#anyways these are sleepy girl rambles

[lesbianfakir]

Not to get personal but I think the reason princess tutu stuck with me for so long after watching it is like. As someone with low self esteem and abandonment issues seeing our hero hate who she is at her core only to make a friend who not only tolerated her “ugly” side but is so so deeply charmed by who she is under the mask that he wants to spend the rest of his life with her no strings attached? That’s the fucking DREAM

It’s the fantasy of having someone who loves you even when you’ve stopped being useful, when you can’t be funny or interesting or any of the traits you try to cultivate to make yourself more palatable to others. It’s the fantasy of having someone see to the core of you and not flinching, instead, coming away more endeared than before.

Princess Tutu is about hope. When Duck, our hero who brings hope to everyone, falls into despair, her best friend is there to bring hope back to her. And I think it says something that hope is the emotion the show leaves me with too. Hope for a better future. Hope that one day, like Duck, I’ll grow out of the ugly duckling phase and be able to embrace my true self.

[mvalentine]

was serving slutty steve jobs for my presentation on apple today <3

oh my fuckin god she fuckin ded 💤

[speakercrab666]

lmao mum was talking about these friends of friends i’ve met like twice ever and i didn’t remember who they were until i remembered being 12 years old and repeatedly whacking the dad with my book (while still keeping my page) for making a gay joke, after sitting through like an hour of the intensely feminist mum (heart in the right place, very misguided) insisting that i was oppressed and subconsciously ashamed of my body (i wasn’t) bc i refused to shave my legs but also ‘hid’ them by wearing pants a lot.

shaving is pointless if ur 12 and autistic and have no concept of the social expectation that gives many young girls that final push to start shaving, and pants are great when ur 12 and autistic and obsessed with collecting as many different colours of skinny jeans as possible bc they’re comfy and u love colours.

also their daughter was ANNOYING. she has a baby now tho which is alright bc i do actually think she’s smart as well as annoying.

[cupcakesmoothie]

Something about me and mean lesbians with their cute sweet girlfriends that they're absolutely whipped for

Lesbians

[tired-needs-sleep]

sudden 2 am motivation to play deso???

[bigtiddygothhusband]

it sucks when the majority of a fandom has a slighrly different idea of a character compared to you but the more popular version is actually more justified by the text just less interesting to you personally so you can't complain about it

[therealjosephcranor]

It is Embarrassing that My Adventures With Superman is only 10 episodes long considering I have already rewatched the whole series all the way through like 3 times

[cregansdingdong]

ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀ ɪꜱ ꜰɪɴᴇ.

Cregan Stark x pregnant!fem!reader | no use of y/n | warnings: pregnancy fluff, the tooth rotting kind <3

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“There you are.”

There he was. Watching from the threshold of their marriage doors—the only separation between their traditional chambers—Cregan gazes over the form of his bare wife, who was enjoying a nice bath in her alcove. His eyes moved slowly, deliberately, taking her in and committing her to his memory like it was the very first time. A sleepy smile graced her perfect face, head leaned back against the edge of the tub. Just barely breaking the surface of the water was her stomach, rounded and taut with his child; her wrist had been resting on it as he entered, a letter held loosely in her hand. “I am.” He murmured, feeling himself relax just at the sight of her, and he crossed the room to sit on the chair by the tub. “How are you feeling?”

“Much better now. Jace wrote to me.” She holds out the small paper to him. Cregan hums at the mention of her brother, and his eyes scan the words on the page, quietly snorting after a few moments of reading—he was as funny as he always was. Nothing new, really, in the letter. He’d mostly asked about how his sister was faring, questions about the pregnancy, and gushing over his coming nuptials to Baela. But it all brought a smile to his wife’s face anyway. Cregan felt guilty sometimes, knowing how far Winterfell was from King’s Landing. She missed her family often, but even more now that she was having a child. “He’s eager to be an uncle.” He muses, handing it back to her. “The second he learns the babe is born, he’ll be outside our quarters pouting.”

