#bc I was very sleepy while watching it and feel asleep and missed half of it

[prisonpodcast]

IRL DTEAM STREAMS SOON ONLY THING IN THE WORLD THAT MATTERS

[whosjunglejim4322]

warnings: sleepy sex, switch Jongin, cockwarming sorta? you fall asleep after he nuts in you, theoretically u r on the pill bc I am nasty, (soft?) choking, riding

It's just ten minutes past two a.m when Jongin rolls over with a guttural, sleepy groan, arm snaking its way around your body that's hidden underneath the covers, warm cheek pressing against your shoulder blade.

You're just about to drift off, too, having stayed awake for most of the night due to your boyfriends restless tossing and turning. He's not one to wake up like this, usually down for the count due to the exhaustion that throbs in his bones after a day of constant moving.

But the way he burrows himself further against your figure, supple hands and nimble fingers ever so slightly caressing any bare skin they can reach without being too obvious; your body wakes you up without a choice.

You remain in the same position, however, legs shuffling as to let him know you're not asleep just incase he happens to be clingy in a state of half conciousness. You're still not sure wether or not you're the one being suggestive.

But, this is Jongin, your boyfriend whom you know the insides and outs of at this point in your relationship. His voice is as seraphic as his features, jubilent smile and the crinkles by his warm eyes displaying the likes of someone who is more or less, innocent in nature.

But you know better than anyone just how carnal he can be, how he touches you when the two of you are alone. He allows glimpses of himself to be seen like this whenever he performs, passion running through his veins like hot liquor, eyes lowly lidded. It'll always leave you breathless, awed.

Just the thought has your belly swarming with recurring butterflies. 

But it's another thing completely when it's just you and him, a specific type of unequivocal touch that can only be described as innately Jongin, and it's this knowledge that leads you to believe your boyfriend isn't just craving closeness in a half cognitive state.

His intentions become clear when his ring finger traces the crease of your thigh, teetering against the seam of your underwear as he ascends to your navel. You try not to quiver, and he hums inconspicuously when you roll over, stretching your limbs.

"Why are you up bub?"

He paws at your hip and your thigh brushes the half hard erection that is growing in his shorts. You're too sleepy to be surprised, however you wonder if he can see the glint in your eyes as he lets out a soft, almost inaudible groan from the contact.

You reach out and move some of his tousled hair from in front of his forehead, the tips of your noses touching, his puffy lips brushing past yours while he speaks.

"Was dreaming...had a good dream," you wonder for a moment if he's really awake, with how groggy his low voice sounds. "Can't sleep now."

He's shameless as he pulls your middle flush against him, the heat of his chest warming your forearms as you drop your hand somewhere close to his shoulder, tracing circles along the valley of his collarbones.

"Hmm, you're usually not so eager when you're tired." You feel the corner of his mouth twitch as he halfway smirks, wide palm rubbing your lower back and the top of your thigh as his hips become bolder with their proximity.

"But I miss you, miss being with you," his mouth is plush and sincere as he kisses you, the scent of his skin and the studiness of his body against yours leaving your willpower weak. "M'so busy, dream about making you feel good."

Your fingers gently grasp the ridge of his jaw as his tongue casually slips into your mouth, exploring while you sling your leg over his middle and your centers meet. A shared chorus of satisfied moans slip past your kisses, the comforter that's atop of you both suddenly too hot to be underneath.

"My sweet boy, you deserve so much." You practically purrs against his lips, his cock now solid against the crotch of your panties from your words. You can tell he's properly worked up now, rubbing himself against you.

"Can we...? Please..."

He's unintentionally breathless, senses overwhelmed in the dark and aching to feel more more more. You're so soft in his arms, you're his, and the domesticity of it makes his belly hot with desire.

You nip his plump bottom lip lightly, enough to have him cupping your ass and pushing your hips as close to his as possible in your current position. You do him one better and crawl on top of him all together, his mouth nor his hands straying from yours; refusing, in fact.

Your knees are secure on either side of his warm, taut middle, your hands exploring his broad chest while his fingertips gently grasp the back of your neck.

The kiss is sloppy and becomes lewd very quickly with the way Jongin insists on bucking up against you, years of dancing evident with how smoothly he seems to roll his hips against your cloth covered slit.

Your mouths move together haphazardly, no real rythym now as your inhibitions dissipate between the movement of your tongues. You can tell he's still tired, horny but tired.

You reluctantly pull away from his fever inducing mouth, trying not to become so easily overwhelmed. It's hard when he looks up at you like that, like you're the whole world and more while your fingers slip underneath the waistband of his shorts and pull them down his thighs.

He twitches when you crawl back onto him, the shaft of his smooth dick snug against your center while your mouth leaves a wet trail of open mouthed kisses from his chest to his throat, his skin sweltering.

He whines, and you short circuit at the sound, no matter how familiar it is to your ears. You slip your hand between your bodies to grasp his solid length and slip your panties to the side, grasping onto his broad shoulder for leverage while you sink down onto him.

The stretch is a bit more staggering than you're used to, and it's only now that you're realizing it genuinley has been a while since you and Jongin last got to be this close. He’s always working, as are you and being intimate has somehow slipped through your fingers these past two weeks.

It makes it all the more gratifying, and you can tell he feels just as thrilled, his lips parted and eyebrows furrowed together as a string of expletives leave his mouth.

"You're so wet baby." He says it with strained astonishment, hands wandering from your soft hips to underneath your sleeping shirt and then your breasts. Your hard nipples prod at his palms.

You arch into his touch as you begin to rock yourself against his stiff cock, steady at first in an effort to make the moment last a little longer. You can feel every ridge and curve of him, and you have a hard time not mewling.

"You always make me wet Nini."

You hiccup a gasp as he suddenly thrusts into you, lifting his knees and digging his heels into the mattress in a manner that almost seems knee jerk, like he couldn't help it.

"O-oh baby you're so good to me." It dawns on you quite quickly that he doesn't plan on slowing his minisrations, pulling you down to his mouth by then sides of your neck in a gentle yet urgent manner.

It feels even better like this, his length filling you perfectly in the way it always has, the squelch of your slick as he fucks you only adding to the suddenly thick atmosphere. You can't help but to whimper, body trembling as it remembers just how skilled he really is at making you feel good.

"You like it like this?" He asks earnestly, kissing you between replies to feel the vibration of your soft mewls against his mouth. "Yes Nini, you're so good, s-so good."

His slim fingers find their way to the sides of your throat, and you don't have time to be awestruck by how sweetly he seems to do it, too focused on the way his body moves underneath you.

Your body jolts with the force of his thrusts, and he knows your every reaction so well that it must be obvious how close you are already, your shaky hands grasping his waist.

"Say it again for me, please?"

His tone is different this time, needier and raspier with the effort he's using to make it audible. You can tell just by the way he ever so slightly squeezes the sides of your throat while he begins harshening his pace, what he's hinting at.

And you oblige in the shameless gratification, mimicking his ministrations and securing your fingers around his neck while you fuck yourself onto him in a shared rythym.

It's been too long, he thinks to himself. He's mesmerized, in love with you to a painful degree. Not to mention your mouth...

"So good to me, Nini, you're so fucking big and f-fuck-" he hangs onto every last syllable, watching your lewd expressions and listening to your praises with rapt attention. "want you to fill me up Jongin."

His eyes roll back for just a moment, as your twist your fingers in his honey colored hair, lips suckling the sensitive skin just below his earlobe. His hips stutter, and you know he's as close as you are, hands releasing your neck in favor of keeping you in an iron grip against him.

It all feels like a sweet dream, your face buried against his shoulder, the sweet and warm scent of his skin and soap causing your inner thighs to tingle. You feel him so far inside of you, reaching places only he could, holding you in his arms like a lover all the while.

You're not surprised, to be the first one cumming, but he's struck by a sudden wave of agonizingly overwhelming arousal with the way you cry out his name.

"Jong-jongie, oh-oh!" Your walls have him in a vice grip, and he falls apart while you're quivering against him, his kiss bitten lips finding your tender neck as he pumps himself into you.

"That's my girl, this pussy is m-mine oh b-baby, so fucking good."

His voice is quiet, he's too out of breath, too fucked out. But you can still hear him perfectly, sending heat waves of white hot pleasure through your bones with every word that he groans out.

He fucks himself into you a few more times, languidly and with no real purpose; just needing to savor the feeling. You're still pulsing around him.

His chest rises and falls with less fervor now, his fingertips gently caressing the curve of your back as you rest your head against the crook of his shoulder. He doesn't care to move and neither do you, too tired, and too stubborn to let the other go.

Everything is quiet. And not uncomfortably or unsettlingly so, it’s comforting. You can hear his heartbeat this way, and he can match his breathing up with yours as he does most of the time subconsciously. 

It's two forty five a.m when Jongin whispers sleepily into the darkness, with you asleep on his chest.

"I love you, so much."

[animatedarchives]

CHEMISTRY

— 𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐎 𝐓𝐄𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐎

author’s note: hi guys! this is based off of a conversation i had with @velvetfireworks​ about dozing off in class hehe ^^ it’s pretty cringey and cheesy but i thought it was cute :> enjoy!~

genre: fluff

warning: none, just school being sucky and some nerdy chemistry puns bc i love science

word count: 1.7k words

“Each carbon atom is sp3 hybridised and covalently bonded to four other carbon atoms to form a tetrahedral structure, making it insoluble in water and...”

I’m so tired.

The lecturer droned on and on in his awfully monotonous voice, his words going right over your head. You rubbed your face exasperatedly and sat up straight in your chair, trying your best to stay awake.

Maybe you should have gotten more rest last night. But how could you? Especially given all the assignments that were due this week. You groaned. Either way, you just wanted this class to be over.

Your eyes flicked to the clock mounted on the wall at the front of the hall, watching painfully as it ticked at an agonisingly slow pace.

Just… half an hour more…

You shook your head to will the sleepiness away, tightening the grip on your pen as you attempted to listen to the lecture once more. But the exhaustion from your allnighter last night was too much, and it fizzled out any determination you had to stay awake. Your body seemed to act against the pleas of your mind, and your eyelids slowly began to droop.

No! Need to... listen… to...

Your eyes eventually drifted shut and you felt instant relief wash over you. As much as you wanted to stay awake, you had no more energy to pry your eyelids apart.

Okay… Maybe just… five minutes…

You leaned back in your chair and gave in to your exhaustion, letting yourself be overtaken by sleep.

A few minutes passed and finally, you began to stir, your brain slowly starting back up again after your short nap.

Mmm, my pillow… So soft… Maybe I can sleep for a while longer— Wait.

Your eyes snapped open.

I don’t have a pillow.

You rubbed your face sleepily and assessed your situation, your eyes widening in horror as you realised you had ended up falling asleep on the shoulder of the person next to you.

“Oh my- I am so sorry!” you jerked away from them, the top of your head colliding with their chin.

“Ow-”

“SORRY SORRY SORRY, I’M SO SORRY!” you apologised profusely.

In your frenzy, you knocked your pencil case off your table, sending your stationery flying. You cursed under your breath and fumbled around, trying to get your things — and yourself — together. The stranger bent down and helped to pick up some of your pens, and although you were grateful, it deepened the guilt you felt in the pit of your stomach for causing them so much inconvenience.

“I’m so sorry,” you repeated again, turning to face him.

He chuckled. “For a smart girl, you sure have some limited vocabulary,” he said, approaching you and handing you back your pens. You scoffed at the backhanded compliment but kept your smile nonetheless.

“Thank you… uh…” you trailed off, not knowing how to address him.

“The name’s Kuroo Tetsuro.”

“Mine is L/N Y/N!” you smiled politely. “Thank you, Kuroo.”

You were now very much awake and able to take in his appearance, an opportunity you missed during the earlier commotion. He wasn’t dressed in anything too outlandish; it was rather simple honestly — a white tee, a black jacket, some black joggers with a red stripe going down the side, and matching red shoes to accentuate the pop of colour. His jet black hair was spiked up as well, but strangely, not all of it. For some reason, he allowed his bangs to fall across the right side of his face instead of spiking it up like the rest. It was unusual, but strangely... rather charming.

“It’s not very polite to stare, you know.”

You blushed at his comment and whipped your head to look at anything else but him.

“I- I wasn’t staring!” you denied, hoping your face wasn’t as red as it felt.

“Sure you weren’t,” he smirked.

You rolled your eyes but couldn’t stop smiling. Who was this guy? You’d barely even met him, yet you felt so comfortable around him. It was like you were naturally drawn to him. Attracted, even. You shook your head and cleared your throat, pushing those thoughts to the back of your mind.

“So uh, how much did I miss?” you asked.

“We just finished up the rest of this chapter on chemical bonding,” he replied. You groaned, dreading how much you’d have to study tonight in order to catch up on what you missed during the lecture. There was no way this could get worse.

And of course, just as you thought that, a dark splotch on Kuroo’s jacket caught your eye and you mentally slapped yourself as your eyes widened in embarrassment.

“Please tell me that isn’t what I think it is…” you said as you buried your face in your hands.

Confused, Kuroo followed your line of sight until it landed on a wet spot on his jacket, just below the curve of his shoulder — the very one you were sleeping on. He made a face and you had never felt more embarrassed in your entire life.

“Oh my gosh, please let me make it up to you! I’ll buy you lunch!” you sputtered out. You had to repay him somehow, not just because you’d used him as a pillow during Chemistry class but because there was now a huge spot of your drool on his clothes to show for it.

He chuckled at your flusteredness. “Lunch sounds great.”

He suggested going to his favourite food place, claiming it had the best grilled salted mackerel pike in the world. You agreed and followed him — it was only fair he chose where to eat after everything you’d put him through. As you neared the stall, you caught a whiff of the delicious grilled fish, causing your mouth to water and you licked your lips excitedly. The waitress greeted you at the entrance and motioned you to follow her inside as she led you to your seats.

“A table for two for the lovely couple,” she gestured towards the table. “Enjoy your date!” she smiled.

Your cheeks started to heat up and you shook your head vigorously at the misunderstanding. “N-no! This isn’t-” you tried to correct her but your protests fell on deaf ears as she was already walking away.

“Wow, do you not want to go on a date? You wound me,” he placed his hand over his heart in mock hurt.

“NO NO NO IT’S JUST-”

“Oh, so you do want to go on a date with me?”

“WHA- NO- I MEAN-”

“I’m teasing, kid,” he laughed and ruffled your hair. “Sit down.”

You let out a sigh as you both took your seats. You were a complete mess today. He didn’t seem to mind though. In fact, he seemed to find it pretty amusing.

You peered over your menu to look at the boy sitting across you. It was hard to believe you’d only met a while ago considering you were now having lunch at his favourite food place, talking like you were old friends. And you couldn’t help but feel something warm starting to bubble within your chest.

