#I would like to have hot chocolate and a cuddle with him now pls

[justsheerfilth1]

Bit of an unpopular head canon but what if Eddie loves Christmas. While I imagine his fav is Halloween, what if he doesn’t hate Christmas the way people expect. Maybe it’s when he baked Christmas cookies with his mum and she sang Christmas songs with him, when uncle Wayne would come over dressed as Santa and he would light up! When the trailer felt cosy under blankets and showings of the grinch cartoon played on tv. And everyone expects him to scoff at capitalism and consumerism at this time of year so he plays up to it, rants to anyone who’ll listen to keep up the act. But it’s really filled with cosy memories and times where his mum and Wayne made the effort for little Eddies happiness!!!

[jakeswifeyyy]

Jungwon smut pls:)

OK guys hear me out I can't be the only one heavy on the jungwon x making out agenda like this man is just so good at it.

Pairings:Bf! jungwon x Gf! reader.

Warnings:Making out,cunnilingus,cum eating,use of aphrodisiac chocolates,like if I forgot anything.

Bf!Jungwon,who both of you were a very shy couple,furthest point of intimacy attained was kissing,never any tongue involved,not than any was inexperienced and He did watch some porn videos for research purposes wanting to make his girl feel good.

Bf!Jungwon who heard about some aphrodisiac chocolates online and bought them not letting you know what it was as he gave it to you,because he knew both of you wanted to progress further in intimacy but both too shy,feeling bad he decided to sit down with you and tell you about it to which you happily agreed.

Bf!Jungwon,who was now staring straight into you,gaze dark with lust as you shyed away from his gaze but no he wasn't having it,beckoning you to move closer before crashing his lips onto yours ,he was always a gentleman this time manners being kicked out the door but you loved him this way.

Bf!Jungwon whom you were now sitting on his lap ,20 minutes later as the effects of the chocolate,aggressively making out,sloppy messy kisses,but neither caring just wanting to feel more of the other up,taking off his glasses,he looked so hot in that moment as he was a complete 180 degree flip of his usual self,groping your ass and tits occasionally.

Bf!Jungwon,who carried you to the bed stripping you both off of your clothing as you traced your hands all over his muscular chest,holding your hand,both your confidence boosted a hundred times more,he guided it to his clothed hard in grinding against your hand as he bit his lip moaning at the contact while you stared up at him innocently.

Bf!Jungwon who takes his time to taste every inch of your skin making sure to mark you,to remind all those boys who drooled like puppies after you,you were taken.

Bf!Jungwon who loves hearing your pretty moans as he ate you out and you bucked up into his face ,using his head as leverage to guide him,using him but he wasn't complaining,he infact loved that.

Bf!Jungwon who told you to take off his briefs,audibly gasping at his size as he smirked,he had a lengthy veiny cock and he knew it and new just how to use It.

Bf!Jungwon who has you screaming his name out for the neighbours to know,both of you not in your right minds to give a fuck at the moment,they saw you as the quiet innocent kids,how would they know.

Bf!Jungwon who starts rubbing your clit in fast circles when you tell him you're close,as he pounds into you,deep,slow strokes,grinding against you causing friction on your clit with every time he bottomed out as you shamelessly groaned your name.

Bf!Jungwon who keeps making you cum nearly 5 more times that night ,the chocolate increasing boh your sex drives to heights not known by both of you,but as they say you live and you learn.

Bf!Jungwon who goes down on you again wanting to taste your cum mixed together with his ,shamelessly lapping at your cunt,your entrance slowly leaking both your cum as he greedily gulped it all down before coming back up to kiss you because you begged for a taste too,scooping it up with 2 fingers before shoving it in your mouth,watching you suck on his fingers containing himself not to fuck you again ,make you cum for the 6th time.

Bf!Jungwon who is big on aftercare getting a wet towel and cleaning up your mess from between your legs and changing the now soaked sheets,before getting you in his t-shirt as he cleaned up and wore some sweatpants cuddling in with you as you lazily made out.

Bf!Jungwon who was shy again the next morning back to his usual self as you teased him.

[autumnywinter]

can you pretty pls do more yandere elliot?

I hope this is good! I don't know if it's obvious or not, but he's my favorite character to write for.

Yandere!Elliott x Reader

Tags: Stalking, manipulation, mentioned blackmail, gender neutral reader

From the day you and Elliott met, you had become pretty close. Moving made it pretty hard to befriend anyone, especially due to your schedule, but Elliott seemed always available for you, always nearby and ready for a conversation. You and him had practically became best friends within the first few months of knowing each other. Elliott was a sweet guy, one that you cherished as a good friend.

Over the time you had moved, you had been trying to get back into dating. Elliott was supportive, and was always there to cry on when you were inevitably ghosted or dumped after one date.

This one really hurt, however. You were really into this person you had a date with, just for them to never speak again after the second date.

You turned to the one person you felt like would always be there for you. Elliott. You knocked on the door of his cabin, trying not to cry. It was pouring rain outside, soaking you to the bone. Your clothes clung to your skin, hair soaked and dripped down to your neck uncomfortably.

Elliott opened the door, worry immediately painting his face when he saw you shivering violently in front of him. "Y/n! What happened? Come inside, it's freezing out there!" He ushered you inside quickly, shutting the door behind you both. Elliott helped take off your jacket, hanging it up near the fireplace to dry it quicker.

"I'm sorry for showing up unannounced," you mumbled.

"Don't apologize, it's alright. Here, let me get you some dry clothes," Elliott said. He rushed into the restroom, coming back out with a fluffy purple towel and a white t-shirt and gray sweatpants.

It made you feel a little better imagining him own and wear such casual clothing. He had a huge vocabulary, but "casual" wasn't exactly something you assumed was in his dictionary. Even now, he was dressed in a beige turtleneck and black slacks.

Elliott dried your hair off with the towel gently, making sure to get all of the water out as best as he could. He then handed the clothing to you, turning around politely so you could change without him looking.

You quickly stripped from your wet clothing, putting on Elliott's warm, dry clothing instead. They smelled like ink and pine. Kind of like the trees that grew around your home.

"I'm done. Thanks," you told him.

He turned back around to face you. His cheeks were dusted pink, looking you up and down. Elliott cleared his throat and broke away his stare. "Of course. Do you want something to drink? I recently bought some hot chocolate, but I have tea too."

"Hot chocolate sounds nice," you responded quietly. Elliott smiled and went into the kitchen, returning shortly with two mugs of hot cocoa. He handed you one, sitting down on the couch next to you. He wrapped an arm around you and pulled you close, to the point where you were basically laying on top of him.

It was normal for cuddling to ensue between the both of you. Elliott was a very touchy person, always holding your hand or hugging you tightly. You never minded, though. Elliott was always soft and warm. It was comforting.

Elliott's hand drifted to your still-damp hair, massaging your scalp. You let out a content sigh, melting into Elliott's hold. "Do you want to talk about what happened?"

Your contentment dissolved into sadness again. "I was ghosted. Again. And I really thought they were into me."

He cooed and put his own mug down on the coffee table in front of you both before taking yours. You followed suit when he opened his arms invitingly.

You crawled into his lap, arms around his neck and head buried into the crook of it. Elliott buried his nose deep into your hair and inhaled. You were too busy crying to notice.

Elliott's arms tightened around you, rubbing soothing circles into your back. "Shh... it's okay. You deserve the world, and if they don't realize that, they were never worth it to begin with."

"I think I'm the problem. It has to be something I'm doing if--what, three people now?--have already ghosted me after one or two dates." You leaned into his warm hands that thumbed away your tears. "Maybe I'm just unlovable."

Elliott stiffened underneath you and his expression hardened. "No. Y/n, look at me," he said. He never sounded so firm before.

You lifted your head up to look at him. Elliott's eyes softened as soon as he looked at your tear-stained face.

"You are not unlovable. If anything, it's their loss. You're wonderful and kind and absolutely gorgeous. If they can't see that, then they're idiots. Okay?" Elliott leaned in, pressing a chaste kiss onto your forehead. "And perhaps, true love isn't as far away as you think it is."

You were too tired to look into his usual flowery words. Instead, you nodded and curled up against him again. Elliott returned to holding you, letting you cry into his shoulder.

He hummed to you. His hand stayed in your hair, another one on your back keeping you pressed against him.

When you woke up, you were tucked comfortably into Elliott's bed. The blankets were heavy on top of you, warm and cozy. Elliott was still holding you, but you could hear his soft snores. You smiled a little to yourself. He must've carried you here. Elliott was a sweetheart, even when you cried into him for hours until you fell asleep from exhaustion.

You laid there for a while longer, trying to fall back asleep. You couldn't, though, so you carefully slipped out of Elliott's grip to find the bathroom.

Despite having been in his cabin many times, you never actually went anywhere but the kitchen and living room. Elliott's cabin was small, but the darkness made it seem a lot larger than it actually was. You didn't want to turn on the lights to wake him, so you fumbled for your phone but couldn't find it.

Trying not to trip over anything, you shuffled around until you were sure you found the doorknob to the restroom. You closed the door behind you and flicked on the light, just to see a closet.

Just as you were going to walk out, you noticed something odd. A photo of you laid on top of a box. You curiously picked it up.

It wasn't a photo of you posing for the camera, or a selfie, or anything of that sort. It was a photo of you from far away, walking through town. The photo was clearly taken without your knowledge.

There were more photos under it. All of you. You were in every single one. Some of you shopping, some of you working, some of you talking to your friends. One of them even had you changing through the window. Your stomach churned when you saw one of you in bed, sleeping peacefully. You could see his shadow looming over you in that one.

It got more disturbing. You saw articles of your clothing that you had lost and never found. A pillowcase that was stained with hopefully your past drool, a used hairbrush, and various other things were inside the box too.

The door suddenly opened and you jumped, dropping everything in your hands. You backed up against the wall, staring at Elliott with wide eyes.

