#I'd love to take you home with me and tuck you into bed

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[rottenherbs]

A Weasley Holiday // G.W x reader

Request: May I ask for a George Weasley x reader where they have been dating for a while and he invites her to spend Christmas at the burrow and it's all fluffy?

Word Count: 2.1k

Author's Note: I’m sorry this actually took me like 7 days to write this and I don't know why. I was having such a hard time with story building it was stupid! Anyway, I hope it's okay, I honestly wanted to scrap it and start it over for like a third time. 

[masterlist]

Much Love, Saige 

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Lively and warm, George and you were finishing up your dinner in the great hall, both entirely engulfed in each other's presence. Life was bright with him, and you couldn’t get enough of it. 

“No way Sirius would beat Lupin in a fist fight” You chuffed, leaning forward to take another bite of food. 

“Oh please. Lupin has all the height he needs!” George yelped, his voice only slightly more auditable over the bustling students in the hall. “Plus, he is scrappy. I think the scar says it all” He wagged his eyebrows, watching you lean back in laughter. 

George’s heart was full anytime he made you laugh. It became his personal achievement to see you smile every day. It gave him satisfaction in his own ego (of course) that he could make you laugh, but also he melted every time he watched how your entire body reacted, slapping the table and holding your stomach whenever one was particularly good. 

“Alright alright. Well maybe we'll have to pin them against each other just to see.” You came down from your fit, trying to catch your breath. Captivated in your beauty, George sat for a moment, just admiring you. Little did you know he’d been wracking his brain to find a good time to ask you to come home with him over the holiday break. He was terrified that you’d reject the idea, though part of him understood that you’d want to go be with your own family. 

Conflicted, he took a deep breath in, realizing now is as good a time as any to ask. Clearing his throat, he reached across the table, his hand covering yours. The change of energy was startling, your eyes suddenly fixated on him. 

“What’s wron-“ you started

“I’d love for you to spend Christmas with me. At the burrow.” He cut you off, speaking incredibly quickly, the words falling off of his lips. He felt that he needed to say it immediately or he’d lose all confidence in himself. 

The anxiety filled in your chest was replaced with a swell of relief. Your shoulder slumped, the question much less serious than you were anticipating. 

“I'd absolutely love to.” You flipped his hand over, now rubbing the top of his knuckles. A wide smile growing on his face. You swore you could feel the excitement through his fingertips, practically knocking both of your drinks over on the table from shaking your hand dramatically. 

He gripped your hand tightly, bringing it to his lips with a small kiss.

“You’re mine. All winter break” He mumbled. It was more to himself than anything, but the words could have made you packed your bags right then and there. 

—

Later that month, you were alone in your dormitory, the final morning at Hogwarts before the holiday break. Sitting on the edge of the bed, you looked around your room, silently acknowledging to yourself that when you come back to this room, you and George would have spent an entire month together, outside of school grounds with no interruptions.

Packing your trunk felt different this time around, even though you were packing the same items you came with, the idea that you’d soon be unpacking it in a whole new house made you nervous. You were beyond grateful that George and his family opened their home to you, especially during the holiday season, but you couldn’t help being anxious that they maybe in the slightest chance… might not like you. 

Folding your last set of school robes, you tucked in your undergarments, making it near to impossible for anyone to find amongst your items. Closing the trunk, you stopped and took one more look around the room, looking for anything you may have left behind. Accepting that you were procrastinating the inevitable, you set off for the common room, ready to meet up with George and head out together. 

Stepping down the staircase, you spotted him alone. His hands were tucked in his pockets looking up at you. His neck was swaddled in a colorful handmade scarf along with a matching hat; only his eyes and nose peer through. You giggled quietly as you came down the stairs. He stayed quiet, waiting for you to get closer. 

“Are you warm enough?” You smirked, snaking your arm around his, pulling him towards the door. His laugh was muffled through the scarf, his body limp, making it harder to move him from his spot. 

“Uh, huh - you take one step outside and see for yourself! I ought to get you a hat too for your little ears.” George playfully nudged, finally walking alongside you down the hallway. 

“Little ears?” Spo

“Yes, little ears that will freeze off.” He whispered, leaning down speaking in a low unnerving voice, his breath making the hairs on your neck stand up. 

“At last! I won’t have to hear you snore the whole break!” You declare loudly, looking up at George. With only his eyes visible, you could still see the shock and apawl spread across his face, only making you laugh harder. 

— 

The train ride was pleasant. You, George, and Fred all shared a compartment in the back of the train, both of them huddled together in deep conversation.

For most of the trip you looked out the window, enjoying the snowy landscapes along with George’s hand in yours. Him and his brother exchanged ideas the whole way home about their escapades and plans for their skiving snackbox and the implications of something larger — like a brick and mortar store. It was something that you admire deeply about them both; their ability to work towards their dream, even though the pessimistic feelings of their mother. 

Tuning them out, you rested your head on the window sill, falling asleep to the sound of their voices and the rhythmic bump of the train car. 

—

You woke up to a light kiss on the cheek, George's lips bringing you back to reality. The train car was empty except you two, Fred already out of the compartment and down the hall. 

“Come on, we can relax more later.” He urged, lifting you lightly from your seat. With his hand still in yours, you both left the train, quickly enveloped with the sounds of reuniting families and laughter as students connected with their loved ones.

”Ah My Boys!” A tall man exclaimed, easily recognizable as Mr.Weasley, his tall frame and red hair mimicking those of the twins. George squeezed your hand, bringing you over to his family. Along with Mr.Weasley was Mrs.Weasley, a large bustling woman, moving around quickly taking in each child with a long strong hug. Turning to face you and George, she smiled sweetly, bringing her hands to your face, cupping your cheeks. 

“Ah. The girl George can't stop talking about. Welcome dear, we are happy to have you.” She pulled you into a hug as well, her perfume powerful yet comforting. 

You glanced at George during the encounter, a pleasant sense of satisfaction across his face as his mother held you close. Your addition to the group felt natural and he couldn't help but imagine future trips home with him, bringing you back to the parents time and time again. 

Soon the whole group was ushered into a fireplace, each witch or wizard taking their turn traveling with floo powder to the burrow. The sensation was abrupt, only using the floo network a few times, you arrived in a clumsy fashion, your knees buckling as you arrived, falling into a pile of ash. Getting your bearings, you stood up, brushing the soot off your clothes as best you could before being captivated by the warmth and chaotic energy of your new environment. 

Stumbling just out the fireplace, you made way for the next weasley family member to arrive, looking around in your own time. Small moving pictures of each sibling were placed neatly above the fireplace, decorated beautifully with holly berries. The house smelt of pine and wood, large hand knit blankets laid haphazardly over each chair, inviting you to sneak under one and fall into a deep sleep. 

Breaking you from your trance, a large crack echoed against the walls informing you that you were not alone anymore. Turning back to the fireplace, your eyes connected with George, his hand already outstretched to meet you. 

“This place is wonderful.” You whispered, wrapping your arms around his torso. He rocked you back and forth slightly,  absolutely absorbed with the reality that you were actually in his childhood home. 

“Here, allow me to give you a tour.” He released his grip from your body, pulling you towards the kitchen, bringing you around the house. Your eyes traveled around the rooms, small objects moving on their own, completing small household tasks. The dishes were washing themselves, a blanket was being knit in the corner of the living room, and a large broom was sweeping up the dirt that dispersed from the fireplace by your footsteps. You listened intently as he brought you to a large staircase, winding up for several floors. You were taken back by how tall the house was, unable to discern that front the inside. 

Taking you up the stairs, your heart raced. You were excited to see his room, how it was decorated, how it was shaped and sized. You always thought one's childhood bedroom said a lot about a person. Climbing the stairs, it felt like you both were out of breath as you arrived in front of a single door. George turned and faced you before opening it.

“Now, just let me say - “ He cleared his throat, “we are trying to get the smell out I promise.” Your eyes widened in suspicion, all of a sudden hesitant of walking in. Creaking the door slightly, your eyes travel over the room, an overwhelming aroma of gunpowder engulfed your nose, stifling a sneeze as you walked in. 

“It’s stuck to the walls I swear but we promised mum we’d do it as soon as we got back.” He shrugged his shoulders, rushing over to the window to open it, wafting the air with his hands as best he could. You laughed, watching him desperately attempt to air out the room. After a few minutes you became accustomed to the smell, taking a seat on his bed, a sweater placed on his and Fred's encrusted with their initials. 

“We probably have a few hours until supper, here, lay down.” George met you around the side of the bed, folding over the quilt ushering you under it. You smiled up at him, taking off your coat and jeans, slithering your legs under the warm blanket. You could’ve swore the duvet was charmed to make you fall asleep immediately, your eyes becoming heavy as soon as your head hit the pillow. You looked up at Goerge one more time, his frame leaning over you to tuck you in.

 You leaned your head up, closing your eyes forming your lips into a comedic pout, begging for a kiss.  He looked down at you, shaking his head and sucking his teeth, teasing you for a moment. He held his body over yours, waiting to see how long he could make you wait. The corners of his mouth twisted into a smirk, watching your eyes scrunch further, waiting for his lips to meet yours. 

“Awe come onnnn.” You mumbled, flopping back into the bed. You kept your eyes closed, pretending to sleep, snoring lightly. George just laughed, turning your face with his hands placing several large kisses across your face, lastly on your lips. He held you, the final kiss lasting a few seconds, before laying your head back down. 

