#anyway. i want someone to lovingly stare at before we go to sleep and cuddle up with cuz i get cold easily and to kiss a lil

[ronispadez]

When will it be my turn (I say fully knowing I am Aroace, which just makes it worse cuz I just know it will never be my turn)

[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.

[jenojaemssss]

dazed and confused

pairing: jeong jaehyun x gn!reader

genre/categories: angst, college!au, frat boy!jaehyun, a bit of fluff

word count: 3.6k (this was literally supposed to be a drabble wtf)

warnings: mentions of sex, allusions of sex yk the vibes, oh and a lot of cursing 'cause i lack the ability to keep language below 14+

synopsis: jaehyun isn’t scared of heights. he isn’t afraid of roller coasters that dropped at those terrifying heights. but he is, in fact, so utterly terrified of falling.

a/n: y’all this was supposed to be a drabble…but i wrote too much and now it’s a fic and idk how i feel abt it LOL anyways, it has not been (and will probably never be) proofread so please excuse any grammatical and spacing errors! i will now go cry with my 3 assignments due in like an hour.

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faded. drunk. confused. mentally unstable. all these words, along with maybe 30 more could be used to describe your current state as you sludge your way into a familiar bedroom at the nu chi theta house after puking up probably a lifetime’s worth of alcohol.

the god awful ringing in your ears and the throbbing of your head makes the room spin, but you’re awake enough to recognize that the room was currently occupied. before you can mumble out a string of curse words and a sorry, you particularly notice exactly who was inside the room.

you’re caught off guard by a, now pissed looking, jaehyun along with someone who you don’t immediately recognize. you realize then who’s room you just entered and mentally smack yourself, reminding yourself to rid of the habit.

the other person is hiding underneath a blanket as jaehyun does his best to cover their figure, protecting their privacy to shoot daggers at whoever was interrupting his ordeal.

it takes you a couple seconds to fully register what was happening in front of you and you scoff.

so that’s how it is.

jaehyun, on the other hand, has his eyes widened. so wide that you think there are more whites visible than the typical brown orbs. he’s gaping now, mouth open and trying to think of excuses as to why he was in bed with someone else after dumping you only 2 days ago.

in his defense, there’s no need for an excuse. the two of you were already over, and he could fuck whoever he wanted to fuck. you could be doing the same.

but you aren’t.

instead, all of yesterday and the day before, you hunkered in your bedroom, cuddled in a blanket with tissues sprawled all over your bed and the floor. you went to your classes, hoodie pulled up way over your head to shield your puffy face and baggy eyes, came home, drowned yourself in ice cream, and cried.

yet he’s here, hooking up with people after leaving you heartbroken. you should’ve listened to jungwoo when he warned you about his flatmate; about his tendencies to sleep around and leave his relationships in the dirt.

when you and jaehyun first began flirtatious interactions with one another, it wasn’t in your intention to start anything serious with the dimple-faced boy. yet one encounter followed another and you never realized how hard you were falling until you were up at 3 am smiling at messages he’d sent you the previous day.

when he asked you to be his girlfriend after about 2 months of successful dates, you were ecstatic. your mind raced back to jungwoo, correcting him telepathically. he was so wrong about jaehyun. he was the sweetest person you’d ever been with, and was so patient with you.

It even made jungwoo take back his words after you announced the relationship to your best friend.

he said jaehyun had changed since he’s been with you.

that change lasted about 4 months afterwards.

4 months of pure bliss; cute dates like picnics at 11 pm after going on drives, watching the sunset from the roof of a nearby apartment building, jumping fences into the expanses of lakes after hours.

4 months of being pressed into a mattress with jaehyun gazing down so lovingly at your writhing body. him pressing into you as your mewls surround the small bedroom. him holding you as both of you come down from your high.

4 months of falling in love with jaehyun.

all to waste after he texted you during class, saying that he needed to talk to you. at least he had the decency to not dump you over text.

jaehyun said something along the lines of “it’s not you, it’s me,” and mentioned that he “doesn’t like being tied down.” you remember nodding, emotions not surfacing until he stands up and leaves you at the coffee shop just around the corner of your dorm building.

your coffee shop. the one you two went to whenever you wanted to find the other. it was like your secret hideout, because no one from your campus knew of this place, even though it was so close to home.

you thought things were going so well, the two of you even making plans to meet each other’s parents over the coming break. but with only a few words from one side, and wordless nods coming another, everything faded to dust.

so as you stare at the man who shattered your heart with someone else underneath him, you plaster a polite smile before flipping him off and exiting the room. his shouts follow you, and you inwardly scream at him to shut up. he has no right to sound so broken at the moment.

you pass by jungwoo on your way out and he immediately notices your tense figure, trailing his eyes towards the direction you were coming from. his jaw clenches when he realizes, wanting to barge into the room and beat the living shit out of his flatmate, but instead follows you out the house.

the blaring music coming from the beaten house becomes muffled by the time you step foot outside the door, tears threatening, but not yet falling from your bloodshot eyes.

jaehyun isn’t slow to catch up with you, but is stopped by a raging jungwoo before exiting the house. jungwoo warns jaehyun to leave you alone, but jaehyun is persistent, pushing past his friend to grasp your shoulder before you could storm away from his reach.

his previous rendezvous has been completely forgotten, and all jaehyun could focus on was you. he notices how you reeked of alcohol, a hint of marijuana radiating from you as well. what he notices the most, though, was that you had a hint of his favorite perfume lingering on your skin.

before you have the chance to turn around, jaehyun is ripped from you, a loud smack following almost immediately after. jaehyun stands, one hand holding onto his pounding cheek while the other grip’s jungwoo’s shirt.

your best friend has both his hands tightly fisting jaehyun’s shirt, staring bullets into the boy’s face.

“you have no right to barge out here and chase us down after you let y/n go,” jungwoo growls. he sees red, heart hurting for his best friend. he cares about you so much. the two of you always fitting into one mold, completing each other, and every time either one of you had their hearts broken, the other would be there to fix and mend everything.

yet, he’d never seen someone hurt you as much as jaehyun did. however much you hurt, it hurt him equivalently. he knew this one was different, because the pain you felt was so much more intense than any you’d experienced before.

what pushed jungwoo even further off the ledge for him to act like this though, was that if he were to be in the same position as you, you would be doing the same thing. you’d also be doing your best to keep him from hurting himself over and over by someone who only meant trouble.

“woo, that’s enough,” you mutter out before coming to push the two boys away from each other.

“y/n, let me explain,” jaehyun grabs your arm as he says this, eyes searching yours for some form of reaction. your previously watery eyes are dry now, and the emotion that was threatening to overcome you minutes prior have all disappeared. you shrug off his hand.

“there’s nothing left for you to explain.”

it killed you, but you had to muster the strength to spit those words at the man you were falling in love with. you knew that it would have been worse if you were to hear him out.

“y/n please just-”

“that’s enough,” you whip your head in his direction, warning him with your eyes.

“but y/n-”

“i said enough!” you’re yelling now, slightly pushing the boy back. he stumbles over himself, and jungwoo takes this opportunity to grab your shoulders and tuck you safely behind his back. you had tears running from your eyes, frustrated at the tugging of your heartstrings because you’re supposed to hate him. you were supposed to be elated that you were in this situation, him begging for your time.

yet it hurt seeing him so broken in front of you, begging for another chance. it hurt so damn much, and you’re so angry at yourself for being such a pushover.

jaehyun straightens himself, looking in your direction but not quite at you because you're hiding your face behind your best friend’s denim jacket covered back.

“y/n, i just want to apologize.”

“there’s nothing to apologize for.”

“there-”

“no, jaehyun, there isn’t,” you use this as a stepping stone to emerge from behind jungwoo, who’s calmed down a bit since connecting his fist with jaehyun’s sharp features.

“don’t talk. let me finish,” you raise a hand before he could get another word out of his mouth. he shrinks a bit, but his eyes focus on your figure slowly approaching him, letting you know he’s listening.

“there’s no need for you to apologize for whatever you were doing because we aren’t together anymore and you can sleep with whoever you want. i don’t care, it’s none of my business. you don’t have to apologize for me walking in on you, because again, none of my business anymore.” you take in a deep breath before you continue.

“if you were going to apologize for breaking up with me, there’s no need. what’s done is done,” you whisper. you feel a huge lump form in your throat. you do your best to swallow it, along with your pride, and smile up at him.

you can’t really read him, but you can tell he’s in thought. you continue.

“if you were to apologize,” you began, sniffing up the snot that’s beginning to trickle down your nose. you probably look like a mess, but you could care less. you needed to get all of this off your chest. you wouldn’t have any other opportunities, so might as well do it now.

fuck the fake smile. fuck faking it til you make it. this is so much better.

“you should be apologizing for making me believe you were sincere with me,” you continue. jaehyun’s eyes go wide, and you notice the slight, subconscious, shake of his head. you proceed.

“i shouldn’t have believed it when you said i was different. fool me once, shame on me. but you continued to make me believe that i was different.” jaehyun opens his mouth, but you give him a look that shuts him up completely. he needs to fix that habit of always wanting to interrupt.

your ramble continues. “you should be apologizing for lying to me when you said you wanted to meet my parents. we set up the date and everything, and they were actually looking forward to meeting you, but now i have to tell them you aren’t coming,” you speak as calmly as you can. anything related to your parents always makes you ten times more emotional in every situation, and this was taking somewhat of a toll on you.

“you should be apologizing for making me feel special all the damn time. you made me believe i was the only one for you and that you were the only one for me. you made me feel so fucking foolish after you left, you know that? i thought we were doing so well, and you just left me in the dust after being so fucking vague. what do you mean ‘it’s not me, it’s you?’ it makes absolutely no fucking sense,” you’re almost hysterical now as you let everything fall down your face. you’re still eye to eye with jaehyun, and he looks taken aback by your declarations that he’s rendered speechless.

your next few words are what makes jaehyun’s world come crashing down.

“you should be apologizing for making me believe you were falling in love with me too,” you whimper. you’re full on sobbing now, and jungwoo assists you from falling to your knees.

it takes jaehyun a couple moments to register what was happening, a couple moments to fully comprehend what you were saying; what you meant.

you were so broken because you were beginning to love him. and he let you go.

“i’m..i’m-”

“leave, jae. do it when i’m asking nicely,” jungwoo’s low voice echos from your spot on the ground. your shoulder shake with every sob you’re letting escape you.

“jungwoo, let me fucking talk, okay? stop interrupting me every damn time while i’m trying to figure things out with y/n. this was our relationship, not yours!” he’s yelling now, and jungwoo shrinks. he knows he’s stepping over the line, but some things reach a limit, and jaehyun is reaching his.

“yes, i know y/n told you things, but did you know that i used to wait after classes when the weather turned bad just to make sure y/n wouldn’t be walking home in the rain? always forgot an umbrella when it counts,” he chuckles the last line, eyes teary.

“did y/n tell you that every single time my phone rang, i was internally wishing that the name popping up on the screen would be ‘lovely’ and no one else’s? i always wait for your calls, you know,” he directs it to you this time. “they always made my day.”

you raise your head when you realize he was walking to you. when you see his tortured expression while reminiscing his feelings for you, you suddenly had the urge to run up to him and wipe away the tears falling from his handsome face. you hated that that was your first thought, though.

“did y/n tell you i was falling too?”

you tense at his words, and jungwoo scoffs.

“if you were falling, why did you break things off?” the words leave your mouth before you had the chance to stop them. your mind was running a mile a minute because in what world did it make sense for jaehyun to dump you when he claims to be falling in love with you.

“i was scared,” he finally mutters after a couple seconds of painful silence.

“what is there to be scared of, jaehyun?” you’re standing now, jungwoo completely baffled at the interaction taking place in front of his eyes. he realizes then, that maybe jaehyun was telling the truth.

jaehyun was scared of falling.

jungwoo recalls all the times jaehyun has been in an actual relationship, but can only remember one other time that he actually introduced someone to the boys as his. all the others were just casual flings, where they'd be slipping out the door before anyone could acknowledge their existence.

when he broke things off with that past relationship, his actions were similar to the ones he’s portrayed the past few days. silence in his room instead of the typical blaring music from his sound system. a shocking decrease in teasing his housemates. jungwoo even noticed that he didn’t see the dimples on jaehyun’s face as frequently.

the one other person ended the same way, jaehyun breaking it off about 4 months into the relationship, saying he didn’t like being tied down.

he didn't like being tied down? he doesn’t like...shit, what a fucking dumbass. he’s scared of being in love, jungwoo realized.

“that’s what you meant,” jungwoo states his epiphany out loud and he stands up. he brushes off any dirt from his pants and begins to walk towards the house, knowing that whatever happens on the front lawn would heal more than harm.

you look at your best friend in confusion, but he plasters a grin on his face and looks in your direction before turning to jaehyun. “you need to stop being such a wuss.” and he’s back inside the house.

“it seems like everyone’s mission is to cut me off today, and it’s getting a little aggravating,” he tries to joke and you just stare at him in silence. he takes it as an, “i don’t care, just talk,” and begins his tangent.

“i broke things off with you because i was scared,” he begins. you follow his words with a nod, emphasizing that you’re listening to the man standing across you.

“i’ve never been in love before, and i didn’t realize how-how utterly terrifying it felt. i was close one time, but i broke things off before anything else could develop because i didn’t think i was ready for it. i felt like i was incapable of love for a while because of my stupid frat boy image, you know?” you nod in response to his rhetorical question and he begins moving towards the small bench sat on the lawn. you follow suit and sit yourself down a good distance away from him.

he talks again, this time sounding more regretful than anything. “i sometimes tell myself how idiotic i am because i let them go before. if i just had the balls to accept the fact that maybe i was falling in love, i wouldn’t have to see them roam around campus a couple months after with someone else.”

you remember briefly jaehyun’s previous relationship. it was the talk amongst your campus because the jeong jaehyun was in an actually relationship with someone. and people were making bets on how long they thought it’d last. same as they’ve been doing for your relationship with him.

“it all kind of got to me without much of a warning because like, shit, falling in love with someone meant checking your phone every 3 minutes cause you’re scared you missed their call, or calling them if they took too long to assure you they’re home safe, that kind of thing,” he smiles. “no one teaches you that.”

you chuckle dryly because he hit the nail on the coffin. no one tells you the details about being in love, only mentioning the feelings and not the irrational things you’d do for them.

jaehyun continues after he assures himself that you’re listening to his words and internally heave a relieved sigh. he was scared you were going to have things come in one ear and out the other.

“at the same time, if i kept them in my life, i wouldn’t have met you. we wouldn’t have developed a relationship, and i wouldn’t have began to fall in you,” he scoots a bit closer to you, and you let him.

“and you wouldn’t have broken my heart like this,” you retaliate and he physically winces.

