#and final one for the sleepy bois (gn)

[dayndream]

SFW. Just some fluff of Suna x gn reader. Clingy boy. <3

SUNA RINTARO loves it when you play with his hair. He could easily lay all day long on top of you, hugging you as you run your fingers through his dark hair. Oh, and whenever one of your hands goes down to his back, sweetly tracing invisible lines on him—he feels he could live like that.

His eyelids start to feel heavy as you draw little hearts on his back with your fingertips, playfully tousling his hair with the other hand, leaving some kisses on top of his head as he rested on your chest, starting to fall asleep, being that noticeable in the way he was breathing, by the way his hands slowly stopped holding onto your sides as tight as they were doing before.

A soft chuckle escaped your lips, wrapping your arms around his body, careful to not wake him.

He is such a pretty sleeper—you tilted your head a bit, just enough to be able to admire his every feature. His lips looked so kissable, you almost couldn't resist the urge to grab his face and leave it full of pecks, but you did, hugging him a little tighter to get rid of that love attack you were feeling for him.

When you least excepted it, his body weight and temperature were making you feel sleepy too, as if you were under a weighted blanket—a pretty heavy one, though.

Some minutes passed, maybe even an hour or two, and by the time you woke up, you noticed you two were on a complete different position; you were the one on top now. His green eyes looking dearly at you, resting his head over one of his hands, while he gently caressed your back with the other.

“Finally awake, my sleeping beauty?”, he said with a slight smirk, yet adoring eyes, leaving then a sweet peck on your forehead. He acted as if he'd been awake all the time, but you know, because of his husky sleepy voice, that he just woke up some minutes ago too.

Memorabilia Passage.

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[neeeooon]

Hi hi guess who has another request >_<!! So I was wondering if I could get bllk boys reacting to a reader who likes staying up late at night (It can be anyone but I especially request Ness or sendou in it <3) ? Thank uuu amazing author for feeding my hyper fixation😻

ofc thank you for feeding mine 😍

when you like to stay up late

bf bllk x gn!reader. all domestic fluff <3

alexis ness

-> “are you sleepy?” “mmm,” “is that a yes?” “mm.”

-> you smile and kiss ness’s forehead. though you like staying up late, ness is an early bird and usually falls asleep before the clock hits double digits. you used to tease him for it, but now you respect him, as it isn’t often you wake up before 10 am

-> tucking him into bed, you find an extra blanket to wrap around yourself and pop your earbuds in so you can watch a few episodes of your show without disturbing ness

-> he usually shuffles around at around 1 am, but it isn’t often that he wakes up. “y/n?” his groggy voice startles you, and you turn your phone off when you see his bleary eyes trying to spot you in the darkness

-> “go to sleep,” he hims while carefully tugging the comforter over you before tucking himself into your side. “your head will hurt in the morning.” you smile and nuzzle the top of his head with your cheek. “goodnight, lovely.”

sendou shuto

-> “so… what do you wanna do?” he asks with a wink, yelling dramatically when you smack him in the face with a pillow

-> you end up seated beside each other, stuffing your faces with popcorn as you watch some classic pixar movies

-> you look over when you hear sniffling during up and raise a brow at sendou, who is trying (and failing) to muffle his sobs with the pillow. “i-it’s so sad! please never die, y/n!” “.. i’ll do my best not to..?”

-> he’s asleep twenty minutes later, head slumped against your shoulder like it’s his own personal rest, not that you mind. you scoffed gently when he snored before placing a kiss in his hair and carefully tossed a blanket over him

-> you watched another movie and started the third when sendou finally shifted against you. “i was resting my eyes…” “sure, babe.”

hiori yo

-> he likes staying up too and will offer to stay up with you

-> you mostly waste the night away playing video games together, something you can do whether he’s physically there with you or not

-> though he’s always up to play with you, your favorite nights are when hiori stays with you. your parents are lenient and trust him, so they don’t care if he stays over or not... though all you’re doing is playing video games until the sun comes up

-> “maybe we should try to fix our sleep schedules one of these days,” you said after finally shutting your pc down and peeking past the black-out curtains to see the sky lightening

-> hiori shrugged and tugged his hoodie off before climbing into your bed. “why?” “i doubt it’s healthy to play video games all night.” “it’s fun, though. getting to play with you.” you blushed at his quiet confession and jumped into bed beside him. “so romantic. let’s see how long we can sleep before my mom brings us food this time.”

kurona ranze

-> for some reason, your town had a 24h pet store/clinic. on nights where you don’t feel like sleeping, you like texting your boyfriend and walking there together

-> the cashier yawned when you approached. “hamsters and birds are all asleep right now. unless you’re looking for dog food, we don’t have much else to show.”

-> you and kurona ignored him and made beelines to the back of the store, where the fish tanks were. you crouched in front of the lower level tanks and watched, mesmerized, as the fish swam around

-> “two dollars for a fish is crazy, crazy,” kurona sighed as he followed a spotted fish with his fingertip. you blinked as his words sank in before grabbing your wallet and dumping the contents onto the floor

-> you had enough coins to make $2.07 and turned a wild smile on your boyfriend. “i’m getting you that fish.” “that’s the sleep deprivation talking..” “bet.” “… bet, bet.”

-> your family had an empty tank at home, and it was perfectly sized for kurona’s new spotted fish. kurona joked that he’d never go on another late night adventure with you again after that

kiyora jin

-> just. dance. party.

-> your neighbors hate you, you’re sure of it, but you don’t care. when you can’t sleep, you send a simple “🕺” emoji to kiyora, and he’s at your place ten minutes later

-> and if your just dance cd, so aged and scratched from use it doesn’t always play right away, doesn’t work? michael jackson: the experience

-> yes, kiyora is your lovely boyfriend who will do almost anything to make you happy. no, that does not include letting you win any level of either game. even when he’s exhausted and you’re still bouncing with energy, he still manages to get 5 stars while you stay stuck at 4

-> “this is insane. billie jean shouldn’t be this hard! rematch!” but he’s already asleep on your bed, so you finally, reluctantly, turn everything off and join him

karasu tabito

-> “can i play with your hair?” “it’s two in the morning. there’s a very high chance of me falling asleep on ya.” “sooooo..?” “.. sure.”

-> you always sneak into karasu’s place to visits after his shower, when all the gel is washed from his hair. you like sleeping late since your first class isn’t until noon, so it gives you plenty of time to sleep in

-> you sat on kurona’s bed while he was position on the floor between your legs, watching soccer reruns on his phone as you ran your fingers through his gel-free hair

-> smiling when your boyfriend hummed, you continued playing with his hair until you heard the quiet thud of his phone slipping from between his hands and hitting the floor

-> internally cooing, you gently encouraged karasu to move to his bed so you could oss a blanket over him and cuddle against his chest. lying together like that with the steady rise and fall of karasu’s chest, it wasn’t hard for you to fall asleep

[marauroon]

i heard you're taking in requests? 👁👁

marauders x forgetful reader?? like misplaces a book or an article of clothing?

𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭-𝐦𝐞-𝐧𝐨𝐭 (𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐲.𝐦)

you can always count on your boys to make sure you don’t forget anything in the mornings

poly!marauders x gn!reader | 1.0k | fluff | masterlist.

The scent of fresh coffee drifts through the air, mingling with the warmth of early morning light filtering through the sheer curtains. The flat is quiet in the way that all homes are just after waking—a few soft footsteps, the occasional yawn, the distant hum of the city outside.

James is already up, of course. He’s the only one of the four of you who voluntarily wakes before the sun, somehow chipper even after his morning workout. He moves through the kitchen with practiced ease, filling mugs with coffee and humming under his breath.

You’re not quite as functional.

“C’mon, love, up and at ‘em,” Remus murmurs beside you, his voice still thick with sleep. His hand smooths over your shoulder, gentle but insistent. “Don’t want to be late,”

You groan, burying your face in your pillow. It’s far too early for this. “Five more minutes—”

“You said that ten minutes ago,”

Remus chuckles, pressing a kiss to your temple before sliding out of bed himself. Without the warmth of him beside you, the sheets feel colder, and you reluctantly peek an eye open.

Across the room, Sirius is sprawled in the other bed, his face half-buried in his pillow, dark hair a tangled mess. One arm is slung over his head, the other dangling off the side of the bed. Completely dead to the world.

“Is he—?” you start, voice still rough with sleep.

“Alive? Yeah,” Remus answers, tugging on a jumper.

You sigh, rubbing your eyes as you finally push yourself up. The moment you do, the morning chill nips at your bare arms, and you shiver. “Why is it so cold?”

“Because it’s February,” Remus says, glancing over at you with a knowing look. “You should probably wear a coat today,”

Right. That makes sense.

You finally manage to swing your legs out of bed, the floor cool against your bare feet. Remus watches, his expression teetering between fondness and exasperation as you shuffle toward the wardrobe, half-aware of what you’re doing.

It’s a struggle, pulling on clothes when you’re still mostly asleep, but you manage, albeit sluggishly.

By the time you make it to the kitchen, James is there, dressed in his usual workout gear, his hair damp with sweat from his run. He grins when he sees you, already holding out a steaming mug.

“Morning, love,” he says, pressing the warm ceramic into your hands. “You look like you need this,”

You take the coffee with a grateful hum, cupping it close to your chest. “You’re a lifesaver, Babe,”

“Tell me something I don’t know,” He winks before turning his attention to the rest of the kitchen, setting out breakfast with a practiced ease.