”Ill be back in a little.” His hands rubbed the side of your head lovingly, only the sounds of his feet padding across the floorboards and the door latching, bringing you to a blissful silence. The familiar aroma of the blanket and pillow guiding your body into full relaxation. 

You couldn't wait to wake up and start the holiday break with his family, but for now, you fell asleep in blissful peace. 

[buckyalpine]

Imagine reader high as a kite after a minor surgery or something, still coming down from the anesthesia. He's taken you home and set up camp in the living room, setting out an array of snacks for you, happy to take care of you in your loopy state. You watch him with complete heart eyes while he fusses about, getting you a blanket and fluffing pillows. He is swiftly interrupted when you suddenly grab his wrist and tug him to sit.

"Doll, is everything alri-"

"James"

"Yes?"

"Where are the others" You ask very seriously, looking deep into his eyes. You grab his face, squishing his cheeks into a pout while he cocks his head in confusion because who else were you looking for.

"James"

"Yes"

"The others"

"What are you talking about doll?" Bucky bites back a laugh when you huff, over his confusion.

"Jamessss"

"That's my name, baby" Bucky coos, letting the hamster in your brain trudge along while you knit your brows in confusion. He brings his hand to gently stroke your hair but you swat it away and hold his cheeks again.

"You just one Jame. A Jame. How can you be a James when there is just one of you. To be James there must me two. At least"

"Two of me?"

"Two of you. then Jamessss makes sense" You nod, flopping over and curling up in the sheet he'd tucked you in. "I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts" You mumble to yourself, staring a your crotch, already moving past the issue of Bucky being just one Jame.

"Darling, you don't have-

"Big ones, small ones, I'd like to give you some head"

"What"

"What" You blinked and Bucky blinked right back, the two of you unmoving until he heard your stomach grumble. He got up and grab a few of the fruit he'd cut up for you.

"She's a pervert even when she's high" Bucky sighed to himself, knowing you were staring at his ass based on the snickers you were trying to keep down as he bent over to get the plate.

"You've got a lovely bunch of coconuts"

"Doll-

"There they are, all hanging nice n' low"

"Doll-

"Big ones, full ones, Jame, take me to bed"

"What"

"What"

Also here are the original lines of that poor song I keep debauching

I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts There they are, all standing in a row Big ones, small ones, some as big as your head

[totalswag]

pairs love - DREW STARKEY

authors not since drew is in pairs at the fashion shows i thought why not write something cute and adorable. like can we talk about how freaking good he looked walking around ugh. the poll is officially over and the rafe series won! ima start working on the master list and have it up.

summary you come out to visit your boyfriend in pairs during fashion week.

warnings kissing in front of the Eiffel Tower

Drew was invited to two fashion shows in Paris: menswear for Prada and Loewe menswear. He left three days ago, while you stayed at home to put the finishing touches on your flower garden.

You couldn't be more proud of your boyfriend with all the success he's gained over the past couple years. He truly deserves this. Getting the recognition he deserves.

Last night, you landed in Pairs, drained from hours on the plane and eager to shower and sleep on a bed. It felt good seeing Drew and being in his arms. Although it was three days without each other, you always miss his presence.

Drew had the day off, so he planned to take you out to dinner, walk around, shopping, and visit the Eiffel Tower. He advised you to get enough rest early so you have enough rest to explore the Pairs at night.

During dinner, Drew spoke about what the shows were like and meeting celebs he's seen in movies or other people for the first time. It was really cool hearing what he had to say.

You were quite excited to visit the Eiffel Tower. You've always wanted to see it in person someday. Your inner child was jumping up and down inside.

"That restaurant was so delicious; I can see why you enjoy it so much," you tell Drew, tucking your hands into your coat to keep them warm from the cold.

"I'm glad to hear that you liked it baby," He smiles, tilts his head to the side, and blushes.

You chuckle as you playfully nudge his arm. He pretends to fall on his side, with a dramatic expression on his face.

"You are such a dork," you laugh.

"Your favorite dork, dork," he responds in a playful tone, wrapping his arm around your shoulder as you continue walking down the sidewalk.

Drew and you went inside a few stores that caught your eye; you might've bought a few things. Drew watched you in awe as you showed him different clothing throughout the store.

"What do you think about this one?" You inquired Drew, holding two clothes that piqued your interest.

Drew hurriedly glances aside from the apparel rack he was browsing. His brows furrow as he casts a stern stare with his pointer finger on his chin.

"I think both will look great on you, but I'd go with this one because it draws your eyes out," he says casually, sweeping his arm toward the shirt you first showed him.

"You are too sweet, you know that" you reply as you turn around, putting back the other clothing item.

He loves seeing you happy. He knew how much you've always wanted to visit Pairs and thought this was the best time to go.

"Thank you for the stuff, baby," you grin, gripping his hand and lifting the bag with your other hand.

When you went out of the last store, you heard people heading in your direction, fans. They walked forward with grins on their faces, carrying items for him to sign and their phones for photos.

When one fan spotted you were with him, she screamed your name out in delight, and the rest followed after. You put your free hand over your heart with a pout before beaming at the little fans.

We love you Drew

This is the best day of my life

I can't believe he's in front of me

He's so beautiful in person

Drew started taking pictures with the fans; giving them hugs, making videos for fans that couldn't make it, signed a few things, and had conversations.

Fans also came up to as well. They were all so sweet and caring. One fan came up to you with tears forming in her eyes, you opened your arms to welcome her.

You are so sweet, Y/N

You are so gorgeous

Can't believe you are here too

I love your relationship with Drew

When word spread that Drew was in a relationship, all of the fans went crazy, searching for who this mystery girl was. You were apprehensive about how the fans might react.

You eventually posted a TikTok video with your best friend, Madelyn Cline, and Drew happened to be in the background; people then connected the dots. In the end, they loved and admired you.

Being in a relationship with someone in the public spotlight offers advantages and disadvantages, but you wouldn't alter it for anything, especially if you love them.

"Don't cry now love," you tell her softly, "what's your name?" She tells you her name and goes on to explain how much she loves you and your content you post.

"That's so sweet of you, thank you."

You spent ten minutes with the girls until it was ready to go look at the Eiffel Tower.

The Eiffel Tower was everything you've dreamed of. Seeing it in person was one of the best feelings in the world. So many emotions were going through your body.

You got out your phone to capture some photos and videos to share later tomorrow. Drew snapped a photo of you with his digital camera, capturing the tower, and he couldn't help but smile.

He carefully put his arms around your waist, drawing you into his front, chin on top of your head, rocking you side to side slowly and silently while savoring the moment.

"This has been one of the greatest days of my entire life. Being here with you in your arms in Pairs. I just want to say thank your for bringing me out here and experiencing this."

You feel your body relax in his touch, allowing a sigh to escape your lips, your head to strike his chest, and giving him the opportunity to kiss you.

You two don't give a damn whether anyone witnesses you kissing at this point. Right now, just the two of you matter because you are in love. And you are in Pairs.

"I had to bring you out here with me, of course, sweetheart. You keep me warm, too, and I love holding you in my arms. However, when you consider it, this is our first trip to Europe as a couple” he says.

You move your body around so that your chests are against one another. In return, you up on your small toes and wrap your arms around his neck, kissing him all over his face.

I love you.

I love you more.

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[heich0e]

little!miya gets sick and single dad!osamu is in over his head. the little boy's fever is raging and he's inconsolable, refusing any of the care his papa is desperately trying to offer him.

he's only asking for you.

"W-WHERE'S BABE? I want my ba-aaaaabe," the four year old wails, his cheeks flushed scarlet and snot dripping from his nose as the tears continue.

"babe's at home, buddy. you'll see her tomorrow once ya get some sleep, alright?" osamu wipes at his son's nose as he tries to comfort him but it doesn't help much. the little boy clutches tighter at the plush toy tucked under his arm—one you bought for him on a trip to the aquarium, one of the first days the three of you spent together—and turns his head away from his father petulantly.

"I ONLY WANT BABE."

samu sighs, raking a hand through his greasy hair. he's exhausted. it's been hours of this, and his son is showing no signs of relenting.

finally he cracks, reaching for the phone in his back pocket.

"he's asleep now."

the bedroom door closes behind you with a soft click.

samu is slumped against the wall in the hallway, his knees spread and head hanging, having been banished from the room by his own flesh and blood the minute you showed up half an hour prior.

"thanks fer this," samu says quietly, keeping his voice low as you crouch down on the floor in front of him. "i'm sorry to call so late."

you press a hand to his cheek, running your thumb over the shadow of fatigue inking under his eye. it's darker than usual, and you understand why.

"call me anytime, samu," you reassure him. "you know i'd do anything for you two."

"ya shouldn't have to do this, though," samu mumbles, struggling to meet your gaze that feels too tender—too comforting and familiar and pitying—right now.

"i barely did anything," you argue, a bit indignantly. "i just read him a story and helped him take off his pyjama top so he could 'wear his jammies like papa.'"

samu laughs tiredly at that, a short, wry breath of air through his nose.

"and i didn't have to do it," you add again after a moment, taking both of his cheeks in your hands and forcing him to look at you properly. "i wanted to, because i love you both very much."

samu's eyes are burning. he knows it's because he's overtired. hell, he wouldn't be surprised if he caught whatever virus his son brought home from school. but regardless of the why, the tears are flooding up inside his chest and threatening to spill over.