“ouch. you’re not wrong though,” he smiles, dimples reappearing on his face.

“get to the point, jaehyun. it’s cold as fuck and i don’t have a jacket,” you complain when he’s silent for a little too long. you’re holding your arms now, hit by the frosty air. when he’s silent for another moment, you look up from your feet, ready to complain again. but instead, you’re met with a hoodie being pulled over your head and you’re stunned.

“when i said i was cold, i didn’t mean for you to give me your hoodie.”

“well, too bad,” he smiles widely. the hoodie smells like him, and you take in his scent. the sweater was a bit larger on you, so you begin to roll the sleeves up, pulling your arms out of the sweater paws.

“as i was saying, i realized i was falling in love with you and i was just- i don’t know, i was scared. i think i’ve said the word scared like 10 times today, but what other word is there?” he chuckles. you do the same.

“so i did what any other sane person would do and dipped. i ran away from my feelings because in my brain, it was the best thing to do. and i hurt you in the process because i was being a selfish asshole, and i’m sorry,” he finishes, you assume. as you’re thinking about how to respond, he catches you off guard with something you never thought would leave jaehyun’s mouth.

“oh, and i love you. i’m sure of it,” he declares.

and you’re crying again. as intoxicated as you were just 30 minutes ago, you swear that in that moment, you weren’t drunk on the drinks or faded from the j’s, but you were intoxicated by jaehyun.

the way he’s looking at you, the way he’s smiling at you.

he stretches out a hand in your direction, asking for your permission to take your own and grab his hand in response. his hand engulfs yours like a hug, and he intertwines his fingers with your cold ones.

“so does this mean you love me back?” he questions.

you nod, because you can’t think of anything else to say. you’re so utterly in love with him that you’re rendered speechless, you fool.

“and does this mean we can start over?” he asks, hoping for another nod.

instead, you speak. “why were you fucking someone else when i got here if you’re in love with me?”

jaehyun is now the one rendered speechless and gulps before answering. “have you ever heard of heartbreak sex?”

“isn’t that supposed to be with the one who broke your heart?”

“yeah, but if we had sex, i would only fall in love with you more.”

“and you don’t want that?”

“i do now,” he smiles.

you roll your eyes and say nothing.

“i’m sorry i hurt you.”

“you better be.”

“i promise i won’t do it again.”

“next time you do, i’m chopping off your dick in your sleep so you won’t be able to go have heartbreak sex with someone else.”

[kaashiboo]

haikyuu boys reacting to you not saying "i love you" back to them

┇ oikawa, bokuto, and tendou

【warnings: none】

gn!reader

➢ general note: inspired by a tiktok!

oikawa

oikawa is definitely the clingier one— if not, then he turns it into a little competition between the two of you to see who would be clingier.

he would 101% deny the fact that he's clingy.

but this time, you decided to do a little prank on him.

"y/n! i'll be heading to practice now~ don't miss me too much, okay?" he leaned against the door frame of your room, arms crossed as he waits for your response.

"whatever." you laughed, gesturing for him to go but instead of actually leaving, he walked to you and hugged you tightly.

"I don't feel like going today." he whines, "babe, you should really go. i wanna go back to sleep already— besides, you wouldn't want iwaizumi to scold you again, right?" you held his shoulders, gently pushing him off you.

he sighs, unwillingly standing up away from the bed and finally deciding to leave the room. you listened to him rambling something about how the other pair of his shoes is missing again and so you took the opportunity to quickly take out your phone and place it in the bookshelf to be covered by the books.

"i'll leave now, y/n! see you later, i love you!" you heard him shout, followed by the sounds of his keys.

"take care, tooru!" you replied back, stifling a giggle to yourself as you try to make yourself look busy by randomly picking out a book as you were actually reading its content.

"babe?" you were startled when his head suddenly popped up, "yeah?" you asked.

"i said i love you." He frowned a bit.

"i know, i heard you the first time." you smiled, diverting your attention back to the book.

"that's all?" and there he is again, standing beside your bed.

"was i supposed to say anything else?" you tilted your head.

"you were supposed to say something like 'ohoho i love you too my wonderful boyfriend, tooru!'" you physically cringed at him, "ew, i don't sound like that." you playfully roll your eyes. still refusing to give in to him.

"y/n babe, just say it back, please? i really need to go." he pleads, snatching away your book.

"and besides, what are you even reading when the book is completely upside dow— is this one of your pranks again, y/n?" he exclaimed as soon as he finally caught up to what you were trying to do and you couldn't hold in your laugh.

"took you long enough." he exasperated a sigh, reaching out to your hand and pulled you to stand up.

he cups your cheeks, squeezing it which forces you to pout. "now, say it back." he demanded.

"i love you too, tooru." your words came out muffled.

"y/n-chan~ you're making me not want to leave." you had enough of his childishness and pushed him out, he was about to protest but just in time, he received a text from his best friend.

"oh." he mutters, staring blankly at his screen and you didn't even have to look before figuring out who it was.

"now go."

tendou

it was almost impossible to describe your relationship with tendou, like literally—

you two would be fighting then a few minutes after that, you two would be seen making out again.

the whole team was honestly tired but oh well, you treat them food on a daily basis so who are they to complain?

however, the word 'boring' would never be a suitable adjective to explain your relationship. you know what word would perfectly describe the both of you?

'petty'

"i'll buy snacks for us for our movie night, wait here." tendou happily said, getting his coat that you neatly folded.

you pulled your gaze away from the t.v and looked at your boyfriend who was standing right in front of the door.

"but babe, isn't our movie night tomorrow?" you quirked a brow at him, eyeing him suspiciously which earned a laugh from him.

"i know i know. i didn't forget about it. i just wanted to spend the whole night here tomorrow." he said.

"you're just gonna meet up with someone." you joked and of course he did not take that seriously because the trust you have in each other is too much.

but no jokes would stop him from leaving, especially if it involves food so he opened the door but before completely leaving, he turned to your direction.

"i'll go now! i'll be as quick as i can. i love you~" he waved energetically and by energetic, we all know that his whole upper body would be swaying along.

"take care, satori! make sure to buy my favorite drink." you reminded him before facing the t.v again.

the way his brows furrowed at you failed to be unnoticed by your peripheral vision but he shrugged it off and left.

true to his words, he came back shortly after. placing down the paper bag on the counter before sitting down right next to you.

"do you wanna pick the movie now?" you pointed at the remote that was placed between the two of you but he continued to just observe you.

you turned your head to him in confusion, "is there something on my face?" you ask but he didn't budge and so you snapped your fingers at him. still no response.

but he took that opportunity to grab your wrist that was formerly in front of his face and leaned in closer.

"i love you." he muttered.

"t-thanks?" you stammer out, leaning back on the couch until you were completely laying down while tendou is still on top.

his lips tugged upwards, "i hate you." he blurted, you were almost offended but you didn't want to give up yet.

"the feeling is mutual." you said, trying to sound as sincere as possible but the two of you just burst out laughing before going back to your original position a while ago.

"you could have chosen any other prank but you picked the most basic one?" he snorted before continuing," i'll show you what a real prank is. just so you wait."

well, good luck surviving the whole week.

bokuto

now why the heck would you prank this boy

probably because you can but anyway–

pranks don't happen often in your relationship because bokuto would rather cuddle with you instead!

but you decided to pull a harmless prank on him that you saw on your FYP this morning, but before that, you realized he wasn't beside you the whole time so you stood up to find him in your house.

"BAAAABBYY!" you slightly yelped and saw him come out of the bathroom, apologizing profusely as he approached you for a hug.

"sorry~ did i scare you?" you nodded and he backed away from the hug, his eyes staring at you lovingly.

"it's unfair for you to be this pretty!" he pouted, cupping your cheeks in his big hands and you chuckled. "i think akaashi's prettier though." your statement made him dramatically gasp.

"y/n baby! don't tell me you like MY best friend?!" you immediately pull him into a hug once again. your hand reaching out to his hair and ruffling it.

"of course not! i was just joking. besides, you're the only person i would date." you heard him whisper an 'oh' before he pulls away from your touch.

"that's good then! i thought you were gonna leave me."

"i would never." you smiled at him, giving him a reassurance tap on his shoulder.

he glanced at your wall clock before turning his gaze back to you and pouted. "as much as i want to stay, i promised konoha to help him with something so i might have to leave now."

"it's okay. stay safe out there." you reached for his hand and walked him to the door, knowing well that he won't bother moving so you had to force him.

"i love you!" he kissed you on the nose and waited for a response. "bye, kou!" he waited again for a few seconds, hoping for you to say it back but you didn't.

"did i... do something wrong? i won't leave if you don't want me to!" he insisted and guilt washed over you.

"wait, no! it was just a prank. i'm so sorry, kou. i love you too. i'm not mad at you, don't worry." he was still skeptical but he noticed how you were slowly closing the door so he sighed in defeat.

"i love you." he tries again.

"i love you too." and with that, he finally felt relief and finally left.

[fatui-gf]

Childe x Dom!Reader

this work will contain femdom, slight bdsm, bondage, light degradation and overstimulation, so if you're uncomfortable with any of these, don't read!

the reader IS NOT Lumine or Aether, they are an adventurer from the guild but have no relation to the protagonists of the game, they are over the age of 18

Everyone knew Childe as somewhat of an unpredictable and dangerous man. He was quite the problem childe, easily ending up in fights, getting a kick from danger. That's what really got him excited, the uncertainty if he'll even make it alive. Always ignoring all of this pain, sometimes even enjoying it which he wouldn't like to admit.

But he felt something special, something more while fighting with you. There was something so alluring about the way you would move and gracefully use your weapon of choice while still remaining gentle about it. He could see that you never wanted to hurt him, even though you knew he was trouble and a fatui, not the guy to be trusted.

As the days went by, you've developed an interesting relationship. Childe would surprise you when he got the time, taking you out to eat or just have fun in the city, always being the one to pay for everything, of course. Gods, this man loves spoiling you.

Slowly, this turned into a friendship but you wondered if this could turn into something more. He would sometimes make dirty jokes or some suggestive remarks but never something that would make you sure that he's into you. He looked like a player after all, he was quite hard to decypher.

This day, you were in your apartment in Liyue, you've just finished cleaning yourself up after getting done with the commissions for the day when you saw a familiar man's face looking at you through the window, standing on your balcony as if this was normal behavior.

As soon as he saw you, he started tapping on the glass, wanting to be let in. You sighed and opened the balcony door. He just laughed nonchalantly

"Hey girlie, long time no see" he said with a smile on his face.

You wanted to ask how he got up there but then realized that it might be better not to. You shot him a small warm smile.

"Are you bored again or injured from. a battle?" you asked.

He laughed "Not this time, I wanted to be better and was more careful this time, for you. But I can see that you like acting as my little nurse though, huh? Do you really love me this much?" he giggled softly, teasing you.

You felt warmth on your cheeks. Again not being obvious, this man... Trying to hide your initial response, you just rolled your eyes and sat on the bed. He followed, still not taking his gaze off of you. He rested his hand against his cheek with a grin. He looked so adorable, it was hard to believe that he was a fatui harbinger.

"You know, I've been thinking a lot about you lately. You have no idea how much I've dreamed about those hands of yours around my... I meant to say, your hands intertwined with mine"

Wow, was he bold. You didn't know how to interpret this but you've had enough, all of this teasing and remarks, it drove you insane at this point. You firly grabbed his chin, positioning it so that he would look directly at you. There was no turing back from this point. You could see his eyes widening from surprise and a pink flush appeared on his face.

This boy was so caught off guard and damn, did he look absolutely adorable like this.

"Playing rough with me, girlie? Just don't be surprised if I bite back" he teased you again.

He truly was a one hell of a brat. It filled you with excitement, how endearing it would be to tame him.

"As I expected from a dog like you, all you ever do is bark and threaten to bite but as soon as I'd raise my voice, you'd turn into a puppy".

Childe felt his length harden in his pants. You could notice it too but focused on his embarrassed expression.

"I'd like to see you try, make me" and so he provoked you.

You gently pushed his shoulders so that he fell on his back on the bed. You started to kiss him deeply while undoing his shirt and tossing it aside.

You could see all the healed scars on his stomach as well as two pink nipples. You gradually made your way to them, sucked and bit on them resulting in a few moans escaping Chile's mouth.

You then unblucked his pants, paying attention to his glowing vision. It looked so pretty glistening in the rays of setting sun. You gently put it away, trying not to damage it and just wondered if using it in some form to play would be too much. You then used his belt to tie him to your bed.

"Confident, are we?" he laughed, his blue eyes staring at you from underneath his long eyelashes.

"I'm just doing what had to be done since long ago, you're always talking, always looking like the cocky guy but truth be told, you're just a little bitch when someone finally knows how to handle you properly".

You could see him gasp, probably never been told something like this before. But saying that it didn't arouse him would be a lie.

"Then turn that little bitch into your bitch" he winked at you.

You removed his pants and looked down at his bulge. You slightly poked it with your foot, slowly stroking it which made him breathe more heavily, a few moans escaped his lips. You kept going as you took off your top and later your bottom, keeping only a beautiful new lacy lingerie. You wanted to just feel fancy today, chilling at home feeling confident in yourself with this new set on but it turned out to be so convinient.

He practically could eat you with his gaze, he loved how it looked on you, you looked like a goddess. You then pulled down his underwear, allowing his dick out, it was pink and very erect, leaning towards his stomach. You placed your hand on it, caressing it with your fingers and you could feel the precum on them. You looked at them and then at Childe and put your finger in his mouth, making him taste his own precum. Due to the humiliating nature to what you've just done, he would like to admit that he got off to the taste of himself but he did. He closed his eyes and sucked on it. He looked so desperate.

You went back to touching his member, picking up on the pace and put a few fingers inside his ass. This made him moan the loudest and you could see his eyes get a little bit teary.

"Y/N please-" he somehow muttered between the moans.

You were practically milking him at this point, going rough with no mercy.

"Please what? Use your words."

He felt so embarrassed but managed

"Please make me cum, please- I feel like I'm so close, I will do everything to you, I'm your personal slut".

It was hard to believe that Tartaglia would say such explicit things in this manner. You then stopped which was met with a displeased groan from Childe.

"You have to earn it".

His eyes sparkled as you unblocked his hands.

"On your knees".

He complied and stepped from. the bed to then kneel right in front of you, his cock painfully twitching. He moved his hand to your thighs getting high of the smell of your skin. He wanted you. So bad. At this point he felt like a bitch in heat, lost all of his self control as he spread your legs open, his tongue basically automatic, going on your clit. It took you by surprise that the harbinger knew what he was supposed to do right away.