The sound of footsteps shuffling down the hall signals Sirius’s arrival. He stumbles into the kitchen, still half-asleep, hair sticking up in a dozen directions. He’s wearing one of James’s hoodies—one that’s far too big on him—and a pair of boxers, looking as if he’s barely conscious.

James hands him a mug without a word.

Sirius takes it, lifting it to his lips without even opening his eyes. “‘M not awake,” he mutters, voice hoarse.

“You don’t say,” Remus deadpans, leaning against the counter with his own cup of tea.

Sirius finally cracks an eye open, fixing Remus with a sleepy glare. “Shut up, Moony,”

James laughs, ruffling Sirius’s already-messy hair before turning to you. “You’re gonna need an umbrella today,” he says, nodding toward the window. “It’s supposed to rain,”

Right. That makes sense too.

You take another sip of coffee, letting the warmth settle in your bones, willing yourself to wake up properly. The flat hums with quiet, domestic ease—James moving about the kitchen, Remus flipping through the newspaper, Sirius slowly coming back to life with every sip of his drink.

It’s mornings like this that make you feel most at home, wrapped in the easy comfort of them.

It’s not until you’re gathering your things that the problems start.

“Where’s my bag?” you ask, scanning the sofa. It’s not there.

Remus sighs from the doorway. “You left it in the bedroom,”

Right. That makes sense.

You retrieve it quickly, only for James to call after you as you reach for your shoes. “Love, you’re not seriously going out without a coat, are you?”

You blink, looking down at yourself. You have a jumper on. That should be enough, right?

Remus is already holding out your coat, his expression patient.

You huff, taking it. “I was getting to it,”

“Mhm,” James hums, clearly unconvinced.

You pull the coat on, grabbing your bag before heading toward the door. Just as you reach for the handle, Sirius’s voice stops you.

“Oi, you forgetting something?”

You pause, frowning.

Sirius lifts an eyebrow, taking another slow sip of his coffee before nodding toward the table. Your keys.

Right. Of course.

You mumble a thanks, grabbing them before finally stepping outside. The cold air nips at your cheeks, and you burrow further into your coat. Remus locks the door behind you, his shoulder brushing against yours as he pockets his own keys.

“Did you pack your lunch?” he asks as you step onto the street.

You freeze.

His sigh is long-suffering.

James laughs behind you. “What would you do without us?”

You roll your eyes, already turning back toward the flat. “Probably starve,” you admit.

They don’t disagree.

[leighsartworks216]

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[miyakiwiii]

RUN MY HANDS THROUGH HIS SHORT BLACK HAIR..。o○

-KANG DAE HO X GN!READER☆ミ

Woah! First time writing squid game chat! This is going to be probably buns but uh... hope you enjoy!1!1

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Comfort fic, reader and dae ho arent requited in squid game... for now, sleepy dae ho? Idk but theres sokting bad

WORD COUNT:602

The sound of raindrop's pierce through your ears as it hits the window.

The bed isnt too comfortable,but that should do it for the both of you. It was comforting enough that he was beside you.

You look at the window, the rain pours loudly yet again, he shuffles in the bed as sign's of discomfort showed on his face.

You noticed the moving, and went to look at him, he was gripping you tightly, Startled by the action of dae ho.

"Dae ho?" You say, facing him. He grunts more as he held you more closer to him, his body warmth mixing with your warmness.

"Dont.... go." He grumbles silently, he snuggles his head in your chest.

"Im not going anywhere, y'know? As if.. i can go somewhere.." i say as i whispered the last five words and one letter that came out of my mouth.

Well, debt's debt i guess.

You ran your hands through his hair, you untied the hairtie that was about to fall off as you put it on your hand, he probably wont notice it was gone.

His face eases up, now his face is not snuggled up your chest.

You smiled slightly, relieved since now he didnt show any discomfort.

"So soft.." You ran through his hair again as he was sound asleep now.

Feeling tired and hazy, you closed your eyes and let out a sigh.

Waking up, the sun haze's into your features as your eyes slowly rose to open, feeling tired just a little bit, you rubbed your eyes so it could stay open.

'Who- who even is that dae ho guy?!?' 'Mom wait no- please.. dont-'

'IM GETTING YOU OUT OF THIS PLACE.'

I sighed, rubbing the temples of my head, '...these strange memories keep coming back... i guess.'

'Even if i risked it all just for love, its worth it.' I said in my mind as i looked into dae ho, he opens his eyes slowly as he looked at mine, opening and closing his lips slightly then, yawning.

"[Name]?" He replies hazyly.

"Good morning... or whatever, dae ho." I replied.

I sit up as he went to sit up too, the sheets in the bed turning messy, the blanket shuffling as you leaned your head into the head board.

"Y'know... you should touch my hair more often, its... nice." He says, swinging a hand in your shoulders as he leaned you to his shoulder, the feeling of the wooden headboard gone from the back of your head.

"Oh, you felt that?" You asked, it was like a murmur.

"Uhuh, yeah." He replies softly, like a whisper that gazed your ears.

You giggled as he followed, he pressed a kiss in your forehead and smiled. It made the feeling inside the room too comforting, it all felt too.. loving.

Even if he was kinda arrogant at times, he still knew how to respect, he was a gentleman, basically.

Being in a family filled with girls, and him being the only boy? He could definately be a gentleman.

Comforting silence fills the room as it eases, you smiled but the smile falters as you broke the silence.

"Hey dae ho.." you say.

He raises a brow and asks "Yeah?" Turning and positioning his head to look at you.

"I hope we can have the chance to be finally free from this situation." You say, closing your eyes slowly, and opening it back once again.

"Dont hope, say 'we can' instead yanno'?" He smiles.

After all, he was lighting up the worsest days for the both of you.

THIS IS SO BUNS. IM SOREY CHAT.

[glystenangel]

you up?

SoftBoyfriend!Sukuna x GN!Reader Oneshot (Modern AU)

summary: you and sukuna can't sleep w/o each other, in a cute way

tags/warnings: 18+ blog but this story is 100% fluff, established relationship, being clingy, calling each other baby, sukuna's highkeyyy a softie cutie baby boy, shortnsweet like sabrina carpenter

~1k

thanks for reading and enjoy<3

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You’ve been tossing and turning all night.

It was getting more and more difficult to sleep without Sukuna.

You hadn’t been dating for very long. Less than a year, but ever since you started sleeping over at his place, you can’t seem to sleep on your own.

Somehow, your bed feels empty. Worse, you feel alone.

“I want to see him.” You mutter to yourself, yawning into the heel of your palm before smoothing it over your cheek.

A few quiet moments pass, and you can hear your frustrated, sleepy breathing through the silence. Warm puffs of air breeze past your lips as crickets chirp outside of your window.

You worry at your bottom lip for a drawn out minute, indecision tugging at your brain.

Then, you remember that Sukuna had gifted you a key to his apartment last week.

“Happy six months. Come over anytime, babe.” He had said, placing a hand on top of your head.

Sukuna had punctuated the end of the sentiment with a sweet kiss in the space between his forefinger and thumb, right where your temple was.

You reach up and touch the spot, feeling vaguely pathetic because of how much you miss your gruff yet affectionate boyfriend.

The persistent thought repeats over and over.

I miss him. I miss him. I miss him.

Finally, you sit up with a resolute sigh and swing your feet out of bed.

You quickly bundle up and then grab your keys, nerves fluttering in your stomach as you run your thumb over the metal grooves of Sukuna’s apartment key.

In all honesty, you’re so excited to see him. You just hope that he won’t be too weirded out by you coming over so late.

You pick up your phone and start typing a heads up to him, deftly switching hands to open the door.

“Oh, shit. Hey.”

The familiar voice startles you, and you look up to see Sukuna standing right in front of you.

The roguish grin donned across his face is absolutely infectious. The lifted corners of his mouth only widen when you mirror his expression, the point of his canines complementing the sharp cut of his jawline. Even though every part of Sukuna seems rough, especially with his huge stature and penchant for swearing, his gaze is so soft and open whenever he stares at you.

It’s one of the many reasons why you love him. Plus, he looks too pretty with sweatpants hanging off of his hips.

He also has on a zipped open, baggy jacket that fully displays an olive green band tee. If you look closely, you can see peeks of his ruffled, rosy toned hair underneath the black baseball cap and jacket hood he had thrown over the mussed strands. He touches the brim of it with a hand to lower the cap further, and his sleeve slides down to reveal the tattoos inked above his wrist and further up his arm.

The shy gesture has you immediately jumping up to hug him, a stunned laugh leaving you but feeling happy nonetheless at his unexpected appearance.

“Sukuna!” You exclaim, heart warming when he reciprocates your joy and wraps strong arms around your torso.

Held in his arms, you realize the embrace provides a fond reminder that it really is the little things.

The brush of his cheek against your own, the faint scent of woodsy cologne, and the steady heartbeat beneath your fingertips when you slide your hands down to his chest.

He bends down to kiss around the crown of your head and then your smiling lips. He keeps his hands clasped over yours, and you can feel the rhythm of his heart quickening from your touch.

You hum into the press of his lips, keeping your hands softly resting on his solid chest.

Once Sukuna pulls away, he sends you a nervous look. You don’t think you’ve ever seen him embarrassed, so you practically swoon at how adorable his hesitation is.

