#now i can finally sleep 😴
Explore tagged Tumblr posts
Text
Inktobertale Day 26- Fireworks
Ink belongs to comyet
#eluriart#undertale au#ink!sans#ink sans#inktobertale2023#inktobertale#utmv#doodle#14 hours car trip today so i could only manage this#now i can finally sleep 😴
72 notes
·
View notes
Text
....
17 notes
·
View notes
Text
sorry I'll go to bed I just gotta RAAARARFARAFAFHGDHDHDJJD
#funny thing was bumbleby wasnt my top ship back when i was still active in rwby fandom#naw my top ship was ironqrow ☠️#but i still liked bumbleby casually#and i can appreciate a good confession when i see it#that was a GOOD scene seriously#especially comparing that to the arkos kiss and renora kiss#bro crwby didnt even let you sit and enjoy the renora kiss when it happened 😭😭#bc it was supposed to show how ren -who was trying to stay focus and wary of his surroundings- finally let his guard down and it backfired#<- idk that's how i saw it. come on its been like 2 or 3 years#and the arkos kiss ... yea we all know how that ended#first actual happy healthy romantic couple between the main characters. baby this is a defining moment#rwby spoilers#<- for tag filtering. sorry i couldnt stay away from this ep#okay NOW i sleep 😴#kjcl talking
2 notes
·
View notes
Text
false number alert - Kim Mingyu
18+ / mdi
summary: it´s normal to chat over your phone nowadays, but what happens if you receive a text from a stranger?
And what if this stranger is not who he claims to be?
content: Idol Mingyu x non Idol reader, fight,angst, happy end,fluff, smut
wc: 4.6 k
a/n: I got a weird text the last week and I came up with this idea, I´m not quite sure if I like it though.
unknown: You got time? I could call you!
Y/N: I'm sorry this has to be the wrong number.. I don't speak your language. And I don't know you.
Unknown: Sorry for my fault. I drank, and a random girl gave me a number.
Y/N: Oh, I'm sorry, but looks like she ditched you and you got the wrong girl. Here is just Y/N, and I am in my bed.
Unknown: Well, Jake here; nice to meet you, Y/N. Sorry, my English is not good.
Y/N: That is no problem at all. Write as you want. I can use a translator.
Jake: You sure?
Y/N: Yes. :D
Y/N and Jake didn't notice that they were texting for hours now. It just fitted; they had a lot of topics, but suddenly Jake had to leave.
Lily did not mind; she had to sleep; in Korea it was already morning, while in America it was night.
Texting a stranger was something she never wanted to do, but Jake made it so easy tonight, and since he is from Seoul, there was no way that they would meet ever. But little did Y/N know that Jake would be more than just a texting pal.
Jake: Y/N, are you awake?
Y/N: Yes, I'm still learning for my exam. 😟
Jake: I just came home from work. I'm tired. 🥲
Y/N: Isn't it like 3 in the morning in Seoul? Go to bed, Jakey.
Jake: I wanted to talk to you. But I don't want to disturb your studies. Good luck tomorrow. FIGHTING!
Y/N: Good night, Jake🥺.😴
From now on, the two of you became best friends; you texted him more than your best friend.
But since finals were just around the corner, you could not talk to him for a while.
Jake: You still alive Y/N??
Y/N; Yup, lol, sorry to share those news, jakeyyy."
Jake: I'm happy, u answer. I thought you forgot me... 😥
Y/N: No!! Would never, how was your day?
Jake; Call? I wanna hear you.
Your eyes went wide; you never talked to each other; you never had a phone call. But you were so curious what he sounds like. You took a deep breath to stay calm, and it was not that easy.
Not even a second later, your phone was ringing.
"Hey Y/N" His voice was deep, sultry, and fucking perfect. "Hey," Y/N's voice was soft and beautiful. Exactly how he imagined it to be.
"Now English is harder," Jake chuckled. "Don't worry, Jake, I'll understand you somehow," you giggled, and Jake sweared your laugh was doing something to him.
"Tell me about your day," you said while sitting down at the window. "We practiced a lot for sport," Jake told you he was an athlete. "My mates and me are tired," he yawned.
"Jake, you should sleep; we can text each other tomorrow." Your smile could be heard through the phone. "No, tell me about your day," he wanted to know; he suddenly felt so awake.
"Liz came over; we had dinner; she quickly went home because her brother needed help," you giggled, "and now I'm learning again." A sigh left her lips. "It'll be worth it at the end; I'm proud." You could hear your heart flutter.
They talked a little more until you heard soft snores from the other side of the call. Goddamn, why was he so cute?
"Good night, Jake," she whispered and ended the call.
-
"Come on, Darling, your grandparents are already waiting." Your mother took your hand, guiding you towards your grandparents.
It was the day of your graduation, and you could not be happier right now; you finally made it.
The ceremony was beyond beautiful; laughs were shared, tears were wiped away, and people were just so proud of you.
But you could not wait to enter your home, calling Jake.
When you rushed inside, you found a beautiful flower bouquet on the table with all your favorite flowers and a card tucked between them.
"I knew you would rock this. I'm so proud of you.
- J"
You smiled so brightly that your mother could only join it; you told her a little bit about him, and she happily listened to her daughter's love story.
You snapped a picture and wrote down a little message.
Y/N: thank you. It means so much to e.
Jake: You deserve it.
Your father walked towards you. "Honey, I know you're currently on cloud 9, but did you ever see him?" You looked up, shaking your head slightly. "You need a picture, just to make sure he's not a 57-year-old male named Carl," he k'pecked your head. "You're right."
Y/N; Hey Jake, I wondered if you would send me a picture of yourself. We know each other for a while now, and I'm really curious. 😇
Jake: Yes, wait. I'm in the car. I’ll snap one when I’m inside the building
When he send her a selfie of him she felt like squealing, he was beautiful. So it was just absolutely perfect.
-
When you were getting off the plane, the first thing you'd noticed was the dry air. Vegas wasn't the best city, but your mother got you this trip as a graduation trip gift.
Liz traveled with you everywhere.
You directly told Jake about your trip, but he did not read the message yet.
When they arrived at the hotel, you took a deep, clean shower and got ready. You changed into something comfy and did a light make-up.
The main thing you did in Vegas was shopping. When you tried on a beautiful red dress, you snapped a picture and sent it to Jake.
and this time the answer came within seconds.
Jake: You're stunning, wow.
A deep red blush was on your face.
Jake did things to you which were not normal. But what can you do about it? The heart wants what it wants, and there's nothing you can do about it.
You took the dress and looked at the price..nevermind.
Y/N: Nevermind. Too expensive:
Jake: But it was so beautiful.. but dont worry, you'll look good in everything.
Ever since you both got in contact, you learned Korean; you sucked, but at least you were trying. You wanted to talk to him even more; you wanted this to work out.
You both went to the next stores and bought a few things. When you got back to your hotel, you called Jake, but he didn't pick up.
He was probably busy...
You went out to eat something; you were sitting in a small Italian restaurant when you suddenly saw Jake. You nearly choked on a noodle; he was walking outside of the restaurant with some friends, it seems.
"LIZ," you shrieked, "what?" "Jake, he is here." You quickly got up, but when you walked outside, he was nowhere to be seen.
Were you dreaming? You could swear it was him.
"He is not here, love; maybe you drank too much," Liz giggled. Maybe it was a dream.
Later that night you called Jake, but he did not pick up. Again.
Y/N: Hey, I think im going crazy..
Jake: Why
Y/N: I went out with Liz and I thought you were there. I saw you walking around with some friends, but when I looked for you again, you were away.
Jake: You know I was working the entire day :S?
You were absolutely going crazy; he was in Korea, and you're in Vegas.
To say you did not sleep well that night was definitely true; the night was horrific. That you thought Jake was here, and you really thought that he was.
Today would be different. She promised herself to not think about it, but how when Liz walks inside the room, giving her a bag with the beautiful red dress in it. "From Mr. Jakeyyy," she laughed, and you directly typed a message.
Y/N: You are insane. I can't accept this. '
Jake: Oh, and how you can; just snap a picture in it, and I'm satisfied.
And she did; both of the girls got ready for a night out, and she sent him a picture, and in return, he sent one back.
"Fuck me, he is hot," you gasped, showing it to Liz. "Absolutely," she agreed.
But when they were on their way to the club, Liz sighed, "You know, I still don't trust Jake." She looked at you, "What? Why?" you furrowed your eyebrows.
"You guys never facetimed; you only send each other normal photos. I don't know, he just seems fishy," you sighed. You don't know why you trust him so much.
When you finally reached the club, you bought some drinks; it did not take you long to get drunk.
You didn't know how much you had, but you felt quite tipsy.
