#he's dreaming of kissing boys under the stars/j

[thehollowwriter]

I adore how the entire fandom took one look at manga Azul and simultaneously went "Oh yeah, he gay"

[flower-slut004]

SOFT ABC BENNY

A - Affection (how do they show affection)

Benny ADORES PDA. He always has to have his hands on you somehow. He loves wrapping his arms around your waist and his chin on your head ( if you’re shorter than him) And if you’re taller than Benny, he’ll just stand on his toes to rest his head on your shoulder.

B - Balance (how do they balance you, work/school/life?)

You’re apart of the supernatural life so you two practically spend every moment with each other. In school and out of school, people can always fine the two of you in each other’s arm. When you guys are spending time apart it’s usually when Benny is with Ethan and you’re with the girls/Rory.

C - Cuddles (do they enjoy cuddling? what positions?)

Like earlier, Benny loves PDA. He especially loves it after a long day fighting monsters, he’ll come up to wrapping his arms around your shoulder and lightly put his body weight on you in a joking manner. That’s your cue to know the boy wants his cuddles. Bennys favorite positions when cuddling is either having your head resting on his chest with your arms around his waist or having his head on your lap so you could play with his hair.

D - Date (what was your first date?)

Benny would overthink everything for your first date. He wanted to make everything just perfect for you. So he enlisted the help of your best friend ( if you want Sarah/Erica/Rory/Or Ethan to be your best friend just ignore the best friend part). Your date would be in his backyard. It would consist of a picnic along with his own outdoor movie theater.

E - Excited (how excited do they get when they see you/are with you?)

Benny gets super excited when he sees you at school in the morning, he’ll drop everything to go greet you with a kiss and a pickup line. / Benny is more in awe of you dating him. He couldn’t believe you said yes when he asked you the first time.

F - Fighting (what happens when you fight)

I feel like with Bennys flirty behavior that would be the cause of most of your fights. Benny knows when you're upset when you disappear out of nowhere. Like you’re nowhere to be seen since you’re avoiding him. Benny has to track you down or pay Rory.

G - Gorgeous (pet names. what do they like to call you? what do they like to be called?)

Benny is definitely more creative for your nicknames “Sweetness, cherry, hot stuff, delicious". Anything to see you blush/ You call Benny names just to tease him by "Benny Boo, Benny Rabbit, Chipmunk, and Sweet Pea"

H - Hi (first time meeting)

The two of you met when you were asked to babysit in place of Sarah when she was "sick". You were making Jane a sandwich and having a debate over Dusk when the bell rang. Ethan was nowhere to be seen so you went to open the door. "Hey, Eth...Woah babe alert.. I mean hey! I'm Benny"

I - Intimacy (how romantic they are)

Benny loves getting you things, like flowers, teddy bears, chocolates. Bonus for him since he can practice his magic. he’s also gotten you necklaces and rings. Since you guys are still in high school he usually makes them homemade or gets a summer job.

J - Jealousy (do they get jealous? how do they react to you being jealous)

Look up the definition of jealously and Benny's photo will be there. Benny isn't jealous of Ethan but he is of Rory since Rory is just as flirty as Benny. Benny tries to hide his jealousy but fails to do so. / When you're jealous, Benny doesn't know if he thinks it's cute or hot. You don't hide your jealously. You'll go right up to Benny and make a snide comment to whoever is grabbing the attention of Benny.

K - Kisses (where do they like to kiss you/how often?)

If you're shorter than Benny, he'll give you forehead kisses, a peck on the nose, or a smooch on the cheek. If you're taller than him, he likes to give you small neck kisses, press on your hand, or just a plain kiss on the lips. Benny likes to kiss you every moment he can.

L - Love (when was the first time they said i love you or realized it?)

Benny realizes it after he almost dies after Jesse's comeback and was holding him by the neck. You were crying silently as you hid in a locker. The only thing running through his mind was you. he wanted to live the rest of his life with you, he wanted to have kids with you, that’s the only thing he could think of. thankfully, Sarah saved the day and you jumped right into his arms, crying into his chest. he whispers that he loves you over and over again.

M - Moving in (when do you decide to move in together)

You guys are teenagers let's remember that, you guys definitely talked about it though. The closest you guys got to living together was when your parents were out of town and went to stay with Benny. After college, you guys finally moved in though, rented an apartment together.

N - Newborn (their reaction to starting a family)

(If you don't kids skip over this one). Benny was super excited when he found the news. He spun you around the room and couldn't stop kissing you. Benny was already coming up with star-wars-themed names for your kid. He used this as an opportunity to practice his magic just in case your child would inherit his powers/ he used them to baby-proof the apartment.

O - Open (how open you are with one another)

Benny is an open book with you. Sometimes he shares a little too much but you don't mind. You guys have this time of the day where you go under any tree you can find and spill your feelings.

P - Photos (what kind of photos you take of them/they take of you)

Benny is a bit paranoid taking photos since the whole evil Benny situation. But before Benny would take pictures of you where you weren't paying attention, smiling at him or intimate photos of course with your consent. / You love taking photos of Benny when he's sleeping or giving you a smooch.

Q - Quirks (what random habits do you have that they love or hate/vice versa)

You have a problem with being careless, most of the time you jump into situations without thinking it which upsets him. Benny loves your quirk of randomly knowing things/ Benny tends to forget things that make date nights difficult which leads to some fights. You love Benny's quirk of puffing up his cheeks when he's in thought.

R - Recovery (how you help them after an injury/vice versa)

Benny freaks out every time but tries to hide it. (not very well ) and does everything in his power to make you comfortable./ If Benny gets injured, you’re his nurse which he’ll take advantage of in his own ways.

S - Solution (how they resolve fights)

the group usually has to get you two back together after a fight. you take a break from one another, and it’s awkward for the group. Until one of you misses the other and comes back with food/promises.

T- Touch (when they need/want your touch, what will they do? how often?)

Benny wants your touch all the time. He’s big fan of PDA and always has a hand on you or around you. Usually Benny will come up and gently grab your hand to plant a kiss but if you remove your hand before he gets the chance to, he’ll rest his chin on your head/shoulder and wait.

U- Waking Up With Them

waking up with Benny is the best. he has his arms around you every single time, he somehow manages to pull you into his arms in his sleep when you go to sleep on separate sides of the bed. if you’re still asleep, he just presses kisses to your forehead, trying to wake up a bit more before getting up and starting the day. if you’re up before him, you absolutely love playing with his messy hair and stroking his cheek.

V - Vacation (where they travel with you)

Weeks after planning and planning, you and Benny finally take a trip to ( your dream location). Benny wants to visit every corner with you as well as getting a souvenir.

W - Wedding (how they propose/where you get married/honeymoon)

Benny is a nervous wreck when he prepares to ask you. Looking around, stuttering, and tripping. You were beginning to think you were being followed and Benny didn’t want to scare you. You finally asked him what’s up and he grabbed your hands gently to pour his heart out. Benny was scared when no response came out of your mouth but a few minutes later you were covering his face in kisses and saying yes over and over again. You really didn’t have a BIG wedding but it was all your family and friends there.

X - X-factor (what about you captivated them?)

Benny loves your bluntness. He likes it how you tell everyone the truth and you’re not sorry about it.

Y - Yawning (how they act when they’re tired)

Benny tries to hide when he’s tired so he’ll be over exaggerating his emotions but when he’s tired to the point where he can’t hide it he’ll be less clingy and kinda shut off from the group. You can tell he’s tired when he begins to mumble or just stops talking overall.

Z - Zzzz (how you fall asleep together)

Benny doesn’t care about space. he wants to be as close to you as possible, breathing in your scent and feeling your warmth.

[soft-boi-eli]

Ayo do you write for poly relationships?

If that's so, could you do a cc!Karlnapity x male reader? Quackity is hella stressed because of law school and is very tired so the others just

Do little things for him, like acts of service and just, being supportive---

Feel free to say no if it makes you uncomfortable :>

Yep. I myself am poly but not in a relationship yet. So I am perfectly comfortable with it.

We believe in you.

Summary: quackity needs some tlc. With the stress of law school higher then ever you, karl, and sapnap decide to take care of him while he studies.

Pronouns: he him his

Quackity. The hyper happy streamer. Was in his office/streaming room studying for finals.

The stress he was under was immense and all you and your two other boyfriends wanted to do was comfort him and help him through this intense time.

You were monitoring how much he has eaten or drank today. That counter was at zero. The amount of times for a stressful break was monitored by karl. And the bathroom breaks by sapnap. With all of the counters at zero you guys went to work.

You were the only one that could cook in this house. The others would burn it down. So you were always on dinner duty. Or lunch. Even breakfast.

Whipping up some tomato soup and grilled cheese you were quick to plate it. These we're quick simple and the best thing for them to consume.

While sapnap and karl were harassing him to get up you were setting up the living room for a mental break for him. Setting it up for two episodes of the show you guys were watching you yelled up to them. "guys I'm done. And if you have to drag him."

You were making him take this break. Whether he liked it or not. Cramming can be useful yes. But not all the time. Not for hours on end with no food or water. Watching your two boyfriends literally dragging your third one down you smirked.

"So. You thought that you could get away with not eating, drinking, or even bathroom breaks. You thought wrong." Quackity stared at you. That look. He's seen it before.

"No. No! If I don't study I can't pass!" He was desperate to get out of their arms. Walking up to him you squished his cheeks. "Hun. It's gonna be an hour at max. You need to eat. Get some water. We're worried. You haven came out of that room for over 6 hours. Meaning you haven't eaten, haven't filled your water bottle, haven't used the bathroom. It's not healthy. And your brain needs fuel. Not energy drinks." He looked at you for a moment.

What you said was true. Every human needs it. But he just wanted to finish his notes. The ones that he said would be done in less then three hours. The ones that he could study for the final exam with.

But all three of your guys puppy dog eyes won him over.

"Fine. But no longer then an hour." He fully gave in. Letting go of his face you smiled. "Great! I made grilled cheese and tomato soup." Quackity looked over with stars in his eyes.

"You could of just said that Mi Amor. You know I would die for you soup." Rolling you eyes to him as he quickly picked up his plate and bowl.

This man.

He was scarfing it down like he was a starving man.

I mean waking up, studying, and not eating at all does that to you.

As the show played quackity seemed to relax a bit more. That was all you wanted. Him to sit back, relax, give himself a break.

Sadly the two episodes were over faster then they began. Leaving quackity to go back upstairs. Laving his three worried boyfriends.

"Okay guys." They looked at you confused for a sec.

"Every hour we bring him something. Water, a snack, blanket, hot drinks, cuddles. What ever you want. Just make sure he's taking care of himself alright?" They nodded.

"Good. Who's on first hour duty?" Karl was quick. He was nearly springing out of his seat as he raised his hand.

You were fine with it because your took at least two hours.

You were making cookies.

You knew the boys couldn't resist any of the baked goods you made. After all you were a cooking and baking youtuber.

So as the hours passed by the guys kept reminding quackity to take breaks. Telling him to go to the bathroom, stretch his legs a little, have a hug.

So when you finished the last batch it was your turn up there. Bringing a plate full of cookies and milk with you, you knocked gently.

"I swear to God sapnap if you're there again I'm going to ki-." He opened the door and looked directly at you. "Not sapnap this time I brought cookies though!" He greedily grabbed the cookies and milk, letting you in as he did so.

"So studying been going well?" He shrugged. "Could be better could be worse." Laughing lightly you sat in one of the chairs there.

"But way better now that you brought me cookies." Shaking your head you stretched. "Honestly if I didn't decide to learn. I would of never met you guys. But boy am I happy for that. Now I'm with my three handsome boyfriends. One of them ever so cuddly. The other quite the amazing voice. And lastly my extremely smart boy who is going to help so many people when he passes his finals." He tilted his head at you.

Standing up you kissed his forehead. "I belive in you alex. Just remember that your mental health is just as important as this exam." Your voice was soft on his forehead.

"Yeah! You are one of the smartest j have met! Don't you dare give up. But don't you dare mentally strain yourself!" Sapnap was loud.

Rolling your eyes you looked at the two in the door way.

"Yeah! We're here for you alex. If you need a small break we'll always be right here for you! Be it a hug, kiss, cookie, a tv break. Even just an hour of us laying in bed doing nothing except talking. We're here for you!" Karl was quick to add on. God you loved them yet they always tend to get way to cheesy.

"God you guys. I have no clue what I'm going to do with you three. I can't thank you enough." Quackity was about ready to break down in tears. With the ruffle of the hair you smiled brightly.

"No need. You are going through something that you need to work hard on. We aren't going to let you not take care of yourself." You opened your arms. On arm around quackity already.

You were inviting the other two over to join the hug.

Rushing over their arms over layed quackity and you. Squeezing the life out of you both.

God. Don't let this dream come to an end.

Bouns:

At the end of the day. All you, sapnap, and karl knew was the day coming to an end. This wasn't going to end with out quackity.

"Hey. Alex. How close are you to being done?" He turned to you. You hadn't really interuped him the whole time only every once in a while to bring up a snack. He looked up and down your pajama clad body.

He shook his head lightly. "You get comfortable with karl and sapnap. I'll be there in about 15-20 minutes." Nodding lightly you walked up the stairs. Leading to the massive room. This was the room you all shared. While also having your own room for when you wanted to sleep separately.

Karl and sapnap laid awake in their respective spots. "He's not coming to bed?" Sapnap asked. You shook your head.

"He said 15-20 minutes." Crawling between the taller ones you left space for quackity to crawl in.

He was a little off from the 15-20 minutes. He took 30 instead. But you weren't complaining one of your main sources of heat for the night was now in the bed, curled up, head on your chest, hands lightly intertwined with the other two.

Leaving your hands open to lightly comb his hair back and massage his scalp and back. This man was studying for at least 12 hours. And he deserved it.

There was no complaints from anyone. Not even quackity which was quite unusual. Except for the fact he had passed out almost as soon as your fingers started at his scalp.

His little snores brought a smile to your face while little giggles came from karl. While a chuckel came from sapnap. It's unusual for quackity to fall asleep first. But you wouldn't change it.

Not for the world.

*Ahem* I am now one year on testosterone! God it's been a weird journey but I do feel happier about myself.

Also I loved this fluffy tooth rotting oneshot. It made me happy to shower quackity, karl, and sapnap in love. They deserve it!

Anyways I hope you enjoyed and have a good day/night/morning/evening.

Eli out.

[darthmaulification]

boba fett NSFW alphabet

A/N: boba fett is just... *chef’s kiss* 😍😍 i want to hug and smooch him on the lips and have him absolutely rail me 🥴🥴

this is for post-sarlacc/mandalorian boba fett as well, and does primarily assume fem/afab!reader.

nsfw under the cut!!😘

A = aftercare (what are they like after sex?)

Boba’s positively soft after sex. He takes care of you so so well, especially after particularly rough rounds, and will make sure you’re safe, warm, and comfortable. This usually means he cleans you up, either by running you a bath or wiping you down with a damp cloth, and massaging away any aches you may have obtained. Boba is also uncharacteristically talkative while he tends to your needs, and it’s all praise like “You did so well, cyare” and “Such a good girl” alongside clarifying questions like “Do you feel sore anywhere?” and “Would you like me to run a bath?”. Boba makes sure you are completely taken care of.

B = body part (what’s their favorite body part of their partner? what about themselves?)

Boba doesn’t have a favorite part of your body, because he’s easily able to mark it all up and he’s never been one to pick favorites, but I suppose he’s like any other man and does enjoy your... feminine curves, so to speak. He particularly likes your hips, ass, and thighs, if not only that he’s able to spank them, nibble on them, grab onto them while he’s fucking you silly... it’s also because he loves watching them sway as you walk. There’s a certain perfect sashay mixed with a slight jerk in your gait that Boba loves to watch, how your thighs ripple slightly with each step, how your ass does the same, and how those perfect hips of your rock side to side... Yeah... there’s something perfect there.

If Boba had to chose a favorite part of his body and not say “The whole damn thing!”, he’d pick his arms and hands. They’re what he does everything with, how he handles his blasters and jet pack, how he handles fighting, how he handles you, etc etc. Boba’s hands and arms are where every skill of his is practiced and carried out, the limbs that can do anything. He finds a slight pride in that. Also, Boba knows you also enjoy his arms, so he finds it very amusing to flex for you every once in a while to get you blushing.

C = cum (basically anything to do with cum)

Boba Fett cums a lot, and he makes sure all of it ends up inside you. He finds it incredibly satisfying to dominate you in such a way, being able to paint your insides white, to claim you and your pussy as his. Boba also has a slight breeding kink, so he makes sure none of his cum goes to waste, sometimes pushing it back into you when it leaks out. 

D = dirty secret (what’s their dirty secret?)

Boba will probably never tell you this explicitly, most likely you will pick up on it with every breadcrumb he leaves, but Boba loves you so fucking much. He has so so much love for you it makes his heart bleed with the intensity. He’s never loved someone with all his being before, never cared this hard in his life. Boba may not even be able admit it to himself, love is a word that has brought him so much pain. But he loves you, he loves you, he loves you... Cyare, mesh’la, ni kar'tayl gar darasuum...

E = experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Very experienced. Boba has had many many sexual partners over his lifetime, so he knows exactly what he’s doing and his way around your body. Having the “tall, dark, and handsome” allure as a bounty hunter really helped him with this.

F = favorite position (what’s their favorite position?)

Boba has a couple positions he usually defaults to, all of which he enjoys. They are:

Leap frog. This is a close one for being his favorite position. Boba likes to keep you beneath him, for control, and when your flat on your chest, arms either trapped under your body or above your head, hips hitched up just enough to allow him access... well, that gives him all the control he could dream of. When you’re like this, Boba fucks the life out of you, draping over you to kiss your back and neck all while one hand is nestled around the front to toy with your clit. He also loves how desperate for more friction you get with this one.

Doggy style. He likes the control this position gives him, how he’s able to command you into it, set the pace, decide when you are allowed to come undone. Boba also likes being able to grab your hips and knead your ass as he rails you, leaving fingerprint bruises on your skin. He also likes spanking you and pulling at your hair. He also keeps a couple firm, large fingers against your clit, rolling that sensitive bud between them.

