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[sysig]

Scriabin and Edgar eating crepes for requestober !!

Day 8 - Delicious silence

[tac-the-unseen]

The Lost boys x Reader bathing headcanons

Slight NSFW

•There are a couple ways the boys bathe

•there's actually a giant pool in the back of the cave that's connected to the ocean via tunnels

•Sometimes they just use a public restroom to freshen up. But they use the caves pool more often

•they have it completely decked out

•Shampoo, conditioner, body wash, body scrub, bath bombs, loofahs, everything

•And they take bath time very seriously

•It's a time no one play fights or really even speaks

•It's scary quiet

•All of them turn uncharacteristically soft and gentle with each other. They take their time bathing and washing each other

•While it's started with David's ‘No splashing’ Rule it turned to really soft and romantic

•It's a bonding/mate/pack activity they all value and look forward to

•Vampire Bats Bond with each other by grooming and cleaning off debris

•All of them turn uncharacteristically soft and gentle with each other

•Paul and Marko shut up for once in their unnatural lives, Dwayne and David are unnaturally touchy

•They all want to wash you off and expect the same from you

•Is there some (not so) light groping and touching but it only goes farther when the bath is done

•David loves to wash your face

•Dwayne loves to wash your hair

•Paul loves to wash your chest

•Marko loves to wash your arms and waist

•They all enjoy you washing them anywhere but do have specific spots they love you washing

•David loves when you wash his chest, it makes him feel strong and masculine

•Dwayne and Paul like it when you wash their hair, They both like that it feels very intimate (And they need a little help washing all that hair)

•Marko likes it when you wash his back, he feels safe and strong

•David has Charcoal shampoo

•Dwayne has Cinnamon and Apple shampoo

•Paul has Mint and chocolate Shampoo

•Marko has Lavender and coconut Shampoo

•They do try and mix the scents together to use it on you, when you refuse the horrible concoction, they pout a bit but respect it

•Afterward they dry each other off and drag themselves to the nest to cuddle (whether they are clothed or not is based off on how tired they are)

•The smell of weed, leather, sweat, and hair gel comes back the next night

Thanks for reading <3

I'm still working on the requests! I just take a long time on one-shot! Promise, they're coming out soon!

[mrshowlettsgarden]

hiiii can i please request prompt 11? thank u!!

─➭ i got two requests for this prompt! ugh, I wish somebody would hold my hand the way logan would. hope you guys love this one! - kaya <3 (prompt list)

Hold My Hand, Please - Logan Howlett: the one where you get anxious, and he notices

─➭ pairing: Logan Howlett x professor!fem!reader

─➭ content warning: prompt #11, very mild anxiety, comfort, soft!logan

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Logan noticed right away when he first met you that you play with your fingers when you're nervous. But after the last few months he’s spent his time with you since he came to the mansion, you do it when you’re stressed too. Whether you're caught in an uncomfortable situation, you’re thinking, or simply when he’s around you.

But for the last reason he hasn't come to that conclusion yet and he does not need to know that he makes you nervous in a good way. 

Sometimes you tap each finger on the opposite hand with your thumb once or even twice per finger. Other times if you’re wearing a ring or rings you continuously turn the ring over and over again, along with turning it the opposite direction. Another time he’s seen you pick at the skin of your fingers but that one is a rarity. You’ll even tap your nails on each other to a beat.

It seems that you play with your hands and fingers to distract you from whatever it is that’s pushing your buttons, but he can sense that sometimes it does little to nothing to help.

During his time at the mansion, he's made it a routine to check on you when you're hiding in the greenhouse at night. It puts himself at ease even though he knows you’re safe in your element. And he enjoys the quiet walk towards the greenhouse away from the chaos going on back inside the house.

Today he noticed that you’ve been in the greenhouse all day. You haven’t come inside the house at all so he went to check on you.

As he walks towards the door, he senses something is off right away. Especially with the way the branches nearly threw the door open in his presence. He scrunches his eyebrows as he picks up his pace to find you. 

“Y/n?” he called out as he walked further through with caution.

“Over here, Logan,” he hears your soft voice come from his far right.

He comes out from one of the flower covered archways to find you standing in front of the chalkboard that’s filled with a bunch of letters and numbers that he can’t find the will to decipher. When he walks closer to you, he sees that you're rolling a piece of chalk between the pads of your fingers as you stare holes into the board. 

“Hey, you alright?” he asks as he stands next to you mimicking your stance in front of the board.

“What makes you think that I’m not?” a gentle smile graces your lips as you continue to roll the chalk all over your fingers. 

You haven't looked over at him yet. Too afraid to lose the pattern that you’ve been studying about a plant Charles had given you this morning. You’ve never met a more stubborn plant before, and it's been hard to communicate with it because well… you almost want to say it too shy to speak.

It has an unnatural growth pattern and possesses something in the stem of it that has paralyzed those who’ve touched it with bare hands. So far, the ones who have touched the plant haven’t recovered yet. They're still paralyzed from the neck down and one is under a coma.

It’s a powerful and dangerous plant. And you just can’t figure out what the fuck it is… 

“Well, for one thing you almost tore the door off while I was walking up here,” he smirks as he gazes through your neat writing. But the jumbled up words and numbers is hurting his eyes."Jeez, are ya' tryna' create a new math equation in here?" he jokes.

A small, quiet laugh was heard from you and when he looks over in your direction he can see the distress in your bunched up eyebrows. Upon seeing the look on your face, he moves his gaze to your hands. The grip you have on the small piece seems to have gotten stronger that it’s close to breaking with bits of it falling off.

“Hey, hey,” he says worriedly as he takes a hold of your hand, and you finally look at him. You have an upset look on your face and he’s ready to punch a hole into whoever and whatever it is that’s causing this. He removed the chalk from your hand and weaved his fingers between yours in comfort. “Talk to me… What’s buggin’ ya’?” 

You're almost in tears as the weight of your stress starts to release, feeling the warmth of his hand engulf yours. You look up at him and you begin to feel at peace seeing his hazel eyes matching your gaze. You sigh before explaining to him that Charles has tasked you to figure out what, when, and how this plant came to be. And despite literally having the power to help you figure out what the problem is, it’s not helping whatsoever. 

“I don’t know what to do, Logan,” you say in an uneasy tone as you look down at your shoes in defeat.

The hand holding yours tightened as he took a step closer to you. You feel Logan’s free hand lift your chin to get your eyes to look back at him and when you do, your eyes widen a little to see the most tender look on his handsome face. You don't think you've ever seen a look on him like that before.

“What do you need, darlin’” he says just above a whisper. 

You didn't have to think about what you needed because he was already doing it.

“Just keep…holding my hand, please,” you whisper.

Logan gives you a simple nod of understanding. 

“And I won’t let go till you tell me too.”

Even when you do, he doesn’t think he’ll be able to.