"love you," samu says, the words all breath and unequivocal truth. "'m glad yer here."

he leans forward and tucks his face into the crook of your neck, and you wrap your arms around him as you welcome it.

you hold him there, on the floor outside his four year old son's bedroom, for as long as he needs you to.

finally, osamu feels a bit more himself, and is ready to pull away. you brush a few strands of his hair out of his gaze once he's extricated himself from your embrace. there's a little twinkle of mischief behind your eyes. "you should go get cleaned up and ready for bed, and i'll go grab that ice cream i hid in the back of the freezer behind the broccoli."

samu smiles, leaning forward and pressing a kiss to the edge of your mouth.

"i love you," he says, speaking the words against your welcoming lips.

"you already said that," you tease him, tilting your head so that your reply meets the centre of his own.

"i mean it, though," samu replies, inching back only far enough that he can see both your eyes, the ends of your noses brushing as he watches your lashes flutter. "so, wanna marry me?"

[seokminfilm]

tease | lee seokmin

🪄 pairing, lee seokmin x reader

🪄 warnings, lots of fluff, lowercase intended, lots of kissing & physical touch, pet names (reader calls seokmin "seok", and seokmin uses "baby" for reader), giggly seokmin & giggly reader, they're just too sweet your honor, seokmin soft hours

🪄 summary, in which you find out your boyfriend is a massive tease.

🪄 author's note, requested by my favorite cutie's g @realmofclouds!! when i read your request i almost started giggling aloud 😭 ALSO thank you all for 300 followers??? (305 now i'm crying) i had no idea i'd get ANYWHERE with this blog so thank you for all the love and support. you're the best lyrnation 🤍 now, without further ado, enjoy fluffy giggly seok 😋

🪄 now playing, agora hills, doja cat

finally resting after a long day, you plop down on your massive bed, snuggling into the pillows as you turn on your phone. it's been a tiring last few hours, as your workload has gotten a bit bigger after your promotions, and you've had late nights all this week.

taking one of the bigger ones and stuffing it between your legs, you hold it tightly, hoping it can replicate the feeling of your boyfriend's thick, muscled arms around you. you missed seokmin terribly all day today, and it made you sick just thinking about him, wanting to wrap your arms around his neck and cuddle with him until─

"there's my baby," seokmin's voice comes from the doorway, and you smile at it, stretching tiredly as seokmin gets the memo from your actions. he approaches the bed, kicking off his tennis shoes and stripping himself of his jacket as he falls on the bed beside your thighs.

seokmin presses soft kisses to your thigh, making you giggle as you put your hand in his hair, tousling his fading curls as you sigh. "it's like the universe knew i missed you really badly. i wanted to see you when i got home, you know?"

"i know, and i'm sorry. we had a late practice tonight, and i forgot to text you." seokmin explains, voice soft and apologetic as he leans his head on his hand, staring up at you with wide, sweet brown eyes as his massive hand covers your whole thigh.

"i guess i forgive you," you say teasingly, giving him a playful side eye as you direct your attention back to your phone. seokmin smiles, staring up at you as you continue to scroll.

"so, how was your day?" he asks, voice low and soft as he leans up against your thigh; his dark brown hair is spilled on the satin sheets, and his eyes flutter shut, lashes scraping his full cheeks as he beams up at ou seconds later.

wanting to be a tease to your boyfriend, you choose to playfully ignore him, pushing your phone closer to your face. seokmin sees this, and frowns slightly, moving your phone farther back so he can squeeze his way into your view again.

"did you hear me, baby? i asked about your day," seokmin's voice sounds so pitiful and shy that it makes your heart hurt (even though you and he both know he's playing along). you wouldn't be the first to give in to seokmin's cute antics─you always were, and today would be the day he would lose to you.

trying to focus on your game of solitaire, you ignore seokmin's questions again, choosing to adjust your body so you can push seokmin away from you. he watches you do it with a satisfying look in his eyes as if his pride knows you won't ignore him forever.

he follows your movements, slowly inching back to his place as he starts to pepper kisses up and down your thighs. biting back a laugh, you cover it with a measly cough, and start to squirm when seokmin sits up, kisses traveling up your collarbone and neck as he giggles in between every few pecks.

face still miraculously straight, you focus in on your phone. despite your personal wishes, your face starts to heat up the moment seokmin's eyes pause on your figure, slender fingers reaching out to tuck your hair behind your ear.

he's smooth with his movements, instantly drawing you away from the stupid card game on your phone and back to the reality of how attractive your boyfriend is.

"you're such a..." you sigh out, and seokmin just chuckles deeply, pulling you towards him as you swing your legs over his thighs, smiling down at him as he holds you in place on his lap.

"such a what, baby?" the question is so innocent, yet he stares at you with a hint of mischievousness in his eyes. it's so endearing, you think, and can't help but fall in love with it as you play with the curls forming on the nape of seokmin's neck.

with you and seokmin unable to hold back your giggles, you shake your head, sighing as you pull seokmin closer to you. "just stop giggling and kiss me, seok."

"whatever you say, baby." seokmin's voice gets quieter and quieter until he's silent, and the two of you study each other for a second, memorizing this moment and storing it in your head before your lips meet his. it's a warm feeling, coursing through your body as you hum into him. seokmin feels the same, desperately pushing into you to meet your eager lips.

pulling away, you gasp, finger tracing seokmin's top lip as you kiss the tip of his nose. his chuckle is like music to your ears, and the smile that breaks across your face should be illegal as you fall into his chest, sighing at impact.

"seok, you're such a tease." you giggle, and seokmin shrugs, still smiling as he lets you tug on his ears.

"says the one who was ignoring me this whole time." seokmin has a pout on his face, but you know he's just joking. smiling, you shrug, winking at him as you make a comeback.

"it was my turn to be the tease, anyways," you mumble, and seokmin laughs some more, eyes crinkling together as he shakes his head.

"i know," his voice is soft, back to that velvet tone he greeted you with earlier. aeokmin's eyes are filled with love as he looks at you, and you smile back at him, feeling the warmth of his gaze on your skin.

"tease or not, i'm glad you're here, seokmin." you whisper, a moment of tenderness peeking in. seokmin smiles, leaning his head on top of yours as he nods.

"same here, baby."

[obae-me]

Nightbringer has already given us a decent amount of domestic Solomon, but I need MORE.

I need Solomon and MC leaving enchanted sticky notes for each other around the house, even going so far as to cast spells on them to sparkle or grow a flower or smell like their favorite scent or even give the sensation of a warm kiss.

I need Solomon pouting when he's forced out of the kitchen, looking like a puppy walled off behind the gate, brightening up when he's allowed inside but only to keep MC company. He has his own apron he puts on anyway, even if he's not permitted to participate. Any attempts to touch the food gets a playful slap on the hand.

I need some of their clothes to get mixed up together in the wash, leading to them wearing some part of each other's clothing.

I want them to work on chores together, one of them washing dishes while the other puts them away. Both of them use magic to speed up the process sometimes, but even the great sorcerer Solomon occasionally prefers to do it the normal way. It brings a bit more humanity to him. He feels more...connected that way.

I want MC to be staying late at the House of Lamentation but making sure Solomon has something filling to eat at home, a meal perfectly wrapped and preserved with a little note on top. It always hurts him when they're not here, when he knows they're out with someone else, but the meal comforts him. He reads the note over and over again until they come home.

If they share a bed, they both do their own thing next to each other before they sleep, peeking over at the other person if they laugh or gasp or make any sort of reaction. I imagine Solomon mutters to himself a lot. Waking each other up if one of them oversleeps or trying to tempt the other to stay in bed if they have to wake up to start the day.

Solomon going out to buy groceries and bringing back home stuff he thinks MC would like and forgetting what he was meant to go out and buy in the first place, resulting in them going shopping again together. He may or may not have planned it.

Solomon going out to find MC for whatever reason he can. "Oh, there's a small chance of rain today, so I thought I'd bring your umbrella to you." "I knew you would be busy today, so I thought I'd bring you a pick-me-up. Store bought, don't worry, I know." "I was simply heading home from the castle and thought I'd drop by." "I was bored." Literally anything he can do to just see MC again.

I want one of them to stay up really late for the other if they're out late only to fall asleep, the other coming in and either using magic to take them to bed or tuck them in on the couch/chair they're in, giving them a kiss on the cheek.

I want Solomon to be nervous, to be jealous in a teenager-y sort of way. I want him to be awkward, almost more so than Levi, because it's just been so long since he's connected to someone like this, if ever. He constantly shifts his hands around if they're holding them, because he's not sure if he's doing it properly. He happily announces to MC when they return home everything that he's cleaned with a child-like proudness, because it's been so long since he's been proud of himself for something. Calling MC on the phone and purposefully making it sound as casual and loving as possible just so he can go to the others and brag about the conversations he and MC have had together.

I have so many feelings about him.

[avocado-writing]

I loved your Pregnancy headcannons for the bg3 boys. I was wondering if you could maybe do more and possibly about weird Pregnancy Cravings. I'd think it be funny to have Tav (durge/vampire/or not) just suddenly have this strong craving to drink blood. Or maybe they came across something during their adventures that was just weird and now Tav craves that exact thing.

this made me think about weird pregnancy cravings for each of the bg3 men and how they’d react to you, so here we go. rated M. original

Wyll

You have normal cravings, thank the gods. Well, as “normal” as they can get.

Rich and bizarre foods. Filet mignon and sorbet, that sort of thing.