“Staring again?” he asked without even needing to look at you. You quickly snapped out of your thoughts.

“NO!” you retorted and lifted the menu up to cover your red face.

The two of you placed your orders and the rest of lunch went without a hitch. You were surprised with how easily conversation came with Kuroo and how naturally you guys got along together.

“So, grilled salted mackerel pike huh?” you asked.

“Yeah, this place is famous for it. It’s my favourite food,” he replied in between mouthfuls. “Docosahexaenoic acid is good for the brain, you know.”

“Wow, didn’t know you were such a nerd.”

“Better than someone who sleeps in class and drools on people.”

“HEY!”

Everything was just so easy with him, and your mind kept drifting back to the waitress’s words. Was this really a date? And more importantly, did you want it to be a date? You’d only just gotten to know him a few hours ago but the chemistry between you was undeniable. The warm feeling in your chest returned and honestly, you’d be lying if you said you didn’t want to hold on to it a little longer. But lunch was coming to an end and you knew you’d have to let go.

“That was a great meal,” Kuroo said, satisfaction written all over his face. Thanks for the ‘date’ kid,” Kuroo chuckled at the term the waitress used. Your heart skipped a beat and you willed yourself not to blush again or give anything away.

“You’re welcome, old man,” you smiled innocently at the term you used. He’d kept calling you ‘kid’ so it was only fair that you returned the favour. You’d never admit it but you secretly liked it that he gave you a nickname. He smiled at you and shook his head at your silly antics.

Both of you stood outside the shop, not really knowing what else to say. You knew it was time to part ways since you’d already given him what you owed, but neither of you wanted to say goodbye.

“Well, I guess I’d better get back home… I’ve got to catch up on what I missed out during the lecture anyway,” you laughed nervously, trying to break the silence.

“Yeah, I guess this was a good bonding session, huh,” he grinned lopsidedly, but you could tell it didn’t quite reach his eyes. Even so, you laughed at his dorkiness. You were going to miss it.

“Well, I’ll get going then,” you said, turning to leave. “Oh and uh, sorry about your jacket,” you smiled sheepishly.

Kuroo perked up in sudden realisation. “Oh wait! Speaking of…” he closed the distance between you, rummaging through his bag and fishing out the black jacket he’d previously taken off. “Here,” he said, shoving it into your arms.

You looked at him and raised an eyebrow. “What’s this? A keepsake?” you snickered.

“Pfft, you wish,” he smirked. “It has your saliva on it. You wash it,” he said.

You cringed at the truth in his words and folded it over your arms. “Alright, I’ll wash it and give it back to you tomorrow.”

He grinned devilishly with a mischievous glint in his eye, and suddenly you understood his true intentions. You couldn’t help but smile like an idiot.

“Good. Now I’ve got an excuse to see you again tomorrow.”

Damn this clever nerd.

He’s good.

© written and published by animatedarchives 2020. please do not steal or repost. thank you.

[hyukmoon]

Class trip.

Synopsis | you're a teacher going along on a trip for a week with your class and a colleague you despised for a good amount of time now. Things turn around and you don't know what to think about him anymore.

Teacher!Xiaojun x Teacher!gn!Reader

warnings | kissing is the most rated things happening in this, all over awkwardness from you, terrible humor, pretty much just fluff and a there's only one bed situation

word count | 2.2k

things to note | this is the first thing I wrote here, so I'm open to constructive criticism, also [P/A] means prefered form of address bc you're a teacher and all that (not proofread yet)

Let’s preface this. You never really wanted to go onto this trip. You genuinely loved the children in your class, but to go onto this trip for an entire week seemed to be a compromise in the least. Neither were the other teachers your preferred ones nor was it your say where the class trip was going to take place. To be honest, you even found the colleague you were going with a bit annoying.

“It can’t be this bad, you might even enjoy it there. Our fellow colleague is pretty to look at and the worst that could be happening on that trip is that one of the children puts their finger into a pencil sharpener again.”, your friend Yasmin and also, teacher said. Your tired face was working, she shut up. Of course, your fellow colleague was incredibly handsome.

You would and could never argue against that, yet every time you heard their kind and expressive voice you felt like you were blinded by the sun. He just seemed to exude everything you lacked. It is not that you weren’t a good teacher, every time you were out of breath or already done with everything only half through the day, he almost smiled compassionately at you sometimes even winked for that matter.

Xiao dejun, who also went by Xiaojun was the topic of your discussion, a man that handsome you wouldn’t be able to make up in your dream and smart enough to make up for every “inconvenience” you faced with him.

Well, he was that smart to bring you coffee every morning into teachers lounge, share his chewing gum with you and sometimes write you notes if you seem stressed. “Jeez, what’s your problem in the first place? I’m kinda sure he is into you. Every time he looks at you, he literally has heart eyes and bringing you coffee every morning? Please.”, she rolled her eyes at you.

“I don’t think so, I just subbed some of his classes a few times. You know how nice he is.”, nervously you now shy away from looking into Yasmin’s eyes.

Xiaojun didn’t like you, you would feel terrible if he did. Tweaks of shame overcame you; this trip was not going to work out.

Fully packed and all over suspiciously you started counting again the fourth graders on the bus while also having a very good view of the chocolate brown hair of the teacher going along on the field trip. This time his hair didn’t fully cover his forehead, his glasses eyeing you as well. Suddenly his hands tapped on the seat next to him. Heat rose up to your cheeks gradually making it harder to move forward to sit next to Xiaojun. “Mila’s parents called me, she’s sick so don’t worry about her. Just sit down [Y/N], I brought some tea.”, he smiled while pointing at his thermos can. “Uh, sure. I have some cookies with me if you want.”, the last sentence closely sounding like a question as you quietly took the seat next to him.

Not only were you now stunned about the fact that there was a possibility for him to view you in a light like this in spite of you being so passive towards him in the past. Yet there is still the lingering feeling far, far up in your head that you were only imagining things and Xiaojun read everything wrong. “Are you feeling well? We can also sit farther in the front if you feel better there- “, he worriedly stroked your shoulder. “No, it’s completely fine. Just fine.”, you interrupted his ramble and put up your mouth into a cramped smile. His eyes returned that favor, crinkling up into a smile as well.

The bus drive didn’t take as long as you might have thought, your counterpart on the excursion was more than enough to keep you on your toes. Casual glances along a few accidental brushes over your hand kept you in your seat. Now counting again all the children in the lobby of the youth hostel you anxiously eyed Xiaojun again. The amount of children matched up, so your job was done for now, you were most likely only seeing them for dinner. The only thing to do for you now was to go up to your room and contemplate how to not have a physical reaction every time your favorite colleague called your name. Very obvious, you had of course no crush on him or anything like that. He was just blessed with beautifully shaped eyebrows and a voice that could make the worst words you knew sound like a ballade. You moved up from the hotel lobby with some of the grade schoolers to the elevator.

"[P/A] [L/N], do you think when I make Lasagna with my mum it’s the same as cake?”, Xia, a girl from Xiaojun’s music class asked while her classmates giggle about her question. A few loud no’s were to be heard with the occasional high pitched laughs from her friends. “That is a very good question I have never thought about before”, you stopped for a second, what exactly does it mean to be a cake? It is still baked in an oven with layers and contains the tomato sauce as frosting? “I am pretty sure it is. Even though I’ll talk to you about it tomorrow though, I am not a baking expert. I promise I’ll look it up for you, yes?”, you were pretty content with your answer. “Hmmm. Okay. They wanted me to ask.” Xia answered while pointing at the three boys in the back of the elevator which earned her some distraught faces from her classmates. The familiar sound of the elevator bell ringed. “Anyways, if you have as burning questions as these please come to me or …, we’re happy to help. Also, if you feel homesick or sick, I’m always in my room, just knock.” As soon as the last syllable was said stormed the children to their respective rooms and left you there looking at their body shaped dust cloud remembering the cartoons you watched at their age.

You walked down the long corridor towards the light brown lacquered door which showed in golden numerals written the 420. Your shoulders visibly sank down, finally you were able to take a nap. The door opened and closed maybe a millisecond later. Seeing a wide back heaving some shirts on to the rooms ear chair made you catch your breath. His glasses missing and his usually kempt hair was now chaotically drifting across his forehead into separate directions. More importantly though, he was most likely about to put on a fresh shirt, and you stood across the dark brown carpet in the door with a perplexed face.

“Sorry!”, you yelled and closed the door to just sink down with it in your back. Xiaojun packing out his suitcase along his pullover wasn’t what you were expecting to after talking about lasagna and wanting to fall asleep for at least good 30 minutes to then decide if it’s worth it to start to watch a movie. Yet you were barely discussing the fact that he was in your room. Neither did it make sense nor were you able to really comprehend the situation right now.

The door opened and you jumped up onto your feet. “[Y/N]? Why were you in my room?”, Xiaojun quiet voice slid through the gap of the door. “I swear there’s an explanation to this. I think they might have given me the wrong keys or something like that, I didn’t look at you or anything-”, he interrupted your nervous chatter to push the door open and face your confused state. “It’s fine, we’ll figure it out together.”, the usual quirky smile you normally saw when he was trying to cheer up one of his students appeared on his face. Your breath stopped at the together while a comfortable warm feeling churned in your stomach.

“Then let’s go downstairs and work it out with the staff!”, he gifted you another wink which not only gave you the final confidence to grab onto his arm before heading again into the elevator but to for the first time give him a wink back.

“The school only booked one room for the teacher. I can’t really do that much about it, most rooms are already full and other guests will arrive tomorrow, so I’m very sorry for the inconvenience.”, the hotel worker returned to the computer in front of them. “What are we supposed to do now?”, you sighed and gazed at the visibly pondering man. “Honestly, no idea. There isn’t much we can do, so I guess we could talk about it in my room?”

The walk to his room had to be filled with an uncomfortable silence, neither you nor he were able to say something that made the current situation less painfully horrendous. Almost as if the newly gained confidence left your body, you didn’t even dare to make more than an unfunny joke about your nonexistent room or more like transferred room for another alone soul. His room was already coddled with the scent of freshly washed clothes along his close to quiet cologne. “So here we are.You take the bed and I’ll sleep on the ground.”

“This is so inappropriate, dear god.”, you started to sigh again caressing your temples. “Also, no, please take the bed, the school probably forgot to book another room because I said yes to this trip so late.” Even though Xiaojuns throat seemed to struggle a bit with his next proposition, it was still loud and clear what he said. “We can also share the bed... We’re two grown adults.” He laughed awkwardly; you were pretty much speechless.

“Yeah, of course. Two adults. Nothing to worry or think about.”, you tried to brush off any thought you could possibly have about your opposition. No thoughts about his warm breath in your neck while holding you loosely in his sleepy state to waking up to his beautifully messy bed hair in the morning.

“I’ll take a shower if you don’t mind, some of the children were kinda fussy today and I just need a few minutes.” You nodded and unpacked your suitcase, followed by changing into some comfortable shorts and large shirt.

The second you were done; you sank into the still cold sheets of the large bed. He didn’t make you wait for him very long, barely noticeable however his eyes rested on you when he entered the small apartment again.

Neither did it take too long to sit along with you on the bed. “Are you sure you’re comfortable with us doing this?”, his soft voice hit you unexpectedly. “I can also sleep on the floor, or we switch everyday to do it.” You shook your head simply and crawled up the bed to make yourself comfortable under the duvet. “I’m so tired, just don’t steal the blanket, okay?”, barely able to keep your eyes open you sank even more into the mattress.

You really thought it would be easy to sleep next to him, yet the thought of holding his face in your hands didn’t leave your mind. Even asleep he had a stunning presence around him. “[Y/N]? Do you like me?”, Xiaojun turned around to see your surprised expression. “Of course, I do. I just thought that because you were so good at everything, you did all of these things just to spite me.”, you quietly confessed. “[Y/N], I wanted you to like me. You’re a wonderful teacher and I really admire you. You’re so funny with the other colleagues and generally so, so gorgeous.” Xiaojuns eyes lingered on your lips. They stayed there.

“Can I kiss you?” You nodded. His lips brushed softly across your bottom one. You took the opportunity to gain closeness to his warm side before shifting your hands onto his back. Slowly you began to pepper small kisses along his jawline resulting in a small whine from his side. His hands started to wander across your waist to rest on your lower back and pull you in even closer.

Not a lot longer after he started to skim your neck with his teeth. You rested your head now in his freshly scented neck. Again, his lips on yours moving over to just behind your earlobe, nipping on it and breathing into your ear: “Do you want me to continue?” Still resting his soft lips on your ear goosebumps rose up your spine. Waiting for another hint of pressed lips against your skin your arms lethargically crawled up and grazed his cheeks.

“Ah right, the children.”, your voice hitched he was still so close to you. “We could discuss this maybe on a date?”, he looked almost hopeful when his dark and strangely staring eyes met yours in the dim lit room.

“Us kissing and almost doing the deed? Sure. I’m much better at physical presentations though.” You pressed a delicate kiss against his lips. “Since when so provocative?”

“You bring it out in me.” “I’m glad it’s me and no one else then.”, he smiled into the kiss he gave you now. Not long from this you actually found the peace and quiet to fall asleep in his embrace.

[alittleprincehwa]

nightmare ───  ੈ♡˳ park seonghwa

pairing ─  ੈ♡˳ park seonghwa x gender neutral reader

genre ─  ੈ♡˳ fluff, slight angst

synopsis─  ੈ♡˳ you woke up to a nightmare. But seonghwa's there to comfort you.

alexa play ─  ੈ♡˳ you'll be in my heart by glen close and phil collins

Where am I?

You everything was black. Nothing but jet black. There was no floor, no walls, nothing. An empty space.

" y/n. "

You heard a very familiar voice. You've heard it a thousand times. Your head was quick to look back. A tall figure stood before you. You look up. Meeting his eyes. " Seonghwa? " Your whisper fills the heavy air. His sweet pair of eyes looked into yours.

You saw his arm rises up. His delicate fingers cup your right cheek. He looked so invested in you while caressing your cheek with his thumb. You smile and hold his hand, warming into his touch. You both stood like that for who knows how long. For you it didn't matter. All you did was look into his eyes, the dark shade almost making you hallucinate.

" I'm sorry y/n. " Was all his angelic voice spoke. The voice enough to make you lose your senses. You furrow your brows in confusion. Before you got the chance to speak, a sorrowful look replaced seonghwa's smiling one. " What's wrong? " You asked, concerned.

He replied with nothing. As you both notices how he was slowly decaying. Your eyes watched how he held your face. " W-what? What's happening? " You say in sheer panic. He pulls your head towards his, your foreheads meeting. A pool of tears form in the corner of your eyes. His digits wiping them away before they drop.