Missionary. Boba enjoys basic missionary because A) you’re smooshed under him, B) it gives him the ability to kiss you as he pounds into you, and C) he’s able to be versatile. He also likes how personal and intimate missionary is, being able to see your face and watch your facial expressions as you orgasm for him again and again. Boba also gives your breasts a lot of attention when he’s got this perfect access to them, kneading them and pinching and tweaking your nipples.

G = goofy (are they the more serious type, or more humorous?)

Boba is 100% about making sure that you are receiving the pleasure you deserve. He is giving you everything he’s got during sex, so there’s no room for being silly. The most “goofiness” that he partakes in is lots of teasing and dirty talk, which isn’t all that goofy to begin with, just as serious and commanding as he is.

H = hair (how well-groomed are they?)

Boba is a functionalist, so he’s pretty well groomed below the belt. Of course, of what he has left to groom. The Sarlacc pit’s acid wiped out pretty much all his body hair, including his happy trail and about a quarter of his tuft (Boba genuinely thanks the Maker every day his penis remained untouched), so there’s only a little bit to take care of. 

I = intimacy ( how intimate are they during sex?)

Boba is intimate in a very domineering, overpowering way. He gets you so close to the edge so quickly, so torturously that there’s nothing but this overwhelming closeness that occurs, this performance of worship. His hands and mouth on your body, his voice in your ear, it’s like you become one, when he’s steady above you, your bodies interlocked, fingers laced in your hair, tugging gently. It will feel like Boba pushes you to the limit, that the intensity is like a thousands stars burning over you at once. Boba’s presence is like that.

J = jack off (do they masturbate?)

When he was a younger, more spry, more sexually unruly man? Yes. Everyday, probably. Now when he’s older, has more self-control, and you by his side? Not so much. Rarely ever, to be honest. the only times he finds himself with the itch to yank it would be if he’s been gone from you for a while or if it’s a mutual masturbation type of situation.

K = kinks (any kinks?)

Boba is such a fucking sexual deviant and kinky bastard it’s no wonder he decided to be a bounty hunter, because only a bounty hunter would act up the way Boba does. He has quite a few kinks, but here are the main ones:

Daddy kink. Boba is the physical manifestation of the “Your daughter calls me daddy too” meme. He derives such a smug pleasure from you calling him Daddy. He also likes it for the position of authority it is.

Dom/sub dynamic. Boba is a bonifide top/dom and nothing is changing that. He’s the one in charge, who makes the rules and breaks the rules, and he isn’t relinquishing that anytime soon. Boba thrives in that position of power, and loves having you a submissive, moaning mess beneath him. If you are naturally a quieter, maybe introverted person, Boba would go near rabid because that softness is just what he’s looking for. If you’re dominate like him, he sees that as a challenge... Prepare to be dominated.

Praise/degradation kink. He really just loves to hear himself talk, huh? This man is constant, non-stop dirty talk during sex and he’ll be saying downright delicious things to you. He’ll be giving you all the pet names in the book, “cyar’ika”, “pretty girl”, “mesh’la”, etc etc. Every time you react the way he wants to, or you pleasantly surprise him with your response to him, you’ll be rewarded with utmost praise. He’ll coo to you about how well you’re taking his cock, how perfect your body is, how good your wet pussy tastes... everything. Boba also likes balancing the good with the bad, so he may use a bit of degradation, usually in the form of backhanded compliments or ruder nicknames. However, if you don’t like degradation, he will simply avoid it, easy said and done.

Innocence kink/virgin kink. Woo hoo boy... Boba loves if you are or act all shy and bashful with him in the bedroom. It really goes hand in hand with his dominate role, you being a submissive, blushing mess while he’s all big and intimidating (not in a fear way). He likes being the one to corrupt you by marking your body all up with love bites and small bruises, making your tight pussy his as he rails you. If you tell him you’re a virgin the first time y’all have sex, Boba might go feral.

Breeding kink. Before meeting you, Boba didn’t really have this kink. His younger years were spent angry and vengeful and full of sex that was meaningless at the end of the day. But after the Sarlacc, and snagging the Palace from Bib Fortuna, and meeting you, Boba kinda starts getting an inkling of wanting a little something extra... or a little someone extra. He starts genuinely contemplating and liking the idea of having kids, and it partly manifests in his dirty talk where he’ll say stuff like “Gonna let me fill you up?” and “Got to keep your pussy full. Womb too”. Boba likes the idea of you mothering his children.

L = location (favorite place to “do the do”?)

Boba’s favorite place to positively ravish you is anywhere that he has full control over the safety of the room. So this usually applies to the bedroom, where Boba has set up so many security measures that no one is getting in, but also to more public places. When Boba was younger, he was much much more into exhibitionism and would’ve been down to fuck like... in front of a crowd, to be honest. But he’s older now (and wiser too) so he values the concepts of safety and security, much unlike his past self. So while Boba may still fuck you in an alley or in the throne room, he makes sure that literally no one is around. He does this less out of the potential embarrassment, but more so because he knows he has a huge target on his back. 

M = motivation (what gets them turned on?)

If you start being a little tease, or show him a bit of sass and being overall more mouthy, his pants are definitely getting a bit tight around the crotch region. Boba loves it when and if you try to talk back to him or if you get all snarky.

On the opposite hand, Boba also loves it if you’re easily flustered, all pink-faced and bashful at something he says. He really finds a smidgen of shyness to be really, really enticing. It strokes his massive Dom Complex.

N = NO (what’s their turn offs?)

Boba has a few hard turn offs that he would never do, full stop. They’re age play/regression, consensual non-con/rape play, and extreme sadism. While he does have a daddy kink, it’s really only for the name and position of power, not the age factor (so he’s not into DDLG). And despite Boba being a big ol’ bastard, it’s never sat with him well to play the role of “rapist” during sex. Also, Boba likes a bit of punishment and being rough ‘n tough with you, but he has a limit of how far he’d go. He never wants to actually hurt hurt you. Even if you’re a full masochist and you asked him to do it, said it’s okay and everything, Boba would still never harm you and would probably get fully turned off.

O = oral (do they have a preference in giving/receiving?)

He doesn’t really have a preference, because he’ll go down on you and if you give him head, he’s all game, but fuck, does Boba like going down on you. He gets an immense amount of satisfaction from making you cum using only his mouth, having you completely undone and writhing just from his face between your legs. He also really loves your pussy??? Like it’s so perfect to him, the aroma, the taste, the slick, wet feel, the way it clenches and quivers around his tongue, etc etc??? Boba loves it.

P = pace & PDA (are they soft, sensual, rough, or feral? are they open to displaying the relationship?)

Boba fucks hard and rough and slow and with a purpose. He wants to give you (and himself, of course) as much pleasure as possible for as long as possible. He paces himself very well, the master of self-control he is, and he will have you orgasming and edging for ages before he finally dicks you down. Boba finds great pleasure in having you cockdumb by the end of it.

Sometimes though, Boba gives you that same purpose in a slightly different way. he still fucks you good, but he’ll be a bit more sensual, a bit more gentle. Often, it’s because you ask to love make, but occasionally it’s because Boba really really wants you to know just how much you mean to him.

PDA is very very lowkey and subtle with Boba. This is mostly because he and you know that if your relationship, especially with how deep it is, were to become too much of common knowledge, someone is bound to use it against you, specifically to get back at Boba. So, Boba doesn’t often even have a hand on you in public, or show any outward affection. What he does do though, is stand close to you or have you close at his side. He keeps you in his line of sight always, and it’s become a sort of dance you to have. Boba and you orbit each other in a way, never growing too distant nor too close. Though, its perfect for you.

However, if someone starts making moves on you, Boba may physically step in, cutting whoever it is off from you. He’ll make sure they know that your off limits, untouchable. Usually, this also brings the gentlest yet firmest of hands to your lower back.

Q = quickies (what’s their opinion on quickies?)

Yes. Just yes. Boba loves quickies. He might be addicted to them. It’s a mix of he is always Ready To Fuck and he just finds you so damn desirable and beautiful. Though he will always prefer having you for a few hours opposed to a rushed ten minutes. But don’t think he does any less of a good job.

R = risks (are they okay with experimenting? do they take risks?)

In his younger years, this would’ve been a hard, enthusiastic “yes”, but nowadays Boba won’t really actively experiment. If you have something you want to try, odds are he’ll go along with it, but he won’t ever bring up something new. He’s very content with his abilities, that are admittedly very very successful.

S = stamina (how many rounds can they last?)

Boba can last a long while, considering his age. He’s got years of experience and a whole lot of self-control under his belt, so he’s able to work you for at least a couple hours before he starts feeling it. He’ll having you cumming over and over again, working you with his mouth, hands, and cock. Boba also is very good at pacing and has this uncanny ability to restrain himself in a way that the pleasure for him doesn’t build up unless he allows it to. So don’t expect him to cum, even in light of your best efforts.

T = toys (do they own/use any toys?)

Again, used to when he was younger. But now he doesn’t because he knows he’s too damn good with his hands, mouth, and...y’know... to need any toys. Though, if you have any toys or you ask him to try one out, he’ll humor you and oblige. But he’ll tease you about it a ton, saying stuff like “Ah, but don’t you want my mouth instead?” or “I bet you’re missing my cock”. Boba will always make sure that you know he’s better than any toy that you’d introduce.

U = unfair (how much do they like to tease?)

Boba is such a smug shit. He teases so much and is so unfair that it borders on being cruel and he enjoys it, the fucking guy. If you’re into that, he’ll get you begging and in tears before he lets up and gives you what you want (read: need). But if you’re not into it, he has a base, “normal” level of tease, but he’d never take it too far. If he does push it too far, he’ll make it up to you however you want him to, because the last thing he wants is you too upset because of him.

V = volume (how loud or quiet are they during sex?)

Boba spends most his time during sex teasing the life out of you so he is vocal in that respect. He talks the talk, saying stuff like “You take my cock so well, little girl” and “Use your words, mesh’la, tell me what you want”. His constant dirty talk is sometimes broken up by growls from the back of his throat, heavy grunting and groaning, and the occasional low moan— all from the slick, hot heat that is you. 

W = wildcard (what’s a random headcanon?)

Boba struggles with pain sometimes, the aches left behind from the wounds he received from the Sarlacc pit. It usually flares up if he’s stressed or been overworking himself, making his skin feel tight, like there’s a constant pull in all directions. He also gets pain from age and overuse of his joints. Often, it’s only his knees and ankles that act up, but sometimes he gets it in his back and wrists. And though he never says anything about it, and never asks you for anything, he really does appreciate it if you take the time to give him a massage or run him a warm bath, despite how grumpy he gets when you do.

X = x-ray & x-tra (what’s underneath those clothes? any more random headcanons?”)

Boba is built like a fucking tank, an absolute hunk of a man. From a life of training, bounty hunting, fighting, etc etc, Boba has a body type akin to a powerlifter, he never built muscle for show, only functionality. He’s all broad-shoulders, stocky, and thick muscles. Unlike the beauty standard, Boba doesn’t have the ever-desired six pack abs or pinched waist, he has a hefty barrel torso and a slight, squishy tummy. His arms and legs are equally, if not more, strong and muscled like the rest of him, and Boba is very easily able to lift you up whenever.

Now, of course, Boba is very heavily scarred. He has scars of varying sizes, shapes, and ages, some being that shiny white while others are still pinkish, all over his body from bounty hunting and getting into tiffs. The Sarlacc also completed ravaged his bronze skin, leaving this impressive and tight web of scar tissue near everywhere on his body, though it’s most heavily condensed on his left side.

NOW HIS PENIS. Boba has a Nice Cock on him, that’s for damn sure. He’s not exceedingly big, but he is girthy. And weighty. Boba’s penis is 6 inches (15.25 cm) in length and just under 2.5 inches (6.35 cm) in diameter. He is uncut, and a prominent vein runs on the bell end of his cock. His balls are also very impressive and are fairly heavy.

Y = yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

High. Astronomical. Boba suffers from Horny Derangement Syndrome™. You touch his shoulder as you pass by him? His cock is hard. You give him a kiss out of the blue “just because”? He’s dry humping against you. You give him a cheeky smile and flirt with him? His pants are off. Boba is in a constant state of Wanting To Fuck. But, of course, if your sex drive doesn’t match his or if you’re not in the mood, he literally will not care or hold it against you.

Z = zzzz (how fast do they fall asleep after?)

Boba does not fall asleep until you have. Period. Full stop. It’s a bit of a machismo thing of his (he sees himself as the “protector” in the relationship) but it’s also because he just genuinely likes watching you fall asleep. Boba likes when you get all sleepy and droopy, melting against him, feeling all your muscles relax as your body starts to slow down. It makes him feel strong, comfortable, and most of all, loved. You falling asleep next to him, the Boba Fett, is almost the biggest exercise of trust you can show him, and he loves it.

[dootdootwriting]

CONGRATS ON 600!! i love your writing so much! could i request the full alphabet with resident emo boy xiao <33 tysm!

two separate people asked for the full alphabet with him ghcjdh anyway sorry for the wait it's been a long week!

600+ event!!

fluff alphabet with xiao, gn reader, no warnings

(under the cut for length)

A-Activities (what do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?)

- xiao mainly likes to spent time with you alone, so most of the time when both of you have a certain amount of time free he'll take you up to the roof of wangshu inn and watch people going about their lives below you. this ends up usually being later in the day too, and if you're lucky, you'll get to watch the sunset and the stars come out!

B-Beauty (what do they admire about their s/o? what do they think is beautiful about them?)

- xiao admires your perseverance and strong will. he's a little harsh sometimes so when you stand up for yourself or know what you want or stay with him after everything, it means a lot to him.

C-Comfort (how would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?)

- he panics with you at first and keeps firing questions at you. once he's calmed down, he'll tentatively reach out at you and hold your hands, squeezing them every once in a while or rubbing circles into them.

D-Dreams (how do they picture the future with their s/o?)

- as long as you can stay by his side for as long as possible, and as long as he's able to keep you safe, he doesn't really have anything specific in mind for the future. he almost thinks he's not allowed to want a future with you at all because of how harsh on himself he is - he'll need your support with that as well.

E-Equal (are they the dominant one in the relationship or rather passive?)

- xiao would be more dominant if he actually knew what he was doing. he normally lets you take the lead with romantic stuff since he's relatively new to the idea - unless you're just as inexperienced as he is, in which case he'll step up.

F-Fun (what do they do for fun with their s/o? what’s their idea of a fun day out?)

- man acts as if he's never heard of the word "fun" sometimes, but he has. he'll take you into liyue harbor to buy some kites and food, then take you out to some of the cliffs around jueyun karst and fly them over the updrafts. it's fun, relatively calm, and away from people.

G-Gratitude (how grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?)

- xiao's extremely grateful for everything you do to him, from just staying with him in the first place to helping him when his karmic debt takes a higher toll on him than usual. and though he's not usually the best at expressing himself, he makes sure he's told you enough that you know how much he values you.

H-Honesty (do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?)

- honest to the point of bluntness sometimes. he doesn't like keeping secrets because it eats away at him when he doesn't tell you something important - but the thing is, he also assumes it's like that for everyone else, so if you end up hiding something from him he won't likely understand why.

I-Inspiration (did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?)

- you guys are a team to combat social anxiety. it's not so hard for xiao to talk to people or be in crowded areas when you're around! granted, he still doesn't enjoy it, but it's slowly becoming easier.

J-Jealousy (do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?)

- xiao gets jealous easily and tries to hide it but fails. he thinks it would be a lot easier for you to be with someone else than with him, and that translates to him eyeing that one person at the fruit stand who's definitely flirting with you. why are you laughing? hey! stop that!

K-Kisses (are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?).

- tiny baby kisses. he doesn't know how to kiss and it takes him a while to get used to it, but after that he enjoys it. he's more one for really small kisses on the forehead or the cheek for greeting (and he will go absolutely red if you kiss him on the forehead too).

L-Love confession (how would they confess to their s/o?)

- he's got it planned! he doesn't want anything to go wrong so he has it all mapped out in his head before it happens. you're sitting on the roof of wangshu inn with your feet dangling over the balcony, early in the morning before either of you have to go out and do things. xiao kinda just sits down next to you, kisses you on the top of your head and goes "i love you, you know."

M-Mornings (what’s it like waking up with them? do they sleep late or wake up before the sun rises?)

- xiao wakes up EARLY AS HELL it's so annoying. you're guaranteed always asleep unless you wake up at like five am in which case are you okay? he always gives you kiss on the head before he gets out of bed though, and if he chances to come back and you're still asleep, he'll get back under the covers and go back to sleep with you.

N-Nicknames (what do they call their s/o?)

- calls you love, because that's what you are, and sometimes baby because he heard couples calling each other that in liyue harbor and wanted to try it. you laughed the first time you heard it because it was so unlike him, but now he says it unironically.

O-On cloud nine (what are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?)

- it's obvious to everyone else except for him - you probably figured out he loved you before he did too. when you try to suppress your emotions like xiao does, it tends to become hard to realize when new ones have popped up. eventually zhongli asks him about it and he has an epiphany and you don't see him for two days. (he's going through it, leave the poor guy alone)

P-PDA (how are they with PDA? is it fun to them or are they more reserved with their affection?)

- xiao will hold your hand as a way to make sure you're there with him, and will allow you to give him small kisses as long as they're not on the lips. he doesn't like showcasing his affection, it's just like... you're doing what you normally do, but in a place where there are other people. no hugs though he'll cringe.

Q-Quirk (some random thing they do when they’re with you for no reason in particular)

- glances behind him at random moments to make sure you're there. he's not used to having someone accompany him anywhere so it's become a habit, even at times when you're not with him.

R-Romance (how romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?)

- xiao has his own ways of showing affection (like.. catching crystalflies???) and while they aren't necessarily the most traditional ways of being romantic, you can tell there's just as much love in there as there would be if he'd gotten you flowers instead.

S-Support (are they helping their s/o achieve their goals do they believe in them?)

- xiao will help with your goals if there's anything he can realistically do. he's not very good at cheering, but he will make sure you know he supports you. and if there's anything he can do, he'll offer.

T-Thrill (do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship or do they prefer certain routine?)

- he prefers the security of the routine, though every day is a little different. xiao likes knowing you'll be there for him when he comes back to the inn, or that some days he'll be able to find you getting a snack from one of the street vendors.

U-Understanding (how good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?)

- he's empathetic and understands you but he doesn't always know how to react to things (he'll get it though). he's come to know what all your little quirks mean - what you do when you're stressed, how you sound when you're happy - he's almost more in tune with your emotions than he is with his own.

