#nd washed my other blanket so I can get warm fast

[fishthegenderwitch]

Too hot after your bath? Oh no!

Don't fear, I have the solution!

Eat 2.5 popsicles, you will go from "too hot" (bypassing"comfy" far too rapidly to register) to "way too cold oh no now my fingers are cold also my lips and I have the chills" really quickly!

Also it helps to already be sick and have a stupid temperature gauge anyway

[plush-rabbit]

Burning Scratch Marks

TW: I do go into the feeling of itching so be wary of that. Starts early on and happens shortly after the cut

Word Count: 3K

A/N: I often do this with my arms and neck when I get irritated or like nervous so like, little bit of self-indulgent (^▽^;)

It starts off as a prickling feeling, just a small itch that can be brushed away with a dull scratch, a simple scratch that can be tended to quickly and ignored. You shuffle in your chair, rubbing your thumb over the side of your index, clicking your tongue as you watch a random video on the internet, finger swiping over the video and scrolling to the next post. Your leg jerks and the itching feeling grows. It starts off in the back of your head, inching towards the right, feeling it creep and center itself, burning and feathery touches above you; and you swallow tightly as another feeling grows near your knee, only to be soother away by a quick scratch followed by a rub of your palm.

You don’t know why it happened, why the sudden feeling to pick and scratch at your skin occured. It’s been a good while since it happened- the scratching feeling that nips at your skin and begs for attention only to spread as you continue to scratch, leaving you with a slight burning feeling over your skin, the feeling that lingers and can only go away once you have completely distracted your mind- and now it’s returned, wrapping around you with a firm grasp.

You wonder if this is how Tomura feels when he scratches at himself. If it’s just a burning ache that starts and once indulged in just spreads further and further until left wincing when warm water hits at the slightly raw skin that is decorated with scratch marks. Or maybe it’s something different for him. He doesn’t talk about his tic and neither do you. You don’t speak about it, you fret over when he does it- tugging at his hand and forcing him to do anything else that will force his mind to focus on literally anything else- you don’t mention your own struggles with it, scratching at your neck, raking your nails across your back and down your arms, and quickly washing your hands as if that would get rid of any evidence of your little “episode”- a quick pause in what you were doing before the itch arose.

You arms is hooked over your shoulder, nails pressing onto your skin in a pleasurable sting that burns and flows through the middle of shoulder blades, your back blooming with a flush as your hand works its way across, your brows furrowing and heart racing ever so slightly, a slight little hiccup that starts and continues as your hand cramps and the music sounding through the room stops abruptly, the screen black and mirroring the reflection of the room, and off in the distance you hear muffled voices, your eyes widening and you dig your nails deep into your back and pull, leaving you gritting through your teeth, the need to scratch growing and fogging your mind and you rest your hand on your lap as the door opens immediately.

Bright, yellow eyes immediately land on you and you’re given a sharp toothed smile. “They’re here!” Himiko shouts, turning around, her sweater around her waist as she walks out your door and presumably into the apartment. “Told you they would be here.” Her voice is muffled but you can make out the pride in her voice at being right.

Your nails run over your cheek, light and only enough to feel a smidge of relief and with a lick of your lips, hand curling over your neck, nails poised and ready to leave marks, you turn and swipe a throw blanket, bunching it in front of your chest and walking towards your living room.

You're greeted with hellos and waves of hands. You smile brightly, your legs tense and hands bunching the blanket, you take a seat next to Tomura, who throws an arm around you immediately, pressing his lips over your jaw line. It’s a simple, light kiss that isn’t so much of a kiss but a press, a soft nuzzle as he tilts his head, his nose pressing into you and you can feel his lips move, a silent greeting. He pulls away and his hand curls around your shoulder, the other grabbing onto your leg and pulling it above his, fingers lingering and pressing onto your bare thigh.

You turn and press your lips against his shoulder- a recreation of what he did to you only seconds prior, your lips pursing, feeling the cotton under your lips and you pull away. “So what brings all of you to my humble abode?” You ask, throwing the blanket over the both of you, scooting closer to him, your hands resting on your lap, fingers already trailing upwards with short, chipped nail polished nails running over the soft skin, tracing down where a vein would be to glide upwards and rest on the crook of your elbow.

“We all just needed a break from all of that,” Himiko replies, playing with the sleeves of her sweater that rests on her lap. She continues when she sees your confused expression. “It’s just a bunch of paperwork and having to play nice and to be honest,” she straightens up and lets out a huffed sigh, “it’s getting real tiring.”

You let out a scoff, a smile playing at your lips. “Who knew having money would cause so much trouble,” you joke, your arm stinging with pleasurable pain, soft and burning as your nails drag themselves down. “So is that the reason you all visited? It’s been a while since I’ve seen all of you.”