“Yes he will.” She laughs and places it off to the side. “Only a few weeks more.” Cregan peers down at her stomach, expression softened now, his hand reaching out to gently pet her bump, fingers caressing the skin. “The water is almost cold.” He notes, a slight chide in his tone. His wife nods along, obviously aware. “Mmhm. The maesters say hot baths aren’t too good for the baby—warm is fine, but it becomes tepid fairly quickly. I’m comfortable though, I promise. Supper was divine. I was craving that stew all day. And grapes, but mostly the stew. I missed you.” A pleased smile lifts the corners of his lips at her soft ramble. He loved hearing her speak—just as much as she liked to prattle his ears blue. “I assure you, wife, I missed you even more. You and our babe. How is she doing?”

“Are you truly still convinced we're going to have a girl?” She muses. Cregan gently splashes her in mock offense, tutting lightly at her teasing. “I know we're having a girl. I can feel it in my bones, wife.” He leans in, pressing a less-than-chaste kiss against her mouth, tongue just barely slivering past her supple lips. She tasted like something sweet. “Cake?” He asks, head tilted even though it wasn't really a question. She grins. “Sara brought the letter up here—and sneaked me some frosted scones from the kitchen. I love your sister.” Cregan rolls his eyes. “I should've known you two would scheme behind my back…and not leave me any. I'm your leige-Lord.” His wife reaches out to pull him in again, not satisfied with the previous kiss, and their mouths clash together nearly with a mutual clack of their teeth. "Get in." She was pulling him down into the jasmine scented water, hands fiercely tugging at the laces of his leather doublet. "This water is so damn cold—" He barely had a moment to remove his boots. "You'll be fine." What Lady Stark wants, she gets.

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[sanjisblackasswife]

Can u pleaseeee do a part 2 to the nanami cam girl fanfiction 🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽

Part 1 Of Nanami x Cam!Girl Reader Here

Blk!Fem Reader in Mind

CW: Pervert Nanami, Nanami with a voice kink, Idk. Smut fr w some plot.

“Sssshit, yes baby….” Nanami’s voice growled from the back of his throat, his legs beginning to rise as his body tenses for a moment. His groans echoed through his empty apartment, only thing luminating his room was the lights of the city and his phone in his hand.

He threw his head back to land on the headboard, mind feeling a little fuzzy. This orgasm definitely drained him way more than any this week.

Maybe because this particular video he was using to get off was his and only for him.

“I um…i hope that was good for you Mr. Nanami.” She spoke breathlessly holding up the camera above her face as she laid on the fluffy pillows on her bed, eyes were dilated, cheeks flushed despite her skin tone, strands of hair on her forehead. She must have overworked herself this time. She did cum more than usual, as requested of him. “I never came that much, I almost feel embarrassed i couldn’t last as long as I should of.”

“You did amazing, sweetheart.” Nanami thought as she began to ramble a bit….per requested. Her voice was almost the equivalent to an angel through his ears. So soft, feminine and gentle.

Almost the polar opposite of her whiney, loud, slutty voice when she moans his name.

“I never gotten a um…private suggestion and you’ve been…so sweet with your donations I actually was able to get a new camera for it so of course I had to show you!”

“I noticed.” He thought, a faint smirk arising on his face.

“As promised though please do not share this video or post on any other platforms. Please.”

Nanami clicked off the video to give a long sign of relief. Her voice was too cute;

“Please.”

His thoughts still going a mile a minute, “Maybe next time she can beg to cum for me.”

Shaking his head to clear some of his perverted ideas he got up to take a quick shower and put on some new sheets. He actually tired himself out tonight, but he still couldn’t completely fall asleep.

He was tired yes, but everytime he shut his eyes they fluttered back up.

Tossing and turning on his bed he reached for his phone again, maybe another rewatch?

The shame nanami felt watching the streamer was now completely gone, he only watched her anyways and something about her voice always helped him not only get off, but fall asleep.

He remembers hearing a very….perverted conversation with Geto and Gojo about listening to sexual audios when they are too sleepy to watch a video, but too awake to fall asleep.

…It was 7am and honestly Nanami tried to ignore it, but Gojo was so damn loud.

With a moment before reconsidering he reached for his airpods and phone off the dresser again and scrolled through her videos.

This one. This video where she first moaned his first name was soothing

….to him.

