#i giggled sm when doodling this

[empiireans]

wholesome dad and his ankle biting daughter

[brainrot-stitch]

Doodles from a dw rp I was just in!!! Honestly the best one I've had so far lol

Out of character that vs in character chat😭

Omg crazyy...

😭😭😭random

[angelofsmalldeaath]

I don’t know if your taking requests but I would love to read something about taking a bath with Andrew 🥰 anyway, I love you’re writing!!

this is genuinely the freakiest coincidence because i wrote half of this last night, wayyy before getting this request!! anon we share the same braincell

also thank you sm for reading!! i appreciate you very much 🤎🤎

cw: nudity (non-sexual), sappy and sickly sweet but at this point if you're coming here expecting anything else...idk what to tell you

“ah, you’re a sight for sore eyes,” he shuts the bathroom door behind him, shuts his eyes too and sighs for a long moment. 

i flick some of my bath bubbles at him and squawk in mock outrage. “i’m naked in here, you know?”

still leaning against the door, he half-opens his eyes and smirks, “that supposed to deter me, darling?”

i take him in properly then—hair slipping out of his bun, messy, unruly, like he’s ran his hands through it quite a lot today. the sleeves of his sweaters are pushed up to his elbows. ink stains his fingers, calluses litter the palm of his hands. 

“there’s no way the two of us are fitting in this together,” i laugh, “we’d spill water everywhere!”

“i’ll clean it,” he protests without missing a beat. “let me in? please?”

softness creeps into his features, the kind that melts my heart until it’s nothing but a beating mess at his feet. “get in,” i smile, “i’ve got a eucalyptus bubble bath going.”

sluggishly he begins to get out of his clothes—socks at first, tossed in one corner of the bathroom, then the sweater joins the pile. i stare at him, a bit mesmerised, at his stomach and chest and arms. all that skin on display, skin that i have touched and caressed and kissed a million times. and yet i feel breathless. 

a moment later, he kneels by the tub, still in his jeans, and flicks a thumb at the corner of my lips. “got a bit of drool there, baby.”

i flush, and he steals a kiss, smug and satisfied. 

“don’t be evil,” i pout, “i’ll uninvite you!”

“mm-hmm, and are you capable of that?”

i roll my eyes, trying to hide the smile creeping onto my face once again. it takes him a few more seconds to pull down his jeans, his boxers, and then i slide forward and make room for him. 

the regret is instant. “oh my god,” i scrunch my eyes shut as water floods the bathroom, drenching the edges of his discarded clothes. all he does is laugh—impish and full of mischief. “god you’re lucky i love you!”

“i am,” he kisses the nape of my neck once he settles behind me, “i really am.”

his skin is warm when i settle against him. he smells like he always does—his cologne, day old now, the fabric softener he’s used since long before i knew him, and something that is entirely and inexplicably him. i breathe in deep until it fills my lungs, until the smell of eucalyptus almost disappears from the room. 

“how was your day?” 

“honestly?” he sighs, and starts a vague soapy doodle on my thigh. “it was a lot. not quite so physically, just…emotionally. i couldn’t wait to get back home to you.”

“yeah? that bad?”

“just hard…not bad. never bad.”

i nod, and trace a vein on his arm, leaving a soapy trail behind. silence settles over us for a few moments, occasionally broken by his small sighs. it’s nice, this—being able to feel his heartbeat against my body. absently, he hums a tune, something i haven’t heard before. 

“that’s new,” i lean my head against his chest, relish the vibrations of his humming travelling through my body. “is it?”

“it is. nothing concrete, just something i’ve been toying around with.”

“‘s nice, sweet.”

“you think so?” he asks and i nod. after another moment of silence, he chuckles lightly, then tightens his hold on me. “maybe i’ll use it for a song about you. that’s a nice idea, isn’t it?”

“i didn’t know there were songs about me,” i giggle, and kiss the back of his hand, once and then once again for good measure. 

“there are always songs about you,” he nuzzles his face into the crook of my neck, kissing the spot where my pulse is quite obvious. “in my head or my notebooks or on any scraps of paper i can get my hands on. always you.”

like he so often does, he leaves me speechless—stuck between blushing and welling up—until he flicks bubbles on me and the moment dissolves away. 

“we should just get takeaway,” he declares innocently, like he hasn’t left me with a lump in my throat. “i just want to be lazy with you.”

i clear my throat, shake my head. “takeaway it is. i can order while you clean the bathroom, right?” i bite my lip and keep the laugh in. 

he groans, huffs on my shoulder. “god, you’re lucky i love you!”

“i am,” i kiss his knuckles softly, knowing i mean every single word of it. “i really am.”

[unity-obj]

I was able to finish this uh doodle :3.. I'm so tried y'all it's 8 am rn.. anyways!1!1!1

Hope to remind you that:

This is fanart, not stealing >:(

I do love appreciating these people's OC's!

I DO NOT do full bodies in this series!

Please tell me if you want your oc taken down in the series :3

Now time to uh.. show my second piece... I'm legit laughing and giggling while making this.. NO JOKE

@w1ndigo0 is my second victim for my series of drawing people's oc.

WHEN I SAW THEIR YUUSONA, I GASPED. I SCREAMED. I SQUEALED. I DIED PEACEFULLY. LIKE HELLOOO?? YUUO IS INSPIRED BY POOH AND I LOVE POOH SM, YOU CANT COMPAREEEE!1!1!1

Yuuo and Paine are literally inspired by the same character WTF!1!1!1 EJAJEJA I LOVE IT WHEN PEOPLE HAVE THE SAME CHARACTER INSPIRATION AS MEEEE AAAAA

I did change Paine's design to whoever's wondering. I have him glasses because Pooh literally squints y'all.. he SQUINTS..

Also Paine is more of the red in Pooh rather than the yellow ><

ALSO THE FACT THAT THEY BOTH HAVE RED JACKETS??? LIKE HELLOOO?? WHAAATTT??

I love these girls so much /nsrs

i love them sm, I can die peacefully. Did I tell you how much I love them both? No, well actually-

OMGMGMGOF AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I love this SO MUCH IM CRIYNG

[anjelagarrick]

ink

john price x reader

summary: your husband notices something new.

tags: established relationship, very domestic, fluff!!!, talks about having children, i love him sm 😭

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JOHN’S CHEST RISES and falls with each deep breath. You’re on your phone, back pressed to his chest, other hand resting upon his forearm, gently rubbing circles with your thumb. John loved his work, but he loved you more; he always craved being beside you, having you in his arms. The bedroom is quiet, other than a fan running to keep you both cool in the summer heat. “John, look.” You smile, offering him your phone. Just as he’s about to take it, a line on your wrist catches his attention. Slowly, he takes the phone, trying to peer at what was on your skin, yet you moved your hand away as he took it. It was a simple post of a saint bernard puppy, his favourite breed of dog. It makes him smile. “His name is Cash. Isn’t he adorable?” You giggle, rolling over in your husband’s arms to huddle closer to his chest. “Yeah, very.” He hums, handing you your phone back. You’re smiling as you continue scrolling.

Eventually, curiosity gets the better of John, and he gently grasps your wrist, pulling ever so slightly. You glance at him, watching his eyes trace over the tattoo upon your wrist. It was only small, barely noticeable. “When’d you get this?” He asks softly, smiling a little. “A few weeks ago. Do you like it?” You respond, a ghost of a laugh on your voice. It was a small, fluffy bear with a bucket hat on. John’s eyes are bright with amusement. “I love it.” He chuckles, it rumbles in his chest as he lifts your wrist; pressing a kiss over the mark. “Ive been talking about one for a while, and I figured i’d get something of you. To remind me you’re still here even when you’re away.” You explain, letting him run his thumb over your inked skin. “Maybe I should get something of you.” He muses, looking at you.

“I thought you didn’t want tattoos.” You tease, kissing his lips gently as John lowers your wrist once more. “I’d do anything for you.” He mutters, smile creasing his eyes. “Sap.” You chuckle, gently hitting his chest. “What would you get?” You add on, resting your head upon your lover’s shoulder. “A swan, maybe on her phone.” He half-jokes. “A swan?” You giggle, looking at him. “Mhm. They’re beautiful birds, very elegant, very precious too. You’re definitely my swan.” He smiles, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Aw, John.” You croon, cupping his cheek to press a sweet kiss to his lips. “Perhaps you should make a design for me.” John suggests, holding you closer. “Yeah? Maybe I could…” You reply, letting your head rest once more. “Mhm. I’ve seen your little doodles. It would feel more… special, intimate.” He adds on, fingers brushing over yours before tangling between them, he brings your hand up to a soft kiss; focusing upon your ring finger where your wedding band sits.