Jin scoffs and his leg bounces rapidly, your own heart matching his pace and the corner of your eyebrow itches. “Yeah, well big boss over there,” he jerks his head where Tomura sits next to you, “doesn’t like when we visit you without him.”

Your hand lifts from under the blanket and you scratch at your brow, moving your hand to scratch behind your head, and then to space beside your ear and quickly shoving your hand under the blanket, dragging your hand across your thigh, ignoring the screaming itch that burns to be clawed at. “How sweet,” you turn to give Tomura a quick smile, “even Tomu-kun here gets jealous if you visit me without him.”

“I’m glad you’re getting such a rise out of it,” Tomura says dully, shifting on the couch and turning his head to have his nose gently poke at the side of your head. “How are things here? You like the apartment?” He asks, his hand coming to your thigh, accidentally nudging at your hand, his brace pulling and rubbing at the sensitive skin and you jerk away from him. He pulls away and gives you an odd look.

“Ha, sorry,” you mumble sheepishly. You clear your throat and nod your head. “Yeah, I like it here.” Your hand returns to your arm and you drag it down, feeling the bone that hides under your skin, the phantom touch of pressure fading slowly. “You didn’t have to get me a new one. I liked the old one just fine.”

He shrugs and his eyes close as he rests above you, his ring and pinky finger softly tapping against your inflamed skin. “This is one is closer and has a nice view for you.”

You nod and mumble a “thank you” to him, letting your arm go free and giving him a grateful squeeze on his arm. You turn your attention to the rest and your arm begins to sting painfully slow, a dull, throbbing pain as blood rushes under your marks. “How have things been with the rest of you?”

“Well I’m glad you asked,” Atsuhiro begins, mask coming off as he tosses a leg over the other. “As Himiko already stated, it is a bit much.”

“Do you mind if I get a drink?” Shuichi asks, already rising and walking towards the kitchen.

You smile and nod despite him having his back turned towards you. “You all know you’re free to get what you want. That hasn’t changed- even if you guys haven’t visited in a while.”

Atsuhiro makes a pleased noise and nods to himself. “Always so generous. I have to thank you for that.” He gives you a soft smile and you shake your head lightly so as to not disturb Tomura who rests against you.

You rake your hands down your arm and your shoulder jerks, the itching relief brie- fading all too fast for your comfort, not even a second where you get to breathe in the relief, gone and faded nd your nails dig into your arms and leave angry lines that flash against your skin. “You don’t have to. I was always happy to help you guys out.” You smile sweetly and the corner of your lip twitches. Your body aches all over, begging to be clawed at, to just have your nails drag against you and pull taut, to just feel the relief for a fraction of a second. “So go on,” you smile encouragingly, “tell me how it’s been.”

You try to focus on the words that leave Atsuhiro’s mouth- words that are interrupted and corrected with the others’ words. You focus and try to retain all the information, you hum and gasp at the correct times, nod your head eagerly and give a disapproving frown when you hear something you don’t like. You try to be a model audience, to give them their time to listen. That’s all you have to do- just listen and yet your skin screams louder than anything you’ve ever heard before- louder than cry, siren, scream. It yells and stings, aches and burns and without realizing it, your hand is dragging down your arm- nails curled and clawing, the relief growing greatly the more you do it- the harder and sharper you go and when you pull down wrongly, nail going in too deep and threatening to tear your skin you gasp and pull away as if you’d just been burned and it aches. It stings and tears pool in your eyes and you know that your arm must look awful.

A voice cuts through your thoughts and you have your gaze torn away from the wall behind Atsuhiro and you stare blankly as Dabi repeats himself. “Are you jerking him off or something?”

Your mouth parts and brows furrow. “Yes Dabi,” you start, a sarcastic tone in your voice accompanied by an eye roll. “I am currently jerking off Tomura under the blanket in front of all of you,” you emphasize the last few words and your nails press deeper into your arm, “because I’ve decided that while we could have our time in private, I would rather share it all with you. Oh heavens,” you feign shock and throw your arm that is free of nail marks over your eyes, “how ever did you figure it out.”

He rolls his eyes and leans forward, elbows resting on his knees as he stares at you. “I’m glad you wanted to share such an intimate moment with us but I think a video could have done the job.”

Your mouth pulls into a thin frown and slowly a smile creeps over as you shake your head and lean onto Tomura’s shoulder. “You’re lucky I like you, you know.”

Dabi gives you a crooked grin and stands from the couch. “I’m stealing some food.” He  walks past you and gives you a firm pat on the head and you stick your tongue out at him.

“It’s not stealing if I let you.” Your smile is short lived when a hand wraps around your forearm. You turn your head and the tip of your nose brushes alongside Tomura’s whose eyes are open and staring into yours.

“Are you okay?” He asks in a raspy voice and his hold on you tightens. Your heart stops and you know that he knows. Your breath hitches in your throat and you rise suddenly, his grasp on your loosening and hand falling onto his lap.

