#kissies him on his silly little forehead

[fateswind0wseat]

THE SILLIEST MAN AROUND!!!!

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Singing Price a Lullaby

Reusing one of my favorite ideas! I actually put in the names of all the characters I write for into a random picker and I got Price! Lovely, he's earned it!

Looking up from your phone, you gazed through the window, looking at the few stars and clouds that were visible. The sun had kissed the planet goodnight a while ago. And yet, here you were, all alone still, lying in your bed as you awaited your lover to finally finish his work for the day. A torturous time, really. Although he may have been so near, you dared not disturb him in what he deemed so important. And thus you were left to your own devices for hours now, asking him whether or not he had desired some food from time to time. Truthfully, an empty stomach was the only thing to make John abandon his oh so important work. And even then, conversation was sparse, he merely thought about work, not paying you much mind. While there may be the occasional answer were you to ask a question, it was short. He may have been the captain of a prestigious force, but that didn’t mean he should neglect you like that. Even you, with your understanding nature, had your limits. But it wasn’t John unintentionally ignoring you for the majority of the day that got to you, no. What really irked you was how few breaks he took. Yes, what he had to do was indeed of utmost importance, but you’d rather have him take care of himself either way. You brought him tea and water, incentives to get away from his paperwork for a few minutes at a time.

Looking at your phone yet again, the clock read 21:23. Had it been up to you, you would have dragged John from his desk and into bed. While you may not have been as strong as he was physically, you would hold him down until sleep would take him. If you needed to, you would learn to tie knots as well, anything to get your boyfriend to rest. With a sigh, you turned off your phone, deciding that you, and him, had had enough for the night. Your bed may have been a bastion of comfort, but it was incomplete without him. And thus, yet again, you sought him out in the one place he could almost always be found.

You knocked on the door to his office and, to no surprise, John invited you in, not bothering to open the door himself, however.

“Evening, love. Can I help you?” It was late, he had been working since the morning. Evidently, he was tired, his speech a bit slower than usual. John even had the gall to stifle a yawn around you. Had you been stronger, you would have picked him up, thrown him over your shoulder and carried him to your shared bed. But alas he was too heavy. The sentiment was still very much there, though.

“John, don’t you think it’s time to head to bed? It’s half past nine pm already, you’ve been at this since ten am.”

Turning back to his paperwork, he tapped the pen against his papers. “Just a little bit longer, then I’ll stop for the time being.”

Those few sentences made you irrationally angry. ‘Just a little longer’, that usually meant he’d be at this for another three hours or so, which was unacceptable. You took a deep breath and gently closed the door behind you. However, you could not pretend to be calm any longer as you stomped over to John, taking his papers from him and scanning them over. “Spelling error. Spelling error. Did you doze off as you wrote this? Wrong use of ‘than’. Spelling error.” You put the papers down with force, it was a surprise none of them had flown off the desk. “John, you’re dead tired and mentally exhausted. I think it’s time you call it quits for the night.”

Putting his pen down, he sighed. “Love, it’s alright. This is important and the deadline is coming up soon enough. I can go to bed later. I’m not tired just yet either.” He wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you a bit closer and resting his head against you, closing his eyes for a moment. “I’ll join you soon enough, don’t worry.”

“Stop shitting me. You’re leaving this room right now.” Grabbing his arm, you pulled him up. You had expected otherwise, but he put up no fight as you dragged him off the chair. It seemed as though not even he wanted to really work anymore this late. No one was going to burn him at the stakes for heading to bed for the night. Or stopping for any other reason. “And if you’re not tired, fine. We’ll do something else until you are tired.” What a liar. You were sure if you forced him to bed and wrapped a blanket around him he’d be gone in roughly ten minutes. Maybe even less. His eyes were only half open, and he was, yet again, stifling a yawn. “Come on, we’re heading to the living room. I have an idea for what we can do.”

For a moment he hesitated, refusing to go along with you as you were halfway through the door. John looked back at the documents on his desk, barely moving as you tried to drag him through the door. His gaze seemed almost empty as he stared off into space. He was half asleep, even while standing there. Eventually, he relented, turning off the lights and following you into the living room.

Holding onto his wrist still, you sat down on the couch, patting your lap as John simply stared at you. Raising his eyebrow, it was clear what he wanted to convey. ‘I’m too heavy for you, I won’t be sitting in your lap.’ But that wasn’t your intention either.

“Lie down, put your head on my lap.” Although he may have been a captain, he obeyed your command, no complaints from his side either. It was adorable how he looked up at you, barely conscious. You were certain he’d fall asleep eventually. However, maybe, just maybe, you could convince him to go to bed without him actually falling asleep in your lap. You wanted to sleep in your bed as well, after all. All of this could have been avoided if only he would take better care of himself. You’re going to scold him for that, but it could wait until tomorrow. For the time being you ran your fingers through his hair.

“What are we going to do now? Watch the telly?”

“Quiet, my dear. I’m thinking.” What you were about to do was kind of embarrassing. You were only really used to singing to yourself when no one was around. But you always found your voice to be quite soothing. In fact, you could sing yourself sleepy with certain songs as well. It was a blessing and a curse. You hoped you wouldn’t start yawning throughout it. Unfortunately, it wasn’t as unlikely as one would think. Still, you’d give it your all. But what to sing? You wanted to go for something a bit nicer.

Eventually, you settled for a song, looking away from John for a bit before starting to play with his hair again. He never looked away from you, taking in all of your features, regardless of how many times he had seen them.

Your voice wasn’t overly loud, it wasn’t overly high pitched either as you sang. Still, you felt a bit embarrassed, avoiding John’s gaze. It seemed almost humiliating to you, singing in front of someone else after years of not doing so. But it would take John’s mind off of things, you hoped. Your little performance was nice, you could feel yourself relaxing a bit as well.

I think I found a flower in a field of weeds

I think I found a flower in a field of weeds

Searching until my hands bleed

This flower don't belong to me

I think I found a flower in a field of weeds

I think I found a flower in a field of weeds

Searching until my hands bleed

This flower don't belong to me

This flower don't belong to me

Why can't she belong to me?

Slowly, you could feel your eyes getting a bit droopy as well, a yawn coming along with the feeling. Still, you ignored such for the sake of continuing to sing. John shifted in your lap, laying down on his side as he nuzzled into your stomach. You couldn’t tell if he was actually enjoying this, anxiety building up in your chest. However, you had already started, it would be a shame to stop now.

Every word, every thought, every sound

Every touch, every smile, every frown

All the pain we've endured until now

All the hope that I lost, you have found

He wrapped his arms around your middle and sighed contently. Maybe your anxieties were unfounded after all. It wasn’t often he’d sigh like that, only when he was really comfortable. For a moment, you dared to look at him. His eyes were closed and he seemed happy.

Every word, every thought, every sound

Surrender

Every touch, every smile, every frown

Surrender

All the pain we've endured until now

Surrender

All the hope that I lost, you have found

His breathing was shallow and calm. Has he fallen asleep already? You would have preferred it if he had fallen asleep in your shared bed, but you supposed this was better than nothing. You could always just take a nap tomorrow.

I never had the nerve to ask

Surrender

Has my moment come and passed?

Surrender

I never had the nerve to ask

Surrender

Has my moment come and passed?

Surrender

I never had the nerve to ask

Surrender

Has my moment come and passed?

Surrender

I never had the nerve to ask

Your little performance was over now. You had found yourself to be quite tired yourself, but dared not to move in fear of waking John. Yet, eventually, he stirred awake, in spite of you not moving a muscle. His slumber didn’t last very long, if he had even slept in the first place.

“Beautiful, love. How come you never told me you could sing like that?”

“Well, it is a bit embarrassing. Even though I really do love singing. Anyway, go to bed, you stinker. It’s late and you’re tired.”

John sighed, but got up reluctantly. Having pulled you up with him, he linked his arm with yours. You were ready to hold him given how he swayed from left to right as he walked. “Nothing to be embarrassed about. You should sing more often. I’d love to hear you sing again sometime.”

“W-well, I’m sure that could be arranged… We’ll discuss that tomorrow. For now we’re heading to bed.”

“Wouldn’t dream of going anywhere else at this hour.” What a jester. Had you not intervened then he’d still be working away at some boring papers. But you were proud of him for complying. He needed that rest, after all.

You weren’t sure how long it took for him to actually fall asleep, but you could have sworn you heard light snoring the moment he hit the bed. In fact, he wasn’t even moving anymore, it was you, who had to drape the blanket over the both of you. But you didn’t mind. With a gentle kiss to the top of John’s head, you settled down for the night yourself, nestling into the blankets and getting comfortable. Eventually, you, too, fell asleep, tired from singing the lullaby.

[charliemwrites]

Woof woof yall.

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You’re out in the woods one day, taking photos and going for a little hike. Stupid mental health walk or something; whatever, it’s a nice day and you’ve gotten some good shots. You’re just about to turn back when a huge brown and black wolf lopes out from a nearby thicket.

There aren’t any wolves in England though! Hunted to extinction - it’s why you feel safe bebopping around the forest alone in the daylight. So you see this big fuck-off sized “dog” and coo at the pretty puppy.

“Hello handsome boy, aren’t you just gorgeous! Will you come say hi?”

You do all the right things that you’re supposed to do with an unfamiliar dog but he just barges right through. Trots up to you, nose shoved into your crotch. You startle, bark a laugh, shove at his big stupid head.

“A little forward,” you tease, scratching under his chin, “but it’s better than biting.”

You feel all around his neck for a collar, but no luck. He must be someone’s though, huge blue eyes too intelligent and focused on your words. And his coat is so well maintained, glossy and shedded.

“Do you know how to… sit?”

An adorable head tilt, and the big dog settles onto his hind quarters.

“What a good boy!” you croon. “So smart!”

He licks at your palm and wrist as you scratch at him, huge tail thumping. A canine grin, tongue lolling out as he waits for your next command.

You hum.

“Well, guess we can check if you’re microchipped, huh? Or at least I can get you some water. See if someone recognizes you…”

You make a kissy noise at him. “Let’s go, big boy. Come.”

And to your delight, he falls into step with you. He weaves along the path ahead and behind, but always loops back to you, brushing against your thigh as if to reassure you he’s still there.

You hum as you walk, giggling when you see his ears twitch and swivel towards you. Tease that he should do better if he doesn’t like your version of Jolene.

You only cross paths with two other people on the walk, a pair of guys clearly out for a more serious hike. The dog plants himself between you and them, ears pinning back and a low growl erupting from his chest. You startle a bit, carefully burying your fingers around his scruff in case you need to grab him quickly.

“I’m guessing he doesn’t belong to either of you, then?” you ask.

One of the guys shakes his head. The other gives you an odd look. “He’s not yours?”

The dog barks, loud and rough. You shush him, explain the situation to the hikers. But the dog never stops rumbling and they quickly go on their way, keeping a wide berth.

You huff. “Don’t like men, huh?”

Poor thing. Maybe he was abandoned by a mean owner?

“S’alright, bud, I’ll be good to you.”

He follows you all the way back to your home. And when you open the door, shoulders right past you.

“Ah, shit,” you groan. “You weren’t supposed to come in!”

He gives you an almost betrayed look. You try not to huff in amusement.

“So help me, if you bring nasty things in this house I will shave you. Shave you. You’ll look so silly. Like an overgrown raw turkey.”

The dog turns, trots back to you. You didn’t realize just how big he is until he’s got his big paws on your shoulders. You blink, have to take a step back to brace against the weight of him. In his hind legs he’s taller than you. Really could pass for a pure bred wolf.

A big, rough tongue licks from your jaw to your forehead. You scrunch up your face but end up laying a kiss on his muzzle in return.

“Alright, you big nasty. Down you get.”

You shut and lock the door behind you, brushing leaves and dirt off.

“Okay, shower first,” you say aloud, already tugging off your clothes. “Then we’ll run into town, see if we can track down your family.”

You don’t mind the dog staring, unblinking, as you strip down right there, balling things up to avoid tracking a mess through the house. Nor do you mind him following you to the bathroom, though you do push at his snout when he licks the back of your knee. Just normal dog things, really. They don’t get people stuff like clothes or boundaries.

“Stay out of trouble, bud. I’ll be right out.”

As you wash up, you consider the merits of adopting. Only if you can’t find the dog’s actual family, that is. It’s lonely in your little house sometimes - and a bit spooky at night. A big, protective dog might be just the thing.

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birthday proposal | s.r. x fem!reader 2.3K

“okay, you ready to surprise daddy?” whispering to your little girl outside your bedroom door as you held onto a tray filled with breakfast food.

little annabeth’s hair was a bed head mess of curls as she nodded excitedly. her unicorn pajamas were a bit messed up, one pant leg tugged to her knee and her shirt had a syrup stain from helping in the kitchen, but you didn’t mind.

“be careful when you climb into bed, we don’t want to hurt him,” remaining the little one before pushing the silver door handle down and swinging it open.

annabeth rushed inside and climbed into the bed using the stepstool at the foot, her body slightly wobbling as the mattress sank under her feet before dropping to her knees and falling into spencer’s side.

he was facing your side of the bed, one arm stretched outward to your empty space then curling into your daughter’s small body. spencer inhaled deeply and groaned before slowly blinking his eyes open, lashes sticking together for a moment. his lips turned into a smile at the sight of annabeth staring into his eyes.

“good morning, bethie.” his voice thick from sleep as he shifted to lay on his back and pull annabeth onto his chest. he pecked many kisses upon her chubby cheeks and she high pitched giggled at the attack.

the snap of your phone drew spencer’s attention, “hi sweetheart.” staring at you lovingly while rubbing bethie’s back. you made quick work to change the new photo as your lock screen wallpaper then focused your attention back to your homemade breakfast.

“happy birthday, doctor spencer reid. whipped up some french toast and chocolate waffles paired with your sugar filled coffee. and our little bethie here suggested a lovely chocolate donut to celebrate. welcome to twenty-six, handsome.”

carefully you leaned in to kiss his forehead but spencer moved his head and managed to catch your lips onto his. you smiled into the kiss causing it to be more teeth and giggles then lips and tongue.

“me! me!” annabeth’s hands touched your face and you pulled away to see her staring at you, a small pout on her tiny face. “you want a kissy as well?” she nodded.

you swooped her up, pressing her to your chest and kissing her cheeks like spencer did earlier. “oh my sweet girl. wanna give daddy your present?” whispering in her ear. she got jumpy so you set her down and she dashed into the hall.

