” You broke into a small smile, overwhelmed with the new information you had gained. 

Carmen grabbed your hand, “It’ll be okay. If I do know one thing, it’s that Charles is falling for you. Through thick and thin, I think you guys can make it.” 

A small wave of relief washed over you, “Thanks, Carmen.” As long as someone had faith in your abilities to handle Charles, you didn’t feel so alone. 

~

As most of the fans expected, the Austrian Grand Prix did not go well for Ferrari. Your heart sank when Charles finished outside of the points for the third weekend in a row. It would greatly hinder his ability to fight for the championship. He needed nothing short of a miracle to come back now. 

You knew Charles had been dealing with the press for the last couple of hours, and you didn’t meet back up in the paddock with him until it was time for the two of you to leave to go back to Monaco for the next week. 

You sat in the passenger seat of his car as he drove in silence for a few minutes, navigating his way out of the paddock. Once the two of you had made it onto the main road, you decided to read where his head was at. 

“I’m sorry my love,” you comforted him and grabbed his free hand, giving it a light squeeze. He sneaked his hand out from your grasp, resting it on the steering wheel. You couldn’t help but feel your stomach sink. 

“It’s just ridiculous, we can’t seem to get anything together.” He huffed in frustration, and you wondered if he even realized he had pushed your hand away. 

“Despite the strategy issues, I thought you had a really good drive today.” Maybe a compliment would help? 

He scoffed, “I could’ve been better. I made too many mistakes, regardless of how scrambled our strategy was.” 

You weren’t sure how to respond. You thought it was best for him to ruminate and think things out the rest of the way home. You had the rest of the drive to the airport, and then the whole plane ride to see if he was feeling any better. When you had to speak, you avoided any mention or talk about the race, or more specifically Charles’s performance. 

On the plane, you flew back with Lando and Oscar. Oscar had a fabulous race, and almost won it all. Lando on the other hand fought with Max the whole race and ended up with a DNF. So the plane ride was full of mixed conversation and feelings. Oscar was proud of his win and complimented the McLaren strategy, while Lando aired out his grievances for Max’s intense competitiveness. Charles chimed in regularly to tell them they should consider themselves lucky to not have to deal with the Ferrari pitwall. 

Still, you stayed silent, letting the three of them talk things through. You sat next to Charles in your seat but kept to yourself, trying to read your book but really you were listening to the conversation around you. Not once did Charles take your hand or give you a small peck on your cheek. As it appeared to Lando and Oscar, you and Charles didn’t even look like a couple at all. 

You began to feel that aching pang of loneliness that you were so familiar with before you had met Charles. The feeling of having no one to speak to in a crowded room. You hated to appear shy and reserved, but didn’t want to push yourself to be outgoing. You had been dating Charles long enough that he knew one of your love languages was physical touch. You loved nothing more than small moments of affection, but in the past few weeks it seemed like he wanted nothing to do with you. 

~

Charles opened the door to his apartment in Monaco, the moonlight being the only thing that shone on the furniture and pictures hanging on the walls. He languidly flicked on a couple of lamps, adorning the living room with a warm glow.

“You’ve been quiet.” He stated plainly, moving to the kitchen to fix himself a glass of water.

You took a moment to respond, “Well there’s not really much for me to say.” 

Charles turned from the fridge to face you, and looked at your face, seeming to analyze the tone of your words. After he took a sip of his water he asked, “Are you alright?”  

You laugh nervously, “I’ve been better.” 

He furrowed his brows, “What’s the matter?” 

“Cmon, Charles. You can’t be serious.” You knew you were treading dangerous waters, but this conversation was long overdue, and after the exhausting plane ride you felt yourself boiling over. 

He looked back at you expectantly, not knowing what you were getting at. 

“You haven’t noticed the way things have changed between us in the last three weeks? You haven’t noticed that when Ferrari starts struggling you push me aside?” Your voice was steady, but it shook slightly in a mix of nerves and frustration. In all the times you’ve let Charles air out his frustrations, you’ve held all of yours in. 

His lips parted and you knew he was shocked but mostly confused. All of your questions were rhetorical, of course he hadn’t noticed. “You never hold my hand, you’ve stopped introducing me to your friends. I feel like the past few weeks I’ve only been someone for you to fuck to let your anger out.” You were really letting it out now, the words flowing out of you like they could no longer be contained. 

“That’s not true.” He persisted, walking out from behind the counter into the living room where you stood. 

Tears pricked up in your eyes, “It doesn’t matter if it isn’t true, it’s what I feel.” You brought your hand to rest on your chest.

“Listen, you know I’m happy with what we have, I don’t want to change anything about it. But you know my career is important too. My loyalty to this team is important.” He tried to explain himself, but you ruffled your fingers through your hair in exasperation. 

“I fucking knew it, they were right.” You mumbled to yourself, now pacing. 

“Who was right?” Charles pressed. 

“The other girls!” You raised your voice, “As soon as we got together and you were bringing me around the paddock, they warned me. They told me to never date a Ferrari driver. That you’ll always love that damn team more than you’ll love me. They said it so. many. times. And then Carmen told me yesterday that she knew we’ve been having problems and that the more Ferrari struggled the worse you would get.” 

Tears fell down your cheeks as you continued, “I’ve tried, I’ve tried so hard. I’ve said all the right things, held your hand when you’re mad, tried to compliment you to make you feel better about yourself. None of that worked, you would still barely look at me.” Your breathing was heavy and your voice had become raspy with tears. 

Charles moved closer to you, grabbing your trembling hands, “Come on, breathe my love.” You took a deep breath as he moved one of his hands to wipe away your tears. “I’ve never said anything to the other girls about us, I don’t know why they said those things to you.” 

“But- the way you’ve been acting-” you sniffled, looking into his eyes that were filled with such care. You hadn’t seen that look in what felt like forever.

“I know, it’s been tough for me lately. I’ll take full responsibility for not treating you properly. You didn’t deserve any of that.” He gave your hand a slight squeeze, waiting a few moments before speaking again. “I do love this team, and I will push to be the best driver I can possibly be, but…” he swallowed, “I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t falling for you. You are becoming more and more important to me by the minute, and I’d quit racing today if you asked me to.” 

You let out a dry laugh, “You don’t mean that.” 

“Every word.” 

You were quiet, just looking in his eyes. You could tell he really did mean it. This thing between you and Charles was becoming more serious as the days passed. You knew that you were falling for him too, which is what made these past few weeks all the more confusing. 

“If I could give you any more assurance, it’s that racing- this career- will never ever be a priority over you.” He leaned in to place a light kiss on your temple. 

“I just hate to see you struggling like you have been. I like it when you’re all happy.” You curled your lips into a small smile, and he grinned back. 

He shook his head slowly, “Trust me, I know.” You wrapped your arms around his neck, resting your head on his chest. His lips kissed the top of your head, and everything felt right in the world again. 

You pulled away, locking eyes with him. “It gets lonely sometimes, in the paddock. I feel like I’ve failed to make any genuine friends.” 

He planted another kiss on your forehead, “Well, you could always keep to yourself. Be above any drama and gossip. You’d surely be the coolest one there. Then, when it’s all said and done, we have each other.” 

You giggled into his kiss on your lips. Maybe you could eventually trust the other girls eventually, but their cold welcome to you was definitely unappreciated. But you had Charles, and more importantly, you trusted Charles. And you knew that bond wasn’t going away anytime soon.

[4ranghaes]

Leehan song fic? 🤲

Saw u have the flu I hope u get better soon <3

song fic!💋

now playing… rises the moon by liana flores

kim leehan x reader [fluff, gender neutral!reader]

a/n - thank you for your well wishes pookie i’m actually recovering at a crazy pace! still have a fucked up voice though🥲 enjoy!!!

00:19 - “stop moving,” a calm voice calm from behind you.

“i’m sorry,” you whispered, turning over again to look at your boyfriend.

donghyun’s eyes suddenly widened, regretting his earlier comment as he saw your eyes filled with tears. “it’s okay! i’m sorry! what’s wrong, darling?”

you shook your head, taking a breath as he pulled you into his chest, stroking the back of your head calmly.

“no, no, it’s okay,” you sniffled, chuckling at his concern, “i just can’t sleep at all and i don’t know why.”

“i’m sorry, my love,” donghyun said. neither of your voices had risen much above a whisper, besides being the only two people in your apartment.