He stared back at you, eyes flickering from you to the box and pictures on the floor. His mouth opened and closed, but nothing came out. After a few seconds, he finally spoke. "Y/n, it's not what it looks like."

"Then what is it, Elliott?" you asked shakily. "What the hell is this?"

Elliott ran his fingers through his hair, sighing deeply. He crouched down and started picking up the pictures you dropped. "Please, listen to me. I would never hurt you. I just... I couldn't help myself." He collected all the photos with shaky hands and put them back in the box.

You didn't know why you weren't running. You should be sprinting out the door by now, but something kept you frozen in place. Elliott slowly stood up and took a step towards you. You flinched.

"I love you," he confessed. "So much. I've never felt this way about anyone in my life. I was so depressed before I met you. Everything was dark and meaningless. But then I met you." He stood close enough to cup your face in his hands, thumbs caressing your cheekbones. "You are everything to me. My light, my heart, my reason to live. I can't imagine living without you. I need you like I need air. Every time you're away from me feels like torture."

He leaned in close, forehead pressed against yours. You were still processing everything.

Elliott's breath tickled your lips. "I would do anything for you. Kill for you. Die for you. Anything you want, I'll give it to you. I could treat you so much better than those... people ever could." He spat out the word 'people', resisting to use another word to describe them.

Realization dawned on you. "Did you kill them?!"

"Of course not! I just," he dragged out a long sigh, letting you back away from him, "scared them away. If threatening them didn't work, I got blackmail on them. That was the only way your last date left you alone."

Your knees were weak. "You're sick."

Elliott frowned deeply. "I'm in love." You opened your mouth, but he cut you off. "Who do you go to when you're sad? Me. Who do you talk to about your problems? Me. Who do you call when you need comfort? Me. I'm the one who's always there for you, Y/n. Not them. Maybe you don't realize it, but you need me just as much as I need you."

"We're done talking, Elliott," you said. You tried to push past him to leave, but he grabbed your wrists tightly. You winced. "Let me go."

"I'll die without you. Please, stay," Elliott begged. "I'm sorry if I frightened you. I just got overwhelmed. I promise I'll be better. Just please, don't leave me. I can't handle losing you. I'd never ever hurt you."

Your shoulders sagged, so Elliott let his grip only slightly loosen. "You're scaring me."

Elliott cooed. "Oh, sweetheart. You have nothing to be scared of. I could never hurt you. I just love you so much." He released your wrists completely, only to wrap you up in a tight hug. "I just want what's best for you. And that's me. I can take care of you. You wouldn't have to lift a finger. I'll cook for you, clean for you, I'll do anything for you." Elliott was almost crying into your shoulder. His entire body was shaking.

Your fear and disgust turned into pity. Elliott was clearly sick. He needed help. You wrapped your arms around him hesitantly. Elliott melted into your hold like butter. He held you tighter, if that was possible.

"Elliott, you need help. This isn't normal." You rubbed his back in an awkward attempt to comfort him.

"I don't need help, I just need you." Elliott buried his nose into your neck, inhaling your scent.

You pursed your lips. Elliott was a good friend. He was always there for you. That was the only thing that prevented you from storming out the door or slapping him across the face. Well, that and the fact you were still terrified of him. "Why don't we lay down? It's late."

Elliott pulled away to look at you. His eyes were bloodshot and his cheeks were red from crying. He nodded. "Yes, you must be tired. Let's go lay down." Elliott took your hand and lead you into his bedroom again. You both laid down and Elliott immediately wrapped his arms and legs around you. Your face was almost smothered into his chest, and his scent didn't carry the same comforting smell as it normally did.

"Elliott?"

"Hm?"

"Will you let me leave in the morning?"

Elliott was silent for a moment. You thought he might've fallen asleep until he replied, "We'll talk about it in the morning."

That was code for "probably not".

[emeritusemeritus]

The way that I ran here as soon as I saw that your requests are open...!

Could I ask for a fic of reader and George cuddled up in bed (with reader sitting in between his legs leaning on him - so readers back is against his chest) drinking hot chocolate, watching a movie and enjoying the start of their little Christmas break? And while reader is leaning back on George, readers' soft legs under the blanket distract him from what they're watching 🤭. Gentle kisses on her neck and sweet praises in her ear as he reaches between her legs, just wanting his sweet girl to feel nice and relaxed 😚

Merry (early) Christmas x

Hi lovely Anon! This has been such a pleasure to write, I love cozy George! I hope you enjoy and MERRY CHRISTMAS 🎄🖤

Warnings: smut, PinV sex, graphic sex, mirror sex, fingering, George is a bit of a simp, Christmas traditions. Bit of swearing, major fluff. Almost no plot lol. The POV is a little all over the place as I wanted to show both internalised thoughts and the scene.

Word count: 2.8k

George’s Christmas Angel

"Okay we have hot chocolates with those big marshmallows you like, snacks, some homemade cookies I nicked from your mums aaandd Christmas lights!" You say with glee as you step into yours and George's bedroom levitating a tray full of goodies, pausing to turn on the lights to the tree you'd tirelessly toiled over all day to make it look perfect for tonight.

George is already laid on the bed, his plaid pyjamas hung low on his hips and shirtless, fresh from the shower. He grabs the tray as is floats towards him and puts it on his beside table, careful not to spill the drinks before he turns to you again.

"Oh before I forget," you say absently, talking to yourself. You reach up and with one well practiced manoeuvre, you reach into your shirt and unclasp your bra, pulling out from under your top and throwing it into a pile near your chair.

When George notices what you're wearing, he suddenly falls silent, eyes widening at the sight before him. It's not sexy exactly, at least it wouldn't be if it was hung up somewhere, George wouldn't have even noticed it usually; but on your body, the way it clung to your curves, highlighting the places on your body that George loved the most (not that there were any that he didn't). George felt like he was drooling at the sight and had to discreetly wipe his chin to check when you weren't looking, feigning a nose scratch as he watched you bend down slightly to mess with the muggle tv ahead of the movie you were showing him for the first time. He can't look away, transfixed upon the curve of your bum, deliciously round and illuminated by the colourful pattern of your pyjamas, his eyes naturally drawn to the print. He clears his throat, forcing himself to look away, trying to focus on anything else in the room in the hopes it would hold his attention.

"George?

Your voice calls out to him and he turns his head to look back at you, throat forcing down a swallow as he looks upon your body, this time from the front. Your nipples are hard, now more noticeable than ever since the removal of your bra, breasts swishing at you move. George is completely transfixed, hardly able to string two words together in reply to you.

"I said do you need anything before I sit down?"

"No Angel, got everything I need right here," he says with a grin, arms reaching out to you with little grabby hands that insist on you coming to him right away. You laugh and let out a little squeal as he hoists you up onto the bed, positioning you between his thighs and gently urging you back to lay your head in his chest as he pulls the duvet over both of you. His chin tucks neatly on top of your head, always the perfect fit, as his arms snake around your waist so that he's holding you securely. The heat from his body radiates through your back, soothing you and relaxing you all in one. You realise with a great sense of contentment that there's nowhere you'd rather be than right here.

The film begins to play and you can't help but babble excitedly about how this was your favourite muggle Christmas film, the one that officially started your Christmas viewing every year and how you were so excited to show him all of your favourites in the years to come, if you didn't manage to squeeze them all into this particular festive season.

George is half listening, never one to drown out someone speaking so passionately about their interests, especially not his girl, but he's finding himself at increasingly distracted by your body laying between his legs. It's a wonder that you haven't noticed the prominent bulge rubbing against your lower back, especially with the way that it keeps twitching as if trying to seek out more contact, the blood in George's body racing to that one spot so quickly that he's almost dizzy.

Your legs are smooth and soft against his, just as silky as the lingerie you'd worn on your anniversary, the thought of those little panties never far from George's mind. Your chest rises and falls with every steady breath and he's helpless to look away from your breasts having the perfect view from his vantage point above you as he can stare right down into the delicious slope of your cleavage.

It's instinctual, primal almost as his arms unfurl from around you to stroke the smooth skin of your thighs. You shift a little on the spot, eyes still focused upon the television though George sees the way you lean into his touch, silently asking for more. His left hand slips along the exposed skin of your stomach before reaching up to cup your breasts. Your nipples are already pebbled and George's lips upturn into a smirk, his teeth dragging the skin of his bottom lip into his mouth just slightly as he watches the way your breasts fill his palms. His right hand slips towards the edge of your little shorts, toying with the fabric that lays dangerously close to your outer lips of your pussy, his fingers sliding down to your bikini line. Your hips rise slightly, silently beckoning him as your head raises slightly, allowing him unobstructed access to your neck.  His lips ghost against the skin of your neck and he smirks incessantly again when he feels you shiver slightly in his hold, goosebumps rising on your skin.

It's more erotic than it's ever felt, the sensuality of his touch so innocently arousing, like the days when you had to be quiet sneaking around in George's bedroom at the Burrow.

"Can I touch this perfect pussy Angel?" George coos into your ear, his fingers slipping just underneath the material of your shorts but still staying respectful as he awaits your answer.

"Please Georgie," you say breathlessly, opening your legs further for him, your arousal undeniable.

Instead of his fingers slipping out and down into the waistband of your shorts as you'd predicted, his fingers slip underneath the sides of your shorts, the thin material barely concealing your pussy.

You gasp as his fingers brush the smooth outer lips of your pussy, his touch featherlight and teasing as he traces the outline of you. Your hips move on their own accord, trying to prompt him to touch you more intimately, to stop teasing. His fingers suddenly pull open your outer lips and slip towards your little hole, long and deft fingers now tracing your inner lips and smearing the juices he finds there. One long digit draws up your wetness, tracing the seam of your cunt until he finds the sensitive nub at the core of your pleasure. Your head falls back onto his shoulder as his left hand squeezes your breast through the thin top in perfect timing with his ministrations, finger circling both your nipple and your clit in sync. He presses long and delicate kisses to your neck as his fingers play with you perfectly like a musician that had perfected their craft. You're writhing in delight, gasping out his name like it's the only thing you can remember.

