#gooey good. 🥹

[stevebabey]

writing trademark: gooey. I KNOW ITS ABSTRACT BUT LIKE. when the character's emotions are gooey. and they make me gooey. its something about the flow of how you describe feelings i think. i cant articulate it (bc if i could i would be much better at incorporating it into my own work HJDFKHKSJD) but its Gooey. good. gooey good.

GOOEY GOOEY GOOEY!!!!! I’LL TAKE GOOEY ANY DAY!!! this is so kind 😭😭😭 gooey characters and emotions i love it i love any kind of gooey thank u so much are you KIDDING me MWAH

[honeyvenommusic]

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[buntanteen]

sweet and loving boyfriend!joshua headcanons <3 (sfw)

summary: shua and reader romantic relationship headcanons :3 (you can read as a stand alone or as a part of the upcoming jihan poly relationship!!)

contains: mushy romance. implications that reader speaks korean & english

✩ svt writing & fic rec masterlist ✩

boyfriend!joshua who'll let you cling and bite onto his thick ass arms and put your face in his tiddies😌

sunday mornings are exclusively quality time with boyfriend!joshua. y'all will be making a breakfast spread or sitting on the balcony soaking in the sunrise, just quietly enjoying each other’s presence. joshie’s absolute favourites are rainy sunday mornings (…WE KNOW WHY) and he will smoother you with in bed cuddles <3 🥹

boyfriend!joshua who is completely and utterly enamoured by you. the two of you will make eye contact and he'll hit you with that lil ◠‿◠ smile and then you're melting and now he's melting and you're both melting, and the members are disgusted at how ooey gooey y'all are being

disgustingly sweet boyfriend!joshua who always does cheesy shit to make you blush. he’ll ask "hey, can you hold this for me? ><" and then proceed to put his hand in yours fgjkdbs

having to compromise with boyfriend!joshua about texting back because why does this man not reply to people??

boyfriend!joshua who will always order food for you!! and will always feed you the perfectly made bites of his meal as well :3

boyfriend!joshua who likes to share his specific taste in things (furniture, perfumes, jewellery, etc.) with you. even if you aren't for fancy things, you'll show interest for him because it makes him happy 😊

an absolute sucker for seasonal or weather-based dates. especially water based dates...what can i say boyfriend!joshua likes water. is so so happy in the rain, just running around splashing puddles (what can i say...he likes water :3)

winter dates: going ice skating and when u fall boyfriend!joshua skates up to u in distress and asks if u need some ice for that😑will buy you snacks at the street vendors as an apology and to warm you up <3

summer dates: at the beach where boyfriend!joshua loves taking sunset pics of you to make his phone's lockscreen and background

boyfriend!joshua who can't meet you empty handed and will get you random things such as lil drinks, a pair of socks cuz they were cute or an expensive ass perfume cuz he thinks it'll smell nice on you :3

boyfriend!joshua who will sweetly serenade you with his guitar…and then bust out the sunday morning because he got too shy afterwards

on days where you don't feel the best, boyfriend!joshua will come home to you with a care package when you feel down and absolutely pamper you with whatever you desire until you feel better. he'll definitely do that head patting thing to you 🥹

boyfriend!joshua kissing your hand as he leaves for his schedules. you tightening your grip and pulling him closer, causing him to do that delighted laugh of his before he gives you a proper goodbye kiss gjkfbd

matchy matchy outfits and items with boyfriend!joshua 🥰 loves when you’re matching him with a phone case or a keychain or jewellery or the entire fit

boyfriend!joshua being a gentleman and you being a one right back at him. it becomes a competition atp for who can do the more chivalrous thing. you opening his car door after he's driven you to your date destination? he'll open up the door to the establishment for you (he waved open to the sensor door thing lmao)

boyfriend!joshua u find him not crazy but it turns out u just are the same level of freak as him :D he's just crazy and crazy for you <3

trying out different hands on activities with boyfriend!joshua!! y’all are on a mission to try to impress his momma with baked goods (cuz wdym making cookies is easy THAT SHIT IS DIFFICULT😭)

switching languages with boyfriend!joshua during conversations. pulling different english or korean words whilst the members just stare at you confused (vernon either joins in or is in his own world)

boyfriend!joshua sweetly calling you “baby” or “yeobo”. or will casually call you “babe”. calls you “my baby” “my darling” in very romantic moments or when he wants something really badly cuz he knows it'll make you fold 😌

always making boyfriend!joshua laugh because it makes you so happy to see him so happy. his laughter pierces you, blooming and spreading joy throughout your body

boyfriend!joshua who is just a soft lover with a glowing warmth to him. he's the rays of the sunset that warms you after a long day with the promise of a better tomorrow <3

ames note: i am so SOOOO down bad for this man it is crazyyy. his recent live was my first ever live of joshie and i was just?? giggling??? and smiling??? so much!?!? svt at lollapalooza is in just over a day!! i hope everyone can enjoy ittttt (it is at like 3am for me rip. i hope y'all enjoyeddddd the writinggg~ i'm gonna write a jeonghan and jihan poly headcanon at some point idk when tho <3 ς(.-‿-)

author note: do not distribute my work on other platforms without my consent. if you see my writing in places other than this tumblr account, please let me know. my writings are purely fictional fantasises for fun. the people i write about are real human beings and should still be treated as such. please do not take my writings seriously or as truth.

[television-overload]

Things I could see happening in season 22

Reunion with Knight and her REACT trainees somehow involved in a case

Victoria on screen? And she misses Knight?