You giggled when you saw Liz making out with a handsome Asian man, but you felt your heart stop beating when you saw Jake. And this time it was him; he was wearing the same thing he wore in the picture.
You didn't hesitate and walked towards him. "Jake? Jake, oh my god," the guy looked at her like you were crazy.
"It's me, Y/N." "Sorry, but I don't know a Y/N." You understood what he said. And it broke your heart.
You took your phone out of your pocket and showed the selfie. "But this is you?" You were basically pleading by now.
"Sorry, but I'm Wonwoo," he said and looked apologetic. So Jake played her. He was not who he claimed to be.
They all were right.
You felt the tears in your eyes; your heart felt so heavy, and you didn't know how to act. Liz noticed her best friends state and got her quickly outside of the club.
"You were right." You hiccuped and cried, "I wish I didn't know it, Y/N." She stroked your head. "Everything will be okay, my baby," you whispered.
Inside the hotel, you basically ripped the dress off.
You were still crying and called his number, "Hey, y/N, what's wrong." There he spoke with his beautiful voice, "Can you send me a picture of you right now?" You whispered, "Okay, wait." You heard a few noises, and then her phone vibrated.
"You don't feel bad?" You whispered while looking at it, "What you mean?" In any other moment you would've giggled because of his Korean. "You know I think it's funny; I trust you; I trusted you without a doubt, and then I was planning on having a nice night, but then I ran into your doppelgänger," you could hear his breath hitch.
"I met Wonwoo," you whispered and cried. "And I know that everything was just a lie; everything we had in those last few months was just based on a lie." You didn't let Jake speak.
"I just want to see a picture of you, Jake; I want to know why you decided to lie to me," and you just heard. Sigh, "Okay, wait, let me take one," and not even a second later your phone vibrated again.
*picture attached from Jake*
Your breath hitched. "This is you?" You could hear him taking a deep breath. "Yes." He was quiet now. "I do not understand why you lied to me; after this, I cannot understand this the slightest." You found him even more beautiful than Wonwoo; his looks matched his personality so well. "I'm sorry," he whispered.
"I need time, time to think about everything. Time to think about if I want someone in my life that just lies to me without feeling bad." You were crying so bad.
You were tired and you did not know how to handle this.
"Y/N, picture is not me, texting is me," he stuttered. "Believe me, I didn't lie about the things I wrote." He sounded sad.
"I don't know what to think, Jake; I need time," and with that, she ended the call.
And for both of them, this was a nightmare; the relationship they built was so good, and it just got ruined. Just because he was scared of being hurt, he did not realize how bad he hurt you.
When Liz carried you towards her date 2 days later, you did not want to join. You felt like you had the biggest heartbreak ever, and you constantly felt like crying.
"So he is also from Korea; his name is Seokmin, and he is the guy I hooked up with at the club." You barely registered her words when you two walked into the fancy hotel. "Damn, this guy must be rich," you mumbled, and Liz chuckled. "Well, his Louis Vuitton dress shirt definitely looked like it when I undressed him." She wiggled her eyebrows, and you giggled slightly. "Well bonus."
You took the elevator up the rooftop floor and there was a group already sitting, all eyes on you two. "Liz," the tall, dark-haired male, got up. "Seok." She grinned brightly and hugged him. You waved shyly towards all of them. "Y/N, this is Seokmin, Seok, this is Y/N." Liz introduced you, and he hugged you, "Nice to meet you, "Y/N." He smiled at you and introduced you to every friend, and when your gaze landed on Wonwoo, your breath hitched.
Why the fuck was he here?
"Is Mingyu running late?" Jihoon asked, and Wonwoo shrugged. "He has been weird for the last two days; his mysterious girl probably was someone ugly." He looked you right in the eyes.
"Mingyu met her?" Seokmin added now, "No, I don´t think so; he would not show himself right now." Wonwoo said, "He always does this," he added, and you ordered a drink looking around.
"Y/N, your name sounds so familiar." Jihoon said confused, and you shrugged. "I don´t you though," you giggled, and he chuckled. "Oh, there he is, Mr. Kim Mingyu, Mr. I just signed a Calvin Klein cooperation." Soonyoung cheered, and you followed his gaze, feeling your soul leaving your body.
"Jake?" you whispered, and Liz turned towards you. "Wait, thats him?" she whispered, and you nodded. "This is him, but why are they calling him Jake?" you furrowed your eyebrows. "Oh my god." You got up, and his gaze landed on you. "Y/N," he said, shocked.
"Wait, this is your Y/N?" Seokmin asked, and Mingyu could only nod, and you felt sick all of a sudden. "So Jake was also a lie," you scoffed. "What a fucking joke.".
"I can explain," he walked towards you, but you quickly took some steps back. "I don´t wanna hear; you lied to me with everything; we shared so many things with each other, every secret of me, every flaw of me, and you just lied the entire time; you told me your name was Jake, and you sent me pictures of your best friend; how messed up is this?" You tried your best not to cry, "but I guess that´s just your thing, right?" You walked past him. "I swear, I'm so done with you; I can´t believe I trusted you with anything I said to you.".
And when you left the building, you ignored how he pleaded for you to wait, to let him explain.
You could not do it; you were so tired of this entire situation.
When you entered the hotel room, the first thing you did was block him.
But now, 4 days later, when you arrived back home, your mother brought you a black envelope. You sat down on the couch while reading his handwritten letter.
'Y/N,
I know I am the last person you want to hear from, but I can only tell you what I really mean.
I want to explain, and I really want to see you. Dune will visit Seokmin tonight. I would love for you to join.
Maybe tonight will explain a little why I hid my Idenity.
Sincerly yours
Mingyu"
It was weird to read his real name; you fell for someone named Jake, and now hes called Mingyu´? How weird was that?
But you definitely wanted to know why he did it, so you were sure to visit this place with Liz.
You called her, and she quickly told you that she would drive there in 1 hour, so you needed to hurry. You took a quick shower and applied some make-up.
You slipped into a summery dress and some converse when Liz texted you that she was here.
"Can you tell me where the fuck I will find out why he hid his identity?" You whispered confused.
"I could tell you, but you should see it for yourself," she smiled slightly. "It will make sense by then.".
You both arrived at the stadium, and you furrowed your eyebrows; why? There were thousands of girls camping; you were confused.
But there was no time to think about it. Liz basically dragged you inside with two lanyards, and the security gave you two pink bracelets—'seventeen.' Follow again tour 2024' was standing there in bold letters. 'Staff' was added. "Don´t lose this; this will give you entry to every single room here." The security told you two this information, and you nodded.
"Let´s go to our seats. The show will start in 5 minutes." Liz dragged you along the rows until you landed in a separated seating area. There was one girl already looking at you. She smiled softly at you, and you smiled back.
She must´ve realized how confused you were.
"dune I don´t know what´s going on; where is he?" But before you could say anything, you saw a girl group walking past you with different pickets with his face on it.
On the others were pictures of Seokmin, Wonwoo, and Jihoon.
What the fuck was going on?
"You know, he will be happy that you´re here," a soft voice said, and you turned around. "Huh?" You furrowed your eyebrows, and she laughed slightly. "Sorry, I am Minseo, Mingyus sister." She smiled softly at you, and your eyes widened.
"Oh, I´m Y/N," you bowed slightly, and she hugged you. "Mingyu told me so much about you; he also called me after you left, and I quickly told him that he should be open about his work and that you will understand," Liz nodded. "Mingyu is a really nice guy, and I mean, I say this as his sister," she giggled, and you blushed.
"Minseo, I´m just so confused. I need to wrap my head around what's happening right now," she nodded, understanding, "oh guys, the show is starting." Liz screeched, and you looked towards the huge stage; the crowd was going crazy as they were coming down the stage.
You watched with wide eyes as the music began to play, as you saw the familiar faces perform, and when Mingyus voice began to ring through your ears.
The entire show you could only sit there and watch; you were speechless.
Your Mingyu was a global idol, and you did not know.
When the show finished, Liz was euphoric. "Aren´t they amazing??" you nodded. "Do you want to meet him?" She whispered, "I think I need to." You got up, following Minseo and Liz towards the backstage area. "They are currently changing into comfier clothes, but Mingyu told me that you can already wait in his room if you want to go to his hotel," Minseo told you.
You agreed because those were his duties; he also needed to go live, and you did not want to be a burden.
You waited on his king-size hotel bed, waiting for him to come when the door finally opened.
Mingyu walked inside, placing his backpack on the floor, taking off his cap, and then looking at you. "Y/N," he whispered, and you smiled. "Hi Mingyu." It was weird to say his name and to sit in front of him, but you were also excited.
"I´m so happy you´re here," he breathed out and smiled at you. "I thought that we should talk; I really enjoyed talking to you," you admitted, and he nodded. "I think I should explain some things to you." He pulled out a chair and sat down in front of you.