“I was just about to call you. I know it’s late and I don’t mean to be weird but-” He bites his lip, and then rakes a large hand across the back of his neck, “Damn it, I missed you. Couldn’t sleep without my new teddy bear, I guess.”

He sweeps his sightline up to you, as if gauging your reaction, and you smile so widely that it hurts your cheeks.

“Really, baby?”

He gazes at you for a brief moment, drinking in your features and then letting out a smitten sigh, “Of course, baby.”

You start laughing as he steps closer to dot your cheeks and nose with a flurry of kisses.

“I missed you. I missed you. I fucking missed you, okay?”

“Okay, stop!” You breathlessly command, and he lets out a tired grumble.

“Okay, okay. Don’t act like you didn’t miss me either though.”

“I did. I was actually about to head to your place.” You sheepishly draw out his apartment key from your pocket, and it glints in the low light.

Sukuna smirks at your admission and then scans you from head to toe.

His eyes flit over your pajama clad figure approvingly, “Guess we had the same idea, huh? God, we are the fuckin’ cutest. Makes me sick.”

He fakes a gag at the end of his sentence, clutching at his stomach and rolling his eyes.

You push his chest with a sarcastic scoff and a scrunch of your nose, “Whatever.”

“You love me, and I love you.” He proudly declares, and then yawns into his hand.

You take in his sleep softened face, beaming at how handsome he still looks with heavy lidded eyes and disheveled hair. Sukuna remains striking even when obviously exhausted.

You love it.

And him, unfathomably.

“I do love you.” You agree, grabbing his hand and tugging him further inside your home, “Now, come inside. I love sleep too.”

He curls his fingers around yours, trying to hide his smile by bowing the brim of his hat and failing miserably.

“I think I’m already dreaming.”

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End Notes:

warming up getting back into writing with some wholesome fluff! this is also partially a thank you for the "in the heat of battle" oneshot reaching 2k notes which is so so wild - thanks everyone! lmk what you think of this one, and ty for reading!!😚😚

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The Scouts as Your College Boyfriends [Headcanon]

CHARACTERS: Eren, Armin, Jean, Connie, Erwin and Levi x gn!Reader (slighty spicy at the end)

If you like to see others, please tell me. I'll try this concept again for Levi, and maybe Eren/Jean too. I apologize for some scenarios being bigger than others. I'm Brazilian so I don't know how college works in other places, so don't mind if sounds different to you. English is not my first language.

˗ˏˋ EREN YEAGER ˎˊ˗

He seeks justice in all his lifetimes. So, I see him enrolling in law to be a prosecutor. He wants to get justice for victims. However, he may switch to criminal defense as he learns more about the system and life.

Besides law, he's also interested in social studies so he may change his course for that. I can also see him wanting a political job, especially after high school. He aspired to make the world a better place. But, as he gets older, he becomes more skeptical about that.

Studies aside, he is such a cool guy to hang out with. He goes to some parties but never lets his studies aside. On the contrary of his high school years, as a college student, he is dedicated enough to get very good grades, though he barely studies, what an icon.

He meets you after he picks a fight with your ex. You just ended things with him and is trying to avoid him around campus. But, you would eventually have to go through his class corridor one day.

And of course, he is there when you do. The guy wants to talk to you so badly and paint himself as innocent, but Eren won't let that happen, as he already has enough of him, because of his problematic commentaries during class.

Eren, wanting no trouble with his professor, stays calm and ignores your ex during class. But, now, as he sees your ex trying to force you to speak with him, Eren finds a chance to finally get back to him.

He calls him off right there, in the middle of the corridor, in a humiliating but smart way. Eren also offers to escort you away from him. You, always the revengeful (rightly so), accept his companion.

So Eren throws his arms around your shoulders and looks behind him to shoot that look (yk the one) towards the guy. And so your love story begins.

Congrats, you got the hottest guy in college. That comes with ups and downs, but mainly ups. Eren is absolutely devoted to his partner, you. In theory, there's nothing you should be afraid of.

He'll do anything for you and will protect you from everything that can harm you. If you have a problem with a member of your group project, ask him to resolve it, and he'll be happy to oblige.

The downside of being with Eren is that he gets girls and boys enamored with him all the time. But he pays them no mind.

Eren would never look to anyone other than you, so he gets annoyed when someone tries to hit on him, and probably has a good comeback to it. Though he understands if you get jealous, and will take you immediately to the bathroom to prove you wrong.

Expect to hang out a lot with Mikasa and Armin, as Eren asks you to go with him on most of their outings. Their hangouts are mostly calm. The trio enjoys exploring towns and new places. Therefore, you should be prepared to always check on new locations and have different experiences with them.

You'll always have a place in Mikasa and Armin's hearts, and it makes Eren even more in love with you when he sees how much you guys get along.

Lastly, expect him to be in your dorm a lot. He loves to cuddle with you at night, and you can't say no to his cute sleepy face, desiring you to untie his hair and play with it. And it's even harder to say no to his sexy morning voice.

It sends shivers down your spine every time he wakes you up, asking you to stay for some minutes and skip the first period of classes. How can you say no to him when you know that in his arms you'll have the time of your life?

˗ˏˋ ARMIN ARLET ˎˊ˗

Many people link him to marine biology because of his interest in the ocean, which I agree with, but comes from a different perspective. I see him being more into the concept of traveling and discovering new things than anything.

I imagine him wanting a job that lets him stay put but also change settings from time to time. Biology and marine biology are great for that if you desire to study, protect, and care for wild flora or fauna.

Also, he sounds to me like a guy who enjoys brain challenges, so a scientific field is something that would keep him engaged. He will pursue education further than most people would, as he enjoys learning new things and overall the academic field.

But, this also means that he's a big nerd. He does hang out with his friends, but he prefers to stay indoors, so he is more likely to attend these types of reunions.

Mikasa and Eren are his best friends. He also has other companions, so he's not the lonely type of nerd. He's just a smart, yet introverted guy.

He's such a booklover, so it makes sense for him to get a part-time job at his university's library. Armin quickly learns about how everything works and it's the best at the job they ever had. So if you need any help finding something, go after him.

That's how you met him. You like the library for its silence and academic atmosphere that keep you focused on your studies. Armin's shifts are when you're also free to study, so you always see him when you go there, and quickly get a crush on the blondie.

He is such a cute and polite guy. Armin always greets you when you arrive and get a book, but you're kinda insecure that he is just being polite, seeing how he also treats other students.

But one day, you find yourself needing a helping hand to find your books. So you take it as a chance to talk to Armin. Though he seems rather busy, surrounded by two students you think you've seen before.

Going back to the shelves, you find yourself looking for this specific book for quite some time, that is until you feel him behind you. In Armin's hands lays the exact book that you need. Before handing it to you, he says that he needs to doublecheck it quickly, and goes to the direction his friends were.

When he hands the book to you, you find a cute post-it on the first page. It has a motivational phrase, a drawn smiley face, and a number. You can thank Mikasa and Eren later for the push they did on Armin, cause that's how you meet your boyfriend.

Armin is such a sweetheart. He always checks up on you: if you have studied for your tests if you've done your assignments on time, if you have rested after so many classes...

This is his way of taking care of you, in the middle of his own busy student life. Also, you don't need calendars anymore, baby boy remembers everything you say to him.

He takes you to study dates, where you'll spend half an hour studying, half an hour making out, then repeat. He settles his dorm with warm lights and will help you if you ask, somehow he can understand your lessons even better than you at first read.

If you're in the artistic field or an overall very different field for him, the relationship becomes such a learning experience for him. He enjoys sitting down at night with you, while you show him your project that you just ended. He looks at you with those big blue eyes.

He is so tender and shows so much admiration that takes your breath away, and you need to recollect yourself to go back to your work. Then, he will proudly take you to bed. He'll show you how much he enjoys your work. To relax you after your hard work, a great oil massage and some sexy times will follow.

˗ˏˋ JEAN KIRSCHTEIN ˎˊ˗

Jean is most of us out of high school: lost. So it is not a surprise that he chooses business or managing courses, - very common and vast fields to study on. He doesn't know where he wants to work yet.

All he knows is that he enjoys the frat lifestyle shown in movies. Ironically, at the same time, he wants a romance of books and he needs a job.

So as time passes, he finds himself enjoying HR, which he plans his career around and pushes his studies further. For me, Jean is a great leader and cares a lot for others, so HR is perfect for him. Plus he looks amazing in a suit/working outfit (mine and his words).

Like I said, he first wanted to experience the frat life. During his first semester, all he does is party, even more than Connie and Sasha together.

It's funny because all he wants is love and to have some fun, but he is too young and was created in a world that directed him to pursue a fuckboy life.

The reality is that he is anything but a fuckboy, he cannot even go to bed with someone without catching feelings. After some time, he can't sustain this lifestyle. With so many rejections and bad grades, he desires to change. He wishes to be a person he can be proud of.

That is how he finds himself pursuing mentoring classes. It may be for his own subjects, calculus, or for his writing, whatever you feel like you'd teach him in this scenario.

At first, you thought it was a prank... One of the top fuckboys of your college is wanting your help?

In the first classes, you have to reprehend him on some of his attitudes, but he always listens to what you say. The way you treat him so well makes him fall for you, no one had such patience with him before. So, he starts to do everything and anything to entice you.

Expect flowers on your doorstep. Chocolates will somehow slip into your bag when you aren't looking. And when opening the books you use with him, you'll find post-its with corny pick-up lines. It's obvious he wants you.