Palmer realizes he doesn't want to be without her. Maybe he even considers leaving to be with her? Nah that's crazy

But somehow they get back together / make grand declarations of love

Proposal? 👀

Well. I won't sleep until I know if Katrina is leaving or if this is just an intriguing story decision. One is devastating. One is an extremely promising plot decision that I would be SO HYPED for

Other finales where major characters "left"

Gibbs: Season 3 finale

Ziva: Season 6 finale

Literally the whole team: Season 5 finale and Season 10 finale

[eightmakesonebraincell]

Which of the mafia!ateez members who are bad boys but when you are there, they showed their soft side?

ooooh this ask scratches my brain real good because the concept of mafia!ateez is all about cold, ruthless men with grey morals who become soft, gooey and protective only for their s/o 😍🤩

(pls note: this is based purely on the aus and headcanons that i've created for my mafia world)

mafia!hongjoong - tbh he wouldn't be soft for you per se, he'd be more of a textbook simp LMAO. look the mans has got to maintain his image as the big scary mafia boss. but the person who really runs the show? you. just say the word and he will be contacting all of his connections, pulling in all his owed favours, utilising all his resources and men; basically anything and everything he can do for you

mafia!seonghwa - if joong is the textbook definition of a simp then seonghwa is the textbook definition of soft 🥹🫶 given your history of trauma as well, seonghwa makes sure to shower you with the gentlest and most tender love that he can give you. you make his life so much more domestic and homey and cozy he feels his heart literally burst every time he looks at you

mafia!yunho - he's also very very soft for you. yunho's nearly lost you once (and by his own hands at that) so he's never going to want to see you get hurt ever again. you always have to remind him that you can do things by yourself but it must be the height difference or sth because the man won't doesn't hear a word. but in saying that, this man also finds joy in teasing and pranking you

mafia!yeosang - hmm yeosang was a bit of a tricky one to think about. growing up, you were the one who took care of him a lot of the times (if we're being real i'm pretty sure most of us want to baby him) and so he was mostly just comfortable with you. i think eventually though, once he became your bodyguard and he started to notice that hang on, you're actually shorter and smoller than him now, the dynamic started to change. yeosang probably doesn't even realise that he's got a soft spot for you

mafia!san - hoOOO OKAY san is soft yes but you drive his protective instincts wild. like he is the type to watch the whole world burn if anyone hurts you. he can never really ever forget that night when you turned up at his apartment, vulnerable and asking for his help. he'd put himself between you and the rest of the world in a heartbeat

mafia!mingi - ik a couple of the other teezers have a civilian s/o too, but for mingi in particular, the fact that you're a normal civilian (that he accidentally dragged into his mafia mess) makes him that much softer when he's around you. he's honest with you and will answer your questions if you ever ask, but there's a larger part of him that wants to keep you far far away from his crimes. you see the best in him and if he could, he wants to only show you that side of him forever

mafia!wooyoung - textbook simp #2 like this boy CANNOT. and i say C A N N O T hide his affection for you to save his life (you definitely get kidnapped once a month because of how obvious he makes it that you're his lover). but wooyoung's affection comes hand in hand with brattiness so he will make it his mission to test how far he can drive you up the wall 🙄

mafia!jongho - jongho is definitely soft, but it's a lot more subtle than the other members. he doesn't express it so much with words or touch but you can see his softness clear as day in the things that he does for you. like FIRST UP the whole joining the mafia to bring justice to your dad's death???? he quite literally upended his whole life for you 🫵 i think also the fact that you two have known each other since you were children plays a part in the subtlety of his soft affection. he knows you like the back of his hand and he'll do things for you without ever being asked and without asking for acknowledgement

[etheyll]

Hey pal, may i plz request a nightwing drabble about him cooking breakfast for his s/o like his parents (and Alfred) used to do for him??🥹❤️‍🩹

--gwen

omg this is precious i hope i don't disappoint warnings: none unedited 452 words dick grayson x reader in which dick tries his best to cook you breakfast and everything goes wrong

dick grayson is a loving boyfriend. he tries his best in everything he does, and usually he excels. he doesn't struggle much to pick up new things and retain them. but you made him exceptionally nervous, and he didn't always do well under pressure.

he had woken up early to cook breakfast for you in the hopes of impressing you. nothing too fancy, just his special pancakes. dick figures he can't mess up pancakes of all things. he's proven wrong the moment you stumble your cute self out of bed, the blanket wrapped around your shoulders and dragging across the floor.

dick whirls when he hears the softest "dickie?" leave your lips, batter spilling out of the bowl he was holding and all over his slippers. he curses softly, stepping out of the gooey mess and making his way over to you. "in the kitchen," he croons when you poke your head into the doorway.

you have that morning hair that he loves so much, and the bed is calling to him again, seductive whispers to just hold you and cuddle you back to sleep. but he's determined to make you breakfast even if half of it is already spilled across his feet.

"go back to sleep, my love," he insists, though you do no such thing, settling down on the bar stool in the kitchen. you're a heap in those blankets, but you're out of the way, so dick opts to let you remain. when you don't answer with words but instead a muffled hum, dick only offers a small smile before going back to whip up some more batter.

you're sat watching him work, focusing on the flex of his shoulder muscles as he stirs, eyes drinking him in like he was your morning coffee. no, you will never get tired of ogling dick in the morning. the soft sound of sizzling has your attention turning to the pan, batter being poured into it at a steady rate.

it only just now occurs to you that dick is making pancakes. you're sitting there, swinging your legs, lost in thought when dick turns around with a plate in his hands. and slips on the batter in the floor, tumbling straight to the ground. you stifle a laugh as you hop off your stool, crouching in front of him with those ridiculously adorable eyes of yours. dick thinks he might stare into them forever if his pride (and hip) wasn't so bruised.

"are you okay?" you offer, soft hands cupping his face, and he think he might purr it feels so good.

"i ruined breakfast," he manages softly, disappointed.

you only smile and kiss his head. "come on, let's make some more."

[lila-rae]

Oh, this latest Tom with kids pic really got me good 🥹🫠

We all know how I feel about this man with children. I’m oscillating between gooey and feral.

