#hugs and /p forehead kisses 4 u!!!!

[habitual-creatures]

Duudde:(

I think I'm sick so I'm staying home!! Might have covid (｡•́︿•̀｡)

I'm bored,,

- 💜 anon

Oh no! That sucks, I'm sorry you're feeling bad! I hope you feel better soon!! Remember to be gentle on your body, that means lots of fluids, bland or high nutrient foods (such as hot tea, ginger, bananas, broth, oatmeal, garlic, chicken soup, honey, and a variety of other things like crackers and bread!!)

And to avoid spicy and/or greasy foods, heavy meaty foods or sugary processed things, and drinking anything caffinated, alcoholic, or citrus-y!!

Also, remember not to eat too fast or too much, so you don't get nauseous! And try not to hold off eating if you feel nauseous either. Try to nibble on something (I find crackers best to nibble on when nauseous) so that you're not giving your stomach more reason to be upset!

...Wow, um- sorry for rambling about how to take care of yourself when sick... I have a shit immune system... so I just want to make sure you're taking care of yourself.

Anyways, I hope you feel better soon! Being sick is never fun...

Also, if you're bored we're always here to talk!

(( Might not answer right away, but I'm here!! ))

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Red Lily Down

GN! Reader x Bunny Hybrid Harem

Part 3~

Azure, Llyr, Mateo

Their Info: 💐🐰✨

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

!!!MINORS DNI!!!

CW: DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT! GN! Reader,mostly subby reader, No pronouns used for reader, no body descriptions mentioned for reader, bunny hybrid reader/mostly all of the harem is an animal hybrid, NSFW: every named character wants you, dub-con touching, smut, dub con oral on m, Poly, exhibitionism, DUBCON-CNC, oral on ftm, threesome, p in whatever hole u got down there XD lol luv ya’s

Disclaimer: This harem’s theme is based off of a mix of Roots of Pacha and Watership Down. Not intended to represent any real or specific person/time/place/ or culture!

“Y/n,” Azure yawns.

“Hey,” your voice is tired.

His eyes widen as he rushes over, tripping on blankets and cushions as he gets up too quickly to come hug you. “Y/n!” He’s shivering as he brings you over to the bed. His lips caress your forehead and stay pressed to your skin.

You feel safe, cared for.

He brings you down with him and his arms are comfortably tight around your hips as you straddle him in his lap.

His ears perk up, and his face flushes.

“Oh! Sorry!” You go to get up, and he holds you.

“No. Stay.” He growls into your neck. Chills run down your spine. You reach up to play with his ears, which are definitely the softest in the world. He moans, and you feel your skin tingling.

He nips at your ear, eliciting your sighs and sweet little gasps. His hands roam your form, finding all your most sensitive spots as if he’s the one putting them there. “I… Y/n, I…”

Your heart feels so full with him, “I love you too, Azure.”

“mmm ‘love you mmore,” He kisses your jaw roughly, moaning as he speaks sending vibrations through your skull.

“Azure, you’re such a good boy…” You’ve always teased him like that before…

His heart thumps hard in his chest. “Ahem! Well! We should… Get some more sleep, Y/n” His little floof of a tail falls sadly. But, he’s right. It’s too early for anything at all right now. but…

You knock him over in a big warm embrace. “You really are my good boy!” You kiss his cheek, and giggle.

“Gods, I love you,” He snuggles you as you comfortably fall asleep.

Day light streams through the curtains finally, but, there’s no time for anything fun.

“Azure, i have to go back to Llyr’s first, wanna walk me?” You ask. And how could he ever say no to any request you make? You didn’t know there was something wrong, but Llyr said there was, and you, and everyone else trusts him!

“Course!” He pulls you into his chest and tilts your head up to kiss him.

Mateo walks along the path toward you both, smiling wickedly.

Once in range he says, “There’s my favorite bunnies,” You look to Azure, as Mateo’s arm comes around both your shoulders. Azure shrugs with a small smilie on his face that he’s clearly trying to hide.

“Oh boy,” You roll your eyes, and shrug the hotot bunny guy’s arm off. Azure looks like he’s hiding a smile.

“Azure?” Mateo, on the other hand, doesn’t try and hide his smirk.

“Kiss them.” a devious look that could stop your heart, spreads across Azures face.

Mateo caresses your face, at the same time pulling your gaze to his. He leans down giving you time to back out.

You close your eyes as he leans down, breathing you in, and injecting his heat directly throughout your veins. His lips make you light headed.

They always have, even now, after you’ve broken up.

You look to Azure, while grabbing onto Mateo, knees already buckling.

He separates from you first, pulling away with lingering touches that pull your very essence out of you like threads from spools. You’re head’s dizzy as if you’ve been spinning anyway.

“Well you have somewhere to be, don’t ya?

You hadn’t noticed but you’re stood with them right next to the healer’s hut. You let out a sigh, as they leave you; Azure’s hands in his pockets and mateos folded up in the air holding the back of his head. They’re both strutting and it’s annoying… You smile after them.

“Llyr!! Llyr!? You there? Llyr??” You call out into the dark hut. It feels a little creepy being here before he’s lit a candle.

“Ah, good! We didn’t get to finish yesterday,”

“Well I’m here now! let’s get to it”

“I’ll start the preparations,” The familiar sound of his mortar and pestle grinding away fill the silence between his words. Sooner than last time, he faces you, extending the bowl to you.

It’s another earthy looking mush ball.

Once chewing, your mouth tastes metallic and salty. It still tastes like herbs and earth… But the former flavors overpower it.

“Sorry for the taste, I wasn’t expecting you today so I didn’t have too much time to make it a little more tolerable…” As he speaks, you notice he has a bandage on his wrist.

“Are you alright Llyr??? What happened!? that’s a pretty big bandage!” You dart to his side.

He blushes fiercely through his blonde fringe as he hides his arm. “N-n-nothing, Y/n! K-kitchen accident, ah haha” He clears his throat and fixes himself. “Now, We have to start all over. So remove your top.”

“Yes sir!” You salute and chuckle innocently.

Meanwhile his bottoms are tenting by the second. He has to keep readjusting…

When you turn back to him, your glory practically freezes him in place. “Perfect,” after you sit down he presses his long blonde ear over you again. “Hmmm, theres an irregularity righhhhht here” His finger pinches just the tip of your nipple. It almost hurts, the sensation, and the wanting of something so badly…

“mm!” You’re writhing to his touch.

“Good, very good. Receptive to treatment.” his hand pulls away and you’re actually a little sad.

“I’m doing good??” You question.

“You are doing so, so good. Perfectly actually.” He checks something on a twisted root table.

“Okay, now, Open your mouth and say ahh.”

“Ahhhhhh” You even stick out your tongue for him! what a good patient you are!

“Perfect,” He takes two of his soft fingers and presses them slowly on the end of your tongue. He stares intently at your mouth, and pushes his fingers further in. The way it feels as he slides his fingers with just enough pressure to make you moan out. “Good, yes,” His voice is airy, bordering on desperate.

He licks his lips as he gets to your gag reflex, when you do, he uses more force. The lust in his eyes growing, you gag around him. Lip is tugged under teeth, he pushes in as far as he can, stuffing his hand as deep as it’ll go.

“Excellent, and, I found the problem…”

“Really!?” You pull away excitedly.

“Yes, now you have to be a good patient and take your medicine.”

“Yes, sir!”

Llyr almost falls apart, he has to grab the table to keep himself from being to obvious. Once calmed enough he opens a water skin filled with plain fermented pomegranate juice.

“Drink this,” he tells you before taking some into his mouth and pressing his lips to yours.

The juice rushes into you like rivers into sea.

When he finally pulls away he licks your lip. You’re out of breath, panting you ask, “Was that necessary?”

“Who’s the healer here?”

“You are.”

“Good job, now this next part will be a little… Harder to take.”

“Oka—mmf!” he shoves his erect and drooling cock into your mouth so fast and desperately. He couldn’t stand to be outside of your perfect lips any longer.

The taste is so addictive, sweet and salty at the same time. You want more! Your cheeks hollow as you gag around him.

“Yes, haah, the cure will come out soon, and you are to swallow all of it.”

You nod your head, mouth bobbing on the intrusion and tears staining your lashes.

He grabs your head gently, at the same time choking you by shoving the thing all the way down your throat.

You swallow all of the “cure”

“Open up, let me see,”

You do, “Ahhhh,” tongue out and all. Strands of excess saliva strings from your mouth to his still wet tip.

“Good” He fixes his garments.

You’re still sat in the chair in front of Llyr, when Mateo, and Azure pop their heads in.

“Y/N! Winter wants to see you, we’re escorting you, come,” Azure calls.

You jump up and head to the curtain covered door, waving bye to Llyr, he smiles back, the pink flush of his skin is so cute.

“Don’t fforget to c-come back tomorrow!”

The second you step through the threshold and your head turns forward to match your body, you slam into Mateos toned chest.

Your face heats up, “Ope! Sor—ry?” midway through your words he lifts you up and presses you into the external wall of Llyr’s hut. His pelvis digs into yours expertly to make you moan already.

“You still love me, I knew it”

“Turned on isnt love. ‘nd put me down!”

“So i still turn you on,” Sly smile spreads across his face, while he nuzzles into your ear.

“That’s….” You have nothing to say, you might even still love him, so what could you say.

“I love making you speechless,” he growls into your neck, taking nips and tugging on your tender, goose flecked skin.

“Yeah… Well….” You cant think of a come-back, but it’s so hard to be mad while he’s riling you up like this.

His hands roam your body searching seemingly on their own to find your sensitive spots and toy with them. “Mateooo…” You wine.

“Unnnf, fuck, say my name like that again,”

“Say mine too.”

“Azure!” You squeak in fright!

“Hah, not like that,” He pushes himself off his spot against the wall, how you forgot he was there, even for a second is beyond you.

Mateo tweaks your flesh, “A-Azure…”

“Closer,” He grins at you before turning his attention to Mateo again, “Touch them here, like this” He does first as a demonstration, but the featherlight feeling of him tracing your skin is unbearable. You gasp for air, and while they touch you Mateo continues to grind his erection into you. It’s so hot against your body.

Pressure is building in you that if it doesn’t release you fear you may burst! “Ah! Please!”

“Alright Mateo, they said please. Take off their clothes” As Azure finishes his sentence you’re already being disrobed.

“W-wait,” You push Mateo and his roaming hands away with very little force, not fully wanting him to stop.

“Alright, come here, Y/N.”

You do as you’re told, and Azure hugs you around your shoulders, your whole body is still exposed if someone in the warren were to walk by…

Mateo returns to your body from behind.

Azure tilts your face up using your jaw with just a finger and his thumb. “Y/N, you’re gonna give me head, while Mateo fucks you from behind. K?”

You nod eagerly. Whenever Azure tells you to do something, you can’t help but do it. It always feels instinctual, as if he’s in charge of your DNA or something.

The events leading up are practically a blur as you’re now face first into Azure’s crotch begging him to let you eat him out, all while Mateo meticulously opens you up, and preps you for a pounding. Your body is already shaking and your tail is bouncing before Azure grabs it!

“Hey!” You bark, and shake your butt. His hold is fast though.

“Mateo was staring too much.” He blushes a little, just before Mateo starts pressing into you at an angle. Just the tip is in and he’s already pressing right against your sweet sweet spot.

“Fff-fuck!”

“Don’t tell me you forgot how good I am,” As he speaks he rolls his hips, while keeping himself not even inside you yet. Your legs shake fiercely, and your back arches.

“Come here,” Azure grabs your face and leads your drooling mouth to his groin. You spread his folds tentatively before licking a long stripe up from hole to dick. Tasting what you get to work with.

His essence is delicious, you start to lick and suck as much as you can, you might not even be good at it, but Azure seems to be enjoying himself with you regardless.

You almost focus more on his pleasure, and forget for a second that you’re about to get railed at the same time… Until Mateo snaps his hips into your ass, definitely leaving a bruise, also burying your nose into Azure’s downstairs, eliciting a sweet moan from him as well.

“You’re not gonna forget me,” He slams into again, “that easily.” Again, “I won’t let you.” And again he slams into you and you groan loudly, Azure’s own groan follows yours.

He’s definitely feeling it! His pleasure might even be amplifying yours.

When you come, so does Azure. He grabs your face and pulls you away, so that he can just stare lovingly into your eyes as you get speared from behind, whimpering now, and tears falling from your eyes. He wipes your lips before stuffing his fingers into your mouth.

You suck on them.

Azures head rolls back as he presses them harder against your tongue.

Mateo finally comes after fucking you for so long. you know he can go way longer still, from all the marathons you had with him while you two were dating, but he hurried so that they can still get you to Winter…

Oh shit.

Winter.

[tender-rosiey]

Masterlist

🍧 = headcanons

🧁 = fanfic

🍡 = drabble

❥— BSD

↳ 𝔻𝕒𝕫𝕒𝕚 𝕆𝕤𝕒𝕞𝕦

↝ Confession 🍧

↝ First Kiss 🍧

↝ First Date 🍧

↝ The First Dearest Thing to My Heart 🧁

↝ “I’d pick your thunder; I’d pick your rain over anyone’s sunshine any day” 🍧

↝ S/O almost getting dying <PM Vr.> 🍧

↝ Comforting his stressed s/o 🍧

↝ With a spacey s/o 🍧

↝ S/O on her period 🍧

↝ S/O with gift giving love language 🍧

↝ I Can’t 🧁

↝ Realizing his love for s/o 🍡

↝ Thoughts about “The Snake of the Underworld” 🍧

↝ Dating Headcanons 🍧

↝ S/o being asexual 🍧

↝ Euphony 🧁

↝ Drunk on the Feeling 🍡

↝ S/o almost dying <ADA Vr.> 🍧

↝ “You remembered?” 🍡

↝ S/o that gives him the cold shoulder <PM> 🍧

↝ s/o who has ADHD 🍧

↝ getting their wisdom teeth removed 🍧

↝ discovering that s/o is pregnant 🍧

↝ blind s/o that has an echolocation ability 🍧

↝ s/o who is good at board/card games 🍧

↝ Losing Game 🧁

↝ intimidating s/o who is good with children 🍧

↝ meeting a genderbend of him 🍧

↝ an argument with s/o and she flinches 🍧

↝ s/o that wears glasses 🍧

↝ s/o that self harms 🍧

↝ workaholic s/o 🍧

↝ s/o with sweaty palms 🍧

↝ sweet s/o who takes him to the zoo 🍧

↝ pregnant s/o 🍧

↝ apathetic s/o 🍧

↝ gambling obsessed s/o 🍧

↝ Dating Headcanons <PM!Vr> 🍧

↝ writer s/o 🍧

↝ 🍼 <drabble> 

↝ ☕️ <drabble>

↝ 🍰 <drabble>

↝ Fifteen dazai meeting his future s/o 🍧

↝ reacting to you not saying I love you back 🍧

↝ argument headcanons 🍧

↝ as a parent 🍧

↝ Wrap My Heart 🧁

↝ apologetic s/o 🍧

↝ shy s/o who thinks she is annoying 🍧

↝ reacting to edits of them 🍧

↝ Accidental Confessions

↝ s/o’s last moments 🍧

↝ Celebrating his birthday with s/o 🍧

↝ taking care of sick s/o 🍧

↝ when he is jealous 🍧

↝ I want to 🧁

↝ comforting his sad s/o  🍧

↝ once lovable, now execrable  🍡

↝ unexpected  🍡

↝ amusement park date 🍧

↝ insecure chubby!s/o  🍧

↝  sitting on his lap while he works  🍧

↝ [4:30pm]- making flower crowns  🍡

↝ overworked s/o that didn’t win a competition  🍧

↝ standing up against a toxic family member of yours 🍧

↝ falling in love with a barista s/o 🍧

↝ we are equal 🍡

↝ texts he sends after an argument

↝ cute things he does 🍧

↝ mornings with him 🍡

↝ [10:30am] — Bookstore Date  🍡

↝ how he kisses 🍧

↝ at your service, m’lady 🧁

↝ non-Japanese s/o 🍧

↝ he fights with s/o to the point they storm out  🍡

↝ platonic forehead/cheek kisses from reader  🍧

↝ love, love, love  🍡

↝ pick a hand, won’t you?  🍡

↝ what he does when he misses you 🍧

↝ line by line  🍡

↝ your friend flirts with him  🍧

↝ shut up  🍡

↝ walking in on you sewing/crocheting  🍡

↝ how far  🍡

↝ wanting to hug them for a bit longer  🍡

↝ “i just want to see you.”  🍡

↝  hearing you talk about him 🍡

↝ everlasting  🍡

↝ your child being jealous  🍡

 ↝ the moment he knew he wanted to spend his entire life with you  🍡

↝ fighting someone who badmouthed you  🍡

↝ how he tries to win your heart 🍧

↳ ℂ𝕙𝕦𝕦𝕪𝕒 ℕ𝕒𝕜𝕒𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕒

↝ Confession 🍧

↝ First Kiss 🍧

↝ First Date 🍧

↝ Fluff Alphabet 【P,U,W,Y】 🍧

↝ “I’d pick your thunder; I’d pick your rain over anyone’s sunshine anyday” ��

↝ S/o almost dying 🍧

↝ Comforting stressed s/o 🍧

↝ S/o helping him with his Corruption 🍧

↝ S/o on her period 🍧

↝ Drunk S/o 🍧

↝ Comforting short s/o 🍧

↝ Walking on s/o showering 🍧

↝ S/o with gift giving love language 🍧

↝ Cassiopeia 🧁

↝ Cold hearted s/o 🍧

↝ Babysitting Elise with s/o 🍧

↝ Thoughts about “The Snake of the Underworld” 🍧

↝ Independent and Strong s/o 🍧

↝ Energetic and bubbly s/o 🍧

↝ S/o coming out as BI 🍧

↝ Pregnant s/o 🍧

↝ S/o that can summon demons 🍧

↝ Cheating prank 🍧

↝ S/o being asexual 🍧

↝ Wiping off his kiss 🍧

↝ Dating headcanons 🍧

↝ Insecure Chuuya 🍧

↝ “Is that my shirt?” 🍡

↝ “Wanna dance?” 🍡

↝  S/o who can’t express her emotions well 🍧

↝ “You remembered?” 🍡

↝ getting their wisdom teeth removed 🍧

↝ discovering that s/o is pregnant 🍧

↝ first time skiing 🍧

↝ intimidating s/o who is good with children 🍧

↝ an argument with s/o and she flinches 🍧

↝ s/o that wears glasses 🍧

↝ brushing his s/o’s hair 🍧

↝ s/o with sweaty palms 🍧

↝ sweet s/o who takes him to the zoo 🍧

↝ “Sometimes I can’t help but get lost in your eyes.” 🍡

↝ gambling obsessed s/o 🍧

↝ writer s/o 🍧

↝ s/o who has allergies and calls him “chuu” 🍧

↝ 🥞 <drabble>

↝ 🥂 <drabble>

↝ 🍰 <angst drabble>

↝ reacting to you not saying I love you back 🍧

↝ comforting suicidal reader <tw: suicidal thoughts>  🍧

↝ as a parent 🍧

↝ 🍰 <comfort/hurt drabble>

↝ 🍼<drabble>

↝ s/o insecure about her boobs 🍧

↝ shy s/o who thinks she is annoying 🍧

↝ reacting to edits of them 🍧

↝ Accidental Confessions 

↝ s/o’s last moments 🍧

↝ s/o gets lost before a date 🍧

↝ once lovable, now execrable  🍡

↝ s/o who sits in weird positions 🍧

↝ overworked s/o that didn’t win a competition  🍧

↝ [7:30pm]- Shopping Together  🍡

↝ standing up against a toxic family member of yours 🍧

↝ we are equal 🍡

↝ texts he sends after an argument

↝ cute things he does 🍧

↝ how he kisses 🍧

↝ non-Japanese s/o 🍧

↝ he fights with s/o to the point they storm out  🍡

↝ what he does when he misses you 🍧

↝ your friend flirts with him  🍧

↝ walking in on you sewing/crocheting  🍡

↝ wanting to hug them for a bit longer  🍡

↝  hearing you talk about him 🍡

↝ your child being jealous  🍡

↝ the moment he knew he wanted to spend his entire life with you  🍡

↝ fighting someone who badmouthed you  🍡

↝ how he tries to win your heart 🍧

↳ 𝔸𝕥𝕤𝕦𝕤𝕙𝕚 ℕ𝕒𝕜𝕒𝕛𝕚𝕞𝕒

↝ Confession 🍧

↝ First Kiss 🍧

↝ First Date 🍧

↝ “I’d pick your thunder; I’d pick your rain over anyone’s sunshine any day” 🍧

↝ Energetic and bubbly s/o 🍧

↝ S/o being asexual 🍧

↝ S/o being non-binary 🍧

↝ S/o almost dying 🍧

↝ Comforting stressed s/o 🍧

↝ “Did...did you just kiss me?”