“I’ll see what I can do.” You respond, smiling brightly. “Good, good. I can’t wait to see what you come up with.” John chuckles, already picturing what little creations you could come up with. “Let’s just hope your boys don’t tease you.” You joke, scrolling through your social media’s once more. “They wouldn’t.” John rolls his eyes playfully. “Mmm… they would.” You smile, kissing his collarbone. John let’s out a soft chuckle. “They’ve been asking about you.” He notes. “Yeah?” You chuckle, looking up at him. “Mhm. It’s all ‘how’s our mama bear?’ and ‘when can we see her again?’ It’s mainly Johnny, you know how he is.” He laughs gently, you smile. “They’re probably the closest we’ll have to kids.” You joke, knowing how fond they were of you. “I think kids would be less difficult.” John grins. “Yeah,” you laugh. “Kids don’t have access to C4.” John lets out a joking groan. “Don’t remind me.” You laugh again, gazing at your husband as the room settles once more. “What..?” He muses, smiling gently at you. “Nothing.” You smile wider, kissing him.

“Nah, somethings up. What?” He muses, hand rubbing your back. “Just… would you want kids? A family?” You ask, pressing your head into his neck. “Of course. We’d have adorable kids.” He chuckles, “They’d look like you, i’m sure.” He adds on. “Yeah?” You smile, squeezing his torso a little tighter. “Yeah. I wouldn’t mind having a few kids with you, doll.” John insists, muscular arms moving around you securely. You giggle softly, snuggling closer. “I love you.” You tell him, chest elated with joy. “I love you more, darling. Get some rest, eh? It’s getting late.” John whispers, kissing the top of your head. “Alright. Good night, John.” You respond, curling closer. “Night, lovely.”

[taelophone]

Kitchen Fire

Joost Klein x Reader! TWs: RPF, tooth rotting fluff like omgggg W/C: 2207 A/N: I loved writing this sm thank you to the requester ily <33

Every full 365 days, the spotlight shines on one individual for their special day. Granted, many individuals around the world at once, but still. And today was all about you!

Joost was all about making sure you felt special and loved every single day, but he pushed sooooo much harder on your birthday. And today he decided he wanted to do something special for you!

“Good morning pineapple….” He started, giggling like a child as he shook you gently up out your sleep.

“…Looking very good very niiiice…” you chuckled back, barely even halfway awake. “Good morning, my dear..!” You smiled, rubbing the leftover sleep from your eyes as you went to sit up.

“How did you get in?” You smiled, knowing damn well you locked your door.

“Don’t worry about that, schatje, it’s your birthday!” He beamed, giving you no time to process before he sweeped you up, carrying and spinning you bridal style around your room.

“HAPPY BIRTHHHDAY TO YOU!” He sang, eagerly tossing you around as you giggled at his surprising amount of energy at 7 in the morning.

“Thank you, thank you!” You giggled, letting him pepper your face with tiny kisses.

“Go get ready, I booked a little spa day for you in like…an hour.” He smiled, placing you gently on your feet.

“Oh, okay then! Let me go get dressed.” You nodded, darting off to the bathroom to get ready for the day.

You knew that Joost probably went through a lot of labor to book your schedule up, considering he hates phone calls. But he still did it for you!

But what you didn’t know, was that the moment you were out the door, Joost was gonna completely takeover and decorate your house. He had big plans.

He laid down on the couch, his stomach pressed flat against the cushions as his long legs kicked up in the air while he waited for you to leave.

“You sure you don’t wanna go? I can pay-“

“Stop right there,” he murmured, raising a palm. “You’re not paying for anything. Much less a spa day for me.” He smiled.

“I have a lot of things to do at my computer, so I’ll be here when you get back and we can order some food.” He lied, watching you closely as you hobbled over to him and pecked his cheek.

“Okay…” you sighed, smiling at him lovingly. “I love you!! Bye!” You squeaked, closing the door behind you with an eager squeal.

He snickered at your joy, equally just as happy that you were happy. He waited about 10 minutes to make sure you were really gone before he got to work. 

He didn’t go too heavy on the decorations, as he didn’t want the cleanup to be horror for you two later. He hung up cute pink and white heart streamers, pink ribbons, and a massive paper sign that read ‘Happy Birthday’ with a collage of Joost’s many doodles.

He smiled, proud of his work before scurrying off to the kitchen, phone in hand. He scrolled through Pinterest, leaning back against the counter as he bit his bottom lip.

Joost had never been a cook, much less a baker, but he really really wanted to try for you.

Cakes with bows, Victoria cakes, sponge cakes, upside down cakes, fuck it, cake cake. He grew a little pale, the vast amount of cakes suddenly clueing him in on how little of a cakewalk making a cake would be.

He swallowed his anxiety before settling on a nice, simple raspberry jam Victoria cake. It looked easy, so he went straight for it.

He tossed the ingredients for cake in one big bowl, mixing them all together at once. The counter was riddled with flour, eggshells, and powdered sugar. It seemed as though no matter how much Joost mixed the batter, it never seemed to come to.

It was clumpy, but somehow still thick and…almost gelatinous. When he brushed against the counter, he could see the strange mixture jiggle and jitter. He cringed, staring down into the bowl as he fought back giggles.

He sighed, pulling out the circular baking pan and lined it with waxy parchment paper. He stared at the oven with genuine confusion, examining the little settings and knobs carefully before turning it up to the max, and tossing it on the top rack.

He wasn’t sure how long to keep the cake in, so he set a timer for an hour just to be safe. 

While he waited for the cake to finish, he cleaned the kitchen and did the dishes before plucking the raspberry preserves from your pantry.

He sat down next to the oven, welcoming its warmth as he occupied himself with his phone while he waited for you to come home.

Somewhere along the wait, the gentle warmth from the oven lulled his senses to comfort, threatening his eyes with a long nap.

And before he knew it, he was asleep.

You on the other hand, had been enjoying your entire day to the fullest. After your much needed spa day, you did some shopping at a cozy and pink stationary store you had been eyeing for a while. You even got a free pack of pens and a small plush keychain in honor of your special day!

You went store to store, milking absolutely every birthday deal to its death until around 6:30.

You made your way back home with over 200 notifications and achey arms from all your bags as you eagerly pranced through the front door.

“Jooost! I’m- oooh!” You rang, immediately admiring the decorations that hung from the walls. The afternoon sun beamed rose gold rays of sunshine through the windows, casting a gorgeous light over the shiny ribbons and bows as you walked through the house.

You tried to take in the scenery around you, but you could hear shuffling in the kitchen and smell smoke.

“Joost? You okay?” You cooed, setting your bags down on the floor and making your to the kitchen.

He stood by the counter, his hat bunched up in his hand as he stared at the brick literal molten charcoal on the counter. 

He turned around, holding the pan with two layers of oven mitts. “I tried to make you a cake, but…I can’t cook.” He smiled sheepishly, a light pink dusting the apples of his cheeks.

You giggled, watching as what was revealed to be a cake struggle to not explode in his hands. “It’s alright, love, thank you. We can make a cake together.”  You giggled, taking off your bracelets and the pretty little silver ring Joost had gotten for you awhile ago.

“Alright, what did you wanna make baby?” You asked, setting out the ingredients again, along with two bowls.

He rested his chin on your shoulder, watching as you set up the materials. “Victoria cake…” he hummed, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“Ohhh, ok, ok.” You nodded, adding the softened butter and sugar to one bowl. “Ok, so you cream the butter and sugar first. You can’t just mix everything together at once. It’d work if it was a box cake though!” You explained, adding a pinch of salt to the now off-white and fluffy butter.

“Then you mix in the eggs after you beat them.” You nodded, cracking 3 eggs in the other bowl and mixing them together until they were well incorporated. You poured the eggs in with the butter little by little, mixing it together with a spatula.

“Do you want me to get you a whisk?” Joost asked, staring at the bowl in wonder. The dough wasn’t even finished, and it looked so much better than his did.

You shook your head, humming a small “nah.” You finished adding the rest of the eggs, fully stirring them into the fluffed butter. “When you use a whisk, it makes the butter and eggs separate. And that’s not what we want.”

Joost nodded, staring over your shoulder with childlike wonder and curiosity. “I didn’t know you could bake..?” He murmured, watching as you sifted the flour and baking powder into the bowl.

“Eh, I used to watch my mom in the kitchen.” You shrugged, giggling at the fond memory. “I would stare at her for a little while…I probably looked a lil crazy.”

“But it taught me a lot, so.” You shrugged, folding in the dry ingredients and smiling. “All done! Can you put this into two of the little circle baking sheets for me, please?” You beamed, handing him the bowl of light and fluffy dough.

“Yes, thank you.” He smiled, eagerly plopping half the dough into a baking pan before retrieving its twin from the cupboard and repeating the same process.

“It’s so fluffy…” he murmured, spreading out the dough evenly with the spatula. “Can I eat this?” He asked, waving the spatula around.

You stared at him with a raised brow, fighting the smirk that threatened to mark your face. “Sure, Joost. Why not.” You giggled.

While he ate the remnants of the cake batter, you sat the cakes in the hot oven and set a timer for 30 minutes. “I feel a little lazy, so I’m gonna do a really quick whipped cream for the cake.” You shrugged, unearthing the heavy cream from the back of the fridge.

“Babe can you hand me the hand mixer?” You asked, not knowing Joost had been standing half a centimeter behind you the whole time.

“Of course.” He murmured as the spatula hanging halfway out his mouth. He whisked around the kitchen momentarily before returning to your side, the little black mixer in his hand.