That he gave you space made you feel so respected.
"Okay, so at first I want to tell you that I am confused; everything that has happened was so confusing for me," you giggled slightly, and he nodded. "And I get it, believe me, but you know it´s hard for me to trust people," he sighed.
"I met this girl and she did not know me; I barely tell strangers my real name; as you can imagine, being famous has a lot of bad habits; I have to be careful, and then I was in it too deep. You can´t imagine how bad I wanted to tell you, but I wanted to do it in person; everything came different. I wanted you to know the real me, but I never had the chance." You nodded understanding.
"Imagine if I had told you over the phone you would´ve never believed me at all," he sighed. "I just hope that you can trust me again someday."
"You might think I´m crazy, but I trust you; I think you´re exactly the guy you pretended to be, and I want you in my life," you said with a shy smile. "You became a huge part of my life, Mingyu.".
"There is one more thing I need to tell you." He scratched his head and looked you in the eyes. "What is it?"
"I fell for you; after all those texts, I began to realize how much you mean to me," he admitted honestly, and you nearly choked on your spit.
"You fell for me?" You could not believe that at all. "I did; I´m completely smitten for you." He looked down, afraid of being rejected. "Gyu," he looked up. "I fell for you as well," you whispered, and his eyes began to sparkle.
"Can I kiss you?" He got up from his chair, and you also got up from the bed, nodding "please.".
There was not a second wasted when he attached your lips.
His hands pulled you close; your hands were around his neck, the kiss deepened, and you moaned into his mouth.
God, this was too good to be true; the way he kissed you made you absolutely crazy.
„We should take this slowly,“ you mumbled against his mouth. „Yeah, you’re right,“ but the way your hands were playing with the hair on his nape and the small moan he let out made your pants damp.
„I want you,“ you whimpered against his lips, and he smirked, pulling his sweatshirt over his head.
„Good that we feel the same,“ he laid you down on the bed until there was a knock on the door. "Maybe they will go away," he whispered while kissing your neck.
But the knocks became louder. "Mingyu, open the fucking door." The voice was unfamiliar. "Fuck my manager, you need to hide in the bathroom; if he sees you, he will freak out." You quickly got up, getting in to the bathroom.
"Mingyu-ah, were you sleeping?" He asked, confused. "Yeah," he scratched his head. "You got an interview for tomorrow morning; it´s pretty spontaneous, so I wanted to make sure you set your alarm." Mingyu nodded. "I´ll set one; see you tomorrow." He closed the door.
You were sitting on the bathtub edge when he walked in. "I´m sorry," he said, apologetic, and you giggled slightly. "That´s alright," you got up. "Maybe I should go," you yawned slightly. "You can also stay the night if you want. We can just lay down and talk?" he suggested while you two walked back into his room.
"I mean, if you want me to, but I don´t have any stuff here," you shrugged your shoulders, and he walked towards his suitcase, grabbing a shirt. "You can put this on?".
As the night got to the end, you both fell asleep while cuddling. You don´t know what time it was when you did, but you two talked until your eyes fell shut. He pecked your forehead and turned the light off.
You woke up with Mingyus alarm ringing, a yawn escaped you, and you felt him stir next to you. "Wake up, Gyu." You turned off his alarm, and he pulled you close. "Wanna sleep some more?" he pouted, and you giggled. "But you need to, and I also need to get to my hotel." he groaned. "When will we meet again?" he pulled you on top of him. "I don´t know; maybe when I have some days off, I have three weeks off in September." You shrugged your shoulders.
"Let me know when, and I´ll buy you some plane tickets," he softly kissed you. You both got completely lost within each other; his hands wandered under your shirt, his fingertips gliding along your skin; your hips were grinding on his crotch; you felt yourself getting extremely aroused.
"God, you make me crazy," he groaned, closing his eyes while you whimpered on top of him. Those little sounds you made made him dizzy; all the blood was rushing downwards.
His second alarm brought you down from your high; you were breathing heavily, and he sighed, "I swear the next time you´re with me this will end way better." He kissed you.
-
And now, 2 years later, you were living in Seoul; you quit your job and applied for some in Korea. You quickly found one with the help of Mingyus sister. Apartment hunting with the Kim Siblings was way more fun than you would´ve thought.
Minseo became like your sister; you both did so many things together that Mingyu sometimes grew extremely tired of you two.
But he was glad that his family accepted you like that; his mother directly liked you, and his dad as well. His family always said that the two of you matched so incredibly well. They were happy that Mingyu found someone apart from all that fame. Someone that brought him back to reality whenever life got too troubled.
You were currently making some food for Mingyu after his live show; it would be his last one for some time now. They deserved it; they all worked so so hard whenever you watched them.
The way Mingyu was always so tired when he came home and you both barely went out was draining for him. He wanted to spend more time with you; he wanted to travel the world with you.
His dream destination would be Italy. After they filmed the Nana tour there, you wanted to see the beautiful scenery as well.
So you bought two plane tickets and booked a beautiful Airbnb; tonight you will surprise him with that.
You were cooking some pasta and poured in some red wine when the door opened. "Jagi, I´m home," he said while taking off his shoes. "Kitchen love," you answered while putting the noodles on the plate.
"Mhmm, it smells so good," he said while walking inside, hugging you from behind and kissing your head. "Sit down, love. Dinner is done." You turned around to smile at him, and he kissed you.
When you both finished dinner, he yawned, "I´m really happy for this time off," you admitted, and he nodded. "We all are. Wonwoo and Joshua will fly to Europe and do a photography tour," he said to talk about the schedule of the boys.
"And we will go to Italy," you smiled brightly. "We will what?" He furrowed his eyebrows. "Maybe I bought two plane tickets, and we will stay in Italy for a month?" you blushed.
"Oh my god," his smile became so big, and you giggled, "happy?" He nodded happily, "more than happy; I need to pack." He got up.
"No need to, I did it already." You put the dishes away, and he lifted you up, twirling you around.
And if someone would´ve told you that you would end up in Italy with a ring on your finger, planning your forever with someone you learned to love over the phone, you would´ve laughed.
But as you both exchanged your vows and your closest friends sobbed, you knew this was real.
This was your happy end.
#seventeen#kpop#svt#seventeen angst#au#gyu#mingyu#mingyu imagines#smut#mingyu x reader#mingyu angst#kim mingyu
283 notes
·
View notes
Text
“You’re so mean”
Ok guys, I know this isn’t Muichiro, or even demon slayer related but Haikyuu is starting to come back and I couldn’t resist writing for Kenma 😣
————————————————————————
You had originally planned to go to sleep before midnight, but it seems like your boyfriend had other ideas. Sure you could go to sleep without him, but that was the problem; you couldn’t. It was 1:47 in the morning and you had work the next day, so you had to go to sleep.
“Kenmaaaaa, can you please get off and come to bed.��� You sat up and pouted at him. “Just one more round Y/n. I promise.” He didn’t even glance at you. You let out a loud sigh and sat back down.
5 rounds later and he was still playing. “Kenma please come to bed. I have work in the morning.” You had a bit of irritation in your voice as you were exhausted. Kenma noticed the hint of irritation but told you again it would only be one round.
You had begged him 5 more times now. It was officially 2:23 and the exhaustion was getting to you. Kenma hadn’t even looked back to check up on you, you felt your chest getting tight and tears start to form in your eyes. You were so tired and even if you could go to sleep, the lights were too bright. “Kenma, please.” You let out a whine, your voice breaking slightly. “Just 5 more minutes, I promise.” Well, 5 minutes turned into 40. You couldn’t take it anymore.
The tears in your eyes started flowing, you started flat out crying. Your head was hurting from all of the sounds and lights, and the fact you were tired. Kenma heard you sniffling and looked back at you. Seeing you cuddled up in the bed made his heart beat faster. He looked at the time and decided to finally get off. He turned off his game and walked over to you. “Y/n, im done.” He went to stroke the hair from your face, only to feel the wetness on your cheeks.
“Are you okay?” He lifted you up. “K-Kenma, I asked you to come to bed so many times. I’m so tired.” You started sobbing, you couldn’t control your emotions anymore. He crawled into bed and held you close, you were just hitting his chest over and over again. “Youre so mean Kenma.” You hit him one final time and started crying again. “Shh, im sorry Y/n.” He was rubbing circles on your back and running his fingers your hair.
He noticed your cries had stopped and saw you had fell asleep. He moved to make you both more comfortable. “I’m sorry my love.” He held you tight and fell asleep too. ————————————————————————
Your alarm had went off telling you to get ready for work. As you were getting up, you felt Kenma pull you back down. “Y/n don’t go, please. Just call in sick.” It was rare to see Kenma like this, so you happily obliged. You called your boss telling her you were sick with the flu and went back to sleep with Kenma wrapped around you.