And there you watched his figure fully decayed. No where to be seen. You dropped on your knees as drops of water unconsciously never stopped forming. You sobbed out loud as your arms and legs gave up. You were left with nothing, nothing but the cold hair and the heavy tension.

Your eyes snap open. As your face was stained of tears. You sat up as you scream. Screaming in both frustration and sadness. Your breathing becomes heavy as your hands grip the sheets tighter.

Both your scream and loud breathing awakened seonghwa. His half conscious self saw your current state. " Babe...What's wrong...? " His deep sleepy voice spoke. You were startled by the sudden voice. You turn your head and see seonghwa rubbing his eyes.

As if your breathing was restored, instinct kicked in and you jumped on him. He was surprised. He observed how your sobs became louder and his shirt becoming wet. He frees his arm and placed it on your back. Once he starts rubbing your back, your cries quiet down.

As his hand comforts you, he asked " What's wrong, love? Did you have a nightmare? " His gentle and soothing voice calming you. You don't reply and he took the silence as an answer. " You don't wanna talk? That's okay baby, I'm here. ".

You bury your head in the crook of his neck, finding comfort there. Your sobs became quiet. " Come stop your crying it'll be alright " His beautiful voice sang. The sound comforting you.

" Just take my hand, hold it tight~ " He continued as he intertwined his fingers with yours. All that could be heard was your unsteady breathing and sniffling. " I will protect you from all around you~ " His tone was soft and gentle. He indeed made you feel protected in his embrace.

He continues his melodic singing, " I will be here don't you cry. " You focused on nothing but his singing. His singing made you forget what your nightmare was about. His arms held you on his lap. You place your head on his chest. You heard his steady heartbeat. Matching his singing.

" I love you so much seonghwa... " You breathe out. Seonghwa stopped rubbing your back and pulled back. " You don't know how much I love you y/n. " He said as he took off his hoodie. He nudged you to raise your arms so he could place it on you. You did as so, and the warmth of the fabric mixed with the smell of his cologne made your mood lighter.

He hums the rest of the song as you never left his arms. He was the cure to all your problems. You couldn't express how much you loved this man. He stopped humming when the both of you were falling asleep, entangled in each other's embrace.

a / n : wrote this bc I miss seonghwa so much

[muwur]

do u think u could write something fluffy for atsumu? :D (if not, bc he just showed up in the anime, futakuchi?) nd they/them pronouns pls :3 ty ty!!!

dating headcanons

✧ hc’s ✧ for atsumu and futakuchi

❧ gn reader

✎ 1.6k words

a/n: oml my first request fgrinffej thank u anon <3 been doing sum ~research~ and brainstorming snaccing and i hope this is okay ! >:) for u i shall do both ppl hehe. feel free to lmk if you would like me to redo or add anything, i wanna do my requests justice :*)

also i find myself gettin inspo at 4 am ofhfuohf i hope this is a bit fluffy, tho its a bit playful n snarky as well fnoggrefjf. also this took me so long bc i literaly got this whole other idea LMAOOOO but i find it more suitable as a separate piece so be on the lookout for that (nudge nudge itll feature atsumu ;) i got a bit carried away AAHA). here u goo

atsumu

✧ boi’s a tease

✧ on days he stays really late to practice so like?? most days LOL  you drop by a nearby eatery and pick up some fatty tuna (or something else, you like to change it up sometimes even if fatty tuna is his fave)  for him to munch on (gotta replenish your body!!)

✧ even though it’s for him, he’ll make you share the food with him as you both sit on a field nearby the gym

✧ likes to feed you but exaggerates it just to mess with you

✧ “say ahh, y/n” he coos with a smirk when he holds out some food from his chopsticks

✧ and just to mess with him back, you close your mouth around the piece, taking it from the chopsticks slowly and never breaking eye contact with him until after you chew and swallow

✧ “ah, that was delicious, honey” you smile cheekily

✧ rip atsumu, he malfuncc inside

✧ however

✧ fights you for the last piece of any food or snack you’re sharing

✧ “why even offer sharing if you’re just gonna hog it all”

✧ “you were just slower than me, that’s not my problem”

✧ in the end, he would definitely just let you have it. Only fights you when hes bored and wants to provoke you, which is often

✧ pretty affectionate in public. likes to ruffle your hair or place a head on your hand, no matter what height you are

✧ especially likes to do this when you’re annoyed at him, which kinda makes it not cute anymore and you just wanna punch him in the face

✧ as annoying as he could be tho you had to admit that your bickering could be quite fun he was definitely a caring partner

✧ is quick to take notice how youre feeling, liek:

✧  “hey, are you feeling okay?”

✧ “yeah im fine, why?”

✧ “you know you dont have to lie, right? you cant hide these things, anyways, i can just tell if something’s up. what’s wrong, babe?”

✧ pulls you aside to talk things out a little, then offers to spend some time together after practice  

✧ squeezes your hand as he walks you home, plants a soft kiss to your forehead before parting ways, and says goodnight

✧ he also notices any changes, no matter how small, in your appearances:

✧ *scrutinizing you* “what do you want, atsumu?”

✧ “did you do something different today? maybe like with your hair or uniform or something?”

✧ “o-oh, yeah, i did.”

✧ “hm. it really suits you, actually.”

✧ “oh, thanks. it’s such a small change, i didnt think anyone would notice--”

✧  “dont get too ahead of yourself, i didnt say it looked nice-- im kidding, im kidding!” he has to say in order to defend himself from your piercing glare

✧ lowkey highkey cant go long without seeing you

✧ so when he finally gets to spend some time with you, he’s even more touchy than usual

✧ you eye him suspiciously before saying, “you’re acting like you missed me or something”

✧  “yeah, i did miss you. something wrong with that?” he asks, burying his face in your neck as he hugs you from behind

✧ “yes, because its been two days”

✧ expect lots of kisses and hugs, though. mans is deprived and he gets what he wants (with consent, of course)

✧ makes sure everyone knows he’s there to stand up for you if necessary, which can be pretty intimidating

✧ loves it when you fall asleep on his shoulder. will take selfies with your sleeping face and show you later

✧  “you look cute even when you’re drooling all over my arm”

✧ doesn’t talk about how he sniffed or kissed your head when you were asleep. definitely doesn’t admit how he was whispering about how lucky he was to be in love with you asdfghjk

✧ was the first to admit he loved you

✧ it occurred after his team won a game to qualify for nationals. excitedly, you raced your way to meet him and tackled him in a hug. who cares if he was sweaty. “i knew you guys would win, and im so proud, atsumu.”

✧ he stumbled a bit and hugged back. he pulled away shortly to look you in the eye

✧  “y/n, i love you.”

✧ and all you could do was blush before he pulled you into a soft, yet passionate kiss

✧ surrounded by like. literally everyone lol

✧ osamu just fake gags in the background

✧ later that day:

✧  “sooooo do I get a reward for winning ? ;)”

✧  “dont push your luck”

✧ but you do spend the night just chilling at his place, watching a movie and cuddling, unwinding from a long day

futakuchi

✧ you met each other in class, bonding over how bored and sleepy you both were

✧ one day he started passing you notes and you went with along it until this class’s purpose in y’alls lives was just for goofing off and totally not to see each other’s smiles or be a bit flirty

✧ loves to mess around with you, but also thinks highly of you

✧ shortly after you started dating and met the boy’s volleyball team, moniwa asks you to please keep futakuchi in line

✧  “babe, please, you’re driving your seniors crazy”

✧ but ever since he became captain, you could sense that futakuchi seemed more responsible

✧ but poor bby was also wayyyy more tired than usual

✧ you poked his back with your pencil whenever you found him dozing off in class, just in time before he risked getting caught by the teacher

✧ you also nagged him about getting more rest and maintaining his health, doing things to help him out until he gave in and made a better attempt at taking care of himself

✧ unless you have other activities going on, you’d usually come by the gym to watch practice and then walk home with futakuchi

✧ you always bring him and his team snacks. they all love you, especially koganegawa

✧ “how are you and y/n dating, they’re so much nicer than futaku--”

✧ cant even finish his sentence before the captain smacks his head and poor kogane chokes on his snacc

✧ but les be real you also go to admire your manz

✧ on the walk home one day:

✧  “you hit a really good spike today”

✧ sheepishly scratches the back of his head, “oh, thanks. kogane’s sets are improving, so it’s getting easier to hit the ball”

✧ secretly loves and craves your praise

✧ futakuchi’s pretty down for pda. you two can often be seen walking down the aisles, hand in hand

✧ will also give you lots of pecks, especially on your cheeks and lips

✧ he also insists on helping you carry your things

✧ wants you to rely on him

✧ saw you shivering once and took his jacket off, draping it around you like nbd

✧ lets just say he wishes he coulda thought of that sooner dhqnwxhgergk  youre not allowed to look this cute

✧ but now you literally keep half his closet in your house cuz he always tells you to return it whenever you want

✧ could go on dates anywhere and literally have such a good time. the night market? y’all will share foods and play games the whole time. the park? he could go for a nice, relaxing walk, or if it’s at night, he’d love to lie in the grass and admire the night sky with you (as long as you hold hands lol). at home? would totally binge some shows or movies with you, has sour gummies n a blanket ready to share hog

✧ can be a tease, but will protect you at all costs

✧ glares at anyone who looks at you with interest (boi gets jealous)

✧ had to pull you into his arms and give you a kiss to save you from getting hit on by someone from a rival school. “hey babe, i’ve been looking for you. let’s head back, everyone’s waiting.”

✧ you happily follow him, not noticing how futakuchi looks back at his now sworn-enemy and sticks his tongue out at them

✧ he will fIGHT anyone who hurts you, is very overprotective to say the least

✧ always makes sure he knows where you’re at, starts to worry a bit if you’ve gone mia

✧ got reallly worried one time when he called you like 5 times and you didnt pick up!

✧ 20 minutes later his phone rings and he picks it up immediately. “hello? y/n? are you okay?? you haven’t been answering me for a while.”

✧  “ahh, yes, im sorry about that, my phone died :P”

✧ thinks the best cuddles are the ones in which you both end up falling asleep. also likes to admire your sleeping face totes not a creeper

✧ also loveloveloves to snuggle you from behind and bury his face in your neck and loves to just smELL you

✧ you told him you loved him first

✧ you were having a rough day when you heard a knock on your door

✧ opening it, you found a futakuchi giving you a small smile and carrying a plastic bag full of goodies. “i, uh, didn’t want you to be alone, so i thought we could hang out for a bit? just us two, your favorite snacks, and whatever else you want to do”

✧ touched by his gesture, you pulled him in by his jacket’s collar and gave him a long kiss

✧ after separating, you looked into his eyes as you cupped his face gently. “thank you, kenji. i love you. this means a lot to me”

✧ ejiufnicenjfdhksujsk he nearly melted in place

✧ later tries playing the pocky game with you, but then y’all forget about the pocky after your first round and stick to the smooching

[babysizedfics]

this is kinda specific n i doubt u can relate but i love aquariums (rehabilitating ones) n i always get a new favorite fish when i leave, even if its just in acnh, n the last time i played acnh i was just lookin at all the fishies n was kinda imaginin if the sides went to an aquarium?? like what they’d wanna stay near the whole time n what they’d want in the gift shop and felt like i wanted to tell u about it since ur stuff always puts me in a good mood

This is cute!! rehabilitating ones is a nice detail thank you for that

i'm gonna say this is very hypothetical, i dont think in little/big universe they would all go to an aquarium especially while the boys are little but it's fun to think about anyway and i want to write them as little!

So baby vee would be pretty nervous, it's kinda dark, its a very enclosed space, and theres some scary creatures and it reminds him of the ocean which is pretty scary so he stays pressed right up to mama's side the whole time because logan talks about sciencey stuff about the animals, and if vee is in a big enough headspace its reassuring that they arent that scary, and if he is in a smaller headspace then really just hearing mamas voice soothes him

i think that vee's favourite bit would be the rockpool exhibits with the shallow open top tanks with starfish and stuff that you can stroke very very gently! papa holds his hand and helps him stroke the starfish really softly and vee squeaks and wipes his finger on papas tshirt to get the weird feeling off but he's smiling and giggling from it

Logan's favourite would be the jellyfish! because they're like floating brains and theyre majestic - and the movement of them is very soothing so i think at some point inevitably during the trip vee gets a bit overwhelmed and freaked out, maybe by the reptile/amphibian exhibit and while papa and ro stay there, mama takes him into the jellyfish room and holds him for a few minutes while they calm down and watch the pretty jellyfish float

i also think there would be a blacklight in the exhibit to show how the jellyfish are UV and glow in the dark too, so its amost like watching a lava lamp! very calming for vee and logan both, and they get to cuddle which is relaxing and logan talks in his mama logan voice about all the fun facts about the jellyfish and what makes them glow and vee is basically falling asleep from it

but because it's so dark in that room, roman cant go in there bc of his nyctophobia, so patton keeps him in the reptile/amphibian exhibit that vee had to leave and it's romans favourite!! he especially likes the turtles and alligators because he's been really into my little pony recently and pinkie pie has an alligator called gummy and rainbow dash has a tortoise called tank and roman is excited to see them irl!!

plus i think artistically he would be fascinated by the textures on their scales and shells and take a bunch of photos to paint them later

when vee has calmed down from the jellyfish and when roman is finally ready to leave the reptiles it's actually been half an hour when they meet up again to go to the bigger fish. Mama is carrying vee now who is sleepy, and logan is quite thankful that he is less aware because here come the shark tanks and he is certain the calm atmosphere would wash away if baby vee got a proper glimpse at their sharp teeth

and everyone expected patton to like the cute creatures and the baby fish most, but actually the sharks are his favourite!! and he stares at them and is like loganberry!! look how cute they are 🥺🥺🥺 and roman is lowkey glaring at them because they keep getting close to the glass near patton and roman is suspicious they are trying to attack his dad so he stands close to him to protect him but patton is just like AWWW LOOK THAT ONES CHUBBY and not find them frightening in the slightest, he gets really tearful when he reads the information plaque about how endangered they are too and logan has to comfort him

in the gift shop the boys are allowed to get two things each! roman instantly goes for an alligator action figure and a sketchbook with a pretty coral reef pattern on the cover

Vee is very shy about asking for presents and refuses to go looking around the shop with roman and hides himself in papas chest, so patton picks him up and carries him around the aisles saying 'oh look at that, that's pretty!' and '*gasp* i wonder if vee would like that.' and of course the baby can't resist looking

patton pretty much makes his way straight to the soft toys because stuffies are a huge comfort item for virgil, he basically collects them and will never get tired of them, and he doesnt miss how his babys head lifts up from his shoulder when they get closer to them

vee is still shy to pick on his own, so patton just picks ones up he might like and talks about how soft they are until vee can't resist and strokes them - and its obvious when he picks one because patton holds up a big pink starfish and says ooh this one feels good! and vee strokes the soft fabric, then squeezes one of the arms and gasps because it has beans in the bottom! and is squishy on top! perfect! and patton sees this and pushes it into vees hands and then vee feels that its slightly weighted, so he cuddles it to his chest and drops his head on pattons shoulder as if to say 'thats it, theres no point in me looking at anything else ive found the perfect one'

patton tries to remind him that he can have two stuffies but virgil whines and hugs the starfish tighter not really understanding that he doesnt have to give up that one to get another, so instead patton picks out a set of ocean-themed baby bath toys that they can play with at bathtime!

patton finds a coffee mug with a picture of a shark that has 'DADDY SHARK DOO DOO DOO DOO' written on it so of course he gets that

and Logan gets a book about what individuals can do to better preserve ocean life! and he checked the contents, theres a whole chapter on how to help protect sharks and he will be relaying the information back to patton once he reads it

[justsomefluff]

Heyooooo I stumbled across your blog and IM IN LOVE HOLY CRAP 🥺💕 I was wondering if I could request an ateez reaction to reader confessing/them finding out that a diff member was readers bias before they started dating? 👀

A/N: Thank you so much! And so I kind of tried to twist this request so I could get both ideas in there. I hope you like it! Sorry it took me forever lmao

Summary: You confess to Ateez and they are surprised (but relieved) because they had thought another member was your bias. 