↝ cold-hearted s/o 🍧

↝ “You might just have the most beautiful smile i’ve ever seen.” 🍡

↝ discovering that s/o is pregnant 🍧

↝ s/o that wears glasses 🍧

↝ pregnant s/o 🍧

↝ 🍼 <drabble>

↝ reacting to you not saying I love you back 🍧

↝ as a parent 🍧

↝ shy s/o who thinks she is annoying 🍧

↝ Accidental Confessions

↝ s/o’s last moments 🍧

↝  celebrating your birthday 🍧

↝ amusement park date 🍧

↝ falling in love with a barista s/o 🍧

↝ texts he sends after an argument

↝ cute things he does 🍧

↝ how he kisses 🍧

↝ trying skirts with s/o 🍧

↝ [7:00pm] — Painting each other’s nails 🍡

↝ f!s/o that can turn into a wolf  🍧

↝ platonic forehead/cheek kisses from reader   🍧

↝ what he does when he misses you 🍧

↝ walking in on you sewing/crocheting  🍡

↝ wanting to hug them for a bit longer  🍡

↳ 𝕂𝕦𝕟𝕚𝕜𝕚𝕕𝕒 𝔻𝕠𝕡𝕡𝕠

↝Confession 🍧

↝First Kiss 🍧

↝First Date 🍧

↝Dating Headcanons 🍧

↝“I’d pick your sunshine; I’d pick your rain over anyone’s sunshine any day” 🍧

↝Energetic and bubbly s/o 🍧

↝S/o being asexual 🍧

↝ 🍱 <drabble>

↝ 🥞 <drabble>

↝ him as a floweriest  🍧  

↝ insecure chubby!s/o  🍧 

 ↝  sitting on his lap while he works  🍧

↝ texts he sends after an argument

↝ cute things he does 🍧

↝ how he kisses 🍧

↝ [2:00am] — Stargazing 🍡

↝ non-Japanese s/o 🍧

↝ s/o is pregnant 🍧

↝ what he does when he misses you 🍧

↝ your child being jealous  🍡

↝ the moment he knew he wanted to spend his entire life with you  🍡

↝ fighting someone who badmouthed you  🍡

↳ 𝔸𝕜𝕦𝕥𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕨𝕒 ℝ𝕪𝕦𝕦𝕟𝕠𝕤𝕦𝕜𝕖

↝Confession 🍧

↝First Kiss 🍧

↝First Date 🍧

↝“I’d pick your thunder; I’d pick your rain over anyone’s sunshine any day” 🍧

↝S/o feels like they are a bad partner 🍧

↝S/o with gift giving love language 🍧

↝Energetic and bubbly s/o 🍧

↝s/o almost dying 🍧

↝ s/o who has ADHD 🍧

↝ first time skiing 🍧

↝ sweet s/o who takes him to the zoo 🍧

↝ crackhead and drunk s/o 🍧

↝ when he is jealous 🍧

↝ falling in love with a barista s/o 🍧

↝ cute things he does 🍧

↝ how he kisses 🍧

↝ s/o is pregnant 🍧

↝ what he does when he misses you 🍧

↝ wanting to hug them for a bit longer  🍡

↝ fighting someone who badmouthed you  🍡

↳ 𝔽𝕪𝕠𝕕𝕠𝕣 𝔻𝕠𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕖𝕧𝕤𝕜𝕪

↝Bratty Melody  🧁

↝Soft affectionate s/o 🍧

↝Affectionate s/o 🍧

↝ s/o gets a hamster 🍧

↝ s/o who is good at board/card games 🍧

↝ s/o who compliments him unconditionally 🍧

↝ crackhead and drunk s/o 🍧

↝ ☕️ <drabble>

↝ 🍼 <drabble>

↝ overworked s/o that didn’t win a competition  🍧

↝ standing up against a toxic family member of yours 🍧

↝ [9:38am] — Making Breakfast 🍡

↝ your child being jealous  🍡

↝ the moment he knew he wanted to spend his entire life with you  🍡

↝ sin  🍡

↝ how he tries to win your heart  🍧

↳ ℝ𝕒𝕟𝕡𝕠 𝔼𝕕𝕠𝕘𝕒𝕨𝕒

↝Confessions 🍧

↝First Kiss 🍧

↝First Date 🍧

↝“I’d pick your thunder; I’d pick your rain over anyone’s sunshine any day” 🍧

↝Energetic and bubbly s/o 🍧

↝  sitting on his lap while he works  🍧

↝ [11:45pm]- watching horror movies 🍡

↝ how he kisses 🍧

↝ platonic forehead/cheek kisses from reader   🍧

↝ what he does when he misses you 🍧

↝ the moment he knew he wanted to spend his entire life with you  🍡

↳ 𝔼𝕕𝕘𝕒𝕣 𝔸𝕝𝕝𝕒𝕟 ℙ𝕠𝕖

↝Spacey s/o 🍧

↝Daredevil s/o 🍧

↝S/o on her period 🍧

↝Soft affectionate s/o 🍧

↝  sitting on his lap while he works  🍧

↝ [12:00pm]- hanging out at a cat cafe 🍡

↝ what he does when he misses you 🍧

↳  ℕ𝕚𝕜𝕠𝕝𝕒𝕚 𝔾𝕠𝕘𝕠𝕝

↝ your child being jealous  🍡

↝ the moment he knew he wanted to spend his entire life with you  🍡

Rare

↳ 𝕋𝕒𝕟𝕚𝕫𝕒𝕜𝕚↝ Confession, First Kiss, First Date, “I’d pick your thunder; I’d pick your rain over anyone’s sunshine any day”, f!s/o that can turn into a wolf  ,  what he does when he misses you  <all 🍧>

↳𝕐𝕠𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕠↝ Confession & First Kiss, s/o on her period,  shy s/o,  shy s/o says something bold ,  platonic forehead/cheek kisses from reader   <all 🍧>

↳𝕂𝕠𝕦𝕪𝕠𝕦↝ s/o on her period <all 🍧>

↳𝕂𝕖𝕟𝕛𝕚↝ friendship headcanons <all 🍧>

↳𝕄𝕠𝕣𝕚↝ s/o on her period, with a kind hearted s/o <all 🍧>  (this character will have no more works)

↳𝕋𝕒𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕒↝ crush headcanons, s/o gets a cat  , what he does when he misses you <all 🍧>

↳ℍ𝕚𝕘𝕦𝕔𝕙𝕚↝ soft affectionate s/o  <all 🍧>

↳𝕃𝕦𝕔𝕪↝ s/o on her period  <all 🍧>

↳𝕆𝕕𝕒𝕤𝕒𝕜𝕦↝ as a father figure  <all 🍧>

↳𝔽𝕦𝕜𝕦𝕫𝕒𝕨𝕒↝ as a father figure  🍧 , s/o with cat allergy  🍧 ,  [1:00am]- walking by the beach  🍡

↳𝕊𝕙𝕚𝕓𝕦𝕤𝕒𝕨𝕒↝ playing with his hair, s/o afraid of him but ends up loving him  <all 🍧>

↳𝕄𝕒𝕣𝕜 𝕋𝕨𝕒𝕚𝕟↝ s/o on her period   <all 🍧>

↳ 𝔸𝕟𝕘𝕠↝ shy s/o ,  shy s/o says something bold <all 🍧>

copyright © 2020 tender-rosiey

do not copy or plagiarize or you will be reported

[jubiilee13]

HI I SAW YOUR POST AND IM SUPER SPEEDY SO HERE :D

name - lana :)

pronouns - she/they

sexuality - bisexual

physical appearance thing - 5'7, brown curly hair, brown eyes, i have like those doe eyes (is that what theyre called????)

hobbies - band (PERCUSSION WOOOO), sketching, listening to music, writing

fave musical artist - probably a tie between lemon demon and pinkpantheress

fave song - "ARE WE STILL FRIENDS?" - tyler the creator

other things to know - ummm i can be a very clingy person and find love messages rly rly rly rly cute :D

HOPE YOU'RE HAVING A GOOD DAY <3 /p

AHHHH ILY U R SO FAST JIOEJGIOROGIJRGIJORIJOGRJIO

OK OK SO

cc!

--

WILBUR.

100%

THE LENGTHY MF IS YOUR SOULMATE

AGH

ok so he would LOVE listening to you play your instrument(s)!!

he would definitely try to get u a lil solo in a lovejoy song and whenever it plays he would be like "THATS MY S/O GUYS"

and whenever you are drawing/writing he would just admire how concentrated you looked, but when he finally sees what u wrote/drew he would be like "HOLY CRAP WOAH I WAS NOT EXPECTING IT TO BE SO GOOD-" like mf would just praise you

HE THINKS UR SO TALENTED!!

oo oo and if you like humming/singing he would very much secretly film u humming/singing ur fav songs

he listens to that on loop whenever he misses you!!!! AGH-

OH OH OH- and when he has to go film/stream, before he does he leaves lil notes all over ur house to remind you to take care of urself and telling you how much he loves you

you would definitely be his human armrest at times-

KISSES WITH WIL?! AGH SO PERFECT- he will either bend down and press a lil kiss on ur nose/ forehead or (if you don't mind being picked up) he would lift you up to kiss you

SORRY THIS IS SO PERFECT I CANT- ASIOJREJIOIOJARSRJGIOS

and your doe eyes? AGH IT COULD MAKE HIM DO ANYTHING FOR YOU-

you could be like "can you run to get f/f (fav food)" and it could be 4 am and he would be sprinting with those long legs to get whatever it is you need-

he also likes cuddles

lots of cuddles

SO MANY CUDDLES-

shshshsh overall he loves u a lot :D

now...

c!

TUBBO!

TUBBO TUBBO TUBBO

omg you two are such a perfect duo

HE LOVES LISTENING TO U PLAY UR INSTRUMENT AGAEOIHFEQHIOUFHIOUW

he would definitely end up making a lil piano duet thing with you two

He loves how clingy u are!!

Hugs

lots of hugs

SO MANY HUGS

also will do anything for your doe eyes.

like i mean anything-

You ask him to kill one of ur enimies? hes on it right away

SMH U TWO ARE SO PERFECT AGHDAOIHFEJOIHFOIGW

sorry i dont have as many eadcannons for c! tubbo, couldnt really think of many but i hope u like the wilbur bit!!!

:D

SUPER COOL OK BYE <3

[infitsovermisfits]

(SMUT) Tiny Swords Part 4 -Eddie Munson x (AFAB) reader

This is a smut chapter- if you are under the age of 18 please don't read it. Be safe on the internet, ok?

AN: as much as i wanted this fic to be my longest ever, i don't think anyone would want to sit through 20k words of my self indulgent rambling SO i have decided to split it in 2. (i also think the sheer length of this fic caused my laptop to crash which was scary :P) I've been working all night to get this finished before 8am (because that's when vol2 comes out for me), it's currently 6am and I'm staring at this like yeah... nah... split it ;P /gen

AN: Thank u so much to anyone leaving comments on my work, i see them all and try to reply but it means a lot and is v validating having people compliment ur work ;-; u are all too kind, and very big simps, which works out for me too <3 /lh

WARNINGS: SLOW, AFAB reader, female bodily autonomy, reader uses they/them pronouns, reader wears make-up, reader smokes, smoking, smoking indoors omg (!), chocking, marking, temperature play, public sex, thigh riding, safe sex, brief mentions of previously bad sexual experiences

(completed) PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 3 | PART 4 | PART 5 | PART 6 | PART 7 | MASTERLIST

11,390 words

Waking the next morning, you let out a groan- the summer's sun was already bright in the sky, peaking in through a window you had forgotten to close and shut the blinds on the following evening. It was hitting your eyes unpleasantly, prompting you to shift your face away from the light, though you only found yourself scrunching your nose at the feeling of Eddie's hair tickling your face. With a small noise, you moved so your face pressed into the warm skin of his neck instead. He stirred beside you, shifting so he was facing more towards you as you touched your lips against his neck, pressing a small kiss into his skin. Your arms moved out to curl around his arm, hugging it close to you, and after a moment, you heard him sigh your name, lips touching the top of your head to press a kiss against your crown,

"You awake, baby?" His low morning voice asked, making you smile lazily against his skin. You began registering other sounds- the faint chirping of birds and a dog barking somewhere outside, the quiet metal music playing from beside you, Eddie's body rustling the sheets as he shifted a little to get comfortable. His arm left your grasp momentarilly, only for you to feel it wrapping around your shoulder and pressing you impossibly closer to him. His delicate fingers skimmed your bare shoulder with a gentle touch, and as you grew more aware, you realised he was plucking the chords along to AC/DC's 'Highway to Hell' playing from the radio. The warmth of his body radiated pleasantly against yours, and you let your hands splay against his chest, fingers resting over the tattoo he had over his heart. His head shifted slightly, and his lips touched your forehead, "Sweetheart," He said in a sing-songy way, causing you to exhale air out of your nose in a slight laugh. With that, you moved a hand to rub at your eyes, before opening them and meeting his warm, brown gaze, "Hello," He greeted,

"G'morning Eds," You mumbled, moving to let your your arms and your legs stretch. Your spine to curved, lifting off of the matress as you stretched your back. With a satisfied sigh, you let your body drop back on the bed, hands closing into fists as you continued to rub the sleep from your eyes with a yawn yawned, "Damn Eds... No breakfast in bed?" You teased, glancing over at him. His eyes weren't fully open yet, but he was watching you with a loving look in his eyes that made you grin and a warmth fill your heart. You twisted so you could lay on your front, half on top of him. You set one hand over his chest so you could feel his heart beating beneath your palm, while you set your other hand under your chin. Eddie chuckled softly at your comment, before  sliding his hand under yours and moving it up to his face, kissing your knuckles,

"I have you," He said, and your rolled your eyes, wiggling your fingers in his grasp, "You're all I need,"

"I'm not food, Eds..." You said with a smile,

"I'm not food, Eds," He mimicked, causing you to laugh again, only to be interrupted by a yawn, "I like it when you call me that," He said,

"I'm glad," You said quietly 

"Mhm," He hummed, voice cracking as it was still raspy and thick with sleep. He sighed, letting go of your hand so it fell back on to his chest only to move it delicately against your face, shifting the hair that had fallen in front of you behind your ear. You let him caress your face, your eyes drooping shut at how peaceful this was, even almost falling asleep again, until his hands came to rest on your cheeks. You lazily opened them back up, meeting his large brown eyes, "Still tired, hmm?" He asked, and you hummed softly in agreement, "Mmmh... Well, I can help you wake up, if you want?" He offered, and you blinked at him for a moment, confused,

"Oh," You smiled slightly in understanding, laughing softly as you moved one of your hands to touch his, 

"Took you a while," He smiled, and you rolled your eyes as your fingers slotted between his. You tilted your head, pressing a kiss against his palm, 

"Shush," You huffed, "It's too early,"

"Mhhh- never," He smiled, moving one of his hand from yours to touch your chin with his fingers, "C'mere," He whispered softly. You didn't need to be convinced, your body seemingly moving by itself until your lips planted themselves on his. You sighed into his mouth, hand coming to rest on his neck, gently tracing up and down with your fingernail as you lazily moved your mouthes together.

The kiss began slow and sweet, delicate and non-demanding. You were both still too groggy to fully move. Eddie moved his hand up so his fingers came to play with your hair, while his other held your chin in place. You hummed into his mouth, tongue poking out to lick at his full lips asking for entrance. Graciously, he parted his lips for you with a smirk.

It was still early in the morning- you had the whole day to yourselves. But this was nice. Waking to gentle moans and hums as he caressed your bare skin and you gently ran your nails over his tattoos... If you could wake up like this every morning... You probably wouldn't get out of bed until late into the day and waste a lot of time making out, or having sex- but at least you'd be having a good time. And that's all that mattered, right? 

"Did you sleep okay?" You pulled away to ask him, smiling as you breathed heavily. His own deep breaths fanned against your face from the still close proximity and he only smiled at you as you caught your breaths, 

"Yeah- of course I slept okay," He said, 

"Good," You murmured, sitting up to pull the shirt you wore for the night above your head, throwing it away somewhere, leaving your torsoe bare,

"Come back here," He whined, one of his hands trailing to your thigh and playfully squeezing your skin, "You're too far from me," He fake pouted. With a small laugh, you closed the small gap between you and kissed his frown away. Now more awake, you found the kiss became sloppier and messier. Moaning into his mouth, you found your hips beginning to undulate against him to find any sort of friction to soothe the growing arousal pooling between your legs. Soon, breathlessly, you pulled away from his lips, enough to breathe,

"Fuck," He hissed, kissing the corner of your mouth as an indication for you to tilt your head up. Eddie wasted no time moving his mouth to your bruised neck again, wetly kissing and sucking your reddened skin. He hummed against you, making you shiver and moan as your hand moved down to his dick, finding it already hard. He moaned, muttering your name into your skin and gently biting you- not hard enough to leave a mark but just for you to feel his teeth against your skin. As you began to lazily stroke him, his mouth latched on to your boobs, setting his mouth on your nipple and sucking,

"Fuck- Eddie," It was your turn to moan his name, hissing as his teeth gently bit down on your nipple. With another moan of his name, his hand slid down your body, between your legs, collecting the wetness and spreading it up your clit. He rubbed slow circles as his head moved to your other breast, giving it the same attention as your other, and you let out a breathy laugh at the feeling of his hair ticking your chest. You felt the curl of his lips against your skin as he moved his hand down from your clit, rubbing over your folds to coat his middle finger in your wetness, before dipping it inside your pussy, 

"Jesus Christ, sweetheart, you're so wet," You could hardly think now that he was slowly moving his finger in and out of you at a slow pace. You moaned sharply, hand stilling and squeezing the base of his cock as you let your head fall back into the pillows, panting,

"Yeah-" You breathed, "Fuck, Eddie, I need more," You managed. He moved his head back up from your chest to crash his lips against yours roughly, moaning as your hand resumed the leisurely up and down movement on his dick again. You stayed like this for a few moments, touching each other, breathing and moaning into one another's mouthes before you got too impatient, "Please," You whispered into his mouth; you could feel his smirk against your lips,

"Gimmie a sec," He mumbled breathlessly, before reluctantly detaching himself from you and shifting to get his bag and grab a condom. You coudln't hold back the dissapointed sigh at the loss of contact, but quickly found a solution by setting one hand over your breast. Laying back into the pillows,  you tweaked your nipple between your fingers with a grin, your free hand travelled down between your legs, spreading the slick that had gathered there from your heavy make-out session and beginning to rub slow circles against your clit as he had before. Your hands weren't the same as Eddie's: rough and calloused from years of playing his guitar, but they'd do for now, "You want me to just sit back and watch you, sweetheart?" You heard Eddie ask, causing your eyes to open sharply. He was watching you with a wolfish grin as he tore the packet open, so you quickly pulled your knees together and glared playfully at him, 

"You're taking too long, Eds," You say amused, your hand resuming rubbing the slow circles, "I'm getting impatient," You tease as he moves forward, putting his hands on your knees and pushing them apart so he can settle between your legs. Your hand continues to rub desperately as he leans down and captures your lips in a gentle kiss. You hope he'll stay there longer, though all too quickly, he ventures down to press  opened-mouthed kisses to your nipples, sucking and biting to elicit moans from you, before kissing the hand still moving against your clit, 

"I'm here now," He hummed, carefully moving your wrist away from you and pressing a kiss to your clit and making you smile. At first, you come to rest your hand in his hair, playfully tussling it, before gripping it a little harder than you intended and hissing as he flattens his tongue against you, 

"Fuck me," You moaned, breathing heavily as you moved your hand to his cheek, touching it. He gave your clit one last suck, which made your hips buck and a wide grin to spread over his face at the reaction he got out of you. Before he could go any further, you whined, moved your hand to his chin and pull him up to kiss you, "Fuck me, Eds," You hissed into his mouth, shifting your hips a little and  wrapping your legs around his waist so he'd push against you. You both moaned at the contact of his dick rubbing against your folds, and impatiently, you began to buck your hips against him,

"You're gonna kill me, babe," He muttered, letting out soft moans into your mouth, which you eagerly swallowed, 

"Please fuck me, Eddie," You begged impatiently, moving your hand down to his cock. You tilted your head away from him to look down at your bodies, carefully lininging him up against you and sighing as he pushed inside you, "Jesus-" You moved your head back, exposing your neck for him to lick and suck at again, 

"Mmh," He hummed, kissing your skin, "Not quite," He smiled, moving his head to look at you again and grinning. You rolled your eyes, releasing a breathy laugh as he moved his hands to your face, gently moving the hair away, 

"Eddie?" You said softly, sliding your hands over his shoulders, "I love you," You told him, smiling as he kissed your lips gently, 

"I love you too," He said, moving to kiss you again as he slowly began thrusting into you. This kiss was breathy and broken up by soft moans and whispers of the others name, gentle 'love you's', and praise. Your nails dug into his back and shoulders as he set a slow pace. One of his hands trailed down to your leg, caressing the skin up to your hip before gripping the tender flesh to helping your movements. You moaned into his mouth as his other hand trailed down to your sensitive neck, lightly applying pressure and making your eyes roll back at the feeling,

"You can squeeze harder," You mumbled, and you were surprised he understood what you were saying. Pressing a quick kiss to your cheek, he lifted his head to look at you,

"You sure?" He asked as you lazily opened your eyes and nodded your head, moving one of your hands to wrap around his wrist, 

"If it's too much, I'll squeeze," You assured him, and he nodded. At your request, he slowly increased the pressure against your throat, causing the moans bubbling up to turn into soft gasps. Speeding up his thrusts ever so slightly, you heard him groan, muttering your name and a few curses as your walls tightened around him briefly. A grin spread across your lips at the sound of the ragged breaths and groans escaping his mouth,

"Jesus, you're so tight," He hissed, sucking hard on your neck. The feeling of his tongue against the side of your neck, sucking at your sensitive flesh; his rough hand applying just enough pressure to your throat to lessen the air flow; his chest brushing against yours delightfully; and his cock moving in and out of you at a steadily quickening pace, very quickly pushed you over the edge. Unintentionally, your hand squeezed his wrist as you came, nails digging into his skin. He quickly released your neck, shifting his hand down to play with your nipple instead. Your back arched as a loud moan left your lips, drowning out the soft music and making him grin against your skin, "You're so good for me," He murmured, and as you opened your eyes, blinking hard, you found your vision blurry and spotty, still coming undone. You let out a small laugh as he continued to suck on your neck, his thursts growing more shallow and sloppy. His lips left your neck, breathing against the wet skin and making you shiver. 

Quickly, you put your fingers under his chin, directing his lips to yours as you kissed him hard, moving your hips against him to help him reach his peak too. He moaned into your mouth, hardly able to keep kissing you back the more you moved against him. As you moved your hand from his face to the back of his neck, you dug your heels into his hips to push him in deeper, and moved your hand to your thumb could press against his neck. He hissed your name, before tilting his head to bury it into your neck as his hips stuttered inside you and stilled for a moment with a deep groan, gripping your hips hard. It hurt, but you welcomed the pain gladly, breathing heavily and gently caressing his hair as he shuddered slightly against you. Closing your eyes, you lay back, feeling completely relaxed.

