#awwh my heart :(

[giiyus]

etoiles to tubbo: you pretend you're weak, but you're not

a few minutes later

etoiles to tubbo: tubbo, you didn’t do anything wrong. you thought it was the better choice, so i don’t blame you

q!etoiles is a q!tubbo apologist!!

[guernseythecow]

I see you're trick-or-treating, joey! I got some chocolates for you as well.

-Lord (your dad) Hades

DAD!! :D

Thank you, dad!! You're the bestest ever!!

[keen-li]

"Come here baby girl"

Synopsis: just a little imagine of when you're so frustrated with work and someone hooted at you on your way home which lead to a whole crying session. Jungkook comforts as you rumble through tears.

Warnings: unedited, possible errors.

Jk x fem reader.

_

Jungkook had noticed it from the way you aggressively opened the door and how you rushed to carelessly take your shoes off.

He turned his head to watch you, keeping his questions to himself first just so that he could try and trace your mood. Then when he noticed it.

Your little sniffles and tear stained face.

He furrows his brows in confusion and sits up fully as your figure fully disappears into your shared bedroom.

His heart dropped and as he walked closer to the bedroom he could hear your muffled cries grow clearer.

"Baby what's wrong?"

You hear Jungkook speak hands kept to himself for the moment. He wants to hold you but first he needs to know if you'd even want him too.

Your cries grow louder when you feel him sit down next to you.

You didn't expect to take it that serious but again you didn't expect it to cause you to cry as well. You were coming home from your already tough day at work and some dude on the road almost rear-ended you and had the audacity to hoot at you and cuss you out.

You didn't want to take it seriously cause you've already had a bad day at work, but soon you couldn't control the river of tears that followed after. You were frustrated and anything at that point would've push you over the edge.

You continued to cry lightly as you drove and walked up to your apartment. Which added to the tears cause the elevator wasn't working.

Today was just not your day.

You knew jungkook would be home so you did try your best to keep your crying down. But you were soon to make it obvious and jungkook was soon to notice.

"Can I hold you? " He whispers, voice soft and delicate to suit your emotions. You and jungkook have Ben together for a good amout of time but he still likes to make sure that you don't mind him trying to hold you.

Once you nod, giving him the yes he needed. He places a hand on your lower back and caresses you.

"Want to tell me what happened?" You don't respond, but jungkook is patient enough. You did text him how tough work was, but he hadn't known the extent. As you continue to cry he gets a little kpre worried.

"Baby what happened?" He narrows his brows getting worried.

"It's not fair" you sniffle amd he listens."I was driving and this dude hooted at me and cussed me out like I did something" you lift your head from the pillow to sound more clear.

"I didn't want to cry but i had such a shitty day with my boss and Co workers so that guy really just ticked me off."

The tears roll down.

Jungkook pouts at your puffy face.

"Awwh, come here" He coos as he pulls you into his arms and you move into them willing and choosing to stuff yiur face in his hoodie covered chest. His warmth and comforting scent helping you to calm down. Jungkook rocks you in his arms and your sobs turn to whimpers.

He cuddles you like you're a little baby. His little baby. Legs folded into his lap, arms wrapped around his torso and head on his shoulder.

You stopped crying at this point, and now just relishing in this moment.

"Feeling better?" He looks down at you.

"Mhm"

"I love you okay? " He stokes your cheeks with his thumb, slightly lifting your chin up so that your eyes can meet.

"It's not your fault, okay? " He speaks against your lips still holding your chin up.

You nod.

He places a little peck on your lips gently and you melt at the touch of his lips with yours.

"You should take a bath to calm down and relax" he suggests and places one ore liss on your lip.

"Yeah, that sounds great. If you join" you give him a cheeky smile.

"I was planning on it."

-

Lol this was so plain🤣 but who cares, just wanted to push something out.

Got a 17k project for you guys coming up.🥴

[elstoy]

about that last pierced!ellie ask its finneee im sure anything you would have written would be amazing 💗💗 I think ur drabbles depict the perfect amount of detail in such a smooth way and r very easy to visualize, little stories that latch onto my mind n just cannot stop thinking abt them hours after the first read !! honestly ur kinda one of my role models when it comes down to some smutty vocabulary and writing drabbles in general ౨ৎ love you lots.

on that note i cant stop thinking abt the one sucking her strap drabble u did a few days ago like ughh she would get actually so lost and sex–drunken watching you suck her off. maybe even when the reader has the dom role 🙏🙏

i am????? u r literally one of the best if not THE best ellie writer on here oh my god i’m so flattered!! ur storytelling and smut are top notch like an actual novel wtf <3

to ur point though… giving subtop ellie strap head is making my mind so fuzzy.

teasing her relentlessly while crouching down to get on ur knees… perhaps being a tad mean and teasing with it as well since u know she likes it when ur a little evil. example a would be making fun of her sweet blush when you pull her plastic shaft out of her jeans. a sweet coo of “such a pretty dick, els” would definitely make her knees buck. and funny thing is she knows it’s not technically a part of her (infact you picked it out yourself) but when you talk about it like it is… arghhh her brain quite literally melts and her hole starts fluttering. with a murmur of “awwh, am i making you nervous? hm?”, she’d be so scared to let her guard, her “tough guy” act down, that she’d probably chuckle nervously and avert her gaze to the side, muttering a lowly “aha, no”. so you’d have to (quite literally) peel her guard down by peeling her jeans and her boxers off of her thighs, which would leave them hung loosely below her little rump. as soon as you purse your lips and have her cock kiss your bottom one, she’d be bucking her hips forward like a dog in heat. you’d coo gently, “betcha’ wanna see it down my throat” which makes her heart and clit thump like crazy. n she’d be quiet as fuck and keep her wordcount down to a zero except for those harsh shaky breaths and grunts. you’d slide her dick in your mouth and down your throat and pinch her thighs and asscheeks whenever she fails eye contact cause her lids keep on closing. she’d probably get off on the sounds of your gags and your teary eyes and cum while holding her breath and having a tight grip on ur scalp. ends up fucking the shit out of ur throat cuz it makes her strap base bump against her achy clit. i know i said she wouldn’t be talking cuz too shy but when she orgasms she definitely grunts “suck. it.” acting like she’s in charge or something :/.

the type to run to the gc and message “srry couldn’t respond just got head” and delete it immediately after.

i need to write a longer detailed drabble sigh.

[milliesfishes]

hiii congrats on hitting 300 followers!! i’m always rereading your girl dad blurb you did for billy, i was wondering if you could some more of it?? like the thought of him doting on his baby is soo cute to me😭

(thank you lovey!! <3) ౨ৎ꣑ৎbilly with your daughter౨ৎ꣑ৎ fem reader x billy the kid

Before laying eyes on his daughter for the first time, Billy didn't believe in love at first sight.

But when he saw the baby in your arms after the most tumultuous hours of both your life and his, he felt the stirrings in his heart. This was pure, undoubtable love. Pressing a kiss to your sweaty forehead and smoothing your hair back, he made a vow right then and there. He would always protect his girls.

