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xoxogyomei · 3 months ago

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✎ DEAR [READER],

🎀 — SYNOPSIS: imagine the male hashiras (Giyuu, Sanemi, Gyomei, Obanai, Tengen, Rengoku & Muichiro) reaction to the reader adoring their scars..!

🎀 — WARNINGS: mild angst, fluff, cursing in sanemi's, references to lore in gyomei's & obanai's (potential spoiler!!), ooc obanai?? (idk how to write him 😔), overall insecurities can be seen throughout

— @xoxogyomei (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

P.S. first post,, hii, all of these are intended as gender neutral but the exception being in Sanemi's (you're called a minx), also as a fair warning literally repeated the words paintbrush & canvas in this so many times 😭😭 please lmk what y'all think!

GIYUU TOMIOKA . . . . . !

╰┈➤ WATER PILLAR

Tries to act indifferently

Fails miserably

Your cold hands trace his back, your fingers brushing over his rough and exposed skin like a paintbrush on a canvas. Giyu shivers slightly under your touch, moving his head to the side to get a better look at you. His expression remains stoic, as if he sees no purpose in why you’re gawking at his scars.

“What are you doing?” he mumbles, his tone neutral but a faint blush creeping onto his cheeks as he sees your eyes tracing every mark that's ever laid upon his back.

“Hmm? Adoring my hardworking and strong boyfriend, obviously,” you tease, a playful glint in your eyes. You can see the slightest hint of confusion in his eyes, as if he doesn’t quite understand why you find his scars so fascinating.

“What if your boyfriend doesn’t like all this attention?” Giyu inquires, his voice steady but his blush deepening.

You move forward, landing a soft kiss on his cheek, brushing a strand of his hair as you do so, “From the way his heart is beating right now, I think he quite enjoys it actually,” you whisper into his ear, your breath leaving his ear warm.

Giyu remains silent for a moment, his gaze locked on the floor. “I don’t understand why you’re so fascinated with my scars. They’re just… reminders of battles.”

“They're part of you,” you say softly, your fingers tracing the lines of his scars gently. “And I appreciate every part of you.”

His eyes meet yours, a mixture of confusion and something softer in his gaze,

“You’re weird,” he says awkwardly simply, but there’s a hint of a smile on his lips implying that he doesn't mean it in a rude way.

“Weird in a good way, I hope,” you reply, leaning in to kiss another scar on his shoulder.

“In the best way I'd suppose.” You smile at his response.

Your arms slither around his waist from behind, your chin resting on his shoulder as you hummed. Giyu suddenly found himself incredibly overwhelmed from your touches. He abruptly gets up without a word and simply walks out of the room, leaving you puzzled. The poor boy had to take a minute to recollect himself, leaning against the wall outside, his heart pounding.

As he catches his breath and tries to make the heat from his cheeks disappear, he can't help but smile softly to himself, feeling a warmth spread through him. Even if he won't admit it, your adoration means more to him than he lets on. The blush on his cheeks deepens as he recalls your gentle touches that make his heart crumble.

It takes him a solid two minutes when he finally returns, he sits beside you, his demeanor calm but his eyes softer.

“You're a menace,” he says quietly, but there’s no malice in his words.

“And you wouldn't have it any other way,” you say cheekily, wrapping your arms around him. He doesn’t pull away this time though, instead tries to unstiffen his muscles and allow himself to relax into your embrace, a small, content sigh escaping his lips.

SANEMI SHINAZUGAWA . . . . . !

╰┈➤ WIND PILLAR

Sanemi is hostile and defensive but slowly melts into your touch.

He reminds me of a feisty chihuahua wanting belly rubs or something lol

“Ehh, what are you doing, you minx?!” he hisses as you suddenly fall into his lap- catching the male off guard, tilting your head to the side innocently,

“What do you mean?”

Sanemi’s eyes narrow as he stares into your eyes, suspicion written all over his face. “Wipe that smug ass smirk off your face, brat. I know you’re planning something…”

Your grin grows larger as your hands cup his face. His furrowed expression temporarily falls slack as your hands caress his cheekbones. You lift yourself slightly to kiss the scars on the left side of his face. His eyes flutter shut as his body relaxes at your touch. Despite his usual hostility, he has the urge to grab your hands and pull them back to his face as you release your hold on him.

“Why are you doing this?” he asks, his voice softer but still laced with suspicion. “What’s your secret motive here you minx?”

“No secret motive,” you say softly, your fingertips tracing the scars on his face almost as though you were afraid he was going to shatter in any second, “Just showing love to my feisty boyfriend.”

“Feisty?” he snorts, though his voice lacked its usual bite, “You’re ridiculous.”

“Maybe,” you admit, leaning in to kiss another scar. “But you love it.”

His eyes flicker open to look at your grin and then darting his eyes to yours, and he scowls, “Stop looking at me with those pretty eyes of yours and do it again!”

“Do what again?” you tease, enjoying the rare sight of him flustered.

“Kiss me, dipshit!” he hisses, but there’s a noticeable softness in his lilac eyes. Your hands brush the scars on his chest, and this time, you kiss his lips. His tough exterior melts away momentarily as he leans into your touch, his body vulnerable to your embrace.

You pull back slightly, only for him to grip your waist and pull you closer, his lips seeking yours again. His kiss is demanding, filled with a desperation he would never voice outloud. When you finally break apart, both of you breathless, he glares at you with a mix of annoyance and something deeper.

“Don’t think this means I’ve gone soft,” he mutters, his blush deepening as he tries to avoid your smug gaze.

“Of course not,” you reply with a smile, resting your forehead against his. “You’re still my tough, feisty Sanemi.”

He grumbles something incoherent, but his arms remain wrapped around you, holding you close like he was afraid you were going to disappear in mere milliseconds.

GYOMEI HIMEJIMA . . . . . !

╰┈➤ STONE PILLAR

Thinks you’re adorable

Not insecure but is traumatized by a certain scar...

“Gyo?” you hummed softly

“Yes, love?” your partner turned his head at the sound of your voice, his tone laced with concern.

“Do you mind coming down to my level for a minute?” you asked meekly. The giant chuckled deeply before kneeling down in front of you, lifting his head slightly so you could see him better.

You brushed his hair out of his face, your fingers softly tracing the scar across his temple. Gyomei gently nuzzled his head into your hand at the feel of your touch. Though he could not see, he knew you were being as sweet and gentle as you could around his vulnerabilities. The sides of his mouth lifted into a bitter smile as tears rolled down his face. Your other hand wiped away the incoming tears.

“Why are you crying?” you asked quietly, retracting the hand on his forehead, afraid you had hit a sensitive matter by touching his scar.

“You are far too sweet for me, my love. It’s quite an honor being your lover,” he said kindly and tears continued to stream down his face like a gentle river. He grabbed your hand and brought it back to his head, your heart skipping a beat as you looked at the beautiful man you called yours.

Gyomei’s large hand held yours gently, guiding your fingers to trace the scar again.

“This scar,” he began, his voice firm but filled with pain, “reminds me of a time when I was not strong enough to protect those I cared about, and when people did not give me kindness the same way you do now.”

You listened to his melancholic words, your heart aching for him.

“You’re the strongest person I know,” you said softly, your fingers continuing their gentle exploration of his scar, “Not just physically, but here,” you placed your free hand over his softly beating heart.

His bitter smile softened into a genuine one, “Your words mean more to me than you know,” he whispered, tears still streaming down his face.

You leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to the scar on his temple. “I love every part of you, Gyomei. Your scars, your strength, your kindness, everything about you.”

He pulled you closer, enveloping you in a tender hug,

“And I love you, more than words can express,” he murmured against your hair. The two of you stayed like that, wrapped in each other’s warmth and love, finding comfort in the shared silence.

As you held him, you felt his body relax, the tension in his body slowly melting away and molding into arms like putty. His tears subsided, replaced by an easygoing smile.

“You’re adorable,” he said softly, his voice filled with affection, “I am truly blessed to have you by my side.”

You smiled, your heart full and content as his head rests against your shoulder, “And I am blessed to have you, Gyo. Always.”

OBANAI IGURO . . . . . !

╰┈➤ SNAKE PILLAR

The most difficult to persuade

Literally will panic if you brush across the bandages on his face

I’d assume it would take several tries to get this guy to get rid of the bandages

Poor baby :(

You took a habit of admiring your lover with your eyes rather than with your hands, always tracing his pretty features with your gaze. He was always aware of your constant gawking yet never voicing out his potential discomfort.