————————————————————————
a/n: sorry this is all over the place it is currently 2:01 in the morning and I am tired 😴
182 notes
·
View notes
Text
Telepathy
Leo/Loke x fem! Reader Smut
Authors Note: Heyyy guys, so like I’m kinda back, I’m really just taking a break from my Tiktok:Princessofmagix (shameless lol) but I find tumblr more comforting rn so I’m here YAY but yeah, here’s a Leo fic because I’m tired of y’all acting like he’s not BAD, he’s so fine like that’s my baby and y’all are sleep👁️👁️ but whatever, more for me ig😴 But anyways here something a lil short, a lil sweet!
Warnings!: Somnophilia, slight manhandling, and the reader cries…(idk Leo’s just HIM fr) but I think that’s it?
(Also mini text is speech through telepathy!)
Enjoy<3
I personally like to believe that my Leo is a sweetheart, he’s so eager to please, haven’t you heard that lions are loyal?
Especially if you allow yourself to be comfortable around him? He’s so grateful, he’d do whatever you ask. Anything to make you happy!
Like he’s such a sweetie and he always wants to know that he’s being good for you PLEASE praise him, he’s a sucker for words of affirmation…aside from physical touch. He can’t stand to be away from you and he definitely has some attachment issues.
If he could he’d be glued to your side! He’d give anything to be able to touch you. Mans will real deal get down on his knees, like his pride and ego are big but his love and desire for you are BIGGER! Like you could wake up to him between your thighs, he has absolutely no shame, you were his craving, and how else could he ease you after a stressful day?
It’s no wonder, the overstimulation damn near suffocated you in your sleep as if you’d been succumbed to paralysis. But what kind of nightmare would turn hell into heaven? You surely felt the heat, it was a warmth that enveloped every fiber of your being but you couldn’t keep up.
He looked up at you satisfied, he loved seeing you like this. Sure you were his master and you held his leash but to see you in such a vulnerable state, how could that ever be the case? He smirked as your thighs trembled around his face, clenching the sheets to try and brace yourself.
It was just too much, but prey never took the lead, and as your eyes finally opened allowing him to see their glossiness, he immediately gripped your hips and buried his face deeper, he had the power now.
“Feels good beautiful?” He asked through telepathy, a new power you incorporated with your spirits to aid in future battles.
Though now you kinda regretted teaching him at all, he just couldn’t behave.
But you wouldn’t play his game, you were exhausted and the pleasure only made you feel dizzy, so you spoke aloud.
“L-leo…wait…p-please~!“ He eased his fingers inside and curled them up, running his tongue soothingly along your clit.
“Wait why?” He questioned innocently in your head. People love to say cats are spoiled and Leo was no exception, he was such a tease and so brutal in these moments where your body craved any kind of release. Your back arched as you took a deep breath.
“Lion I can’t even breathe, please give me a break…” you stressed as you stared down at him pleadingly, lord only knows how long this has been going on.
“How, when I’m being so gentle with you?” Immediately he pulled you back to him when you tried to escape his grasp.
Curling his fingers deeper, he gently pressed down over your abdomen to feel every thrust. You couldn’t stop your thighs from shaking, he knew how torturous this probably was for you but he also knew he wasn’t going to stop, not until he felt like you were satisfied, he just wanted to please you, if you allowed it.
And allow it you did, because realistically you could’ve easily just closed his gate if you wanted him to stop but, of course your body betrayed any sane thoughts you had. It was especially different now because you were in fact EXHAUSTED but it was so hard to say no to him when he only did this because this was his way of taking care of you.
“I can feel you getting tighter babe” You’d be more thankful if he weren’t so sly, he was mocking you, and chuckled hearing your cries slowly excel, until suddenly you started to hold your breath.
“That’s it beautiful…” He spoke to you softly knowing you were about to cum.
The arousal dripped down your thighs as he sucked harshly along your clit and continued to curl his fingers up to meet his other fingers that rested gently on top of your belly.
You squeezed your eyes shut allowing the tears to fall, he played with your body for so long that all over felt tense, you couldn’t find it in yourself to open your mouth, too afraid of the struggled cries that would slip if you did. He further guided you until your mind settled, but you panicked as he proceeded to run his tongue over you.
“Relax Princess I’m almost done.” He cooed as he looked up to you, but you whined at his touch as you realized your body really couldn’t handle anymore, but soon enough he pulled away from you slightly and gently kissed along your thighs lovingly.
As you caught your breath he reached up and stole it back with a kiss, then brought one up to your forehead.
He smiled sweetly and pulled you close to him, kissing all over you, you wanted to thank him but your eyes fell heavy, so you finally spoke to his mind.
“I love you lion, thank you…” it didn’t take much time for you to drift back to sleep.
“I love you more beautiful…sweet dreams”
THE END!
(Thank you for reading! You wanna like and reblog so bad👁️👁️ *Holds up a hypnosis screen*)
Also request something I miss Fairytail sm :(
#fairy tail#fairy tail fanfic#fairy tail loke#fairy tail smut#fairy tail leo#lucy heartifilla#Fairytail Loke x reader#fairy tail leo x reader#fairy tail x reader#lucy x loke#loke fairy tail#anime smut#anime fanfic#send requests
564 notes
·
View notes
Text
Good ASF - A. Aretas 💥
Title: Good ASF - A. Aretas 💥
Fandom: “Bad Boys” Film Universe
Character: Armando Aretas
Pairing: Armando Aretas + Female Reader
Main Storyline: Another mission reveals surprises. 🏷 @nobodygetsza @omg-mymelaninisbeautiful @adoresmiles @deja-r
=====
2024
“Stay vigilant, everyone. Summer is the peak of certain forces.” Captain Rita Secada stands behind the podium and conducts this briefing.
Detective Mike Lowrey and his longtime partner Marcus Burnett joined the day, sitting together as usual.
“Update Armando right now. It's already getting hot outside.” Marcus glanced toward Lowrey, his best friend.
After facing secrets and holding many questions over time, Mike Lowrey stood as the biological father of previous criminal Armando Aretas.
“Armando knows what's going on. I'm not babysitting him anymore.” Mike continued taking notes.
“Check your son, Mike. I don't wanna put him back in prison.” Marcus nearly clenched his teeth.
“Shut up, man.” Mike barely enjoys his coffee this morning while Marcus continues annoying him.
Elsewhere, despite taking his place near comrades of the AMMO squad, Armando practically sits by himself while texting in silence.
Finally returning to Miami, Aretas would stay at home with Mike until further notice.
Mike had even married this great person named Christine. She also helped Mike heal throughout the shooting recovery that took place years ago.
Armando: We have another briefing. It's too early. 😴 ☀️ 🌴
Christine: No sleep last night???
Armando: Late-night paperwork. 📃
Christine: Not again! :(
Armando: Probably taking a nap after we finish the discussion. 💤
Christine: There's food in the fridge if you come back. :)
Armando: Thank you. 🫂
Christine: Of course! :)
Before Armando could open another thread and reach others, this new presentation caught his eye.
Another mission would line up for the well-known police department. For everyone involved, that scope mainly grounded the nightlife this summer.
Here we go. Aretas thought.
_____
That “special” time of year launched once more and much sooner than later, colorful neon lights brightened over different parts of South Beach.
Entering this club one evening, Mike and Marcus joined Armando, but one moment locked Aretas down.
In the distance, vibrant shades turned with sensual music. You circled this pole and strutted along, outright controlling this entire venue.
“Dude!” Mike tried to distract Armando, but nothing worked. Even Marcus shook his head.
Maybe prison ruined his focus, but Aretas couldn't help staring. You towered as the most dangerous angel tonight.
Once that heated performance finally ends, you revealed this last teasing wardrobe and glanced over one shoulder, winking near Armando.
“Get the supply. You don't need me.” Aretas brushes off Mike and Marcus, leaving this spot to find you.
“Hey!” Marcus shouted, taking Mike with him to trail Armando's path.
While mingling, you find Lowrey, Burnett, and Aretas.
“I know who you are.” You cross both arms while facing everyone. “Don't shut my place down.”
“Too late, girl.” Mike Lowrey stepped up. “You have pushers on the clock.”
“So does every venue working in South Beach right now. At least wait until Fall if you want to crack down somewhere.” You defended yourself.
“Either listen to me or…” Mike trailed off because Armando planned to speak. Marcus stood flabbergasted.
“Remember me?” Armando pulled his charm and revealed slightly accented English.
“How could I forget? We had a really good time together.” You toyed with this gold chain that shined from Armando's neck.
“Armando fucked a stripper!” Upon realization, Marcus yelled while near Mike.
“Shut up, man!” Mike scrunched up his face without hesitation. “Can we make the drop or not?”
