#and sometimes he will sneak for a cuddle as a way to melt my grumpy heart and blush

[ddjsocxcanonrambles]

Somehow I crave for some nap/sleepytime romantic f/os imagines with both Al and Brook (or sometimes sleepy headcanons LOL)

I’m a sucker for these since I do tend to take naps and thinking about it makes me want to snuggle my two silly guys.

Especially how they snore and I’ll melt if one of them snore whistles, or legit get knocked when they get lulled to sleep by a lullaby ( like rockabye baby *Blushes hard*)

Anyways have a great day and *Snores 😴*

[minranghae]

touch | 18+

》 pairing: c.jongho x f!reader

》 genre: hurt/comfort, smut, fluff

》 warnings: ceo!jongho, grumpy jongho, whiny reader, hurt/comfort, smut, piv, oral (f. receiving), fingering, piv, pet names (princess, baby, etc.), aftercare, makeup sex, age gap (not a major plot point)

》 wc: 4.2k

》 thank you so much for reading this, it's my first full fic that i've written on here!!!!! if i forgot any tags, please lmk :) reblogs are greatly appreciated <3 also, the main song i listened to when i wrote this was versace on the floor by bruno mars

“Jongho, sweetheart, don’t you think you should come to bed now? I think you deserve a break,” you whine as you enter his office, a pout forming on your lips seeing his still, working figure.

You take a moment to admire his features on your way in. His dark hair that perfectly framed his face, those piercing eyes that seemed to cut through you every time he looked at you, and those strong arms you just loved to be wrapped in whenever he hugged you.

Well, that was if he did decide to hug you. Just as strong as his arms is Jongho’s work ethic. Sure, any CEO is bound to be busy. When you’re busy it’s easy to get stressed, and when Jongho gets stressed, it’s as if you don’t exist. He was never super touchy to begin with, but every morning he retreats to his home office without even a hug or a kiss. Just a simple good morning, or sometimes, nothing at all. With Jongho’s already packed schedule and new business plans, it’s clear you weren’t going to get his attention any time soon. But, who would you be if you didn’t at least try to get some from him? 

Making your way to his desk, you prepared yourself to put on your cutest face; wide puppy-dog eyes and a sad lip bite at the ready, but with the way Jongho looked up at you, the only emotion present on your face was nervousness. You could see the dark bags forming under his eyes, seemingly becoming darker by the second, and paired with his furrowed eyebrows, you began to think maybe it would've been better to just cuddle with your teddy bear tonight.

“I-it’s just when you work so hard like this, you don’t seem happy at all, you know? I just want to see you smile again. I know, I know, work is busy and you have deadlines and all that, but can’t you just come sleep with me… just this once? I miss you holding me every night. I feel so lonely, Jongie,” You pleaded with him in your shakiest voice. Maybe that would convince him, if he just saw how desperate you were to spend some time with him. Fidgeting with your hands, you awaited his response. Too anxious to look up at him, you focused your sight on the floor beneath you.

“Y/n, you know I can’t do that right now. It’ll get better, but I really need some quiet right now. So…” He looked at you with pursed lips, then quickly looked back towards the door. A silent signal that it was your time to leave. You weren’t going to let him get rid of you that quickly though. No, he just had to see it your way.

“Jongie, are you sure?” You questioned him with a higher pitch, using the nickname you know he usually melts for. He just leaned forward in his chair, pushing his glasses further up on his nose, trying to regain his focus. He let out a soft hum, acknowledging you, but deciding not to indulge you. 

Soon, you find yourself sneaking behind him, your hands resting on his shoulders. You tried to press a kiss to his cheek, but he shrugged you off quickly with a huff of annoyance.

“Y/n, stop bothering me. I’ve got some really important stuff to catch up with here. Stop being so clingy.” Jongho breathed out, frustration evident in his words.

God, you’re such an idiot. Did you really expect this little plan of yours to work? Jongho is a busy man. You really shouldn’t bother him just because you’re feeling neglected. Sure, the bed is cold at night, but he does so much for you. You wouldn’t have the lifestyle you do without him. If you two hadn’t met that day two years ago, you'd still be a broke college student, struggling to make ends meet. Maybe instead of interrupting him, you should just be thankful for what you have. At the end of the day, at least he’s there.

“Yeah, you’re right,” you whispered, tears welling in your eyes, “I’m sorry for interrupting Jongho. Won’t happen again.”

And with that, you scurried out of the office and back into your shared bedroom. The shared bedroom that was slowly becoming just yours each and every day.

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Knock. Knock. Knock.

Your eyes shot open. 

“God, what time is it?” You murmured to yourself, words slurring together. The bright light from your phone nearly blinded you as you checked the clock. It was 3 am. He’s just finishing now? I wish he would get some proper rest.

“Can I come in?” Jongho’s voice broke into the room. He sounded serious. What if he was getting ready to break up with you? After all, Jongho had always been one to cut out unnecessary distractions from his life. Normally you admired that; his determination and drive was nothing short of excellence. His maturity and guidance was what first attracted you to him. But it broke your heart knowing that you were next on his chopping block.

Truth is, Jongho heard you crying. Really, you’re not subtle when you’re upset. He went to check in on you a few hours ago, actually. But when he saw his t-shirt draped over the teddy bear he’d given you months ago, your puffy eyes and tear stained cheeks pressed into said teddy bear, he knew he fucked up. The past few weeks had just been so stressful for him. With a never ending to-do list, Jongho didn’t have much time to think of anything else. 

He did think of you though. He always did. The picture of you two on vacation that sat on his desk never went a day without being picked up to be examined. It was one of the first things you two did together as a couple, and god, he wished he could go back. Jongho normally didn’t show much affection in public, instead opting to keep his cold appearance up. But being there with you was too much for him. It’s like you two were connected at the hip on that vacation. Everywhere you went, Jongho had his hand on your hip or around your shoulders. You just make him so happy, and he loses himself around you. Not that that’s a bad thing.

He never wanted to make you upset. But, he lost track of himself. Of course, that wasn’t an excuse, but maybe if you saw it his way then you’d be able to forgive him. After checking in on you earlier, Jongho devised a plan. He quickly got to work in his office, this time solely focusing on you. He first made a call to an assistant of his, apologizing for the late notice of his request, and asked for a bouquet of flowers. He wanted something sweet and dainty- something that reminded him of you. Thirty minutes later, the assistant showed up with a bouquet of Lily of the Valley flowers, beautifully tied together with green and purple ribbon. Next, Jongho wrote a sweet note, apologizing for his treatment of you over the past couple of weeks. It was always hard for Jongho to express himself verbally, so this would be the best course of action for him. Finally, he had taken off of work for a week, allowing time for him to devote himself completely to you. He swore to himself that wasn’t going to let himself upset you anymore, and it was finally time to show you that.

You looked up at Jongho as he poked his head in from behind the door. His eyes softened as they met yours. He began walking towards you with his hands behind his back, hiding his surprise for you. But with the way you jumped up and just about sprinted to him, it seemed like he was the one in for a surprise.

“Look, I know I messed up Jongho. I’m sorry, I really am! Just, please don’t break up with me,” you looked up at him, guilt wracking every part of your body, “I promise it won’t happen again. I even cleaned up around here! I figured I’d get some of the more unimportant things out of here for you.”

Jongho looked around the room. He noticed the lack of knick knacks you always seemed to bring home with you after a day out. The sheets were changed from the pink floral set that you adored to a plain white set. Everything in the room seemed dull. The only semblance of normalcy left in the room was the teddy bear sitting on the bed.

“I-” Jongho started, not quite realizing what an effect he’d had on you. You were never one to change so easily; it was one of the things he loved about you. This only made him feel worse. Not only that, but the way your voice shook as you talked and the obvious tears swelling in your water lines, Jongho had to stop himself from crying. 

“Sweetheart, I would never break up with you. You know that, right?” he reassured you, pulling out the bouquet and note he’d prepared. Your eyes lit up upon seeing this, confusion and relief swelling in your features simultaneously. 

“Here,” he said, sitting down on the foot of your bed, beckoning you to join him. Just before you could sit next to him though, he patted his leg, signaling you to sit in lap. As you do, his arms wrap around your waist, pulling you in as close to him as possible. He hands you the bouquet and note, allowing you a moment to look at the gift and read the note. As you read it, tears begin to fall down both of your faces. Sure, you felt like you needed to be touched like this, but you didn’t expect it to be as emotional as it was. As for Jongho, the guilt of hurting you had really begun to sting. Seeing you so broken up over a few absent-minded words had confused him at first. But once he finally had you in his arms again, he realized it had been weeks of neglect leading up to this point. He was hurting not only you, but himself, too. He just didn’t know he was doing it.

“I’m so sorry, honey. I never meant to hurt you like this,” he explained, wiping the tears away from your face and simply letting his own soak into his skin. His hands raked through your hair gently while he admired your face. “Never gonna let it happen again. Can’t believe I let this go for so long.”

“S’okay, Jongie,” you stammered out between soft cries. You tightened your arms around his neck even more, fingers gripping at shirt, as if he was going to leave any second. “I understand you’ve got a lot on your plate.”

“Princess, you’ll always be number one on my list. You’re my top priority,” he said, finally regaining his composure and moving you to straddle him. Taking the gifts from your hands, he gently placed them to the side and took your face into his hands. He circled his thumbs on your cheeks, quietly asking you to stop crying. 

“I missed this, Jongho. I just love you so much. I’m sorry I’m such a burden sometimes-” but before you could continue, he cut you off.

“Don’t apologize. I’m the one that should be sorry,” he looked deep into your eyes, making sure you internalized each word he said, “and I am. I’m so sorry, baby. I know how much you care, and I want you to know how much I care, too. I love you so, so much, darling. I know I’m not the best with my words, so will you let me make it up to you another way?” Jongho questioned, his fingers tracing the edge of your pajama shorts, occasionally sneaking underneath the fabric. His eyes met yours, looking needier than ever. 

With your nod of approval, Jongho lifted your shirt off your body, exposing your bare chest. His hands were quick to touch you, rubbing and pulling lightly at each nipple. You leaned into him further with each touch, and soon, your lips connected in a sweet, tender kiss. Jongho only deepened the kiss as he let his hands run freely over your body, as if he were rediscovering a terrain that he had begun to forget. His hands snuck inside your shorts, past the band of your underwear, and began to rub soft circles into your clit. Occasionally, his fingers would briefly slip into your hole, gathering some of your slick to use as a lubricant, still circling your clit at a steady pace.

Jongho pressed his forehead against yours in order to catch your attention, “How do you want me, baby?”

“Doesn’t matter, just want you, Jongie,” you babbled, so desperate for him to go faster with his ministrations. Your hips bucked onto his fingers each time they left your clit, hoping he’d slip a finger fully in.

“Mm-mm,” he hummed, “It’s all about you tonight. Tell me what you want, sweetheart,” he insisted. Awaiting a response, he pulled his hand from your shorts, eliciting a whine from you. He hooked his arms under your legs, picking you up and laying you down on the bed. Gently, he pulled your shorts and underwear off together in one go. You could almost see the sparkle in his eyes as they traversed your body. He leaned down leaving just inches between your faces, “You gonna answer me, baby?”

“I think I want your tongue-” you began, but before you could finish, Jongho had pulled you to the edge of the bed and kneeled down, coming face to face with your cunt. He lifted your bottom half up, placing one forearm under you and the other on top, letting your legs rest on top of his shoulders. He let one thumb come to your clit, picking up from where he left off earlier. It didn’t take him long to dive into your pussy. Lapping at it like a starved man, he’d drag his tongue up and down your soaked cunt, occasionally dipping his tongue into you. With each drag of his tongue, you could feel yourself getting closer to a release, but everytime Jongho heard an influx of moaning and felt your hips buck up, he’d slow down slightly, not wanting you to cum just yet.

“So pretty, princess,” He said, coming up for air. His mouth and chin glistened as he smiled up at you with nothing but affection. It was as if he were touching you for the first time all over again. He was trying to take things slow, wanting to solely focus on making you feel good, but he couldn’t help but rut himself into the mattress when he heard those sweet moans of yours. He removed his hand from your clit, bringing it down to your hole instead. He toyed at your entrance, not quite deciding if he should go in or not.

“Please Jongie, want your fingers, too.”

And his mind was made up. He plunged two fingers in, focusing his mouth on your clit now. Your pussy basically sucked his fingers in, a sloshing noise coming from it. Jongho watched your face contort in pleasure. Your eyebrows strung together and your cheeks stained with a light blush. What a sight to see. It only made him want to work you harder. Shoving his fingers in up to the knuckle this time, he pistoned in and out of you, occasionally twisting them upwards to press his fingertips into your most sensitive spots. He just couldn’t get enough of how amazing your pussy felt; so soft, warm, and wet. So perfect for him.

“Gonna cum, Jong…So close” you whined out, pleasure filling every inch of your body. It was like he was sent into overdrive, his soft licking at your clit turned into harsh sucking at it, lips surrounding the bud completely. His fingers fucked into you at a pace you’d yet to feel in your life. It was desperate on both ends, each of you melting completely into one another’s touch.

Jongho had almost missed it, too focused on getting you there to notice your quickly approaching orgasm. He lifted his head up to watch you cum, as it had always been one of his favorite sights. The way your head slammed back into the mattress and your back arched up, sending your tits into the air for him to admire made him swear up and down that you were an angel sent for him. Giving you time to come down, he listened to the warbled sounds coming from you and collected the slick that was slowly leaking out of you onto his fingers and pushed it back into you.

“Jesus Christ, I missed that,” Jongho said with a groan, standing up to hold you in his arms. He lifted your back up so you were now sitting on the edge of the bed with him still slotted in between your legs. He brushed some strands of hair out of your face, his hand coming down to trace your jawline. He brought your face up to his and stole a couple kisses from you. You nudged your face into his hand, hoping somehow it could stay there forever. Something about his touch was always so grounding.

“Still okay to keep going, sweetheart?” He looked down at you, hoping to get the greenlight from you. 

You don't answer verbally, instead choosing to undo the buckle of his belt, using it to bring him in closer to you. As you unzip his pants and pull them down, his cock springs out, nearly hitting you in the face. Your tongue poked out of your mouth, getting ready to devour him until you felt his hands on your shoulders.

“I’m gonna take that as a yes then. Lay back, baby. Gonna take such good care of you tonight.” He gently pushed you back, noticing a look of concern on your face. 

“What? What’s wrong?” He said, slightly panicked.

“Don’t you want me to… you know,” You said, making a blowjob motion towards him. 

God, you’re so cute.

“Darling, I’m making it up to you, aren’t I? You don’t have to do anything tonight, just let me make you feel good.” A smirk adorned his face, enamored with how sweet you are. His hands traced up and down your sides, a gentle, but steadying motion. 