Hongjoong:

Joongiieeeeeeeeeee

Sweetheart

SO nervous to tell you he likes you

He sits you down in an empty room so the guys won’t interrupt

His hands are shaking

As soon as you sit down he’s rambling

stuttering a lot

trying his best to keep his cool but failing miserably

now you’re nervous bc you don’t know why he wanted to talk in the first place

you’re brain is like “he’s gonna tell you he doesn’t want to be your friend” or summ

so all of a sudden you’re just like “JOONGIE I LIKE YOU”

and he shuts right up

he :o

You’re so worried that you just messed up your entire friendship but you really wanted him to cut to the chase and it just popped out

Then he starts smiling

kinda creepy bc he still hasn’t said anything

when he finally snaps out of it he’s yelling

OMG OMG OMG ME TOOOOOO

and he’s squishing your cheeks and giving you Eskimo kisses aw

but then he stops and you’re blushing like crazy

and he blurts “thought you liked Mingi but ill TAKE IT”

“Well I do but like….not like that…”

He’s smiling and asking you so many questions bc he wants to know your comfort level and boundaries and everything before you guys even make it official

just a happy baby and is so excited to be with you 

Seonghwa:

Honestly with him, it’s an accident

one day you’re hanging out like normal

but you cannot stop staring (but I cant blame you)

He catches you and he blushhhhh

You smile, but he’s so dreamy you’re kind of out of it honestly

And it just comes out

“I like you, Seongie”

Whoops

Takes you a minute to register what you even said, but his eyes are huge

he’s like excusez-mhwa (lol see what I did) I thought you liked Wooyoung

And you get this weird burst of confidence, like since it’s already out there

and you repeat yourself

“I literally just said I liked you”

Then he smiles super big 

moves towards you super quick

Kisses you straight out the gate no question

When he finally pulls away you’re like 

“Does that mean you like me too?”

“yes”

“good”

and he makes quick work of telling everybody bc he’s so thrilled

Yunho:

(Can you tell im loving the ears?)

Teddy bear baby

You’re doing some platonic cuddling one day and watching a movie

Probably a scary movie

And every once in a while you hide your face in his chest bc it’s too scary

and he’s so endeared

you’re like I need someone to protect me (but he misses that very obvious flirtation)

“Lemme get jongho”

DUMBASS

and you straight up tell him no

“Why not I thought you like him”

“Want you to protect me”

Yunho just blank-face stares at you

totally not getting it

Would never imagine you could like him over jongho

poor baby doesn’t know his worth

So you just tell him like, homie, I like you come cuddle

He smiles so big “OOOhhhhhh”

Jumps back into cuddles without argument

mumbling into your hair about how much he likes you too and how long he’s been waiting to tell you and thank god you don’t like jongho and AHHHH

“shut up im still tryna watch the movie”

straight up turns the TV off 

cheeseball force-cuddles you for the rest of your life while simultaneously texting the group chat like “guess who just confessed!!!!”

the guys text back like “ey you finally did it?”

“me? no y/n”

Yeosang:

the day you resolve to tell him you like him ends up being a day where he’s super tired

so when you tell him you like him he cant even register what just happened

“what” x60

and then he figures it out and he’s like “oh ditto just thought you were crushing on Hongjoong)”

DITTO?! you totally ignore the hongjoong comment bc…. YOUR CRUSH LIKES YOU BACK 

you’re excited now and he’s trying so hard to match your energy but poor baby just cant right now

“since you’re my girlfriend now can we cuddle”

Duh, who would say no to that?

And then you’re cuddling and he’s half asleep on you and you’re so excited and fidgety

He keeps waking up to pinch you so you’ll stay still

like “SORRY IM SO FULL OF LOVE”

and he’s giggling

He is genuinely happy but he’s so sleepy

so he just squeezes you too him as hard as he can being that tired

and you eventually calm down enough to stay still

and he’s like thank god

“if you’re like this every time im trying to sleep im breaking up with you”

“ALREADY?!”

San:

Since he’s typically super high energy and hyper its really hard for you to get him to chill out long enough to confess

but when he sees that you’re really nervous he gets super worried about you bc he cute like that

and he’s fussing over you

feeling your forehead and holding your hands and offering to get you water and making you sit down

“SAN CHILL IM JUST NERVOUS BC I LIKE YOU”

big ol’ gasp

“but what about Yunho”

Boy what are you talking about

“you like him”

No, you

Really?

SAN DO YOU WANT TO BE WITH ME OR NOT

“oh for sure”

Big cheesin’

Kisses all over your face and then runs to find the guys

screaming the whole time

Mingi:

The day you tell him you’re just hanging out with the members

and you’re all watching different music videos for fun and just being excited about the stuff you love together

and one of their videos pops up in the queue and you’re LIKE SEONGHWAAAAAAAAAAA (just bc he’s your buddy and you wanna hype him”

Mingi is pouting already

obviously he loves his hyung but like hey

Mingi’s bitter “what does he have that I don’t…I have stuff he doesn’t: im taller….”

And obviously you hear his mumbling 

and you just give him kissy on his cheek

He’s so surprised

then he shows up in the music video and you flip out even more just to prove you like him

and he gets the message and does that laugh

WAHAHAHA

ya know the one

and he grabs you and your back is pressed to his chest and he’s kissing the top of your head repeatedly

the guys finally yell at you to stop or leave like aint nobody tryna see that

so you guys take their advice and scoot for Date #1

Wooyoung:

you didn’t actually tell wooyoung that you liked him

you were telling your friend over the phone and he overheard you

nosy fool

but as soon as he hears you gushing he stops to listen

fully thinking that you’re talking about San

but then he hears his name and he screams “ME?!”

and runs to scoop you up and spins you so fast you drop your phone

then he picks it up and tells your friend byebye

gives you smooches all over your face not realizing that you’re literally dying of embarrassment 

he literally just heard you whining about how bad you wanna kiss him and being super mushy and gross 

Wooyoung does not care, he’s just relieved that you like him too

“we’re dating now”

kisses you on the lips for a little then he’s like “CAN I TELL EVERYONE”

and you still haven’t said anything bc you’re so shocked and embarrassed

but he doesn’t wait for you to answer he just runs out while you stand there with wide eyes and swollen lips 

Jongho:

Jongho is really shy around you already

And he thinks that you like Yeosang so he is always careful

doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable and he’s so respectful always

so when you sit super close to him one day he’s so stiff

and doesn’t want to move away bc he likes you and also doesn’t want you to be offended

but also doesnt want to do anything wrong

You sigh and you look at him

he melts

“Jonho can I tell you something”

uhoh

immediately assumes he did something wrong and tries to scoot away

but you grab his hand and he stays

“I like you”

He exhales so loud, he was holding his breath and he didn’t even know

he smiles and tells you he likes you too

but since there’s other people in the room he refuses to do anything

like he’s a romantic and he wants your first moments as an official couple to be only yours

so he takes you to another room and kisses you super soft

just so loving as soon as you tell him

cant wait to spend time with you as more than just friends 

[tomstanleyy]

happy 1st (belated) birthday sweetener!!!!!!🥺🤩can’t lie this fic is my main source of happiness so just wanna day a big fat thank you to miss @keepingupwiththeparkers for that! i feel like i’m like this fics..... godmother.....? or something like that i dunno, either way i’m definitely waaay to invested in this story but sometimes it be like that😌😌 anyway, i just wanted to say some of my fave bits and/or chapters bc i mean....... godmother duties✌🏼 (the fact i have fully claimed the title as godmother of a fan fiction is flashing neon-light sign that i am too invested but idgaf x)

the mood board is so hella sexy so that’s fun

speaking of sexy…... barista!tom in the first chapter HELLO KIND SIR

never have i ever, i mean just FUCK OFF? MAYBE? i dunno? go awaY? it’s just like there first like interaction that ISNT at the cafe and it’s so perfecto!!!!!!! him moving her out the way with his hand on her back MMMmMmmMmM and then the weird tention between them with the game OH AND when he thinks she there bc she wants to get with haz and he’s lowkey pissed off;) ugh DIVINE KATIE

lmao chance encounters, BOY!!!!!!!! his mini panic in the door way jsjsks and then like the whole viBeS i dunno!!!!!! cute!!!!! OMG and when he’s staring at her and harrison kicks him!! NOooooo!!!!! n then tom pouring his tea away just so he can see her for a minute….. the softest boy eva. it’s not up for debate

the one at the library is just like….. a classic😍 OK yano the selfie tom put on his story with messy hair and grumpy face? ya i wanna see that pls thank you. she brings him coffee and they watch MEMEZ!!!!!!!!!!! i die :( and then THEY HOLD PINKES FOR FUCKS SAKE!!!! N THEN THE LITTLEST CUTEST KISS EVER byeee byeeeeee

Wishful Thinking and Words of Wisdom… yo the convo between haz and tom in this chapter is so important to me lmaooo like there banta and shit just makes me so happy bc there not prick there just…… Dumb Boys u no? OOoohH and ofc his sex dream about her which NEEDS to be brought up again!!!!! and then him trying not to look at that little bit of skin where the blanket had ridden down and trying not to look at her pants when she moved her leg in the carrrrr!!! and the cheek kiss jsjsj!! just too good and too much crying to be done over it

The Snap is like as they said “what got it all going” lmaoooo OKAY can i just say the fact she didn’t fucking explode when he replyed with THAT photo and ‘gorgeous x’ is a miracle imo🤷‍♀️

aw omgggg Look At Me Now…… SO CUTE🥺 like it all flowed so well (so do the other chapters but this had like quite a lot of dialogue in it i think and it was just like …. smooth af) toms lol scene in the bathroom is so fucking funny to me bc i love he and his thought prosess lmao and then the Holding Hands Dilemma hahahahahah AND THE RUDE MAN WHO DIDNT SAY THANK YOU!!!! the thought of them in there little outfits walking up to the bus stop holding hands is…… too much. and then……….. the kiss…… just……. THE kiss. where he moves her hair and her lips r all sparkly and just it’s so perfect and i cry

okaY…….. Hoodie and Hormones…… they🥺 it’s just like them being all drunk and cute and when she walks up to him and he goes all 😍🤤 and his pals are all oiiiiiii lmao and there kiss at the bar 😰 nah😰 and at the end where he gives her his hoodie and like has his hand on her hip under it :(((( stop i cannot :((((

i mean………. the nineteenth hole….. katie katie KATIE!! you went HARD (so did he👀) firstly, the golf bit is so nice like them chatting away and him looking at her bum and her touching his bum oop and then like OMG him putting his hand on the headrest when he reverses lmaooooo heee!!!........ and then like…… my life changed forever🙃🙃bc i still havent recovered tbf…… there’s too much to say bc it’s all my fave part!!!! he was just so like reassuring and like safe but also like S E X Y lmaooo

awakenings….. she was a lowkey stressful one phahaha but also high key cute and sexyyyy like they wake up spooning (him squashing her) mand after weewees they have more snuggles and then…… he goes down on her and like she’s in her sexy little pj set and it’s all too much lol…… but then he suddenly HaS tO gO hOmE!!!! n then she sees Kim’s instagram and that he’s with her and DUN DUN DUN……. gonna have to wait a fucking month and a half to find out what happens🥰🥰 (i’m joking ily)

*longest month and a half of my life over* QUESTIONS AND ANWSERS!!!!!!!!! okay this was a cutie tho :((( he got his hair cut which was sad but also not bc FFH PRESS HAIR HELLO!!!! they have a little smooch and then he has boner and then she’s like NOPE HOW MANY PEOPLE WAS UR DICK IN BEFORE IT WAS IN ME HUH? but yh i do love he had a semi while they where having a deep chat lmaoo but ALSO his soft Boy was showing when he was talking about that weird date and she was playing with his hands 😭😭leave me alone. cya. OMG n then sexy times…… this was very GOOD sexy times bc it had been a while for them lol…… n then the pizza man came and then she feel asleep on him and then i stop so i can sob xxxxx

oooh deja vu!!!!!!! she was a long boy but a very good boy also, tom being a brave soul in the library lmao and then the smut was like Legendury lmao bc they went on the floor OOH and when she had already come like twice and he flipped her over like ME NOW PLS!!  it was just all in all a 100000/10 chapter rly

taste of freedom was when i feel like they got close close like THAT was when they knew they where gonna be like besties as well🥺like eating maccies in the car and then tom couldn’t come in bc he knew he would fall asleep and he had exams the next day. uwu. ooooop i loveee this smut lmao it’s just very good lol. the angles he be hitting at also where fun and spicey so ya OMG when he holds her legs down i just wanna screammmmnmmmmmm!!!!!!!!!!!!!! omg and then they have a lil nap and a cuddle :((( which was just too far and too painful for me

good vibes and good times….. she was a vibe wasn’t she (literally not even a bit funny)...... but yh like she’s pm sat on him on the sofa which is all snuggley n then smooches with his hand like in her hair and then his FACE when he finds It polite cat mode lmaoo and then he’s being a little shit when he won’t give it back to her!!!!! n then when they meet at the club they have a big hug and then they eat chips togther and she can’t stop looking at the little devil horns in his hair lnao mood tho

hOKAYY falling, falling is a cracker bc i risked my life to fights for toms blow job lmao ur welcome boy x but yes very nice kt although the phone call at the end was a bit 👀👀but they’re cool it’s all cool

erm clarity was just offensive lmao like THE SMUT was just RUDE and i’m still SAD about it quite frankly 😌 tom being all sweaty when they have the Chat and him wheeling across the floor lmao but then like the smut and him going down on her YO AND THEN ‘can i smack ur arse’ IM NOW ONE WITH THE CLOUDS!!!!! CYA!!!! aw okay but then the shower smooches and his CURLY HAIR and at the end chilling and talking about rugby when she’s playing with his hair😭noooooooooo

omg ok i just reread trial and error and Okay u KnOw i adore sleepy tom 🥺🥺 hes just so babie!!!!! her saying to him ‘early night for you then’ get the fuck out of here!!!!!!! and then the HELLO KISS I CRY!!!!! n then obvs like …. THE WHOLE SMUT YES PLS!! especially him being so comforting when she’s like not sure AND later when he’s like i’m sorry i’m tired and hungover and she’s like it’s okayyyyyy! *sobs* n then somone comes home and tom is going to explode lmao and then he like collapses her and she’s like help i can’t breathe :( and then he spoons her and has a little sleep,,,,,, it’s safe to say i’m very upset

katie….. you know my thoughts on the match but i swear i will never shut up about it lmao i’m so sorry…….. everything is so uwu like snuggle in the morning and then the sweetest sexy times EVA and then tom wanting to be invisible when her and haz are talking lmao that still cracks me up…….. and then like i take a break so i can go to the bathroom and cry 😭😭 bc babie got a booboo!!!!!!!&!& but fr ‘she’s my girlfriend’ just made me wanna yeet of a bridge stg AND THEN THE WAITING ROOM SCENE!! OFC!!!!! HELP?!?! n then the forehead kiss and then 🥺😍😍🥺🥺🥺😍🥺😍🥺😍🥺😭😭😭😭😍🥺