You confront him one day and tell him to spend his dedication on studies instead of trying to get into your pants. Jean was being truthful, but at first, you don't believe he'd change like that.

He promises you that he is changing into a better version of himself, and asks you to go out with him if he gets a full score in all his subjects. That seemed so impossible that you accepted the deal.

Jean took it as a challenge, and soon enough, you found yourself on a park date with him. After he spent so many nights studying to get good grades, he deserves some fun right? He even got an internship! And so more dates follow.

As a lover, this man is your devote, and you're his god/dess. He never hangs out without you, I mean never, so you bet you're gonna be friends with his friends too. He goes to fewer parties once he starts dating you.

Jean now prefers more intimate hangouts with you and his friends. He loves movie dates, because it's a win-win for him, as he can get some fun far from campus and keep his hands all around you with no one looking funny at him.

He is very touchy, so expect him to want proximity with you and be very clingy, but he does the most adorable pout when you deny him that you can't resist. Also, being so close to you allows him to lower his head and whisper nasty things in your ear. Meanwhile, his hands "innocently" roam your body.

The asshole knows what he is doing. But don't worry, handling all the teasing is worth it once you get alone in a secluded place and he kneels before you, to treat you good this time.

˗ˏˋ CONNIE SPRINGER ˎˊ˗

I'm not quite sure about his major per se, partially because I think he would not be that enthusiastic about it either. But s4 Connie gives me engineering vibes, especially electrical engineering.

That being said, his main interest is sports and frat life. He's an active and extroverted guy who likes to have fun as much as he can and may go parting sometimes.

He hangs out with Sasha and Jean the most, and sometimes with the other 104th too, making a big and messy group. But I assure you, he is the funniest and most unhinged one, never letting the hangouts get boring. Connie is the life of the group together with his best friend Sasha.

Eventually, he gets a part-time job, and becomes such a hard worker! This is great since he's able to learn to be more responsible and serious when needed.

He meets you at a party. You're in a corner, using your phone. You don't care for the party, but it was your friend's birthday. So, you had to be there.

This little guy didn't even know your friend, but he needed to get his mind off work and his upcoming tests. Eventually, Connie found you by yourself and decided to interact. Connie is not the type to let someone be uncomfortable around, he wants everyone to have a good time.

So he goes after you and stays because you picked his interests, and you both have the time of your life, dancing and laughing from his attics. When it gets too late, he takes you to your home and you offer your phone number in exchange to catch up, and so it begins...

Dating him is never boring. Baby likes to make you laugh, and says that it is the cutest motivation for him to wake up in the morning. He'll get out of his class a bit early to wait outside of your class, he tells you he was bored, and it's true, but he mainly missed you.

He messages you during your classes, sending memes and photos of his friends making funny faces at his teacher, but somehow he never gets caught.

Connie goes to parties with you to show you off to his friends. No one (especially Jean) believes that he got you initially, but after some time with you, they see how much compatible you two are.

If you're tired or not in the mood for going out, he sits with you in the car, blasting nostalgic and cheerful loud music, as you go around campus. Expect lots of sonography while you're walking around.

When you're in his or your dorm, he likes to tell you all about his day, while you guys cook or do some chores together. If you're cooking, expect many food fights ending with cute flour kisses and apologies from him. Connie is not a fan of chores (unlike Levi) but he enjoys spending time with you, so that's a bonus.

Also, please, remind him to study for his exams! He gets forgetful about this kinda of stuff and may get lower grades because of it, or procrastinate if he finds it boring. However, do not study with him, he will not let you, and you'll get lower grades but it may be worth it for the laughs and the flirting.

Look out, or he'll take you to the bedroom as soon as he starts to check you out so focused, so sexy for him. And I'll have to tell you; after he treats you so well, you will not want to do anything other than be lost in him.

˗ˏˋ ERWIN SMITH ˎˊ˗

Of all of them, he's the most obvious to me. First of all, he desires to get multiple degrees during his life, as a curious and cultured guy. So depending on your age difference, you may meet him during his first, second, or even third degree. He thinks about being a professor too, like his dad, but being more of an activist too.

Erwin definitely gets some work inside the university, either as a mentor or helping the faculty. Therefore, he is spending most of his time there. That's how he knows almost everyone around college, or at least most faculty members and talented students.

He is commonly seen with his friends: Levi, Hanji, Nanaba, and Mike, doing plans for hangouts with them. They can range from a simple movie night to an elaborate weekend in a cabin in the mountains.

Usually, the fun hangouts, like parks and trials are planned by Hanji. The active ones are chosen by Mike or Nanaba, such as going out to bars or playing sports. And Levi says that he never wants to go, but he is there anyway. They walk around college together alluring this "veteran" aura, very cool.

For one semester, you'll see him with your favorite professor, Mr. Smith, who you need to talk with. Erwin just stands there, looking so classy and smart that you're intimidated at first. However, as soon as your professor sees you, he introduces you to Erwin, who takes an interest in the project you're developing.

With that, you discover that he's the professor's son, while the older man just looks at you both with a strange knowing look. Erwin offers to help you, with your project, but he probably can't due to his proximity to your professor. He knows that. Erwin is just using it as an excuse to ask for your number, and it works.

Erwin is such a good boyfriend and a gentleman. He always meets you before the morning classes with a warm cup of your favorite beverage. He's such a busy person, with all the classes he is attending, work, and projects, but somehow he always makes time for his friends and you.

Also, he loves planning dates and invites you to the hangouts he has with his friends. Prepare yourself for cute museum dates, and fancy dinners after he gets his salary of the month. He likes to spoil you.

He surprises you sometimes, asking to meet in a random campus location, and surprising you with a sweet picnic under the tree. Erwin states that he's making up for his busy day ahead, and you both sit in comfortable silence, enjoying each other's company and maybe a book. That is at least until you hear Hanji's greetings from afar, followed by Levi trailing behind them with a scowl.

Sometimes, you wonder if dating Erwin is a package that comes with his friends as extra. However, be assured that at the end of the day, you'll get your alone time with him behind the sheets. Erwin will make it up to you in a way that'll make you even forget that anyone else exists other than him.

˗ˏˋ LEVI ACKERMAN ˎˊ˗

This guy doesn't even know why he's here nor how he got here in the first place. I mean, he is such a flexible character, I can see him in many degrees but for this multiple headcanon I'll stick with just three.

Levi as a teacher would be so iconic. He may pursue education because he had good teachers before and believed that they helped him take things seriously and not go to "the bad side" of life.

I see him in law pursuing it to be a judge or prosecutor too, he wants to see "rats" (his words), going to jail and will be pleased to be the one putting them there.

Since criminology fits more his persona so well, I don't think I need to discuss it that much. I'll just state that detective/forensic Levi would be the best of his generation. So it definitely an option too.

Enough of flattering him. As a student, Levi terrifies his professors, why? you ask me. He walks into class, sits down, and almost never moves an inch. He does not talk or ask questions. At the end of the term, he'll get the highest scores. He even works in a respected office already! The professors' days are counted... Ah wait that was flattering again? Oh well...

Anyway, he is the scary dog of his group, I mean like those scary little dogs, not the big ones. Levi walks with people twice his side, who together know everyone in college, but he just sticks with the three of them.

It's with them that he passes his free time. It's funny because he may sound like a hater and says that they are glued to him. But it's actually the opposite, he is the one to look after their hangouts the most.

One thing about college Levi is that he loves his coffee and tea. He knows every café in town but doesn't really enjoys the college ones, like the one you've been transferred to.

He only goes there when there is no other option, and says that the coffee is cold and the tea always tastes like toilet water. That is why your coworkers prepare you mentally for the infamous day you'll get to serve him.

The day comes, and you're alone at the counter, you don't even realize that is The guy everyone was so scared about. You quietly hand him his thing, and he goes away just as quietly, and so it becomes a routine. One day he comes with his friends, who are throwing you looks every moment or so (it's just Hanji).

Eventually, they leave. When you go to clean their tables, you see a note on it, it's a number. It's not Levi who wrote it, but Hanji. He didn't allow them to give out his number so they gave theirs. Soon enough, you start to hang out with the group.

And being part of the group means being part of Levi's heart. Your relationship starts like that, evolving from friends, to fwb to lovers. However, Levi treats you like you're his for so long, and you're dumb to not notice (his words).

Expect him to always walk you home. Look at him and you'll see him already looking back at you, then acting as if he didn't. He'll fetch you drinks and food during class recess, and he'll do so much stuff a boyfriend would do to you.

Eventually, he does become your boyfriend. Like I said, Levi already treated you like you were his before it was official, but after it, it just becomes less subtle. He will only get enough sleep when you're in bed with him. Also, your place will be spotless, he says that you can't clean but it's just an excuse for him to do something back.

Levi will stay by your side as you complain about a messed up class you had. He allows you to cry on his neatly cleaned sweater about a failed test. He'll even buy you ice cream while you ramble about your group member who didn't do their job. And like Eren, if someone else were to blame for your stress or tears, he would do something about it.

He never expects you to do something back for him. You being here for him is enough, it's his main motivation for dealing with annoying college life every day.

But if you're really into rewarding him them we will not complain if you get in his lap and be good for him too. Oh, it may even become a competition, as you both pleasure each other for hours after a tiring and busy day.