After you admired him with your eyes, you would constantly bring up the bandages on his face—not in a bothersome way though. You had been trying to convince Obanai to remove his bandages for weeks. Each time you brought it up, he would tense up and change the subject, his heterochronic eyes filled with a mix of fear and anxiety. Until finally, you decided to try a different approach.

“Obanai,” you called softly, sitting beside him as he tended to his ivory snake. “Can we talk?”

He glanced at you, his expression wary as he spoke harshly, “What is it?”

You took a deep breath, “I just… I want to see all of you.” Your eyes landed on his bandages before meeting his stunned expression. “I know it’s hard, but I promise, I’ll always love you.”

His eyes widened, and he looked away, his hands trembling slightly. “I can’t,” he whispered, his voice barely audible. “You wouldn’t understand…”

“I want to understand,” you said gently, reaching out to touch his hand. He flinched but didn’t pull away. “Please, Obanai.” You pleaded to him, feeling crushed that your lover couldn’t reach out to you. It made your relationship rather distant.

He remained silent, his eyes fixed on the ground. You waited, giving him the time he needed to process your words. After what felt like eons, he finally spoke,

“It’s not that simple,” he said, his voice shaking. “These bandages… they hide things you wouldn’t want to see. I look hideous, like a monster," like a freak.

“I want to see all of you,” you said softly, your fingers brushing over his knuckles. “Please, Obanai. Let me show you that you’re perfect to me, no matter what.”

He looked at you, his eyes filled with a mix of fear and hope. “You don’t know what you’re saying,” he muttered, but there was a hint of uncertainty in his voice. You squeezed his hand.

“Let me prove it to you,” you repeated, “Just let me try.”

Obanai hesitated, his breath coming in short, “I don’t know if I can,” he admitted, his voice barely a whisper.

“It’s okay,” you reassured him. “Take your time, but please don’t hide away from me.”

His hands began to tremble under your touch, his eyes searching yours as though he was looking for confirmation. You lifted your lips up in a soft, reassuring smile. He took a deep breath and nodded, giving you the silent permission to start.

With gentle hands, you began to unravel the bandages, your touch soft and careful. Obanai tensed, his breath hitching, but he didn’t stop you. As the last of the bandages fell away, you saw the scar that marred his mouth, a cruel reminder always taunting his lips.

His lips were a pale pink that complemented his skin tone in the best way. One hand reached up to brush your thumb over his lip. He was incredibly tense, his eyes shut as he was too afraid to see your reaction, fearing you would run away from him, slip away from his grasp due to his ugly face.

“You’re beautiful,” you whispered in awe, his eyes opening up in surprise as you continued to whisper sweet praises in his ear.

Tears filled his eyes, and he leaned into your touch, his body trembling. “Thank you,” he whispered, his voice breaking. “Thank you for loving me.”

You smiled at him before slightly tilting your head and tapping his lips with your finger. “May I?”

He smiled shyly before nodding his head. You leaned in, your lips gently brushing against his, savoring the softness and warmth. His lips, though marked by the scar, were tender. You deepened the kiss slowly, feeling the hesitate way he responded, his initial tension melting away as he allowed himself to bas k in your beauty. His fingers caressed your cheek as you kissed, pouring all his love into the touch.

When you finally pulled back, both of you were breathless, his eyes shining with a mixture of vulnerability and newfound confidence. “You’re so pretty,” you murmured, resting your forehead against his shoulder. “And I’m so lucky to have you.”

He closed his eyes, a smile gracing his lips. “I’m the lucky one,” he whispered back, feeling somewhat content.

UZUI TENGEN . . . . . !

╰┈➤ SOUND PILLAR

Smug bastard

Will 100% tell you stories about his scars and over exaggerate every time.

“Tengen!” you chirped as your husband trained outside with his Nichirin blades. The white-haired male paused at the sound of your voice and turned his head towards your figure.

“Hello, darling,” he smiled sweetly, his tone ever-so-slightly smug. “Need something?”

You shook your head before grabbing his bicep and snuggling it close to your face.

“Just missed you,” you mumbled as he chuckled.

��Mmm, well, if my lovely partner misses me so badly, I suppose I could take a break and spend some time with them…” He teased, a playful glint in his eyes as he allowed you to drag him away, watching you with fondness.

As you led him to a shady spot under a tree, Tengen settled down beside you, his arm wrapped around your shoulders. “You know,” he began, a mischievous smile tugging at his lips, “this one right here,” he pointed to a faint scar on his forearm, “was from a battle with a demon so huge, it could have swallowed our mansion in a bite!”

You raised an eyebrow, already knowing where this was headed. “Oh really?” you played along, holding back a grin. “Our mansion, you say?”

“Absolutely,” he continued, his voice full of exaggeration, “But I took it down with a single swing of my blade! The villagers were in awe, and they begged me to stay and protect them forever. But of course, I couldn’t—had to return to you, darling.” He winked, giving you a cheesy grin as he nuzzled your neck.

You giggled, shaking your head at his antics. “You’re such a show-off, Tengen.”

“Only for you,” he winked, leaning in to press a kiss to your forehead. His free hand brushing strands of your hair off of your face, “Besides, who wouldn’t want to impress their gorgeous partner?”

You rolled your eyes playfully, resting your head on his shoulder and sighing contently. “You’re lucky I enjoy your silly stories.”

“And I’m also lucky to have someone who listens to them,” he murmured, his tone softer as he pulled you closer so your heads were practically touching.

“Though, if you’re interested, I could tell you about the time I single-handedly defended a dozen of ships from a demon who lived in the sea…” He whispered rather loudly.

You laughed, feeling warm and content in his arms. “Why don’t you save that one for later? Right now, I just want to enjoy some quiet time with my favorite flamboyant hashira.”

He smiled with genuine affection as he peppered kisses all over your neck, “As you wish, sweetheart.”

KYOJURO RENGOKU . . . . . !

╰┈➤ FLAME PILLAR

It will always begin with you praising his scars

And end with him praising you it’s like playing a game of uno with him and all he has is the reverse cards😒

You lay beside Kyojuro in bed, the moon leaving light to see his toned body. Your fingers absently tracing the lines of the scars that decorated his chest. The warmth of his skin radiated like your own personal furnace, you stare at his tainted skin from all his previous battles.

“You’re body is like a canvas, decorated so nicely with stories to tell in every stroke from the paint brush” you whispered, your voice filled with admiration as you whisper pretty nothings to him, “...these scars, they’re proof of how much you’ve endured, they're so pretty," you gushed.

Kyojuro turned his head to look at you, his eyes glowing under the light of the moon. A soft chuckle escaped his lips as he gently took your hand in his.

“And you,” he began, lifting your hand to press a kiss to your hand, “are the reason I’ve endured. You're like the artist, without you, my life is an empty canvas."

You blinked in surprise, feeling the heat rise to your cheeks. “Dove, I’m trying to tell you how amazing you are, not the other way around,” You muttered into his chest, he was far too smooth sometimes...

He laughed heartily, the sounded rich in your ears making you feel all giddy inside.

“But it’s true! How could I not praise the one who gives me strength? You inspire me every day!"

You let out a soft groan, trying to hide your smile as you playfully shoved him. “You’re impossible. I’m supposed to be the one showering you with compliments, not the other way around, let me have a moment to praise you.”

Kyojuro grinned, his eyes twinkling. “Ah, but what fun would that be? Besides, it’s my duty to remind you of your own greatness. After all, you are my guiding flame, the light that keeps me going even when I'm running out of firewood.”

You rolled your eyes, though you couldn’t stop the warmth from spreading through your chest. “This isn’t a competition, you know.”

“Of course not,” he agreed, his voice softer now as he leaned closer, your noses barely touching, “But I’d like to think we’re equals in this. Just as you admire my past wounds, I admire all of you.”

You sighed, feeling a mix of exasperation and complete adoration for the man you had wrapped around your finger, “You’re too much sometimes, dove.”

He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close so you could rest your head on his chest. “And you, my flame, are everything to me,” he murmured, his voice tender and sugary sweet in your ear. Your heart warm and gooey from his words.

As you both lay there, wrapped in each other’s embrace, you couldn’t help but smile. With a contented sigh, you closed your eyes, letting the steady beat of his heart lull you to sleep, knowing that in this game of uno, you both were winning.