[spideystevie]

can I request prompt 13 with HANGMAN? so excited that you're writing for tgm now 🥹

i am also excited anon! thank you for requesting, i hope you enjoy <3 (1k) 

13. kissing someone’s forehead

The Hard Deck is a little busier than normal tonight, partially from the weekend and partially from the scattered rainfall you’d narrowly avoided getting caught in on your way over. Still, you’d managed to get a light spattering of raindrops on your hair and clothes. 

You hear everyone before you see them. Rowdy yells and encouraging cheers echoing from some place tucked away in a corner of the bar. The nerves in your stomach pinch and twist as you make your way over, searching for the familiar face of your best friend. 

You’d only met a few of his friends from the Navy a handful of times and even though you were explicitly invited to come out with them tonight, you were still a little nervous.

The sound of Jake’s laugh carries over the crowds, something you’d be able to recognize from any distance away in any crowd. The two of you lock eyes at the same time, almost like you were able to sense the other looking subconsciously. 

Something in you relaxes, the sight of his smile like a soothing balm to your nerves. He waves you over with the hand not holding the pool stick. It’s nice to see him around his new friends, all of them out of uniform and in their casual wear. 

“Hey, sweetheart,” he greets, straightening up from where he’d been sitting against the pool table. You try to ignore the swarm that grows in your stomach at the nickname and hope your smile doesn’t give you away.

“Hey,” you breathe out once you get close enough. You squish yourself into his side, your arm coming to wrap around him. It’s second nature for your hand to rub up and down his back, fingers spread. His shoulders relax and his arm comes up to wrap around your own shoulders. 

Jake’s hand squeezes your shoulder and pulls you into him even more. He leans his head down just enough for his lips to press against your forehead. It’s a gentle comfort, one that makes a gooey warmth travel from your head to your toes. 

You can’t help the smile that forms as you look up at him, his own smile making the corners of his eyes crinkle. You’re only a little bit aware of the eyes burning holes into the two of you but when someone clears their throat you blink hard and look away. 

“You remember everyone?” Jake asks, the slightest flush of red on his cheeks. Your eyes scan the crowd, taking in the familiar faces even if you don’t really remember everyone’s names all that well. Almost like he can sense this, he insists on pointing out who everybody is though he only gives you their callsigns.

“It’s good to see you, again,” Rooster says, a genuine smile on his face. He’s got sunglasses pushed onto the top of his head, though the sun has disappeared behind clouds, and he’s wearing one of those cheesy Hawaiian shirts.

“You too,” you nod, feeling a little shy in front of everyone. It doesn’t take long for everyone to resume what they had been up to right before you arrived and it eases some of the tension from your shoulders. Jake squeezes the one his hand is still resting on. 

“D’you need a drink?” he dips his head down to ask, lips close to the shell of your ear. A buzz settles beneath your skin. 

“Please,” you respond and Jake nods. He squeezes your shoulder once more, pushing his pool stick into your hand before he’s disappearing in the direction of the bar. You’re not sure what to do with it as you sit and wait.

“Do you play?” someone asks to your right, Phoenix, you think. You shake your head with a slight laugh. 

“Oh, god no. I’m a lousy shot, Jake’ll be the first to tell you,” you reply and you don’t miss the way her lips seem to settle into the smallest of smirks. She nods slowly, almost leaning against her own stick. 

“Are you two…” she trails off and you swallow, mouth opening and closing while you try to respond. You fluster, nervously twisting the stick between your fingers as you shake your head. 

“Oh! No, we..we’re not-he’s not,” you breathe out, trying to steady yourself. “We’re just friends.”

You can tell she doesn’t quite believe you from the way she hums in response, her eyes seeming to see right through you. It’s not like you hadn’t given it thought before, dating your best friend. You just tried to shove the thought as far down as it could go, never to see the light of day. 

“Shame,” is all she says, walking around to the other side of the pool table to line up a shot. You blink at her. Jake comes back not a moment too soon, a beer for him and your go-to drink of choice in hand. 

“Here you go,” you accept the glass readily, taking a generous drink from it the moment he hands it over. His eyes narrow if only slightly when you say thank you. “You okay?”

“‘Course,” you say, letting yourself smile as you look at him. And really, you are, because he has your drink order memorized and he greets you with a forehead kiss each time he sees you. He nods and takes a swig from his beer before setting it down next to your drink and taking the pool stick from your hand. 

The what-if comes naturally as you watch him set up his shot, the thought making you drink again. This time you don’t shove it to the back of your mind, you let it linger and fester in your head, wondering if maybe, just maybe it is a shame you hadn’t acted on it yet. Wondering if there’s a similar thrum of thoughts bouncing around Jake’s head too. 

Spoiler alert: there is and he’s at his wit’s end trying to contain it.

[judeswhore]

Jude being at one of your family gatherings and he’s so good with your nieces and nephews/children in general. just going to the bathroom for a minute and coming back to Jude having a baby in his hands rocking them to sleep and he’s so natural with it like he knows what he’s doing, or he’s running around and playing football with the kids with the biggest smile on his face and your just so proud to call him your bf🥹

It’s just so cute and now you’re contemplating if you want a mini you running around your house with Jude, causing horrible messes but the best memories😭

he just loves kids so whenever ur at family gatherings he always gravitates towards them and they all love him, like wanting to play football w him and show off their skills or asking him to spin them around or put them on his shoulders and run around w them :(( and like ur little nieces having the biggest crushes on him so they’ll always get so shy and giggly around him but will cling to him and are always giving him gifts like pictures they’ve painted for him at school and it’s just so so sweet. u absolutely love seeing him w ur family bc he’s always so happy and it makes ur heart literally burst with love for him. but then seeing him one time holding one of the younger babies in his arms and he’s not paying any attention to anything by the baby, rocking them and cooing all soft, muttering to them while he tries to put them to sleep and ur just looking at him all gooey and mushy, knowing right then that u want a family w him bc he’s just so perfect and all u want is a little jude :( going up to him and settling into his side and he just gives ur head a kiss before being all “finally got them to stop crying” and u just can’t stop looking at him w this big smile so he’s pulling a face at u and asking why ur ogling him and ur just shrugging and telling him “ur gna be a great dad y’know”

[stillfrownyclownlol]

Happy birthday Ben hopefully you'll get MORE CLOTHES

Some hcs for him <3

-He has a hard time shopping because of his size thats why he just has the same clothes :") It doesn't help that he...yk...doesn't really like shopping either 💀 (Ik this isn't the real reason but idc). He has a hard time finding shoes too 😔

-fastest writer in the gang because after his injury sometimes he would need to write to communicate and he needed to learn how to write quickly and efficiently.