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[diagonal-queen]

how i think the Obey Me! brothers would hug

lucifer: is there such thing as polite hugs? because that's how lucifer would hug you. he definitely would NOT hug you at first, but after you two get closer he will just melt into your arms if you offer a cuddle. he might even fall asleep for just a second (give my mans a BREAK) he gives you forehead kisses on occasion when he's drunk or just...super clingy (extremely rare! cherish it)

mammon: i might be biased, but...🤤🤤 ohhh this man gives the best hugs. he's just sweet and goofy and warm...augh....he hugs you so tight like he'll lose you, and gives you kisses on your neck and shoulder if you're dating...he smells so nice and makes you feel so loved...ujhhgnmnmmnnghhhhhhhh omg omg omg

leviathan: levi would absolutely not initiate hugs at first either, because he's an awkward cringefail loser like me. even after you guys get to know each other, he's still kind of stiff and hesitant with hugs. that's not to say that he doesn't like you hugging him, he's just garbage at it lmfao. the same can't be said for other things though, so just be patient ;)

satan: satan is straight up the only normal one out of these guys so his hugs are also like...normal and nice. they're quiet, comforting and just nice. they don't go for too little or too long a time, he rubs his hands on your back and rests his chin on your head. if he's feeling extra clingy he nuzzles your hair. he likes your scent! you can always calm his wrath with a nice hug.

asmodeus: asmodeus's hugs are surprisingly wholesome. he brings you into his arms, tucks your head beneath his chin, and coos at you softly. he also gives you gentle kisses on the head sometimes, it's all surprisingly gentle and intimate for the literal sex demon. he definitely values intimacy that isn't sexual too, and if he knows you enjoy it then he's much more than happy to oblige <3

beelzebub: he's so gigantic and buff he doesn't realise how strong he is. he squishes you by accident. you WILL suffocate in his man titties. it's like hugging a ginormous, rock-hard teddy bear, because tbh that's just what beel is. in spite of that you'll never feel safer than you do in beel's arms. he's the go-to if you feel really sad (or if, for sensory reasons, you need to be physically crushed)

belphegor: he doesn't even cuddle you, you cuddle HIM. he just falls asleep on you T-T. it's not his fault you're so cosy!! while he's asleep he clings onto you so hard, wraps his arms and legs around you like you're a body pillow. he nuzzles his head on your neck, chest or stomach while he's sleeping. belphie is so soft he's essentially a big cushion himself.

note: lmfao guess my favourite brother challenge (impossible) um anyway. my obey me brainrot is returning so maybe expect a couple of mammon thirst posts from time to time 😓

[angelsnkisses]

more nsfw headcanons - spencer reid <3

‼️ NSFW - MDNI ‼️

warnings: dom!spencer, sub!fem!reader, oral (fem receiving, hickies/marks, possession kink, smut.

• hear me out.. spencer would be so obsessed with your legs.

• he would love when you wore shorts, skirts, or anything that showed them off. he couldn't get enough of them, they're just so perfect to him.

• especially your thighs. he'd love sneaking behind you and rubbing his hands along the sides of them, listening to your little whine as you swat him away halfheartedly.

• but his favorite thing? his favorite thing would be wrapping his hands around the soft flesh and gripping them tightly, holding them down to the bed while he eats you out with fervor movements.

"hmm.. you taste so fucking good, angel"

• he'd love watching how red your face got at the compliment, how your chest rose and fell rapidly from what he was doing to you, how you would arch up a little when he licked at your clit, all of it. he wouldn't believe you were all his.

• speaking off all his, he makes sure everyone knows it. finger tip sized bruises will be spotted across your thighs, along with several hickies and marks. god forbid someone tried to flirt with you, because those hickies would double in amount the next night.

"hold still, baby. i gotta make sure everyone knows who you belong to."

• he just can't help himself, he needs you all to himself. he'll have your legs thrown over his shoulders, fucking you into the mattress, and he'll still make sure you know you're his.

"that's right, only i can make you feel this good, only me."

• but don't worry, he's not always a ball of possession and jealousy. he has a very, very sweet side, and he loves to make you feel like a princess.

• he loves taking you out of expensive dates, despite your numerous attempts to get him to stop spending money on you.

"i'm taking you somewhere, wear this.. what do you mean it's too much? it wasn't that expensive, just put it on, darling."

• he'd take you to the most wonderful restaurant, somewhere expensive, but still niche.

• and when you got back home? he would be so, so gentle with you, lifting you off the ground and carrying you over to the bedroom while you giggled at his romantics.

• he'd have his hands all over you, feeling every inch of your body greedily.

• and, god, he'd kiss you like you're his only source of life. he'd put so much love into his actions, even the more erotic ones.

• he'd be holding your hips delicately, fucking into you with quiet, soft moans as he kisses all over you, focusing on leaving small love bites on your neck and shoulders.

"you're so beautiful, fuck.."

• aftercare king over here. no matter how rough or how soft he was that night, no matter how tired or sore you both felt, he would always make sure he took care of you after.

• he would run a shower, and insist on helping you clean up. he would wash your body slowly and attentively. he would 'accidentally' spend a little too much time on your boobs, swearing he was just making sure they were clean.

• he'd wash your hair, mumbling little compliments and praises in your ear while doing so. he would just be so delicate with you, like you could shatter in my hands if he was too quick with his movements.

• he would take you to bed after, curling up with you under the covers. he'd love spooning you, holding your waist and pressing you against him while he sleepily spoke to you.

"you're so pretty, how can someone be so pretty, hmm?"

"i love you, Y/N. so, so much."

"go to sleep, i'll be here when you wake up.. no work tomorrow."

• he snores.. but quietly, so you don't mind all that much. you would just lay together, sleeping peacefully and close, feeling safe and warm in each others arms.

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A/N: this is so all over the place? i wanted to get another spence post out, it's been a minute since i have :). hope you enjoyed <3!

[desertduality]

Trustfall

Ao3

Just a little thing I wrote to explore the Jimmy and Scar dynamic. Set loosely after session two. Enjoy! <3

Night comes, and Scar can't hide from his feelings anymore. They catch up to him - like everything does, eventually. Scar can never run fast enough.

He's on another mountain, this one green and pink and bright, bordered by tall shoots of bamboo and topped with cherry blossom trees, decorated with growing wheat fields and pens that - sometimes - house sheep and cows. It's all so... alive. So beautiful. So fragile.

The beauty of it is not the surprising part. It's not even that he spent the better part of the day eating dirt or leaves or shovels. No, the strangest thing on the mountain is the people. The strangest thing about them is that they're there at all. With Scar. On purpose.

He can't quite figure it out. The why of it. Jimmy had made it look so easy to say he would stay, like he couldn't think of a million reasons not to. And then Lizzie, who he had invited, and then still been surprised to see her there when he got back. They do it without obligation. Scar had almost forgotten what that felt like.

Neither of them are tethered to him by fate or bound by an oath. They're just there, bright and silly and constant. He'd had something close to it, once, with the allies he'd jokingly called his family, but that had been... messy.

Jimmy and Lizzie make caring about him feel like something simple.

Tell me about your theme park idea, Lizzie had said, and he had. He'd braced himself for- for something. For dismissal. For a roll of the eyes.

A good theme park has three things. Lizzie had mused instead. We need rides, decorations, and a mascot. I think one of us here has real mascot energy.