Maybe something a bit spicier if he’s been turned devilish by Mizora, but honestly nothing that counts as strange.

Wyll is a godsend. If you ever mention you have a craving then he goes and gets it for you, even if it’s late at night and you’re both tucked up in bed.

He watches you eat and gets you to give him a little food review! He listens and nods along; it’s playful and sweet.

Constantly whispering to your belly, “you have very odd taste little one… I hope you take more after me and have a normal palate…”

You laugh and shove him playfully, he is enamoured.

Astarion

It’s not exactly blood that you crave… but a raw steak looks super good right now.

He watches you eat rarer and rarer meat until it’s practically bloody off the bone. Pursed lips, looking at you from over the rim of his wineglass.

“Darling; are you sure that’s… normal?”

You gesture to him wildly with a fork. His eyes go wide, you don’t stop eating.

“You’re the one who fucked a dhampling into me, Astarion! I don’t know what’s normal! This is entirely new territory!”

He apologises and keeps the raw meat coming, taking very good care of you indeed. Even after you give birth, you never go back to anything above medium-rare.

Gale

When you’re pregnant with Gale’s baby, he comes home to find you with necklaces in your mouth. Magic ones.

At first it’s just the original talisman that you wore about your neck anyway, something with a charge of Cure Wounds in it, and you’d just end up with it on your tongue without thinking.

Soon it gets too much. You look at someone’s Boots of Brilliance and start salivating.

“This is your fault, Dekarios…” you mutter after he gently pulls a magic glove from your mouth like you’re a cat caught eating something it shouldn’t.

He apologises because, yes, clearly the netherese orb continues to have an effect.

Starts cooking for you more and channels the weave into the food he makes for you, so that you can satisfy your cravings without risking accidentally choking on clothing.

Mostly works… but still sees you eyeing his robes hungrily sometimes. Though actually you may just be checking out his arse.

Halsin

The need for honey has never been more compelling.

Oh, how you long for it. Directly from the source, thick comb to dance across your lips.

Halsin finds you with your hand in a beehive one day, a ward around yourself to stop any stings. He realises ah, he may have had more to do with your current state than just the act of conception…

Does his best to source you as much honey as he can and as safely as possible. You pour it onto him at night and lick it off, revelling in the taste of it just as much as the taste of him.

You long for salmon, too, if you can. He finds you trying to catch them in the river with your bare hands. It’s so sweet he can only stop and watch for a while before you roar - literally roar - for him to come and help you.

When the baby is born with little furry bear ears and a tail, the two of you think about that… wildshape night.

[clarkeyhill]

☁️diffuse | George Clarke

[ George wasn't known for having a temper, although a sweet and nonchalant man his limits can be tested, one comment from another guy in a bar, leads to Chris calling you to come and calm George]

It's 11pm, your eyes feel heavy from a long day, you're tucked up on the sofa watching Netflix with a pizza; George was out with his friends celebrating one of their birthdays. You flick through the tv trying to find a film to watch when your home rings.

Chris Dixon is calling..

You look at phone confused "Chris?" You answer the phone "y/n, you need to come to the bar, George won't calm down" you eyes widen "wait what do you mean, what's wrong?" You shuffle off the sofa "a guy made a comment about you from George's instagram and he's just gone nuts, he's really worked up, can you please come?" Chris pleas "yeah of course I'm on my way, try keep him as calm as you can until I get there" you say throwing a jacket on, luckily they'd only gone to the bar down the street so you weren't far away. You walk in to the bar and see a crowd of guys hustling around 2 men, you barge past as you see George shouting, the man retaliating. You see the male pick up a bottle, as if he was threatening George with it, your instincts kick in "that's ENOUGH" you bellow, everyone turns to look at you as George snaps his head around "put that bottle down, don't you even dare think about using that against him right now, it'll be the last thing you do I can guarantee" the man laughs "is that so? What makes you think I'd listen to you" George's eyes flare up with red again "George LEAVE it!" You say gripping his hand, your touch sends a wave of calm throughout him, you feel his tenseness slacken as his fists become unclenched. "See you need your bitch to come do all the work for you?" The man chimes in again, you tell Chris to take George outside, George hesitant "GO!" He shuffles out the bar with Chris as you snap your head back around "no he doesn't, but the fact that you feel the need to pick up a bottle shows more of how big a coward you are than my boyfriend, if you're that scared of a woman being more mouthy than you, I'd suggest you'd not take your foul mouth up as a day job" you say, walking away from the man.

You walk outside to George sat with his head in his hands "baby I'm sorry, I didn't want you here, they shouldn't of called you" he says "George I'm not angry at you, it's a good job they did call me, you know nobody else is able to straighten you out when you're in the war path apart from me" you say placing a hand on his shoulder as he looks up "I know, he just said some things about you that I didn't appreciate" he says holding your gaze "I know baby but just try not to take them to heart in future, it's hard to hear but I'd rather someone speak bad about me than you get hurt for reacting, now let's get you both home" you say looking at them both. You walk them up the street and walk them to your flat "Chris you can have the spare bedroom" you say gesturing him inside as George plods along. You help George take his shoes off as you usher him to bed, grabbing a glass of water for him to drink. You both slide into bed as you lay on his chest "what would I do without you" he says kissing your head "I love you" you say in response as you both fall asleep.

-

🫶🏻

[woso-dreamzzz]

Surgery

Mapi Leon x Ingrid Engen x Child!Reader

Summary: You're in charge

You're there, the day that Mami hurts her knee.

She's running with you in her arms right after training and then all of a sudden, you're both on the ground. She's managed to roll so her weight doesn't crush you but only part way because your head bounces painfully on the grass.

You're slightly disorientated when you're pulled from Mami's arms by Mami's girlfriend Ingrid. You shake your head and then burst into tears when you notice all of the people around Mami.

You cry and cry and cry and force yourself under Ingrid's shirt so you can listen to her heartbeat at the same time as hiding yourself away from everything.

Mami spends a long time with the team doctor and you sob into Ingrid as she tries to look after you. She knows something bad though. You know that she knows what bad thing has happened to Mami but she just won't tell you.

You know she knows because she calls your Abuela and Abeulo and they never get called for anything that isn't serious.

Mami comes out on crutches and you cry even more.

"Hey," She coos to you," I'm okay. What are you crying about?"

"I hurted you!" You say through your tears," Hurted you real bad!"

"You didn't hurt me," Mami promises," I just had a little accident but that's alright. I'm going to have surgery and it's all going to be okay."

It doesn't sound like she'll be okay at all.

"Promise?"

"I promise."

"We're just going to have to help Mami out for a bit," Ingrid says," We're going to have to look after her."

"Like you and Mami look after me?"

"Yes."

Mami ends up getting surgery within a few days. Ingrid's getting ready to fly to Sweden to play Rosengard but she manages to be there for Mami's surgery.

Abuela and Abuelo are there too.

"Mami," You say softly as you climb up onto her bed," Is it going to take long?" You speak quietly because Mami's Ingrid is sleeping, eyes closed like a Disney princess as she holds Mami's hand tight in her own.

"Probably about an hour," Mami replies," Why? Are you worried?"

You shake your head. "I'm being very brave," You say to her because that's what Ingrid told you you were being a few nights ago when she tucked you into bed.

"You are being brave," Mami agrees," My brave little lion cub."

You make your hands into claws. "Rawr!"

Mami does the same with a smile. "Rawr!"

"Hmm," Ingrid shifts in her sleep, blearily opening her eyes to study you both," Are you being lions again?"

"Rawr!" You say and she smiles.

"What a brave little lion cub," She says, sitting up and rubbing the sleep out of her eyes," Is this lion cub hungry?"

You nod and she fishes some snacks out of her bag, slapping Mami's hands away when she tries to take some.

"No," Ingrid says sternly," You can't eat anything until after surgery. Here, cub, for you."

"Thank you, Ingrid." You lean over Mami to kiss Ingrid's cheek and then you say to Mami for good measure," You can't eat these because of your knee. It needs to be fixed first."

Mami's knee gets fixed and, when she comes home, she naps with Bagheera while you and Ingrid make lunch.

"Alright," Ingrid says that evening as she tucks you into bed," I've got a very special job for you."

Being tucked into bed was usually a job for Mami and Ingrid but Mami is still hurt so she gives you your kisses and bedtime snuggles in the living room before letting Ingrid take you to bed.

"I can do the special job."

"Well," Ingrid says, sitting against your pillows with you," I need to go away for a few days."

"To play Rosengard," You supply.

"Yes, to play Rosengard. And well I'm away, I'm going to need you to look after your Mami."

"I can look after Mami," You confirm, nodding.

"Very good." Ingrid tucks you in nice and tight, pulling your blankets up to your chin. "It's a very special job. I can't think of anyone else I'd rather ask to do it."

You smile. "Love you, Ingrid!"

"Love you too!"

With Ingrid gone the next day, it means that you're in charge and you tell Mami so when you stand in front of her with your arms crossed over your chest.

"You have to do what I say," You tell her," 'Cause you don't have a knee anymore and Ingrid put me in charge."

Mami laughs. "I still have a knee."

"Don't lie!" You say," Ingrid says I'm in charge and Ingrid's the boss!"

Mami laughs again. "That's right. Ingrid is the boss."

You nod. "And I'm the littler boss so you have to do what I say."

"Alright," She says," What are you telling me to do?"

You think for a moment. "You have to stay still," You say eventually," And look after your leg that doesn't have a knee. It needs lots of love to regrow your knee."