He was skilled or maybe just the heat got to his head so much that he tried his best. This didn't really matter though because anyway it felt so good. Not only did you make such a dangerous man get on his knees but also serve you. You were truly special and he had masochistic desires but let's just focus on you being special.

He kept going with all his might while also caressing your thighs. You felt the pit in your stomach growing as you grappled his hair and pulled on it. You came right on his face.

"Such a good boy..." you whispered.

You then tugged on his hair again and placed him below you. You then took your panties and placed them on top of his dick. Childe gasped. You then proceeded to stroke him with the lacey panties right on top of his length.

"I wonder what the other fatui would think of this pathetic image. Tartaglia, the great harbinger getting jerked off with panties as he pants and moans like a slut. You're so embarrassing" you teased him which finally brought him to his climax.

Sharp breaths accompanied his moans. You tossed the cum stained pa tied away, will probably make him wash them later. You then placed yourself right on his cock and started moving.

"No! Wait, you can't do that i-it's- fuck.... It's too sensitive!" he exclaimed breathily.

You kept on going as he basically screamed underneath you.

"Fuck, this hurts so much that it's good" Chile's eyes practically rolled back, he was such a mess, teary eyes, drool rolling down his chin.

But he was your mess, your adorable boy. You kept going as you felt him cum again, feeling his warm semen filling you as he gasped and moaned and groaned. You touched his cheek lovingly, wiping the tears with your thumb. You got closer to him and placed a lot of kisses on his face. He was wrecked, in a good way.

"Soooo... does that make us, like, a thing?" you asked while looking away. You really did fall for him and didn't want it to be just purely sex. You wanted more of him.

He pulled you closer, putting his shaky hands in your hair as he gave you a peck. "Does that answer your question?"

You cuddled him, holding him very tightly and close, making sure he stays with you. You both fell asleep like that, curled up together. In the morning when you woke up earlier than him, you made sure to make breakfast for the both of you. It felt so warm and domestic. Childe felt like home to you.

Author's note I had to move blogs because I wasn’t satisfied with it being a side blog, I wanted to keep it as a main so if you’ve seen this ff before, that’s why! Also, this is my first fic so please don't be too harsh on me dhdhjdnd. I'm posting it at 5am for me because I couldn't sleep so I'm sorry if I missed any typos, feel free to correct me! And I hope you liked this little scenario, pls share your thoughts about it with me 💗

[prfctethereal]

happy anniversary | james potter

pairing: james potter x reader

word count: 2,100

warnings: PURE SMUT. this is smut. do not read if you are uncomfortable with that. also swearing.

a/n: oop hi. this is the first time i’ve written something like this. also, haven't written in second person pov in a long time. anyway, thanks for the support and i hope you like this. - kennedy

***

You curled up in your boyfriend’s arms, pulling your knees up to your chest, your potions book long abandoned from the homework session you were supposed to be doing on the couch.

James’ fingers carded through your hair, a soft sigh falling from his lips. A glassy expression was plastered on his face, his eyes extruding boredom as he just stared at the page of his book, uninterested in what he was reading. You admired your boyfriend in this moment, adoring the way his eyes flickered or the way he licked his lips when he was trying to concentrate.

He was so desirable.

But you two had never done anything more than snog before. You wanted to do more but you couldn’t, you were too nervous. It was no secret that James had slept with other people before and it wasn’t that you minded, it was just that you didn’t think you’d be good enough. So, you never went that far.

“Jamesie?” You cooed, watching as James’ eyes lifted from his page, his eyebrows knitted together with confusion. Subconsciously, his hand reached, his fingers intertwined with yours, the pad of his thumbing gently caressed your knuckle.

“Yes darling?”

“Do you know what tomorrow is?” A gentle smile grew on his face, turning into an intoxicating grin. His eyes lit up, the catchlight dancing with wonder. Of course he knew what tomorrow was. Tomorrow was your one year anniversary.

“How could I forget?” He placed a gentle kiss on your hairline, bringing his arm up to stroke your waist lovingly. “One year with the love of my life.”

Cautiously, you reached up to James’ cheek, cupping it before leaning in to peck his cupid’s bow. You were so close to him, his breath blowing across your face ever so slightly. Pulling back up to him, you kissed him again, more passionately than the last. His skillful hands slowly made their way up your back as you moved your leg over to straddle him.

Melding your fingers in with his hair, you tugged mildly, a soft groan dropping from his lips, making you look with arousal in your panties. You forgot to stop as James’ hands went higher until they were resting just below your bra, snapping you back into reality. You pulled away nervously, your breath jolting up in your chest as if you made a mistake.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.” Apology after apology spilled from your mouth as you hopped off of James and back to your end of the couch. He was chuckling by the time you had composed yourself and finally looked over at him, his head dangling off the side of the couch.

“Why are you apologising, love? You know I would never go that far.” Then he noticed the way you were shaking slightly and his face softened, an arm reaching over you to pull you into his chest. “I’m sorry for freaking you out. We don’t have to do anything like that if you don’t want to.”

“That’s the thing. I do want to.” You blurted without realising. The ghost of something flickered in James’ eyes as he listened intently. “I really want to do it.”

There was a moment's pause while James watched you, before whispering into your ear, his hot breath sending a shiver down your spine. “Tomorrow, my love. Tonight, you need sleep before our day tomorrow.”

***

Your anniversary was perfect. The day started off perfectly, with the two of you sneaking into the kitchens for breakfast, followed by a swim in the black lake. After, you strolled around the grounds, finding your way onto the quidditch pitch. Together you flew around on your broomsticks until you were tired once again, opting for a picnic on the grass.

It was nearly evening before you got back to the common room. Dinner had just started but the both of you weren’t particularly hungry from the festivities today. You just wanted to go upstairs and cuddle.

Well, cuddling was an understatement. Your heart was starting to race as James led you by your hand into his dorm rooms, closing the door behind him.

Biting your lip, you raised your mouth to his ear, whispering something you knew would get him excited. “I’m on the potion.”

With that, James placed his lips against yours, slipping his tongue into your mouth, melting against your skin. Still kissing, you managed to kick your shoes off as you made your way to his bed.

You fell back on to the bed, your hands tangled up in James’ hair, who laid you down softly. His mouth moved in sync with yours perfectly. He took his lips off of yours, which made you pout, but he made it up to you by reconnecting them on your neck. You moaned, a foreign sound falling from your mouth, as he worked, sucking tiny love bites into your neck. His lips felt cool against you, relaxing you from what was inevitable.

“Can I take this off?” James asked permission, tugging slightly at the blouse you were wearing. Nodding slowly, you helped him, starting to unbutton from the bottom, as he worked down from the top. You were thankful that you had chosen to don yourself in some black lace lingerie, ones that James eyed hungrily. His pupils had dilated, lust blown from just the sight of your bra-cladded chest. “You are fucking stunning.”

Giggling, you watched as James reattached his cushion lips to your chest, kissing softly as his nimble fingers fiddled with the clasp on your bra, loosening it. Eagerly, you pulled at James’ shirt, trying to get across that you wanted it off. Getting the hint, James placed one last kiss on your tit before removing his shirt, flinging it somewhere across the room.

His lips found a place on your left nipple sucking it gently as his fingers rolled your other nipple, giving it similar attention. Your back arched from the bed, pleasurable moans mewling from your lips. You were in a state of bliss.

Swapping over, James started sucking at the other nipple, while his hand dipped down to your skirt. It rested on your waistband as he looked up at you for consent. When you nodded, he took it as a sign to pull down your skirt until it sat at your ankles and you could kick it off.

Slipping his fingers into your panties, his fingers swiped through your fold, a rush of euphoria jolting you up as his pointer finger found you clit. Smiling dorkily, James replaced his finger with his thumb and started rubbing figure eights on your sensitive bundle of nerves.

Moans were spilling non stop from your throat now as you got used to the unfamiliar feeling. It felt perfect; waves of pleasure that you didn’t even realise were possible finding their way through your body, letting you close your eyes.

“I love those sounds.” James brought his lips to your ear and whispered, his other hand pulling down your panties completely so he could get at a better angle.

You could hardly register what he was saying as you felt an exotic feeling building up inside of you, making you clench your thighs. Your muscles tensed as you gripped your hands against the bed, balling up the sheets.

Then, you felt the cool touch of James’ tongue down in your nether region. It was all too much as he started sucking at your clit, bringing you closer and closer to your edge, his fingers slowly penetrating your pussy.

“James I-”

“I know darling. Let go for me.” And you did, the feeling of pure bliss washing over you. You had come undone, your breathing was ragged as you played with James’ hair, coming down from your high.

Once you felt calmer, you noticed that James had risen up next to you and was placing gentle kisses back on your neck, whisking sweet nothings into your ear. “You’re so beautiful. My beautiful, beautiful girl. You are everything to me.”

Looking down, you noticed the outline of James’ erection, begging to be freed from the constraints of his pants. Taking initiative, you reached downward, slowly unzipping his zipper and pulling down his pants. After you had tugged his pants completely off, you slowly pulled down his boxers, unearthing the throbbing cock in waiting. It was hard, very hard. Standing tall at at least seven inches, it slapped up against his stomach, the tip looking red and angry.

Unsure of exactly what to do, you brought your hand down to his cock, gently stroking the head with the pad of your finger, bringing the precum around the entirety of his length.

Once it felt somewhat lubricated, you started moving your hand up and down, squeezing gently as groans erupted from James’ throat in pleasure.

With the close proximity, you tenderly kissed James on the lips, locking him into a sweet and soft kiss. Bringing your other hand up, you brushed it through his hair, tugging where you knew he liked it most, letting him moan out, sending vibrations into your mouth.

You started going faster, more and more groans slipping from James’ lips. It just encouraged you to keep going until you felt him out his hand on your, advising you to stop. Scared that you had done something wrong, you started spitting out apologies until you felt him put a finger to your lips.

“I want to come inside of you.” There was someone so special about the dirty thing he just said that made you even more wet than before. Sheepishly nodding your head, you watched James move on top of you, and place the head of his cock at your entrance.

“You okay?” He asked you, trying to find any hesitation in your body language, but he could only find pure lust.

“I need you.” You begged, earning a small chuckle from James, who swiped his head a few times through your heat before sheathing himself into you completely.

You cried out at the pain that was slowly blossoming into pleasure. James waited a moment before thrusting again, wanting to make sure you were comfortable, as it was your first time.

“Are you alright, baby?” James softened, leaning down to kiss you on your nose. You were panting heavily, getting used to the feeling of him inside of you. Surprisingly, it didn’t hurt as much as you thought it would so you nodded.

“You can keep going.” You managed to mutter out as James finally started thrusting into you. He started off slowly thankfully, watching as your face contorted from a look of discomfort to a look of pleasure. He admired the way your eyes looked back at him with complete adoration. Your beauty was intoxicating for him.

“Go faster.” You hummed out, as you felt James quicken the pace, still not wanting to hurt you. You were absolutely infatuated by his treatment as James continued to press doting kisses across your body and face, each one laced with love.

There was something building up in your stomach again but you didn’t want it to end, so you held out. Reaching your arms up, you looped them behind James’ beck bringing him closer.

He angled his body down so you could lock lips once again, wanting to be smothered by his scent, but an unforeseen side effect of this angle meant that James could now go deeper inside of you.

You moaned out in pleasure as the tip of his cock plunged at the sensitive cushion in your wall. James could feel it, the way your walls were pulsating around his length. To encourage your release, he brought one of his free hands back to your clit and started rubbing harder.

The sound of your mixed moans filled the room heavenly. The closer you got to your shared release, the louder you both got, grunt after grunt spilling out from you.

A light was closing in on you, darkness ebbing at the corner of your eyes. Small stars were invading your vision as you felt the build up become too much. You let go. Everything was perfect. You felt content. A wave washed over you, your high crashing down on you in a way you would’ve never thought of.

You felt James spilling himself into you, knowing that he had reached his high too. You palmed your hands through his hair as you both tried to catch his breath. Slowly, he slipped out of you and fell down next to you, smothering a kiss on your temple.

“Happy anniversary, my love.”

[lovinkiri]

Caught trying to escape yandere love interests

Eijirou Kirishima x Reader

Katsuki Bakugou x Reader

Izuku Midoriya x Reader

Description: Yandere bnha boys catch you trying to escape. Let me know if you want this for any other characters and I'll make another!

Warning: Manipulation, abusive, controlling and toxic behavior, etc.

Eijirou Kirishima

It was like a ray of sunshine.

No, it was a ray of sunshine.

It was purely an accident. You were just cleaning the basement. Trying to get a certain corner with the duster, you stood on your tiptoes and knocked the small, black curtain off the hook. That's when you found it.

A window. It wasn't big but it wasn't small. Actually, it was just the size needed. Just big enough for you to crawl out.

Moving away, you looked around the basement and grabbed the small workout bench Eijirou usually sat on when he was lifting weights.

You quickly moved it to the window and stood on it.

The sunlight looked so warm..

Sliding open the window, you grinned at the light breeze. It felt amazing.

You knew you didn't have long though, so you lifted yourself and started to squirm out of the small space.

Wait.. Was the sun? God, it was. It looked so bright, so beautiful. It'd been so long.

You had your waist out and you were sure you'd escape. You could run. Going to the police would be useless, they wouldn't believe you. But you could still hide. You could still be free.

Sadly, your fantasy would remain just that. A fantasy.

You didn't have time to register the scraping sound of the bench getting kicked away. Before you knew it, Eijirou's hands were gripping at your thighs and dragging you back down, back into his arms. You let a short shriek and immediately froze in fear.

"W-What the hell were you doin', Pebble?" He attempted to keep the reassuring smile on his face, but it seemed more unstable than anything. His voice shook with hidden anger that only showed through his fingers that were now digging into your hips.

You whimpered softly. "I-I'm sorry, Eiji.. I-I just saw the sunlight a-and got excited.." You mumbled, everything you said technically being true.

He took slow deep breathes, pressing his head against yours. As soon as he was calm and his grip was no longer so tight, he simply sighed. "I told you baby, we can go outside for your birthday. Or somewhere around that time.. I want you to myself that day." He grinned. God, that smile used to be so innocent.

You simply faked a small smile. "R-Right.. I-I'm sorry, Eiji.."

The next day though, Eijirou had the window replaced with a glass, bullet proof screen. You could still see the sunlight. At certain times of the day, you could see the sun..

You just wanted to be freed.

Katsuki Bakugou

You weren't even sure what made you try it. You'd already tried so many times, so what made you try today?

Perhaps it was because Katsuki was in such a rush this morning.

Perhaps you simply didn't think it could hurt to try.

Perhaps it was both.

You aren't sure what made you try the door knob this morning.

Every lock in the house was Y/n proofed. All doors could only lock and unlock from Katsuki's phone, some new app that was developed for safety reasons.