Your chest heaves against the material confines of your top and he's quick to rectify that, lifting the flimsy material over the curve of your breasts, leaving you exposed to both his eyes and the chill of the room around you.

"You're so beautiful my Angel," he coos in your ear, the very tip of his index finger gently flicking the top of your clit, making you cry out at the sensation. He's soft and gentle but always with the tense of teasing, always wanting to hold back from the most obvious route to extend your pleasure. You can feel his erection pressed into your back, the wordless need conveyed so effortlessly that it makes you run up against it, wanting him to feel even a hint of the pleasure he was giving you.

"This is for you sweetheart, don't think of me right now, just enjoy it."

It's unbelievable that he could even conceive that you could think of anything else other than him in that moment, his fingers working over your most sensitive part so beautifully with the expertise of a man just like him that had been fucking your good for years. He knows exactly where you need him, your favourite spots, the ones that draw those long and bliss filled moans from your lips, the ones that make you cry out his name like a prayer and most notably the ones that catapult you to your edge in mere seconds.

"I love you so much," he whispers, fingers now circling the top of your clit in perfect rhythms, just beneath the hood in a steady rhythm that he knows you enjoy the most. You can't sit still, writhing under his touch, legs opening and closing as if simultaneously denying and accepting the pleasure bestowed upon you. His hands feel like pure magic on your body and you find yourself holding off your orgasm just for the chance of more.

When his fingers pull away from your skin you let out a low whine as you reach out for him in desperation for him to continue. You feel his chuckle, the vibrations passing between your bodies where you rest on him.

"Do you want my cock sweetheart? You've been so good."

"Please Georgie," you say breathlessly, trying to turn your head towards him but failing, the height difference not allowing you to see his face.

"I have an early Christmas present for you Angel. Take off your shorts," he gently commands before adding, "and that little top, I want to see every beautiful inch of your body on me."

You do as he asks in seconds. Even using magic couldn't have made your clothes disappear faster as you eagerly await the gift of George's cock, knowing that it had been the best gift you'd ever received years prior.

"Face away from me, I want you to see something," George instructs, giving you a warm but teasing smirk as he reaches out for you one again. He's completely naked before you, sat in much thrice same position that he was before but now the taught and freckled skin of his body is on display for you. The lines of his wide and strong shoulders, taught stomach and incredibly long legs, as well as the sight of his swollen cock all add to your arousal and you don't wait any longer to join him on the bed. You do as he asks and guide yourself to face away from him, looking down at where your cores rest just above each other, a delicious tease to what comes next.

He reaches down and grabs his swollen length, giving it a single stroke before his left hand rests in your hip to guide you, offering his cock for you to slip down onto.

You almost shudder in complete arousal as his bulbous tip slips between your folds, resting for only seconds at the very core of your pussy as you slowly sink down until he's penetrating you, filling you right to the brim. You're rendered both speechless and breathless by the sheer size of him, still the most glorious surprise even years later.

The groan that falls from his lips makes your walls clench around him, your eyes closing at the feel of your walls twitching and stretching to accommodate him. You delicately sit up, pulling off his hips for a moment as you slowly rise before sinking back down cautiously, testing the waters. You slowly increase the rhythm of your hips and in no time at all, your hips are canting on him faster and faster. You're both equally as loud in your affections, unable to hold back your cries of pleasure at the sensations. It wasn't often that you ever made love like this, at least not in this position, so unhurried.

He suddenly wraps a long arm around your middle and manoeuvres you so that he's now almost sitting, your bum nestled perfectly in his groin as he begins to move his hips quicker and harder against you, his right hand slips across your front and down to your clit, increasing your pleasure exponentially. Even in this position he's an artist with his fingers as he begins that perfect rhythms once again, finding that spot that makes you howl like a banshee, his name falling out of your mouth like a mantra.

"Look up Angel, look straight forward."

You do as he says, opening your eyes and fighting the urge to close them once again when his cock shifts just that little bit deeper from his change of angle, his hips flush to your bum.

You gasp when your eyes focus in front of you, seeing your reflection mirrored back, though you hardly recognise yourself. In this position, you're directly facing the mirror that you'd moved to accommodate the Christmas tree, not having noticed it's rather risqué new home. Your face is relaxed and yet also contorted into sheer ecstasy, eyes half lidded and pouting lips wide open. Your body is on display in the most exposing way, your legs separated by George's long legs, your breast cupped by his large hands and your clit being so meticulously toyed with. You're exposed and vulnerable but looking at you now, you don't see that, nor do you shy away from the view that you'd usually avoid under any circumstances. You look empowered and sexy with the smile of a woman that was satisfied in every sense. George looks incredible over your shoulder, his face scrunched up with the effort of his thrusts and the pleasure it brought as his slightly freckled hands occupy every inch of your body.

"Watch how I'm fucking you, how fucking beautiful you look."

It brings you closer to the edge quicker than you'd care to admit, seeing your reflection bounce on the cock of her boyfriend, your eyes fixed upon your spread open pussy that George was mercilessly teasing with his fingers. Your hips move faster now, almost bouncing on his cock as he groans and growls, his grip tightening on your breast as if to signal his own closeness.

"George, George!" You cry out, reaching your peak in an alarmingly short amount of time as you writhe on him. You want to keep your gaze upon your bodies in the mirror but your eyes close upon their own accord, the pleasure too much that it feels like it's consuming you. In the periphery of your mind, you can hear and feel George climaxing only seconds later but you're too lost in yourself to actively notice, still swimming through the brilliant haze of your orgasm, mind foggy from the sheer force of your climax.

When you come down from the high, you're panting and covered in a thin sheet of sweat, clinging to George as you feel him in much the same predicament below you. You glance back at the mirror, seeing your reflection wearing a contented smile, looking as cock drunk as you felt.

"So beautiful," he muses, your eyes meeting in the mirror whilst his hand slipping up and down your legs soothingly, slowly bringing your body back to normal. He slips out of you slowly, knowing how overstimulated you'd be and collapses back onto the bed. You turn to look at him, breaking your fixation upon the mirror and slide in beside him, his arms opening up for you instinctively as he wraps the duvet around your naked bodies once again. Your eyes divert briefly to the screen seeing that the movie is close to ending and there's a small pang of sadness that you'd missed most of the film, though you were far from sad at the distraction.

With a slight groan, George reaches across to his bedside table, grabbing his wand as it lay there and casts an enchantment upon the hot chocolates that lay long forgotten on the side, magically making them warm again. He hands you your mug as you sit up straighter in bed, pulling the duvet up with you to fight off the chill and graciously accept the warm mug, watching as a few extra marshmallows appear on top. You turn to George in confusion, watching as he winks at you and places down his wand again, sipping the hot chocolate with a moan of pleasure.

“Let’s start the film again baby,” George suggests, his eyes focusing on the television that was currently playing the credits to the film. “Start it from the beginning… we’ll see how like I can make it through before you distract me again.”

[v1nnydinny]

Can you pls pls pls do a Rodrick Heffley x trans(ftm) reader?? I’m in desperate need of more of that!!!

Maybe some smut-ish hc for him? 👉👈

AGHH BABE YESS🙄🤚🏻

Warnings: (hot emo boy) nsfw/smut, some curse words, uh I’m not sure what others but please lmk<3

GIVE ME MORE REQUESTS BABESS

Not my gif

Rodrick Heffley hcs (some smut)

⋆I feel like if you were insecure about being trans ftm (NO HATE PLEASE-) or felt like you didn’t feel “boy enough”, he’d spin you around and grip your shoulders (gently ofc-) and say things like “don’t you ever say that okay?” Or “you are a boy, you got the doofus?” And maybe give you a gentle kiss on the lips or head ^^

⋆I kinda randomly thought of this- but IF and only IF you were okay with it, I feel like he’d use hes drumsticks and gently pat them on you’re ass if you were laying on your stomach, like nowhere ever would he intend or want to make it hurt and if he ever hurt you on accident he’d feel absolutely HORRIBLE-

⋆when cuddling he’ll comb through you’re hair with his hands, it’s easier to do that if your face is facing his chest so definitely expect a face full of his armpit or chest

⋆we all know mans sleeps with his shirt off too soooo- 😻

⋆he definitely LOVES. ABSOLUTELY LOVES- be praised.

⋆LIKE PLEASEEEE

⋆PRAISE HIM.

⋆HE NEEDS IT.

⋆on another note I feel like if your giving him head or a handjob he’d get a bit whiny- 😫

⋆and or maybe buckle his hips up every now and then 😇

⋆I feel like he’d like to praise you more then degrade you if yall are going at it-

⋆he might degrade a little but you’ll have to beg for it-

⋆he likes positions where he can see your face/facial expressions, butterfly against the walls, cowgirl but in this sense cowboy:), Missionary, so on-

⋆you definitely come to his band practice (as if you aren’t always with him😻)

⋆loves to play the drums for you, loves watching your eyes follow his next move and smile when he plays😽

⋆slow make outs and rough make outs 😇

⋆also like- bro can be a lil sassyyy🙄💅🏻

⋆you and him definitely prank Greg all the time

⋆if you have hair ties because maybe you do- and you left them at his house you’d definitely find them on his wrists

⋆AGHH TIE HIS HAIR IN A LIL PONY. PLEASE.

⋆dates are going skating or building forts and watching movies in them 🙈

⋆if you’re giving him head he’d definitely rub your head or cheek and maybe push your face down more but only if your okay with that😇

⋆drives you to and from school, his band members have to sit in the back, you always get the front, because duh you’re passenger prince🙄

⋆definitely gives you lots of hickeys.

⋆LOADS OF EM

⋆definitely at first will ask you a bunch if it hurts or hurts to much

⋆he’ll LOWKEY tease and bully you all the time-

⋆but he in reality is SO in love with you.