It feels as if something walks alongside your neck, faint and brushing ever so gently and you scratch at your neck, eyes wide and face pale. “I’m fine,” you choke out. You turn to the rest who watch with interest and you your stomach drops, your body heats and you wrap the blanket over your arms and pull away. “I’m,” you drift off, taking a short step back, the walls closing in and eyes unblinking, “going to take a nap,” you finish lamely. “See y’all in an hour or whatever.”

You walk quickly to your room and close the door, you back pressed against the wood and you sigh, blanket tossed onto the bed and hands coming up to wrap around your body. It’s a small moment of relief- relief so sweet that you can understand an addiction, understand the high and need to return to it, one that leaves you salivating with nail marks etched onto your body like decorations.

Your arms stings, painfully so, nothing pleasurable and it brings tears to your eyes but you can’t stop. Your heart pulsing and eyes watering, shut tight and as your hands are raised in a horrible grasp, fingers bent and nails sharp and threatening, two hands wrap themselves around your forearms, pulling away from you and your eyes open.

You stand in silence with your back against a chest and you let out a small gasp, eyes coming to open and you stare at your mattress, focusing where a small part of it is crinkled and risen and your shoulders slump.

“Tomura?” You whisper, letting your hands go limp, alternating into a fist only to release it when the hands squeeze down at you.

“Your arms look terrible.” He lets your arms fall to your side and you lean against him, hands tapping against your skin in a nervous tic and you turn your head in a pitiful attempt to nuzzle into his chest. “Am I allowed to ask why?”

“I-” you want to give him a sarcastic answer but you don’t have the energy to- “It just happens sometimes. Usually when I get stressed. Sometimes out of nowhere. Other times when I get triggered by something.” You sigh and brush a strand of hair away from your face. “It’s no big deal, really. It’s been a while since I’ve had to deal with this.”

“And now?” He waits patiently for you to answer, hands coming to hold your waist. “Did we- Did I do something to trigger it?”

You shake your head. “Started a little bit before you came here.” You smile softly and you nudge your foot against his. “Maybe it’s like a partner thing. I mean,” you head tilts and you let your eyes close, “you do it too, right?”

He’s silent for a moment. “It’s not the same.”

“Isn’t it?” His hands run over your arms and you flinch. He mumbles an apology and you shake your head. “It’s fine. Just stings is all.”

“I like knowing that we have something in common but,” he starts turning you around gently, his hand coming to wrap around, resting against your back and the feeling to itch has faded substantially, “I don’t want it to be this.”

“What? You don’t like seeing us have matching marks?” You joke darkly, resting your temple over his beating heart.

“Stop it.”  Your smile falls and your arms wrap him. Your words are muffled, soft and slurred together and your arms hurt. “It’s fine. I just- I don’t like seeing you all,” he pauses and his hand clutches your shirt, “scratched up.”

“It doesn’t feel good seeing you like that either, you know?”

He sighs and pulls out your grasp. You look up at him with tired eyes and a parted mouth, hands falling down and wrapping around yourself in a mock hug. He stares at you and his mouth opens and closes a few times before he shoves you lightly, your back hitting the edge of the bed and you get the hint.

You both rest on the bed, shoulders and arms meeting and his mouth is pulled into a thin line. His hand brushes along yours and you give him a glance, raising your brows and you watch him intently as he raises your arm and presses his lips against it. His chapped lips meet your sensitive skin and it pricks differently. It’s not sharp or stinging, it feels light and fluttering and makes your face burn. You turn and scrunch your face at the act of intimacy, breathing sharply as his lips kiss over the raw skin.

“So shy all of a sudden?” He coos, the tip of his tongue poking out and swiping at a scratch that burns against your warm skin.

“Don’t lick,” you huff, “it’s gross.”

“We can be gross together,” he laments, letting your arm fall from his grasp and when you turn to face him, his face sports a handsome blush. “I know how it must feel and promising not to do it is difficult, so,” he pulls a face at his words and stares at the door, “next time the urge happens, just message me or whatever.”

You smile softly and it slowly breaks into a soft laugh. You press yourself against his collarbone and place your legs above his.. “As long as you promise to do the same.”

“Of course,” he replies immediately. “Whatever you want as long as it’ll help.”

You stay next to him, the pads of his fingers pressing over your skin, tracing over the lines and following a pattern until they fade into you. He hushes your soft whines when you whimper at the feeling of his brace scraping over you. He presses his lips over the pull and blows cool air over, pulling your arm up and placing his lips over your palm in a chaste kiss. He steadies himself over you, runs his lips up to the tips of your fingers and pulls you close to him, his eyes drooping and hand falling free from his grasp as he comes to place his face into the crook of your neck, hair tickling at your nose.