Katsuki says it's for safety reasons, but you know that's not it. It was to keep you in and to keep others out.

He always paid such attention to every detail. Nothing could usually slip Katsuki Bakugou's mind. Especially if it had something to do with you.

So it surprised you when the knob fully turned.

It wasn't locked.. He actually forgot to lock it today.

Looking around, you contemplated grabbing some things.

No. Katsuki had all possible weapons locked up in drawers and cases with a key on he had. A key that was currently around his neck.

You shook your head. It would take too long anyway. Katsuki always popped in on you at random times during his work. Your best option was to just run.

You slowly opened the door and slipped out, closing it behind yourself. You traveled down the walkway and looked around.

Katsuki's place was pretty secluded. He never wanted anyone around you. The only person he allowed near you was Kirishima, that was all.

That's when you saw it. After hearing the sound of gravel crunching under some weight, you turned your head.

Katsuki's car. And sadly for you, Katsuki made direct eye contact with you among rolling up.

You quickly turned and ran, unable to to stop yourself from crying as the sound of his door opening came.

Being locked at home, you weren't nearly as fast as Katsuki. Your stamina wasn't as great either.

You were grabbed by the arm and roughly yanked into Katsuki's chest.

"Y/n.." He growled out. Usually, Katsuki called you by a pet name. If he used your real name, he was pissed. Pissed enough to punish you.

As he dragged you back into the house, you sobbed heavily. "I-I'm sorry! I'm sorry, Katsuki!" You pleaded.

Once he got you through the door, he once more yanked you against him with a harsh glare. "Misbehaving fuckin brat. Chased you down for 15 minutes and now you're sorry?"

You whined and didn't bother struggling as he slammed the door close, knowing it would piss him off further.

"Take your clothes off. 15 minutes of uninterrupted spanking. Then get on your knees in the corner and think about what you did."

As he let you go, he pulled out his phone. After putting in the password, he locked the door and turned his phone off completely.

You slowly started to undress and afterwards took your punishment.

He didn't keep you in the corner for too long. Soon, he was holding you in his lap, mumbling about how he needed to protect you.

"The world is dangerous out there, Teddybear. But I got you. You're safe with me."

Izuku Midoriya

It was late and Izuku was asleep next to you. Usually, he cuddled you during the night but he rolled over this time.

You'd been lying there, staring through the darkness at the ceiling all night. You couldn't sleep, but that was common. How could you sleep when your captor laid right next to you at night?

When you did sleep, it was was when he wasn't home. That used to be often actually, and you never minded. But when he lost his mind, he took more time for you, much to your displeasure.

Haha. Most people would love that, wouldn't they? Just reminds you of how different your situation is.

Then a thought came. What was stopping you from leaving? You could get up, find the house keys needed to unlock the door.

Where would you go? There's a trail that Izuku always drives up to get here. That must be it. It'd have to take you to the city, or at least in the general direction. If you could reach Musutafu, you'd know where to go.

Besides, if you escaped, it'd be way harder to catch you in the dark. Izuku's always been fast, but he couldn't chase someone he couldn't see, right?

Everything seemed like it was coming together and you made a decision.

You were gonna do it. Tonight.

Where did he usually leave his keys? Ah.

In his hero costume. Hanging on the bedroom door.

Giving Izuku a glance, you slowly and very carefully got out of bed. Izuku didn't even budge.

You started taking slow, light steps towards the door.

You were gonna do it. You were doing it.

"What are you doing up, Doll?"

The sound of Izuku's voice made you freeze. You simply stood in front of the door.

"Doll?" He questioned again. You heard him get out of bed.

Clearing your throat, you looked at him. "I-I was just going to the bathroom, Zuku.." You quickly lied. "Did I wake you?"

He smiled and chuckled. "I kinda sensed you weren't next to me. Crazy huh?"

You felt your hopes for any future attempts at this crumble. "I think it's sweet.."

Izuku seemed to answer, as his smile widened and he gently took your hand. "C'mon." He pulled you from the room and into the bathroom, closing the door behind the both of you.

You looked down. "I don't need to be watched.." You mumbled. He kissed the top of your head lovingly and sighed.

"I know you don't like it, Doll, but I need to know you won't do anything to escape or anything harmful." He said, his voice laced with gentle care.

"You can trust me, I-I won't." You crossed your arms, knowing it was a lie. But it was always best to tell him what he wanted to hear.

Lifting your head by the chin, you noticed his smile was replaced with frown.

"So you wouldn't lie to me?" He asked softly. You quickly shook your head. "Fine. Then go to the bathroom, Doll."

Your stood there, frozen. You could tell from the disappointed look on his face that he knew. He caught you. He wouldn't ever trust you.

[anyoneseenadam]

Ahhh can u plz write some fluff with Mor? The fandom is starving AND THANK UUUU 🥰😘😍🤩😛

pairing: Morrigan x reader (acotar)

warnings; kissing and exam stress but asides from that it’s pure fluff :))

a/n: kissing girls man, hits different. this is quite short I’m sorry I have lot’s of study to do but I wanted to get something out! hope you like it <3 (this was also heavily inspired by cmbyn cause I’m re-reading it) 

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“Or are ‘being’ and ‘having’ thoroughly inaccurate verbs in the twisted skein of desire, where having someone’s body to touch and being that someone we’re longing to touch are one and the same, just opposite banks on a river that passes us to them, back to us and over to them again in perpetual circuit.”

“Stop looking at me like that.” You said, not taking your eyes off the page in front of you, the words not quite reaching your brain, and you read the paragraph again. Your neck ached and you could feel the beginning of a headache forming in your temples, the look your girlfriend was giving you from your bed was not helping.

“Nope,” she said, popping the ‘p’ as she stood and walked over to you, slinging her arms over you shoulders and reading the meticulous notes you had been taking, her cheek pressed against your own. “Come to bed baby, you’ve been working all day and you barely slept last night.”

She was correct of course. You had final exams coming up that you had to pass if you wanted to become a qualified teacher but that meant many nights without sleep and without quality time in the arms of your lover. You had stayed up into the early hours of the morning the previous night and were up again to start working at seven. You leaned back into her warm touch, your eyes closing for a second before you forced yourself to concentrate.

“Later, I promise, I just want to finish this chapter,”

“You said that an hour ago,” you laughed and brought her hand to your mouth kissing it before pushing her away, picking up your pen and continuing with your notes. She kissed your forehead before collecting the empty dishes and mugs that were sat next to you, taking them to the kitchen to wash, you zoned out as she left, listening to her move about the kitchen, the domestic sounds soothing your hectic mind. But soon she was back, carrying two steaming mugs and with a bag of your favourite crisps under her arm. She placed everything down, smiling at the pout you had on your face, brows furrowed as you tried to make sense of your notes, your own words confusing you, before walking over to you and closing your book.

“Hey!” you whined as she picked you up, walking you to your bed and placing you down again.

“You’ve been working all day I’m sure you’ll survive,” she muttered, passing you a mug that smelled of chamomile, the relaxing flower making you sigh contentedly as you inhaled it, watching as Mor move around your room, collecting baggy clothes, pillows, and blankets. You loved seeing her like this, she was always beautiful, but when she was only wearing your over sized clothes and with her long hair piled on top of her head, face clean of makeup but glowing, you fell just a bit harder. Her natural beauty was something you almost wished you could frame, something you wanted to keep with you at all times, wishing you could always hold her to your chest tightly, fearful that if you didn’t she may leave.

She wouldn’t though, she was just as enamoured with you as you were with her. You were her sunshine, her angel and since she had first seen you she was filled with a desperate urge to protect that light. You hadn’t even met her family yet, and while she partially felt guilty for that, she simply wanted to keep you as close as she could for as long as she could, her overprotective nature making her want to keep you for herself, like a child with their favourite toy. However the bags under your eyes and your bitten, chapped lips hurt her to see, so she was determined to get her sunshine back, through a practiced method of cuddles and selfcare.

You sipped your tea as she threw an oversized sweater at you followed by your favourite shorts, before moving to the bathroom to do cauldron knows what. You placed your mug on the beaded coaster you kept on your bed side unit and changed into your clothes, before standing and moving to tidy away your books and numerous coloured pens.

“(y/n)!” you heard Mor call in a sing-song voice and you placed your books away, moving to the bathroom where you saw her triumphantly holding the face masks the two of you had impulsively bought from a recent market you went to. You smiled and went to her as she motioned you to sit in the empty bath, you giggled and did as you were told as she followed suit. When you were both sat comfortably, she straddled your waist and tied your hair away from your face gently, with so much love and care you leaned up to press a kiss against her mouth. She reciprocated quickly, lips moving against yours like a well-practiced dance, the two of you working in perfect tandem, tongues moving languidly with one another, neither of you feeling the need to rush. You slid a hand around her the back of her neck as she let a soft whimper into the kiss, making you grinn against her mouth. You had missed this, the feel of her pressed against you, the busy days you had been spending making you forget just how well you worked together, the way your breaths synced, and your limbs never got in the way, both loving the other while simultaneously being the other. Knowing exactly how the other worked. How the other moved, as if you were controlling her and she, you.

Mor pulled away, breathless, cheeks flushed, and you grinned lazily up at her, loving the effect you always had on her.

“I missed this,” she said, kissing your nose gently and gazing at you lovingly, before scooping out the creamy paste, and smearing it over your face.

“I know, I’m sorry but exams are almost over and then I’ll be all yours,” you smiled at her as she finished, wiping her hands on a wet cloth as you took the pot from her hands and massaged it onto her face as well, her sighs music to your ears. When you were finished you both stood and made your way back to your bedroom, curling into each other with your mugs as you asked her about her day.

“Honestly, I don’t know why I put up with them,” she laughed as she told you that her family were all still pestering her to meet you.

“I mean maybe it wouldn’t be a bad thing,”

“Spoken like someone who hasn’t met them,” you laughed as she continued, “I mean I only came out a few months ago and I really like having something to myself, I feel like I’ve always had to share with everyone. I don’t know is that selfish?”

“No, I don’t think so. But I’m still going to be yours after I meet them, maybe we should just rip of the plaster. I’m sure none of them are nearly as charming or beautiful as you are anyway.”

“You’re too smart for your own good,”

“Well one of us has to be,” you squealed as her hand’s dugs into your sides, seeking out the points that made you squirm, desperately trying to get out of her grip, empty mugs long forgotten on the floor next to your bed and face masks washed away. You wrestled around as you tried to gain the upper hand, however the highly trained female won with ease, pressing a sloppy kiss on your cheek much to your dismay as she cheered over her victory.

She stared down at you in awe as your eyes sparkled, wondering how she managed to find the most beautiful girl in the world and somehow be lucky enough to be with her. You were in just as much awe, pushing a strand of long, blonde hair behind her ear, huffing a laugh when she nuzzled into your hand before collapsing on top of you, her face nestled in between your breasts, pressing a kiss into the right one and whispering a soft ‘I love you.’

You pulled her hair out of the bun it was in, knowing she would wake up with a headache if it remained up all night and Mor’s heart ached at the subtle display of love, the show of just how much you listened, how well you knew her. You then proceeded to massage her scalp gently as the two of you lay listening to the world moving outside, the distant chatter of people going home on the street below you or the faint music you could hear from a nearby bar lulling you into a trance like state, where the only thing that mattered was your other half, the person you loved and the person you became.

Soon you noticed Mor had fallen asleep and smiled at her cute snores, your hands continued to trail up and down her back as you too slowly drifted into a well-deserved sleep. Your heart easy, and head at peace as you lay with the girl you loved tucked safely in your arms. No one else there to separate your entwined souls. 

[kiss4kazu]

Hi! could I request some headcanons for what kissing Ashe and Dimitri (Felix too if thats not too much if not its fine) would be like for the first time?

☆ first time kisses with ashe, dimitri, felix 

↳ ashe babie boy 

although ashe is really innocent and pure i think he’s easily one of the most romantic in blue lions and would really go above and beyond always for the person he loves. 

i know a lot of people probably see ashe as someone being too reluctant and nervous to actually ever make a move first but i think if he really liked someone, he’d be extremely obvious about it, blushing like crazy, a stuttering mess, etc and after enough pep talks from sylvain he’d finally make a move to ask u out on a date and it would be an absolute wreck.

would literally put together something so fckin cheesy n corny but in the most adorably ashe way that it makes you want to punch him from being so precious

like a cute picnic or something by a lake and he’d make cute little cakes with some help from annette and it would just be so pure. 

he’d rehearse how he’s going to confess in his head like a million times but when the moment actually comes it ends up just being a jumbled up mess filled with “ums” and he’d try to stick to the script him and sylvain came up with and get out a “y-you’re r-really… u-uh… p-pretty..” but then he’d fuck it all up by saying something weird n dorky like “a-and you s-smell really nice… w-wait that’s weird i’m sorry-” and you’d just hold back ur laughter, ur heart swelling with so so much affection for him. 

ofc he’d ask for permission to kiss you, cheeks crimson and his eyes looking up at yours like tht one starry eyed emoji. you’d give him a vocal response, since he rly needs that reassurance. no stutters just “of course ashe” and he’d smile so so big and then just swoop down totally uncoordinated. 

would probs miss your lips and have to readjust. 

kissing ashe for the first time would be … messy. he’s not experienced at all, and doesn’t know what to do with his hands and he’d honestly be a dead fish for a good few moments. but as you ease him more into the kiss, he’d loosen up a bit, tilt his head and just stop overthinking. his lips would be really warm and would taste so sweet from the cake and he’d smile so hard into the kiss that your teeth end up bumping into each other and you’d pull away laughing

ashe kisses are the best honestly the butterflies fireworks the whole shebang yknow. 

as he gets more confident he’d probably try out a few things he’s seen in books like slipping his tongue in and would be completely taken aback by just how nice it feels. would probably whine into the kiss, cradle your face in his hands, and once you guys pull apart for some air he’d just breathe heavily against your lips with the dopiest smile on his face :( <3 

he’d be rly slap happy after kissing you for the first time and would probably tackle u onto the picnic blanket laughing from happiness kissing your face everywhere and showering you in compliments, shoving his face into ur neck and just breathing in ur scent. 

he’s very clingy ok. 