⋆every Valentine’s Day he gets you flowers that are either your favorite or fav color, fav bag of chocolates and I feel like he might attempt to write you a card but his hand writing is probably shit asf-

⋆when he asks you out he’s definitely super SUPER nervous you’ll say no so there’s like a 50/50% chance that one of his friends will do it for him or he’ll ask one of you’re friends to tell you

⋆OKAY BUT- bracelet dates kinda sound like a thing-

⋆and he’d ALWAYS wear the bracelet you made him.

-firm grip on your hips or wrists as you ride him.

Always

(I’ll have to write more😇)

Not my gif, gif found on Pinterest

[thecomfortgoth]

Tw: talk about periods and being sick, talk of cramps and feeling sick, talk of just general yucky feeling when sick or having a bad time with your monthly cycle

18+ MDNI

This was absolutely a self indulgent write a few weeks ago when I was sick AND on my period at the same fucking time, but I had not been able to stop thinking about how The Boys (tm) (this means Eddie, Steve and Billy on my blog) would be when you’re sick or having a rough time with your monthly cycle.

Also quick note to say that anyone who has any negative comments or opinions about anything I write (unless it’s genuine constructive criticism) or any of The Boys (tm) , they will be deleted and blogs will be permanently blocked. If you don’t like a character or how someone headcanons them, you don’t have to interact. Please just scroll along.

Pls also accept this as my “I’m sorry Peeping Tom Part 3 is so so so so dreadfully terribly fucking late” offering (I promise it’ll be out soon, I just need some time to work on it and have a lot of work at the moment)

There do be headcanons under the cut~

Steve would be so sympathetic, he’d be all over you the second you mentioned it, showering you with affection and asking you what you need every 5 minutes because he’s so worried about you. He’d be ushering you into your bedroom and grabbing you some comfy pyjamas to change into. He’d be grabbing you a blanket and tucking you in, making you your favourite food (if you can stomach it) and laying with you while you watch any kind of crappy TV you desire. He’d bring you chocolate or candy or any favourite snack of yours and make you hot drinks, kissing your warm flushed cheek every time he came into the room and telling you that you’re still his perfect angel, even if you’re grumpy and moody. He’d be rubbing your belly and your back, telling you he doesn’t care if you have squidgy bits or rolls or stretch marks, he wants to help you feel better and if this does the trick? Then by god hes doing it. He’d maybe even go as far as kissing every single little silvery mark on your skin while he lays on top of you and lets you use him as a heated weighted blanket, your fingers in his perfect hair as you play with it and gently wind it around your fingers absentmindedly. Steve doesn’t mind one bit and will lay there all night if he has to.

Eddie at first, would panic, because he has absolutely no idea what to do. It’s only ever been him and Wayne, and he’s never really had to look after someone when they’re sick or in pain. If you’re on your period, he’d be going to the store to grab you any supplies and may be a little shy about it, but he’d do it anyway because he knows you need it. He would definitely forget to ask you what tampons/pads you normally use, so would end up buying one of each, coming home out of breath and all sorts of discombobulated, clutching them in his arms saying he’s sorry but he just wanted to make sure you were prepared (it makes you giggle when he’s breathless and dramatic all “I didn’t wanna be that guy who texts and asks something stupid like ‘what size pussy you wear’ while I’m in the middle of the fuckin’ pad aisle!”) He’d run you a nice warm bath or a hot shower at least, letting you relax in the water while he sits outside the bathroom door (because he understands you might want some privacy) with his guitar, serenading you softly with some of your favourite songs. Afterwards he’d take you into his room, giving you one of his old band T-shirts to wear as pyjamas, drying off your hair for you and getting you all comfy on his bed, making you a little cosy nest, cuddling you close while you listen to some quiet music and he lets you doze on and off on his chest, playing with your hair and giving you forehead kisses. He does worry a little every time you wince or groan, but he shushes you and runs his fingers through your hair, reassuring both you and himself in the same breath.

Now Billy, he’s dealt with this before. He does have a sister and a stepmum after all. He just knows that you’re probably going to be a little moody and easily irritable if you’re on your period, so he is super super careful about what he says and does, lest he feel your wrath (and because he just doesn’t want to upset you deep down). He’ll immediately grab you a hot water bottle and make sure you’re keeping hydrated, constantly filling up your cup or bottle as soon as he sees you only have a couple sips left in it or scolding you very gently if you don’t drink enough, trying to make you see the importance of it. He’s a man of few words normally, (especially after all the therapy and healing and also meeting you, he’s just much calmer and more peaceful now) but if you get a little upset or sad, he’ll be right there reassuring you that he still loves you and that you still mean the world to him while he lets you play with his hair, something he never lets ANYONE do. He’d be carefully watching you for any kind of change in your expression or noise or twist in your body as you try to get comfortable, and as soon as he does notice it, he’ll be getting up and soon appearing with exactly what it is you need or moving you into a more comfortable position while he wraps his arms around you and snuggles you. It’s honestly so surprising to you to have someone who just knows what you need and when you need it, you’re a little taken aback by it, but in a good way. He’ll hand you things you need with a small smile, shrugging and blushing a little as he tells you it’s no big deal, but secretly he’s super proud of himself for just being so intuitive, picking up on your mood etc easily and putting things he’d learned in the past to good use, he loves to take care of you and would do literally anything for you when you’re sick or in pain.

[cherry-pop-elf]

Warm Rain Kisses

Westley Vuk x Reader

I had married Westley so I got a burst of needed endorphins. It’s also a AMAZING game. Pls I need mutuals who play this game

Summary: A rainy day on the farm calls for some needed cuddles with your newly acquired puppy of a husband

“Darling, you are just drenched-!” Your husband would shout, as your soggy body entered the home. Everything was soaked, and your boots were even filled with water. That rain storm came out of nowhere, and it was hitting hard. With lighting cracking outside.

“Seem’s to me Violet may have made her incantation a little too potent.” You admit, as you would pull your shoes off. You swore a fish came out of it even. Cleocatra would enjoy it, at least.

“I’ll go fetch you a change of clothes.” Weasley said, as he would hurry to the closet. He did his best to be careful, as it had been past sunset. Big paws and all. He’s had years of practice, and you made it your soul mission to write your own mending incantation. Just for him. That way he could stress less. Gramma would have been so proud.

“The chores are all done, at least. Frozen over here.” You shivered, as you had to take everything off. Even with being married, and having had many an encounter that resulted in damaged clothes, your husband still got so bashful around your naked body. You two have long since enjoyed a wonderful honeymoon, but here he was. Covering his eyes with sleepwear he grabbed for you. Had you giggle. That’s the man you married.

“I’ll get some underwear on, don’t worry.” You teased him. With a peck to his furry cheek you were off. Left him all a fluster. How you adored teasing him. Your big ‘scary’ wolf of a husband, still able to be so gentle in such a massive form.

With proper undergarments on, you returned to the living room. You might wear was laid out, and you could hear him already working in the kitchen. If the mutters of Russian curses at dropped items said anything to you.

Warm clothes, a warm fire place, and the works of tea. That’s what your cold skin needed. Also, cuddles. Lots of them. He was more than happy to provide such, as he would return with a tray of needed treats.

“Figured I would try something a little different. My mother loved to make warm drinks for me, and my brother, whenever we returned hunting. Even in the snow you can lose a lot of fluids. She liked to make it a little challenge for herself. To try and make something a little different.” Westley would explain to you, before he laid on the floor. Now your big pillow to cuddle, as the towel he had also grabbed was in your hand. Ruffling at your hair to dry.

“Oooo. Hot chocolate!” You perked up, and were excited. Something sweet. Oh he knew you well. Hardly bothered with your hair anymore, before you were quick to take your cup. Nearly burned your tongue, but it was so worth it.

“Kai always finds the best chocolate.” You cooed, as you laid against your husband. Enjoying his furry touch, and the way he breathed. Such big breaths. How his heart beat was so visible. Some call it morbid. You call it beautiful.

“He really does. Maybe if we were to ever reveal ourselves one day, he should be who we speak to first. He seems the most likely to be open minded.” He figured, as he yawned. Poor man was exhausted, but he was always willing to wait for you.

“Yeah. I wouldn’t be surprised if he already has met some FaeFolk. He’s been all over the place. Maybe he never brought it up because of that. He knows better than to risk their secret. Respects nature, after all. The way he talks about the water just seems too whimsical…” You would agree, as you watched the fire place.

“Exactly. Along with the books he seems to enjoy, and how whatever I recommend seems to be something he’s aware of. World travelers tend to be more open minded.” Your husband would agree, as he gave a long stretch. Made his joints pop just right, as he would yawn.

“Today was a good day.” You would nod, with pride. You finished some candles, have potions and time freeze spells stacked for your mining trip tomorrow, finished some aging wines for your hubby to enjoy, the animals were checked on, you did alot in one day. Busy, but that’s how you liked it.

“I’m so glad. I wish I could do more for you, but I can only be in two places so often.” Your husband would sigh. That made you kiss his fuzzy little ear. He was doing so much. He deserved rest all the same. Just because you two had different jobs didn’t mean he didn’t deserve any less rest.

“You are doing the best you can. I love you so much for that.” You would finish your drink, before you simply curled up against him. No need a bed tonight. He was just perfect like this. The warm fire place, the rain storm outside, and the heavy breathing of your Westley. What more could you want?

“Suppose I’m stuck here for the night.” He chuckled, before he would nuzzle his muzzle against your cheek. His wet nose kissed your cheek, and that made you giggle. You loved his little doggy kisses. And in turn, he loved giving them. It made the burden of being a werewolf not so bad. You loved BOTH sides of him. His human, and fae, sides. Him. Simply him.

“Good night, sweetheart. Love you. Love you so much.” He whispered, in that gravely voice of his. A sleepy ‘love you more’ was returned, and he chuckled. Hardly could stay awake any longer. It was just a slice of heaven in that moment. Warmth, and love.

What more could a witch want?