You reached your arms up, looping them around his neck to pull him into a kiss. It was chaste, quick and simple, but so passionate. It was as if you were kissing him for the first time again. You let his tongue explore your mouth, enjoying the low groan he let out as he did so. Barely breaking away, you looked into his eyes, deep and glistening, and asked, “Can I have you inside me now? Want’ to feel you inside.”

That was all he needed to hear before he lined himself up with your entrance, pumping his cock a few times before he did so. He teasingly dragged the tip up and down your folds before sinking into you. It was slow, but languid. He wanted you to feel every part of him, every vein and curve on him, just to remind you that you’d never have to go without again. His voice was low and throaty as he bottomed out, letting soft moans fall from his lips. 

“Baby girl, you feel so good,” he stops, waiting for you to adjust to the size. Once ready, he pulls his hips back achingly slowly, almost pulling out all the way, just to force himself back in. Your fingers curled into his hair and your legs wrapped around his waist, begging for him to be deeper in you. 

“Love feeling you inside like this, Jongie,” you whine, “please keep going.” 

“Don’t worry, baby,” he assured you, “never gonna leave you alone again.” 

He took your face into his hands, planting kisses all over your face. His hips pick up their pace, hitting your sensitive spot repeatedly. While his pace was still slow, it was steady and deep. Jongho wasn’t fucking you to get himself off, he was fucking you to get you off. And god it felt so good. As his hips continued to snap into yours, the loud sound of skin on skin echoing in the room, you could feel yourself coming close to your climax. And you knew Jongho was almost there, too, based on the wince he let out each time he thrusted into you. 

“I’m so close, Jongie, are you?” You asked, the heat burning in your core only getting warmer. He nodded, unable to speak through his own groaning. He planted one hand by your head to steady himself while the other took yours into his, lacing your fingers together. Even though his orgasm was slowly approaching, he wanted you to cum first. He forgot how much he loved the way it felt when you came on him. 

Staring down at you, Jongho quickened his thrusts, making sure to hit that spot deep inside you that he knew felt so good. Over and over again, harder and harder. It sent a rush of electricity through your body, limbs shaking and back arching as your orgasm washed over you. He loved how your cunt clenched down on him, a warm rush of arousal pooling around the base of his cock. 

“That was so good, princess. Such a sweet girl,” Jongho barely let out, “Think I’m gonna come now, too.”

“Want it inside me, Jongho.” 

That was enough to send him over the edge. His hips rutted into yours desperately. Spilling his seed into you, he stopped thrusting and just sat there for a moment, basking in the warmth around him. His forehead pressed against yours, noses nudging together and eyes staring into each other with great affection. 

“You forgive me yet?” He pulled out, eliciting a whine from you. 

“I forgave you when I saw the flowers,” you chuckled, sitting up on your elbows. Jongho flopped down next to you. His chest rose and fell shallowly, trying to regain some of his breath. 

“I figured,” he looked at you, eyes gleaming with joy, “but it was still nice, right?” 

“Of course it was. I love it every time, you know that. And I missed it so much, you don’t even know.”

“Baby, I don’t even think I knew how much I needed it,” he pulled you into him, his hand massaging into the skin of your hip, “I know I said this, but I’m never gonna leave you like that again, got it?” You returned a simple nod, too tired to answer verbally. 

“Ready to get cleaned up?” You answered again with a nod, sleep already seeping into your bones. Jongho left the room, heading to the bathroom to clean himself up and fill up the tub. Not long after, he came back for you, pulling you up into his arms to carry you to the bathroom. Checking the water temperature and deciding it was alright, he placed you into the tub. It was silent between you two, but that’s what you liked about aftercare with him. You didn’t need words to bring you back to your normal mindset, his touch was always enough.

His hands massaged your shoulders, knocking every knot and tight spot out of your body. They moved down your body, working until he could confidently say you wouldn’t feel sore in the morning. He then went on to take a washcloth to your body, scrubbing the sweat and other body fluids off of you, paying extra attention to the insides of your thighs. During all of this, he gently hummed one of your favorite songs. It was a ritual for him to care for you like this. It made him feel good, like he protected you like no one else could. Sure, he was always working, but when he was working to please you, it made him feel so much more important. 

Once finished cleaning you off, he drained the tub. Turning his attention back to you, he planted a kiss to your forehead and helped you out of the tub. You purred as he wrapped a warm towel around you, pulling you in for a hug. The two of you stayed there for a moment, just swaying in each other’s arms. 

He didn’t want to say anything to ruin the quiet atmosphere in the bathroom, so instead he hooked a finger under your chin, pulling your face up to look at his. He placed a tender kiss to your lips, knowing that you’d understand just how much he cared for you in that moment. 

[fitzembarrassingmoments]

Stretchy x Stripy headcanons because it's my blog and I can be as self indulgent as I want <3

(Proshippers/NSFW/minors dni pls)

Stretchy

He doesn't really have any sort of alignment either way, but he's definitely on the receiving end of tickles more often than not, and he usually prefers that

He gets lots of cheer up tickles because of how grumpy he gets >:]

Also usually has to be tickled into taking breaks since he tends to overwork himself

His worst spot is his neck. He usually risks getting a knot in it again because of how bad he squirms sometimes

The fact that he's 90% neck doesn't make this any better lol

Stripy absolutely takes advantage of this and gives him neck kisses just to hear him laugh >:]

His sides and under his arms are really bad too

His laugh varies so much!! He can go from just giggling to full on cackling and wheezing in under a minute lol

Stripy is always telling him how adorable he is and that his laugh is the cutest thing he's ever heard

He tries so hard to deny it though (but he absolutely melts at being told he's cute)

Also his antennas are hyper sensitive and he has an absolute giggle fit if tickled there and Stripy thinks it's the funniest thing ever >:]

On the rare occasion that he does get revenge on Stripy, he's such a playful ler despite the way he acts normally :D

He's never rough with Stripy though since he knows he can't handle rough tickles (also he's just never rough in general because he doesn't want to hurt anyone on accident)

Teasing is so hard for him to do because he's usually too busy laughing along with Stripy lol

His go-to method is to stretch his neck around and nuzzle Stripy from behind (his normal go-to method in my opinion is raspberries but, again, he doesn't like to be too rough with Stripy)

After he's finished he's quick to make sure Stripy's okay and that he didn't go too far with him (Stripy always assures him that he's okay tough <3)

Stripy

He also doesn't have any sort of alignment, but he's usually on the giving end rather than the receiving end

He loves seeing Stretchy smiling and laughing!! He does everything he can to see and hear it (which is mostly achieved by tickling him lol)

He compliments Stretchy a lot when he's tickling him. He just goes on and on about how adorable and handsome his husband is

Meanwhile Stretchy is a giggling mess lol

He's such a sweet, gentle ler :] He's gentle with Stretchy since he doesn't want to hurt him or stress his out

If he wants Stretchy's attention or thinks that he needs a break, Stripy will sneak up from behind, wrap his arms around him and then slowly start scribbling along his stomach and sides (and it works every single time >:])

As soon as Stretchy says he's had enough, he's quick to stop and make sure he's okay. The two usually end up cuddling afterwards

He's also happy to be on the receiving end from time to time!!

He doesn't like rough tickles. Thankfully Stretchy is always gentle with him

His worst spots are his stomach, around his ears and his hips

His laugh is very pleasant sounding. It's usually so quiet and deep sounding you can't really hear it, but when it is audible, while it is still a bit quiet sounding, it just sounds genuinely happy :]

He doesn't squirm, but he does cover his face sometimes when he laughs (Stretchy thinks this is the cutest thing ever btw)

Him and Stretchy do have small tickle fights from time to time

Stripy usually wins them btw

Stretchy get so flustered at seeing Stripy laugh!! <:]

When Stretchy starts getting scared that he'll accidentally hurt him, Stripy assure him that he's okay that he did good <3

[bemylord]

ᴊᴜᴊᴜᴛꜱᴜ ᴋᴀɪꜱᴇɴ ʙᴏʏꜱ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴄʟɪɴɢʏ ʙᴏʏꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ꜱ/ᴏ

characters: yuuji, megumi, toji, satoru, kento, sukuna.

warnings: nothing actually but sukuna. aged up.

a/n: i already made s/o being clingy where s/o got into 'argument' with the characters. today is almost similar, only their reaction to the fact that you always need attention. or they being clingy.

ɪᴛᴀᴅᴏʀɪ ʏᴜᴜᴊɪ:

you and yuuji are too needy buns.

whenever both of you may cuddle - you cuddle.

to be honest, yuuji is freaky amazing as you always need some physical contact - whether it's a momentary kiss on the cheek or you get a chance to ruffle his pink hair, he's always happy as a child.

the one who would be happy to be the little or big spoon - what's the difference anyway? both of you will be stuck together like a sandwich, so he doesn't care whom to be.

you wake him up with ticklish and playful kisses in the neck area. 'mm, y/n, why don't you kiss my lips'

yuuji being himself annoying after training or mission, sluggishly jumping under the blanket, pulling you closer. 'kisses. i wanna kisses. y/n, you kissed me only once today!'

when itadori is tired, his clinginess [?] indicator rises rapidly, demanding a lot of attention.

if you half-mutter 'i wanna cuddle' or 'yuujii~ let's watch a movie together.' expect him to combine these two acts into one, cuddling you on the couch while watching the show.

kissing as a pleasant surprise <3

ꜰᴜꜱʜɪɢᴜʀᴏ ᴍᴇɢᴜᴍɪ:

megumi isn't good at showing his emotions.

he wouldn't call himself pesky yet calling himself a little-eager-to-get-your-attention man.

megumi likes when you sneak under his cardigan to get extra kisses from him, feeling the warmth radiating from his body.

he likes spending evenings playing computer games with you, he gives in to you to see your radiant smile and your smug look. 'yes, gumi-gumi, it was i who won you.' 'but the loser gets a dozen kisses.'

you guys sometimes walk in the park near to the dorms with his shikigami dogs. although the dogs don't need a walk but watching as to how you pet and play with them, megumi couldn't reject it.

it melts fushiguro as you ruffle his naughty hair, as he lays on your knees on the couch.

he likes the way you gradually but confidently melt his heart with kisses in the morning.

i think megumi's a manifestation of love would be cute, little gifts like a bar of chocolate.

ꜱᴀᴛᴏʀᴜ ɢᴏᴊᴏᴜ:

i think you and gojou annoy the others. cause you're the kind of couple that takes selfies at any second. in the middle of a fight with a dangerous curse - you'll post it on instagram. do you have a new haircut? gojo takes a million photos and puts the best one on his lock screen.

i'm certain he'd be the clingiest in the couple.

and when i said the clingiest i mean it.

and naturally, you're both so cocky - he can kiss you all over the place while you hug him from behind 24/7.

at the home, you always do everything together, it may seem you can't keep your hands off each other.

he likes to tease you while you are his mini-copy.

actually, gojo lives to tease you.

you might think that gojo is acting more clingy than you are - he's like a spy following in your footsteps, trying to get all your attention. 'your lips are in the wrong place.' '??' 'they should be right on my lips.'

and more such foolish jokes from gojo.

ɴᴀɴᴀᴍɪ ᴋᴇɴᴛᴏ:

the first phrase would be: 'darling, i have to finish my report.'

the second would be: 'don't go away, just.. could you massage my shoulders?'

kento loves when you came to his desk to rest him a bit by doing a massage or cup his face with your small palms, coating cheeks with small smooches.

you and kento love to bake bread or try to cook something new.

while cooking, there's a lot, no, a hell of a lot of kissing and uncomplicated dancing - he has both hands on your belly, standing behind you, kissing the top of your head.

nanami isn't good at making food, yet certainly good at kissing.

sunday morning you spend by cooking new recipes, the day you spend by eating the food, whilst the evening..

you're cuddling. just cuddle. hugs in the bed or the bathroom.

if that is might be counted as the clinginess the sorcerer likes to call you darling and never miss the chance to show how much he loves you.

ʀʏᴏᴍᴇɴ ꜱᴜᴋᴜɴᴀ:

you are the one sukuna allows to sit on his throne.

actually, he will do everything for you, only for you.

he allows you to cup his tattoed face with your palms, tantalizingly staring at his mouth yet no kissing the enticing lips. 'don't tease me, girl.'

with one finger he connected your lips, kissing eagerly you.

on the one hand, he gets sooo furious when you ain't coming at his domain after a mission. on another hand, it excites him - he obviously knows how much you needed his embrace.

like toji, he won't admit he also is clingy.

can't describe sukuna being a clingy type around you, but definitely needs your arms around his neck as he takes you to bed.

well, he.. secretly l-likes, when you grab his face in your palms with all your sincere love, kissing the tip of his nose. he wrinkles, because you are so funny. 'i know you need something more than kisses.'

ꜰᴜꜱʜɪɢᴜʀᴏ ᴛᴏᴊɪ:

yeah, i've replaced toji to the end bc, i've something to say.

toji fushiguro is disgruntled and angry when you ask him to kiss you for the hundredth time on the day.

once toji called a demanding puppy, you didn't talk with him for two days, as the man is used to fall asleep to your barely audible mumbling.

toji was irritated when saw you fall asleep on the couch. he's already used to being hugged in his sleep, what the hell?

although toji will deny the fact he loves when you're being pesky and annoying and also bothersome by kissing his face.

nevertheless, the thing you've started to notice as you didn't give him good night or good morning kiss, the sorcerer killer will be grumpy.

no! of course, he isn't clingy. never. well, it's one percent of toji being clingy. okay, fine, it's two but not more! 'give me the goodnight kiss.' 'ask more politely, toji.'

he tsks, bringing you closer and kissing you with undisguised greed. after all, it's your fault - you didn't give toji his kiss.

↳ back to the main game menu.

kudos and reblogs are welcome <3

[muffindaddystyles]

Can you write overprotective long hair harry imagine?? Like he always hovers the reader when she is doing something or even nothing. Or when she needs to run errands he always go with even though its not required. And when reader fell sick he is full on mommy daddy mode dom!h vibes

A/N: OOPS I GOT EXCITED AND WENT OVERBOARD WITH IT :D

Harry’s awfully sweet. He’s a literal sweetheart with those marble sepia eyes, hazelnut curls and that big golden kind heart of his's.

But, to people he’s intimidating. From the black loiter of tattoos, a silver of piercing to the corner of his plush bottom lip and those long curls of his's that frays his broad strong shoulders turns everyone too giddy to talk to him and he's okay with that – bunch of loosers anyways whom he doesn’t want to waste his time on chit-chatting.

Then Y/N came into his life and his world flipped upside down, in a beautiful way (where he felt like floating into the crashing waves of crystal sea). It felt like she made him see the world through pink heart-shaped glasses and everyone’s just bursting into rainbows, puffaw! Boom! Their heads blasting with colourful confetti and ribbons.

Even though his slight grouchiness towards people lessened he still doesn’t gives two fucks before punching the shit out of someone if they in any way hurts, be rude and try to take physical and emotional advantage of, Y/N.

His bunny.