Annie was the second love of his life, as sweet and good as any baby could be. She was always smiling, always wanting to be held and cuddled. Billy gave into her every time, unable to resist those little eyes, the ones that matched yours to a T.

He spent hours with her, bouncing her on his knee and making silly faces at her to try and coax that bubbly giggle out. She loved her daddy too, clapping her hands together and reaching for him every time he walked into the room.

Billy's favorite thing was to watch you with her, your hair falling over Annie's little body as you spoke or sang softly to her. Sometimes when he came home after a long day it'd be to that glorious sight, and he would just watch for a moment before making his presence known.

Today was one of those days- he was watching you, his sweetheart, lying in the garden on your back with Annie sitting next to you, a messy bunch of flowers closed in her chubby fist. You were smiling peacefully, hair spread out over the grass, dress ridden up to your knees as you traced a finger over your baby's arm. The soft glow of the sunshine made you both look like angels.

"There's my two favorite girls," he said as he walked over, kneeling at your side. He reached over and ruffled Annie's wispy hair. She babbled up at him, holding out the flowers to him. "F' me?" he gasped, taking the bunch from her. "Why thank ya, Miss Annie." She giggled up at him, reaching up her little arms and wanting to be held. He made a quiet rahhhh sound at her as he reached over you and swooped his baby up into his arms, flying her over to sit on his chest much to her delight.

You sat up, smiling and letting your hair fall to the side, the sunlight in the background making it glow. "She's been missing Daddy."

"Awwh, didja baby girl?" he kissed Annie's cheeks. "Mwah. Gotta spend time with Momma though. I'm mighty jealous."

"Annie, you wanna give Daddy a kiss?" you reached out and held her little hand, then gave Billy a knowing smile. "We learned kisses today."

"Didja now?" Billy sat up, bringing Annie with him. "Lemme see!"

"C'mon Annie, go mwah!" you blew a kiss at your baby.

"Mah!" Annie pressed a tiny hand to her mouth and flung it away.

"There ya go!" Billy laughed, affection bubbling in his chest. He kissed Annie's cheek with a smack! "That's right sweetheart, mwah." He grinned at you. "Teachin' her kisses...she's gonna be a heartbreaker."

"Just kisses," you insisted, sitting back on your hands. "All I did was teach her kisses."

"Ya did a mighty fine job of it," he replied, letting Annie grasp his finger and wave it around. "'m gonna have to start loadin' up on bullets. Sit on the porch with a shotgun." Billy bounced Annie on his lap, addressing her. "Cause you're gonna be as pretty as Momma, huh? Yeah, you're a pretty girl."

You laughed and laid back flat on the grass. Billy set Annie to the side, letting her watch a nearby butterfly before turning over and reaching for you. He wrapped his arms around your waist and buried his face in your hair, pressing several sweet kisses to your head. "Yeah, Momma's the best kisser."

He kissed you long and deep, and you pulled back, giving him a look. "Not in front of Annie. Don't wanna teach her that kind of kissing yet."

"Right." Billy took his hat off his head and plopped it on Annie's head. It covered her eyes and she giggled, waving her hands up. Turning back to you, he grinned, diving back down and capturing your lips in his. You laughed, letting him roll you onto his chest so you were right on top of him.

Kissing him softly, you let your hair fall around his face, and he grasped your hips, hands sliding to your bottom and squeezing lightly. You squealed lightly into his mouth, pulling back and raising an eyebrow. "Billy."

He gave you one last lingering kiss and sat up so you were straddling his lap. Turning to Annie, you saw she was still sitting with Billy's hat shielding her eyes. Billy giggled, plucking the hat back and scooping her back up to hold between you.

Annie reached up and pulled on Billy's handkerchief around his neck, putting the end in her mouth. He grinned, pulling it away. "Let's not be eatin' Daddy's things, sweetie."

You took Annie into your arms and she grabbed a fistful of your hair. Billy winced. "Woah there, little lady. Be gentle with Momma's hair."

Giving him a smile, you pried her little fist away. "She's just a baby."

"Well-" Billy gave you a fond smile. He wrapped his arms around the two of you, burying his face in your hair, humming lowly. "My girls."

It was a lovely scene- Billy kissed your hair and held you close, your sweet baby between you. Suddenly sentimental, he murmured, "I can't even begin to tell ya how grateful I am for you, sweetheart." He kissed your hair, holding his lips to your head. "You've given me a family, something I never thought I'd have."

You smiled softly, looking up at him. "Billy..."

"It's true, sweet," he muttered. "Never thought I'd have somethin' like this. Somethin' real." Billy caught your lips in a sweet kiss, stroking the head of the little girl between you. "You're the best thing that ever happened to me, darlin'. Best thing by a mile."

[anxietyspeaceful]

ugh i LOVE those chat scenarios u did with anxiety i think they were real cute. But my suggestion was y/n is on dream duty and anxiety wants to see them but doesn't want to get out of bed and doesnt want to wake everyone up. It was a good idea in my mind.

Bedtime madness. .

ANXIETY X READER

Fluff !!

AHAHAHA YESS I CAN SEE THAT HAPPENING! You seriously have such a creative brain sjfjskndjd

……………………………………………………………

hcs and a mini fic!!

Emotion—not specified!!

When it comes to sleeping..Anxiety really is not the best..

I mean theres quite literally a whole kids book on it.

She’s just too shaky and using her brain for the worst, especially when it comes to sleeping.

So when she’s struggling she’ll either turn to the Origami that Joy suggested or if that’s not working she’ll just stay up and stare at the ceiling from her bed, imagining all of the horrible things that could happen.

However, tonight her beloved Y/N was on dream duty. which was definitely something that could help her ease her stress.

But there was one thing stopping her…her overthinking

What if the floor boards creak too loud and everyone wakes up and absolutely hated her because they all needed that sleep to be ready for Riley in the morning

Or, what if she messes up by accidentally touching the console and then YOU hate her?!

ORR, WHAT IF SOMETHING EVEN WORSE HAPPENS..LIKE SHE TIPS OVER A VASE AND THE GLASS SHARDS FLY INTO SOMEONE

She was filled with horrible thoughts, freezing her into her bed

awwh but she really wanted to see you :(( she needed you now more than ever at the minute

So she came up with an idea in using that phone Ennui got her to message you, but one problem

It was on the other side of the room…..

Eventually she did mustere the courage to just quickly use her feet to get across the room to get her phone

but then she refused to move anywhere, again, afraid this time the floor would creak.

————

Eventually she did, and no one woke up! Surprise!! Surprise!!

She explained to you that she couldn’t sleep because she was overthinking once again, which you were understanding about..

So you told her to sit in the massage chair, but you moved it next to the console so she was closer to you

That made her feel much safer and secure

She watched the dreams with you, but she was mainly focusing on your reactions to it..the way your eyes glistened to the beautiful pictures Riley’s mind created really made her heart beat fast….

she eventually relaxed in the chair and dozed off into a deep sleep…

You put a blanked over her and gave her a kiss on her droopy cheek before getting back to your duty..