[wizardingdiaries]

🥀 angst | ☁️ fluff | ✨ faves | 🔥 smut

🪐 already on notes | 🍂 to be read

Draco Malfoy 1

By lastheavcns

sectumsempra ☁️ - AU where it was the reader who hexed Katie Bell.

soulmates ☁️ - AU where at the age of 16, the first words your soulmate says to you appears on your wrist then fades away after meeting them.

faking it 🍂 - You fake a relationship with Draco Malfoy to avoid a classmate.

drunk nights ☁️ - Draco stumbles into your dorm room late at night.

remember me 🍂 - Reader loses her memory of Draco and their relationship, and he pretends they were never together at all.

By henqtic

𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘦 🥀✨ - Ever since the beginning of the year, Draco just needed someone to hold him.

𝘈𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘔𝘦 𝘈 𝘋𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 ☁️ - what would happen if your parents arranged for you both to attend the yule ball together.

hot chocolate and cookies 🍂 - post-war dracoxreader with a lot of fluff

By iwritesiriusly

Distant 🍂

Comfort Crowd ☁️

Cold 🍂 - Draco noticing the reader is cold and constantly trying to offer his sweater to her.

By awritingtree

Crystals and Stars 🍂 - Draco arrives at the Astronomy tower in hope of some peace and quiet. What happens when he finds a familiar face already there?

Can’t Help Falling In Love 🍂 - Y/N and Draco Malfoy have been forced into a marriage.

By willowbleedsonpaper

Carrot Cake 🍂 - soulmate au post war.

By coffee--writes

Expecto Patronum 🍂 - In which, Draco Malfoy was never able to cast a Patronus. At least up until now…

By selenes-sun

Two 🥀 - angsty

By heloisedaphnebrightmore

By your side 🥀✨ - Draco is suffering alone and you can’t stand aside anymore, watching him losing himself in pain.

I like me better 🍂 - Draco is having a hard time, but you are there by his side, reassuring him of how much you love him.

By iliveiloveiwrite

Healer | Healing Hands 🍂 - An injury takes you to St Mungo’s where you run into a familiar face. (post Hogwarts).

Unrequited? 🍂 - Parties are always the catalyst for confessions.

Fire Burn and Cauldron Bubble 🍂 - Draco needs a new stockist.

How To Stop Time: Touch ☁️ - Please could you do a soulmate au where time stops when soulmates touch for the first time.

this life is short, darling. so come, run away with me. 🍂 - talks of the future.

Secrets 🍂 - “Is that my shirt?”

Tell Me Something Good 🍂 - “I think I’m in love with you.”

Somebody’s Heartbreak 🍂 - “Are you… Are you flirting with me?” (fake dating)

home is wherever I'm with you 🍂 - Draco x Reader with a Post War AU friends to lovers.

Bets and Bludgers 🍂 - “I can’t even look at you right now.”

First Date 🍂

Accident Prone 🍂 - Healer!Draco and his quidditch player gf who always ends up injured somehow.

Something I Need ☁️🥀 - some angst - nightmares, reader comforting Draco, lots of fluff and love.

Haunted Forests 🍂

Good Days and Bad Days 🍂 - fluff and comfort and a really cheesy ending.

Love Languages 🍂 - Five times Draco shows you he loves you, and the one time he tells you. 

Stargazing and Waltzing 🍂 - stars and waltzes tend to lead to something more.

Chase Away The Dark 🍂 - reader has some awful nightmares and Draco wakes her up and comforts her.

Chasers and Cuddles 🍂 - draco who’s sore and tired from quidditch pls with a Slytherin reader.

Better 🍂 - academic rivalries, fluff, flirting, mutual pining, making out.

Late Fees ☁️ - A Librarian AU that absolutely no-one asked for.

Wait For Me 🍂 - draco performed the obliviate curse on his gf before the war, then met her again post war when he became a healer.

Love 🍂 - Draco x reader where they are dating in school, maybe just chilling and he realises he truly loves her.

In Dreams 🥀 - In dreams, he talks with you.

Take Me To Your Heart 🍂 - love me tender, love me sweet, never let me go.

Time Heals 🍂 - The aftermath of the Battle of Hogwarts is a time for healing for everyone, Draco included.

By dracomalfoysslave

masturbation schedules 🔥

Sweet and Sour 🔥

By finnwrld

Always so cold 🍂 - the five times Draco Malfoy gave you his jumper and the one time you accepted.

By mirclealignr

a beautiful dream 🍂 - “I let you hurt me because i thought you would hurt less”

[one-fin-wonder]

Headcanons! Steven helping you after a rough day:

A/N: I wanted to say thank you all for how much love I’ve been receiving on my posts! I’m so so happy I’m portraying him correctly and that others agree with what I think. I appreciate it a lot and I will try my best to continue making good headcanons!! Also I started school so 1. I’ve been having some roughhhh days. And 2. I Don’t have as much time to brainstorm on headcanons now. So pls bare with me! ❤️

- Steven would see the change in your body as soon as you walk though the door. He knows immediately you’re struggling.

- “Oh love..” you would probably just sigh in response and he’d hug you. Holding you for a solid minute before letting you go.

- He would dote on you 100% this man is a SIMP

- “Sit sit, I’ll make tea, we can cuddle. Whatever you need, love,”

- He would make tea in your favorite mug, if you don’t like tea he’d make your favorite comfort beverage

- Hot chocolate, apple cider, tea, coffee or whatever. This man will learn to make it for days like these.

- He grabs blankets and pillows to make sure your comfortable

- He’d encourage you to eat something even if it’s just a small snack.

- He would try to make you as relaxed and comfortable as he can

- He knows you are struggling with work (or school or just life) and will ask you yes or no questions to try and help take the burden of decisions off your hands.

- “Is the couch okay?” If you say no or shake your head he’d nods and try and figure out what you need with the littlest amount of decision making to help keep you relaxed “is the bed okay?” “Can I carry you?” “Are you comfortable?”

- Are you the type that gets overwhelmed and becomes non-verbal? (I sure am) Not a problem. This man would learn ASL, or carry around notepads to help you communicate. He might even help set up an AAC board to help you too. (AAC is a board with premade words and phrases built in and it says them out loud for you, even allows you to text to speech.)

- He learns very quickly what helps and doesn’t

- Don’t like being touched? That’s okay he will ask before every time he has to touch you, he’d also simply just sit and keep you company as best he can.

- Need noise that isn’t your negative thoughts? He would let you pick the music if you wanted to pick and play it in the background

- He makes dinner for you both but continuously checks in when he can.

- Once he sees you relax and become yourself again he will smile wide, he won’t mention it fully to refrain from making you self conscious or upset but he will become really happy to see he could help.

Someone give this man a hug and a bestest boy award.

[etherealyoungk]

HII pls elaborate ur thoughts on svt and christmas dates since its november now and i have an unhealthy obsession with christmas LMAO (ignore if u got nothing babes its alr hehe)

naya hello lovely! here you go. these are more like christmas svt thoughts, hope you like them!

seventeen and christmas thoughts

seungcheol: lots and lots of mornings cuddles because it's cold and he'll just crush you against him as he nuzzles in the face in the crook of your neck. won't let you go even though your alarm has rung and been snoozed 3 times already. when you finally get out of his arms he is so sulky and pouty as he goes on about how cold he is now because all the warmth is gone now that you were gone.

jeonghan: ice skating with jeonghan who's surprisingly good for someone who's never gone ice skating before (def went and practiced before to impress you) and you're just holding onto him for dear life as you try not to fall. he'll take your hands and gently guide you on the ice and tell you how good you were doing. will get you something warm afterwards.

joshua: making hot chocolate with joshua on a cold winter night while he sings to you softly and will tell you cute christmas stories from his childhood.

junhui: the cold got you craving something hot and spicy and ramen seemed like the best fix. so that's how you and jun were now in the kitchen making ramen, jun watching over your shoulder until he wraps his arms aorund your waist pulling you closer to him for warmth.

hoshi: dragging hoshi out in the snow to make a snowman only for him to start making a tiger in snow...to accompany the snowman. will turn into an impromptu snow ball fight until ya'll are laughing on the floor.

wonwoo: to say your hands were cold was an understatement because they were freezing and you thought they were gonna fall off. you're desperately trying to warm your hands as you walk along the street with wonwoo to get some coffee in the morning. he notices and takes your hand in his, and puts in in his jacket coat. you lean into his touch and warmth and he wraps an arm around your shoulder, pulling you closer.

woozi: going out to the christmas market with woozi and everything you look at he's like "do you wanna this". but when you don't end up buying anything, he'll surprise you with one of the things he noticed you lingering and looking at longer and you're just surprised at how he noticed that you wanted that.

minghao: getting matching christmas sweaters with hao would be so funny. he'd hate the idea at first but will indulge because of you and you dragged him to the store and got some of the lamest but funniest matching sweaters. would say it was 'okay' but he did like the idea and he loved the smile on your face even more.

mingyu: making a christmas cake with mingyu with matching aprons and all and he's just having so much fun and telling you to relax while you're reading the recipe a dozen times to make sure you don't mess up. it's only when the cake is fully baked and you taste a tiny bit that you realize how much rum mingyu actually put in the cake and he just shrugs his shoulders and will feed you more telling you it's christmas as he kisses your cheeks.

dokyeom: seeing the first snow with dokyeom as you're walking back home, hand in hand and he's looking at you with the brightest smile because you're going on about how you saw the first snow with him.

seungkwan: decorating the christmas tree with seungkwan and you yall put on some christmas tunes and seungkwan is softly singing along in his angelic voice and you're just smiling as you look at him. later when it's time to put the lights on the tree, you just wrap a few lights on yourself while seungkwan is just looking at you like "what are you dong?", and you burst into a fit of laughter.

vernon: crocheting a scarf for vernon to wear since it was getting colder and colder and he was always out for his schedules. he loved it so much and would wear it every day and it was like a little token of you he could keep with him always if he ever missed you.

dino: you and dino decide to gift each other something but then one day you both see each other shopping for the other's gift 😭so it just then turns into a "buy me this" or "buy me that" and the whole surprise element is gone. but dino will still go out of his way and get you something extra because he really did want to surprise you.