↳ dimi !!

whew. ok so we’re gonna do academy phase dimi since feral dimi is uh… probs not sfw & violent skjdfjslkjfd  

academy phase dimi knows NOTHING about kissing n he has 0 experience so it takes him forever n a day to finally get the balls to kiss u and when he does … whew. 

i can imagine kissing dimi to be during like , a deep convo or something late at night, when he’s having trouble sleeping or something and ur just running ur fingers through his hair, listening to him as he vents and admiring the sound of his voice bc he’s always more talkative at the dead of night when he’s sleep deprived. 

he’d just look at u so so lovingly and it would be suffocating and ur just staring at his lips but u know ur probs way in over ur head bc uh he’s the future king of faerghus 

but then he’d ask for permission too like ashe tbh bc he’s just polite like tht and has too good mannerisms 

plus he cares a lot about your comfort and would never want to make u feel unsafe or uncomfy especially by his doing

and you would nod with quickness n he’d waste not a second to connect ur lips 

kissing dimi is like a trance tbh, type of kiss that feels like something in u is short-circuiting 

literally the type of kiss that makes ur knees buckle u know the ones. 

he’s a rly rly good kisser n it makes no sense bc he’s literally never kissed anyone before in his life n it kind of makes u mad bc why is he perfect 

a rly rly passionate kisser and he can be kind of rougher than he intends to bc he’s not good with fragile things 

clearly v dominant in the kiss, one hand with an iron grip on ur hip the other tangled up behind ur neck, gripping ur hair. after a while gets reluctant and starts to overthink things and pulls away apologizing for being too rough

you’d probs have to reassure him a million times tht its okay dimi ur not hurting me!! 

he’s rly touch starved tbh so he always tends to take pecks into full-blown makeout sessions or when he intends to just kiss ur forehead he ends up kissing ur cheeks too, ur jaw, down ur neck just riling himself up tbh and then he finally  looks up at u with his eyes all dark n ur just like … here we go

did i mention he groans a lot during kisses bc he does 

dimi’s other sides shining through when his emotions overwhelm him is just .. dimitri 101. 

he’s rough, seemingly an expert at this shit, his tongue shoving past your lips and completely taking u off guard. he’d literally kiss you so hard your head would spin and he’d do it all with a blush on his face bc he’s still a shy babie.  as soon as the moment is over he’s back to stuttering n being all awkward boyish prince. 

he’s also the type to shower u in compliments between kisses.

kisses lips “you’re so gorgeous” smooches neck “so amazing” kisses jaw “goddess i love you” 

im scream crying

↳ felix too bc WHY NOT ! i love him 

listen. 

this little fucker kisses the life out of people u heard it here first folks. 

he’s 100% a heat of the moment type of kisser. it could go two ways tbh. like if you got hurt or something on his behalf he’d scream at you with glossy eyes for a good 5 minutes and then just stare at you all >:( and then he’d just grab you and  kiss the fuck out of you.

probably the most passionate kisser out of the three, he kisses to the point where u can’t feel ur toes and stuff he’d just completely indulge without any fucks given bc he almost lost you and he’s not good with explaining his emotions so hopefully this helps you understand. 

the other way i can see a first kiss going down with felix is more.. vulnerable, despite his hard exterior. he is rough and mean but it’s not bc he’s genuinely a bad person he just has walls built up so high tht its impossible for anyone to rly climb over 

to get a kiss from lix, u definitely have to have climbed over tht wall of his, or just fly a wrecking ball through it n send it crumbling to the ground

you’re literally the only exception, the only person who can rly get through to him 

he’d probably turn to you for comfort a lot, when dimitri agitates him with memories of glenn or his dad says something that ticks him off and he wants to punch something he’d just go to you instead, knock on ur door and just waltz in like he owns the place, sitting down on ur bed and u would know he wants cuddles bc this is how felix communicates 

if he had to actually say “i want cuddles” out loud he’d probably shoot himself in the foot with an arrow so he’s glad u understand, u always understand him just by looking at him n it’s reassuring bc he’s never been good with words.

its kind of cringe to him that he likes being held but shocker he likes being held 

he also rly rly likes it when u play with his hair he’s like a cat he will literally start nuzzling into you, so warm and pliant to your touch

ok im getting distracted back to the kissing shit

felix would probably just be rly overwhelmed with emotions n he doesn’t rly know how to tell u “i like u” so he just says “im going to kiss you.” like a literal statement n then he does it n ur just like o-o bc wtf. 

if ur not responsive at first he’d just pull away after a while and wouldn’t meet eyes with u and be all blushy. 

would let out a tch like the little shit that he is, and u have to turn his face so he’s properly looking at u again and meeting eyes with u 

he looks so vulnerable and stupidly gorgeous so u kiss him this time so he knows the feeling is mutual and it’d take him a min to really gather whats happening but once he does he’d literally. suck. the. life. out. of. your. face. period. 

felix kisses r rough n messy n just completely self-indulgent and he groans shamelessly when u pull his hair tie out from his bun and tug at his hair yes i have a thing for felix’s hair leave me alone.

gives 0 fucks would literally shove his tongue down your throat pull you flush against him and he always calls sylvain insatiable but rly its this fucker who’s insatiable he is literally eating your face. 

you’d have to pull him away from you and he’d just pant so hard against your lips and look at you like he wants to devour you and its kind of overwhelming bc he’s fucking hot !!!!! 

would shove his face into ur neck and mumble out an “i like you”  and u would tease him n be like “what did you say i cant hear u?” and he’d elbow u in the ribs  and groan into ur neck and u would laugh n kiss his head, telling him u like him too

at tht he’d lift his head up, his hair falling over his amber eyes and u would just push the strands away from his face and kiss him softly one last time before going back 2 ur conversation about punching sylvain’s face or sumn

anyway i love felix thanks 4 coming to my ted talk. 

requests are open! <3

- vivi ★

[ithinkilikeit-reactions]

Yunho “Boyfriend Headcanons”

// Hongjoong version // Seonghwa version // Yunho version // Yeosang version // San version // Mingi version // Wooyoung version // Jongho version //

- Excuse me while i go off here

- I love him so much 

- He’s my bias so I apologize if I go overboard

- Yunho is just so bubbly it’s fantastic

- He’s so funny and positive and that’s why I like him 

- As far as a first date goes

- Something energetic for sure

- something just very fun that allows you both to talk and get to know eachother

- something with little pressure 

- because Yunho can get shy and if he’s nervous he’s a mess

- a cute mess but a mess none the less

- so maybe grabbing some coffee/hot chocolate/tea to go 

- going to a park and walking around and talking

- His ears would be bright red the whole time

- it’s his tell 

- but it’s really cute

- especially when you notice and comment on it because it’s cute

- *cue the ears getting redder *

- Definitely taking a stop at the playground and having him push you on the swings

- going down the slide together 

- being literal 5 year olds but that’s okay because cute

- Might kiss you on the swing

- only if he feels it’s right and you’re down though

- Will walk you home or to your bus or car afterwards

- instantly text you after having been on your date

- very sweet and tells you how much fun he had

- kind of crashes at the dorm in his bed and does a little excited wiggle

- definitely tells the members all about it

- Yunho gets so excited about the smallest things

- that kind of makes you get excited about small things too

- it’s just very hard to be unhappy while Yunho is happy

- he’s very good at cheering you up

- and problem solving

- very much the type to hold you close and comfort you

- his hands rubbing over your back and through your hair

- after your done getting it all out

- he’s down to help solve your problems

- When Yunho’s upset

- it’s easy to tell

- his ears are red and he’s not smiling

- Yunho doesn’t try to hide it either

- he vents and wants you to hold him and help him

- his pout is the cutest though as he rants

- just help him

- let the golden retriever wag his tail again

- It’s just always very hard to see a positive person very down

- Arguments with Yunho are... odd? 

- If any of you guys have seen ‘How I met your mother’ 

- I imagine the arguments being like Marshall and Lily’s arguments

- Being angry and snippy with eachother 

- but also just needing a break from the argument and putting it on pause sometimes

- just because you need eachother’s comfort 

-If he does something wrong

- he apologizes in weird ways but ways that make sense to you both

- like with inside jokes and small gestures he know you love

- Cuddling with Yunho is great

- Like I can’t describe it any other way

- Your head tucked under his chin and his arms locked around you

- legs tangled 

- You sleep like this too

- Also morning Yunho?

- The cutest

- His little puffy cheeks and tired expression are precious

- Yunho loves Harry Potter

- so if you get sorted into a different house than him

- I’m sorry

- it’s over

- jk but he will constantly remind you when you watch the movies

- You guys watch the movies maybe once a month

- Also he wants to read them but doesn’t really like reading

- so before bed sometimes you read the books to him

- One chapter a night and slowly but surely you’ll make it through the series

- He loves it and just stares at you lovingly while you read

- extra points if you try and make voice for the characters

- it just makes reading more tolerable for him

- Definitely loves teaching you dances too

- he hopes one day to choreograph a duet for the two of you

- not to perform necessarily but just for you two

- You don’t even need to be able to dance

- he’ll teach you 

- Mingi will help too

- it’s a lot of fun with those 2 together and dancing

- Yunho just loves your support at practice too

- Watching you watch him dance 

- it feeds his ego a little and it’s really cute

- You love it when Yunho is confident

- You love watching him on stage

- When the whole group is doing their more serious concepts

- it’s just so fantastic to see his bright smile anyways because he can’t help it

- Always tell him when your proud of him

- Believe me his smile is worth it

- He does the same for you too

- You could have done the simplest task 

- Yunho will still tell you he’s proud of you

- It’s important to him too

- Definitely loves playing video games with you

- The members always talk about how Yunho never gets a game without thinking of the members because he wants to be able to play together

- So group game nights with you are also very important to him

- Being cheesy infront of everyone on these nights also happen

- sitting in Yunho’s lap or between his legs

- You tend to ask him to sing for you a lot

- because his voice is so soft and lovely

- I have this image in my head

- of you both laying down in bed on your sides

- looking at eachother 

- him holding your hand and rubbing circles with his thumb

- all while he’s singing to you softly

- just absolutely precious

- Going to the convenience store late at night happens alot too

- grabbing your favorite ice cream and then going to a near by playground to eat it and mess around on the swings

- on your own you wouldn’t feel safe doing that

- but with Yunho

- nothing really seems scary

- he’s protective

- not in an overbaring way whatsoever

- But if you need his help

- or someone is bothering you

- he will fight if it comes down to it

- he protects his own

- he does it for you, his family and Ateez (his other family)

- Yunho loves seeing you hang out with his little brother too 

- when you visit his parents house

- play video games with his little brother

- Gunho probably thinks you’re the coolest which makes Yunho really happy

- he loves seeing the people around him get along

- he’s not really jealous at all

- I can’t imagine Yunho getting jealous

- He puts a lot of trust into your relationship 

- so he doesn’t feel the need to get jealous

- even if you give someone attention 

- he knows it’s probably not the way his mind is trying to make him think it is

- thinks about things before acting on it

- Okay kids look away the adults are speaking

- okay 

- soft dom all the way 

- no denying it at all

- has a really hard time being a hard dom 

-it just makes him slightly uncomfortable 

- so don’t make him do it 

- size kink (are we surprised... the answer is NO)

- Has a thing for seeing his large cover parts of your body

- if that makes sense? 

- just likes the visual of it all

- I think it also fuel that protector aspect to him as well

- he likes to think of himself as your big strong protector

- doesn’t really get very rough during sex because of this

- always wants you feeling safe with him  

- does absolutely love being on top and having you under him though

- Loves it when you love his hands 

- guide his hands where you want them 

- lacing your fingers with his 

- it’s all just so stimulating to him

- Loves holding onto your ass when you have sex

- doesn’t matter if it’s big, small, round, flat etc 

- he loves your butt and thighs

- Yunho also really loves it when you give him a blowjob

- Especially when he’s stressed 

- God he loves it

- He can hardly hold his hips still

- He can barely keep quiet

- fingers tangled in your hair as you suck him off 

- also the visual of your lips wrapped around him 10/10 

- killer about praise

- compliments you all the time 

- Also has a thing for fucking you while you wear his clothes

- especially big hoodies

- Also has a big thing for fingering? 

- I mean have you seen his hands

- he just loves knowing that his fingers do so much to you

- very into slow passionate sex 

- especially when it’s completely reliant on the pace he sets 

- and the way he rolls his hips

- god okay i need to stop this before it gets too long

- Aftercare

- Looks at you with the biggest puppy eyes

- he’s filled with so much love and he can share it with you 

- that’s how he looks at you not just after sex but all the time

- you just notice it more after sex

- petting your hair gently, asking if you need anything

- water? 

- food? 

- cuddles?

- a bath? 

- he’ll do it for you all you have to do is ask

- otherwise aftercare isn’t so intense

- just a lot of soft touches and holding eachother

- maybe a chapter of harry potter read to you by him for a change 

- even though he doesn’t like reading

- depending on how tired you both are though

- loves holding your face and nestling his forehead against yours 

- kissing your nose and cheeks and lips repeatedly

- he’s just so sweet to you all the time

- Yunho really expects the same from you too

- You two are the sweetest couple

- the couple that’s more like best friends

- you share everything because Yunho is so giving

- You two are a couple that seems sweet together on the surface

- and is even sweeter on the inside

A/N: we been knew that I love Yunho so much prime bf material. 

[just-a-cheese-stick]

Naeleon Week day 7

free day

Clear, cold droplets of rain and ice could be heard as it splashed onto the ground, which was slightly frozen from the mix of the downpour and the cold front, which was moving in rapidly.

It was a chilly November evening, and a certain brown-haired boy by the name of Makoto had been walking back from a shitty day at school, and headed to his apartment, which he shared with his boyfriend, Leon.

Every step trudging him across the wet, cold sidewalk pricked the poor boy’s feet through his shoes and wet socks, sending chills up his exhausted body.

By the time he had arrived at the door of his apartment, his hair and clothes were already drenched, much to Makoto’s displeasure.

Letting out another shiver, Makoto fiddled slightly with his keys before placing one in the keyhole and turning it.

Almost instantly as the door flung open, Makoto felt the warm air from the apartment against his body, providing relief for the overwhelming cold he felt throughout his body.

At this time, Leon, who had gotten home an hour earlier, sat on their couch mindlessly scrolling through his phone — stress visible in his expression.

This mundane daze was immediately broken by the sound of the front door flinging open. Startled, Leon turned his head to see Makoto, soaking wet from the rain standing in the doorway.

Just by his facial expression, it was easy to tell Makoto was drained, and a little frustrated.

“Hey babe,” Leon greeted his boyfriend, still slightly taken aback from the sudden crash made by the door when it flung open.

Makoto didn’t even acknowledge him, but trudged straight to the kitchen after closing the front door, nearly as aggressively as it was opened.

Leon stared at him, visibly concerned, and a little surprised.

“Are.. you ok?” Leon hesitantly questioned, not wanting to add to Makoto’s pre-existing frustration.

Makoto paused, finally glancing up at him.

“Yeah I’m fine. Sorry,” he replied, his voice dull and brittle.

Leon got up to accompany him, seeing as he had nothing better to do.

But, just as he was going to join him in the kitchen, Makoto walked back to sit on the couch. Leon sat back down.

“How’d your day go?” Leon asked, already aware of the answer.