“i’m so tired too,” you whined in a small voice, your forehead pressed against his chest, feeling his heart steadily beating and his calm breath.

leehan sighed, kissing the top of your head gently, “i’m gonna get up okay? i’ll be back in a minute though. you just lay down and try to relax.”

you nodded, pulling yourself away from your boyfriend’s body, collecting yourself after your tears and nestling into the pillows on your double bed, mainly donghyun’s, retaining his scent even as he walked to your window, opening the curtains so the moon was visible to you from where you lay in bed. he then left the room completely, and when he appeared again he was carrying a mug and a packet of chocolate.

“my mum always helped me go to sleep when i was little like this,” he murmured, handing you the warm mug before getting into bed beside you, holding you up against his body, but not so much you were sat up completely. “honey tea, chocolate, and watching the moon.”

“watching the moon?” you smiled, leehan nodding definitively.

“it’s relaxing. plus, helps you to know that it’s night,” he said, before pausing and pulling a face, “i know it sounds stupid, but it’s there, you know? we always used to say ‘good night mr. moon’ but really that meant hello for him.”

you chuckled, sipping the tea slowly as you leaned into donghyun’s body, “that’s sweet.”

he smiled, kissing the top of your head as, you did in fact, watch the moon. you put the tea down, having some chocolate and offering some to donghyun too, he took it, nibbling slowly, but mostly watching you.

“here, lay down,” he whispered, scooting your bodies further down the bed before placing his hand on your head, moving it into his chest, “close your eyes. breathe.”

you did as he said, taking a deep breath, your body relaxing into donghyun’s on the out breath.

“good night, my love,” he whispered, his arm rubbing steady patterns on your arm.

your eyelids felt heavy as your arm stayed strongly wrapped around his waist, your head on his chest and you leg slung around his hips. “good night, hyunnie.”

[strawbrrycuteblog]

heyyy girllll 😚 saurrrr i was wondering….. if u write fluff could you write things enhypen would do when their op is on their period??? idk im on my period right now and i’m really delulu rn 😅

-💋

Aww this is so sweet and I’m abt to start mine so yes!

Heeseung: Heeseung Walked into the apartment holding a bag of sweets, some assorted chocolates and goodies. He stopped in his tracks when he heard some soft sobs coming from the bedroom, knowing it was you he went in there and he saw you curled into a ball, clutching onto your stomach as if you’d die if you let go. He hated your period, one because it cause you so much pain, but two because your mood swings were so sudden. He sat the bag down on his side of the bed table and crawled into the bed, getting under the blanket as he sighed “don’t kill me but they didn’t have any Kit Kats..” hearing this he immediately got an elbow jab to the stomach. You came out from the blanket and looked at your boyfriend who was now clutching his own stomach and you couldn’t help but smile “twinnn”.

Jay: Jay was gone most of the day while you were cramped into a ball in your bed at home, once he got home from practice he walked through the bedroom so he could shower until he saw the small bump in the middle of the bed. He couldn’t help but chuckle and walked over, “hey little mole hill” you quickly sat up when you heard his voice and your puffy red eyes immediately made him coo, he shifted on the bed and pulled you close. “My poor little baby, why aren’t you using the heating pad?” You frowned “we don’t have one anymore” he had forgotten about that, he needed to but a new one but got too busy. “Okay I’m gonna go make you one then..” he kissed your forehead then went to the kitchen before he made some dough and wrapped it up then he warmed it up in the microwave so that you would have some relief. He went back to the room and laid it gently on your lower abdomen “will this last while I shower?” You nodded as you were already drowsy from some medicine you took earlier “I love you..”

Jake: You and Jake were out shopping when you had gotten your period, you were tracking as usual but you weren’t supposed to get it until next week so you were wearing white. You didn’t realize until you felt Jake come up behind you while you were putting some clothes on your hand and he wrapped his flannel around your hips, “I thought you were tracking your cycle baby?” He said quietly as to not embarrass you, and you quickly realized what he meant since you must have leaked without anything and you immediately whined “how bad is it?” He hesitated “I don’t think anyone saw it” as soon as he said that you knew it was bad “okay I had a tampon in my purse I’m gonna go to the bathroom at least..” you sighed “I don’t have anything to change into though” he took the items you had on your hand “ don’t worry about that, just go to the bathroom and I’ll pay for these.” You shook your head “you can’t do that” “I can and I will, and when you’re done changing we can get some more so you’ll feel better when the cramps hit” you pouted and kissed his cheek “thank you baby.”

Sunghoon: you were spending the night at the dorm for a Christmas movie marathon, warm popcorn, hot coco, and cookies were the snacks. Everything was going smooth and good until you got up to use the bathroom, once you were in there sunghoon wanted to turn up the volume so he reached for the remote that was on your side but stopped when he saw the dark red spot on his sheets, and not a small mark either, like a pool of blood. He didn’t feel any disgust or anything but instead he got up and went to the bathroom, knocking on the door he said “hey babe, you good?” You cracked the door open, “no. I started my period..” he nodded and knew you’d need to borrow some pants, “yeah It got on the sheets..” you closed the door and groaned in embarrassment after that “I’m so sorry hoon!” He chuckled “I don’t care I have more sheets, I should have some feminine products in the cabinet there.” Once he heard you searching he went back to his room and grabbed some pajama pants with a pair of boxers. Once he got back he knocked again “I brought a change of clothes, I don’t have any panties so you’re gonna have to use boxers.” You opened the door and took it from his hands, closing the door after. The door opened again after a few minutes and your face had a frown while he just cackled, “it’s not funny!” The clothes did not fit at all, “oh my gosh, did you tie the pants?” You nodded “duh it doesn’t get any tighter than this” you pulled the waistband which was still loose. He shook his head and calmed down from laughing “just wear the boxers it’s fine, nothing I haven’t seen before” your face flushed and you pushed past him “I’m so fed up with you” he rolled his eyes and followed you back to his room where y’all changed the sheets after.

Sunoo: sitting on sunoo’s lap was fairly normal for y’all, especially while doing your skincare, together of course. Sunoo had a face mask on while you had a blackhead nose strip on and a few pimple patches too, you were both in matching pajamas that had lilac stripes on them. “You look so cute like this” he smiled at you as he said that, the urge to bit his cheeks nearly getting the best out of you, “something I wanna squeeze you so hard you pop, but I can’t…cause then you would die” he stared at you for a second before nodding “and were moving on.” You laughed quietly to yourself and heard the oven ding meaning your cookies were done, “oo! I’ll go get those!” You got off his lap excitedly and ran to the kitchen, he went to follow you but his hip hit the side of the vanity making one of your products fall to the floor, being the best boyfriend he is he got up to grab it but once his eyes landed on his pants and he saw blood on his pajamas he yelped. He assumed he was injured or something until you came into the room “are you okay? I heard you scre-“ your eyes widened, knowing you must have started your period, “oh my gosh sunoo, I can get the stain out I’m sorry, I wasn’t supposed to have my period till the end of the month.” He shook his head and smiled at you reassuringly “it’s fine I’ll just change, we have more matching pajamas, and I’m sure you leaked so you have to change too.” Once everything was cleaned up and you had both changed you were cuddled into your bed watching “How the Grinch stole Christmas.”

Jungwon: you and jungwon were at an amusement park when your cramps had started to act up, stuck on a bench while holding your stomach but trying not to be dramatic about it was difficult. Jungwon offered to drive y’all home but you didn’t wanna ruin the day for him too. “Y/n I don’t mind at all, I’d rather take you home where I know you’re comfortable than ride some dumb rollercoaster.” He helped you up and led you to the car “wonie I don’t even feel that ba-“ just then you felt like you were gonna throw up, he noticed immediately and opened the car door, grabbed out a paper bag from where y’all had eaten and handed it to you while you threw up for a minute or two he tried to cover you as much as possible so you wouldn’t be embarrassed. This worried him since you had never thrown up while on your period before, when you were done he grabbed a napkin and wiped your mouth “see? We can get a cup of ice on the way home okay?” You nodded and got into the car, agreeing easily to that idea.

Niki: The only time Niki really had to deal with being around girls that were on their period was with his sisters, so he was sort of prepared whenever you were on yours. He currently was washing the sheets while you kept apologizing for leaking on them “I literally don’t care babe, it’s just cloth” he poked your cheek “besides this way I can get you to make my bed” you glared at him and just stormed off to which he followed you “oh come on I was joking!” You sighed and sat on the couch with a pout “jokes are meant to be funny.” You stated and he rolled his eyes “wanna play Mario kart then?….” After you didn’t answer he sighed “I can’t see if sunoo wants to play so y’all can team up against me?” He saw your lip twitch “is that a smile?” You sighed and smiled “just go get sunoo.”