MUICHIRO TOKITO . . . . . !

╰┈➤ MIST PILLAR

Never pays any attention to his scars

Until you do

Doesn't even know where he got majority of them.

You and Muichiro lay on the cool grass, the night sky stretched out above you like an infinite canvas dotted with twinkling stars that gleamed against the night. The soft breeze rustled through the leaves, carrying with it the scent of midnight. The boy besides you was too busy staring up at the night sky to notice that your attention was not on the stars. Your hand reached out to gently trace the faint scars on his arm, your fingers brushing over the roughened skin.

“Muichiro,” you began softly, your voice blending with the night’s silence, concern knitting your eyebrows, “these scars… didn't they hurt?”

Muichiro’s eyes, distant and unfocused, slowly drifted from the stars to you. He seemed to ponder your words, the faint glow of the moon reflecting in his pale eyes,

“Maybe they did,” he replied quietly, his voice as soft as the breeze. “But I don’t really remember anything about them. It’s like... it's like they’re just… there.”

You smiled, your gaze fixed on him as you continued to trace the lines of his scars with your eyes, “They’re more than "just there", Muichiro. They show how much you’ve been through, how brave you are. Even if you don’t remember every battle, your strength is always with you.” You paused before adding, "It's honorable, but it shows how careless you are with your body sometimes."

He remained silent for a moment, his expression thoughtful as he stared up at the sky.

“I forget a lot,” he admitted, not really responding to you, his voice almost sounded insecure as he continued, “Sometimes it feels like I’m just... floating, like nothing really stays with me.”

Your heart ached at his words and you instinctively moved closer, cupping his face in your hand. “You might forget some things, but you’re here now, and that’s what matters.”

Muichiro’s gaze softened as he looked at you, the coolness of his usual demeanor melting away under your touch.

“I guess you’re right,” he murmured, almost as if he was convincing himself. He leaned into your hand, his eyes fluttering shut for a moment as he savored the warmth of your sweet touch. The poor boy was starved from touch, and was secretly eager to accept yours like a warm meal.

You smiled, your thumb brushing gently across his cheek. “You don’t have to remember everything, Muichiro. Just know that you’re loved—scars, memories, and all.”

His eyes opened again, a faint flicker of something warm and tender, something unusual for him.

“You’re different,” he said, his voice soft and filled with something somewhat similar to awe, “Being with you… it feels like something stays. Like I’m not just floating anymore.”

Your heart swelled at his words, and you leaned in to press a gentle kiss to his forehead.

“I’ll always be here,” you whispered, your lips lingering against his skin as you felt him relax under your touch.

Muichiro’s hand found yours, his fingers intertwining with yours as he gazed up at the stars once more.

“Stay with me,” he whisper, his voice almost a plea, vulnerable in a way he seldomly was.

“Always, but take better care of yourself” you say, giving his hand a gentle squeeze as you smiled.

"I'll try for you," he promised as you shook your head,

"Try for you and me, Muichiro."

"Alright, I'll try for us both," He agreed as you smiled at his words.

The two of you lay there under the vast sky, your fingers entwined and the darkness wrapping around you like a comfortable blanket, you knew that you had found a way into the heart of a boy who was usually lost in the clouds. And in that moment, under the stars, he was finally grounded—right there beside you.

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hannieehaee · 15 days ago

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How would loser jk react to the oc giving him a boo/spooky basket? (A gift basket given in fall/halloween time with whatever the person likes with just more fall/halloween themed items if you didnt know!) This thought wouldn’t leave my head for some reason while i was reading the latest loser jk 😭

content: loser!jk, halloween stuff, some insecurities from jk, pure fluff, mentions of making out etc.

part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, (extra)

wc: 600

a/n: this was just a short little halloween themed drabble for my loser!jk couple. thank u for requesting and i hope u enjoyed!!

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"this is for me?"

your nod was far too giddy and excited. the poor boy was already in shock at your sudden gift, staring at you with those gigantic eyes as he looked at the basket you'd laid on his lap.

a shy smile took over his lips, bunny teeth biting onto the plush of his bottom lip to conceal a smile.

"i- what's the occasion?"

"it's halloween, bunny! it's a boo basket for my boyfriend!", you said happily, pressing a quick peck to his cheek.

he could no longer conceal his smile, you knew this. it was the word boyfriend. he always had a viscerally adorable reaction when you called him the b word.

and he looked specially adorable in his vampire costume.

well, maybe adorable wasn't the right word. but your nerdy little boyfriend looking hot was not a can of worms you wanted to open — because if you found him hot, that meant other girls would too, and that was a huge no-no (though maybe you should get that possessiveness checked).

for now, you appreciated the pretty boy sitting in front of you as he looked through the basket, eyes lighting up like a kid on christmas morning. his little 'oooh's and 'ah's as he went through the assortment of halloween themed gifts made your heart warm.

then suddenly he halted.

"what's wrong, baby?"

"i- i didnt get you anything," he pouted up at you, genuine worry in his eyes.

"that's okay, bunny-"

"no, god, i'm such a bad boyfriend. you're so nice to me and i- fuck, i'm sorry. i didn't realize halloween was a couples' holiday. ive never had a girlfriend before. i had no idea," he rambled on, looking genuinely remorseful at his lack of gift.

you couldn't help but pout at the poor boy. he worried too easily. it was adorable, but it also made your heart hurt a bit. the poor thing felt like he had to apologize over such a needless issue.

your only solution was to shut him up by sitting on his lap, moving the basket to the side before gifting him all your attention.

"c'mon, baby, you know i don't care about that. plus, i made this basket for the two of us. we have a cute lil matching costume," you gestured to your matching vampire outfits, "and now we have spooky snacks and fuzzy pumpkin socks so we can watch scary movies together. see? no harm, no foul," you traced at his cheek, biting your lip at the way in which he continued to get flustered at the attention despite it not being new in your relationship.

"okay," he sighed, "thank you for the gift," he repeated before giving you an innocent peck on your lips.

god. he was the cutest thing.

you got up from his lap then, taking note of the tiny frown on his face upon the newfound distance between you. extending your hand, you got him to stand up beside you. your hands went to pat at any wrinkles you'd left on his outfit by sitting on him, unable to help yourself in casual touches.

"now, come on. we have a halloween party to hit and some trick or treating to do. we can come back home and make out after that. i wanna smudge that lipstick," you grinned at him, booping at his nose as you eyed what would soon be a mess of red on his lips.

he nodded happily as he took your hand and allowed you to lead him out of the apartment, spooky basket in his other hand.

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xxblairexxss · 1 year ago

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Everything shower

Pairing : Charles Leclerc x socialmediainfluencer!reader

Theme : Fluff

This was so full of fluff makes me want to write a heartbreaking angst for my next one. 😭

You started off your Youtube and Tiktok accounts way before you met Charles. That alone was enough to prove that you had always loved taking pictures or videos of yourself whenever you got a chance, not because you craved for the attention but there was nothing wrong with being obsessed with yourself.

Your subscribers and followers thought your videos and contents would start to switch once you started dating the Formula 1 driver but they were completely wrong because you owned the spotlight before him and you were gonna keep on owning the spotlight even with him in the frame. Whenever you talked about Charles, it would be just something subtle and you never addressed him by his name. You would always call him “my boyfriend”. Something like “Oh, my boyfriend hated this and I was offended because it was so good!” and those who were new to your accounts would be clueless with the whole thing.

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ynusename can i hold your hand?

charles_leclerc your hand fits perfectly in mine so yes

username loool can someone tells charles she’s talking to us not him

username okay loverboy be grateful we agreed to share our girl with you

username YOU ARE THE PRETTIEST

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ynusername i love the sea 🤍

charles_leclerc i love you mon ange 🧸❤️

ynusername i miss youuu lovee see youu

username challenge : leave a comment before charles does. status : failed

username is she coming to silverstone this week anyone know??

username idk i saw a fanpage saying she’s on her way there

And it was no surprise to everyone because you were indeed coming to see him this week. You had to miss his podium last week because of your schedule so you came to Silverstone a few days earlier to spend some time with him before the start of the busy weekend.