As you calmed down, slow, deep breaths steadying your racing heart, you regained your sences. Eddie had practically collapsed on top of you, arms loosening their grip so he could caress your skin absentmindedly, tracing random patterns against your body. You smiled in recognition of the Slayer song faintly playing beside you, humming along with the riffs between the bridges,

"Eds?" You asked after a moment,

"Mhm?" He hummed into your skin, the vibrations feeling pleasant. You smiled more as he pushed his face closer to you, his hold on you tightening as he caught his breath,

"Is this 'Raining Blood'?" You asked, and felt the smile on his lips widen. He pressed a gentle kiss to your neck again, 

"Someone's learning," He said, muffled by how close he was to you, and you laughed softly, feeling him chuckle along, "Mhh... I didn't hurt you, did I?" You heard him ask, and he was soon sitting up to look down at you, slipping out and inspecting your neck curiously for any damage, 

"No," You said quickly, "It felt good, Eds," You gave him a reassuring smile as he brushed the hair away from your face, "I think I might have done more damage to you," You said with a frown, grabbing his arm to help you sit up. He took hold of your hand and helped you, frowning,

"How?" He asked curiously, "You didn't hurt me at all," He assured you. Unconvinced, you took hold of his bare hand, inspecting the crescent indentations around his wrist, "Those'll fade," He said. You gave him a look, but the feeling of his lips quickly pressing to  yours and his hand moving to hold your cheek caused you to smile again, "I like waking up like this," He murmured into your mouth, 

"I liked it too," You said, sighing as you reluctantly pulled away, "Sad we can't do it every day though," You sighed, leaning your head on his shoulder, 

"We've got four days though," He reminded you, feeling the gentle weight of his head leaning against yours, 

"Four more days," You repeated to yourself. With a sigh, you sat up again and looking at him. Momentarily, he was distracted, staring out of the window at your garden, giving you a perfect view of his side profile. You could see the hickeys you had given him yesterday peaking through his mane of hair, and it made you smile- knowing he was yours and you were his... It caused a happy warmth to flow through your blood, spreading through your entire body and finally waking you completely. Without thinking, you reached out and took his hand in your own. That drew his attention back to you, causing him to turn around and look at you, lips quickly smiling at your loving expression,

"What?" He asked softly, and you only shook your head slightly, thinking for a moment, before meeting his eyes again,

"Good morning, Eddie," You said simply, and watched as he grinned, teeth showing. He closed the space between you, placing a quick kiss against your lips. You felt drunk- you could hardly feel them after your prolonged make-out session,

"Good morning to you too, my love," He said, leaning his forehead against yours. You sighed softly, kissing him back lazily and letting your eyes drift closed as you enjoyed the moment together. When he hummed and gently nipped on your bottom lip you smirked, managing to pull away and give him a grin, "What?" He smiled as you sat up,

"What're you doing?" You asked amused, as he leaned down to press a gentle kiss against your bruised neck,

"Kissing you," He said, and you rolled your eyes, shifting away from him, 

"You've kissed me plenty," You teased as you stood, stretching your arms above your head and glancing around for the shirt you had discarded. You liked wearing his clothes, and frankly, Eddie preferred seeing you in them better,

"I haven't kissed you enough, babe," He corrected, and you could hear the grin on his lips as he left the room to use your bathroom. You turned the music from the radio up and walked to your vanity mirror, inspecting the red and purple bruises on your neck for a moment before grabbing a hairbrush to try detangle your messy hair. Glancing over, you found yourself momentarily distracted as he re-entered your room. He had changed to put on a fresh pair of pants- dark blue with two rips at the knees- though he was still shirtless. His hair was messier than usual, and you couldn't help but smile as he found you again, 

"You want some coffee, Eddie?" You asked as you tied your hair up, 

"Of course, babe," He smiled as you walked by him, entering the bathroom and taking the time to clean yourself up. You also took the opportunity to change into clean underwear, though you didn't bother with a bra. Walking out, rubbing your neck gently, you met him at the stairs and found he was holding his lighter up to the cigarette, lighting it. He tucked it away as you joined him so he could take your hand in his, before walking with you down the stairs, "Where's that cat of yours?" He asked as you laughed,

"First thing on your mind this morning's my cat, huh?" You asked, letting go of his hand as you entered your kitchen and got two mugs,

"I'm just curious," He shrugged, leaning against the counter near you and stretching his arms out before him. He glanced around the couch in your living room, then scanned the chairs in the kitchen, "She's not here?" He asked, a small frown on his lips,

"I let her out for the night," You said,

"You what?" He asked surprised, and you turned from where you were getting the coffee ready to look at him. He raised his brows to stare at your surprised, "You let- what if something catches her?" You smiled softly at his concern,

"Relax, Eddie, she's got claws to defend herself with-" You twisted your foot to show him three scratches on the back of your leg, "-Or let me know I haven't fed her fast enough," You joked him, smiling, "She'll be alright. She's fast- besides I'm kinda supposed to? She doesn't use the litterbox and if she destroys one of my mom's plants, I'm never gonna be allowed to stay home alone again," You glanced at the coffee maker, smirking as Eddie grumbled something under his breath, "Go open the garden door; I bet you anything she'll be running to you in no time," You said amused, moving to the fridge to grab some creamer.

With a huff, he pushed himself off from where he was leaning, put the cigarette back in his mouth before dissapearing behind you. Faintly, you heard him attempt to open the door, cursing as he found it locked. You laughed softly, turning to lean your back against the counter and watch him as he unlocked the door, disappearing outside momentarily. You smiled more as you heard him quietly beginning to talk to Clara, cheerily greeting her and asking where she had been for the night. Her gentle meows and loud purrs could soon be heard. God, he hadn't even had his coffee and he was so cheerful...

You turned back to finish with your coffees and smiled as you heard him attempting to sneak up behind you, whispering to Clara things you couldn't make out. You stifled a laugh at a loud meow she let out,

"No, shh- be quiet," He responded, and you covered your mouth with your hand as she meowed quieter, "Yeah alright- that'll do," You grinned now, adding creamer to your coffee, "Attack!" You heard and felt movement against your hair. Turning your head, you saw him holding your cat as she swatted at your hair as if it were a toy, catching it in her paws and attempting to bite it,

"Oh gross- she has stinky breath," You stuck your tongue out, swatting back at her with your fingers, though careful she couldn't get you with her claws,

"Don't be mean to her- Clara, your breath is... Bad, it's bad, ew," You laughed as he set her down by your feet, which she immediately went to rubbing up against,

"It's cause she only eats that nasty cat food- of course it's gonna stink," You said, putting away the creamer and fetching her food that you had opened yesterday. She meowed impatiently, "Yeah, we get it, Clary- God you're awful for eating this," You cringed as you dug the contents out with a knife and threw the empty tin away,

"You should get her something gourmet- she likes fish, right?" You heard Eddie ask from behind you, accompanied by the sound of a glass clinking. You nodded, "Get her like... Sardines or something," He said,

"Sardines?" You asked amused. Eddie nodded, moving to stand by the sink so he could tip the ash from his cigarette in there while he sipped on his coffee,

"As a treat!" He said as you moved over to him, grabbing your own mug and taking a long sip,

"For what, Eddie?" You asked, amused,

"I dunno... Being a cat?" You laughed softly, shaking your head, "Surviving the cold night alone? Why does she need a reason to deserve a treat?" He took a few sips of his coffee,

"Treats are usually given as rewards," You said, looking up at him. He hummed, setting his mug down,

"Or, sometimes treats are just nice things one person can give to another," He said, smiling at you. You smiled back, before narrowing your eyes suspiciously,

"Eddie..." You said sceptically,

"What?" He asked innocently, grinning as he shifted from beside you. He had stubbed the cigarette out and threw it in to your trash, before moving forward to the door he left open, holding his mug,

"Are you hiding anything by chance?" You asked sceptically, though grinned as you followed him out onto the porch of your garden and made your way to the two deck chairs outside, setting the steaming mug on the table and settling into one of the chairs,

"Me? No," He lied obviously with a grin, sitting in the vacant chair with a small sigh. You watched him shift around and produce the pack of cigarettes and his lighter again,

"Uhuh," You smiled, sighing and relaxing back in the chair and shutting your eyes, enjoying the gentle warmth of the morning sun glowing on your face. For now, it was warm and pleasant, but you were sure by midday the heat would get to you. You could still hear the music faintly playing up in your room through the open window, followed by a few clicks of a lighter, and a hum from your boyfriend. Opening an eye, you shook your head as he offered you an unlit cigarette, before putting it back in his box and taking the lit one from between his lips and settling it between his two fingers. 

The air was lovely and still surprisingly cool, and you could faintly smell that it'd rained the night before at some point. The grass was also covered in minuscule water droplets that glowed in the early sun. Opening an eye to glance at your boyfriend again, the scent of cigarette smoke filled your nose as he exhaled a long breath. He looked so serene; so relaxed as he sat next to you in the dingy chairs- though they were nothing compared to his throne in the Hellfire Room, he still appeared somehow royal to you. His beauty was something you'd always appreciated- looking at him was a pleasure in itself. He was just very appealing to look at,

"Are you gonna keep staring?" You heard him say, those plump lips moving around the cigarette as his arms moved above his head in a lazy stretch, before he sunk more into the chair. His lips curled into a smirk as he caught you staring, and instead of looking away, you simply set your elbow on the arm rest and your chin in your hand, gazing at him,

"Hmm?" You hummed with a smirk, glancing down briefly at Clara, who had now emerged from your home and rubbed herself against your legs. You leaned a hand down so you could pet her head, which she appreciated with a loud purr, before walking to Eddie and standing close to him, meowing to get his attention. He smiled, scracthing her head on one side, causing her to tilt her head towards him,

"I asked..." He smiled, taking another drag and tilting his head slightly so he could breathe the smoke into the air, and not your face. Clara got quickly distracted by a bug of some sorts, running out into the wet grass to chase after it quickly,  "If you were going to come here or if you were gonna keep staring at me?"  He raised his brows, moving to rest his elbow on the side as you were and point to you with the cigarette. You smiled softly at his comment, 

"There's no room," You murmured, glancing out at Clara, now hunting something in one of the apple trees. He smiled, 

"Yeah, there is," He said lowly, causing your attention to fall back on him. Moving his other hand, he gently pat his leg, indicating for you to come and join him. The gesture made your eyes widen slightly as heat spread through your body, quickly settling in the pit of your stomach. As if on auto pilot, you found your body standing and setting the almost finished mug of coffee on the table near his,

His eyes followed you as you crossed the short distance, reaching his free hand out for you.  Carefully, you glanced down at his lap, and watched as he moved his legs closer together so you could straddle his lap. His hand curled around your waist to pull you closer to him, smiling wider, 

"There you go," He whispered, looking over you now perched on top of him. Your arms slid over his shoulders to anchor you down, "Hello," He greeted softly, moving the cigarette to his lips and inhaling one final time,

"Hey," You replied, setting your head on his shoulder. Eddie hummed softly, as his grip around your waist tightened. Behind you, he dropped the cigarette, letting it fall to his feet. Under you, you felt his leg shift as he stamped it out, "You better pick that up before my parents get back, Eddie," You warned, lifting your head up to look at him, 

"I will, babe," He assured you, moving a hand up to gently caress the side of your face, rough fingers gently gracing your skin and making you hum softly, 

"I'm being serious Eds, don't forget," You said, raising your brows. You moved your hand up to his, holding it and smiling as you twisted your joint hands so you could kiss the back of his. His smile only grew at your actions, "My parents will start thinking I smoke," You said softly, 

"Right, right," He said, nodding his head, "Cause that's so awful," He said playfully, 

"It really is," You said, and watched as he rolled his eyes, though quickly focusing his gaze back on you. You stared into each other's eyes for a moment, smirking and laughing at the eye contact. You focused on his hand, beginning to play with his fingers as he hummed along to the Metallica song playing in your room. Gently,  you splayed your fingers out against his, pressing your hands together, marvelling at the difference in size, "It's so strange without your rings, Eddie" You commented softly,

"Hmm?" He asked. As he glanced back at you, eyes opening so they were half-lidded, he glanced over your face, before looking at your hands. He smiled, shifting his fingers so you could join your hands together. He squeezed yours, "Left them upstairs if you miss 'em so much," He said,

"I can get them for you later," you said, "I think I saw my earings there too," He hummed, moving his hand from where it was resting on your waist up to touch the shell of your ear, delicately tracing down to the lobe with his finger, finally setting his hand against your neck, 

"I really like those earrings," He announced, and you smiled bashfully, rolling your eyes to look away from him, "I'm being serious, sweetheart," 'Sweetheart' was the one term of endearment that meant a lot to you. And it wasn't because you were jealous of his guitar- that was stupid. You were simply aware of how much love he had for the instrument and how much he cherished it. When he called you his 'sweetheart', it never failed to remind you how much love he had for you, "You should wear them more often," He suggested, letting go of you and leaning his back against the chair and clasping his hands together- a position he would often take in Hellfire as he waited for the party to make a decision. He was observing you, eyes studying your face and neck ,

"Think so?" You asked softly, causing a small smile to appear on his lips,

"Definitely," He commented, "You should make them 'your thing'," He grinned, moving his hands down to your bare legs, which caused you to jump slightly, startled, "What?" He asked amused, though stilled the movement of his hands,

"Nothing," You said quickly, "I just completely... Forgot I wasn't wearing any pants," You whispered, smiling at him. He simply laughed at your statement, and you grinned as you swatted at his shoulder, hand coming to rest over the bats flocking on his forearm, "Shut up, Eddie!" You hissed, 

"But it's funny," He grinned, sliding his hands down to your ass and squeezing gently so gasped, shifting further up in his lap. You squeezed his arm back, digging your nails slightly into his skin, "What?" He asked again with a grin,

"My neighbours are gonna see...!" You hissed at him,

"Don't they know I'm here?" He asked, raising his brows, 

"Yeah, I told my parents that you'd be coming over sometimes," You rolled your eyes, "They gave me this big long talk about responsibility and taking care of myself and all that other stupid shit," You explained with a sigh, "And then they forced me to go to both the neighbours and tell them I was 'sorry if I played the music too loud'," You said, 

"Mention me?" He asked, and you smiled, 

"Uhuh- warned Old Man Jenkins all about my super metal boyfriend and his freaky, devil-worship music," You joked, "And the fact that I'd be having sex everyday," You added playfully,

"Nice," He laughed, moving his hands slightly so that his pointer fingers slipped under the waistband of your underwear, touching your bare skin. You gasped, slapping at his hands,

"Eddie!" You hissed, glancing around at the tall fences wearily, before glancing up at the dark windows of the neighbouring houses, "Not here- ah!" You yelped as his lips attached themselves to the skin on your neck, kissing and sucking gently, 

"If you're gonna leave yourself open like that, what do you expect me to do, babe?" He murmured into your skin, and you sighed softly, letting your eyes fall shut, 

"I don't..." You sighed softly, moving your hands to slide into his hair, gently gripping it. You licked your lips, smiling softly and tilting your head to guide him to where you wanted him,

"Don't what?" He muttered against your skin, nipping gently at it but not enough to create new hickeys. Just enough to have you pleasantly sighing his name and squirming in his lap, "Talk to me," He said in a sing-songy way. You sighed softly, swallowing back a moan,

"I don't think that... That it's a good idea to do this outside," You managed, before gently setting a hand on his shoulder to push him back a little, 

"To do what outside?" He asked as he leaned back, grinning at you. His large brown eyes were lidded and darkened with desire, and his mouth was fixed into a lazy grin as you glared at him playfully. He always looked so pretty- it was easy to forget how annoying he could be sometimes when he looked at you like that, though you still had some mind to think twice,

"I'm not fucking you out here," You hissed, and he grinned softly at you, 

"Is that so?" He asked, feigning obliviance, "Cause it looks like..." He trailed off, gaze flicking down your body, and you glanced down with a slight gasp. You hadn't realised you'd been lazily undulating your hips against his leg so you were essentially humping him, and you quickly stilled your movements, blushing,

"Shit," You hissed, only for his hands to grip your ass again and pull you closer,

"I didn't say you should stop," He said amused, looking up at you. You met his gaze and opened your mouth slightly, but nothing came "What?" He asked, loosening his grip on your hips,

"We are outside," You hissed out with a smile, "What if the neighbours see us having sex?"

"We aren't having sex, though," He smirked, "Go on," He said softly, watching you. You blinked for a moment, glancing around cautiously, "Besides, don't your neighbours have, like... Jobs and work? Or... Anything better to do than look out into your garden?" He asked, moving a hand up to touch your face gently. There was some truth there- and you couldn't deny it made you increasingly more aroused at the idea of getting caught doing anything in public,

"I guess..." You said uncertainly, watching him quietly. He stared back up at your face for a few moments, before smiling, 

"If you're really that uncomfortable out here, we can go back inside to finish this somewhere else-" He said, "-Just say the word and we'll go, sweetheart," He said softly, and you couldn't help but smile at how thoughtful he was. He could be annoying, but knew when to drop it with you in situations where you generally got uncomfortable or anxious. He even moved his hands off of you, setting them on the arm rests and tapping his fingers to the song upstairs. Suddenly, you felt overcome with emotion, eyes filling with happy tears, and you let out a small chocked laugh as you closed the space between you two and kissed him gently,

"Eds, why are you this fucking sweet?" You smiled as you pulled back to look at him. He only smiled back at you, swiping the tear rolling down your cheek away with his thumb,

"Because I love you," He told you honestly, "I just want to make you feel good, you know that, babe," He smiled as you laughed again, causing more tears to fall down your face, "Babe," He whined, "You're gonna make me cry," He said playfully, as you moved your own hands to wipe at your face, 

"Sorry!" You apologised quickly, sighing, "I'm ruining the mood, aren't I?" You asked, 

"Not at all," Eddie said quickly, gently moving his hands to rest back your arms, "You're fine," He assured you as you calmed down, shaking your head, "So? Do you want to go back inside? We can finish our coffee," He offered, 

"No, no," You assured,  "I'm okay with... Staying out here," You smiled, 

"Are you sure?" He asked, 

"Yes," You nodded, "Yeah. I'm fine. Just got a little overwhelmed with all the love," You said playfully, grinning as he laughed, 

"Of course," He smiled, leaning forward to gently kiss you, "You just let me know if at any point you do want to go inside, okay?" He told you, to which you nodded appreciatively. You gently touched his cheek as you looked into his eyes, 

"I love you, Eddie," You said softly, and when he smiled, his eyes appeared to sparkle in the early morning light. He said your name, very gently, whispering it to you, before tucking a strand of hair behind your ear,

"I love you too," He murmured and pressed his lips against yours. The kiss was slow; Eddie's lips were always so soft and delicate though you could feel the gentle pin-prickles of his facial hair brushing against your face. You only smiled wider at the gentle tickles against your skin. It wasn't long before you felt the brush of his tongue against your lips, and you gladly opened your mouth to him.

Once again, you began to gently move your hips against his leg, sighing into his mouth at the pleasant feeling spreading through your core and sliding your hands from his face down to touch his neck and grip at the back of his hair, pulling him closer. One of his hands stayed pressed to your neck while his other moved to grip your ass, helping you move against him. It surprised you to hear a groan from the back of his throat, which only prompted your hips to move harder against him, 

"Fuck," He breathed into your mouth, and you let out a small breathy laugh as you pulled him back to your lips so he could swallow your own moans as they grew louder, 

"Christ, Eddie," You murmured, breaths turning into pants as he shifted his head to kiss your neck. He hissed softly and you felt him grip your thigh, the sound of the chair squeaking under your movement filling the peaceful air, 

"Little too eager, hmm?" He hummed, though continuing to help your movements against him. You whined softly, as he sat back to watch you with a grin, "Weren't you worried about being too loud-"

"Shut up, Eddie," You hissed at him, moving your head back to his and moaning as you kissed him sloppily. He only chuckled against your mouth as you ground your hips desperately against him, chasing your orgasm down quickly, "Fuck- oh my God," You breathed, moving away from him to breathe, 

"Are you getting close?" He asked, and you felt him squeezing your hips again. You could only nod, before letting your head drop down to his shoulder. One of your hands slid down so you could claw at his back, whilst your other found his chest, placing it over his heart. By now, you were teetering on the edge of an orgasm, and without thinking, you sunk your teeth into his skin as you came on his thigh. 

Eddie hissed beside you, muttering your name followed by praises and gentle kisses being peppered to the side of your face. You breathed heavily, movements slowing down until you found yourself only trembling in his grasp. He had moved his hands to delicately trace his fingers up and down your back, while his other moved to play with your hair. Under his gentle touch, you felt like falling asleep again. With a sigh, you detached your mouth from his shoulder, and blinked slowly at the teeth marks you had left behind, shining, wet with your saliva,

"You did so well, my love," He breathed, pressing more kisses to your face. You felt one of his hands moving to gently tilt your chin to face him, followed by the feeling of his plump lips on yours. You hummed into the kiss, and pulled away slightly, 

"Look at your shoulder," You breathed, blinking again and reaching out to trace your fingers around the mark,

"It'll heal," He murmured, reaching a hand up to touch the indents in his skin, before smiling, "How do you feel?" He asked, 

"Good," You smiled at him, "Really good," You said, 

"Good," He smiled, moving to kiss your forehead gently, "We should probably get up now though," He said, his hands still gently caressing your skin, and you really wanted nothing more than to fall asleep into him, "Get you cleaned up," You hummed slightly and sighed, 

"Yeah, I guess," You breathed, shifting off of his lap and gasping softly, "Oh...!" You stared at the wet stain on his leg, 

"It'll wash out," He said quickly, standing with you, "Don't worry,"

"I'm-" You blinked, "That's so embarrassing, oh my God-" You laughed slightly, 

"Nah, I don't think so," He said, taking your hand in his. You winced softly at the pain in your stiff, trembling legs, "Besides, I have other pants I can wear," He winked at you and flashed his teeth in a smirk, and you rolled your eyes,

"It's still embarrassing, Eds," He said, huffing as you walked inside,

 "But our coffee!!" He whined, and you glanced back at him, 

"Our coffee?" You glanced at the two mugs, before your eyes flicked to the cigarette butt still on the ground, "Your cigarette," You glared, poking his chest with your finger, 

"Wh..." He turned his head, hair swinging sharply after him as he looked in the direction of where you were pointing, "But that- hey!" He grinned, feeling your hand slip from his as you disappeared inside, laughing to yourself, 

"I have to shower!" You yelled after him, smiling as you moved inside, 

"Hey!" He called your name, making you turn to look at him. He was standing in the doorway to your garden, "Can I join you later?" He asked, and you grinned, grabbing and holding on to the railing of the stairs,

"Of course, Eddie!" You yelled after him, quickly running up the stairs. You made your way to your bedroom, grinning to yourself and touching your heated face as you moved to reset the tape, turning up the volume so you could hear it over the shower water, before moving to close the window in your room. Smiling softly, you grabbed fresh clothes for yourself and glancing at Eddie's bag on the floor at the foot of your bed, remembering his words from earlier before you'd... Jesus fucking Christ, you prayed you weren't too loud...

A treat... Was there something he wanted to give you? Your found yourself lost in thought as you exited your bedroom. You faintly heard Eddie him shuffling around downstairs, followed by soft murmurs. You also could barely make out the meows of you cat, Clara, indicating she was back inside. He really did love this cat of yours... 

Thinking about it, Eddie mostly got along well with your whole family- sure your siblings could be overwhelming but that's just how children were. Eddie seemed to have the natural charm and friendliness to get along with them, and if you were too busy helping your mom with dinner, he'd distract them from you two by playing with them. Considering he'd become a master at making things up on the spot, thanks to Hellfire and DnD, your youngest siblings where constantly in awe of him. And though he'd constantly remind you he wasn't a babysitter, you'd tease him about it regardless.

The 'mostly' part came with your parents. Your mom warmed up to him the more time he'd spend over at your home, eventually seeing him as just a kind boy who was in love with her oldest child- ever the romantic. Your dad was more... Cold. Believing in the whole satanic-panic bullshit, he took one look at Eddie and made his opinion clear- he didn't want a satanist in their home, corrupting your mind. His trust for your boyfriend only began to build up awfully slow, though seeing how much happier you appeared with Eddie, and the fact that you always made curfew on time helped. Though you were sure he still saw Eddie in the same negative light most of Hawkins did, he at least tolerated him.

With a gentle sigh, you let the warm shower water wash over your naked body, clearing your head as you let your tense shoulders droop. You found yourself smiling fondly about the memories of Eddie earlier this morning,

"Sorry, I got a little distracted by your cat," He said, appearing almost out of the blue. You turned sharply, feeling cold air hit your warmed skin. The smile on your lips grew as he joined you, arms wrapping around you as he pulled you under the warm stream of water,

"I was just thinking about you, Eds," You told him, causing him to chuckle softly as he kissed your wet cheek, snaking his arms around your waist and squeezing you gently,

"Oh, yeah?" He asked, "Only good things, I hope," He said, looking down at you, 

"Actually it was terribly awfully bad things," You joked, moving so you were standing close to him under the warmth, grinning as you watched his hair as the water rained over it, 

"That's a shame," He said, amused, grinning as you reached up your hands to toy with the damp strands,

"Why?" You asked, 

"I only think good things about you, darling," He said, kissing you gently. You smiled against his lips, letting your hands slide up his arms and come to rest on top of his shoulders. Your fingers danced over the bite mark on his shoulder and you felt him return the bite, sinking his teeth gently into your bottom lip. You laughed softly, pulling away from him and grinning as he moved his head to try and follow after you, "Come back," He whined quietly, moving a hand to your cheek, 

"Mmh, I stepped in here to wash myself, Eds," You said, putting a finger on his nose. You laughed softly as he wrinkled it playfully, and you removed your hands from his shoulders, reaching for your body wash, 

"You're no fun," He huffed, and you smiled at the feeling of him sliding his hands around your middle and resting his head on your shoulder with a huff, before turning and pressing a kiss to your neck, 

"We've got four days," You reminded him in a sing-songy way, and felt him smile against your skin, "There's still time for fun," You said, turning your head to look at him. He simply smiled and kissed you, 

"I guess," He sighed, and straightened, grabbing the body wash from your hands and smiling, "Allow me, sweetheart," He said softly. 