[pasta-in-the-pudding]

Hey I think your entrys are awesome!! Maybe give us a small scenario with Masky x fem!reader during winter season? Like what would they do, pls 🙏

Aaaa ty! 😭

Thanks for requesting!

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Winter with masky

Masky hates the winter

It's his least favorite season

But lucky for you, masky gets really cuddly around this time of year

And hairer

He usually ends up growing a beard during winter, and he gets bigger too

He's also really warm, so its basically just like cuddling a huge bear

He's happy that you're happy, but he seriously can't wait for this icey death to be over

Masky also has this special jacket that he saves specifically for winter

It's like a 3xl, so its big, and it's fluffy

Steal it

Steal it now

You won't regret it

Masky likes to make hot chocolate a lot

And we aren't just talking regular hot chocolate, we're talking Flanders style hot chocolate

With the whipped cream and cinnamon and toasted marshmallow with chocolate shavings on top

It's truly heaven on earth

Christmas movie marathons happen, not just with masky, but all over the mansion

He likes to drag you with him to watch the movies, and cuddle up together, a blanket tossed over your bodies and your hands intertwined, keeping each other warm

And don't even get him started on all of the holidays

There are creeps that celebrate all sorts of things this time of year, so December is usually a pretty lively month around the mansion

And now, I give you a winter scenario with Tim <3

Scenario

"Hoonneeeyyy" your sweet voice sings. "Wake uuupp!" It's snowed 4 feet last night, meaning it's a snow day! No work for anybody, and you want to take advantage of this. Tim, however, does not seem like he wants to be up so early. He grumbles and cuddles into your chest, wrapping his big arms around your waist. "Mmh....five more minutes." He mutters, pressing lazy kisses to your shoulder. You ruffle up his hair and giggle. "No way! We only have 24 hours to enjoy this day!"

He grumbles once more and sighs, laying still for another moment before sitting up and stretching. "All right, all right. I'm up." He says with a yawn. You smile and rush to get up as well, getting undressed from your sweatpants and some band t-shirt you stole from Tim, and instead getting bundled up into some warm snow clothes. Once Tim gets himself ready, you grab his hand and drag him all the way down the stairs and into the snow.

You immediately begin making snow angels and throwing snowballs at the others who have come outside, while Tim simply stands on the porch and smokes. "Come on, you can't just smoke all day silly!" You call over to him. "Sure I can! At least I won't catch a cold like you!" He calls back with a hearty chuckle.

Once the fun festivities are over, you are sad to find that some snow did in fact, seep into your underlayer of clothes, and you did in fact, catch a cold.

Tim takes care of you, yes, but that is another story for another time <3333

[lizzie-is-here]

Ello can u pls do (8. having to share a bed and being chill with it because, ya know, friendship™️ but it turns out you cuddle in your sleep and oh no this is a problem-) Kate Bishop x fem reader where you guys have been friends for a long time and both have feelings for each other and both of you have been forced to sleep in 1 bed because there aren't any others then you both end up confessing each others feelings and end up together in the end? ty :) <3

follower event!

character: kate bishop x fem!reader

prompt: “having to share a bed and being chill with it because, ya know, friendship™️ but it turns out you cuddle in your sleep and oh no this is a problem-“

a/n: these ideas are so freaking cute i love them. also writing about kate is very enjoyable lol

requests are still open here!

“Hey, (Y/N), it’s Kate. I really hate to do this, but it’s kind of an emergency and I would really appreciate if you could let me into your apartment.”

You stare at the text message from an unknown number, immediately setting down your hot chocolate and heading to the door of your small apartment. You and Kate had been best friends since high school. If she says it’s important, it’s important.

When you open your door, however, it isn’t just Kate on the other side. Next to her is Avenger and master assassin Clint Barton, her idol and inspiration. And a golden retriever. Who you’re sure your cat will hate.

“I’m really sorry,” she begins, clutching her bow tightly. “I promise I’ll make it up to you, it’s just… There’s a lot happening, and I didn’t know where else to go so I-”

You hold a hand up. “Kate, it’s fine. You don’t have to apologize; come in.” The duo slips inside of your apartment and politely sets their weapons and shoes by the door. Clint glances around your apartment.

A cat lazing on the couch, side-eyeing Pizza Dog. The TV turned on to Hell’s Kitchen, with Gordon yelling at some poor chef about scallops. One bedroom, one couch. He sighs and prepares for a night of poor sleep.

“I’m making hot chocolate, do either of you want some?” Kate is quick to accept, heading to the kitchen and offering to help. You assure her that you can mix the powder on your own just fine, but you can feel the guilt radiating off her.

You let her make the hot chocolate.

After the three mugs are distributed, you sit the two archers on the couch and pause your show, standing in front of the TV. “So,” you say, sipping the scalding drink. “Are you going to tell me what’s going on and why an Avenger is in my living room?”

They give you the best run-down they can, explaining everything from the Ronin suit, the Tracksuit Mafia, and the badass assassin tailing them. You grow more worried as they speak, hurrying to close the blinds and check the doors.

“Well, I don’t have any fancy tech, but I do have food and working cable,” you joke. “The couch pulls out, so I can sleep out here-“

The famed archer waves you off. “Nah, I’ll sleep out here. Not like I want to sleep in the same bed as this hooligan.” He shoves Kate.

She rolls her eyes and shoves him back, nodding to you. “Sharing a bed? Like old times?”

“If you say old times you mean ‘a few months ago’, then sure.” You wave goodnight to Clint and Pizza Dog, and head to your room, Kate trundling behind. She flops on your bed as you head into your bathroom.

“Hey, wash up before you go and dirty my bed,” you joke, offering a washcloth and some disinfectant. She merely rolls over, pouting.

“Don’ wanna,” she whines, sliding from the bed anyway and taking the dripping cloth from you. “Um, now may be a good time to mention that I don’t know how to treat wounds.”

You glance at her. A cut at her temple, some scrapes on her arms and face, and some bruising here and there. Nothing too bad, but enough to need attention. Flipping down the toilet lid, you gesture for her to sit, grabbing a first aid kit.

Humming Christmas carols, you pour some soap on the rag and begin to wipe the blood and dirt from her face.

Kate can’t help but soak in every detail. Your nose scrunches as you wipe and clean, and you let out satisfied huffs between phrases of “Baby, It’s Cold Outside” when you successfully remove patches of dried blood.

You’re too absorbed in playing nurse to notice her staring, and she only snaps out of it when you grab the hydrogen peroxide. You whisper an “I’m sorry,” as you dab the cuts, softly shushing her as she wimpers from the sting.

Thankfully, the feeling doesn’t last long, and she can resume her staring as you grab ointment.

Kate isn’t sure how long it’s been since she started looking at you like this. She knows it started in high school. She remembers how scared she’d been. But now, it feels like the most natural thing in the world.

Loving you is the most natural thing in the world.

It’s uncharacteristic, how shy and awkward she becomes around you. For all of her confidence and swagger, you reduce her to fumbling her words and tripping over air. So she never said anything. Never brought it up, in hopes her pesky feelings would die out in college.

Then she saw you at her first college party and knew she had to admit her feelings at least to herself. Not like any girl absolutely sweep the football team at beer pong and leave on her own two feet. But you were you, so she wasn’t surprised.

She almost asked you out halfway through your freshman year of college, but finals were too stressful. Then, she tried again the next year for Valentine’s day, but another girl beat her to it. The year after that was the worst, since she almost got the full sentence of, “Will you go out with me?” out before being hit by a punk on a bicycle and having to get three stitches in her head.

And, well, she was going to ask you out a few days ago for Christmas, but then she destroyed a bell tower, infiltrated a black market auction, met an Avenger, and caught her apartment on fire. So her luck was not the best.

“Watcha thinking about?” you ask as you unwrap those little skinny bandages. You carefully hold the skin together as you apply them, still humming, now to “Little Drummer Boy.”

“You, everything about you,” she thinks. “I want to kiss you really bad.”

But those aren’t the kinds of things you tell your best friend after raiding her apartment, so she just shrugs.

“Nothing much.” You scoff, helping her up and throwing off your shirt and shimmying out of your jeans. You two have changed around each other so often that it’s no big deal, but Kate’s thoughts are still going a mile a minute.

Her heartrate hits top speed as you step past her to grab an oversized sleep shirt and some comfy shorts from the ground, bending down as she goes beet-red.

You toss her some clothes and she tugs them on, trying her best not to think about how they smell like your perfume.

Meanwhile, you slip into your clothes, turning around and immediately slapping a hand on her forehead.

“Kate, hun, you’re bright red. Do you have a fever?” you ask, brows knitting as you watch her shake her head.

“No, no fever here,” she chuckles nervously. “No, I’m just… The adrenaline from the fight is probably wearing of, so…” You take the excuse, clambering into bed and patting the spot next to you as you flick off the lamp.

Once you both get situated, you’re face-to-face in the dark, hands almost touching. The street lights filter through your blinds, projecting bright dots on your face and the wall behind you.

Kate watches you shuffle under the covers, burrowing into your pillow with a tired noise. She opens and closes her mouth a few times, unsure if she should say something or keep her hyperactive thoughts to herself.

“Hmm?” you ask. Although your eyes are closed, you can feel how restless she is.

“Are you mad at me?” Your eyes fly open, frowning.

“Kate, what?” She shook her head, immediately regretting the words that flew out of her mouth. “Kate, no. I am not mad at you. I promise, okay?” You take her face in your hands, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

“Get some rest, okay? Gotta have you energized to take out this Tracksuit Mafia tomorrow.”

———————————————————————

Kate did not get rest. For a while, she filtered in and out of sleep, adrenaline and nerves still running on overdrive. And as her mind spiraled, she began to worry.

These tracksuit guys were relentless. What if they trailed her and Clint to your apartment? What if they broke in? Oh, God, had she endangered you by coming here?