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charles_leclerc has added to their story

And Charles was clingy. He always had been whenever he was with you in private but never in the public. It became to the point that he was known as ‘not a fan of PDA in public’ amongst the fans but he was clingy clingy this time. He always held your hands whenever you went out of the hotel to take a stroll around the area, always had his head on your lap whenever you laid down on the bed and would asked you to scratch on his hair until he fell asleep. You didn’t mind, of course and you didn’t point it out because he was so adorable.

But it became a problem because today is Thursday and it was your everything shower day. It was when you spent hours in the steamy shower where you would exfoliate, moisturise, shave, everything you could think of from head to toe.

You tried to get off the bed and your boyfriend by trying to make it as silent as you can but Charles were woken up and instantly tighten his arms around you. He had his whole body in between your legs, head turned sideways on your stomach and arms locked around your waist. He had found himself in the position while your legs stretched out as you started reading your book. You had your hand automatically started scratching and massaging his scalp as he laid down, which made him fallen asleep almost instantly but it was already 6PM and you needed to take your everything shower now or by the time you delayed it even more, you might finished it by midnight.

“No…where are you going..” Charles groaned and mumbled as he felt you moving.

“Baby, I need to take my shower.”

“Your shower can wait.”

“No, sweetheart. We went out the whole day today and I need to wash my hair. It won’t be that long, I promise.”

After a few a attempts trying to convince your boyfriend, you finally made it to the bathroom and started getting everything done. You weren’t keeping track, no one was keeping track of time during everything shower. By the time you were done, it was almost 9PM. You were in the hotel bathrobe and had you hair in a hair wrap. Your face was moist after you washed it so you thought it was a great idea to record yourself putting on your night skincare routine.

“I’m putting on this serum from Drunk Elephant. It was life changing I remember when—

Charles walked into the bathroom right at the moment like it was the most normal thing to do which startled you off for a second. You thought he was asleep.

“Charles!”

“You promised it wasn’t gonna take long, amour…You left me alone for 3 hours and I missed you.” You didn’t moved from your spot but Charles engulfed your figure from the back and hid his face in your neck, his last few words become a mumble.

“I just need to put on my skincare, okay? My face is still moist so I need to get it done fast.”

“Can I get a kiss?” He lifted his head to peck on your cheek to which you moved you face the next second.

“No, I just put on my serum. Wait until I put on my moisturiser.”

He frowned and hummed in response before dipping his face back in your neck as you continued your skincare. It was kinda hard to move when he kept his arms wrapped tightly around your waist but you were already on the last stage of the routine so you didn’t really mind.

“And last, a moisturiser. The one I’m using is from Beauty of Joseon, it really makes my skin feels really soft to touch the next day.”

“Really? I’ll give it a test.” Charles went from frowning to smirking in triumph as he moved one hand to tilt your head to the side and left a smooch on your check, up to your nose then to your lips.

“Charles! The moisturizer has’t even soaked into my skin!”

#f1 imagines #f1 fanfic #charles leclerc #charles leclerc imagines #charles leclerc x y/n #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc imagine

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hearts4werka · 5 days ago

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NNN day 8 | Adorable Chaos

summary: one day you woke up to Matt becoming the best dad for two of your little fur babies, showing all of the affection you wanted to show them yourself but couldn’t and there was Matt fulfilling your little dream

warnings: FLUFF, none! Cutesy content ahead of Matt being an animal dad

authors note: I keep falling behind the time I have set to post the fics and idk why 😭 another amazing idea brought to me by pookie @/strnilolover, and I was watching s4 of obx and when I tell you I was balling my eyes out but here’s the fic 😋 luv y’all and hope y’all enjoy this one

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The sun had barely rose up, casting a warm sunny glow over the room of my small apartment. In the living room, the soft purring of a cat mixed with the gentle tapping of tiny feet on the wooden floor. There was also the soft snuffling from a hedgehog, whose tiny, spiky body was inside a bunch of cozy blankets. My boyfriend Matt officially calls himself the ultimate caretaker of Molly and Mochi, and it was clear he wore that title with proudness.

I watched from the kitchen, a soft smile spreading across my face as I sipped at my fresh morning coffee. I was supposed to be getting ready for the day, but the sight before me was simply too adorable to look away from. Matt had transformed the living room into an own castle for my pets. Fluffy beds litter the floor and couch, precariously placed toys, and a mini cat tower took the most space, all precisely placed just for Molly and Mochi.

He sat on the floor, cross-legged, as Molly approached him, her eyes becoming wide with evident curiosity. In one swift motion, Matt pulled out a tiny feather toy from behind his back and as he waved it in the air, she transformed from a completely calm kitten to almost like a small hunter, jumping around and playfully swatting at the air. “You see, girl? You’ve got it! Just like that!” Matt cheered, his voice laced with enthusiasm. Molly responded to his praise with a soft meow, her tail wagging back and forth as she enjoyed all of his attention. Next to him, Mochi was busy sniffing through all of the delicious treats laid out like a buffet.

Matt had took time out of his evening searching through the pet store’s best treat options for Mochi picking out crunchy bites as if he was picking out red wine. He pointed at Mochi, who was blissfully munching away and announced, “Look at him eat! He’s such a cute little thing!” The sight of Matt caring for my pets stirred something deep inside of me, like an overwhelming warmth that got into every corner of my heart. It was adorable how he had essentially assumed the role of their caring parent, going above and beyond in his care for them.

“You know,” I joked while walking into the room, admiring the cuteness of a mess on the floor, “I thought I was the one who adopted them.” Matt turned to glance at me, his face lighting up with playful mock. “You think a mom can spoil her kids too much? What about the dad’s, huh? We can spoil the little fur baby’s too from time to time” Molly hopped onto Matt’s lap, immediately settling down as if to agree with his statement. Her spine straight and head tucked inside, she was in complete trust. Mochi, getting a bit jealous stomped over towards them and nudging Molly with his tiny nose as if to say, “Hey, I want attention too!”

Matt chuckled and scooped Mochi into his hands, gently cradling him. “Don’t worry, buddy! You’re our little superstar,” he said, giving Mochi a soft scratch on his spiky back. Mochi snuggled into his hand, his small body curling up into a ball of joy. I leaned against the door frame, admiring the scene as my heart fills with affection thats radiating off them. There was something so sweet about watching Matt collapse into a pile of giggles as he struggled to get Molly and Mochi to be at peace with each other in a small game. The way he showered them with affection made your own small attempts to gain their favor feel nearly impossible and slipping away.

“Okay, okay! Molly, you’re the champ! Now Mochi, your turn!” he exclaimed joyfully, as he attempted to get Mochi to follow the sound of a new toy from the ground. In that moment, Matt was entirely in his own bubble completely absorbed in their moves, treating my pets with the kind of love I’d only imagined giving them myself. I slowly walked closer, enveloped in the warmth of their laughter and the peaceful calming sounds that filled the air.

Finally, unable to resist any longer, you sat down beside him. “I think they’re starting to like you more than me,” I joked, wrapping an arm around him. Matt grinned, his eyes beaming with warmth. “Well, can you blame them? I’m a pretty cool fur dad” He pulled me closer, and even in the perfect chaos that these two little creatures brought into our lives, I felt something for sure-this was your family now-imperfect, chaotic, but filled with love.

I gave him a little smile, allowing myself to lean against him as Molly snuggled further into him and Mochi settled onto Matt's other knee. “And I wouldn’t have it any other way,” I whispered, knowing in my heart that the love I had for Matt only became deeper by the way he accepted every weird flaw of our little fur filled family.

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tenjikufag · 6 months ago

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Your blog is damn good! Is it possible to make a scar x top male reader where the reader will pay special attention to its mark on the neck (I FORGOT THE NAME SORRY). Just a gentle nsfw if possible, thanks in advance! I'm sorry, I don't know English well, so sorry for the bad spelling. 😭

My favourite.

Scar x Top!Male Reader

-fluff, soft nsfw (no sex, just foreplay.)

-thank you for the request and kind words! I hope this is alright.

Scar whimpered in your lap, hips sliding him back and forth into you. Smiling at the males desperation to be touched, your hands made their way around his neck. He looked at you with a hazy, glossed over expression.

Your thumb ran across his tacet mark delicately, his breathe hitched at the feeling. The male smiled, raising his chin to allow better access to his throat.

You needed no more instructions, leaning in and softly kissing the mark.

Peppering gentle kisses along the black design on his skin, his breath became laboured with the excitement building in his chest.. Scar felt as if he would pass out when your hands gently squeezed the sides of his neck.