V-Value (how important is the relationship to them? What is its worth in comparison to other things in their life?).

- being with you is xiao's way of escape, and so you're very important to him, even moreso in some cases than his pursuit of evil. in any case, there will always be evil to fight, but he's scared he'll lose you, so he wants to treasure you while he still can.

W-Wild card (a random fluff headcanon?)

- he purrs like a cat sometimes. it's barely audible.

X-XOXO (Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?)

- xiao enjoys affection in moderation, and usually only when there's nobody around. xiao love soft kisses the most, and appreciates cuddles especially after a long day. it's a way of recharging for him.

Y- Yearning (how will they cope when they are missing their partner?)

- look out demons. guy's gonna track down and kill as many of them as he can to keep his mind off the fact that you're away. does it work? no, but he's twice as productive as usual, so that's one good thing.

Z-Zeal (are they willing to go to great lengths for the relationship? If so, what kind?)

- xiao would do pretty much anything for you short of killing a mortal. don't take advantage of him though, he will notice.

[biderboy]

I Want You || J. P.

A/N - hapy valentine’s day !!! here’s a james fic <4

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“oi potter!” you yell, jogging to catch up with the messy haired boy.

“l/n! what’s up? thought you and moony had detention?” he smirked, throwing his arm over your shoulder.

“arsehole, we got detention because of you, you know.” you stuck your tongue out, pushing the older boy off you, not being able to handle the close proximity.

it’s not that you didn’t love having james arm pressed up again you, it’s that you loved it a bit too much.

you knew logically it would never go anywhere, your sill little crush. not with the heart eyes james sent to evans every five minutes, surely he wouldn’t want you. you’re just another marauder, nothing truly special.

you sighed, your mood now dropping, and james picked up on it.

“is something bothering you love?” there it was, his stupid habit of calling all of his friends pet names, making your heart race and your cheeks flush.

“fine prongs, just a bit tired.” lies, lies and more lies.

“alright, let’s head back up to the dorms, i’m sure you can force pads to take a nap with you.” he laughed, and time almost froze. his laugh had to be your favorite thing about him, the way he threw his head back, his eyes scrunched up, and his entire face practically lit up.

damn, you’ve really got to get this thing under control.

despite your bad mood, you managed to smile at evans and marlene when you saw them in the common room.

nodding politely, waving a small wave, a few more steps and you’d be on your way to pads dorm and can quietly sleep off this feeling.

“potter!” bloody hell.

“sup evans? finally decided to agree to that date?” he winked, and no matter how good he looked, you couldn’t find it in you to acknowledge him.

you didn’t even bother to hear evans reaction, you simply walked off. normally, you’d smile and chat, or atleast tell the two goodbye, but it felt like you were about to scream, or cry, or maybe both, if you stuck around for another minute.

of course james would ask her out, of course she’d eventually say yes, how could she not? it’s james bloody potter, you’d be pretty stupid saying no to him.

you stalked angrily into the dorm, flopping face first onto sirius’ bed, not even bothering to look and see if peter or remus was there.

sirius moved from where he was on the bed, and a hand gently found itself in your hair,

“y/n? are you alright?” and you didn’t really have it in you to lie anymore, you looked up at him, tears in your eyes that you were too stubborn to let fall, and opened your mouth,

“y/n! what happened? you just walked off.” yeah, bloody perfect timing mate.

“nothing.” you grit out, pushing your head back into sirius’ blanket.

“oi, what did i do?” he sounded offended, good, be offended.

you sat up, finally facing the dark haired boy, looking him dead in the eye, judging by his surprised face, the tears in your eyes didn’t falter, and said

“don’t you have a date to get ready for?”

he eyes softened, a small smile coming to his face. you felt sirius move from behind you, but you weren’t sure if he left until you heard the door close.

“evans? no, you should know by now i’ll never go out with her.” he laughed, as if it was the funniest thing in the world.

“then why do you keep asking her?” crossing your arms over your chest, you were not pouting, by the way.

“it’s funny seeing her get annoyed with me,” he shrugged, “kinda like annoying you, but less fun”

you didn’t even have it in you to laugh, nor be offended. the stress and emotional toll of the day was heavily weighed on you now, you’d really appreciate it if james just left you to wallow.

“why so concerned about it anyways l/n?” he wiggled his eyes brows, which undoubtedly made him more attractive than it should have.

quite frankly you could blame it on potter being annoying, or the fact trhat you hadn’t eaten dinner yet, or even on the full moon that was coming up, but in reality the words just rushed out of your mouth, in a way you couldn’t control

“well you want to date her don’t you? you’ve been pining after her for so long you can’t see what’s right in bloody front of you.”

you didn’t have to look up to knwo that james froze, the way his breath hitched gave it away. you fucked up, oh god you fucked up so bad.

he knew, of course he knew. it was quite obvious. he’s going to hate you now, god he’s going to hat-

“y/n.” you heard him whisper, cutting off your anxious thought process, “look at me.”

no, you thought, it’s a bad iwa, he’s going to flat out reject you and you’re going to have to go cry to remus, again.

“y/n. darling, look at me please?” his voice was closer, softer, it made your insides flip in a way only james has ever made them.

you looked up meeting his brown eyes, there was a look in them, one yu coudlnt describe, ien you’ve never seen.

“you want to tell me what you meant? what’s right in front of me? ‘cause ill i’m seeing tis you darling” he’s got the half smirk on his face, he head tilted to the side in that joking manner he always had when teasing.

“bugger off.” you’ve had enough, standing up and walking towards the door, only for a hand to catch your wrist.

“y/n wait, i’m sorry. it’s not somethin to joke about is it?” spinning around, you shook your head, refusing to meet his eyes.

“james it’s fine, really. i-“

“no, it’s not.”

“it is! you like lily and it’s fine alright? you guys are so good tog-“

“there’s no way in bloody hell you think i actually like evans.”

“i- what.” confused, slightly flustered at the fact his hand was still on your wrist, and his eyes were now staring into yours.

“bloody hell y/n, i want you.”

you managed a good few seconds of complete nonsense rolling off you tongue before a proper word even managed to come out,

“what?” james laughed, more so giggled, shaking his head slightly.

“i want you, darling. have wanted you since 5th year actually.” he says it so causally, like this wasn’t what you’ve been dreaming of for the past year.

you very well may be dreaming right now.

“this isn’t real, it’s a joke right? maybe a dream even.”

“oi, it’s not a dream” he pouted, “i really like you!” his nose scrunched, his pout becoming bigger if possible. he’s a child, really.

speechless, is a word that would describe why you simply stared at his face, not really processing the fact that james potter, THE james potter, confessed to you.

his hand felt warm on your wrist, and his smile seemed to be twice as bright, only flattering as another minute went by without you saying anything.

“er- did i..misread this?” he awkwardly let go, taking a step back, but no, no, you just got him, you weren’t letting him go that easily.

your hands quickly flew to his tie, pulling his back infront of you, he tripped over his own two feet, and got closer than what you expected.

“no, no! i like you too! i um, just can’t believe it’s real.” you mumbled, cheeks flaming red.

he chuckled, and suddenly a hand was on your cheek, forcing you to look at him.

next thing you knew, his lips were pressed against yours. warm, and real, and he tasted a bit like mint and chocolate.

before you had the chance to kiss back, he smiled, pulling away slightly

“believe it now darling?”

you rolled your eyes, “fuck you potter,” before pulling his lips back to yours, properly kissing the boy youd dreamed of for months on edge.

the kiss was everything you could have imagined and more, the way his hand gently cradled your neck, as the other found its rightful spot on your waist, drawing you closer. the way his lips felt so sweet agaisnt yours, you practically wanted to melt into his arms and never let go.

and when he pulled back again, his eyes looked as if they were filled with stars. his smiled gentle, soft, and everything that screamed james.

and even if this was a dream, you’re pretty happy with how it turned out.

[n0wornever]

Healing - Luke Patterson x Reader

i love your writing so so so much, it literally makes my day a lot better when i see you have post a new imagine:)♡♡ could you do maybe one with luke (if you feel comfortable of course, if you don’t its 100% okay:) ) where the reader is plus size?? thank you so much!!

Omg I love you, thank you so much sweet thing! I have a difficult time with these storylines bc as a plus sized girl myself, I feel like they can be too corny if done wrong. I hope I did your request justice.

Also, hank you to purple anon for the nudge on this idea! 💜(lyrics are from Who You Are by Jessie J)

“Y/N, you finally wore that top we picked out!” Julie said, flashing her friend a smile as she walked toward her locker.

The girl nodded. It had taken a moment in the mirror this morning for her to fully wrap her mind around the idea of wearing the garment out of the safety of her home. The little yellow crop top was dainty and frilly, everything she loved but it fell a little higher than most of the shirts she owned. She never really exposed her stomach like this, even a few inches of skin, but after she curled her hair and pulled on her favorite pair of jeans... she knew as she admired the full outfit in the mirror that she’d regret it if she didn’t take the leap.

“Yeah, I’m actually feeling pretty good about it.” 

Julie’s smile widened as Y/N closed her locker and fell to her side. As they walked down the hallway, Julie jabbed her friend’s side with her elbow to get her attention again. 

“Are you ready for today’s performance?” 

Y/N nodded, chewing on the inside of her cheek. Today was the day that they performed their songwriting final in front of the whole class. She had worked really hard on her piece over the past few weeks. Y/N paused as the reached the door, fidgeting with her hands. Julie gaze dropped to her fingers for a moment before returning to her face. She paused the movements by grabbing the girl’s hands into hers.

“You’re going to kill it okay?” Julie reminded her, swaying their hands side to side.

Y/N let a small grin slide onto her cheek as she looked at the curly-haired girl. A hint of pink caught her eye as Carrie walked through the music room door. Her shoulders immediately deflating as their eyes met and the girl’s eyes fell down her body. Raquel held a smirk on the right side of her face before strolling the rest of the way in. Julie squeezed on Y/N’s hands, pulling her focus back to her.

“Don’t worry about her, she’s going to be too obsessed with perfecting her own routine to try to do anything to you today,” Julie responded with narrow eyes. 

Her gaze softened as she smiled at something behind Y/N. The girl gave her a puzzled look with her brows pulled to the middle of her forehead. Julie let go of her hands and took a step back.

“Plus, your lover boy looks like he’s happy with your outfit choice today too.” 

Y/N tilted her head to the side, eyes following Julie as she walked into the classroom. That frustrated glance disappeared as a familiar hold wrapped around her waist. She shivered as a kiss was placed on her neck before he whispered in her ear.

“Is it my birthday?” He said softly, a giggle falling from his lips.

She let a small smile form on her face as she turned around in his arms. Her hands reached out to his cheeks, cupping them. She let her thumbs rub along the skin as she took in his chiseled features. She let her hands slid around his neck as she relaxed into the embrace. 

“What?” She finally responded, shaking her head slightly.

“Because I really don’t deserve this treat on a normal day.” 

His eyes fell to her torso, and she followed his gaze. She tapped at the nap of his neck, bringing his eyes back up to hers. She rolled her eyes as the red appeared across his cheeks. His hands gripped around her waist a bit tighter as her eyes grilled him. 

“Do not stare me like a piece of meat, Patterson.” 

“I’M NOT I SWEAR I JUST,” He said in frustration, diverting his gaze to the ceiling. “You just look really good today,” He said, biting down on his lower lip.

“Well thank you, baby,” She said as she beamed up at him, batting her eyelashes.

He let go of his lip, letting it hang from his mouth in a pout. She let her eyes fall them for a moment before she leaned in and placed a soft his on his lips. He pulled her closer, but her arms fell from their place on his neck to break apart hands at her waist. She heard him sigh but continued her way toward the door with a smile on her face. 

The bell rang as she entered the classroom, Luke hot on her trail. She looked over to the empty chair next to Julie and sped in her direction. Her boyfriend followed closely behind, taking a spot in the chair behind her so that his arms could drape around her shoulders as they waited for the teacher to begin. The sound of heels clanking on the tile floor brought the loud discussions to a few light murmurs. 

“You all know that today is the day class,” Mrs. Harrison announced, taking her place at the front of the classroom. “I’m looking forward to hearing all of your final pieces.” 

Mrs. Harrison’s eyes fell on Y/N’s for a moment, giving her a warm smile as she clasped her hands at her chest. She had already known that she had chosen the first spot on the performance sheet over a month ago, but her brain hadn’t let her really understand what that meant until this moment. The teacher nodded toward the piano before addressing her verbally. 

“Y/N, I believe you are our first performer today. Are you ready?” 

The girl nodded, her hands grabbed the sheet music underneath her. Before she had the chance to lift herself up off the chair, she saw a hand raised in the corner of her eye. Mrs. Harrison’s gaze drifted for a moment as she pointed at the awaiting student. 

“Mrs. Harrison, don’t you think that Y/N’s outfit may be...I don’t know, a bit distracting during the performance?” 

Y/N let her gaze shift behind her as she finally landed on her feet. Raquel’s ridiculously performative frown turned to a smirk as their eyes met. 

The girl looked left to right seemingly in search of something as she held the classroom’s attention. “I know we have a dress code handbook around here somewhere.” 

Y/N crossed her hands at her waist, letting her papers crinkle under her grip. She heard the chair behind her start to move, and her gaze slipped over to her boyfriend’s pinched expression. 

As he started rise out of his chair, Y/N moved her right arm to hold a hand out toward his face. Luke sank back into his seat as he watched the altercation unfold in front of him. Mrs. Harrison said something Y/N couldn’t hear, all of her senses focused on the poised pale girl with her hands resting on her lap. Y/N licked her bottom lip, letting out a short, angry laugh before addressing her. 

“Raquel, I’ll be behind a piano. I think you’ll live.” She rose an eyebrow as the whispers around her went quiet. “Can I please do my performance now? We have very little time for intermissions.” 

She heard Luke let out a giggle behind her, a few kids around him joining in. The now flustered girl shooed away her gaze with her hand, bringing her left leg up to cross over her right and bringing her attention to Nick next to her. Y/N turned back around, nodding at her teacher, who gave her a knowing smile, before walking toward the piano. 

She placed the now slightly rippled paper on the stand before sitting down on the bench. She flexed her fingers a few times before setting her hands onto their placements on the black and white keys. She let her face turn toward the mic next to the instrument, eyes making their way back to Raquel. 

“This one is actually for you Kell,” The other girl leaned back in her chair as she listened. “I hope you like it.” 

Y/N’s hands glided down the keys. As the music began to pick up, her eyes softly closed. Her hands paused for a moment as her lips pressed forward toward the mic again. 

I stare at my reflection in the mirror Why am I doing this to myself? Losing my mind on a tiny error I nearly left the real me on the shelf

Her voice felt a little shaky, her heart thumbing into her fingertips as the moved from key to key. As she took that first exhale, she let her shoulders relax a bit and sat up straighter in her place. That’s when her fingers gained a mind of their own, running freely without waiting for her mind to catch up. Her forehead scrunched as she shook her head at the next lines. 

Don't lose who you are, in the blur of the stars Seeing is deceiving, dreaming is believing It's okay not to be okay

She felt tears start to bubble at the surface of her eyes, but she took a quick sharp breath before starting to sing again. The pull against her chest gaining strength as she sang from her gritty chest voice. 

Sometimes it's hard, to follow your heart Tears don't mean you're losing, everybody's bruising Just be true to who you are

She let her voice fade for a moment, the soft light accompaniment perfectly playing off of the bitter, somber tone in her voice as she hummed softly, her eyes facing the ceiling as she played. Her face lifted toward the center of the room, opening her eyes to find the girl across from her staring back with a wide gaze. Y/N let her left lip raise for a second before her voice took off again.

Brushing my hair, do I look perfect? I forgot what to do to fit the mold, yeah The more I try the less it's working, yeah, yeah 'Cause everything inside me screams, no, no, no, no, , no, yeah

She felt lyrics overtake her, her fingers pressing harder into the keys below them as she nodded along, eyes finally following her hands on their journey left to right. She could feel the warmth rising to her cheeks, but she couldn’t stop herself to focus on their appearance. She let the room shift to black again, her eyes shut as she repeated the chorus. 

Don't lose who you are, in the blur of the stars Seeing is deceiving, dreaming is believing It's okay not to be okay Sometimes it's hard, to follow your heart But tears don't mean you're losing, everybody's bruising There's nothing wrong with who you are

As her eyelids fluttered back open once more, she made it her mission to sing the last lines to her now puzzled enemy. Her hands fell into their placements a bit harsher, an aggressive tone ringing to match the intensity in her vocals. 

Yes, no's, egos, fake shows, like whoa Just go, and leave me alone Real talk, real life, good love, goodnight With a smile, that's my home That's my home, no

Raquel’s smart smirk fell for a moment, her hands relaxing on her thighs as the two stared at each other.

Y/N was ready to bring the song home, the repetitive lines already on the tip of her fingers made their way to the left side of the piano. She lightly touched the keys a few times before letting them hover over them silently. Y/N smiled to herself as she let her lips fall toward the microphone for the final time. 

Don't lose who you are, in the blur of the stars Seeing is deceiving, dreaming is believing It's okay not to be okay Sometimes it's hard, to follow your heart Tears don't mean you're losing, everybody's bruising Just be true to who you are

She played herself out, the delicate movements dancing off of her fingertips for a few seconds before she drew back. She kept her eyes on the keyboard for a moment as she let the impact of her words finally resonate within her. She began to hear clapping rise around her. As her eyes finally made their way to the rows of seat in front of her, she saw some of her classmates standing and smiling at her as the pressed their hands together. 

She pushed the bench out a bit, rising to bow toward the crowd. She heard a whistle sound in the crowd, looking over at her boyfriend whose smile was wide as he shook his head slowly at her. She slipped a wink in his direction before returning to the music stand to collect her sheet music. 

As she sat down in her chair, her eyes made their way to the other side of the room one more time. Raquel’s eyes refused to meet hers, her gaze fixated on her nails outstretched in front of her. Y/N sighed, bringing her focus back to her lap. After a moment of silence, she felt a hand rest on her lap. She looked over to Julie smiling in her direction.

“If we ever need Racket to shut up again, I’m giving you every single song in my notebook,” Julie’s gaze moved from her to the girl across the room and back. “Because man, did those vocals make her go silent.” 