“Thank you!” You cooed, propping the mixer up securely on top of a random can of coconut cream. You gently placed the bowl under the whisk, poured the heavy cream and sugar into the bowl before turning the mixer on.

“Did you just DIY a stand mixer…?” Joost asked, genuine curiosity laced in his tone as he watched the heavy cream whip itself.

“I told you, I’m lazy.” You giggled. “It’s my birthday, I’m allowed to do this.” You nodded, walking out the kitchen and plopping down on the couch.

He hummed, staring at the makeshift stand mixer for a moment before joining you in the living room.

A few beats of silence passed by as you sat together, scrolling on your phones and enjoying each other’s presence before you spoke up.

“Wanna get changed with m-“

“Yes.”

You giggled, making your way back into your room to change into some comfy clothes as Joost followed behind you just as eagerly.

You emerged a while later, fresh faced and giddy after having done your night-time routine. You adjusted the pink strap on your hello kitty pajama pants, glancing at Joost’s matching pair as he felt the fluffy fabric underneath the palms of his hands.

“The cakes should be ready now!” You smiled, slinking into the kitchen and bending at the waist to stare into the glass door of the oven.

“…Yep. Think so!” You cheered quietly, slowly opening the oven and basking in its gusty breath of heat.

The smell of warm vanilla and confectionery goodness wafted through the air, filling your house with cozy comfort.

Joost stood closely behind you, watching as you took the cakes out of the oven and sat them onto some parchment paper.

“Alright, just put the raspberry jam on this first layer and like…spread it around.” You nodded, stopping the mixer to see perfectly stiff and fluffy whipped cream.

Joost nodded, slapping the sweet, sugary goodness down onto the first cake and doing his absolute best to spread it around evenly.

Once he was finished, he giggled eagerly before shaking your shoulder and pointing to the cake.

“It was harder than I thought, it was very sticky.” He murmured, watching you as closely as humanly possible while you gently added the whipped cream on top of the raspberry preserves.

“Baking is so deceiving!” You giggled, placing the top layer on the cake once the bottom layer was all done.

“Alright, I’ll let you place the berries and stuff on top for me.” You nodded, handing him the little carton of raspberries and blueberries.

And he took that job so seriously.

You watched him delicately place each and every berry in one specific place, rotating each fruit until it looked amazing. He was so engrossed in decorating the top that you weren’t even sure you could hear him breathe through the deafening silence. 

When he was done, he pushed the cake over to you and smiled.

“Ta-daaa!” He whispered, chuckling under his breath as he leaned his hip against the counter. “I made it for you!”

“Sure you did, Joost. All you.” You chuckled, rolling your eyes.

“Now you have to make a wish.” He murmured, taking out an I heart Joost Klein lighter from his back pocket, lighting in a safe distance away from your face.

“So conceited. Who has a light of themselves?” You chastised, but giggled nonetheless.

“Because everybody loves Joost.” He nodded, watching as you closed your eyes and blew out the flame of his little lighter.

“Happy birthday. I love you.”

“I love you too!”

[justwonder113]

I love your writing sm 🫠🫠

could you write something fluffy and suggestive for han were you sit on his lap in his studio chair and you can’t stop kissing him and you’re distracting him from his work and he finds it so cute that you’re like this x

Oh my god thank you so much sweetheart! You don't know how much it means to me that you like my writing. I'm really sorry for taking so long to write, even though I absolutely LOVED the idea!!! I had one the meltdowns and uni has been an absolute nightmare so sorry. I really hope this was what you wanted and I hope you will like it. I will try to update stories more and more. Thankfully I will have more time^^

My masterlist

If you have any requests feel free to ask(though it might take me some time)

Warnings: Kind of suggestive, Bold reader, Cute whiney Jisung but he does complete 180 in the end. Jisung calls reader a brat

Word count -1.6k

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You woke up from your sweet slumber by soft clicking of the keyboard. You didn't even realize when you started to dose off. All the work must have caught up to you. The week you had sure was hectic.

You looked at your boyfriend's hunched figure, he was deeply immersed in his work, he hadn't even noticed that you were awake. You felt sad, you barely saw each other. Your schedule was swarmed and he had comeback coming real soon. You tried to text and call but sometimes he was just so swarmed with work he responded hours later. He was really apologetic, he really tired his best. He texted you whenever he could, he sent gifts for you, sometimes flowers, sometimes food, when he knew your schedule was extra hectic. He also left you little notes around the house and, lets just say, randomly finding them was highlight of your day. Sometimes they were sweet messages, sometimes random quotes, sometimes silly little jokes and doodles. You loved every one of them and kept them in a little box in your room. You also tried to be just as supportive, this is why you were here in his studio, you came earlier with food and snacks for him and the boys. Jisung had barely texted you the whole day, so you knew he was extra busy, also you got suspicious that he wouldn't eat anything, he always got so involved with his work he sometimes forgot to even eat.

You were not wrong. Jisung shyly admitted to you that he, in fact, skipped a meal when you asked if he ate anything. Good for him that he was so cute and adorable you never had the ability to stay mad at him. He got so happy when he saw you that he almost knocked you down. He really was so adrable. The boys also thanked you, and you ate together, talking about what you were up to.

You talked for a while but one by one they left to do their own stuff leaving you with Jisung. Honestly, you were glad to be left alone with him, you've missed him too much. You talked with hushed voice, not once he let go of you, he was hugging you like a koala and showered your face with kisses. You couldn't help but giggle at his cute antics. After a while he excused himself and asked you to wait a little bit as he finished his song, promising to quickly wrap it up and go home together. But here you were now, still stuck in the studio.

You scanned around to find your phone to check the time, Jisung must have noticed you had fallen asleep and draped his jacket to keep you warm . He really was cute but you really wanted to scold him. He already worked inhuman hours he really was straining his body!

Your eyes almost popped out of your eyes when you noticed that it was basically midnight. Oh he really was done for now!

You got up, groaning from pain, your muscles were sore from laying on this uncomfortable sofa. After stretching a little you approached him, he was so immersed he didn't even notice you. You couldn't help but scoff when you carefully examined his face. His eyes were so red from looking at this damn screen all day. Apart from bloodshot eyes, he had dark eyebags, he looked a paler and you didn't know if you were exaggerating or not but he also looked a bit thinner. Also there was no way his body wouldn't ache from sitting like that, especially after dancing and practicing for ungodly amounts of time.

You carefully threaded your fingers through his hair and leaned down to kiss his cheek. He did jump a little not expecting your touch but he quickly relaxed and leaned into it. He opened his arms and looked at you with wide eyes expecting you to get into his lap and hug him. Sadly, it also meant that he still wasn't done. You sighed yet again, there was no way you could win this one. You complied and sat in his lap. Jisung immediately wrapped his arm around you and brought you closer to him so that you were chest to chest with no room between you, he quickly pecked your cheek and went back to working.

You tried your best to sit still and let him work so that you could go home as soon as possible, but you were also getting really bored.

After a minute or two an idea popped into your head. You shuffled a bit and hid your face into the crook of his neck, the smell of his perfume immediately soothing your senses. You put your right hand on his chest and wrapped the other around his shoulders. You waited for a second so that Jisung would think you were just getting comfortable, if he even noticed you moving around that is... The truth was that Han Jisung was really ticklish and his neck was especially sensitive. Whenever you decided to kiss his neck he would always reel back giggling and pouting at you cutely. He would always try and run away from you whenever he sensed that you were about to attack his neck. But where would he go now? You were in his lap, there was no way he could run.

You somewhat felt bad, he was always so sweet and gentle to you and no matter how ticklish he was he always let you snuggle up to his neck knowing that you loved it. Should you betray his trust like this?

He did notice you shuffling around, he tensed up for a second when your nose brushed against his sensitive skin but he quickly relaxed. You grinned it was your time to shine!

Carefully not to alert him you brushed your lips against his neck. The response was immediate, his hold around your waist immediately tightened. Oh you were going to get a reaction out of him one way or another. You kissed him again but with more passion now and quickly pecked him few more times. Jisung glanced at you but he didn't say anything. Oh he was on!

You continued your assault on his reddening skin and pecked every part of his skin you could reach one arm around his shoulders while the other had slid through his neck and into his hair playing with the silky soft stands on his nape, oaccasionaly pulling them drawing soft quiet groans from the boy. He whined out your name so prettily! And let's just say you absolutely adored his "little" reactions. He was set on staying as still as he could and act as if this whole thing didn't affect him at all but you could see right through him. "Babyy." He whined out but you didn't stop. His skin was all flushed in a beautiful shade of red, his breathing had become more rugged and shalllow. His left hand held onto your hip for dear life and brought you as close to him as it possibly could as if you would dissappear if he let go. God you loved this boy! You kissed him more and let's just say you hoped his jacket had a high collar because you had left really pretty marks onto his skin. You would gladly show it to the world but you were not sure how his fans would react if anyone were to see you and share photos. And you knew many stays had hawklike vision.