[kireihan]

belphegor x usako: overall headcanons

Ship name: White Rabbit

Why? Because Usako means rabbit and belphie’s animal is a cow that gives milk and there a really good milk candy called White Rabbit so

Pre-relationship Headcanons:

actually started getting closer through beel

thought she was really noisy at first and like why the fuck must she always disturb him

like yes you came here for beel stay for beel leave me alonehgfhlkdsl

despite all that, usako was persistent to friendship the grump and actually succeeded

when he heard about her crush on his twin, he got pissed for some reason and was really confused why??

then when she got rejected because beel liked sen he was really confused why was he glad???

luckily you have asmo the great and julia the all-seer to be like “lmao bitch you like her and he was in d en i a lllll

beel is like “lmao yeah you like her” and when usako came over later that day belphie felt his heart flip and he was like “damn feelings suck im going to sleep”

oop lmao

who fell in love first?

belphie obv

eventually belphie was like fuck feelings lets do what i wanna do and becomes a clingy fuck and usako is like “yay you have accepted my friendship there is no going back”

so usako would lend her lap for belphie to sleep on like platonically a ton but oh shit are these??? feelings?? >:O 

love confession happened when belphie was half asleep and mumbling nonsense ;w;

Affection Headcanons:

usako once went to belphie’s room and laid down in front of belphie and just lied there for a while it was more like 10 minutes and when he woke up he got a face full of pretty usako and almost fell out of bed in surprise

spoiler he did fall out of bed and usako was like “well shit”

so belphie did the same to get her back but he fell asleep and when usako woke up, she decided “fuck it he’s kinda warm” and snuggled up

they got yelled at by lucifer for playing hooky the whole morning and missing 3 classes

they’ll be watching a show together and belphie sits on the ground between her legs in front of the sofa and he just like,, passes out after a while because usako is playing with his hair and oop there he went,, again

on the rare occasion belphie cant sleep aka when he takes more than 5 minutes to fall asleep he will count the freckles on usako’s face and draw little patterns uwu

calls her “my little galaxy” in his mind but will never ever ever fucking admit it

is the small spoon

likes putting his head right above her boobs because it’s a good pillow and supports his neck very well

is clingy when sleepy and he’s always sleepy

usako has definitely accidentally worn something of beel’s and not belphie’s bc belphie cant be assed to sort laundry so sen and usako stop in the hallway and “is that belphie’s shirt?” “yeah,, is that bee;s?” “,,i think so...” “should we switch,,”

meanwhile beel: where is my clothes

[anakinlvvr]

Just for tonight (Mat Barzal)

request: dad!barzal where he watches his kid alone for the first time cause you want to go out with ur friends or smth, and he gets sad bc your son is a total mommys boy and only wants you when he cries?

warnings: none

a/n: i legit wrote this in under 20 mins but i needed to put something out because i’ve been busy so sorry if it’s not up to standards haha :)

Taking one last look in the mirror, you gave yourself a nod of approval before grabbing your bag and heading towards the door after receiving a text telling you the taxi was here. You spun around on your heels to face your boyfriend who held your one year old son, Noah, in his arms as he followed behind you. You were going out with a few girlfriends tonight, it was the first time in forever that you were doing so because ever since your son was born you never wanted to leave him alone. It was just your motherly instinct to be with him at all times. Mat was staying home to look after the baby, some father and son bonding time but your boyfriend was nervous because everyone knew that the little boy was a definitely a mommy’s boy so you couldn’t wait to see how that panned our during the night.

“I love you both,” you smiled and pressed a kiss to Mat’s lips before looking down at Noah. “You be good for daddy, okay?” you brushed some of his dark hair down on his soft head.

“You look beautiful,” Mat said after scanning you from head to toe, he really was a lucky man. “Now get going, me and this boy are gonna have a blast! Be safe too.”

You gave both your favourite boys another kiss before opening the door and stepping outside. “Don’t stay up too late!” you called before closing the door and running over to the taxi where your friends were waiting for you.

Mat breathed out and looked down at the baby who stared at the wooden door, probably expecting you to walk back through. “Just you and me tonight, bud.” he rubbed Noah’s back and walked towards the living room. “What should we do first, crack open a couple beers and watch some game highlights?” he joked and chuckled to himself before sitting down on the couch.

Not that long into the night, Noah started screaming and crying and Mat couldn’t seem to calm him down and it was obviously due to you not being here because he had tried everything. He tried feed him, but the plate was just pushed away and he wouldn’t drink from his bottle. Maybe he was tired? Nope, the kid didn’t want to lay down in his crib and kicked when Mat tried to put him in it. He obviously wasn’t going to call you and demand you come home, you deserved a break because you haven’t had a night out since before you were pregnant and he wanted you to have a great time. He would get through the night with the baby, he always pulled his weight around the house and helped you out when he wasn’t off at a game or practice but he wasn’t going to lie, it did upset him that he didn’t seem to have a strong bond with his baby like you had, but that didn’t make him love his son any less. He did try his best and he would continue to.

“Come on little man,” he stood in the middle of the nursery, patting Noah’s back as wet tears dropped onto his shoulder and nothing but whimpering in his ear. “Like me for one night, eh?” Mat ran a hand through his own dark hair and looked out the window.

He sighed and rocked Noah a little while he wondered why the baby wasn’t attached to him as much as he was you. Was it because of hockey? Maybe because he was away a lot of the time and so Noah didn’t really like that...no it couldn’t be. He loved being a dad though,even though he was a young father, he caught on very quite and learned as he went and made sure to make time for his son, because he loved him so much.

It was now nearing ten o’clock and you probably wouldn’t be home until early hours in the morning so Mat would just need to deal with this for a while and so he did, he let Noah play with whatever he wanted too, because the kid didn’t seem tired, so he found the iPad sitting on the coffee table and played with that most of the night, which you would probably have scolded both boys for since the baby was up late. That made Noah feel content for quite a while before he started bubbling up again when he heard your voice on the other when on the people when you called in to see how things were. You felt bad for doing so because you didn’t want to stress Mat out even more with him having to deal with a stubborn baby and told him to maybe try out him to bed again with an item on your clothing so your scent was around him.

“Please stop crying, Noah buddy,” the one year old sat on Mat’s bouncing leg as he tried to calm him down again. “Maybe I should put you down for a nap, eh because it’s way past your bedtime.” that resulted in another screaming match in the nursery because Noah didn’t want to stay in his crib. “How about I come in there with you, eh?” and with that, Mat lay your son down again with your shirt before climbing over the top of the crib and getting in as well. Hopefully this would work and get him to sleep.

The crib was strong enough to hold his weight so he could easily get in and lay down but it wasn’t big enough to fit his tall frame so he would need to make so. Noah watched his father as he sucked on his dummy as he calmed down a little, laying his sad on his dads chest and breathing out through his nose. Mat smiled and pulled a little blanket around them, hopefully this would get Noah to sleep because someone was in the crib with him.

After a few more hours of being out clubbing, you turned up at your house at two am and locked the door behind you after you entered. You weren’t drunk, you had a few drinks but you could handle alcohol and you just wanted to get back to both the loves of your life. Pulling off your jacket after dropping your bag, you hung it up on the rack and looked around the living room, it was quiet which you expected since it was way past bedtime for all three of you. You heels were the next thing to go, letting out a sigh of relief when they were finally off your feet. You weren’t used to wearing heels so they killed your feet. You then made your way towards the bedroom, putting the heels aside as you frowned, Mat wasn’t in your bed, where you did expect him to be so you made your way towards the nursery where you were in for a surprise. Pushing the door open quietly, you entered and walked up towards the crib, putting a hand over your mouth when you took in the sight in front of you. You giggled and shook your head, Mat was sound asleep with baby Noah laying right across his stomach. Both of them looked so at peace but you didn’t know how your boyfriend could feel comfortable in that tiny space but he was definitely making the most of it.

“Baby,” you whispered, reaching down and placing a hand on Mat’s face, stroking your thumb over his cheekbone. “Mathew, baby...”

You watched as his eyes fluttered open, a smile growing on his face when he seen you. “Fun night?” he grunted.

“I was missing my boys all night long. Is that comfortable in there?” you chuckled and looked at Noah. “How about you come cuddle me now?” you asked your boyfriend while carefully moving Noah from being sprawled over him.

Noah shifted slightly but didn’t wake up, he was sound asleep as Mat stepped out of the crib. Your boyfriend couldn’t help but sigh in relief, he couldn’t remember falling asleep really but Noah was finally down for the count so it was success, right?

“Don’t leave me alone again, please.” he half joked with you as you made your way out of the nursery and into the bedroom.

“Stop, he loves you babe,” you took a seat on your bed, taking Mat’s hands in yours. “I know it probably doesn’t seem like it but he does.” you tried to make your sleepy man feel better. “Now get into bed.”

You soon changed into your pyjamas and washed your face and brushed your teeth before climbing into bed beside your mam. You were happy to be home and in the arms of Mat, telling him how much you missed your son and boyfriend. You eventually fell asleep with a smile on your face as Mat played with your hair. You never wanted to leave them alone again either, here is where you would rather be.

[egoludes]

twenty four, pt. i.

note: so, this has been on my mind for a while now bc i am obsessed with anything reincarnated lovers. part ii’s already in the works since this was originally going to be a long oneshot; but i got inspired to post what’s polished because i’m excited to share and i hit a natural stopping point. shoutout to the loves @crown2heavy​, @harrytalkingatnormalspeed​, @mndes​, @mendes8123​, and @-buffysummers for all the support and excitement! please, please share your feedback - this one means a lot to me and i’d love to hear all your thoughts! count: 3.3k warnings: light smut (aka masturbation)

The sun beams overhead, summer in full swing, and they’ve made a place for themselves beneath the cover of towering trees. The meadow is far enough from town that they have the entire space to themselves, but that doesn’t keep it from feeling full. Every corner’s ripe with them ; their sweet nothings echoed through the leaves, soft laughter floating towards the sky. And when he lays his head in her lap, he lets himself fall freely into the thick of it.

Lavender and sunshine — he can’t get enough.

Her fingers trace a path through his hair, and when he presses into the touch, she lets them wander ; cheeks, mouth, throat. Being close to her is far warmer than the sun’s rays beating over them, and his shoulder shake in a content sigh. “I wish I could stay here forever."

She laughs — a chime that makes his eyes flutter open to catch it in her face. She always has that reaction when he gets suddenly sentimental. A part of him does it on purpose now, just to hear that sound. “That’s what you said at the lake, my love,” she taps the end of his nose for good measure. "Think you might have to make up your mind."

He smiles at that, eyes half-lidded from the gesture. “No need to — anywhere you are, that’s where I’ll be.” His hand reaches for hers and he tips his head to kiss the skin of her palm. “I want to stay with you forever."

He wakes up to the smell of lavender.

His first instinct is to assume it’s from the hotel — one of those air fresheners they set on a timer to keep the room fresh. But, that would be the sixth hotel, miles and countries apart, to have the same scent, and Shawn knows enough to doubt those odds.

Beside him, a side table’s scattered with his phone, a desk clock blinking red numbers, and a leather-bound notebook with a pen tucked in the spine. His hand fumbles for the latter — a regular companion in these late hours — and when he flips the table lamp on with a squint at the brightness, there’s already a melody in his head.

It starts out clumsy, the way they always do; notes and rhythms that don’t quite fit, despite his best attempt at it. But, when he thinks back to her laughter, to the love she whispers when they tangle in his thoughts, things fall into place, birthing something as warm as his dream’s sun.

Shawn settles into the groove then, tapping beats out against his thigh to keep track of the ideas coming a mile a minute. His fingers are rough against his bare skin in a sharp contrast to her touch. He misses it, despite being certain he’s never felt it outside of his own head, which spurs a yearning that makes the music come faster. More intently. It isn’t long before his guitar, with its comfortable, grounding weight, is in his lap, and his fingers move from flesh to quick chords.

His voice fills the room soon after, testing lyrics he knows he’ll change when he wakes up. For now, though, he lets them go, follows them down whatever path they choose to lead him. And when he closes his eyes on the high notes, voice cracking from lingering sleep, he can almost see her.

The song ends in a soft smile.

////

Hours later, it’s daytime — late morning, to be exact — and Shawn is in rehearsals. It’s the first one to move from small, intimate practice rooms to the actual venue, which fills him with delicious anticipation, even when it’s completely empty. Behind him, he can sense the band setting up, chattering as excitedly as he feels, but anything they’re saying comes in through static.

Because even as much as he’d like to say he’s completely focused on this, Shawn knows it isn’t quite true. How could it be?

He hasn’t stopped thinking about her since the dream.

If you could call them that at this point. That might’ve been a fair description in the beginning, but it feels reductive now ; incomplete, even. Dreams don’t follow you the way these seem to, don’t grip you the way these always do; and though he doesn’t know what he thinks of them just yet, something in his gut dares to call them memories.

But, even he knows that doesn’t make sense. Every one so far had been clearly set in the past — with horse-drawn carriages, and cottages, and those elaborate old fashions from movies he and Aaliyah would watch as kids. There’s no way he could call something like that a memory.