[enhahooninurwindow]

Could u write a fix of niki calling reader clingy and annoying and has to make it up to the reader because they over hear it and get into a argument leading to reader removing their promise ring?

also i really love your fics ur so talented!!! stay safe and healthy!!! |(￣3￣)|

Apology and Affection

Pairing: Niki x reader 🍓MASTERLIST

Genre: fluff

Wc: 641

Synopsis: niki was teasingly telling jake abt how clingy you are and you overheard it leaving you upset. noticing this niki decides to make it up to you.

a/n: this is saur cute really. tyyyy anon, u too, take care and stay safe! 💋💋🩷💕

Niki knew he messed up today when he told Jake about you, telling him that even though you are adorable, you get too clingy and into his personal space making him annoyed and calling you needy. But unbeknownst to him, you heard everything, breaking down each time you whatever he said rings in your head. It broke his heart watching you lay in bed all day, eyes dull with hurt. So now he was going to do whatever to make it up to you. “hi baby,” he said, sitting next to you on the bed and wrapping his arm around your shoulder. you just shrugged and swatted his hand off. He paused before placing his chin on your shoulder, watching you get annoyed and scoot away. He watched as you got out of the bed, taking a pillow and blanket and going to the living room. His heart sank as he kept his arm on where you used to lay. And now he REALLY messed up. He got out of the bed and followed you into the living room like a cat following it’s owner. Approaching her gently, Niki knelt beside the couch, his heart filled with regret. "Hey love," he said softly, reaching out to brush a stray strand of hair from your face. "I'm really sorry about what I said earlier. I didn't mean to hurt you." You looked up at him, your eyes still moist with unshed tears. "It's okay," you murmured, though your voice trembled slightly. "No, it's not okay," he insisted, his tone filled with genuine concern. "I should never have said that, even as a joke. I love you just the way you are, and I never want to make you feel bad about yourself." Your expression softened as you listened to Niki. You could see the sincerity in his eyes, and it warmed your heart. "I just... I don't want to be a burden to you," you admitted quietly. Niki shook his head gently. "You're not a burden, love. You're my favorite person in the world," he said, a playful smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "And besides, a little clinginess is just a sign of how much you love me, right?" You couldn't help but smile at his attempt to lighten the mood. "I do love you," you said softly, your eyes meeting his. "I love you too, more than words can express," Niki replied, leaning in to kiss your forehead tenderly. As you sat together on the couch, Niki started to tickle your sides gently, eliciting a surprised squeal from you. Laughter filled the room as you playfully teased each other, the tension from earlier dissipating with each shared giggle. "You're lucky I love you," Eunkyung teased, poking Niki's cheek playfully. He grinned. "And you're lucky I'm such a good boyfriend," he retorted, giving you a mock stern look before bursting into laughter again. Your playful banter continued, turning the atmosphere from somber to light-hearted. Niki made silly faces and told funny stories, doing everything he could to see you smile again. "I promise to be more mindful of what I say in the future," Niki said sincerely, his eyes locking with yours. "And I'll always be here to comfort you whenever you're upset, no matter what." You nodded, feeling grateful for Niki's understanding and love. "I know, and I appreciate that more than anything," you said, snuggling closer to him. As you cuddled on the couch, basking in the warmth of each other's presence, Niki whispered sweet words of reassurance and affection into your ear. You closed your eyes, feeling a sense of love wash over. In that moment, you both knew that misunderstandings were a part of any relationship, but what truly mattered was how you handled them together, with love, understanding, and a healthy dose of playfulness.

[gallaghersgal]

HIIII MAGGIE ❤️💋 I am honored to be invited to the sleepover of the summer!!!

Could we get the “i wanna fuck you right against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it” prompt with our mans lip?

I hope you are having a fabulous day 🥰🥰🥰

hi capri !! welcome to the sleepover lovely <33 i changed the exact wording of the prompt cause i didnt like the flow but the concept is the same. NSFW 18+. soft dom lip, exhibitionism, p in v. everyone say thank u olive for proof reading.

the smooth glass of the window pane is cold to the touch as your chest presses into it. clothed in nothing more than a thin tank top you feel your nipples stiffen at the cool sensation. the rest of your clothes lay scattered about the room as lip kneels behind you to eat you out like a man starved. you bite back a hiss as a harsh smack lands on your ass, the sting soothed with a few quick kisses before he's burying his face in your pussy again.

just when you're about to reach the peak of your pleasure lip pulls away, leaving you whining for him. "shh, shh," he coos to you gently, pressing kisses against your bare shoulders. "gonna fuck this pretty pussy right up against the glass, then everyone down there can see how good you take it."

"f-fuck-" you stammer when he shoves his cock inside you without so much as a warning. "feels so good, jesus," you groan out, resting your forehead against the glass. your body rocks with the motion, breathless whimpers leaving your lips in place of the words you can't seem to form.

"squeezin' me so tight," lip groans in your ear, his fingers digging into the meat of your hip. "y'gonna come f'me? be a good girl an' come f'me, baby," he urges, hand snaking around to rub your clit, and the coil inside you snaps.

the sound that follows is pathetic, a broken cry of his name over and over, until you're a whining, writhing mess. "'s too much," you manage "please please please-"

one large hand comes to cradle your jaw and twists you back for a greedy kiss. the action leaves you breathless, dumbstruck, and you feel an aura of submission roll over you as he murmurs, "you can be good just a little longer baby. jus' sit tight, 'm close."

let's have a sleepover at mine <3 | submissions closed

[littlemissmentallyunstable]

@shattered-glass-roses

HAPPY BIRTHDAYYYY MADDDIEEE AHHHHH 💋😘

I HOPE U LITERALLY HAVEEE THE BEST DAY EVER ✨💓💗💕 YOU DESERVE THE WORLD AND MORE AND NEVER FORGET IT ���🥰😘🥰😘🥰😘

YOU WILL FOREVER BE THE MAX TO MY AVERY, THE LIA TO MY CASSIE AND THE BEAUTIFUL AMAZING SWEET MADDIE TO MY BELLA ✨💗💖💕💘🥰 I LOVE YOU SO MUCH GURL

I HOPE YOU HAVE THE BEST BIRTHDAY AND THE WORLD, HERE’S MY GIFT TO YOU…

title: maddie’s birthday

pairing: rohan mercy x maddie

Sunlight kissed the bedsheets as it desperately reached past the limits of the curtains. A golden haze spilled over the two bodies, curled up against each other, enough to wake one but not the other.

Rohan could only gaze at the girl lying in his arms. He didn’t think it was even possible to physically hold perfection until he’d met Maddie. She simply captivated him, in every way. From every delicate eyelash on her eyes to her rounded lips. Everything.

He smiled to himself as he gently brushed the hair from her face, trailing his fingers through the length, his fingers sliding past any loose knots with ease. Over and over he allowed the silky strands envelope his fingertips, repeating the day he had planned in his head over and over, until the action became absentminded, a second nature.

He glanced down again at her face, with the hair brushed from it now he could see all of her features so clearly. Softly he traced its contours with the most tender touch, resisting the urge to lean down and plant a kiss of her lips or forehead or nose one too many times.

In the silence of the morning, only broken occasionally by bird song and the odd car driving past, Rohan had almost too much time to think. His eyes fixated on Maddie and only she consumed his thoughts, not that she wouldn’t have done if he wasn’t looking at her.

She was bathed in the golden light streaming through the window, looking more goddess than girl. Rohan thought it was the perfect way for nature to describe her with a halo of liquid sunlight surrounding her.

He often felt like the luckiest man alive which wasn’t a feeling Rohan was accustomed to, given his childhood and time at the Devil’s Mercy. In fact he thought that luck might never be on his side. That was before he met Maddie.

Maddie was more than just the girl he was irrevocably in love with, she was his saviour. It was the first time he’d understood what it felt like to be loved and to love someone back even harder. She opened his eyes and heart which was a gift Rohan thought he could never repay her for.

He began to trace small circles up her left arm therapeutically, before he noticed the twitch in her lips. A soft sort of smile spread in her state of between sleep and being awake until her eyes fluttered open and adjusted to the golden hue of the room.

“Good morning darling,” Rohan smiled, his fingertips still drawing circles at the top of her arm.