Nipping at the end of the etched mark, a soft chuckle of yours tickled his neck but he tensed up. He pulled away from you, arms still wrapped around your neck as he leaned in and caught your lips. With an aroused desperation he sucked and bit at your lips, responding to your quick acceptance with parted lips- he was yours, indefinitely, his whole body was yours to explore.

Scar relished in the tender touch you had, never had he experienced such a love- to be at the end of all your endless affection had his chest exploding with nothing but excitement for the future you would share together.

He whined quietly when you pulled your mouth from his, disappointed at the lost connection.

You returned to kissing and biting his tacet mark.

It was sensitive, almost painful with the way you abused the spot. The feeling was indescribable, the jolts it send down his spine, the dull pang of hypersensitivity, how it made him flinch with every nip and lap you took to his skin.

The male mewled when you sucked on the soft skin, music to your ears with every breathy moan and whine he made.

His hips started to buck and grind against you, needy for friction with the special attention his neck was getting. You laid him down, his loose shirt exposing more than it ought to as he slid up to get comfortable.

Scar couldn’t help but smile up at you, intently waiting as you got on top of him and kissed his nose. Wrapping your arms under his waist, he brought his hips up- his hard on brushing against your body making him shudder.

“You’re so pretty.”

He blushed and bit his lip- yelping at your hand palming him overtop his pants.

Before he could react in any protest, your lips peppered kisses over his facial scars.

He wasn’t insecure about them, it was only that his chest had yet again swelled with love and warmth with the soft lips that fluttered over them with such care. Such dignity.

You weren’t scared of his scars, you didn’t mind them or even really show any care outside of these moments.

You weren’t scared of his tacet marks.

You weren’t scared of him.

“Please.. mark my neck, I want to see how much you love me.”

Smiling, you nodded and left a long lick down the side of his neck and got to work marking him down to his collarbone.

Only when you got near the mark again did you take more care to not hurt him.. it drove him crazy.

Your breathe, your warm tongue passing over, even the near suckling sound he heard and felt with every new mark drove his head into a dizzied craze.

That damn tacet mark would be the death of him, one way or another.

But, at least this way it was by you.

He would die by your hands any day, and he would take your love and adoration for eternity.

#wuthering waves x male reader #wuwa x male reader #scar x male reader #wuthering waves x reader #wuwa scar x male reader

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linos-luna · 1 year ago

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can i have my very first request? 🥺 this is like a Jeongin fluff one (?) but i want an imagine where the reader randomly gets a kitten and Jeongin was like so happy that i bought us a pet 😭💕 but later on i get more attention to the cat and Jeongin was like getting sooo jealous and he turns more obsessed with me something like that haha. thanks!!

Sounds cute!

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Kitty Cat ☁️🔪

Jeongin x Fem!Reader

Warnings: jealousy, some yandere behavior?, mention of somnophilia, a little suggestive

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You were so happy to get a new pet. It was unexpected but you couldn’t help yourself when seeing the kitten.

Your boyfriend was surprised but if it made you happy, he was happy. Well… for a little bit.

You named the kitten Mr. Mittens. He was a tuxedo cat and it looked like he had mittens over his paws.

Mr. Mittens went all over the house with you. You’d let him sleep in the bed and carry him around.

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One night Jeongin came home from work. He was exhausted and just happy to see you.

However, you weren’t at the door waiting for him. Or on the couch watching movies until he came home. You always waited for him.

Your boyfriend walked to the bedroom only to see you tucked in and sleeping with the kitten. You looked so adorable.

Jeongin quickly changed and laid next to you. He wanted to kiss you but you rolled to your side facing away, the kitten snuggling into your stomach while purring.

“Noona…” he said in a loud whisper while poking your side.

“Mm…?” You were half asleep and only moved slightly, not even turning to look at him. “Oh you’re back…. That’s good.”

Jeongin pouted. He was hoping to come home to you showering him with love. He loves that. He loves your attention.

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In the morning, Jeongin woke up seeing that you weren’t there. Instead just the little cat in your spot.

“Good morning, baby.” You say cheerfully while entering the room.

“Hi noona—…”

You walked past him then picked up the cat and kissed it’s head.

“Hi. I made breakfast!” You said with a smile while patting your boyfriend’s head.

Jeongin frowned. Where’s his kiss?

He followed you out and sat down seeing the pancakes on the table.

“They look good, noona.” He said while waiting for you.

“Thank you baby.” You smiled while sitting and putting the kitten on your lap.

Jeongin waited a moment before realizing that you started eating.

He didn’t mean to sound spoiled but when you made pancakes you normally would put the butter and syrup on for him and even get him a drink. But right now… nothing!

“Noona…? Are you doing anything important today?” He asked while cutting his pancakes.

“Hm… not really…” you replied while thinking about it. “I’m going to pick up some more cat food and groceries from the store but that’s it.”

“Can I come with you?”

“Yeah of course.” You said while handing him a napkin.

“Mr. Mittens isnt coming right?”

“Of course not, silly.” You laughed.

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As the both of you looked around the store, you found the cat food you were looking for and some toys.

“Which one do you think he’d like?” You asked while looking at the different brands. “There’s so many!”

“I don’t know…” he mumbled with a shrug while standing with the cart.

“I’ll try this I guess?” You said while putting it in the cart.

“What do you want for dinner, baby?” You asked while looking at the list on your phone.

“Why don’t you ask Mr. Mittens…” he grumbled.

“Hey.” You paused. “Are you okay?”

“You’re spending lots of time with the cat…” he frowned.

“Aw. Jeongin.” You teased. “Is my baby boy jealous of a kitten?”

Your boyfriend blushed, looking around to see if anyone was listening.

“You just love being taken care of, hm?” You said with a pout while petting his hair. “You’re just so cute.”

“Noona please…” Jeongin always loved your attention but was a little embarrassed since you were in public.

“While Mr. Mittens is still a baby, I have to take care of him.” You said with a sigh. “He’ll be self sufficient as an adult.”

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A few weeks pass and you’re still giving all the attention to the cat. Jeongin was getting to a breaking point.

Why aren’t you taking care of him?

Why aren’t you waiting for him after work?

You’re not even that sexually active anymore!

It was all too much for him and he started getting desperate for your attention.

One night, while in bed, Jeongin started kissing your cheek then to your lips. You were glad to kiss back and he soon moved on top of you.

As jeongin made out with you, lightly grinding against you, making you whimper a bit into the kiss.

Before he could do anything else, you hear a sudden crash in the kitchen then a small meow.

“Oh! What happened?!” You said, trying to sit up.

“He probably just knocked something over.” Jeongin said and he tried kissing you again.

“I hope he’s not hurt.” You said while getting up.

Jeongin sighed as you left the room and came back with the small cat.

“He’s okay.” You said happily while putting him on the bed. You got back under the sheets and the cat cuddled up next to you.

This pissed off Jeongin. He went to the restroom to calm down. He sighed while looking in the mirror.

Does noona not love me?? He thought to himself. It tore him up. No way he’s going to be replaced by a cat!

By the time he got back, you had fallen asleep. He moved the cat to the foot of the bed and snuggled up close, hugging you from behind.

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The next day you had plans for a girls night. It’s been awhile since you and your friends have gotten together.

Jeongin didn’t want you to go but he knew you planned this a while back and it wouldn’t be fair.

You left after telling your boyfriend to watch Mr.Mittens, but of course he wasn’t going to do that.

Jeongin thought you didn’t want to take care of him anymore. Maybe you don’t love him! He doesn’t want to obsess over these thoughts but he can’t help it.

He wants to know exactly what you were up to. No way you’d cheat on him but he just wanted to be sure.

While at the bar and grill restaurant he spied on you, acting as a customer in a table not too far from yours.

He watched as you took a round of shots and giggled with your friends. No boys, that’s good.

After eating, your little friend group moved inside to play some games. There was pool, darts, and karaoke. Your friends picked pool for now.

You weren’t into that game so you just watched.

Jeongin followed you inside, sitting at the bar, trying not to look suspicious.

“You know… something don’t feel right…” you said to you friend as you looked around the area.

“What do you mean?”

“Not sure… but it feels like someone’s watching me.”

“Really?” She teased.

“No I’m serious Karina!” You frowned. “All day.”

“You’re telling me that someone has been watching you from when we had dinner to now?” She laughed. “That’s bold.”