[perrywrites]

just a funny thought i had 😭 🙏🏾

[Y/N]: i just read this article about birthmarks and it says they’re marks of where your lover from another life kissed you a lot but neither of us have any so i guess we were both single in our past life lol

Shidou: You have them!

[Y/N]: Forreal? Huh, I never noticed-

Shidou: Yeah, you’ve got hellas, like, one on your ankle, your inner thigh, your right asscheek, under your chest and your back!

[Y/N]: .

Shidou: Your past lover must’ve been some kinda medieval perv lmao

“YEAH, you mean LIKE YOU?!” 

You were glaring at him, an angry pout on your flushed face - you’ve never felt as embarrassed in your entire life as you do right now. Sure, you guys are lovers, yes. Fuck each other? Very much so, eagerly, yes, indeed. 

But, to know he’s been looking hard enough to… catch all of those details… 

Your ears burn up harshly, like angry metal ready for melding. Never letting him have a go at you with doggy style ever again!

“Awwh, are you implying I was your lover even in a past life? How romantic, sweetheart, didn’t know you were that sentimental.” Utterly unfazed, his shit-eating grin remains untouchable and undefeatable. 

“You skunk ass jackass, what I’m saying is, the two of you are the same brand of mediaeval pervert,” you snap, before huffing and sighing deeply. Alright, maybe you’ll relent on this point. “... Or I guess you’re the same person,” you grumble, voice almost as low as a whisper, begrudging. 

You glance at him, hoping to catch some sort of interesting expression on his face - but all you notice is his shit-eating grin widening and a familiar teasing glint edging itself into his eyes. “Awwh, that’s cute and all darling, but if it had been me, I wouldn’t have been so picky.” Shoulders relaxed, hands in pocket, he strolls over to you, eyes turning further mischievous with each step. “If it were me, I would’ve had your whole body covered in moles, marks of my love for you covering every inch of your skin…” His voice lowers, the raspy hint of it making you shiver as he loosely fingers a lock of your hair. 

The blush on your face rages ever so vivaciously, for a different reason now, as your heart pounds like it was in the palm of his hands - because it is. Your heart is definitely in the palm of this volatile romantic, a man that at times turns you blasphemous, manages to convince you that you’re divine - your very own Rasputin. 

Shidou Ryusei will either be your salvation or your damnation, you decide. 

Maybe even both. 

“... I suppose in my next life I might as well just be a huge mole because of you,” you murmur, an attempt to conceal how flustered you feel as you cowardly avert your eyes. 

He laughs, loud and bright, his hand discarding the lock of your hair to cup your cheek - and you find yourself within his grasps as he looks down at you fondly, his eyes creased with a huge smile. “Well, either way it makes no difference to me. You have my claim on you now. Giant mole rat or not, I’ll find you and keep making you mine.” 

Your cheeks are a living fireplace at this point. “B-by the way, I meant the mole as in beauty mark, not the other mole…” Excuses excuses, distractions, why can’t you ever just be honest in the face of his flirting? It’s not like he even believes in past or future lives, he’s told you as much. You know he’s playing with you. 

“Giant mole rats are a funner interpretation, I like that better though, so I’ll stick with that,” he loosely asserts, before he pulls you in closer - hand still on your cheek. Clearly, he’s bored of this conversation now, because he’s not looking into your eyes anymore and just your lips. 

“What do you say I one-up your past lover right now, huh sweetcheeks?” He smiles against your lips, so close to kissing you… What a tease. “Well, you don’t need to answer, it’s a rhetorical question.” 

“No doggy-style this time,” you grumble against his lips, and he laughs right into your mouth. 

Rude, perverted bastard. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Cutie ma’amz you really had such a funny ask 😭😭😭 the laugh I sputtered out when I first read that. This was really fun to write lolol, thank you for the fun request! I hope you enjoy this mini narrative, it ended up being less comedic and spicier than it was in my head though DHFJHGSFJHSGDF

[thingsaday]

For the outfit thing: charged/uncharged yellow in F2 and E4 (whichever one you think fits each vibe)

Also, I want your closet 😮😍 those outfits are so cool 😎

Awwh thank you!! A rabbit of my heart, asking for the Yellows 🤭

[See the spread of outfits here!]

[icarustypicalfall]

Hi! I have a silly request but since we are both Rudy lovers (i am also radiant cod) can you please write a short little react on „I want uns to move in together“ especially Alejandro, Rudy, soap and ghost. Oc is female and ask that question 😭🥰

Hello fellow Rudy lover :3

Of course!! this is such a cute thing request awwh :')

DRABBLES!!

Cod Men's Response to reader asking them to move in together!!

Including: rudy, alejandro, ghost, soap Warnings: sfw, pure fluff, fem!reader Note: I can do a p2 with the rest of the characters if y'all are interested :D

«Moon, tell me if I could

Send up my heart to you?»

Rodolfo Rudy Parra

From the moment you met Rudy, you knew he was the right man. Not only because of his sweet demeanor, but also because of his charming personality and kind nature that made you fall hard for him. You and Rudy have been dating for almost a year and a half, and he has always treated you like a precious and delicate creature. No one has ever made you feel the way he does.

While you lived in the southern side of Las Almas with your family, Rudy resided in the bustling center of town. Getting to meet him was always a significant journey, especially with the increasing cartel crimes that made it unsafe to roam the city. However, the allure of spending nights in your lover's apartment was irresistible.

You were ready to take the next step in your relationship and couldn't wait to tell him. One late night, after spending the day together at his flat, making pizzas and dancing, you cuddled on the couch, sipping the Champurrado he had made. Rudy chuckled and gently wiped the chocolate mustache stain from your face before speaking lovingly.

"I haven't had this much fun in a while, mi amor," he murmured, brushing the strands of hair away from your face. "You seem distracted, amor. What's wrong?"

You sighed, placing your mug down, knowing it was the perfect moment to ask him. Adrenaline coursed through your veins as you gathered your courage.

"Promise me you won't get mad?" you said, looking into his eyes.

"You didn't like my abuelita's recipe?" he replied, giving you a disappointed look, causing you to laugh and shake your head.

"No, it's... I just miss you, Rudy. I feel like we're wasting time living apart. I wish we could... you know... live together. And it's..."

"You want to move in with me?" he interrupted, cupping your face and looking both serious and surprised.

You slowly nodded, furrowing your eyebrows, wondering if it was indeed a good idea. But Rudy's expression turned into a wide grin, as if to make sure you weren't joking. He pulled you into a warm embrace and showered kisses all over your face. Then, with a surge of excitement, he babbled in quick Spanish giving you a whole monologue, though you couldn't quite make out the words.

You assumed he was just thrilled, as he jumped up and rushed to grab his phone, yelling, "TE QUIERO TANTO MI AMOR!" before locking himself in the bathroom to happily inform Alejandro.

translation (i love you so much my love!)

ALEJANDRO VARGAS

After the betrayal of Phillip Graves and witnessing your lover wounded but still fighting with all his might, you were certain of two things. Alejandro Vargas was a loyal man through and through, and he was the man you wanted to be by your side until the end.