-A little superstitious and got stressed af when Aiden would do those "ghost challenges" (like saying Bloody Mary in a mirror in the dark or Charlie Charlie or whatever) 😭

-He can fall asleep in like 5 seconds and he's a deep sleeper too. You better not bother him or I'll throw hands :) LET HIM SLEEP

-insect fan :) Just lil guys tryna do their thing...so misunderstood...just like him...Of course his favourites are ladybugs ;D He feels like he needs their good luck!

-he's tried writing before too besides drawing but he doesn't enjoy it as much. Also type of guy who doesn't care if people can see him sketching in his journal...the opposite of us LMAO

-good poker face since he's constantly repressing his emotions 🫠 if only he knew how to play...

-hes so fluffy. Lil soft guy. Say nice things to him pls. It makes him gooey. Marshmallow of a boy. He loves compliments 🥹

-Has a lot of scars from street fighting, mostly on his hands and arms.

-he has a counselor at school he goes to when he gets really upset. Usually Aiden goes with him as a...precaution.

-Ngl I think he'd be SOOO into Studio Ghibli movies and he'd cry watching all of them (kind of a romantic too)

-Likes blowing those lil party horns for birthdays and new years it enriches him.

-Mild phobia of fire that developed after he found that the gang had attacked and burned his house.

-His favourite food is sammiches :)

-When Lily was a baby, he used to sing her lullabies to help her sleep, and sometimes she would fall asleep under his arm if he was holding her.

I love him :D

[whatudowhennooneseesyou]

Look….more mommy hwa and more answered asks about Christopher being possessive and freaky…

I needed this thank you 🥹

Today is very very hard and I’m feeling a lot of hard feelings and life rn so overwhelming and confusing. I’m the type of person who’s got a hard shell but it’s made of like bulletproof armor on the outside but I’m v gooey and sensitive inside. I didn’t realize I needed some good brainrot inducing delulu soup to distract me so 🤌🏻 thank you

CW: WHORNY AF HARD THOTS AND DELULU SOUP

So Christopher *sigh* idk what I want to ask just my aqua sun6h/Scorpio moon3h/Leo rising/aqua Mercury 7h/sag Venus5h/Leo mars1h ass is like…………

Imagine him like soft dom but so so so into like corruption but not necessarily always meaning inexperienced partner, but maybe inexperienced in all the kinks and little taboos. I read him as wanting to break someone who’s normally very strong minded and kept together and so like very much Brat Tamer I guess. Like after he makes you cum on his mouth and then on his fingers, he wants to degrade you in the gentlest way and praise you, his voice saccharine, while he manhandles you and fucks you hard. You’re cock drunk and starting to cry a little from how good it feels and from the overstimulation. The type to make you tell him out loud what you want and where you want him and that you don’t want him to stop and make you beg him to cum and tell him how good he feels and that only he does that to you bc he’s possessive and he’s got an ego and needs you to need him in every way possible.

something about him and his Gemini rising tells me he might be good with his hands ~that might be my hand kink tho clouding my judgement(Gemini Lilith 😅) ~ *cough*cough*

ANYWAYS

He wants to break you open and make sure you can be that vulnerable and submissive to him and him only, also to know you at a very deep level. Whether you get to know him at that deep of a level is another story and depends on how deep he is in his fuckboy ways. He wants you a lady in the streets and HIS freak in the sheets. But he totally wants to corrupt you and his sag mars: he wants to try new shit with you and be adventurous and explore new kinks etc etc.

Every break down of this man’s chart has me like “oh yes pls, 😊. yes ma’am I’ll take one, where do I purchase this?”

And everyone’s like he’s this and that and potentially toxic in these ways and idk if I’m enamored by his Libra charm or what but I’m like “I can handle him, the question is actually ‘Can he handle me?’” and it’s very delulu but also I think that thought is kinda true. (hypothetically and astrologically speaking) In my little brainrot soup for the night 🥰

I can’t even begin on mommy Hwa and the gooey lovey mess he turns my brain into. Something about him is so tender but also like so so so so so freaky but like gentle but so fucking kinky? Idk that man + mommy kink + body worship + needy/clingy doms is so so so good. You’re one of my fav fic writers, and my fav mommy hwa enthusiast. Thank you for serving and thank you for your brain and thank you for the distraction on a hard day like today 🖤

Much appreciate, have a lovely rest of your week, and as always cool pillow on both sides for you!

I CANT PUT PICS IN ANONYMOUS ASKS WTF…. Fuck it I’ll go off anon for this

This is 🖤Anon on my side blog/lurk account 😅

I am ending tonight's 2 hour post of going through my asks with this absolute banger of an ask from @youre-alittle-taste-of-hell and also hi Izzy!

I'm Ruby! It's nice meeting you *hugs*

I understand how life can feeling overwhelming and frustrating when things don't go you way. I am also a golden retriever disguised as a black cat and us fire placements want love and care too.

I hope things get better for you <3

Imagine him like soft dom but so so so into like corruption but not necessarily always meaning inexperienced partner, but maybe inexperienced in all the kinks and little taboos.