“Probably some guy.” Your other friend said, budding into the conversation while taking a drink. “Some desperate loner.”

“Hm. You’re probably right.” You said as you continued looking around, seeing if any man is acting shy or awkward.

“By the way, how’s it going with your boyfriend?” Karina asked curiously.

“It’s going fine.”

Jeongin could just barely hear the conversation but had a feeling it was about him.

“Do you ever think you do too much for him?”

“What do you mean?” You asked while drinking some water.

“I mean, you practically take care of him.” Karina shrugged. “He seems dependent on you.”

“Oh he’s not dependent on me.” You laugh. “I just like taking care of things. But he can do fine on his own.”

“Really?”

“Well yeah. That’s how I show love I guess.” You said while thinking about it. “And I love him a lot.”

Jeongin couldn’t hear but it seemed like they weren’t saying anything negative.

After some more drinking, your friends dropped you off at your place and luckily Jeongin was able to beat you there.

You were tipsy, not drunk but close to it. Jeongin let you in and you went straight to looking for the cat.

“Where’s my kitty cat?” You pouted while looking around. “I miss him.”

Jeongin frowned and led you to the bathroom.

“Jeongin? Where’s Mr. Mittens?” You said with a giggle as he cleaned off your make up with a wipe. “I miss himmmm.”

“He’s in the bedroom.” Your boyfriend replied impatiently as he led you out.

You instantly laid on the bed. Your legs dangling off the side as your head wasn’t even on the pillow yet. You were exhausted and was already drifting off to sleep.

“Noona.” Jeongin nudged you. “Noona! I want to cuddle! You promised!”

“Not now baby..,” you mumbled with your eyes still closed.

“Noona!” He was annoyed now. You go out and the first thing you ask about is the cat? What about him?? And you said you’d love him tonight! You’d cuddle and more. He’s needy and wants you now!

Jeongin moved the cat from the bed to the living room, then closing the door so he wouldn’t came back in.

Your boyfriend moved you up so that your head was on the pillows. He took off your necklace and unzipped your pants. He put on your pajama pants but now he had an idea.

He lifted your shirt. You weren’t wearing a bra but actually one of those strapless sticky things to cover your nipples.

Jeongin gently took them off before putting another shirt on.

He had an idea. He was needy so…

His desperation was getting the better of him but it was justified right?

A few weeks ago there was a conversation the two of you had where he mentioned somnophilia and you didn’t seem completely against it. So what’s the harm?

Jeongin lowered his pants but paused.

He can’t do this.

Sure he’s needy but this wasn’t right.

It was difficult to control himself but he only laid next to you.

“J-Jeongin…?” You mumbled.

“Shhh… go back to sleep noona…” he responded while putting his hand over your eyes as if to cover and close them. “Shhh…”

“Jeon—…” your voice trailed off as you fell asleep again.

He leaned over to give you a kiss before you actually turned over and cuddled into him. You were deep in sleep and held onto him.

Jeongin heard a small meow at the door and smiled to himself.

“I won.”

#kpop #kpop x reader #kpop imagines #fanfic #kpop smut #skz x reader #stray kids smut #stray kids x poc reader #stray kids #skz #skz scenarios #skz imagines #jeongin x reader #stray kids jeongin #stray kids yang jeongin #Jeongin x poc reader #jeongin fluff #skz jeongin #yang jeongin

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spenglersweetheart · 7 months ago

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Hello it’s me again with another Ray request

Ray with a reader who can sing, like they sing ballads and stuff like that and always wanted to be on broadway but had a passion for science instead. I just wanna sing for my baby 😭😭😭

this is actually so adorable 🥹 fun random fact about me i used to be a musical theatre major lol

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Sing Me to Sleep

Ray Stantz x Reader

WARNINGS : none!

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THE GHOSTBUSTERS WERE KNOWN NOT TO REALLY SLEEP. You would often find yourself walking through the halls as well most parts of the night. It's weird, really. Making sure that the rest of them went to sleep before you went to sleep. Maybe you just cared more about their sleeping habits than yours. But, it could be something else.

You were actually downstairs at the Firehouse, as you're the one who relieved Janine out for the night. But after you did that, you head upstairs to the sleeping quarters. When you got up there, you immediately scoped out the room to see who had been sleeping.

Your eyes land on Egon. You know he's asleep. He sleeps like a rock. He's flat on his back. You find Peter, who's asleep. He's drooling on his pillow. Winston was asleep, too. Although he slept on his side, you can slightly hear him snoring.

Your head tilts to the side. You walk over Ray's bed and you find that he isn't asleep. That he's just turned over. You lean down to him, slight worried expression written all over your face.

"How come you're not sleeping?"

"Can't sleep," Ray told you, "I've been tossing and turning all night."

"Really? How come?" You ask him.

"Dunno."

This was the second day that Ray had gone without sleep. You weren't going to let that happen. You wanted him to rest. You guys were always busy. It's like that time that you caught Egon sleeping in his lab and his eyes were still on the microscope.

He looks up at you. "Could you sing to me?"

Only Ray knew this, but you were a singer. Not very professional, but you knew most of the technique. Your dream for the longest time was to be an actress on the Broadway stage. Though, you didn't know if you were ever going to get there.

"Sing to you," you repeat. You thought for a moment before you asked, "What do you want me to sing to you?"

Ray gives a shrug. "Anything really," he answered, "Maybe one of those showtunes you hum around here."

A chuckle escaped your lips. You motion him over. He laid his head onto your lap. Your first instinct is to run your hand through his hair. You do this repeatedly, just to soothe him. You start to sing.

"Don't cry for me, Argentina / The truth is I never left you / All through my wild days / My mad existence / I kept my promise / Don't keep your distance."

Evita was a show that has hit you in your feels. You saw it and your life was changed when you walked out of that theatre. And to think that they were actually making that into a movie. You look down, as you sing to Ray, you can see his eyes closing. You keep singing for him.

"And as for fortune, and as for fame / I never invited them in / Though it seemed to the world they were all I desired / They are illusions ..."

Between the singing and the repeating of your hand running through his hair, Ray had fallen asleep in no time. When you notice this, you carefully set his head down on his pillow. You run your hand through his hair one more time before you give a gentle kiss to his forehead.

"Goodnight, Ray ..." You whisper to him before you carefully stand back up.

You left the bedrooms, humming the song that you just sang to him. But before you leave, you look back, just to make sure that he's sleeping. And when you find that he is, you make it out of the room before going home for the night.

#ghostbusters #ray stantz x reader #ray x reader #ray stantz #spence's small fics #the-did-i-ask

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angelsnkisses · 1 year ago

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fluffy headcanons - gabriel <3

💟 sfw 💟

warnings: none!

made a gabe gif cause there weren't any <3 sorry for the quality holy shit 😭

let's pretend that by some miracle, his family didn't ship him off to the hospital after the whole incident after all. they convinced alice's dad to not press charges, but he never saw her again. he started working harder to contol him impulses, met you, and even got to move into your apartment with you :) now, let's begin.

• gabe would love your apartment. he likes that you have it all set up and decorated, instead of plain or minimalistic.

• he would lounge around with you when you were both home from work, always laying his head in your lap while you were reading a book or spooning you on the couch while you were watching a movie.

• he'd be very hygienic, always muttering to himself about being a 'clean machine'. you honestly found it adorable, and it wasn't like he was hurting anything by being clean.

• you guys would go to the diner he showed you twice a week, and he would always order the same thing (hash and eggs with cheese :) plus a copious amount of ketchup).

• he'd like going on walks with you around the area of the city you lived in, which was fairly quiet. he'd especially like going at night, when the street lamps were the only thing illuminating the quiet streets and no one was around to interrupt you guys.

• he'd help you make dinner when you guys have the time <3. some days you'd order take out, it just depended on how work went for the two of you.

• he'd compliment you so much!!

"is that shirt mine? you look so pretty."

"i love your eyes, they're beautiful.."

"your hair looks different, did you change something? i like it :)."

• he'd like sitting with you outside when he smokes, whether you smoke or not. if you did, he would share with you or offer you your own.

• he'd love spooning you, he'd love when you laid on his chest, he'd love laying his head on your stomach with his arms hugging your waist.. pretty much any way he could touch you, he loved.

• if you had any pets, he would probably be obsessed with them. always giving them treats, cuddling up to them on the couch, etc. it'd be so adorable, and you would have several photos.