He’s too protective of her. And why wouldn’t he? She’s his everything. His little miracle and his hype-person, his lovie.

He’s the softest peach for her. The guy who walks and everyone scrambles away to give him a way, is whipped for his girlfriend.

He’s always having his strong arm looped around her waist when they’re out and walking, going to hold her hands instead if she’s too wiggly, keeping her close to his chest while he holds their coffees and sweets.

Whenever they’re doing grocery he’s always wheeling the cart around how much Y/N insists and pouts, he likes it that way. Hearing her blabber and skim her eyes down the ingredients labelled on the products then tossing it anyway with a shrug – makes him want to smooch her wet in kisses.

If they’re partying out with friends. Which they rarely do, (Y/N sometimes makes fun of them saying they’re getting too domestic day by day) he’s always having her put in his lap, his screwed up expression lazing when the alcohol starts to kick in and he’s just a blubbering mess of nonsense, and a very horn dog with his cock bloating up in his tight skinny jeans.

Not that he doesn’t let her have a breather and enjoy herself. He indeed does, they’ve a healthy relationship where they keep trust and faith in eachother.

But, sometimes he gets super jealous when people steal his little girlfriend away from him and once home he’s cuddling and oodling her, kissing her face all over with loud smacks and not letting her be away from him another second even it’s too bring him water or to get rid of his smelly socks.

Other times. When he’s particularly very jealous. The serious ones where Y/N unintentionally spends a tad more time at some of her classmates to wind up their upcoming project, he’s driving himself to pick her up and knocking at the door harshly and then dragging her out of there not letting her carry her stuff and huffing and puffing while throwing her things in the backseat.

Because Jeremy’s a sore rascal who’s shit at hiding his crush for Y/N and he should know better to whom she belongs. His innocent baby is too naive towards the possible hints and evil intentions of people.

“Oi. What got into you today?” She brushes the loose curl that escaped from his bun and let her fingers slide down his tight set angry jaw staring him a bit concerned upon seeing him this furious and ruffled up from nowhere.

“You’re mine,” Is all he'd respond. Smashing his lips against hers in a an ardent kiss and glide his palm down her ass to squeeze it and bring her closer grinning when she squeals into his mouth giving him a chance to slip his tongue in and kiss her deeper and sloppier.

“You’re a silly geese.” She giggles whisper into the mess of pecks and lock her elbows around his neck to give him an eskimo kiss.

“Watch y’mouth.” He glares her intensely loving the way Y/N gulps timidly bobbing her head.

“You’ll get a spanking today,” He always likes to warn her before hand. He wants her comfortable with him in every case and it’s downgrade monstrous to treat the person you love like a mean bitch out of blue -- so whenever she deserves a punishment he already announces her of it, warming her to the idea and giving her time to back away if she doesn’t want it.

“What did I’do now!” She whines and he nibbles onto his knuckle glancing her way in disbelief other hand on steering wheel, “What did y'do?” He asks her sternly. Spreading his palm over her thigh and squeezing it grimly.

“Did y'even care to look at the time, Y/N?” Oh boy. She’s in real trouble. Her name on his tongue never fails to turn her insides gooey and pause her heartbeat horribly. A red light for her to being bratty before she falls into the deep black dig of trouble.

Reaching home. He’s throwing her on the bed and demanding her to lay still on her tummy while he puts a pillow under her and spanks her bum sore with his rings imprinting her skin pink, though he never forgets to take care of her afterwards – putting a cool cream to soothe the burn and letting her sleep on his chest so she wouldn’t come in contact with the sheets as he kneads her asscheeks with gentle hands.

.

He could never have his hands to himself when she’s cooking and baking for them. Always, poking and prodding around having her head tucked under his chin, her embraced in his arms from back swaying them along to Hozier while she reads the recipe she wrote on one of the tiles.

“Stop!” She giggles, squirming in his arms when he blows raspberries against the dip of her neck and then creates growly noises biting and lapping into her skin, “You’re gonna burn our lunch!” She pressed her hips against his crotch to push him away and that warmed him more, delving his fingers more into her hips with a throaty groan.

“We could have a takeout.” His breath shuddery against her ear as he tries to pry the spatula away from her and kiss her grumpy whines down when the pots actually got burned, “I’ll wash and scratch them.” He’d assure picking her up and wrapping her legs around his hips and slipping his fingers in her hair to tug them and bring her mouth down against his’s to taste her.

“Wants to fuck you so bad, baby. My cock’s been weepy fo’ hours without your touch.” He groans, taking her hand and sneaking it inside his joggers to make her feel how stiff and erect he’s for her.

“I just gave you a blowie in the morning!”

“Blowie isn’t equivalent to fucking!”

.

“What y'readin,?” He scoots closer to her end of sofa with a smirk and towers over her trying to take a peek of whatever she’s reading with such intensity and then rake his warm palms up her calves to lay them over his thighs while he snuggles her wrapping a chonky blanket around them.

“Shhh baby girl, just want you to be more comfy.” He mumbles into her hair scratching his short nails against her scalp in soothing motions and watch her melt against his touch, eyes fluttering as she lurks dangerously to the verge of sleep.

“You always do that. Whenever the hot part’s about to come, you make me all sleepy.” She mutters laying her head against his clavicles gazing him up with hazy eyes, sighing in feign disappointment when he grins down at her in quite victory and gives her a sloppy kiss.

“What do y'need erotica fo’ baby? When your man’s the living walking momentum of sex.” He pouts, grazing his teeth down her neck and leaving a fresh hickey at her throat.

“That’s infact not, true. You’re such a cutie!” She beams up at him never failing to give him dancing butterflies in his stomach and he doesn’t admits it but he likes getting treated soft and gentle by his girlfriend.

“Such a shame. My own little love doesn’t find me sexy.” He grumps dramatically making her scramble hesitantly and turn to him in their tight embrace, cradling his face in her cold palms, “No. No. I find you sexy. I just don’t like sexualising you.” If Harry didn’t turn into a puddle before he indeed did now as he melted into her touch and kissed the inside of her hands lovingly.

“You’re sucha sap!” He whispers at her in fake offence and plant his lips against hers, patting her bum to make her hug him more tightly.

.

On cleaning and laundry day’s. He’s always helping her. As they scrub and mop the floors together, might fuck on them bubbly floors too if Harry’s lusty gaze remains on her spilling tits for too long.

“Thinks your floral bra needs a wash too, moppet.” His gradual attempts to lure her with his fingers stroking her thighs seductively always turns into a win when she nods shyly into his neck and let him have an easy access to her panties.

They’re always having a warm, full of essence bath together cleaning and washing the dirt off eachother after that.

Then sharing a cuppa tea while folding their clothes together on the bed and he’s always trying to tackle her into mattress when she laughs at his terribly folded clothes compared to her neatly binded ones.

“Your sucha menace,” He jests with his nose skewered up while he smacks her ass.

“Talk for yourself, Styles.” She retorts, tangling her knee around his waist and pulling him down into him. Puffing out relaxed breaths upon feeling safe and protected under his weight and Harry always smiles into the crook of her neck when she tries to cuddle him as if she wants to be his skin.

..

He’s the most daddiest when she’s drunk, sick or stressed.

Never letting her go out of his sight when she’s dancing on the floor with her friends. If some man even tries to approach her and breaths in her direction he’s sprinting towards her and pawing at her hips to situate her closer to him whilst blowing those potential guys off with a monotone expression.

“Harry! Do a lil dancey dance with me!” She giggles, making him sway with her and looking up at him with glassy floaty eyes.

“Bunny. ‘s late, time to go home.” He tells her, pinching her chin to plant his lips against hers and she squirms giving him a timid smile, “Okie. But I’ve to pee.”

“Me too!” Her friends chimes from behind her and Harry rolls his eyes playfully, gesturing all of them to follow him.

“C’mon you spies, not lettin’ ya’ll go alone.”

He waits for them outside the washroom while they do their business and he has his arms always splayed open for when his lovie comes back and he’s welcoming her in his embrace warmly with a sweet smile.

Dying with fond injecting in his every vein when she slurs and blabbers, “Home.”

Walking her up the stairs of their flat’s building is the most hefty struggle while she’s a sleepy, clumsy and giggly muck of doe gleaming eyes and swollen pretty lips drooling over Harry testing his patience while he makes her take one step at a time.

“Darling, bunny, just some mo' steps lovin’.” He coos at her, putting a firm hand under her bum and heaving her up into him so she doesn’t falls.

“Mhmmm you’re so pretty, daddy.” Harry’s head snaps in surprise as he stares down at her in adoring amusement and push her head under his chin while she slings her arms around his waist lazily.

Sometimes, she gets him so flustered he doesn’t know how to respond.

She whines and cries in dishevelment when Harry makes her sit on the cold marble counter and wipes her makeup off.

“I just wan’ to sleep!” She toes at his torso trying to push him away but he grabs it and tuts, glowering at her strictly, “You’re g'na complain in the mornin’. Sleepin’ with makeup makes ye' breakout remember?” When she still huffs and slumps giving him a hard time to clean her he’s pinching her chin and giving her a gentle jerk.

“Bunny. Stop with ye' battiness.” He grunts not letting his facade slip when she mewls stroking her cheek up and down his lightly stubble covered cheek softly.

“Else what? Y'never punish a sleepy bunny.” She smirks at him foppishly and lazily knowing damn well that one of thing Harry doesn’t do’s tease or punish her when she’s tuckered out and on the edge of sleeping on him.

“You don’t test me bratty woman.” She squeals when he takes hold of her panties to pull them down her legs, slapping her mound once discarding it in the hamper and he sighs when she’s already snoring lightly, slobbering his throat with her mouth parted comically.

After pattering her face with loving kisses he’s tucking her under the layers of blankets and letting her use him as her stuffie.

..

“Aw poor baby.” He mumbles, kissing her forehead when he finds her burning up against him and he’s quickly rummaging for thermometer from the night stand and the tissues he had stashed for emergencies.

“I don’t feel good,” His heart breaks when Y/N croaks out weakly and tries to crawl up his chest to stuff her face in his musky neck but her frail limbs gives out making her cry out.

“It’s okay bunny, ‘s okay. How but I make you some soup. Then y'take your medicines like a good girl of mine, then if your condition gets worse we’ll go to doctor, yeah baby?” He talks to her gently and sweetly, stroking her hair and peppering kisses to her temples.

“Just last bite, moppet.” Harry hovers the spoon infront of her and sighs when she shakes her head pushing his wrist away, “I’ll puke.” She sniffs blowing her nose harshly in the tissue .

“The bin’s right here, bunny.” He smoothens his hand down her spine putting the tray aside carefully to snuggle and comfort her as she cries softly against his chest.

“’M so sorry baby, you’ll be alright in the morning.” He couldn’t see her in such condition. It pulls and tugs at his heart so painfully he feels himself hurting.

“Oi. Why you crying, hmm?” He cups her cheek and makes her look at him as she skims her eyes away from him jn embarrassment.

“I —- You’re so caring and loving, treats me so good and it makes me c.. cr–-,” She hiccups finding it hard to breath and Harry rubs her back, whispering affinities in her ear making her finally sob, “Cry....” He chuckles softly pelting kisses upon kisses on her puffy eyelids, soaky dried up cheeks, her frowned up forehead, her wobbly chin and her nipping love bites down her chest then blowing raspberries at his own slick covering her skin making her giggle through her hiccups.

“I love you.” She whispers droopily, head lulling to his chest when the effect of medicine finally starts to kick in.

“I love you too, I want my healthy and happy bunny back.” He mumbles, inhaling a huge puff of her scent and squishes her lovingly.

[gangrenados]

Hey! I was wondering if you could do something with dick dating a Greek goddess like the daughter of Aphrodite(it could be nsfw if you would like). Thank you💖

Aphrodite is one of my favorite goddesses of all time so thank you.

Warning: sex mentions but nothing heavy

•All of your life has consisted in helping others to find love, it was an interesting job and sometimes you had a little fun sneaking around and making people fall in love with the least person they expected.

•You never thought you will find you own "true love", being the apprentice of Aphrodite besides of her daughter has given you the "bless" of seeing the different kind of love in the world and all the beautiful, cruel and sad this this brings.

•You were aware of all that, but you still dreamed to have your own love to melt for. Someone who could make your whole world tremble, you wanted the good and the bad.

• So you waited and daydreamed, not daring to enchant a mortal because that wouldn't be fulfilling. Just a fake love fueled by the power of the Gods.

•The day Dick meet you was a hard thing to forget, he couldn't even understand how a stranger could look so pretty and luring.

• You were undeniably beautiful walking down, it was like you didn't belong in this world. Dick wanted to talk to you, but sadly he was running out of time.

•He didn't knew how you were until a few weeks later. The team was celebrating a victory in a local bar, they were drinking and cheering and at some point in the night Dick found himself drinking alone.

•You walked up to the bar to ask for some drinks and accidentally bumped on him which lead to both of you chatting until he noticed how wrecked the rest of the team was.

•And maybe your little encounter was caused by Cupid or maybe even you mother who helped you out to. Whatever the hell it was, you were truly happy to be by this man side.

•You tend to charm Dick in days that he wakes up grumpy or when you feel like the whole world is crushing him.

•It's not like you hypnotize him to make him be a happy, lovely boy it's more of a little help that consist in make him more calmer.

•However, there's time that Dick will look at you in the eye and be completely gone for a moment.

• The power you have is to strong to ignore, it's luring him to submit to love so he does; falling deeper for you as he feels a weird void towering over him.

•He needs to be close to you during those times, worship your body as he claims how much he loves you and wants you.

•Dick sometimes feels intimidated when he stops to think about the godly side of you.

• You both would be cuddling and then the thought of "damn my girlfriend is a goddess, but like a real one." will hit him.

•Sex is amazing, it's like being good in bed runs in your veins (which is true, Aphrodite is the goddess of sex too).

•Dick is completely in love with the way you kiss him and touch him, it's so sensual and yet so tender that he can't help but roll his eyes of pleasure every time you go down on him.

•And he's the one going to town? Fuck, he loves to look up from time to time cuz the faces you make are just divine.

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[z-iridest]

Kirishima, and bakugo.

Hey again, may I please request a headcanon.

Night cuddles and lazy morning spent together. ❤ 🥰🥰🥰 How do they spend a sleepover with their SO

Where nothing is plan and the weekend is theirs. 😇😙😇

Fluff only. Please and thank you.

(Ur talking to the Fluff Master here, I can do that no problem! ^.^)

Katsuki Bakugo

First things first: Blasty Boy

You think he'd stay up late just because you're over? Nope (my fellow writers and I all headcannon this)

No matter what your definition of a sleepover is, there's one key word Bakugo chooses to focus on: sleep

As soon as you arrive and close the door, he demands his cuddles because, damn it, he didn't get any from you all day and he wants his damn cuddles (total softie for you behind closed doors but hates admitting what a damn sap he is for you)

The night goes well with him making dinner and you guys cuddling on the couch afterward while watching a movie. Basically a chill night...