You nod decisively like you've just solved a global issue and clamber up to sit next to Mami. You pat her on the head and wave your finger in her face. "No moving. I get drinks!"

Most of your day is spent sitting with Mami watching movies and telling her off when she tries to move. Ingrid left you in charge and you tell Mami not to move so she's being bad when she tries to.

You tell her as much and it makes her sit back down.

You watch the match Ingrid is at together and celebrate when Barcelona win six goals to none.

"You have to stay still!" You say to Mami when she moves a bit too much in celebration. "You don't have a knee!" You lean down to her bandaged leg and give it a little kiss like she and Ingrid do to your cuts when you get hurt.

"Ingrid will be mad if you keep ignoring me!" You declare," You have to not move!"

"Okay, lion cub," Mami says. She drags a hand through your hair before cupping your face. "You're doing such a good job looking after me, thank you."

"You're welcome, Mami. Do we call Ingrid now?"

"We can call Ingrid."

Ingrid picks up on the second ring and her smiling face greets you and Mami.

"Hi, my girls," She says," Has Mami been good?"

"She keeps trying to move," You report," But I stopped her!"

"Very good, lion cub!" Ingrid says," I know you'd be the best for the job."

You beam at her and Mami brushes a hand through your hair softly.

"She's the very best," Mami says," My best girl."

"When are you coming home, Ingrid?" You ask," Mami can't tuck me into bed."

"I'll be home tomorrow," Ingrid promises you," I miss you both very much. Why don't you keep Mami company in our bed tonight? That way she doesn't need to tuck you in."

"Okay! I'll sleep with Mami in your bed!"

"In that case-" Mami pats you on the head and guides you to your feet "- Why don't you go and grab your pyjamas and get ready? We can have bedtime snuggles in my bed."

"Okay!" You scamper off down the hall before turning around again and pointing a finger at Mami. "Don't move! I have to help!"

"Okay, lion cub," Mami says," I won't move."

[mintseung]

FIRST SIGHT L.H.S — PT2

⑅ pairing: BrothersBest friendLee!heeseung x gn!reader.

⑅ genre: Smut / fluff (MDNI!)

⑅ warnings: nipple sucking | fingering | cursing | unprotected sex | pussy eating | p in v | cum eating | nipple biting | rough sex (It's heeseung so) | Please tell me if I missed something! ♡

💌: before you read this, make sure you read pt1, so you could understand the story. Please don't hate my grammar, I am not good at it ><

Pt1

"shit baby your so tight" heeseung groaned as he squish your ass, You gripped his bicep with your free hand, scratching down on his skin until the sting started to dissipate.

"I'm cumming!" You scream as you roll your eyes up. His thrust was getting harder and faster, as he hit your gspot with his tip. When both of you heard the front door opened. "Hey I'm home!" Jay shouted as you and Heeseung looked at each other.

You both stood up and put your clothes immediately, "the cum on his bed!" You whisper pointing at the bed. "Shit" he immediately removed the bed sheet and throw it at the laundry basket, "pretend your just gonna do laundry" heeseung mouthed as you nod.

You both pretend to clean so Jay won't get suspicious about why you were both in his room. As Jay entered the room with his luggage, he saw you both cleaning and raised an eyebrow. "I just changed the sheets. Why are you guys cleaning already?" he asked as he put his luggage aside.

"Uh, my bad, bro. I accidentally spilled coffee on your bed and felt bad, so I cleaned it," Heeseung said, looking at Jay. "Can't believe your being nice right now" jay rolled his eyes.

Heeseung scratched the back of his head nervously. "Yeah, I know, but I didn't want to leave a mess for you."

Jay sighed, turning his attention to you. "And you, why are you in my room?"

You shifted uncomfortably, trying to come up with a plausible excuse. "I-I was going to do laundry and thought I'd help out by taking your stained sheets too," you stammered, glancing nervously at Heeseung. "Figured it would save you some trouble." You said Smiling proudly

"Oh, I guess thanks. There's food downstairs. Go eat already," Jay said as he left the room, closing the door behind him.

Heeseung came closer to you and said, "I'll continue what we were doing later, honey," as he winked at you while playfully squeezing your boobs. Then he went out of the room to join Jay downstairs.

You were feeling hungry, so you went downstairs and found Heeseung and Jay engrossed in a video game on the TV while Jay's girlfriend sat next to him, scrolling through her phone. You approached them and asked, "Jay hyung, what's for dinner?" Standing in front of them, Jay replied in an annoyed tone, "Move, loser!" as he gently pushed you aside. Heeseung glanced at you and patted the couch beside him, signaling you to sit next to him.

As you sat down, you looked jay first making sure that he was focusing at the game and after at heeseung, you poked his waist. When he finally looked at you, you pouted, and he immediately knew you were hungry. He elbowed Jay's side and said, "Dude, your sister is hungry. Let's stop for now," as he put his controller down on the coffee table.

"One more game, dude," Jay insisted, grabbing Heeseung's controller and pressing it against his stomach.

"Babe, Y/N's hungry. Let's go out and find something to eat, huh? You know your in charge at looking at your little sister just like what Mrs.Park said" Jay's girlfriend said seriously.

"Oh fine, fine, after all I put heeseung in charge to look after her, not me. I'll go change my clothes first. Come with me, love," Jay said as he stood up and headed to his room with his girlfriend. Heeseung looked at you and chuckled.

"What's so funny?" you asked, confused.

"Nothing. You're just so cute when you pout," he replied with a smile. He tucked your hair behind your ear and added, "So pretty," before kissing your fluffy cheek.

You step out of the car, the vibrant sounds and enticing aromas of the Korean market immediately hitting your senses. Colorful stalls line the narrow streets, each one bursting with an array of delicious-looking foods. The air is filled with the rich, savory scents of grilled meats, spicy kimchi, and sweet desserts.

When Jay stepped out of the car, he came beside you. "I'll be going out again later. I need to visit Liwon's parents in her hometown. They just called a little while ago, so it's unexpected," Jay said.

"Oh, okay," you replied. You glanced at Heeseung, who was already smirking mischievously.

As Jay and his girlfriend roamed around the bustling streets in search of something to eat, you and Heeseung wandered off together to buy tteokbokki, your favorite dish, while Heeseung opted for ramen, his personal favorite. The aroma of freshly cooked food filled the air as you both made your way through the market. After securing your meals, you found a small table and sat down, eagerly digging into your food.

While you were enjoying the delicious tteokbokki, a man approached your table with an unsettling smile. "Miss, can I have your number?" he asked, his tone and expression sending a chill down your spine. Before you could respond, Heeseung intervened. "She's not single," he said firmly, his glare intense enough to scare the man away.

"Not single, hm?" you smirked at Heeseung.

"Yeah? Your mine baby, I won't let ugly men take my baby away," he pouted with his Bambi eyes.

"I'm just kidding. You think I'd let you eat my, yeah you know what your just really cute" You laughed as you chewed on your food.

After eating, you all returned to your house. Jay called you downstairs. "What?" you said as you descended the stairs.

"I'm leaving now. You better behave," Jay warned. "Heeseung will be here to watch over your ass because you're a pain in the ass. Who knows, maybe when I get back, the house will be on fire and you and Heeseung will be burnt chickens," he said, crossing his arms as Heeseung chuckled.

"Blah blah blah. Liwon, make sure to shut Jay's mouth whenever he's gonna talk shit," you replied, rolling your eyes at Jay.

"I will. Come on, you little rockstar. It's going to be a long ride," Liwon said as she pulled Jay by the shirt, closing the door behind them.

As the car drove off, Heeseung wrapped his arms around your waist. "Hey princess~ I missed you," he murmured, burying his face into your neck.

"We've been together all day, though. What do you mean?" you asked, turning around and placing your hands on his neck. "Kisses" as he suck your neck leaving purple spots.

A moan left your lips. Heeseung looked at you and said, 'You left me so horny today. I didn't even get a chance to cum, ma' as he kissed your lips.

Heeseung carried you with your legs wrapped around his waist, his strong arms holding you securely. The warmth of his body pressed against yours sent a shiver down your spine. As he walked to your bedroom, his mouth sucked your neck harshly, leaving a trail of dark purple hickeys making you moan.

When you finally reached the bed, he placed you down gently, his eyes locked onto yours with an intensity that made your heart race. He leaned in, his breath warm against your skin as he whispered your name, "let's continue what we're doing this morning shall we mì amor?" He smirks.

He raised your shirt over your breasts. He starts to suck your nipples, and his hands playing with your other nipple while you grip his hair, You felt your sticky panties sticking thru your skin. "I can imagine you having sore Milky nipples" he said while sucking your harden nipples.

His hand reached your waist and slowly removed your shorts, throwing them aside someplace in the room. "Wet for me already, princess?" he smirks as he removes your soaked panties. You tighten your grip on his hair as he begins to bite your inner thighs. His warm breath felt good against your cunt, and he opened your pussy with his fingers before licking your sensitive bud, which caused you to feel hot against your skin.

"W-wait not that, t-thats to sensitive" you bit your bottom lip as he continue to suck your sensitive clitoris. The way he suck it made you moan so loudly, probably the neighbors heard it.

"I'm gonna cum!" You shouted,

"Already? Well hold that for me, we barely even started ma" He looked at you as he entered 2 fingers without any warning making your back arch. "Still so tight even tho we fucked this morning." You feel him smirking in your cunt.