Y/N felt her cheeks burn again under her friend’s gaze. She laughed off her nerves from the attention and set her hand on top of Julie’s. As she finally let herself breathe, a set of hands placed themselves on her shoulders, squeezing them on impact. She let her eyes fall behind her, meeting her boyfriend’s bright hazel eyes. 

“I’m in awe of you baby,” He said quietly. 

She scrunched her nose at him as he pressed his lips quickly to her head before letting go of her. As she turned back around in her seat, she couldn’t get the smile off her face. She tried to focus on her classmate’s guitar solo, but her brain kept going back to the words on the page. 

As the final performance ended and the bell rang, announcing the end of the class period, Y/N rose to her feet again. She swung her backpack over her shoulder and walked toward the door with Julie. As the duo entered the hallway, Y/N was pulled from Julie’s side by her forearm. The girl gasping at the sudden contact, but relief quickly washed over her as she realized who had stolen her away. 

Luke led her down the hallway, toward an empty stairwell. As they stood in the silent space, he released his hand from hers and pulled her in by her waist. Her smile spread across her face before she even had a chance to fight it, letting her hands rest on his chest. 

“I just wanted a moment alone with you,” He said, leaning his forehead against hers. “Are you okay?”

She let her teeth run across her bottom lip a few times before nodding. He returned the nod, leaning in and pressing his lips against hers. As they parted, his smile fell to a smart smirk as he took her in.

“I guess I really don’t need to save you, huh?” 

“No, I can handle my own battles,” She said confidently, tapping on his chest. 

She let her eyes fall back down to his lips, his eyes trailing after hers. “But I do need you to kiss me though..” 

He chuckled, bringing one of his hands up to her neck and pulling her in once more. 

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[lilsuzn]

MLQC Gavin - Fluff abc headcanons

So by the popular demand - I am back.

Just kidding. No one was asking.

Fandom: Mr. Love: Queen's Choice

Warnings: None (the reader is gender neutral)

Dedication: @marytheredqueen

A = Admiration (what do they absolutely adore about you?)

You need to trust me when I tell you that Gavin had indeed tried to find at least one thing he could dislike about you. Many times.

Yet your body seems to have no flaws. He checked quite a few times at this point.

Your heart is pure. Loving. Patient. Loyal.

Whenever you’re at his side… The world is at peace. No pain exists, nor does suffering.

You are his purpose. You are his equilibrium. Nothing matters as long as he can be by your side.

B = Body (what is their favorite part of your body?)

Your beautiful eyes.

There will never be anything more beautiful than the way they shine before your lips meet in a loving kiss.

C = Cuddling (how do they like to cuddle?)

Him on his back.

You in his arms. Laying on top of him.

Your head rests on his chest, no matter if it’s your front, side or back that presses against his muscular torso - it’s perfect.

He also likes the smell of your shampoo… it’s just intoxicating for him.

D = Dates (what does their ideal date with you look like?)

He likes doing things outside with you.

Attending festivals, engaging in new, interesting sports, indulging in some street food or picnics.

He’s a sucker for long, romantic walks too, soooooo

He takes you out to the festival. Buys all kinds of yummy food for both of you to share. Wins you an enormous plushie and then carries it around for you. While holding your hand. Tightly.

Then takes you for a night stroll, to then kiss you under the sky full of stars before you turn back.

E = Emotions (how do they express emotion around you?)

He only feels like he can really express himself around you - so it will get intense. In all the best ways.

Gavin doesn’t shy away with showing you his affection, even if he tends to have a slight problem with voicing it sometimes.

His expression softness, his fingers brush delicate circles on your skin.

He doesn’t need to say anything. You know.

F = Family (do they want one? If they do, when?)

Oh he really, really wants a family.

Two kids… or maybe more.

A dog for them, maybe.

House with a big garden and a treehouse.

He wants to play and fool around with his kids. Put them to bed. Support them. Be proud of them… Everything his father never did.

G = Gifts (how do they feel about gift giving? What are their habits when it comes to this?)

When you want something, no matter how silly it might be - it’s yours.

Don’t even make me start on what you need.

Because there are very little things (and all of them are about you) that could make him happier than seeing you happy because of what he gave you.

H = Holding Hands (when/how do they like to hold hands?)

It's not optional.

There will be hands holding whenever it's possible.

It’s as much for your safety as it is for his comfort. 

All these guys with eyes better don’t use them to stare at you. 

See this hand? This beautiful gem of a person is with ME.

Likes to hold your hand while snuggling on a couch. Or in bed while falling asleep.

Holding hands is like a physical projection of the bond that’s between the two of you - and he loves it.

I = Injury (how would they act if you got hurt?)

He would blame himself. No matter what. It might be ridiculous, but he would always feel guilty for not preventing it from happening.

Wouldn’t leave your side. Would help you with anything and everything.

If there’s a concrete person or a group of people that caused your harm... Insert a very, very angry and strong bird cop with a gun.

J = Jokes (do they like to joke around with or prank you? how?)

You would have a light-hearted relationship in which he would tease you from time to time and he wouldn’t be mad if you did the same to him.

However he’s not one to prank you. He would find no enjoyment in it.

K = Kisses (how do they like to kiss you?)

Gavin loves to be kissed and he loves to kiss. All over your face. All over your body.

Any kisses are game. Slow and passionate ones. Heated ones. Sweet, delicate, loving, appreciating - he loves them all as long as he can share them with you.

L = Love (how do they show you they love you?)

Acts of service - He looooves to spoil his lovely sweetheart (you) this way. Wants to bring you food, tidy up your apartment for you, brush your hair, paint your nails… Just ask him and he will do it. Whatever it is. And then he will do things on his own initiative, because he likes to surprise you. You smile so beautifully when he does…...

Gifts - He likes gift giving as I already mentioned in G, but it’s no indication of love to him. He just enjoys your reactions. Prefers to show his love differently.

Physical touch - His number one and you can not convince me it is not. He’s a snuggly bear who loves kisses. You are just so soft and warm and he loves you sosososososo much. Would never want to hold this way any other. His physical affection is something reserved only for you. 

Quality time - see Q.

Words of affirmation - Gavin is not very good with words. Not that he can’t be when he wants to, but he kinda doesn’t want to most of the time. It’s uncomfortable. He’s feeling unconfident doing so. He prefers other ways, but when he does speak up… It’s the most adorable and loving thing you will ever hear in your life.

M = Memory (favorite memory together?)

It was your first 'real' date, but even though you both confessed love to each other, you weren't a ‘official’ couple yet.

At least there was no proper act of becoming a one.

You walk through the park on an evening of a chilly fall. Not many people in sight.

You just finished a lovely dinner date. Gavin even bought you a dessert to share.

And it just felt right. Everything.

The way your fingers were laced. How you both couldn't spot peeping at each other.

"Will you be my girlfriend Y/N? Please?"

He sure was pretty sure you wouldn't deny him, but he didn't expect you to throw your arms around his neck and kiss him the way you did.

"Nothing could ever make me happier than that, Gavin."

N = Nightmare (what is their worst fear?)

He’s scared of losing you.

Either by you walking away from him after discovering that you “deserve so much better”

Or by not being alert enough to protect you…

Surely, he would prefer the first option, but he can’t deny that both would hit him harder than anything else ever could.

O = Oddity (what is one quirk they have?)

Gavin is a little bit of an odd duck in general, but I think he has one major weirdness about him.

I would call it… A Keanu Reeves complex.

He doesn’t like compliments. Always feels like they’re far from true, because he always feels like he’s not enough and maybe even never will be.

Which is so far from true.

Like, Vivi, come on! You’re so freakin perfect!

P = Pet Names (what do they like to call you?)

He usually calls you simply by your name, but the boy has his moments.

Moments when he can help but call you all sorts of the cutest names.

Little angel, starry eyes, little munchkin along with the classics like honey, babe, sweetheart, treasure and my precious.

Q = Quality Time (how do they like to spend time with you?)

How?

Often.

Intensely.

Calmly.

Comfortably.

Restlessly.

He just wants to be by your side. Any. Chance. He. Gets.

R = Rhythm (what song reminds you of them?)

Moonlight by Ariana Grande

Because Gavin’s sweet like candy, but he’s such a man...

Or A Drop In The Ocean by Ron Pope 

S = Secrets (how open are they with you?)

Not at all. At least at first.

He gets better with time, but you still need to ask for it. He would never just come to you to lean on your shoulder and tell you what troubles him.

T = Time (how long did it take you to get together?)

Well. A lot.

Because of what I say in X below.

He just assumes that you don’t reciprocate his feelings, because he doesn’t deserve it.

He eventually tells you about his feelings under your insistent questions regarding the subject.

And then? After he finally tells you?

That’s when it escalates quickly.

U = Upset (how do they act when you’re upset?)

At first he tries to keep it inside. Not let you see… But it’s pretty obvious since he doesn’t talk to you. Barely throws any acknowledgment your way.

It would take quite some convincing for him to tell you what’s wrong.

Unless it’s jealousy that is a reason behind his anger. Then he will show you just how upset he is…

Not necessary in a bad way, tho...

V = Vaunt (what are they proud of? Do they like to show you off?)

He’s very proud of you. Always.

Even when you think you’re a failure, he still recognizes how hard you work and how smart you are.

And he also prides himself for earning love of a woman as wonderful as you.

But he’s not a show off. He doesn’t like to be in a center of attention. He doesn’t care for compliments or recognition.

He knows how wonderful you are and that’s all that matters to him.

W = Warrior (how do they feel about you fighting? Would they fight for you, beside you, etc?)

Well, it goes without saying.

Yes. Obviously.

This is Gavin. He does it actively throughout the whole story like it’s the only thing he knows.

X = X-Ray (how well are they able to read you?)

He’s not an expert in emotions.

He gave MC a blood stained letter and was surprised she was troubled by that.

Okay, let’s not sugar coat it - he’s not good at it at all. I said it.

I’m sorry. I wish it was different for you Vivi.

Y = Yes (how would they propose to you?)

I think in Gavin’s case it would be no kneeling with a ring type of thing, because he personally sees no value of that.

Of course, he would if you told him that that’s what you want, but if you don’t…

It would be a beautiful, summer evening. The both of you watching a beautiful sunset from the rooftop of a high building.

Last months you spent together were absolutely wonderful. Life with you by his side was much happier than Gavin could ever dream of… And the way the golden sunlight graces your skin is so, so beautiful.

It wasn’t the first time the thought crossed the bird cop’s mind. He caught himself thinking about it more and more often as your relationship progressed… And before he knew it, the words left his lips.

At first you were sure you must have misheard, so you asked him to repeat. And he did.

His beautiful eyes glimmered with so much love… just as much as you felt for him. 

How could you say no to that gorgeous man that adores you so much?

And after that, expect to someday come back home to find the most beautiful and meaningful ring in the world waiting for you to wear it.

Z = Zen (what makes them feel calm?)

Gavin is a man who enjoys simple things in life.

He likes to cozy up with you on a couch on his birthday. 

Watch a sunrise and drink cocoa with you on Christmas.

He obviously enjoys various sports, especially if he can enjoy them with you.

But what really, really makes him perfectly calm? Driving Sparky with your hands around his ways and your chest pressed against his back.

The feeling of freedom mixed the warmth of your closeness… how could anyone ask for more?

[missdawnandherdusk]

Pureblood!Slytherin x Draco Dating Headcanons:

Requested by the lovely @ghostlytoadalmondhairdo! Here you go, sweetie!!

As a pureblood, you grew up with Draco (Parties, gatherings, dreadful “playdates”). Everyone expected you to grow up and fall in love and you didn’t like Draco like that he was your best friend

And Merlin you two are dorky looking kids

You two start Hogwarts and you’re both in Slytherin and beaming because you’re with someone you know

okay but can you imagine going to Diagon Alley for the first time and getting wands together and books and everything else and just geeking out while you parents roll their eyes and sigh deeply

Draco has Crabbe and Goyle, and you have Pansy and Daphne and good lord you guys are terrifying to everyone else

You and your posse are a force to be reckoned with just like Draco and his posse but you’re not too keen on being ruthless (cue mean girls, you are the Regina George of Hogwarts)

Instead, you really give in to the tradition of being a proper lady you can hear your grandmother’s words in your head all the time. “Don’t slouch, stand up straight, elbows off the table, shoulders back head up, don’t be so loud, don’t walk so loudly, cross your ankles when you sit, punctuality is everything, that skirt is too short...” 

Which leads to a lot of people calling you princess as a taunt because you’re just so posh

And Merlin everyone at this school except for your fellow Slytherins is an imbecile with no class 

Even Draco who slips into foolish taunts and you just scoff and roll your eyes, not impressed. His smile falls because he misses you. You guys were once best friends and now it seems you’ve parted ways. So he tries to be a better person keyword: tries he loses all composure around Potter

Now he’s defensive. “I can outspell you any day, princess” He snaps. “Bring it, pretty boy” You draw your wand and he stops because he remembers the day you got the wand and how your eyes were shining and now he really misses you

And you miss him too. A lot. Pansy is constantly complaining that you need to go and talk to him but you were never good with words and you didn’t know if Draco wanted to talk to you.

All of your friends are screaming internally because you two just need to talk to each other is locking them in a closet together an option???

But instead, you taunt him, and he snarks back and now it's a competition and the whole school is frustrated and slightly scared because you and Draco are both very powerful and very mad at each other all the time and you do not want to get caught in the crossfire

“You can cast a Patronus?” “What like it’s hard?” Hello Elle Woods

Suddenly you’re not twelve anymore and neither is he and he looks a lot less dorky now... and have his eyes always been that blue? Have your lips always been the perfect shade of pink?

One day you’re snapping at Draco and it starts to turn into a Duel and everyone is just watching in shock and awe at you two going at each other

Somehow you end up inches away from in, nearly growling at another, and you see a glimpse of the little kid you used to know in his eyes 

and then you’re kissing him

a cheer goes up and Pansy yells “F*cking finally!” not that you care, you’re very distracted at the moment

Can you say couple goals? Also like can you imagine the sheer DBE between the three couples of you and Dray, Pansy and Daph, Theo and Blaise?

“Girls” night (that include you, Daph, and Blaise) with records and makeovers and “Blaise it’s not fair how do you get your eyeliner so perfect?” and talking trash about your significant others and telling embarrassing stories

“Guys” night (with Pans, Dray, and Theo) that are full of midnight Quidditch matches/flying and goofing off shenanigans and “Pans you have to tell me where you get your cologne”

Shopping trips together probably in Paris that are always over expensive and full of fashion advice from anyone and everyone. “No, Blaise you cannot wear navy and black, you’ll look like a bruise” “Draco put down the shiny cape” “Daph, we have to wear skirts, not ballgowns,” “Merlin Theo, those shoes with that shirt?” “Pansy you are not shaving your head stop thinking about it,” 

Going for dinner at fancy restaurants and having proper tea parties that end up with you all mocking your parents and its hysterical

Fifth-year comes and you can finally drop the uniform though you have to remind Daph that she can’t wear ballgowns everywhere but you’re allowed to wear dresses now hello fifties aesthetic and you and Draco look like you walked out of a catalog for Vouge

Can you imagine the Yule Ball? The utter prestige that your group radiates. You all know how to dance and you and Draco waltz across the floor that has girls jealous and guys wishing they could

But whenever you look at Draco you still see that dorky kid who knocked out his loose tooth with a handheld ornate mirror

The softer moments between the two of you where there aren’t expectations or tradition and you talk under the stars about dreams and wishes

He calls you princess now unironically. He’s still your pretty boy.

Behind every great man is no one. A great man knows a great woman stands next to him and is probably rolling her eyes at him 

You and Draco breaking harmless rules that still give you a thrill of rebellion: eating dessert before dinner, breaking curfew, walking barefoot outside, not ironing and folding your socks, not making your beds every morning, buying black nail polish, ruffling his coiffed hair at the end of the day and you see the same shining eyes as the boy you grew up with and stars do you love him

But you’re still posh together: horseback riding, playing the piano together, walking along the Manor grounds on Sunday strolls, hosting dinner parties, going to galas and balls, shmoozing just about everyone in the ministry, taking the dark mark together and having to go through that entire ordeal and realizing that maybe tradition on some things is wrong

Which causes a huge fight between you and Draco because you can’t get behind the Dark Lord anymore and he’s just so scared of anyone getting hurt because he doesn’t want to lose you. But in the end, he’s there with the right choice

The lot of you holding your heads high as you walk the halls of Hogwarts during and after the battle fighting for your true home and where your real family is

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[brandyllyn]

SFW Alphabet: Poe Dameron

A = Admiration (what do they absolutely adore about you?):

Poe loves watching you talk to other people. He knows how to be charming, to get people laughing and smiling, but people just seem to trust you. Spilling out their deepest secrets without thinking twice about it. He asked you about it once but you just shrugged and said people like it when other’s listen to them and then you’d poked him in the chest with a pointed look. Once you two were done wrestling he’d forgotten the question entirely. B = Body (what is their favorite part of your body?):

He loves your hands. Watching you fiddle with a piece of machinery or glide over the controls of your work station / X-Wing. Sometimes, during a meal or just the middle of the day, you’ll reach over and cup his cheek in your palm, tracing your fingers against his temple. It makes him just melt.

C = Cuddling (how do they like to cuddle?):

You once likened cuddling with Poe to being caught by an especially nice smelling kraken. He just wraps himself around you, every one of his limbs tangled with every one of yours. There is no graceful exit from a Poe cuddle. You’re either in or you’re fighting for your life to get out. D = Dates (what does their ideal date with you look like?):

Poe hasn’t dated much. What he knows about romance is what he remembers of his parents being together. So usually he does things like make meals for you, or take your hand while you’re on a walk and spin you into a dance right then and there. He has plans for when the war is over. Of taking you to someplace safe and tropical and just relaxing. But for now he’s got BB-8 programmed to play music at opportune times and he’ll do what he can to bring a little bit of romance into your life. E = Emotions (how do they express emotion around you?):

Big emotions. Big. Poe doesn’t have small reactions to most things. He’s either running hot or he’s hiding how he’s feeling. It was a bit overwhelming at first, but you’ve learned over time to decipher the twitch of his eyebrows, how he clenches his jaw. And you coax him into talking with you about things before they can become too big. F = Family (do they want one? If they do, when?):

Poe wants kids. A half dozen of them with his nose and your eyes, and another half dozen orphans from the war. He wants to sit on a couch somewhere with your kids in his lap and his arm wrapped around you and just drift off into a peaceful sleep where he won’t have to worry about invading forces.