• nights with you would be his absolute favorite. he'd love cuddling up with you, muttering to you about his day and such before you both went to sleep.

• he would always be clinging to you when you woke up, he'd just love you so much <3.

A/N: today was so funnn omg, i got to hang out with my favorite people <3. hope you enjoyed, there's not enough gabe content on here :).

#rory culkin #mdni #angelsnkisses #gabriel #gabriel 2014 #culkin cult

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mrschristensen · 1 month ago

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Kinktober Day 10 (10/10): Body Worship starring Kurt Matheson

Kinktober Masterlist

WARNINGS: smut (READ AT YOUR OWN RISK), female s/o, dom Kurt/sub s/o, body worship, slight breeding kink, slight orgasm denial, oral (fem receiving), lmk if I missed any!

synopsis: He was relieved to find you were okay and that you weren’t harmed, so he brought you back to his bunker. Of course, it was because he cared about you and wanted you to be safe; however, there was a lot more that had strung along, and a little something called love.

-> I’m sorry it’s so short, I had like no ideas 😭 my brain is mush

WC: 458 words

It was something she should’ve expected when Kurt offered her a stay in his bunker. They were very close, and she couldn’t deny she had feelings for him, but she strictly kept it a friend thing because she thought he would never feel the same. However, she was quite blind to the fact he was practically head over heels for her.

So here she was, laid back on his bed in the corner (that he so thankfully had in the surprisingly cozy space), watching as he kissed her body. He started at her ankles, then worked his way up to her neck ever so slowly, taking his time with each kiss, lick, bite. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, kissing the shell of her ear. “Can’t believe you’re finally mine.”

He whispered words of praise to her, softly explaining what he loved about each and every part of her body. She simply exhaled in response, savoring the feeling of his lips on her skin as he made his way back down. “Every single part of you is gorgeous,” he continued in a quiet tone, coming to stop right above her mound. He spread her folds with his fingers, showing off her greedy hole and throbbing clitoris. “Look at you… all worked up f’me.”

He pressed a kiss to her clit, making her hips jolt slightly. He smirked against her, loving how sensitive and responsive she was to his touch, before pressing his arm into her abdomen to prevent further movement. Then he dove right in, lapping her up like a man starved, alternating from tongue fucking her entrance to licking, kissing and sucking on her clit.

He teased her a lot with it, bringing her close to the edge and then stopping for a few minutes, making her whine and huff in defeat. It was absolutely adorable.

“Awh, poor baby…” he cooed with false sympathy, gently stroking her stomach, “you jus’ needa be nicely filled up, huh? ‘Till we get that positive?”

She seemed to get the hint from what he was implying, since he could practically smell her arousal dripping from her core. It only spurred him on, further awakening the primal desires inside him, and he decided she could have her long awaited orgasm.

He doubled his efforts, rubbing her clit in tight circles when his mouth wasn’t stimulating it, making sure she reached a certain point before he let her go over the edge.

He watched as she came so beautifully, so perfectly, and he couldn’t help but feel pure pride at the fact that it was him that made her react such a way. He knew, deep down, he’d never be able to let her go again.

#ch: kurt matheson #kurt matheson #mrschristensen #kurt matheson smut #hayden christensen #hayden christensen smut #kinktober 2024 #kinktober #kinktober prompts #smut #mrschristensen's kinktober 2024

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mustainegf · 7 months ago

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I JUST SAW YOU WRITE FOR MARTY??? Omg, it's so rare for people to write about him 😭

Can you write anything with him, it doesn't have to be smut but it's your choice, maybe something wholesome?

Maybe some date, or marty comforting the reader, or inviting the reader to see megadeth having a practice session, or them playing videogames or doing something fun and cuddling after? Those are just a few ideas i had so you can choose 😭

I just feel there's a lack of marty fics </33

I did a few little mish mashes of ideas sooooo

RIGHT!?! Omg I love Marty so much he’s such a cutie

Idk I hope you like it!!!

For the comfort I totally picture this guy to comfort you after a bad dream

I woke up gasping, heart racing, in a sweat. I don't have bad dreams often. But this one felt so real. I could still feel it.

The panic. The fear. My hands were shaking and my stomach was churning. Marty stirred by my side, groaning as he tiredly opened to eyes in confusion.

"What's wrong honey?" He asked groggily, sitting up.

I couldn't say anything, the unsettling feeling still gnawing at my bones.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself. "Talk to me, hun." Marty reached over, pulling me close to him. With a surrendering sigh, I laid my head on his chest, carefully playing with his tight curls.

His heart beat against my cheek and that made me feel better. After a while of listening to the sound, I finally spoke up. "Nightmare," I admitted as her continued stroking my back softly.

"You're safe, you don't gotta worry, hun." His words soothed me, his heart still thumping under my ear.

"Lay down, try and sleep, I'm right here," Marty cooed, laying me back down and holding me close.

OR GOING TO THEIR RECORDING STUDIO OMG

I sat on the old squishy couch, watching the guys record. Marty kept giving me goofy glances.

He was too cute. He'd smile stupidly back at me, taking any chance he could just to look at me. Or check my reaction every time he finished a solo.

The guys definitely noticed him doing this aswell.

Teasing how much of a lovesick puppy he was.

Every time Marty would glance over at me, Nick would aswell, staring wide eyes at me just to piss of Marty.

I giggle at the two of them, having to cover my mouth as to not ruin their recording.

The video games Omgg I can’t, he’s too adorable

I sat in Marty's lap, my fingers dancing quickly over the shitty buttons of the controller. Marty's arms wrapped around my waist as he played alongside me. Of course he was beating me in the only video game I was good at.

I tried my hardest to beat him but his reflexes were too fast. It was no fair that he was still able to beat me after all these years. I swear it was all the guitar playing, it made his fingers too quick.

"You're so bad, I could almost feel sorry for you," Marty teased, nudging me slightly.

"Whatever," I huffed, pressing my cheek against his.

"Give me a kiss, and maybe I'll let you win," Marty shrugged, his flowing curls bouncing at his shoulders.

I leaned in, scattering kisses over his cheeks and jaw, forcing him to topple over and let go of his controller.

He pulled me down with him as he fell back into the couch. “No you said I could win!” I whined, a wide smile pulling at my lips. “You gotta play the player, not the game sweetheart,” he chuckled, setting a kiss on my temple.

IM SORRY IF ITS SHORT I WAS JUST SO EXCITED WHEN SOMEONE ASKED FOR MARTY STUFF I LOVE HIM SO MUVH 😭🤍🤍

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jellyfishcake · 2 years ago

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I read your cuphead fluff headcanons they're adorable can you write some of mugman. Thank you in advance ( I'm extremely happy due to season three ᐠ( ᐛ )ᐟ

He loves to read and sometimes would read the book to you if you're up to it

He would get jealous of his bother when you're with him sometimes

You guys would lay in bed and cuddle in peace and quiet[until cuphead ruins it]

Holding hand are a must he loves to hold you hands he would kiss you hand sometimes

If you do something risky he would feel up with anxiety and hug you after

He would show you his dance moves chalice showed him

When you guys do chores or make a fort you guys would laugh at stupid jokes and sometimes make fun of cuphead

You guys would dance to music

He would ask cuphead for some advice when you guys got together

He would be shy to show affection around people even his bother

He would have to warm up to you so stay patient with him

Let him lay his head on you lap and if you hum he would fall asleep on you lap

You're guys first kiss would be an accident

Sorry for not posting my mental health wasn't good and I just laid in my bed and didn't want to do anything. So sorry for not posting. 😭

#cuphead dlc #the cuphead show #cuphead x reader #the devil #cuphead headcanons #mugman x reader #cuphead and mugman

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astraysimp · 1 year ago

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Matching Halloween costumes with Skz :Maknae line 🤭

Warnings:fluffy, gn!reader(if i make boo boos I'm sorry:(((), if this is poo...also sorry it's 1am 😭😭

☺️enjoy

Han Jisung:

Here's the backstory, you and jisung have known and been best friends for YEARS...I'm talking preschool days. So...matching costumes have been a longstanding tradition between the two of you, your first matching costumes being bumblebees (you two indeed went around "stinging" people and buzzing). Since you and Jisung were now dating and have been for the past two years(which you somehow hid from almost everyone) it meant the costumes meant even more. The costumes were great, a full bee suit(minus the face,) it was black and yellowed striped of course, with a plastic stinger on the butt, white wings on the back and to top it off little antenna headbands 🥹. Evert year was something new, one of you picking costumes or deciding on a costume together . Which lead to this...