He flip you on your stomach, your ass is towards him in the air, your face pressed into his bed. he start unbuckling his jeans. As he rubs his tip on your entrance, without any warning he thrust his dick inside you so deep not even letting you adjust for his size.

"T-too big" you reach your hand in your back and tries to stop heeseung, but heeseung in the other hand grabbed your hand and pinned them on your back. "Don't stop me, I know you like it when I go deep hm ma?" He teases as he start thrusting slow for a few moments, slowly making it fast, you can feel your wetness was dripping out of your pussy, falling to your pink bed sheets. As heeseung thrusts hard and fast you were moaning like a mess, "rub your pussy for me baby" he orders you, your hands trailed down to reach your pussy and start rubbing messy circles on it.

Heeseung slapped your ass making you cry out but making you more turned on. "So big shit" you screamed while tears rolling down your cheeks. "Fuck You like doggy style huh baby? Huh you want daddy's dick so bad?" He said while pulling your hair gently.

"Baby can I cum already please?" You beg, can't even speak properly as you roll your eyes into your skull. "What's my name hm?" He teases thrusting slower, "daddy!" You screamed. "Good girl, okay go cum" he orders, the headboard rythms fasten with his thrusts. (I think you guys are gonna break your bed any soon now) heeseung turned you around, now your laying down on your back while heeseung put your legs up on his shoulder as he slip his dick inside you again making you both moan.

He lays his hands on your stomach feeling his cock on your stomach, making him smirk as he makes his thrust hard again. His hands gripped your tits as you bite down your bottom lips. He moved closer to your face and start kissing you roughly, the way he tastes makes you so dizzy and wanting more. "So warm baby, I could do this all the time" he says while kissing you.

You felt heeseung's warm semen inside you, he finally pulls out and went down to your pussy seeing your cunt so swollen, wet, and of course full of his cum. He puts 2 fingers inside you to scoop some cum and let you taste your juices and his mixed.

Heeseung got some tissues and wiped your legs clean, "tired baby?" Heeseung says in a worried tone, you nod as you grabbed the blanket beside you and covered you and his body. Heeseung's arm hugs your waist as you buried your face on his neck, smelling the strong clone of his. You we're about to close your eyes when the door barged opened. You and heeseung looked at the door slowly and you saw jay standing they with his arms crossed.

"Well, well, I was just away for a moment, and now you two were fucking?" he said, raising an eyebrow. You felt embarrassed and hid in Heeseung's neck.

"Chill, dude. What are you doing here?" Heeseung asked.

"CHILL?! your literally fucking my sister! And I forgot my fucking wallet," he replied, showing his wallet with a serious face.

Jay sighed. "Make sure you're going to take my sister seriously, or else I'll break your bones and cut off your dick," he warned and closed the door.

"Heard that?" you said, looking at Heeseung.

"Yes, ma'am, I'll take you seriously. I'll be your boyfriend, best friend, or pet—anything you want. I'll always be here for you," he said with a smile, kissing your lips.

[urlovebot]

11:32pm

Jake couldn't help but admire how pretty you looked while talking up his friends. Tonight you both were sat in a booth on the terrace of a wine bar, the party as whole more tipsy than anyone would like to admit.

Jake takes the time to admire your pretty little outfit. He thinks the color dress you chose matches your skin tone so well that he cant help but feel his cheeks heat up. He wants you. right now. he takes one hand and presses it to your thigh, the other coming up to tuck your hair behind your ear as you continue conversing with his friends.

you take a bit of a break, looking back to see jake flashing his million dollar smile. you give him a quick kiss and turn back around to continue doing the conversating as it was clear that Jake was going to be of no use.

Jake licks his lips. he needed to figure out how to get you the fuck out of this bar and on to his bed. he scoots closer to you, the hand on your thigh inching up, breath fanning at the back of your neck. he looks around, scanning the crowd to make sure there were no peaking eyes. as soon as he confirms safely, he presses a kiss on the juncture between your neck and shoulder.

"Y/n..."

the scratchiness of his voice makes your thighs rub together. you muster up the courage to respond,

"yes jaeyun?"

"lemme take you home," jakes hand begins to shimmy its way in between your thighs.

"stop playing, we are out with your friends."

jake scoffs and continues to move his fingers deftly up your thighs, now reaching the outline of your panties,

"I'd fuck you in front of them too but i figured you'd be more comfortable in our bedroom."

You turn around, scandalized. cheeks red and jaw just about on the floor. jake sees this and giggles, reaching to close your mouth,

"careful baby, you'll catch flies."

"Jake I'm serious. let me socialize in peace."

jake pretends to think about it and then sits back with a sigh, hand now moving up and down your thigh.

he ponders more on how to get you into his bed. at this point he's nearly salivating. you have a pretty vivienne westwood choker on and it's making him dizzy. he sits up again to whisper in your ear,

"c'mon baby, let me take care of you, hmm?" jake softly kisses your earlobe.

you sigh in contentment, letting jake continue his ministrations,

"don't you want me to make you feel good? stretch you out? make you cum?"

jake is now leaving kisses behind your ear and down your neck. it's a miracle nobody's noticed.

you sigh again, a slow nod forcing its way out. jake jumps up and announces that you guys are gonna have an early night in. after some swift goodbyes, you are walking out of the bar, jake bouncing as he walks.

he walks behind you with his hands pressed against your stomach, whole body pressing against you to hide how hard he is,

"Y/n i swear to god i'm gonna let you ride my face for hours."

you giggle in return, swatting at his hands. secretly you hoped he meant it.

And mean it he did.

you'd gotten home an hour ago, stripping clothes starting at the door, heavy petting through the kitchen, fucking the first round out in the hallway, the second round on the edge of the bed, and now you're hovering over jake's face.

Jake kisses where he can reach on your thighs trying to coax you into relaxing.

"Y/n, baby, I know you're nervous but if i die i promise i'll die a happy and content man."

"you're so fucking unserious sim."

you begin to climb off when jakes hand grabs you by the thigh,

"you tryna take this pretty pussy away from me?"

his hands move up to your hips, guiding you back over his mouth.

"sit y/n."

your legs shake out of nerves. you'd never sat on a mans face before out of fear of suffocating them and your previous partners we're never great at giving and would much rather be on the receiving end. Jake, however, was a giver. Jake loved to give. jake would eat your pussy all day long if you'd let him.

"Please baby, sit on my face."

Jake looks up at you with puppy eyes and you cant help but give in. As you lower yourself down jake whimpers out, mouth in search of your cunt before you are fully situated.

After 15 minutes, jake has made you cum twice, refusing to let you up until hes covered in you.

"jake- please baby"

jake hums and continues moving his tongue in and out of you, thumb circling your clit.

"I'm too sensitive."

you try and push his head away. jake grunts,

"one more baby. please give me one more."

"jaeyun..."

Jake looks up at you, pupils blown wide, cheeks red and lips glossy.

"I need it angel, just one more for me."

You think on it for a second. your legs are sore and you can hear your heartbeat in your ears.

"My thighs hurt."

jakes eyebrows raise in concern,

"You wanna stop?"

you quickly shake your head no- as sore as you were there was nothing quite as hot as pussy drunk jake. your first two orgasms he mightve been moaning more than you.

jake begins to kiss at your thighs, massaging them.

"tell me you want to keep going. I'll flip you over and bury my head between your thighs so that you won't have to lift a finger, but i need you to tell me you want it."

your stomach swirls delightfully,

"I want it."

jake gives you a boyish grin,

"'Atta girl."

[verycoolusername1]

I've Ever Seen

Summary: You get drunk on a night out with the wags and the team which leads to you admitting something to Cole.

Warning! Mentions of being drunk!

A/N: ... surprise! I caved in and started writing for Cole lol(send in requests!!) And this song has been on repeat lately(beabadoobee is amazing)

I also never been drunk before so I don't know how drunk people act-

You giggled as Kirby said a stupid joke, the drinks catching up to you no doubt. For some reason, this light makes Cole look different, almost dazzling.

Cole sensing someone's eyes on him and looks at you almost instantly, he sends a little smile before making his way to you.

He looked down at you with a smile. "Hey baby. You okay?"

You nodded hazily. "M'fine. Fine."

"So there's no reason as to why you're looking at me like you wanna devour me?" Cole chuckles.

You shook your head. "Just admiring."

"Admiring huh? If I didn't know any better I'd say you got a little crush on me." He pinches your cheek as he teases.

Your face flushed, taking him seriously. "I- I don't know what you're talking about."

"You're cute when you're flustered, very cute." Cole kissed your head.

"Can we go home?" You ask quietly, not wanting anyone to see you like this.

Cole nodded. "Of course baby."

He takes your hand in yours and the two of you leave the bar, well you're stumbling but nonetheless made it out.

He opens the car door for you to get in which you do before getting in the driver's seat.

Throughout the drive, you ramble about anything and Cole listens with intense focus despite not knowing what you're saying in half of it.

"Alright we're here." Cole looked at you to find you already staring at him, stuck in a gaze. "Hey... you alright in there?"

You blinked slowly. "Sorry just distracted." You looked away and missed Cole's signature grin.

The two of you went up to your apartment, Cole's grip tighten on you as he unlocked the door.

He let you in first and watched as you kicked your shoes off and headed to the bathroom, Cole opted to go to the bedroom and get ready for bed.

You came out minutes later, your posture sluggish as you landed on the bed right on Cole who let out a low groan at the sudden action.