Jimmy's face had lit up. Lizzie had built three birds at the entrance to their base, standing proudly. Scar stares at them now, shadowy figures in the dark. They're a team. And as much as Lizzie jokes and groans about what a handful the two of them are, they're still equals. They understand each other. Lizzie knows what it's like to be alone, overlooked. Jimmy knows what it's like to be seen as a burden, a joke.

Somehow, despite everything, they trust each other. It's terrifying.

"Stargazing?"

Scar jumps at the voice, a quiet yelp escaping his throat before he can stop it. He twists his torso to look, a jerky motion, and lays eyes on Jimmy, who seems a bit apologetic. "Ah, sorry-"

"Geez, Jimmy, oh my god," Scar says through wheezing breaths, hand pressed to his chest. "This is the life series, man, you can't sneak up on- on a man in thought!"

"Right, sorry, sorry," Jimmy continues, laughing a little bit. "Thought you heard me walk over."

Jimmy sits down next to him, clothes rumpled from bed. It's quiet, fireflies blinking and crickets chirping in the distance. The moon is nearly full, high in the sky. It's early enough in the game that a full nights sleep is still an option. And yet-

"Couldn't sleep?" Jimmy asks, tone light but genuine.

"Oh, you know," Scar says, humming. "Stomach ache. Dirt doesn't agree with me. Who knew?"

"Yeah, glad that one's over." Jimmy stretches his legs out in front of him. "Think I chipped a tooth. I'm billing Grian."

Scar laughs quietly, mindful of Lizzie snoring just a few yards away. That's another thing he's not quite used to: sleeping with others nearby. It's comforting. He's afraid he'll get used to it.

They sit in silence for a while, comfortable and secure. Their frankly absurd amount of bamboo rustles in the gentle wind, cherry blossom petals perpetually raining down around them. It's the kind of perfect peace that has Scar waiting on the other shoe to drop.

"...What was winning like?" Jimmy asks eventually, voice soft.

"...I don't know," Scar says. "It didn't really feel like winning. It was kind of just, like. Sad."

"Sad?"

"Yeah." Scar sighs, leaning back to look at the stars. "I thought it might make me feel better, to just- to prove that I could."

Jimmy hums like he's really listening, like he understands, and Scar... Something settles. Something that has been flinching for a very long time goes still.

"I was tired of being alone," he admits. "Still am. I end up that way a lot."

"Not this time," Jimmy says, a lopsided smile on his face. "Not on my watch."

He places a comforting hand on Scar's shoulder. Grounding. Real.

Oh, Scar thinks. This is what it's like to have something to lose.

"You sure it's not too early to say that?" Scar asks, half teasing. "You might be running for the hills a week from now. I'm not- I'm not an easy teammate."

"Hey, me neither, pal." Jimmy nudges him, smile a bit jagged at the edges. "I'm known for dying early. I've got issues with longevity."

"They make medicine for that."

"Wh- Scar!"

Scar doubles over, wheezing uncontrollably. Jimmy follows helplessly, in a way that almost sounds painful. It continues for a while, until Lizzie makes a small noise in her sleep, and the two of them choke back their laughter to something manageable, tapering back into silence. Scar feels... happy. He feels happy. It's...

"How about you?" Scar asks. "Anything you want to get off your chest? Just between us. And the giant parrot statues."

"Ehh, I don't know," Jimmy says playfully, eying the parrots suspiciously. "I don't know if I trust 'em."

"And me?"

"You?" Jimmy glances sideways at him, eyes light and honest. "Of course. We're the Bam Boys."

Trust is something that Scar had thought he'd killed a long time ago. Jimmy offers it anyway. It's like a lighthouse in a storm. The sun to a flower. Water in a desert.

Trust. Just this once, Scar vows not to break it.

"So," Scar says, like nothing just happened. "Anything?"

Jimmy exhales shakily, looking away, down at his hands. There's dirt under his fingernails. Scar waits.

"I don't want to die first," Jimmy says, a faint tone of embarrassment in his voice. "I know it's like, a thing, but I really..."

Canary, they call him. A creature whose purpose is to die.

Scar knows a thing or two about unwanted titles. He sometimes feels like the role of Villain is still branded onto his skin, with the way some people look at him.

I don't want to die, cries the Canary, but the miner only pays attention when the singing stops.

"You won't," Scar says, as close to a promise as he can get. "Not this time. Not on my watch."

Jimmy grins crookedly, something relieved at the corners of his eyes. "That right?"

"That's right."

They go back to bed.

[cosmichoneibeee]

Hi ^^

Could I request some headcanons with Omen, Yoru, Cypher [separate] that comfort crying reader?

Thanks <3

Omen, Yoru, Cypher comforting a crying reader

Warnings: short mentions of injuries and violence | Reader is GN

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❝Omen:

At first you didn't even know he was there, in the shadows, watching you cry

It was when you felt a heavy blanket being gently placed around your shoulders that you realized you weren't alone.

He doesn't say much, but you know he's worried. The way his form shakes more than usual, he is very worried about you

Omen won't pressure you to tell what happened, but he would be happy to know.

If someone said something mean to you, he'll pretend he forgot for a while and one day, that person just disappears without leaving any trace of what happened.

If you accidentally hurt yourself, he will constantly remind you to pay more attention after that.

For now, he'll stay by your side if you want company. Literally by your side or hugging you if you prefer.

His cat will also join the two of you as well, just enjoying each other's presence.

He won't force you to be happy and go around doing things like nothing happened, sometimes people just want to be quiet and reflect a bit; but if you want to go somewhere, like go shopping, he'll make the effort to accompany you

It's a little funny to see this faceless figure, almost 2 meters tall, following you around the stores in a mall like a puppy, people are horrified

When you finally smiles again, you can hear a gentle "Hmmm.."

❝Yoru:

When he walked into the room and saw you crying, he froze

Fuck

What happened? You better tell him

He just doesn't know what to do to help you feel better.

Don't get me wrong, he cares about your feelings and loves you so much, but it's hard to translate that into words and actions.

Awkward pats on your head and rubbing his hands on your back, hoping it will comfort you in some way.

If someone said something mean to you..they’re going to regret that very badly later. Yoru it’s going to take care of that

If you hurt yourself, like bumping into the furniture or cutting your finger, please, be more careful, he gets worried

If you’re stressed about life n stuff, he can’t do a lot, but he will be there for you.

He might not be the best expressing his love and admiration, but he's amazing at listening, paying attention to every detail you talk about, and more often than not, being a strong pillar to help you stay confident

“Don't listen to that バカ*, you are amazing just the way you are.”

That’s the best you can get of him verbally, but he’s so sweet though

He takes you for a ride on his motorcycle all over the city. This helps him clear his mind when he's stressed, it should help you too.

He will not give up until your mood is better

*バカ - idiot

❝Cypher:

“Oh no, sweetheart! What happened?”

So sweet and soft with you

He is by your side in a second, already drying your tears with a tissue

Cypher loves you, that's why he subtly convinces you to tell him what happened, without lies or excuses.