He’s happy to wait for that as long as it takes to be safe. And if that day is too far in the future where natural kids are off the table - then he’s open to adopting all of them. G = Gifts (how do they feel about gift giving? What are their habits when it comes to this?):

Poe is like a magpie, always finding shiny rocks or shells and leaving them in weird places for you to find. He’s not one for giving big gifts - but every day he finds a stone that’s the same color as your eyes, or he sends you a photo of something he saw that reminded him of you.

For his part, he gets very chuffed when you get him gifts. You got him a scarf a few months ago that he wore every day for a month - proudly telling anyone who commented that it was a gift from you and wasn’t it perfect? H = Holding Hands (when/how do they like to hold hands?):

If you are within three feet of you Poe is reaching for your hand. It’s like it’s automatic. Once you walked up behind him and you’d swear on everything there was no way he knew you were there but his hand reached back anyway and found yours.

When you’re in Command and pressed in with the rest of the crew, sometimes he holds your hand then too. You’re not supposed to, supposed to be professionals and focused on the mission. But it’s like he can’t help himself. I = Injury (how would they act if you got hurt?):

He would lose his goddamn mind. Once after doing a blood donation in MedBay you fainted on shift and had to be transported back down there. By the time you woke up you found out that he’d tried to force his way inside the MedBay and was sitting in the brig for punching a superior officer. He got off with a warning and cleaning detail but there were standing orders on base that if you ever went into the MedBay again all efforts were to be made to clear a path from Poe to you.

J = Jealousy (do they get jealous?):

Not really? You’re far more likely to get jealous of him talking to someone than he is to get jealous of you. What he gets jealous of is your time. You two have so few moments to just be together, any time you end up doing something else he sulks. Internally. He’d never want you to think he didn’t want you to have friends or interests outside of him. But yeah, if he could spend the rest of his life in bed with just the two of you he’d do that without thinking twice.

K = Kisses (how do they like to kiss you?):

Soft. So so soft. It’s like he’s afraid he’s going to break you. Or scare you. Or some other strange thing he has in his head about you. It’s always you that deepens the kiss. Always you that makes things a little rougher, a little needier.

L = Love (how do they show you they love you?):

It’s a thousand little things. The stroke of his thumb across the back of your hand. The way he saves the best part of his rations for you. He always has a cup of caf ready for you when you wake up, steaming and hot and just the way you like it.

He says it a lot too. Your favorite is when he nuzzles his nose against yours and just barely whispers it.

M = Memory (favorite memory together?):

Your first kiss will always be one of his favorites. You’d been off together alone somewhere, arguing about Maker only knew what, and the next thing he knew you were kissing him. He’d frozen, convinced that he’d imagined it. But when you started babbling about how you were sorry and would never do it again he had kissed you and you’d melted against him.

N = Nightmare (what is their worst fear?):

Losing. 

Losing the war. Losing his squad. Losing you. It’s a constant pall that hangs over your lives. Sometimes he wakes up in the night from dreams where the squadron goes down. Or the First Order has captured the base. You’re always there to soothe him, to stroke his back and tell him that will never happen.

He knows you can’t make that promise, but somehow hearing you say it makes it almost feel true.

O = Oddity (what is one quirk they have?):

Poe has a thing about bones. He doesn’t like them. Back on Yavin IV there was this cave he accidentally fell into as a boy and was stuck down there for hours in some animal’s abandoned abattoir. Since then, he hasn’t been able to be around old bones without feeling like he might throw up.

P = Pet Names (what do they like to call you?):

Sweetheart, gorgeous, beautiful, sexy. Once after a night of celebrating with the crew and a cask of whiskey, he mumbled something to you in a language you didn’t recognize. When you repeated it back to him he’d pushed you up against the wall and kissed you like his life depended on it, sighing the word into your mouth over and over.

He still won’t tell you what it means - or even what language it is. C-3PO is under strict instructions not to tell you.

Q = Quality Time (how do they like to spend time with you?): 

He just likes being near you. If you’re both in your quarters he enjoys sitting with your feet across his lap while you both read. Or going on walks together to look at the stars. Sometimes at Command he positions himself so that he’s closer to you, just to feel the sense of peace that settles over him when you’re near.

R = Rhythm (what song reminds you of them?):

Poe enjoys music, really he does. But he’s never really had time or inclination to learn much about it. He likes things that he can dance to with you.

S = Secrets (how open are they with you?):

You and he both have secrets. You work in different squads/ departments which means you sometimes have intel that the other doesn’t. You both understand that and try hard not to accidentally push about it.

When it comes to your personal lives Poe is, at times, an over-sharer. He asks you questions about you all the time and will answer truthfully anything you ask him.

T = Time (how long did it take you to get together?):

Longer than either of you we’re happy with. He knew he wanted you from the first moment - but with everything else going on in the universe there was never time to get to know each other. A few dates were made but always got cancelled. You spent literal months flirting and then sighing melodramatically around each other until it was an act of mercy for Command to give you both the day off and send you off somewhere alone.

When you came back you were a couple.

U = Upset (how do they act when they’re upset?):

He rarely gets truly deeply angry. Annoyed a lot - which usually manifests in an eyeroll or at worst him storming off in a huff for a bit. But when he gets truly, deeply angry he lashes out. Sometimes knocking something over or sometimes even with harsh words. You’ve had to talk to him about that - about saying things that were too harsh in the heat of the moment. He’s working on it but coming along slowly. Thankfully, you two rarely fight.

V = Vanity (how concerned are they with their looks?):Poe has never really put much thought into his looks. He knows his hair is too long most of the time, but you seem to like playing with it so he never cuts it until you say something. He never really thought of himself as more than passably handsome until you came into his life. With the number of times you have assured him he’s gorgeous he’s starting to believe it and jokes about entering beauty pageants when the war is over.

W = Warrior (how do they feel about you fighting?):

He doesn’t like it. He really doesn’t like it. Not because he thinks you can’t take care of yourself, but because he hates the idea of you getting hurt.

Once, he saw you throw a Wookie over your shoulder during a training exercise and had to stop himself from yelling "That’s my girl!" across the field. So there is that.

X = X-Ray (how well are they able to read you?):

He misses signals a lot. Over time, you’ve learned that he’s a fairly direct person and he functions best if you’re direct with him as well. Dropping hints about being upset will generally be met with confusion or him entirely mis-reading the situation and making things worse. The good thing is that he’s very open and willing to communicate. He just needs to know what you want to communicate about so he can be fully onboard.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?): 

Poe wants someone who listens to him - but who will stand up to him when the time comes. He’s not really into super shy or hesitant types. He lives his life fast and wants someone who will either keep up with him or grab him by the scruff of the neck to make him slow down.

He hates pranks. Hates them. Hates being the victim of them and will never ever help in their perpetration. They always seem more cruel to him than humorous.

Z = Zen (what makes them feel calm?):

Sitting in the quiet of space. Radio off, just drifting in his X-Wing. There’s something almost meditative about it. The only other time he feels that way is when you’re holding him in your arms.

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day6 as boyfriends headcanons?? fluff and smut pls 🥺

A/N: I hope you enjoy this and I’m so sorry it took me so long to finish, I  had bad writer’s block );

Sungjin    

He gives you loving gazes all the time

You could be brushing your teeth and you look over to him

He’s looking at you like you’re his whole world

Oh, that’s right you are his whole world

“What? Do I have something on my face?”

“No, I just love looking at you.”

You have that romance movie cliché type of love

Your friends are jealous of the love you share together

However, he’s wary about PDA, but he will hold your hand in public

Maybe a kiss on the cheek

He just prefers to keep those intimate moments between the two of you

He occasionally serenades you with his guitar

Sometimes, you’ll ask him to play because it helps you fall asleep

He loves looking down to see you all curled up and hugging his pillow

Sex is absolutely amazing

You both praise the hell out of each other

It can get rough sometimes but that’s usually when he’s really stressed

But he always makes sure you’re okay with it beforehand too

He loves morning sex and the peppered kisses that come along with it

He loves the way you look when you’re riding him

It brings him to his knees every time

He will give you whatever you want if you ride him

You were sitting on the couch watching a show when you heard the front door open. You look over and you see Sungjin with his shoulders hanging low, he looks exhausted. He trudges over to you and you motion in front of you, “Sungjin, sit down,” you tell him, he gives a strange look but obliges. You help him take his jacket off and begin to massage his shoulders, working your hands to get the knots out. He lets out a few groans as he closes his eyes and relaxes under your touch. “Baby, why are you doing this?” he asks, curious at your sudden actions. “I knew you were practicing really hard today, I just wanted to help you relax a bit.” Your hands move down his arms, deeply massaging more. He lets his head fall back against your chest, turning his head to kiss your cheek. He wonders how he got so lucky to find someone like you.

 Jae

#1 Supportive Boyfriend

He loves making you happy

You both are always joking around and pranking the others together

He loves it when you wear his clothing

Especially when the first thing he sees in the morning is you in only his shirt

“Babe, you’re drooling.”

He always makes sure you have a few of his shirts and hoodies before he leaves on tour

You will never not have any confidence around this man

He always hypes you up

He doesn’t really care about PDA

He will give you a loving kiss in public like nobody is watching

Silent giggles at night

He’s so playful with you

Being absolute crackheads together

So much kissing in the morning…plus other things

Morning sex is his favorite thing

Most of the time it happens cause all you’re wearing is his shirt

He just lifts the shirt up and slides into you

Loves pleasing you

Always eats you out like you’re his last meal

Such an amazing lover omfg

He wants to watch you come undone beneath him

He’ll definitely overstimulate the hell out of you

You were walking in the park with Jae, laughing at each other's jokes and stories from when you were younger. You looked over and saw an ice cream stand, immediately grabbing his hand and running over there to look at the selection. Before you could even grab your wallet and tell the worker what you wanted, Jae had already ordered your favorite flavor along with his own cone as he took his wallet out. You looked over to him smiling because he remembered your favorite, ”Thank you, Baby. you know I wasn’t expecting you to pay?” you tell him, before giving him a kiss on the cheek. He smiles over to you and nods, ”I know, but I still wanted to pay.” You chuckle then look down at his wallet and see in one of the clear sleeves a polaroid of the both of you. You had taken that picture on your first anniversary; you were both on the couch and he had his arms around you, and he was kissing your cheek. ”You keep that photo of us in your wallet?” you asked after he put his wallet in his pocket,  the both of you grabbing your cones and walking down the path in the park. He quickly pulled his wallet back out and opened it to reveal the picture, he smiled so lovingly as he looked at the picture and remembered that day. ”Yeah, it’s my favorite picture of us.” ”Oh yeah, why’s that?” ”It’s the day I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you,” he softly said, looking over to you. You stopped at his confession, looking up at him and smiling, ”I love you so much, Jae,” you begin as you lean up and kiss him, ���You’re a damn cheesy,” you finish before slightly smearing your cone on his nose. He gasps and begins laughing, ”Oh, you’re so done for!”

 Young K

What a gentleman

He randomly surprises you with flowers at work

He opens your car door for you

Actually, he opens every door for you

Even when you said he didn’t have to

But he just loves to do simple gestures like that

He always makes sure you’re taken care of

Especially when you’re sick

”Baby, I don’t want you to get sick!”

”I don't care, you need to be cared for! Now eat your soup and take your medicine.”

He’s very protective of you

But not in a toxic possessive way

You’re just his baby, you know?

He wants to make sure you don’t get hurt

Another one who’s very playful

Although, not so much in bed

He’s dominant and never lets you top

But jesus, is he so fucking great

He’ll have you crying in pleasure within 2 minutes

And that’s just when he uses his fingers

Don’t be a brat to this man cause oh boy

You’ll get punished with spankings, overstimulation, and orgasm denial

He won’t stop until you’re begging

But if you aren’t a brat

Look forward to praising and getting rewarded with what you want

 Brian had taken you out on a picnic in an area that was very secluded and breathtaking, you laid in his arms, both overlooking the shallow river in front of you. Brian played with your hair as he hummed ’Fly Me to The Moon’ by Frank Sinatra, it was a scene out of a romance movie.  ”The water looks so refreshing,” you stated, glancing up at him. He smiles then gets up and pulls you up with him ”Let’s go see how ’refreshing it is.” You giggle and run to the river with him, the cool water came up to your knees and you smirked at Brian and splashed him, he gives you a shocked look and returns the smirk ”Oh, you're gonna get it.” You both have a splash battle, your laughs erupting into the area around you. It ends with you jumping into his arms, he deeply kisses you then walks back to the picnic blanket and you both lay down with him on top of you. One thing leads to another and you’re both making love as the sunsets and twilight appears, a million stars shining on you both.

Wonpil

Absolutely soft for you

Loves kissing you so much

And just touching you

You have movie nights together 

He can be such a romantic cliche 

But you love it 

He randomly surprises you with flowers 

”I saw them, and I thought of you!”

He has big heart eyes for you

You could be doing a mundane task and he's just leaning on the wall watching you with a smile

Sometimes when you bend over while he's watching

His heart eyes turn to lust 

And depending on whether he's in his dom or sub headspace

He either pushes you over the nearest surface and then fucks you until you're screaming

Or comes up behind you and whines for you to touch him while pressing his bulge against you

If he's in his dom headspace and you want your way

Start softly begging for him and then take his fingers and suck on them

He will give you exactly what you want 

His sub headspace is so sfusud

If you're sitting down, he will get on his knees

Place kisses up your legs and tell you how much he needs you

 You woke up and immediately called the dream you were having; it was a wet dream. The heat between your thighs was unbearable, you look over and see the Wonpil was still asleep, you sighed and decided to not wake him up, assuming he was exhausted after the previous night you had together. You slip your hand under your panties and begin rubbing your clit, your other hand covers your mouth to muffle the sounds trying to escape you. Just as you're about to push two fingers in, Wonpil’s voice fills the room ”What are you doing, Angel?” You halt your movements and widen your eyes, you begin to stutter while trying to find the words, his smirk is devilish as he hovers over you. ”I-I wasn't doing anything- I was j-” ”Don’t act so innocent, you had me pinned underneath you just last night,” He purrs into your ear, you crumble and start roaming your hands his body. ”Baby, I need you so much. Please touch me.” He leans down and places a kiss on your lips before replacing your hand in your panties with his own. 

 Dowoon

Another soft boy

He worships the ground you walk on

Makes sure you know how much he loves you everday

Ngl he is a little awkward at first in your relationship

But when he gets comfortable it’s amazing

You both have so much fun together

He tries to teach you how to play the drums

So patient with you and makes sure you don’t feel bad if you mess up

“Oops, not that one, Baby, you’re gonna hit the crash symbal not the hi-hat symbal. That’s okay though, I did that too when I was first learning! It took me forever to learn this part in this song.”

He’s always holding your hand

Anytime you ask him to help you with something he feels so happy

He loves it when you need him

And he loves it when you need him

When you need him, he feels so powerful and dominant

He’s definitely not a Hard Dom, he is sooo soft

He loves teasing you though

But when he is his usual submissive self

He is so pretty when he begs for you to fuck him

You caught him masturbating once and nearly fell apart when you heard him moaning your name

And you practically caved in when he looked up at you and pleaded for you to touch him

It was 2 A.M when you woke up to a call from Dowoon, he was on tour in a different country and even though it was only one more week until he was home, he was missing you a great deal. You groggily answer the phone, ”Hello?” ”Oh no, did I wake you up?” he asked, sounding a bit upset. You crack a small smile and reassuring him it's okay, besides you didn't have anything to do the next day, why not stay up all night talking to Dowoon? You both talk about each other's day, what was new and how his tour was going. There a small pause in the conversation before Dowoon speaks ”God...The things I would do just to see your face right now.” ”I know, Baby, I miss you so much right now.” ”One more week and then I'm cuddling you until the world ends.” You chuckle at his words, the both of you continue to talk until you end up falling asleep on the phone with him. Before Dowoon hung up, he said ”I love you so much, Baby, I'll see you when I get home.

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Yukio Okumura Alphabet Headcanons - [SFW]

a/n: its finally here! and suprisingly, its not 2am, lmfao- heres our fave problematic boi. he deserves love too.

Yukio:

A = Affection (How affectionate are they with an s/o?)

Yukio's quite affectionate! However, most of the affection occurs somewhere in private, rarely in public; but it's not like he doesn't like showing it - he considers it somewhat intimate. Yukio has no problem holding your hand in public or wrapping his arm around your waist, though.

B = Breath (What could their s/o do to take their breath away?)

Being yourself. Not acting like completely another person, whether its to just to fit in or to get an advantage in something. Even though it sounds kinda silly, he loves seeing you being yourself, the real you, doing what you like. It comforts him in a way, considering that he always had to change himself to either be an adult and take care of someone, or fighting his own demons. Since he always has to have a facade on, it's oddly satisfying seeing the person he loves the most being true to themselves and others.

C = Cuddling (Do they cuddle? If they do, how and when do they cuddle?)

In private? hell yes. anytime, unless he's doing some important work (well,, he still lets you sit on his lap nonetheless). Loves to cuddle, even if he's a bit reluctant at first, since he isn't really used to it. Whenever you cuddle, he always unconsciously intertwines his fingers with you - it's a habit he's developed as he got used to the other person's touch.

D = Dream (What do they dream of doing with their s/o?)

Similar to Rin - having a normal life. No satan, no Illuminati, just quiet and peace. Yukio also wishes to open up about himself and finally, leave any troubles and dishonesty behind. He feels guilty a lot knowing he's probably messed up too much and it's probably not gonna happen.

E = Effort (How much effort do they put into a relationship?)

He does his best! He has a great memory, so whenever an anniversary or bday approaches, he's already prepared. He also cares a lot, and it shows whenever he checks up on you - he acts kinda like a strict and caring mom, but that's just how he is. Questions about your wellbeing are always honest. Emotionally, he might be a little clumsy.

F = Fear (What do they do if their s/o is scared? How do they handle it?)

Outside is calm and collected, but outside he's panicking. He handles the situation pretty well, no matter if it's something serious or not. He asks if you're okay, if you need anything; if he hears "no", he kisses you on your forehead, sits next to you and pulls you closer to him, so you can wrap your hands around him and listen to his heartbeat. He doesn't say anything; instead, he plays with your hair and gives small kisses on the crown on your head.

