#I love him

[odi-arti]

"Despite frequent offers of new bedmates, Zevran never loved again."

[superkursunaskr]

[n1daehodefender]

Whispers of forever.

pairing: kang dae ho x reader

Word Count: 3,200+

Warnings: Pure fluff, some emotional vulnerability, mention of financial struggles, playful teasing, proposal, kissing, gn!reader.

A/N: this is my first fanfic i ever wrote bc theres Not enough fanfics about him, also this is how i see the character so dont hate!

The moonlight filtered gently through the curtains of your shared bedroom, casting soft shadows across the room. You were tucked comfortably into Kang Dae-ho’s chest, the scent of his shampoo lingering in the air, mixed with the familiar warmth that always made you feel at home. His arms wrapped securely around you, holding you close like you were the most precious thing in his world.

His heartbeat was steady against your ear as you traced lazy patterns along his chest, your fingers brushing over the soft fabric of his shirt. The two of you had fallen into a peaceful silence, content in each other’s embrace, savoring the quiet moments that had become a luxury in your hectic lives. The world outside was chaotic, but here, in this little bubble of yours, everything felt safe.

Dae-ho shifted slightly, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. His lips lingered there, soft and warm, before he tilted his head down to nuzzle your cheek.

“You know you’re my favorite person, right?” he murmured, his voice gentle and laced with affection.

You chuckled softly, tilting your head up to meet his gaze. His brown eyes sparkled in the dim light, filled with warmth and love.

“I’d hope so,” you teased. “I mean, I do live with you.”

Dae-ho grinned, his playful, boyish charm shining through. “True. But I think you deserve to hear it more often.”

Before you could respond, he leaned down and kissed your forehead, then your nose, then your cheeks. His kisses came faster, peppering your face with affection, until you were laughing uncontrollably, squirming in his arms.

“Dae-ho! Stop!” you giggled, trying to push him away as he continued his playful assault.

“Nope,” he said with a mischievous grin. “Not until I hear you say it back.”

“Say what?” you teased, still laughing as he kissed your jawline and then your neck.

“That I’m your favorite,” he said, his voice muffled against your skin.

“You’re ridiculous!”

“And you love me for it.”

Your laughter filled the room as you tried to wiggle free, but Dae-ho wasn’t having it. In one swift motion, he flipped you onto your back and pinned you down gently, his hands on either side of your head. He gazed down at you, his expression softening into something more serious, more tender.

“I really do love you, you know,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

Your heart melted at the sincerity in his tone. Reaching up, you cupped his cheek, your thumb brushing over his skin. “I love you too, Dae-ho. More than anything.”

A moment of quiet settled between you, the weight of your words hanging in the air. Then, without warning, Dae-ho sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed.

You blinked in surprise. “Where are you going?”

He stood, stretching his arms over his head before turning to you with that same playful grin. “You’ll see.”

Before you could question him further, he bent down and scooped you up into his arms, cradling you against his chest. You let out a startled laugh, wrapping your arms around his neck to steady yourself.

“Dae-ho! What are you doing?”

“Carrying you,” he said simply, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

“Why?”

“Because I want to.”

He carried you out of the bedroom and down the short hallway to the living room. The familiar sight of your worn-out couch and cluttered coffee table greeted you. The space was small, cozy, and well-lived-in—a reflection of the life you had built together.

Dae-ho set you down gently on the couch before taking a step back. You watched him curiously as he fidgeted nervously, running a hand through his hair.

“Okay,” he said, mostly to himself. “Here goes nothing.”

Your brows furrowed in confusion as he dropped to one knee in front of you.

“Dae-ho…”

He reached into his pocket, pulling out a small, slightly worn velvet box. Your heart stopped as he opened it, revealing a simple but beautiful silver ring with a small, sparkling stone.

Your hand flew to your mouth, tears already welling up in your eyes.