If someone said something that made you sad. Oh..they're going to have ALL their information leaked for everyone to see and use.

If you end up accidentally hurting yourself, he'll give you a pretty big lecture about how you should take care of yourself and pay more attention to the things around you.

Anyway, his whole schedule is off for the rest of the day just to be with you.

Will make two cups of his most expensive tea just for you to share

Want to watch a movie? Say the name, in a few minutes he will have a copy on his computer.

Want to go online shopping? How convenient! The stores you love are suddenly on sale.

If you just want to be close without doing too much, yeah, he can do that too, anything that makes you happy.

Amir is an experienced man, he has been through a lot in his life, if you need any advice, about anything, he will try to help you as best he can.

when I said a lot, it's a lot. He's been through some pretty dark times in his life, he'll do everything he can to not see you the same way he did

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@ Do not copy any of my works, translate and/or post it on others websites.

[hypersonic04]

You Are In Love

This is the first of my Taylor-Swift-inspired Ross one shots! If anyone has a specific song in mind I am more than happy to write something based on it. I thought I'd start with one of my personal favourites. Enjoy!

Word Count: 1,291

No warnings, just sickly sweet fluff.

The snow is light as it falls onto the brushed material of my coat, like little pieces of confetti. Hand in hand, our footsteps are slow as we stroll through the streets of New York. It's 2AM, around three hours since the boys finished their sell out show at Madison Square Garden. It's still, peaceful, but there's a buzz surrounding us, the kind that makes you smile uncontrollably for no specific reason.

"Can you believe it?" I whisper, looking up at him.

The expression on his face is something that I wish I could bottle forever and wear on a chain around my neck. His eyes sparkle like a boy on Christmas morning, reflecting the city lights either side of us, his lips perpetually curved upwards in the most gentle of smiles. There's a sense of disbelief in the way he looks.

"No, I can't." He shakes his head with an airy laugh, squeezing my hand extra tight for a second. "I just keep thinking about when we first started the band. I wish someone could have told us that we were going to end up selling out MSG."

I hum in response, hooking my arm through his and holding his fleece-covered bicep tightly. He presses a kiss to the top of my head as we carry on towards our hotel. There's the kind of silence that only comes with snow - muffled, like you're in a bubble, or a snow globe.

"Look," He points as we near the hotel. "They've turned them all on now."

I smile when I follow the direction he's pointing in, spotting the Christmas lights we'd spoken about earlier. They weren't turned on when we got to the hotel earlier that day, but now they were brighter and more colourful than ever.

Without another word, he guides me in the direction of the Christmas tree, coming to a halt in front of it.

"Ross," I raise my eyebrows at him with a smile, "It's nearly 3 o'clock."

"And?" He holds me at my waist with one arm, the other holding my hand, gently starting to sway.

There's no music, just the gentle fall of snow and each other, and somehow, it's enough. He spins us around and our childish laughter pierces through the bubble that seems to have formed around us.

"I'm so proud of you." I say quietly, biting down on my bottom lip as I grin. His eyes meet mine and take in every detail of my face.

"Thank you." He nods affirmatively and I shake my head at his inability to take a compliment.

"Seriously," I smile, "I'm really, really proud of you. My heart feels like it could burst."

"I hope not. You could do with getting that looked at."

"Ross, I'm trying to be earnest." I giggle at his teasing, his face breaking into a smile as he pulls me impossibly closer. Our faces are inches apart, his dark eyes soft, fixed on my smiling lips.

"I love you." He says, meeting my eyes. "I'm really glad you were there tonight."

"And I love you. I wouldn't have missed it for the world."

We start to sway gently again, enjoying the peace of being alone after a day of being surrounded by people. It feels like the biggest comedown after a day of adrenaline and anticipation.

"We should go to bed." I say after a while, brushing my fingertips against the nape of his neck. He hums in response, before pressing his lips to mine. They're warm, despite being out in the cold, firm and gentle and... home.

We check back into our hotel, his hand in mine again like we might lose each other if we let go. It's quiet, and there's something so dystopian about it as we walk through the hallway.

"It feels like we're the only people in the world right now." I whisper as he slides our key card through the door handle.

"Wouldn't that be perfect, hm?" He smiles softly, opening the door for me and letting me through.

I laugh quietly as he collapses on the bed, sighing heavily. It's unbelievably late, both of us changing out of our clothes and Ross immediately getting into bed.

"I think this might be the most tired I've ever been." He calls to me from the bedroom as I take my make up off, stood in front of the mirror in only his t-shirt, my hair scraped up into a bun. I look tired, maybe the worst I've looked in a long time, but I'm the happiest. My face glows in a way that I'm not used to, the warm feeling in my stomach comforting.

He's got the covers pulled around him when I go back in, scrolling through his phone with a smile.

"What're you smiling at?" I grin as I make my way around the bed, plugging my phone into the charger and folding up some of our clothes. His eyes follow my every move as I do so.

"Just a text from my mum, she said she enjoyed the show. Our best one yet, apparently."

"I agree." I pull the covers back and get into bed beside him, the bed sheets cool on my bare legs but his warm, coarse fingertips soon warming me up, tracing them up and down my thigh as I snuggle into him.

I lie on my side and he turns to do the same, facing me.

"It doesn't feel real." He says quietly. The darkness of the room makes it difficult to make out his features, but the bars of moonlight peeking through the curtains cast shadows over his face, his eyes still as sparkly as ever. I would know those eyes out of a million.

"I know." I smile, drawing circles on the forearm he has around my waist now.

"I know I'll think about this for the rest of my life. I don't think I've ever been this happy."

I swallow heavily as he speaks, taking in the way his tired eyes crease when he smiles, the vibrations of his low voice felt throughout my body.

"But we could be in the middle of nowhere, and we could have performed to a crowd of three people, and I'd still feel this happy." he brushes a curl out of my face. "Because at the end of the day, I'd still be falling asleep with you, and waking up with you the next day."

I breathe deeply as I listen to him, wondering how I ever got so lucky.

"As long as I get to do that for the rest of my life, I'm happy."

"And you will, forever and ever." I hold his hand tightly under the duvet. "You never need to doubt that. We'll be telling our babies about tonight." He laughs at that, the rumble of his laughter making me grin.

"Come on, we need to sleep." I remind him. "I love you."

Leaning over, I press a kiss to his soft lips, feeling him sigh beneath me.

"And I love you."

I fall asleep in seconds, the adrenaline of the day taking it out of me. The feeling of the mattress shifting is what wakes me up around an hour later.

"Sorry, did I wake you up? Sorry, darlin'." He frets, wincing as I rub my eyes and check the alarm clock.

"No, it's okay. Are you okay?" I ask, meeting his gaze. He looks wide awake still, it's clear he hasn't slept a wink.

"I just..." he looks up at the ceiling for a second. "You're my best friend."

"Your best friend?"

"Yeah." He looks at me, sincerity scattered through every inch of his expression. "You're the love of my life, you know that, but... you're my best friend."

I smile at him, my eyes lingering over his every feature.

"You're my best friend, too."