Laying on his back, gently allowing the weight of his lids to fall shut he turned up the volume of his phone and just listened to her.

He replayed the video so much he almost can invision what she was doing in the exact moment she was speaking.

Nanami had no intention to touch himself again, just to simply hear her, but how naive of him to think he can listen to the wet sounds of her cunt and her soft moans and NOT have a body reaction.

He felt himself get hard, palming his shaft he rubbed it through his boxers, face getting red from the lewd thoughts he imagined from the video.

Nanami invisioned him on top of her, throwing her pretty thick leg on his shoulder, kissing her ankle to distract her from the full feeling of his tip and a few inches of shaft pushing its way inside her. When she moaned Nanami’s name he imagined that’s exactly how she’d sound the moment he bottomed out.

Without noticing his hand was down his boxers moving his fist at the same pace she was fingering herself.

Nanami wasn’t the type to make A LOT of noise when hes self pleasuring. He’s more vocal when with a woman, but his thoughts almost felt like reality he started to speak to himself as if she was there.

“Goooood good girl, sweetheart. Keep your eyes on me…yesss fuck—-so good taking me in like this….”

He never really got off to just audio before, but somehow with his eyes shut he felt more sensitive and it wasn’t long until he felt close again, but he tried to hold on until til she was as well.

“C’mon baby…just like that cum with me. Yes fuck—-“

It probably would seem embarrassing to see such a big strong man whimpering in his bed alone at the thought of fucking a girl he doesn’t even know, but fuck it he did not care. It felt too good to him

It wasn’t too long until he made another mess. Sucking his teeth he just grumbled to himself knowing he needs to grab a towel, but before he does that, he moves over the table in his phone and clicks “New Message”.

While still coming down from his high, Nanami sends another $200 donation and private message to the pretty streamer stating;

“How much would it be for a private phone call?”

[loveanddeepspaceimagines]

I love the when he gets drunk and is clingy! Can you do a reverse version (with the reader being drunk instead) :)))

When You get drunk and clingy

I only did Zayne and Rafayel since i only did them in original, hope you don't mind.

About Requests: if you suggest scenario ,please choose which lads men you want me to write for.

After tiring night you and Tara decided to have some fun ,and had girls night. few hours later when she left ,You found yourself sprawled out on the couch, a bottle of wine half-empty in your hand. The room was spinning.

Rafayel walked in, seeing you in your state, a grin spreading across his face. "Looks like someone had too much fun," he teased, sitting down next to you. "Hey, babe" You slurred, trying to focus on him through the haze, "I missed you so much."

He chuckled, taking the bottle from you, his hand lingering on your arm. "Aww, I missed you, too cutie" he said, giving your arm a gentle squeeze. You snuggled closer to him, your head resting against his chest.

"You know, babe, I think I'm gonna marry you, maybe have your babies, and..." Your voice trailed off as you started to slur even more, enjoying the feeling of his warmth and the safety that came with being in his arms.

"Wow you've got big plans "Rafayel said, his face flushed,amused by your drunken ramblings. "Well, don't forget, we can't have babies here," he teased, his hand running through your hair.

You giggled, your face flushed as you wrapped your arms around his waist. "No, but we could go to our room, and I could practice being a mommy with you," you said, your eyes half-lidded. Rafayel chuckled, shaking his head.

"You're crazy, but I love you for it," he replied, gently lifting you to your feet. You leaned against him, your arms draped over his shoulders. "Let's go make some practice babies," you insisted, your words slurring.

Rafayel grinned, looking down at you. "Maybe later,when you are sober" he murmured, escorting you to the bedroom, you pouted but followed him anyways. "At least cuddle with me?"you slurr and he chuckles "of course baby".

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You were at a friend's party, having a good time. Or at least, you thought you were. The more you drank, the more you realized you missed Zayne.

Soon enough, you were that friend who's had too much to drink. Your laughter was too loud, your voice slurred, and your attempts at dancing were more like flailing. It became harder and harder to keep your balance.

"Zayne..." You mumbled to yourself, turning to Tara "... I need... need..." Your words trailed off, your brain not quite registering what you wanted.

"Babe, Zayne's not here," she replied, concern in her voice as she watched you sway.