You didn't even consider to stop your attack, Jisung hadn't even done anything to stop you so, you let yourself go. It was only when you moved a little and started kissing his jaw and in the haze let your teeth graze against his skin that he held you tightly and pulled you off.

You looked at him with confused eyes, his face unreadable. Did you upset him? Was he mad? You were about to apologize when he sighed out something and leaned in to smash his lips against yours, knocking the breath out of your lungs. Both of his hands were around your waist now, pulling you impossibly close, as if he wanted to devour you, wanted to be one with you, and who were you to deny him anything? You tried your best to keep up with him and return the kiss with the same burning passion but honestly you couldn't keep up. You didn't know what came up to him but you loved it. You felt like melting, like you really thought you could turn into a puddle, you felt ignited, you felt alive. There was no thought in your head other than that you loved this boy. Your lungs were burning but you weren't even considering to lean back for air. You were just consumed with Han Jisung.

It was Han who broke the kiss and leaned back to let you breathe. Both of you struggled to breathe normally, as if you had forgotten how to do so. You wanted to say something but were at loss for words, it was Han who broke the silence. He flicked your forehead and pouted at you. "You're a real brat do you know that?" You couldn't help but giggle. You swore this boy had some type of switch into his head. He almost made you melt into a puddle by giving you the best kiss of your life and now he was pouting at you all cutely like he did nothing wrong. God you loved him!

You grinned at him, "Does this mean we're going home?"

Han rolled his eyes and softly pinched your side. "Brat."

Yup, you had won.

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[hxjikonn]

Hello! Congrats on 143 followers! You deserve it!

Could I request Malleus, Kalim, Vil, Ace, and Jamil with an s/o telling them they're the best thing to have ever blessed her eyes?

A/N: ’M GONNA CRY I LOVE THIS SM 😭♥︎ I have a 3-4 characters limit though so I had to take out Vil and Jamil as I didn’t have time 😔 maybe I’ll add a pt.2 in the future with the two in it! I hope you like it!

Got me Lovestruck

☆Staring☆: Ace Trappola, Malleus Draconia, and Kalim Al Asim

Synopsis: Their reaction to Fem!Reader suddenly saying they’re ‘the best things to ever bless her eyes’

Warnings: Tooth rooting fluff, I don’t proofread my shit so prolly grammatical errors, missing words, etc. I’m sorry💀💀💀

Ace Trappola

You two were doing your usual trouble causing habits, only to be caught by one of the teachers and get sent to detention. “I cant believe we have to write a 500 word essay about why we shouldn’t balance stuff on top of sleeping people’s heads….” Ace groaned quite heavily slamming his head down his desk.

“Like, it’s not OUR fault they fell asleep where we are! That should be an unspoken rule! ‘never fall asleep around Ace or Y/n’ right???” He turned to look at you with a frown as his head still laid there, you giggle at your boyfriend’s frustration and reached over to play with his hair in attempt to calm him down from his tantrum.

After awhile he stopped ranting and just doodle on the paper near where his face rested on his desk, pouting but enjoying the feeling of your hands running through his hair. You found yourself chuckling at the boy’s expression, you always found it endearing how he made you laugh at any given situation…it was one of the reasons why you fell for him…

“Ace you’re one of the best things to ever bless my eyes y’know that?” You blurted out, a soft smile plastered on your face as you looked at him. Needless to say he stopped whatever nonsense he was doing and looked right back at you. Eyes widened and shocked from the sudden confession you’ve made.

Cue Microsoft shut down sound

Wouldn’t know how to react, like his heart is pounding and wants to kiss you right then and there but also a nervous wreck

All his ‘rizz’ that he’d usually brag about would be flushed down the drain, and he has now downgraded into a flustered speechless boy.

When you notice he was acting like a deer caught in headlights, you leaned in and pecked his forehead to bring him back to reality.

He wanted to melt, that’s what he felt like. He pulled you closer to him by the waist and just buried himself in your embrace.

You’d tease him but let him do that until his brain starts running again and is able to produce words.

Once he’s up and running again he’d gather enough courage to leave soft kisses on your collarbone as he’s still too red to kiss your face.

“I fucking love you, I cant- I don’t even- Ughhhh see??? this is what you do to me?? Oh my gosh…”

Malleus Draconia

You two were out on your nightly walks again and he’s going on a tangent about gargoyles while holding on to your hand, you listened and probably know what he’s talking about already due to countless times he’s mention this subject to you whenever it sparks up in your conversations.

Still you listened to him fondly, showing interest to his likings aswell, occasionally you’d ask him questions, and he’d elaborate. You loved how enthusiastic he was when he talks about the things that he likes, the hobbies he does, or anything at all if your being honest.

The horned fae’s voice was like that song you’ll never get tired of, suddenly a question from him cuts you off your train of thought “aren’t they the greatest creatures to bless this earth my dear?” He asks you. “I beg to differ” you protested, he was shocked as you always agreed with him on this, “oh? well then please do” he offers, awaiting for your argument. He was always up for a friendly debate.

You smiled up at him, “They’re not the greatest thing to ever bless MY eyes…because that would be you, my prince” and lifted up his hands to plant a small kiss on his knuckles. “And my opinion wont be swayed so don’t even try tsunotaro” you grinned at him. Suddenly though…your lover stopped walking.

He hears church bells ringing lol

He’d passionately but gently give you a kiss, you’d have to be the one who pulls away frist because this man isn’t stopping 🥹

He was already asking DEMANDING you marry him and ‘no’ isn’t an option. Already has your whole life with him planned in his head.

You’d giggle at his sudden statement and he explains to you that he wasn’t joking. You’d assure him that you knew he wasn’t but ‘not now’

He frowns, but understands and doesn’t push you any further (for now at least) He couldn’t leave you that night, so he stayed over and slept beside you. Coddling you with affection

Would be thinking about what you said to him everyday and smiling, he’d set the whole world on fire if you wanted him to, no questions asked.

After that day he’d keep asking ‘when’ you were going to marry him. And would be stuck to you like glue.

“Malleus…this isn’t your class” “I understand sir Trein but I simply cannot leave my wife…” “WIFE?!?!” “EXCUSE ME??!” “Mal go to your class”

Kalim Al Asim

You two were just hanging out in Scarabia, he was simply laying on your chest, content as he watched vidoes on his phone. These were the days where it was peaceful, the only sounds that were heard were birds chirping and occasionally small talk from the two of you.

Kalim was busying himself with the content his phone provided, making little noises like gasps or laughs from time to time. You just watched him, as his expression changes, finding yourself laughing aswell because you thought he was cute.

He’d look up at you from his phone and ask what you found amusing but you’d tell him that it was nothing and he’d just go back to doing what he was doing. This went on for awhile until he puts down his phone and looks up at you with a pout, “What?? You’ve been laughing since earlier, is there something on my face?…” he whines, climbing up the cushion to meet your eyes and lays down beside you.

You nod, so he starts wiping his face with his hands you only respond with a laugh again, slowly you took his hands off his face and replaces them with yours, “What? What’s on my face?“ he asks, “The best thing to ever bless my eyes” you answered and gave him a kiss. You swore you saw his pupils dilate.

Would cry 💀💀💀 no seriously he’d start tearing up.

You notice this and ask what was wrong, finding it a bit funny that your boyfriend just starts crying for no reason.

He’d burry his face in your chest sobbing, hands wrapped tightly on your waist, mumbling little I love you’s

You laugh at him for this as you thought it was adorable, you peppered him with kisses to make him stop crying.

When you ask him again he’d just say that he loves you so much that’s why he started crying. And once again burry himself in your warmth.

Would rub hearts on your back and leave kisses on your neck sometimes. When you end up falling asleep first he’d watch you sleep and tell you how much you mean to him.

Would always remind you that he loves you everyday from then on. Like ALL THE TIME, you have to tell him to stop sometimes ‘cuz it comes at the most RANDOM of hours.

“Y/n….?” “Hm???” “I love you okay? Very much…” “love it’s 3 in the morning” “I know, I just wanted to tell you that, go back to sleep now, I love you” “Hm…I love you too..” “I love you more-“ “Kalim…”

[sohyxn]

PAPER AIRPLANE⠀───⠀HANNI PHAM.

SYPNOSIS : your girlfriend always finds a creative way to get your attention and this time ─ with a paper airplane.