This section has me feeling shit at 10:33 pm on a Tuesday afternoon while watching Chris D'Elia 'Man On Fire' on Netflix.

I just love how Bang Chan stans have silently agreed that Chan's corruption kink is fucking massive and do we have any physical evidence?

No-

But with his massive caregiver complex and Daddy kink, it kinda goes hand in hand.

I can just imagine that paragraph so vividly just him covered in sweat, his black hair sticking to the sides of his face and his mouth all shiny with spit and your cum just smirking at how fucked out you are, your eyes are beginning to cross and there's drool against the pillow.

'Don't black out on me yet baby girl, mmmh? Daddy still needs to cum'

OR...OR!!!

You're crying and sobbing against the pillow because he's edged you within an inch of your breath and the pressure is so tight it HURTS and your legs are spasming and face contorted with need as you just beg your pretty heart out.

'Please, I can't take it anymore, please make me cum, I'll do anything, please Daddy i just need it'

And then he would hover over you, wipe the drool from your mouth and press gentle kisses across your face as he pushes himself into you.

'See, that wasn't so hard wasn't it? Daddy will always reward my baby girl when she asks for something yeah?'

I also don't know how ppl enjoy being edged so severely man, I would tap out after 20 mins.

Overstimulation all the way for me.

Yeah, his Gemini Rising means he would be an exceptional kisser and great with his fingers.

His Libra stellium also means he has amazing stroke game but moving back to the kissing.

I feel like he would be a messy kisser (in a good way) like the loud smacking noises, drool and spit, definitely makes little sighs and noises of satisfaction in between kisses.

When Chan leaves his fuckboi era, sex would be incredibly emotionally intimate because he loves and adores how he sees you in a way no one does.

I have this thought that sex with Bang Chan could be so intimate, you would both end up crying and not in a dacryphilia way but in a 'i fucking love you so much and it's so emotional' way.

As much as Bang Chan likes fucking, he enjoys making love more.

And here's the thing right, Bang Chan's frontal lobe has developed so he doesn't even has the neurological excuse of 'well his brain is not fully developed yet' because NOW IT IS.

Also, your placements are low-key intimidating because wow, they are powerful.

I think Bang Chan would like the challenge of being able to handle you.

Seonghwa is definitely freaky and kinky and is very hardcore, he likes it hard, he likes it rough, he prefers a jackhammering pace (which is a bit of an ick of me because that doesn't sound enjoyable but okay).

I think the reason why jackhammering gives me an ick is because rough and fast doesn't always mean good okay?

I think a slow but deep and firm pace is better because you can get a better angle and hit the right spot every time.

But I also understand that some ppl like being treated like a battering ram during sex and that is also okay.

He would give you brilliant aftercare and reassurance though and that's what matters.

Thank you for the thirst my sweet, I will gobble this up and use this as my fantasy thoughts for sleep tonight.

Yum yum.

[mitochondriencocktail]

"I WILL be thinking about the earnestness with which he answered and took it at face value and the undeniable love they share in their friendship"

shipping aside, their friendship is so important to me 🥹 i just love how comfortable they are with each other and how they can discuss everything and just be happy for each other knowing they are going in the right direction as bojan said 🥰

the way they both care about each other's well-being is just precious too 🥹 like bojan not asking him to join them on tour because he knew jere was on his break, and jere still joining them and making sure bojan and the guys enjoyed their stay in finland despite the tight schedule, like in that ig live he made sure to ask if bojan was happy, even if he was tired 😭 getting them that popular bbq, joining the gigs, taking bojan to karaoke again knowing how much fun they had last time (and now bojan considering that their perfect date 😭) i love them so much!!!

Oh fr I adore their friendship 💘🥺💚❤️ I first and foremost think that’s what’s important to us all as fans? Like fandom fun aside, knowing they have such a loving, caring bond is what really just makes me soft and gooey. Finding solace in someone else, someone who’s also dealing with this sudden media explosion, who has similar goals and views and can help you relax and forget for a while, is such a tender experience.

While I do write fic, I do wanna say that the beauty of a purely platonic friendship like that is so so so sweet to me and so important for people to see. We should all love our friends, cherish them, adore them. And they’re both such “heart-on-the-sleeve” people that it just comes so naturally to them to show that kind of affection.

I’m sure I’m not alone in hoping they can hang out in March, and whatever they show us glimpses of, I’ll be grateful. But mainly I hope they keep a good amount to themselves to protect their time and friendship 💘

[soliloquent-stark]

this is a bit all over the place, don't mind me. and don't keep reading if you dislike gooey stuff.

as you might know from the lovely asks i was sent (thank you, everyone 💗) it was my birthday yesterday. and unfortunately, as it often happens, some things didn't go so well. i won't go into details, but it was tough, and it sucked to cry on my birthday more than usual (teenage trauma throwback, am i rite) though i admit it was really handy to have a cake to absorb all the tears right up. 🤭

but good things happened, too! and almost all of them had one common denominator: k! (typing it out like this is so silly. she has a name. but for all intents and purposes, she's simply ✨k✨).

without even getting into the actual gifts that my fiancée got me this year—which are as always perfect and thoughtful and useful and just magic—or the cake, or the flowers, or anything else, i wanted to specifically showcase the marvel related stuff that put such a smile on my face:

yes, that balloon gave me heart attacks whenever i walked into the room. yes, i pretended to hate cringy cowboy seb then ended up giggling and blushing every time i looked at him. yes, the spiderman gift bag is from the children's section and we've gifted it back and forth at various occasions for over a year now.

also a superfamily celebration:

i loved feeling like a four year old little boy with my spiderman cake topper <3.

and i obviously won't share the rest of what she wrote, but the card included some sweet quotes i genuinely was so moved by, then i realised they sounded familiar, then i realised it's from my hedgehog fic (which was a gift to her, so honestly we're just throwing the same quotes back and forth pretending it's about steve and tony. it was never about steve and tony).

quoting my own writing back to me?? hello?? queen behaviour right there. also peak moment for me.