“she’s really proud of the gift,” telling spencer as you sat down with the tray balanced over your lap. spencer shuffled slowly into a sitting position, sliding his glasses along his nose as he leaned against the headboard. his baggy sleep shirt sliding off one shoulder.

you pressed a quick kiss to the freckled skin, “what would you like to do today?” running your fingers along the side of his head, smoothing some of the lumps in his hair.

before spencer could answer, your daughter came rushing back into the room holding a sage green gift bag. instead of heading for the steps she held her arms out for spencer to lean over and pick her up. “oh you’re getting so big already. i’m gonna put you in carbonite soon.” setting her on his lap with her back leaning on him.

“your silly, daddy.” giggling as she started to pull a little flip book. “i made this during craft time.”

spencer’s head looked over her small shoulders and you watched the two as you took a bite of french toast, damn you were good.

“it’s about how you’re the worlds bestest and smartest daddy in the world. you get the bad people to save the good people.” showing stick figure drawings of people, annabeth pointing out members of the team and then showing two others that were holding hands with a red heart between their heads.

“that’s you and mommy.” turning her head to look at spencer, waiting for a reaction. spencer’s hand stopped rubbing her stomach and his face was still, annabeth’s expression wobbled.

“do- do you like it, daddy?” you could see her eyes getting wet and you were bracing for a tantrum. then you looked at spencer and saw his eyes were teary, he took a deep swallow causing his adam’s apple to bop.

“i- i love it, honey. it’s the best gift ever.” kissing the crown of her head, matching brown locks. she perked up at the positive answer then grabbed for the bag again, “oh! one- one more. from me and mommy.”

it was a small jewelry box, big in the hands of the four year old. spencer’s slim fingers took the white box and slowly opened the top, a silver heart pendant was sitting on the satin cushion.

“open it,” speaking softly while spencer let his index finger trail over the cool metal. his looked at you and you jerked your chin forward, he let his nail find the seam and easily opened the heart. inside was a photo of you and annabeth, faces squished together both wearing dazzling smiles.

“so we’ll be with you no matter what. and look,” pulling spencer’s attention to your neck. a matching necklace resting on your deglución, you popped it open to show him a picture with him and your daughter. both of them laying in bed with her head on his chest as spencer read her a book.

“oh my best girls,” spencer cooed.

you waved him off, only cause your throat was getting tight and you didn’t want there to be waterworks before the cold breakfast was gone. “okay, why don’t you eat while annabeth and i get things ready. i kinda already planned something, but it’s all for you.” taking your daughter and leaving spencer with a kiss.

with it being october and three days from halloween, you tried to think of two activities spencer enjoys the most. foreign films and just halloween in general, so you managed to snag tickets for a screening of nosferatu in its original german language. annabeth is good with spooky media, but you’ll still cover her eyes when it gets too intense.

having styled your hair and applied your everyday makeup, you dressed in a black button up mini dress with a white long sleeve under and black sheer thermal thighs on your legs. adding white leg warmers you wore a pair of mary jane’s on your feet, a burgundy cardigan for extra warmth. pairing accessories of scattered rings, a bracelet spencer bought for your first anniversary, your heart necklace with ghost shaped earrings, and a cherry red coach bag you gifted yourself after graduating college.

annabeth picked out bits of her outfit and you did the rest. she wanted to wear her denim overalls so you pulled a black and orange striped long sleeve to wear underneath. she picked a pair of black converse and you knew spencer was gonna grab his own pair today, you made sure to bring a thick jacket for when the wind starts to pick up. you added small barrettes to pin some of her hair back for the finishing touch.

“you are so beautiful! just like mommy.”

you looked up to see spencer dressed and holding the empty breakfast tray. loose denim jeans hit his black converse, he wore a simple black t-shirt under a brown fuzzy zip up cardigan. his hair was a bit more styled but still held that shaggy appearance and he kept his glasses instead of switching to his contacts.

“oh you are just so handsome!” greeting him halfway, hands falling to his belt loops. “i could just eat you up,” only giving him a quick cheek kiss. needing to restrain yourself with your daughter around.

“are we all already for our big day?” mostly talking to your daughter as you buttoned up her jacket, giving a small tug to make sure it was secure.

she smiled widely, “yeah! movie day!” throwing her arms in the air. you copied her enthusiasm, “spooky movie!”

spencer bent behind your daughter and wrapped his long arms around her body, twisting her around so she can hold onto his neck and he can hold under her bottom. “will you be okay watching something scary? we don’t want you getting bad dreams.” hiking her up a little higher. her little legs swung, “you’ll chase them away for me.” tucking her head into his neck after her reply.

spencer sweetly pressed a kiss to her temple as he rubbed her back, “you’ll always be safe with me.”

“alright my pretties, off we go!” ushering your trio out into the world and towards the subway station. annabeth was used to the noise and fast pace of the crowded station, the train cars swaying kept her in a comfortable nap for the twenty minute ride to your destination.

“do you have any place in mind for dinner? i could always make something but i baked a cake and that breakfast took all my good mojo from me.” chatting beside spencer as the three of you stood outside the old theater, a long line of people holding their tickets out.

annabeth was still snuggled into spencer and you had your arms threaded through his elbow as you rested on his bicep. “why don’t we go to that one diner? there’s that older waitress that loves bethie, we haven’t seen her in a while.”

you smiled, “sounds like a plan.”

when the movie was playing spencer mostly translated for annabeth and you mostly just watched him, not caring about the black and white vampire movie. your boyfriend and daughter were the best people in your world, you could watch them for hours and never grow tired of their similar personalities.

she was still young, but you could tell her brain was slowly developing into one like spencer’s. her preschool teachers say she’s different to the other kids. and you take pride in that, not the concerned way most people expect.

walking down the street, both of you on each side of your little girl, her smaller hands in your larger hands annabeth was talking about a friend of hers. spencer stayed engaged, nodding and humming or asking questions about her favorite lunch snack. you only spoke when either talked directly to you, their voices warming your heart.

“ms. sanchez!” annabeth yelled in the mildly busy diner. the older lady turned to the entrance, smiled then walked away from the counter with her arms open. “oh! little annie, it’s been too long.”

spencer helped bring his daughter in the ladies hug, both of them smiled brightly and hugged onto each other familiarly. annabeth pointed at spencer, “it’s my daddy’s birthday!” she’s been telling many people that today, spencer’s been rosy cheeked from all the attention.

ms. sanchez gasped, “well happy birthday, mr. reid. let’s get the three of you a booth in the back.” little annabeth squealed in joy at the mention of a booth.

you got a sandwich, spencer a salad, and annabeth a child’s burger meal. you kept sneaking fries from her plate, you know she wouldn’t finish them anyway. ms. sanchez came back to your booth with a chocolate brownie topped with vanilla ice cream when coming to pick up your plates.

“dinner is on me,” the older lady insisted when spencer kept reassuring her that it wasn't needed. “for my best customers,” she said when carrying away her dish bin.

“give this to ms. sanchez. and flash your eyes, don't take no for an answer,” pulling a hundred dollar bill from your wallet and rolling it into annabeth’s baby fist. she scurried towards the bar top and called out her name, she tried placing the bill in her apron, but she was a bit too short.

you saw ms. sanchez’s reaction and how she tried pushing her away but then she took a deep sigh, stuffed the bill away and bent down to hug your daughter.

“ms. sanchez said she’s angry with both of you,” annabeth pouted as spencer carried her back to the train station. you both chuckled, “she meant it teasingly, honey. if she didn’t sound upset it was a joke.” spencer reassured her.

the sun had set and the temperature dropped with it, spencer held annabeth close. he kept a hand pressed to her neck so she slept soundly for the trek home, you pressed a kiss to her head when at a crosswalk.

“did you enjoy your birthday?” looking over to spencer as you both waited for your train to pull in. he kept a slight bounce to his hold, “best birthday ever.” he confirmed and smiled dreamily at you.

“i got a surprise for you at home,” making quick mention of it a block from the apartment. you furrowed your brows at that, “surprise? why do i get one and how’d you manage one when you’ve been gone all day?” taking the cobble steps slowly to not shake them.

“i’ve had it hidden away for a while, now felt like the right time.” staying mysterious as spencer walked down the hall to annabeth’s bedroom first and then you heard him walking around before coming back to the living room where you sat waiting on the worn suede couch.

spencer kept his hands behind his back, “whatcha hiding, mister?” stretching out an arm to grasp onto the hem of his shirt and tug him closer. you looked up at him, big open eyes watching as he licked his lips. you kissed his clothed abdomen, “you okay?” concerned at his quiet nature.

he moved his arms in front of him and held a black velvet jewelry box, your eyes watching as he snapped it open to reveal a pastel pink gemstone sitting on a silver band. you couldn’t help your gasp.

“will you marry me?” voice meek and uncertain. spencer was nervous, and you were too quiet.

you stood from the couch and cupped his cheeks, pulling him closer until you were a breath away to answer, “always.”

[luvtak]

mr. sandman, bring me a dream

✧ pairing 7 dream x reader

✧ genre/tw fluff fluffy fluff fluff, what i think dating them would be like <3 an embarrassing amount of run-on sentences i'm sure.... the dreamies being the most perfect boyfriends to exist, mostly unedited

✧ w/c 2293 (about 300 words each!!)

✧ a/n back to my roots writing for nct... also,,, not the dreamies being my ult group but my last group to do these headcanons for :/ i have so much fun writing these little ideas and dreams about them let me know if you want more!

MARK truly the definition of wrapped around your finger… tells everyone about you every day of his life. Smiles at everything you say and calls you the cutest names. Makes sure everyone knows that you’re taken for life–no ifs about it. Tells you about his whole day, down to the most unimportant details. Kisses you all around your face and gets red seeing you so flustered. Constantly saying the worst pickup lines. Always always makes time for you even with his busy schedule. Talks to your family on the phone and becomes best friends with your siblings. Lets you win during video games and pretends that you’re just so much better than him. Never comes empty-handed–if you invite him over he’s bringing some sort of present he can’t help it. Wraps you up in at least three layers when it looks a little cold outside. Starts bringing up ideas for a Halloween couple’s costume in January. Celebrates your birthdays and accomplishments like his own. Holds you close to him in any moment of rest, the members are around? He’s only bringing you in closer. I’m sorry to say this, but he is definitely one of those people who refer to you as a “we”... “we watched that movie last week!” or “sorry, we can’t come, we have plans.” Would never even think about fighting with you and when it can’t be avoided, he is always the first to apologize. Walks around draped over you, his neck falling onto your shoulder and clumsily shuffling you along. Steals your phone to take silly pictures of himself, and you end up having 500 selfies of Mark making the same five kissy faces. Fixes your clothes/jewelry/hair as the day takes its toll. Kisses your wrist whenever you hold hands. Lovely and forever committed to giving you the sweetest existence possible.

RENJUN  My angel boy<3 would be the most loving boyfriend if you’re able to get past him giving you sm attitude. Lovingly scolds you 24/7 365. Pouts if you don’t say you love him back or forget to kiss him before you leave. Steals your sweaters and jewelry. Makes you laugh so hard you cry, then kisses the tears away. Has the worst case of cute aggression when he see’s you like he can’t help but take a bite out of you. Whenever you ask him to do something he’ll roll his eyes and scoff but still gets up to do it anyway. Says your name so sweetly and with so much love it could be a term of endearment. Sings to you when you’re sad. Holds you so tight when you sleep, like he could absorb you into his own skin. Carries a picture of you in his wallet everywhere he goes. Gets genuinely annoyed when other people know something about you that he didn’t–wants to know everything, especially the embarrassing stuff. Acts of service king, does things for you and expects nothing but a kiss in return. Gives you the first bite of his food. Forehead kisses 100% of the time. Extremely tenderhearted, wants to be loved and love in return with nothing holding him back. Knows your schedule down to a T. Shakes his head at every joke you tell, but still grants you a laugh. Kisses you slowly and earnestly even if theres people around. Drops the most earth-shattering confessions of love at random moments and just expects you to move on. Matching accessories are a must!! And he will be ready to break up if your forget it one day (we have seen how he is with the dreamies friendship rings). Wraps himself completely around you when no one is around, and stays that way until one of you has to get up. Loves completely and wholeheartedly and is a perfect perfect boy. 