"Sorry." You mumbled. "Didn't see you there."

You quickly got up and changed into your pajamas and got in bed next to Cole.

"It's okay, we all have accidents." Cole went to turn off the light, the TV already playing Brooklyn Nine-Nine.

"Wait!" You stopped him, he looked at you in confusion but you said nothing.

The two of you making eye contact longer than what was necessary, you then let out a low sigh in realization.

"Oh my god, beabadoobee was right." You looked at Cole, one of your hands coming up to cup his cheek.

Cole knew about your love for beabadoobee but didn't listen to her as much as you. Making his confusion grow even more.

"What... what was she right about?" Cole held his breath in anticipation.

"You have the prettiest eyes I've ever seen." You confesses.

Cole's face flushed at your words. "Oh... uh thanks baby." He smiled shyly.

You tried to kiss his cheek but ended up kissing his nose which he laughed a little at.

"Goodnight baby." He tucked you in his arms.

"Goodnight." You sighed before closing your eyes.

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"i don't wanna go, babe," you say stubbornly. chris had been invited to a party, and he was begging you, his girlfriend, to accompany him. you just weren't a party person though. social events were your worst enemy. you much preferred staying at home tucked warmly under your blankets with your stuffed animals watching tv, scrolling through tiktok, reading, doing whatever, as long as it didn't require you to have any interactions with anyone. except maybe your parents and chris. but that was it.

"please, honey bear," chris was trying his best to coax you, but you firmly shook your head. "i'm sorry, chris, but parties aren't my thing.."

"so?" chris spoke. "you'll be with me. you don't need to talk to anyone if you don't want to. just hang out with me."

"i'd much rather we hang out at home, love," you say, shrugging your shoulders. "no pressure, though. you can still go, if you want. i won't mind it at all, trust me."

"c'mon, you're no fun," chris says glumly.

"why, thank you, that makes me feel so much better!" you exclaim indignantly. "you're being really mean, y'know."

chris looks up at you guiltily, nervously running a hand through his hair. "sorry, ma, i didn't mean it."

"it's okay. i'm sorry, too. but i'm just tired and parties are really draining.." you trail off. chris places his hand over yours softly. "let's do something at home then, just the two of us, m'kay lovebug?" he says.

"okay," you reply. he sits down on his bed next to you, wrapping his arms around you and bringing you closer as he places soft, warm kisses on your forehead and the top of your head. "what do you wanna do?" he asks.

"mm.. i dunno, anything," you say. yours eyes light up for a moment. "chrissy, can i put on one of your hoodies first? please?"

"okay," he nods his head, smiling softly at you in adoration. you make your way to his closet, open it, and rummage through the hundreds of hoodies that your boyfriend owns. well, maybe not hundreds. but lots of them. "ugh, i can't pick! there's too many."

"want me to help?" chris enters behind you and picks out a soft grey one for you to put on. as you put it on over your pink and white striped pyjamas you can't help but let out a little squeal at how warm it is. god, it even smells like chris, a subtle mix of sage and honeysuckle.

"you look cute, ma," chris grins playfully. "shame i'll have to take that off later."

"chris!" you say, feigning a disapproving tone, as a soft giggle slips past your lips.

"i'm just sayin' my truth, princess," he shrugs and puts his hands up as if in an attempt to surrender.

"you're so cute, baby," you say while you look adoringly up at him as the two of you stand amidst all of his clothes and things.

"i know," chris says earnestly. he adds, "not as cute as you, though." he boops your nose softly and lovingly kisses the top of your head, his warm hands wrapped around your waist.

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[sidekick-hero]

I'm a fool (for you)

Written for the Stranger Things Writers Guild daily drabble, prompt was 'meet ugly'. I don't know what happened here. warnings: implied cheating (not steddie) | tags: meet ugly, hurt Eddie, emotional hurt/comfort, love at first sight with the worst timing, hopeful ending | 1.2k | AO3

April is Eddie's favorite month.

Winter is finally over and spring is breathing life back into the world. With the colors of spring, happiness seeped back into people's hearts.

As Eddie walks home from work, whistling his favorite tune, his heart swells with it. The sun still shines brightly, a gentle breeze carries the scent of cherry blossoms from the nearby park, and tucked in his pocket is his very first bonus check. He can't wait to tell David, the exhilaration of a beautiful day gives him hope that maybe they can have a nice evening with some wine and dinner before falling into bed together. It's been a while, and he knows it's partly because he works so much, but lately he feels like he and David are drifting apart.

Determined to surprise David with some quality time together, Eddie plans to come home early. Perhaps they could even use the extra money for a vacation, he thinks with a smile on his face.

Filled with hope and happiness, Eddie opens the door to their apartment, only to be greeted by a sight that shatters both.

A stranger, clad in nothing but black boxer briefs, stands in their bedroom doorway.

"I'm such a fool," Eddie murmurs, blinking at the unexpected sight of an almost-naked Adonis standing in the doorway to the room he shares with the man Eddie thought loved him.

The stranger mirrors his shock. "You're not David.”

A mirthless laugh escapes Eddie's lips. "No, I'm Eddie. His boyfriend. Or rather, ex-boyfriend. Guess he forgot to mention me, huh?"

When the man just buries his face in his hands and groans, "I'm such a fucking fool," Eddie almost feels sorry for him.

Almost, because it's his heart that's just been broken.

"Looks like we both are," he agrees with the stranger. He really is beautiful. Eddie can see why David went for him, he just wishes he hadn't.

"I swear, I had no idea David had a boyfriend or I never would have gone home with him. I'm so, so sorry."

The guy looks sincere and Eddie believes him. After all, it was David who decided to trample on their relationship. It must suck to be drawn into the drama of Eddie's imploding relationship, less cause and more casualty.

Closing the door behind him, Eddie steps fully into the apartment. "I believe you -" he pauses here, waiting for the man to tell him his name.

"Steve."

"I believe you, Steve. Where's David, by the way?"

"Buying condoms," he admits sheepishly, and Eddie rubs his hands over his face.

"Of course. How awfully considerate of him." Steve winces at Eddie's tone, but he's too tired to care. He takes a moment to think about what to do next. "I think it's best if you get dressed and leave now, I doubt you'll want to be here when David gets back. To be honest, I don't want to either, but I guess there's not much of a choice."

Steve looks at him silently for a second before turning and going back into the bedroom, presumably to get dressed. Eddie sighs and heads over to the kitchen to make himself some coffee. He's going to need it.

He's thinking about where he could stay tonight when Steve comes into the kitchen, now dressed in tight, light-washed Levi's and a white shirt that looks painted on. Eddie can even see the dark chest hair through it.

It's hard not to hate Steve for making Eddie feel even more inadequate.

"I know you want me to go, but if it's okay with you, I'd rather stay? Just to make sure you're okay. I've been cheated on before and I know what it's like to feel like the rug has been pulled out from under you. You shouldn't have to deal with it alone."

It's hard to hate Steve when he's so kind to Eddie.

"Do I look so pathetic that I need the man my boyfriend cheated on me with to comfort me?" He spits, more out of self-preservation than anything else. Anger is so much easier to deal with than heartbreak.

Steve's response, however, is gentle. "You look like someone just broke your heart and you could use a friend. It doesn't have to be me, I can take you to one of your friends. I just don't think you should be alone right now." With that, Steve walks over to the coffee machine and pours out a cup. "Sugar? Cream?"

Eddie plops down on one of the kitchen chairs in defeat. "Both. More sugar."

Steve prepares their coffee and then they wait for David to get back. When he does, clearly shocked to find his boyfriend and his hookup in the same room, they both confront him. Steve has Eddie's back the whole time and gets downright mean to David, while Eddie is mostly tired and disappointed. After their confrontation, Steve waits for Eddie to pack some of his things and, as promised, drives Eddie over to Chrissy's apartment.

They park in front of her building and Eddie thanks Steve for everything he's done for him, but before he can get out, Steve takes Eddie's hand and squeezes it.

"I'm really sorry, Eddie. Nobody deserves to get cheated on and I hate that it happened to you. I can understand if you want to be mad at me or forget I even exist, but if you ever need to talk, even if it's just about how small David's dick is, I'm here, okay?"

In the palm of his hand, Eddie feels a piece of paper, and he's pretty sure it's Steve's number.

"Why?"

Steve reaches over and tucks a lock of Eddie's hair behind his ear. "You'll probably think I'm weird, but I feel like I almost know you. It sounds crazy, I know, I know. I can’t explain it. I just want you to be happy, and I can't help but want to be the person who makes that happen."

At Eddie's stunned silence, he hastily adds, "Oh God, I sound like a crazy person. Or worse, a psycho stalker. I promise, I'm neither. And that's exactly what a psycho stalker would say, for Christ's sake. Please say something before I put my foot any further in my mouth."

This makes Eddie laugh again, and this time it doesn't sound bitter. Just a little confused, but mostly fond.

"Thank you, Steve. Really. I appreciate it. You... I have no idea what I'm feeling right now, or what I'm going to do, but you've made this totally fucked up evening suck less, and for that alone I don't want to forget that you exist or be mad at you. I just need some time, y'know?"

Steve's smile is warm, if a little sad. "I do. You should. Take your time, I mean. I really wish we'd met differently."

"Me too. Believe me."

Eddie starts to get out of the car again, and this time Steve doesn't stop him. Just watches him, his hazel eyes shining brightly in the light of the street lamp.