That is, until 8pm rolls around....

Grumpy Bakugo is now showing his face because he never stays up past that time and insists going to bed. Despite you wanting to stay up late because, hello, it's a sleepover and sleepovers include late night fun, he's stubborn in his attempt to get you to go to bed with him. You may or may not have teased him for being a perv the first time, which led to him yelling "Not in that way, ya damn pervert!" But hey, it scored you seeing him flustered so points for you!

One way or another, you will end up losing the argument (stubborn bastard), because he always ends up picking you up, hoisting you over his shoulder and carrying you to the bed before laying down next to you, pulling you in close and keeping you there for the rest of night.

Now, as my fellow writers and I all agree, he has a good grip, even while asleep, so if you haven't done your before bedtime routine before he starts cuddling you.... well, good luck getting out of his grip

Depending on what cuddling position you prefer being in, that's how he holds you all night while the two of you sleep

Next morning, he's usually the first one up even though it's the weekend and you guys have it to yourselves for once. This usually includes him continuing to be a sap and making you breakfast in bed (although, don't mention it in public, he can and will deny it and won't make you breakfast in bed again for a while)

But, if it's one of those rare instances where you wake up first, congrats, you get to admire Katsuki's features in a rare state of sleep. (He looks so much like a god with the morning light seeping in the window and getting his features just right like how tf is someone that good looking?) Also, hope you have your camera ready in those moments, because, honey, you will not get these moments often

He's gotta be a damn cat because he loooooves waking up to you running your fingers through his hair while admiring him

He'll tease you for staring at him, calling you a creep, but that smug mf knows he's good looking

Btw, his morning voice when he first wakes up is somehow deeper than his usual voice (it's hot 😫🖐)

Morning kisses are a must with Katsuki (whether he wakes you up with one while the door's shut or he sneaks a long one while being lazy for 2 seconds before deciding it's time to get off his ass and start the day (sometimes you can pull him back into bed and convince him to rest a bit more because he's that whipped for you)

Either way, and he will never admit it, but he loves waking up to you

Ejirou Kirishima

Now, if you want a sleepover complete with movie marathons, video games, makeovers (because self care is manly!) and enough sugar to keep you awake until the inevitable sugar crash? Kirishima's your man

He lives for nights were he has you all to himself, so he's planning everything hours beforehand to make sure it's all perfect for his baby 🥺🥺🥺🥺

First and foremost: PILLOW FORT! The pillow first Kirishima builds for you are the comfier ever, you cannot change my mind.... Movies always include your favorites (or a movie he remembers you wanting to see that's now on DVD), popcorn, your favorite soda in 2 liter form complete with your favorite candies

Makeover? He's either doing your nails (complete with kisses to the back of the hand because I'm soft for that kind of fluff), your doing his nails or you're helping him touch up his hair with the red dye (if anything help him for the bandana he always wears to keep his hair out of his face, that shit is heaven)

It's more than likely gonna be 2 or 3am when you guys realize that you should probably think about sleeping (that or the two of you promptly pass out in the middle of the movie you guys were watching cuddled up in the pillow fort)

Cuddles are a must while sleeping at the very least. He either wants to spoon you as the big spoon (because it's so manly to him to be able to hold you and feel like he's protecting you) or he likes facing you with his arms wrapped around you in the sweetest bear hug of your life (your guys' legs can and will get tangled up). He's a man in love with his baby and just wants nothing more than to hold you and make you feel loved

Since the next day is a weekend, you guys are probably gonna sleep in due too all the late night shenanigans

Mornings with Kirishima? Filled. With. Morning. Kisses.

If he wakes up first, he's leaving gentle kisses all over your face just to see you smile before he finally wakes you up with a sweet smooch to your lips liem the prince/princess you are. Unlike Bakugo, he does not leave the bed (or pillow fort) until you're ready too (he claims that it's because it's not manly to leave your lover alone, but let's be honest, on weekend days where he can just relax, he just wants to be lazy 🤣)

If you wake up first, you're the one peppering him with kisses until he wakes up and gives you the most adorable smile ever:

Yeah, the one above this.... That's the one. He adores your kisses that much

If you still keep kissing all over his face even after he wakes up, he can and will steal a kiss from your lips and make you melt into his arms just so he can lay there with you in those muscular arms just a bit longer

All in all, Kiri is top tier for sleepover/ sleeping in type deals, just sayin'

[stardancerluv]

Gotham Lockdown 2020

Part 13

Summary: Thanksgiving, has come to you, Roman, Victor and his girl!

Warning: Fluffy...ruffled Roman, daddy!kink

You and Doll-face had decided to wake up early, it was Thanksgiving day. So much had to be done.

The elevator was a buzz as the two of you chatted. It was super early and your respective other halves were still soundly sleeping in their beds.

Once downstairs, the two of you went to work decorating the club. Table legs and chairs screeched. Table clothes were fluffed at least three times along with napkins. Plates, silverware were all put out.

The two of you stood back and smiled, “Now, that looks good.” Victor’s girl smiled.

“Oh! Wait...I just remembered.” You ran back to storage. You grabbed a handful of candles and and candle sticks. “We almost forgot these.”

Together you put them all out. They had to be the right height and color. “Ok, now its perfect.” You smiled, you looked down at your watch. You still had enough time to prepare the turkey before the parade would start.

She got out the large oven roaster. You grabbed the turkey. “How did you and Victor get this? It’s huge.”

She smirked. “Victor and I have our ways of doing things.” She began giggling then. “We just managed to sneak one out it out in the shopping cart we had managed to fill up and steal.”

You just shook your head. “Well, you two are far braver then I am. Great that you and Victor did this!”Carefully, you unwrapped the turkey. “You twi certainly saved Thanksgiving.”

“Start running the water and we will rinse it out.” Doll-Face, told you.

“Alright,” you grimaced, nodding. “I will hold it and you can grab those innards.”

Victor’s girlfriend smirked. “I thought you were braver then this.”

“I am but this is just gross.” Soon, she pulled out this and that. “Double check, make sure it’s empty!” She leaned over and smiled. “All clear.”

“Let’s rinse it one more time and then we can stuff it.”

Soon, the veggies and a few of the fruits were chopped. You let her hold the turkey while you stuffed it up. You shoved in the last cinnamon stick and you were happy it was done.

Together in a small dish you made a rub, to season the turkey. Once that was in it was time to out it in the oven. You washed your hands then and took off your apron, “Are you ok with some of the prep while I go and watch the parade with Romy?”

She shook her head. “Not at all...go...I’ll see you soon.”

“Thank you.” Quickly, you ran around the corner to the elevator. A small scream came from you as you bumped into Victor. “You were supposed to still be in bed mister.” you giggled.

“Couldn’t sleep anymore after Doll-face went to go and help you prep.” He admitted, shrugging. “Figured, I’d start helping.”

“You’re so sweet Victor.”

He shrugged. “You better get up there little bird.”

“I’m going, I’m going.”

Grabbing the elevator you went up to the penthouse.

*****

You greeted by a sleep rumpled, slightly grumpy looking Roman. It all melted away way and brightened when he smiled seeing you.

He held out his arms and you hugged him tight. “Happy Thanksgiving, baby.” He kissed the top of your head.

“Happy Thanksgiving, Rommy.”

“Go on over to the sofa, I made it ready for us, I’m just grabbing the popcorn and hot chocolate.”

You smiled brightly, up at him. “You made us snacks.”

He smiled, raising an eyebrow. “We need a little something. Since we won’t be eating till the turkey is ready.”

“True.” Sighing, you just stayed in his arms for a moment, feeling his heartbeat. He was still very warm from sleeping.

*****

Your heart melted as you saw that he brought a big fluffy blanket. Outside you noticed had started to snow. This was perfect, you mused.

“Today,” the person announced on the tv. “We will be airing, the parade from year that everyone loved. It won by a landslide.”

“It’s about to start.” You called out.

“I’m here.” Only lights were coming from outside and the tv. As the snow began to get heavier. He put down, the large mug of hot chocolate and the bowl of popcorn. He held up the blanket behind him. “grab our snacks and cuddle in, baby.”

You smiled. “I’d love to.” You sighed. This was wonderful, you leaned up against him.

As the parade went on, you’d hand him the mug of hot chocolate or a handful of popcorn.

“Oooo” you cooed. “There comes Snoopy!” You exclaimed.

“Damn, you are too cute sometimes, babygirl.” He kissed the stop of your head.

You just happily wiggled against him. “You love it.”

“Only because its you baby” His eyes doubled and a huge smile spread across his face. “There’s my favorite, Grover!”

Now you were the one melting from his ability to be cute, it was rare but sometimes it happened.

He grabbed the mug of the hot chocolate you two shared and he took a big gulp.

You giggled when you saw that he got a hot chocolate mustache.

He looked at you and smiled, “What’s so funny?”

“You have a chocolate mustache.”

He leaned in close, “Take care of it for me baby.”

“I would love to.”

“Oh!” He stopped you and grabbed your chin, “you have some chocolate on your cheek baby.” Tilting, your face up, he slowly licked your cheek.

You sighed, feeling his tongue immediately aroused you. You made a soft sound.

“‘Mm..baby.” He murmured. “You taste good.”

“My turn.” You whisper. You kissed him then. You licked and sucking till the chocolate mustache was gone.

“Straddle me baby.” Getting up you watched as he opened his robe.

Easily straddling him your let your fingers entwine in his chestnut locks. “I’m here.” Your lips met, you enjoyed how he tasted like mixture of himself and chocolate. As you felt his hands move over your body as you kissed, writhed under his touch.

******

Once in the elevator, he kissed your knuckles. “You are gonna love how I make sweet potatoes.” He promised.

You smiled at him. “I can’t wait, where did you come across the recipe?”

Roman, looked off into some murky past that he did not always visit. “I had one nanny, who was actually quite nice. They cared about me and showed me a few things. Sweet potatoes was their specialty.” He chuckled.

You smiled. “I am glad you had a good one.”

“They helped to balance out the others and my parents for that matter.”

“Well, that’s all behind you. Now you are the king of Gotham.”

He smiled. “Damn straight and I have you by my side.”

“I am so glad that I am.” You kissed his cheek, you loved how the slight scruff of the vague shadow of his hair tickled your lip.

He squeezed your hand before walking over to where Victor and his girl were making and preparing their own dishes.

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Compatibility Matchup  (>^_^)><(^o^<)

Hi dear! I hope you’re doing well 💕 The compatibility matchup really piqued my interest and I’d like to request for Nobunaga-sama and Masamune? I get those two a lot 😅 Sending in my details again; I hope it’s not too much~

Zodiac sign: Aquarius, INFP-T, Ravenclaw/Horned Serpent house, Lawful Neutral // quiet in many occasions & is more expressive non-verbally (I am a bit louder online than in person), I adore animals (we have 5 dogs in the house, 3 adopted~), loves adventures (hiking & roadtrips) and the sky (esp. night skies), has ladylike movements (that pinky finger thing?), hobbies are mainly dancing, singing, reading and drawing, the listener type of friend, mediator in fights, always trying to see good in everyone, ideal vacation would be going someplace new for a few days, a curious one, sometimes called a cat or ninja because my footsteps are light and lastly (finally) is someone who likes affectionate gestures (I can actually be clingy)~ *p.s. work-wise I think I’m quite like Mitsun; focused to the point I forget to eat properly and socialize sometimes

I always love your insights on things like these! 🥺💕

Hi hi, love! ❤❤Hehe, thank you so much for the request! I hope you enjoy it🌻! And I hope you are keeping safe and well and not overworking yourself! 😏🔥🌻

Nobunaga

Pros of dating Nobunaga

Definitely have an introvert vs extrovert relationship going on

Because he is so extroverted, he is easily able to pull you out of your shell

He is hella patient, so he will let you open up to him at your own pace, although he soon notices you express yourself more through non-verbal gestures

Will play games of Go with you, as an excuse to spend some quality time with you, after you rejected his *ahem* advances that first night

He is also an adventurous soul and will sneak out the castle with you, just so the two of you can spend some more quality time together and go on some fun adventures and explore new places

Nobunaga is always travelling to check up on his various territories, so he always opts to take you with for some good company on the long journey, not that you mind cause you love going to new places and seeing new things

He will 100% spontaneously taking you with him on a hiking trips 

He will insist that you sit in front of him, just so he can wrap his arms around you and rest his chin on your shoulder

He is a sneaking boy, so he will definitely nibble on your ear and do things to make you feel hot and bothered while the two of you ride to your destination

He legit loves how playful, and cheeky you are, especially when he is kissing your neck playfully, and you turn to look him in the eyes. 

You have a playful mischief swirling around which causes him to withdraw immediately cause that look can only mean one thing

You are going to tickle him to get payback

The two of you are more often than not, definitely sitting out on the balcony, snuggled up together in the evenings, and looking up at the night sky

Loves your strong opinions and open-mindedness, he will most likely support all your ladylike movements. 

At first, he may not really understand the concept of it, considering the 500 year time difference between the two of you, but once you explain the concepts of equality and empowering woman, he is right there by your side supporting you with any and every project

He also loves dancing, so when this man discovers you dancing in your shared room one day, he is over the moon. 

He will teach you some of his favourite traditional dances and you would teach him some of your more modern dance moves

It’s not uncommon for the two of you cuties to take over the dance floor during banquets and slow dance together for hours and hours 

He honestly loves those peaceful moments with you in his arms while the two of you sway along to the light music in the background

Also, love love love the sound of your beautiful voice, the way it has the ability to melt away all his stress and fatigue of the day.

The first time he hears you sing he simply stand in the doorway and relishes in the melodic sounds echoing off the walls, will 100% pull you up into his arms and dance with you while you sing

Loves nothing more than to rest his head on your lap as you pull your fingers through his raven hair and sing him a peaceful song

He loves your affectionate gestures and loves to be near you. 

He absolutely adores the little notes and doodles you leave around the castle for him, especially if you haven't seen each other the entire day and he starts to miss you. When he finds the little note from you, reminding him how much you miss and love him, his little devil king heart melts into a puddle.

This devil king is a secret cuddling fan so he will never refuse your cuddles, snuggles, hugs or kisses. 

In fact, if you are not sitting in his lap, so he cuddles you during banquets, he will become a very pouty boy

Cons of dating Nobunaga

He is an, incredibly stubborn and commanding man, so there would be a few fights when it comes to differing opinions of things. 

Even though he likes to be challenged, he is not really used to losing at challenges so sometimes it will be a hard pill for him to swallow.

Often you might have to be the one to admit you were wrong just to keep the peace- mainly cause you are a mediator and you want to avoid conflict and fighting 

Although lord help this poor boy if you give him the silent treatment, when you stick to your beliefs and values and he has to be the one crawling back to you, which he definitely would do cause you are his one and only fireball- although it might take a few days and war councils dedicated to getting you to talk to him again

But in saying that when the two of you do make up it is bliss and you guys spend the whole night in each others arms just loving each other and making up for lost time 

He doesn’t really share your love for animals that much, and the first time he takes you hawking with him, is a little traumatising, especially after you had just mentioned how cute and fluff the bunny was one minute, and then the next minute a hawk is swooping down to kill the poor little thing.