TAGS : fluff, kisses, hanni is such a tease, hanni wants your attention

NOTES : "my world" IM DYING GUYS I LOVE HER SM #-)#)#

hanni pham, your playful girlfriend, had a knack for capturing your attention in the most endearing ways. her creativity knew no bounds when it came to expressing her desire for your love ─ just like today.

hanni and you have been studying together for almost two hours now. you found yourself engrossed in a book, completely absorbed in its pages.

unbeknownst to you, hanni had been trying to get your attention for a while, her eyes sparkling with determination.

she plopped down beside you, leaning close to your ear. "hi love" she whispered, her voice laced with playfulness.

you glanced up, a smile tugging at your lips. "what is it, han?" you asked, unable to hide the fondness in your voice.

with a mischievous grin, she produced a small paper airplane from behind her back. "i have a message for you," she declared, her eyes gleaming with excitement.

you raised an eyebrow, curious about her antics. "alright, i'm listening," you said, playing along.

she held the paper airplane in front of you, her eyes never leaving yours. "unfold it," she instructed, her voice tinged with anticipation.

as you unfolded the paper, a burst of color and delicate handwriting greeted your eyes. it was a love note, written with care and adorned with tiny doodles. it read, "to the most beautiful person in my world, you make my heart soar. will you share a sweet kiss with me?"

your heart swelled with affection, and you couldn't help but giggle at hanni's adorable gesture. "of course duh" you replied, your voice filled with adoration.

hanni's face lit up with joy as she leaned in, her lips connecting with yours in a gentle and sweet kiss. it was a moment of pure bliss, a simple act that spoke volumes of her love for you.

when you finally pulled away, your lips still tingling, you gazed into hanni's eyes, a soft smile gracing your face. "you always find the most creative ways to get my attention somehow" you remarked, your voice filled with warmth.

hanni chuckled, her eyes sparkling with affection. "i can't help it," she confessed. "you're my muse, and i can't resist finding ways to make you smile."

you reached out, intertwining your fingers with hers. "well, you succeed every time," you said, your voice filled with sincerity. "you make my heart soar too, han. i'm grateful to have you in my life."

she leaned her head against your shoulder, her touch comforting and filled with love. "i'm grateful for you too," she whispered, her voice soft and tender. "every day i spent with you is a treasure."

and there, in that tender moment of shared affection, you knew that hanni was the one who had stolen your heart. with her playful spirit and boundless love, she had become your source of joy and inspiration. your world and your energy. she is your hanni.

[tojiscrack]

i literally shrieked when you uploaded like anyways IT WAS SO FUNYN WHEN MEGUMI SAW THAT GOOFY POSTER LMAOOO THE FACEAPP THING WAS SO FUNNY i just hope yn doesnt start cheering for kamo too or ill physically tweak (but also lowkey sounds sweet and cute???) no it doesnt but kinda sounds cute cause imagien kamo getting cheered on by her urghhhra but thats not cute thats disgusting, repulsive to think about.. mercupine endgame!

i doodled this on my 10th time of rereading this chapter (subtle malakai reference..)

AND GOJO BEING THE DIVA HE IS.. "you'll get over it," satoru called back cheerfully. - lowkey if i was that student i would not take that AND ALSO GOJO BEEFING WITH KAMO IS SO FUNNY LOLL then sukuna suddenly appears like huh?? really had to make these kids go through trauma in the LL universe too 😭 and erm the angst.. guys! MEGUMI BEING SAD MAKES ME SAD LIKE NOOOOO

"how come you were late?" SOTP STOP STPO STOP ITS ALL BECAUSE OF KAMOTIONLESS THAT DUMMY RGHH and megumi really hd to talk it out too thats how much it bothered him urhghh i swear if in the next chapter it gets worse and kamo keeps making moves a little part of me would die

but also would love kamo interactions that would be so cute

no it wouldnt

honestly i have mixed opinions on kamo like HES SO NICE AND CUTE AWWW LIKE YOU REALLY HVE A CUTE LITTLE CRUSH but also stfu

AND WHY IS SUKUNA SAYING HE KILLED US LIKE SHUT UP BOY

lowkey what im about to do to him if he doesnt leave these kids alone

at least gojo easily manhandled that ho THE CAR SCENE MIGHT BE MY FAVOURITE SCENE OF ALL TIME LMAOO

"i'll help you out."

he leaned over you, extending an arm grab a water bottle, presenting it to you with a bland face.

he felt the need to continue.

"you can drown him with your mermaid powers—"

"i know what you meant!"  I LOVE THIS SCENE SM THE MERMAID JOKE WILL NEVR DIE OUT HELP AND THE WAY HE STARTED EXPLAINING THE JOKE TOO LMAO

THIS WAS A QUICCK DOODLE I HAD TO DRAW IT CUZ IT WAS SO FUNNY (yujis dreaming about gojo stealing his pizza, cant even escape him from his dreams)

I HONESTLY WANT TO DRAW LIKE A GOOD COPY OF THE LL FRIEND GROUP BUT I ALSO HAVE TO LOCK IN FOR MATH FINALS (its in 2 weeks, i havent studied for the 2 free weeks of winter break which i couldve used to study <3) ILL DO IT AFTER AND MEGUMI AND HIS MOM URGHGHHRHAGH THAT IS SO FRAKING CUTE LIKE HE OPENED UP URHG URHG URGHURHGURH G THAT WAS LITERALLY SO CUTE AND TOJI BEING SOF TWITH ER UGH SHE JUST HAS THAT POWER OMG THAT WAS SO CUTE HGAURHGUHA I WILL NEVER STOP THINKING ABOUT IT THE BONUS SCENE WITH ALL 4 OF THEM LMAOO IM SURPRISED TOJI DIDNT START IMMIDIATELY BEATING SATORU UPLOLL SND THE APOLOGIES HELP MEGUMI BEING STUBBORN AND MERMAID BEING A YAPPER anyways ig i have to lock in... sigh... sigh... for math.. ig... ig i have to study... to not fail ig... sigh..... ANYWAYS T HANKS FOR FEEDING US READERS MWAH ILY AND UR WRITING

however im very scared for the next chapter... is the angst over yet? i swear if its like a lovey dovey scene with kamotionless ill crash out like no thanks u can keep that to urself and give me some mercupine!

BUT ANYWAYS LY, BYE FOR REAL THIS TIME!!

STOPP, YOU’VE ARRIVED WITH YOUR MEMES 😭💞

i was giggling and then DYING in my bed as i scrolled through ur ask, the random placement of memes everywhere is so funny to me 😭 so ty for that <3 💀

‘IT WAS SO FUNNY WHEN MEGUMI SAW THAT GOOFY POSTER’ — he would not be impressed if he heard you saying that btw 😟 but yes indeed, i agree, and i’m giddy that you enjoyed reading it as much as i enjoyed writing it 😋

‘i just hope y/n doesn’t start cheering for kamo too or i’ll phvsicallv tweak’ — hang on there ☝🏽😐 don’t pull a malakai now 🤨

the way everyone hates kamo is actually beyond me 😭 like i still cringe at how i genuinely believed that everyone would be excited at his introduction/arrival, but instead, there’s this crazy level of hatred directed at him for just existing

AND THAT ART???

OMGGGG?? SHE’S SITTING ON HIS SHOULDERS EXACTLY AS I PICTURED IT AWWW 😫😫😫🫶🏽💕💞

it looks beautiful 😫‼️

‘AND GOJO BEING THE DIVA HE IS’ — can you tell i love writing him? 😋

‘AND ALSO GOJO BEEFING WITH KAMO IS SO FUNNY LOLL’ — OK BUT LIKE, JUST TO CLEAR SMTH UP, satoru’s not personally attacking kamo 🌝 like yeah, he’s definitely not in support of him being anywhere near y/n (atm) HOWEVER, he really was just commenting on player nine’s form and genuinely had no clue that kamo was beneath the helmet 😀

his ‘unsurprising’ comment came because of y/n’s immediate defence 💀

‘really had to make these kids go through trauma in the LL universe too’ — HANG ON, SUKUNA’S BEEN NERFED IN THIS VERSE AND YOU KNOW IT 🤨

‘"how come you were late?" STOP STOP STOP STOP IT’S ALL BECAUSE OF KAMOTIONLESS THAT DUMMY’ — 🌝 if we trace the whole tutoring stuff back, it’s actually nanami’s fault for pairing them up but no one’s gonna acknowledge that

‘i swear if in the next chapter it gets worse and kamo keeps making moves a little part of me would die’ — nooo don’t die, you’re too funny to die 🤘🏽😔 but anyway, i actually can’t remember what’s supposed to happen next chapter so i’m gonna check my notes after this LMAOO 😭

‘honestly i have mixed opinions on kamo’ — DKM, 98% OF THIS ASK WAS JUST HATING ON KAMO 😭😭😭

sukuna was also saying he killed y/n just for the sake of it 💀 like he was trying to speak it into existence and it wasn’t working, PLUS he enjoys being disruptive for no reason

(ALSO WTH IS THAT MEME BAHAHHAHAHA)

‘THE CAR SCENE MIGHT BE MY FAVOURITE SCENE OF ALL TIME’ — SINSSIJSJS YAY? I LOVE IT WHEN THE COMEDY SCENES END UP BEING SOMEONE’S FAVOURITE 🥳😋

AHHHHH ANOTHER DRAWING? YOU’RE SPOILING MEEE 😫🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽

don’t water it down to just a ‘doodle’, it’s literally a master piece 🥹 it’s like a mini comic of the scene! 😋 i love it sm awww

‘I HONESTLY WANT TO DRAW LIKE A GOOD COPY OF THE LL FRIEND GROUP BUT I ALSO HAVE TO LOCK IN FOR MATH FINALS’ — no ‘cause this is me, but with writing :( i didn’t study as much as i should have during the christmas break, and now i’m so unbelievably behind, it’s concerning 😟 but absolutely! as much as i tell you to draw more LL art ‘cause it makes me all warm and fuzzy inside, i would hate for that to be the reason you fail ur exams so study for ur maths exam!!! i’m sure you’ll do really well 🫶🏽

‘AND MEGUMI AND HIS MOM URGHGHHRHAGH’ — you have NO IDEA how glad i am to see that you liked that scene ‘cause it was gonna be cut from the draft 😭 like i was playing around with different ways the conversation would have gone, and ‘cause we have no canon source material of megumi and his mum ever speaking to one another, i was just doing what i imagined it’d be like if she were alive in the canon verse (i whole heartedly believe that megumi would be a brat, but a mama’s boy).