JENO Shy and perpetually flustered, cannot believe he got you fr. Alternates between the cockiest boy you’ve ever met and the most oblivious creature around. Is so in awe of you, cannot get over you choosing him. A big baby of a boyfriend. Body slouched over yours at all times. Tells everyone it isn’t obvious how unbelievably whipped he is for you than giggles when you call him a pet name. Loves when you fawn over him lol, would feel so good about himself when you laugh at his jokes or wear an outfit because he said you looked pretty in it. Definitely the kind of boy who gets you a necklace with his initials on it. Is somehow even more smiley when you’re around. His love language is 100% acts of service–helping you with chores and making dinner, he desperately wants to wash your hair and help take your makeup off. Always takes you home himself and makes you call him before you go to bed. Kisses you all over when you’re sad and squeezes you so tight you can’t breathe. Puts his lips right over your ear and whispers so you can hear him in loud places, sometimes telling terrible jokes to see you laugh. Constantly on the phone with you–will get yelled at by his members and staff to focus on his schedule. Takes you on long drives and lets you have the aux the whole time, smiles even when he hates the song.  Snuggles up to you and has you in an iron grip all night; wakes up periodically to tell you to stop wiggling. Literally a broken record of “oh my s/o would like this!” and “you would never believe what my s/o told me…” Tucks you into his sweater when you’re cold and always carries extra clothes because he knows you’ll forget. Could never hide his feelings for you, it’s written all over–hairbands and your favorite snacks in his cabinets. Is so so so in love with you, and would never even think about being embarrassed of it. <3

HAECHAN Sweet as cherry pie. Silly and charming and the kindest boy you know. Lives his life attached to you, hands on your hips and kisses pressed everywhere he can reach. Never goes a day without telling you he loves you in the most sickeningly sweet ways possible. Listens to every word you say, goes as far as telling other people to be quiet so he can hear you better. Serenades you with the most obnoxious renditions of love songs and coos when you make faces at him. Teases you endlessly–tickles and jokes and ridiculous nicknames, but would never let anyone else make a joke at your expense. Sleeps fully on top of you, head pressed under your chin and hands slipped under your sleep shirt. Celebrates you and your relationship with all of him, always the loudest voice singing happy birthday and the prettiest flowers congratulating you for an achievement at work or school. Speaks to you so softly and with so much compassion you almost get whiplash when you see him around the dreamies. Brings home sweet treats and little keepsakes from his day out. Will watch a movie or listen to a new song and note all the parts you’d like so he can play it for you later and speak to you about it. Unbelievably protective, not in a toxic way, but he wants so much to be able to take care of you and keep you safe–hand pressed on your back while you walk through crowds, and his hand protecting you from hitting your head as you get in the car. Has lists of important days in his notes app, cataloging gifts he could get you and your order at all your favorite restaurants. The perfect silly boyfriend, caring and lovely and everything you need

JAEMIN Marry this man. Has been committed and steadfast in his dedication to you since you met. Extremely serious when it comes to your heart and your feelings. The first to say I love you or to apologize after a fight–would never raise his voice at you or say things he didn’t mean. Is always feeding you, either a complete meal that took him an hour to make or the most perfect bowl of ramyeon you’ve ever had. Constantly sending you pictures of the cats. LOVES pda–kisses you in front of everyone and laughs when they groan, cuddles with you on the practice room couch, and rolls his eyes when the dreamies gag. Always kisses you with soft hands on your cheeks and the prettiest smile. Buys you a keepsake from everywhere they go on tour and gives it to you in a huge suitcase and will not feel ashamed in the slightest. Somehow finds out how to bring you up in every conversation, “oh they really like this song” or “thats actually their favorite movie you know…” you would truly never have to worry about anything with this man, he’s gonna take care of everything, a future airport dad if i’ve ever seen one. Sends tiktoks of cute animals and pouts if you don’t like them right away. Buys you silly sweatshirts and phonecases and demands you wear them proudly as a symbol of his everlasting love. Out of all of the boys, I feel like he is the most likely to give you a promise ring, and in my heart, I know he would have his name engraved on the inside–a quiet confession only the two of you know about. Sleeps directly on top of you, I just know it… holds onto you in every crowd. So many conversations between little kisses and I love yous. Always carries your things, whether it be a bag or shoes that got too uncomfortable his hands are open and ready whenever you need them. The most perfect boy in the world, and whose surprised? 

CHENLE truly your best friend in the entire world, f2l in its entirety… would roast you every minute of every day but if anyone else even dared he is shutting that shit down right away. His arm has a permanent residence on your waist. Giggles at you when you’re annoyed at him but apologizes anyway. Makes you watch him play basketball at 11 pm and laughs when you say you're cold and sleepy, but takes you home right away. Will kiss you in front of anyone–loves it when you get all shy and flustered. Always trying to give you expensive presents and rolling his eyes when you tell him to reign it in. dog dates with Daegal!!! Talks about you so causally that the dreamies didn’t realize you were his girlfriend until he kissed you goodbye, and they were all so dumbfounded. Will watch anything if you like it and will tell you it sucked with a smile on his face before kissing you as an apology. Huge bouquets for any anniversary or birthday. Wraps his arms around you and rocks you around, whispering sweet words that he’d deny if you told anyone about. Stares at you 24/7 and gives you his 100-watt smile. Goes out of his way to help you–buys your groceries, helps wash your hair, picks you up, and takes you wherever you need to go–but always denies it. Begs you to wear his clothes, bonus points if it’s something that has his name on it, or some nct merch. Has an iron grip on your hand at any given point and giggles when you try to get free. Will listen to literally anything you tell him. Smiles into kisses and sighs when you pull away. Is so domestic and lovely in everything he does, even if sometimes he is the biggest menace. 

JISUNG so so so shy, truly does not know how to have a s/o in public lmao. When you’re alone he’s the cutest most confident boy in the world but as soon as there is another person around he does not know you. He makes it obvious that it's just because he’s awkward, but sometimes you definitely do have to tell him to stop being a weirdo and to hold your hand. Constantly makes fun of people with you and is always ready to hear some hot goss. Is always listening to you–even if everyone in the room is talking over you, he will be looking at you with his full attention and urging you to go on. Laughs at everything you say even if it's not funny. Kisses your cheek every morning first thing, and thinks you look so cute cuddled up into the covers. Piggy-backs you everywhere: you drank a little too much or it's too early… up you go! You being comfortable and happy is his priority in any situation, and if anyone including himself is disrupting that he is dealing with it immediately. Whether that means complaining to one of hyungs to help him or going straight to the source of the issue, he’s going to try and help you, even if it’s not like him to speak up for himself–you’re the most important thing to him. Tries to teach you nct dances and gets unbearable secondhand embarrassment when he sees you mess up. Almost exposes your relationship once a month. Is wrapped around you every single moment you’re alone, even if it’s just for a second–someone leaves the room? Jisung is suddenly fully enveloping you. Thinks pda is so embarrassing but would try so hard to be more openly affectionate with you. Blushes to his roots when you sweet talk him no matter how long you’ve been together. Kisses your hands when it’s cold outside and wouldn’t even think about giving you anything of his if you needed it. The sweetest, shyest boy, and so wonderful–loving him and being loved in return would be the loveliest gift.

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✨Sebastian Sallow spicy alphabet

These are my spicy headcanons for Sebastian when he's in a loving and committed relationship (aged up to 18+, obviously.) Based on how I imagine and write him in most of my spicy oneshots (ie a needy boi 🤭)

🍭 If you're looking for something more wholesome, I also wrote a Sebastian Sallow fluff alphabet.

🦋 A/N: all headcanons are valid, even if yours differ completely to mine.

A - Aftercare: what they’re like after sex.

Let me preface this by saying that Sebastian goes so hard and gives so much that afterwards, he's practically a boneless, wordless jellyfish man. So, while he makes sure you're okay, he mostly only has energy enough to pull you close and give you a little kissy on the head before he passes out.

B - Body part: their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s.

Since Sebastian was touch-starved and denied affection for so long, his favourite body part is his hands: touching you grounds him in reality and reminds him that you're real. He likes the versatility of his hands and the way he can coax so many different reactions from you depending on how and where he touches you. His hands are strong but his fingers are dexterous and nimble, and he uses this to his full advantage, either by caressing you as gently as if you're made of eggshells, brushing your head back from your face, tracing your lips with his thumb — or by pinning your wrists firmly above your head, making you come apart with just his fingers alone or holding you so tightly against him you can't move an inch.

His favourite body part (as I mentioned in my fluff alphabet) is your face. Watching your expressions when he's pleasuring you really gets him off. Pressing your foreheads together, breathing the same breath, intense eye contact all drive him insane.

C - Cum: anything to do with cum, basically.

Sex is a practise in vulnerability for Sebastian, so coming inside you and giving you a part of himself is the ultimate form of intimacy. He gets off on the thought of you carrying some of him inside you, and loves the feeling of you milking him dry when you come together.

D - Dirty secret: pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs.

He is needy. On the surface, Sebastian presents himself as this confident, charming assertive guy — and, generally speaking, he is; but when it comes to you, he's often so overwhelmed by the intensity of his feelings that he can't control himself. Being intimate with you goes beyond physical desire, its how he expresses his love in the most pure and vulnerable way he knows how, trusting that when he bares his soul to you, you'll accept and cherish it every time. As a result, he's often at your mercy, begging you to hold him together while he falls apart for you.

E - Experience: how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?

Before you, Sebastian had a little bit of experience, but he'd never been intimate with someone he truly loved, so your first time together really threw him off his game. However, he is incredibly observant, a fast learner and a very enthusiastic student, so he quickly learns what you like best.

F - Favorite position: this goes without saying.

Face to face. Whether it's missionary, straddling his lap, or pressed up against a wall, Sebastian craves that emotional connection as much as he does the physical. He goes crazy for eye contact during sex and loves having you moan and whimper into his mouth.

G - Goofy: are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.

Sex, in Sebastian's opinion, is one of the most fun experiences a person can ever partake in. Laughing, tickling or being silly together usually ends in love making. If you try a new position and it doesn't work, or he attempts talking dirty and it comes out cringe, the two of you will quickly descend into fits of giggles. You have definitely laughed him out of you on several occasions.

H - Hair: how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.

Quite honestly, Sebastian likes the way he looks naked, and takes pride in his body, so he'd keep things neat and tidy but without going overboard. Natural, but groomed.

I - Intimacy: how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect.

Though he's not a "typically" romantic person, Sebastian loves you more than anything or anyone in the world and expresses this most openly in the way he holds you close, kisses you, watches in awe when you fall apart for him. When words fail him, he lets his body speak — and boy does it speak.

J - Jack off: masturbation headcanon.

This boys sex drive is off the freakin charts, lol. He wakes up most mornings with an erection, and if he can't be with you, he's imagining being with you (and this happens a lot, usually at very inconvenient times). He is rather progressive when it comes to sexual health, especially for the time he's living in; having read a lot of anatomy and sexual health books (nicked from the Restricted Section, of course), he doesn't feel any shame about his sexuality, and in fact believes that masturbation is perfectly natural and healthy. In fact, if he tries to deny his urges, he finds he is less productive, more prone to frustrated outbursts, and has difficulty focusing on tasks.

K - kink: one or more of their kinks.

Praise. Sebastian loves to be told he's doing a good job. Calling him a good boy will basically short circuit his brain, but it doesn't matter whether the praise comes verbally or in the form of a mind-shattering orgasm; as long as he knows he's doing a good job, he's a very happy boy.

L - Location: favorite places to do the do.

Honestly, anywhere. He is obsessed with you, and when he needs you — he needs you. As long as he can get you away from prying eyes, he'll do it anywhere.

M - Motivation: what turns them on, gets them going?

Let's face it, it doesn't take much to get Sebastian going — just the thought of you alone is enough to turn him on — but he does especially like it when you're feeling passionate about something, whether you're fervidly telling him off for something, and your face is all cute and red from anger, or if you're rambling about something you absolutely love, or excited about something you've achieved, that spark is something that never fails to drive him crazy with lust.

N - No: something they wouldn’t do, turn offs.

While Sebastian is certainly an intense lover, he doesn't like pain-play or restriction (hands, airways, etc, either his or yours). Anything that makes him feel like he has no control over the situation tends to trigger his trauma responses and leads to anxiety. Given all this past traumas, he only wants to bring pleasure, and can't handle the thought of causing more pain or discomfort to someone he loves.

O - Oral: preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.

Since he's so obsessed with your face, Sebastian looooves when you give him head and he can watch how pretty you look when you're on your knees for him. Making direct eye contact will drive him absolutely feral.

In return, he loves using his mouth on you —particularly when you're already overstimulated. and he uses his tongue to slowly coax out another shuddering orgasm.

P - Pace: are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.

He likes to think he can take it slow, and usually he starts off with slow and sensual intentions: face kisses, lingering touches, long looks — but he loses himself in you so quickly that before long, he's just a sweaty, groaning sex machine. Hes got stamina though, so even when he's going hard, he's in for the long haul.

Q - Quickie: their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.

Though he prefers longer sessions where he can take his time with you, he's not exactly known for his patience, and if he's feeling needy enough, he will definitely take the opportunity to take you quickly.

R - Risk: are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.

As mentioned, anything that borders on painful or restrictive is a hard no for him; he just can't take pleasure from "hurting" you, even if its only for play. He does, however, love experimenting with different positions, relishing in all the ways he can use his body to make you come. Being so hungry for knowledge, he reads a lot of sexy books and loves to test

S - Stamina: how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?

Sebastian isn't satisfied until you've come at least twice, but will always strive for three or four rounds. He loves sex, he loves having sex with you, and he feels an incredible sense of pride and accomplishment when he makes you feel good. So much so, that he tends to get carried away, and sometimes you have to settle him down so you can recover.

T - Toys: do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?

Anything an object can do, Sebastian can do better. Or at least, that's his motto, and he'll live and die by it. He won't deny you if you want to experiment with toys, but he'd prefer to rely on his own faculties to bring you pleasure.

U - Unfair: how much they like to tease.

Leading up to it, Sebastian will tease you and flirt with you like an absolute fiend, whispering dirty things into your ear or teasing your inner thighs under a table, but as soon as you're touching him, he loses all resolve. He's putty in your hands; he simply can't resist you or hold himself back. Tease you all he wants, but orgasm denial is not a term he understands when he finally has you.

V - Volume: how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.

Sebastian's the type to moan in your ear, or whimper into the crook of your neck, or plead desperately into your mouth. He's vocal, but he's quiet about it (and usually incomprehensible).

W - Wild card: a random headcanon for the character.

Sebastian doesn't drink. Given his infatuation with the dark arts, his obsessive tendencies and the impulsivity that lead to the death of his uncle, he avoids anything that will comprise the full control of his mind and body.

X - X-ray: let's see what’s going on under those clothes.

He's freckled all over, tall (somewhere around 6ft), lean but lightly muscular. He's got nice broad shoulders, lovely upright posture, and toned forearms with all those yummy veins. He's not particularly long, but he's thick.

Y - Yearning: how high is their sex drive?

If it were physically possible, he'd probably never stop, especially when it's with you — the person he loves with his entire being.

Z - Zzz: how quickly they fall asleep afterwards.

Immediately, lol. Sometimes while he's still on top of you, depending on the intensity and duration of the session, but he always looks so blissed out and happy that you don't mind.

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diorama , geto suguru

x fem!reader ! suggestive, morning after some activities in bed, geto is probably 20-ish?, can be read as a timeskip to flatline because i said so, extended kissies, lazily proofread

author's note: i've been thinking about this for a while, but i was like "it would be my first time doing something suggestive..." so i was hesitant but oh well!

i repeat, suggestive!!!!

it's sore.

whatever's not covered by the blankets, it's sore. your eyes slowly open from the minimum sunlight outside, a familiar smell of him filling your nose. the room was slightly stuffy, the barely open window doing little to clear out the air from last night, but you didn't mind. if anything, you liked it.

your muscles are reluctant to move, yet you force them to, lifting your head up from the pillow. your hair was still down and messy, disturbing your vision, but you blow the loose strands away. though the air is stuffy, it was cold, being the middle of winter. usually you'd get hot under sheets, but the lack of clothing would explain the chill.

you let your eyes travel over to the other side of the mattress, the sight of geto's back with light red marks scraped across greeting you. only for a second do you admire, before shuffling over so you're closer. "suguru?" you whisper.

he's always been a light sleeper. "mm?" geto hums back to you, an obvious rasp in his voice.