"No... No, I need him here," you insisted. "He's gonna pick me up..."

Your friend shook her head, her expression a mix of amusement and concern. "I'll call him for you, but you're going to have to wait here, alright?"

You nodded, slumping down on couch. Your eyes heavy

Some time later, you were awakened by the sound of the car door opening. Blinking blearily, you saw Zaynes concerned face, his eyes scanning your disheveled appearance.

"Hey, baby" he said, gently helping you into the car. "What happened?"

"I... I missed you, and I needed you, Zayn-" Your words slurred, and you let out a giggle as you buried your face into his chest. Zayne chuckled softly his cheeks reddening, running a hand through your hair.

"It's okay, Y/n. I'm here now," he said, driving you home, the sound of your light snores filling the car.

Once home, he helped you inside, making sure you were safely tucked into bed. Tossing back your covers, you mumbled a sleepy "I love you," before drifting peacefully off to sleep.

©loveanddeepspaceimagines 2024

[guppybibi]

PJSK boys with sleepy gn!reader

✧┊Akito, Rui, Toya, Tsukasa

❁ཻུ۪۪♡

❥ Akito

- you two usually have a set time everyday where you call and tell everything about each other's day, especially during the weekends as Akito usually performs at his gigs so he's pretty busy.

- so when you don't pick up this time no matter how much he called, he starts to get worried. but again, it was saturday so you may be out with your friends or family so he shrugged it off. just messaging and updating you.

- though when sunday comes, you still won't answer his calls! though he’d refuse to admit it, he's starting to get incredibly worried.

- after a few minutes of contemplating, he decides to pay you a little visit. he knew your parents were off for work, adding to his worries.

- good thing he has a spare key, he slowly opens the front door. no one was there, the lights weren't even on. he decided to go upstairs, to your bedroom.

- and behold, there you were—completely wrapped up in a fuzzy blanket with the air conditioning on. that was when he realized, you’ve been asleep for practically two days. you were basically hibernating.

- he mentally curses himself for not remembering, but hey. this was the perfect opportunity for cuddles! (he’ll deny that he likes cuddles in public)

❥ Rui

- oftentimes he rants to you about how his shows went and such, and today was no different. you two were seated beside each other at a cafe near the theme park since he’d just finished a play.

- once you two get your orders, he starts rambling. it could range from choreography mistakes to machine malfunctions, you get it.

- it doesn't take long for him to realize you aren't listening to him anymore as you start subconsciously laying your head on his shoulder.

- “fufu~” he chuckles quietly, making sure you were comfortable. he looks over to the pile of food and thinks about how he's going to finish this all by himself..he secretly hopes you'll wake up soon..

❥ Toya

- toya, being the academic achiever he is, offered to tutor you after school at his home. you weren't really given a choice anyways, he couldn't let his other half fail after all.

- today wasn't an exception, the same place at the same time. only this time, he was teaching you an unbearably boring subject.

- it didn't help that you were incredibly sleepy either, a few minutes of yawning, rubbing your eyes and uncomfortably shifting yourself around his bed. you fall dead asleep.

- and that wasn't an understatement. you fell on your back, and started snoring lightly.

- at first, toya thought you fainted and started choking on your spit or something. only calming down when he realized you simply just fell asleep.

- he places the textbook down and tuck you in, with a forehead kiss of course! he’ll make you some food for when you wake up! or maybe not..that isn't the best idea.

❥ Tsukasa

- you two have an agreement with each other, he performs a play for you to practice his acting skills and you give him proper feedback. seems easy enough, right?

- well it was, but not today. yes, you usually felt sleepy–it wasn't anything new to you. however, this time it was different. you just wanted to jump into bed and doze off, but that was disturbed when your boyfriend started his act.

- you tried to persevere through the incredibly long performance (it was only like 15 minutes), yet your body had a mind of it's own and decided to let you rest.

- tsukasa almost screamed like a little girl when he saw you fall asleep because he thought you died from..natural causes or something..

- so you could only feel the huge sigh of relief when he grasps that you just fell asleep. he takes off his costume, tosses them aside and snuggles up beside you.

- a star like him needs his beauty sleep as well after all..