G = Gifts (What type of gifts do they give their s/o? Do they want a gift in return?)

He's the jewelry type of guy. Whether it's expensive or something on the cheaper side, he likes both if it holds some kind of meaning. He loves buying you bracelets, sometimes he gets himself a matching one and wears it hidden under that black, exorcist coat. Doesn't really want nor expects to get a gift in return, and will have a hard time accepting one, but eventually, he'll take it. (and I mean, if you shove it in his hands and leave)

H = Hugs (Do they hug their s/o? How often?)

Hugging is a must, but in a very subtle way. Oh, you two greet for the first time this day? He side hugs you, placing a kiss on your forehead. Side hug works as a goodbye as well. Full-on hugs occur usually after a tough mission, if your life's been in danger or he feels particularly affectionate that day.

I = Intimacy (How romantic are they? Do they have problems with intimacy?)

He's pretty romantic, likes those cliche things, like giving you flowers or lighting candles for a special dinner for you two. Sometimes he cringes a lot because of that cheesy things, but it's really sweet, considering his personality. The only problem with intimacy is, well, his mind that at first, doesn't want to allow you to get to know his struggles. Since he's always self-loathing, it's really hard to get through that thick walls he's built throughout the years; He does actually open up eventually, but it takes him a lot of time - he wants to know that he can trust you.

J = Jealous (Do they get jealous? How do they act when jealous?)

Gets jealous only if you're "interacting too much" with people close to him - like Rin (sorry), Bon, or Renzo. Yukio just stares and, possibly, burns holes in the other person's skull. He'll place his chin on his palm, resting his elbow on the desk and.. just stare with no shame. If that person looks at him, he just smiles, but let me tell you, that smile is NOT a pleasant one. (aka "you better stop or else" kind of smile)

K = Kiss (Are they a good kisser? Do they like to kiss? How often do they try to kiss you?)

He's a decent kisser. I think he's kissed before, so he generally knows what to do and gets better as the relationship goes. Likes kissing, surprisingly! Often kisses you around your face, like on the forehead, cheeks, or your hair. Lips kisses, however, are mostly shared in private -  he feels it's way more serious and intimate than any other kiss.

L = Love (When do they say they love you? How often do they say it? Do they prefer to say or show it?)

Yukio says "I love you" when he feels like it; it's not like he doesn't love you, it's just the way he is. Even though it's not often, he pours everything from his heart into these words. He's most likely emotionally vulnerable during this time, too -  when his walls break down and he finally lets some of his struggles out, he always says that three words when he's done with his monologue. Sometimes however, you can do a random thing, and out of nowhere you hear him saying it too (just imagine eating marshmallows and hearing his "I love you", then looking at him with your stuffed mouth.. well-). He's a 50/50 guy - he knows he doesn't say that often, so he makes it up by trying to show it in different ways.

M = Marriage (Do they want to get married? If so, what kind of ceremony?)

Would love to get married! But Yukio being Yukio, thinks that who'd want a fool like him to spend their life with? with him? after all he's done? You won't accept his proposal, bet! When he's actually going to propose, he thinks "you only die once" (this proverb is so cursed-) and he's just gonna do it, thinking he's gonna be rejected. Would like a small ceremony, only with people he trusts the most and your families. (Mephisto is NOT invited, by the way.) ((yes, he's mad about it. hoes mad))

N = Night out (What type of dates do they like to go on? How often do they like to go on them?)

Home dates all the way! Or, if night walks are considered dates, they're his favorite. Walking through the city with a cold breeze, empty streets, and blinking stars above him - it's his guilty pleasure. There's no one to bother him, and the fact that he can share this feeling with you makes him feel fulfilled inside. If it's okay with you, he can go on walks like this every night (unless the weather sucks).

O = Out of the Ordinary (What’s something they don’t normally do with/for their s/o?)

As silly as it sounds, he's usually against a nice, specific skincare routine. Whether you suggest giving you both masks, he turns that down. He thinks it takes too much time and ultimately does nothing to make his skin better. (psst, just beg him until he gives up and gets a tiger mask on)

P = Playful (Are they playful in a relationship? If so, how do they play around/mess with their s/o?)

He's quite playful if he's in a good mood. His only weapon is to tickle you whenever you expect it the least.

Q = Questions (Do they ask their s/o their opinion on things? Do they share theirs?)

Depending on what topic the discussion is about, he might or not ask you for your opinion. He does value your thoughts on things, but if it's something regarding his actions, he's very likely to listen to himself anyway. If it's about something more light-hearted or less serious in general, he's definitely gonna ask you. He himself shares his own opinion rarely, unless he's cornered.

R = Random (How spontaneous is their relationship? Do they do things on the spot or plan ahead?)

It's been planned ahead, at first, but given that his "adventures" with both the Order and Illuminati made things quite... messy, it's now considered kinda spontaneous. He, to be honest, doesn't want anymore to plan things too far ahead, not knowing if they're gonna actually work out or not.

S = Sleep (How do they sleep with their s/o?)

He's a switch! Most of the time he's the big spoon, sleeping behind you with his arm over your hip, but when his mental health gets worse, he likes being spooned. Before sleeping, he has a small routine with you - when you're lying in bed, he hugs you tightly to reassure both himself and you that you're still here for him and he's for you, safe and sound.

T = Trust (How much do they trust their s/o?)

Yukio's got a little bit of trust issues, at first. In the first few months, he won't tell any information about either himself, or Rin. If his s/o doesn't participate in exorcist classes, he won't even bring up the topic of being the son of Satan himself (so his schedule might seem a little bit sketchy). He's that kind of guy that believes his relationship won't last long, so he sees no need to tell any sensitive info that could possibly cause even more problems. As the relationship progresses and he realizes his s/o deserves to know and has put up with his shit to the current day, Yukio will slowly break the news, feeling extremely guilty.

U = Unique (What makes them unique as an s/o?)

Despite him bottling up his emotions and thoughts, he's a top-notch listener. Whenever something is bothering you, he's gonna ask if you wanna talk about it; he's gonna listen to it and give you the best advice he could possibly think of. He thinks something along the lines of "if I can't be helped, at least I'll help someone else that actually cares about me."

V = Vulnerable (How long until they can be vulnerable around their s/o? What are they like in this state?)

Very, very long. A whole ass year, if not more. His breakdowns are very violent - they start with him being furious - he's yelling, pacing around, and holding guns all the time; might also throw stuff, so in this phase, it's better to let him do his thing, instead of getting yourself injured and making him blame himself for more. The second and last phase is when he just kneels and lowers his head, dropping the guns on the floor and placing both of his hands on his face; that's when he starts sobbing, apologizing, and saying what's been on his mind all that time. He chokes on his sobs whilst talking, his entire body is shaking and when you come closer to him to embrace him, he throws himself at you and holds you like it's the last thing he's doing on this world.

W = Wild Card (Get a random domestic headcanon of the character of your choice)

On a happier note, Yukio's all ready to try out some basic, simple things you're interested in! You're baking? He's here to help you in any way he can - mixing, decorating. I headcanon that he's able to read extremely fast, so he might as well read any of the books/manga you like and talk about it later on. If you're an artist, no matter if the beginner or not, he's very willing to help you with anatomy, drawing certain parts of the body, or explaining them in detail!

X = X-Ray (What would they do if their s/o got injured?)

Surprisingly calm, unlike Rin. He's patched Rin up before, plus he has a meister in doctor, so he's familiar with it and is pretty skilled with his hands. If the injury is too much for him, he's gonna get you to the hospital.

Y = Yuck (Do they have any pet peeves about their s/o? Are there any habits that might bother their s/o?)

The only things that bother him are sticking nose in other people's business or forcing him to talk about certain things.

Z = Zeal (Are they passionate as an s/o? Do they want or like passion?)

He's trying his best to be; likes passion himself, but feels like he doesn't deserve a single bit of it.

Yukio edit isnt mine! credit to the author! <3 headcanons written by me.

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summary: after coming into a large sum of money, two teens in the midst of riding the wave of young love decide to blow their fortune on a once in a lifetime trip to the mountain winter resort of steamboat springs, colorado. 

warnings: swearing. angst. fluff. slight indication of sexual content. 

The tips of her scarlet-painted toes skimmed the lukewarm bubbles of the hot tub as her petite, bikini-clad frame perched on the varnished, wooden edge. Her rose gold, star charm anklet glistened under the dimmed, romantic fairy lights that encompassed the tall, pine wood canopy as her contemplating, chartreuse eyes observed the picturesque scenery before her; the towering, snow-topped peaks that entrapped the quaint, expensive mountain resort were breath-taking. Lined with an army of ancient, snow-sprinkled evergreens and littered with miles of meandering, frozen streams, the Colorado Mountains were truly a sight to behold. Yet, there was a relentless, incessant niggle that plagued her pensive mind - refusing to allow her peace and tranquility in possibly the most calming and serene of locations.

“What you thinking ‘bout, pretty girl?” the low, husky voice of her sandy-locked, indigo-eyed boyfriend drew her out of her pondering, wistful daze. His toned, half-naked body waded through the tepid, jet-powered waves as he demanded the attention of his long-term girlfriend. His warm, paw-like palms settled on the tops of her droplet-covered thighs - his slightly calloused thumbs tracing delicate, tender circles against the sensitive skin of her inner thighs - as he came to rest between her parted legs. He left a gentle, adoration-filled kiss against the hickey-marked skin of her inner thigh, ensuring that he had captured her whole, undivided attention.

“Maybe you should have paid off your restitution with that money, instead of blowing it all on this,” a heavily weighted exhale escaped her plump, rose-tinted lips - her glimmering, beryl eyes concentrating on his concern-laced features. Instinctively, she ran her dainty fingers through the damp, tousled tangles of his blonde, straw-like locks, pushing the unkempt waves from obstructing his chiselled face.

“What?” his anxious, sapphire orbs peered upwards through his fair, sparse eyelashes - his apprehensive heart anticipating the sickening plunge of disappointment into the deep, dark caverns of his stomach as he urged her to elaborate, “you don’t like it here?” All the fair-haired, cobalt-eyed boy yearned for was to see the beautiful, content smile - which he so very much adored - plastered across her sun-kissed features; everything he did was for the sake of her happiness - in all it’s purity, so the thought of her holding regrets towards their once-in-a-lifetime, never-be-able-to-afford-again trip pained him dearly.

“No, I do. I love it. It’s beautiful and I would give anything to leave the Outer Banks behind and stay here, forever, with you,” her voice softened at the heart-wrenching sight of anguish laced within the pearly, silver speckles of his eyes, “but I want you to be a free man more.” There was a negligible, minuscule sliver of her that resented him for taking the blame for the sinking of Topper’s boat; it had changed the course of their relationship entirely, and not particularly for the better. Not only had her strict, over-bearing parents proclaimed their disapproval of their relationship upon hearing tattling whispers of his arrest, but his selfless, fictitious confession meant that he would more than likely be sentenced to a stay in a juvenile corrections facility.

“It’s just a bit of debt, it doesn’t matter in the long run,” he half-heartedly attempted to dismiss her concerns - nonchalantly shrugging his broad, muscular shoulders as a disheartened breath escaped his nicotine-laced lungs.

“It’s a permanent charge on your record, JJ, and you could still face time in juvy for this,” she responded solemnly, “what am I supposed to do if you get locked up? Juvenile’s don’t get conjugal visits, you know?” The shaggy-haired blonde had neglected to think of the consequences of his actions upon declaring that he was the individual responsible for the Thornton’s boat shenanigans. However, the reality was, JJ Maybank had just checked off his third strike on his long, delinquency-filled wrap sheet - and the metaphorical book of justice was poised and ready to be launched in his direction as they spoke.

“And you’d rather that have been on Pope’s record, huh?” he countered opposingly - his usually loving, tender voice raised several decibels as he defended himself against his girlfriend’s disapproving tone, “it would ruin his life. Not to mention, we all know he would never survive inside. They’d fucking eat him alive.” The pleasant, endearing warmth she once felt where his wandering hands caressed the cellulite-plagued plains of her thighs dissipated into the brisk nipping of the bitter, wintry mountain breeze as he retreated from their intimate embrace.

“Pope’s the one who did it,” she mumbled in response, uncomfortable with the tone of their heated conversation. Unfortunately, this was just going to be one of those things that they would never agree on. She platonically adored Pope - truly, she did - but, of course, she loved her boyfriend more. It was inevitable that the selfish, pining sliver of her that believed Pope should take responsibility for his actions would rear it’s ill-timed head eventually. JJ didn’t deserve to be punished for a crime he, for once, had not committed - and neither did their already suffering relationship.

“Pope’s the one with the future. He’s got his scholarship, he’s got his whole life planned out, he has dreams that are actually within his reach. I couldn’t let that be taken away from him because of something I pushed him to do,” he continued to argue, his tone defensive and abrupt. As her crestfallen, veridian eyes attempted to meet with his, she recognised an unfamiliar emotion that had etched itself into the foundations of his chiselled, stubble-lined features: guilt. A conscience-eating tidal wave of remorse had overwhelmed his entire being, convincing his impressionable mind that the entirety of the situation was down to the shaggy-haired blonde. Perhaps he was right; perhaps Pope wouldn’t have acted so wildly out of character and pulled the plug from the extravagant 2019 Malibu without the misguided encouragement of his trouble-making best friend - but, simultaneously, she was right. At the end of the day, Pope was the one who ultimately committed the delinquent act, and Pope did that off his own culpable accord.

“What about your future?” she challenged him, the desperation evident within the subtle inflections of her almost pleading tone. Her tanned, petite shoulders slouched from their structured, upright position - as her head tilted ever so slightly to the side, her malachite doe eyes searching for his torment-filled pools of teal. Despite her best, relenting efforts, he refused the intimacy of eye contact.

“I don’t have a future,” his voice was quiet - almost weak - and barely audible above the ceaseless, mechanical humming of the hot tub jets, “not one like that.”

“Yes you do,” she told him tenaciously - adamant in her words as her tender, dainty palms embraced the defined contours of his pronounced cheek bones, her gentle thumbs affectionately grazing over the brittle stubble, “you have a future with me. I don’t know what that entails; whether it’s opening our own surf shop down in Yucatán, or having a log cabin in the Colorado Mountains, or living on a freaking boat in the harbour back in Kildare. Whatever it is, I don’t care as long as it’s me and you. It’s me and you, forever, J. It always has been and it always will be.”

“I’m gonna pay it all off, I promise, even if I have to get a third job,” his calloused, bear-like hands encaptured hers, giving her petite fingers a gentle, adoring squeeze, “then I’m gonna give you the life you fucking deserve. A ring, a big ass wedding at one of those fancy, country estates, a whole bunch of kids, even that damned pink Volkswagen Beetle with the flowers painted on the doors - whatever you want, I’m gonna make sure that you get it all.”

“To me and you,” he toasted meaningfully - his words exuding promise and assurance as his meaty, ring-clad fingers grasped the condensation-laced neck of the lavish, half-empty champagne bottle. Expectantly, he tilted the punt of the onyx-tinted, glass bottle towards the breath-taking, brunette beauty before him.

“To me and you,” she recited his endearing words fondly, an enamored, cordial smile curving the corners of her full, luscious lips upwards. She too grasped the neck of a chilled, vintage bottle of champagne - hers significantly fuller than his - before clinking the two aged bottled together in celebration of their future together. The two, slightly tipsy, teens each took a generous swig of the fruit-fragranced beverage, concluding the ritual.

A giddy, infatuated squeal surpassed her plump, champagne-drenched lips as his soaked, paw-like palms gripped her dainty ankles, proceeding to gently tug her scantily-clad silhouette into the depths of the heated, bubbling water. His brawny, exposed back pressed against the varnished pine wood of the hot tub bench - her already bruised knees falling either side of his swimsuit-clad lower half, straddling his tamed, semi-erect length. His loving, yet ravenous, lips found hers, molding together in a beautiful, melodic synchrony as his audacious, meandering fingers fumbled to untie the loose strings of her Aztec-printed bikini bottoms.

[judediangelo75]

Everybody Cries Sometimes...

Hello everyone,

Normally I would have an explanation of some sort before the start of a story with more life but I’m like legit tired. Something going on with me and I have not the slightest clue what it is.

No real past between the two, but the story for Judith is still relatively the same.

Talbott doesn’t know about her dead father, so he didn’t follow her to the graveyard.

I’ll say this is the beginning of 6th year and they’re not together as of yet. But they went on dates and whatnot. 

Just a fair warning: There will be a suicide attempt.

That’s all.

Here’s the song that goes with the story: Everybody Cries Sometimes by Damien Dawn (also part of Judith’s playlist).

And a bonus song: Right Here by Ashes Remain

Enjoy the story guys.

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If you were to ask Talbott to describe Judith Harris in one word, he would tell you,

“Strong.”

Despite being sorted into house that others would view as a doormat, Judith has proven to be one not to be trifled with.

She stood up to Merula back in their first year at Hogwarts.

She took on the Cursed Vaults alongside her best friend, all in an effort to find their brothers and to save the students at Hogwarts.

She was Hufflepuff’s star Beater, mentee of Erika Rath, Ravenclaw’s feared Beater.

She’s even physically broken up fights, despite her size.

There’s more to her than her physical strength. But her mental strength as well.

She acted as a big sister to her younger House mates. Even creating a small tradition to sing a song to the Hufflepuffs every once and awhile throughout the year. She mainly does it for the first years, who come to love her for welcoming them. Talbott has heard her sing this song in the Courtyard  in his Animagus form once to the new Hufflepuffs and never felt more at peace listening to the sound of her voice.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CZtUA9_ID0U

She was always looking out for others. 

Her friends.

The professors.

Random people from other houses.

Even to people who she dislikes.

She’s not afraid to provide emotional support to someone and listen to their problems, even if it takes hours.

Talbott can attest to this himself.

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~Year 5~

Talbott tossed and turned in his bed, small whimpers escaping the Animagus as he was gripped in a nightmare.

The night that his parents died.

All of it felt real.

The sounds of the Death Eaters trying to break into his home. 

The sight of his dad’s grave face and his mum’s tears.

The last warm hug he received from them before they urged him to escape from his bedroom window on the second floor.

The tortured cries of his parents that rang in his ears as he watched them die from one of the Unforgivable Curses from the air.