But, the vividness, the emotion is too palpable to ignore. He feels it even now, filling up his chest when he thinks about it, and he has to suck in a breath to keep himself steady. Proximity to his mic makes the sound echo through the stadium, carried by the silence, and he clicks his tongue to drive it home, grinning at the clear sound.

He can’t wait to hear his voice, his fans’ voices rising in here.

The musing leaves room for his first love to beckon, the urge to play just a little louder than lavender in the back corner of his thoughts. And with a final strum at his guitar, he turns towards his band, this time completely present.

“We ready, guys?”

////

By the time Shawn makes it back to his hotel, he’s completely exhausted. It’s the good kind, he thinks — the kind that leaves you satisfied with everything you’ve done for the day. But it’s still too much for his body to handle, especially when it's adjusting to the changes in time zone.

When he ducks into his room, he stays clear-headed enough to get his guitar propped up on one of the love seats — its usual spot for safekeeping. Then, he lets the tired hit, his actions getting increasingly haphazard as he tugs off his jeans, sweatshirt, and plain white tee. His socks stay on per his usual bedtime ritual; but when he crawls into bed, blankets pulled up to his shoulders, he’s asleep so fast, he never manages to get them off.

There’s a comfortable silence between them, calm that’s marked by the occasional pop and crackle from the fireplace.Their parents had expected them back in town hours ago, but a sudden snow storm made travel near impossible. So here they are instead, curled up as much for heat as they are closeness, and talking between lazy kisses.

“How much longer do you think we’ll be here?” She doesn’t ask because she wants to go. Rather, this is the only place she wants to be, and if she had it her way, she would stay there forever, right here intertwined with him.

It’s a sentiment Shawn shares, if the way he can’t keep to himself is any indication. Even his answer to her question finds a place against her, words muffled as he sponges lips against her shoulder. “Hmm.. who knows?” He only means to kiss what he can see, but once he's started, he can’t stop — he’s a glutton, he’ll admit it -- and he nudges her dress down at the top of her arm, nipping at the skin he exposes along the way. “The storm seems quite bad.”

He’s only kissing along her arm; but, when they haven’t been intimate in a few days, it’s enough to leave her winded, dazed. Her eyes flutter shut and she lets her body shift to give him more room to move.

Shawn takes her up on it gladly, a hand moving to her tummy to keep her close as he dips to nibble underneath her ear. The sound it gets from her — an intoxicating purr — earns one right back from him that eventually turns back into him speaking against her skin. “I don’t know if I can complain, though….I’ve wanted you to myself for days now.”

He confesses with hips inching forward, settling him squarely against her backside. The contact makes them both shiver despite the blankets surrounding them, and she’s the first to cross the threshold, fingers feeling for his hand to guide it down, down, down between her legs. Shawn sucks in a breath that’s as anticipant as it is hungry, and he lets his hazel eyes follow to watch his fingers disappear.

When they make contact, he moans, loud against her ear, and she tips her head back to find his chest.

“Suppose I can’t make you wait any longer then, love."

When he wakes up from this dream, the sun is in his eyes. It takes him a minute to come out of his sleep completely, a bare arm moving to shield his face, and a couple more to process the throbbing below his waist.

It’s been a long time since he’s had anything resembling a wet dream, but it makes sense that she’d make it happen. A glance to his left lets him know it’s just past seven-thirty, meaning he’s nearly twenty minutes ahead of his alarm and an hour away from needing to be anywhere important. The thought of it makes him let out an indignant groan— he could always use the extra sleep — but the sound melts into something breathy when he shifts and ends up rocking into the mattress.

He’s worked up, very much so, but he doesn’t move to do anything about it at first. Instead, Shawn rolls onto his back, eyes taking in the ceiling’s moldings with a sleepy, but thoughtful glance. The dreams are getting more intense these days, doing more to his mind and body each night he has them. He wonders how long it’ll go on for, not to mention what’d caused them in the first place; but the more he racks his mind to even guess at an answer, the more nothing he seems to find.

The cycle is absolutely dizzying, especially at this time of day; so, he decides to stop thinking about it - he can worry about it later. Right now, his body is aching and he knows he’ll be useless, starting the day without some relief. His body moves with a sigh as he relaxes against the bed and lets a hand dance down, down, down over his stomach until it settles inside his underwear. His touches don’t have much purpose at first, lazy swipes of his fingertips over his cock; but when those become too much and too little, he thumbs at the tip — a final tease — before wrapping his fingers around himself and starting deliberate strokes.

Once he does that, it doesn’t take long. His hips jerk with each touch that takes him closer to climax and his face gets rosy pink fast, a compliment to the part of his lips and the way his lashes fan over his cheeks.

When he cums, it’s with her name on his tongue.

////

The first show of tour is so close, he can taste it. From where he is backstage, Shawn hears the opening of Alessia’s second-to-last song and the screams that follow make his heart soar. He’s been waiting for this for months, a couple hundred days of excitement and nerves that’ve all led him here.

He’s pacing as his team rushes around him, doing final checks to set pieces, instruments, sound tech. Even he’s being worked on a little bit more, Tiffany’s gaze on his back as she considers, if only briefly, switching him into another jacket. In all the madness, he hasn’t thought about his dreams, or her, since the morning — rare these days — and there’s a part of him that feels bad about that. As if he’s doing her an injustice trying to push her to the back of his mind.

But, that’s the way Shawn is when it comes to this — all in, all consumed from the moment he’s dressed for a show until he’s done and in bed, the crowd’s roar ringing in his ears. It makes it easy to quiet the unease when he hears the last song from Alessia die down and his name get called from behind him.

It’s time.

The minutes that come next are a blur of hands clapping him on the shoulder and well-wishes as he jogs past. His guitar feels heavier than usual when he’s holding it beneath the stage, waiting for his cue; but the weight is everything, sending shivers up his spine the closer it gets. He’s missed this more than he can say; and when he rises, finally, to everyone’s view, the energy is immediate, drawing him to the mic in long strides that ooze confidence.

There aren’t many places that he can definitively say he belongs, but this — this is at the top of the list.

////

He’s five songs in when it happens.

It's the transition into Mutual, the point where he gets the crowd to sing as he gets his guitar back around him. They’re loud, wonderfully so, and the response has Shawn buzzing with cheeks flushed in gratitude. He’d thought so much about what it would feel like to have fans singing these new songs back to him and he’s searching every face when he joins in, loving their reactions.

The front row has some especially dedicated singers, each hoping that the louder they scream, the more likely he is to notice them. And they aren’t exactly wrong — they’re the first ones he sees when he asks them to scream it out and they’re the ones he looks to to gauge the energy in the room.

Right now, it’s all perfect chaos, a mix of tears, and smiles, and mouths in permanent circles as they shout for him. Each person he looks at gives him some variation of it, making him more and more pleased.

And then there’s her.

She gets his attention at first because she’s the exception to the rule; the smile on her face impressed, but calmly so. And where everyone else is waving their hands to draw his eyes, she has them moving to the rhythm, dancing without a purpose as she sings along. The person next to her moves with and against her, clearly a companion, and they turn to sing to each other, not caring about anyone else in the room.

Not even the man on stage who’s come to a standstill because the girl from his dreams is dancing a few feet away.

He's wondered what this moment would be like. Most of his guesses, admittedly, had been like something from a movie: romantic and cliche where she sees him, and he sees her, and they run into each other’s arms at the same time. But, now that it’s here, all Shawn has to offer is a head that’s gone blank and eyes set wide. It doesn’t make sense that a stranger should impact him so much; so, he tries not to let her —- to look anywhere else, or feel something that isn’t the way his heart’s swelled so much, he’s certain it’ll burst. But, he realizes quickly that he’s fucked —  the only things he can see right now are the sway of her hips and the curve of her throat when she tosses her head back to sing.

He doesn’t notice he’s stopped singing until the expressions in the front row go from energetic to confused, hers included. Behind him, his band keeps playing, but he can feel their equally concerned stares burning a hole in his back. The attention is enough to snap him out of it and Shawn recovers, smiling, with a high note that eases everyone in a hurry.

The song ends smoothly after that, as though his pause had never happened; and the second he has a chance to breathe, he’s off stage looking for anyone that can help. Jake ends up being the first person he finds, and there’s worry in the older man's eyes, brought on by Shawn leaving the stage so suddenly. There’s a pang of guilt at that —- he suspects that won’t be the last time tonight that his actions raise a couple questions. But, Shawn’s too frantic to think about it for long; judging by the screams growing in size, he only has time to gasp out a few words — "Girl, near the front, white t-shirt — ask her to wait at the end. Please.” — before he’s running back.

Somehow, Jake’s as confused as he’d been before the explanation, if not more — that description is generic at best — but if Shawn notices, he isn’t worried. He knows he’ll still try to do what he asks.

The rest of the night, he’s consumed by her, his eyes drawn back to her spot in the crowd on every song. He still can’t believe she’s real, let alone singing his songs to him in a stadium of thousands. He wishes he were close enough to hear what she sounded like, screaming his lyrics like that; but if his dreams are to be believed at all, he has a guess that keeps him smiling.

It’s obvious that she doesn’t recognize him, not in the way he does her. But, the adoration in her eyes as a fan is a good start, more intoxicating than any praise Shawn’s ever gotten. He wants to know how long she’s followed him, if he’s making her as proud tonight as he hopes he is. Which only turns into wanting to impress her, and he plays harder, faster than he ever has in his life. Everyone in the stadium loses it, assuming it’s his excitement making his energy run so high. Half-true, he supposes.

Before long, the show starts to draw to a close, and Shawn can hardly believe it. He gets antsy, not wanting this - his time with her and them - to end so quickly. Adrenaline and panic swirl fast then, and he’s out in the crowd before anyone can stop him, dashing along the barriers. He gives everyone attention -- in hugs, in held hands, in kisses blown at random. But when he comes to her, he reaches in more deliberately, hoping she’ll do what most do and reach back to touch him. Nerves seem to get a hold on her, though, her body tensing at his sudden closeness, and that second’s hesitation is all it takes for everyone else to latch onto his arm.

She makes do with whoops and applause instead, making no move forward despite all his hoping. It makes him want to reach out further, for her specifically, and feel her face in his palms like he had before the kisses in his dreams. But, there’s no shutting out the eyes and hands already on him, and he’s pulled out of thoughts of her as quickly as he’d gone in.

For a second, Shawn’s at a loss, a million calls for her attention to choose from and nowhere near enough time to decide. His eyes dart over her face in rapid-fire calculation before, all at once,he’s smiling ---- soft, private, and just for her. It’s different than any other expression he’s made tonight and he can see something flashing in her eyes that lets him know that she realizes it. That, even if she doesn’t see what he does, know what he does, she’s seeing this much.

It’s enough for him, for now at least, and he waits for her to look away before conceding to Jake’s stern tugs back onto the stage. He gives a final bow at the center of it, bent forward for as long as he can to soak in every scream. And when he straightens, he’s stock still, honey eyes narrow and focused until the lights cut out.

Her face is the last one he sees.

taglist: @sinplisticshawn

[notwxrriors]

aws getting punished but otto and geoff have to go out of town for a while so he has to film the edging for the week and send it to the gc as proof and it’s so embarrassing but it makes him blush so hard. and one day he decided to ride a dildo and he’s moaning out their names with his whole fucking chest and he probably cries when he doesn’t cum. but one night he’s sleepy and just rides a pillow and he’s whining softly and hugging the pillow and when he’s done he’s flushed and goes “come home”

:((

u KNOW geoff, wherever they are, is like "oh otto, we should let him cum :( he's been so good, he deserves it." right after he sees that video. otto shakes his head, reminding geoff that he only has a few days to go, pretty sure he can make it

geoff ends up watching the video again, just to hear awsten's little tiny" come home" at the very end. he looks so sweet in the video, in a big shirt that geoff recognizes as one of his own, his cheek smushed against the pillow, looking sleepily at his phone right before he says it, the video ending. geoff misses him so bad and it's only been a few days 

which brings me to ask pt 2: "i’m the punishment pp anon. what if after the pillow one he gets a ft from geoff bc geoff feels Bad. aws starts crying really hard bc he misses his boyfs and he also really needs to cum and he’s just really overwhelmed. and maybe otto is out doing something so it’s just them and geoff is comforting aws and telling him they’ll be home soon, he’s so brave and such a good boy, obeying otto like that. and aws is sniffly but kinda smily and half asleep, but still says he loves him before they hang up"

geoff gives him a call that morning while otto's out and it wakes aws up even tho he tries to act like it didn't. but he looks all sleepy, his voice still soft, eyes lidded as he smiles at geoff. it only takes a lil bit of conversation before aws is in tears though, telling geoff how much he misses him and geoff, it's so hard without them there. 

geoff nods n tells him he knows how he feels, but it's okay! they'll be back soon, just a few more days. awsten sniffles and nods, wiping his eyes as geoff gives him soft praise for being so good while they're gone, telling him how proud otto is, too. that gets aws to perk up a bit, knowing he's pleasing otto, too, n he feels a lil bit better. they exchange goodbyes and i love yous before geoff hangs up, and geoff can't stop smiling for awhile afterwards 

[jin-was-here-2]

Ship Questions: McReigns Edition 2

Who In Your Ship:

drives when they go on road trips? do they switch at the halfway point? does one drive there and the other drive back?

It's who ever's less tired or just wants to. It's one of those things they just have to do and want to be over and done with.

Roman is a radio hog no matter if he's the one driving or not.

looks over the menu for fifteen minutes before ordering the same thing they order EVERYWHERE they go? does the other half of your ship get annoyed by this, or do they find it endearing?

Roman's a foodie; he likes to know what all his options are. But a lot of the time he also wants to get something he knows he'll like. Drew finds it annoyingly endearing.

is more likely to get arrested?

...Drew. ...Just... sometimes certain types of people can really set him off and he gets a little... well, psycho. Great for in the ring... not so much in public.

is afraid of rollercoasters? does the other half of your ship try and convince them to face the fear, or do they take a softer approach and not push them at all?

Roman's not big on heights and crazy rides. Prefers the slower stuff. He can actually enjoy those and have fun. Rollercoasters aren't really Drew's thing either way, but he had fun goading Roman on to one once.

"C'mooon. You'll go against anyone and anything in the ring, but a little bumping does you in, Big Dog?"

"First of all, that isn't ''a little'' anything. Second, fine. But if I die I'm coming back to haunt you."

"Pffff. Noted."

shows up at home with a dog unannounced despite the fact they’ve already got three/four/however many pets?

Roman. He loves animals. Especially Dogs. (So do his brothers Seth and Dean. They're all bad influences for each other. When it comes to them.) So what if they already have a pomeranian, two chihuahuas, and a house cat? What's one more cute and fluffy family member? I mean really?