[steviewashere]

🔞Minors DNI🔞

Thinking about writing a smut fic right now with some plot. Where Steve and Eddie start a Dom/Sub dynamic in their relationship. Steve lets Eddie soothe him into subspace (I don't know maybe through some petting/caressing mixed with praise) and then they try restraints. Like Steve is in subspace, yes, but he has full control over how he's tied up and whatnot because it's to help him heal from the torture he experienced in season 3.

He enjoys being able to see all his limbs in front of him. He doesn't like anything that tugs and burns. So nothing like belts or ropes. But he does enjoy silk, soft materials. (Maybe something like Eddie's bandana?) Likes mixing restraint with gentle and expected touches. Maybe Eddie guides him to sit back in bed and starts by narrating where he's going to put his hands on Steve's body? Like massaging his legs and his arms. Tracing over Steve's scars with his fingertips. Enjoys leaving a trail of kisses that are soft in nature and don't leave behind any marks. Eddie only leaves hickeys and bruises if Steve wants them and won't do anything Steve is hesitant to do. During a session, Steve has his legs tied together where they're bent over the edge of the mattress, he's in a sitting position and looking down at Eddie, Eddie caresses his legs and holds his hands, but also gives Steve like the best blowjob of his life.

Each session is short and manageable. Though they can be sexual in nature, they're for Steve. Eddie doesn't typically get off unless Steve lends himself to that. They're planned out. They aren't spontaneous or sudden or rough. (Steve panics if they are—think of the torture scene in season three and how immediate and dangerous his surroundings were.) Eddie just spends his time taking care of his boy. And the aftermath is always just as sweet. A lot of soft praise. Gentle voices. Cuddling, holding, bare skin to skin contact. Eddie will comb his fingers through Steve's hair and let the quiet surround them. Sometimes they play music after, but Steve enjoys the aftermath more if he can come back to every single one of his senses slowly. He uses his hearing to locate Eddie's breathing, how soft it is, how non-urgent it is—because that means there's no danger. And Steve can relax.

I don't know. Thinking about that. Just using sexual intimacy or even just naked non-sexual intimacy as a means of healing. Rather than Steve being shut off and spiky with panic. That sort of thing.

Also, if this idea interests anybody, I'd love to see other people's take on this. I feel like when I do eventually write this, it may just be lack luster lol

[aalissy]

Movie Night

A bit of reverse crush Marichat bc they're my favorite <3. I hope you like this lil chapter :). Lemme know what you think!

AO3

Marinette's room was aglow with her soft lights, casting a warm and cozy ambiance. It was a quiet evening in Paris, and Marinette had just settled down with a bowl of freshly made popcorn, ready to enjoy a movie night in her room. She began scrolling through the computer on her desk, browsing through her collection of favorite films.

As she was about to hit play on a romantic comedy, a familiar thump sounded on the balcony above. Marinette grinned softly as a familiar black figure poked his head into her room. It was Chat Noir, with his playful grin and mischievous eyes, who had obviously decided to come and pay her a surprise visit.

"Hey, Marinette! What's on the agenda for tonight?" Chat’s voice carried a hint of excitement as he leaped down into her room with effortless grace. He landed on her bed, sliding down the ladder to come and greet her.

Her eyes widened in surprise, an even larger grin forming on her lips. "Chaton! I was just about to watch a movie. Do you want to come join me?"

"Absolutely! Movie nights are always better with furiends," Chat replied, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm.

Standing up, Marinette pulled over another chair by her desk, making room for him to sit comfortably beside her. She handed a bowl of popcorn over to him, which he happily accepted.

"Thanks, Marinette! Did you know that you make the absolute best popcorn," Chat said with a wink before taking a handful.

They settled in, munching on the popcorn as Marinette started the movie. The room filled with the sounds of laughter and the soft glow of the screen. Chat occasionally made witty comments about the movie, eliciting giggles from Marinette.

As the night wore on, they watched movie after movie, losing track of time in their cozy cocoon of friendship. Chat’s presence brought a sense of comfort and joy to Marinette, making her forget the stresses of being Ladybug and the constant battles with akumas. 

At one point, during a particularly emotional scene, Marinette found herself leaning against Chat’s shoulder, feeling a sense of contentment and peace. She sighed softly, leaning closer to him. Focused on the movie as she was, she missed the way that he glanced down at her with a gentle smile, his eyes softening.

As the movie approached its climax, she felt a mix of emotions swirling within her. The characters on the screen were also falling in love with their best friend, almost exactly like what she was currently feeling. Her gaze moved up, trying to sneak a quick peek up at Chat. She blushed as their eyes connected before Marinette quickly snapped them back to the screen.

Finally, as the credits rolled and the screen faded to black, Marinette turned to him with a genuine smile. "Thanks for coming over tonight, mon minou. This was exactly what I needed right now," she said softly, her eyes gleaming with gratitude and softness. She tucked a stray strand of hair back behind her ears, feeling suddenly shy.

"Anytime, Marinette. You know I'm always up for movie nights and anything else that you might need," Chat replied, his voice warm and sincere.

She grinned over at him before turning back to the screen as she picked out another movie for them to watch. They continued watching movies until the late hours of the night, enjoying each other's company in comfortable silence and occasional laughter as they made little comments. 

Finally, when it got too late for him to stay any longer, Chat bid her goodnight. He kissed the tip of her forehead and her cheeks absolutely burned at the touch. How was she meant to ignore her feelings for him when he did things like that?

“Goodnight, Marinette,” he murmured ever so softly. “Have the sweetest dreams.”

She watched him climb up the ladder to her bed and leap back out onto the Parisian rooftops. Her ears strained to listen to the quiet jingling of his bell as he lowered the trapdoor back down, heading out into the darkness of the night.

Leaning back on her chair, Marinette gazed at Tikki and rested her cheek on her fist. “Tikki, I’m in so much trouble. I think I really am falling for him. I mean did you hear the way he said goodnight to me?! And he even kissed my forehead,” she was unable to stop herself from gushing, giggling happily to herself.

Tikki simply shook her head with a roll of her eyes, watching her holder beam as she crawled into bed. These two were going to be the death of her someday. Either by cuteness or frustration. She was absolutely certain of it.

[blossoming-mind-palace]

Baek Cheon SFW Alphabet

A/N: He's so bby girl <3

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

He's a little shy when it comes to affection, but his favorite way to show his affection would be via gift-giving. He's the kind of guy that gives you practical or thoughtful gifts. Has never given you a bad gift.