"Take care, Eddie."

"You too, Steve."

As Eddie climbs the stairs to Chrissy's apartment, he saves Steve's number in his phone.

[oo-delallymrcrow]

Rehearsal

A/N: alright I caved. After only reading about this man for two days I wrote a story about him. This man has a choke hold on my life that I'd didn't think was possible but here we are....

Anyway, this is pre-war Cooper x reader. It is really fluffy but suggestive at the end. Forgive me I wrote it in five hours, haven't slept, and didn't really edit so if there's any mistakes that's why.

Plot: Cooper has feelings for reader. It really comes forward about how he feels and she feels for him when they rehearse a movie together.

Cooper Howard leaned against the railing of the porch of the house that was the backdrop to this scene, his gaze tracing the lights and people milling about. It was the perfect backdrop for the movie he'd been dreaming of – a tale of love, loss, and redemption. Ever since the divorce, it's been hard on Cooper with trying to take care of Janey and still go through with his career. That's why he was so glad to have you as his co-star.

A little more than a co-star more as a friend. Y/N has been with him through the whole divorce with Barbara. She was by his side as he sat and signed the papers. Crying with him as he did. Helping with getting Janey and watching her when he worked late. He always apologized and tried to pay her but she would never accept the money.

 “It really is no problem Cooper.” She would smile sweetly at him as she gave him some supper that she made that night. “I've told you time and time again; I love Janey like she was my own. Now eat before I hear another rumble from that stomach.”

He smiled at the memory. She was always taking care of them both. Even when Janey was staying with her mother, she still came over, offering dinner and some beer. Then staying the night just to talk. He would offer his bed for her when she started yawning and seeing that sleepy smile on her face. 

“I can't take your bed Coop. I'll just go home and sleep in my own”

“Now darlin’ what kind of gentleman would I be if I let you drive home at this hour? No ma'am, you take my bed and I'll sleep on the couch.”

She smiled, and he swore his heart skipped a bit as she did. 

“Alright but just because it would be rude after you offered so kindly.”

He smiled and led her to his room. He grabbed an undershirt and some pajama pants for her. 

Her brows scrunched in confusion as she smiled at him.

“Don't want you sleeping in your dress sweetheart. It might wrinkle,” he winked at her as she giggled and took the clothes from him. Her fingers brushing over his sent a red hue to her cheeks.

His heart skipped a beat again as she took the clothes and looked at him through her lashes. He cleared his throat after what felt like an hour as they stared at each other.

“Night sweetheart,” he whispered as he walked through the doorway, starting to close the door behind him.

“Night Coop,” she whispered back. 

He smiled at her before letting it shut.

There were a few nights when they would talk for hours and he would wake up on the couch with Y/N in his arms. He would smile and brush her hair back as he stared at her and wonder if he could do this every night.

‘I would like to.’ He would think when this happened. ‘It would be nice for him to have someone here all the time to keep him company. And Janey already has taken a shine to her.’

He would run his fingers through her hair as she sighed in her sleep and tucked her head under his chin, curling into him like she belonged there. He smiled and pressed a soft kiss to her temple.

‘Yeah, I want to have her be with me.’

Now whenever she came over that's all he could think about. How perfect she looked cooking in his kitchen. Helping put Janey to bed, telling her a bedtime story and a sweet little goodnight. How he would think about whenever she stayed the night that they could just share the bed. How he should say fuck it and kiss her. But he was a gentleman and a recent divorcé and now her fucking co-star. Like that doesn't make his feelings for her grow more.

She got the female lead role and that meant she was a love interest. His love interest, to be specific. She was so excited about working with him and Cooper loved it too. That meant more of getting to see her. But that also meant scenes that would be romantic which made his heart want to explode out of his chest.

Speaking of which, this scene that they were doing was a romantic scene. Where his character, an old cowboy whose wife and son were murdered by an outlaw, confessed his love to Y/N's character, the daughter of the mayor who turned out to be the outlaw. It was a weird ride of emotions for Cooper after everything he's been through. But by god didn't you look pretty in your costume.

Speaking of you, Y/N stepped onto the set, her presence like a burst of sunshine amidst the filming chaos. With her effortless grace and magnetic aura, she embodied her character. Destined to capture Cooper's heart on screen. 

‘And on set.’ He thought as he flashed her a smile as she walked toward him with a wide grin.

"Hey, Coop," Y/N greeted, her voice carrying a hint of excitement. "Ready to bring this scene to life?"

Cooper turned to her, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Absolutely sweetheart. Let's make magic."

That blush returned on her cheeks and it made Cooper feel a little giddy at her reaction whenever he called her that. He has been flirting with her a little more since the night he woke to them cuddling on the couch. He felt like he was able to have a second chance and by god was he going to take it. If Y/N wanted him though, that was one thing he wasn't sure of, yet.

They took their positions, the script pages fluttering in the breeze. As the cameras rolled, Cooper and Aurora slipped effortlessly into their characters, their chemistry igniting the air like fireworks on a summer night.

“Well if it isn't Mr. McLintock. What has you snooping around here? Gonna get my momma arrested next?”

Cooper smiled at the stern look on Y/N's face. She was really good with this character and Cooper loved the little quips they had improvised with their dialogue.

“Now easy there darlin’,” he drawled, raising a hand as Y/N raised the prop rifle to him. “I'm not here for anyone else. Well, not your momma at least.”

Her eyebrow raised as she cooked the hammer back. “And what would you want with me, Mr. McLintock?” 

He placed a foot on a step resting his other hand on the railing. 

“Well, I was hoping I could call upon you.”

She let put a harsh laugh, “call upon me? After you let that sheriff take my father? That's funny Mr. McLintock but I don't want you to call upon me.”

He took another step up, face to face with her now. As he stared into her eyes, he saw how they had a twinkle to them. His hand reached out and moved the rifle away from him. Her lips parted and his eyes darted down as he wet his lips before speaking his next line.

“The sheriff found that he was shot in his thigh. You wouldn't happen to know anything about that, would you?”

She gasped up at him as he got closer. She turned her head away with a shake as she whispered. 

He gently grabbed her chin and faced her back to him. She looked up at him with wide eyes and gulped.

‘Jesus this girl was gonna be the death of him.’

He licked his lips again feeling his air leave his lungs as he whispered.

“What happened?”

Her mouth opened and then closed. She looked close to crying when she answered his question. With each line delivered, Cooper found himself lost in Aurora's eyes, her passion igniting a fire within him. Together, they danced through the dialogue, each word infused with emotion and depth.

“He-he was going to kill you John. I heard him talking to his old partner. He said he was going to get you before you got him and I-”

Y/N reached up and placed her hands on his cheeks. She took a step closer, leaving no room between them as she whispered up to him.

“I couldn't let him kill you John. I-I didn't want to lose you.”

Cooper felt his heart thudding against his chest. He felt like he was going to have a heart attack with how fast his heart was going. He knows this was just a part of the script but with how close they were. Cooper couldn't handle the intensity in her eyes. In that moment, time seemed to stand still. They were no longer the two charactersthey portrayed, but Cooper and Y/N – two souls intertwined in a story as old as time.

He wrapped his arm around her waist while his other hand was on her cheek. He leaned in closer as he said his last line.

“You'll never lose me sweetheart.”

As the scene reached its climax, their lips met in a tender embrace, sealing their characters' fate with a kiss that spoke volumes of love and longing. But even more than that, Cooper was confessing his love to Y/N through this kiss. Hoping that she would understand his passion and love for her through it. He heard a small moan come from her as he ran a hand down her side and her arms wrap around his neck. It made his hat tip up at an angle as they kissed but he didn't mind. Not when she ran her fingers through his hair.

The director called cut all too soon, and the spell was broken. Cooper and Y/N pulled away, their breaths mingling in the air. For a moment, they lingered in silence, the weight of their performance hanging between them like a veil.

"Wow," Y/N breathed, breaking the silence with a small smile. "That was... incredible."

Cooper nodded, his pulse still racing. "Yeah, it was."

They shared a moment of understanding, a silent acknowledgment of the magic they'd created together. In that studio, amidst the chaos of people and equipment, Cooper and Y/N had found something truly special – a connection that transcended the confines of the silver screen.

“Alright everyone that's a wrap for today. Cooper, Y/N, nice work today you both had a lot of chemistry and I want to see the same thing for tomorrow's shoot.”

Y/N nodded with a smile as Cooper gave a quick alright before the director walked away.

Cooper turned to Y/N to ask a question when she beat him to it.

“Are you bust tonight?”

Cooper shook his head, “not at all sweetheart. Why do you wanna do another dinner date?”

Y/N smiled and stepped closer to him and he placed his hands on her waist to hold her steady. 

“Something like that.”

She bashfully said as she looked up through her lashes again. This time though, Cooper could see the loving warmth and the burning of lust in them. It made Cooper's breath catch as he glanced at her lips and back to her eyes. He saw her eyes move down to his lips and then trail down his body. Biting at her bottom lip she sighed as she caught his gaze and ran her hands up his torso to grab the bandana around his neck. She tugged it slightly to bring his mouth close to hers. Just as their lips were about to meet, she smiled.

“Make sure to leave room for dessert,” she purred and turned away from him as she walked off the set. Cooper's breath left him in a rush as he realized he was holding it the whole time. His gaze caught hers as she looked back with a smile and a wink before sauntering out. His mouth turned up in a smirk as he hurried off the set as well.

‘Damn sweetheart.’