"you've got marks on your back." your index finger traces over one of the longer lines, feeling his warm skin. "gonna need to keep it covered."

with a small sigh, he turns over to lay on his back, his forearm covering his eyes. "i wonder where those came from... having the culprit look out for me like that..." he mumbles.

"i didn't mean to..."

"i know. i don't mind." his tone remains soft and low, and you take the time to really gaze at him; at his hair spread around on the mattress, at his side profile perfect enough to be in a museum. he sure is pretty.

you toy at the end of a bundle of hair, twisting it between your fingers. "your hair is long."

"you didn't know?"

"i did. it just looks longer like this..." you move your finger closer to his roots and lift your hand, watching as the silky strands slowly drop from your finger. "...when it's down... are you gonna let it grow?"

"mhm. no plans on cutting it anytime soon." his arm shifts, just enough for a few strands to fall from his forehead to join the rest of the group on the mattress.

silence, and for quite a while too. you really didn't have much to say afterwards. your stare doesn't seize, and you wait for him to talk first, because you could tell he's got something on his mind. "i know this might sound weird," he starts off. "but i've always wanted to do that with you, whatever happened last night."

"why wait so long after graduation then?"

"i didn't want to do something i'd regret."

"you'd regret doing it with me?"

"no... i'd regret rushing into it so young." finally, he removes his hand from his eyes, but his gaze remains fixed on the ceiling. "especially with you. i'd never want to rush anything with you." he pauses for a moment. "i barely understood my own feelings at the time. i loved you, yes, but... i wanted there to be more depth first. and, you know, some... stuff happened."

"so you love me now?"

"i've always loved you. don't be silly." a small smile appears on his lips.

you lightly chuckle, shuffling just that little bit closer to him. it's obvious that his eyes are tracing around your features, specifically around your lips for mysterious reasons, but it doesn't feel uncomfortable. you like his gaze. casually, your hand moves from his hair to his lips, your middle finger running over the bottom. "can i kiss you?" some urges can't be resisted.

for a minute, he remains still, but he does answer. "of course."

you really shouldn't hesitate, considering the amount of trust you put into him, but you just can't help it. geto's eyes are filled with tenderness and reassurance, carefully draping your thigh over his body, yet giving you enough space to pull away if you really wanted to. how can you hesitate if you're the one who asked for it?

you lean down to press your lips against his. the kiss is so gentle, almost hesitant in its movements. they're soft. faintly chapped from the lack of moisture, but they're still soft. his hand shifts once again, this time moving up to rest against your lower back, his long slender fingers gliding around your skin before planting flat onto the center.

a shiver leisurely thrums down your spine, and the sound of your racing heart fills your ears. his hand on your back keeps ahold of you, the other moving to the back of your knee, making sure that you don't pull away as he slightly tips his head to the side, allowing the kiss to deepen just a bit.

from the gesture, a small mumble simmers through your lips, and he takes that as an initiative to wrap his arms around you, turning the two of you over. his hands slide upwards, intertwining with yours and pressing them against the mattress. and right when his lips were going to connect to your neck...

he pulls away.

"you should rest up..." he whispers, sounding more like he was talking to himself than you. almost as if he was rushing or rather avoiding you, he gets out of bed. you can only watch as he gathers up littered clothes on the floor, dumping them off into a hamper. after the quick cleaning session, he digs through his closet, pulling out a random black hoodie and sweatpants.

was he planning on going somewhere?

as he feeds his arms through his hoodie, but gives you a glance before pulling it over his head. "how are you feeling?"

"a bit sore."

"need some painkillers?"

"no. 'm fine." you sit up, pulling the covers up to your chest and laying your hand flat on it. the room really was cold, and slight goosebumps formed on your skin, but you didn't notice. "you're going to leave?"

while tying up his hair into a low, messy bun, he sighs. "not for long. i'll come back. just getting some stuff for you, like painkillers."

"i already said i didn't need them..." you mumble to yourself. you can't even be mad though; geto's always been that kind of guy. always ignoring your words when you say you don't need something. it fills you with butterflies all the time. "how long will it take?"

before he opens the door, fingers grabbing the handle, he gives you a sweet smile, his eyes closed like how a cat's would. "don't worry. i'll be back as quick as i can, okay?" he walks over to the window and closes it, and then exits the room.

you knew you didn't need to ask him 'really?' or 'are you sure?', because geto always sticks to his promises.

[foreverisntenough]

--------- My tiny one shot below for you 🤍

'Marshmallows*'

3.2k words | Trent Alexander-Arnold x Reader | Warning: Smut! MDNI

↳ You're watching a film in the cinema with your kids when your baby Tate asks for hot chocolate. Whilst looking for marshmallows in your pantry Trent joins you to help but more things happen than just finding the sweet.

Other ForeverIsntEnough One Shots

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It was one of those perfect winter nights where everything felt wrapped in a blanket of warmth, despite the biting chill outside. The cinema was dimly lit, the only light coming from the glow of the television and the flickering flames from the fireplace. The cozy crackle of the fire added to the comfort of the room, while the soft murmur of the movie kept everyone’s attention, each child lost in their own little world of blankets and pillows.

Teddy, just had turned seven years old, had nestled herself beside Marcel, giggling at something he whispered to her. They both looked so content, her little legs curled under her, Marcel leaned in as if he was her age, completely involved in whatever silly joke they shared. On the floor, Theo and Tyde were sprawled out, blankets half on, half off, their eyes glued to the screen. Tyde was almost falling asleep, his eyelids growing heavier by the minute, while Theo, as always, had a little extra energy, kicking his legs absentmindedly as he watched the movie.  Tate, your baby boy, was tucked into your lap, wrapped in the softness of your embrace and the thick blanket you had pulled over both of you. His freshly braided hair smelled sweet as you kissed the top of his head. He wiggled a little, getting comfortable, and then looked up at you with those big, doe eyes—the same ones his daddy had. 

"Mama… I have hot chocklate, pleabs?" he asked in the softest voice, his words gentle and full of that innocence only he could have. Before you could answer, Theo piped up from the floor, raising his hand like he was in school.

"Can I have some too, Mummy?" He asked, his eyes mirroring Trent’s just like Tates.  You chuckled softly, realizing you were now on the hook for not one but multiple cups of hot chocolate. You glanced around the room, sure enough, Teddy was giving you a hopeful look, her eyes just the same. Even Marcel, with a mischievous grin, was watching you with raised eyebrows, acting as if he was one of them. You shook your head in amusement.

"With mellows mama, pleabs." Tyde yawned rolling dramtically onto his side.

"I suppose I’m making hot chocolate for everyone, huh?" you said, laughing as you ran your hand over Tate’s hair gently. Trent, who had been watching you with that same soft smile he always wore when he looked at his family, sat up a little and turned to the room. 

"Okay, okay, everybody, what do we say?" His voice was playful but firm, encouraging a chorus of manners. In unison, all of your babies chimed in—Teddy, Theo, and even little Tyde who was starting to doze off—"Thank you, Mummy!" You let your eyes flutter closed appreciating the fact that your babies were using their manners. Marcel echoed a ‘Thank you, Mummy’ of his own in an exaggerated tone, causing the kids to burst out in giggles.

"Alright, alright," you said with a grin, untangling yourself gently from Tate’s little body as you prepared to get up. "Seven cups of hot chocolate it is." You rolled your eyes affectionately, feeling the warmth of their gratitude and the lightheartedness filling the room. But before you could full get up, Trent slid over from his spot on the sofa, taking your hand and pulling you back down gently, his eyes twinkling with that familiar playfulness. 

 "Let me help, beautiful. You’re not doing this all by yourself." He planted a quick kiss on your cheek after speaking. You shook your head rejecting him cupping his face and kissing his forehead before kissing Tates. When you had made it to the kitchen, you found yourself feeling a bit stuck as you searched the pantry for the marshmallows that were requested. As you began feeling more and more flustered that you couldn't find them, Trent quietly slipped in behind you. His presence was comforting as always, and when you turned to tell him you had it covered, your pout gave away how frustrated you really were. Trent saw right through it, a soft smile tugging at his lips.

"Can't find something, hmm?" he asked, his voice low, but there was a teasing glint in his eyes. As you rummaged through the pantry, searching for marshmallows that if you couldn’t find would without a doubt stir up questions from the four, no probably five kids back in the cinema. Trent’s voice sent a shiver down your spine as he leant casually against the pantry door, his frame filling the space with a seductive presence. His brown eyes sparkling with mischief, and a playful smile plays on his tanned, handsome face. You couldn’t help but feel a surge of desire as his intense gaze travels down your body, taking in your own figure.

"Just these pesky marshmallows," you replied with a sigh feigning a deeper frustration because at the moment you were mildly relishing the opportunity to spend some time alone with him. "Tyde asked and now they seem to have vanished into thin air. I swear, the marshmallows were here last week." You huffed playfully. He chuckled, stepping closer, and before you could protest, you heard the quiet click of the pantry door locking behind him. Your eyes widened in surprise, and you turned to face him fully. "T," you whispered, a laugh escaping your lips as you glanced at the door. "What are you doing?" You asked. It really was his plan to come and help but the way your body was stretched reaching up to shelves, the way your t shirt clung to your body, the whole thing was sexier than he anticipated. He didn't answer right away. Instead, he slid his arms around your waist and pulled you flush against him, his body warm, strong, and familiar. His eyes twinkled with that mischievous look that always made your heart race, even after all these years.

"You work too hard," he murmured, his lips brushing your forehead, sending a shiver down your spine. "Making hot chocolate for seven people... trying to keep everything perfect." His hands gently traced down to the small of your back, holding you close as his voice softened. "I just want to make sure you're okay, too." You smiled up at him, feeling the warmth of his embrace, but there was something more in his gaze tonight-something playful. He leaned down, his lips ghosting over yours in a way that made your heart skip a beat. His voice was lower now, huskier. "Maybe I can help you find those marshmallows..."

"Oh, is that what this is about?" you teased, but your hands instinctively found their way to his chest, your fingers lightly tracing the lines of his muscles. You laughed softly, shaking your head.

"Maybe," he whispered, his lips barely brushing against yours. Trent grinned, one hand sliding up your back, his fingers tangling in your hair. "Or maybe it's about making sure you know how much I love you." The pantry felt like a world away from the cozy chaos of the cinema as the moment between you deepened. For a second, you forgot about the hot chocolate, the kids, and the fact that you were in a pantry. Trent had a way of making everything else fade away when he looked at you like that. Your breath caught as he leaned in, finally closing the small gap between you, his lips capturing yours in a slow, lingering kiss. His touch was gentle, but there was an undeniable intensity in the way he held you, like he couldn't get enough. When he pulled back just enough to meet your eyes, his forehead rested against yours. “You're so amazing, you know that?" He whispered. You smiled, feeling your heart swell with love for this man.

 "I'm just trying to keep up," you said softly. He kissed you again, this time a little longer, a little deeper, making your knees weak. When he finally let go, his lips curled into that signature playful grin. 

"Well, I think I just found what you were looking for," he said, glancing behind you. You turned, expecting to see the marshmallows, but instead, your eyes landed on nothing. You glanced back at him, confused, but Trent's grin only widened. "Not the marshmallows, beautiful.” He clarified, pulling you back into his arms. "You." You laughed, swatting his chest playfully. 

“I’ll feel so bad if I can’t find them.” You pouted feeling defeated.  

“I might have a solution to make you feel better," Trent said, his voice dropping an octave, sending a delicious thrill through your body. With a swift movement, he stepped into you further, closing the distance between your bodies that had opened up. His hands gently cupped your cheeks, and he leant in again, his warm breath tickling your ear. "Let me take care of you, right here, right now." Your heart pounded in anticipation as Trent’s words send a rush of heat between your thighs. You'd always been a sucker for his cheeky charm and his insatiable appetite for pleasure. The idea of being taken by him in this very moment, in this intimate space, ignited a fire within you. Suddenly you found yourself in a rare moment of alone time and you were more than happy to take advantage of.

"Oh, really?" you manage to whisper, your voice hoarse with desire. "And what did you have in mind, T, baby?” You smirked. Trent’s hands slide down your neck, tracing the sensitive skin, making you shiver. 

"Something hot, just for us," he murmured, his lips brushing against your earlobe, sending electric shocks through your body. "Something to make you forget all about those marshmallows." Without waiting for a response, he lifted your top, his warm hands gliding over your bare skin, cupping your heavy breasts, thumbs teasing your hardening nipples through the lace of your bra. "You feel so fucking good," he growls, his breath was hot on your neck as he kneaded and squeezed your sensitive flesh. "I love how responsive you still are to my touch, baby.” Trent cooed. 

"Please, T," you begged, your voice breathless. "I need more." You moaned softly, arching into his touch, your hands reaching back to grip his strong back, urging him closer. In response, he unhooked your bra with nimble fingers, freeing your tits. He bent down, taking a taut nipple into his warm mouth, sucking and teasing it with his tongue, while his hands continued to explore your body, stroking and caressing your sensitive skin. Trent turned you around, pressing your body against the pantry shelves, the various packages and boxes digging slightly into your front momentarily, adding a delicious pinch of pain to the growing pleasure.

"You're so wet f’me already," he whispered against your skin, his fingers dipping beneath the waistband of your joggers, stroking your moist folds through the thin fabric of your panties. "I can feel how much you want me. Have you been thinking about me, baby?” He mused.

"Yeah, baby, I need you. Miss you so much," you gasped, your head falling back against his shoulder as his skilled fingers found your aching clit, circling and rubbing it through the damp material. "I want you so bad. Please fuck me, right here, right now." He chuckled, the vibrations of his laughter against your skin sent shivers down your spine.

 "Whatever you want, whenever you want, I’m always yours.” He said, his voice thick with desire. With a swift motion, he pulled your joggers down your legs, along with your soaked panties, leaving you completely exposed to his hungry gaze. He stept back, taking in the sight of your naked body, his eyes dark with need. "God, my fucking wife is so fucking sexy," he rasped, his eyes roaming over your curves. "Absolutely fucking perfect." You felt a surge of confidence as his words fueled your desire. Reaching down, you grasped his hard length through his pants, stroking him through the fabric, making him hiss in pleasure.