Makoto didn’t respond. He didn’t want to think about it. He flopped down onto the couch, burying his face into the cushions before letting out a muffled groan.

“That bad, eh?” He placed a hand on the other’s shoulder.

“Yeah,”

“You should change before you get sick. You’re probably feeezin’”

Makoto could feel his heart melt at this. Leon was so.. caring. This wasn’t a normal reaction from Makoto’s goofball boyfriend. But Makoto wasn’t complaining. He quite liked this side of Leon, actually.

“Yeah. Lemme go do that.”

When Makoto came back out in some dry clothes, he could see Leon walking towards his room.

Leon noticed Makoto walking back from the laundry room when he was struck with an idea.

“Better?” He asked, wanting to first check in on the well-being of his companion once more.

“Yeah. Thanks,” Makoto replied drowsily.

“Y’know, when I have a bad day, I usually go take a nap. Dunno if that sounds any good, but since I’m going for one right now, maybe we could take one together? Thought maybe I should throw that option out there,” Leon offered, somewhat awkwardly.

Makoto’s expression softened into a smile. Quite frankly, there was nothing he wanted more than to curl up with his lover and take a reset from the crappy day he was having.

“I would love that,” he said with a sigh, which, if anything, was more of an exhausted one.

“Sounds good.”

Makoto fallowed Leon into his room, taking a corresponding pause upon seeing the other stop in his tracks.

“So would ya like to cuddle or just sleep?”

“God, I would do anything to cuddle right now,” Makoto replied with an exhausted sigh.

“Aight. Just making sure.”

Whenever the two cuddle, they often fluctuate between big and little spoon, but with naegi’s mood being what it was, he was able to melt into Leon’s arms quite easily.

“So what happened? D’ya wanna talk about it, naeggs?” Makoto blushed at the nickname.

With a light groan, Makoto began explaining.

“Well, I lost my phone this morning, and took three hours trying to look for it. Then, we had this big assignment that I completely forgot about. Byakuya wouldn’t lay off my case about it. Then, I had to tutor someone, but she was really impolite. Didn’t even listen. And on top of all of that, I didn’t know it would rain, so I didn’t bring an umbrella. But that backfired.”

Leon gazed at his boyfriend, sympathy visible on his face. He was quiet, not exactly knowing how to console him without being awkward. At a lack for words, he pulled naegi closer to him.

“Damn. I’m sorry dude, that really sucks. But you’re here now, and I’m not gonna get mad at you.”

Makoto gripped the back of his shirt, burying his head into his lover’s shoulder, receiving a hand cupping his head. “Thank you.”

He shifted his head slightly to be able to hear Leon’s heartbeat, which was no doubt calming to him.

The hug began to relax as they both listened to the steady breathing of the other.

Leon nervously started playing with Makoto’s hair.

“I noticed that you were going to take a nap earlier,” Makoto mumbled, sleepiness present in his voice.

“Oh. Yeah.”

“Are you ok?” Makoto raised his head slightly in attentiveness.

“Ehh. Had a rough day, man.”

“Oh? What happened?” Makoto shifted up slightly, pressing their heads together.

“Practice was shit. They made us play in the rain, and coach was just being a huge dick. But whatever. Nothing a nap can’t fix.”

“I’m sorry.”

”nah you don’t need to apologize. It’s cool.”

Makoto rested his head back on his boyfriend’s chest, once more deepening his breathing.

“Anyways, I’m probably gonna get some shut-eye if that’s ok,” Leon mumbled.

“Sounds good.”

Leon pulled the blanket over the two of them. It was a large gray one, and quite fuzzy as well. It seemed to chase away the remaining cold that seemed to still linger around naegi. He immediately melted under it.

Leon placed his hand in Makoto’s hair, running through it lovingly.

Pretty soon, Makoto could feel his eyelids become heavy, quickly pulling him into a dark, heavy abyss, as sleep fallowed him soon after.

and in a short amount of time, quiet snoring could be heard coming from Leon as well as they had fallen asleep in each others arms.

Nearly four hours had passed since the two had fallen asleep. But soon, Leon could feel himself slowly emerge back into consciousness, but he kept his eyelids shut in attempt to fall back asleep.

He tried opening them at one point, but the window next to them emitted a bright light from the sun beginning to set. So he sat still for another minute.

Slowly, he tried opening his eyes once more. This time, he was successful. He took a half-lidded glance at the familiar surroundings, re-engaging his senses after a long rest.

But unexpectedly, he felt something, or someone, shift.

That was when he remembered he had fallen asleep with Makoto. He glanced down to his chest to see the brown-haired boy still sleeping peacefully, snuggled up to him.

Careful not to wake him, Leon placed a gentle kiss on the other’s forehead, seeing his expression soften.

His limbs were still loosely entangled with Makoto’s from when they both laid down together a couple hours back.

Leon couldn’t help but to smile at how cute his boyfriend was. “God.. what did I do to deserve you?”

[xnchxntmxnt]

This is my first time ever doing an event so if I put this in the wrong spot I am soooooooo sorry.

Alex

She/her/hers

Virgo

Male but if you really feel female that’s totally cool

I’d describe myself as shy until you know me then I’m weird, I tend to really worry about what people say so putting myself out their can be hard but I’m a super touchy person once I know you

I love photography, reading and cooking/baking

In a partner I want someone who understands that I have bad days/weeks, someone who is funny and honest A big deal breaker would be if they don’t have any respect for those around them and cheating

I switch from wearing all black or dark colors to pretty sundress with bright colors. I love steam punk style and totally wish I could pull it off

The colors that best describe me are probably yellows and blues. And my favorite color is purple

Top 3 songs right now are Just like fire, Vices, and Play with Fire. My music taste varies a lot but my favorite artists are Panic at the Disco, Black Veil Brides, and Pink

Thank you for your writing. Also CONGRATULATIONS!

@maleficents-minion

You did everything great! No worries, that’s exactly how you do this! Thank you for participating & thank you for the congrats! I’m glad you like my writing :)

After reading, I’m gonna put you with…

✧ 𝑌𝑎𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑢𝑐ℎ𝑖 𝑇𝑎𝑑𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑖 ✧

God ur lucky I love this man anyways

✧ 𝐻𝑜𝑤 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑀𝑒𝑡 ✧

Okay, consider,,, Yamaguchi + photography

I can so totally imagine this heads up like

It’s perfect if I do say so myself

He was thrilled because he got a camera he’d been saving for years

This dude was so smiley and couldn’t shut up about the camera

He and Tsukki went to a park to get pictures of the cherry blossoms while they were in bloom because he always thought they were beautiful

When he was there he saw you in his camera for a second, just walking by

He almost dropped the camera jfc

He was like ASDFGHJKL TSUKKI PRETTY GIRL

Tsukki laughed at him like

“Talk to her dummy I’ll hold your camera”

“I CAN’T TALK TO HER SHES TO PRETTY”

“I think she heard you”

He goes BRIGHT RED and just whips around

A couple of feet away you’re staring at the ground, also red, but smiling nevertheless

So he does

He goes over to talk to you and he’s awkward and blushy and smiley but the awkwardness is kinda charming

He tries apologizing and you’re like “no it was kinda cute”

Which makes him more embarrassed but still smiley

You two spend a while talking before Tsukki gets bored and walks over to him and is like “so did you get her number yet” and the process starts all over again

Safe to say, the two of you ended up seeing each other again

✧ 𝐺𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑙 𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠 ✧

Because of how you two met, he calls you his cherry blossom I don’t make the rules (i mean I do but--)

He’s your strawberry

He does the little nose rub thingy a lot

He’ll get excited and he’s lean his forehead against yours, then bump your nose with his, then kiss the end of your nose

Call you beautiful if he’s in a sappy mood

Okay okay consider

E y e l i d k i s s e s

He loves it when you count his freckles

Like he’ll just stare lovingly at you as you ghost your finger over his cheek

Making little constellations or doodles like connecting the dots

He just stares at you with the biggest heart eyes ever

He’s so in love

He’ll love to read with you

Read to him

He’ll read to you

You two can sit with music on and just read your own books and just vibe

Growing up with Tsukki he’s not used to quiet there’s always music on whenever you do anything

Including baking

He’ll steal you away while you’re covered in flour & other things and pull you in and dance with you

He’ll sneak up behind you and snitch food

Sometime’s he’ll help but he likes seeing you so passionate about baking

Honey if you’re having a bad day, he’s the best

You don’t want to talk to anyone? He’ll leave you to your space. Maybe send you a couple of paragraphs about how much he loves you a couple of hours later

You wanna cuddle up and watch tv? He’s there with your favorite snacks

He finds cherry blossom petals and dries them and givens them to you in a little jar for the ~aesthetic~ but also cause they remind him of you

Am I imagining him giving you a jar of petals with a ring at the bottom to propose to you? Not at all why do you ask

you r best bet is just

Love him

Love him a lot

Give him the validation and support he needs and he’ll give it back tenfold

He loves you so much, just love him in return and you’ll be happy forever

✧ 𝐴 𝐷𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑊𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑇𝑎𝑑𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑖 ✧

P I C N I C S

He’s so sappy sometimes but it’s so endearing

For an anniversary or something, he’ll take you to the park where you met and you’ll have a little picnic

Especially during the evening so you can take pictures

He offers to give you a little photoshoot during the sunset

And you accept under the condition that you get to take pictures of him too

So you do and a picture of you becomes his home screen for a long time (it’s always different pictures of you though)

You watch the stars after the sun goes down, talking about anything and everything

It started with him with his head in your lap and you playing with his hair

Then eventually you laid down too and managed to wind up with your head against his chest and curled up against him all comfy

✧ 𝑍𝑜𝑑𝑖𝑎𝑐 𝐶𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑏𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑦 ✧

Geminis are very good communicators, which sparks curiosity about Scorpio’s personality (who are not as much so). They’re very good at sparking new ideas and developing them further together. With good communication, they can be a very good fit for each other. Both signs’ egos and pride can become a problem, but if kept in check, it could be a good relationship.

I feel bad there wasn’t a lot of information I could find supporting gemini+scorpio relationships but I said I will go down with this ship so here we are

✧ 𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝐴𝑒𝑠𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑐 ✧

You gave me a lot of different ideas and I totally love steampunk! You could totally pull it off. But I think this sums you two up well...

✧ 𝑃𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡 ✧

Tadashi gives me more chill, bedroom pop/acoustic music vibes, so I tried to find a combination you could both enjoy. Also, I listen to similar music, good choices :)

Cover Me In Sunshine - P!nk

Iris - Sleeping With Sirens

Nine In The Afternoon - Panic! At The Disco

Northern Downpour - Panic! At The Disco

If I’m Lucky - State Champs

Somewhere In Neverland (Acoustic) - All Time Low

Runners up - Azumane Asahi, Sawamura Daichi

[we-always-hit-our-ass]

I just read your fluffy headcannons with Toye and they are p e r f e c t. Made me realise how much I needed this and I was hoping if you could do one with Ron Speirs. 😔✊

anon, im incredibly happy that you think my Toye hcs were perfect- i also totally get you, anon. we all need some soft speirs hcs in our lives and i will do exactly that! 😩👌💞💕

btw im incredibly sorry that i took so long to write these hcs but hopefully you enjoy them!

Taglist: @floydtab, @deldontplay, @thatsonefishyboi, @noneofurbusinez, @meteora-fc, @hufflepuffpancakes​, @hihosilvers​, @rayleighshughes

shoutout to my wifey @floydtab for helping me on these hcs, this probably wouldn’t have existed without you- you gave me so much inspo i love you ma’am 💞💕

Fluffy/General Ronald Speirs HCs

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Let’s get one thing clear here- Ron is a cold bitch but is ACTUALLY a big softie.

Only for you anyway, but no one else except you two need to know that-

Like Ron will subtly do things to impress you, and you’re just like, 'You dont have to do that I love you too fucking much already, stop tryna make me fall for you again-'

But you always appreciate it anyways because you know that this boy just wants the best for you-

Ron is straightforward and makes it his daily goal to make you happy-

If you’ve had a bad day, Ron will literally go and get your favorite food/drink/thing to immediately make you feel better, and it works 100% of the time.

Aaah- This man lowkey cares a lot in the relationship and he’s just but a bit worried and is self conscious.

But you just tell him that he's enough and that you'll love him no matter what.

After that he'll just immediately hug you and you would press kisses on his jawline while softly rubbing his back to reassure him that you’re there.

Soft declarations of love are always said and done between the two of you and you knew that you couldn’t live without it.

It was practically essential at this point and you’d never ever get tired of Ron saying ‘I love you’.

Ron is also very protective of you but he’s embarrassed to admit it.

The amount of times he almost yeeted someone because they either made you mad/uncomfortable have been endless.

Like they better HOPE that Speirs doesn’t find their address-

Ron isn’t really big on PDA but he will not hesitate to wrap an arm around your waist, and even sometimes he’ll sit you on his lap while he nuzzles his face on the side of your neck.

It’s just a personal preference of Ron’s and he just doesn’t want people to exactly see something that is intimate, you feel?

Even though he prefers to keep your relationship private, he would always softly call you endearing terms in your ear in public.

He prefers to love you in private, and he thinks that it feels more special that way.

Ron acts the complete opposite when you two are alone or behind closed doors. He’s extremely passionate and every single touch light yet intense.

Ron cannot keep his hands off you and he cherishes every moment he shares with you. 

He just loves the fact that you feel so right in his hold, like you two were always meant to be.

He loves everything about you and wouldn’t change a single thing about yourself, I promise you that.

Ron is also a MAJOR worrywart, like if he even heard you whisper ‘ow’, you better bet that he’s going to ZOOM his ass to you.

He also doesn’t express his worries verbally- oh no- his actions speak for him. He’ll hold you in his arms and will ACTUALLY kiss the area where you hurt yourself.

Ron just wants you to be alright and will fret over you even if it’s just a papercut.

Ron is also very discreet about your relationship and God forbid anyone from seeing him being soft towards you. (And God help them even more if they decide to bring it up.)

Ron constantly thinks how amazing you are while you’re right next to him with your hands in his.

He’s always extremely happy around you and he absolutely loves playing with your hair and it’s so cute.

Soft forehead kisses for this man are a must and he can’t help but smile when you press your lips softly against his skin.

Ron is definitely an athletic man and he adores swimming.

There have been countless times where Ron would take you to a lake just so he can swim with you.

When you’re done changing Ron will scoop you up and just straight up jump into the water.

Cue the WHOLESOME AS FUCK experience, thank you very much.

It’s always serene and the air is always filled with laughs as you and Ron splash each other endlessly.

Kisses are always pressed against your wet cheek whenever you two go swimming 

You’d also cradle his face in your hands as you’d stare lovingly into his eyes.