Showering took you a while, finding yourselves too focused on one another's bodies, lost in deep kisses and soft caresses. Though, as the water grew cold and caused you to shiver, you were forced to get out. You did manage to get clean, though how long it'd take you to fuck around again and need another shower, you didn't know. Your thoughts travelled to earlier this morning and a small smile spread across your lips as you dried your body and got dressed. It felt good discovering something new about yourself but your nerves got the best of you and you begun to overthink nervously. What if your neighbours did see you? How the hell would you lie to them about... That? 

"Eddie?" You looked at him through the mirror once you set the hairdryer down,  "Do you think anyone heard us?" You asked with a small frown, "Outside?" He shrugged, 

"Maybe, maybe not," He said, joining you as he pulled a Mötley Crüe shirt over his bare torso and sighed as he leaned in closer to the mirror to inspect his hair, "Why? Nervous you ruined your reputation with your neighbours?" He smirked, 

"Well yeah," You frowned, "And like... I don't want them to blab to my parents," You sighed,

"Hey," He said softly, shifting so he was facing you and moving closer, taking your hand in his, "It'll be fine. Even if they heard, we can just pretend like we didn't hear anything," He smiled, "Deny, deny, dency. Put the blame on wild animals. It'll be okay," He smiled. You sighed, feeling slightly reassured, before glancing at your reflection, 

"I prefer just denying," You said, glancing back at him in the mirror, "So we take that to the grave?" You said amused, watching as he grinned and moved his head to kiss your cheek, 

"Yep. It'll be our dead body, babe" He said playfully, causing you to laugh as you hung up your towel for it to dry and moved out of the bathroom, walking downstairs- fully clothed this time. You heard the hairdryer turning on again, drowning out the soft hums escaping Eddie's lips. You sighed softly, deciding to make some sort of breakfast for you both, feeling hungry now. You placed two slices of bread in the toaster and looked into your fridge, looking over what you could eat with the bread. You decide on just regular sandwiches, quickly making them and eating the bread as you waited for Eddie to get down. You glanced down at the freezer and absentmindedly ran a hand over your neck, grimacing at the feeling the hickeys left in their wake. 

You truly didn't mind the marks- they were called love bites for a reason, right? But you could admit, this time, it was a lot, and you were worried about how well they'd fade in time for your family to get back. Once you finished eating, you grabbed an ice cube, balling it in your fist to warm it up slightly, hearing the soft cracks in the warmth of your palm as you took a seat on the dining table. From where you were sitting, you could see your reflection in the microwave. It was an impractical mirror, but reflective nonetheless. You could see the dark marks and shivered pleasantly as you pressed the ice to your skin,

"What're you doing with the ice?" Eddie asked curiously, appearing in the kitchen doorway and leaning against the door frame, watching you. His hair was significantly more puffy than usual, though he looked refreshed,

"Putting it on the hickeys," You shivered, looking back at your blurry reflection as you rubbed the cool cube on your bruised skin, "Trying to help 'em go down," You said, glancing over at him. Feeling a droplet of water run down your hand, you quickly brought it to your mouth and swiped your tongue to lick it off, without thinking twice. Casting a glance to the side, you noticed the dishes were beginning to pile up; you'd have to clean them soon, though any thought of work quickly left your head because suddenly, Eddie standing close to you. You squeaked out in surprise as his hands snaked around your waist, travelling under your shirt and pressing against your skin. His lips quickly latched on to your cooled skin, licking and sucking the cold water that had built up there, smiling against it, "Eddie..." You said in a playfully-warning tone, turning to smile at him as he took the ice from you,

"Lemme help," He murmured, pushing your hair out of the way and pressing the ice to your skin. With a small gasp, you nodded your head, and let your eyes fall shut as he moved it down to the dark spots, "I can see them better than you anyways," You could hear the smile in his voice, but barely registered his words as you could only focus on the feeling of the ice gliding along your neck, "And I can't let you have all the fun by yourself, can I?" He smirked, 

"Mmmhh," You hummed, tilting your head to give him better access. His other hand was resting on your hip and gently drawing circles on your skin, and you reached out and grabbed his arm to steady yourself as you started to sway slightly, 

"You okay?" He asked, and you felt the ice shift down your neck, water that had melted spilling down your chest and falling beneath the fabric of the shirt you were wearing. You nodded, biting your lip and letting another small hum escape your lips, "You like this...?" He said with a suprised infliction to his tone. You bit down your lip, moving your head away from him in embarrassment and letting out a small laugh,

"It just feels... Nice," You said, moving your hands to touch your wet neck and looking up at him. Considering some time had passed, and as you had predicted, it had gotten warmer; the ice served two purposes. His eyes were slightly wide, and his pupils were dilated again. He glanced down to the ice numbing his fingertips and shifted it in his hands. His lips curled up into a smile as he watched you,

"You like this," He stated again, and you rolled your eyes,

"God Eddie- yeah," You said not facing him and moving to try and get another piece of ice for yourself so you could just do it yourself. Before you could get far, you found him grabbing your wrist,

"Woah, hey," He said, still smiling, "I'm not making fun of you, baby," He assured quickly, pressing a kiss to the side of your head as you sighed, looking up at him, "Let me finish doing this for you,"

"I can do it by myself in the mirror, Eddie," You assured, but he made a small noise of protest that you laughed at, "Eddie-"

"Let me," He whined, and you laughed again, shaking your head, 

"Fine," You sighed, "If you insist," knowing how whiney he could be if he didn't get his way. Although it was endearing, it could also be incredibly annoying. So giving in, you humoured him, "I'll let you lather me in ice," You said playfully, making him smile,

"Now that's what I like to hear," He said, before nodding his head towards the table, "Up there, sweetheart," He said, and you squinted at him playfully,

"Back here you mean?" You teased, but obliged, moving to hop up on the table and situating yourself comfortably on the surface, 

"You look nice up there," He said, moving over to you and kissing your lips happily, "Besides, you weren't complaining about that yesterday," He teased,

"You gave me nothing to complain about, love," You grinned, before gasping as the ice touched your neck again, "Mmmh-" You hummed, opening your mouth slightly and tilting your head back. You felt him nudge your legs open, situating himself between them as the ice glided smoothly over your reddened skin,

"Wish I knew about this sooner," He said, moving to kiss your jaw gently. Luckily, you were still coherent enough to have the mind to swat at his shoulder playfully,

"No more hickeys in obvious places," You warned, tilting your head so you could look at him,

"But they look so good on you," He gave you a small pout, holding the ice still against your skin and making you shiver at the sensation,

"You like marking me up?" You asked breathily, the spot the ice touched growing numb, gently prickling your flesh with pain. Eddie's eyes flicked from the melting ice in his hand to your face, and you grinned at the look in his eyes,

"Yeah," He said, and you moved an arm around his neck to try to draw him closer, enjoying how much his voice dropped, "You look pretty like this," He breathed, almost whispering. You only smiled at the comment, wanting to say something but gasping and letting out an involuntary moan as he slid the ice up to the spot on your neck he loved to bite and suck- the spot that always made you moan when he did so, "Fuck," He hissed, kissing your jaw before detaching his hands from you and tugging off the shirt you had put on. A few droplets of water had trailed down your neck to the space between your exposed breasts and glimmered against your skin almost too enticingly. He hummed, one of his hands quickly gripping at your breast before his head dipped, tongue darting out to lick up the water from between them,

"Eddie- fuck!" You gasped out, head falling back as you leaned back on your arms. The feeling of his tongue licking up your body and neck, sliding against the cold wet skin and mouth spreading into a grin as he laughed breathily, caused your body to shudder. His lips soon captured yours, tongue sliding over yours hungrily- the ice long melted in his warm hold,

"You taste nice," He murmured playfully into your mouth, and you laughed, pulling away as he pressed kisses to your cheek, 

"It's just ice water," You said,

"It's on you though," He said playfully,

"God, you're so-"

"Charming?"

"I was going for adorable but sure- that works too," You teased, and he smirked at you, "But-" You pressed a hand to his chest to stop him before he could lower his head down to your neck again. Suddenly growing nervous as he gave you a confused look, you searched your head for excuses as to why you didn't want to have sex with him right now. The truth was you just showered. You didn't want to get sweaty and, well, wet, again and have to clean up, "We can't uh..." You swallowed nervously, "Not now," You tried, 

"Alright," You exhaled a breath you didn't know you were holding. Of course, Eddie Munson wouldn't be angry that you were denying having sex with him- he would never pressure you to do something you didn't want to, you knew that,

"It's only because-" You started trying to explain yourself, 

"Hey," He said softly as he handed you your shirt back so you could put it on, "You don't need to explain yourself to me," He said softly, moving to kiss your cheek once you were clothed, "You're fine, sweetheart," He said, and you felt like crying again. Before you could say anything else, he turned his head and moved to your sink, "We should stop neglecting these before they pile up," You watched him, a little shocked that he had somehow read your mind from earlier, but... Elated with how well this went.

Very quickly into dating Eddie you realised this relationship was much different to any other you had been in. With Eddie, it felt like he actually fucking cared about you, like he wasn't with you for just status or sex. Not to discredit the sex- holy fuck was it he the best you'd ever had. Actually enjoying yourself during the act and laughing together instead of being used for someone else's pleasure? There truly wasn't a minute with him that you didn't feel complete love and adoration for him, and from him. The fact that you could say no and he'd respect you and offer to do something else without whining about it? Sure the bar was low, but he proved he could really step higher,

"Hello," He said with an amused chuckle as you moved behind him, wrapping your arms around his middle to hug him gently, resting your forehead between his shoulder blades. You could feel their gentle movements of his body as he cleaned the few dishes in the sink, and they managed to soothe you. As he spoke, you smiled softly, sniffling and not realising you were crying till now, "You okay back there?" He asked, and though you could still hear the smile in his tone, there was a twinge of worry lacing his words together, 

"I just love you a lot, Eddie," You breathed, moving your head to press a kiss to his clothed skin, and shifting to let go of him as you heard the water turn off. He dried his hands quickly, before turning and enveloping you in a hug, "Sorry-" You said, sighing as more tears slipped down your cheeks,

"It's okay," He assured, lifting a hand up to help wipe them from your face, still smiling, "I've got you,"

"Yeah," You laughed softly, "God-" You huffed, frustrated, "It's just that-"

"You've just got a lot of emotions, I know," He smiled, kissing your forehead gently, and you sighed, relaxing into his embrace and wrapping your arms around him again, pressing your face into his chest, "Hey," He said softly, making you look up at him, "How about I treat you to something today, hmm?" He offered, "We can go for a ride and get some ice cream at the Dairy Queen?" He offered,

"The nearest DQ's way out of town in Franklin," You said,

"So? I've got gas," He assured you, and you sighed softly, shaking your head with a small smile, "C'mon. I'll get you a sundae," You laughed at that, 

"I'm fine with the parlour we have here," You said softly, "But thanks for the offer," You said, looking up at him,

"Aw, c'mon. Just the Hawkins Ice Cream Parlour, really?" He said, "I wanted to treat you," You huffed playfully,

"There's the treat-talk again," You noticed, poking his chest playfully. The chain of his necklace peeking out slightly from under the shirt he wore, and you skimmed a finger over it with a smile, "I'm not a pet, you know," You said playfully,

"I didn't say you were!" He said quickly, "I'm just trying to do something nice for you, baby!" He grinned, causing you to laugh, gently pushing him away. You moved to leave, only to feel him grab your hand before you could get too far, "Hey, come back here," he said, pulling you back into him. You laughed again, standing in front of him and looking at him expectantly. Gently, he set a hand on your cheek, while the other came to rest on top of your hip before he kissed you,

"Mmmh," You hummed against him, gently resting your hands on his arms, "What's this for?" You asked- you didn't want to start crying again. He simply smiled at you, looking over your face before sighing contently, 

"I just love you," He said your name, and you felt the gentle prickle of tears in your eyes again. God damn it. With a small laugh, you shook your head,

"Eddie, you'll make me cry again," You teased, reaching a hand up to your eyes dramatically, 

"It's true though," He said, pressing his lips against your forehead, "I love you," He murmured into your skin, and you smiled as you hugged him tightly again,

"Hmm," You hummed into his chest, "I love you too- but we can't keep standing in the kitchen and telling each other how much we love each other," You said, 

"Why not?" He grinned, although reluctantly let you go, "Gimmie a good reason," He teased,

"You promised me a date and ice cream?" You reminded as you began walking from the kitchen,

"Shit, why'd I do that?" He said playfully as he followed you, and you couldn't help but laugh at his joke, 

"I thought it was because you loved me," You teased, taking a step up the stairs, 

"Oh, right," He smiled, grabbing your hand again before you could move further up the stairs and holding on to your neck as he leaned up to kiss you, 

"Mhm," You hummed as you parted, taking the hand on your skin in yours and leading him up with you, "I gotta get ready to leave- shouldn't take me too long," You assured, 

"That's okay. I always find a way to entertain myself," He said, sighing as you let go of him once you made it into your bedroom. You made your way to the vanity table, stepping over his bag that had been carelessly left at the foot of your bed, 

"It better not involve me," You said with a smile, "I gotta concentrate on covering up all this," You touched your neck as he took a seat at the edge of your bed. You watched him from the mirror, and at your words, he quickly turned his head to look at you touching your neck, fingers sliding over the marks he had left. He simply grinned, flashing his teeth at you, 

"I think you should just leave them. I don't think anyone will care too much... Or you could wear like a tonne of necklaces," He said playfully, causing you to laugh loudly and reach for the concealer, "Why're you laughing? It's a great idea," He said, 

"Shut up, Eddie," You grinned, sending him a slight glare through the mirror, "It's a terrible idea," He sent you back a wink, and you only sighed as you focused on making sure all the marks were covered up,

"I didn't say anything," He grinned, and you simply gave him another glare, before focusing on your task. As he went quiet behind you, you gave him a few looks through the mirror just to check up on him, though for the moment, he appeared to be fascinated by the rug on your floor. He then began humming something to himself, bopping his head with whatever song was stuck in his head. The cassette players tape had run its corse and was silent now. He then crouched down, unzipped his bag and dugh through it. You focused back on your reflection in the mirror, getting lost in your task for a few moments,

"Shit," You heard from behind you, causing your head to perk up. You had just finished applying make-up to the large, purple bruises littering your neck- if someone looked up close, they'd see something was up, but otherwise, you looked fine. You started doing your usual make-up on your face, but stopped, curious with what he was up to...

[thebadgerclan]

SFW Alphabet: Wolfstar x Reader

Requested by @emmaloo21 

A/N: This is a little less in depth that my other alphabets, because I’ve already done a SFW alphabet for Remus and Sirius, which you can read here and here

Also, I would love some requests, fluff or smut, for The Darkling and/or Jesper! I really want to write for Shadow and Bone right now, so if you have any requests, send them in!  I’ll still write for HP, of course!

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

You have the 2 most cuddly, snuggly, affectionate men in the Wizarding world, you bet your ass that they’re gonna show you affection.  Daily cuddle puddles, forehead kisses, hugs in the corridors between classes, holding your hand at meals and in classes that you share.  They can’t go more than a few hours without touching you in some way

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Like I said in Sirius’ alphabet, you become friends w/ the marauders and then bond with Remus and Sirius

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Like I said above, Remus and Sirius love cuddling.  You’re usually in between them, either being the little spoon to one of them and the big spoon to the other or facing one of them while the other spoons you.  Other times, you’re on one side of Remus while Sirius is on the other

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Oh yeah, they want to settle down, Remus definitely doesn’t have a list of houses and cottages he wants to buy.  Like I said, Sirius isn’t the best at cooking and cleaning, but Remus is amazing at it, and he bakes like a pro

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

It would tear them up, especially if the two of them would want to stay together.  I don’t really think either of them would handle it well, they’re too attached to you and love you far too much

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Sirius already has the rinds: a white gold band for Remus and a white gold ring with a diamond for you, and he’s wanting to propose about a year in

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

I’ve said this in both alphabets, but Remus and Sirius are very gentle, both emotionally and physically

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Remus’ hugs are bear hugs, squeezing the breath out of you, Sirius’ hugs are warm and secure, and when they both hug you, you’ve never felt more adored, loved, and safe

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Remus says it after 4 months and Sirius says it after 5

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Remus gets more jealous than Sirius, but they tend to react the same way: by coming to your side and tugging you close

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Sweet and tender yet all consuming and world shattering.  Sirius likes to be kissed on the cheek and Remus likes to be kissed over the scars on his face.  They both like to kiss you on the lips, forehead, cheek, hands, wrists, basically everywhere

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Remus, mostly thanks to Moony, wants kids with the two of you more than anything, but Sirius is a little more reluctant.  But he’s willing to consider the topic, and when/if you eventually have kids, he’s so in love with them

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

I HC that Remus is an early riser, so he’ll lie in bed while you and Sirius sleep, just watching the two of you sleep.  When Sirius and you wake up, Remus will kiss you both tenderly.  “Good moring, my loves,” he whispers

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Where Remus rises early, Sirius is a night owl, and he usually stays up till at least midnight reading.  Either you or Remus will curl up against his chest, and he’ll card his hand through yours or his hair while he reads, pressing kisses to your temples.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?) They’re both a little hesitant to open up, both having their own sets of trauma, but eventually, they do.  It’s slow, but they get there

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Neither of them have much of a temper, so it takes a lot to get them angry

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

They both remember everything you tell them, Remus tends to remember more of the little things than Sirius

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

The first time you told them you loved them.  You were dozing against Remus’ chest, Sirius spooning you, and you mumbled.  “Love you Sirius, love you Rem.”  That memory is burned into their minds forever

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Remus is the more protective one of the 2, Moony needing to protect his mates, but Sirius is pretty protective as well

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Remus doesn’t have the money to splurge, but Sirius does, and believe me when I say, he does.  Remus’ gifts are more heartfelt and oftentimes handmade

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

They can both be a little self deprecating, be too hard on themselves

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Like I said before, Sirius is a bit more concerned with his looks than average, and Remus doesn’t really care.  He’s apparently good looking enough for the two of you, and that’s enough for him

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Yes, while they’d still have each other, without you, they feel like they’re nothing

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

There’s a while drawer in your bedroom that’s the “communal drawer”.  It’s filled with random shirts, shorts, sweats, pajama pants and other things from all three of you that all three of you wear

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

Remus can’t be with someone who isn't’ compassionate, and Sirius can’t be with some who can’t listen

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

I know how silly it sounds, bu Remus CANNOT fall asleep without a goodnight kiss from both of you

[jojolovenotes]

(*rolls in* hi berry!! Hope you're doing well, love! I've been busy with college as of late but I wanted to drop by and say hi and hope you're doing well and maybe sneak some kisses and hugs for Fugo and Josuke 4 maybe jotaro as well??(that is if I could reach his tall ass ;u;)👁👁)

*sneaks up behind Fugo and Josuke very stealthily, tackles them both in a hug and bombarding each boy with smooches* hugs and kisses for my beautiful, beloved boys. I'm sorry if I haven't been able to spend enough time with you both or let alone separately bc of college! I hope you two dorks are doing alright while I was gone!

So how are you both doing, hope things are doing well for you both!

To Jotaro: hey hey Jojo, c'mere!!! *grins at Jotaro before pulling him down to place a kiss on his forehead, the tip of his nose and cheek*mwa! hope you're doing well too!

Hey Eunice! Thank you, I hope you’re doing well also! I hope college is going well for you. Thank you for stopping by :3 Haha, of course your f/o’s are always more than happy to receive attention and kisses from you! ;P 

Aw, don’t apologize. It’s OK. I know life gets busy sometimes, but it’s always nice to hear from you when you have time to stop by. I still adore you and I’m always rooting for you to do well. Good luck with everything! - Love, Fugo 

It’s alright as long as you remember to write every once in awhile! I do miss you a lot when you’re not around though, I hope we’ll be able to spend time together soon. Hope you’re doing well too and making sure to take breaks when you need them! Love ya and miss ya! - Josuke 

Hey, Eunice. Good luck with your studies. It’s always nice to hear from you. Love, Jotaro 

[starsaver94]

Bokuto Fluff Alphabet

I’ve had serious Bokuto brainrot recently so yeah...

Alphabet listed below

A = Admiration (what do they adore about their s/o?)

Your patience. It takes a lot of willpower in order to handle Bokuto’s energy level. So he’s really thankful that you’re able to put up with his antics and stick by him through-and-through.

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

Your hair. Something about your hair’s texture on or through his fingers just makes his heart flutter. He also has a tendency to ruffle your hair, especially if your shorter than him.

C = Cuddles (how they like to cuddle)

Oh boy... I hope that you don’t have to go anywhere because Bokuto will not release you until his cuddle needs are satisfied. This man will trap you in his embrace. His arms will be wrapped around your torso and his legs will be around your legs. So be sure to eat, drink, and go to the bathroom beforehand.

D = Dates (what is their ideal date with you?)

Anything where he can let out his energy, but in all honesty I see this guy enjoying beach dates the most. He enjoys splashing around in the water and having sand castle building contest with you. And of course he would want to play a few rounds of one-on-one beach volleyball with you. Also, he gets to see you in a swimsuit so that’s a plus for him ;)

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

Bokuto is already a rollercoaster of emotions so he honestly has no problem showing how he feels around you. Whether he’s happy, sad, or angry it’s very easy to tell when it comes to Bokuto.

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

Bokuto would totally want a family, but it’s you who wants to wait. Considering he’s already a big man-child, you would want to wait for Bokuto to become more responsible before having children. And of course, you both would wait until you lived on your own before starting a family.

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

Bokuto has a tendency to take the exchanging of gifts as seriously as any volleyball match. Don’t get me wrong, he really does love it when you give him a gift. But, a part of him feels like he needs to top the gift you gave him by giving you something even better. Say for instance... you give him a small owl plushie, and the next day he gives you a near full-sized teddy bear.

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

Bokuto won’t necessarily hold your hand, but he will wrap his arm around your shoulders or your waist. It’s awkward while you’re trying to walk, but it’s also charming and endearing in a way.

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

This boy goes into complete panic mode. Once, you attended one of his practice matches and the ball ended up ricocheting and hitting you square on the forehead. He started panicking and told Akaashi to take over for him while he carried you to the infirmary in order to get an ice pack for the newly formed bruise on your head.

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

Like I said before, Bokuto is a giant man-child. So, obviously he like to joke around with you a lot. However, when it comes to pranks Bokuto would rather play pranks with you rather than on you. Overall, his jokes and pranks are just like him. Big and full of chaotic energy.

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

Bokuto will mostly give you little pecks on the lips, cheek, or most often, all over your face. However, he will give you more passionate and intense kisses if he’s either excited or jealous.

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

Show you... Hell, this guy will announce his love for you to the entire world. For instance, when you attended one of his tournament matches and he saw you in the stands, the biggest grin stretched across his face and he pointed at you and shouted loud enough for almost everyone in the gym to hear “Hey! That’s my s/o, y/n! Hey, hey, hey y/n! Wish me luck! Love you baby!”