‘I’M SURPRISED TOJI DIDNT START IMMEDIATELY BEATING SATORU UP’ — oh he tried 🌝 with all the years satoru and suguru have tag-team and 2v1’d him (led mainly by satoru, the menace) he’s learnt good defence moves 💀

and mamaguro stepped in immediately 🥴 told him to be calm and then that’s when the military line up happened LMAO

‘MEGUMI BEING STUBBORN AND MERMAID BEING A YAPPER’ — oh there was sm more written for it (specifically when y/n was placed in the room with satoru as his punishment) but i had to cut it short for word count purposes 😔 it’ll probably be shown in an extra oneshot tho! <3

‘anyways ig i have to lock in...’ — the realest reaction ever ☹️ it’s 5:14pm and i said i’d revise when it got to 5:15 but now 5:15 is here so i’m pushing it to 5:30 instead 😁

and now we’re here, made it to the end of my response to you :(

i want to thank you for this super long message! not only did it make me laugh (for multiple reasons, i might add — the memes being the main one) but it was like a warm hug 😫 i love love loveee long and juicy messages to unpack, it makes me feel sm closer to my readers, and the feedback allows me to produce chapters which ik you’ll be more invested in! <3

TY SM FOR UR BEAUTIFUL DRAWINGS TOO, THEY WERE DEFINITELY THE HIGHLIGHT OF MY GLOOMY DAY SO FAR 🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽

[taintedcigs]

skater!eddie is boggling my mind so bad like just eddie alone is so hot and so cool and so dorky and nerdy but now HE ALSO SKATES???

i just know he would own a black board with the hellfire logo underneath. (he lets you draw cute lil doodles on it and smothers u in kisses when u show him the finished product bc he loves it and u so much🥹)

he!! has!! a!! nose!! ring!!!

and he has a dirty black converse that he NEVER EVER TAKES OFF. that white man is probably wearing those converses in the house and you chide him for it so he blushes and quietly says ‘sorry, hun’ and takes them off quickly !!!!! (he also lets u draw little stars on it and insists u put ur initials <33)

skater!eddie who is hooked the moment he first sees u!!! he tries to impress u by doing flips and once u notice him and can’t take ur eyes off of him he gets nervous and trips >:( then u go to ask him if he’s ok and u give him a worried look and he almost MELTS but tries to act all cool “‘m fine! this shit happens all the time, honey, i’m used to it” but once u leave hes screaming in agony.

skater!eddie who teaches u how to skate and he’s so nervous each time you wobble on the board!! he catches u the second you look like u were gonna fall and u giggle at him and hes SOOO SMITTEN and makes stupid pick up lines each time he catches u like “oh! let me tie your shoes so u don’t fall for anyone else, sweetheart” and he has the biggest smuggest grin on his face and winks at u each time <33

and he encourages u no matter how many times u fail or trip >:( he gives u a warm smile as he kisses the top of your head, “you’re doin’ so well princess, wanna try one more?” his heart aches when u get any scrapes, taking care of them the second u come home!! “don’t worry, sweetheart, i’ll take care of it. hey, you want hello kitty plasters or lil puppy ones?” he says giving u a childish grin as he holds the pink plasters in front of u!! carefully placing them as he gives them a lil kiss to heal <33

and when he breaks his board after years of using it hes all grumpy and upset >:( and u feel so bad bc he loved that lil black board sm so u save some money and the first thing you do is ask max where to find the best boards so she helps u get him another one <33 and u draw the hellfire logo by yourself and draw little hearts on it and when u give it to eddie he almost tears up, looking at u with admiration ‘you–you did this all for me?” you nod with a warm smile on your face and the tears are READY to fall from his pretty honey glazed eyes bc no one has ever gotten him anything before, especially not something as expensive as this :(( and he gives u the biggest hug with the sloppiest kiss as he thanks u over and over again, he’s so glad to have you in his life. his honey, his angel, his girl.

i might just write a whole fic for him bc im down so bad for skater!eddie🫡🫡

[articdelilah]

Hello there (●’◡’●)ﾉ may I request a teen(?)! Belle headcanons. The ikemen princes see her as a little sister figure. Maybe she's 14 to 17. It'll be funny to see her act bratty and chaotic to them once she gets comfortable but she does know when to get serious. Loves fun, food, and maybe she finds smth she wants to do while being there. Maybe she wants to be like one of the princes and handle sword, or maybe a doctor. It could be anything tbh, just want to see little sister fluff.

✮ A Little Trouble ✮

Platonic! Ikemen Princes x Teen! Reader

Hi!! Thank you sm for requesting!! I love the idea and I’m sorry if I went a little off the topic of the request💞 I would have finished this yesterday but tumblr deleted my work :,(

I did take on a little more calm approach to the stories so please feel free to request again for anything more specific!

Foreign affairs faction

˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖

Clavis can’t help but burst out laughing when he first saw the girl; giggling about “Is there no pure hearted adults left in Rhodolite?

His interest was peaked however at Sariel’s choice of Belle. This meant that Clavis became Belle’s unofficial guide for the first weeks of her stay.

It wasn’t very long until Belle realised how much Clavis loved to prank his brothers and now her (his newest victim). He loved how the girl could get so bratty and chaotic at times, she was simply so entertaining!

Belle endured the whole list of Clavis’ pranks. Potholes, jumpscares, eating cupcakes with horseradish in them (twice) and the list goes on.

It wasn’t until one day that Belle simply had enough. She screamed at Clavis to leave her alone before slamming the door of her bedroom in his face. It was only a couple seconds later that Clavis’ grin turned to a frown, slowly walking away from the girl’s room.

A couple of days went by without Belle seeing Clavis. It was strangely quiet. No pranks, no laughing and definitely no jumpscares. She started to miss the purple haired man’s light hearted pranks and contagious laughter.

Obviously Clavis hadn’t disappeared, he had to make sure that Belle was safe and comfortable so he watched from afar.

Shreds of colourful paper, markers and washitape sprawled all over the Belle’s bedroom floor. She laid on fluffy cotton rug, kicking her feet in the air as she doodled a drawing of a very familiar purple haired man in the decorated page. It wasn’t long before Belle caught a whiff of vanilla surrounding her and the sound of the door closing caught her attention. She looked up to see Clavis carrying a plate of heart shaped cookies, placing them on the ground next to Belle before plopping to lay down next to her. He started to rip pieces of coloured paper too, sprinkling glitter on every surface of that once white page. Clavis’ paper soon filled with messy handwriting, clumsy drawings and too much glitter and stickers to count. The girl couldn’t help but laugh “I didn’t know you knew other languages!”. Clavis simply chuckled “Clavese is the mosy rare language in the world! Only two people understand it. You can be the third.” Clavis didn’t have to finish his words as the girl’s eyes glistened with excitement and her head nodded quickly.

Chevalier was the most displeased. As you can imagine.

Chevalier had shown no interest in the new Belle. Since she was a teenager, Chevalier saw her as incapable. Going out of his way to ignore her, but Belle wasn’t giving up that easily . She followed Chevalier sometimes, or simply watched as he finished his work for the day.

The new Belle always remembered to ask about his day, if he remembered to eat and even bought cookies that Yves helped her to make for him. If he ‘forgot’ to eat, he would get an earful of why eating was important (as if he was a mere child who didn’t understand the importance of eating).

Chevalier admired the new Belle’s courage to scold the Brutal Beast over things so minor and soon he felt a weakness sprouting in his icy heart. His weakness being her.

He enjoyed how her voice filled the usually cold air of the faction’s office, her giggles and deep analysis over very minor things. She was the only one Chevalier allowed to ramble to him if she so desired.

He trusted her to invite her to his own private library, watching her curious eyes linger on the golden lettering of each book. Books about politics, romance, plays, novellas, poems and much more littered the shelves of the room. This was part of Chevalier’s little world that he was willing to share with Belle.

However, Chevalier didn’t allow Belle to slack at her new job. In fact, he made sure she did all of Sariel’s homework and read the books assigned to her. Sometimes coming into her room with an icy glare which told Belle all she needed to know.