“I know this isn’t exactly the most romantic proposal,” Dae-ho began, his voice trembling slightly. “And I’m sorry for that. I wanted to make it special for you. I wanted to take you somewhere fancy, or at least have something planned, but…” He took a shaky breath, his gaze locked on yours. “This is all I could afford. I spent the last bit of my savings on this ring because… because I couldn’t wait any longer to ask you.”

Your heart ached at the vulnerability in his voice.

“I’ve been thinking about this for a long time,” he continued. “And I kept putting it off because I wanted it to be perfect. But the truth is, nothing’s ever going to be perfect. Life isn’t perfect. But you… you make everything better. You make the bad days bearable and the good days even brighter. And I don’t want to go another day without knowing you’re mine forever.”

Tears streamed down your cheeks as you listened to his heartfelt words.

“I love you,” Dae-ho said, his voice steady now. “I love you more than I can put into words. And I want to spend the rest of my life making you happy, making you feel as loved as you’ve made me feel.” He swallowed hard, his eyes never leaving yours. “So… will you marry me?”

You couldn’t speak. Your throat was tight with emotion, your heart pounding in your chest. Instead, you nodded furiously, a choked sob escaping your lips.

Dae-ho’s face lit up with relief and pure joy as he slipped the ring onto your finger. It fit perfectly.

“You said yes,” he murmured, almost in disbelief.

“Of course I did,” you whispered, throwing your arms around his neck. “I love you, Dae-ho.”

He held you tightly, burying his face in your shoulder. “You have no idea how happy you’ve made me.”

Pulling back, you cupped his face and kissed him deeply, pouring all your love and gratitude into the kiss.

When you finally pulled away, he rested his forehead against yours, a soft smile on his lips.

“I promise to take care of you,” he said. “Even if we don’t have much, even if things get hard… I’ll always take care of you.”

“And I’ll take care of you,” you promised.

The two of you stayed like that for a long time, wrapped in each other’s arms, basking in the love that filled the room.

Eventually, Dae-ho stood, pulling you to your feet.

“Come on,” he said, leading you back to the bedroom. “Let’s go to bed, fiancée.”

You couldn’t help but smile at the word.

As you curled up together once more, you couldn’t stop staring at the ring on your finger, a tangible symbol of the love you shared.

And in that moment, you knew that no matter what life threw your way, you would face it together.

Forever.

[ladymahou]

[just-a-joey]

pAInter practice

[behindboredeyes]

Oof 😣💔

Relationship goals...

probably not this year lol...maybe never because fuck dating, and fuck getting to know someone all over again, and fuck learning how to let your walls down for a new person....and I'm just gonna die a lonely cat lady, okay goodbye now 😐

the intimacy of sleeping together, but not in a sexual way. the intimacy of feeling the warmth of their body in a cool room. their hands hugging you tightly. the intimacy of synchronized breathing. sleepy half-kisses. feeling safe. feeling warm. waking up and realizing how much you love them. how precious this is. finding the happiness on the tip of your fingers, brushing their hair. closing your eyes again. pulling closer. falling asleep.

[deerfellows]

in light of recent events

[mikkomacko]

Disheveled and bloody-knuckled… Nico Hischier have you been reading Him and I???

[ilovemesomevincentprice]

Vincent Price interview on the set of The Masque of the Red Death (1964)

[heycollage]

@onenicebugperday

you should post your millipede

HOW DID YUO FIND OUT ABOUT MY MILLIPEDE

anyways here it is

[kikispool]

i love damian so much, he’s actually my son. every time i look at him i get the urge to protect him and love him unconditionally, he’s such a baby and it makes me cry i love you damian wayne you are my son 🙁

[abreathlessplace]

"i wonder if we ever think of each other at the same time."

[grudge-core]

shhh let my husband sleep he's tired <3

1. https://x.com/okaya_t/status /1646000578122907653

2. https://x.com/osusiudon/status /141127980961166.9504/photo/1

[wildseerbigwings]

He is a menace to society

this sick freak. i'm so proud.

[oakyadair]

my favorite type of grian posts are the ones he made years ago that only got dug up recently