"I want you inside me, T," you demanded, your voice confident and filled with lust. "Now, baby." You whined. Trent didn’t need to be told twice. He quickly shed his clothes, revealing his muscular body and straining erection. He positioned himself behind you, his hands gripping your hips, and in one smooth thrust, he filled you completely, his thick cock stretching you deliciously in the most pleasurable pain. You were dripping wet but you also had to make this marginally faster than you probably would’ve liked. You were meant to be making hot chocolate after all. Trent let out labored breaths and a chuckle placing his hand over your mouth as you cried out, overwhelmed by the sensation of Trent beginning to fuck into you. 

"Oh, fuck…" you mumbled into his palm, pushing back against him, taking him even deeper. Trent set a relentless pace, his hands gripping your hips tightly as he drove into you, his balls slapping against your sensitive flesh with each powerful stroke. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the pantry, mingling with your muffled moans and cries of pleasure into his hand.

"You love this, don't you, baby?" he grunted, his breath hot on your neck as he pounded into you. "Always my dirty girl, taking my cock so well." He grunted, removing his hand from your lips sliding it to your front to tug on your nipple, making you shiver. 

"Yeah, Please, please, please.”  you chanted, your body on fire, every nerve ending singing with pleasure. "Harder, T, fuck me harder!" You begged him. You and Trent still got to have sex often but moments like this where you got to sneak around and feel like kids again were perfection and just flat out sexy. Trent oobliged, his hands tightening on your hips, his thrusts becoming more urgent, more primal. You could feel your orgasm building, a delicious pressure coiling low in your belly. "I'm gonna come, T!" you whined, your voice hoarse with need.

"Be a good girl f’me and cum on my cock baby."  Trent grunted letting his hand glide down your body, his fingers finding your swollen clit, rubbing it in perfect rhythm with his thrusts. The combination of his cock pounding into your pussy and his fingers working your clit pushed you over the edge. You cried out, your body convulsing around his shaft as you climaxed, your juices flowing freely, coating his cock with your essence. Trent followed you into the abyss, his own release building rapidly.

"Fuck, baby… gonna make me cum squeezing me like that. Ah… fuck I’m cumming, baby.” He moaned, his hips snapping forward one last time as he emptied his load deep inside you, filling you with his hot cum. Breathless and spent, you both lean against each other, your hearts racing and your bodies glistening with a slight sheen of sweat. Trent planted a tender kiss on your shoulder, his breath still ragged. "I think we found something much better than marshmallows, yeah?" he said, his voice filled with satisfaction and a sweet laugh.

"Much… Much… better, my T," you cooed, turning in his arms to kiss him deeply. "I'd choose this any day." You giggled, a contented glow spreading through your body. He wrapped his arms tighter around you, swaying you back and forth as he glanced around, finally spotting the marshmallows on a high shelf, out of your reach. He let go of you with one of his arms, reaching up to them easily, holding them out to you with a grin. 

"Told you l'd find them. Orgasm and marshmallows lucky you." He winked with a laugh that sent an ache through your heart. He was always perfect for you whether it was finding marshmallows for your babies or if it was making you cum on his cock, he was ever perfect. You rolled your eyes affectionately, grabbing the marshmallows.

“Lucky me.” You giggled. “You always are right, huh?” You smiled leaving the pantry. Trent leaned against the kitchen counter as you gathered the cocoa mix, milk, and mugs. He watched you with that familiar look, his admiration for you evident in the way his eyes followed your every move.

"You know," he said softly, "you make this whole mum thing look so sexy and effortless." He cooed watching you.

"Not at all, but I appreciate you saying it." You warmly smiled at him, shaking your head. He stepped closer, his arms wrapping around your waist from behind, pulling you close again.

"I mean it," he whispered into your ear. "I don’t know how you do it, but our kids adore you. I adore you." You leaned back into him, closing your eyes for a moment, feeling the strength of his embrace. 

"Well, I couldn’t do any of it without you." He kissed your temple softly before pulling away to help with the milk on the stove. The two of you worked in perfect rhythm, your years of partnership evident in how naturally you moved together. Soon, the rich scent of cocoa filled the kitchen, and you smiled, knowing how much your little ones would love it. As you both returned to the cinema your kids plus Marcel eagerly awaited their hot chocolates, unaware of the stolen moment you'd shared. 

“You took too long, Mummy,” Theo complained in a huff, making you laugh as you carefully handed out the mugs of hot chocolate, as he narrowed his eyes at you and grinned.  

“Sorry, Tio baby. I needed Daddy’s help.” You smiled apologetically, giving him a playful shrug. 

“Did you say thank you to Dada?” Teddy, never missing a beat, tilted her head thoughtfully and asked before flashing to Tate and Tyde. Her innocent eyes wide with curiosity but also a proud glint in them trying to make a point to her younger brothers.  Teddy really dove into her roll as the oldest and being a big sister. You bit your lip, holding back a smug grin. 

“I did,” you said, glancing at Trent with a knowing look. He smirked and, in that calm, easy way of his, picked Tate up from Teddy’s lap and settled him into his own arms.

“Mummy definitely did,” he added with a wink, causing you to stifle a giggle. Marcel, who had been observing the scene from the the side of the couch with Teddy, raised an eyebrow and made a dramatic face of mock disgust. 

“Who knew hot chocolate took half an hour,” he said, shaking his head, “I bet mummy and daddy can do a lot of things in half an hour.” He muttered out with a chuckle. Trent threw a pillow at him. You both laughed as you nestled back onto the couch next to Trent, his arm wrapping around your shoulders as you leaned into him. Tate immediately crawled back into your lap, his little arms wrapped around you. You helped Tate with his hot cocoa, blowing gently on the top to make sure it wasn’t too hot for him. Tate looked up at you with his big puppy dog eyes, and you kissed the top of his head, the warmth of the moment wrapping around you like the thickest, softest blanket. As Trent leaned over to kiss your cheek, you took the opportunity to whisper into his ear.

“I’ll say thank you again tonight.”  You cooed, your voice teasing and soft. His eyes darkened for just a second, his lips twitching into a smile.

 “I’ll hold you to that.” He whispered. The kids were oblivious, focused on their hot chocolate and the film continuing to play in the background, but you and Trent shared that quiet, intimate moment—connected, even in the midst of the joyful chaos around you.

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I saw the lack of rottmnt in here and decided "hey, why not give it a shot?"

Neon Leon in blue having a sweet relationship with Big Mama's techy daughter

Big Mama’s Daughter (Fluff)

Rise!Leonardo x reader

A/N: A short one, but I thought it was pretty cute. But I do indeed lack ROTTMNT stuff, so if people have some ideas, BRING THEM! HELP YA GIRL OUT😂💚

Warnings: Nein💙

“Take a look at this, babe”, Leo mumbled with an amused smile, pulling you closer against his plastron, letting you have a clear look at the screen of his phone. You snuggled closer to his chest, feeling his arm wrap around your waist, letting your own phone rest beside you on the bed.

You watched the video play out on his phone, depicting two men practicing martial arts, only for one of them to fall flat on their butt with a funny sound and an overly funny pose. You laughed out loud, trying to get a better view as the video played over again, Leo smiling at your reaction.

These small moments between you and your boyfriend, meant a lot to you. It had taken a long time before the two of you were able to hang out at each others’ places, without your parents throwing a fit. Well, neither you or Leo had thought it would be easy, especially not with your mother and Leo’s father having been in a relationship, and Leo’s other father generally having a hard time with Big Mama. But now they had finally calmed down, not letting their pasts get in the way for you and Leo. That did not mean that they now were the best of friends, but they were getting along well enough now.

However, that did not mean that you and Leo stopped your quote on quote “sneaking around”. You would still do what you did back then, with Leo teleporting back and forth between yours and his place, spending the night at your place or bringing you to the lair, all while you manipulated the signal from Leo’s tracker, making it look like he was still in the lair. Donatello’s face when you and Leo finally told him that you had with ease manipulated or blocked several of his tracking systems, was still a large talking point between you and your boyfriend, still making you laugh to this day.

“You are a little silly, Lee”, you giggled, letting your full weight rest against his plastron, making him fall back on your bed with a smile, letting his phone fall forgotten by his side, his full attention drawn to you and your beautiful face.

“Me? Silly? Neeeeveeer”, he chuckled, before wrapping his other arm around, tangling your legs together, a playful glint in his eyes. “I’m such a mature, smart, sweet, good looking, humble-”.

“Humble?”, you giggled. “That is probably one of the least humble things you’ve ever said, and that says a lot”.

Leo let out a gasp in overexaggerated shock, throwing his arm dramatically above his head. “How can you say such a thing?”, he playfully exclaimed, making you smile and giggle at his antics. “My own girlfriend! Oh, (Y/N), you’ve hurt me!”, he continued, trying to hide his smile, laying a hand above his heart.

“Aww, Leon!”, you laughed, playing along with the act, finding it just as amusing as he did. “It was not my intention to hurt you. What can I do to make it better? Tell me, babe!”

Leo’s arms quickly around you once again, making you laugh when he started making kissy faces at you. “You know very well what you can do to make it better”, he teased. “Gimme a kiss!”

You giggled, taking a hold of his face, holding him still so you could peck his lips, making Leo smile like he was drunk, resting his forehead against yours.

“Much better”, he sighed, rubbing his beak against your nose. “But I could use another one”.

“Needy”, you teased, before placing your lips back on his for a sweet tender kiss, that made Leo hum in delight, a happy churr vibrating from his chest. But that was soon interrupted by a sudden beep from your tech watch, followed by the voice of your mother.

“(Y/n)”, she said, making you and Leo jump, finding Big Mama looking at you and Leo through the screen on your watch.

“H- hey mama”, you smiled, you and Leo’s cheeks growing hot. “Y- you didn’t hear or see anything, did you?”

Your mother sighed, rolling her eyes, hiding a small smile. You had not mentioned to her that Leo was coming over that day, nor had you told her when he arrived, but it did not surprise her that he was in your room. In truth, she was just happy that you were happy and treated well, even if it was by the mutant that had tricked her several times in the past.

“You and Leo can come out of your room now. Dinner is ready”, she said, before turning off her communication, leaving you and Leo slightly embarrassed. However, that was soon forgotten when all three of you sat together during dinner, enjoying each others’ company. Big Mama could never be mad at you for spending time with the man you loved, nor could she be mad at Leo when he made you so happy.

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♥︎ нєєѕєυηց'ѕ вσуƒяιєηԃ нαвιтѕ ♡

❥ Hot and cute things lee heeseung does as your bf !

♥︎🄶🄴🄽🅁🄴: 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿, 𝗁𝖼 ᰔ !w:mentions of making out! // 𝗠𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁

"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘺 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘯𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘦. 𝘐 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘪 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦. 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳, 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘪'𝘮 𝘢𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳. 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺." ♡

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☆ 𝗟𝗢𝗡𝗚 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗧𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧 𝗛𝗨𝗚𝗦- heeseung loves to feel you pressed closely to him. His large frame engulfing your tiny one, his arms draped around your torso and his chin resting on your shoulder in a protective and safe hug. Once he buries you in his embrace, he’s quite reluctant to let you go..; quietly surrendering himself to the beating of your heart against his chest and the blissful harmony of your mutual breaths colliding. He wishes everytime so time would stop, and he could be holding his beloved you like this forever. :’)

☆ 𝗣𝗟𝗔𝗬𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗚𝗨𝗜𝗧𝗔𝗥 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗬𝗢𝗨- if you’re his girl, you’re definitely up for his personal midnight concerts and acoustic live covers of beautiful love songs. His raw vocals and angel voice penetrating deep inside your heart, unraveling your deepest chambers bit by bit and his artsy fingers playing the chords of his guitar, the sweet melody accompanying his sweet voice to produce a magical masterpiece.

☆ 𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗧𝗢 𝗦𝗟𝗘𝗘𝗣- heeseung loves to sing you to sleep. As your head is rested on his chest, he would brush soft pats along your back and sing you romantic songs, kissing the top of your head every now and then in between. If you’re sitting infront of him, he would make sure to gaze lovingly into your eyes directly, holding and playing with your hands, brushing his thumb with the back of it as he hits the most beautiful notes with his honey voice. He would always end the song sessions with “I love yous” and silly (but shy) confessions, and you’d be both laughing like dumb little dorks inside eachother’s arms everytime he has occasional voice cracks from being distracted by your captivating beauty.

☆ 𝗚𝗢𝗢𝗗𝗕𝗬𝗘 𝗞𝗜𝗦𝗦𝗘𝗦- goodbye kisses are a must or else don’t be surprised to see a grown up 21 year old man pouting displeasing against your door frame, making at you the biggest bambi eyes asking for a kissy. 🥺👉🏻👈🏻 it’s only when you give him a kiss on the cheek that he smiles and agrees to leave for work, but he’s the cheek kiss will never really ends there, for your romantic boyfriend would tug you by your waist and pull you in for a cheesy kiss on the lips as well. 😳

☆ 𝗦𝗨𝗥𝗣𝗥𝗜𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗙𝗟𝗢𝗪𝗘𝗥𝗦- heeseung is a total romantic. A hopeless romantic, who believes in buying flowers, leaving love notes and making grand gestures like kissing under the stars as significant. Thus, your doorbell ringing in random hours of the day, to opening them to a big giggling hee with a bouquet of flowers covering his rose is the very normal thing in your daily life. T-T <3 and every damn time, there’s a small handwritten note attached somewhere in the bouquet, and hints of chocolates accompanying the flowers on your rough days to cheer you up and make you smile.

☆ 𝗕𝗘𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗕𝗔𝗕𝗜𝗘𝗗 𝗕𝗬 𝗬𝗢𝗨- hee is a total baby inside closed doors. He needs a lot of love and care, and smiles like a child when you bask him in your affection. Feeding him, cooking ramen for him, kissing his forehead, ruffling his fluffy hair and complimenting him a lot gets him mewling and curling into your lap like a happy little kitten. 🥺

☆ 𝗗𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗔𝗧 𝗠𝗜𝗗𝗡𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧- isn’t this giving signature heeseung vibes? Cause this is how most of your nights are spent. Lots of laughter and midnight snacks, cuddling and messy kisses and at the end him bowing down whilst holding back his laughter like a gentleman and placing his hand out towards you to take it for a dance. He’s gonna rest his one hand softly at your waist and intertwine your fingers with the other, pulling you closer to him until his scent is infused inside your lungs like burning coal. Then, you both sway your bodies to the soft rhythm and lose yourself in eachother’s eyes while heartwarming and promising smiles creep up to your faces. Ofcourse, there might be some moments where your goofy boyfriend steps on your feet (accidentally) and ruins the moment by laughing out loud. <3

☆ 𝗦𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗣𝗟𝗔𝗬𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗦- his love language is sending you playlists. He’s got assorted playlists for every kind of mood- for rainy days, for happy days, for sad days where you need to be loved harder, for car rides, for dinner dates and what not? Will send you Spotify links all day and be so ecstatic if you comment on his song choice and send him songs and lyrics in turn! 😍 sing along with him, and you’re his girl for LIFE!!