She giggled, rubbing the sleep from her eyes, “morning.”

Her reply was sleepy, her words all mushing into one. Rohan found it adorable.

“You look so beautiful,” he murmured, eyes glued to her figure as if they are struggling to move away.

“Stop it,” she groaned burying her face into a pillow, muffling her reply, “you’re such a liar, I’ve just woken up!”

“And yet,” Rohan said, lifting Maddie’s head from the pillow and into his hands, “you’re still the most gorgeous person I’ve ever laid eyes on.”

“You flatter me too much,” she replied with a loving smile, letting the weight of her tired head fall into his palms.

“Happy birthday, my love,” he whispered, placing his lips on hers and indulging her into a morning kiss.

The motion was soft, almost velvety. He snaked an arm around her waist and pulled her closer to his body, the other hand working through her hair. They littered one another in gentle, sweet kisses before Rohan softly pulled away and walked towards the bedroom door.

“Where are you going?” Maddie cocked her head to the side, big confused eyes staring back at him.

“Why?” a smirk flashed across his face, “don’t you want me to?”

“I think we both know the answer to that,” she replied quietly, tugging his arm in attempts to get him back.

He smiled, curling his fingers around her palm, “meet me downstairs when you’re dressed,” he said ominously, a knowing smugness glittering in his eyes.

“Or…” she said, elongating the sound, “you could stay here.”

He paused, pretending to ponder it, “…nope!”

Her eyebrows pinched together as she tried to read his expression, “what are you up to?” she asked.

“No questions,” he responded, with a very Rohan grin, “you’re not allowed.”

“It’s my birthday,” she scoffed, “aren’t I supposed to be allowed to do whatever I want?”

“I said no questions,” he repeated with glee, “see you soon my love.”

“Rohan-“ she giggled, getting cut off with a quick kiss on the lips.

“No questions,” he sang as he spun around and left.

Alone in their room, Maddie laid back down. This was the first birthday she’d had with Rohan and already proving to be her favourite courtesy of good morning kisses.

Deep in thought, she realised one thing, she didn’t have a clue what to wear. She had a wardrobe full of clothes but what occasion was she dressing for, if she didn’t know Rohan’s plans then how could she coordinate an outfit.

She walked to the bedroom door opening it until it was only the slightest bit ajar and called out, “what am I meant to wear?”

Rohan’s voice floated back up the staircase only moments later, “whatever you want.”

“That’s not very helpful,” Maddie grumbled going to shut the door before something or rather someone pushed it back open.

“Who said I was helpful,” Rohan shrugged, suddenly making an appearance emerging from downstairs.

“Seriously Rohan,” she sighed, folding her arms.

“I’m being dead serious,” he winked, “wear whatever you’d like.”

“But what if it doesn’t match you or it’s too fancy or not fancy enough or-“

“No questions,” he said once more. Maddie couldn’t tell if it was annoying her or making her laugh.

“But-“

“Wear whatever and I’ll match you,” he shrugged, “sorted. Nothing is too fancy or not fancy enough. Just be you and it’ll all be perfect.”

Maddie couldn’t help it when the heat rose to her cheeks giving them a rosy tinge, so she ignored it and instead narrowed her eyes at him.

“What are you trying to work out,” he asked, tilting his head sideways.

She only grinned, unable to bite back the quick response, “no questions.”

He chuckled, a low sound from the back of his throat before tilting her chin up and placing a kiss on her lips. Then, as fast as before, he left again and Maddie was stood by a now shut door.

She shook her head with a small smile as she approached her wardrobe, flinging the large doors open. She wanted to wear something she loved, that made her feel special and brought her joy. Immediately she knew what dress she wanted.

Her eyes fell to a deep blue dress with fabric that flowed down with the illusion of an ocean. She’d fallen in love with it the moment she’d seen it in a display window and she would dare say that she’d fallen even harder now. Excited, she slipped into it, each edge of fabric clinging to her body as if it were cut exactly to fit her. Sapphire ripples of material enveloped her like waves. It was definitely her dress.

She then styled her hair before finally pairing the dress with some white heels and simple jewellery. Classy and pretty. She took a step back and admired herself in the full length mirror that stood in the corner. She felt amazing.

She cupped her hands around her mouth calling down the stairs, “I’m ready!”

Maddie waited, listening to Rohan’s approaching footsteps. She stood behind the door, a little away so when it opened it wouldn’t smack her straight in the face. From previous expense she’d unfortunately learnt that it was a painful experience. She smoothed down the waves of blue one final time, adjusting her hair again in the mirror with a small smile settled on her lips. The door opened slowly and on the other side there he stood.

Rohan stopped in his tracks. There weren’t many things in life that could make a man like him stop and stare but Maddie had always been one of them, especially now. All the air was momentarily sucked from his lungs but he didn’t desire oxygen, only to drink in every detail of her.

She was more than gorgeous, more than stunning, more than pretty. He struggled to find a word to describe her, none fit right, all were understatements. He took a mental picture of her in his dress with those shoes, that hair and her stunning smile. He knew already he’d revisit this mental picture every day until he died.

“You’re beautiful,” he managed to murmur, barely getting the words out.

“Didn’t you already tell me that this morning?” she smiled softly, “come on Rohan, you can’t reuse compliments like that.”

She radiated something like sunshine, yet it burned brighter, bolder. He didn’t know how she quite managed it.

“There’s not enough words,” he said, “to even begin to describe you.”

“Are you flirting with me?” Maddie teased, taking a step closer. The smell of her sweet perfume intoxicating him.

He tilted his head to the side, “maybe I am.”

“Hmmm,” she pondered, closing the place between them even further, “I hate to break it to you, but you’re really not my type.”

Rohan chuckled darkly, “oh really? I don’t recall you saying that before.”

“Yeah well,” she said, with love struck eyes, “I just felt sorry for you.”

“Why don’t you feel sorry for me again, just for today,” he grinned, “a man like me deserves a little pity every now and then.”

She laughed and then suddenly came to a realisation, “wait, you’re in a suit!”

He looked down, pretending to check his attire, “I am.”

She whacked his arm lightly, “how did you know it’d match me?”

“I didn’t, but I took an educated guess,” Rohan smirked, “believe it or not Maddie, I know you better than you know yourself and therefore it was a prediction that you’d pick this dress.”

“Sometimes I’m convinced you can read minds,” she said, as his arms found their way to her waist.

“Maybe I can,” he shrugged, “trick of the Mercy.”

“I’ll work it out someday,” she replied, determination flickering through her eyes for a fraction of a second.

“I have no doubt you will,” he agreed, kissing her forehead gently, “now, care to join me downstairs.”

He extended his arm out, to which she happily took hold of. The two of them walked downstairs together and Rohan guided her towards another shut door.

“Close your eyes,” he murmured, untangling his arm from hers and standing behind her.

She could feel his soft breath on the back of neck, the motion tickling her evoking a small giggle. She closed her eyes slowly, plunging herself into darkness.

Maddie felt as he moved away from her back and opened the door in front of her. She heard a brief rustling before Rohan’s steady voice once again.

“Hands out…”

Biting back an even wider smile, Maddie opened her arms out. Something was placed in them, weighted but not heavy. There was a plastic-y feel to it.

“You can open your eyes now,” he said softly.

A bouquet of perfect roses lay in her outstretched hands, the prettiest, deepest of reds, all full and bloomed. The sweet scent of them delicately floated through the air around reminding Maddie of the rose water perfume she used to make as a child.

“Oh my gosh! I love them!” she exclaimed, rising on her tiptoes and kissing him on the cheek, “thank you!”

“You’re welcome princess,” he said, guiding her into the room further.

Maddie hadn’t even realised the decorations until she’d looked around for the second time. Navy blue and gold balloons were scattered all over the room, a smooth tablecloth was set on the table and there were banners hung from doors and shelves. She squealed in joy and flung herself into his arms to show her gratitude. Had Rohan not had the reflexes he did they would’ve both been in trouble, but he caught her with ease, laughing at her reaction.

Golden stars hung from the ceiling on the strings, each engraved with words Maddie noticed. She walked towards them and tentatively took one between her fingers to read it.

21st July - the day I realised I loved you

“We were at the beach,” he murmured softly from behind her, “and those kids wanted someone to bury under the sand and I couldn’t bring myself to turn them down, so they-“

“Buried you under the sand,” she finished, “and turned you into a mermaid, you had a tail and everything.”