[xoxochb]

nyx reader x percy were they have stereotypical girly sleepovers bc the reader doesnt usally sleep at night bc nyx is the goddess of night so she can only sleep at night if shes realllly exhausted and maybe she is and falls asleep while hes telling a story or like in his arms or somthing like that and it really fluffy

😭 i love fluff idk how i used to almost only read angst

— midnights ꣑ৎ ༉‧₊˚.

♪ ༘⋆ now playing… sunsetz by cigarettes after sex

warnings: none! pairing: percy jackson x daughter of nyx

“it was really cool, you should’ve been there.”

“I bet,” you murmur, your voice muffled from your boyfriend’s shirt.

percy continues, “anyways, after that, we went back home and my mom made cookies. unfortunately, she said I couldn’t have any until I finished studying— the bribery is crazy— so I finished two hours later and there was only one cookie left. I ate it, of course. I asked my mom to make more after that but she said no and I had to bake them myself.”

you laugh lightly. “how’d that turn out?”

“well— I was stained blue nearly everywhere for the next day and a half.”

“I suspected as such.” you nuzzle your face impossibly further into percy, sleep creeping upon you quickly.

and it wasn’t that you didn’t want to sleep, it’s just that typically when your mother is the goddess of the night sleep never comes easily to you. you wish sometimes it had been hypnos instead. tonight, not different from others, percy had been eager to sleep at your empty cabin (though his was too, whatever, you didn’t argue with him) so you allowed him happily to do so. and it appeared that laying in his arms as he rambles is the medicine to cure your sleepiness.

your eyes grow heavy and harder to keep open, the realm of hypnos taking you in quicker than you’d like. luckily, percy yet again snaps you out of your trance,

“fallin’ asleep on me, sweet girl?”

you sigh. “‘m awake.”

“I won’t be angry with you, y’know.” he pecks the top of your head “if you fall asleep, that is.”

“I know. but I like listenin’ to you talk.”

“I’m flattered, truly.”

you hit his chest and mumble an almost incoherent ‘idiot’ he catches it though, and pinches your waist softly. to your dismay, you’re too tired to fight back.

“would you mind if I told you another story?”

you shake your head. so he does.

“last weekend I was playing with estelle, paul bought her a huge tea set, she had me join her tea party. apparently, my apparel wasn’t party appropriate so she chose my outfit for me— it was horrendous, nothing matched— but anyways, instead of real tea she used water and put chocolate in it to make it look like tea. I gagged on it twice, but she had cookies which was cool and…”

to your mind, his voice trails off into nothingness. your eyes shut closed and all sounds tune out of your ears. it isn’t until ten minutes later when the story has ended that percy realizes you fell asleep. he frowns, knowing you missed his epic story, but regardless doesn’t help the growing smile at your sleeping self, peaceful and tucked away tightly into his skin.

with his free hand, he tucks the hair falling over your face behind your ear, kissing your forehead and then your nose in the process, then again your forehead for no reason in specific.

his voice, couldn’t been anything over a murmur, whispers a quiet ‘I love you’ before soon enough, the realm of sleep taking him along with you.

[starshipdecay]

Toon Zelda redesigns! I've never been fond of the Toon Zelda design, and these girls deserve some individuality. Design notes and rambles below the cut :D

(time to turn the proper grammar off i aint capitalizing all this. warning: i am verbose)

first up, tmc zelda!

shes the one most like toon zelda, since i felt like the vibes fit the *most* (though not a lot). also, with her place on the timeline, i could justify a lot of bits, like the wings and the cape

the cape! obvs it comes from the toon zelda base design, but also it involves skyloftian fashion! i take the timeline as a challenge, and i once saw a take somewhere that the skyloftians all wear their family crests (most often birds lol) on their person. zelda here (and link too) do just that, wearing their family crests on little caplets. on the back is, of course the royal crest

i went very cutesy princess for her. tmc has such a *whimsical* vibe that i feel is very. muted? by the fact its stuck with the toon style. so i wanted to put in that vibe here. also her sprites make it look like her skirt is super poofy, so how could i not?

curly hair: i wanted something interesting, and most zeldas have straight hair. so! adds to the cuteness

i didnt draw it so well but she (and link) both have very sleepy expressions. zelda especially just has a sleepy expression in her sprite, its quite adorable.

shes not as decked out as other princesses, cuz i see tmc taking place before the royal family really starts to get *royal* as we see it. shes still of course got a tiara and some embroidery tho.