☆ 𝗚𝗟𝗨𝗘-𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗦 𝗧𝗢 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗪𝗔𝗜𝗦𝗧-he has his hands glued to your waist all the time. Especially because it is so comforting to rest his chin on your shoulder and wrap himself to you tightly. Expect him to always steal kisses from you, and kiss your cheeks and neck so fondly whenever he’s doing so. Too often, the innocent kissing, turns to something far more steamy, his wet soft lips sending shivers down your spine as they linger on your skin much longer than needed.

☆ 𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗘𝗞 𝗞𝗜𝗦𝗦𝗘𝗦- your cheeks are his favourite cushions to kiss. He loves to press his lips into your soft skin, and even just mushes them and fondles them out of care and laughs at you when it makes you unintentionally pout and you frown at his giggle. Cheek kisses are his go to form of kisses, signature kisses that he’s always giving you before going out or right after coming home. However, when you’re the one giving him a kiss on his cheek, he’s as bright as a tomato, blushing and being dorky like a teenager experiencing love for the first time.

☆ 𝗠𝗘𝗦𝗦𝗬 𝗞𝗜𝗦𝗦𝗘𝗦- heeseung’s a messy kisser. Kissing you so deeply and passionately while pressing you to whatever surface is behind, one second having his fingers in your hair and the other, his hands running up and down your hips. He makes you tiptoe to reach him and the next second, he’s lifted you up with your legs draped around his waist, carrying you to the bed. When his kisses are steamy, you can feel his hands hover over your chest, cupping them and his tongue darting inside your mouth, venturing for his sweet dominance that leaves you breathless and gasping for air.

☆ 𝗣𝗜𝗚𝗚𝗬 𝗕𝗔𝗖𝗞 𝗥𝗜𝗗𝗘𝗦- being heeseung’s girl means getting the vip princess treatment. Hence, expect him to give you piggy back rides on his back, and being extra goofy at times, running around and pretending to drop you. But the cutest part is ofc how he carries you on his back especially after your night dates, as you ruffle his hair from fondness and he mumbles your favourite songs all the way back home. :’)

☆ 𝗠𝗔𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗟𝗔𝗨𝗚𝗛 𝗔 𝗟𝗢𝗧 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗕𝗘𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗚𝗢𝗢𝗙𝗬- to make you laugh, he’d do anything always. From wearing weird head bands and sunglasses to doing silly little dances and expressions that make no sense, he’s always doing it all just for the sweet melody of your laughter that reverberates throughout his entire body and makes him feel so Damn complete.

☆ 𝗠𝗔𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗦𝗜𝗧 𝗢𝗡 𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗟𝗔𝗣- it’s almost an involuntary action, the way he pulls your wrists and situates you on his lap, draping his arms around your stomach, and making you face him so he can land a soft kiss on your chin. Whether it’s intimate or soft, you know he is always pulling you on his lap, stroking your hips with his hands and exploring your mouth- so wet and deep with his artsy mouth.💋🫦

☆ 𝗚𝗜𝗩𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗣𝗔𝗧𝗦 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗦𝗧𝗥𝗢𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗛𝗔𝗜𝗥- man’s always so proud of you and so soft for you, ngl. He loves stroking your hand in easing, loving motions and patting your head to show his affection for you and silently deliver the message how proud he is of you. Gently caressing the top of your head with his palms and delicate fingers, occasionally even leaving a doting kiss on your forehead from time to time.

☆ 𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗟𝗜𝗠𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗔 𝗟𝗢𝗧- he’s your #1 simp. The kind of simp who cheers you on so loudly, but immediately gets shy afterwards lol. But still a simp right? He loves to call you his angel, his beautiful girl and looks at you with potential big bambi heart eyes. When you dress up for him, he sides your hair and plants a kiss on your shoulder, fondly gazing at your reflection in the mirror and calling you the most beautiful woman alive before giving you the most heart warming smile ever.

☆ 𝗧𝗔𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗧𝗢 𝗠𝗘𝗘𝗧 ��𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗕𝗢𝗬𝗦- hee loves enhypen and thinks of them as his own family 🥺 so if you blend with them and think of them as your family too, you are easily the trump card holder to his heart! >.< there’s nothing purer to him than watching y’all bunched up in the living room, telling jokes and playing games, eating together and behaving like the best of friends! They love you and care for you so much, and so do you in return. {You get Bonus points: if you’re already an engene ;) <3}

☆ 𝗧𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗦 𝗧𝗢 𝗧𝗘𝗔𝗖𝗛 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗚𝗔𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗚- do I even need to elaborate?? Hee’s obsessed with g a m i n g. And if you’re someone who’s good at it or knows about it, he’s gonna literally see you with a different light and might even poke your back trying to find out your hidden wings cause to him, you’re the “angel of his dreams” lmao. Even if you can’t play games, he’s gonna make you sit in between his legs so cozily on his gaming chair, and blabber all about the different levels and how to play. He’s so cute when he’s invested in it that you can’t help but give in anyway.

☆ 𝗣𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗘𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗦 𝗧𝗢𝗚𝗘𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥- heeseung loves cupping your face and pressing your foreheads together, closing your eyes, bonking your noses with eachother’s, mumbling soft I love yous against your lips, stroking them in feather light motions with his. He often does this with you while cuddling the most, that leaves you feeling all warm and fuzzy inside.

☆ 𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗜𝗖 𝗘𝗬𝗘 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗦- eye contacts are his prime love language!! 100% gives you the most affectionate and loving doey eyes ever. Even when he’s sitting across the room for you or glancing at you from a distance, he’s holding eye contact with you and pouting his lips to blow a kiss. (And he soon laughs afterwards bc he’s just so weird in love😭) lee heeseung has a doting habit of losing himself in your beautiful, starry eyes with no idea of getting his way back. He’s just so so in love with you.

☆ 𝗞𝗜𝗦𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗕𝗔𝗥𝗘 𝗦𝗞𝗜𝗡- the feel of your soft, supple skin feels like heaven close to his lips. 💋😳 hence, he’s always looking for a chance to sneak his hands inside your clothes, touching your bare waist and playing with the hem of your under garments. He loves massaging your skin too, your exposed shoulders with ofcourse not his hands, but his feathery soft plush lips.

☆ 𝗦𝗧𝗥𝗢𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗧𝗨𝗠𝗠𝗬 - tummy pats = happy babie hee!!>.< I swear he just goes into baby mode everytime he’s stroking your cute little tummy!! Your tummy is his c u s h i o n, he’s always mushing his face and nose with your stomach, making you tickle tickle and even falling asleep like that. He loves to roll his head on your stomach too, the way you laugh and twitch when his hair tickles your sensitive skin haha. All in all, he’s just the cutest baby ever for you!!!!! <33

☆ 𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗜𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗘 𝗕𝗔𝗖𝗞 𝗛𝗨𝗚𝗦 & 𝗡𝗘𝗖𝗞 𝗞𝗜𝗦𝗦𝗘𝗦- his back hugs are intimate. Intimate in both a pure and hot way. The way he comes and drapes himself around your body from the back, pressing his heart beat towards your back and places his chin on your shoulder like fitting two pieces of a same puzzle together and finally having a beautiful, complete picture. He begins trailing butterfly kisses on your shoulder, bit by bit the feathery motions becoming deep with wet and hasty kisses plunging into your shoulders to your collarbones upto your neck. He loves sucking hickeys on your sensitive flesh and withdraws momentarily to trace the area with his nose, making you whimper and whine for more of his needy kisses.

☆ 𝗠𝗔𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗢𝗨𝗧 𝗜𝗡 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗦𝗛𝗢𝗪𝗘𝗥- making out in the shower, with the feel of the hot water on your skin and the feel of your hot, wet tongues intertwined with eachother as your hasty breaths collide and make the shower panel bleary. There’s nothing sexier than that to the both of you, the sound of your muffled moans cancelling out by the sound of the shower tap, his fingers and hands running over your silky, naked body. His mouth never only leaves your mouth fed, but makes sure to explore in every other sweet areas of your skin, making you tremble and lose your footing from how good he makes you feel. Like he gives you a fulfilling taste like you’re floating in heaven at the same time the taste of temptation that burns you as intensely as hellfire.

☆ 𝗣𝗢𝗢𝗥 𝗣𝗜𝗖𝗞 𝗨𝗣 𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗘𝗦- pls don’t even get me started on this one.. If you get texts like “are you wifi? Cause I’m totally feeling a connection” or “you know what’s on the menu? Me-N-U” randomly throughout the day, no you don’t have to take your boyfriend to a therapist, it’s just the way he is. T-T he’s low-key so proud and thinks of himself as funny, making proud smug faces and expecting you to reply. Even tho the lines are so bad, his expectant face is so cute that you type out a reply, cringing out and wheezing at the same time.

☆ 𝗞𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗢𝗞𝗘 𝗗𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗦- hee is a passionate vocalist and we all know how energetic he gets when he’s doing karaoke!! He’s gonna insist to take you for karaoke after your lunch dates, and tho it initially starts off as sweet serenading, soon enough, he will begin singing off pitch and loudly, embarrassing himself and being his questionable self, all to make you laugh and wheeze like he so adores seeing.

☆ 𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗦𝗛𝗢𝗘𝗦- this is a must!!! Matching nike shoes oh pls! He’s gonna love to put your small feet in between his ones, gently tapping your shoes and teasing yours for being so tiny! But he finds it so cozy and will love to plan outfits together with the same shoes, and even take the Pinterest type couple shoe pictures!!🥺

☆ 𝗧𝗔𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗢𝗨𝗧 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗠𝗜𝗗𝗡𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧 𝗦𝗧𝗥𝗢𝗟𝗟𝗦- midnight is his favourite date time. The world is so quiet, the night is so cozy and the city lights are so aesthetic and appealing. He loves making you wear his oversized jackets, and holds your hands, tucking your intertwined hands in his pocket and just walking in the empty streets while exchanging glances of blissful silence and heartfelt love. <3 y’all would take many blurry couple pictures (bc that’s his style) and kiss on the riverside, confessing I love yous and giggling together when you hear their echoes back.

☆ 𝗧𝗔𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗔𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗧𝗜𝗖 𝗖𝗢𝗨𝗣𝗟𝗘 𝗣𝗜𝗖𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗘𝗦- he loves taking aesthetic pictures with you! The couple pictures we all envy and swoon over, making hearts together, hugging pictures without faces, forehead kiss pictures, piggy back pictures and what not! You are going to have a whole personalised album of your loving moments stored on his phone, and he’s gonna set some as his lockscreen and home screen as well! Proudly shows them off to his members too, but gets all chuckly and blushy when they tease their hyung for being so evidently lovesick. 🤭😳

☆ 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗦 𝗧𝗢 𝗦𝗘𝗘 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗜𝗡 𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗜𝗭𝗘𝗗 𝗖𝗟𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗦- to heeseung, you look the most beautiful when you’re in his oversized shirts, hair up in a messy bun, bare face and just rolling on the bed or working in the kitchen. He’s gonna purposely request you all the time to keep wearing his clothes and you do so gladly, loving the feel of the soft material on your skin and scent on him lingering all over your body when you wear them, making you feel like home.

☆ 𝗖𝗨𝗗𝗗𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗢𝗡 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗖𝗢𝗨𝗖𝗛- couch> bed for hee! Cause basically everytime you’re lying on the living room couch to watch tv or work on your assignments, clingy hee always shows up from nowhere and dashes to squeeze you! He lies on top of you, squishing you with his weight and just behaving like a big 21 year old koala. He thinks cuddling is the best therapy in the world and really, hee cuddles makes you forget all your stress and gives you comfort and joy, like a fresh dose of pure serotonin!

☆ 𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗟𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗗 𝗞𝗜𝗦𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗦𝗘𝗦𝗦𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦- once he starts kissing, he just can’t stop kissing you. You taste so sugary to him, the feeling of your soft lips and the warmth from your rushed breaths- the combination that makes his head dizzy and needy like a mad man starving for ages. He kisses you like he’s a dying man and you’re his last source of oxygen, pulling you towards him till your bodies are pressed together and the heat from your body slips inside his and makes him feel hot inside. He can kiss you for hours and hours with no end, usually continuing throughout the whole night that only cease at the creak of dawn, when he falls asleep with his lips still brushed against yours. Move an inch, and there he is whining in his sleep at the loss of contact while being still fast asleep.

☆ 𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗙𝗔𝗖𝗘 𝗦𝗢𝗙𝗧𝗟𝗬- another very lee heeseung type love language! He just loves how soft and pretty your face is, and he HAS to scan every nook and cranny of your face tenderly with his artsy fingers. Tapping his fingers over your eyelids, over your cheeks and nose, Cupid bow, lips and jaw. Gets so fascinated by you as if he’s seeing a human being for the first time, and looks at you with starry eyes that glisten with endless awe. (Yeah yeah, proceeds to attack you with kisses soon after) ❤️❤️

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🄰/🄽: this fic is very special, dedicated for our lovely @hee-pster ♡ jan, I hope this little fic brings you comfort, joy and makes you feel warm and loved. I love you so much.

Tagging: @csmicbot (sorry I made you wait so long for this) @cloudcutter @yjjungwon @ingkai

𝕻𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖊 𝕽𝖊𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌 & 𝕷𝖊𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖋𝖊𝖊𝖉𝖇𝖆𝖈𝖐𝖘 𝖎𝖋 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖊𝖓𝖏𝖔𝖞! :) <3

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This is What Heaven Feels Like

Summary: more morning sex!!! Pairing: Eddie x AFAB!reader Content Warning: Fingering / Wanking / Mutual Wanking / Refrences to Nudity / Possible Getting Caught / Slight Nipple Play / Brief Insecurity Mentioned Trigger Warning: Smut

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Mornings with Eddie were always soft, slow and cheesy, but your favourite part was right after you woke up - typically before him - and could live quietly in your sleepy haze. Head nestled onto his peck, his hand around you and resting on your back, your bodies all tangled together. These moments were especially better when you both moved together during the night and woke up sharing one pillow.