“And you were laughing at me,” he continued, “trying not to, but dismally failing.”

She turned to face him, smooth chocolate eyes glued to his, “and that’s when you fell in love with me?”

He shook his head gently, “no I think I’ve been in love with you since the day I met you Mads, but I only realised that day. When I saw you there laughing I realised what all the feelings meant, what you meant to me.”

“You’re going to make me cry,” she mumbled, glossy eyed as she bit the inside of her cheek.

“Don’t cry,” Rohan replied, cupping her face in his hands, “I hate it when you cry.”

Silently she wrapped her arms around him and buried her face into the crook of his neck. Naturally he encased her into his chest, his arms resting on the small of her back, muscles tight against her sides.

“Thank you so so much,” she whispered in his ear.

“You don’t need to thank me my love,” he grinned pulling away to kiss the top of her head, “I’m glad you like it.”

“Like is an understatement,” she sniffed, eyes skimming over a few more of the stars, each with a date and a memory on them.

They were all so beautifully crafted, a gift straight from a bleeding, beating heart. This was one hundred percent going into her top ten life moments.

“So…” Rohan said, “I may or may not have a few things planned.”

“Ooo,” she replied, mocking his British accent, “do tell kind sir.”

He shook his head with a smirk, “I went for the element of surprise this year.”

“Interesting,” she narrowed her eyes.

“So sometime after breakfast, when you feel like it, we’re going to get in the car and I’m going to take you somewhere,” he explained.

“Let me guess,” Maddie sighed, “I don’t get to know the somewhere.”

He smiled broadly giving her the answer before the words even left his lips. She sighed.

“You’re getting good at this little game Maddie,” he replied.

***

After breakfast, Maddie was anxious to find out the mystery location so naturally wanted to get going as soon as possible, which Rohan had predicted, not that he’d told her that.

So they wrapped up in long coats and scarves and walked to the car. It was one of those cold days in January that is both icy and sunny at the same time. Freezing but glistening with beauty.

The drive, to Maddie, was like one elongated pain staking road that lasted for eternity. She was currently playing a silent guessing game with herself: ‘where is Rohan taking me?’ She listed about a hundred different places it could be but when he didn’t make the turning or exit the road the way she thought he might she discarded the idea.

“Are we nearly there?” she asked, feeling as much like an impatient child as she sounded

He laughed, “nearly.”

What Maddie found odd was that she recognised every road but couldn’t work out where they might lead to. Eventually they wound up on a street she knew very well. As the car stopped excitement blossomed in her chest.

She looked at Rohan with her eyebrows raised, “we’re outside a bookstore…”

“Yes,” he nodded, not giving any of his so called ‘plans’ away, “we are.”

“My favourite bookstore in the whole world,” she continued, unable to contain her happiness.

“I’m glad you noticed,” Rohan grinned, adoring to see her so bouncy, so glowy.

“On my birthday,” she said.

His eyes flickered the screen of his phone as it flashed up the date, “uh-huh it does seem it is that day.”

“What are we doing here then?” she asked him.

“You’ll see,” he replied ominously.

“But-“

“You have got to stop asking questions Maddie, love,” he smiled slyly as he stepped out of the car. He swiftly walked around and opened the door for her, extending his hand. Gratefully she took it, letting herself be guided out.

“It’s not my fault I’m curious when I’m being left in the dark,” she told him, continuing the conversation.

“You’re so overdramatic,” Rohan rolled his eyes as he began to walk towards the entrance of the bookshop.

Maddie gaped and stared at him, “says the biggest drama queen in the world!”

“I am not,” he replied quickly, his cheeks colouring slightly.

“Need I remind you of the spider incident,” she asked, raising a challenging eyebrow.

His face heated up further, turning a deeper shade of red. Maddie thought it was adorable.

“It was massive,” he defended.

“It was the tiniest spider I’ve ever seen,” she rolled her eyes, proving the size with the width of her fingers. He gently slapped them away.

“It was crawling towards me,” Rohan shuddered, “what did you want me to do, let it eat me alive?”

She snorted, shaking her head.

“Imagine your life without me,” he said trying to further prove the point, as if being eaten alive by a spider was a perfectly plausible fear to have.

“It’s what I dream about,” she winked back.

His jaw hung slack in offence and Maddie could only giggle at his expression. An odd warmth flooded through the left side of Rohan’s chest when she did, a sound so beautiful and melodic he wished its play on repeat forever, just like the image of her walking out in that dress this morning.

“Only joking,” Maddie stuck her tongue out playfully, “you’re alright I suppose,” she joked once more.

“I’m abused,” he deadpanned, shaking his head sadly.

“You don’t mind it though,” she said with a lopsided grin, “do you?”

“If it means I get it look in your eyes every day, not one bit,” he said, stopping in his tracks as he pulled her in closer. Softly he brushed his lips over hers as she returned the gesture.

“You, Rohan,” she muttered, once they’d pulled away, “are something else.”

He tugged her hand and guided her into the bookshop, not that she was complaining about that. She took in the rows upon rows of shelves of books and felt right a home. Slowly Maddie inhaled, the sheer smell of books intoxicated her into feeling the urge to buy the whole damn store. Heaven. It was heaven.

“I feel like I’m home,” she murmured, not realising she’d even said the words aloud before they’d left her lips.

He smiled softly.

“I know I’m being cheesy,” she said sheepishly, cheeks a little pink, too pink to just blame them on the cold, “but let me have this.”

“I love how cheesy you are,” he shrugged, wrapping his arms around her from behind.

She scrunched her face up, “liar.”

“No, I do,” he said earnestly, “really.”

She kissed his cheek again gently before he spun her around to face him, a spark igniting in his eyes.

“Okay,” he said, “first challenge, are you ready?”

Maddie raised a brow in question, “challenge?”

“You have two minutes to run around and pick out as many books you want,” he grinned.

Maddie only felt her excitement grow. She was in a stunning dress, in the centre of a bookstore with the world’s best boyfriend on her birthday being offered a book buying challenge. What could get better than this?

“What’s the catch?” she asked, never play with a Mercy boy without asking the catch.

“After the two minutes, that’s it,” he replied, “so choose wisely.”

She grimaced, “no pressure then.”

“None at all,” Rohan said smoothly.

“When does my time start?” Maddie asked, realising suddenly she didn’t even have a watch to time herself.

“Now!”

Her eyes widened and she immediately started running. She’d been her one too many times and knew exactly what she was looking for. Immediately she regretted choosing white heels of all shoes to wear but pushed through, feeling like one of her favourite book heroines running around in a ballgown for dear life. She speedily collected a bunch from the YA section before sprinting to romance section with only thirty seconds left to spare.

She couldn’t help but laugh as she did, Rohan was behind her the whole time, running as well with a basket in his hand for her to unload books into. She wondered how they looked to the other customers, probably like a couple of lunatics. They were both dressed in formal wear, running around a bookstore laughing, practically clearing shelves of their contents.

But Maddie didn’t even care, she felt like she was living in a scene from one of her romance books and that was the best gift anyone couldn’t ever given her. Breathless and arms full of books she returned to Rohan when he called time.

He was ready with his basket for the book overload, “happy?” he asked, nodding to her pile.

“Are you kidding!” she squealed, still panting a little, “this is crazy, I have enough books for who knows how long here!”

Rohan eyed what she placed in the basket with a conflicted look on his face. He pursed his perfect lips, “I’m not sure it’s enough.”

“What do you mean?” Maddie stared in question.

“I think you could pick out a few more,” he shrugged lightly.

She raised her eyebrows, “but you said that would be it.”

“I lied,” he smiled with a quick wink, “second challenge, you can get as many books as you can carry in your arms in one journey from here and back.”

Her cheeks flushed, “seriously?”

“Do I look like I’m kidding,” Rohan asked, his sincere face on.

“Are you aware of how expensive books are?” Maddie asked him.

He leant back into the shelf behind him with his arms folded, “are you aware that I don’t care?”

“Rohan-“

“Money isn’t of any consequence to me sweetheart,” he said, “go and get more books.”

Maddie bit the bottom of her lip to stop her smile from getting any wider for fear her jaw might dislocate, “I seriously love you right now.”

“Why thank you,” he replied, “I’ll remind you that you said that when I forget to do the washing.”

“I’m still convinced you forget on purpose,” she tusked.

“I do,” he shrugged with a playful smirk.

“You cheeky little-“

“Books, carry, now, go.”