The feeling of guilt, sorrow, anger and weakness threatening to swallow him whole as he flew away from the scene.

Talbott awoke with a gasp, sweat clinging onto this skin and tears flowing from his sightless eyes as he try to take in his surroundings.

‘I’m in my dorm at Hogwarts... I’m safe...’ he thought to himself as he struggled to calm his erratic heart. 

This was the 4th time this week that he’s had this nightmare. The O.W.L.S. were just a week away and he felt the dread building at the sheer idea of it.

What if he failed his O.W.L.S.?

He needed to get an Exceeding Expectations or better in order to qualify for his N.E.W.T.S. so he can become an Auror. 

He felt like he failed his parents because he wasn’t able to protect them. At least as an Auror, he can prevent another child from the experience he went through many years ago. 

He wiped his wet face and groaned. He needs to get out for awhile.

Slipping on a random shirt and tucking his wand in his pajama pant pocket, he opened the window to his room. Breathing in the brisk air, he sighed softly before transforming into his Golden Eagle form and took off. 

He didn’t check the time but it suspects that it’s some kind of early hour in the morning. He flew around the sleepy castle a few times before going to the Black Lake. 

Landing in front of a giant boulder on the shore, he transformed back and watched the still waters. 

He wished he could feel that state of calm himself, the unbearable feeling of distress and fear made him feel like he was going to burst any moment.

Hot tears burned his eyes as his nightmare replayed in his mind. Sobs threatened to choke him as the salty tears ran down his face. He almost gave into his sorrow and bawled his eyes out on the shore.

Almost.

His sensitive ears picked up faint footsteps approaching and he quickly took out his wand, ready to defend himself.

He saw a silhouette of a person just a few feet away.

“S-Stop.” He mentally cursed himself for the weak stutter in voice when he said this command. Nonetheless, the person did listen and stopped where they were.

“Who are you and what are you doing here?” The person didn’t say anything for a few moments. Just as Talbott was about to repeat his question, he heard a familiar voice.

“Talbott?” The Ravenclaw wizard went stiff.

“J-Judith?” Sure enough, the Hufflepuff witch approached closer where he could properly see her. A black giant fluffy blanket was wrapped around her shoulders, whilst badger slippers covered her feet.

Talbott fought the urge to chuckle. As odd as her footwear was, it was kinda cute.

“Judith, what are you doing here,” he asked as she kneeled beside him. He prayed that she couldn’t hear how hoarse his voice was.

“Couldn’t sleep,” she simply said as she studied him. There were a few times where people could make him uncomfortable, and this is one of them. 

“Wha-”

“You’ve been crying.” Talbott immediately shut his mouth at hearing this. And she wasn’t questioning this, no.

She was stating the obvious.

His silence was all she needed to know that she was right.

Gently, she cupped his face so he can look her in the eye. He saw concern in the pools of molten gold and felt his resolve weakening.

“I’m fi-” A slender finger pressed against his cold chapped lips, gold eyes still piercing into his soul.

“Talbott, if you need to cry, then cry. I’m right here.” As if she said an incantation to a spell, tears sprang back up and he cried.

Cried as if he was 9-year-old little boy again.

Judith said nothing as he bawled his eyes out. She silently wrapped her blanket around the both of them before hugging the Ravenclaw wizard closer to her. She guided his head to lay on her full chest and carefully ran her fingers through his messy bed head. Unconsciously, the weeping teen hugged her by her waist, giving into the warmth and comfort being offered to him.

Who knows how long they stayed like that, but eventually Talbott’s sobs died down. Talbott finally noticed their position and blushed ferociously.

He’s never been this close to a girl like this, and the only witch he really showed interested in was her.

But he admits that he felt comfortable like this.

She felt warm and soft. Her ever present and unique scent wrapped around him like a security blanket. Her steady heartbeat was slowly becoming his favorite melody.

He felt safe in her embrace.

He panicked a bit when he felt her shift, clinging onto her with a silent whimper. Judith hushed him gently.

“I’m not going anywhere, Talbott. Just trying to get more comfortable. Here.” Talbott’s world flipped on it’s axis for a few seconds before it came back in focus again.

Judith was now laying against the boulder with Talbott laying on top of her. His head was on top of her chest again while he felt himself being cradled by her thighs. 

Talbott can partially feel his ears turning red...

The girl let out of soft chuckle before giving him a kiss on his forehead.

“You’re so cute, Sweets...” Talbott huffed and opted not to answer. Especially at the nickname. He instead resettled his arms around her waist again and focused on listening to her heartbeat. Slowly, he felt the exhaustion starting to sink in.

Maybe it was the late hour starting to catch up with him.

Maybe it was because he was emotionally drained.

Or maybe it was because of the warmth radiating from his crush and how her heartbeat had to be the most soothing lullaby he’s heard in years...

Whatever the reason, Talbott felt his eyes started to weigh themselves down and eventually fell asleep.

The sun was just starting to peak over the horizon the next time he opened his eyes. Let out a loud yawn, he took in his surroundings.

He was still on the shore of the Black Lake but Judith was nowhere in sight. He thought that he dreamed the whole encounter until he realized how warm he was. 

Her black blanket was still wrapped around him. 

She must’ve left to sneak back into her common room but didn’t want to disturb him. Or leave him here to freeze his tail feathers off.

Talbott thought back to their interaction.

Not once did she try to pry information out of him. 

Instead, she just stayed and comforted him.

A small smile found its way to his lips as he brought the blanket up to his nose and breathed.

Coconuts, cocoa butter, and vanilla. 

Oh so perfectly her.

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The next few days passed quickly. During the week of their O.W.L.S., he visited the shore of the Black Lake in the early hours of the morning. 

Surprisingly enough, Judith would be there too. As if she suspected him to be there.

He tried to give her back her blanket once, but she insisted that he keep it.

“I have plenty in my dorm. I’m not gonna freak out if one was missing.”

Talbott was silently thankful for this, seeing how being wrapped up in her blanket has helped him sleep easier during that week. 

Not that he’s willing to tell her that.

Or that he brings it with him to the lake so they could cuddle under it (and so she can imprint her scent on the fluffy sheet).

During that week, they spent some time talking about anything that came to mind.

One night he felt brave enough to admit to her what happened that night she found him.

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“I was having a nightmare about my parents’ death,” he mumbled against her chest. It was night after they’ve taken their Transfiguration O.W.L.S. They were wrapped up in the black blanket Talbott brought with him. Talbott laid on top of the Hufflepuff, his head resting over her chest. Judith was lazily running her fingers through his hair again and it took a lot of willpower not to preen at her gentle touch.

Much to his disappointment, she suddenly stopped after he spoke.

He really didn’t realize how touch deprived he was until her. Oh how spoiled he was when it comes to her affections.

“Do you wanna talk about it, Sweets,” she asked quietly. Talbott bit his lip at this.

He trusted Judith. A whole lot.

She’s kept his secret about being an Animagus and she never pushed him if he didn’t want to talk or if he wanted to be alone.

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to,” she said, running her fingers through his hair again. Talbott melted against her once again.

He could trust her with this.

“I was 9 years old at the time. It was just another day for me. Despite the wizarding war, my parents made sure I still had a good childhood. But it was their defiance to He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named that ruined it for me...” Judith listened attentively to his tale.

“We heard them before they reached us. My dad was quick to barricade the doors and windows before they could reach our home. There was no way for us to outrun them without them catching us. My father tried urging my mother to leave with me through my bedroom window on the second floor. But she didn’t wish to leave him behind. Besides they knew that she was an Animagus and would’ve spotted her trying to fly away...” Judith pursed her lips. Talbott explained to her why he didn’t want to register to the Ministry but now it made more sense. If they knew of his form, they’ll be on the hunt for it.

“I can still hear the harsh bangs and cruel laughter of the Death Eaters trying to break into our home. I was clutching onto my mum like a lifeline, doing my best not to make a sound. It was then that the both of them hugged me tight and told me that they loved me. They whispered to me to escape through my bedroom window before urging me upstairs. I wanted to stay, but I knew they will never allow me to. The Death Eaters broke in just as I opened my window. I quickly flew out and stayed among the trees. I-I saw...” Talbott  began to feel his throat close up on him. He felt the arm around his back squeeze him for a few moments. He took a deep breath to calm his nerves.

“I saw them drag my parents out. Th-they casted Crucio on them repeatedly. It was terrible, Judith... To see them withering on the ground, screaming and crying out in pain as those Death Eaters laughed at their misery is something I don’t think I’ll ever forget. My mum actually spotted me by the tree line. Despite the tears of pain swimming in her eyes, she gave me one last smile before mouthing ‘I love you’. That’s when one Death Eater decided they had enough fun and used Avada Kedavra on them. The empty look in my parents eyes was the last thing I saw before I flew away,” he whispered. He didn’t realize he was crying until Judith cupped his face so he can look her.

Her thumbs brushed against his tear stain cheeks. Talbott noted the callouses on her fingertips but her touch was gentle. Loving.

Her eyes were soft and understanding. 

“It’s not your fault, Talbott.” The boy’s brows furrowed in confusion. How did she-

“You probably believed that you could’ve made a difference. If only if you were older and had a wand. If only you had the strength to move mountains. If only you stayed. But understand it’s not your fault. You were a scared child who wanted to be with his parents. But your parents wanted more for you. That’s why your mother taught you how to become an Animagus. Why they sacrificed their lives for you. They wanted a future for you and you plan on using your future to protect others from dark witches, wizards, and Death Eaters so no child can go through what you did. To protect those who you are close to. And that’s your way of honoring their memory. You’re allowed to mourn over them, we all grieve differently and at different paces. But don’t let the “if only”‘s haunt you, Talbott.” 

Judith might as well write his whole life story. She was able to tell all of that by how, looking into his eyes?

Talbott wasn’t sure but he was grateful.

Grateful for having this girl in his life. 

“T-thank you, little bird,” he whispered. The most beautiful smile spread on those plump lips. Her mystical gold eyes kind as ever.

“Anything for you, bird boy...” Talbott let out a shaky exhale as he felt her soft lips kiss his forehead, lingering against his cold skin. Judith pulled back a little and Talbott was quick to cling onto her.

Their faces was really close.

Breaths mingling with one another’s.

Shy red eyes locking with patient gold ones.

“J-Judith...” The girl hummed softly.

“Yes, Talbott?” Talbott nervously swiped his tongue over his chapped lips. He was curious...

It’s not the first time he’s kissed her. Though it was always on the cheek. He never felt bold enough to kiss her on the lips...

Until now...

“I-I-I was wondering...” Judith waited silently for him to finish. He was thankfully it was dark out so she couldn’t see the blush on his face...

“C-Can I... Can I kiss you,” he rushed out before he could chicken out. 

A moment passed.

Then another.

And yet another. 

Judith had yet to say anything and Talbott could feel his blush spreading to the tips of his ears.

Judith let out a soft chuckle.

“Of course you can, Sweets.” Talbott blinked at her.

Did he hear that correctly?

Did she really just give him permission to-

A soft gasp escaped the Ravenclaw male as Judith lightly pressed her lips against his.

Soft was the first thing that came to mind. Her lips were really soft.

Talbott can feel his heart pounding against his chest as he stared wide eyed at the Hufflepuff witch. 

‘This was really happening...’ Talbott’s eyes fluttered closed and just as he was about to respond, Judith pulled away. A whine threatened to pass his throat.

“Why did you pull away,” he whispered, pushing his face closer to her’s. Judith blushed at the slightly husky tone in his voice.

“I... I thought you changed your mind. You weren’t responding...” Talbott couldn’t help but to smirk a little. Very rarely does Judith show signs of shyness.

It was cute...

“I’m sorry, little bird. I was a bit dazed is all... May I...” He left the question open in the air, waiting for her response. Judith’s arms slowly wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer still.

Their lips were a hair breadth apart.

The look in Judith’s eyes were absolutely smoldering.

“Kiss me, Talbott...”

She didn’t need to tell him twice.

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They spent a good amount of time on the shore snogging that night before falling asleep in each other’s arms. Talbott found the taste of her vanilla bean chapstick positively addicting.

She was addicting.

It eventually became a routine for them.

A few times during the week, they would sneak out on the shore and huddle together under the stars. They would talk, laugh, kiss or just sit in silence.

Talbott loved the private time they had together. 

But then everything changed.

After breaking the Portrait Curse, Judith stopped coming to the shoreline. He never had the time to question her on her absence since everyone wants the Hufflepuff’s attention. 

The last time he really saw her was at the end of the year feast. Despite the smile on her face, he saw the faraway look in those gold eyes.

They all came back from summer break to start their 6th year. The faraway look was still present in her eyes.

Along with loneliness, sadness and pain.

Talbott was determined to find out what was wrong with his little bird.

He knew this was a stretch but it was possible that she was visiting the lake shore way before he did. It just so happened he was there that night when she came. Because they were together on certain days of the week, then she must spend other days alone.

He would just have to catch her at the right time.

It didn’t take long. 

Talbott was hiding behind a boulder in his Golden Eagle form when he saw the girl approach. Her usual sleepwear, which consisted of a wife beater and shorts, clothed her frame. It was still relatively warm from the summer months, but can get a bit chilly when the breeze passes by. 

She sat at their usual spot not too far away from him, staring out at the water. 

Until he heard it.

A heartbroken sob.

Her small frame was wrecked with sobs as she cried freely. The Ravenclaw wizard was left stunned.

After all these years of knowing her, never once has he seen her cry. 

And so strongly.

He felt his heart ache for the girl he started to fall in love with.

The girl suddenly stood and Talbott suddenly got a bad feeling.

“...better off gone...” was all he heard. Before the girl dashed into the water, sinking beneath the surface.

Talbott didn’t remember transforming back in his human form but next thing he knew he was underwater with the bubble spell around his head. He struggled to see under the dark murky water. Fear gripped his heart as he swam around to search for the girl. It wasn’t until he saw movement to his left. 

Grindylows were making their way to the vulnerable witch, who was sinking fast below him. Talbott was quick to swim in front of her and cast Flipendo on the vicious water demons. Taking the free opportunity, Talbott quickly grabbed the Hufflepuff and swam to the surface. 

Quickly making his way to the shore, he laid Judith down to examine her. His fingers tried to find a pulse.

A faint one was present but her chest wasn’t moving. Talbott tried to clear his mind from the panic that threaten to overtake him as he tried to do chest compressions to restart her heart.

“C’mon, don’t do this to me Judith... I already lost my parents, I can’t lose you too,” Talbott pleaded. Pinching her nose, he parted her mouth and place his on top of her’s. He blew air into her, trying to bring her back.

It wasn’t after a few tries when she finally responded. He felt her body tense up and turned her over just as she spat out the water from her lungs.

She coughed and wheezed, tears building in her eyes as much needed oxygen flooded her system. Talbott never strayed from her side, rubbing her back and offering silent support.

Wiping her eyes, Judith turned to her unexpected savior just to have her blood run cold.

“Tal-” a pair of lips crashed onto her’s, knocking her on her back. Talbott rained kisses all over her face.

Cheeks.

Forehead.

Temple.

Nose. 

Lips. 

Chin.

Anywhere his lips could reach.

She was alive.

She was still here with him.

He eventually pulled back to look at the flushed girl underneath him.

“Why,” she quietly asked. Talbott rose a brow, waiting for her to elaborate.

“Why are you here? Why did you save me?” Her eyes looked tired as she said this. Talbott backed off her so he could pull her into his arms.

“I love you,” he whispered into her wet curls. Judith stiffened.

“Don’t tell me that.” Her voice came out colder than expected, and surprisingly came with a foreign accent. Talbott didn’t back down from this.

“But it’s true. I love you, Judith.” The girl struggled against him, but Talbott had a firm hold on her.

“No! Shut up! Just shut up! You have no idea what you’re talking about! Everyone who says that...” The girl trailed off as she sniffled. Talbott waited for his little bird to finish. Judith whimpered as she finally gave into her tears.

“Everyone who says that always end up leaving me alone,” she bawled into his chest. Talbott squeezed the girl tighter to his chest, letting her cry.

‘It’s always the people who are there for others that feel the most alone...’ Talbott silently mused as he rubbed the girl’s back in attempts to soothe her. He discreetly casted a drying spell on both of them so they wouldn’t catch a cold.

Her sobs turned into sniffles and small hiccups.

“I-I-I wasn’t like this,” she mumbled. Talbott nodded, placing a small kiss to her hairline, quietly encouraging her to continue.

“Once upon a time, I was happy. I’m not originally from Britain but an island called Barbados... It was my father’s homeland. My homeland. I was happy there. Carefree even. It all changed when I was 6. My grandmother, Mercy, died. She was the maternal figure in my life since my mother moved back to Europe after she had me. After her funeral, my father and I moved to Britain. I hated it. The land was cold and so were the people who lived there. I was made fun of because of my accent and my hair. My mother didn’t approve of how my father raised me and decided to do it herself. She taught me how to hide my accent and what’s appropriate to wear while here. If I did anything that wasn’t to her approval, she would beat me. Which left me with multiple scars. My father and brother never knew. I was lucky enough to find a friend in Brooke to make everything bearable... but it only lasted for so long. Our brothers ran away just two weeks after my 9th birthday. Not too long after that, my father fell ill with a heart virus,” Judith paused to take a breath. Nobody knew about this. With the exception of her best friend, of course.

After spending some time with the boy holding her, she felt like she could trust him with this...

“I was the one whole found him. He collapsed on his knees, coughing up blood. Other professional Healers told him that there was nothing that could do for him. I was determined to help him get better. My father was a Healer himself. He taught what he knew to help treat his ailments when he couldn’t do it himself. His little Healer, he fondly called me,” Judith chuckled at the memory before sighing.

“As the Healers said, there was nothing that could be done for him. He died on his birthday, which was weeks after my brother’s disappearance. We sang a song he taught me when we lived in Barbados while I sat on his lap. He died while I was in his arms...” 

Talbott now fully understood how Judith knew how felt when she found him on the lake shore their first night together. She knew how he felt because she understood it herself. She must’ve felt the same he did when she couldn’t save her father from dying, even though it was out of her control.

“Judith...”

“Let’s not forget brother dearest.” The girl wasn’t done. Talbott fell quiet again as the girl got the remaining weight off her chest.