Jisung loves anime-demon slayer, Naruto, one piece, my hero academia-you name it and he's seen it. You on the other hand were not the biggest fan, and naturally he'd wanted to dress as anime characters. He'd been scrolling the internet looking for perfect costumes , and when I say scrolling I mean, looking at all the websites he could , checking amazon, Etsy, costume stores, THE WHOLE 9 YARDS.

"Sungie, do we really have to be anime characters this year?" You had whined to him for what seemed like the 100th time. "Yah, buggie of course we do! Come ooonnn , I'll find us the cutest costumes , please please please. Pleassseee for your sungieeeee pleaaasseeee." Jisung had pouted, jutting his lower lip out and batting his big eyes at you, as he laid across your lap. "Aissshhh, sungie I don't even know who these characters are," you'd protested back and you pinched his cheeks." B-but it's special for meeeee AND you picked our costumes last year, buggie!" Indeed, you did:deciding to dress up as Mario and princess peach , because you were his princess and he was always there to save you-just like Mario. Anywaysss, y/n sighed in defeat as you knew they knew Jisung would win this battle "yah you better find us really cute costumes then,hm?" They'd playfully argued, with a gentle boop to his nose. At which, Jisung giggled and clapped his hands, his endearing heart shaped smile coming into full view,"waahhh of course. Only the cutest for my baby, my princess, my buggie, my pookie wookie," he'd pulled his phone out which (unsurprisingly) had about 10 different anime couple costumes loaded.

Jisung pouted and held his phone out to you," buggie boo, who should we be? Bulma and goku.....or.....maki and okkutso yuta...shinji and rei!?" He'd peered up at you, a pout still adorning his face. " sungie...I love you but I don't know who any of those characters are, bubba. As long as you're happy ,I'm happy." You'd admonished, looking down at the puffy cheeked boy in your lap. "Mmmm....maki and okkutso it is!" He giggled , placing the order for your costumes on his phone.

Lee Felix:

This would be your first Halloween with felix, having only been dating for 6 months. So, you knew you'd wanted costumes to be special. You both wanted something cute, that would fit with your personalities, yet also be silly. It'd taken a little convincing to get him to agree. You'd argued the costumes would match your personalities amazing yet also suit your relationship. The costumes being anger and joy from Inside Out-felix being joy and y/n being anger.

Felix being joy just made sense- he's a walking ball of sunshine 🥹 spreading happiness and warmth wherever he goes. Y/n on the other hand, a little hot headed, and has a temper, that can only be calmed by a certain Aussie. So, there you two were , Halloween night, in your cute little costumes, hosting your party.

Felix felt adorable, even though he won't admit it. Grabbing your hand, he pulled you to the photo station , insisting you had pictures taken. Him wearing his yellow shirt with blue flowers, yellow pants to match, standing next to the love of his life, you. "Aaahhh smile baby! My little anger ball." He'd teased as you posed looking mad. So you did exactly that, how could you not be happy when you had a ball of sunshine standing next to you?" Bobokie, say cheese, sunshine!" *click* "what pose should we do next ?" He'd asked you , trying to think something up before the camera clicked again. "Hm....how about something silly, sunshine," y/n had pondered at her boyfriend, arm hugging his midsection. If silly was what y/n wanted, that's what they'd get. So...Felix crossed his eyes , putting his hands up by his head as to look like rays of light while y/n pouted, cheeks puffed out, eyebrows furrowed and arms crossed over their chest...then *click

The couple had one picture left to take....and y/n had been thinking about what pose they should do, completely not hearing what Felix had been saying. "Y/n? Baby, do you have an idea? The photographer is getting the camera ready." He looked down at y/n, arm around their shoulder, eyes filled with love. Y/n looked up at Felix, suddenly snapped out of their thoughts. "Oh, sorry baby! Just was thinking of a pose," they'd mumbled out to him, sheepishly blushing for zoning out. Felix had never felt so in love, all he could do was lovingly cradle his lovers cheek, leaning in to press a kiss to their forehead and let out a low laugh."it's okay my love." He'd whisper against their forehead before resting his forehead against theirs. So engrossed in their moment, neither Felix nor y/n heard the soft click of the camera, the photographer deciding to capture that moment, the two of them looking into each others eyes so full of love, foreheads resting on one another's, as Felix hand cradled their cheek, soft love filled smiles on both of their faces ...it was picture perfect

Kim seungmin:

If Seungmin was anything it was a menace. So, when he got a partner, the menace level was doubled. You see, some couple go for cheesy costumes like a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, some do cute like Cinderella and Prince Charming. But , you and Seungmin? No...you went the menace route. You both deciding to be Tiffany and Chucky.

You two were dedicated! Y/n bought special effects makeup, wigs and everything else needed to perfect the look. The night of the Halloween party would be interesting...but getting ready would be worse...

They both had their outfits on, y/n fully done up. They already had the wig on , makeup-thinly drawn on eyebrows, black lipstick and dark eyeshadow- and contacts in. On the other hand ...Seungmin only had his outfit ,wig and contacts on-that was easy."Yah! Seungminnie...stay still! I need to do the fake scars!" They'd whined , straddling their boyfriend, trying to apply the cosmetic scar decals to his face. "It's cold," Seungmin would protest, trying to push their hands away. "Yah! Just stay still, all I need to do is put the scars on , add the little bit of redness and add the staples. It's not going to take long!" They'd argue back, not budging from the lap of their fidgeting boyfriend. "Waahhhhh noooo. This is enough!" Seungmin would whine, shaking his head," yah! Kim seungmin! This was your idea! Stay still...or no kisses!" That was his breaking point ....no kisses? That was going too far . " okay okay...fine. I'll stay still but ...you owe me 10 kisses for threatening to take them away from me." He'd deadpanned. "Yeah yeah yeah, now let me finish."

Yang Jeongin:

Jeongin was new to relationships...but if there was one thing he wasn't new to...it was being a fashion icon. That meant whatever costumes you wore... had to be fashionable, at least fashionable enough for him. That's what lead you to the costume store...

"Yah...they all look...cheap!" Jeongin exclaimed, as you had been walking down the aisle of costumes. "Innie....they're not exactly supposed to look super expensive...you wear them once." Y/n had conceded, running their spare hand along his arm. "Yeah but still....the material is so....cheap...and the costumes are expensive!" He'd rebutted , gliding his hand along a clown costume. "Ssshhhh, innie it's okayyyyyyy." They whined , letting go of his hand briefly , only to wrap both arms around his midsection. "This looks cute , hm?" Y/n suggested , pointing to a bar or and Ken costume.

"It's cute....and still fashionable innie?" They smiled up at him as he pulled the costumes from the shelf. "Yeah...I think we'd pull them off...should we try them on?" Jeongin wondered, resting his cheek on the top of their head, feeling the movement of them nodding. Off to the fitting rooms they went...pulling the articles of clothing out of the bags. Y/n slipped into the pink vest and flared pants, accompanied by stars on the back pockets with a silver sparkly cowboy hat. Doing a once over in the mirror, they smiled and peeked their head out of the door..."innie...you ready?"

"I'm ready!" They'd heard him say, before hearing the door to his fitting room open. "Wwwaahhh so handsome!!!" Y/n exclaimed , clapping their hands, looking at jeongin. "Does it look okay?y/nnie?" He shyly asked, Reaching out to hold their hand. "You look amazing, my fashionista," y/n cooed, leaning up to kiss his cheek. "How do I look? Do I make a cute barbie?" They giggled and spun around , still holding his hands. Suddenly, Jeongin had pulled y/n to him, squishing their cheeks together. "Yyaahhh, you make a perfect barbie. You'd make a perfect anything. My baby, my y/nnie!" He'd giggled and pressed kisses to your face. Giggling, y/n leaned back and nodded." Okay so...barbie and Ken it is! Now , let's change and buy these so we can go eat! I'm craving cheese tteokbeokki!" Nodding his head, Jeongin let them go, and back into his fitting room he went...he never thought he'd be into matching costumes...but with his y/nnie..Jeongin was down to do anything

~~hi besties! This is part 2 of matching costumes with Skz! I hope you enjoyed it!🩷🩷

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