The bright moon was covered by grey fluffy clouds, rays of its light peaking through the ashy curtain. The pink bedroom was dark, only the light of the brightest star shining through to illuminate its light on the yellowed pages of Chevalier’s book. Belle sat on the floor under the window. Earlier the same day, she had expressed her desire to want to understand Chevalier better; wanting to see the world through his eyes. She had asked the man to train her with a sword but she only got a glare in response. Therefore she had taken the liberty to take steal a book of his from his private library. It wasn’t anything she would normally read but it was the first book she grabbed. Her eyes were glued to the page, reading each word intently with furrowed brows. “Draconian? What does that even mean?” She muttered angrily; so focused on the stolen book that she didn’t realised her door was open revealed a tall blonde man standing in its frame. It was only when she heard a noise that sounded oddly like a snort that she looked at the doorway. Her eyes widened but before she could muster an excuse, Chevalier beat her to it and spoke with a small smile-

“Try reading a book written for your age.”

Luke made sure she was protected. I mean, you can’t blame him. A young girl having to live in a dangerous palace? THE SAME YOUNG GIRL THAT IS BELLE AS WELL?? He knew he had to do everything possible to make sure she was safe.

Imagine his happiness when the new Belle confessed her love for food and honey! That was the moment that really brought the two together.

Belle found the way Luke attracted animals as fascinating, trying to bring him to the woods to lure any cute animals or just have a look at them up close.

Due to this, Belle had taken a hobby of drawing the animals she saw around Luke and dreamed of becoming a veterinarian. She knew she had to work hard if she wanted to achieve her goal.

Luke tried his hardest to support Belle with her studies assigned by Sariel. He went as far as trying to study with her but ultimately failing and convincing her to take a nap outside instead.

When she told Luke about how she wanted to learn more about animals, he was very delighted. Due to his talent of attracting them, Belle learnt a lot about all kinds of forest animals.

It was a calm summer afternoon. Bees buzzed from one blooming rose to another, collecting pollen for their hives. As the bees were busy, Luke and Belle were doing quite the opposite. The two laid side by side under a tall oak tree, resting in the shade as if Belle wasn’t supposed to be in one of Sariel’s lessons right now. The golden beams of sunlight peered through the leaves, the sun directly on Belle’s cheek leaving a warm kiss on her skin. They weren’t the only ones resting under this tree however as earlier that day a dog had followed Luke to the palace. The big dog had chosen to spread its shaggy body and large paws on Belle’s lap, making her unable to get up even if she wanted too. “I had this weird dream where I was a bear and you were a bear too” the [H/C] girl began “We were in a cave and I was really cold. But you came and hugged me! I felt much better” she smiled at the sweet dream and Luke couldn’t help return the smile. It was times like these were life felt the way it should; Simple.

Nokto tried to stay away, mostly because of his reputation. He was fine with Belle and engaged in quick chit chat with her but nothing too long.

That was until he was strolling through the Rhodolite gardens when he heard soft crying. He simply couldn’t ignore the sound which led him to find Belle crying on a bench on the far right of the palace.

The 7th Prince sat on the bench with Belle, saying with his usual grin for her stop crying and smile. Belle simply looked up at the man before turning her head away, mumbling that he wouldn’t understand.

After a while of silence, Nokto asked more sincerely. “What’s going on?”. That was when the new Belle started to explain how, while she was happy to be Belle, she had to leave all her friends and family behind. She missed them and fortunately Nokto knew something about missing family.

“They’ll be there when you come back, no need to cry now”.

That day forwards, they started to talk more before kind of became inseparable. Just like twins, communicating by pulling silly faces across the round table or bickering over the best flavour of pie.

Nokto liked Belle’s chaotic personality, he enjoyed picking small fights and such. One of their favourite activities being chasing one another. Loud laughter filling the halls as Belle fell victim to Nokto’s tickling.

It was only when Nokto realised how close they became when he started to laugh. Belle had started to pick up on some of his habits like calling Chevalier ‘King Highness’ and trying to outfox Sariel (unfortunately that didn’t work). He was happy because she was happy.

However sometimes there were moments where no laughter was heard, no smiles shared and no trance of joy between the two.

Quiet steps filled the air of the palace, the sneaky fox trying to escape the place before a small voice stopped him in his tracks. “Nokto!” The voice called out. Nokto turned slowly to the voice, the red moon’s light casting his face in its bloody glow. A moment of silence passed before the cream coloured marble echoed loud clicking from Belle’s hard shoes which she had put on just a minute prior. When she reached the white haired man, the young girl wrapped her arms around him in an embrace. The Prince’s whole body tensed before relaxing and hugging the girl back. No words were needed to make them both understand. She simply had a nightmare, he simply had to stay.

Not proofread and I’m thinking of making a masterlist. Anyways,I hope you enjoyed!! Goodbye my Doves 🕊️

If you like my work, feel free to requests!

[fireflyinks]

hiya!! :) wasn’t sure if you’ve written for charlie dalton yet & i saw u like niall (amazing taste might i add) but i just thought a charlie fic to one of his songs would be so cutie

you could start a cult

charlie dalton x reader fluff

summary : charlie reads poetry to reader and it’s painfully sweet

a/n : this was such a good req tysm for sharing this idea with me, please marry me. haha just kidding (i am not kidding). anywho i love this sm and im so glad to combine my favorite artist of all time and my favorite character of all time into a fi. hope you enjoy, love you all, drink some water today!

contains : pure fluff, no cursing, no use of y/n, pet names (sweet girl, baby, my love), charlie is down BADDDDD, literally just good vibes and tooth aching sweetness, not edited so lmk if there are typos or grammar mistakes pls and thank you!

“Baby, you could start a cult, you see. Anywhere you go, I’ll be. You are so much more than beautiful to me.” 

It was that time of day where everything felt romantic, when the sun had just begun to farewell and the sky was painted for two lovers to enjoy. And that, we did. 

“My love!” Charlie shouted, looking over the hill as I steered my bike towards him. I giggled, parking my bike as he ran up to me. 

Charlie and I had met at the library in town. He had been studying over winter break and I was people watching. We began to talk about the book I was reading. I entertained the conversation because he was the first boy I’d met that had read a book since elementary school. Soon enough, we began meeting at the library whenever we could. The library became the dead poets’ cave, and eventually we started to hang out whenever we could. It’d been a little over a year now, and we still couldn’t get enough of each other. 

I climbed off the bike, letting it fall to the ground as I jumped into Charlie’s arms. 

“Hi Charlie,” I spoke into his sweater softly, trying to cover up my blush. 

“Hello, sweet girl.” He cooed, rubbing my back softly before placing me back on the ground. We walked back over to the small picnic he’d set up before I’d arrived. There was a small, checkered blanket on the ground as well as a basket with chocolate covered strawberries and a few different poetry books. 

Charlie and I sat down on the blanket, and my eyes were automatically drawn to the sun setting before us. 

I pointed towards it, my eyes lingering along the horizon before us. “It’s so beautiful.” 

“Reminds me of you.” Charlie looked at me with a smirk, as if he knew what he was saying was corny, and yet he still said it. 

“You know,” I began again, now staring at the orange sunset, “I think sunsets were made to be looked at by me and you.” 

I blush, moving my eyes to him. “Are you going to read me some poetry or not, lover boy?” I teased him. 

He proceeded to read some poems he’d recently discovered, along with a few of our favorites. I watch as he looks up after every couple of lines to see my reactions. I couldn’t help but grin as he read. I swear, his voice was made to recite poetry. 

He finishes one of my favorites, “She Walks in Beauty” by Lord Byron, and looks up at me quickly. His pupils dilate quickly as he stares at me, waiting on a reaction. 

“That’s one of my favorites.” I take a bite of a strawberry, not taking my eyes off of him. 

“I know, that’s why I read it so often.” He chuckles before pausing for a moment, blushing, “I actually wrote something of my own… for you. If you’d like me to read it.”

I raise my eyebrows, not used to seeing Charlie this shy or bashful. “I’d love to hear it. I’d love to hear you read anything.” 

He smiles up at me before pulling out a small black notebook and flipping through it for a moment before landing on a page filled top to bottom with ink formed into words and doodles. 

Examining the page, he breathes in sharply before speaking, “It might be a little dumb, there’s some repetition here and there, I just thought it was a cool detail.”

I nod, waiting for him to read. 

Charlie clears his throat before the words flow out of his lungs. 

“Darling, I will give up everything.

Who I'll be and who I am.

You can have it all.

Baby, you could start a cult, you see.

Anywhere you go, I'll be.

You are so much more than beautiful to me.

Oh, I'll follow you 'til there's no tomorrow.

I'll follow you.

Swear you could start a war or two.

Kingdoms fighting over you.

To wake up by your side is all I want to do.

Oh, I'll follow you 'til there's no tomorrow.

I'll follow you .

Baby, you could start a cult, you see.

They will say that we're crazy.

But you are so much more than beautiful to me.”

I’m taken aback for a moment, I’d never hear something so beautiful come out of Charlie Dalton’s mouth. The moment he’s done, I press our lips together. We share a soft kiss for a moment before I pull away. 

“That was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever heard.”

He smirked, “It’s for the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. Or heard. Or loved.” 

My heart fluttered as I scooted closer to him, looking back at the now almost gone sunset. The once orange sky was now turning black, and I couldn’t wait to look at the stars with the boy I loved.