He spun her around and gave her a gentle shove forwards.

“Fine,” she said, looking back over her shoulder, “but we’re coming back to this conversation later.”

Rohan didn’t reply so Maddie took the opportunity to have a deeper look. Unlike the last round, this time she could actually take her time and choose some books she really wanted to read. She only began to realise how difficult this challenge was when she realised she had so many books she’d have to carry them with both arms, not allowing her a third arm to pick up more books.

So, after a few questionable improvised moves she decided that there was no possible way she could hold anymore. Her arms physically burnt under the weight of them all.

“Done?” Rohan asked as she approached him.

“Uh-huh,” she strained, struggling to speak under the heaviness.

He chuckled and took them from her adding them all to a second basket.

“I think this is a library’s worth,” she told him, admiring them already.

“Are you excited?” he said.

“Excited doesn’t even cover a fraction of how I feel right now,” she exclaimed.

He pulled her face into hers, indulging in her taste in the middle of surrounded by romance books.

“Good,” he said against her lips, as they ended the kiss.

“I can’t believe you even-“

“Ba ba ba ba,” he raised a hand to stop her , “we’re not done yet.”

“How can we not be done yet?” she laughed, brushing hair from her face as her eyes scanned over the two full baskets of books they already had.

“For the final challenge,” he grinned, “you can buy as many books as you can manage to balance on your head, but the one that makes them all fall over, you can’t keep.”

Maddie laughed, “you’re crazy!”

“Well I’m channelling my inner Maddison,” he shrugged.

“I hate to say it but you’re doing a really good job,” she replied, picking her first book and balancing it on her head.

He laughed lightly and watched she added more and more. She walked around, arms out, taking small and graceful steps so she could reach the books she wanted without jeopardising the ones on her head.

Rohan stared at her, now six books balanced on her head and the brightest of fires burning in her eyes. He wished he could write this moment on one of the golden stars currently hanging in their kitchen.

“You look stunning,” he smiled, eyes never leaving her figure.

“I feel like I’m in finishing school,” she snorted, carefully taking a seventh book from the shelf in attempts to balance it, but it was one too many and the pile toppled over.

Luckily between them, they caught the falling books and none were damaged in the process. The six Maddie had managed to sustain on her head Rohan added to the badge.

“Ready to pay or do you want to browse some more?” he offered.

“I’m ready,” she nodded, almost overwhelmed with the sheer amount of books she now had.

“Let’s go then,” he grinned, kissing her cheek as he lifted the baskets, practically spilling over with books.

“Rohan, are you serious?” she made sure, touching his upper arm.

He flicked his wallet from his pocket, “does this look serious?”

“You’re going to go broke,” Maddie shook her head, chuckling.

“Oh sweetheart, do you know my connections?” he scoffed, “I’m with the devil’s mercy, even if I were going to go broke, I wouldn’t.”

***

Maddie stood back looking an entire set of shelves now full of books, all new, all beautiful, all hers. She could barely believe it, the moment didn’t feel real.

“I still can’t believe you actually got me all of them,” she hummed. admiring her full shelf, “my tbr is now actually infinite.”

“Worth every penny to see your smile,” Rohan said, pulling her down onto his lap.

“Well if you wanted to see my smile,” she murmured, “you could’ve just asked.”

“Can I taste it instead?” he whispered.

“If you can stop staring,” she replied, a soft giggle the back of her throat.

The kiss started off as a slow gently movement, sweet and drawn out. Each collision a delicate touch, sending fluttering feelings all through their bodies. Rohan deepened the kiss, hands gripping the small of her back. The passion and heat rose up a level and the kisses became more rapid, more feverish. Maddie’s heart thumped in her chest going at double speed.

Eventually, realising they needed air again the kisses slowed, going back to the gentle motions from the beginning, allowing them to regain some oxygen back and not fully break away. When they finally did, Maddie found herself curled up against Rohan’s chest, his arms tightly around her.

She thought back to the stars in the kitchen, how the 21st of July was the first time Rohan realised he’d fallen in love with her. She’d fallen so long before, 18th of March she recalled.

He’d taken her to the beach and the two of them were sat on a towel watching the sunset. She remembered how he’d smiled at her, how special it made her feel. She saw so vividly the exact second she realised all those stories about just knowing ‘the one’ were all too real.

“Do you want cake,” Rohan murmured into her neck, reeling her in from the pleasant memory, like awaking her from a dream she was desperate to go back to sleep to restart again.

She pulled away from him, to meet his eye, “cake?” she questioned.

“Usually on birthdays there’s a cake right?” he asked in reply.

She laughed, “you know what I mean.”

He beamed, lifting her up over his shoulder. She gasped and clung tight to his arms upside down. Through fits of laughter she managed to ask to be put down but Rohan pretended he didn’t understand what she was saying and carried her all the way to the kitchen.

Eventually he placed her down in front of the table on which a mysterious white box had appeared. She glanced at Rohan and he gave a her a subtle nod telling her to open it. Slowly she lifted the lid from the box and the four cardboard walls also dropped revealing a perfect red velvet cake inside.

The layers were light and fluffy, a beautiful red that reminded Maddie of her roses from the morning. The layers of cake were sandwiches together with decadently thick helpings of white frosting. The decoration on top was so flawless, she couldn’t even believe it was all edible.

“Did you make this?” she asked in awe.

“Yes,” he said quickly.

“Liar liar pants on fire,” she sang in a teasing tone, of course she already knew before she asked that he never made it.

Rohan and cooking were not two words you found in the same sentence unless joined with a negative words, like burnt or destroyed.

“Fine so maybe I got Gigi to ask Grayson to ask Jameson to ask Avery to ask Libby to make it,” he said with an eye roll, “but I did try to make it.”

Maddie but the inside of her cheek to stop her laughter, “and how did that one go?”

He sighed looking pained to admit it, “remember the night before last when you stayed at Avery’s?”

“Yeah?” Maddie said, curiosity gnawing at her insides.

“There was a reason,” he said.

She grinned, “care to delve into that one?”

“Maybe at my funeral, darling,” he responded, making her laugh airily.

“Why at your funeral,” she replied.

“Because a) you can’t speak ill of the dead,” he explaining putting up one finger, “and b) if I tell you before it might cause my funeral.”

She tipped her head back and giggled airily, “you know I’m literally going to ask Avery later.”

“She’ll lie for me,” he shrugged smoothly, knowing full well that it was a complete nonsense.

“No she won’t,” she replied.

“Believe me, she doesn’t even want you knowing what went down in that kitchen,” he scoffed.

“Hmmm,” she hummed, folding her arms giving him a quizzical stare, “sure.”

“Come on, I’m putting on a movie so we can eat cake,” Rohan said.

“You’re changing the subject,” she said, tapping the end of his nose with her index finger.

“How about Wicked?” he responded, ignoring her comment.

Maddie stopped in her tracks, “but you hate that movie, you whine like a child that’s been told to eat their vegetables whenever I put it on.”

“Then agree before I change my mind,” he shrugged coolly.

She stuck her tongue out and grabbed two plates, “fine.”

***

The credits rolled across the screen, music soft in the background. Two plates now only covered in red crumbs and smudges of icing sat on the table. The cake had been the best thing she’d ever eaten and she made a mental note to show Libby her gratitude.

Maddie had her head of Rohan’s shoulder, far too comfortable to bother to reach for the control to change the endless list of names on her screen. Rohan smiled down at her, brushing a loose strand of hair from her face.

“You’re cute when you’re sleepy,” he murmured.

“I’m not sleepy,” she protested, still not moving betraying her true state, “just comfortable.”

“So comfortable your eyes are closing, huh?” he laughed.

“Exactly,” she stuck her tongue out before nuzzling further into him.

“Well don’t fall asleep just yet,” he said, reaching into his back pocket.

Curious, Maddie perked up, sitting upright, eyeing the mystery. Rohan produced a box and handed it to her with a trademark smile.

“Happy birthday, beautiful.”

Her jaw hung slack as the delicate box is placed in her palm, “but you already got me books!”

“So?” he shrugged, “I like spoiling you, you deserve it.”

“I love you,” she replied, gazing at him practically with hearts in her eyes.

“I love you too,” he grinned, adoring how she looked in this moment, “but I know the curiously is killing you so just open the box, sweetheart.”

He was, of course, right on the money again. Her curiosity was washing its way through her bloodstream and straight to her brain. Slowly she undid the ribbon tying it altogether and gently removed the lid from the box.