The silence was another part you enjoyed, the world moved around you both: cars driving in and out the park, people talking outside, dogs barking, Wayne tinkering about. It was mundane heaven. While lost in your daydream, you felt the hand on your back turn into finger nails that started running up and down.

The weight of the nails were shared by the weight of lips to your hair. Your groan and wiggle from the tickle of the fingers was responded with a sleepy laugh. Eddie groaned, "Wake up Bubba," You nestled your head further, "C'monnn."

"Nooo."

"Yesss."

Morning were always spoken in light whispers, forehead kisses and chest kisses. You rolled off his chest to face the other way in hopes it'd change his mind, but as you rolled, "Where you going!?" There was a very evident frown.

"To sleep." The hand from your back faced your tummy, resting comfortable under your t-shirt.

"Nooo, we've got things to do!" He started tapping his hand as if to punctuate himself better, "You've got things to do."

"Nooo."

"Yesss." the devilish hand in question had contacted a friend: The tickle monster. Eddie's favourite way to pick on you. He started tickling your tummy with no forgiveness. You'd try to pull away or get him off but it was going to be pretty much useless.

"Eddie- Ed- Stop."

"Wake up then."

"I am awake."

"Open your eyes."

"No."

He continued more and you had rolled onto your back to try escape, but he only pulled you right back into his chest again. A forehead kiss and a groan, "Can I have a real kiss?" If you were to ever describe his morning voice, you'd probably say melted tar: thick, sticky, difficult to work with but so beautiful.

"I have morning breath, Eddie."

"I don't care."

"I do."

"Nooo you don't."

"Yeah I doo." You copied his childish wavy tone. On the lack of response, you opened your eyes to be met with the boy pulling an over dramatic kissie face. "Stop it!" you laughed, as he pulled you closer.

On the pull though, his knee nocked into a specific place pulling a gasp out of you. And that kissie face turned confused, then to a smirk, and finally a cockily smile all in moments. "No..?" You warned, he responded shocked in his expression, but that too changes into thinking and then you feel his thigh move into you again, "Eddie-"

"What?" He whined, "We've got time."as he persuaded, his hand drifted from your back to under your front - purposefully sliding over your ass.

You laughed at his silliness, tucking yourself more comfily into his chest. Feeling his palm resting your tummy again - finger tips just below your (his) boxer band was causing all sorts of butterflies.

For Eddie, you in yourself was enough to awake the butterflies. So adding intimacy just made them worse, but he loved touching you too much to let them win. They were fun butterflies over nervous ones. And having his hand down your underwear was causing more then just butterflies to pop up.

He slide his down lower, coming between damp skin and dumb fabric - he was sure he was going to faint. He lightly ran his finger across your clit teasingly - just that pulled a sigh gasp from your lungs. Getting the wanted response, he rubbed up and down with a little more intent. He always thought it was weird that he just enjoyed playing with you.

Thanks to you laying on your belly, you didn't feel all too much of hips. As Eddie mindlessly rubbed at you, your hips tried to find an opposite motion on his hand. He reminded you to be quiet. "Shh baby, you're so wet."

You hummed in agreement though not really listening, just enjoying the feeling of him. All your senses were taken up by the boy. In the corner of your mind you were sure you were gushing on his hand but there wasn't a part of you well enough to think fully about it.

He just kept massaging the under neath of your clit, slipping down lower ever now and then to pull some of your wetness up - but again, thanks to this position he had gravity working on his side too. However, Eddie did want to put his fingers in you and really feel you and really send you over the edge but... thanks to the position.. the angle wasn't exactly there.

So he moved his hand up a little, changing the motion of up and down to side to side - this was surprising easier. And you must've agreed with the change because Eddie was sure if you two were alone and you'd made a sound like that.... you wouldn't have been allowed to get away with it so easily.

You were feeling so loved, but you were struggling to keep yourself tethered to the earth - the constant reminders of Wayne and the outside world and Eddie shh'ing you helped but the boys hands were too talented.

You shut your eyes at the feeling, moving your mouth to his shoulder to kiss and bite it- anything to keep your mouth busy. Eddie couldn't handle himself anymore. While stroking you, he slipped his free hand into his boxers and pulled himself out. It wasn't as flawless as it sounds but sex isn't about perfection.

You knew it was probably only fair that you wanked him as he you but you couldn't bring yourself to move. Your hips grinded lightly on his hand as he rubbed his pre cum over his shaft.

You rolled your head down to watch him, his dick was always so pretty to you - pink tip, a peach colour shaft that complimented the rest of his skin, a lovely hearty vein that tangled around it. "Pretty" you mumbled aloud, a bead of pre cum falling in response.

The room was slowly filling with sounds of rustling bedsheets, slight sounds of skin and mewling. The both of you could feel the heat and sweat slightly covering you but it just added to the intimacy. This was oddly one of the most intimate situations you and Eddie had been in.

"Baby shhh," He whispered into your hair,

"Sorry." You whispered back.

Eddie stopped moving his fingers and let you grind down on him as he moved his palm over his dick faster, squeezing at the tip. Above you, you could hear his breaths catching and feel his efforts to stay quiet.

He attempted again to put his fingers in you but the angle showed the same issues. He was able to just pry his finger tips into you and for once, you felt like this was enough. Just to feel a slight breach of your hole let out so much of your pent up want. You had to be told to be quiet again. The sounds you were making kept going straight to his dick. He was totally sure you were cast from an angel.

"I'm close Eds" You mumbled into his peck muscle.

He nodded, "Good, keep being quiet for me." He mumbled back.

You saw he started wanking himself with more of a goal, aiming to cum in time with you. To help guide him along, you ran your finger pads against his nipple - giggling as it was your turn to tell him to be quiet. He kept his fast pace as he felt you gush more onto his palm and fingers; and as he could feel your tummy hitting and dipping from his arm. He'd live a good life if this was all he was promised.

You could feel your legs tightening and your stomaching pushing, "Eddie-" You gasped, he nodded above you feeling the same tightening for himself.

"C'mon- C'mon-" He breathed as he started to feel his orgasm rapidly coming.

You both came in secession of each other - Eddie then you. You gripped onto his arm as he kept touching your through your release. He only stopped as he felt your body weight totally drop onto him, both a mess and full of heavy breaths.

This silence was different - it as still light and love filled but used, felt, and loud. You could feel the blood in your ears and the oxygen turning into carbon dioxide. But you could feel each others skin, feel your warmth, your love, your bliss. This was Eddie's favourite type of silence.

Your come downs were always filled with giggles or light touches, and today was the latter. Your hand was stroking his tummy, and his thumb was stroking your public bone.

There was no need to speak, the touches spoke enough.

Though, the much loved southern accent broke the silence, "Son, you awake?" Wayne. He shouted from somewhere away in the trailer.

"Yeah?" You giggled at how he didn't sound like he just came - totally cool, calm and composed. Eddie Swagger as you both joked about it being.

"I'm going to the store."

"Okay, Old man."

Ed's slipped his hand out your underwear, resting it on your tummy after tucking himself back in - the post orgasm haze fully broken.

When the door clicked shut, he faced down to you, " if we'd waiting 5 more minutes, I coulda heard you scream."

"Oh my god-" Embarrassed at his baldness, you rolled over away again, hugging into his arm.

"I'm so proud of you though." He's unknowingly rolled with you.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah! You didn't think about it, or worry about the mess." You smiled into his skin, small part embarrassed. He laughed into your neck, "Or worried about the positions..." He dropped tiny kisses to your shoulder, "you're getting brave, sweetie."

All you could do was sigh out your love, the was boy raised brilliantly. You rolled over under him, fully entering his bubble, still smiling. His pretty face was lost behind his unruly curls, you tucked them behind his ear.

"Gonna gimme a proper kiss now?" He said back with his kissie face.

Giggling, you cup both his cheeks while squeezing and plant a big sloppy Mwah! to his lips. He removes your hands, bring your back in for one more... but you make it two more and you both make it three more until you get lost in each other.

You get cut off again though as the front door opens and Wayne's commotion sounds. "Fucking cock blocked by the man again-"

Accidentally, you laugh in his face, swatting his chest. He rolls off you falling dramatically onto his pillow, "you love him really, Eds."

"Oh butt..." His hands found your face, pulling you back in, "I love you more." He pulled another set of gooey kisses out of you. but they turn from heavy lovie Dovie things to wet sloppy Mwah!s

"Eww let me go, you big goof!" You groan leaning away to get up.

He clings to your biceps, "Where are you going!" anyone would think you were taking his price possession away.

"We got stuff to do... remember." You plant a kiss on his forehead and roll out of bed.

The sight of you moving around his space in just his boxers and T-shirt feels like a wet dream to Eddie. He sits himself up on his forearm and wolf whistles at you as you bend over to get some track pants off the floor.

You throw the clothing in his direction laughing, "Are you 14!"

He catches them before they hit him in the face, "Not my fault you're hot!"

[mblue-art]

Sorry for that question but I really curious!

What made you fell in love with Cross and Lust?

Tell us more!!

😳😳😳 hhuh what rreally,, , ,,, 😳 u wanna hear me yap abt my sillies, my beloveds,,, (i appreciate the enthusiasm tho omg 🥺🫶🫶🫶)

i want to have the yuris with lust and the yaois with cross I I MEAN HWHWAT 🧍‍♂️

UM.

haha anyWAY,, (oh gog this ended up long)

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cross checks so many boxes for me it makes me go insane. too good to be true. versatile(??)— like it's somehow way too easy to put him in Situations. (he's bf and husbone material??? just -20hp me now; that already kills me) he's. hh. gawddamn there's reasons why he won a utmv sans sexyman poll.

he's like a crush that you can't get out of your head no matter what you do, i'm so freaking down bad for him it's not even funny anymore. ever since simping for cross i have not been the same since. the man has changed me. the attraction/simp feelings hit me like a bat out of nowhere and i don't understand why it's so intense— i. hh.

,,i like when ppl make him dorky. stupidly silly (absolutely love shitpost shenanigans and would absolutely LOVE to get into silly shenanigans with him and with/without his bestie epic). fun to be around when he's deemed you as a good friend. stars, he'd give good hugs. strong, solid, and warm, the kind of hugs u don't wanna pull away from so soon. a little endearingly cringe. fanon simp cross is adorable and fun to mess around with. tsundere cross is adorable and fun to mess with. cute anxious guy under all that intimidating aloofness. when i say his smile is an absolute treasure, i mean that. his blush making him look like a grape or a glowing bulb is adorable and makes me wanna tease him more. anime protag/character vibes so strong i wanna have a cute bl/shoujo manga romance with him type shit yk.

then there's times when he's The Hot Dude and i think it's illegal if he's all confident and smug and dom actually (/hj) cause that makes me wanna fucking fite him HELLO? SIR? ILLEGAL????? (<- the fight or flight response of a tsundere towards a milder tsundere LOL).

-hp every single time. mf gets successful d20 rolls w/ rizz on me and i get a critical hit every time. it's a 50/50 either i fluster to death and become weak or i wanna fite his dumbass

i'll. i can fight him. i'll lose but i can fight him for sure. (why is he so cool⁉️‼️💢💢💢RRRRRRR)

he makes me feel things. lots of things. (mostly fluster but when i'm feelin sooper soff i jst wanna shower his skull in keeses. ima kissy lil guy)

tired cross makes me just wanna take care of him. want him to come home to me without any worry because he thinks i'm his safe space.

when he's being stubborn i want to tell him to chill out for a little while, take a break and watch some funny stuff while drinking choccy milk or eating his fav foods and be cozy. bapping him if he's gonna try to get out of this too soon. he's gonna get the free time he deserves n relax n get cuddles n kithes.

the way he can gently hold my hand and look at me with a sincere look in his eyelights and say something genuinely affectionate feels like cupid shooting an arrow through my soul, but also feels like a balm. (a promise of loyalty and faithfulness.) (a kiss on the forehead? a cherry on top.)

well now i can't be mean to him with all the nice he's saying and doing. i just want nice things for him o(-< (even if he's a bastard sometimes lol<3 all circles back to the silly) (silly is always important)

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i love lust. so so so much. the fanon interpretation of him, anyway.