Tetra! her base design isnt all that changed from the original. her name is a fun hc of mine tho. i think "von Hyrule" sounds better as a surname than just "hyrule". shes not zelda, but shes still a descendant.

(WW) princess z (as i call her)

I went more oot zelda vibes for her, since she would be closer, temporally, to oot. i also went very warm, since ive never seen the flood as a *warm* endeavor.

shes got the shoulder danglies, as most zeldas have shoulder armor of some kind. the danglies instead of actual armor are supposed to kind of evoke a royal sea captain kind of vibe.

shes ghostly, with a fish-eyed stare. shes been dead and gone for a long time. shes also a bit taller and a few years older than tetra (as of ww). shes just some spectre the king saw in tetra, not at all a close match

tetra, being smaller than princess z, doesnt fit into the clothes. the dress is too big for her (as is in canon gd that skirt is WAY too long for her), the coat is baggy. the role of a princess *literally* does not fit her.

the ribbons! theyre my replacement for the wings, and they represent the wind in the game! since its represented by white lines, the ribbons are a perfect symbolic match. (also, a note, tetras hair is shorter and coarser than princess z's)

i mostly bullshitted the blue panel but the vague idea i gave it was 'a hope for the triforce to give good fortunes to the people' (pictured as dots, mostly behind her arms)

Pirate Queen Tetra

ph! about a year has passed, and tetra has really grown into her own! as well as literally grown!

shes still tetra, pirate and captain, but shes incorporated that royal heritage into her identity: quite literally! she made piecemeal of the original outfit (what was left of it anyway after the fight), and added bits and pieces to her new life.

she also takes full advantage of said heritage to call herself pirate queen. its great for branding. whos gonna say she CANT go by pirate queen?

the seagull feather is from Aryll. only crew member tetra wears a trinket from (who can say no to that ball of sunshine! certainly not tetra)

not many notes. yall can see whats there. (also she still wears her hair in a bun, its just in a low bun (you can almost see it) when she wears her hat)

st zelda!

first note is: shes not a princess! shes an heiress of the company tetra had made and left behind. hence her title of Lady zelda. ("new hyrule" rly just like-- the ending of ww was *literally* that hyrule is dead and thats okay. how did they miss that :sob emoji:) also calling her Lady Zelda fits with the train vibes

shes in a 1880s style bustle dress because 1) i am OBSESSED with bustle dresses. i love them. so much. 2) the more historical vibe works really well with trains! also a lot of the other outfits in the game have late victorian vibes, so shes certainly not out of place.

her hat (and gloves): any proper lady has a hat on when going about town, however, when she gets body snatched, she pulled out her hatpin to use (ineffectively) as a weapon (she IS tetras great-great-granddaughter), causing her to lose her hat *and* hairdo.

shes still got the hatpin in her ghost form, too. she uses it to threaten people for funsies

Ribbons! on the topic of hairdo, her ribbons! visually tying her to tetras design, the ribbons here instead take on the image of train tracks, with her pin (on the left side) evoking a train engine. the pin also makes her look rich and girly. when her hair comes undone, this makes the ribbons all loose, like how the train tracks disappear in game. (the hat also kinda connects her to tetra)

thanks for reading :D i hope you liked reading this as much as i liked typing it

[imaginethathaikyuu]

pls spare streamer kenma rambles🙏🙏🙏

i have so many streamer kenma hcs......titles i think kenma would name his streams:

-"winning mario party by any means necessary" (hes a cheater)

-“super sonic racing (wholesome) (nice) (not clickbait)” (he rages)

-“speedrunning tetris” (and hes actually so good at it)

-“road to becoming a chess grandmaster. get in here” (??? girl ur elo is 1200 ...)