Inside was the most gorgeous necklace she’d ever seen. The most delicate silver chain with a silver heart charm on it. The charm had tiny sparkling jewels on it, each glinted in the light.

“Rohan I don’t even know what to say,” she gasped, not able to tear her eyes away from the sheer beauty of it.

“That’s okay,” he murmured, “last time I checked kissing didn’t require any conversation.”

Maddie smiled, “I suppose you’re right.”

Their faces neared and they fell into a rhythm of small, sweet kisses. They were gentle and kind. Maddie wondered if he could feel her gratitude as much as she meant it.

“I love you,” she said breathlessly.

“Not as much as I love you,” he whispered, wrapping his arms around her.

MADDIE I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THISSS 💗💗 I LOVE YOU SO SO MUCHHH

THANK YOU FOR ALWAYS BEING THERE TO TALK AND BEING SUPPORTIVE OF ME AND MY WORK!! YOURE ONE OF SWEETEST PEOPLE I KNOWWW 💘💖💓💗 AND IM SO GLAD WE MET

HAPPY BIRTHDAY <33

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Your Caregiver head cannons for Mike = chefs kiss 💋!

Anyways if you taking requests I think it would be and adorable scene to have CG!Mike bring Little!reader ( fem or gn ) a cute stuffie ( I’m OBSESSED with whale sharks and would actually crumble if someone gave me a whale shark plush ) after they’ve had a rough week and it’s all cute ! If not that’s totally ok ! Have a wonderful day/night and stay healthy! 💙

HI ANGEL tysm for reading <3 today is world basking shark day so i thought i’d get to ur request today 🫡 thank u for the kind words, here’s a drabble for u

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You were so tired. Work and life in general had caught up to you this week and you just wanted to relax. So, you found yourself at the Schmidts’ house, home to two of the most beloved people in your life: Mike and Abby. You had a special relationship with the former and the latter could lighten up your day no matter how bad it was.

But you unfortunately realized that it was still Friday, a weekday, and Abby would still be at school. And Mike’s car wasn’t in the driveway so you used your key to get in and bundled yourself up in blankets on the couch.

You were mindlessly watching the television when Mike came home through the front door. “Mikey!” You greeted him when he came in, peering around the couch to look at him. He saw you in your bundle of blankets and gave you a small smile when he realized you were most likely regressed.

“Hi, baby.” he said back, putting his things down on the dining table before coming over to you. He then ruffled your hair and kissed your forehead. “How was your week?” The question caused you to frown, your brain busy trying not to recall the reasons you had regressed in the first place.

Mike saw this and his smile dimmed slightly before brightening up a bit. “I just remembered. I got something for you. I left it in the car; I’ll be right back.” You perked up at the sudden change in subject, your eyes never leaving Mike as he walked back out the front door.

When he came in the second time after being gone for a minute, he was holding something behind his back. You sat up expectantly with bright eyes. “What is it, Mikey?” You had begun to stim, rocking back and forth on the couch in excitement. The aforementioned man smirked slightly and showed you what he was holding.

It was a big stuffed animal, a whale shark. You squealed in excitement as you beheld one of your favorite animals ever in a huge plush form. You made grabby hands and it made Mike laugh, something that also delighted you. He handed it to you and you squeezed it, reveling in the softness of it.

“Thank you, Mikey!” You chirped appreciatively, still remembering your manners. “You’re welcome.” Mike sat down with you, grinning fondly as your ran your hands over the shark again and again. You didn’t have very many materials things as never having too much money was something you had in common with Mike. He had to have known how much it would mean to you (and you would question him over the cost of it later when you weren’t regressed).

“What are you going to name him? Or her?” Mike hummed, getting comfortable by leaning back. “I think ‘m gonna call him… MJ!” You had already had an idea in your head of what you would name your first stuffie: something that meant a lot to you. “Do the letters stand for anything?”

“Mikey Junior!” You grinned. Mike blinked owlishly in a stupor before smiling again. He leaned forward towards you and peppered your face in a multitude of kisses. “I love you, baby.” He said softly, almost unheard from the amount of giggles you were emitting. “I love you too, Mikey.”

[fiyaa-xoxo]

Hi, there! :D🌼

First time ordering here (I hope I do it right). If it's not too much trouble I would like to request

Type: Fic or Headcanon (I leave it to your preference) (Romantic)

Reader: Female

Scenary: A scenario where Silver has a stressful week: (fell asleep more often in class, fails in his training, etc.) So he grab her partner (on a day off)Him to de-stress, he begins to kiss his partner with needy and very long kisses, 💕perhaps ending up a little suggestive at the end🤭❤️‍🔥💋 coff coff(I'll leave it to your preference)

I have the Headcanon that Silver is addicted to kisses so if he needs to de-stress. Needs A LOT of kisses. ⚔️

If my order does not convince you, you can discard it without problems, but if not, take your time and without pressure, thank you . I hope to place more orders here more often !(with your willingness of course)

Darling,Your kiss melt's away my stress.

Silver

✧˚ · .In the midst of the whimsical chaos that is Night Raven College, Silver found himself ensnared in the tendrils of stress, his usually composed demeanor unraveling like an ancient spell book. A week fraught with challenges, from nodding off in class to stumbling through his training sessions, left him yearning for respite. Desperate for a reprieve, he sought solace in the only sanctuary he knew - the presence of his partner, y/n.

✧˚ · .On a rare day off, Silver, with an air of vulnerability he seldom displayed, sought out Him. The weight of the week's troubles lingered in his eyes as he pulled Him into a secluded nook, away from the prying eyes of the bustling school. The aura of stress dissipated momentarily, replaced by an unspoken understanding that y/n was his anchor, his haven.

✧˚ · .In that hidden corner of the library, Silver's desperation manifested in the tenderest of embraces. His kisses, usually composed and measured, now carried a sense of urgency. Needy and prolonged, each kiss sought to convey a multitude of emotions - frustration, yearning, and a plea for comfort. Y/n, attuned to Silver's unspoken language, responded in kind, reciprocating the intensity of each kiss.

✧˚ · .As the minutes ebbed away, the atmosphere shifted, the kisses becoming more than just a balm for stress. A subtle suggestion lingered in the air, the boundary between affection and desire blurring. Silver's hands traced paths of comfort, fingers entwined, a silent agreement forged in the shared breaths of passion.

✧˚ · .In that stolen moment, amidst the backdrop of Twisted Wonderland's enchanting chaos, Silver found solace. The stress of the week dissipated in the shared warmth of their connection, and as the suggestive whispers of their shared intimacy lingered, she knew that this stolen respite was a spell of their own making—a sanctuary woven from love and the need for solace.

✧˚ · ."what has gotten you in such mood silver?" y/n says as they broke the kiss. Silver looks away for a moment before answer. "School and training mainly" silver replies. Y/n rubs the back of silvers head as he rests his head on her chest. As she kissed the top of silvers forehead humming a little tune causing him to slowly drift off to a peaceful wonderland....

✧˚ · . As silver falls a sleep, some birds stand on the ledge of the window singing a tune along side you. Who ever walks by the area u two are, it truly would look like a sight straight out of a fairy tail book.

BONUS:

✧˚ · . You yourself have also fallen into a deep slumber under your boyfriend. Without the both of yours knowledge some pairs of feet have stumbled into this wonderful sight "Shush you two don't wake them up, i'm still not done taking photo's!!" the bat fae said. "So this is where silver has been. He sure is growing up well" said malleus. "But lilia-sama and waka-sama we have training to be at!!"

✧˚ · . "Shush Sebek, its not wrong to take a break once and a while especially if its with someone you love" Said Lilia as he took more photos in every angle faely possible. "Come now you two lets go before they awake." "Alright Malleus" "Yes Waka-sama"!!

Requests are open!! ^^

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[sturns4thisbitch]

“next door neighbor”

-matt sturniolo pt.3 finale

warnings: SMUT, fluff, a bit of breeding, soft!dommatt, unprotected sex (wrap it b4 u tap it!), pet names (baby, sweetheart, ma, my girl, pretty girl, good girl), use of y/n

pt 1, pt 2

recap

“yeah but everything just fits you so well”

i blushed, hard.