The second one would be physical affection. We only know a little bit about his childhood, but I have a headcanon that he was emotionally neglected so he's touched starved. He's not super touchy/clingy in public, but behind closed doors he's all over you.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

He's the best friend you can depend on. He's an open book when it comes to his opinions. He'd give you brutally honest life advice and isn't afraid to give you a reality check. Honestly, I think he became that way because of Chung Myung. He's also incredibly loyal and will take your secrets to the grave.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

He loves being held in his s/o's arms. Everyone sees him as their dependable and perfect senior, so it feels nice to let his walls down in front of his partner. He'd enjoy having you lay on his chest, laying on your chest, or spooning and being spooned.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

He's already a perfectionist when it comes to his appearance and reputation, so everything else has to be perfect too! He follows recipes to a T and his room is always spotless.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

It'd take him forever to tell you because breakups are nerve-wracking. Another respectful lad, but will take a long time to get over you.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

He's the loyal and slow-burn type of guy. I feel like he'd wait a bit longer than Chung Myung. He probably waited at least five years to put a ring on it. He knows how marriages can go awry, so he's a little nervous about it. He'll warm up to it though, and would want to know everything about you before getting married.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Gentle giant. Physically he treats you like you're glass and tries his best to keep you happy. Doesn't like arguing with you, and tries his best to communicate his feelings to you. He tries to hear you out, but on the rare occasion you two do end up arguing he'll look like a kicked puppy afterward. He will want to reconcile as soon as possible. Even if you two are still made at each other he'll tell you he loves you before bed.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

He loves them, and they're a good way to get him flustered. Surprise him by hugging him from the back and his face will turn red! At the start of the relationship, his hugs are shy and soft, but after a while he'll want to wrap around you like a boa constrictor.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

If he's the one confessing, it'll take him a while to say it. This is because he wants to plan everything and make his confession shoujo-level perfect. If you confess before him his face will be beet red and freeze. His heart is pounding when he quietly says "I love you too".

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

I can't see him getting jealous easily. He trusts his s/o and knows they'll be loyal. If he does get jealous he'll get huffy and have a permanent scowl on his face. He'll go quiet, and everyone notices that he's upset. If you don't clear the air his anger will turn into sadness and insecurity. Please clear the air with him, smother him in kisses, and coddle him.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

He mostly gives chaste kisses, especially if you guys are near other people. He's a little shy so if you want anything that's more passionate/sensual you'll have to initiate things.

He likes it when you kiss him on his forehead and neck. Loves it when you kiss his forehead before he puts his ribbon on or after he takes it off for the night. It makes him smile subconsciously and gives him butterflies.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

He's the little brother, so I imagine he's inexperienced when it comes to taking care of kids. (same) He doesn't mind them though! He knows he needs to be gentle and patient with them. I feel like he'd be good at soothing a crying baby, but would struggle with handling an ornery older child.

If he had kids, he'd try really hard to be the perfect parent. He wants to be involved in his kids' lives, tries to learn everything he can about their interests, and he's invested in their academic life. If he's in a modern setting he attends PTA meetings and takes them to all of their after-school activities. Tries to be patient with his kids because I feel like his dad wasn't patient with him. Despite being a perfectionist when it comes to himself, he's okay with his children not being perfect. He'd want to have two kids, but they'd have a big age gap.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

He's a morning person, so sorry if you're not one. Wakes up early, has a skincare routine, trains, and is a morning shower kind of guy. He makes sure he has a balanced breakfast because it's good for your health and is a good way to start the day.

He naturally wakes up early, so he's normally up before you. Will stay in bed for an extra five minutes if you beg in your morning voice. Is not immune to cuddling during the morning, losing track of time, and then being late to training.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

He has a skin and hair care routine. He'd love it if you joined in and did your self-care routine with him. He likes the non-sexual intimacy and domestic aspect of it. It warms his heart. Please spoil him by combing his hair before bed.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

I feel like he'd share bits and pieces as you guys get to know each other. When you're in a relationship he'll go more into detail about his past and tell you everything. He's an open book, especially when you've known each other for years.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Definitely more mellow after he got his ass handed to him. (thank you Chung Myung)

He wouldn't pick a fight with his partner. If his partner did something that upset him he'd rather calmly talk things out than immediately respond with aggression. He hates going to bed angry so he'll try to smooth things over as soon as possible.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

He has a perfect memory when it comes to his partner. He remembers every preference, your quirks, and never forgets the plans you guys make. He remembers most of your conversations and all of your secrets, but no one could waterboard those secrets out of him.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

His favorite moments are when you reassure him that you still love him even when he feels ugly and imperfect. Smother his face in kisses and worship him when he feels like he isn't the best. Tell him that even if he isn't #1 he's still the #1 man in your heart.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

If you're a Mount Hua disciple, he's not too concerned about protecting you. He knows you're strong and can protect yourself. He'll still keep an eye out for you though just in case your opponent is stronger than you expected.

If you're not a disciple he'll try to teach you the basics in self-defense in case he isn't around to protect you. Besides that, he'll gladly be your knight in shining armor. He'll probably show off while defending you too.

Doesn't mind being protected, and he finds your strength really attractive! His ego might deflate though...

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

He's a huge perfectionist, so he's a try-hard when it comes to dates, anniversaries, gifts, etc. If it's your anniversary or birthday he's got the whole day planned out. He comes up with the cutest date ideas too, and always makes sure it's something both of you would enjoy.

When it comes to gifts they're either going to be sentimental, homemade, a little pricey, or all three. He's observant so he always knows what you want.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

He can get a little obsessive over appearances and his reputation. He also freaks out when his plans go awry. He's the kind of guy that needs reassurance. Please give him a kiss and tell him everything will be okay.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

I've already stated like twice that he cares a lot about his appearances. He has a skincare and hair care routine. Probably jealous of Chung Myung since he has naturally flawless skin. Before he came to Mount Hua he cared more about the clothes he wore. He'd wear fine, high-quality garments and kept up with trends. He doesn't care as much about fashion since he wears the same uniform every day.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Yes! If you left him he'd be at a new all-time low. He'd struggle really hard to bounce back. It'd make him depressed to the point where he'd care less about his self-care and training.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

He loves it when you braid or play with his hair. If you comb your fingers through his hair while he lays on your chest he'll become putty in your hands.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

People who are mean to strangers or have bad manners give him the ick.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Unlike Chung Myung, he runs cold. He sleeps with multiple blankets and likes to cuddle while sleeping so he can share your body heat. Kind of random, but he likes to sleep with satin pillowcases. They help prevent split ends and frizz.

Template is from here!

Chung Myung's version / NSFW version (Minors DNI)

[allfortzu]

An hcs request for you 😁

How would tzuyu react to dahyun's shoulder pain on their world tour?

Also, goodluck on your exam 😇

: thank you, i'm studying hard! in the meantime, i hope you enjoy this! <3

in pain, in love

-- dahyun / tzuyu. 539 - fluff - requested, hcs

how would tzuyu react to dahyun's shoulder pain on their world tour?

after finding out, tzuyu would almost never let dahyun out of her sight

she'll try to be discrete, but once you see it, you won't miss tzuyu anxiously hovering around at all times, throwing careful glances and panicked frowns whenever dahyun looks like she's doing something too strenuous

"unnie," she'll say, pretending like she was just conveniently there at the perfect time. "you don't have to do that, i'll do it for you."

it's like all her thoughts are fixed on dahyun and dahyun only – how can she make sure dahyun's okay? what's dahyun doing now? what else does dahyun need?

even though dahyun seems unaffected by it, she's also the type to keep her troubles to herself whenever they're in public, so tzuyu can't help but fret all the more

she's not good at comforting people, though, so she shows her care through any other way possible

"i bought you pain relief patches," she would say, pulling dahyun into a corner 30 minutes before they have to go on stage. "i'll help you put them on."