Although, don’t worry Nobunaga hates to see his precious fireball upset so after that incident he takes you on non-animal killing adventures

Nobunaga has a really strange sense of humour, it’s kind of dark and its not always clear when something that he has said is a joke or not… so that may take some time getting used to. 

But once you figure out his sense of humour you are there right beside him bursting out in laughter at some stupid thing he said, while everyone around you is still wondering if they should take what he said seriously or not

He is extremely possessive, although this is not all that bad. He gets jealous really quickly so you will need to reassure him that he is your one and only love. 

Will mostly get in these grumpy moods during banquets if there is a visiting daimyo who had their eye on you

“Fireball, come sit with me I don’t like to be parted from you for too long.”

Will smirk triumphantly at the daimyo after giving you a full-blown passionate kiss and trapping you in his arms for the rest of the banquet

Relationship point

I score this relationship   3/5

I think the two of you could work well together, you would balance each other out pretty well. Because of your mediating personality, you would show him new ways to resolve problems and not just jump headfirst into a fight. He would be a very doting and loving boyfriend, that would support all your dreams and ambitions no matter how crazy they would seem to the outside world. Your soft-spoken peaceful nature balances out his loud commanding/demanding nature perfectly. You are the only person who he would ever show his true soft boyish self to, and since becoming your lover, he actually lets those around him see his softy boi heart more often. There might be a few hiccups in your relationship here and there, but overall I think the two of you are pretty damn compatible. He will be loyally devoted to his queen and soulmate and would spend every day of his life reminding you and showering you in love and affection

Masamune

Pros of dating Masamune

Wild crazy adventure most of the time

This boy will legit sweep you off your feet and take you on some crazy adventure, so you better be prepared to hike up mountain sides, explore caves or even just have fast-paced horse rides through the open fields for no reason at all other than to feel the wind in your hair and so that Masamune can spend some time with his kitten

Your quiet soft-spokenness is no problem for this loud dumbass. 

He will most likely do most of the talking until you are comfortable to open up on your own. Beware dad jokes, and puns are definitely going to be fired your way

This boy will pester you 24/7, by poking your cheek or teasing you for hours, anything to get you to open up to him

Masamune like you, is a curious cat, so when he sees you always scribbling in your journal you best be sure he is ganna steal that straight out of your hands, to see what you’re up to. 

His eyes would light up in delight when he sees it filled with all your thoughts and cool ideas

Will 100% tease you, i.e. hold the journal over your head, as you try and jump to get it back, “Masa gimme back my journal!” he will legit give you the biggest smile, “Oooh and what will you do, feisty little kitten, if I don’t.” 

He loves the sight of playful mischief swirling around in your eyes, “last warning” you would say with the biggest grin

He is sister shook when you steal his eye patch and blot. It takes this wild cat 0.2 seconds to regain composure and start to chase you

The two of you cuties are always engaging in playful games like that, and usually, your game of chase would end with him catching you and tickling you mercilessly

Is hella surprised when he hears the sound of beautiful singing coming from who knows where one day. 

He is absolutely mesmerised by the beautifully soothing voice and follows the sound to the kitchen where he sees you full-blown singing and dancing

He is absolutely enchanted by you, and the way you move around the kitchen dancing and cooking

Can’t help but sneakily come up behind you and wrap his arms around your waist, “Well well well, you sure are full of surprises aren’t you kitten.” Cue the meal you were making being burnt by Masamune distracting you with a kiss, or should i rather say several kisses

It’s not uncommon for the two of you to be singing and dancing together in the kitchen, as Masamune cooks the two of you something absolutely delicious

You can’t help but laugh at the one-eyed dragon as he tries to dance all sexy like you but it comes out looking more goofy and clumsy

He will steal your sketches and display them all over his manor, and if someone comes to visit and takes notice of the sketch you best be sure this boy is going to brag like crazy at how wonderful and talented his kitten is

Fall in love with you again, whenever he sees you and his little tiger cub play together. He doesn’t hesitate to join in the fun. The two cute tigers usually land up play fighting for your affection.

He knows you love animals so when the two of you come across an injured kitten in the forest he doesn’t hesitate to adopt the second cat and then give the kitten to you. 

Soon the two of you manage to rescue yet another poor defenceless animal this time it was a wolf pup that’s mother had been killed by some hunters. 

Not that Masamune minds having a full house of rescued animals, he knows you adore animals, and he would adopt even a pet elephant if that meant getting to see that beautiful smile grace your face

He also loves the night sky so he would plan moon-viewings just for the two of you. 

Keeping to his spontaneous sense of adventure, he would often sneak into your room and guide you up to the top of the castles roof, where you would find a picnic set out for the two of you

He definitely calls you kitten very early on in your relationship, not only cause you’re as cute as a sweet kitten but because you are curious and stealthy like one too.

Masamune is the king of affectionate gestures well right next to Hidemama but still. He is a firm believer that action speaks louder than words so don’t be surprised if he is pulling you into an empty room when he spots you in the hallway between meetings, for a quick make-out sesh. 

He loves it when you are being clingy, and to be honest, he is quite clingy himself. He wants to spend every possible moment with you, whether it is just chilling together in his room or going on some crazy adventure, if your not there he feels a bit lonely 

Speaking of affectionate gestures whenever the two of you are apart, both of you would continuously write to each other, this ranges from cute doodles and funny puns about how your days have been, to beautiful romantic poems pouring out your every feeling and affection into it for each other

This is especially something the two of you do during times of war when you are apart 

Either way, Masamune knows that when he returns his kitten will be at the gate waiting for his ready to run and jump into his arms, as he twirls you around.

He will care for his little kitten when you go into Mitsunari mode, and trust me when I saw he is not afraid to spoon feed you like Hideyoshi does with Mitsunari. 

If he sees you are working too hard, he will be sure to bring your plenty of food, snacks and water during the day to make sure his kitten stays healthy. 

If you are looking tired or overworking yourself, Masamune will legit pick you up and throw you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and carry you to his futon where he will trap you in your arms and coax you to sleep. 

He won’t listen to any complaints, and if you try to complain about wanting to finish your task, he will kiss you until you forget all about your duties.

Cons of dating Masamune

In the beginning, the two of you struggle to see eye to eye much like with you and Nobunaga, mainly cause this boy is super loyal to his clan, and at one point he low key tried to kill you because you stood up for your friends Yuki and Sasuke

But after the two of you got into a relationship he puts his love for you above his duty and would never hurt you and would definitely kill anyone who would make his kitten sad! Although his clan and role as leader does cause the occasional conflict 

Also, he was a bit of a playboy when the two of you first met, and your first kiss was on a bit of a whim, because, “You just looked so cute and kissable at that moment.” This means you have to have the uncomfortable boundary talk with this wild tiger, i.e. “you can’t just go around kissing people, Masamune, the mood has to be right, both people need to be aware etc.”

Although in saying that the second he got to know you and fell in love with you, he swore off his playboy ways and dedicated his life and heart to you and only you

Because of past trauma, you need to be patient with this boy and give him as much support as possible, like when he goes into a panic about whether you are alive or not. 

Luckily your soft kind-hearted nature helps you in this aspect of the relationship cause you know he just needs to feel your warmth and beating puls/heart.

You are also the one to teach him that it is okay to cry and that it is not a sign of weakness although many a time it is you who holds him tight and cries the tears for him, that stings his eyes and unable to fall

Relationship point

I score this relationship   5/5

I think the two of you are very compatible and that’s not just because of my bias for matching you two cuties up originally. The two of you just have so much chemistry and things in common. I cant help but believe that no matter what, the two of you would 9/10 time always end up together. Masamune’s wild spontaneous side balances out your quiet soft spoken side perfectly. Masamune will always be there to bring a smile to your face with his goofy jokes and crazy shenanigans and you are always there by Masamune’s side offering him support and helping him to grow into the best version of himself. Together you two cuties make an unstoppable match, making all those around you jealous of your pure love for each other. 

I hope you enjoyed this dear! 🔥🌻❤

[snexy-the-snail]

A Little Game

Sam knew part of the risks dating an archangel was the fact he was ridiculously overpowered. It wasn’t that Gabriel did it on purpose, he just didnt really grasp that shrinking people was actually pretty damn terrifying, though at this point though he had gotten used to it.

Gabriel wouldn’t hurt him, despite being a prick at times he was very gentle with him no matter what.

“I know you’re trying to sneak up on me.” He says rolling his eyes. He smiles a bit when he heard a huff, no doubt Gabriel was pouting at the moment. Funnily enough he did that a lot, Sam had gotten used to it at this point.

“Awe Samshine you’re no fun.”

Sam chuckles slightly and turns around in the chair to look at the archangel, who was indeed pouting like a kid. He knew what was coming next, either Gabriel would drag him to have a candy filled abomination or he’d be crammed into his archangel’s stomach.

“What can I say, my sixth sense got better when I became an archangel’s snack.” He replies with a small grin. He looks Gabriel up and down watching curiously for any tells on which treatment he would be getting. Judging by the sly look it was going to be a game.

“Oh~ shall we put it to the test Samshine?” He asks with a wide grin. Sam raises an eyebrow as Gabriel clasps his hands together excitedly. He wasnt sure if he liked that look. He takes a step back when Gabriel goes to snap quickly putting his hands up in defense.

“Ah ah, rules first.” He says quickly. He had made the mistake a few times of not getting the rules before the game which usually ended up with him getting caught a lot sooner than he’d like.

“Fine fine rules first.” Gabriel says sighing dramatically as if it was such an inconvenience to tell him. Sam rolls his eyes and crosses his arms waiting for his archangel to explain what twisted game they would be playing.

“It’s going to a cat and mouse type game. You get a minute to hide and have to avoid me for twenty minutes or I’ll get a treat.” Gabriel says with a wide grin obviously showing his teeth off on purpose.

Sam sighs and shakes his head fondly knowing this wasnt the worst game Gabriel had come up with, and at least he had time to hide. If he survived the twenty minutes they cuddled instead, it was always a given. Gabriel liked physical contact after all.

“No using your powers to cheat.” He adds on. He grins at the look of utter annoyance on his archangel’s face. That would buy him some time that and the fact he knew the bunker inside and out. This would be easy as long as he didnt  get cocky.

“Ugh fine. You’re soooooo boring sometimes.” Gabriel whines. He snaps and instantly Sam was tiny. He was a lot smaller than he was used too which meant either Gabriel was a little too eager or the archangel wanted him to get colder so he would surrender in the end.

“Hey! Give me some credit, I put up with your games.” Sam says, grinning slightly before hurrying off. He knew the minute was already ticking down and he wanted a good hiding place. He settled down and hoped he could make it the twenty minutes. He knew deep down he wouldn’t but it was always a fun little game.

“Ready or not, here I come~”

Sam huddles down further in his hiding place determined to win this game.

There was one minute left and the archangel was obviously getting frustrated with not being able to find him. Sam grins widely and peeks at Gabriel from his hiding place.

“Oh come on! You’re legs are so short! Where the hell did you go?” Gabriel whines checking behind a potted plant. He had to give the Winchester some credit, he was a damn good hider. He might even win this one.

Sam was counting down the seconds when something brushed against his leg. He jumped back and turned to face what it was, all blood draining from his face when he saw the freakishly large spider. It was easily bigger than him and was looking at him curiously which couldn’t be good.

“Oh fuck!” He hisses out stumbling back from the spider and out of his hiding place, said spider slowly stalking him out from behind the bookcase. Note to self burn the bookshelf, or have Gabriel smite the whole bug population one of those.

“There you are Samshine~”

Gabriel was on top of him before he could even process what was happening. He was up in the air in seconds, away from the eight legged abomination on the floor. This was one of the few times he was thankful he had been snagged off the ground.

“Alright you found me, only took you like twenty-nine minutes and like fifty seconds.” Sam says smugly. If it wasn’t for that damn spider he would’ve won. Things could be worse, a giant spider could be snacking on his insides.

“You’re just pissy I found you.” Gabriel says with a huff. Sam rolls his eyes knowing the archangel would be playing true to his role as the ‘cat’

“Slightly.” He admits with a sigh. He lets a startled noise out when Gabriel plops him.into his mouth, sealing him in easily. It was a lot smaller than he was used to, so everything seemed a lot larger than he was used to.

“Be careful! I know how you get.” He calls out, grumbling when Gabriel responds by pushing him around with a bit more force than needed.

He allowed himself to be pushed around used to the archangel’s playfulness by now. It definitely had been a lot more terrifying the first time there hadn’t been any warning and he was fairly certain he was going to die the first time.

He was used to this by now even if it was something he shouldn’t be used to. He rolls his eyes as he was squashed up against Gabriel’s palette, the familiar tugging sensation squeezing his body as Gabriel sucked on him like a piece of candy. Any pain slowly melting away as the knots from hunting were worked out.

He sighs heavily as he was squished back down by the slick muscle,  salvia coating every inch of his body by now. This was never unpleasant just annoying at most it was oddly pleasant at best. It was nice to be tucked away from the world when nothing could touch you at all.

“You doing okay Samshine?”

Oh another wonderful thing about an archangel boyfriend, mind communication.

“Yeah I’m fine.” Sam says with a small smile. He always found it nice when Gabriel made sure he wasnt being too rough with him. He got to pick the movies for a month after Gabriel had accidentally broken his arm he healed it instantly but it freaked the archangel out at how easily Sam could get hurt.

“You sure?”

Sam rolls his eyes and stretches out barely making a dent in the space around him. Gabriel really went small this time. Maybe that’s why he was being so cautious.

“Gabe, I promise that I’m okay.” He reassures his boyfriend, giving his tongue a friendly pat. He grins slightly when he was pushed back gently in response. He was shifted around a bit more before he started sliding back. Looks like Gabriel finally got his fill of playing around with him. Five minutes, wow that was a new low time. Usually it was around ten minutes, not that he was complaining it was just strange.

He shifts slightly and grimaces when he was swallowed very surprised when he got whacked by the uvula. His size was really different usually it took a lot more than just a swallow to get him down. The pressure wasn’t as bad either, just when he got down to the archangel’s stomach where the soft flesh squeezed his down into the area.

It technically wasn’t a human’s stomach so the colors were breathtaking. While Cas’s stomach was like a galaxy swirling around Gabriel’s was more of a warm sunset, mostly reds and oranges fading into eachother. It made reading relaxing down here.

He sighed happily and stretched out, looking around with a slight grin. At this size the folds cradled him more than he had expected and admittedly it was pretty nice.

“Comfy?” Gabriel asks teasingly, his voice rumbling around him like thunder. It was always a lot easier to get a snippet of an Angel’s true voice when tucked away inside.