[muldermuse]

hi! fox mulder being all cutely sad and mopey when his crush (reader) takes a week off from work, making him miss her sm that dana finds it so silly of him to do! and maybe when the reader returns he’s all so happy and does the case better hahah

ty for the request!!! i did it like hcs bc it's fun to write

Fox Mulder is struggling, you are off with sickness and he's calling you every 3 hours to make sure you're okay. He's desperate to see you, just to try and make you feel even 1% better.

he's dropped off soup (your stomach is too upset to eat it)

he's dropped off a new vhs (your head hurts too much to look at a screen)

the last time, he dropped off a huge bouquet of flowers (your nose is too blocked to smell them)

the case that he has is not important, I mean Scully and Skinner are telling him that it is but to Fox?? nah, not interested

when he and Scully are out questioning ay leads and investigating the area, all she can hear is him huffing and tutting. When speaking to locals, he's doodling in his pad as Scully asks questions

in the office, he's not much better. He's completely unable to focus on the task at hand and is spending the majority of his time throwing self made paper balls through the basketball hoop on the back of the door

this goes on for a few days but as you still feel unwell- Fox goes from being largely uninterested in work to being outright miserable

when he walks in, there's no greeting, it's just a nod and straight to his desk. shoes on the table and staring at the ceiling until he's pleading with Scully to go upstairs and get him a coffee because he's too sad and mopey to do it himself

"she has the flu Mulder, she'll be back in a few days"

"you said that a few days ago and here we are" he shoots her a look and then IMMEDIATELY remembers that this is Dr Dana Scully, she raises an eyebrow at him and he mumbles an apology into his coffee cup

"how long are you going to be miserable for?" she asks with a smirk

"maybe forever" he sighs

"apparently, she's coming back to work tomorrow so..."

before Scully can even FINISH her sentence, he's sat up in his chair reaching for the phone, as he goes to dial the final digit in your number he hears a giggle from across the room and sees Scully laughing at him

"that's the quickest i've seen you move all week"

relief washes over him when you answer the phone and you sound BETTER like not as horrifically ill like u did previously, ur apologetic for not calling him earlier but you've been sleeping and he's apologising back for calling so much and he can see Scully shaking her head at the sap that he has become

once the phone call is done, he's a new man. seemingly reborn. he's quizzing Scully on her notes from the investigation and questioning all the motives of those involved

the case is basically cracked by the end of the day

but when he goes to look through his notes for clarification and it's just sad doodles of clouds and frowny faces lmao

[faceeeeee]

hey, yeah I am not normal about him {{ sorry I can't animate his clothes patterns :( }}

(everyday I think about him, I see him in my dreams. I doodle him even when I have no free time. he is stealing all of my thoughts. u made a man that I can't escape from, thank u /lh)

anyway yippyyyy depressed man :D

HOLYFCKINGMOTHEROFGOD DUDEDUDEDUDEDUDEDUDE BUDDY PAL AMIGO CHUM COMPA QUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWEEEEEEEEEE⛴️⛴️⛴️💥💥💥💥 AT FIRST I WAS LIKE "OH FANART!" AND THEN THE GIF LOADED AND MY FCKN BRAIN IMPLODED ONTO INTSELF. DUDEDUDEDUDE THIS IS ABSOLUTELY ASTONISHING- THE FLUID IDOL ANIMATION IS SOMETHING THAT I COULD ONLY DREAM ABOUT AND THE SPINNING SYMBOL oughhhhhhhhhhhhhhb I'm going insaneeeeeeeee 💥💥AND AND THE BLINKING AND THE SUBTLE PUPIL MOVEMENT I'M SO HONOURED RN

THE SHEUGGGGG so on point. He doesn't give a flying SHAIT- ohOH AND the blue blinking lineeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee so good so good so good.

He thinks he's the goat so bad but in reality he's just a sad, tired old man with too much power on his hands 😭😔- BACK TO THE ANIMATION I'M DYING AT THE LIL DETAILS LIKE THE PUPILS AND THE BLINKING AND THE SYMBOL AND THE EVERYTHING THIS IS SO GOOD YOU DON'T UNDERSTANDDDDDD. I love you sm this made me giggle and kick my feet- 🤸‍♀️

[theunderratedarteest789]

since you seem interested in the "kokushibo adopts the totiko twins au" Ive decided to bombard you with some more of my thoughts on it (so sorry)

-I imagine kokushibo feels guilty for leaving his children and loves the totiko children to make up for that guilt. Still, when the twins ask about his children since they are naturally curious about there lineage, he lies to them and says that he was a good father so he hasn't partially taken the blame for it.

-However despite "hating his brother" he always tells the totiko stories about him, usually at first talking about his poweress, until later digressing into funny stories about him when they were kids because he like seeing yui and mui laugh.

-He sees the twins in different ways. yui he sees more in himself, the older more protective and harsher twin. In mui, he sees yoriichri, which I imagine makes him instinctly more protective of him even though he denies it.

-Yui loves most of the uppermoons specifically gyuratro when he com es out ad mui absolutely hates gyokko and has beef with him. Both decided that akaza is their designated favorite besides kokushibo obviously.

anyway sorry for bothering ^^

OMG HI HELLO! YES I AM INTERESTED AND LOVE THE AU SM YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW 😭😭

ALSO I'M SO SUPRISED YOU FOLLOWED ME, I DIDN'T KNOW THAT YOU WERE NOTIFIED ASWELL WHEN I REBLOG FROM YOU AAAA I'M SORRY FOR BEING ANNOYING 😭😭😭

Okay uhm anyways, yes the first one you said is basically my motive for him aswell Yoriichi prob said smtg to him before he died of old age like "I'm sorry for bringing you into this brother, if I didn't maybe you would live a happy life with your wife and kids.." and then say something after like "I envy you brother... You got to have a nice family.. though I am very happy for you.." and that's how Kokushibo felt horrible for leaving his kids in some way, but still "hates" Yoriichi. And so, after that he watches his family from afar, seeing his bloodline grow one by one, to Yui and Mui, and seeing a demon go to their house and save them was Parental instinct 😭😭😭

And yes I also thought he would tell stories of Yoriichi and how powerful he is, all of his accomplishments, etc. He still feels very conflicted about Yoriichi still but seeing Yui and Mui warms him for some reason 🥺

I THINK THE SAME WAY TOO LIT IT RUNS IN THE BLOOD, THE OLDER TWIN IS THE HARSH TWIN AND THE YOUNGER TWIN IS THE SOFT TWIN HHHHH 🥺😭

I also thought of their interactions with Upper Moons! But it's for the ones were Koku turns them both demons! I would find their interactions like this if they're both humans:

Doma: Since I'm sure they'll be 11 y.o. they would probably scared of him but think his eyes are pretty, and Doma would also love to play with them! Though Kokushibo really probably doesn't trust him but he knows that if he trusts the twins in Doma's care, the twins would have a safe and cozy place like the paradise and would provide food from his followers, plus Doma is second strongest after him, he trusts that Doma will protect them quickly. If the Twins aren't Demon slayers then they'll probably have a really good time with Doma, especially if Doma makes them ice statues of them!

Akaza: He would reluctantly do cause yk... Kokushibo and all that but I think he'll get along with them a lot later on, Akaza would probably show a very softer side of him to the twins and maybe train them a little.

Hantengu and His clones: I think they would make flowercrowns for Hantengu 🥺! I think the twins would atleast once make fun of his appearance and lump on his forehead but since Hantengu cries a lot the twins would feel bad afterwards and make it up to him by making flowercrowns!!! (They would probably still pick on him but not a much lol). For the clones, Urogi and Karaku would be the very playful ones, while Sekido and Aizetsu wouldn't be as much but would try their best.

Gyokko: HAHAHAHAHA OH BOY I KNOW THEY'LL MAKE FUN OF HIM A LOT, ESP FOR HIS ART SKHDKSJDKS- Kokushibo rlly need to cut off the fights and protect the twins from Gyokko. Also since they keep insulting his art, Gyokko would do all he can to pull smthing outta his pot to atleast impress them PFFT- I thought of a scenario that he thought to put one of his fish minions in his water prison pot and that's the "art" the tokito twins will be interested in, and Gyokko would snap and yell at them saying something like, "YOU BRATS, THAT'S THE THING YOU'RE IMPRESSED AT??? IT'S SO SIMPLE AND BORING, YOU BOTH HAVE NO TASTE WHATSOEVER!!!"

Daki and Gyutaro: I think they'll get a long well! Since they are siblings too! Daki would prob dress and make up Mui and Yui pretty lmao, and take them around the entertainment district haha- Idk abt Gyutaro but he would try his best, he would probably find it difficult since Daki is the only sibling he's had and she turned out to be like... That cuz of Gyutaro, so he'll need to find other ways. But I think the twins would be happy around them!!!

ANYWAYS THIS IS SO LONG I'M SO SORRY!!! I also wanted to draw something related to this but I didn't felt like it, so I found these old doodles I made back in April (?) that's quite similar-ish to what we're talking about, But it's mostlu for shits and giggles ahaha, anyways this has gone long enough, thank you user sapphickocho for stopping by and be my first question!!! 🥺🥺🥺