But you’d always finish swimming before him though and you’d admire him as he’d do laps.

Like Ron’s so beautiful, look at that man, he’s so fucking out of this world- 

He might or might not have been trying to impress you by doing laps, but that's a secret we'll never know-

When you’re finally dry, Ron comes up behind you as he just got out of the water and hugs you, causing you to be wet all over again.

Ron also has a special spot in his heart that is reserved for playgrounds. Like when he’s walking with you and he spots one his eyes LIGHT up and you don’t need words to tell what he was thinking.

Ron loves pushing you on the swings and your laugh and smile just keep him GOIN-

He’ll also wrap his arms around your waist as he’s behind you when you’re sliding on the slides-

The childlike wonder in Ron comes out whenever he sees a playground and that’s one of Ron’s many quirks that you loved-

Like literally the main reason he likes going to playgrounds more now is so he can just see your joyful expressions and sweet laugh-

Okokok, Ron Speirs might seem like a cat, but please believe me when I say that he adores dogs!

You could see the absolute love in his eyes when he sees Trigger and you just had the most perfect idea on what to get him for Christmas.

You fell in love with a little Bernese Mountain Dog puppy (please, please, please search them up- they’re adorable) and your plan was set in motion.

You immediately knew that Ron would love him too.

The lil pup was a pure fluffball of sunshine and this boy was bound to bring lots of joy during the holidays-

BUT HOLY SHIT YOU DID NOT EXPECT YOUR BOYFRIEND’S REACTION TO BE SO CUTE WTF-

When you presented the tiny bundle of fluff to Ron, you could see waves of euphoria emitting off of him-

You knew that Ron was already a man of a few words but he was just rendered speechless (in a good way, of course) when his eyes laid upon the Bernese puppy.

“Milo.”

“Ron- What?”

“His name is going to be Milo.”

You have caught Ron multiple times with Milo on his lap and it’s fucking adorable.

Ron would also fall asleep with Milo in his arms and you swore you were going to take a picture of that and frame it-

Milo’s energetic and bouncy personality somehow complimented Ron’s steady and calm one.

 It’s a beautiful dynamic and it just works in the best way possible.

Okokok I’ve rambled enough, but have I mentioned how caring and amazing Ron is? Yeah? Well screw it, here’s more-

Ron is a little spoon half of the time but he’ll never admit it like the stubborn cutie that he is-

You love holding him in your arms and he loves it all the same too!

But Ron is such a good fucking boyfriend, it’s making me ascend-

When you’d fall asleep in your desk while doing work, Ron would ALWAYS carry you back to your shared bedroom and lay you down gently on the bed.

Ron will get on the bed and he’d be the big spoon as he’d crawl into bed with you. 

But then you’d turn to face him in your sleep and you’d instinctively pull him closer and your cheek would be resting on chest 

Oml- I can’t the scene is too goddamn wholesome-

Buuuut if you fall asleep on the couch, Ron would bring a nice fluffy blanket to cover you and he’d sit next to you and he’d fall asleep while making sure you were ok-

You never liked waking up or mornings before, but mornings with Ron? Oh yeah, you were DOWN for that-

Ron’s fluffy tousled hair in the morning is GOLDEN and when you’d push it back to reveal his sleepy but hella handsome face, it’s fucking over I swear-

Ron also feels the same when he wakes up next to you and he genuinely thinks that it’s like waking up to an angel-

But Ron’s husky voice when he wakes up is 😩👌💕, is there anymore to say???

You’d two would just stay in bed cuddling with Milo by your side during the few hours of the morning and you couldn’t ask for anything better.

Ron was known and cemented as a hardened, scary, and stern soldier, but you didn’t mind one bit. 

Because to you... Ron was the best thing that could’ve ever happened to your life, and you couldn’t care less as to what other people thought of him. 💞

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oooooh i’m probably deceased by now, so boo- but the afterlife can wait im proud of writing these hcs!

i hope you enjoyed these hcs lovely anon and i also hope that it was good enough!

but thank you for reading, everybody, i appreciate it so much- 💞💞😩

[imlostinsantacarla]

(a/n: this wasn’t requested, i’m just teen wolf trash rn and i miss writing for the fandom. also, did i mention i’m in love with cora hale? so since i’ve done a cuddling hc for erica i decided to do one for cora bc she also deserves so much love and was such an underrated character as well. - admin kat🌙❣)

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Cuddling with Cora Hale Headcanons:

° regardless of your gender, size and height, cora hale is hands down the big spoon 99% of the time when it comes to cuddling. i imagine this to be bc of her protective nature of those she holds nearest to her heart, but also bc she’s lost so much already, she doesn’t want to lose you; and by holding you, it’s a reminder to her that you’re there, solid and real.

° she always has her face buried into your back or shoulders, and you always feel her lips graze your skin in a soft sincere smile. it makes your heart flutter, to which she always comments on.

° “why did your heart do that weird thing again?”

° “what weird thing?”

° “that weird thing it does when you feel me smile against your skin?”

° “well there’s your answer.”

° but there’re some days where she needs to be held and you literally jump at the opportunity to hold her, being the big spoon or having her lay on top of you. the first time it happened was when the alphas broke into the loft and almost killed derek, she felt scared and vulnerable, reminded once again that not just hunters can come into her life and take away her family.

° cora isn’t always good with her words, she shows how she feels about someone through her actions; and it’s common for her to show her love for you when you’re cuddling. it’s shown in the way she grips you tighter to her, smooths hair out of your face or kisses your forehead.

° and she predominantly shows her affection and love for you through actions bc sometimes due to her bluntness, she can come across as really acerbic or flat? but overtime you’ve begun to be able to decipher what she really means. showing feelings can be difficult for her.

° cora does tell you she loves you, i suppose out of all the hale’s she is the most playful, but only with you.

° “i love you, you big doofus!”

° “shut up, i love you.”

° “you look really beautiful today. i just wanted you to know.”

° derek walks in on you guys cuddling all the time and he’s always clearing his throat to which cora no longer even acknowledges him any more. she used to lift her head up and quirk her brow at him before rolling her eyes and resuming to holding you.

° “what? it’s not like we’re butt naked and fucking or anything.”

° “you guys fu- actually, don’t answer that! i don’t wanna know!”

° “cora!”

° you always lay your head on her chest when you cuddle and naturally her fingers nestle lovingly in your hair. she’s really so soft for you, even scott’s pack tease her about it. she used to get mad and punch the guys, but now she just rolls her eyes and becomes pouty, but she can’t deny it... she is soft for you.

° when you’re alone, cora will gravitate towards you, placing herself in your arms, her head on your shoulder or in your chest. over time, she really allows herself to be vulnerable with you, letting you hold her.

° it was a huge milestone when cora fell asleep on you when you guys were cuddling and watching a movie. it meant that she trusted you. you never let her or the pack hear the end of it for like three months!

° “guys! did i tell you how cora fell asleep in my arms-”

° “yes, for the hundredth time, in fact! now will you shut up about cora falling asleep while you cuddle? we have danger coming for our asses left, right and center!”

° when she’s extra grouchy and just having a bad day you blow raspberry kisses on her neck. she pretends to be annoyed but then she starts grinning so wide and giggling. that always cheers her up.

° no one would ever really believe you, but cora initiates most of the cuddling and you can’t change my mind!

° cuddling often turns to adventurous hands and deep kisses with bottom lips softly nibbled...

° and once that starts, the cuddling sessions are on a time out and other activities ensue, leaving you breathless and hot and bothered.

° but you two pick up on cuddling right after though.

° cora will often pull you into her lap when you’re studying. she’ll just watch you study, having long forgotten her own homework.

° “why are you staring at me?”

° “because you’re more interesting than chemistry and math.”

° “fair enough.”

° you end up using cuddles as a reward for cora when she finishes at least two hours of studying with you. but even if she’s defiant and chooses not to study, she’ll just cuddle you anyway.

° you rub circles on her back and she  m e l t s ! ! !

° you kiss all over her face as well, which she pulls a ‘i’m done with you’ expression, but she secretly loves it and you even know it.

° “what are you, my grandma/grandpa?”

° “a hot grandma/grandpa!”

° “ew, you’re gross.”

° “and you love it! don’t lie.”

° she loves cuddling on days where the sun shines through the windows. she falls asleep on those days. you swear she’s a cat in disguise.

° cora can be pretty goofy when she cuddles, sprinkling her fingers on your sides, softly nipping your shoulders with her teeth, pinching you softly to get your attention on her. she’s an attention whore, but only for your attention.

° when you guys fall asleep whilst cuddling, you’re always holding hands. it’s the sweetest thing ever!

° you like to trace over her facial features when she’s thinking and you’re cuddling, it makes her smile and then kiss your knuckles sweetly.

° “what’re you thinking about, dumb dumb?”

° “about taking you back to south america with me. i’d really love for you to see where i spent most of my life.”

° “really?!”

° “yes, you doofus!”

° after she’s been in a battle she always heads to your house after in the dead of night, sneaking in through your window, climbing in under the sheets and snuggling into your side. she’s freezing from the cold air, which prompts you awake with a jolt.

° “you’re cold!”

° “shhh... i won’t be for much longer. go back to sleep.”

° “are you hurt?”

° “not any more.”

° sometimes she’ll be laying on your bed, looking up at the ceiling and you’ll suddenly run and jump on top of her like a total starfish. it knocks the wind out of you both but you both start laughing.

° “what the hell was that for?”

° “i wanted your attention.”

° “well you have it now.”

° once she moved out of the way and you flew off your bed, to which she caught you before you hit the ground and placed you in her lap with the silliest grin plastered on her face. “asshole...” you’d muttered and pouted, “sorry, what was that? i didn’t quite hear you.”

° you tend to talk most during cuddle sessions, and cora doesn’t mind bc she’s a great listener and loves the sound of your voice.

° you guys share a lot of kisses when you cuddle. in fact, there’s a lot of kisses, and derek hates hearing it. “can you guys stop already? it’s the fiftieth time you’ve kissed in the past minute!” he’d gripe irritably. “wait until we start making out, then you’ll hear the noises from downtown, asshat.” cora would mutter with a smug smirk on her face. 

° even when it’s hot out, cora is latched onto you like a tiny koala bear. she’ll rarely let you get out of her grasp.

° “i’m gonna pee myself, cora.”

° “fine, go!”

° “thanks!”

° you latch onto her a lot too though, especially in school when you’re walking down the hallways. you’re behind her with your hands wrapped around her waist. at first she wasn’t comfortable with it, but as time has gone on she can’t help but grin when people look at you like you’re crazy bc she’d normally knock anyone else out who tried anything like that with her.

° when the two of you cuddle, in the safety of each other’s embraces, it’s when cora will tell you her secrets, her fears, her hopes, her dreams. she’s really blunt in general, but there’s an infinite amount of trust when you two are together. she tells you what she’s thinking because she trusts you and cares what you think.

° she’s totally the type of person that draws patterns on your skin then pretends to erase them and start again. it makes you laugh and smile a lot because there’s no trace of the patterns, so she doesn’t need to rub on your skin to get rid of them. but she insists she has to. like she  i n s i s t s  mate.

° cuddles aren’t quick with cora. be prepared to be there with her for hours on end.

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[radishaur]

69, 60, 52, and 41 for Zuko on making a reader swoon? Sorry I can't help myself 😍

Here you go! I hope you like this. I didn’t know how you wanted me to take this, so I hope this is what you’re looking for! :) For those who haven’t read the prompt list, here are the prompts requested. #41 is “I know you haven’t done anything, but can you please stop looking so goddamn kissable, my parents are here”, #52 is “If only you could see yourself the way I see you, because, holy shit, you’d realise how much I’ve fallen for you”, #60 is “I’m so madly and deeply in love with you, please meet me so we can discuss this”, and #69 is “I’ve fallen for you and it’s becoming difficult for me to get anything done”.

- Zoe

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Fallen For You (Zuko x Reader)

Warnings: None

Genre: Fluff

Part: 1/1

Summary: See request.

“Fire Lord Zuko,” one of the servants said, bowing respectfully, “Y/N is here to see you.”

I nodded in response and told them to send them in. I hadn’t seen them in almost a week. She had been meeting with Katara in the South Pole to help her with some political matter. A familiar knock on the door brought me out of my thoughts.

“Come in,” I said, sitting up in my chair.

“Hello, baby,” she greeted, walking into the room.

I stood up and walked around the desk to pull her into a huge hug. Her body wrapped around mine and I felt at home. I nuzzled my head into her neck and pressed a few kisses into it.

“I missed you,” I said, giving her another kiss before pulling away slightly.

“I missed you too,” she said, pressing a firm kiss to my lips before looking at my desk and asking, “What are you working on?”

“Oh, just signing some paperwork,” I shrugged, sitting down once more in my chair.

“It looks exactly the same as when I left. Did you even get anything done?” she teased, leaning against the desk casually.

“What can I say? I’ve fallen for you and it’s becoming difficult for me to get anything done,” I admitted, shooting her an innocent smile.

She smacked me on the arm playfully before leaning down and pressing a soft kiss onto my forehead. I hummed pleasantly and watched her and she began leaving.

“Don’t forget that you invited my parents to come to the palace this week. They’re looking forward to meeting you,” she reminded me as she paused in the doorway.

“I remember,” I assured her, a nervous smile making its way onto my face.

She blew me a kiss that I pretended to catch before giggling and leaving. I sighed happily before returning to my paperwork. If I was going to be a good host, I would need to get this all done.

The job of the Fire Lord is never finished.

I worked for the next few hours before I was finally allowed to retire for the night. It was late and all I wanted to do was crawl into bed. I closed the door to my room and smiled to see Y/N waiting for me in bed. She was reading a book under the covers before I entered. She smiled happily when she saw me.

“Busy day?” she asked, looking me up and down.

“As always,” I hummed in response.

I told her all about my day as I got ready for bed and by the time I crawled under the covers beside her, I was exhausted. I laid my head on her chest as she began playing with my hair.

“Well, I know it’s exhausting work, but I hope you know that it’s doing a lot of good. People are really beginning to look up to you,” she said as she ran her nails across my scalp.

“Agni knows why,” I mumbled under my breath.

“Oh hush. You’re as good a person as anyone to look up to,” she scolded me.

“I disagree. I mean, I’ve made so many mistakes. I fail all the time. I still don’t even know how I haven’t been forcefully removed from the throne yet,” I huffed.

“Zuko, you’re amazing. If only you could see yourself the way I see you, because, holy shit, you’d realise how much I’ve fallen for you. And more importantly why. You do so much good for the world. And sure, you’ve made mistakes, but if anything that just makes you an even better person to look up to. You show people that it’s never too late to put in the effort to fix their mistakes. You’re someone people can be proud of,” she said, forcing me to look up at her before kissing me softly and adding quietly, “I’m proud of you.”