-“cooking stream?!?!?!?!???!!!! jk valorant”

-"teaching olympic athletes valorant" (fting hinata yaku and bokuto) (which then turns into his most viewed series of streams)

anyway heres a drabble thats been in the drafts for a year

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kenma who lost a bet and has to do a drunk stream, and in the middle of his giggle fits and sleepy yawns, calls you because you wont leave his mind.

“hi!”

he’s smiling at the sound of your voice. his response echoes yours, though a hiccup punctuates his word.

“what’re you doing?”

“streaming,” and he pouts, “you aren’t watching?”

“i was earlier! am i on speaker?”

he holds his phone up to the microphone so it picks up your voice. “you are now. did i wake you up?”

“no, i’ve just been watching a show.”

he hums, and his eyes are totally focused on his chat scrolling almost too fast to keep up with.

“why’d you call me?” you ask, and you’re giggling, and his chest feels tight at the sound.

“i don’t remember.” its a mumble that makes you laugh harder. “wait, wait,” and he’s laughing too, “no, wait.”

with a couple clicks on his screen, he mutes his microphone.

“what, kenma?”

“do you want to come over?”

“to be on your stream?”

“to take care of me.”

“ken -”

“i’m muted!”

you laugh. “oh, okay. good. you miss me?”

“yeah.” he’s smiling so big he has to turn away from the camera. “you could spend the night. we can get a big breakfast in the morning.”

“that sounds really fun.”

“yeah?”

“yeah,” you say. “and maybe we could sleep on the couch again?”

“are you asking to cuddle?”

“maybe. only if the answers yes.”

“we can do that in a bed, you know.”

“fine. hurry up and end your stream.”

[milf-murdock]

❄️winter things❄️

Idk if anybody even cares about these little rambles but I cannot get them out of my brain until I write them out so !! Here we are

One thing my partner and I keep arguing about is whether or not it’s officially time for The Winter Duvet™ we had it on for a couple of days but he insisted that it was blazing hot, so we swapped back to our regular duvet, but now I basically have to sleep snuggled up to him all night so I don’t get cold (not necessarily a problem😏 but ya girl moves around a lot in her sleep lmao)

Anyways I just can’t stop thinking about this giving suuuuch Simon vibes 🥹

Simon absolutely gives off hot-blooded energy. Home boy is basically a furnace. You can put your ice cold hands and feet on him at any time and get sweet, sweet, warm relief (and a hilarious jump out of him)

But he would absolutely fight you on pulling out heavy duvet

“S’not time for that, love,” he’d groan as you pulled the heavy item from the closet. “I’ll sweat to death for fucksake.”

Sure, he’d let you have your way for exactly one ☝🏻 night. Sure enough, come two am, he’d be kicking off the covers and laying there in his underwear, slicked with sweat.

Simon would grumble enough the next morning that you’d finally cave in, deciding it just wasn’t worth all the complaining, and you both swapped the duvets out before bed that night.

Simon had half a mind to chastise you for complaining about being chilly when you insisted on wearing nothing more than an old tshirt of his, but he enjoyed the view too much to make a peep. The last thing he wanted was you putting on more layers between him and your supple body.

But when he noticed you shivering a bit in the night—his late night insomnia keeping him up long after you’d drifted off—he was so quick to pull your body into his, an arm covering you protectively and leg wrapping around your hips. He made sure every available inch of his body was pressed up to yours, desperate to share his body heat. Even in your sleepy haze, you instinctively nuzzled back into him, a motion that warmed Simon from the inside out. He fell asleep with his face buried against the top of your head, the familiar scent of your hair products filling him with a sense of comfort. Just knowing you were safe in his arms brought a new level of peace to Simon.

Like hell he’d let you put that damn winter duvet on now. Not when he had the perfect excuse to be your own personal space heater.

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boyfriend drabbles (pt.6)

pairing: jungkook x oc

summary: the one where jungkook takes care of you when you’ve drunk too much alcohol

Word count: 800+

a/n: i rewrote this drabble again hehhee

series masterlist!

“Okay ___ that’s enough, I’m taking you home,” Your boyfriend is assertive with his words as he tugs you away from the bar, afraid you might order your tenth cocktail of the night.