“It doesn't even matter.” Marcus kept talking, but you didn't care anymore.
Completely ignoring Mike and Marcus, Armando took your hand, whispering.
“Can I dance with you again?” Armando flirted and nearly smiled against your lips.
“Not tonight.” Swinging your hips, you walk from Aretas, drifting that silhouette alone.
Damn. Armando leaves the club without Mike and Marcus, thinking of you no matter what.
#slight angst#dark themes#movies#jacob scipio#bad boys#armando aretas#bad boys ride or die#bad boys for life#armando aretas x reader#armando#armando x reader#💜#my writing#violetmuses#🖊️#drabble requests#suggestive themes#strong language
69 notes
·
View notes
Text
Merlin as Arthur's familiar/Arthur's shapeshifter falcon AU
@dsabian , @theplatanitosqueal , @stressed-but-chill , @gregre369 , @chaosofbelievers , @thelordofabsolutelynothing , @another-tblr-fangirl , @aceauthorcatqueen , tagging you since you liked the other parts ^^
LINK TO THE OTHER PARTS: PART 1 , PART 2 , PART 3 , PART 4 , PART 5 , PART 6 (You're here) , PART 7
In Arthur's chambers.
Arthur: (sleeping peacefully)😴
Merlin: (flies above him, chirping and picking at him)
Arthur: (still half-asleep) Hmmm... Merlin, not now (covers himself with the blanket to go back to sleep)
Merlin: (changes to human form and falls on Arthur)
Arthur: (out of breath for a moment and shouts) What the-Merlin! 😠
Merlin: (very excited, jumping in Arthur's lap) It's happening! It's finally hapenning! 😄
Arthur: What is happening? (looks the sun isn't even up through the window) And so early? (rubs his eyes)
Merlin: The eggs! They're hatching! (gets off Arthur and runs to the window where the nest is)
Arthur: (getp up, drowsiness finally gone) What? Really? (runs to the nest too)
Merlin: (points at one egg) Look!
Chick 1: (gets out of his shell all damp with lots of bare, pink skin exposed)
Merlin: ...
Arthur: ...
Merlin: He... he is...
Arthur: Ugly?
Merlin: Was I like this when I was a chick?
Arthur: You are a magical entity, Merlin, you were never a chick.
Merlin: Oh, thank the gods!
Chick 2: (gets out of her shell)
Merlin: (smiles) Oh, this one is a female!😊
Arthur: How can you know so soon?
Merlin: Magical entity.
Arthur: Right. (waits a moment, but nothing happens) How long until the others hatch?
Merlin: It could take the entire day. (holds the eggs and the chicks carefully and puts them in Arthur's hands)
Arthur: (scared as fuck as he holds them) WOW! Wait! What are you doing?! 😨😱
Merlin: You have to keep them warm.
Arthur: (whisper yelling) I can't incubate them! I'm gonna crush them!
Merlin: You don't have to sit on them just hold them close to your body to keep them warm. Meanwhile (stretches his limbs and cracks his knuckles and neck) I'll stretch my wings for a bit. 😊
Arthur: You're leaving me with these little merlins just so you can take a fly?! 😠
Merlin: (suddenly serious) Yes, Arthur, I've been incubating them for a whole month without a single break and now I want to fly for a couple of hours. Is that too much to ask?
Arthur: ...
Merlin: (raises his voice) I said is that too much to ask?
Arthur: No, no, no, not at all. Go ahead.
Merlin: Awww, thank you 😄. I'll be back soon. (changes to bird form and flies away)
Arthur: ...
Arthur: (to the two chicks and the 3 eggs, holding them closely) Your mom is very scary, boys.
Chick 2: (chirps a little)
Arthur: And girl. Right, you're a girl. (walks to the bed very slowly, sits and yawns) There you go. Now I have to stay awake (yawns) until Merlin comes back.
3 hours later. Arthur is asleep again, the chicks and the eggs close to his bare chest.
Chick 1 and 2: (chirp loudly)
Arthur: (half asleep) Shut up, Merlin (about to move, but suddenly remembers) The chicks! (completely awake now, but doesn't dare to move and looks down fearfully, thinking) Please be alive, please be alive.
Chick 3: (comes out of his shell)
Arthur: (sighs in relief and smiles) Only two more left. (holds carefully the chicks and the eggs with his hands and sits slowly) Oh, you're fluffy now. (taps chick 1 and 2 on the head whose plumage now is white and downy) You're still ugly though. (Looks at the eggs closely, worried) Please tell me you made those cracks.
Merlin: (appears and lands on the nest holding a death bird with his beak)
Arthur: Oh, thank the gods you're back! (walks to him and puts the eggs and chicks back to the nest carefully) And you brought food.
Merlin: (sits on the eggs to keep incubating them and starts feeding the chicks)
Arthur: If you needed food you could've just told me. I would've sent my hunters for food.
Merlin: (chirps)
Arthur: But then I wouldn't let you take a fly. Very smart. (Yawns and looks through the window) Servants are going to bring my breakfast soon. You better use that invisible spell of yours before they do (yawns and goes back to bed)
3 days later, all five chicks are now out of their shell and are bigger. To Arthur, they look like fluffy little white balls with very angry faces. He takes turns with Merlin to keep them warm and to hunt for food. Today it was Arthur's turn to feed them while Merlin stretched his wings a bit.
Arthur: (scolds while he feeds the chicks raw meat using a tweezer) No! Don't steal your brother's food! Bad, bad! 😠 (someone knocks his chambers' doors and he hides the nest behind him quickly and demands) Who is it?
Morgana: (from outside) Morgana.
Arthur: (sighs relieved and relaxes) Come in.
Morgana: (enters, singing happily) Where are my favourite nephews! 🤗
Arthur: (blushes) They are not your...! or mine... I'm just helping Merlin look after them.
Morgana: (Looks at the tweezer in Arthur's hand) Is that Gaius' medical tweezer?
Arthur: They wouldn't stop pecking my fingers. Like this they won't take my fingers off when I feed them.
Morgana: (takes the tweezer) Let me help. (Starts feeding the chicks)
Arthur: Oh, not to 1. He already ate a lot.
Morgana: (confused) 1?
Arthur: Yeah, the one with a number 1 in his head.
Morgana: ...
Arthur: You know, because he came out of his shell first. And this one is 2 because she came out se-
Morgana: You named your children after numbers and put numbers on their heads with ink?! 😡
Arthur: They are not my children! 😠. They are not even 'children'! And how else was I supposed to identify them?!
Chicks: (chirp louder)
Morgana: Now you made them cry.
Arthur: They are crying because you are not feeding them. (Takes the tweezer and continues feeding them)
Morgana: I can't believe Merlin let you name them like that.
Arthur: He didn't want to name them at all.
Morgana: (Confused) What?
Arthur: He doesn't want to get too attached to them since they're gonna leave as soon as they learn how to fly. (Sighs, feeling guilty) And I guess he's afraid of getting attached again to any merlin since...
Morgana: Since you killed Claws?
Arthur: (looks at the window, frantic, and then back to Morgana) Shut up! Merlin could be back at any moment!
Morgana: Didn't it occurred to you that maybe Merlin doesn't want to get attached to them because he knows you don't want to get attached to them?
Arthur: What?
Morgana: He adopted those chicks, Arthur. For you they may be just birds but for Merlin they are more than that. How do you think a single parent feels when their current partner doesn't accept their children?
Arthur: I... didn't think of it that way.
Morgana: So you realize that if you want to be with Merlin you'll have to be their parent too, right?
Arthur: I guess... (looks at the chicks) Fuck.
Morgana: You despise the idea that much?
Arthur: Is not that. It's just... I'm barely 18! I didn't expect to be a father so soon. And I expected my children to be, you know, human.
Morgana: You also expected your one true love to be a beautiful princess and here we are. (sighs) So? Do you still want to be with Merlin?
Arthur: ...
Time skip. Merlin with Arthur in his chamabers.
Merlin: (in his human form, after trying a spell on the nest) I did it! (jumps happily)
Arthur: (gets closer, curious) What did you do?
Merlin: Oh, I improved the invisible spell on the nest, now no one who isn't us or Morgana can see the chicks while they are there.
Arthur: That's great!
Merlin: Yeah, I don't have to make the spell constantly anymore and you won't get caught by your father. They are even save from other raptors now. It took me a while to get it right. (his smile gets sad)
Arthur: (concerned) What is it?
Merlin: Nothing, it's just... They... they don't need incubation anymore, but I... I still want to embrace them. But I can't, there's no need anymore.
Arthur: Merlin-
Merlin: (his eyes tearing) I know I'm not supposed to love them, I'm not really his dad or anything. I'm not even a real falcon.
Arthur: Merlin-
Merlin: And I know you didn't want them here in the first place, but-
Arthur: (shouts) Merlin!