(side note, that's not even all the marvel stuff i got from her this birthday. i didn't include any gifts in this post. also, i wish there was a way to show everyone just how many marvel things we own (including fanmade posters, stickers, zines etc. support creators if you can. ❤️) and how much that shocks some people who visit us because it doesn't seem like it goes with the sapphic-grandma core we got going on. oh well, it does now.)

it would be impossible to list why k is the best person in the world without writing actual novels (believe me, i have tried and it was very long) and sharing way too much about her story. but just trust me when i say she is the best friend you could ever have, and she makes me feel so loved and appreciated every single day, which makes special occasions even harder because how do you even top that? well, she still manages to. every time. 🥺

i guess the point of this was to share some appreciation and further my k propaganda, because i can see all the effort and care she lovingly puts into everything she does for other people, and to let everyone know just how much of an angel she is. i don't care if it's corny. and if you've ever seen a comment written by whinysteve, or read her excited tags on a reblog, or directly talked to her, or simply perceived her existence in any form, you already know she's the fucking best. it's not an act, it's all real. should get my shit together and finally wife her up. 🥹

tl;dr: she makes any moment better by just being there; and when she sets her mind to it, you will feel the power of her kindness. at the end of day, to be loved is to be seen. and she's got the world record for best vision. ❤️‍🩹

[sagesolsticewrites]

hii love 🫢

can i have ⋆ “i can’t remember the last time i was able to sleep so soundly next to someone the way i can with you.”

for benny& vika 👉🏻👈

Thank you for the request darling! I had lots of fun with this one 🥹 it did end up as a bit of a continuation of this blurb from a while back… 👀

From this prompt list! Inbox is still open of you’d like to send some in 🫶

blurb under the cut to save space <3

It’s Benny who stirs first that next morning, remarkably well-rested.

He comes back to consciousness slow as molasses, stretching slowly as not to disturb Meatball tucked next to him… only…

The body tucked into his side — the body he has his arm slung over protectively — is distinctly unfurry.

His eyes finally focus enough to take in a sleeping Vika next to him, and something warm and fierce and sweet rushes through him at the sight.

She’s curled herself into a ball against him, taking up not much space at all on the mattress. A few stray curls have escaped the scarf she’d tucked her hair up into last night, falling over her cheek to rest just over her mouth, and the dark strands flutter gently in the even breaths escaping from her parted lips. 

His gaze tracks down to the shirt and pants she’d borrowed to sleep in— the pajama pants being far too big was no issue thanks to, bafflingly, the handful of safety pins she kept on her at all times.

I’ve learned to be prepared, she’d shrugged breezily as she dug around in her small bag.

For what, he didn’t ask, though she said it with all the authority of one of his older sisters— someone experienced in wrangling unruly children and the chaos that came with them.

He finds himself tracing subtle patterns with his fingertips on her back, his gaze drifting over her to eventually land on her lips. He longs to brush those stray hairs out of her face, but waking her before she’s ready is the last thing he wants.

His cheeks heat the tiniest bit as flashes of the previous night flick through his brain.

His mouth on hers. Her hands buried in his hair. Keeping her settled firmly in his lap, pressing her as close to him as he could, as close as he dared.

They hadn’t done anything beyond kissing, despite the way his cheeks flare at the memory. They had reluctantly retired to bed, lips swollen and cheeks flushed, Benny content to simply have her there until the morning.

He’s jolted out of his reverie by a slight shifting, a fluttering of lashes, and Vika’s eyes open, flicking around the scene before her until her sleep-muddled mind catches up.

Something inside him goes soft and gooey at the way her lips turn up into a smile, stretching subtly as she leans ever so slightly into him.

“Good morning,” she murmurs through a small yawn, the morning light turning her eyes the prettiest shade of amber.

“Good morning,” Benny beams, finally taking the chance now that she's awake to tuck those rogue strands away from her face, “how’d you sleep?”

“Wonderfully,” she hums, fingertips dancing up his bicep, “You?”

“Honestly?” he says, the golden bubble of a quiet morning with her prompting him to say more than he ordinarily would have, “I can’t remember the last time I was able to sleep so soundly next to someone the way I can with you.”

Her eyes go wide and soft, and the more he thinks about it, the truer it is.

Before the war, when he’d fallen asleep next to a rare overnight companion, he’d woken up to teasing about how much he tossed and turned, needing to move somehow even in his sleep.

In the winter, when they’d decided to pair off and squeeze onto the tiny, paper thin mattresses together in the stalag for warmth, the scraps of rest he’d been able to get could barely be called sleep.

Now that he was home, his sleep was interrupted more often than not by nightmares, memories… and he was left to wander the dark house in the early hours until the rest of his family woke up.

But with Vika… with her, everything was quiet. 

No nightmares, no restlessness. Just pleasant dreams he could barely remember tinged with the scent of jasmine and spices.

Vika opens her mouth, but before she can get a word out, she‘s interrupted by a shuffling and jangling from the end of the bed.

Benny’s torn between frowning and laughing as the mass of fur that is Meatball shuffles up the bed and— paying no mind to either of them— settles between Benny and Vika with a contented huff.

He’s a touch annoyed at the interruption— he and Vika had been having a moment, hadn’t they?— but it melts away as Vika shifts to make room for the husky with no hesitation.

“Good morning to you, too, Meatball,” she giggles, scratching behind his ear in a spot that soon has the husky panting happily.

Benny takes in the scene: his girl in his clothes in his bed, petting and cooing at his dog curled up between them, the soft morning light bringing out a glow in her skin, her hair, her eyes…

I want this forever.