It was quite amusing how you had never considered moving in with him sooner, given that you both worked on the same frontlines, fighting against the same enemies, and spent countless nights together guarding your beloved country. The time had come to embark on a new chapter together, though you were unsure if he would agree. However, the thought of losing him that day shattered any trace of doubt or fear, leaving you with an overwhelming desire to hold him in your arms.

After a delightful dinner, you joined Alejandro on the rooftop of the base, a cherished ritual the two of you shared. Sitting in his arms, gazing at the stars, was the highlight of your day, especially since Alejandro was always busy with his duties. He motioned for you to come closer, opening his arms to welcome you as you rested your head on his thigh, relishing in the sensation of his fingers running through your hair. You inhaled his musky scent, your eyes fixed on the dark expanse above. Alejandro's smile brightened as he planted a tender kiss on your forehead, then whispered softly.

"My love, is everything alright? I haven't seen you this pensive in quite some time," he chuckled as you rolled your eyes, prompting you to share what was on your mind.

You sighed, sitting up and locking eyes with him. "I just...miss you," you confessed.

Furrowing his brow, Alejandro nodded, encouraging you to continue. "Miss me?" he queried.

"It's just...I wish we could spend more time together. I thought a part of me died when they took you away. I thought I would never see you again. That day made me realize how much I love you, Alejandro."

His gaze softened as he uttered a heartfelt, "I love you too," nodding for you to proceed.

"Would you like to move in together?" you blurted out, looking in his eyes with a hopeful yet anxious gaze.

The grin on his face widened, and he looked away briefly, his cheeks flushing with excitement. He bit his lip, unable to contain his joy.

"I was actually about to ask you the same thing, mi cielo..."

SIMON GHOST RILEY

You and Ghost were like two puzzle pieces that fit perfectly together, despite both being reserved and chilly individuals. Behind closed doors, you shared a love that no one expected to blossom. You connected on a deeper level, communicating your feelings without the need for words. It was as if you could understand each other's thoughts. Just like Simon, he wasn't fond of people, and neither were you.

Silence was your sanctuary, and you relished in the tranquil moments, indulging in activities during the early dawn or late night when the world was at its calmest. Spending the night at Simon's small flat in the city, the most peaceful corner of the bustling nation, felt like being in a place where you truly belonged.

He allowed himself to be vulnerable with you, gradually revealing more of his true self, shedding his mask on certain days, and even letting you take care of his hair and face.

Those special days spent together created cherished memories. Deep down, you yearned for more, wishing he could be the last person you saw before bed and the first person you woke up to. You hoped he felt the same way. Simon believed that actions spoke louder than words, and he made sure to keep you happy, occasionally letting slip a heartfelt "luv you."

Once again, you rose early to a cold day, with the usual morning fog lingering until the sun's rays pierced through.

It had become a habit to take Simon's dog for a walk before breakfast, as the nearby coffee shops opened up. Side by side, you walked in silence, inhaling the stillness and watching the droplets of water on the road. Simon placed a comforting hand on your shoulder, drawing you close for warmth as he calmly asked, "You alright?"

You sighed and nodded, your hands fumbling to warm them up. He clasped your palm, tucking it into his pocket, grumbling, "You should have told me straight away. There's no point in venting to Gaz." You looked at him in shock, feeling your cheeks flush. He had overheard your conversation with Gaz about how much you wanted to move in with Simon.

Ignoring your embarrassed state, Simon muttered, "Next time, tell me. I never said you weren't welcome there. Didn't know you had a parrot's brain.. that place is your home too." You gulped, staring at him in astonishment. "You, you don't mind?" His response was simple, he looked away and you swear you saw his eyes twinkle for a moment, "Never said I did."

JOHHNY SOAP MACTAVISH

The holidays were approaching, and you knew that you wouldn't see Johnny for at least two weeks. It broke your heart to be so close yet still apart. The Scottish man resided in a different city, causing the pain of distance to gnaw at you. No matter how many nights you spent together, one of you always had to leave in the morning, leaving the other to bathe in the sorrow of separation.

You longed to gather the courage to ask Johnny to move in together, but fear held you back. He was a composed man who loved you more than his beloved mohawk.

As everyone packed their belongings for the holidays, preparing to return to their flats, family homes, or partners, you entered Johnny's room and set your sports bag aside before sitting on his bed. A small laugh escaped your lips as Johnny scowled, procrastinating on packing until the last minute and now struggling to fit numerous shirts into his bag. You folded a shirt, assisting him in the task before smiling.

"So, Johnny, what are you going to do when you go back?" you asked. He grinned, carelessly tossing the clothes into the bag despite your protests. "Well, bonnie, I'm going to visit my family, and then I'll come to your place andbkidbap you and make you spend the rest of the holiday with me." You laughed and shook your head. "Can I tell you something, Johnny?" He furrowed his eyebrows, mumbling as he focused on his packing. "You'll come to my house. My mom has been dying to meet you. No excuses."

You chuckled and replied, "Well, I mean... I'd love to meet her, of course. But what I was actually talking about... do you think it's time for us to take the next step?"

The look on his face was priceless, and you had to playfully slap his arm to prevent him from blurting out something scandalous. "Not that way, you idiot. I meant... I think we should move in together. It feels like the perfect timing."

His grin widened, and he swept you off your feet, twirling you in the air. "I can't believe you said that, bonnie.. We..."

He didn't get to finish his sentence as he slipped on one of the shirts scattered on the floor, causing you to fall on your rear while he ended up trapped in his bag.

"Bonnie, help me!" he exclaimed. You chuckled and teasingly remarked, "I"I think I might just reconsider this step..."

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MASTERPOST

kindly like and rebelog, it motivates us to continue :)

[lovelykil]

─Headcanons─

kenny x reader older ver.

hc; horny reader dating Kenny

cw; nsfw :3

note; nothing like 2 horny fucks dating each other 😊.. this will cause chaos also literally this appeared in my head and I just had to write it. Kenny is literally me ⤵

Before you guys started dating you two regularly made sex jokes, laughing your asses off together as Kyle planned murder, side eyeing the fuck out of yall.

You guys were perfect, making obscure jokes with no shame and laughing afterwards together? Couple goals

Definitely you guys were a friends with benefits type shit before the dating happen. You guys didn't even talk about being fwb it just kinda happened

He'd always sneak up behind you and wrap his hands around your waist while you were talking to your friends, you found this so normal you paid no attention but definitely your lower region did.

More normal occurrences were sitting on his lap, because he forced you to with a charming smirk, really drove you crazy to be fair. You'd sometimes tease him, moving your hips on him for fun whenever you guys were out.

And oh my god he's always taken by surprise by this despite him practically ASKING FOR IT– his grip on your hip tightens, letting out a low grunt into your ear.

Yeah a heart beat down there was definitely present.

Oh wow how you were always HORNY around him

By the way you guys were at Kyle's house so when he saw you two together he IMMEDIATELY separated you two and scolded the shit out of you two.

"Stop RUBBING GENITALS IN MY HOUSE, you guys are always so fucking horny."

"No we're not"

"Then what were you two just doing?"

"...okay well to be fair NOTHING really but-"

"I swear to god."