M = Memory (favorite memory together?)

Without question, it would have to be the time you got a pretty nasty cold and Bokuto actually took the time to come over to your place in order to cheer you up and hopefully help you recover a little. He was a bit too loud for your liking and he somehow managed to burn the chicken noodle soup (mainly the chicken part), but you appreciated the thought and it showed that despite his childish nature, he really does have a somewhat responsible side. Key word being somewhat.

N = Nightmare (what is their worst fear?)

He worries that one day you’ll finally have enough of his antics and leave him for one of his more mature teammates (namely Akaashi).

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

True to his appearance, Bokuto is a major night owl. He is able to stay up for hours on nothing more that pure adrenaline and energy. It takes almost everything in your power to make sure that his gets the appropriate amount of sleep each night.

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

Baby, babe, nugget, and cutie.

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

Teaching you everything he knows about volleyball of course! Outside the court, however, you both would binge tv shows that you both enjoyed or have a movie marathon together until you were board or until one of you fell asleep.

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

Smile by Avril Lavigne. It reminds you of how this goofball always finds a way to make you smile even in your darkest moments.

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

There are pretty much no secrets between the two of you. Bokuto is the type of guy that lets you know what is on his mind without even asking. 

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

Around 3-4 months. Let’s face it, Bokuto can be a bit oblivious at times. But when he caught feelings for you, he caught it hard. You were attending one of his practice matches and every so often you would catch him glancing in your direction. When his team was finished practicing for the day, he came over to you and practically shouted at you “Hey, hey, hey y/n! I need to tell you that I really like you! So do you want to go out this Saturday? Anyplace you want to go is fine by me!”

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

At first Bokuto will try to make you laugh. If he fails after multiple attempts, he would actually get serious and pull you into a hug while whispering comforting words into your ear and rubbing your back or stroking your hair.

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

Bokuto is proud of well... you, of course! And oh boy! Does this guy like to show you off! As soon as the two of you became an official couple, he didn’t hesitate when it came to showing you off to his team. “Hey, hey, hey everybody! This is y/n! They’re my s/o! No! They’re not just my s/o! They’re my cute little nugget and they made me happiest volleyball player ever!”.

W = Wild Card (random fluff headcanon.)

Piggyback rides. Just, all of the piggybacks. Whether or not you ask for it, he will lift you onto his back and carry you from one place to the next. He’ll even do this in school when going from class to class, ignoring all of the strange looks and confused glances that are sent his way.

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

Like I said, Bokuto can be very oblivious at times. However, he can be surprisingly keen when it comes to you and your emotions. He can pick up pretty quickly when your sad or angry. However, it does take him a while when it comes to more complex emotions like jealousy.

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

With Bokuto, it’s go big or go home. When he proposed to you he wanted to do it in a big way. It happened while you were at one of his national games. After his team won the match, he suddenly pointed to the cheering section on the stands opposite to yours. At the signal they chanted “Y/N! Marriage? Y/N! Marriage?” Despite the strange method, you knew exactly what the message was. You ran over to him and accepted his proposal while hugging him tightly as soon as you met him back in the main lobby.

Z = Zebra (what kind of pet would they get?)

A dog. Specifically, one that’s like him. Big and full of energy. So probably a labrador or a husky.

[jinx06]

yo

heya, I WAS UH LISTENING TO SOME SCRAAMECHOUSE PLAYLIST if you wanna lisrten to it the name is pov: you wake up next to scaramouche | a playlist HAHAHC OUGHS so like i rememver listening to this playlist ages ago and i listenined to it again and i remember the pov i wrote,,.. its even more bad if i didn;t replace some words.. anyways dont ask why this story thing is not eathetcily pleasing. Im like doing hw and stuff... alright off you go read it no warnings i think? but the theme is uhm...waking up nex to scarababes (yes thats my nickname for him..) ｡ﾟ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ﾟ｡ﾟ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ﾟ｡ﾟ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ﾟ

You slowly got startled by the sound of someone moving out of bed, slowly moving your hands around the bed to feel someones presence “hoi!.. wake up, we need work to do.” Scarababes yawned as he tried to shake you, which didn’t work. “no. Just 2 more minutes you go on first..” you whispered turning around trying to go back to sleep, “no! Wake up you-“ He yelped as he got cut off “mmmhm...I know your tired too how about we stay in here for the rest of the dayyyy...” you said as you got up sitting on the bed as you hugged him from behind, trying to nuzzle on his shoulder 😼 as you yawned, “Hey! You asshole! Let go of me or I’ll punch yo-“ got cut off once again, “no can do darling, no swearing it’s early in the morning let’s go to sleep..” you said with ur rusty voice while tightened the hug at the same time, “You mother %u!*64@1##1)*^! no, I’m giving you 5 seconds to open ur eyes or else” , “or else what your gonna slap m-OWWW SCARABABES WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT..” you cried (in a joking way) as you dramatically put your hand on your heart making a fake tear, “hey- I didn’t mean it I told u to listen to m-“ getting cut of for the 3rd time, as you kissed his forehead, “okok, I’m goingg to get ready..” you got up as you yawned making your way to the bathroom not noticing he’s face and what he said, “You asshole...” he blushed. i love short men. please i cant please merry me i swear and sorry if hes like off charter i just love short men period oh and i have a 4 charater oneshot coming soon! i just have to do the last charater and ill be done! have a loveky night/day evrybody mwa/p/gen/pos/slayed

[blueprint-han]

☆⌒ hilltop — bang chan | fluff, boyfriend au | 1394 words | slight kissing

“Hey, you mint-head!”

Chan stops in his path halfway through, turning around to squint through the lush green trees and bushes when he spots your ruined and debilitated form trying to catch up with her overly-active boyfriend. He chuckles when you hesitantly place a hand on a tall tree’s bark, crouching down on the moist, wet floor to catch your breath.

“I’m not as fit as you are, did you forget?” You heave out, shifting from one foot to the other because the trekking shoes Chan had given you were one-size-too-small, and now your feet felt like they were enclosed with molten-hot-lava. Yikes, not cool. 

“Did you just call me mint-head?” Your boyfriend raises an eyebrow, sauntering towards you before taking a seat on the random wooden bench that’s littered here and there on the pat to the top of the hill.

“Well,” You take a deep breath, uncapping the water bottle — thank god you’d brought one — before taking a nice gulp of the liquid. It feels cool and refreshing when it runs down your throat. Once you cap the bottle back, you speak again. “You deserve it, for dragging my ass to this —” A clapping sound echoes throughout the space and you separate your hands, pushing off the dead mosquito on your hand. “— wild forest, even though I told you we could’ve just taken the photos on the apartment’s terrace.”

“Oh come on,” Chan laughs heartily, slinging an arm over your shoulder before dabbing his handkerchief over your sweaty forehead. “It’s just a fucking hill, stop being such a drama llama. It’s literally just a straight walk up.”

“But we’ve been walking for hours!”

“Actually, we’ve only been walking for five minutes.”

“Sorry, you’re the one who literally carried me against my will from my comfortable bed and into this weird ass place, and all for dumb —” you swat at another mosquito. “Photos. Yeah, I think I have to right to be mad.”

“Hey, now let’s not get too angry there.” Chan runs his hand through his mint green hair. “The view from the top is magnificent, just give it a chance, babe. You do remember what I promised you once we’ve successfully reached the top, right?”

You scowl and then that gradually morphs into a pout as you shove your water bottle back into your backpack, slinging it over your shoulder. “It doesn’t even seem worthy anymore — all this climbing for one kiss?”

“Oh please,” Chan smirks, crossing his arms against his chest. “You’ve always told me I’m a good kisser, so you can’t tell me that you aren’t the slightest bit excited for this.”

“Yeesh, stop being so cocky—” A slap at his chest and you get up, ignoring the fiery feeling in the apples of your cheeks as you walk further up the hill. “You better catch up or no kiss for you!”

“Hey that was my deal!”

Once you and Chan both reach the top of the hill — albeit with a lot of groaning and complaining — the first thing you do is kick off your damn shoes and revel in the feeling of the cold grass under your feet, and finally, finally, some circulation to let your feet breathe! You feel as free as a bird, as calm as a swan in a lake —

“Why are you standing over there like you’re in the Titanic movie?” Chan asks, biting his lip to muffle out his giggles while you scowl at him once again.

“Because someone —” You smile, pointing at your boyfriend who’s trying hilariously hard to not laugh at how silly you look right now. “Decided to bring me here when I was totally—”

“Oh shut it, don’t start again.” Honestly, Chan isn’t even offended over how dramatic you’re being. You’re overly loud, chaotic, and look at the fun sides in life (expect for now, surprisingly) and Chan is calm, patient and more diplomatic in his approach. You two are opposites, but that’s what attracts both of you.

Plus, he finds it absolutely adorable, and all he wants to do is throw his camera away and cradle you into his arms and shower you in praise. Your dorkiness only brings out his affectionate side more — and Chan’s an affectionate person already.

“Ugh, fineeee...” You whine. “What am I supposed to do now?”

“Okay, so — stand there.” He points to the railing that surrounds the hill and you nod, moving to take your position. The cold grass and the air feels oddly nice, so you feel energetic. Maybe this photoshoot will go well after all.

The next two hours is spent with you and Chan taking pictures of each other, the scenery, and you also throw in a couple photos of Chan stuffing his cheeks with the sushi you’d picked up on the way — those were private and confidential though, because your boyfriend looked so cute when his cheeks were filled with food, and you were selfish and wanted all that serotonin for yourself.

Honestly Chan doesn’t even care about the photos — neither do you, but you’ve made it clear since the beginning — he just wants to spend quality time with his girlfriend, and college’s been an absolute pain in the ass — he misses going on silly yet nice dates with you.

Even Chan manages to catch a few portrait photos of you when you aren’t looking, and for all intents and purposes he will be keeping it to himself — because your beauty deserves to be admired, and just like you, Chan is selfish to share it.

Seems like you both fit together perfectly.

When the photoshoot is done, you decide to separate from the cameras a bit and gaze at the sun that’s going down bit by but, bestowing it’s existence with a magnificent view. The sky is tinted the slightest orange, mixed with a hint of pink and blue, and the scenery itself is picture-worthy.

“So...” You say, having calmed down from your burst of energy from before. “Today was nice.”

“What —” Chan says with sarcastic intent, gasping and clutching at his heart like he’s in grave shock. Now he’s the one who’s being dramatic. “— Didn’t you say it wasn’t worth my kiss?”

“Shut up.” You roll your eyes playfully, quirking your brow before gazing off into the afternoon-evening sky.

“Pfft, I’ll shut up after we finish the one more picture we have to take.”

“What picture, didn’t we have all of them already?”

“Nope, stand here.”

Chan runs to fix his tripod stand a few feet away from where you’re standing, setting the timer before rushing back to his place.

“This one’s special, so please get rid of the grouchy face.” You frown, but nonetheless smile at his excitement.

“Okay so, close your eyes.” 

A raised eyebrow is thrown in his direction, but you still comply, extremely curious to know what your boyfriend was up to.

“I swear to god, if you pull that thing you did to me last time when you put a bug in my hand I will —” Hey, you were just being proactive! The bug incident had freaked the fuck out of you, so much that you didn’t go near Chan for a whole two days until he’d apologized and bought you McDonalds.

But oh god, what you felt was so, so much better than that prank. 

Soft lips press against your own and efficiently shut you up, leave be for the muffled nose that rolls off your tongue in surprise. His lips move with synchrony, and you barely notice the camera flash behind you when Chan cups your cheeks and you wrap your hands around his waist, delving deeper and deeper and deeper until you ran out of breath. Not that you didn’t feel breathless when Chan got like this, and you loved every bit of it.

When you pull away, you gasp for air, panting as you rest your forehead against Chan’s.

“So,” He says, rubbing his thumb against your cheek and kissing the tip of your nose. “Was it worth it?” He cocks an eyebrow, and you giggly softly, pulling him into a hug.

“You know it always will be.”

And the framed picture of you and Chan kissing under the medium-orange toned sunset looks ever-the-pretty on your room’s wall.

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ABC fluffy with Ina Kingsley and Bea Huges

@ikingsley @kulaykape

A = Admiration (what do they absolutely adore about you?) Ina loves Beas drive, anything she wanted she would get. She would work tirelessly to get it, she had so much money yet she didn’t settle she still worked hard for her dreams.

Bea loved Inas ability to carry herself in a mature way, she always acted so professional which Bea definitely couldn’t not do to be honestly

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

Ina loves Beas voice, she thought her midwestern accent was so soothing and calm sounding

Bea loved Inas Butt, she had such a big butt and Bea loved nothing more than to come up to her and grab two handfuls of course Ina always tells her to stop but Bea knows she secretly loves it

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

They always ended up cuddled on inas couch at like 3 am as they watch tv, Ina would rub Beas back and kiss her forehead

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

Just a cuddly night in

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

Whenever Bea is mad she never wants to be around Ina, she Doesn’t want to push her away or make her feel scared

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

Neither Bea or Ina want kids

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

Ina and Bea both love giving each other gifts, they both buy each other a lot of gifts

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

They don’t really hold hands since they never go out in public much together

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

Bea walks, waddles? I don’t know she had pulled her ACL while at a party and now had to wear a stupid knee brace for 4 weeks. She knocks on the door of Inas office she was super late to go over notes with her before class, she walks in “hey sorry I’m late” she says before closing the door “I was in the emergency room till 4 am” Inas head shoots up when she hears emergency room than sees Bea “Bea what happened” she asks softly “I feel while at a party last night” she shrugs and Ina walks over and hugs her “if you want you can come over and I’ll make you dinner” Bea smiles “I would love nothing more”

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

They are a very tease couple, always jabbing each other. Beas personal favorite was old jokes to Ina and Ina loves joking about how whipped Bea is for her

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

Bea is a very slow and passionate kisser, while Ina is a very fast and quick kisser

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

Ina will always complement Bea in class saying how well she is doing, she will buy her little stuff that makes her think of her. Bea on the other hand, when they are together alone she is almost always touching Ina, she Doesn’t get to be near her very much so when she does she won’t waste it

M = Memory (favorite memory together?)

Definitely Martha’s Vineyard where Ina really start to let Bea in her life

N = Nightmare (what is their worst fear?)

Inas worst fear is to wake up and Bea was all just a dream.

Bea is so scared that Ina will shut her off again

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

Inas closest is color coded and she is very particular about how everything does

Bea always has to have her phone with her at all times, she doesn’t care where or when, Ina says it’s like a safety blanket

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

Ina loves being able to call Bea all the old classic names after she heard her talking to Zoey one day in the library “do you like getting called Bae” Bea laughs “no I hate getting called Bae or Bitch, what happened to like sweetheart or Darling I love those” after that whenever they were together outside of school she could call her those names and Bea would blush every time.

Bea calls her funny nicknames like old lady but she also call her sincere names like babe and baby

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

They love nothing much to go to inas apartment to drink wine and make fun of reality tv, they would order Chinese food and stay in the whole night.

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

Uncover (idk the artist)

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

Ina is very open with Bea and so is Bea, they keep no secrets between them

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

It took months of Bea pretty much begging for Ina before she came around to them dating.

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

Bea is a big cry baby and will cry in inas arms when the littlest thing happens, not that she would ever tell her. Ina on the other hand goes quiet when she’s upset and it takes Bea hours to finally get her to spit it out

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

Ina and Bea wish they could show each other off to everyone.

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

Ina hates it when Bea gets into fights, she is scared she will get hurt. Ina would never fight anyone, she is way to mature for that.

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

Ina can read what Bea is feeling the second it happens (she is a anthropologist) which is awesome and also very annoying for Bea

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

I feel like Ina would purpose and she wouldn’t make a big deal out of it maybe on a date she pops the question

Z = Zen (what makes them feel calm?)

All Ina need to feel better is a really good book and maybe some whiskey, she is a very easy person

Bea likes to have self care days to calm down, she will go to target buy candles, face masks and bath bombs and she will just relax the whole day

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Bang Chan SFW Alphabet

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Pretty affectionate, but mostly in private. He likes those moments to stay intimate.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

He was the upperclassman that helped you for an assignment, that turned into the really good friend who would always cheer you up, and listen to you when you need to, to then being your boyfriend.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

He likes to have you on his lap, his arms wrapped tightly around you, pulling your body as close to him as he can.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Doesn’t mind the idea of settling down, but after the group stops, or at least gets less active, because he wants to fully enjoy life with you.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

He could probably come out a little cold, but just because of how hurt he his, that he has to do that to you.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Either wouldn't really want to, of you’d both stay at the fiancee stage for a long time. He doesn’t really want to put your relationship under the spotlight.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

So soft, whether its in his touch, or his way of acting towards you. He’ll always make sure you’re fine and happy.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

His hugs are warm, soft and comforting. If he hugs you because you’re upset about something, he’ll talk softly in your ear, almost like a whisper, and maybe sing to you.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Pretty fast I think. He’s also the kind to ask if you still love him a few times a day, just to be sure you aren’t fed up of him or his tiring life (but honestly who could get tired of Bang Chan)

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Not really jealous, but can be a bit self conscious? Like some time you’d be talking about how much fun you had with a colleague at work and he’d worry a little. But he would never tell you to not hang out or talk with someone, you well being comes first.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Soft little pecks, literally everywhere. Likes to kiss your forehead and head a lot.

He likes it when you come up and kiss his cheek out of the blue, while on your tippy toes, it makes you look cute.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Just as protective as he is of you. He would probably be a bit scared at first, to hurt them. But once he gets to know them and see how much they like him, he’ll try his best to make them laugh, and have fun.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Pretty simple mornings. On a few occasions he’d like to try and make a small breakfast for you.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Lots of cuddling, watching movies, after having dinner together. He thrives for simple evenings at home, when he barely ever does that at the studio.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

He’s pretty open about himself, but the deeper things you’d have to gain his trust before knowing it. He only opens up to those who he has a great feeling with, meaning you, his members, and a few friends.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Very patient, well, living with 7 children he has to be!

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

He is a monster, he remembers everything, even the smallest details you would yourself forget.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

The first time he saw you front row at one of their concert. He couldn’t take his eyes off of you, and Jisung had to tap his shoulder to bring him back with them.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

He isn’t that jealous, but he is quite overprotective from time to time. He has been through some rough times, and he doesn’t want that ever happening to you. He always asks you how your day went.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

He would try hard. When he’s here, expect a lot of flowers, he’d also bring back little gifts for you from every country they visit.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Thinking he’s not enough? (I feel like I never put bad “habits” here, I’m the worst). He has a tendency to be really hard on himself, in various aspects of his life.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Like a 4/10, he likes to look good for you, but knows that you don’t care that much

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Completely incomplete. You’ve been a huge part of his life, and even when he goes on tour, he can’t help but feel something is missing.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

He would want to introduce you to the group, as soon as your relationship got serious. He’d often reassure you that the boys would absolutely love you. And they did.

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

He hates mean people, bullies. If you’re mean to anyone without a reason, he’s probably talk to you about it, and how it makes him feel.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

He tends to sing to you right before he falls asleep. (that’s cute) I also feel like he is a blanket stealer.

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

dating headcanons

✧ hc’s ✧ for atsumu and futakuchi

❧ gn reader

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

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

atsumu

✧ boi’s a tease

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

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

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

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

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

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

✧ rip atsumu, he malfuncc inside

✧ however

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

✧  “hey, are you feeling okay?”

✧ “yeah im fine, why?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

✧ “o-oh, yeah, i did.”

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

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

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

✧ lowkey highkey cant go long without seeing you

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

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

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

✧ “yes, because its been two days”

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

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

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

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

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

✧ was the first to admit he loved you

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

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

✧  “y/n, i love you.”

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

✧ surrounded by like. literally everyone lol

✧ osamu just fake gags in the background

✧ later that day:

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

✧  “dont push your luck”

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

futakuchi

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

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

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

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

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

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

✧ but poor bby was also wayyyy more tired than usual

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

✧ on the walk home one day:

✧  “you hit a really good spike today”

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

✧ secretly loves and craves your praise

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

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

✧ he also insists on helping you carry your things

✧ wants you to rely on him

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

✧ you told him you loved him first

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

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

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

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

✧ ejiufnicenjfdhksujsk he nearly melted in place

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

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Rin Okumura Alphabet headcanons - [SFW]

A/N: aaaAAA hellO <_> ik ik i should be doing requests but djfjadffsj take this alphabet headcanons about our angel >:o so sorry for any grammar mistakes and if Rin is too ooc >:’) lemme know if ya wanna see n/sfw alphabet c:< ive stolen hc prompts from @/burnedbyshoto [x] 

Rin:

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

Super ultra affectionate baby. He's affectionate almost everywhere, no matter what's happening. In public tho, he's a bit shyer. He's down for holding hands, small kisses and so on. In private, however, it's gonna be hard to get him away from you, especially if something dangerous happened. He's a bit sad when you aren't much into affection, but will respect your decision; he isn't the type to force you into something you aren't comfortable with.

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

Saving other people in front of his eyes. He's literally gonna stand with his sword in his hand completely dumbstruck, only to "wake up" moments later feeling how proud he's of you. The feeling is so strong that it almost makes him wanna cry in the middle of an ongoing battle.

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

YEEeeessS jjfdsjsf always!! Even tho he prefers having you in between his legs or on his lap with his strong arms around your waist, he won't complain when he's the small spoon and has his head on your chest with you gently playing with his soft hair; this position allows him to listen to your heartbeat and gives you an opportunity to watch him open up to you about things that bother him.

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

He just.. dreams of having a normal life with you. No more lies, no more things that could even further somehow destroy his life. Just you two, going to school together, work, marriage, and maybe kids. And then, getting old together.

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

He's ready to do anything, anytime for you. He's doing most, not because you don't do much, but that he just wants to. He loves spoiling you and that will not change. All the damn time thinks about you, whether you're safe or happy. Sometimes he needs to be scolded for that because even tho it's extremely kind and caring of him, it leaves an impact on his actions throughout the day.

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

Rin immediately scoops you in his arms and hugs you tightly while whispering comforting words and how much he loves you. Despite that me himself may be scared, he handles it pretty well; the most important thing for him is to get you calm.

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

He usually gives you small things since he can't really afford much - keychains, a CD of your fave singer/band, flowers, etc. He DOES actually get you a bit more expensive gift when he saves some money, and trust me, he's gonna be even happier to give it to you than you receiving the actual gift!

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

You don't have to ask twice for a hug, in fact, you don't even have to ask. Will whine until you won't hug him back. Rin NEEDS at least one hug every day; he just really loves having you in his arms, knowing you're safe, breathing, with him, that you didn't leave him. His hugs are always long, warm and comforting, sometimes he tears up due to how important hugging is for him and how emotionally vulnerable he's during it.

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

Kinda awkward when it comes to romance, but tries his best! Sometimes he tries too much and you both are like "............   ._.", but after some time he understands the whole thing and where it should stop. No problem with intimacy - if you want, he can make out with you in front of the whole crowd (with a blush on his cheeks).