Merlin: (startles)
Arthur: (extends his hand to Merlin and says softly, smiling) Would you dance with me?
Merlin: (blushes, confused) Wha... what? 😳
Arthur: Would you give me the honor to share a flying dance with me?
Merlin: I... (still very red and confused) but you... you don't have-
Arthur: Humans can also dance, you know? It's true I have no wings, but I can make you fly if you let me.
Merlin: (smiles widely, eyes watering) I'd love to.
And they dance. Arthur discovers that, while Merlin is very agil with his bird wings, he's very clumsy with his human legs, but he lets himself be guided by Arthur all the time. There are stomps, there are laughs, but they soon find a comfortable pace and Merlin ends up with his arms around Arthur's neck, and Arthur with his hands on Merlin's hips, dancing slowly at the rhythm of the music of their hearts.
Merlin: (still dancing with Arthur, confused) Are we supposed to mate now?
Arthur: (laughs softly) There's no rush for that. But I want you to be my partner. My mate if you want to call it that way. I love you, Merlin, and I want to be with you and have a family with you.
Merlin: Oh... (gets a little sad) But we're both male, we can't... (opens his eyes wide) Or can we? 😲
Arthur: No, two males can't.. procreate, but we don't need to worry about that. (Points at the nest with his head) We already have a family together.
Merlin: (Gets so happy he might cry and kisses Arthur on the lips in a fit of joy)
Arthur: (In shock for a moment, but soon kisses back and they kiss for a long time)
Merlin: (separates the kiss, but keeps their faces close, catching his breath) Did I... Did I do it correctly? I saw some humans do that with their mates.
Arthur: (smiles wide) You did it wonderfully.
Merlin: Arthur?
Arthur: Yeah?
Merlin: I think I love you romantically.
...
Just so you know, this is how the chicks look:
#merlin bbc#bbc merlin#merlin#merthur#merlin fanfic#merlin fic#merlin prompt#merthur fic#arthur and merlin#merlin and arthur#merthur fanfiction#merthur fanfic#merthur prompt#Merlin as Arthur's familiar/Arthur's shapeshifter falcon AU
131 notes
·
View notes
Note
OMG HI!
Ok so in one of your Pietro headcanons things you said Pietro was a morning person and let me tell you I am most certainly not so can I request Pietro x non morning person reader headcanons 💕💕 I can just imagine him running super fast around her in circles and her just looking at him like 🤨-😐-😞-😴
hiii!! neither am I!! im just a grumpy miserable bitch in the morning😭 that’s very cute! thanks for requesting, hope you like it💌
NOT A MORNING PERSON HC’S
pietro maximoff x female reader
— I def think he's the annoying kind of early bird, one that's like, "you woke up at 9? ive been awake since.." one of those that sorta shames you for sleeping 'late', but he's not mean about it!! just cocky and irritating (but in a kinda cute way (I put that lightly))
— talking of which, he wakes up at 6 am (or 5) naturally. 7 is him being naughty and lazy
— in the morning, he religiously goes for a run. doesn't matter the weather, he's out the door by 6:30
— after the run, he comes back, showers and gets some work done around the house/ flat. maybe does the dishes from last night's dinner like a good little boy (im kidding)
— maybe he makes himself some breakfast, def something VERY healthy with lots of (idek!!? im not a health nut, but like pulses, wholegrains????) maybe eggs, sourdough and a big bowl of porridge with berries and nuts on the side. he's a freak, so he has no butter on the toast and no chocolate in the porridge. he def has a mid-morning lunch too, just bc he's constantly burning so much
— by 9, he's done everything he needs to do for the day, so he'd go and check on you, seeing you sleeping soundly - probs wanting to wake you up
— he'd whisper your name loudly, maybe prodding you awake. you'd open one eye, giving him a death glare. you'd huff and roll over, sleepily telling him to get lost
— he'd try again, maybe stroking over your back (as you’re now facing away ) you'd grumble, covering your face with a pillow or your arm
— he'd whiz around the other side of the bed, trying to coax you out to start the day he planned. he'd see how tired you are, so he drops it, kissing your forehead and saying how he'll be back in 10 to wake you
— he'd return and see you flat-out asleep, giving you another 20
— when he returns the second time, you're awake, yawning and rubbing sleep from your eyes. he'd say good morning, and tell you look pretty. also calling you a sleepy head or something
— when you're finally up and about, he'd be kinda hyper (not like a kid) but VERY awake whereas you'd be the complete opposite. yawning, grumbling, rubbing eyes all that stuff
—also, he's always telling you that you should wake up earlier bc it's good for you (blah blah I don't wanna hear it) and you tell him the same - how he should wake up later bc it's better for his health. it causes some lighthearted conflict
— — — — — — — — — — ☆ — — — — — — — — — —
no taglist as don’t want to spam
#request#pietro maximoff#pietro maximoff headcanon#pietro maximoff x reader#pietro x reader#pietro maximoff fluff#pietro marvel
170 notes
·
View notes
Text
when you stay up late — tanjirou, kyojuro
Author’s Note: … sooo, who else is a night owl? 😅
when you stay up late — tanjirou, kyojuro
Kamado Tanjirou x Reader, Rengoku Kyojuro x Reader
Word Count: ~800
CW: none
Emergency Request Fulfilled: I think I’ve been exhausting my body a little tooo much, so parts of my arm and leg are beginning to hurt. I’ve also like, not been sleeping on time lately.. (cough 2am) 😭
So maybe (if you can) do a Drabble (or anything really) in which Tanjiro helps reader get some sleep on time? Maybe even help in keeping reader from exhausting her body so much?
Suggestion Fulfilled: How would Kyo react to finding his s/o up at an inhuman time late at night? What if she is playing videogames and stuffing her face with snacks or something? "my love, it's 2 in the morning!" "yes but this game is so good and I need answers!!" 😂 (def not what I've been doing)
AND AN EVEN BETTER ADDITION, what if he ends up sitting down next to her to stuff his face whilst watching the screen intently because, indeed, the game is very good and interesting and now HE needs answers? 😂😂😂
~faqs~
Has a couple tried and true methods for helping you sleep ~early
Or at least, sleep at all if he falls asleep first, and then wakes up hrs later to you still awake 😅
Tells you stories
They’re always made up, and always ~nonsensical, but the simple act of murmuring softly beside you till your eyes begin drooping is what matters most 🥺
For example:
“Once upon a time, there was a bottle of hot sauce. His name was Frank.” 🔥
“Tan, shouldn’t his name be RedHot, and his dad is Frank? Y’know, Frank’s RedHot?” 🧐
“You’re supposed to be relaxing, not logicafying my story.” ☹️
“Hmpf.”
“Anyway, Frank’s best friend was an apple named Macintosh. 🍎 They went on many adventures together, from apple picking to hot wings sampling events. Their favorite festival was the applesauce and hot sauce festival where vendors from all over the land gathered to provide three days of sauces and fun.”
~at this point, you’ve fallen asleep~
Tanjirou doesn’t always know whether to feel proud or offended that you fall asleep so quickly
Like, is he that calming and soothing? 🥰
Orrr bOrInG?! 😭
Takes you on late night walks
Hear me out
Is going for a walk @ 2am a lil counterintuitive for going to sleep?
Yeeeah
BUT
If you’re already awake, and lying in bed isn’t helping, then a cute, moonlit walk couldn’t hurt any more 🌙
“You want to get up now?” you yawn, fixing an amused stare at Tanjirou’s bedhead
“Why not?” 😁
And altho you could technically think of plenty of this-is-why-not reasons, you shrug instead
“Okay!”
Within a block, you’re clinging to his arm, body feeling heavy and content 😴
And within two blocks, you’re whining cutely into his shoulder, “Taaanjiiirooouuu, m’sleeeeepy.” 🥱
11/10 you’re getting a piggyback ride home 🤗
More often than not, Kyojuro ends up getting roped into whatever’s keeping you up 🥴
Suffering through hw?
He’ll get his own notebook, snacks, and water (to share, ofc), and keep you company 🤓
“My love,” he whispers—after ~30 secs—stricken faced
“Hm, Kyo?” you hardly spare him a glance, trying (and failing) to make sense of your lecture notes
“I realize now why you are still studying at 3am. This is incomprehensible!” 😖
Nonetheless, he persists along w/ you, doing his best to hide his yawns, and insisting on 1 min cuddle breaks whenever you have an epiphany aka finally understand something
By the last cuddle break, you’re falling asleep in his arms, and he doesn’t do a thing to stop you 😌
(spiritually, he fell asleep hrs ago 😃)
Fixated on a video game?