"tzu-ah, i'm fine."

"unnie."

all dahyun can do is giggle and let tzuyu fuss over her, if only to alleviate tzuyu's worries

after their show, tzuyu makes a beeline for dahyun before even changing

tzuyu doesn't know she's being that obvious, but everyone else definitely notices how worked up she gets over dahyun, so they try not to bother her too much when the two are together

they'll be in their own world the entire time, quiet whispers and soft coos coming from their side of the room, only a breath away from each other, until they're forced to leave for their hotel

when they're back in the privacy of their own room (after tzuyu not-so-secretly moves into dahyun's), dahyun finally admits how painful it really is

tzuyu will help dahyun remove her makeup, even if dahyun insists that she's able to do it herself

"let me take care of you, hyunnie," tzuyu whines, puppy dog eyes in full force and pouting sadly

ah, really, who was dahyun to reject her?

they'll run a bath together, after tzuyu told dahyun she'd "accidentally" picked up some lavender bath oil when she was buying the pain relief patches, so they can't just not use it

dahyun's so sore and tired that she doesn't try to put up a fight

(she's also very, very smitten)

she sighs and melts into tzuyu's front when tzuyu works gentle fingers into her scalp, their bodies comfortably warm against each other in the hot water

she doesn't know if it's the bath that soothes her pain, or tzuyu

(probably tzuyu – if the numbing buzz that seeps pleasantly into her muscles whenever tzuyu kisses her is any sign)

tzuyu will blow-dry her hair later, and dahyun will be nodding off in tzuyu's arms before she knows it

she's already forgotten about the ache in her shoulders

tzuyu will carry dahyun back to bed after she finishes drying dahyun's hair, the fondest smile tugging at her lips

she wishes she could take dahyun's pain away completely; hopes she's made dahyun feel a little better

(if you ask dahyun, of course she has)

(after all, there's no cure quite like tzuyu's love)

[keyh0use]

okayyy these are so good!! how did rafe realise he was properly in LOVE with barry

okay so Rafe ran to Barry for everything. like he's upset, angry, needs to plot revenge, wants to relax and hangout, has good news, wants to eat/drink with someone, his dad yelled at him, etc., all roads led back to Barry

so I think Rafe always felt something more than physical attraction, he wanted to know Barry, like really know everything about him and spend time together just enjoying each others company. like friends, but not really

they do all the stuff eventually y'know; probably starts with one armed hugs that turn into full on embraces however brief and then hand holding in private. kissing, sex, whatever, the relationship develops very quickly I feel Rafe has tons of soft, happy, overwhelming emotions that revolve around Barry that just keep growing. and yeah, he wants them to work out (they will, he'd never let Barry leave) and he desperately wants to make his man happy

The first time I love you rattles around in his brain is in a quiet moment where they're both relaxed and everything is easy. I think that it could happen like in bed in the early morning, cuddled up under the blankets and talking about how their going to spend the weekend, playing with eachothers fingers. Or over dinner Rafe burnt but Barry insists he likes it better that way and stomachs eating half of it before Rafe forcefully takes it away and they giggle together about it while ordering pizza or whatever. But my fav is probably while they were doing something Barry loves, like fishing and Rafe joins him because his heart feels so full when he hears Barry laugh at him because a fish touched him or how gentle Barry's guidance is while teaching him how to cast properly, never shouting at him for doing it wrong like the other men in his life because Barry is safe.

so Rafe thinks I love you but he doesn't say it because he's a doer! He figures why tell Barry how he feels when he can show him; so anything the older man wants or needs Rafe gets, always gives his full support and does anything he can to reduce Barry's workload thinking that's enough to get his feelings across (but Barry does need to hear it) Someone else (for me, Topper) was the one who drilled it into his head that he is in love and should say it like Rafe and Topper are eating brunch when his phone lights up and there's a photo of him and Barry as his background. Topper makes a joke about Barry's clothes ("Who's that homeless man beside you?" you know, something like that) and Rafe gets defensive and says he loves how his man looks & Toppers like yeah?? 'cause you're in love with him, Rafe, I'm not 😒😒 (Topper and Barry actually like one another and find their fake beef hilarious, but won't admit it)

And like, yeah, of course Rafe is in love with Barry, how could he not be? But when he admits they've never said it out loud, Topper's jaw is on the floor

You two don't say you love one another? How long have you been together, dude? Long enough! He's crazy about you, man.

And when Rafe tries to say he shows Barry and that's enough, Topper calls him an idiot <3

Rafe does rush home to confess afterwards

[spacecadet-ticklesinspace]

This is a fun little prompt idea i had!

One of my favorite ideas are wake up tickles! When i think of the spidey boys, i can see Peter 2 and Peter 3 both being up and Peter 1 still being asleep and they want to wake him up and obviously they agree there is only one way to do it, with tickles!

"Alright One, its noon, you gotta wake up!"

Ler!peter2 and ler!peter3 lee!peter1

(Awww, this is adorable ❤️ wake up tickles are just top tier because they're so much fun to play around with :) you can be fun, aggressive tickler or you can be soft, gentle tickler depending on the situation ❤️ It's a win-win either way! Hope you enjoy Anon, and thank you :))

"Alright One, it's noon, you gotta wake up!"

"Mm!" One whined.

"Looks like someone stayed up past their bed time again," Two teased as he sat on one side of the youngest.

Peter 3 sat on the other side. "Ignored bedtimes make for cranky teenagers."

"Mmmnot," One mumbled and curled into a ball.

Peter 2 and 3 shared a look. Their baby brother always argued he wasn't adorable but then he would do the cutest little things.

Peter 3 ruffled One's curls. "You can't sleep all day Bug, you gotta get up."

Peter 1 pulled the blanket over his head. "Nooooo!"

"Peter, you have 10 seconds to get out of bed or else," Two warned.

There was a huff from under the covers before everything fell quiet again.

Three shrugged his shoulders. "Well, you warned him."

Peter 2 sighed as he grabbed an ice cube out of the water cup left on the youngest's nightstand. "They just don't listen do they."

Three watched as the oldest rubbed the ice cube together in his hands. "What are we going to do about it Two?"

Two dropped the rest of the ice cube back into the cup. "Simple."

Peter 1's upper body popped into view as the blanket was yanked away. Without thinking, One covered his eyes with his arm. This movement allowed Two to quickly shove his now cold hands under the youngest's shirt.

One squealed. "AHH! WAHAIT!"

Two's frozen fingers skittered across his belly. "Wakey wakey."

"NAAAAH YOU JEHERK!"

Peter 2 pulled his hands out from One's shirt. "Are you going to get up?"

Peter 1 groaned and covered his eyes with hishands. "Don't wahant to."

Both older brothers noted the small smile tugging at the corners of One's mouth.

Peter 2 wiggled his cold fingers into the youngest's neck. "Come on, where's that little face?"