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

Rin does get jealous, but not because he doesn't trust you, but rather because he's a bit insecure about himself. He's aware of his past and he isn't perfect, not that he tries to be, but he does feel sadness/anger when some guys are having too much fun with you, even during a conversation. He'll get mad, have his way with that person, only to later get even madder at himself for doing that. He does apologize tho, he'd die of remorse otherwise.

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

Rin isn't a bad kisser, but he's far from being best; so yeah, he's somewhere in the middle. He loves, loves, loves kissing you!! He's a bit shy at first, but once you two get more experience together he doesn't wanna stop. Can't get enough of kissing you on your lips, forehead and on the crown of your head.

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

Rin tends to say it after he wakes up and you happen to be in bed with him. He'll smile sweetly at you and softly place his hand on your cheek, tenderly caressing it with his thumb. "Good morning, baby. I love you."; He says it pretty often, but I assure you, every time he says it, he means it; prefers to say it - he isn't ashamed or anything, he's actually more happy to tell you than show you, cuz he isn't really good with it or hasn't figured it out yet. Rin's pretty good with words, and everything he says always comes directly from his heart.

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

Y e s  , y e s   and  y e s!! Without a second thought, this boy's heart belongs completely to you and if you agree to marry him he's gonna cry his eyes out from happiness!! He's a bit shy tho, so the ceremony would be only for your family and your close friends. Oh, have I mentioned he's also gonna cry during the ceremony??

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

Doesn't really like going to fancy restaurants, but he will, if you show him your puppy eyes he can't resist. He really likes taking you to movies, or maybe giving you some cooking lessons... in private, where no one can interrupt you two. It honestly depends on you how often he takes you on dates - he's fine with both going pretty often or almost not at all.

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

He normally doesn't let you cook since he prefers to do it himself, but from time to time, when his energy is totally drained or he's way too lazy, surprise surprise, you're the queen of the kitchen! He's quite curious about your cooking skills, and even tho he'd be half asleep on the couch, he'll still steal a glance at you. Ngl is kinda worried about whether you will burn down the kitchen or not.

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

Hell yes! He's such a goofball, but we all know that already. Sometimes, when he's in such a good mood, you two have pillow fights that usually end up with kisses. You will also catch him dancing to the rhythm of a song - he gets kinda embarrassed, but invites you to dance with him anyways.

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

YES! He's able to ask you a million questions about one thing. But don't worry, he can think using his own brain too, he just values your opinion more than his own.

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

Not much here - 50/50, kinda. Most of the time things are planned ahead, due to his [exorcist] school/work.

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

He's spooning you and no one will convince me otherwise. This guy lives off of hugging you. With this position, he knows you aren't in danger and he's capable of helping you when needed. Rin before sleeping gives your neck a sweet kiss, then kisses your hair and comfortably places his head on his pillow, being able to fall asleep with a smile.

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

There are no secrets between you - both you and he don't hide anything, you two can fully trust each other.

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

He's extremely loyal to you. Cheating? he does NOT know this word. Whenever someone cheats on their s/o, Rin gets annoyed and disgusted. He can't understand how people can even cheat on the person they're in a relationship with? Do they even realize how that person will be feeling?

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

After 3-4 months of being in a relationship, he's finally gonna open up about his problems and stuff. Depending on how much things happened, he's either just very saddened or his entire body trembles while telling you his worries. Please hug him :(

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

He has a habit of wrapping his tail around you, especially your thighs whenever you two sit down near each other. At first, it was him teasing you only to get you flustered, but since then he's doing it unconsciously. Be careful when you stand up lmao.

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

"dsfkfkskdfksjfd" He tries not to panic, but kinda fails. The good thing is that his body automatically gets you in his arms and he carries you bridal style to the nearest doctor/hospital. He feels like his heart might explode and he breathes heavily while waiting for the good news from doctors.

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

The only thing that kinda bothers him is leaving dirty dishes everywhere but not in the sink. You may be a bit annoyed with his impulsiveness sometimes, but as they say "quid pro quo".

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

Oh hell yes, he is~ Give him as much love as you want, he's gonna take it all without complaining!! He'll return it twice as much! <3

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(SMUT) Tiny Swords Part 6 - Eddie Munson x (afab)Reader

This is a smut chapter- if you're under the age of 18 please don't read it. Be safe on the internet ok?

AN: ok wow I had no idea wow ok wow. I wanted to quickly say thank u again to anyone who has read this silly little fanfic i wrote- I've seen like 3 tiktoks with it in them and received such moving comments that it's... i started writing this just because i wanted to write something nice for eddie because i really love his character and to see so many people love this work is... something special <3 i never experienced like this before and it's overwhelming in the loveliest of ways <3 thank you to anyone who has read up to this chapter- to quote the timeless Keanu Reeves, you're all breathtaking <3 i love u all

can you believe its been about 100 days simping for eddie? that's so fucking wild don't ask how i know that it's embarrassing. this took me a while to write and frankly i don't really like it but i just wanted to get it done because i want to write other things, uni is starting for me again soon and i guess I'm not ready for this to end just yet ;-; i had to cut this one short on the count of me not being able to write a propper ending/ have any plot ideas for this anymore. this is just porn with little plot. enjoy!

WARNINGS: AFAB reader, female bodily autonomy, reader uses they/them pronouns, reader wears make up, not my proudest work, safe sex- wear a condom lads, p in v sex, mirror sex, biting, hickeys, blah blah, fucking magic tricks?? for some reason?? talking about the future, mentions of masterbation, i think that's it?

word count: 13047

(complete) PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 3 | PART 4 | PART 5 | PART 6 | PART 7 | MASTERLIST

The morning was quiet and peaceful. Waking in tangled limbs, skin slowly heating in the rising sun.  There was the gentle chirping of the birds outside, along with Eddie's soft snores beside you. You found yourself locked in his embrace; one of his arms secured around your waist while the other rested in your hair. The covers just barely covered your bare bodies, so you could feel the cool breeze flutter in through the window, ruffling your curtains. You took the liberty of shifting your hand to cover his eyes, shielding him from the light before you pressed your face into his chest, inhaling his earthy scent. His lips move to gently kiss your forehead, though he doesn't move to get up. Neither do you- too content like this. You let yourself doze for a few more moments until you feel the need to use the bathroom. Worming out of his arms isn't easy, but you eventually escape. Upon your return, you're amused to find Eddie sitting up with a pout on his lips. He still has his eyes closed, clearly still tired, his hair wild, significantly more messy than usual. As your footsteps approach your bed, his open so he squints at you in the bright room, 

"Why'd you go?" He asks in a whiny voice, still hoarse and thick with sleep. With a smile, you let your knees sink down onto the bed, kneeling beside him. He tilts his head to look at you, and his expression shifts to affectionate; his smile is infectious. You plant your lips to his gently,

"I had to go pee," You tell him once you pull away, sitting back on your legs to watch as he rolls his eyes with a huff, blowing his messy bangs up and out of his eyes, "I'm back now," You say, opening your arms slightly to the sides. Eddie tilts his head slightly to look back at you, an elbow leaning on his covered, bent knee and toying with the ends of his hair; the other resting against his thigh. His eyes dip from your face down your body. You're wearing a shirt of his that you put on in the middle of the night, "Stop looking," You scold with a smile, shuffling closer to him again,

"I'm admiring the view, babe," He says lazily with a grin, groaning softly as he stretches his arms out in front of him and hugs you close. He puts all his weight on you, urging you to lay back on your bed. After moving your legs out from under you, you do so, not finding the strength to try and push him off. Laughter leaves your lips instead as he lays directly on top of you, the weight welcoming and comforting. He rests his head on your chest, in the valley between your breasts- effectively trapping you below him again,

"Eddie," You whine, smiling as you look down at him. He shifts his head, pressing a kiss to the middle of your clothed chest, before looking at up you. He narrows his eyes, an action you mimic and smile back at him, "I just got up,"

"Five more minutes," He grumbles, his head falling back on your chest, soft snores quickly escaping his lips leaving no room for you to argue. Eddie was never one to wake up bright and early in the mornings- staying up so late must have worn him out. And considering you still felt an ache in your thighs and hips, you relent and let him sleep.

The 'five more minutes' drag on for fifteen, before you got too impatient and try to wiggle out from below him unsuccessfully. He wakes again, curious as to what you're doing, and when you answered that you were bored, he lets out a yawn and lifts himself up off you. As soon as you shuffle out from under him, he flopps back on his stomach, hiding his face in his arms and letting his hair fall over his face,

"What're you gonna do?" He asks, voice muffled, though he does just slightly lift his head so his tired eyes can watch you. You don't answer at first, taking a quiet moment sitting on the edge of the bed and just watching him. Without much thought, you reach a hand out to mess with his curls, not entirely attempting to fix the mess, just making it... Look nicer. You move the bangs from out of his face and move a few of the curls from his shoulders. Your eyes drift to the scratch marks you had left behind on his shoulder blades, along with the deep red and purple bruising of the bruise you bit into his skin. Warmth heats your cheeks, yet you let your fingers delicately trace over the red marks, knowing his skin would likely still be tender. He lifts his head at the contact, eyes glancing at a bruise on your knee, before looking at your face with wide eyes. There are still dark circles under them, "Hello," He says quietly. At the sound of his voice, you smile wider, moving your hand from his back to ruffle his bangs. He groans, trying to move his head away from you playfully, before attempting to bite at your fingers. You pull your hand away before he can, but laugh,

"Are you feral, Eddie? Jesus," You laugh as he grins,

"Yeah, and I have rabies too," He says, baring his teeth. Your eyes dart over his sharp canines before he relaxes his mouth into a smile, "What, are you gonna watch me sleep now?" He asks, raising his brows,

"Nah, you're more interesting awake," You tell him, patting the bed and standing up,

"I'm plenty interesting when I'm asleep- oh!" He suddenly exclaims, and you turn your head to look at him, "I just remembered a dream I had," He smirks as you relax,

"Do tell," You wave an arm, standing by your chair and glancing over the clothes strewn around your room. You should start cleaning up,

"Nah, I don't think you want to hear it," Eddie mumbles; his face must be back in his arms. You furrow your brows, before groaning,

"God, you didn't have a sex dream, did you?"

"No!" You can hear the smile in his voice, "Why'd I need to fantasise about that when I have you right here, sweetheart?" You smile to yourself as you pick up a shirt- his- and fold it, before pulling his bag closer to you so you can put it back there. Glancing to your side, your eyes dart over his guitar case,

"She's right here, you know," You pat the case; the zippers jingle. You grab another shirt- his- and begin folding it, "Eds?" You ask as he doesn't respond right away, "Is-"

"Do you have cards?" He asks suddenly, lifting his head so you could hear him clearly. You freeze where you are, giving him a look, "What?" He asks, smiling at you,

"Cards?" You ask suspiciously,

"Yeah," He nods,

"Like playing cards?"

"Fucking birthday cards," Your name leaves his lips dripping with sarcasm as you laugh, "Playing cards, yeah," He clarifies as you start looking through your drawers,

"I've got..." You shuffle through things you haven't touched in years: scrap paper with doodles and notes you passed with Eddie; old notebooks you hardly touched; stray pens and pencils. The items, though junk, fill you with the pleasant warmth of remembrance of simpler times. Before senior year and the big 'what comes next?' question began looming overhead and around every turn- at every guidance counsellor session. Your fingers finally find what you were looking for, pulling the deck out and tossing it next to him on the bed, "I don't know if all the cards are there though- I also have Uno-"

"Oh, bring that one too," He grins, there's a creak and gently thud that comes from your bed, and when you momentarily turn to glance at him, Eddie's flipped onto his back and has taken the cards from the deck. He has them above his head and he's shuffling through them, muttering digits under his breath to count them. You grab the Uno deck as promised, even though the flimsy cardboard packaging is almost falling apart, "There's only fifty-one," He announces, glancing over at you as you stand and join him on the bed. He sits up, still shuffling through the deck,

"Do you know which one's..." To say Eddie was skilled with his hands was an understatement. Of course, it was impressive watching him play complicated riffs on his guitar's, considering he'd learn by ear, but you were utterly mesmerised now; watching the cards seemingly gliding through his fingers,

"Which one's what, sweetheart?" He asks, halting the movements of his hands so you're forced to focus your surprised glance at him,

"How did-" You blink at him. Eddie had many talents he didn't recognise as talents. For example, you found it remarkable that he'd occasionally mention he was rereading 'Lord of the Rings' for the millionth time on a Monday morning as he drove you to school, and by Saturday evening, he'd tell you he finished, eagerly relaying his favourite parts to you. He'd learn all his favourite songs, and occasionally yours, by ear, mischievously sitting in the corner while you did your school work, playing the chords on one of his quitars and waiting for you to realise. And not to mention the elaborate campaigns that'd leave your mind occupied for days after because who would've suspected that Kas- Vecna's own right-hand man- was the one who'd betray him, sacrificing himself to help the party in your darkest hour? Shuffling cards like he was fucking Houdini shouldn't surprise you as much as it did... But here you were, lips slightly parted and unable to vocalise your shock,

"Keep your mouth open like that and you're gonna swallow a fly," He says nonchalantly, with a slight slyness to his tone. He's caught on. You close your mouth, before licking your lips to wet them and glance from his hands to his face. He's grinning slightly,

"How did you learn how to shuffle the cards like that?" You finally ask, smiling slightly as he chuckles lowly. He begins to quickly deal the cards into two piles,

"That's what you're so impressed by?" He asks with a grin, casting you a glance. You shrug,

"You can't just grab my cards and shuffle them like you're Houdini or something!" He laughs again, more fully and in delight, "Explain!" You shove his shoulder slightly as he finishes with the cards, picking up his pile and organising the cards so they'd be even in his grasp,

"Alright..." He rolls his eyes, setting his cards closer to him before picking up the other pile and organising it for you. He moves his head away so you can't see his face, "I may or may not have gotten... A little obsessed with magic when I was a kid?" He gives you a slight glance, the tips of his ears going red slightly in embarrassment, "I thought it'd make me cool y'know? Being all 'is this your card?' and pulling out an ace of spades-" At that, he turns over a card and sticks his tongue out at the king of hearts, before setting it back in the pile and shuffling it, "It's-"

"Do you remember any magic tricks?" You ask him with a smile. He glances up at you, searching your eyes for any signs of mockery. You nod to your cards he's holding, organised so they're all facing upside down,

"Uhh... Well, I just separated them. Thought we could play something," He sit up a little more, holding out half of the deck. Gently you take it from him, humming,

"But you do know magic tricks?" You ask. He grins,

"Of course, I know magic tricks," He rolls his eyes, "I'm amazing at everything I do?" This time you roll your eyes, "Are we playing War or snap?" He asks,

"Snap- I've always been good at that," You grin, setting your first card down on the bed. Neither of you make comment on the face that it's the ace of spades,

"Oh, have you?" He teases, setting his own card down,

"Yeah, I played with my siblings all the time. The key is multi-tasking- talking to distract them but paying close attention to what you're doing and- snap!" You grin to yourself, quickly slapping your hand over the red and black Queens with a smirk. His hand covers yours quickly as he groans, but smirks, watching you take the cards and add them to the bottom of your deck, "See? Good tactics get you anywhere," You tease,

"Uhuh," He smiles, nodding his head as he sets his card down and watches you expectantly. He holds your gaze for a few moments as you glare playfully, before looking down to focus on the cards, "So my dream-"

"I almost forgot about that- what was it?" You ask, focusing hard on the cards. He places a four; you place a jack,

"Yeah- so we were at the grocery store for some reason and I was struggling to pick out a guitar. I don't know why they were selling guitars at a grocery store, but whatever," He says, "Next thing I know, you grab a ketchup bottle- God knows where you got that from, we're looking at guitars-" He chuckles softly, "But you start throwing it all over the customers around us," You laugh at that, barely registering the four you put down onto his. Briefly, you catch the flash in his eyes as he slaps a hand over the cards and grins at you, "Idiot," He smirks as you slap your hand onto his,

"But you didn't say snap!" You protest, moving your hand to try and grab his to pry it off the pileof cards,

"Does it matter- snap!" He grins, shoving your hand off of his easily and smirking as you huff, relenting and letting him take the cards, "See, this is why you don't tell anyone your strategies, babe," He smirks, "You do the exact same thing in my campaigns," He points out to you,

"I don't," You defend, setting your cards down one after the other,

"You do- you're so predictable it's hilarious," he smiles to himself, glancing up at you once he places down an ace, "Sometimes I don't even want to thwart your plan, it's funny predicting what you're gonna do," He smiles,

"Prey tell- how easy am I?" You ask, raising your brows as you set another card down,

"Well- you always use your strongest attack first," Eddie points out, "And you complain that no one else uses their strongest attacks either. That'll usually start an argument with Dustin about planning and strategy," He smiles as he sets another card down, glancing back at you, "What?"

"I mean it's true," You grumble,

"Yeah, it is," He smiles, "And it's funny every time," He adds, setting a King over yours. You quickly slap your hand onto the pile and grin,

"Snap!" Half of his pile is on your bed and you grin proudly to yourself as you pick it up. He huffs, rolling his eyes, "Sometimes," You tease, making sure the pile sits evenly in your hands, "It's better to sit quietly while your opponent talks away," You say proudly, holding out your stack of cards to show them off. He narrows his eyes, briefly glancing down at them, before smirking slyly and grabbing your cards out of your hands before you can react, "Hey!" You protest,

"This counts as a win for me because I have all the cards and you have none," He announces proudly, beginning to shuffle through them. You attempt to grab them back, though huff as he moves them away again,

"Eddie," You whine, grinning as you move over him to grab your cards back. Considering he now moved them to rest in his one hand, he holds them above his head and leans back on the bed. You follow him, landing on top of his chest,

"Nah, I won," He grins, glancing from the cards in his hand to your hand, reaching out and trying to grab them. He glanced down at your face in amusement, before closing the short distance between your faces and kissing you. You could feel him smirk against your lips as you stopped reaching for the cards and set your hand on his arm instead, your other hand moving to rest on his chest so you could prop yourself up, "C'mon," he says softly when you pull away,

"'C'mon' what?" You ask quietly,

"Say I won," He says smugly; you narrow your eyes,

"If you admit you cheated," Your brows raise as he grins, showing his teeth,

"It wasn't cheating- it was making use of an opportunity," He grins, "Say it," He repeats in a sing-songy way. Playfully, you sigh, grinning as you blow air into his face causing him to scrunch his nose,

"You win, Eds," You tell him reluctantly, swiftly moving up off of him and reaching for the Uno cards,

"Ahh, that's music to my ears, babe," He murmurs beside you. The creeking of the bed makes you realise he's sitting up behind you now. Then his lips ghost along your skin, moving from your shoulder until he gently kisses your sensitive neck, tongue darting out to lick your pulse point. Reluctantly, you press a hand to his cheek to teasingly push him away, though you don't expect it when he tilts his head and playfully licks your palm,

"Ew!" You exclaim as you pull your hand back quickly, gasping as he cackles loudly, falling back on your bed as you wipe your hand with mock disgust on your sheets, "What is wrong with you, Eddie?" You say through laughter, "That's disgusting!"

"What!?" He grins at you, "C'mon babe-"

"I don't appreciate being licked!" You tell him. he's moving to set the deck of cards on your bedside table, but halts his movements at your statement, shooting you a sceptical look, raising his brows with an amused grin, "Okay- not... You know what I mean, Eddie!" You say exasperated,

"No, I don't think I do," He grins at you when you huff, "What? So you'll happily make out with me, and let me eat you out but when I lick your hand, you think it's gross?" He says as he shifts and sets the cards he's still holding on the table, then settles to sit on your bed and watches you with amusement,

"Yes," You tell him, smiling as his mouth falls open in shock,

"Seriously!?" He asks with a large grin,

"Well, yeah," You shrug, "I... No- I know what you're doing," You shuffle to the edge of your bed, swinging your legs off the side as if you're moving to leave, grinning to yourself at his shocked expression,

"What!? What am I doing?" He asks innocently,

"You are trying to rope me into admitting things," You point a finger at him,

"I am doing no such thing!" He continues to protest as if he's innocent. Glancing at your hand, he reaches out to grab it. You narrow your eyes at him as you move it out of his way, "C'mon- what am I trying to get you to admit?" He smiles,

"That I don't actually mind when you-" Your eyes grow wide in realisation. He mimics your expression, brows raising as he grins,

"When I what!?" He urges, sitting up,

"Nope! I'm not letting you trick me," You grin as you move to stand. Eddie is quick to grab you by the arm, pulling you back down. With a grin, he leans on you so you're forced to lay down under him,

"Just admit that you like me," He settles. He moves a hand to touch your arms, gently rubbing your skin as you stare at him with an open mouth. His request sounds ridiculous,

"Eddie, I've been letting you live with me in my house for the last four days. I must like you to some degree to allow you to stay here for so long," You tease playfully, "Plus, why am I the one admitting all this stuff to you?" You question, "What if I want you to tell me how much you like me?" You smile at him, moving a hand to touch his neck. It's impossible to miss the way his pupils darken at your words. You let your hand gently caress his skin, letting your fingertips gently trace down his neck, then splaying out so it covers the ink on his skin,

"I do like you," He says in a low tone. You hum in approval, before gently lifting yourself so you're closer to him, and letting your lips touch his. Quickly, he's pressing his tongue to your lips and entering your mouth with a low groan. One of his hands gently reaches out to brush some hairs back from your face, coming to gently rest at the side of your head, "I really, really like you," He pulls away for a moment to tell you. When you open your eyes, they dart to his lips and you grin easily at how they're slightly pinker,

"Just like me?" You tease, grinning as he rolls his eyes, hand gently stroking up and down your arm,

"What do you want me to say, huh?" He grins as he says your name, "You want me to tell you in a poem?" He asks,

"You don't have to," You say, "Though since you insist, I'd greatly appreciate some nice words," You smile softly. He laughs to himself, before nodding for you to move further up your bed. As you do, you pull one of your pillows down under your head for added comfort,

"Something nice, hmm?" He repeats, eyes watching your slow movements, "I'm not used to being nice," He tells you playfully, though his happy and infectious smile proves otherwise,

"Aww come on, you've been plenty nice to me," You tell him as you mess with the pillow, "Reciprocate," You prompt, finally laying back. With anticipation, you watch as he moves over you, settling his arms on either side of your head and looking over your face with those large brown eyes of his. You let him sit between your open thighs, shifting your legs so they're bent at the knee.

His face is relaxed: a small smile stretched over his kissed lips, his hair creating a curtain around you both, so close your breaths gently fan over one another faces. Without thinking, you reach up a hand to gently brush along his lips, feeling the soft skin beneath the pad of your finger. Letting your hand dip down over his chin, your fingertips graze the skin of his neck until they entangle themselves with the necklace loosely handing down his neck. When you look back from your hand to his face, your met with such tender warmth it startles you, lips parting as you take in his gaze. You can see the love in his eyes as he takes in your face. Though it is untouched by make-up to fix any imperfections, and glowing bright in the summer's morning light,  it's still just you. And it's just him above you, loving you for you. Undisturbed in this moment of peace,

"I love you, sometimes more than life itself," He whispers to you. The look on his face is almost surprised at what came from his lips. Like the thought had been running through his head but somehow slipped and escaped past his lips. You blink slowly, fingers halting as they play with the chain, "You just... Waking up with you by my side every morning... I usually stay in bed 'till like, way later in the day," His smile widens as he gently brings a hand up to your cheek, "But when I'm with you... I wake up and sometimes I'm already smiling because I can feel you in my arms. Just the fact that you're here and I'm smiling and I'm just... You just make me feel so happy just by being here," His words warm your heart and prickle tears against your eyes. Your cheeks hurt from how much you're smiling. Holy shit- how did you get so lucky to have someone as kind and sweet as Eddie Munson in your life? "Knowing you're with me, right now... Makes me want to wake up and live," He sighs.