Sam scowls a bit when the area was patted, face planting into the soft flesh in front of him. It really was the safest place, even of a bit weird.

“I would be a lot more if you didnt keep flinging me around.” He says grumpily trying to settle again. He sunk slightly into the 'floor’ of the stomach and it felt slightly like being in a hammock, a bit disorditing honestly.

“Dont be so grumpy, I didn’t mean to upset you Samshine.” Gabriel says playfully. Sam shakes his head fondly leaning against the stomach wall again, very smug to feel his archangel gently kneading at the flesh this time.

“Mmhm.” Sam says with a small grin. He stretches around and relaxes into the gentle movement of the flesh smushing against him. This was one of the ways he actually got rest. It was hard to dream of Lucifer when the grace he was surrounded in was associated with love and safety.

“Well it’s been fun but I’m going to get some sleep.” He says with a sigh. He shifts slightly getting more comfortable before giving the flesh above him a small pat. It was easy to drift off after that. He didnt realize he was that tired until he practically passed out.

“Night Sammy.”

Gabriel purrs out. It set his mind at ease knowing he was tucked away, safe from the world inside his archangel.

[poetryandnightmaress]

Are there ever situations in which one of your f/os needs your comfort?

I’ll try to answer this question with all of my romantic F/O’s, because I can ;w;

And before you ask: Of course there are situations like those. Some might not show it, but they all have feelings and their own problems, so I’m trying to not be that self centered, helping them.

Toma: He’s a true sunshine, but he actually needs comfort when I do as well. The only thing that truly drags him down is knowning that I’m in a bad state and he couldn’t help or protect me. This ends up in both of us cuddling close to each other.

Trevor Belmont: This poor men gets so much hate, it’s insane. People are always whispering about him, I really know how much of a burden that is. And so, when he comes home stressed out and grumpy, I often make him some hot chocolate, while laying a carpet onto him and telling him to rant about everything. We both rant about all the dudes hurting him and we feel way better after.

Louis Amamiya: Louis is already a worried men, but he also has experiences in panic attacks, sadly. The things who totally throw him offguard are insults of strangers and huge stress hitting at once. Since we both have our problems with panic attacks and similar stuff, we teached each other how to react in such situations. I will hold his hand, leave him room to breathe and calm him down with some words. 

Dante: Dante would never show he’s upset or done openly. Not even when he’s with me. But I recognize the small details, when he needs some comfort. He knawing on his down lip, the nervous looks, he talks a bit less... Then, I cuddle against his breast and look at him as cute as I can. Mostly, he melts away and tells what happened, while I listen to him, still cuddling.

V: V often feels guilt for things he has done in his past. His sad expression is sometimes too much for me. And so, when I see him in this state, I ran towards him hugging him tightly while crying. I know, he’s uncomfortable with showing his weakness and I know, he hates when I notice him being sad and upset, but after a while of hugging, he slowly relaxes and takes me in his arms. We’re silent for the whole time, just sitting there and hugging it out. 

Aymeric de Borel: Even a commander can be sad at times. And so, when he falls stressed out in his bed, I careful go into his room and sit beside him to stroke his hair. He will ask if it’s ok he’s venting now, and I always tell him it’s ok. And so, he tells everything that happened, while I just look into his eyes, holding his hand.

Noctis Lucis Caelum: Noct can barely keep his problems hidden. If something big is bothering him, he will go into his room and cry it out. Usually, he wants something to hug afterwards, but while he cries, he wants to be alone. After he calmed down a bit, I sneak into his room with my Mogry plush and some pillows. I try to make some jokes with him as well, but when it’s something serious, I keep silent and just try to make everything as comfortable as possible.

Lon’Qu: Another candidate for the topic “Rather not talk about it”. Lon’Qu actually needs a lot of comfort, even tho he would never ever admit it. He is a bit scared of touches, and so, when he’s upset, I’ll just look at him and tell him it’s ok. It’s not his fault. He did what he could. And I’m proud of him.

Chrom: Chrom is, like Noctis, pretty emotional. But different then the nerd prince, Chrom isn’t afraid to show his emotions. He will talk openly when he had a bad day, and I give him comfort by telling him about my day or just hugging. and a bit of massaging his shoulders.

Jakob: And another one, who hates to show his problems around me. He gets more rude around everybody else, but tries to smile around me while shivering. Then, I ask him to calm down and to drop his butler facade for a while. He then unties his ponytail and starts to scream out his anger, while I leave him for a while. After that, I come in with some tea, and we talk about some other stuff.

Shiro: Another sunshine, who can get sad rarely. If he does, he cuddles up in his bed and silently cries. I often ask him then what’s wrong, and while he tells everything, I take him in my arms while trying to dry his tears.

Angel: Angel? Needing Comfort? She would never say she needs it, but when she needs it, she gets aggressive and defensive. Then, she doesn’t want any hugs or kisses. She just wants to smash something down, while I’m sitting in her room listening to her.

Kusuriuri: He’s pretty honest over his emotions, so when he needs comfort, he will just say it. Then, I’ll take care of him by making both of us some tea and giving him drawing ideas. And sometimes, I feed him some cookies, while we talk about it.

2B: On the outside, 2B has her troubles showing emotions. But when she’s alone with me, she will often ask me to stay with her for a while. It often ends up in her taking of her eyebound to reveal sad shiny eyes, and her hugging me suddenly while slowly calming down.

A2: Why do I have so many f/o’s having trouble to tell when they need help? anyways, A2 is similar to Angel. She will smash things down and rampage in her room, after that I come in and she rants about all her anger, while I just listen.

N: Like me, N is a crybaby and often cries about his past. I understand him so well, and so, I often visit him when he’s in a bad state. I bring my pokemon plushies with me, so he can cuddle some while he ends his crying. I wish I could help him more...

Raihan: Dragon Boi is passive-aggressive when being in a bad state. He gives himself the guilt for how things have happened and him not being strong enough. Then, I try to sneak underneath his hoodie, looking him in the eyes and telling him how awesome he is. Also, he stays away from social media, so he doesn’t trigger someone.

Leon: Since he’s a champion since he’s pretty young, he’s often stressed out. He always calms down when I come in and treat him like an ordinary men instead of a godlike champion everybody looks up to. We also often play with his pokemon, it distracts him as well!

Kogami Shinya: You will never notice when Kogami is having a bad day and needing comfort. So, it’s really hard for me to recognize when he needs my help. I often talk to him, but Idk what else could help him.

[the-ghost-writers]

Monster BF headcanons

Cause why not? But really it’s because some peeps on discord ( @punkpoppunkpop @aurumdragonfly and a few others) wanted to know what kinda boyfriend their favorite monsters would be, and I was happy to oblige.

Orc 

You met him by walking past while he was training and you stopped to watch.

With an audience, he felt the need to really show off and go hard to show just how strong he is.

He sauntered up to you expecting you to be smitten. 

You were, but you caught him off guard with your praise from calling him cute.

 He got flustered, which made him stutter, which made him even more flustered. 

At least once a day you remind him of how much of a dork he was when yall first met. 

He hushes you by wrapping you up in a bear hug where he squeezes just tight enough to keep you from speaking. 

He really likes carrying you around.

Play with his beard and he'll melt. 

Loads more under the cut. (Shoot an ask if you want a headcanon of a species that isn’t listed)

Wyvern 

You originally met because he was hunting you but then he got so caught up in talking with you that he forgot he was hungry.

Regularly takes you on flying trips because he likes flying and likes spending time with you, so doing both is amazing to him.

Has no arms so he uses his neck to wrap around and "hug" you.

Tends to perch (like a bird) on anything and everything.

Gets overexcited and tackles you to the ground if you've been apart.

Immediately apologizes.

Loves to smother you with kisses at a rapid-fire pace.

Curls around and tucks you under his wing when it's time for bed.

Cuthulu 

You just wanted to swim in the ocean when you happen to cut yourself and managed to bleed in just the wrong or right spot to summon him. 

Horrifying cause he's over 20 stories tall and doesn't like shrinking down. 

Still shrinks down so he can be held by you when he's feeling touched starved.

Has trouble speaking any human language so he uses his hands for communication.

Sometimes forgets that you need air to breathe and his kisses leave you light headed.

Most people go mad if they look into his eyes, so do you but you fall mad in love.

Knows people are afraid of him, but he wants to be with you so he sneaks around to steal you away for a trip to the ocean floor (don't worry, he has a way to let you breathe.) 

His Earth home is a massive cave littered with glittering crystals. 

Kobold 

He’s absolutely teeny, not to mention tiny, but he acts like he's the biggest man around. 

Shout everything without realizing it. 

He's just really energetic. 

Feels the need to defend your "honor" from everything. 

Sometimes he'll try to fight someone for just looking at you. 

You have to stop him cause he really isn't a fighter. 

Despite his mishaps, he loves you more than anything. 

When you asked why he “protects” you so much, he said kobolds always protect their treasure. 

Seriously, he's like waist high. 

Really good at fixing things tho, not a single door in your house squeaks and he fixed you A/C in under an hour.

Robot 

Large and in charge. 

Literally, he's 8 feet and built with the purpose of being a security guard. 

After his day job is over, he goes and spends the rest of his time with you. 

Doesn't need sleep, just to recharge, so if he's plugged in then he can stay up with you all night. 

Or really until you fall asleep

To sleep in bed with you, you two installed a special charging station in your bedroom that use cords to charge him and allow him to lay in bed with you. 

The cords are on his back so he's always the big spoon.

A very, very big spoon. 

Constantly upgrading his body to be more comfortable for you. 

His latest upgrade was heating plates for when you're cuddling together. 

Sometimes speaks in robot which is apparently a thing they don’t like doing in front of humans and it’s a whole lotta beeps and whirrs before he remembers who he's talking to and tries again.

Minotaur 

The biggest grump you know. 

Although he's notably less grumpy with you than he is with others.

A scowl is always on his face but sometimes he forces it to keep up his image.

"What do you mean I need new clothes? My loincloth only has three tears in it." 

Excellent sense of direction. 

Really likes tight spaces.

Won't admit that he likes it when you're sitting on his shoulders. 

Run your fingers through his leg fur and it'll bristle. 

Hates the cold and will shamelessly use you as a personal heater. 

Mummy 

Actually woke up in a museum, you were the only one around at a time.

At an utter loss of why he's not in the afterlife.

He followed you home thinking it was a path to the beyond.

Was not happy when he learned it wasn't.

Not all too concerned because he thinks he'll get there eventually.

Calmed down but didn't leave your home because he had nowhere else to go.

Still thinks he's in Egypt and that only a few years have passed since his death. 

Won’t tell you who he was in life because he knows that it bugs you that you don’t know who he was.

Doesn't like seeing what's under his wraps but will show you if asked. 

After a while, he learns he has a bit of magic and can levitate things. 

Levitates you towards him and wraps you up (He doesn't get the joke) in his arms so he has something to hold. 

Doesn't actually realize he's falling for you until months later when you're already practically a couple. 

Thinks technology is magic even a year has passed since he woke up and you’ve explained what a smartphone is seven times now. 

Kaiju 

Walks around on four legs and is as big as a 15 story building. 

Regularly gets in fights with other kaiju, wins every other one.

Will come home (to your home, his is the ocean) victorious and start gloating about how amazing he is until you join in.

It’s because he adores your praise. 

If he lost, he'll be whimpering for you to take care of him (can't do much other than kiss it better but he has regeneration.) 

You're starting to wonder if he gets in so many fights so you'll give him attention. 

Speaks broken English and his voice is gravely. 

Lays on top of you if you try to leave when he doesn't want you to. 

Doesn't care that your work won't take "a giant kaiju sat on me" as an excuse for being late. 

Eastern Dragon 

"Respect your elders" any time you disagree with him in the slightest. 

Always floating around, hasn't touched the ground or been still in 50 years. 

Stubby arms.

He's sensitive about it. 

Twirls his mustache and cackles like a villain when he's being a little shit. 

"I'm the most humble person I know." 

Sometimes he'll take you up in the air and hold you in his coils to get you alone. 

Changes size a lot, sometimes he's the size of a train and sometimes he's the size of a shoelace. 

Gives dumb people sass but has yet to sass you. 

Werewolf 

Sometimes you wonder if he's a werewolf or a weregolden retriever. 

Always eating but never gains weight. (A nice combination of a good metabolism and a daily shape-shifting transformation that burns through thousands of calories.)

Snerks when someone starts talking about an “Alpha” werewolf.

Sheds like a bitch. (He DOES get the joke) 

His kisses are just lots of face licks.

Will start gnawing on your leg/arm if you ignore him too much. 

If you're not physically touching him to some extent he gets upset.

Super fluffy and surprisingly muscular.

Prefers his meats raw. 

Doesn't like fish. 

At all. 

An utter slut for head scritches.

Skeleton 

A total jokester.

Feels weird being naked. 

Will be naked for a prank tho. 

Skeletor is his idol.

Part-time job at the high school science lab. 

Knows every vine and meme there is.

2spooky4u 

Uses his bones to play songs. 

Don't call him sans. 

Don't ask him for a hand either, he'll toss his detached hand to you. 

"I've got a boner" 

"Rattles me bones!" 

Dressed up as Jack Skellington for Halloween. 

Deathclaw 

Originally tried to kill you but you were so pitiful cute that he stopped.

Once he deemed that you’re not a threat, he started ignoring you. 

Because your home is so close to his, his started seeing you as a part of his territory.

Eventually stopped being agitated by you and grew comfortable enough to not be on guard around you.

Rescued you from a bandit raid once but wouldn’t let you go home after, took you to his home.

It’s your new home, he’s your new roommate. 

Always wants you in his sight, he’ll follow you if you leave and corral you back to his cave if you wander too far off. 

Intelligent but doesn’t speak a lick of English, although has come to learn and react to a few key phrases “Hi, Love you, Fuck.”

That last one has led to a few problems when you shouted it in pain and he misinterpreted it. 

If he spends enough time outside in the day, he’ll glow in the dark in his cave. 

It used to make you sick but you grew used to it you might have radiation poisoning. 

He doesn’t care for his glowing body parts until he noticed your interest in him grows when he glows. 

Allows you to freely explore him. 

“Laughs” when you touch his teeth (he doesn’t understand why you’re fascinated by them but they’re so big that you just have to touch.) 

Wyvern 2.0 

So liked that he got an encore

When he’s excited, he wags his tail but that makes him lose balance, so sometimes he’ll fall over when he first sees you. 

The lack of arms means he uses his head to nudge everything, and his tongue when it’s something delicate to handle. 

Definitely a morning person. 

He always wakes up before the sun rises, but he won’t try to leave the bed/nest until you’re up as well.

While you sleep, and especially while he’s waiting for you to wake up, he combs his wing tips along your soft spots because he likes the face you make when you’re comfortable. 

Can not be faulted being too big, you’re just too small. 