There are no rubbing genitals at such a house as Kyles

Anyway after that day it was clear as day you guys had a thing or maybe a sex thing.. maybe it was both. Anywho things got heated nonetheless, things lead to another then all of a sudden you're being pinned down by him as he stared intently into your eyes, the lustful tension between him and you growing rapidly.

"Y/n I-"

"Just fuck me already Kenny, I've been waiting."

after that he spent no time doing your request 🤗

After you guys finally FUCKED getting that out of the way he asked to be your boyfriend.

Yes he asked for HIM to be YOUR boyfriend

You looked over at him under the sheets, almost shocked and buttnaked. He was staring at the ceiling but soon turned his head at you, panting still.

You obviously said yes cause whaat, that was a weirdly sweet moment LMAO

plus he fucked you really good, who can say no to good dick? ☺️.

Now you two were a couple.. the horniess was real.

You guys both touched starved, his hand always holding yours or around your waist while you held onto his arm or held his hand inside his hoodie pocket.

Either way you never let go of him and that's what he really loved and turned him on.

You guys like to whisper lewd things in each other's ear at random times 🤭 one time you whispered something so sexy you could practically see Kenny's face go red.

awwh he's so cute when he's flustered, hides his face and everything then tries to act tough again.

There's a game that you two play called 'whisper and fold' where at random times you whisper something in his ear or he whispers something in your ear and tries to make you fold/give up, whomever loses obviously is left a hot mess and at times has to go find a near bathroom/ empty space and fulfill the winners request 🤗

It's a tough battle sometimes, you yourself have a high tolerance rate but it could just be easily broken with the right words by your boyfriend.

Most of them are the lovely words "My good girl"

"Princess"

And "(my) pretty mama or 'girl'

He likes to abuse the fuck out of these 3 words it drives you insane kinda pisses you off how easily he found out too.

You were once again at Kyle's house, sitting next to each other on the couch watching Kyle and Stan play guitar hero.

They are such dorks.

You were watching them, silently rooting for Kyle when Kenny decided to play the game.

His hands sneaked around you, pulling you towards him slowly. You were soon against his warm chest feeling his breath on your neck. You shifted in his embrace, growing nervous but you still remained calm.

"Hey Y/nn."

"Hey Ken." You whispered with a smile, caressing his arms. He took a second before muttering something.

"can you feel it? I'm so horny for you baby." His low voice sent a shiver down your spine, feeling something poke you from behind. You lightly giggled to yourself from the butterflies roaming around in your stomach, licking your lips to continue the game he started.

"What, you want me to get on my knees right behind our friends back and stroke your cock for you?" You adjusted in your spot on him, placing yourself on him carefully.

A light whimper escaped from his mouth near your ear, you almost folded but caught yourself quickly before he noticed. You grinned to yourself when he hadn't replied for a few seconds, going in to claim your win.

"Oh? You alright Kenny? You haven't said anything.. it sounds like I wi–"

"oh fuck please princess, start moving your hips on me can.. you do that for me my pretty girl?" Kenny held onto your hips tightly. He whined into your ear, his slow panting right behind you immediately sent a shock wave of butterflies inside your stomach then fluttered downward to create an aching hot heartbeat on his clothed cock.

Your cheeks grew warm, along with the rest of your body from his sudden submissive state you couldn't say anything but feel yourself grow hot.

You heard a slight snicker and felt something wet on your neck, his hands ventured beneath your shirt.

that damn fucking asshole.

"What's wrong? Can't say anything mama? Mmh, sounds like I win." He kissed your neck softly, his hands traveling underneath your bra.

You mentally cursed to yourself, you couldn't muster up a word to stay in the game it was clear you had to acknowledge your defeat.

"Alright fine you win." in a quiet voice you admitted, pissed off a little.

Kenny kissed the side of your face, holding you tightly. "Don't worry I'll make sure it feels like you won."

"Hey it's a tie! We're getting better at this game dude, it's been so long."

"I'm glad I found it laying around in my closet, anyway Kenny, Y/n do you wanna play?" Kyle high-fived Stan before turning his head to see you and Kenny very close together, most importantly you on his lap.

That's when you knew you were about to get yelled at.

"Oh shi–"

"STOP RUBBING GENITALS IN MY HOUSE"

"We're NOTT."

You two are banned from Kyle's house for a week now. Sucks cause his mom makes the best food.

Alright now sexting is a thing.

Why wouldn't it be

It just comes soo naturally like one moment you're talking about how your parents need to get off your shit or whatever then all of a sudden mf is telling you how he wants to spread your legs out and devour your cunt while you are all giggly and kicking your feet sending shit like

SAME THING WITH HIM, he'll be telling you how Eric got beaten by Wendy for the 30th time and how funny it was or something about him finding a dead raccon in the bathroom urinal then all of a sudden you're saying how you want his dick inside your mouth, letting him let out his semen in your warmth to make him feel good.

On his end he's smiley, giggling like a WHORE, with butterflies in his stomach sending shit like

Ending with a "really? :3"

😭😭.

I can't make this up I see so it vividly, this is real (I am Kenny McCormick)

You two are probably the best horny couple in south park,, what a couple !!😟🤗

[vmpssd]

more bill brainrot since you're okay with it :) (i think so anyway)

now, I don't really know what scenario to place this in- maybe he's starting to warm up more (physically, emotionally??) or maybe he's helping around your home, I don't know man, D:

he's been really helpful recently, helping with the laundry scattered in the living room, helping to dust some cobwebs in more shaded areas, and other areas of housework.

you couldn't be more thankful for him being so good, lately. it just made your heart warm from seeing him being such a positive influence within you.

you hum whilst drying some dishes, drying them down with a towel while bill takes the dried plates and puts them away, finishing up with your cleaning and with bill putting the last plate away, you smile at him.

"thank you again billy, you've been such a good help, taking such a load off my back."

bill coughs. his yellow color turning red just underneath his eye like blush. his eye averts you, trying to brush it off.

"i'm so good aren't i? the best. you couldn't even think of someone better!"

"mhm, always the best, sweetheart. so good for mommy."

there's something about the way a shiver creeps all the way across bill's body that feels so unreal, even for him. there's a slight, glitched gasp that emits from him at the word 'mommy' that he doesn't seem to register the effect it also has on his body.

bill feels himself heating up considerably fast, a low whine floating through his (non-existent??) mouth. it's not long before you feel him attach himself closer to you, whispering (almost in embarassment) for you to keep talking, just, keep talking.

so you do. "awwh, mommy made you all flustered, billy? so cute. maybe there's a way to make you even more red than you are now."

bill won't admit this (atleast not in this very moment) but he can't deny the pleasure that soars through him that causes his legs to twitch and shake.

he's breathing really heavy now, his eye half-lidded and solely focused on you. watching the way you smile, how your lips curve, that sensual look in your eyes, the way how your body is positioned, just looking down at him like that. (he's in love with it, infatuated, even.)

so when you bend down, pick up his slightly trembling form, and start planting kisses all over him, smearing your lipstick across his body, he can't bring himself to formulate words. let alone a sentence.

he feels the way your lipstick-stained lips glide across his body, the whispers and promises you tell him, the swipe of your tongue and drag of your teeth over his more sensitive zones. oh-ho-ho, he's done for.