“But, we are having fun!” A permanent pout is plastered on your face as Jungkook slowly tugs on your hand, guiding you away. You don’t struggle against his hold, instead you give in and bury your head into your boyfriend’s broad chest.

“Baby you’re already so drunk, come on, you will thank me tomorrow,” He whispers as he plants a kiss to your temple, wrapping his arms around you as he sways the both of you playfully.

You often had really bad hangovers everytime you and Jungkook would go to bars, you could never handle alcohol as well as your boyfriend could, but anyways that meant that there was always someone looking out for you when you were a little tipsy.

And Jungkook has had the same amount of drinks as you, yet he was as sober as before.

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On the drive home, it’s quiet because you knocked out in the passenger seat the moment Jungkook strapped your seatbelt on. He climbs into his side of the car and shuts the door gently to not startle you, gazing at your curled up figure, chest slowly rising up and down as your mouth parts open a little to breathe.

He admires his pretty girl, your cheeks slightly flushed pink from the alcohol, shoulders shuddering from the cold. Jungkook immediately removes his jacket and gently covers your body with it, making you shuffle a little but relax with a deep sigh.

When Jungkook pulls into the car park, he softly clicks on his seatbelt, before carefully opening his car door to get out and softly close it again. This time he opens your door, clicking your seatbelt and manoeuvring it around your body carefully.

“Sleepy girl,” He lets out a soft chuckle, hands soothing up and down your shoulders as he slowly attempts to wake you from your slumber.

You peek one eye open sleepily and Jungkook notices, “Come on baby, we’re home,” He reaches out a hand to pull you up but you whine, eyebrows furrowing as you turn to face the other way, too tired to walk all the way back to your apartment.

Jungkook sighs to himself, a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth as he watches you easily fall back into your slumber. He reaches his arm to support your back and the other to lift you from under your legs, easily carrying you out of the car as he uses his leg to shut the car door.

You reach your arms up to wrap them around his neck, shuffing in his hold as you bury your face in his chest, inhaling the faint scent of the cologne he had put on earlier today.

Jungkook carries you into the apartment, laying your sleeping body on the couch as he walks over to the bathroom to fill up the bath.

You slowly begin to regain your consciousness from your sleep as you sit up, rubbing your eyes sleepily. Jungkook walks out and spots you doing so, tutting and softly grabbing your hands to remove them from further tugging at the delicate skin of your eyelids.

“Don’t do that,” He scolds you ever-so-softly, pecking your closed eyes gently. “Come on, time to take a bath, you have to wash your hair,”

You let him bring you into the bathroom, helping you out of your clothes as you step into the warm water filled up in your bathtub.

“Who’s washing my hair?” Your voice is slurred as you ask, clearly heavily intoxicated.

“Me,” Jungkook laughs, finding your very drunk state amusing, “You need to drink a huge glass of water after this to sober up, okay baby?”

You suddenly turn around to face him, frowning, “Why are you calling me that,” you begin to whine, “I have a boyfriend,”

Jungkook raises his eyebrow at your sudden ramble, smiling at how hilariously cute you were being.

“Oh really? What does your boyfriend look like?” He plays along with you as he washed the soap out of your hair.

“He looks like you, but better,” You huff and Jungkook starts quietly laughing to himself, wishing he had recorded a voice memo of this moment.

Your boyfriend sweetly dries your hair and carries you to bed, of course after making you drink a glass of water, which you retaliate but he ends up convincing you anyways.

“Where are you going,” You begin to whine after Jungkook stands up from tucking you under the covers.

“Baby I have to shower too,” He swipes a hair away from your face, pecking your lips.

“I’ll put on a show for you okay? I’ll be quick then I’m all yours,” He brushes a stray strand of hair out of your face, reaching over to the bedside table to grab the TV remote, turning on the recent animated show you had binged on.

When Jungkook leaves for the bathroom you sulk quietly, already missing his presence. You try to distract yourself from the sleep beckoning upon you, but as much as you try to fight the urge to close your eyes, you end up falling asleep before your boyfriend can come back from the bathroom.

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Jungkook returns back into the room to find your sleeping figure once again, sighing whilst remembering you had yet to drink your glass of water. He’ll take care of your hangover for you anyways, he’ll do it anyday.