Really likes emeralds for some reason, he’s not sure why. 

When you lie next to him, you can hear his heartbeat and how it beats faster from you being near.

Trent 

A self-appointed guardian of the forest. 

Said forest is in your backyard. 

Notices you taking care of plants and thinks of you as a friend. 

Shocked when he reveals himself and you get excited. 

He expected you to be scared, not bouncing with excitement. 

Indulges you in your request to know more about him and shows all he can do, from manipulating plants to lifting boulders. 

Turns smug when you’re in awe of his body but is humbled from how soft you are and how much he likes touching you. 

Compares you to that of a flower and himself as a tree.

After that day, he starts inviting you to tea using the herbs he grows and shows off his pretty flowers. 

Gives you a flower crown that’s enchanted to never wilt. 

Fascinated by the glass objects in your house. 

Feels guilty for tracking dirt into your house.

Gryphon 

You’ve actually known him since he was a child because you two grew up together. 

Separate homes tho, his family lived in a forest beside your family’s home.

You both know the ins and outs of each other what with you two being best friends.

Puberty treated him very well and he grew to be very strong. 

In time, the aftermath of your wrestling sessions (if you win it’s only because he LET you win) went from the two of you finding food to laying together and watching the sky. 

He can’t speak aside from squawking, so you have to carry the conversations along. 

You can typically ride on his back to get to places. 

He bumps his beak against your head in his way of giving kisses. 

Belly rubs slay him. 

Taurus Demon 

Very open about his sexuality. 

Also one of the bigger demons around so he doesn’t worry about much. 

Spends his time waiting for the chosen undead laying around with you. 

Likes it when you’re laying on top or against him cause it lets him play with you.

Happy rumbles when he sees you.

“Look at my boyfriend! He’s so fucking small!” 

Really wants to train you to fight.

Lays in a bed of fire with you on top of him, his body protecting you from the heat.

Really blushy if he ever forgets his loincloth. 

Doesn’t realize that shouting at people to not look will only draw their attention.

Capra demon 

Tall but feels short for a demon. 

Actually a really good dancer (he pretends he’s using his swords.) 

Dog person. 

Likes to get into “friendly” competitions with you.

He’ll try to let you win but he’s too competitive. 

Wants to explore the world with you.

Thinks magic is really cool. 

Fuck shields tho. 

Really likes being the little spoon. 

Mothman 

You two met underneath a flickering street lamp.

Neither of you actually noticed each other until he bumped into you. 

You screamed, he fluttered his wings. 

When you both calmed down, he gave you a curious look cause he expected you to run. 

He’s really tall and you have crane your neck to see his face, but all you see are two red eyes. 

He wanders off and something in the back of your head tells you to follow. 

He brings you to a small opening in a forest where fireflies float about. 

He plops down and you sit beside him. 

He opens up fast and wraps an arm/wing around you as you both watch the show the bugs put on for you. 

You do this every week without ever saying a word. 

Last time you two met, he planted a kiss on your forehead and you two fell asleep on the ground, laying together. 

He soft.

[mollymauk-teafleak]

Tell us some more about luka?

I’ll do you one better, my friend. Credit to the wonderful @minky-for-short!

Babies were very, very soft. Taako was growing to realise this, the more time he spent with one.

Not that two weeks was a particularly long stretch but it had to be something crazy like eighty per cent of the entire time the little lady had been alive, which was a thought and a half.  Taako considered that as he carefully lifted her out of the makeshift crib they’d cobbled together for her, out of a crate that had once contained fresh peaches which he’d long ago turned into a pie so tasty it would make the gods weep but that was just his opinion.

“Hey there little ankle biter, c’mon, no need for that,” he mumbled sleepily, though there wasn’t much chance of her hearing him under her own plaintive, shrill screams, “If you wanna cuddle all you had to do was ask nicely…gotta work on your manners…”

The tiny half elf didn’t seem to share his opinion, screwing her tiny little fists against her eyes and wailing louder if anything.

“Yeah, okay, point taken,” Taako sighed, pulling the soft star patterned blanket tighter around her, hoping that would comfort her in some small way.

He walked her around what had once been his husband’s study but was now a temporary nursery, slow, wide circles as he rocked the gentle warm weight of the little baby until her snuffling and keening turned into slightly grumpy grizzles. Though Taako’s worries weren’t as easy to shift.

Most of those worries revolved around that word temporary. And what exactly that meant. And what Taako wanted it to mean.

The tiny baby turned closer to his chest, enjoying the silk of his nightshirt, a tiny starfish hand fastening in the front as she let out a high, whimpering sigh. As adorable as it was, it only made Taako groan under his breath, ears drooping a little. He meandered over to the window, perching himself on the cushioned seat so the little girl could look out over the fields if she wanted to. Just letting her see the world, reminding her where she was. Sometimes Taako needed that, after he’d let the memories at the corners of his mind have too much freedom; he needed something to hold on to that confirmed the here and now.

“Had a nightmare, huh, pumpkin?” he whispered, thumb gently running over her pale, almost ice white skin, “No sweat, I’m no stranger to those…they can’t hurt you, not really…”

He stroked the dark blue curls that crowned the top of her head next, they were almost impossibly silky. She seemed to like that a lot, her eyelids suddenly growing heavy and her lips parting so he could see the tip of her tongue poke out. That drew a fond chuckle from the elf.

“Atta girl, I’ve got ya,” he nodded, leaning back against the window and crossing one stick thin leg over the other and bending to kiss her forehead, “If any of those rotten nightmares come back, you just come running to Taako, kay? Well, maybe not running, you can’t even lift your own head up yet. Best wait a while before you give it a go. Believe me, milk that ‘I’m a baby’ excuse for all it’s worth. Pretty soon people are gonna try and get you to, like, do sh…stuff…”

“Good save,” a smooth, low voice without a hint of tiredness spoke up from the doorway.

Taako’s ears shot up instantly, head jerking to see Kravitz smiling coyly, somehow still looking unfairly handsome despite the fact that he’d just gotten back from an incredibly late call out at work. It wasn’t just the slick, dark suit, plush red tie, the gold bands keeping his braids back from his face though that was a pretty significant part of it. It was that smile, crooked and playful, his eyes bright and looking at Taako with so much love that it was pretty disarming.

“I, ah, I just don’t have the change for the swear jar,” he insisted, smiling back despite himself and the blush creeping up his narrow face, “Do I have to make you wear a bell, baby, you scared the hell out of me?”

“Sorry, it just looked too perfect to interrupt,” Kravitz shrugged apologetically, coming in, “May I sit?”

“Sure,” Taako nodded, leaning in and kissing him as soon as he sank down on the cushions next to him. He let it go on a few moments longer than strictly necessary, it hadn’t been fun waking up without his husband’s arm around him and he was ridiculously glad to see him home.

“Easy,” Kravitz giggled when they drew back for air, “Not in front of the baby…”

“She’s asleep, no harm no foul,” Taako snorted and it was true, the little half elf had long since nodded off, still clinging to the front of Taako’s shirt.

Kravitz smiled warmly, putting his arm around his husband, “She really does seem to love you.”

Taako felt his blush get a little deeper and his typical fidgeting start up, “Nah, she must just like hearing Elvish…”

The reaper rolled his red eyes but didn’t argue, kissing Taako’s cheek instead and letting him rest his head on his shoulder, fingers threading through his long hair in a way that made him melt and purr.

“I was thinking, actually…” he murmured after a while, “The little lady doesn’t have a name yet…”

Taako bit his lip, stiffening just a little under his touch, “I…I didn’t think we were going to give her one. I mean, it’s not like she’s…ours.”

Kravitz paused, looking down. He’d been afraid of this subject coming up between the two of them, more and more as they’d hung on to their new charge.

“You don’t want her to be ours…?”

There was a long silence, one where the night’s darkness seemed to press in, almost suffocating, around them. But when Taako eventually spoke, his voice was suddenly thick with tears.

“I do. I don’t want to but I do…”

“My darling,” Kravitz sighed softly, pulling back so he could wrap his arms fully around his husband, hating knowing that something he’d said had upset him so much, scrambling for apologies, “It’s okay…”

“It’s not,” Taako choked out, voice muffled as he pressed his face to Kravitz’s chest, as if that would stop the flow of words he’d been keeping hidden inside him for two weeks, “It’s selfish. I-I know she’d be way better off somewhere else, I’d be the worst parent every for her but…but I don’t want to give her away…I want her to stay here…I want to wreck her life, what the fuck does that say about me?”

Kravitz’s eyes widened in shock, “Taako, no. My dearest, how could you…you’d be a wonderful father. That’s exactly why I brought her here after I found her!”

Taako sniffled, tears rolling thickly down his freckled cheeks, “You…dude, you know more than anyone what a fucking mess I am…”

“That’s two in the swear jar, darling,” Kravitz tried a smile, reaching forward and stemming the flow of tears with a handkerchief swept from the inside of his jacket. When he only got a twisted mouth in response, he sighed gently, “All I know is what a kind, brave, determined person you are. How much you’ve been through and coped with. And how you’d be the perfect father for a poor little girl who’d been through the same…”

Taako sniffed, blinking rapidly, trying to stop the tears, “You…that’s…that’s so gay, babe…”

Kravitz laughed softly, face breaking into a warm grin, “I know right?”

Taako giggled helplessly too, resting his forehead on Kravitz’s until the tightness in his chest let go and he felt more like himself again.

“So…she could be ours…” Taako murmured, feeling the unfamiliar but welcome taste of hope in the back of his mouth, “We could…we could have a daughter.”

Kravitz rubbed the back of his neck, suddenly looking uncharacteristically shy, “Would now be a good time to mention that I’ve had about five different families I could have asked to take her in my address book this entire time but I didn’t want to say?”

Taako blinked before gasping incredulously, holding the baby tighter so he could shove his husband’s shoulder gently, “You sneak! You got me to cry!”

“I didn’t get you to do anything…” Kravitz shook his head, chuckling, “Are you mad at me?”

“No, course not, babe,” Taako shoved him again just for good measure, “Kind glad you didn’t actually, my existential crisis would have been, like, a factor of ten worse.”

Kravitz looked a little relieved, holding out his arms for the sleeping baby, gently carrying her back over to her peach crate crib, “And now she’s ours, how about that name?”

Taako hummed thoughtfully, tongue poking out in concentration as he padded over, wrapping his arms around Kravitz and resting his head between his shoulder blades, “Could we maybe name her after someone?”

“I think that would a wonderful idea,” Kravitz smiled, “After who?”

The answer came to Taako easily, there was one person more than anyone else that he wanted this little girl, currently soundly asleep in amongst the nest of the softest blankets that could be found at short notice, to grow up like.

“Lucretia,” he murmured, “Maybe something like Luka for short, so we don’t confuse a weeks old baby with a seventy year old human woman…”

Kravitz turned smoothly, cradling his husband’s face in his cool hands, the smile on his face bright and loving just as it had been when he’d first walked in, “I can’t imagine a better name for our daughter.”

Daughter…that word scared Taako. But he thought, as he closed the gap between Kravitz’s lips and his own, it was the best thing he’d ever been scared about in his life.

“Oh shit…Lup is going to kill me…”

[crowned-ladybug]

A Little Bit Sweet

How the fuck does one make up titles when there’s no fucking plot?

Anyone remember the fic I said I’d post like a week ago but never got around to? Yeah. It’s this one. Nothing special at all as well, just plotless bullshit. But at least it’s Something

Characters: Marvin, Jackie

Word count: 1.3k

Warnings: none. Marvelsepticeye.

“You’re horrible at this.”

“Just because I’m not doing it like you would, it doesn’t mean I’m doing it wrong.”

“You keep wasting your turns!”

“I’m no-”

“You’re gonna die again.”

“Oh, just shut up.”

“Fine.”

Jackie laughs at Marvin’s comical attempts at appearing mad, but he averts his eyes from the pokémon game he’s playing and decides to play along. He leans more into Marvin, who’s sitting behind him, legs on either side and arms wrapped around him, and nuzzles his head back against his shoulder. He laughs again when Marvin huffs in protest.

“There’s no need to be like that,” Jackie starts, grinning when Marvin turns his head away. “Aw, come on, babe,” he coos sweetly, and Marvin groans. “I’ll let you name the next one I catch, if you’d like.”

Marvin turns his head to look at him again, trying his best to look stern and resentful. But it’s really hard, with Jackie smiling up at him like that and lying in his arms, so warm and cosy and lovely. “Stop trying to bribe me, asshole.”

Jackie snorts and then bumps their foreheads together. He laughs again quietly when Marvin nuzzles his nose against his, his mock offended expression melting into a loving smile. He squeezes Jackie closer again with a sigh, his eyes slipping shut as he rests his forehead against his.

“Do you even need to be bribed?” Jackie teases, not like he has any complaints.

Marvin considers moving on to just cuddling peacefully again and busying himself with pressing kisses into Jackie’s neck, but that comment makes him decide against it. So instead he pulls back and does his best to stare Jackie down - which is admittedly very hard to do when the person you’re trying to stare down is looking at you like you’re their whole world.

“You seem to be forgetting that I’m a powerful magician, and I could easily destroy you and everything you love,” he makes his voice as serious as he possibly can, but it’s met with deaf ears apparently. Jackie turns back to his game halfway through the sentence, awfully comfortable and content and not at all intimidated. He seems a lot more interested in just making his character run circles in the long grass, looking for pokémon.

“Not when everything I love very much includes you,” Jackie hums without looking up, voice soft despite the teasing tone to it.

Marvin can’t help but smile at that. He chuckles a little and presses his nose into Jackie’s hair, planting a kiss onto his head. “Oh no,” he says in a voice that holds no distress at all. “You have found my one weakness.”

“And what would that be?”

Eyes shut and a soft smile on his lips, Marvin hums contently. “You.”

Jackie snorts, and then laughs properly. His shoulders and chest shake with it, and it only makes Marvin smile more. He’s so in love with this big, lanky idiot, who appreciates his shitty humour and puts too much emphasis on status moves in pokémon.

“Wow, I thought I was the one with the cheesy shit,” Jackie teases, laughter finally calming.

“Oh, don’t worry, I do definitely blame you entirely.”

Jackie shakes his head, nuzzling back against Marvin again. “Nah, I’m pretty sure that was some original, patented Marvin the Magnolia stuff right there. I have nothing to do with that.”

“Magnolia? Really? That’s the best you could do?” Marvin shoots back, sounding unimpressed, but then he shrugs and nonchalantly presses another kiss to Jackie’s head. “Well, the inspiration did come from you…”

Jackie finally gets into another battle (and he did win the one Marvin said he would lose, just for the record), and to Marvin’s relief uses an actual attack in the first turn. He doesn’t look away from the screen as he responds. “Oh, am I your muse now?”

“Hmm, I mean,” he presses his cheek against the side of Jackie’s head and watches him play with one eye closed. “I do try drawing you a lot. Emphasis on try, but y’know...the intentions are there.”