All you can do is laugh, overcome with such happiness and love for him you can't even form words- the joy escaping the confines of your body. The tears that had built up in the corners of your eyes slip down the sides of your cheeks when you close your eyes, though Eddie is quick to wipe your face dry,

"Munson, you really have no idea how sweet you are, huh?" You grin at him, moving your hand to wipe the other side of your face as he grins at you,

"I can be easily persuaded, my love," He says. For another moment, all you can do is look at one another. For a moment you're quiet- you can feel the rapid beating of your heart in your chest, the cool chain around your fingers as you curl them around the metal again. The birds are chirping outside, and you can hear Eddie's gentle breathing. His lips are slightly parted. Then you're gently pulling the chain closer towards you, moving your head up so your lips meet his halfway. He groans into your mouth, muttering a 'fuck' against your lips as you shift your legs around his waist and your arm moves to wrap around his neck, keeping him in place for a moment.

When your grip around him loosens, he's quick to direct his head down to your neck, pressing kisses to the bloom of red and purple he so lovingly left behind those few days ago. At your sighs and gentle moans, he smirks against your skin. You can feel one of his hands sliding up your skin, moving under your shirt and stopping just on your side. His long, slender fingers skim the underside of your breast causing you to shudder. Impatiently, he hums against your wet skin and foregoes removing the shirt covering your chest, moving down your body,

"Eddie?" You question, glancing down at him as he slides his hands down to grab the hem of your underwear, moving to slide them down your legs. He glances up at you, meeting your eyes and giving you a wink before he playfully bites the skin on your hip. In turn, your swat your fingers at his hair, causing him to laugh,

"What?" He asks, sitting up slightly. You toe off the underwear, letting them slip off of your legs and off the side of the bed,

"Usually, I'm the impatient one," You remind him with a smile, eyes fixated on him as he licks his lips, moving his hands over your legs and helping you part them,

"Mhm-" He agrees, glancing up at you, "Problem is I've been thinking about you since I woke up," He smiles, "Yeah, that 'poetry' wasn't just bullshit to please you," He grins, settling between your legs,

"I believed every word, Eds," You assure him, "Even though it didn't rhyme," You add to tease,

"You wanted it to rhyme?" He laughs softly, "Want me to write you a limerick too?" He asks playfully,

"Can you do iambic pentameter?" You say through laughter. His brows crease as he stares at you,

"Can I do what?" He asks amused, sitting up on his forearms and watching you laugh,

"You know like Shakespeare?" You smile. He blinks and you laugh,

"No, I can't do that," He grins at you as you continue to laugh, "I thought you were talking about a new strain or something," He chuckles,

"What?" You laugh more, "Strain? Of weed?" You laugh more as he nods, "Eddie- y-"

"You can't blame me," He complains, "I mean what even is... Whatever you said?"

"It's the way he wrote his plays. Something to do with five syllables," You shrug, "C'mon, Eds, it's like the first thing you learn about the guy!" You grin at him,

"I don't care about dead guys," He mumbles, rolling his eyes and leaning down to press gentle kisses against the inside of your thigh, "Care more 'bout you," He mutters into your skin, and you let out a small breathy laugh as you let your eyes fall shut. Testing the waters, he gently nips at your skin, and though you said you didn't want more hickeys, no one but him would be looking there... He's gentle at first until you feel his lips curl into a grin. Before you can say anything, he gently sucks your skin into his mouth, tongue wetting the flesh and causing your thighs to clench around him, arousal quickly spreading through your core,

"Oh fuck," you hiss, shifting around in an attempt to bring yourself some relief. You sigh at the loss of his lips on your skin when he pulls away, "Eds, c-" you don't get to finish as Eddie is quick to sit up and press his lips back against yours, effectively shutting you up. His kisses are hot, wet and impatient, teeth gently nipping at your lower lip, before he shifts his head from your open and heavy-breathing mouth and trail back down your neck. This time, he pulls away to grab at the hem of your shirt, and you quickly sit up to help him remove it off you, throwing it elsewhere.

Before he can dive back to your chest, you kiss him again, sitting up and leaning into his mouth when his hands grope your chest, squeezing gently and letting his thumbs roll over your pebbled nipples. He directs you to lay back down, giving you a final kiss, before making his way back down your body with a grin.

His head dips between your thighs, his hands sliding over the skin of your hips before settling on your knees, gently separating them. Eddie hooks his hands under your thighs, grinning as you twitch and shiver at his gentle touches. Your skin heats at the feeling of his breath against your bare self, shivering more when it hits your growing wetness. He glances up at you once more, before humming and muttering something. Before you can ask what he said, you feel the gentle swipe of his tongue against you and you moan softly. Though you're quiet, the sound is loud in the quiet of the morning and the silence of your room. Heat continues to flush your cheeks as he gives a few more licks; then his mouth attaches itself to your clit and he sucks gently, occasionally flicking the bud with his tongue. You suck in a breath and snake a hand to his hair, ruffling it and pulling it from his face so it doesn't get in the way. His eyes lock onto yours and you can see him grinning to himself.

He focuses on what he's doing, licking and sucking when your breaths hitch or your moans grow louder, only working you up more. You're trying to be quiet, mindful of the open window, but when he catches on, his smirk widens. He's quick to give a harsh suck, before shifting one of his hands and pressing his middle finger to your entrance. It draws a harsh gasp from you, and you quickly slap a hand over your mouth as you moan louder into it. Eddie's grin only widens as you feel his finger slowly slide into you, and when your hips start impatiently bucking against his mouth and finger, he squeezes your hip gently,

"Eddie," You moan, moving your hand off of your mouth and letting it drop onto your chest. When you open your eyes and glance down at him, you see his eyes are already focused on yours- though his movements don't stop. Your cheeks flush again, "Come back," you whine. His only response is a low hum that vibrates along your clit, causing you to gasp, your pussy clenching around his finger,

"Come where?" He teases, pulling out of you and shifting so he's hovering over you, pressing his left hand to the bed near your head. You open your eyes slightly, just so they're half-lidded. His lips are spread into a grin, wide like some maniac, and his chin is glistening with your arousal. He looks so smug when your eyes widen at the sight. Roughly, he wipes his face with the back of his hand, before glancing down your body. He moves his other hand, fingers finding your clit again, still sensitive. You moan at the contact, body twitching from the sensitivity, "Babe," His voice is soft and low, a little sing-songy and expectant, but you can barely hear him, focusing instead on how good he's making you feel. The small, slow circles so easily distract you. It isn't until he says your name and his movements slow to a stop that you finally look at him,

"What...?" you ask shakily, meeting his eyes and blinking rapidly in an attempt to regain yourself, "What?" you repeat, as he laughs,

"You want me to come where I am or with you?" He asks playfully, moving his hand from your pussy and gently caressing your inner thigh. At the loss of contact, you groan slightly in frustration and close your legs around his hand. He only laughs at you, easily pushing your legs apart again,

"You're such an asshole sometimes," You tease, though grin at him. You manage to lift yourself on your arms to kiss him gently. You can taste yourself on his tongue,

"I honestly just wanted to know," He tells you as he pulls away, just enough to speak. His nose bumps against yours. With a small huff, you roll your eyes and shuffle out from beneath him, turning slightly in his arms to pull his bag closer to you, reaching for a condom, "What? It's best to ask questions," He smiles, letting his head drop so he can press a kiss to your shoulder, "So...?" He hums as you sit back up,

"So what?" You ask, raising your brows at him,

"Together or alone?" He watches as your fingers halt in opening the rubber, brow furrowing as you look at him in confusion,

"What does that mean?" You ask,

"Like..." He glances away, tilting his head and letting his hair fall from where he'd moved it behind his shoulders back in front of his face, "...Masturbate together?" He shrugs, watching you. And for some reason, that's the thing that makes your freeze and stare at him with large eyes, pupils twice their usual size, and mouth gaping wordlessly. Not the fact that you're entirely naked, trapped by his arms caging you to your bed; not the fact that he's just been eating you out: the idea of you flicking your bean while you watch him jerk off to you. That, "Not into that, hmm?" He moves like he wants to get up off of you,

"No! No," You say quickly, moving a hand the grab his arm so he stops, relaxing back so he's sitting back on his knees between your legs again, "Just... Why would I watch you and do all that work by myself when I have you to do it for me?" You smile at him. He laughs gently, humoured by your statement,

"I see you're asking the good questions now," He grins, sitting up and plucking the condom out from between your fingers, opening it the rest of the way,

"I always ask good questions," You grin eagerly. You glance down at his hands, then at his boxers. His length is pressing against them- you can see the outline. Without thinking, you sit up more, reaching for the waistband, "For example, why are you so overdressed?" You ask, letting the waistband go so it snaps back against his skin gently. He laughs again, sitting up to remove them, his cock springing free,

"Happy now?" He hums, leaning forward and kissing you before you can answer. Easily, he directs you to lean back to where you were on the bed and explores your mouth with his tongue. You let your hands move onto his shoulders, mindful of the large bruise you had left there, and lightly scratch down his chest. They travel lower until you take hold of his cock, pumping the shaft slightly. He moans into your mouth, the noise muffled.

After he puts the condom on, he presses his hands to your legs, widening them as you guide his cock along your entrance. He slowly inches inside as your breath hitches, and he groans pleasantly leaning over you, kissing your exposed neck,

"Feels good?" He murmurs, lips close to your ear and nipping at your bare earlobe. You let your hands move over onto his back, fingertips dancing along his skin as you smile to yourself and hum affirmatively,

"Really good," You let him know, hissing and moaning pleasantly as he pulls back out to slide back in. He's slow at first, letting you get used to the feeling before leaning forward to kiss you again. Your moans get louder as he starts a slow in-and-out pace, and when he pulls back to breathe into your mouth, he's smirking,

"Babe," He teases, "Unless you want the whole neighbourhood to hear you, you should be a little quieter," He whispers. Considering he's still thrusting relatively slowly inside you, it's hard to focus. Your moans hush as you close your mouth, biting the inside of your cheek to try to keep quiet. They come out muffled and whiney when you tilt your head to press into the pillow. Eddie quickly attaches his lips to your neck again, causing you to moan and clench around him, "Jesus," He groans,

"Am I the only one who's supposed to be quiet?" You grin to yourself, biting down on your bottom lip as he trails his lips down to your chest. Playfully, he bites your nipple, eliciting a sharp whine from you,

"Look who's talking," He smirks, "Besides, "He leans in close to your face, moving one of his hands to your cup your jaw and tilting your head to look at him. Though he's not rough, the act still makes you clench around him harder, "I like listening to you when you're like this," He whispers smiling as you moan again and let your eyes fall shut,

"Fuck- can you go faster?" You breathe, tilting your head to the side and pressing it back into the pillow. He straightens, slowing briefly as he slides his hands around your hips to pull you close. He speeds up like you asked, drawing more moans from you, "Fuck! Like that," You moan. One of your hands coming to rest on your boob, toying with the nipple while your other moves to your clit, quickly beginning to play with it, muscles in your abdomen tightening,

"Jesus Christ," Eddie groans, feeling your walls flutter around him as he moves quickly, cock dissapearing in your pussy. You're a mess- breathing heavily, moans muffled by the pillow and bed squeaking with the force at which Eddie moves. It's possible that anyone passing by very likely knows what you're doing by the sounds alone, but you're too focused on how good this all feels to care,

"Eddie-" You whine again as his cock beings to hit the spot deep inside you that has your legs shaking around him. Your moans turn to desperate whimpers as you work your hand faster against your clit, chasing down a rapidly building orgasm,

"Wait, wait," He breathes, his movements slowing. You open your eyes, blinking at him in confusion. His smile widens slightly when your hand stops moving against your clit, his hands squeezing your hips briefly,

"What, Eds?" Though you're still a little delirious, you manage to lift yourself on your arms slightly, chest rising and falling rapidly, "Something wrong?" You frown slightly as he breathes for a few moments. At your question, he shakes his head, moving a hand up to brush some of the curly bangs that had stuck to his forehead out of the way. He leans forward to gently kiss you, teeth catching your bottom lip and tugging gently,

"No, no," He assures you, voice barely coming through from how breathless he is. He's smiling though, which eases your worry, "Everything's perfect- it always is with you, baby," He adds. A warmth spreads through your chest- you're glad he feels safe with you, especially in such intimate moments. Though it's usually the other way around- him checking in on you- you want to make sure he's okay too,

"Then what's up?" You move a hand behind your head to gather your hair, manoeuvring it so that when you lay back, it's not in the way. While you do so, he slips out of you, and though you miss the contact and fullness he provided, you're still watching him quizically. One of his hands trails from your hips to your stomach, fingers ghosting over your skin making you shiver and tense beneath his touch,

"I had an idea..." He says, "I just think we should make use of that lovely mirror of yours," He tells you, nodding his head in it's direction. With a relieved smile, you manoeuvr onto your stomach, Eddie's hands never leaving your hips. Once you're settled, he shifts around behind you, pulling your hips closer to him and finally settling. You turn your head to the side and watch him from the mirror in your room, smile widening as you see him lean over and press a gentle kiss to your back. His gaze meets yours in the mirror and he grins, playfully biting you,

"Eddie!" You whine, pressing your face into the pillows as he laughs behind you,

"What? Can't help myself, you're just... There," You can hear the smirk that's no doubt plastered to your face, but can't find the words when he slides his fingers along your sensitive cunt again, gathering your wetness. The contact makes gasp as your hips stutter, though Eddie's quick to pull you back towards him. You sigh softly as you feel him gently pressing his cock to your wet folds, rubbing the slick along his length. Your eyes fall shut as he slowly inches inside you, the new angle making your squirm against him. Your moans are thankfully muffled by the pillow, and once he's fully inside, you hear him groan, "Fucking... Christ," He hisses. You feel him leaning over you, pressing gentle kisses to your back, then shoulder, then neck, "Open your eyes, babe," He murmurs against your skin. Slowly, you oblige, tilting your head so your eyes meet his in the mirror. He grins, pressing his mouth against your neck and humming pleasantly as he sucks on the skin gently, beginning to move in and out of you,

"Jesus, Eds, you're really deep," You exhale, pressing your face back into the pillow to silence yourself. His lips detatch from your neck and move to your back, nipping at the skin. You can feel yourself clenching around him, "Eddie," You whine,

"What?" He grins pleasantly against your skin "You like that?" He murmurs lowly, the pace of his thrusts increasing, squeezing your hips gently,

"Mhm," You hum, looking at him through the mirror, "A lot,"

The sound of skin slapping skin soon fills the room as he speeds up, mixed with your soft moans and his gentle grunts and groans of pleasure. As much as you want to watch the images of you fucking in the mirror, you can't contain the way your eyes are rolling back into your skull, your moans growing louder the more vigorous his thrusts become,

"Christ- you feel so good," He hisses, ramming his hips into yours hard,

"Eddie- fuck, I'm gonna cum," You moan beneath him, feeling one of his hands move to start quickly rubbing his fingers against your clit,

His touch alone is enough to make you come undone, moaning loudly into the pillow as your pussy clenches around him. That's all it takes for him to finish, spilling himself inside the condom with groans and moans of your name leaving his lips as he stills inside you, breathing heavily.

You find yourself unable to move, exhausted and trapped by Eddie's hands still leaving a bruising grip on the flesh of your hips, caging you to the bed. You feel a weight on your back, and opening an eye to look in the mirror, you find Eddie leaning down over you, forehead touching your back. He's smiling, and you watch him move a shaky hand from the side of the bed to touch your leg. Soothingly, he caresses where his fingernails pressed cresent-shaped indents into your flesh. Your eyes fall shut again, and it feels like you're flying. Like your falling asleep still drunk.

The first thing you feel when you come back to reality is his lips pressing to your shoulder blade, moving up to your neck. Then his hair is tickling your skin as he reaches your shoulder. Then you hear your name leaving his lips in a soft whisper. The hand moving against your leg moves to gently grip your arm, squeezing once,

"You okay?" His voice is soft; you can still hear his laboured breaths, the warmth fanning over your cheek. He's right next to your ear, quiet not to startle you. With a small, reassuring hum, and a slight nod of your head, he finally moves. With a sigh, his arms unhook themselves from around your waist and he pulls out, leaving you feeling empty and still so, so tired.

You can feel the bed dip and move as he moves off of it, pausing at the edge, before standing up. There's more shuffling around, and you hear a zip. It could either be the sipper of his jeans or his bag. Either way, he's dressed. He leaves momentarily, only to return shortly after,

"Hey," His hand gently touches your shoulder and you tiredly lift your head, blinking up at him. He's holding a cloth, "Let me help you clean up, okay babe?" Eddie smiles and helps you lift yourself up to sit, "You're also gonna have to drink that," He motions to the cup of water beside your bed. You must have dozed off and not realised he went downstairs to get it. Smiling tiredly you nod, cleaning yourself off and grabbing the water, "I'm gonna take a shower by the way," He says once you set the glass down. He moves to stand near the bed, reaching out to move some hair behind your ear and letting his hand slowly move from your face to your chin. He tilts your head up so you're looking at him, "You did so well for me," He mutters; your heart flutters at the praise, "If you're that tired, you're welcome to go back to sleep. I can deal with a few minutes alone," He tells you playfully, before leaning down to kiss your head. Though his offer is tempting, considering how heavy your limbs feel and how your eyes are struggling to remain open, you groan and flop back on the bed, "Back to sleep it is," He smiles. Before he leaves, he grabs a blanket you'd discarded on your desk chair, delicately draping it over your form before your reality and consciousness fade away.

"Hey," You can't remember the dream you were having, it fades away before you can even process it, but nonetheless, Eddie's voice brings you back from sleep. It's a small whisper, from somewhere far away in your room. You can hardly hear him, though you stir as he approaches, "Did you fall asleep?" He asks- you can hear the smile in his voice. The fresh smell of apple scented shampoo hits you, and a smile involuntarily comes to your lips, "Shit- did I wake you?" He asks. You open your eyes and tilt your head, finding him watching you with an apologetic look. His hair's still damp,

"Yeah- but it's okay," You hum, groaning slightly as you stretch out on your bed and rub your eyes,

"Sorry," You hear him mumble, and the bed dips as he moves to sit down next to you. When you finish with your eyes, you blink slowly at him. He's holding out a black shirt to you, very likely his. It smells clean though. Looking back at him, there's a loving smile on his lips, "Need me to bring you anything, my love? Breakfast in bed?" Though he means well, the sentence makes you laugh. You stretch your hand out towards him to grab the shirt, fingers skimming over the fabric,

"Is it gonna be cereal again?" You ask playfully, and he laughs to himself. On your first valentines days together, he had brought you a bowl of Cinnamon Toast Crunch with two spoons, and though it was ridiculous, you greatly appreciated it,

"It can be," He smiles, as he moves the shirt closer to you, then leans forward to kiss your forehead, "I'm gonna head down but I can make you coffee," He tells you. One of his hands moves up to shift some hair from your face, your eyes falling shut at the gesture, "Still tired?" He asks in amusement,

"Who's fault do you think that is?" You tease, opening your eyes to catch the flash of his teeth as he laughs. He kisses the side of your head, then your lips and stands,

"I'll see you downstairs, babe," Eddie tells you, "Don't sleep for too long!" You sit up, bunching the sheets around you and rubbing at your eyes,

"Or what? You'll get bored without me?" He stops at your door, catching himself on the door frame. He tilts his head to look at you with a grin,

"Sure. I might just drop dead from heartbreak," He winks playfully,

"Please don't," You frown, giving him a pleading look. He simply grins,

"No promises," He places his fingers to his lips and motions towards you and you laugh loudly, flopping back on the bed. You hear the sound of his footsteps descending down the hall, then the stairs, and then it goes quiet. You let out a sigh. You are exhausted, but you don't want to fall back asleep. In general, you just feel tired- not lazy, just tired. You don't want to move...

But you have to. You don't want to waste the day, especially considering how little time you have left with Eddie. A small frown crosses your lips- this'll be over soon. Living together like this with no worries. Just living... Alone. It was so calm and pleasant. Even during your breaks from school, you wouldn't get a lot of peace- your siblings running rampant through the house at the asscrack of dawn and not letting you get any rest when you most deserved it, or bursting into your room and trying to distract you from your work.

Though you loved your family, you realised quickly how much more... Relieving it was to be without them. Though you missed them, you didn't want them to come back. If you could just stay like this, with Eddie, and occasionally your cat... It'd be perfect.

You never fully believed in the idea of soulmates. Sure, you'd see love on the television and in movies but never imagined you'd find anything remotely similar... Then along came Eddie. He loved you... He loved you, he loved you. And you loved him back, and would be perfectly content spending every single waking moment in his company.

He wasn't even gone for a whole ten minutes and you already missed him... You stretched out your legs, wincing slightly at the burn in your muscles and sat up. You should wash your hair...

Eddie isn't in the living room or kitchen when you get down, still messing with your freshly washed and dried hair, though the back door is open and plumes of smoke can be seen from outside the window. You turn the radio on downstairs, catching the end of the weather forecast. You smile in relief as the announcer forecasts that it'll rain later today.

You make a quick breakfast of toast- forgetting how good such a simple thing as bread and butter could be- and sip on the warm coffee made by your boyfriend. His empty mug is already in the sink, though you find no plate. You make him toast as well, cutting the two slices into forths and picking one up, sticking it between your teeth,

"Hey, babe?" Eddie's voice calls out from outside, causing you to tilt your head towards the sound. There are more clouds in the sky than there was yesterday,

"What's up?" You ask, briefly removing the toast from your lips. Hearing no response from him intrigues you. Picking up the plate, you slowly make your way through the open garden door, "Eddie?" You ask curiously, looking out into the garden.

Eddie is crouched out in the grass, far back in your yard, cigarette idly smoking from between his lips and twitching slightly as he talks so quietly you can't hear him. He's still shirtless, the morning sun warming his back and heating his wavy hair. In the soft light of morning, you could see the dark curls were a wonderful dark brown. Next to him, Clara rolled on her back, paws wildly swatting at a piece of grass he waved around for her like a toy, occasionally stopping to let her catch it before prying it from her grasp to flick it over her face. This time, she catches it in her mouth and bites it; you watch him struggle to pry it from her grip. Your lips curl into a smile as you hear him laugh gently, saying something to her, and turning his head glancing around in search of a longer grass stem. He plucks it, glancing at her and making a face, saying something again, before waving the new grass piece over her. She pauses in chewing, before attacking wildly at the new blade of grass.