In her mind, your apartment was no longer a safe place. It was a trap, and you were stuck in it. She didn’t think she could forgive herself if you got hurt. Or if your apartment got burnt to a crisp.

The anxiety and panic began to set in, slowly building until Kate was wiping tears from her eyes.

As she sniffles quietly, you huff in your sleep, mumbling to yourself and scooting around the bed. She freezes as you roll over, tucking yourself under her arm and sprawling one arm and one leg over her. Great.

Not being able to shove you off, Kate rests her chin atop your head, inhaling the scent of your shampoo and attempting to slow her breathing.

Something about the proximity stirs something in the girl. Maybe because of how often she’s thought about this. Maybe because your arm is wrapped tightly around her waist as you quietly snore.

She runs a hand through your hair, freezing as you mumble. You wake up to the movement, blinking hazily. Lifting your head with a groan, you blink away your tiredness as you take in the situation.

“You alright?” you whisper, words muffled by sleep. She nods, hoping you’ll just go back to sleep. But you notice her shaky breaths, so you lay back on your side of the bed, facing her as you sigh. “What’s wrong?”

It takes her a little while to respond, but she manages eventually. “Did I make a mistake by coming here? Am I gonna get you hurt?”

You shake your head, gently patting her arm as you yawn. “No. I’ll be fine, Kate. Even if they did come by here, I doubt they’d be able to rough me up that much.” She frowns. “Hey, I can’t let a bunch of old dudes in tracksuits beat me up. Like, how embarrassing would that be?” you joke.

Some tension leaves her shoulders and she laughs, chasing away the worry suffocating her.

“You’re ridiculous,” she chuckles. “I love you so much.”

She genuinely doesn’t clock the words as they spill out, but she notices you still, even your breath stopping. You gulp, words stuck in your throat.

“You love me?” you ask, tearing up.

It’s Kate’s turn to pause. “I- wait, what? Did I say that?” She laughs, kicking herself as she watches her chance at asking you out dwindle away. “I don’t- What?”

You watch as she grows more upset with herself, reaching over to rest a hand on her shoulder. “Kate, hey. It’s okay.” Leaning in, you whisper to her. “Can I tell you a secret?”

You don’t wait for her to respond. “I love you, too.”

She shakes her head. “(Y/N), you don’t have to say that-“

“Shh. Shh your face,” you say, laughing as you pat her face in an attempt to stop her self-deprecation. “I love you. You just have to deal with it.”

When she continues rambling, you sigh, scooting closer and cupping your hand on her cheek. As you lean in, you wait for her to pull away. When she nods, barely noticeable in the dark, you close the space.

You only part when you both need air, giggling in the dark like two idiots that had been skirting around their feelings for years. “Well,” she grins. “Guess I’ll just have to deal with it.”

[starmyu-paralive-imagines]

I read paralive and you had me immediately ksjsk I would like to request the phrase “You’re warm, I’m cold. Let's cuddle.” for cozmez (separately) pls and thanks for writing for paralive, it makes me happy that the fandom gets bigger :'))

ﾟ*☆*ﾟ ゜ﾟ*☆*ﾟ ゜ﾟ*☆*ﾟ ゜ﾟ*☆*ﾟ

Kanata Yatonokami

You were happily on your way to meet Kanata at his place. You had quickly stopped by to grab yourself a milk tea boba, drinking it as you walked. But, the drink was cold and so was it outside. Maybe you should have gotten a hot coffee or hot chocolate. Oh well, it was too late for that now. 

You made it to the small apartment of the twins, and announced your arrival. “Kanata! I’m here!” 

The door opened, revealing Kanata, “Hey, come in.” 

You smile happily and enter, slipping your boots off. “It’s kinda cold in here.” 

Kanata shrugged, “It’s good enough.” He was wearing a sweater and it looked like he had been sitting under a blanket, too. 

You plop down on the sofa next to where his things were, immediately sinking into the warmth. You took a sip of your boba. 

“Are you really drinking that in this weather?” Kanata judged. 

You hum happily. “Yes. I couldn’t resist.” 

He rolled his eyes and sat down next to you, pulling his laptop over. 

You leaned over on him. Feeling his warmth, you scooted closer. 

“Hey,” Kanata called at your invasion. 

���You’re warm, I’m cold. Let’s cuddle,” you said. 

“I’m working right now,” he said, but shifted to get comfortable with you.

“I won’t bother you,” you smile, sipping your boba again. You blink, then hold it up, “Want a sip?” 

“No thanks,” Kanata said, not looking over. He clicked around on the laptop. “Here, listen to this,” he handed you an earbud. 

You took it, spending the rest of your time together listening and talking about music.

Nayuta Yatonokami

The days had already started to get cooler. Luckily, you thought. You were welcoming of the weather because the heat of the summer had been especially brutal this year. 

You were also finally able to pair your outfits with cute jackets and cardigans without breaking out into a running sweat. Today you wore a Jean jacket with your outfit, and felt super cute. 

You were walking down the road, heading home when you thought you saw something on one of the benches off the side of the sidewalk. Slowing down your pace as you approached, you suddenly recognized the figure and rushed towards it. 

"Nayuta?!" You gasp.

Nayuta, clad in a jacket laying down on the metal bench, opened his bleary eyes to gaze up at you. "Huh?" He blinked sleepily. "Oh… it's you…" 

"Don't huh me! Why are you sleeping out here?" You ask him.

"I got tired and decided to take a nap here…" he said. 

You pushed him to sit up and sat down beside him, facing him. "You shouldn't sleep in public like this," you reprimanded. "What if something happens while you're asleep?" 

Nayuta just nodded and yawned. He leaned forward, resting his head on your shoulder suddenly. 

"N-Nayuta?" 

He hummed sleepily, wrapping his arms around you inside your jacket. "You're warm, I'm cold. Let's cuddle." 

Your eyes widen at him. "H-Hey, not here!" You rapidly look around your surroundings.

"Just for a minute," he said. 

You hummed, finally relenting. “Just for a minute,” you repeat. “And then we’ll go back inside.” 

“Mhm,” Nayuta hummed happily. It was enough to appease Nayuta.

[nishayuro]

Hellooo

May i request some fluff romantic satan x mc (gn reader!) Headcanons? Us satan stans are currently starving, my boy needs some love<3

Have a nice day/night!

Obey me! Romantic Satan x GN!MC

Genre: Fluff

A/N: Man, I too feel the drought of some specific characters, that's why I decided to write for Obey Me LMAO, sorry for being late tho but here you gooo~

Satan

Okay, so we all know he is a bookworm.

He has probably read more books than you have ever drank water (Hydrate, pls)

So, he obviously knows about different romance tropes and romantic gestures and he has probably always wanted to try these on someone, but...

No one really wanted to get into a relationship with the Avatar of Wrath, and if they did, it would probably not even be a serious one so he doesn't bother.

But then you came along :))

You loved him even if he is literally wrath’s incarnate.

You loved him even when you witnessed his darker side.

You loved him even after you saw his weak side.

You would remind him that he is his own person, and not Lucifer's shadow and he really appreciates that.

So when he confessed to you and you confessed back, he knew he had to show you how much you mean to him.

He would be such a gentleman, he'd open doors for you, carry your things for you (even if you tell him you can do it yourself, pls let him, he justs wanna show you he loves you)

CAT CAFE DATES!!! He has always wanted to try it, and now that he has an s/o he can finally do it!

Library dates! You would recommend books to each other and read silently next to each other, occasionally commenting on your reading. Both enjoying the calm nature and a good book and each other’s presence.

He loves sleeping next to you, just cuddling you. He likes being the big spoon but doesn’t mind being the little spoon from time to time.

Soft kisses. Forehead, cheeks, head, lips, doesn’t matter, he will give you a kiss everytime you see each other.

OMG okay, imagine a cold winter night, you’re both cuddling in front of the fireplace in the common room at midnight, cups of hot chocolate on the coffee table and he’s reading you a poetry book, looking at you everytime to show that he is reciting the love-filled poems to you, his love. He’s smiling at you cuddled up next to him.

“To you who saw a man in a beast, to you who saw light in the darkness, to you who found love in a place of despair, to you who saw me in a billion, to you I share my heart whole, because to me you are all I need, all I’ve looked for for centuries on end, because to me you are what completes the man in me.” Satan recited, looking at your eyes, You can feel the heat come to your face as you look back at his loving gaze. “That was a good one” you muttered, nuzzling your face into his shoulder. “Thank you, I made it for you.” he replied, a soothing hand found itself drawing small circles on your back. “I love you” you whispered loud enough for him to hear. “I love you too, MC.” He replied, kissing your head and resuming his reading, a satisfied smile on his face. It's times like this when he feels at peace, when he finally thinks ‘This is what i’ve yearned for my whole life.’