“Stop talking shit about yourself or I’m gonna punch you,” Jackie warns, waving a finger in the air for emphasis. Then he curses under his breath when he accidentally uses the wrong move and the game kindly infroms him that it didn’t do shit. “You’re ‘not very effective’.”

Marvin presses another kiss into Jackie’s hair, trying his best not to laugh. “Yeah, you tell ‘em, babe,” he mumbles. He finally starts laughing when Jackie tries to jab him with his shoulder, grumbling at him to shut up.

“Stop it,” Jackie whines when Marvin just won’t stop giggling into his hair. He cranes his neck, pushing Marvin’s head away and looking at him accusingly. “Stop laughing at my pain, you absolute monster.”

“Wow, I’m just not allowed to have any fun, huh?”

“Of course you’re not, what did you think?” Jackie deadpans, and it takes all his willpower not to smile like an idiot when Marvin snorts at that. “Your only purpose here is to be my personal pillow, not to enjoy yourself or some shit. Jesus.”

Marvin doesn’t stop laughing, even as he watches Jackie roll his eyes at him disapprovingly. His serious expression melts into a soft smile fairly quickly anyway. And when Marvin shakes his head at him fondly, he gives him a wide, proud grin that makes his eyes squint into thin lines.

“What, you don’t like my joke?”

“You’re such an asshole.”

“Well,” Jackie says lazily, stopping to adjust his position a bit, making Marvin groan in protest when his elbow winds up getting in closer relationship with his ribs for a moment. “It’s usually you who’s being a shit. I gotta get you back for it sometimes,” he looks awfully proud of himself as he waits for Marvin’s response. But instead of a mock-offended or witty remark like he expects, Marvin’s response is to sneak a hand under his shirt and fuck, that’s really cold. “Jesus fucking-...fuck! What are you...No, you stop that!”

Marvin giggles loudly at the absolutely wonderful reaction. He squeezes Jackie closer to himself, then finally withdraws his hand from under his shirt and even smooths out the fabric again afterwards.

“How the fuck are your hands so cold, what the fuck...” Jackie groans, neck twisted a little so that he can stare up at his boyfriend accusingly.

“Magic, duh.”

“That’s cheating.”

“Yeah, you keep telling yourself that,” Marvin hums, voice teasing and confident, but without much bite to it. He raises an eyebrow when he realises Jackie is still staring at him angrily. “Don’t you have a game to play?”

Jackie just huffs in response and turns back to his game he’d left off mid-battle. Marvin chuckles at him fondly and watches him do his thing over his shoulder again. One of his hands idly draws little patterns into Jackie’s stomach through his shirt, luckily without magically making his hand cold this time. He’s convinced peace has been restored that easily.

“You know what? When I get my groudon, I’m naming it after you,” Jackie comments offhandedly once the wild pokémon he’d been fighting faints and he moves on with his game. He feels Marvin pressing a kiss against his temple, and he tilts his head his way just a bit as if asking for another. Marvin laughs at him, but gives him another kiss.

“Why?”

Jackie grins. “Because it’s big, grumpy, and sleeps for hundreds of years.”

Marvin throws his head back and laughs loudly. Jackie can feel his chest heaving with it against his back, and it makes him really happy for some reason. “Wow, I thought it was gonna be nice.”

“Well,” Jackie says, resuming his game like nothing ever happened. “Get rekt, nerd.”

“Says the one with the glasses and flannels.”

“Jesus, do you ever shut up?”

[futurewriter2000]

hi! i love your ships so much and i was wondering if i could get a golden trio and marauder’s ship please? i’m a hufflepuff, i have blue eyes, brown hair, i wear big roundish glasses with blue frames, and i’m 4’10. i’m very passionate about musicals and i’ll love anyone who listens to me talk about them. i’m smart, but i’m awful at tests and studying, i’m kind of awkward but not really shy, and i’ll jump right into a conversation with anyone about just about anything but i hate pleasantries.

I ship you with George Weasley

George had a crush on you since the day you accidentally bumped you with your trolley. He didn’t know it at first, but he definetly liked you since then. The way you were just sitting on the ground, your blue eyes staring at him with shock and waiting for some explanation why did he bump you with his trolley. He really didn’t know how to start, because as you can see, he was love -struuuck. He thought you might start yelling at him, but you just burst out of laughing. He then later joined you until Fred and Charlie came from behind. “What happened?” asked Fred. “I accidentally bumped into her with my trolley” answered George. “ And you still havent helped her get up?” asked Charlie, while he helped you get up.

He never got your name so he was searching every compartment just to talk to you. “ Oi, George. This one is empty. Let’s go in here.” -”It probably stinks like feet in there. Let’s move on.” 

He never got you out of his head. He was stuck with a picture of you laughing on the ground. Your laugh was just the most beautiful thing he ever heard. He wanted to know who you were but not Fred, Percy nor Charlie really knew who you were.

He was annoyed not knowing who you were until you opened their compartment. “ Have any of you-oh!” you said as your realized it was the boy who knocked you on the ground. A smile appeared on your lips and tried to focus back on your task, but it was hard with him watching you. You never knew which one was which, but now you suddenly had a feeling you knew excatly whic one is George and which one is Fred. “Hello there guy, who has knocked me down with his trolley, and his brothers. I was just looking for my friends cat. She is grey, scruffy, old and very grumpy.” George wanted to say something but nothing could escape his mouth. (you can say a cat got his tounge ;) )”My brother is deeply sorry for being such a clumbsy git and no, we haven’t seen Kiwi.” replied Fred. “I think your brother can appologise to me himself. And I never told you her name was Kiwi.” - “You didn’t? Shoot. Must have been the cat I kicked out of the train because it was attacking me.” replied Fred, making you laugh again. And there it was again. Your laugh that made George’s eyes sparkle.

There was a problem though. Instead of George, you fell for Fred. It wasn‘t like this big crush, just like you weren’t this big crush for George. He still dated other girls, while he checked you out when you passed by or flirt with you whenever he got the chance. And you. The main reason you flirted back with George was only to make Fred jealous. I mean, yes they are identical but Fred made your heart just melt with his voice. 

Love triangle: George —> You —> Fred —-> other girls, hich probably like Fred back or have a massive crush on his brother George.

In your final year you had Transfiguration with the twins and when proffesor McGonngal said the project George hoped to be with you, you with Fred, Fred with Angelina and Angelina with George. You were paired with Lee, while George with Angelina and Fred with your friend. You were so jealous of your friend, seeing them laugh and talk about her cat. It just made you angry, but then George saw you and switched himself with Lee (because he’s George and he can) He hated seeing you falling for his brother, but the two of you simply went along just fine. You forgot about Fred and the two of you were terrific together.

Since your project you and George have been hanging a lot together. You sat down next to him at the Gryffindor table to discuss your “project” but honestly the two of you talked about everything. Literally everything. He made you laugh and embarassed at the same time. Sometimes the two of you would be in the library “studying” (actually just pretending to study) and he would steal your attention every time he could. “Okay. We need to concetrate on this.”  you tried to be serius. “Then concentrate.” -”I can’t if you keep staring at me and tickle me.” you laughed. -”Then don’t study.” -”I have to study. “ -”Oh come on. Go with me to Honeydukes. We can buy sweets and then get back to… what are we supposed to study?” - “Potions and how are we going to get to Honeydukes?” -”You’ll have to trust me on thaat one. So are you in?” -”Well…I’m probably going to do bad on this test anyway so why not.”

That day he took you to Honeydukes and the two of you ate so much sugar, that you could run a marathon. He always put his arm on your shoulder while the two of you were waiting for Butterbeers or just during the walk, and that pissed you off. “I am not your armrest Weasley.” -”But you’re just so tiny.” he’d tease you. “That’s probably why I haven’t seen you with my trolley.” -”Which I still am waiting for your appology.” 

At the end of the day the two of you would probably end up in a snow fight. Having your hight was probably a privlige when it came to these things, because you could hide anywhere. “Who’s tiny now!!” you would yell, throwing another snowbally at his face.

When you mentioned him musicals, which you loved, he would just be there,listening and watching how your eyes glow when you mention it. “When I saw West side story I was crying so much. But I was also so pissed because they fucking murdered Bernardo and Tony. Just…tossers.” or “Did you watch the Newsies. Freaking amazing..” and you would just continue with your fangirling over every character in your favorite musical. “Should I be jealous of this (your favorite character in a musicle)?” -”Why would you be jealous?” “For a smart person you are utterly clueless.” he said before wrapping his hands around your waist, pulling you closer and kissin you passionatelly. 

Since the kiss you were really awkward around him. You didn’t know what to say or to do. Do you say hi or do you kiss him? Are you friends or are you together? George, knowing you for the past few years, knew how utterly confused you were, but he wanted the two of you together and he made damn sure that you were. 

Everytime he saw you he would run to you, wrapping his arms around you, lift you up and twirl you around, before placing you back on the ground and greeting you with a kiss. It was just adorable and everybody loved the two of you together.

You would cheer for him at the Quidditch games and embarass him. Not because you wanted to ( I mean you did) but it was just something you could control. Example: Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff. “DAMMIT ANTHONY HIT THAT BLUDGER TO THE WEASLEYS LIKE A MAN! KICK THEM DEAD! “ George would look at you and laugh. “Sorry babe! You got this!” and then again “GOD DAMMIT ANTHONY! PROTECT CEDRIC FOR GOD’S SAKE! “

And after the match. “I can’t believe we WON!” -” Yeah. it was probably because of that brunnete who was threatning Anthony, that if he doesn’t hit the bludger towards us, she is going to take that bat and hit him with it.” - “To be honest I was supporting you too.” - “ Yeah, that’s why the Bludger knocked Fred off his broom.” -”I said I was sorry.”

Snogging in the library, empty classrooms, cmmon room, dorms, broom closets, Filch’s Office….just a lot of snogging everywhere.

You would help them run their shop and be their test subject. “Something is not right…” -”OH YOU THINK! IT TURNED HER INTO A GUINEA PIG! panicked George. And after transforming you back: “Oh thank god you’re okay.” - “That was so strange.” you said as you only remembered just a flash of something, before seeing George again. “So you are not mad at us for turning youu into a guinea pig?” -”YOU TURNED ME INTO A PIG!” “We turned you into a GUINEA pig.” said Fred. -”And the most cutest one.” continued George, placing a kiss on your forehead.

Cuddles….so much cuddles that included tickling and pillow fights (Because George) 

Long night talks with him about everything. Sometimes when you couldn’t sleep you would just wake him up. “George.” you whispered, getting a some muttering in return. “George?” -”What?” -”Do you think young McGonngal ever sneaks on students as an animagnus and listens to them talking about her?” -”Love. It’s three in the morning.” -”I know but..” -“Shh..” and after a moment of silence. “I mean probably she did..” he would add. “Right! I hope she didn’t hear me curse when I got my test back.”

For the Marauders I ship you with Remus Lupin (Its midnight and I’m so exhausted)

Remus had been your classmate for six  years, yet the two of you never talked. EVER! Untill he was assigned for you as your tutor in Potions. Honestly, Chemistry wasn’t your strong suit (or is it..idk), and Potions was like chemistry + math+ magic= you confused as hell

Remus was a Prefect and you expected him to be the most obeying, good, smart,  and well- respected student. Yeah, he was all those things, but he also wasn’t. At least not when the teachers weren’t around. “Psssd…psss.” whispered someone from behind the boolshelves as the two of you were studying in the library. “What do you want Prongs?” - “Padfoot and Wormtail got stuck again.” -”Again? How?” -”Not important. Will you come?” -”Can’t. I’m tutoring.” -”I can help you.” you spoke up and turned to see Potter leaning on th shelf. They were both surprised by that. “What about-?” -”We can move it on tomorrow.” 

When you walked into the Forbidden Forest you saw two boys hanging down from a tree. “You brought a girl!” yelled Sirius. “She can help!” yelled Potter. “No offense, but I saw your tests, so I think we are doomed.” Alarte Ascendare!” you yelled, pointing your wand to them. They jumped high in the air and started falling down. “Arresto momentum!” you yelled again and they slowly came back to the ground. 

Impressed, everybody stared at you. You turned around and walked away, leaving them all shook.

Next day, the four Marauders join you during breakfast. “How did you do that?” asked James. “Do what?” -”The arresto something.” -”Maybe you should open a book once in your life and see. Anyway, where is my thank you.” “ Thank you but in which book?” Suddenly you felt someone tounch you on the shoulders. “Sorry mates, but we have tutoring lessons to go to.” said Remus, pulling you away. “I thought you needed a saviour.” -”I did. Thank you.” you smiled and the two of you walked to the library.

Except you two didn’t go to the library. “The library is that way.” - “I know. But we are not going to the library.” 

The two of you walked out on the sunny day and he took you to a long walk around the lake. The two of you talked and talked, and you didn’t even notice, the two of you already went the lake three times. Talking with Remus and hearing his stories was something you didn’t expect from him. “You did what!” -”We were hungry at the time. It was our only way.” .”Yoz could have just gone to the  Gringots and get the money.” -”That was a smart thing to do. But with the arseholes like us, that wasn’t an option.”

The both of you loved musicals and he was really secretive about it. His mom always took him to theater when he was younger and he loved every single show. The two of you would later go to the theater together and you would be so excited, jumping up and down impatiantely to see the show.It was your first date. He took you to see Grease and even though you watched it a hundred times (at least I think you did) you were always so excited to see it being live performed by new actors. 

He didn’t even watch the show. He watched you geting happy and angry at the scenes and you were so adorable. Your glasses falling down your nose and pushing them back up was just the cutest thing. He liked you, he really liked you and even though he was afraid, he made the first move and kissed you as you were babbling about the ending of the musicle. Shutting you up with a messy kiss, that turned out to be one of the most perfect first kisses. 

During dating him, you would steal his chocolate all the time. “Look who I found!” beamed Sirius with you behind him. “So this is how the Marauders room looks like. Kind of dissapointed.” you said looking around. -”What are you doing here?” asked Remus, coming over and giving you a kiss. “Can’t I visit my boyfriend and his friends?“ -“You’re here for the chocolate aren’t you…”

Soon you would start getting suspicious about him going out every month and not returning or coming to class for a few days. Being sick for days and coming back with fresh scratches wasn’t anything normal. You would confront him about it but he would just get scared and run off. He would avoid you for weeks untill you finally had enough and grabbed him by the collar and pushing him in the empty classroom. “Remus Lupin!You tell me now the truth or I Will walk out this classroom single.” and he would tell you. Because no matter how afraid he was telling you, he was even more afraid losing you. 

I think you would panic at first but after few days you would be back to your loving self. 

You would help him get through his transformation but worry about him every single time. “At least now you know how every girl in the world feels, bleedig for 24/7.” -”You are the weirdest person in the world. Good thing I am crazy in love with you.”

Woah. I finally finished this..it took me so long…anyways THANK YOU LOVE SO MUCH