The sight alone warms you more than the sunlight, spreading through your chest and heating your cheeks are you take a step out onto the grass, the fresh morning dew cooling the bottoms of your bare feet. He glances up once he realises you're outside and moves a hand to shield his eyes from the light. Playfully you stick you tongue out at him,

"Hey," He says with a grin, teeth glistening in the light,

"Hi, Eddie," You say,

"What d'you have?" He asks before you can say anything else. You shift so you stand in front of the sun so he doesn't have to squint up at you. He nods to the plate in your hands as he takes a drag of the cigarette,

"Just some toast and butter," You tell him, lowering the plate to show him the few slices. He gasps quietly to himself as if you're showing him something truly great, like state secrets or a five-star, gourmet meal. He eagerly reaches for a slice, biting into it with a grin,

"Mmm, yum," He says over a mouthful. You laugh- but you can't blame him. This was your third slice just this morning, it was simply that good, "Thanks!" He adds, glancing back at Clara. You glance between them, watching him expectantly as he now reaches his hand down to pet her head,

"You called for me?" You remind as you straighten up. He looks back at you, confused at first, before he lights up, nodding,

"Oh, yeah-" Eddie straightens quickly, brushing some grass that clung to his jeans, before looking back at you. He quickly finishes the toast and you smile at the sight of some crumbs sticking to his cheek. You look at him curiously, before glancing down at Clara as she meows, her face meeting your leg as she rubs against it. From your peripheral, you can see one of Eddie's hands it tucked behind his back. He removes it, handing you something. Your eyes widen at the small gathering of field flowers in his hand, "Got these for you," He says happily, eagerly presenting them to you,

"I-" The words you want to say escape you, losing themselves somewhere on your tongue. You find yourself only blinking at him, then at the makeshift bouquet. With a small smile, you reach for them, hand brushing his warm skin as you turned them over. Your fingers gently skin over the tiny petals, "Why did...?" You begin quizzically, though you still can't find the right words. Besides, the bright smile on your face was making your cheeks hurt,

"Cause I wanted to," He says simply, the cigarette returning between his lips as he takes a drag. One of his hands moves to your face, touching your cheek delicately. His long fingers curl under your chin to prompt you to tilt your head up to him. When your eyes meet his, he moves the cig away, quickly pressing his lips against yours. The smoke enters your mouth as his tongue parts your lips, quickly moving against yours. With a surprised moan, you kissed him back, though he pulls away, to your disappointment, a large grin spreading across his lips,

"Wha...?" You feel dazed, head spinning,

"I thought they were pretty. Like you," He tilts his head, winking at you and patting your face gently, before his attention focuses back on your cat, "Ew, what are you doing, Clary?" He says as he crouches back down to meet her,

The kiss had left you starstruck, courtesy of him shotgunning the smoke to you, and along with the sweet gesture of gathering up flowers for you, your heart pounded in your chest, clenching with emotion. Holy fucking shit... Glancing back down, you let out an involuntary, happy laugh, setting a hand on his head and ruffling his pleasantly, sun-warmed hair,

"She eats grass to help her with digestion and stuff like that," You said softly, once you'd regained your composure, eyes flicking back to the bunch of daisies in your hand,

"Like a little cow," He smiled, reaching out to poke her nose, then standing back up next to you, leaving Clara to eat the grass. Your hand remained in his hair, allowing itself to tangle in the locks hanging by his shoulders. He turned his head to look at you with a small, fond smile, before leaning closer to you as if he wanted to kiss you again. He said your name instead, prompting you to hum inquisitively, "When you're not looking, I'm gonna steal your cat," He said with a toothy grin, making you laugh as he taps the ash off his cigarette off to the side,

"Eddie- no, please don't steal my cat," You grin, glancing at Clara. She had moved to watch you, then let out a small meow as she moved a few paces into the comforting shade of one of the apple trees, laying down on the cool grass, "See? She likes it here," You gesture to her,

"She likes it there 'cause you're not there," He teases, pointing to her with two fingers, the cig between them. You let your jaw go slack in mock shock, though you laughed and smacked his shoulder with your fingertips,

"She's my cat and I feed her every day?" You smiled, moving to stand in front of him,

"Mmm- that's not true. I fed her this morning," He said proudly, "And why did she leave as soon as you came over huh?" He grins,

"Wait you fed her?" He nods, "But I also fed her..." You glance at Clara, dozing happily in the shade by a couple of green apples, prematurely fallen and rotting brown. Eddie hums, and shrugs,

"Guess she's eating like a king!" He grins,

"No, you can't overfeed her, Eddie," You smile, "Otherwise, she gets greedy and swats at us until we feed her,"

"Aww, she can eat as much food as she wants," He says, grinning and walking to her again, petting her,

"Eddie, she can't," You join him, crouching next to him and gently petting her head. She purrs contently at the two hands scratching her head and chin,

"King Clara... That's got a ring to it, you know?" He smiles, glancing over at you and grabbing the final slice of toast from the plate, biting it, "I'll make you a little crown to wear," he tells the cat proudly. She leans forward, sniffing at the slice in his hands, and you watch as he breaks off a small piece, holding it out for her,

"Eddie, no," You say, sighing as she eagerly eats it, "We're not supposed to feed her human food or she'll steal it from our plates," You tell him,

"Boring," He says, patting Clara's head and eating the toast, "Come live with me, oh fair and great King Clara- I'll feed you sardines and buttered toast all day," You laugh at his proposal,

"Damn, that sounds... Extravagant," You stand, grinning at him, "And with a crown all to herself? Why can't I have one?"

"You're not a cat," He stands too, catching you rolling your eyes,

"C'mon, Eds," You smiled, "Let's go back inside before you get sunburned," You smiled, "You're so pale," You prodded the skin of his shoulder, smiling at the white ring your finger left behind in his skin and how rapidly it faded to the gentle red. He hisses,

"Ahh, a little late for that, sweetheart," He smiled, though nod towards your house and fall into step beside you as you walked back,

"Eddie-" You sighe, shaking your head,

"How can I resist the lovely weather outside?" He said sarcastically, gesturing to the cloudy sky, "Besides, aren't you gonna take care of me?" You roll your eyes as you walk inside,

"That's not my job," You tease,

"Bet you'd want it to be your job," He mumbles playfully, leaning his face close to yours. With a laugh and another eye roll, you set your hand on his face to gently push him away,

"Nah. I wouldn't want to be paid for something I already do from the kindness in my heart," You said playfully, winking at him,

"Romantic," He comments, "Do you have any cardboard on hand?" You furrow your brows at his request, "For the crown?"

"You were serious?"

"Yeah, and I also need some paints," He tells you, a grin on his lips. With a hum, you glance into the living room and go to your storage closet, digging through all the stuff thrown in there. Boxes of Christmas decorations; old toys no one wanted anymore. You make a face at a teddy bear you couldn't fall asleep without when you were a child, reaching out to poke its button nose and glancing up at the one button eye. Damn. Memories. Glancing through the dim room, your eyes set on the box with 'art stuff' roughly scrawled on it, with a flat piece of cardboard next to it. You grab it, pull it out and throw it outside on the floor for Eddie to take, 

"I think there should be some paint here" You call to him, grabbing the box and taking it outside to see through it more clearly. You smile at the unopened box of paints, handing it up to him,

"Thanks!" He grins, taking them from you and opening them,

"They're unopened too," You tell him, "Oh, you can paint that in the living room if you want," You offer, "We can watch TV,"

"Sure," He says, "Damn, we really counted on 'The Thing' to entertain us for a whole week," He huffs,

"Yeah," You frown, glancing towards the living room, "I don't really feel like leaving the house today though," You frown at him, seeing him nod,

"Me either- do you have any paper plates?" He asks, "If you put paint on them you can just throw it away instead of cleaning them," He smiles as you go looking,

"Sure," You mutter as you search for a plate for him, lost in thought, "Hmm... Oh, you know what-" You quickly add, sliding the plate over the table and quickly running up the stairs. Though your oldest brother specifically hated you going into his room, he wasn't here to scream and yell at you for touching his stuff now. It almost surprised you the door wasn't barred shut from your curious snooping when you got to his room. You quickly made your way to his VHS collection, flipping through the movies.

The asshole had bought 'Alien' for himself behind your back. You could still clearly recall how he told you it was the scariest thing he'd seen when you left the theatre that evening. 'Ghostbusters' and 'Neverending Story' were also there- along with a few more horror films you didn't recognise and a couple of Disney films you had enjoyed from your childhood.  You grabbed a few of the tapes before heading downstairs,

"Woah- where'd you find those?" Eddie asks. He moved to the living room like you had offered, sitting on the floor at the coffee table, legs stretched out under it. The box of 'art stuff' was open next to him, the things inside having clearly been rifled through. There's some paintbrushes placed bristles down in a cup of water, and there's already some paint on the paper plate you got him. Currently, he's cutting a rectangle out of the card, making sure the edges are even. Clara is laying in his lap as he smokes another cigarette, an ashtray sitting beside him on the table, along with various materials strewn around the coffee table,

"My brother- I knew he had a few tapes but I didn't know he had such..." You sit on the couch and push a few things away, setting the tapes down one by one on the table, "A collection," You say,

"He's seen 'The Shining'?" He asks amused, taking the tape and looking over it,

"Apparently," You shrug,

"This is the same brother who started crying when the xenomorph came out of Kane's chest?" He asks amused as you start laughing at the memory,

"Yeah- I laughed at him the whole way home," You grin as you wave the 'Alien' VHS around and set it down. It's in far better condition than the one you rented. His eyes widen,

"He has it!?" Eddie grabs that tape eagerly, looking it over,

"I guess. He's either really into Sigourney Weaver, or he's not a pussy anymore," You smirk, glancing over the other tapes. Eddie snorts,

"He's just really into Sigourney Weaver, babe," He teases, grinning as he hands you back the tape. You roll your eyes and shove his shoulder, "'Chopping Mall'?" He says, furrowing his brows at the tape,

"Yeah, I haven't heard of it before. Something about... Robots? Killing people in a mall?" You shrug. He hisses,

"Maybe your brother just likes watching robots kill people..." He takes a drag of his cigarette, a thoughtful look crossing his face, "Does he, by any chance..." He smirks as you give him a sceptical look, "Like the 'Terminator'?" You pause to think,

"Yes... He does..." You hum, "He's got a big poster of the... Yeah," You nod in realisation,

"Maybe he's a nihilist," Eddie says, looking proud of himself,

"Yeah. Or an anarchist," You shrug,

"Mmmh- he would dress like an anarchist if he was one," He says, putting the cigarette back between his teeth and reaching for a paintbrush. He begins painting on the small rectangle of cardboard in plain white, "Nihilist,"

"Anarchy's more about watching the world burn right?" You say, "Nihilism is the whole 'life is meaningless' bullshit," He glances up at you, "If we're talking robots killing humans, that's anarchy,"

"Anarchy is standing up to 'the man'," Eddie corrects, "Chaos, if you will. Disorder," he adds, glancing back at the cardboard he's painting, "Wanting to watch robots kill humans..." He pauses,

"I don't think there's a term for that," You hum,

"No- why would there be?" He smiles, "Unless..." Eddie turns to you, eyes wide,

"Unless what?"

"Unless your brother is a robot," You laugh, "It makes sence- why else would he like all those robot-killing-humans movies?"

"Maybe he just likes that?" You laugh still,

"Or-" Eddie gives you a look, "-He's a killer robot in disguise," He adds,

"You can ask him if you really wanna know," You say, picking up 'The Shining' tape. You bite the inside of your cheek, thinking back to your thoughts earlier that morning and thinking, "After all, he's coming home in like... Three days," You say, dejected. Eddie glances up at you, picking up on your tone shift,

"What's up?" He asks, putting the paintbrush back in the water pot and picking his cigarette up from where he'd let it rest in the ashtray while he painted,

"It's... We only have three days left together," You frown softly, setting the rest of the tapes on the ground and moving to lie down on your back, "Then my family gets back and we won't be together anymore," You finally realise,

"Already missing me?" He smiles, trying to lift the mood,

"You know what I mean, Eds," You sigh as you glance over at him. Because your head's tilted to an angle, he tilts his too, making you smile and roll your eyes,

"We'll still be together," Eddie reminds you, "Just because we won't be together physically all the time. You can always come over to the trailer for a sleepover," He adds, "Wayne works the nights at the plant,"

"I guess," You sigh, "But that's not the same..." You fall quiet. Maybe you said too much. The last thing you would want is to scare him away by being too open. After all, you only just said 'I love you' to one another,

"Why?" He asks, watching you. You don't want to reply, don't want to admit your true feelings. He calls your name, prompting you to look at him again, "What's going on? You're being really quiet," He points out, 

"You never complain that I'm too quiet," You huff, watching him smile,

"And I never will. Be as loud as you want, sweetheart," He smiles. Watching your face fall and look back at the ceiling makes him hum. Eddie carefully moves Clara off his lap, patting her head in apology and stubbing out the cigarette, before shuffling over to you. He leans against the arm of the couch, looking down at you, "What's on your mind?" He asks, 

"It's scary," You say in a quiet voice, moving your hand over your eyes so you won't have to look at him, 

"Scary how? Oh God, you're not planning on killing me are you?" He laughs at his own joke. You oblige him with a slight smile, "Are you the human killing robot?" He adds. You do appreciate his attempts at making you feel better but your mind is focused elsewhere, "Hey, c'mon laugh that was funny," He taps your hand, making you laugh softly, 

"Sorry, sorry," You say, moving your hand above your head and sighing. You can feel his fingers gently touching the center of your palm. You meet his eyes again, the warm brown calming your worries for a moment. Maybe he'll think it's weird, but he'll listen. You know he will, "You... Ever think about the future?" You ask softly, 

"Sure," He shrugs, "Though mine doesn't include robots killing humans, I still think about it," He smiles, "Why?"

"I... After High school. What do you think you'll be doing?" He goes quiet for a moment, thinking, 

"Maybe... I'll get a job?" He says, "Wayne taught me how to fix the van, considering we were a little tight on cash last summer and couldn't take it down to get it fixed at the car shop. And my dear old dad taught me a thing or two about cars," He says with resentment, "I think I could pick a few things up there," He shrugs, "Play at the Hideout on the side," He looks at you, "Make enough money to get you and me out of here," The statement catches you off guard,

"You... And me?" You ask, sitting up slightly and turning to look at him with a quizzical look, 

"Me and you, babe," He smiles watching you. He brings a knee up and leans his arm on it with a small sigh, the puppetmaster tattoo on the inside of his arm becomes visible to you, "But yeah," He shrugs, "If you wanna come with me, we'll leave together,"

"Leave where?" You can't help the smile now spreading across your lips, 

"Anywhere you want," He smiles, "As long as you promice we can bring Clara," At that you laugh, 

"Oh, right I forgot you were only here for my cat," You say, smiling as she climbs into Eddie's lap again, 

"Yeah," He grins, scratching behind her ears, "We can't leave her behind," He says, glancing up at you with a pout, 

"Right," You say, "Even though she's my family cat?"

"They won't mind," He waves a hand at you as you laugh, "But yeah. Is that what you've been worried about?" He looks back at you, 

"Well yeah," You shrug, "And I just thought... We haven't been together that long-"

"Seven months isn't long for you?" He asks surprised, 

"It is! I mean- I feel like I've known and been with you for so long it feels like forever- if that even makes sense," You smile, "Just... I don't know- I think I was worried over nothing again," He chuckles softly, 

"That's kinda sweet," He glances from Clara back up to you, smirking when you make a face, "At least I know you like me for real now," He says, 

"You had doubts?" You ask playfully,

"Not doubts," Eddie assures you quickly, "It's more like... Reassurance of something I already knew," He said, watching you for a moment. 

Finding someone like him was truly remarkable, and you'd be forever thankful Mr Richards had seated you near the metalhead, and that you had offered him help with his History assignment. You'd been happier than ever before for those delightful seven months, and his casual assurance he wanted you around for more than that made your heart soar. Before you could cry over him again, you sit up, 

"Where're you going?" Eddie asks, amused as you quickly hop over the back of the couch and head for the stairs, 

"I'll come back!" You yell, running up the stairs, 

"Can you bring me a shirt!?" He yells after you. You're back in less than a minute, throwing the shirt over to him so it lands on the couch. He moved back to where he was sitting at the coffee table, going over the white again, "Thanks!" He says, setting the paintbrush down so he can put the shirt on, "Why did-" His eyes flick over the item in your hands as you sit back on the couch with a grin.

"You never showed me that magic trick of yours," You grin at him, extending the pack of cards in one hand toward him. His mouth opens, before he grins and takes the cards from you,

"What magic trick?" He grins as he begins to shuffle through them,

"Where you lying?" You accuse,

"No, no! I was being serious! I just didn't think you'd actually wanna see it," He says, glancing from you to the cards,

"Of course I'd want to see," You smile, "Are you gonna find an 'Ace of Spades' for me?" You smile knowingly, hearing the Motörhead song start playing on the radio. Eddie laughs to himself, before he stops shuffling and lifts his head up to listen to the song. You laugh loudly as he gasps, 

"Did you-" He grins, 

"I did!" You laugh, 

"Nice," He chuckles, "You wanna see the magic or not?" He says, 

"I do, I do," You smile, watching as he pats the floor in front of the couch, silently asking you to join him. You watch him fan out the cards for you, "Pick any?" You ask as you reach for the cards, 

"Not that one!" He grins as you pull your hand away, "I'm kidding, pick any, yeah," Hum softly, taking a card from the fan, 

"Do I tell you?" 

"You can tell me,"

"It's the nine of hearts," You say, flipping it around to show him as he moves the card back to their pile, 

"That's a good card," Eddie smiles, "Put it at the top here," He says, tapping the cards, "Okay, watch," He tells you, halving the deck of cards and shuffling it, "Okay, it's shuffled right? But you're gonna find your own card," He stopping shuffling and holding the deck out, "I'm gonna go through it, you say stop," He says, ruffling the cards, 

"Stop," You say, watching his hands intently. He opens the cards, and flips the one you stopped at, "Holy shit, what the fuck?" You grin at the nine of hearts, "How d-"

"Magicians don't reveal their secrets!" He quickly says, smiling as he shuffles the deck again, 

"But we're dating! You can tell me," You grin, 

"Nope, it doesn't work like that," You pout, "It's all sleight of hand, that's as much as I'll say," 

"Sleight of hand," You mutter sarcastically, 

"Yeah, it means I'm good with my hands," He sets the deck back down with a cocky smile. You roll your eyes, "I'm not hearing any complaints," You laugh as he pats your knee and turns back to painting, "So are we watching 'The Shining' or 'Neverending Story'?" He asks, 

"I'd rather see the spooky murder hotel and not Artax dying," You say, grabbing the tape with Jack Torrance's unhinged face and standing, 

"It's 'REDRUM', babe," He grins as he grabs the yellow paint, covering the layers of built-up white,

"Right, how could I forget," You smile as you set the tape into your player and move to grab some beers from the kitchen, 

"Have you read the book?" He calls out to you, 

"Have you?" You ask back, 

"Yeah," He smiles, "Steven King knows a few things about horror," He smiles, 

"Just a few?" You tease as you join him again, setting the beer down for him and moving to sit on the couch, 

"Just a few," He winks at you as you click play on the remote.

[thebadgerclan]

SFW Alphabet: Hermione Granger

Requested by Anonymous

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Hermione shows her affection in little ways.  Brushing her hand against yours at meals, offering her notes when you forget yours, lending you books she thinks you’d like.  But also in bigger ways, kissing your cheek, keeping an arm around your shoulders, surprising you with flowers

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

You bond over a shared love of a muggle book, and the friendship grows from there.  She’s not just the brainy girl to help with homework, she’s funny, she’s kind, she’s dependable, and she’s loyal

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Cuddling is Hermione’s favorite way to show affection. In the common room, she loves to lean into your side, her head resting on your chest.  In bed, Hermione likes to spoon, and she doesn’t have a real preference for big vs little spoon, she’ll do whichever you want

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Hermione grew up with the idea of having a home with the person she loves, so yes, she wants to settle down.  She was raised in a muggle house, so she knows how to cook and clean without magic, and she actually prefers to do it that way

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?) She wouldn’t be able to fight back tears as she ended things.  It would tear her apart, and she’d consider not doing it, even if she was unhappy, because even in the unlikely even she fell out of love with you, she still doesn’t want to hurt you

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Hermione wants to be your wife more than anything else in the world. After the war, about 3-4 years into your relationship, she proposes to you.  It’s a simple ring, a gold band with your birthstone and hers (a sapphire [which is actually my birthstone too lol]).

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Hermoine is like a kitten.  She’s snuggly and sweet, but if you piss her off, out come the claws.  That doesn’t really apply to you, but to people who offend you or her.   She can get angry at you, though, but she tries not to shout at you.  If she does, she’s always very upset about it and apologizes profusely

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Her hugs are like a warm cup of tea, able to energize, relax, comfort you, and everything in between.  Hermione loves hugs, she gives you a long, tight hug before she leaves for work and as soon as she comes home.  When something upsets her, your arms are the only thing she wants.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

About 8 months into your relationship, and it slips out accidentally.  “What did you say?” you ask, a smile on your face.  “I…” she hesitates.  “I love you.”

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Hermoine is a very level headed person, she doesn't get jealous very easily.  But when she does, she sulks, burying herself in a book until you ask what’s wrong

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Short pecks and lingering kisses, the best of both worlds.  Hermione kisses you basically anywhere you’ll let her, hand, wrist, arm, chest, neck, jaw, lips, cheek.  She likes to be kissed on the forehead, and there’s this spot just above her collarbone that makes her knees weak

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Incredible.  Hermione LOVES kids, and she really wants to have them with you.  Biological or adopted, she doesn’t care.  If you don’t want kids, she can live with that, but she will be a little sad about it.  

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

She’s an early riser, so she’s almost always up before you are.  But she’ll make you breakfast or at least leave a cup of coffee/tea/juice on your nightstand for you

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Reading in bed, your head on her chest, her arms around you.  You’re either reading the same book together, discussing it as you go, or reading different books in comfortable silence

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Hermione is very open, she doesn’t hold things back from you.  It’s not an all at once affair, she reveals things as the come up or when the time is right, but she doesn’t hold back

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

She’s friends with Harry and Ron, I think it’s safe to say she’s pretty patient.  It takes a lot to anger Hermione, and even then, she says level headed

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Every single thing, she remembers.  I’m almost convinced she has a photographic memory

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

The annotated copy of a muggle romance novel you gifted her.  In the margins were love notes to her and things like “This quote always makes me think of you.”

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

During the war, especially near the end, there’s little Hermione can do to protect you, but she does everything she can.  After the war, she’s fairly protective, wanting you to be extremely careful anywhere you go.  But as time goes on, she relaxes, realizing that you’re safe and out of danger

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Hermione loves to take you out on fancy dinner dates, buy you jewelry and clothes, things like that.  When there’s something to be celebrated, she spares no expense

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

She can get in her head about things, working herself into an anxiety/panic attack.  But if you help her ground herself, she calms down quickly enough

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Not really.  Hermione thinks she’s pretty enough, and you clearly find her attractive, so beyond taming her hair and basic makeup, she doesn’t do much more.  But she will doll herself up every once in a while, both to impress you and for herself

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Yes, you’re half of Hermione’s heart, she can’t live without you

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

She has a locket with a magical photo of you: you’re looking at the camera and blowing a kiss at her, and she wears it everywhere

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

Hermione needs someone who’s empathetic, both to her and others.  If her partner can’t sympathize, then it’s almost certainly a dealbreaker

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

She keeps her childhood stuffed animal, an otter, in her nightstand drawer.  If she has a bad dream, she’ll pull him out and snuggle him (and you of course)