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Repetitive routine

Your son's bedtime routine with dad Kita, for my Parenting event<3

requested by @stellar-headquarters. word count; 519 – gn!reader

“Why do I have to brush my teeth every day, can’t I just skip this one?” the young boy whined, staring angrily at his toothbrush in the cup by the bathroom mirror. Kita stood beside him, already well on the way to brushing his teeth.

“We have a routine. If we brush our teeth every day, we’re less likely to get cavities. It’s a good routine,” his dad answered easily. His son already knew that would be the answer and squeezed out some toothpaste to start brushing.

“But it’s so boring,” he answered, slightly muffled by his toothbrush. The duo were dressed in matching checkered pyjamas, the boy still with slightly damp hair.

As Kita noticed this, he picked up a comb from the counter, letting his toothbrush hang from his lips as he smoothed out his son’s hair. “If you complain less, you might finish it quicker,” he said with a small smile.

Surprisingly, the boy swatted the comb away and kept brushing his teeth. “We do hair after teeth. That’s the routine, Dad.”

And if Kita felt slightly choked up, could you blame him? Hearing literal proof that this is his son, and still seeing the stubborn pout on his lips that so obviously came from you. “You’re right, buddy.”

You were already putting away some toys in your son’s bedroom when he came from the bathroom. He smiled sleepily, and you opened your arms with the sudden need to squish him. He walked into your embrace and groaned as you hugged him, before leaning back and seeing a little toothpaste stain by his mouth. Licking your thumb, you rubbed it off despite his complaints.

“Ready for bed?” you asked rhetorically because the sleepy face he wore was already a clear indicator. And yet-

“Can’t I stay up for just a little more to play?” he asked, putting on the puppy eyes. You weren’t sure who he got those from, but you almost felt sorry for Kita if they came from you. They sure were powerful.

“You have your first volleyball practice tomorrow, little fox. You’ll be so tired if you don’t sleep now,” you cooed, letting him go to fluff up his duvet so he could get in.

“Hey, now.” You heard a darker voice behind you and then a squeal, turning around to see Kita had picked your son up and tickled his sides. “We have to take care of ourselves to do well.”

You pursed your lips when you saw your son holding up his hand and gesturing like a bird talking in playful mockery of his father. It would undermine Kita’s parenting if you laughed, but gosh did this adorable boy make it difficult.

“Bedtime, let’s go.” And when your son was finally under his duvet, quickly dozing off after giving Kita an unnecessary recap of how he imagined tomorrow’s practice would go, you and Kita made your way to the living room.

“Am I really that repetitive?” Kita asked with a hint of humour in his voice.

You giggled, kissing his cheek. “He’ll thank you one day, that’s what we’re here for.”

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for the requester: the baby fever is so real, I totally get u<3

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Riddle’s Bedtime Routine

Cw: tooth rotting fluff, unedited/grammar mistakes, slight suggestive (making out mentioned), Reader isn’t Yuu, Gn!Reader

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♡ We all know that Riddle loves a good strict routine, and beauty rest is very important if one wishes to succeed in the day!

♡ So his routine is no different when it comes to you,

♡ At home winding down time is very important as it’s almost the only time he’s affectionate with you since he’s not a fan of PDA and he’s busy all the time

♡ So he loves showering and bubble baths with you, melting into you like butter on a pancake, inhaling the comfort of his partner’s scent and finally being able to relax

♡ he loves to listen to you talk about your day, how your grades are, if anything good happened, etc. while he focuses on getting clean

♡ he’ll listen if anything bad happened with your day, but he has a problem solver mind so he’ll be thinking of ways to help you in the morning rather than comfort you in the moment

♡ almost every bathing item he owns is strawberry scented (he’ll go insane if he smells his body wash on you)

♡ he already has his own and your pajamas picked out and folded neatly on the bed

♡ praises you whenever you skip ahead to the routine without him having to remind you (ei; brushing hair or teeth)

♡ He loves to praise you in general, but he doesn’t offer it unless you’ve made him proud! So simple easy tasks like getting into pajamas and making the bed are just as easy to reward! So expect to be called “Good Boy/Girl/Etc.” and kissed a lot

♡ he likes to have a cup of water or watered down herbal tea on the nightstand, he loves to see your matching cup next to his (though he doesn’t allow you to have sodas or juice an hour before bed)

♡ his duvet is heavy but plush and comfortable, has a million pillows, a few stuffed animals (don’t tell anybody though! It’s his guilty pleasure!) most of them are bunnies

♡ he loves bedtime stories! Since he never got to be read any as a child, he loves to snuggle up to his partner as they read him a sweet story (probably Captain Mustache after Ortho and Ruggie got him into it) and comb through his hair

♡ He likes to read you stories too! Though, he might sneak in history books just to try and keep your mind knowledgeable (he means well, I swear)

♡ he doesn’t like staying up late and he doesn’t allow you to either, buuuut

♡ if the story of the night has ended and you’re both still up, he wouldn’t say no to a sleepy and tender make out session under the warm covers

♡ the only time he allows himself to let go; when you’re both seconds away from sleep. Sucking and kissing on your lips and tongue mindlessly with sweet nothings and small honest confessions between each kiss

♡ Oh he is such a cuddle bug. Affection starved boy DEMANDS your cuddles and warmth

♡ if you’re taller than him then he’ll either wrap his legs around your waist all snug with his face burried in your chest, or he’ll force you to lay on his chest and hold you tight to make himself feel taller and more in control

♡ he couldn’t imagine his routine being complete without kissing you goodnight and falling sleep with you, his king, by his side

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[diamonddaze01]

Plan B-Day

pairing: producer!hjs x gn!reader genre: fluff | au: producer!shua | warnings: mentions of tears rating: e for everyone! | wc: 1.5k a/n: to the sweetest boy in the world. happy birthday <3333

summary: it's supposed to be shua's special day, so why is is everything going wrong?

The day starts with quiet determination. You’d promised yourself weeks ago that Joshua’s birthday would be perfect, that every small moment would show him just how much he means to you. He’s always been so thoughtful, always putting your happiness above his own. For once, you want to return that love tenfold.

You wake up early, slipping out of bed with a stealthiness that would make a spy jealous. The plan is simple but meaningful: start the morning with freshly baked cinnamon rolls, his favorite. You picture his sleepy smile, the way his eyes crinkle at the edges when he’s happy, and it fuels you through kneading the dough and sprinkling cinnamon sugar with care.

You’re halfway through rolling out the dough when Joshua stumbles into the kitchen, his hair a soft mess and sleep still clinging to his features. He’s in his pajama pants and one of your oversized hoodies, rubbing his eyes like a sleepy kitten.

“Morning,” he murmurs, voice rough and low. His gaze lands on you, standing at the counter with flour smudged on your face, and he smiles.

“Go back to bed!” you exclaim, spinning around to block his view of your cinnamon roll operation. “You’re not supposed to see this yet!”

He raises an eyebrow, amused. “I just wanted some water.”

You narrow your eyes, watching as he pours himself a glass from the tap. He’s moving slowly, clearly in no rush to leave.

“Joshua Hong, if you don’t leave this kitchen in thirty seconds—”

“I’m going,” he laughs, holding up his hands in mock surrender. “But don’t think I didn’t see the flour on your face. You’re cute when you’re flustered, you know that?”

You huff, throwing a dishtowel at him as he retreats back down the hallway, laughing all the way.

It isn’t until twenty minutes later that the disaster strikes. You’d turned your back for just a moment—just long enough to check your phone—and when you open the oven, a plume of smoke billows out. Your cinnamon rolls, once fluffy and full of promise, are now blackened and charred.

The smoke alarm wails, piercing and relentless, as you scramble to pull the tray from the oven. Joshua comes rushing in again, his face full of concern that quickly shifts to barely concealed amusement when he sees you frantically waving a dish towel at the smoke detector.

“Wow,” he says, leaning against the counter with a smirk. “Are those... supposed to be edible?”

You glare at him, though your face is burning with embarrassment. “I don’t see you trying to make anything, birthday boy.”

He chuckles, stepping forward to pluck the ruined tray from your hands. “Don’t worry about it. We can just grab something later. I’m not picky, you know.”

“But I wanted to make you breakfast,” you say, your voice small.

“And I wanted to sleep in, but I guess neither of us is getting what we want,” he teases, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “Seriously, it’s fine. Stop stressing, okay? It’s just a day.”

You spend the rest of the morning trying to shake off the failed breakfast incident, but the feeling of disappointment lingers. Still, you tell yourself you’ll make it up to him during lunch. You’ve already planned to meet him at his office with takeout from his favorite café, and the thought of surprising him keeps you going as you tackle a pile of work emails.

But, as fate would have it, your midday meeting refuses to end. The minutes tick by agonizingly slowly, each passing moment feeling like another nail in the coffin of your carefully planned day. When you finally manage to escape the call, it’s already past two.

Your heart sinks as you pull out your phone to text Joshua. Y/N: I’m so sorry, babe. Meeting ran late. I’ll make it up to you tonight. Promise.

His reply is almost immediate: 

Shua <3: Don’t worry about it. Hope work’s not too rough today. :)

The smiley face feels like salt in the wound. Joshua deserves so much more than this, and you can’t shake the feeling that you’re letting him down.

By the time evening rolls around, you’re determined to salvage what’s left of the day. You’ve planned a special dinner—a home-cooked meal of all his favorite dishes—and you’re excited to finally spend some quality time together. But, as if the universe has it out for you, your car breaks down on the way home.