One turtled into his shoulders. "NOO!"

"Yohou're doing ihit wrong Two." Three gently pushed his older brother aside. "Let me show you how it's done."

Peter 3 then placed two fingers on each One's sides then began walking his fingers up. "Come out, come out wherever yohou are."

Peter 1 broke into bubbly giggles that made both his older brothers grin. Then Peter 3 slipped a pinch to One's ribs.

The youngest's hands shot down to grab the middle brother's wrists. "AHH! Hehey!"

"Thehere he is!"

"And you claim you aren't cute," Peter 2 cooed.

While Peter 3 resumed his attack on his ribs, Peter 2 added in some light pinches to his cheeks. The double attack kept him squirming in multiple different directions and a dark blush burned across his cheeks.

After a couple more moments of friendly torture, the older two released the youngest. Peter 1 curled into a ball of airy giggles.

"Ahare you ready to get uhup now?" Two teased.

One whined. "Fihihine."

"Come on Bug! We want to go have some fun!" Three exclaimed.

Peter 1 pushed himself up. "What did yohou want to do?"

"Well, the park's not too far," Peter 2 replied.

"The weather's perfect too!" Three sprang to his feet. "Come on!"

The youngest jumped out of bed. He had been begging for a park trip all week but they just hadn't had the time.

A moment later, both younger brothers bounded out of the room with Peter 2 strolling behind.

[stephicness]

3 headcanons for your favorite ffxv ship! (is it fleurentia?)

Hello there, friendo! :D

Ah hah! So actually, my most favorite ship isn’t Fleurentia, but they're, like, top five amongst the overwhelming amount of ships a folk like me can enjoy. I love the super romantic tropes that you can have for the two of them – especially when they’re all sorts of fun in terms of dynamics: enemies to lovers, undying loyalties to the things they cherish, bromance, etc. The list can go on because the two can be so passionate but also so goofy, depending on the context. They're a really fun duo, and Episode Ignis made them even more lovely together too. 

But since you mentioned Fleurentia though, here are some headcanons and thoughts for them! A little bit more written out, but who doesn't like overthinking their thoughts? c:

Although Ignis acknowledges himself full and well as a servant to Noctis just as much as he is a friend, Ravus still is surprised that Ignis doesn't hail from a royal family. The way that he holds himself fascinates Ravus, as bloodlines, fate, and lineages was something engrained into him since the very beginning. Ignis, however, defies the very definition of it all -- which earns respect from Ravus. And respect is not often given by Ravus unless someone is truly worthy of it. And with respect comes a bond that will only grow stronger as time passes, and Ravus found himself always watching Ignis with a look of admiration and fascination by the retainer's efforts.

Ignis has been trained from the get-go to know how to take care of Noctis, as it is the duty of the prince's retainers to do so. But that means Ignis is very good at reading people -- even someone as stoic as the High Commander. Every subtly in Ravus's demeanor doesn't go unnoticed by Ignis, to where even the slightest twitch of Ravus's lips can be caught by Ignis's sharp eyes. I would always surprise Ravus when Ignis brings the commander's emotions to attention -- for even Ravus didn't comprehend his thoughts in the moment. Ignis is among one of the rare few able to see past Ravus's feigned apathy, and that's a skill that Ignis takes value in.

That is... Until you know, he CAN'T see anymore. When Ignis lost his eyesight during the events in Altissia, it was much harder for Ignis to read the commander, whom sometimes wouldn't say anything at all and be a lurking shadow in the blurred darkness. But even though Ignis's vision was lacking, Ravus make sure that Ignis and his keen observation skills had something else to focus on -- little touches and quiet sounds that only Ignis could pick-up on. The sound of heavy and paced steps that echo on tile as they approach. Metal brushing over the back of his hand, light and gentle as a feather. The soft exhale that Ravus releases reminds Ignis that even though he can't see the admiration in Ravus's eyes, he can hear it. And even though their voices aren't heard in each others' presences, Ignis and Ravus's bond can transcend that of words.

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A part 3 of dating a reader who's the opposite of them and when asked why there dating Saud girl they blush and say they're too cute~ with Hiyoko saionji, Kirumi tojo and Mukuro ikusaba

I’m trying to a request a day FYI everyone, so yeah lol-Mod Junko

Hiyoko, Kirumi and Mukuro with a S/O who’s the opposite of them

Hiyoko Saionji

• the fact Hiyoko was even in a relationship surprised everyone, she was so nasty usually most people thought that nobody would want to deal with that in a relationship, not you though

• Hiyoko is pretty nasty to Mikan but you work with her to try and make her stop bullying her and be nicer to the rest of her class, she begrudgingly goes along with it

• she only lets you see her soft side, anyone else gets dirty glares from her. It’s very soft between you two, you get her gummies and candy, she’ll cuddle and be very lovey for the night

• mahiru was asking how Hiyoko was since they’re best friends and you mentioned how Hiyoko was so cute when she wasn’t being so hostile

• Hiyoko nearly spat out her gummies “I’m not cute! You’re just saying that cause I’m small!”

• all you could do was stifle a laugh before Hiyoko tossed her bag of gummies at your face, it didn’t hurt but it sure was funny

• she reluctantly said sorry later and offered cuddles to make up for it, she sure is soft when she wants to be

Kirumi Tojo

• Kirumi is very loving to you, as much as kokichi calls her mom, she really does act like one, but you respect she doesn’t like to be called that

• honestly no one even knows you two are together since Kirumi is so quiet and you’re so energetic, as ditzy as you are, she does love you

• whenever she’s serving the other students you’re right there helping her, folding laundry or cooking food, she tries to tell you that she can do it on her own and she doesn’t want to drag you into her work but you help her anyway

• “why is it that you’re so forward with helping me, Y/N? It is my job to serve others but you do it with me anyway”

• “you’re my girlfriend, of course I want to help.” You responded. “Plus I like watching you work, you’re so cute”

• kirumi’s face went a slight tint of red, and she simply smiled to herself

• “whatever you say my dear, but I believe you’re the cute one here”

• you two continued to clean the dining hall, enjoying the quiet moment of being in each other’s company

Mukuro ikusaba

• Mukuro never really thought she’d be with someone since the state of herself and how she’s affiliated with Junko, but you proved her dead wrong

• She may be stone cold normally but she’s very gentle on you, she loves watching you be so energetic, it’s adorable to her

• Mukuro was working out in her room while you were reading on the bed, her doing push ups to keep herself in shape

• you were watching her do her workout and had a lovestruck look on your face before Mukuro caught your eyes looking at her

• “what are you looking so giddy for, my love?”

• you shook your head with a smirk and looked back at your book, “nothing, you just look so cute”

• Mukuro’s face went red and she sat up on her knees, rubbing her arm, “I wouldn’t call me cute, but you definitely are”

• you smiled at Mukuro as she joined you on the bed and layed against you, softly stroking your hair

• “maybe I should make you join my work outs if you’re going to sit and watch me like that.”

• you chuckled and put an arm around Mukuro’s waist, letting her rest against you

•”that would be nice, dear”