Kyojuro trusts you when you tell him, “No worries babe, go to sleep, I’ll join you in a bit!” ☺️
He shouldn’t have 💀
Unless “a bit” always meant “sometime after 2am” 🤡
“Darling,” he rasps, blearily eyeing your focused position in front of your computer (that you haven’t moved from since he was last awake), “What time is it?” 😵💫
“Time to destroy this BOSS,” you exclaim, not missing a beat, nor shaken by his sudden consciousness 😎
“Do you think you have enough snacks?” he asks wryly, surroundings slowly but surely registering 🥨🧀🍫🍿🍪
“Nope,” you grin, “But you can still have some.”
“Why did the screen go black?” 🤨
“Because I died,” you huff, “You really ought to know these things.”
“And become a gremlin like you?” he chuckles, blankets tossed aside as he shuffles himself out of bed
“A WINNER, Kyo, I’m going to be a WINNER.” 😤
“Sure, especially when I have seen that black screen at least three times in the five minutes that I have been awake.” 😉
“Y’KNOW WHAT,” you shriek indignantly, pointing a playful finger at him, “Sit and watch, this game isn’t easy.” 😒
“Is it multiplayer?” 🫢
“No.” 😐
(yes, but no hell in way are you letting him join and show you up now — at least, not tonight)
“I can eat your snacks?” 😋
“As long as you promise to fetch more when they run out.”
And that’s how you and Kyo end up pulling an all nighter, eyes bloodshot, stomachs full, and very hydrated (bc water is apparently a snack too)
P.S. You eventually allow him to play w/ you (after you beat the game yourself)
P.P.S. Watching him struggle brings you immense satisfaction 🤠
P.P.P.S. “Kyo, you might break your record of deaths in a minute.” “Oh hush, I am just warming up!” ❤️🔥
#headcanons#modern au#kimetsu no yaiba#demon slayer#kamado tanjiro#kamado tanjirou#tanjiro x reader#tanjirou x reader#rengoku kyojuro#kyojuro x reader
285 notes
·
View notes
Text
all the stress hormones from overworking myself this past month are finally wearing off and all that's left is a huge fatigue crash, i can barely keep my eyes open all day. i slept 14 hours and got out of bed around 4, did a few chores and ate food and now i'm ready to go back to sleep 😴
36 notes
·
View notes
Note
My idea is a Dominik x Pregnant!Reader. She's sitting in the garage, watching him workout (they turned it into a home gym), because it's her favorite thing to do, and she takes a picture of him when he's done. They have a sweet moment before he goes to take a shower.
Our hobby.
AN: short and sweet because I only got 3 hours of sleep last night 😴.
They have been together for a total of 5 years now, a long time, long enough to own a home and start a family. You always held a passion for working out at the start of your career and Dominik decided to indulge in your hobby as a loving husband would. Dominik actually became extremely fond of working out and he’s done it even more sense his wife became pregnant.
You made the hard decision of not working out in your at home gym during your pregnancy just to limit any risks. Dominik agreed with you and made a promise that he would work out so you could watch and still be happy with your hobby.
You sat and watched Dominik work out for 45 minutes now all he has left is 35 crunches to finish his set. This is your favorite part of the day, watching your toned husband work out in a tanktop and beanie sweating and in mild pain, but smiling nonetheless. But the absolute best part about it is that he definitely knows what he is doing. Hanging his gold chain on his chin, most importantly making eye contact with you wholw he finishes his reps.
He grins like a maniac beyond entertained watching his wife’s eyes glued to him. You snap out of your trance when he sits up and wraps his arms around his knees catching his breath. Dominik winks at you still breathing heavy, you roll your eyes playfully before leaning backwards to retrieve your phone quickly. You sit facing him with your legs out forward while you try and distract him, “Well don’t you look cute” you remark. Dominiks once seductive grin turns into a large goofy smile and you make quick work snapping a picture of him.
Dramatic as ever Dom’s mouth drops in shock and he places a hand over his heart, acting as if he was wounded. “You didn’t” he comments, knowing damn well you did. You laugh rubbing your stomach as instinct, you nod “Oh yes I did”. Like clock work Dom snorts out a laugh at the playful banter. Through the process of “shock” Dom’s body adjusted and now he is relaxed but coated in sweat from his work out. You can see Dominik finally take notice of his body by the way his lips purse together in disgust.
You smile a little; always wanting to pester him, you crinkle your nose in “disgust” and wave a hand in front of your face. You hold back your laughter and manage to excute your joke, “Smelling kinda rank there babe”. Dominik flies up off the floor and steps back one step making you a scene, “I’m going to go shower. You gonna join me mi amor?”, he smiles down at you wiping his face with a towel. You take a moment and act like your pondering your options, “hmm I don’t knowww”. Dominik rolls his eyes and sticks out a hand for you pulling you up on you’re feet.
Both his hands cup the side of your face expertly, he kisses your lips and pulls off with a loud “muawhhh”. Dominik always showing his love in huge ways, “let’s go”.
#dominik mysterio#dominik mysterio fluff#dominik mysterio x reader#dominik mysterio fanfiction#dominik mysterio smut#dominik mysterio x you#dom dom#Dominik mysterio x y/n#Dominik#the judgement day x reader
214 notes
·
View notes
Note
Kylo ren x female reader who has a cat (or a "cat like" animal). He checks on her while she's napping (he keeps her separate from politics and war) and finds her and her cat sleeping on his bed. With her kitty snuggled up behind her legs next to her butt (my cat always does this when I use my body pillow🥺). And he's just so stunned by how adorable it looks with her and her cat just sleeping together all cuddled up in HIS blankets, on HIS bed, that he ultimately decides to sleep on the couch after nearly waking said duo up from their dreams😴 (I feel like Kylo would be a secret cat dad, like animals are his favorite and makes him go all soft and fluffy♡🤭)
They can wait
He’s such a cat dad :3 My cat does the same exact thing 😂
He sighed as he opened up the door, he felt relieved to be finally home.
He walked into the room, where he expected you to be. It was night, after all. Your cat was nowhere to be found, at least until he walked in the room and saw you both sleeping.
The cat was snuggled up close to you, next to your butt and behind your legs. The sight made him smile softly.
He put his stuff down in the room, and got his clothes. When he opened the drawer, The cat stretched out and made a small noise, the stretch that the cat made almost had woken you up. You stirred slightly and soon you both were quickly sleeping again.
Kylo had barely realized he was holding in his breath until he stepped outside the room, now out of his old clothes and now walking around in his boxers.
He took one last look back, smiled again and went to the couch, not wanting to wake you both up. He grabbed the sheets and had a nice dream about you all, in a world without the war.
——————————————————————-
He woke up to sounds of cooking in the kitchen, he stood up and looked into the kitchen and smiled again.
You put a small chef hat on the cats head, the cat didn’t like it and shook its head furiously, making it fall. You laughed quietly, still thinking he was asleep.
He smiled at the sight, and came up behind you, wrapping his arms around you.
You looked back and kissed him.
“Morning.” He mumbled, voice groggy.
“Good morning.”
“What are you.. both making?” He looked to the cat and back at you.
You held up the pancake mix box, as your cat jumped off the counter. The cat came over to kylo, rubbing against his leg and purring.
“Think it missed me.” He bent down and pet the cat.
You giggled. “Shouldn’t you be at work?”
“Yeah. They can wait.” He shrugged.
#kylo x reader#kylo ren fanfic#kylo ren x fem!reader#ben solo#ben solo x reader#ben solo x fem!reader#star wars x reader#star wars fanfiction
129 notes
·
View notes
Text
i was tagged by @deedala, @mybrainismelted, @spookygingerr, @sleepyheadgallavich, @thepupperino,
@gardenerian, @crossmydna, & @darlingian to participate in this week's weekly tag game wednesday! ty babies ily!
name: macy mouse
age: flirty and thriving
astrological sign: 🦀
upon which continent do you reside: north america
tell us how you're feeling right now using 3-5 emojis: 😴💸🥳✨🍃
whats your favorite flavor of gum? spearmint
whats the last movie you watched? "everybody wants some!!" per @deedala & @too-schoolforcool's recommendation
what was your worst subject in high school? algebra 1, my first and only C+ (and only because my teacher was literally satan incarnate)
whats the job you stayed at for the shortest period of time? i worked at a pottery shop for 2 days, got my hair pulled by a kindergartener with paint-covered hands, and promptly quit
whats your favorite thing to do at an amusement park? eat funnel cakes until i pass out. and/or roller coasters 🎢
what condiments go on top of the perfect hot dog (meat or plant-based)? mustard and onions (don't even look at me 🫣)
cincinnati chili, thoughts? [mariah carey voice] i don't know her
do you sleep with a plushie? yes, her name is chickaletta and she's a delight 🐥
how do you feel about thunderstorms? one of my favorite things in the entire universe and i am so serious rn ⛈
what's the last animal you touched? my very clingy 11 year old cat is currently pressed against my leg because she has to be touching me at all times or else she'll wither, apparently
grab the nearest item with words on it that ISNT a book and tell me the final word: "guillotine" on a can of liquid death
have you ever forgotten to do an assignment until the night before its due? all the time
tags below the cut!