I smiled gratefully at her. I pulled her closer to me and nuzzled my head into her neck.

“How is it you always know what to say to make me feel better,” I asked, already knowing the answer.

“Because I know you,” she answered before resuming the idle scalp massage she had been giving me before.

It didn’t take long for either of us to fall asleep. When I woke up, the sun was just rising and Y/N was still fast asleep underneath me. I kissed her forehead and let her sleep for a while longer before waking her up. After all, her parents were to be arriving soon.

She complained at first, but after some apology kisses and cuddles, she finally got up and got dressed. I was nervous to meet her parents, but she assured me that we would get along well. Currently, I was showing them around the palace with Y/N on my arm. They were incredibly nice people and, just like Y/N said, we did get along very well.

“Oh, this here is the palace garden!” she exclaimed, pointing out at the open courtyard.

“Oh my, that’s beautiful,” her mom said.

I smiled at their enthusiasm. Her father was looking fondly at her mom as she began pointing out various things in the garden.

“Why don’t we take a break. We can all relax by the pond for a while,” I suggested.

“That sounds lovely,” Y/N said before leading her parents over to the pond.

Eventually, I was sitting down with Y/N by the side of the pond as her parents wandered around the courtyard for a while. Apparently her mother loved nature and was immediately engrossed in exploring every nook and cranny of it. Her father had agreed, seemingly just to watch her get all excited.

I smiled as I watched the turtle ducks swimming around in the pond. They were paddling around without a care in the world. Sometimes I envied them.

“I know you haven’t done anything, but can you please stop looking so goddamn kissable, my parents are here,” Y/N said while watching me and adding in a teasing tone, “I don’t know how my parents would feel if they came back and saw us making out.”

I couldn’t help but chuckle. I pulled her closer to me and kissed her. She smiled against my lips before nuzzling against me and staring out at the pond.

“They really like you,” she said without looking at me.

“You think so?” I asked, still somewhat unsure if they were being genuine or just polite.

“Absolutely. Trust me, I can tell,” she assured me.

After a few more minutes, I was pulled away by an emergency situation and apologized profusely about having to cut the tour shut. I promised to join them for dinner before leaving to go deal with the situation. It felt like it took all day to finally solve the problem, but I was glad to find out that I still had time to make it to dinner.

I made sure I looked presentable before walking into the dining hall where Y/N and her parents were. They all greeted me with a smile and I kissed Y/N on the forehead lightly before sitting down for dinner. The food was delicious and our conversation flowed quite easily.

“So, how did you and my daughter end up getting together?” her father asked me.

“Well sir, after I became Fire Lord and Y/N started helping Katara rebuild the South Pole I realized I wanted to be with her, so I sent her a letter asking her to meet me so we could talk,” I explained, smiling over at her as she ate.

“Actually I believe you said ‘I’m so madly and deeply in love with you, please meet me so we can discuss this’ but whose checking,” she joked, repeating the words I had written down in the letter almost a year ago.

“How do you remember the exact words I said?” I asked in disbelief and slight embarrassment.

“I probably read them about a hundred times. Plus, I kept the letter so I could read it every once in a while,” she admitted, a sheepish smile on her face.

“Ah, young love,” her father teased before kissing his wife lovingly.

The rest of the night was filled with pleasant conversation until dessert came around. My nerves were beginning to grow as the time came closer and closer for me to exact my plan.

“Honey, why don’t you go see what’s taking the kitchen so long with dessert. Maybe they need some help,” I suggested.

She gave me a weird look before agreeing and leaving the room to go check on the kitchen. I turned to face her parents and smiled hesitantly. I couldn’t back out now.

“I have to admit, there was an ulterior motive on my part for inviting you. I didn’t just want to meet you,” I explained, clearing my throat a few times before looking between the two of them, “I also wanted to ask for your permission to marry Y/N.”

Her mother gasped in surprise and her father smiled and let out a hearty laugh.

“I’ve seen how happy you make my little girl and I’ve seen how much you care for her. It would be my honor to see her marry you,” he said.

I couldn’t stop the smile of relief that broke out on my face. I hurriedly told them the plan I had for when I was going to propose and they listened eagerly. I had just finished telling them the plan when Y/N walked back in with dessert.

“I just decided to bring it myself since I was coming back here anyways,” she said before setting down the plates of pie.

Dinner was over not long after that and I was shifting nervously in my seat. Y/N’s parents said goodnight, sending me a knowing smile before leaving. I rubbed my neck nervously.

“I think that went well,” she said, placing her hand on my leg and giving it an assuring squeeze, “You don’t have to be so nervous.”

“Right,” I said, grateful that she thought my nervousness was because of her parents.

She smiled at me and gave me another kiss. God I loved her kisses. And I looked forward to kissing her a million more times. She truly was my whole world.

“Would you like to go on a walk with me?” I asked.

“I would love to,” she replied, standing up and letting me take her arm in mine.

We began the short walk out to the gardens and my nerves were beginning to grow uncontrollably. However, I also felt this huge warm glow growing in my chest. The overwhelming sense of love and happiness I felt imagining our lives together was strong enough to overpower my nerves.

When we reached the middle of the garden, I slipped my arm out from her and grabbed the ring I had out of my pocket. I slowly got down on one knee as she turned around to see what I was doing. Her question stopped almost immediately and she began to hold back tears.

“Y/N, you make me the happiest man in the entire world. I can’t even begin to imagine a life without you,” I began, forcing my voice to remain steady, “I got your parents blessing at dinner tonight and I would love nothing more than to make you mine for the rest of my life. Y/N L/N, will you do me the honor of becoming my Fire Lady?”

“Of course I will! Yes, yes, yes. A million times yes,” she cried out, wiping the tears away from her cheeks.

I let out a happy laugh that mixed with tears and slipped the ring onto her finger before kissing her passionately.

I couldn’t wait for us to spend the rest of our lives together.

[writingformadderton]

Emilia

Ship: Madderton

Word Count: 1864

Summary: Taron and Richard take their baby girl home and start a new chapter in their life; they’re parents now.

Additional Tags: lots of fluff, baby girl, just some sweet nonsense 

@queenmerabby was asking for some fluff, since you loved the baby series so much here’s another part for you ;)

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When Taron comes home from work this day he is extremely excited, knowing they would get a call today for their baby.

"Rich?" he asks and smiles brightly when his husband appears in front of him.

"Are you ready to get her?" he asks cheeringly.

Richard grabs him by the waist and presses a soft kiss onto his lips. "I have a surprise for you."

"Really?" Taron asks and Richard nods. He leads him into the living room where a little baby seat is standing on the table. T looks at him questioning.

"They called me this morning to pick her up." Rich says and Taron turns around fast.

"Really?" his voice gets excited and he looks at Richard with big hopeful eyes.

"Yes!" Rich says happily and smiles brightly. "We're having a baby now." Taron cheers and wraps him into a tight hug. "You wanna see her?"

T pulls back and his eyes wide in shock. "She's already here?" he whispers not believing his words.

"Yes." Richard whispers back and sees the joy in Taron’s eyes. "Come on." he says and takes him by the hand, leading him into their bedroom.

And there she is, lying on a little blanket in the middle of the bed. She looks ridiculously tiny and is the purest thing Taron has ever seen. T stands still a bit overwhelmed and looks at her, scared to do anything that makes her cry. Rich walks over to the bed and sits down on her side. He holds his hand out for Taron to join him. "Oh no, we should let her sleep. I can still-"

Richards face softens when he sees how insecure and intimidated Taron suddenly got. "Come here." he says softly and pats his lap. Taron comes over slowly and sits down next to him, his eyes on the little babygirl in front of him. Richard takes his hand into his and leads it to the baby's face. T strokes carefully over her cheek and his heart swells with luck and love for the little girl.

"My god, she's so tiny. More than I remembered." he whispers and leans down closer to his baby, fondling over her head.

"So, what are we going to call her now?" T asks and continues fondling her head gently.

The home didn't name the baby and reasoned it with the fact that she's only three months old and maybe someone would adopt her early. Which happened but T and Rich still thought it was strange.

"I'm quite happy with your newest addition to the list." Richard admits smiling. "Emilia is a cute name."

Taron looks up smiling wide.

"Yeah?" he watches Richard adoringly and looks down at her. "Emilia Madden. I love that."

"You're sure you wanna give her my last name?" Rich asks and smirks at him, moved by his little action.

T looks up and raises his eyebrows. "You wanna make her a Emilia Egerton? Please don't." he starts giggling and grabs his hand squeezing it.  "I already took your name as my second last name. Our daughter should have the one that connects her to both."

Rich nods agreeing and fondles over Taron’s fluffy hair lovingly. Suddenly the little one whines and opens her eyes. She starts crying and T flinches surprised. But Richard already lifts her up carefully into his arms and walks around with her, rocking her softly. "Hey, it's alright. I'm here, sweetie." he says in a soft calm voice T only heard a few times before when he was extremely cheesy.

Taron watches him calming down their daughter and his heart beats faster. Richard would be an amazing father to their little girl, he could sense that easily. It did something to him seeing his husband carrying her. This here was his little family that no one would take away from him. He would take care of it.

Emilia stops crying and looks up to Richard with big blue eyes.

"Yeah that's better." he tells her lovingly. "You're safe now, Emmy."

Taron’s heart swells and he realizes once more how fucking much he loves Richard. His husband sits down next to him and Taron looks at his little daughter, curled up in Richard’s arms.

"You wanna hold her?" Richard asks and T looks at him nodding timidly. Rich makes sure that she's lying safe on his arms and watches Taron adoringly. His husband couldn't really believe his eyes as soon as he held her. He sees the tears in his eyes, full of proud and love for his little girl.

"Oh my god, she's so beautiful." he whispers and his whole face softens looking at her. "Look at her blue eyes, she's gonna make me as weak as you do when you want something." he chuckles a bit and looks at Richard with tears in his eyes. "Thank you for saying yes when I wanted a little baby."

Richard sits closer to him and wraps his arm around him. "Oh love." he kisses him on his temple and cuddles against him. "How could I say no to such an idea?"

"Are you sure we adopted her? I mean look at her eyes!" Taron says and giggles looking at Rich.

"I'm gonna show you something that she could have from you easily." Richard says and strokes over his baby's belly. He tickles her softly and the little girl makes a sweet little sound and smiles. Rich’s hand wanders to her face and he softly strokes over her cheeks. "Look at the dimples, T. Her smile is as beautiful as yours and goes up straight to her eyes."

Taron smiles warmly and looks down at her again. "She is perfect." he whispers and bops her nose carefully making her smile and kick her feet happily. His stomach growls and he contorts his face a bit.

"You're hungry?" Rich asks chuckling and Taron nods. "When did you eat something today?"

"Phew, around 6am I think." T answers laughing.

Richard looks at his watch and raises his eyebrows. "It's 4pm. That's ten hours. I'm gonna make you something."

"Rich, it's okay I'll –“

"No. Ten hours are enough to let you starve. Don't care if you're working on set or not." Rich protests and smiles warmly.

Taron gives in and nods as his stomach growls again. "Rich? I'm going to eat but –“

"Don't worry, love. I'll make you a tasty salad. No fried chicken." he says and winks at him. He knew that Taron needed to watch his weight and what he eats for the role he was playing at the moment.

"Don't mention that! I miss it." he groans and chuckles when Rich rolls his eyes playfully.

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A bit later Taron enjoys his salad that's full of different types of vegetables, a bit light cheese and some chicken. If Richard had one hidden talent it was definitely making something tasty with the most simple things. T watches his husband who's having Emilia on his lap, sitting now. She looks around curiously and from time to time she smashes her tiny hands onto the table interrupting T and Rich's conversation.

Taron reaches out for her with his right hand and strokes over her hand with his finger. Before he can react Emilia wraps her tiny fingers around his ring finger.

Taron chuckles and looks at her adoringly. "Lovely, I can't eat when you're holding my finger." he tries softly but Emilia couldn't care less and holds him tight a bright smile on her face. He looks up to Rich who watches him with a smirk. T carefully tries to remove his finger from her grip but sees how she frowns and so he stops. "Ugh fine."

Rich laughs at him when he tries to eat with his left hand, unable to hold the fork and half of it falling back into his bowl. T pouts at him and braces his head on his free hand looking at his daughter. "Oh come here." Rich leans over the table and gets the bowl and his fork. He puts some of the salad on it and starts feeding Taron over the table with it. T hums happily and takes the fork into his mouth.

Taron who already changed into a shirt and his boxers is carrying his daughter upstairs after getting a bottle of warm milk for her. He gets in their bedroom and sits down on the bed changing her position and lying her across his one arm. He brings the bottle to her mouth and lets her taste it.

As soon as she recognizes that she gets fed now, she wraps her tiny hands around the bottle and one lies on Taron's. She drinks happily and looks up to him with her big blue eyes.

Richard is in the bathroom getting ready for bed and takes a step back from the sink to see if T is back. When he sees him his heart warms. Seeing him so gentle with the little girl makes him fall in love with him all over again. His husband was the absolute softest when he was around children anyway, but this here was his daughter now.

T looks into her blue eyes adoringly and can't really believe that this little baby here was his daughter from now on. "I'm gonna protect you at all costs." he whispers and lets her take another sip of the milk. "You won't ever be left alone again, I promise." he leans down and gives her a kiss on her forehead making the little girl letting out cute sounds and a bright smile appear on her face.

She finished her bottle and Taron sits back, resting against the pillows with her lying on his torso. The little girl grabs his shirt and rests her head on his chest, happy and tired. "Let's wait for your dad, then we can go to sleep." he tells her and fondles over her head softly. T starts humming a melody and the little baby falls asleep fast on his chest.

Richard gets into bed and looks down at her smiling. "Seems she liked you singing her to sleep." he sits next to him and looks at him full of love.

Taron catches his gaze and smiles softly. "I love you." he says and stares deeply into the beautiful blue eyes he calls his safe place.

"I love you too." Rich says and lies his hand on his cheek before kissing him softly.

Taron lies down Emilia in her baby crib and covers her feet with a little blanket. "Sleep well, baby girl." he whispers and places a soft tiny kiss onto her forehead.

Richard pulls him into his arms, cuddling him lovingly and pulling up the blanket over their bodies. He looks down at Taron and sees the tears in his eyes. "Love?"

"I'm sorry.." he giggles softly. "I'm just so happy right now. I always wanted to have kids and now she's finally here."

"Oh you softie." Richard giggles and cups his face lovingly.

"Thank you for this." he says and smiles at him, pure love in his eyes.

"No, thank you." he says softly and kisses him good night.

@taron-eggmcmuffin @maddertonmyheart @madderton-obsessed @ispewglitter @dickieandduckie