“Seven years, Talbott. Seven years I haven’t seen my older brother. Hearing news that he’s dead somewhere. That he joined He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. Seven years of being compared to him. That I’ll go mad just like him. That I’ll make my House a disgrace just like him. That I’ll be expelled just like him. To finally find him again was something close to a miracle. To have a member of my family back again. All for it to blow up in my face. He ran off as soon as he heard about Rakeprick and I never heard from him since. I didn’t get a chance to tell him about Papa. He left me in that Vault to go back to Hogwarts without him... To hear that I can’t seem to hold onto anyone anymore broke me...” Judith fought against the tears that wanted to resurface. 

She looked up into those red eyes that never failed to my her heart sigh.

“Don’t you see, Talbott? Everyone who loved me left me alone. I don’t think I can take the idea of you leaving me too,” she said softly. Talbott caressed his little bird’s cheek, watching her nuzzle his hand.

“Your grandmother and your father didn’t wish to leave willing, little bird. They would probably still be here today if they could. While I can’t speak for your brother, I can speak for myself. I will never leave you, Judith. Never willing. I love you too much to do so. I will always do my best to be by your side. To help heal the brokenness within you. To love you when you come undone. When you feel like you can no longer be strong in front of everyone, you can always come to me. I’ll be there to hold you for as long as you need,” He whispered. 

Judith whimpered and pulled him closer. Talbott leaned in and kissed her.

Soft petal-like kisses were exchanged. Judith was shaking like a leaf. Talbott’s hands caressed her curvy body to help soothe her anxieties. Judith finally pulled away a little to look into the young wizard’s eyes.

“I love you, Talbott.” The boy gave her a small smile. A smile he only reserves for her.

“I love you too, Judith...” The girl cuddled up against his chest, listening to his heartbeat. The sound of it paired with his slow breathing helped the Hufflepuff fall asleep. 

“I’ll always be right here, little bird,” he whispered, kissing her forehead before falling asleep himself.

Everyone needs someone. 

Luckily they had each other.

[yeongalaxy]

Long time no see

a/n: Yeonjun smut

Warnings: Contains mature stuff, 18+, Passionate lovers, Relationship, Tour, Sex, dom!Yeonjun × sub!Reader

Word count: Hella long and interesting

You were lying in your bed, scrolling through Instagram and desperately waiting for that one call you've been waiting for the whole day.

But you were not getting it.

You got to your calling history to see that last time Yeonjun called you was yesterday evening, before you went to sleep.

He usually always calls you at least two times a day if he's not so busy with his schedule. He and the boys are currently on the tour and you haven't seen eachother in a few months now.

It's the longest you went without seeing him or having any physical connection with him and you were beyond desperate for his touch and his pressence. But it was merely your fault that you refused to come along with them on the tour, saying that you'd be way too bored at the dorms all alone and all the flights and driving.

Yeonjun and you are together for a quite some time now. It was really hard for you at the beginning, with all the 'dating a celebrity' shit going through, but you somehow managed to get used to it.

But you're still uncomfortable with him wanting to show you to the public, because you know how much hate both you and him would get, and you for sure didn't want to make him regret his choice to be with you, so you just managed to keep your relationship private.

You're happy with him. You really are.

You miss him so much that at this point, you started hugging his pillow while going to sleep, imagining it's him.

You were so sleepy, but you waited for him to call you.

You're not sure how much time passed, but you dozed off, and the sound of your phone immediately woke you up because only one person had that ringtone saved when they call you.

And it was him.

Yeonjun.

You immediately picked up. "Hey" you say, half asleep. "Hey baby, did I wake you up?" he says, his voice soft and sweet. "No, I was waiting for you to call" you smile, resting your phone right next to your head, putting him on the speaker.

You hear him chuckle. He clearly knows you've been waiting for his call and probably went crazy while doing so, yet you were so tired and still managed to wait for him, what made him feel a bit sorry for you, but you understood that he had business to do.

"How was your day?" he asks. You could feel his soft smile while he's resting on his bed, one hand behind his neck while he's starring at the ceiling.

"Very boring, as any other day. Went to work, came home, ate, watched movies, did a spa evening and that's all. Nothing new" you say in half asleep voice.

"And yours?" you add after a short silence.

"Busy. As always. I'm so tired and I miss you so much" he says. You smile to yourself, hugging his pillow.

"Jjunie?" you say after some more silence.

"Say baby"

"I need you so much"

"I need you too sweetheart"

"No baby, like, I want you so much. I want you to touch me, kiss me. I need you here, I'm so desperate. I can't wait for you to come back home"

"I know baby, I know"

You don't respond to his words. "Baby? Are you asleep?" his voice goes through your phone, but you don't hear it anymore. You fell asleep pretty fast due to how tired you actually were.

He chuckles to himself. "See you soon babygirl" he whispers and hangs up the call.

---later that night---

Yeonjun quietly opens the door to your shared bedroom and finds you peacefully sleeping on his side of the bed, hugging his pillow tightly while half of your body wasn't covered and your belly and legs were perfectly showing off to his eyes.

"So cute" he mutters to himself, then leaves his stuff in one corner of the room. He comes to the bed, gently covers your body and removes a strand of your hair from your face. You slightly shift, but don't wake up.

Yeonjun gets out of his clothes and puts on some shorts and a plain black T-shirt, then quietly joins you in the bed. He gently hugged you from behind, what makes you shift more and you lashes slowly open.

You feel a very familiar scent and slowly turn around just to see your favorite pair of eyes starring right into yours. "Jjunie? Is that you?" you whisper, rubbing your eyes.

"Hey baby" he mutters, a little smile leaving his lips. You touch his face to make sure that you're not dreaming, and the next thing you know is, you're hovering over him, hugging him tightly around his neck, while your whole tiny body rests over his muscular one.

He giggles as you shower his face with multiple little kisses, stradling him with your legs on the either side of his torso. "I missed you so much" you say cupping his face in your palms, looking straight into his eyes.

He sits up, holding firmly on your waist with his hands. He moved your hair from your face, studying your face like he never saw you before. He wanted to savor every little thing about you right now.

He's looking if you changed, lose or gained weight in your face, but nothing seems to change. He carres your cheeks and you melt in his touch immediately. "I missed you too babygirl" he says softly, making eye contact with you.

You smile and give him a passionate, long kiss on the lips. He hugs you around your waist and pulls you closer to him, wanting to feel every inch of your body. You back aways just enough to catch a breath, and touch yoir forehead with his.

"Why didn't you tell me you were coming home?" you half whisper, drawing invisible circles on his chest with your hand. "Surprise" he says, doing the same thing with his hand on your lower back.

"I was worried why you and the boys weren't answering my phone calls" you say, leaning against his shoulder. You finally felt happy, feeling his presence right beside you.

"I saw you were calling Beomgyu too" he smiles.

"At least 10 times. Soobin too. I called you all, and none of you responded" you pouted, while hugging him tightly.

"Because we were on the plane baby, I saw you called me at least 20 times" he kisses your forehead.

"I was so worried that something happened to you" you say.

He doesn't answer, you both just enjoy each others company for a moment.

After what seemed like a whole hour of silence, Yeonjun speaks up.

"Baby?" he half whisper. "Hm?" you muffle, enjoying him caressing your back. "You still up for that 'I need you soo much' stuff?" you look at him and see the playful smirk on his lips under the shinning moon.

His hands went down to massage your thighs as he bites his lip while looking directly in your eyes. You slowly nod, and in the next moment, his lips were connected with yours.

His kisses are so slow, so passionate, like he wanted to savor this moment forever. You slowly start to straddle his lap, feeling him already hardening underneath you and a small moan escapes your lips.

"God, I missed this so much" he whispers against your lips, then kisses you again, this time with a little more passion that before. He wasn't gentle, yet, he wasn't rough. He was just perfect.

He slowly turned you over so you were laying on your back, while he moved from you just to take off his T-shirt. "Wow" you gasp once you see his body. "You've been working out a little, huh?" you smile, touching down his chest to the hem of his shorts.

You tug at them, signaling for him to take them off. He does so, taking his boxers off along with his shorts. You take off your T-shirt, which was actually one of his, revealing your bare chest to him.

You tug at your panties and he helps you pull them down, while chuckling. He pumps himself a few times, then hovers over you and kisses you.

"You're really impatient, aren't you?" he whispers, his long fingers teasing your core.

Your only respond could be a moan escaping your lips.

"You're so wet for me baby" he growls in your ear, making you shiver, while he positioned himself at you. Suddenly, you feel a hurricane of pleasure go through your body as his shaft fills you and streches you just perfectly.

"Oh God, so tight" he moans, stopping once he was fully inside of you. He looks in your eyes, then kisses you passionately as he starts to move his hips.

You moan against his lips as you hug him around his neck and gently tug at his yellow blondeish hair. "Faster Jjunie, please" you plead to him, half moaning, half whispering against his ear.

His movements become faster, more passionate and stronger with every thrust. He was hitting that one weak point of yours so perfectly, you couldn't help yourself but strach his back with your nails as you moan loudly.

"Fuck y/n, you feel so good" he moans, kissing and biting your neck. Your bedroom was filled with hot moans, the sound of skin slapping and your passion for each other.

"J-jjunie, I'm gonna c-cum" you moan loudly and throw your head backwards as the feeling takes over your body. "Me... Too baby" you hear him, and with the few more fiercefull thrusts, you both come at the same time.

"Fuck" he moans and gently pulls out of you, looking at your dripping core with satisfaction. "How beautiful" he mutters, then closses the gap between you with a sweet, sloppy kiss.

He lays down next to you and you firmly hug him around his upper body, resting your head on his chest. "I love you" you softly say, drawing circles on his bare chest. "I love you too baby" he kisses your forehead.

You both lay there for a while, then he gets up, picks you up in brid style and takes you to take a shower together.

"Let's get you cleaned up, sweetheart"

A/N: Weeellll, my first one is here! I sincerely hope that you like it hahahaha, it's heeelllaaa aasss long but I hope it's not boring🤭

[adarafaelbarba]

First time with Sonny (Sonnyverse)

You had never really done it. Well, you had kinda experimented in college, but never gone all the way. It had mainly to do with your faith, that and, none of the boys were Sonny. That boy had set your standards way to high! Even long before you started dating, Sonny had been a perfect gentleman. You’re cold? here’s my sweater. You need someone to walk you home? I’ll do it.

Not only were your standards too high, but you wanted it to be meaningful, sex without love was just that, sex. You wanted it to be mutual love and a connection there.

You had felt just that after only a few months with Sonny. Of course you had known for years that you loved him, but now that you were together, you wanted it to be the right time for the both of you.

After six month together you decided to go on birth control. You wanted your body to be ready for when you would eventually get in bed with Sonny. Not to mentioned it helped ease the cramps you felt when you got your period.

You knew Sonny had some experience. He had been dating girls on and off since he was 16. It didn’t bother you, he was a teenager, he had needs. But you would lie if you said you hadn’t been jealous every time you saw him with one of them, or if he was sporting a hickey every now and again.

Knowing that Sonny would take it slow with you, you started dropping hints. And quite frankly, it was driving him mad.

«Sonny?» you said one night as you sat watching a movie in his room. «Hmm?» he asked, looking over at where you sat next to him on the floor. Without saying anything else you kissed him, your hands finding their way to his hair. He didn’t miss a beat as he started kissing back. One hand at the base of your neck, the other at your waist as he pulled you closer to him.

Crawling into his lap, you straddled him, biting down on his bottom lip. Grinding down into his lap elicits the loudest moan, making you freeze. It wasn’t that it wasn’t extremely hot to hear him do that, but anyone could be hearing them if they walked into the house, and you didn’t want to get caught. «Baby you’ve got to be quiet okay?» you cooed, leaning your forehead on his. «It just felt so good doll, I’ve wanted you for so long», he murmured, trailing kisses up and down your neck. «Think you can be quiet for me baby?» you ask, waiting for him to nod his head before you start grinding on him again.

You would be lying if you said you weren’t nervous. But you couldn’t wait any longer, you wanted him so badly. Pulling his shirt swiftly off, your breath hitched. His chest was toned, and you felt your jaw go slack at the sight. Sure, you’d seen him shirtless before when you would all go swimming, but in the time since you got together, he had gotten fitter, and it was really showing.

It took you a bit longer to collect yourself at the sight in front of you. Pulling your dress off over your head, Sonny let out a groan. «You’re so beautiful doll!» he said, his hands going everywhere. You had dreamed of him touching you like this. Of course some times when you were making out, his hand had gone under your shirt, but it had never escalated from there.

Getting up from the floor you held your hands out, signalizing that he should get up too, and he did. Are you sure you want this doll?» he asked, wrapping his arms around your waist. «I do», you purred, placing kisses across his chest. You felt a surge of braveness as you trailed the kisses downwards before you were knelt before him. «D—doll?» he was breathless as he looked at you. «I want to Sonny», you murmured, hooking your fingers in the waistband of his sweats, pulling it and his boxers down in one swift movement.

He was big and you bit your lip thinking about how it would feel when he filled you. Wrapping your hand around the base, you slowly started to stroke him. If you though he was loud when you had been grinding down on his clothed erection, you were not prepared for the sounds coming out of him now. He was moaning, fists clenching, eyes closed. «Shhh. We’re gonna get caught baby», you hissed. «S-s-sorry doll, it j-just f-feels s-s-so g-good!» he stuttered.

Wrapping your lips around the head, you started bobbing your head slowly, taking a little more of him every time until you felt him in the back of your throat. He tried so hard to be quiet, and you’d give him that, but the way he sounded was really boosting your confidence, not to mention it was making you extremely wet.

Pulling completely off of him, your hand went back to rubbing as you licked a broad stripe up his length, eliciting another loud moan. «Sonny», you warned, glaring up at him. «Sorry. Please don’t stop», he murmured, biting his lip.

You knew he was close by the way he was flexing his thighs. Pulling away again, you stayed on your knees as looked up at him. «Doll—», he started as you reached behind you, unhooking your bra. He groaned again, helping you stand. Pulling you in for a searing kiss, he lifted you up by the back of your thighs, walking you over to the bed before laying you down. «I need you Sonny», you whined, slipping off the flimsy lace material that had been covering your center. You had really planned this out. He let out a groan as he looked at you.

Laying down between your legs, he licked a broad stripe up your center, making you moan. «Oh Sonny», you whimpered, covering your mouth to hide the sounds. He smirked, teasing your neglected clit. «Stop teasing, please», you whimper, your hand going immediately into his hair. «Shhh doll, let me take care of you», he murmured, easing one finger in before another, going at a slow pace.

He went on for a couple of strokes and lick until he felt you clamping down on his fingers. «Sonny», you moaned, trying hard to muffle the sound. «Shhh.» his voice is soothing as he pulls away, kissing upwards. You let out a shaky breath when his mouth went around one of your nipples, sucking on it while his fingers peaked and twisted the other. «Baby please. I need you», you purred, biting your lip.

Moving his mouth over to the other nipple he administered the same treatment to it as he had with the other, his free hand cupping the first to tweak and pinch it. You grew frustrated. «Sonny. Please», you whimpered. «You ready for me?» he asked, looking at you. «Yes.» you sounded breathless as you spoke, pulling his face up so you could kiss him.

Hovering over you, he dipped his head, capturing your lips again. «Condom?» you asked, looking at him. «Yeah hold on», he murmured, leaning over to the bedside table, pulling out a squared plastic pack. You looked at him as he opened it, pulling out the rubber before he slowly rolled it on.

«Tell me to stop and I will», he murmured, kissing you again. «Okay», you respond, breathing slowly, biting your lip.

He started slowly, pushing in carefully. The pain taking over as you whimpered. «Sorry baby», he mumbled, kissing you as he bottomed out. You felt like you would explode, but as you slowed your breath, the pain subsided slowly. «You can move now baby», you whispered, hands running up and down his back.

Pulling out almost completely, he kissed you as he pushed back in. He did this a couple more times before finding his pace. «Oh shit baby—», you moaned lowly, pulling him in for a kiss to silence his louder moans. «T-that f—. F-feel s-s-so g-good!» he moaned, sucking on the skin of your neck.

The pace didn’t have to be fast, all you could care about was the intimacy. The feeling of him filling you up made you see stars, and you wished you had done this sooner. You felt yourself high on the feeling, and on the sounds he made into your neck.

Braving yourself, you pushed at his shoulder and moved with him, straddling him when her laid on his back. «Doll», he moaned. «Shh baby, you’ve got to be quiet for me okay.» he nodded at that, but you knew he wouldn’t be able to keep that promise.

You started slowly, moving your hips, your hands resting on his chest. «Hmm, feels so good baby.» he groaned at a particular buck down onto him. «I’m not going to be able to last that much longer», you murmured, to which he responded with a moan. Clamping a hand over his mouth you gave him a warning look.

Sitting up, Sonny wrapped his arms around your waist. «S-s-so — shit — close doll!» he moaned into your shoulder. «Let go baby», you whispered. Feeling him let go triggered your own orgasm, and you kissed him passionately as you rode out both climaxes.

As you laid back down Sonny pulled out of you and discarded the condom before getting back into bed with you. «That was amazing doll», he whispered, pulling the cover over you both. «Yeah, I wish we had done that earlier», you responded, rolling over to kiss him.

The next morning you had waken up early, hoping to sneak out before his family saw you. You had lied to your parents and said you were staying at a friends house, but you figured they might already know.

Getting dressed, you leaned over to Sonny, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. «I’ll see you later», you whispered, getting a soft yes in return.

You had almost made it to the front door when Bella stopped you. «Leaving so soon (Y/N)?» she asked, a smirk on her lips. «Can you please keep this to yourself?» you asked, pleading that she wouldn’t tell her sisters or parents. «I don’t know (Y/N). Gina and Theresa would love to hear this», she said, a smirk playing on her lips.

«Gina and Theresa would love to hear what?» came a voice from behind you, Theresa. Groaning, you turned to look at her. «Hey (Y/N), I thought you left after your bible study last night», she added, smirking. «Tessa!» you hissed, hiding you face in your hands. «Damn! Intense study session huh? You’ve got something on your neck», she teased.

Letting out another groan you shot them a dirty look before pushing past them and escaping out the front door. You couldn’t take their taunting anymore, but you knew they would mention it the next time you saw them. All you could hope for was that they wouldn’t tell their younger sister, or parents. Lord knows you couldn’t face their parents if they found out.

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