It drives Drew up the wall, because the only one he can really tolerate is the cat (They have a shared understanding of each other) and they always have people coming to their door looking for their bloody animals.

demands that they do date night? does the other person complain or do they go with it just to see the excited look on their partners face?

Roman. He's a total romantic. Mostly for the little shows of it. So the big things aren't something he needs all the time or even often. But there are times when the big ones go a long way with him.

Like they go out a lot, to just be together, however they don't really call them dates. It's just mutually nice. But sometimes Roman's bit by a love bug and wants a date date. And Drew obliges to keep the bf happy because he wants the bf happy.

is the clumsy one whose always tripping up flights of stairs or over their own feet? does it stress the other half of your ship out or do they find it hilarious?

Neither one is really clumsy. In fact, for two behemoths, they're suprising graceful.

*picks the music when they’re in the car? does the other complain about their taste in music?

insists on paying for everything when they’re out? do they fight about it?

Neither one really cares, but sometimes Drew takes it upon himself to be a little annoying. And then Roman will do the same next time to get him back for being a tit.

is the one to quietly suggest they get high together for the first time? how does the other half of your ship react?

Oh man. Well seeing as he has a nice plug in Dean and Renee, Roman. Drew dosen't have anything against it he just happens to not do it. And Roman wanted to see him high sooooooo baaad.

is secretly terrified of horror movies and yet watches them all the time bc its something the other half of your ship loves?

Roman, 'cause Drew likes a good scary movie. And it gives him a reason to curl up to him for comfort. (Which is also why Drew picks them in the first place a lot of the time.) Roman's ok with monster movies; you can physically fight monsters. It's the supernatural stuff that messes with him.

talks in their sleep? does their partner record it and call them out, or not tell them and keep it as a secret so they can keep enjoying it?

Roman talks in his sleep. Mostly loving on his brothers, pets, or Drew in his sleep. Drew secretly loves it. It's pure and soft and for his eyes only. Especially when there are little moans mixed in. He has started something more than once, kissing Roman awake once he heard those.

brings up the conversation of marriage + babies? how does the conversation go?

Roman wants allllll the kids ok. He has too much big dad energy to not want kids. It as to go somewhere. It'd be a long while before they have that conversation though. And Drew's gonna be caught off guard by it no matter when.

has to pull the other back by their back of their sweater when they try and do something stupid in public?

Both have had to. For trying to fight idiots in public. Roman more so 'cause Drew has like zero patience for people's bullshit.

is more likely to pick the other up from the airport with an obnoxiously large cardboard sign? what does the sign say?

YES. It's a dumb joke between them at this point.

Some of Roman's:

"You're evil cat has locked me out the bedroom. So now you're in the dog house. >:c"

"Looking for a tall unapproachable scary man. I'm very worried."

Some of Drew's:

"Here for The Big... Puppy. c:<"

"Looking for my lover. He's big, friendly, and will follow you if you give him food. I'm very not worried."

tries to cook a meal and accidentally almost burns the house down?

Drew. Poor man. Roman will never let him live it down. ...But I mean who burns spaghetti that bad?????

deliberately makes a squeaky chair squeak until the other person flips out?

Roman, 'cause he likes to push Drew's buttons every chance he gets. Rile him up. He thinks he's hot when he's annoyed. ...Especially at him.

falls asleep no matter what position they’re in + needs to be carried to bed?

Roman. He's a very sleepy boy.

They'll be watching a movie in the living room and Drew'll spot him nodding off.

"You better not be falling asleep. I am not carrying you to bed."

"Mmm.....zzzzzzz."

But then he dose. 'Cause he loooove hiiiimmmm.

is the little spoon when they cuddle?

Roman. Uhhhh he's baby??? And Drew pretty much makes sure of it for the most part. But there are times where Roman will snuggle up behind Drew and it's nice.

hates thunderstorms and needs to be comforted for the duration?

Neither one. Storms are whatever.

brings the other breakfast in bed? is it a proper cooked breakfast - or just an old muffin?

Both on occasions. Roman goes all out with a proper home cooked breakfast. Drew was very dimple-y that morning.

Drew went with pre-packaged muffins and yogurt. And Roman was just as touched by it.

convinces the other to go on a hike? do they love it, or are they absolutely miserable?

Drew, but it depends. They both like working out but Roman can be a little lazy or in a mood about it. But by the end he'd have had a good time.

uses emojis in replace of words? does it drive the other person insane?

Roman loves emojis. More so when he finds out Drew hates excessive use of them. It got so bad Drew gave him a limit. No more than two per paragraph or "bad things will happen".

can never admit they’re wrong?

They both have their moments.

lets the dog sleep on the bed when the other isn’t paying attention?

Roman. Everytime he's caught Drew throws a mighty fit. But like the dogs are super cute????? And he wants to be close to them?????

who decorates their house? does the other come home and blink at all the pastel pink and force a smile despite how much they hate it?

Roman's more decorative, but nothing so extreme that Drew hates it. Actually Drew is the one with this lounge chair that's so god-awful that Roman would like to see it burned

is more likely to get into a fight to defend the other?

Drew. It's actually how he realized he was catching feelings for Roman? And Roman highkey likes seeing himself being fought over.

is constantly spewing random facts about absolutely anything and everything? does it annoy the other person or do they find it all interesting?

Drew, and Roman finds it very interesting at times.

is the lovey dovey drunk?

Roman. He gets very touchy-feely. Like more so than usual.

laughs at their own jokes? does the other laugh at the joke… or at their partner?

When the joke or comeback is at the other's expense they laugh at their own joke. It's a hit or miss whether the other laughs at the joke or not.

is competitive about EVERYTHING?

Both. They really bring out the competitiveness out of each other.

apologises first when they have a fight?

Roman. He doesn't like when things aren't ok for too long.

makes the other a flower crown? does the other wear it without complaint or beg not to be embarrassed?

Drew wouldn't be caught dead making or wearing a flower crown.

is more likely to put their fist through a wall when they’re angry?

Either one. As long as it's not their wall. Roman expecially has too much pride in the house .

sends the other memes despite the fact they’re laying in bed next to each other?

Roman. He forgets 'cause Drew, Dean, and Seth are the usual ones he sends things he thinks are funny.

wears the others clothes the most?

Roman. 'Cause he can wear Drew's tops and bottoms. But they basically share pants at this point.

pranks the other on a near constant basis? how does the other react?

They drive each other nuts with how much they mess with each other, already. Only a few times has it turned into a full-blown Prank War. Which Roman is really good at 'cause uhhhh Dean. Drew knows he can't win.

comes up with obnoxiously sappy pet names for the other just to watch them roll their eyes?

Drew. He loves throwing up sarcastic sickeningly sweet pet names. He knows how they sound coming from someone like him. And sometimes he'll say them close to Roman's ear just to see him squirm.

forgets their anniversary

Neither. But we're talking about the big ones.

Roman likes to keep track of the little ones. Ya know, just to think about and reminisce.

is impulsive and makes big choices for them without stopping to think through what it all means?

...Drew. It's something they really have to work on because it has caused a lot of fights. He just gets in these moods sometimes where he "thinks he knows best, and if you don't agree well then that's too damn bad". Roman's used to group compromise. So that kind of attitude get's right up Roman's nose, and he's too strong willed himself to deal with it so they clash.

writes cute messages for the other on the bathroom mirror when they have a shower?

Roman. He'll be brushing his teeth and'll spot the mirror steaming back up from Drew showering and'll write something short and sweet like "love you ♡". And

Then while he's getting dressed Drew'll hug him and kiss his on the head. "You're cute."

has to do the dishes because the other gags any time they stick their hands in the water?

Can I just take the time to say I loathe nasty ass dish water.

Neither really. But Drew really ain't about that life. "We have a dishwasher for a reason."

jumps into the pool without testing the temperature, and who dips their toes in first?

Roman cannonballs without a second thought. He's so used to water. Drew prefers to test it first.

tries to kill bugs in the house… and which one stops them and gets the bug out of the house alive and well?

If there's a bug it needs to go. Preferably with Drew dealing with it.

can speak a second/third/forth language and uses it to annoy the other when they’re fighting?

Neither? If they do they don't annoy each other with it.

says i love you first? does the other immediately say it back?

It was surprisingly Drew. When they weren't at all together or even that friendly with each other but were sleeping together fairly regularly. ...It was a very confusing time. And something that had been bubbling up for awhile.

wins when they arm wrestle?

Ooooo. Oooooooooooo. They're 2-3 'cause Drew just broke the tie. But that's ok. Soon.

gets caught singing some old, corny one direction song to themselves?

Usually it's Roman. But everyone has had What Makes You Beautiful stuck in their head. Everyone. Even big ol' scary Drew.

"...Ar- Are you singing‐?"

"NO."

is forever forcing the other to take selfies with them? does the other person complain every time?

Drew don't do selfies. Or at least not often. Roman doesn't either but they're fun with other people. Drew complains a lot but he does it in the end.

shows up at the others house with chinese food + a six pack of beer when they’re having a bad day?

Roman. Beer and food make everything better.

sends the cheesy good morning/night texts?

When they were apart Roman would always send good night texts. Later on Drew would send morning ones when ever they're apart.

can never admit that they were wrong?

Drew has his moments.

suggests they send out a christmas card together? does the other go for it, or question when they turned into old people?

Roman saw it in movie one year and suggested it. Half for as joke and half because he really wanted to. It'd be funny. ...Nice, maybe? Drew definitely asked when they turned into old people.

is a morning person and who pulls the covers up over their head and begs for five more minutes?

Roman likes his "beauty sleep" and sleepin' in. Hates being woken up. Drew just likes to get his day started.

is constantly insisting they won’t need a jacket before they go out… and then has to steal the others when they get cold?

Oh my god, Drew is the worst with this. It's always, "ahh, I'll be fine". But then not that long into whatever they're doing he'll sit and act like he's not cold, and Roman'll roll his eyes and pass him the extra jacket he brought.

is a smoker and has to deal with the other forever showing them gross photos to try and convince them to quit?

Neither. Ok, occasionally Roman does some jesus cabbage with the boys. Drew dosen't get that hung up over it.

decides they need to go on a health binge and throws out all the sugary food in the house? how does the other react?

Drew did. Once. And never again after. Roman had kittens he was so mad.

holds all the important documents when they’re travelling? why?

Roman. Drew likes to think he can remember everything. He can't.

hates flying? how does the other help them relax before/during/after a flight?

They've done it so much it ain't anything nothing to either.

is more likely to suggest a lil fool around in the bathrooms at a club? how does the other react?

They're both fond of jumping each other in uncompromising places. Especially in the beginning when they were just fooling around with each other.

plans a night of board games for date night, and who plans a romantic dinner at a fancy restaurant?

When they do do date dates. It's because Drew knows Roman wants one. And good food goes a long way. But when they want something chill either one pulls out board games.

cries watching the news?

They don't watch the news. Or at least mainstream versions of it.

teases the other one for having a crush on them… despite the fact they’ve been dating for a year?

Roman. Mostly when Drew does something extra soft towards him.

believes in aliens?

Drew. Roman doesn't think much of it. Or it kinda freaks him out if he thinks to much about it. The rare times they're all together and Dean and Drew aren't at each other throats, it's because they're talking about spoopy stuff like that. Roman is amazed every time.

is constantly leaving the lights on in every room in the house?

Neither.

rocks the seat on the ferris wheel?

Drew would have had to really talk him on to it in the first place; he wouldn't be that mean. Maybe Drew would have at the beginning though, when they were enemies with benefits but was just starting to turn into something else.

is a terrible liar?

Ro can't lie to people he cares about to save his life. Baby feels soooo bad. And it's so visible.

is always reading the other their star sign despite the fact they don’t believe in any of it?

Drew. Everytime he sees it in s magazine. He thinks it's absolutely ridiculous how they say something different every time. How many meaning can they have? I mean really.

who panics when mercury goes into retrograde?

Neither even knows what that really means.

insists they watch documentaries to broaden their knowledge?

Drew. But then he'll see one that's wrestling related and they'll end up watching that.

is constantly renovating part of their house but not finishing one thing before moving on to the next?

They aren't home enough for multiple projects. So they'll have one that'll last longer than it'd usually need to take.

uses all the hot water?

ROMAN. It's why Drew is is extra pissy when they have to get up but he doesn't get to the shower fast enough.

"It's all that blood hair you have!"

is the shower person? whose the bath person?

They both like shower. They're quick and they have places to be. But when they have the time Roman suggests a nice long soak together. Helps with soreness sometimes.

is most likely to be unfaithful?

Neither. But if we're looking for angst... Roman might... accidentally... fool around with Dean... or Seth... or something. Maybe there was some pinning on one of there sides. But they were supposed to be just bros. They had some drinks and it just happened? I don't know but drama. Angst.

Bonus:

what is your otps song?

The Mighty Fall In Love by Fall Out Boy

do their families approve of the relationship? why/why not?

Yeah. I like to think everyone's chill. But there's always room for angst there.

whose friends do they hang out with more?

Roman's. Drew don't really have friend friends.

what do they do on their first date? did they have a first date, or did they just sort of… start dating?

Being together just sort of came up and bit them in the ass. They have no idea how or when it happened but they have allll the feelings now so fuck it.

what is their favorite way to spend the holidays? do they go to one of their families houses? or do they create their own tradition by staying in bed listening to christmas music and getting drunk?

They either go to each other's families, their friend's, or just have a little thing for themselves. Roman has a ball cooking special things for them.

what do they name their dog? do the give it a super boring name like allen - or do they name it something like bubblegum princess?

Roman named his pomeranian Tiger, and his chihuahua Tiny and his smaller chihuahua Mini. He baby talks to him a lot.

Drew is just as bad with his two black cats. He just refuses to admit it. He named them Max and Monty.

Y'all I'm bad with names. I donno.

how do they handle emergencies? does one of them crack under the pressure - or do they bicker because they both need to be in control?

They both have a strong need to control things. And it's amplified when things go wrong so they clash there at times too.

how did they meet? were they immediately drawn to each other?

Instant mutual dislike. But strangely attracted.

what do they fight about the most? how do they resolve their fights?

Control. They're both so stubborn and strong willed it causes a lot of friction at times.

Or Drew's refusal to get along with Dean and vice versa.

Inspo (x) 

[yuhenglesbian]

Stargazing With Nex7

pt. 1 || pt. 2

I actually was doing this was a friend but it came out well and so here we go. If you have requests for other trainees, send them via asks? I didn't really plan on posting these initially so I don't have other trainees thought out

Zhu Zhengting

He'd probably not be really into it? But he'd oblige bc you're excited about it.

Like not a single complaint

He'd pack you guys food also. Ofc by "you guys" I mean him but he'll share

After a while when you've pointed a few constellations he'd really enjoy it too because

"WOAAAHH I DIDN'T KNOW YOU KNEW SO MUCH ABOUT STARS!"