It starts with a sputtering noise, followed by a dreadful lurch that sends your heart racing. You barely manage to steer it onto the shoulder before the engine gives out completely, leaving you stranded on the side of the road.

You let out a groan of frustration, slamming your hands against the steering wheel. A quick call to the tow truck service confirms that it’ll be at least an hour before anyone can get to you.

Joshua calls while you’re waiting, his voice warm and calm on the other end of the line. “Hey, you okay? You’re usually home by now.”

You hesitate, not wanting to ruin the surprise of the dinner you had planned. “Yeah, I’m fine. Just... running a little late. Don’t wait up, okay?”

“Noted,” he says, though there’s a hint of suspicion in his tone. “Don’t stress yourself out, alright? Whatever it is, we can do it tomorrow.”

You bite back the urge to cry. “Okay. Love you.”

“Love you more.”

When you finally step through the front door, well past eight, you’re exhausted and defeated. You’ve spent the entire day trying to make Joshua’s birthday special, and all you have to show for it is a string of mishaps.

But the sight that greets you takes your breath away. The dining room is bathed in the soft glow of candlelight, the table set with dishes you immediately recognize as your favorites. The smell of something delicious lingers in the air, and standing in the middle of it all is Joshua, wearing an apron and an affectionate smile.

“You’re late,” he says, his voice teasing but gentle.

You don’t make it more than two steps before the weight of the day crashes over you. Tears spill over as you stand there in the doorway, helpless and overwhelmed.

“Hey, hey,” Joshua says, closing the distance between you in a heartbeat. His arms wrap around you, pulling you flush against him. He holds you tightly, one hand stroking your back while the other cups the back of your head. “What’s wrong?”

“I ruined everything,” you manage between sobs. “I wanted to make your birthday special, but I burned breakfast, missed lunch, and my car broke down, so I couldn’t even make you dinner—”

“Stop,” he murmurs, pulling back just enough to tilt your chin up so he can look into your eyes. His gaze is steady and full of love, his thumbs gently brushing away your tears.

“You didn’t ruin anything,” he says softly. “You know why? Because I got to wake up next to you this morning, and I’ll get to fall asleep next to you tonight. And in between, I got to be loved by you. That’s all I need.”

Before you can protest, he leans in, capturing your lips in a kiss that’s as soft as it is grounding. It’s the kind of kiss that speaks volumes, one that says everything he doesn’t need to put into words. He kisses you again and again—once to quiet your self-doubt, twice to remind you how much he adores you, and a third time just because he can.

The doorbell rings, breaking the tender moment.

Joshua quirks an eyebrow as you step away to answer it. When you return, it’s with a box in one hand and a bag in the other.

“What’s this?” he asks, his curiosity piqued.

You set the box down carefully, pulling out the cake you’d ordered earlier in the week. It’s simple but elegant, adorned with his favorite flavors. You light a single candle and bring it to him, your voice soft as you say, “Make a wish.”

He closes his eyes, the flickering candlelight dancing across his features. When he opens them again, he’s smiling in that way that makes your heart flutter.

“Best birthday ever,” he murmurs as he pulls you onto his lap.

“Wait, there’s more,” you say, reaching for the bag. You hand him the gift you’d chosen weeks ago: a sleek, leather-bound journal embossed with his initials. Inside, you’d written a small note: For all the thoughts, dreams, and songs you haven’t written yet. I’ll always be here to listen.

Joshua’s eyes soften as he reads the note. He traces the cover with his fingers before looking up at you, his expression full of unspoken emotion. “You’re amazing, you know that?”

You shrug, a little embarrassed. “I just wanted to show you how much you mean to me.”

He smiles, leaning in to kiss you again. This one is slower, deeper, as if he’s trying to pour all his gratitude and love into it.

When the kiss breaks, he rests his forehead against yours. “You already do. Every single day.”

The rest of the evening is spent curled up together, sharing bites of cake and laughing over the day’s mishaps. And as you drift off to sleep in his arms, you realize that maybe, just maybe, the best gifts are the ones you never plan for.

[sugurusladyknightt]

➺ gojo x gn!reader

when you finally make it through the front door of your home, your expression drops, and with a deep sigh, you flop onto the the carpet covered ground.

you're just so tired.

simply opting on laying there, you didn't get to make it that far into your home. the ache in your body and heaviness in your mind leaving you unable to do much else but enjoy the view at your home from the new perspective; worms are living the life man. you know, it's important to expand ones horizons by experiencing life from different perspectives.

you're not quite sure how long you've been laying there, or when the heavy of your eyes started fluttering shut, taking over mind as it's blissfully teleported to the land of some dream you likely won't remember by the time you wake.

it's soft. you're home. the gruel of the day left behind you now becoming only a fading memory of the agony you had endured and survived.

it's difficult not to be thankful to satoru for his lavish over spending on home furnishings in moments like these. the soft carpet brushing against your face, welcoming you into its embrace with a saccharine sweetness you never thought possible for a floor covering.

~~

you find yourself waking to the feeling of fingertips softly brushing over your features. with your eyes still closed and somehow fully aware of your surroundings. a small grey space between reality and senseless images the mind can devise — it's difficult to tell whether your still dreaming or not.

tracing the column of your neck, the shape of your face, your hairline, and the arch of your ears.

the sensation a comfortable ticklish sort.

along your brow bone, down the bridge of your nose, and against the curve of your cheek. the lines your lips, the round of your chin, and back up to count the lashes that protect your slumbering eyes.

your woken up by the gentle feeling. your on a cloud, floating through the sky. or maybe it's a little boat, drifting further away guided only by the tide. your eyes once again begin fluttering; a butterfly's wings preparing for flight. your adjusting to the glowing lights that come through the windows, a pinkish orange hue.

slowly your sight is regained, eyes droopy though trying to focus. you can see the image of a man laying next to you, hands tucked gingerly below his neck. soft white locks splayed over the carpeted floor, crystalline blue eyes gazing softly upon your own, faded summertime freckles that can only be seen if you're this close (hardly anyone else is ever this close), and a soft smile playing on the lips; replacing the usually smug, boyish grin.

and you smile back, mouth dry from your nap and evidence of the now-dry drool that has collected in its corners. but you smile back anyway. you don't think you could ever do otherwise.

his smile grows, revealing the pearly white hidden by his pink lips as he greets you in a cheery whisper.

"well, hello there sleepy."

softer than the tone you'd have approaching a stray cat, soft and welcoming. carried with an air of happiness you think only satoru could ever manage to mean genuinely.

a hand comes back up to pet your head, fingers moving to play with the ends of your hair,

"tired?"

the lights coming through the window dancing along the white of his hair and his enviously long eyelashes. there's a halo around his head. the pink and orange glow making it so his eyes glow in the dimmed natural light collected in the room.

your only reply is a nod. you can't speak, not before such divinity. you wouldn't dare.

his thoughtful tone followed by a more serious one.

"hmmm, shit day?"

pfft. there's nothing to be so nervous about. after all, this is your boy. your perfect blue-eyed boy. your lover boy. your silly man. yours. because he wants to be.

there's your gentle laughter and the soft smile playing on his lips grows — newton's third law of motion.

what a lovely sound, he thinks.

"no, not especially so. 'm just tired"

"mmh"

it's rare that he's so quiet. well, it's rarer to others than it is you, but nonetheless rare. you're somewhere between missing the loud of his voice and enjoying the quietness of understanding.

it's not difficult to understand one another without the use of trivial things like the spoken word. satorus eyes, reminiscent of the endless depths of the seas, they will tell you everything you could ever want to know.

your own hand moves to play with his hair, eyes as razor focused on the piece you've got between your thumb and index finger as can be, before the whole of your hand gently rakes through his soft hair.

the silence is so comfortable, you really are on a cloud. or a little boat. you don't wanna share it with anyone else. you wonder if you could feel this way with anyone else, and the answer is so easily available to you.

no.

possibly being the quickest you'll ever answer a question.

your eyes drift back to his before you say,

"toru, what are your thoughts on snacks and a movie in bed in place of dinner. just tonight. .... though i don't think we've got any right now." you think out loud. voice coming out a little raspy but you pay it little mind.

you're pulled closer by the strong hand at your hip, the muscles under his skin, shifting with the movement and you can't help being mesmerized.

he smells clean. the fresh scent of aloe clinging to his skin, your hands curl around the pale blue button up he wears. it's instinctual; newton's third law of motion.

"i like that idea. although, we both know that it's very obviously very clearly been stolen from me. y if you will. robbed from my countless thoughtful recommendations that have always remain ignored. dismissed. without a second thought" he says matter of factly and in the most dramatic tone imaginable ending it with a little hmph. acting as if all the lights are on him as he presents his dramatic little shakespearean soliloquy. the cherry on top? satoru trying to make his voice sound a little posh to really drive his performance home.

(he doesn't have to try too hard)

he's trying to make you laugh. again. to hear that lovely sound. satoru accomplishes his goal but is it what it seems to be?

his own success? or ads your only indulging him?

divider by @saradika-graphics

[reverie-starlight]

I've missed aomine so much :(

gn!reader, no physical descriptions, fluff fluff fluff. very short, but it's been sitting in drafts forever so I'm finishing it up and setting it free.

based on prompt 13 from this list!