"what do you think, billy? should we go back to our room and finish this there? mommy has so much planned with you.."

bill has never made a deal so fast in his life.

(...AAAAAAAA IM SO SORRY IF THIS IS BAD OR SOMETHING, I DIDNT REALLY KNOW WHERE I WAS GOING WITH THIS BUT I HOPE ITS OKAY TO READ IT!! LOVE YOUUU FOR LETTING ME RANT, LEMME KNOW IF ITS ANNOYING, THANK YOU!!)

NO ANON DW DON'T STOP TALKING AND YES IM OKAY WITH IT, I WOULD BE HAPPY TO HEAR YOUR IDEAS BECAUSE IM OBSESSED WITH IT TOO

YOU JUST GAVE ME A WHOLE FIC AND NOW I AM LOVING YOUR MIND. HIM HELPING US WITH HOUSE CHORES AND HOW IN CHARACTER THIS IS?

'aren't i the best' PROCEEDS TO BE A MESS WHEN WE CALL HIM SWEETHEART AND THANK HIM FOR EVERYTHING

I WOULD PUT ON LIPSTICK JUST TO KISS HIM UGGHHHH to see it on his body no matter the shape or if he's even human, im soooo down bad for him that i would do the triangle without hesitation

looking down at him, chuckling to myself to his whines and how each 'mommy' coming out of my lips gets cipher more worked up 😞😞 manifesting this

THE DRAG OF TEETH OHHHH YOURE COOKING ANON I DO HAVE SO MUCH TO DO TO HIM, NOT WRONG IN THAT

NOT BAD ANON YOUR WRITING IS MMHH GOOD, I ATE THIS ALL UP LIKE THE MOST DELICIOUS MEAL I HAD IN WEEKS BCZ NOT MANY PEOPLE TALK ABOUT THIS, I MYSELF NEVER SAW IT

not annoying also anon! you're welcome to come and rant in my asks whenever you want to!

[felinecryptid]

A Phone Call Away

this is just goldenpunk fluff idk what else to tell you, there's no plot to this

“Hi,” Pav whispered, as soon as the call connected.

“‘ello,” Hobie hummed. “Wha’ are ya’ upto?”

“Nothing, I’m just out getting some groceries. Auntie sent me out and told me not to come back, until I find the brand of tea she likes,”  Pav smiled and Hobie could feel the sun shining on his face. Then he frowned. “Are you still in bed?” 

Hobie laughed. ”I was readin’ a book,” He said, holding up 1984.

“Gadhe. Tell me you've eaten something, at least,” Pav shook his head, putting a bag of potatoes in his cart.

“Ate some leftover chips, luv’, don’t worry about it.”

“I am going to worry, it’s like 2 in the afternoon at yours, and you’re still in bed. I’m not even there to cook you something.” Pav whined. Hobie felt something warm curl up in his chest.

“Awwh, babe, you love me?”

“Of course, janemann, I love you so much.”  Pav held up a pack of tiny biscuits Hobie recognised to be ‘little hearts’. “I would literally kill to kiss you right now.”

“I’d die to kiss ya’.”

“Yeah.” Pavi stared at something off camera, doing some calculations with his unoccupied hand. “Hey, do you think I should get the family pack for 150 rupees or buy two 4-packs of maggi at 160?” He turned to the camera, showing a yellow pack of noodles to Hobie.

“I don't even know the difference,” said Hobie, finally getting up from his bed, looking for the copper water bottle Pav had bought for him.

Pav hummed, “I’m getting the two 4 packs,” He dumped the said items into his cart. “Should I get schezwan chutney for you?”

“The red spicy one? Oh fuck yea’ ov' course,” He said, watching the shirt ride up Pav’s shirt as he reached for the sauce on the top shelf. “It too high for you, shona?” Hobie asked, seeing the predictable blush rise up Pav's face at the hindi pet name. He loved it when Hobie tried and butchered hindi.

“Jaanu, you know I'm in public. I can't respond like I want to, that's so unfair.”

“I know, mere subah ki kiran,” He said, voice raspy, words feeling unusually rounded yet familiar.

“Hobie!”

Hobie laughed. He could see the deep, almost-maroon blush high on Pav’s cheeks. 

“Have you been learning from Gayatri again?” Pav asked, voice accusatory, and a sparkle in his eyes.

“I'm not gunna conform o' deny tha',” Hobie finally found the bottle under the bed, and drained it.

“I love you so much, you ass.”

“I love ya too. Wha' time is it at yours now?”

“Around eight pm, why do you ask?”

“I thought we’d eat together, you could have dinner early and I'd’ve a late brekkie.”

“It’s a late lunch at this point,” Pav scolded. “But yes, I'd like that. What are we eating?

“Mac n' cheese?”

“You know that auntie would kill me if i told her that's my dinner.”

“Jus' tell her it's a snack.”

“You are the snack,” Pavi giggled, highly weird behaviour when in public, but Hobie liked the thought of them being disgustingly cute for everyone to see. Everyone to see their love. Everyone to see how important Pav is to him.

Another part begged him to hide Pav away bc what if his enemies hurt Pav to get at him?

Hobie shook his head, because what enemies did he have? He was a tattoo artist and Pav was a physics academic. It's not like they were fighting supervillains everyday.

Pav thought the head shaking was for his comment because he doubled down. “No you definitely are.” 

“Does tha' mean you wanna eat me instead ov' the mac n’ cheese?”

“No- I mean- Yes, but what the fuck Hobie, I’m literally at the supermarket, and yes I have earphones in, but-” Someone knocks into Pav.

Hobie recognised the glint of her earrings a moment before he heard her voice. “Oh my god, Pav! You didn't tell me you were back in India?”

“Gayatri! I'm sorry, I came back like 3 days ago, and I've been too busy with packing Maya auntie’s things, I literally forget to sleep,” Pav laughed.

“Sounds like an excuse, Pavitr Prabhakar, you little bitch. If you had let me know, I'd have helped you.”

“That's exactly why I didn't tell you, aren't you working on that new movie? With Ranveer Singh in it?”

“So what, I could make time? And what kind of friend would I be if I didn't help Maya auntie and you to pack her things- Where's she going by the way?”

“Oh, uh- she's moving to the UK, in with us.”

“Oh, she's leaving?”

“Yeah, Hobie and I thought it'd be better if she lived with us and UK has better resources aur sach bolun to unko mujhe apne paas hi rakhna hai.”

“Yeah that's good, I'm going to miss her, I'll miss you both,” Gayatri's voice seemed sad. “But now I've got an excuse to barge into your house.”

“Wasn't I reason enough?”

“You? yes. Hobie? yes. Dono saath mein? Nope, thank you I'm pretty sure I’d have to bleach my eyes.”

“Thats-”

“Shut it. Speaking of hobie, show me the ring?”

Hobie watched as Pav swapped hands, bringing up his left ring finger into view, a familiar ring shining under the harsh grocery store lights.