The thought is so fleeting, so instinctual he almost doesn’t notice it, but…

Well, he does, he realizes. He wants to wake up to her smiling face each morning, Meatball squirming in between them. He wants to fall asleep knowing he’ll wake up to her in his arms. He wants the peace she brings, the quiet, the gentle reassurance.

But it can’t happen, he reminds himself, not while her parents still don’t know, still wouldn’t approve of him.

He allows himself another moment to bask in her presence before he speaks, the golden bubble around them shattering as he does.

“Guess we better get you home.”

[lys-9-10]

I love love love how when hinata absolutely shuts down Kageyama’s top-ranked serve as his very first move in his pro debut, Kageyama isn’t even a little disgruntled he just GRINS like it’s the very thing he wanted to see and then, still grinning, says “took you long enough” like *yes* he’s been thinking of Shoyo the whole time he’s been gone and impatiently waiting for him to return and for them to be reunited on the court and for Shoyo to prove his worth in pros b/c *yes* Kageyama is proud as hell of his beloved spiker but will never say it in so many clear words so he just GRINS and says it in Kageyama language but Kageyama we know we know 🥹💗🥹💗🥹 and ur not the only one who’s smiling Kags b/c me I just smiled stupidly at this page for a good ten minutes, just soaking in the gooey delicious feeling in my gut 🥹💗

[coltrainbat]

Hi, I loved your Yes, No, Maybe... fic, is so good 🥰. I don’t know if you accepting requests but I would love to see a part 2 about their date 🥹🥹

Trust Me?

A/N: It is ready. Enjoy 💕☘️

YOUR POV

It was hard to find sympathy from your bestie at this point in time. 

Because they were right. 

Like always. 

This is not the worst thing to ever happen to you. 

It may be the most stomach curdling, sweaty palm, internal freak out moment of your life but nothing about having uninterrupted time with Chris Evans was bad. But you couldn’t help but think the worst. You sat in the foyer of your building, taking deep breathes, and pressing tissue to your forehead to make the sweat less obvious. 

You hadn’t told a single soul but them about this date. In the case it was a complete fuck up, that way you didn’t have to explain the could have been. 

When Chris asked to pick you up for your date you were a little taken aback. Where was he taking you? You didn’t know because he said it was a secret. The douche used your own line against you. But before you could run back upstairs to your apartment and throw up, you saw a slick black car pull up outside your building. And there he was. 

The moment you saw him again, the butterflies in your stomach ceded, replaced with this gooey feeling of mush and warmth. Your body tingled with excitement and your mind had to fight your body to just pull him in and kiss him. It felt like walking into a warm room filled with familiar faces or that first sip of hot tea on a cold day. Safe to say in the 24 hours since you had last saw him, you had developed a serious crush. Maybe it was all the YouTube bingeing of his interviews. But, this crush could not happen because from 1 week from now eh will be gone and you will be a past memory. 

He told you to dress casual but comfortable. Whatever the fuck that means to a man. You swear you had a 3-hour breakdown to your besties about the definition of casual yet comfortable who all came to the same conclusion.

Jeans and a nice top. So, there you stood. In your best ass hugging jeans and a top that didn’t make you look like a nun but screamed soccer mom with subtle cleavage.  The most basic outfit to ever exist. Basic = Safe. You were happy with it. 

He got out of the car, throwing the keys in his hand and shoving them into his pocket, beaming as he came up to the front door. 

It’s time to fall to your default in any awkward situation in which you don’t know how to feel… sarcasm. 

CHRIS’S POV 

Holy shit how did she get prettier overnight? 

Stop smiling like that she’ll think you’re a psycho.

God, Jeans, she wants to kill me. 

Truth is, I couldn’t stop smiling. She was just so goddamn gorgeous. 

“You look great.” You fucking idiot why don’t you say hello? Now she’ll think you just like her looks. 

“Is this what you meant by comfy yet casual?” She gestured to her outfit. Simple yet absolutely perfect on her. 

“Yes, but I wouldn’t have cared if you came out in Pyjamas or a ballgown.” 

“Really? Do we have time for me to get back into my pyjamas?” She looked at me, sarcasm written on her face. Funny too. 

That’s another point on the never-ending listing as to why she’s perfect. 

“No, now come on.” I hold out my hand. And…. she walks straight past it. 

“Alright then.” I’m not complaining, gives me at the great view of her ass.  

“Ladies first.” I pull out the car door for her, raising my eyebrows. 

“Ladies? As in plural? As in you have other ladies who are joining us tonight?”

“They wish now get it.”

She rolls her eyes at me. Ooft the sass. I love it. 

YOUR POV

“Sooooo you going to tell me where we are going?”

“Nope, watch your feet by the way the rope and duct tape are underneath them.”

“Very funny.”

“Nah I only bring rope into the relationship later on, so you have nothing to worry about for now.” He winked at you. 

You scoffed at him, trying to hide the blush forming on your cheeks. 

“Do you not trust me?”

“Not really no.”  

“How about we do this thing, where you have to trust me until I give you reason not to. Deal?”

“Deal.”

“Good so now you can stop hiding the fact that you’re blushing.” He smirked.

“Oh, bite me.” You groaned. 

“Gladly.” He smirked. 

You laughed off his advances.

“We are here.” He pulled up on a gravel road, trees surrounded you, but you hadn’t been driving long enough to end up outside of the city. 

“Where are we?” You looked around at the unfamiliar landscape. What seemed like a forest oasis in the middle of the city.

“Thought you lived here?”

“Yet, I’ve never been here.”

“Good then its new for both of us. A buddy of mine told me about it. It’s private that’s what you wanted right?”

“Fair enough.” 

Chris came on the passenger side, opening the door for you and holding out his hand and this time you took it. Appreciating his help as you got out of the car. 

“You’re gonna want to hold onto me for the next bit.” He looked at you.