“i- not like that” he covered his face in embarrassment

“i’m so sorry, i wasn’t trying to be weird”

“no, i know” i smiled walking towards him

-

“you know hm?” he smiled looking up as i walked right in front of him

“mhm” i bit my lip and he slid his hands around my waist bringing my closer to him

“god, you’re beautiful.” i blushed even more

“can i?” he lifts my top

“please” i mumble as he slides it off, kissing my neck softly

“fuck baby, i need you” he groaned against my neck

“yeah? you have me.”

he sat me on my bed and quickly unbuckled and unbuttoned his pants, sliding them down. i looked up at him and i started palming his through his boxers, he threw his head back and groaned.

“fuckkk y/n i’m not gonna last long”

“me neither baby it’s okay”

he gripped my thighs and kicked off his jeans and climbed on top of me

“are you sure you want this?”

“yes- fuck matt i need you” i whined

he pulled down my shorts and revealed my black thong.

“this all for me pretty girl?”

“mhmm fuck matt stop teasing”

he made circles on my clit through my panties before pulling them off of me

“ngh~ fuckk”

he massaged my boobs through my bra and i threw my head back as he started kissing the skin around my bra, licking a bit as he made his way back down my body, he yanked off his shirt and placed many kisses on my clit and licked a stripe up my folds

“shit matt holy-“ he took his dick out of his boxers and slid them down slightly, rubbing his tip on my folds, which made me whimper like crazy, he was huge.

“fuck baby, so wet for me”

“m-mghh please matt~”

he reached out his hand

“spit, y/n” i reluctantly spit and he used my spit as a lubricant to stroke himself

“this might hurt a little, okay?”

“okay” i whined as he slowly entered me

letting me adjust to his size

“move please!” i whined he pumped into me slowly

“good girl, taking me so well” he groaned

“faster matt!” i threw my head back as he quickened his speed, pumping into me quickly

“fuck baby, i’m close” he panted in my ear

“me too”

his voice in my ear was so raspy and breathy it had me even closer to the edge

“where do you want it sweetheart?”

“in me please”

“yeah? you want me to fuck my kids into you?”

“matt please”

he came inside of me, painting my walls with his warm liquid as he groaned

“fuckk so tight, i feel you clenching ma, let go for me” and i did.

“nghhh~ FUCK MATT” i screamed as i came hard. he smiled and kissed my forehead

“you’re so pretty, did so well my girl”

i smiled and we cuddled for the rest of the night until we eventually fell asleep

authors note:

hey bitchess, series is over, it was a very short one but i need a matt in my life. anywhoo lowkey i think i ate but lmk in the comments 💋

[melodygatesauthor]

Hi my dear! Wishing you the happiest of birthdays!! I am IN LOVE with how you write Poe so could I request a little schmexy smuttiness with everyone’s favorite pilot? 😏

Maybe something along the lines of:

“Who would have thought that this is something that you’re into?”

Have to be on anon so but promise to send u the cutest pic of my pupper in messages!!

💋 @bit-dodgy-innit

Black Leader

Poe Dameron X f!Reader

YES @bit-dodgy-innit thank you for this prompt bb. You're gonna like this one. Gotta give @welcometostayingawake a little ty for brainstorming with me a bit. Hope you like it!

Tags/Warnings: NSFW, smut, pwp, p in v creampie

Word Count: 398

“Oh, fuck baby, that feels so good.” You groaned.

Poe was sweating, dark curls completely disheveled and stuck to his forehead while he continued thrusting into you. He bit his lip before leaning down and taking one of your nipples into his mouth. His tongue flicked over the hardened peak.

“Y-yeah baby, oh that feels…mm.” You let out a small chuckle, “keep fucking me just like that…Black Leader.”

Poe looked up from your tit with his jaw still open. You weren’t sure why you’d said it, but Poe’s face was dead serious when he looked at you. You wondered if it had offended him somehow. He thrusted into you again, not too offended I guess, you thought.

“Say it again.” He urged, starting to move his hips even faster.

A smirk played over your lips, “Black…Leader.” You moaned out slowly.

“F-fuck.” He said, voice raw and wrecked.

You giggled, “who woulda thought this is something you’re into?”

He let out a low growl before burying his face into your neck. He used one of his hands to grab your hip, angling himself deeper. Poe was so big, you felt the tip nearly pressing at your cervix. He grunted again before nipping at your earlobe. His breath was hot against your skin

“Like it when you call me that.”

“You like when I call you…mm…Black Leader?”

He shuddered, “yeah.”

“You gonna come for me then?” You reached your arm down and squeezed his firm asscheek.

“Yeah, yes.” He started fucking into you faster, harder, slamming the headboard against the wall.

He put his body weight on you, holding you tight with his face still against your ear. His moaning was deafeningly arousing, shooting waves to your core. When he started pressing small kisses along your jawline is when you lost all control.

“Oh my, ah.” You lost all sense as your cunt clamped down over his fat cock.

“Yeah, yeah baby feels so…uh.”

Poe’s cock pulsated while he filled you to the brim with his hot seed. You loved the way he moaned so deeply when he came, especially when he was so closely pressed against you. His hips slowed and he kissed your cheek gently.

“Alright baby.” You patted his side, “we have to get back to work.”

He leaned back and looked at you, “not a chance, we’re going again, and you better keep calling me that.”

Melody's Birthday Celebration

Masterlist

[phoenixfangs]

💋 and 🧣!

HOLDING UR HANDS AND PRESSING OUR FOREHEADS TOGETHER AND LEVITATING WHILE WE EMIT AN ETHEREAL GLOW!!!!! kim and i share custody of feiga and so much of what makes feiga feel like A Person in my head instead of a concept that gets abandoned (like most of my ocs, rip) comes from kim, ILU KIM U WERE IN THE DELIVERY ROOM WITH ME FOR 37 HOURS WHILE WE BIRTHED OUR SWEET PUPPY!!!! ❤️

💋 is ur oc a good kisser? have they kissed anyone before? do they even enjoy kissing? what was their first kiss like in comparison to their most recent? | LATE 20S VIRGIN!!!!!!!! has never had a Real Kiss. she never would have had time for relationships or fooling around, not as a teenager living in the tundra with Just her family around (and even if they still lived in a proper village/town, she was Much too repressed to first of all acknowledge her sexuality, let alone indulge in it), and not as a young adult in her training where that kind of fraternization was punished harshly. cold, dead-inside assassins dont kiss!!! she doesnt even realize she Has a sexuality until she has her run-in with riza, at which point she goes basically crazy with lust shes still Trying to repress now that she has Awakened to her raging lesbianism fjdsklfjsal. whenever she DOES have her first kiss, she is so scared and stiff. shes that meme thats like 'doesnt know how to kiss while the other person has their mouth open expecting tongue'. i think she probably prefers Other intimate activities over kissing anyway, if the kissing is foreplay then she has like No patience for it and would rather put her mouth to work. Elsewhere ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) once she gets over her repression and accepts her carnal need for muff

🧣what comforts ur oc? is it an item? an action? a person? whatever it is, how and why does it comfort them? | basically any action where she feels In Control. the most discomforted she gets is when she feels like things are slipping, like she is slipping, and losing a handle on herself or a situation. oh, she missed her mark (riza, and also to a lesser extent roy but this aint about him) for the first time like Ever and now the mark has clipped her shoulder with a lucky shot (also a first), and gotten away? she is now going to throw away all protocol And her contract to personally kidnap her mark and torture/kill her with her bare hands. that will make her not feel like everything is crashing down around her! it will surely not backfire and spin even more wildly Out of her control and put a target on Her back, forcing her to flee her homeland! oh, riza is going to beat her in a brawl and spare her life despite begging to be put out of her misery before she is captured/tortured/killed by her military for deserting/becoming useless to them, and now shes also feeling intense lust towards riza because shes beautiful and kind and feigas sexual awakening? time to help riza escape the country and never see her again because the only course of action here is to Get That Woman The Hell Away From Me Before I Explode. Badly.

eventually i think beth becomes a greater source of comfort for feiga and helps her cope with things when they fall out of her control, and just hearing beths words of encouragement and belief and faith in feiga, as well as her physical presence and affection, does a lot if she finds herself stressed over whatever. also BEACH TRIPS!!! feiga needs the ocean. she needs to sit in the sand and listen to the waves and ponder the deep dark. it will heal her.

[nottsangel]

arina!! have a beautiful day today love you lots 💋🧸

(i did give you your forehead kiss and teddy bear right????)

lily you’re too sweet 🙁🙁🙁🩷 you’re probably sleeping now but i hope you’ll have a lovely day too and im giving u lots of hugs n kisses rn