Gayatri muffled a squeal. Pav’s grin was so wide that Hobie thought it was bleeding off him to Gayatri and him because Hobie found himself smiling into the cabinets as he took out a box of pasta.

“Ohh! kitna pyaara hai! is that real moonstone?”

“Yeah, it's covered with a thin layer of artificial diamond, it's custom made.”

“I'm so jealous. if my next partner doesn't put in at least this amount of effort, i'm breaking up,” Gayatri shoved Pav gently.

“Hobie would love to hear that. Hey, Hobie, did you hear that?” Pav turned to Hobie gleefully, Gayatri butting into the frame with a delighted look.

“Hi Angrez, wasn't stealing Pav’s heart enough? You had to take Maya auntie too?”

“Oh you can’t hear him, take my other earbud.”

Gayatri takes it, sticking out a tongue at both of them.

“Hello guruji,  you are the one 'elpin' me charm them,” Hobie saluted her with the spoon he was using to scoop out salt.

“Oh my god you are so impossible, what's the status on the Kohinoor?”

“Still on the king's head, regrettably.”

“You promised to get it back if I let you have Pav-”

“Hey, am I a tradable commodity now?”

“-at this rate you have to return the entire British museum, including interest.”

“I'd gladly do tha' on its own.”

“I’m going to accompany Pav to yours to make sure you do just that. Okay, guys, you can get back to your mushiness. I need to get going.” Gayatri waved at him and handed Pav his earbud, disappearing out of frame.

Pav looked at him with a giddy smile “I saw you put pasta in water, what do you want to bet I can check this out and get a take out box in ten minutes?”

“Not one euro or a rupee, I know ya can, including Maya auntie’s favourite tea.”

“I already found it,” Pav held up a box and Hobie couldn't resist blowing a kiss.

“You're on then,” He said, holding up a bag of shredded mozzarella. “Let’s see who gets mac n’ cheese done first.”

___

Translation:

gadhe - you ass (but this is the animal ass)

janemann - love of my life (not exactly but close enough)

maggi - verrrryyy popular desi masala ramen noodles

copper infusion water is considered healthy hence the copper bottle

schezwan chutney - a chilli garlic paste its delicious idk the recipe

shona - gold/love

jaanu - my life

mere subah ki kiran - my morning sunshine

Ranveer Singh - famous actor

aur sach bolun to unko mujhe apne paas he rakhna hai - and to be honest, i want her to stay close to me

dono saath me - both of you together

kitna pyaara hai - its so cute

angrez - foreigner (of the english kind)

guruji - extremely respectful word for teacher (when i say extremely respectful i mean it)

kohinoor - famous diamond stolen from india during British Raj

A/N:

this took me forever to edit

i tried a different process of writing which was quicker to finish but took so long to edit iwndiedksndid but ill do this again bc i like this way much better

this fic was inspired by my parents shout out to them for doing long distance straight after marriage with a 1 year old (me) i could never

comment if ya want more bc they keep me alive

[simplyxsinned]

HEY HI HELLO HOW ARE YOU??

i hope ur having a good day/night!!

i wanted to request somerhing w/ kaeya diluc and tartaglia(if thats fine by u ofc!) them comforting u after crying the whole day or hours or something like that its my first time requesting so im EXTREMELY nervous AND ENGLISH ISNT MY MAIN LANGUAGE i hope that u can understand what im trying to say😰

SEE YOUU AND LOVE YOU BYEE!!!

-anon

𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐒

✦ a/n; awwh darling there’s no need to be nervous when requesting <33

✦ genre; hurt/comfort

✦ characters; kaeya, diluc, tartaglia x gn!reader

✧ KAEYA wouldn’t hesitate to bring your quivering self into his arms, cooing and comforting you, he knows everyone has bad days or just days you just want to breakdown and cry. You didn’t dare say anything or look up at his face, cause you knew that he’d be concerned, you hated making him worried about you..so you bury your head in his shoulder, hoping to hide your face from his gaze.

“it’s fine, darling….just breathe, there you go..” he leans in to your head to give it a kiss, he loves you, he really does. It saddens him to see you like this, if you’re concerned about him finding it annoying to find you often crying, don’t be, he’s here to make sure you’re okay. He'll still love you no matter how you look or how you feel, as long as it's you...

✧ DILUC hates seeing your eyes all puffy and red…he can’t even directly look you in the eyes now. In truth, it makes his heart break into tiny pieces. He doesn’t really know what to do other than bringing you a cup of water and trying to get you to close your eyes and take a rest.

“My love please.. for me at least?” His voice cracks a bit at the end, his hands on your shoulders, softly wiping the dried streaks of tears on your cheeks with a regretful expression on his face, he pushes you down on the bed then lays beside you, tugging you close and kissing your head. He softly pats your head and tangles his finger in your hair, after hearing your calm breathing, he finally lets himself to relax.

✧ CHILDE went out early this morning for his fatui work, leaving you all alone in this empty house. You couldn’t help but feel lonely, it’s too quiet, without a choice you only can hear your own thoughts or either talk to yourself in your mind. Usually it goes like “Should I make omelettes for breakfast?” to “What if he gets hurt while in duty?” Of course, at last your mind wanders to your dearest husband, how could you not worry about him?

Ah yes and here you are, sitting in the corner of your shared bedroom, legs bent and pulled close to your chest. Everyday it's a cycle, he leaves, you're alone and then you feel sad, you cant help but pity yourself. Lost in your own depressing thoughts, you did not notice the figure hovering over you. "What happened..." his voice was small, almost like a whisper. He grabbed your chin, letting him see your face, you didn't see his hands trembling. Be prepared for him to take a looonggg break from work after you tell him your concerns, he's going to pamper you >:)

-> masterlist

Thanks for reading <33

[flansy-fictions]

80s flansy x masc reader,,,,smooching in the shared apartment and nearly gettin caught....gheheheh

★ - Near Misses

John Flansburgh x masc reader!

CW: Suggestive dialogue

** OH MY GOD THE EXECUTIVE DYSFUNCTION NEARLY KILLED MEEEEEE

The Johns were going to a gig later in the evening, and you were at their shared apartment, seeing them before they left. It had been a while since you'd last seen Flans, so it was mainly to see him. Linnell wasn't exactly bothered by the two of you being together, he just wanted nothing to do with it. You were sitting beside Flans on the sofa, chatting and catching up with each other until Linnell came into the room. “I'm going to the store,” He announced as he put on his coat. “Is there anything specific you want?” Flans then turned to you to see if you had an answer - you politely declined. “Just get whatever.” Added Flansburgh.

“Okay, I won't be long, and I don't want to come back to you two all up on each other.”

“Pardon?” Exclaimed Flans before Linnell left, closing the door behind him.

Flans sighed. “That's enough of him now.” He joked. You laughed briefly.

“How long will it take you to get to this gig then?” You asked.

“Just under two hours… and it's a shame I can't spend that time with you.” He spoke with a small smirk on his face and you laughed again, a little more colour fading into your cheeks. Flans shuffled closer to you and put an arm around you. “You had your haircut or something?”

“Yeah, why?”