“Just tell me when you need me, okay?” He whispers against your neck. “I’ll be there for you."

[sebyuns]

so!! it’s my first time writing for a girl x boy and 1st time doing «imagines»!!:(( i hope it will be still kinda great and that you’ll enjoy them !! I hope it will cheer you up!

-so first i think a pretty and really warm flat would fit you both!! not a huge house, just a warm flat in which you can both cuddles and feel at home!

- you would have access to the rooftop, and at night you would both go there and stare at the sky, sharig the same blanket

- he would put his arms around you and make you sit on his laps so that you can stay warm and don’t catch a cold

- when you’d look up at the sky he would just stare at your face, loving the way the stars sparkle in your eyes

- and you would find it really cute, then get a little bit shy but he would kiss your nose and you’d get up & you’d both just play aroud on the roof

- when you’d get back home, you would prepare some tea/hot chocolate/whatever you and him like, together

- once the drinks would be ready you’d both sit on the couch and watch stupid tv shows to relax

- once again!! curled up in a warm and sweet blanket together!!

- you would be wearing the same pajamas bc you and him would totally love the concept of matching clothes!!

- like your wardrobe would be fuuuuull of couple clothes, from casual clothes to swimsuit and pajamas!

- back to the tv shows, once you’d get a little bored you would take random selfies with sehun!

- some would be taken with ur phone but some with a polaroid and you’d just print and ‘glue’ them to the wall!! lot of memories together!

- but at some point you would start taking ugly selfies together bc that’s fun and cute!

- and u would end up almost dying of laughter at 2am on the couch with ur bf

- not to mention your drinks almost ended up on the floor!

- but he is fast so he’d catch them!

- going to bed would be a good good time because it means cuddling for 2 hours!!

- you’d put some nice, slow background music and you’d just lay down in sehun’s arms, ur face placed where his heart is so that you can listen to his heartbeat!!

- it would calm you down a lot so you’d do that whenever you’d be stressed!

- + he loves looking at your face bc he thinks you’re the prettiest girl in the world

- he would rub his hand on ur back or play a little with ur hair!

- and also if you ask he could sing a little for you too

- and just like that you’d both fall asleep after a long time just talking about life and such and planting random little kisses on each other’s body from time to time

- bc u both fall asleep at 4am you would actually wake up at 1pm 

- but it wouldn’t be a waste as it means even more cuddles!

- before getting up you get +30mnts of hugs

- then when you both are wake enough you’ll go cooking together

- the kitchen would often be a mess bc you would play around with the flour and such!

- but it’s okay because cleaning would mean that you’ll both just dance (while cleaning of course) to some ridiculous songs

- bc ur talented at drawing, he would often ask you to teach him some tips and ask you to draw him/random things on his minds

- bc he knows you don’t like seeing a lot of people, instead of going partying at some weird ass nightclub on a saturday, u would do something different!

- like camping in the forest for example!

- during summer u would both go camping and enjoy a beautiful campfire (why not bringing Min along too?) and eat some grilled marshmallows (w/ oreos & tea !)

- if you have the chance, you would go to the river next the tent and swim a little bit, play around!

- at some times at home if you ever got upset or cry because of something, he wouldn’t ask right away in fear to bother you

- he would just give you a lot of gentle kisses, and some sweets

- then when you’re feeling a little better u would take a simple bath together because he wants you to relax in warm water and you would both just lay in the bathtub, talking and laughing

- he would wash your hair for u because he wants! to! help!

- if he is sure you’re ready to talk he would take his time to sit/lay down together and asked you

- and once you’d tell him he would take so much care of you, making sure you’re okay and warm!

- maybe you would go to the cinema sometimes, and he would be really cliché, like eatig popcorns from the same box and ‘crossing’ arms with you while drinking (idk if thats the right word??)

- also!! since you’re teaching him how to draw he would teach you how to dance better (than u already do!)

- he would looove watching you dance btw

- he would treat you w/ a lot of meals, and chose calm restaurants for you & ur favorite ones

- also during your cuddles sessions sometimes he would kiss your stomach and you’d giggle, making him smile this a-d-o-r-a-b-l-e smile!

- also, kinda every day you would try to be as funny as you can be, even if it means embarassing urself a little bc you love hearing his cute laugh!

- that’s all, sehu loves u!

Uuh I don’t think i’m good at imagines but anyays i had a loooot of fun writing this !! i hope you liked it, really, and if I ever have more ideas to add i’ll do it!!!

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Omg ??? Sbabbsbabsaaaaa I teared abit this was so cute nd fluffy I love it ??? So much??? And it was it first time ? Wow ?? :C I usually don’t read imagines but this was aaa !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can’t believe you even wrote that much for me ? To cheer me up ? Sounds unreal djsbdn how do I deserve u? :( 💕🍦💌 thank you so so so much !!!!!! Ily! !!! 367%