Would definitely try to make moves on you. Like extremely cliche stuff like yawning to put his arm around your shoulders

But he'd cringe himself out of it just moments before he succeeded.

Then he'd bury his face in your shoulder because he was hardly subtle about it and you're laughing

Don't laugh @ him poor baby

Would definitely want to go back after a while bc he's tired from all the running around he does

"Why do you even want to see stars? I'm the only star you need to see"

"Shut up Zhengting"

Would probably fall asleep on your shoulder if he was too exhausted

And then complain the next morning about how he missed his skin care routine bc of you

Unless he's carried his face masks along. That's more likely

Skin Care Routine Under the Open Skies; s1e1 starring yours truly

But like definitely go back after a while. The baby needs sleep

You're the baby of course. It's past 12 am and you definitely need sleep so does he but he won't admit it so soon

He'd carry you back if that's what it takes

He'd probably promise you another stargazing date instead

Very sweet of him. He'll deliver 110%

Bi Wenjun

He'd actually be pretty into it I feel

Like just so excited. He'd probably plan out everything with you and read about it

But like he's too fidgety to stay interested for a very long time (why are all the Yuehua boys fidgety what is this?)

He'd probably have a bunch of pickup lines at hand

And then he'd deliver them and be all shy about it

And you'd be like pls don't be so cute bc he'd have that small side smile after he delivered his lines

He'd definitely hold you close while you were sitting

like just have you half snuggled into him with your head tucked below his shoulder

and he'd be humming to you while you looked for constellations

oh and he'd rest his head on yours while you went on about the stars bc he likes listening to your voice

which is to say he'd completely zone tf out and just smile at how excited you are

and you'd notice and be like "did you even listen to what I said?" and

he'd probably narrate the whole thing to you

you'd both probably fall asleep while stargazing

Because he'd be too in love to say that he's tired and you're too excited

If he woke up later he'd probably pick you up and take you back and tuck you in and then sleep on the couch

good luck picking out all the grass from your hair in the morning

Ding Zeren

He'd probably be really into it for a while bc you'd be so excited about it he'd get hyped up

And then he'd get really tired of it after an hour or something and just stop to look at you instead bc you're so into it

And when you notice you'd be like ?????

And he's all "nothing the stars are really pretty" but like he's looking right at you

And then he'd just smile with those cute little dimples

Also he'd keep distracting you with absolutely childish pranks

Like tapping your shoulder. He's a baby and an attention seeking on at that

But like good luck getting mad at him when he smiles at you

Also expect a lot of kisses if you don't give him attention every five minutes

"Look that's Orion!" "Look at how beautiful I am"

"Why are you like this?"

He'd have so many silly impromptu pick up lines to get you to pay attention to him

It'll probably last like 2 hours before he's whined enough for you to agree to go back

And then he'll expect cuddling because

"I spent two hours with you watching stars. I deserve a reward"

Not that you guys actually got any proper star gazing done

But that's okay. He's probably given enough kisses to make up for it or so he says

Fan Chengcheng

My absolute baby boy

You'll probably have mentioned it once in passing and he'd plan out a whole date

He's a sucker for validation so please remember to thank him for it

Kisses and hugs are appreciated

Even though he's gonna say that you being happy is enough (it is but a little affection doesn't hurt)

He probably even went solo stargazing and read up on all the constellations to impress you for the date

You: "The stars are so beautiful"

Him: "You know what's more beautiful?"

He's planned out a whole compliment but say you before he delivers it and watch him blush

Once you're completely immersed in the activity he'll probably he distracted rip

So he's going to take a lot candid shots of you not that you'll ever see them because that's his secret stash

Unless you asked or he liked one so much he sends it to you immediately

The only thing he'll forget with his date plan is food so you guys have to order

But he's prepared top quality music so at least you have that while you wait for the food

Food = break from other activities. So you're not getting any star gazing done for at least 30 minutes

Make the most of it to get equally sneaky candids of him because he's going to be too immersed in the food

And then he's going to get sleepy

Because he's tired from training all day

Not that he's going to admit he's tired. You'll have to notice that yourself

He won't want to end the date though

Probably will put his head in your lap and pretend to watch the stars

Because he's actually watching you

You're the only star for him. He's too whipped.

Please pet his hair when he's on your lap. He'll love it

And it's such soft looking hair. It's a win-win.

He's going to fall asleep after a while though

So you'll have to be the Grown Up™ and make sure you guys go inside before it gets too cold

If you don't well...

Zhengting is probably going to find you guys at 2 am and get you back because he was worried about his children

[spellcastersjudgement]

okay i’m literally obsessed i need more faithshipping !!! literally any of the numbers i just neeeeeed it

okay the froot has finished her other fanfics so she finally has the time to devote to this ask bc i have a lot of feelings abt these two and i need proper time to fully dump my feelings ™ 

since this is a Dealers Choice ask i hope yall know im gonna pick the one that allows me to dump the most headcanons on yall

i know ive already done this one before for the tutor ask but!! i love this idea and im not ashamed to do it again lmao

#30: a kiss as comfort 

Yusei was not used to Akiza waking up before him, but there was a first time for everything. 

His alarm had awoken him, making him groan and roll over, feeling on the top to hit the snooze button, rolling back over, left arm searching for Akiza, wanting to bring her back against his chest and bury his face in her hair. When his arm found only an empty bed, his eyes opened a crack, looking around the dim room for her. Empty. She must’ve gone to the kitchen, which was a huge disappointment–he had another few minutes before he had to actually get up and put his work uniform on, and he would much rather spend it cuddling with his girlfriend than laying in bed alone. 

He should go down and see her, maybe spend a few minutes on the couch together before he had to leave. Pushing himself up and rubbing the sleepiness out of his eyes, the cold air of the room made him shiver, another incentive to find Akiza, warm up. 

Turning off his alarm so it wouldn’t shake the apartment, he left the bedroom. The smell of coffee greeted him, his eyes adjusting to the lights of the kitchen. His girlfriend was standing in the kitchen, staring out the window with her coffee in her hands, fully dressed and made up, her bangs braided in a crown around her head. 

That was strange. Akiza usually rolled out of bed in her nightgown. She must’ve been up a while, extricated herself from Yusei’s hold without waking him, a feat considering that he was a light sleeper. 

“Good morning, handsome,” she looked over her shoulder as he approached, lifting the steaming cup to her lips. 

“Morning,” he slid his arms around her waist, her knit cardigan warm against his bare chest and arms. 

The scene outside wasn’t terribly interesting, but Akiza was staring at the grey, cloudy buildings with such intensity Yusei wondered if he was missing something. She was tense, he could feel that from where his head rested on her shoulder, the way she was audibly swallowing, her breathing faster than normal. When he’d come in last night she’d still been awake, hunched over her laptop with her reading glasses holding her bangs back, chewing on her nails. Yusei didn’t look to see what she was doing, had only shut the computer and picked her up, teasing her for turning into a night owl like him. 

Something was bothering her, he could tell. “Missed you when I woke up, Kiki,” 

A soft laugh, a sip of coffee. “I can tell you’re not awake,” 

“Haven’t had my coffee,” he laid his hand over hers, bringing her cup to his mouth and taking a sip. She liked her coffee less sweet than he did, tipping only a bit of creamer into it. 

“You only call me Kiki when you’re half asleep,” 

“Hm, maybe I’ll have to call you that more so I won’t be so easy to read,” Yusei said. 

“I’ll have to get a nickname for you,” she said. 

“You call me handsome,” 

“That’s not a nickname, that’s an adjective,” she turned around. He loosened his hold to let her. “Even if it is true, it doesn’t count,” 

The cup between them radiated heat onto Yusei’s skin, not as warm as when Akiza had been pressed against him, but at least this way it was easier to steal the cup from her hands and drink from it. She rolled her eyes and laughed, told him to get his own cup, there was plenty left in the pot, and from the multiple coffee filters he could see in the trash can, it wasn’t the first of the morning. 

“Been awake a while?” he asked. 

She shrugged, eyes not meeting his, staring over his shoulder, anon-answer that only affirmed his feelings that something was bothering her. Nails drummed against the cup for a moment, soon back in her mouth, a habit that Carly often ragged on her about, forcibly removing her hand. Yusei closed his hand around her wrist, ignoring her annoyed glance as he kissed the back of her hand. 

“What’s wrong?” 

“Nothing. I’m just tired,” 

“You wouldn’t be so tired if you didn’t get up so early,” he teased. 

“I couldn’t sleep,” she sighed, finally meeting his eyes. Beneath the makeup he could see a tinge of purple, her normally bright eyes red and dull. Lack of sleep was an understatement if he’d ever heard one. “Got up, got some work done,” 

“How long was that?” 

“Yusei,” she muttered, moving out of his embrace to top off her coffee. “It doesn’t matter. Don’t you have work to go to?” 

“They can manage without me for a few minutes, Kiki,” he leaned against the counter, watching her move to the fridge. “Unless you want me to leave,” 

“No, Yusei–I’m sorry,” her shoulders fell. “You don’t–don’t go,” 

He watched as she stood on her tiptoes, reaching into the cabinet to retrieve a second cup. Normally he’d reach over her back and tease her about being short, but this didn’t seem like the time. Yusei Fudo would never list one of his strengths as “bedside manner,” but seeing Akiza so worked up–well her quiet, unassuming way of being upset that had developed in recent years. He’d seen her cry, scream, but that was different, over her childhood, and it seemed that after that had passed she had decided to suppress, compartmentalize. He had no interest in forcing the floodgates open, knew she wouldn’t appreciate that, but–but it was eating at him to not say anything. 

Akiza was in front of him, handing him coffee. “Time for you to wake up,” 

“Thank you,” 

She leaned against the counter next to him, laying her head on his shoulder, tracing the rim of the cup with her finger. Her hair was soft against his bare skin, tickling the slightest bit as she moved, her breath blowing across his chest. He looked down, wishing her hair was down so he could run his fingers through it but settling for an arm around her shoulders. 

“‘kiza,” he laid his cheek on her head. “What’s going on?” 

A sigh, a shake of her head, tickling his cheek. “It’s really nothing,” 

“C’mon, you can tell me,” he tightened his hold on her, running his hand up and down her upper arm, anything to make her feel comfortable enough to open up. 

“Don’t wanna bother you,” 

“You won’t be,” he insisted, putting the coffee she’d made down on the counter, grasping both of her shoulders. She looked up at him through her lashes, lip between her teeth, anxiety radiating off of her. “Something at school?” 

“No–yes, I mean,” she sighed, making the motion for pushing her bangs behind her ears out of habit–adorable, especially the blush afterwards when she realized she had nothing to brush back. “There’s, there’s this–I have a class today,” 

“It’s,” he waited for his brain cells to produce the day of the week. “It’s Wednesday, you’ve got three today,” 

“I forgot you memorize my schedule,” a laugh, a genuine one, a bit of a smile. “I think it’s cute,” 

“Don’t you change the subject,” he felt a smile coming on to his own face. “Which one is it?” 

“Postcolonial lit,” she said. 

“Should I pretend I know what that is?”

“I’ll read it to you sometime,” she offered. “I think you’d enjoy it,” 

Yusei would have to take her up on that later. Listening to Akiza’s voice, the way she change her voices for the different characters, the way she’d stop in the middle of the sentence–it was the closest thing he’d come to a religious experience, and it’d been a while since he’d listened to her read. But right now he could tell she was deflecting. “You got a paper due today? Didn’t read?” 

“Me? Not read?” she gasped. “Of course I read. I’m not going into debt for nothing,” 

“Then what is it, Kiki?” he asked. 

“You’re just calling me that to butter me up,” 

“Is it working?” 

She looked thoughtful for a moment. “Yeah, it is.” She sighed, looking down at her coffee before looking back up to him. “I have a presentation today,” 

“Is that what you were working on last night?” 

“Yeah, I’d been working on it from the time I left the shop last night to the time you got home,” she said. “I’ve been over it what feels like a million times. It’s perfect, I know it, just–Yusei, don’t worry about it,” 

“You get up early to work on it again?” 

She looked exasperated at his perseverance. “Couldn’t sleep. I didn’t want to wake you so I got up–about four,” 

It was now 7:30. Yusei had slept like a rock, curled himself around her and hadn’t even bothered to notice if she was feeling anxious. Certainly he should’ve seen it–

“Stop that,” Akiza said. “I didn’t want you to worry. I can see you beating yourself up,” 

“I just came home, didn’t even ask you what you were doing,” Yusei said. “I just took you away from your computer–” 

“You were tired,” she interrupted. “Don’t worry about it,” 

They were silent again, staring at each other. 

“Why are you so worried about it Akiza?” Yusei asked after a moment. 

“Professor’s uptight and this is work a third of my grade,” she said. 

Yusei could see why she’d lose sleep over that. 

“Over a third, actually. Thirty-five percent. I was complaining to Carly about professors that are lazy and don’t want to grade more than a few assignments, but that doesn’t get the work done,” she huffed. 

Her cup joined his on the counter, and soon her cheek was pressed against his sternum, her arms wrapping around his waist. “Yusei,” 

“Yeah, ‘kiza?” 

“I’m terrified it’s not enough,” 

His hands slid down her cardigan. What could he say? What could he say to convince her she would be fantastic, that the work she’d put in would pay off, that it’d be all worth it in the end? As Akiza whimpered out his name through the beginnings of tears, his heart wrenched–it’d been so very long since he’d had to hear her cry–and suddenly saying something didn’t seem like enough. 

In a moment he’d feel bad for disturbing the perfectly pinned crown braid, but presently he didn’t care, the only thing that mattered was tilting her head back, pressing a kiss to her lips. A noise of surprise came from her, he could feel her jump at the ferocity at which his lips moved, accidentally scraping her bottom lip with his teeth, running his tongue over the spot as an apology. Slowly, slowly she relaxed, her palms laying flat on his back, fingers digging in as she reciprocated, standing on her tiptoes to press back against him. 

Yusei was never good with words, wouldn’t pretend to be, but he hoped that she could feel it: his love, his belief in her, not just in school but for the future, that he would be there to comfort her, that she could tell him anything, that she didn’t need to worry about bothering him. Maybe one day he’d be eloquent enough to say this to her, but this would have to do for now. 

She dropped back on to her heels, opening her eyes, the slightest smudge of mascara on the corner of her eye. He wiped it away, accidentally poking her in the eye, apologizing as she giggled at his clumsiness. 

“Should I come watch you?” he asked. 

“You want to leave cars for books?” she giggled, wiping her nose with the back of her hand. 

“Gonna cheer you on,” he said. 

Akiza smiled, her eyes shining with the remnants of unshed tears. “In that case, help me practice. Put on some clothes, handsome, we’re going to school,”