“It's cute.. still enough for me to mess with~” He said as his hand slid into your hair. It stayed there for a while, his fingers gently flowing through the strands before sliding down to your jawline. He wanted to grab it a little more firmly, but he was quick to pull back.

“Sorry,” John apologised putting his hands together. “I shouldn't get so carried away, we haven't got time for that.. but that doesn't mean I can't appreciate the man in front of me in other ways.”

“What ways?” You asked, tilting your head.

“Well, I dunno..” He put his hand back on your cheek and kissed your other. “Like that maybe?”

“Awwh..” You sounded in response before returning his kiss. Flans clearly liked that.

“What a man you are, I've missed you so much..” He sighed reaching for your hand. He held it in his and lovingly looked into your eyes, his thumb circling your palm. “I'd do so much more if we had more time.. but I'll do as much as I can with the time we have.” Flans added before taking off his glasses. You watched his hand set the glasses on the coffee table, before Flansburgh asked you to come closer. When you moved, he held the back of your head and closed the space between you both. Your lips met in a brief, yet warm and gentle kiss.

Flansburgh was about to speak again, but you leaned forward as if you wanted another kiss. “You want more?” Asked Flans with a smirk.

“What were you about to say?” You asked him instead.

“Forget that.” Then he pulled you back in and held you in place by keeping his hand on your cheek. This kiss was longer, deeper.. more intense.

He didn't let go for a second, and his spare hand tightly and protectively gripped yours. He briefly opened his eyes and looked down at your legs, noticing they were significantly further apart than before. He smiled. Finally, you detached from him, needing to breathe. You fanned yourself by tugging on the top of your shirt, and your breathing was heavy and uneven. “I've missed doing that.” Flans told you with a grin spread along his face.

“So have I..” You answered.

“I can't get enough of that sometimes,” He took your hand again. “I could spend all day just-”

Then the front door opened, cutting him off.

“Hey c'mon! We've got to go!” Exclaimed Linnell, sounding slightly frustrated. Flans jolted up and put his glasses back on, along with his coat, and picked up his guitar case. Your heart pounded in your chest and you stood up too, trying to look like you were doing something. Flans asked you to carry his amp for him, and you picked it up and carried it down the hall.

On the way down the stairs of the apartment block, Linnell was angrily mumbling to himself. But you weren't paying much attention to that, neither was Flansburgh. He was looking back at you, wishing he could just take you back and keep you to himself for hours on end.

[suguru-getos]

Solace | Keigo Takami x Reader | Comfort |

There are days when your sensory overload and general overstimulation with the cruel surroundings makes you want to dig a hole and bury yourself in it. Keigo knows it exactly when it happens though, he’s aware of every detail of yours in the back of his head.

“My girl’s not feeling her best today, huh?” You hear his melodious voice crawl up to your ear, inticing a soft smile from you as you shake your head no.

“Awwh, too bad.” Keigo sighs, cooing softly as if he’s making conversation with a toddler. “Too fuckin’ bad and we need to change that, mkay?” He nudges himself against you, holding the nape of your neck ever so gently and leaning your head against his chest. “I love you, listen to my heartbeat and close your eyes.”

You do it reflexively, the moment your mate’s muscular arms enwrap your body with love. You could feel the blankness of the world you so desperately seeked.

“You are the most adorable, sweetest little girl. I hope you know that.” Keigo mumbles gently, his wings cocooning you just right as you lay in his embrace, humming in affirmation.

“I love you, little baby.” Keigo kisses the crown of your head.

You hum in affirmation. Happy to be included in the heart of Takami Keigo. <3

[sickiesope]

Hey:) Could I request sick Yoongi with caretaker either Jin or Namjoon? Thanks already!

Had a busy summer but catching up on my writing! Thank you for requesting anon I hope you're still around! 💜

Sick and tired

Sickie: Yoongi

Caretaker: Seokjin

TW: emeto

Yoongi was hoping for a productive weekend. He got a lot done on Friday and planned on doing the same for Saturday. But his plans are abruptly thrown off by a random illness. Yoongi gets home feeling tired and nauseous. He doesn't even want to look at his laptop.

"Ugh, I'm only halfway done. This stupid headache is slowing me down." He huffs.

"When did you get this fever?" Jin feels Yoongi's forehead. "You really shouldn't be working tomorrow."

"I mean, I'll probably just sleep it off" Yoongi claims. But his mouth is filling with saliva, that's his stomach warning him he's about to be sick.

"What? Sleep it off?? Yoon, are you--"

Yoongi gags and rushes to the bathroom. He barely makes it to the toilet and a spout of vomit shoots out, mostly in the bowl but a little got on the floor. "Ah, shit.."  Yoongi scrunches his face as his stomach twists and forces up his dinner.

Jin looks pitifully at Yoongi hunched over the toilet. The retching and despairing moans in between make his heart sink.

"It's okay Yoon, let it out.." the oldest rubs his back.

Yoongi sputters a few times and sighs heavily. His back hurts and Seokjin helps him up. The older wipes the floor and flushes the toilet. "Do you think you're done, baby?"

Yoongi looks at his sickly complexion in the mirror. He holds his middle and puffs his cheeks. Truth be told, he knows he's going to be sick again.

"Mm..not sure hyun--" Yoongi suddenly gags and throws up a waterfall in the sink. "Oh no--" he vomits with another thick wave rushing out of him. He's caught off guard by how fast his stomach flipped. Jin is just as surprised. The sink's now a pool of brown murky liquid with little pieces settling at the drain. It's not a pretty sight.

"S-sorry hyung, I didn't mean to--" Yoongi's stomach cuts him off with another heave. He retches and brings up another layer of slop, coated with a sour taste. His stomach contracts harshly as it forces it all out.

"Awwh don't worry about it Yoongichi" Jin assures. "That sounded pretty rough, does your tummy hurt?"

Yoongi nods with a pitiful epxression. "Mm..yeah.." he groans, holding his stomach.

"Let's get you to bed" Seokjin murmurs. Yoongi is exhausted and desperately wants to sleep.

"Here, this should help a bit." Seokjin gives Yoongi the hot pack to help his tummy pain but the weight of it on his stomach is too much.

"Ahh" Yoongi winces, hastily taking it off and grabbing the bin as his stomach tenses up and he pukes again.

"Oh no, I'm sorry Yoongi!" Jin frets.

"It's okay hyung" Yoongi murmurs, laying back down. "You're right, I can't work tomorrow like this. I'm so tired.."

Seokjin changes the garbage bin and brings Yoongi water and medicine to help ease his stomach. "There you go Yoonie, try and get some sleep. I bet you want me out of your hair now"

"No hyung, please stay with me" Yoongi whispers, gently pulling his arm.

Seokjin smiles warmly. "Sure thing" the oldest climbs into bed with him.

Yoongi is usually so introverted but right now he wants all the comfort there is. He's so thankful for Seokjin taking care of him and he would do the same. Yoongi yawns, the nausea's fallen enough that he can relax. His stomach is tired and finally calming down inside. Yoongi falls asleep with Jin loosely holding him. He hasn't slept this comfy in forever. He could spend the rest of the weekend in bed.