"you’re always so cuddly in the morning," a very sleepy aomine says, in a way that makes you feel like he’s approving of your decision to cling to him.

you're laying on his chest, trying to get as close as humanly possible and refusing to let go. you nuzzle your nose against his jaw and smile a little, too distracted to even let out the laugh that's bubbling up in your throat.

you just want him, and your equally sleepy self is making that very clear. "leave me be," you say. "you're so warm."

he hums and begins rubbing your back up and down, ever so slowly. "well we did sleep with three blankets last night."

you just hum in response and breathe in his scent. his cologne from yesterday lingers a bit on his skin, and you know you'll miss it when he washes it away in the shower later and trades it for his body wash.

the two of you lay in silence for a couple more minutes before he yawns. "I wouldn’t mind staying here all day.”

you sigh when you think of your ever-growing to-do list and shift a little, preparing to get up. “I wish we could, baby, but I have stuff to get done today.”

two muscular arms creep around your waist and tighten just enough to remain comfortable. oh boy.

"daiki," you warn, knowing exactly where this is headed.

"what?" he asks, with a stellar poker face. if you didn't know any better, you'd think there was no underlying motive to his affection.

"don't," you try pleading with him.

"I'm not doin' anything, sweetheart,"

you try to wiggle out of his arms and he starts chuckling. his arms keep your body in place right on top of him and he lets out a content sigh, as if your struggling doesn't bother him one bit.

“I’m not letting you go, so you can stop fighting it.”

"daiki!" you whine, trying not to laugh at his determination to keep you rooted in bed with him. "you're so mean, y'know that?"

"mean?" he snorts, and cracks one eye open to look at you. "you think I'm mean for wanting to cuddle a bit longer? as if you're not the one normally begging me to hold you?"

you finally start laughing and slap a palm against his chest. "yes!"

obviously it wasn't a hard hit, but he opens both eyes and playfully glares at you. "okay, well now you're really never getting out of this bed. you wounded me, I need you to stay here and heal me."

"aww poor baby, you need me to kiss it better or someth- no!"

he rolls you both over so that he's now laying on top of you with his full weight. "you're heavy, get off!"

aomine pretends to fall asleep and begins snoring, completely ignoring your pleading. once you realize just how stubborn he's being about this, the fight in you dies down and you accept your fate.

"okay," you say, cradling the back of his head and pressing your cheek against his hair. "you win, we'll stay in bed a bit longer."

you can feel the smug energy radiating off of him and you just know his lips are curled into a smirk. "see, baby, was that so hard?"

hope you enjoyed!!

@dira333 some more knb content :3

@emmyrosee hehe

[neeeooon]

Omg I saw your request was open as I ran over!!! If you’re down for it, can u do blue lock characters that mysteriously turned into animals and they turn up at your door step it’d lowkey be so cute 😭😭absolutely love love ur works!!!

i finally watched fruits basket for the first time recently so !! crossover 😈 ty for the req!

when they turn into japanese zodiacs

bf(f) bllk & gn!reader. blue lock x fruits basket! fluff

nagi seishiro

-> you couldn’t help but laugh after opening your door to find a little white rat sitting on your door step in a very human fashion. “the hell?” you giggled, reaching for your phone to snap a picture for your boyfriend

-> “please don’t.” gasping, you dropped your phone on your toe and let out a colorful string of words as you stared down at the rat. “did you just talk?!”

-> if rats could sigh, this one did. “it’s cold. let me in.” “nagi?!” “my legs hurt. carry me y/n :(“

-> usually you’d freak out at the thought of holding a rat in your hands, but this one day like a slumped little gentleman, his tiny rat hand holding onto your finger to stay steady as you carried him into your house

-> “so… wanna explain to me why you’re a rat?” “not really. long story.” “okay. can you turn back into a human?” “yeah.” “how?” “dunno.” you placed him on your couch and propped your hands on your hips as you stared down at him. “nagi.”

-> the rat threw itself back against the cushions, sprawled out on its back like a sea star. “‘m sleepy.” “nuh-uh, don’t ‘i’m sleepy’ me, mr. rat boy!” “rat boy..?”

-> you wanted to say more, but there was a poof of white smoke, and when you opened your eyes toward the couch, you found hour boyfriend laying there… naked. “bruh.” “tomorrow,” he moaned, and you rolled your eyes as you tossed him a blanket. “fine. but i’m calling you rat boy from now on.” “:x”

mikage reo

-> you were about to lock the door for the night, heading to bed early due to the sudden rainstorms in your area, when you hear something strange on the other side of your door. “meow.”

-> eyebrows scrunched, you peek out the window to see a very wet, very disgruntled cat sitting hunched on your porch. it’s coat is dark due to the rain, but in your warm deck lighting, it looks almost purple

-> taking pity on the creature, you open your door and knelt down to scratch it beneath the shin. “aww, what are you doing out here in the cold?” “y/n.” “… WHAT THE HECK?!”

-> you fall flat on your bottom and stare at the cat. it spoke to you! but its mouth didn’t move. why does it sound just like your crush?! “reo..?” “can i come in? :(“

-> following the cat into your house, you can’t help but stare with wide eyes and mouth agape. “you’re a cat.” “unfortunately.” “for how long?!” “ever? i’ll change back soon, though.”

-> you fell heavily into an empty chair as cat-reo sat on the floor, his large purpley eyes blinking up at you. “a cat?” his head hung. “yes, we already did this part.” “sorry, i think i’m in shock.”

-> reo gave you the crash course explanation, which was that his family is cursed. you didn’t ask for more details since it clearly bothered him. “wait here, i’ll get you some.. milk?” you hurried into the kitchen but stopped when you heard a poof!

-> rushing back to check on reo, you nearly dropped the glass of milk when you saw him standing in your living room buck-naked. “bruh, what the heck?!” “don’t look!” “i’m not looking!” you heard some shuffling, and when you eventually peeked up, you found reo draped in a blanket. you opened your mouth. “i—“ “never again.” “fair.”

tsurugi zantetsu

-> you had placed a bucket outside to collect rainwater from a leak in your porch overhead cover and went to empty it out when you froze. there was something dark moving beneath the heavy drops of rain, and when you leaned down to get a closer look, you screamed when you saw a.. seahorse?

-> “please don’t scream. my ears are very sensitive like this…” you screamed again, because why was the seahorse talking to you, and why did it sound exactly like your boyfriend

-> “zantetsu?! are.. are you a seahorse?” “i told you i am a beast 😔” “i thought you meant beast as in, like, the goat, or something.” “i am not a goat. i am a dragon.” “…”

-> you don’t know what’s worse: the fact that your boyfriend’s a seahorse, or that he thinks he’s a dragon. “wait… does this mean i could get you pregnant?” “y/n, this is serious!” “right, sorry!”

-> apparently there was a curse on his family that turned them into random animals from the japanese zodiac, and zantetsu was coming over to help you prep for the storm when he suddenly transformed. “i will change back eventually, but i will be naked.” “nothing i haven’t seen before, babe.” “😳🐉”

shidou ryusei

-> “you’re such a dog,” you used to tease whenever your best friend would make suggestive or inappropriate jokes around you. he’d laugh it off with an awkward, “yeah, haha..”

-> and then you hear scratching on your door one morning and open it to find a pretty blond dog sitting with its ears up and its tail thumping against your front deck

-> you melted. “aww, where did you come from, angel?” the dog rolled over, flashing its belly to you, and you knelt down to rub it. “aren’t you the sweetest!”

-> “why don’t you ever rub my belly when i ask as a human?” your eyes bulged and you leaped away from the dog. “wh—shidou?!” “hi ;)” “why are you a dog?!”

-> shidou sat back and sighed. “i don’t know. old family curse stuff. anyway, i can’t change back.” you rubbed your forehead, stressed. “why not?” “i need a kiss from someone who loves me~”

-> you stared at him. “you’re joking.” “i’m actually so serious right now. no one else likes me; please do me this one solid, y/n!” “i hate you so much.” “hate me after you kiss me back into a human, please.”

-> he didn’t actually need a kiss to turn him back into a human, but he wasn’t going to tell you that. especially when he’d transform naked :’)

itoshi sae

-> “i’ll be right ba—AAH!” you cut yourself off with a scream after opening the door to find a little white and pink snake on your doorstep. you called your friend off when she rushed around the corner to check on you and grabbed a stick to pick the animal up with

-> “touch me with that thing and i’ll bite you.” you aren’t sure how, but you knew the voice of your best friend came from the creature

-> you nearly lost your footing with how fast you dropped to the ground. “sae?!” you whisper-shouted, glancing over your shoulder to make sure your roommate wasn’t around. “what the hell!”

-> “don’t ask, it’s complicated.” you silently reached for the stick again, but sae noticed and slithered away. “sorry. i wanna pick you up though, so please don’t bite me.” “😒”

-> it’s not like he can stop you, and threatening to bite you was just that—a threat. sae went noodle-limp in your hands as you picked him up and brought him to your face. “hm. your eyes are the same.” “that’s what you choose to focus on?” “yeah! you’re a pretty snake.”

-> with a poof of pink smoke, your arms felt heavy. when you opened your eyes, your face burned when you realized you were holding your very naked, very human best friend in your arms. “um.” “so..” you flung your hands over your eyes and blindly pulled your jacket off for sae to cover himself with. “w-we can discuss this later when you’re clothed!” “deal.”