You stood in your tracks, eyeing him down. 

“You trust me now remember.”

“Fine.”  

You grabbed his hand; it was warm and big encompassing yours. 

You walked down the old, sandstone stairs, with no railing. Rather than uniform steps it was more like large, blocks of rock in the shape of stairs. Chris walked ahead a step, as you had no choice but grip his hand tightly as he led you down the steps, easing you down and in position in case you fell and he had to catch you, all your weight being supported on his strong arms. 

“Great, now one more.” You did a small skip down the last step, finally looking up from your feet at what was in front of you. 

A lush well-manicured garden bordering on the harbour. You could see the whole city in all its glory as the sunset over the skyline, illuminating a golden light as a few office windows started to emote bright yellow light. 

A picnic blanket with two deck chairs between them a complete spread of deli meats, French cheeses, chocolate covered strawberries, assortment of crackers, various dips and spreads, and two champagne glasses laid out on the small table. Fairy lights surrounded nearby branches, lighting up the most romantic picnic you had ever seen. 

“Omg.” You gasped.

“Nice, isn’t it? Came down earlier to set it up. Thought you’d like it. Oh, and don’t worry about visitors or anything the park is officially closed.”  The man grinned sheepishly at you.

“Chris it’s… too much.”

“Really? Cause I’ve got the helicopter on standby if you want to go for a ride on that instead? Or maybe the boat?”

 You were pulled out of your shock “Ok shut up!” 

“Thought so… now come on.” He led you by your hand to the comfy chair. 

The sun had set and the beautiful, arranged platter was now a mess of crumbs and food scraps. The bottle of champagne, empty and the second one half full. For the last 3 hours all you and Chris had done was ask each other questions and you now know his whole family by name, their sacred Christmas traditions, what his first memory was, his favourite place in the world, what meal he’d eat for the rest of his life and the book that changed his life plus more. And he knew the exact same about you to the point you don’t know if you have ever shared this much with someone in such a small space of time. Nor would someone ever listen so intently as you shared your past and hopes for the future, never interrupting but hanging on your every last word, bowling over in laughter at your funny stories while he clutched his left boob. Teasing you and keeping up with your quick-witted jokes if not giving them back in 10 folds. It felt like talking to an old friend you hadn’t seen in while, the warm feeling in your stomach never fading but now spreading to the rest of your body… or maybe that was the champagne. Either way you felt safe and content, like the moment was never ending and once you left the park, reality would return, and you’d be left feeling cold and empty as the feeling dissipates. He felt like heroin, this addictive warmth that you just had to keep, you wanted doses of him 24/7, to feel the electric shock over and over every time he grazed your knee with his hand or when you’d watch his eyes crinkle at a joke you told.  

“Ok, first pet?”

“East, he was a British bulldog. Best dog ever.”

“Your turn, favourite movie.”

“Don’t laugh.”

“I will but tell me anyways.” He grinned, taking another sip of his drink.

“<Insert fave romcom>”

“I was supposed to be in that movie.” 

“Really?” Your eyes bulged at the image of Chris as your biggest movie character crush.  

“No, but if I said I was would you like me more?” He smirked at you at you with faux puppy dog eyes.

“You’re a dick.” You slapped his chest in a fit of laughter, he caught your hand on his chest, holding it in his.

Your eyes locked at the sudden contact.

“You’re cold here have my jacket.” He immediately shrugged off his jacket, moving to the edge of his seat to place it on your shoulders.  Placing it over you, his hand ran down the zipper enclosing it around you. 

“There, all better.” His eyes gazed at the skin of decolletage before concealing the sight in his jacket. 

“I don’t want to leave.” You blurted out, looking at his eyes. 

“Me either.” He moved upwards towards your mouth, planting a soft kiss on your lips. You put your hand behind his head, pulling the kiss deeper. He tasted like champagne and mint and everything delicious as his warm mouth encompassed yours. His hands moving to your jaw to support it as his tongue slipped into your mouth. You moaned at the sensation, quickly coming to your senses, and pulling out.

“Sorry.” You readjusted the jacket around you. 

“Why are you sorry?” His hand still on your face, looking into your eyes for a sign that he hadn’t completely fucked this.

“I just don’t want to make this more than it is.”  

“What do you think it is? You think I plan picnics for girls in major cities and then dump them before I leave?” There was a shock, pain in his voice. Your words stung. He didn’t think you’d take him as a playboy. 

“It’s not you, it’s just me not wanting to get attached to something fleeting.”  

“Y/N, you told me about your past, I told you about my family, heck, I told you things that haven’t ever left my head before. This isn’t a game to me. I don’t want this to end when I get on that plane.”

“Really?” 

“Yes really. I want to do this again and then I want to figure out how the hell I can get you in my arms every night of the week.” 

You smiled, avoiding his gaze. Your mind in a war with your heart that you’ve never experienced before.

“It’s impractical, you’re you and I’m me, I don’t do this life of yours, I don’t fit into it. It won’t work.”

“This..” You gestured to your surroundings. “It’s nice but it’s not the real world and its definitely not my world.” You looked at your hands defeated, trying not to cry as you break his heart into pieces. 

“I’ll make you fit. All the best things start off as a dream. That’s how movies came to be. Look, I can’t tell you it’ll be easy, and I can’t expect you to drop your whole life for me, but I can tell you, heck, promise you that if there is a way for me to make sure you can be a part of my life, I will make it happen no matter what. Look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t feel what I’m feeling right now too, and I’ll leave you alone forever, but I’d bet everything I have on the fact that you do.” 

You could feel his stare burning into you. You knew if you’d look up it’d be game over for you. 

You bite your lip, finally gaining the courage to look him in the eyes again. You sat in silence just staring at each other. Waiting for you to say something. 

“Oh, fuck it.” You said before throwing yourself back into his arms. 

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