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[lolibles]

playing video games with them| anemo boys <3

characters: kazuha, xiao and venti

very fluffy, a little suggestive in kazuha’s part, slight slight angst for xiao, crack

synopsis: what games you play with them, how they act with you!

not proofread please don’t sue me this is also very random :)

kazuha

playing stardew valley and animal crossing with kazuha is my life goal that will never be fulfilled please cry with me. anyway, just imagine cuddling on the sofa under a thick blanket on a cold rainy day with cups of hot chocolate or tea whilst playing stardew valley. the both of you work through the first year slowly as little farmers doing cute little farm things. also if you ever chose to get into a relationship with any of the npcs in the game kazuha will not be happy, he’d definitely not talk to that particular npc because he is now kazuha’s “sworn enemy”. he will also be a pouty baby, so please apologise and give him kisses. and if you REALLY want to make it up to him, ask him to marry you in animal crossing and this man will be on his knees in a split second. he’d prepare EVERYTHING, from the venue, the guests, he’d even attempt to design his own tux for his little character to wear. and you guys would have such an adorable animal crossing wedding. also because kissing in game is not enough, he’d probably kiss you irl when the wedding officiant says you may now kiss the xx. honestly i see kazuha even going out spontaneously to buy you a promise ring with a little maple leaf engraved in it for you. yes it was an animal crossing wedding, but it was a wedding non the less. playing minecraft with kazuha please, its so fucking wholesome- he’s so good at the game and he doesn’t even try. he knows all the tricks and he’s so sexy with redstone you cant convince me otherwise. he’s also an amazing builder pls wtf. AND OH MY GOD, imagine playing the sims4 with kazuha, he’d literally cry inside. you both would sit next to each other in front of the computer screen for hours just designing your characters. and you would have a little cat too. everytime kazuha’s character flirted with yours, he will definitely shoot you one of his romantic haikus. also the first time your characters woohoo’ed, he most likely would have teased you and said “its unfair that only they get to woohoo you know.” anyway i think playing wholesome games with kazuha is 10 bells out of 10 bells.

xiao

now this one is kinda scary. i think its pretty obvious that xiao plays shooter games honestly. or anything that has to do with fighting. it wasn’t unusual to hear him literally SCREAM randomly throughout the day because of a game. if you ever play shooter games with this aggressive boy, please proceed with caution. i honestly feel like he would be so caught up in the heat of the moment he’d actually forget he was playing with you. so if he ends up getting angry, please bare with him- he honestly doesn’t mean to call you bad, or useless, or trash… I SWEAR. xiao will immediately regret his words and he’d feel so bad. especially after he notices how your mood just instantly dies. he’d feel so bad, even after he apologised and you forgave him, he can’t accept the fact that he just called you- the love of his life something so vulgar. and since he’s so awkward and bad with people he’d literally feel like crying on the spot. he wouldn’t know what to do to make it up to you. the next few days, xiao was so cautious around you- even if you didn’t think much about the incident anymore. in the end even xiao was unable to stay away from you for too long, and he’d ask you to watch him play games instead- which you happily agreed to. he loves it when you straddle him while he sits in his chair while gaming though he’d never admit it. but whenever you felt him get tense, all you had to do was give him a kiss and you just knew he’d calm down. you literally work magic on him. also occasionally you’d hear some idiots in his party talking shit about him, you wouldn’t think twice before speaking into the microphone and start standing up for him, and your grip around his waist would definitely tighten a lot more. “if i ever hear you talking shit about MY boyfriend one more time, i will literally come in game and beat the absolute fuck out of you.” yassss girlboss! xiao’s heart would explode and his face would be beat red, he thinks he doesn’t deserve you. also he thinks your so sexy standing up for him like that, please don’t tease him about it. i rate him a “please dont scold me im trying my best” out of “FUCK YOU SUCKKKKKK”

venti

oh my god, horror games. he hates them but he can’t stop. playing phasmophobia with him would be incredibly fun, but he would make you do all the work literally. he’d be too scared to do anything- and if you ever got caught with the ghost you’d be stupid to think he’d try to save you. he would be the first one out the door and running away. he’s also so loud, your honestly more likely to get jump scared by his screaming than the actual game. other than that i think venti likes to play the sims4 too, except he’s so chaotic about it. he wants to do challenges and he also wants to make like 10 babies with you even if your sims can’t afford them- cries when they are taken away. has all the packs and just enjoys fucking around with everything- also makes bets with you, like whether your baby is going to be a boy or girl, and if you lose you owe him a kiss or he asks you to do something for him. when he plays with you, he needs to be touching your body at all times. he says it makes him feel safe, and warm. so you just let him. venti also wants to play karaoke games with you, he loves your voice so much- whether you can sing or not he loves it. but he will tease you if you cant. he loves duetting with you, to him it’s something very intimate and close to home. he wants to hold your hand and give them a squeeze as an encouragement when you sing with him. and yes you guys probably have played just dance a few times, but venti gets incredibly tired after one round- so please bare with his annoying ass. i think venti is a solid 8 red bulls out of “ive already drank 15”

guys i was supposed to include aether but his part disappeared and i- </3 i’ll have to rewrite and upload it in a second part!! heh sorry for being gone for so long, anyway i have my presentations tomorrow, a test on thursday and another presentation on friday ;-; wish me luck! ill be back writing in a few days while i suffer rn sghshshsh

also @truegaypotat my love here is some xiao content <3

[2ynjns]

enhypen's s/o on their period

pairings: ot7 x fem!reader

word count:

notes: fluff! mentions of menstruation

request states “Could you possibly do Enhypen when their s/o is on their periodʕ •́؈•̀ ₎"

heeseung

the genuinely-cares-about-you boyfriend

one night you were having terrible cramps

so you were just laying in bed

tucked under the blankets

all stuffies surrounding you

then heeseung called you to check in

“hey baby how are you?”

*sniff* “i-it hurts” *sniff*

when i tell you, he immediately ran to your place

about five minutes or so he found himself in front of your bedroom door

and he saw you cramping in pain

and heeseung was all just like

:c oh no my baby

he walked towards you and he picked you up

then he sat if the bed

carried you like a baby

youre wrapped with the blanket by the way

he was rubbing your back

singing to you

rocking you like a baby

he’ll eventually sleep with you and youd wake up in his arms :>

jay

will cook anything for you boyfriend

you started off your day irritated because of your hormones and you suddenly had a sudden craving for your parent’s home cook meal

the problem is you don’t live with your parent(s) anymore

*cues superman theme intro*

jay to the rescue!!

he came over to your place

called your parents

and ask for the recipe

you were pretty much like

“nooo jay its okay i can manage to visit my parents place and eat there!! ><“

jay couldnt be fazed and was like

“no <3 you stay here youre in pain”

he was rockin your pastel yellow with ruffles apron tho

HAHAHAHHA

he also fed you

like

spoon fed you

“jay, im just in pain, im not paralyzed”

“shush and eat your food”

jake

boyfriend who lowkey does not know what to do part 1

he does not have a sister so his knowledge which this kind of stuff is pretty...

uhm...

no knowledge HSJDHFJSDHF

pls send this boy some help

even then you're pretty willing to educate him

well

most of the time you're irritated

"jake, can you hand me the hot pack?"

":<< you didn't call me baby..."

(°ㅂ°╬)

*breathes*

"okay baby, hand me the hot pack."

"but you didn't ask nicely this ti--"

"are you gonna hand me the hot pack or what??"

POOR BOY

so clueless </3

his heart was broken okay

anyway

after that you did feel kind of guilty

so you apologized for being cranky and jakey gave you cuddles!! ＼(≧▽≦)／

sunghoon

he knows what to do

but he either do something about it or dont

if he knows you're cranky, full of anger and despise

he tries to stay away from you about 40% of the time

but if you're emotional, in pain and sad

he will BABY you

tummy and back rubs 24/7

him laying down on bed or on the couch

you laying in his arms and tucked to his side

nuzzling his chest or his side

then he would give you never ending rubs

on your arms, on your back, on your tummy

asks if you're okay

"i'm ok my tummy just hurts"

then the next minute you get irritated

"okay i think i'd leave you alone for now..."

gently gets up to go to the kitchen to prepare some food

little did he know him leaving your side hurt your heart

"he doesn't love me anymore :< he left me alone here :<"

*silently cries under the blanket*

boy literally comes back confused

"hey sweetheart, what are you doi-- are you crying?"

"you don't love me anymore :<"

"what are you talking about?"

"you left me alone :<"

"sweetheart, i just got you food, please don't cry."

sunoo

the he knows what to do boyfriend

has his own emergency kit stored in his room JDHSJDH

i mean like a box full of sanitary items, chocolates, hot pack, blanket, clothes, meds, name it, he has it all

knowledge mostly comes from his older sister

he loves you so much and he shows it :c

oddly enough you always question his love for you whenever you're on your period

so it pains him whenever you question him

so he gives you more attention than usual when you're on your period

"i know you like chocolates so i grabbed this for you on my way home!"

"i reheated your hot pack."

"what do you wanna eat? are you craving something?"

"can i hug you?"

like sunghoon,

full of tummy rubs

you tend to nap more on your period

so you're napping like a baby on his bed

then he'd lay down next to you

maybe watch a movie on his phone to keep him entertained

then while watching he just rubs your tummy though you're sleeping

when he stops, you move and puts his hands back

jungwon

the boyfriend that annoys you even more

you're already cranky, irritated and in pain

and this boy teases you even more

"maybe if you stop being annoyed, you'd get less annoyed."

٩(╬ʘ益ʘ╬)۶

"YANG JUNGWON!! IM GONNA HIT YOU!!"

sending help to y/n

anyways

aside from making fun of you and having fun seeing you mad

he's actually loving okay

he just,,, sometimes wants to annoy you

it's like 40% of you bickering

60% of you demanding jungwon to do things for you

but ofc he loves you he will 100% give whatever you need

he does NOT let you go on your phone

"you should nap instead of going on your phone, bun."

"the phone keeps me distracted from the pain."

"sleep will also distract you from the pain, now hand me the phone and go nap so you're not cranky."

ヽ( `д´*)ノ

gosh dangit jungwon why do you always win

forces you to sleep but he's right

you did wake up in a better mood

+ he's sleeping next to you BAHAH

ni-ki

cluelss bf part 2

hear me out

though he has an older sister

he actually does not pay attention as much

so reality hits, he does not know a thing about it

you're on your period and you were just unexplainably annoyed by every single thing

"hyung, y/n is mad at me."

heeseung just looked at him concerned

"what happened? did you two fight?"

"no? they just stormed out of the room and left.."

heeseung was just like (・・;)ゞ

"maybe,,, they're on their monthly... you should talk to them."

then it hits him

boy literally forgot period was a thing JSHDJFDHJF

anyways he texts and asks where you are but you didn't reply

so he called you saying

that he wants to come over or pick you up

he genuinely wants to make you feel better

so you said youre not really in the mood

but he can not be tamed

sooo

he comes over to your place and takes care of you

well still clueless but he's trying

he also got your sanitary items on his way to you

"so i got these for you but i don't know if you use pads or tampons so i got both and i got a light and a heavy version for each..."