[hanichani]

Of cats and men

Pairing: lee know x gn!reader

Genre: fluff

Summary: min loves his cats (and maybe he also tolerates you)

Warnings: min being a meanie but what else is new

Word count: 674

a/n: very short so I usually wouldn't name it but I thought of cats and men was so cute... yk, get it? of cats and men? like of mice and men? okay, anyways

you’re sitting on your couch with dori sleeping in your lap when the door opens. your favorite boy in the whole world walks through and starts taking his shoes off. he crouches down to say hi to his two little fur angels who immediately ran up to him to greet him. you can hear soft purring from the door and you’re not sure if it’s the cats or their owner.

“where’s your brother, hm?” he says while getting up from the cats and walking further into the apartment.

“is that all you care about? what about me?” you whine from the couch, turning your head around to look at the man who just appeared in the living room.

“hi baby.” he coos and walks closer to you.

“hi.” you say back with a smile, happy that he acknowledged you. but then he fires back.

“i was talking to dori.” he picks the cat up from your lap and plops down next to you, petting dori’s head. you stare at him with a frown on your face which he soon notices when he finally looks up from the cat.

“okay, hi to you too” he rolls his eyes, the hand that’s not petting dori reaching for your own. but you’re not satisfied with this and he can see that.

“okay fine,” he groans “hi to you too baby.”

you smile and squeeze his hand, happy that you got what you wanted.

or when it’s the middle of the night and his fur babies decide to bother you both

you were sound asleep before a paw landed on your face. opening your eyes, you saw a ginger cat nestling in the crook of your neck while the brown one was happily kneading at your face. you sighed and turned over to look at minho who was peacefully sleeping, no cats attacking his body lovingly. he looked so cute when asleep, you weren’t going to wake him for this.

“get off dori.” you grabbed the brown cat and placed it on the floor next to your bed, doing the same to soonie after. why couldn’t they be like their brother who was quietly sleeping in the corner of the room.

you thought you had won but a few minutes later the fur babies were back causing you to groan.

“leeeaaave, let me sleep.” you whined while turning to your side, causing the cats to adjust around your body.

“why don’t you leave, they’re just trying to sleep as well.” the boy next to you mumbled in his half asleep form. he pulled soonie who was closer to him to his body, cuddling with the cat. you were irritated at this point and sleeping on the couch seemed like the lesser of two evils. so, you sat up in the bed, ready to move to the living room but a hand grabbed your wrist.

“what, you wanted me to leave. im leaving.” you said, trying to get out of his hold.

but even in his sleepy form, minho managed to pull you down onto the bed. he pulled your body close, causing soonie to run away from him.

“don’t be a dummy.” he said, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck and wrapping his arms around your torso.

“i love you.” he whispered after a moment of silence. squeezing you closer to him.

when you didn’t respond, his fingers pinched the skin on your waist causing you to yelp and scare off the cats who were now running out of the bedroom.

“say it back.” he mumbled into your skin, pressing a small kiss there after.

“I thought you were talking to the cats.” you groan, your hands going to his hair to play with it.

you hear a small tsk from him and then feel another kiss on your skin.

“i love you.” you whisper back and it’s now you placing a kiss to his skin, more specifically his forehead.

great, so now you were stuck with a human sized cat wrapped around you instead.

[junnieverse]

SLEEPY HEAD ➳ M. JAEHYUN

➙ synopsis: how spending a relaxing morning in with your boyfriend is, completely engulfed in his embrace

pairing: myung jaehyun x gn!reader

genre: fluff (it’s so cute I can’t) and like one suggestive line

word count: 0.6k

warnings: not proofread, may contain small typos as well, clingy myungjae hehe

a/n: this is my first time writing for bonedo and I wanted to pick up on the reception of this post before deciding if I would potentially start writing for them too so pls lmk what you all think? :)

a/n (2): who’s your boynextdoor bias(es)? Mine are Jaehyun and Taesan ^~^ (reblogs highly appreciated!)

Mornings were simply one of your least favourite times of the day.

Having to wake up and plan out your day and get your mental planner ready for whatever it is you had to do.

Whereas some others woke up and let the day go by spontaneously not having much planned but you liked to atleast have some idea of how your day would go.

It's one thing planning out your day and it's another having to actually get up to be productive.

To say the least, you were far from being a morning person.

But boy did you love waking up next to your boyfriend, Myung Jaehyun.

This morning was no different as you rolled over to the side as you let out a soft huff feeling the light slip through from the curtain hitting your face.

You wanted to do nothing more than sleep longer but it was quite difficult for you to do that when the sun was out and bright.

Closing your eyes for a few seconds longer, silently letting your brain regenerate, you finally muster up the strength to try and get up before a pair of arms around your waist tugs you to stop.

"Mhmm" the male beside you groans as his cheeks puffed out and his lips formed a little pout tempting you to kiss him but you hold yourself back from doing so.

"Where are you going?" he asked softly, his eyes still shut trying to pull you down back into his embrace to which you couldn't help but softly giggle to finding his clingy antics adorable.

You fall back letting your head hit the pillow as you come face to face to Jaehyun.

Nothing said as you both quietly look into each others eyes, a gradual smile creeping onto your face slowly as your cheeks slightly heated up from feeling shy.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" you proceed to tease him with a shy smile as he leans in closer to you.

"You just look really pretty." he responds matching your smile before he closes the gap between you two in a soft kiss.

Letting your hands do their own thing, they start off laying on his chest before slowly going up to rest to cup his cheeks as you both smile pulling away from each other.

You both spent another few minutes simply in each other's company, no words exchanged between the both of you as you gently brushed a strand of hair away from his face.

He placed his hand atop yours as he linked your fingers with his before moving it away from his hair to place a soft kiss in your palm making your heart flutter.

"We should be getting up soon so we can get started for the day. What do you want for breakfast?" you ask him lifting your upper body up as you stretch yourself groaning in relief.

"You." Jaehyun remarks cheekily as he chuckles lowly before you hit his arm playfully.

"I'm kidding baby. We can eat later, there's plenty of time." he adds on quickly.

Pulling your arm as you weakly cave, letting your head hit the pillow again, only this time you were faced away from him as the little spoon and your boyfriend wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer into him.

His head rested between the crook of your neck, his soft breathing tickling you making you smile at the gentle feeling.

He wasn't completely wrong about that either, sometimes you didn't need to intensively plan out your day when you could just let the day unfold itself.

Or in other words do pretty much nothing productive intentionally which could still be a well spent day.

Maybe a few more minutes wouldn't hurt you thought to yourself snuggling in closer into your boyfriend's arms as you closed your eyes letting the sleep take over.

[thereoncewasagirlnamedjane]

THIS COULD BE A DREAM.

PAIRING — steve rogers x gn!reader

CONTENTS — drabble; post-ca:cw; angst; tiny bits of fluff if you squint; hurt/comfort; established relationship; tw:grief?

SUMMARY — you find out why steve hasn’t been sleeping lately.

WORD COUNT — 513

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On the surface, it doesn’t seem like much has changed.

He walks into the safe house and people see their ever-dependable captain, his back straight and chin lifted, oozing authority and control even if he’s not technically captain anymore. 

But you see it—the dark circles, the slight drooping of his shoulders, the irritability, the pained rubbing of his temples when he thought no one was looking, and the off-by-a-millisecond slowed reaction times out in the field. 

He’s tired. Steve hasn’t been sleeping. 

It has been a hard couple of months; being on the run takes its toll, but there’s a hint of something else in his features you just can’t seem to place. 

When you gather the courage to ask him, he brushes you off. When you stand there, dejected, watching his retreating back with resignation and sadness, Steve turns towards you just before he steps out into the night. 

He offers you a sad smile, forced and unnatural, before promising you that everything is fine. For the first time, you don’t believe him. Steve has always been a terrible liar. 

When you tiptoe into his room late one night, you’re not at all surprised to find him on the floor. Sometimes he preferred it there, but this time you pause for a second.

Bucky is lying fast asleep just mere inches away, his metal arm curled under his head, his dark brown hair splayed out across a pillow.

You almost smile at the sight of the two recently reunited best friends sleeping on the floor like they’re two boys at a sleepover. 

Except Steve is awake. He looks too afraid to even blink, let alone sleep. 

He doesn’t acknowledge you until you’ve settled down on the floor quietly behind him. Your hand splays carefully over his shoulder, and then he’s leaning back against you. 

Bucky stirs, a sleepy sound escaping his lips, but doesn’t wake from what looks to be his first peaceful slumber in decades. 

Steve gasps softly, releasing a shuddering breath. 

Realization dawns. However improbable, someone he loves isn’t dead. Someone he loves has come back to life. Now that the chaos of it has died down a little, Steve needs some time to process that life-altering information. 

“This could be a dream,” he whispers, his eyes wide and terrified. 

“It’s not,” you whisper back. Heart wrenching, you lean down to wrap your arms around him, tears springing to your eyes when his tense shoulders begin to tremble.

“How do we know?”

“Sleep, Steve.”

“What if—what if he’s gone when I open my eyes?”  

“I’ll keep an eye on him for you,” you swear as you lean down to kiss his temple. Despite his fears, his eyelids begin to droop. 

“Promise?” He asks, sounding much smaller than he is.

“Promise.”

By the time you’ve finished speaking the word, Steve has finally drifted off, entrusting the personification of his very own heart into your two hands. You watch over them both until morning.

By sunrise, they are rested again.

And the sky is new.

fin.

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