(don't get me wrong, i absolutely adore the feminine slay content of lust; but am i wrong for yearning for more masc lust content?)

i like my lust sans respectful, goofy, sans-like, an absolute sweetheart, and a caring, wonderful life partner. under the flirty personality and charm(ing looks), is a sans behavior that made me fall deeper. (he makes me feel very gender too) (ohmygofd yeah no he actually makes me think of gender sometimes rauauagrrgh<3/pos). i don't have to worry about showing my cring, weird side to him, because he's also a gremlin,, o(-< he doesn't have to present himself all nice and pretty all the time (although he's always pretty in my eyes). he can be comfortably himself; with me 🥺

i want to be his safe space.

i want to see him heal and be happy and be happy with me and give him all the love i can give and care for him and make him soso happy i just want him to feel SO sosososo loved, he deserves so much more

he's the only one who's able to get a certain reaction out of me; to pull flowers out of my heart. to pull out words of love and devotion and appreciation, heart bursting with affection only for him.

for him, i would try. i would live for him. i wish someone like him (the him i've created from interpretations and headcanons) was real irl.

i want to not care i don't care if he's a gorgeous well-known person that people fawn over, or if he's a campus crush, etc.,

i want him to think i'm worthy enough to keep in his life. for him to know how special he is to me, for him to know how much i want him in my life as much as i want him to keep me in his.

my immediate reaction when i think of him is: 😊💕💜💜💜eeeee kicks and giggles and flaps hands teehee

i love him so much i get a heart-on for him (/silly but it is true sometimes; love him so much it aches (in a good way))

[6okuto]

OMG ALSO UMMM UMMM UMMM MMM i wanna like, kiss Leander sm, so like hmmmmmmmmmmm how about headcanons of different types of kisses by Leander in diff scenarios u kno?? Like Mua Mua 🥺 pretty please?? 👉🏻👈🏻

Also can you ummmmmmmm make the reader a lil bit shy please? Bc I'm shy and i wanna project u kno?? 👉🏻👈🏻

DIFFERENT TYPES OF KISSES

gn!reader x leander | SHY READER SOLIDARITY! here's just a bunch of kisses. kiss kiss muah muah I understand

initially he goes slow and watches your reactions because he doesn't want to make you uncomfortable. tell him that you do like kisses/physical intimacy, and you're just naturally shy/awkward about initiating it yourself then don't even worry about it. he'll go at your pace and initiate things. So incredibly happy to do so.

comforting you with a soft kiss to the forehead as he pulls you into his arms. there's a softness to his voice while he asks if there's anything he can do, and he continues to press kisses to your forehead/cheeks regularly until you've calmed down/feel better.

waiting in line with him holding you from behind and randomly kissing your shoulder/back. at first you ask if he needed anything but he always says no, he just wanted to kiss you, and you let him do his thing

jealous/needy leander :3c

^ needy leander who lies basically on top of you so you can't escape him. or he's pulled you to lie right on top of Him. if you try to roll away he just rolls with you like Oh where are we going? i forgot about the kisses. he is kissing you. LOLLL you giggle and try to say his name like "leander—le, what are you—" but he keeps cutting you off with a kiss or shushing you

morning kisses!! if you wake up before him and start getting ready for the day, he greets you from behind with a kiss to your temple/cheek before resting his head against yours. his arms come to wrap around you as he smiles and greets you good morning. leander's raspy morning voice. also you know when they let out a deep breath and melt into the hug more. awesome

if the two of you have decided to stay in bed for a while, depending on your position he can kiss you in different places. he's under your chin: kiss to your collarbone area/jaw. big spoon: kiss to the back/crook of your neck, or he leans over to kiss your cheek. if you're facing each other,, ON THE LIPS!

you cover your face because you're flustered and he laughs softly before placing his hands on yours, slowly pulling them away. he says sorry but you can tell he only half means it with the way he's still laughing as he says it. you (try to) frown at him and he smiles before asking "forgive me?"

does it again the next day. Obviously.

bolder if allowed and he's tipsy. as in he would kiss you hard on the lips in front of a crowd if you were into it because he couldn't give two shits who sees. other than the actual main cast, Who's going to say something. also why would he care about comments from the main cast.

^ cuter route where he boops then kisses your nose. then he makes audible kissy noises while he kisses your lips like muah muah muah muah muah and you're like Leander! and everyone's like Leander. and he is still going muah muah muah

^ spicier route with the demo moment where he reassures you no one can see you except he's murmuring it into your ear before what can be described as a mini make-out session. he kisses you on the neck and nips your ear, huffing air against your skin when you jokingly hit his arm. "do you want to go up to your room?" let's relax

that trope of you getting some ice cream or whatever on your face,, and he says "you got some right there," before leaning over and kissing the corner of your lips.

alternatively,, "you got some on your face" is what he says before swiping some icing or cream or whatever onto your nose Then kissing you

^ cooking together and it gets a little messy,, a little silly,, and at some point he grabs your wrists while you're both laughing so you stop making a mess. and he turns your arms so he can kiss the inside of your wrists,, only to lick or bite it a little as soon as you get flustered. "le!" "tastes good—" "le!"

kisses wherever you accidentally hurt yourself. you guys accidentally bonk heads and he kisses the top of yours with a quiet "sorry." you hit your hand against the table and he kisses your fingers. you hit your elbow against the edge of the table and it does the tingly thing. he gives you a look like ?? when you (jokingly) raise your elbow for him to kiss but he does it anyways

regular kiss goodbye ,, leander Runs to whatever room you're in to kiss you goodbye. if he somehow forgets, you are legally allowed, Obligated even, to ask for extra kisses when he gets back

seeing each other for the first time in a long time ohh hand on the small of your back the other holding your face or the back of your neck to pull you as close as possible while he kisses you. he pulls away but only to nuzzle into the crook of your neck where he kisses you again and says he's missed you so much,, "i'm never going on a trip that long again."

if you're feeling a little bold or He's tired,, shower him in affection!!! please!!! grab his face and smush it and kiss him all over and call him so handsome while he places his hands over yours and laughs and takes it all in. it means a lot if you're shy but still do it and he makes sure you know he appreciates you

he asks for a kiss for good luck before doing...anything that could involve luck...a competition? a dare? a game? some kind of dangerous mission? i don't know how a kiss will give you luck in Making a New Drink since that is Up To You? but Alright?

🏷️ @dreamtydraw @respitable @semifilms @mari-thesimp

[sukiitoru]

halloo (・∀・)

if ur writing for the xsoleil member can i request for the boy xsoleil's member about them accidentally expose their relationship (with mc) during live?

u dont have to write if you dont understand it ;-; but if u do, thank you so much in advance (≧▽≦)

Hiyo anon!! I love this idea it's so cute.

I didn't do ver since I sadly don't watch him enough to write for him, also mc is a streamer in doppio's part hope you don't mind.

Thank you for requesting, hope you enjoy reading this ♡︎.

Mc is non-binary pronounce is they/them

WARNING: Please remember that I am writing about Xsoleil based on their characters online and not of the people behind their vtuber avatars, thank you!

Fandom: nijisanji en.

Pairing: Xsoleil boys x mc.

Category: fluff (I need to try writing other things seriously), cuteness overload.

#Exposed.

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Hex Haywire

Hex is the careful and private about his relationships type.

He never really accidentally mentions about his private life, unless it's something he's willing to share or he's a little drunk.

Today it happens to be the latter, the man was quite drunk, chuckling softly as he rests his head on his knuckles.

Mc was watching the stream making sure their beloved didn't drink too much, they chuckled softly at the man who looked to be drunk, as they got up taking a cup of water with them to give to the male.

Mc entered the boy's streaming room quietly bringing a finger to their lips to shush the man, when he looked back at them as he copied the motion, his lips twisting into a big smile at the sight of mc.

Hex muted stream quickly saying he'll use the restroom before turning to mc, moving his chair closer to them wrapping both of his arms around their waist.

"I think that's enough drinking for today love" mc says, kissing Hex's forehead softly rubbing his hair.

The male hummed leaning against Mc's touch, as he nodded his head, mc giving hex the glass to drink some water.

Hex took hold of the glass taking multiple gulps of water, before setting down the cup and kissing Mc's wrist softly thanking them for the water, turning back to his monitor to continue stream, mc walking out of the room to finish some chores around the house.

After about half an hour Hex was saying goodbye to chat, deciding it was enough streaming for the day, as he gave the chat a few kisses pressing on his mouse to end stream.

Mc peeked through the door of the room, as Hex opened his arms pouting slightly, as he waited for mc to hug him.

Mc took hold of the male in their arms, Hex burying his head into their chest as they patted his head, the male mumbling incoherent sentences.

Mc chuckled at the male asking what he was saying, Hex whining loudly in respond mc laughing more at his silly behaviour.

Hex smirked slightly as his hands tickled Mc's sides, Mc squirming in his grasp giggling softly telling the male to stop.

Hex stops after a few seconds hugging mc again, as he mumbled how much he loves them.

Mc kissed the male's forehead making loud kissy sounds that they knew made the man chuckle, their kisses moving from his forehead to his eyelids, to his soft cheeks then to his soft lips.

"I love you too my darling, now how about we go have some dinner while cuddling on the couch than watch a movie together, yeah?" Mc asks their lips lifting into a wide grin Hex humming in agreement.

"food sounds really good right now" the male mumbled softly letting go of mc to turn his monitor off, only to realize that his stream was still open.

Mc leaned on the back of Hex's chair unaware of what was happening as they stared at the screen making a small sound of confusion, as they saw the chat moving quickly with different emojis and 'aww's from the chat that witnessed the whole adorable interaction.

Hex blinked as he brain slowly proceeded what was happening, yelling a loud 'fu*k' ending the stream quickly.

Mc burst into a fit of soft giggles at the panicked reaction from the male, who put his head in his hands groaning loudly.

Mc took hold of the male pulling him into a hug reassuring him that 'it's gonna be okay' and that 'chat didn't seem mad at all, they were even awwing babe' as Hex sighed softly just wanting to be tucked into Mc's embrace forever.

Later that night Hex released a voice tweet about what happened on the stream and introducing mc who was quite nervous at first but feeling quite happy after all the positive support from the fans that absolutely loved the cute interaction.

This moment was clipped to be one of Hex's softest moments online, and an absolute fan favourite.

Since then mc makes random appearances in Hex's streams, chat loving getting to talk to the absolute angel that stole Hex's heart.

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Doppio Dropscythe

Dopi is the type to get overly excited about something, and might say things he didn't mean to say in his excitement.

Doppio was doing a chatting stream talking about his day with his chat, giggling as he explained how he saw a very cute dog that kept on running around him in circles wanting to play.

"and then mc started playing with the dog" doppio explained while laughing loudly remembering the funny encounter with the cute dog that day, while he and his partner were out on a date.

The male didn't really notice the chat blowing up in a confusion at the fact that mc was with the male only continuing to talk about his day his laughing quieting down into soft chuckles.

"then me and mc went into the ice cream shop and continued our date, it was really fun..." The male trailed off as he noticed the chat his eyes growing wide as he fully realized what he was saying, awkwardly chuckling as his face started growing red, as he placed his face into his hands groaning loudly as he realized his mistake.

The male quietly stared at his chat as he thought of what to say, deciding to open discord and call the person in question.

"hey dopiiii! Hey chattt! Is everything okay?" Mc asked as they joined the call they knew that doppio was streaming, but wasn't watching the stream due to being busy with work.

Doppio stayed quiet as he felt his face get warmer by the second, mc getting confused thinking Doppio couldn't hear them as they opened the male's stream.

"pio? Can you hear me?? Chat can you guys hear me? I swear my mic is working just fine" mc wondered as chat greeted them happily with hearts and saying they can hear mc.

"pio?? Chat what happened, why is he broken?" mc says chuckling softly as the male felt too embarrassed to say anything the chat explaining to mc what happened as the male had a bit of a meltdown.

"ohhh, so that's what happened pioooo don't worry about it, it's a honest mistake honey, no worries and yes chat we are dating currently. Hope no one minds it because if you do well.... that's a you problem" mc explained cooing at doppio who was trying to gather himself, chat was filled with different opinions mostly positive as people cheered their ship being confirmed to have sailed.

"I'm sorry mc" doppio mumbled softly, feeling embarrassed about revealing his relationship with mc, when they started dating Doppio, they talked about revealing their relationship, and decided to not reveal their relationship until the right time comes.

"hey, it's okay my darling dopi, don't worry about seems like chat really is enjoying this anyways" mc says chuckling softly as the male smiled slightly at the comment.

"well... I'm glad then, Chat I really really care about mc I really love them too so I'm glad this got out of the way" doppio explained his usual bright smile returning to his face as mc chuckled softly.

"okay now that that's settled, I need to go finish work okay hon, good luck with streaming love you, bye chattt" mc says as they made a soft kiss sound leaving the call, doppio's features brighting after as he sighed happily.

"chat how am I so lucky to have you and mc" Doppio said happily chuckling as the chat who gave said male hearts in the chat.

Clippers have made it their mission since then to capture every cute interaction between the two lovebirds, as they did offline collabs and collabs in general together.

Both dopi and mc definitely tell chat stories of their cute dates or things they do together like playing Mario kart together.

It has became the joy of the fandom to listen to the two lovebirds simp talk about each other.

Mc also liked teasing dopi on stream, as they find great joy in seeing the male's flushed face.

Expect lots of tickle fights between the two in offline collabs, lots of hugs too.

Mc also gives kisses to chat to not make them feel like a third wheel, which they definitely are most of the time.

But chat still loves these streams anyways since they're filled with so much love and happiness.

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Thank you for reading all support is highly appreciated ♡︎.

[biohazardousgeodez]

OMG THE SPOILER DRAWING WAS SO FUNKY!!! Can you draw Mr.Inverted?? I don't see many people that know abt the silly guy :(

i love this little guy so much hes so silly woowoo!! hes the only british man im trusting and thats saying something because im british too.

i also think its a bit funny how he spends the entirety of his time in escape from nevara in unimaginable pain... lmao. i feel bad for the guy, someone give him a lil platonic kissy on the forehead.

[riprenn]

ateez as kindgom hearts characters - a silly thread!

mingi as axel

tough on the outside but a depressed softie emo nerd 

secretly in love with that cute blonde puppy boy

actually it’s not that big of a secret he’s looking at him like he’s his whole world, would die for him in a heartbeat

sea salt ice cream is his love language  

he’s hot but also weird

yunho as roxas

puppy energy but actually pretty tough 

chaotic and funny 

always eats the ice cream the tall hottie brings him 

everyone knows he’s gay except himself

“we’re just friends hahaha omg that’s my bro”

“oh he died for me in a battle? hahaha that’s what bros do”

jongho as riku

acts like the oldest but is a baby inside

tough and strong 

just needs a hug tbh but never asks for it 

everyone always asks where’s riku, but never how’s riku 🙁

“I will destroy the fucking world and get an heartless an- oh yeah a hug from san will do to”

everyone wakes up with a little identity crisis right

seonghwa as aqua

too pretty to look at like fr get a grip 

but would actually whoop ur ass big time 

would I say thank you? ofc I would 

mommy of the group 

their pronouns are girl/boss

yeosang as moogle 

so cute but selling dangerous war weapons is his business 

gets underestimated because he squishy  

don’t ruffle his pom-pom, kupo

weird little creature get back into my pocket

the chances of him using his own weapons at night to come for you are low, but never zero

wooyoung as vanitas 

so fucking sassy 

actually a villain but he’s hot so who careeees

oh you want to kill me? if that’s what you say when you want to kiss and cuddle nowadays

if you would pull up his helmet and kiss his nose he would blush and giggle 

but also try to kill you with his sword afterwards 

black cat energy

san as sora

friendship is the blood that ruins through his veins 

you have a broken leg? friendship will fix it bro 

he’s saving the world but he just wants a forehead kissy 

“ofc donald duck and goofy are helping you save the world, whatever you say babyboy”  

sleeps with plushies at night, kills heartless at daytime

hongjoong as saix

looks intimidating 

is intimidating most of the time 

wants to kiss a pretty boy but forced to rebel against society and the world as a whole 

leader energy 

joining an organization with 99% pretty boys in it? I know what you are 

having that small waist for what? 

sexy dilf energy