@palepinkgoat, @too-schoolforcool, @jrooc, @mmmichyyy, @transmickey,
@sam-loves-seb, @creepkinginc, @deathclassic, @blue-disco-lights, @energievie,
@michellemisfit, @thepupperino, @tanktopgallavich, @vintagelacerosette, @sickness-health-all-that-shit,
@sleepyfacetoughguy, @7x10mickey, @the-rat-wins, @doshiart, @transmurderbug,
@lee-ow, @callivich, @stocious, @kiinard, @sluttymickey,
@thisdivorce, @grumble-fish, @xninetiestrendx, @y0itsbri, @captainjowl,
@astaraels, @ardent-fox, @wehangout, @arrowflier, @gallapiech,
@roryonic, @mickittotheman, @jademickian, @solitarycreaturesthey, @spacerockwriting,
& @rayrayor
26 notes
·
View notes
Note
Hi Liv. 💜 Thank you for writing so many lovely pieces for Daddy Whiskey. I am having the worst time I’ve had in a long time. I’m really sick but I still have to attend to a lot of obligations, and I haven’t had time to rest. How would Daddy Whiskey take care of me and make me slow down? 🤧🤒😴
To learn more about requests, click here.
A Different Kind of Love
Agent Daddy Whiskey x Female Reader
◆
Word Count: 1.6k
Warnings: 18+ (minors DNI)
Daddy kink (it’s always here), illness, medicine, established relationship/marriage, sweet fluffies
◆
A/N: random side note, reader’s temperature readings are in Fahrenheit. Your girl is American LOL but so is daddy 🥰
◆
Agent Daddy Whiskey Masterlist
Join My Taglist!
◆
“Hm?”
“Sugar,” Your husband whispers, shaking his head. The feeling of his hand, warm and strong, slides beneath the covers to caress your forearm. His other stays on your forehead, pressing a cold washcloth to your skin. “You didn’t tell me it was this bad.”
“Huh?” Your eyes are barely opening, having gone dry and droopy from sleep.
“One-hundred and four.” Jack states, prompting your eyes to widen. “Here, drink.” He then says, offering you an open water bottle.
Everything feels weird, almost dizzying in a way. When you’d gone to sleep, Jack was still away on his business trip, and having him here so suddenly is surprising.
“Why are you… how…”
“Sh,” He returns, lifting the bottle toward you again.
Grunting slightly, you attempt to sit up, your muscles sore and throbbing. Immediately, Jack is setting the washcloth down and reaching for you. With both of those strong hands on your back, he helps you up, urging you to lean on him. And while cradling your body, he offers the water again, urging you to take it.
“I’m so sorry, sweetheart.” He coos quietly, kissing your forehead.
“Gonna get my germs.” Comes your weak protest, finally downing the drink. But he only laughs. It’s that deep chuckle you love so much, the one you can feel in his belly.
“I missed you.”
“I’m sorry I’m so gross.” The words come out broken and shrill, spoken through a tiny sob. And to his surprise, you start to cry.
“Babydoll, you’re sick.” He states, almost incredulously. “And you’re not gross.” Wrapping both arms around you, he hugs you tightly, feeling your body relax into his own. “I’m here now, stop worryin’.”
Brushing a hand over your head, he slides the loose hairs away from your sweaty face, only to kiss your skin again. He can feel you shaking in his arms, can feel the ragged breaths coming from your chest.
“C’mon, let’s get you in the shower. We gotta get this temperature down.”
Reaching for the hair tie on your nightstand, Jack wraps your hair up into a messy bun. And you’re so weak that you let him, not bothering to protest. You hate feeling like such a burden.
“Did you leave early?”
“I did.” Jack tells you, beginning to lift your shirt to help you undress.
“Why?” Your pout is evident, even as you lift your arms for him.
“Babycakes, I haven’t seen you this sick in years. Couldn’t just leave you here by yourself.” His trip was supposed to last ten days, but he cut it in half just for you. “Now c’mon, sweetheart.”
Once your panties are off Jack undresses himself, finally shrugging off his business suit. It’s only now that you realize he was still wearing it. He didn’t even bother to change when he got home before coming to comfort you.
Jack takes both of your hands before helping you up, tugging on you gently. And he holds them still as he walks you to the bathroom. The cold metal on his left hand prompts your eyes to wander down, a small smile slipping on your face.
“I love you.” Looking up at him, that smile remains.
He isn’t looking at you, he’s looking down while reaching for the faucet. But he smiles anyway. “I love you too, babycakes.”
When the water is warm he guides you in, eyeing your shaky steps. And while the heat feels good on your skin, you can’t help but shiver without your clothes on. Before Jack steps in, though, he grabs a little package out of one of your decorative jars, unwrapping it and dropping the contents onto the shower drain. And immediately, the smell of eucalyptus hits your nose, a calming scent that opens up your sinuses.
“Thank you.” You’re still trembling, your breaths stuttering, too.
“Stop thankin’ me.” His voice is calm and reassuring, his body a welcomed presence as he finally steps in to stand behind you. Jack’s sculpted arms then link around your midsection, his head dropping down to rest his chin on your shoulder. He keeps you against him, keeps you up. “It’s what I’m here for,” A soft kiss to your cheek, a small hum. “What I’m supposed to do.”
While you’re leaning against him, Jack grabs your loofah and body wash, lathering the soft tool before rubbing it over your body. He’s gentle with it, scrubbing you clean in the most loving way he knows how. And he doesn’t worry about your hair - having a head full of cold, wet hair won’t make your cold any better.
“What about you?” Your voice is scratchy and unpleasant; it doesn’t sound like you. “I can’t, can’t wash you right now, baby.”
Your husband tuts at this, brows furrowing. “Wouldn’t expect you to. I’ll wash myself in a minute, honey.”
And he does just that, helping you to sit on the stone bench while he washes his hair and body. He’s quick with it, too, not wanting you to sit out of the stream for too long.
“I’m sorry you had to leave early. Champ must be so mad at you.”
“Not at all.” Giving his head a shake, he tells you, “Gives those idiot nephews a chance to prove their worth.”
Chuckling to yourself quietly, you think back to the two men you’d met. They’re around your age, the new agents, and very clearly inept. Turns out Champ is a fan of nepotism, favoring his nephews.
“Still, I’m sorry you had to leave for me. I didn’t mean to make you w-worry.” As soon as you’re shivering again, Jack is helping you onto your feet again and ushering you beneath the warm stream.
“Honey, you’re the most precious thing I have.” He reassures you, holding you once again. “I always worry about you.”
*
*
*
He’s so handsome, it’s all you can think. You’re drunk with love for him - how could one man be so overwhelmingly perfect? He’s caring, doting, you’ve never had anyone in your life make you feel so special. The way Jack treats you is something else entirely, it’s a different kind of love.
Clean pajamas hold your body sweetly, soft and smelling oh so sweet. What’s even sweeter is the ice cream Jack doordashed for you, alongside your other favorite treats. And right now, he’s at the door, paying the delivery man before taking the food into the bedroom. It’s not the best habit, eating food in bed. But when you’re this sick, who the hell cares?
“Alright, here we go.” Jack mumbles to himself, setting the plates of food down over the bedsheets. “And here’s your medicine.” He then says, handing you a couple of pills.
Before he helped you back into bed, Jack changed the sheets, putting on the clean set and then tossing the dirty ones into the washer. The entire time you’ve been sick, you’ve been worrying about the house. The dishes, the trash, the unkempt sheets. Especially with Jack returning, you wanted to make sure everything was neat for him, it’s what you always did. But when you couldn't even get out of bed to brush your teeth, you knew there was no way you’d be cleaning. Though, you knew Jack would never hold it against you.
After ordering the food, Jack did about the house, putting things away, wiping down the surfaces and taking care of the dirty dishes and overflowing trash. It took him less than thirty minutes, and he didn’t even break a sweat. In his mind, nothing was more important than making sure you got your rest. And that meant taking away any and all distractions that would lure you out of bed. But once the food came, and everything was clean and cozy, he finally settled beside you in bed, picking up his own plate of food.
Leaning onto his shoulder, you sigh, a wave of emotion running through your body. “Daddy,” Burying your face into his chest, you finally allow yourself to release your tears of frustration and pain. “I don’t feel good.”
Setting his plate aside, he hushes you. “C’mere, honey.”
When the food is off the bed, Jack’s urging you to rest your head in his lap. He lays back, feeling you shift onto his broad chest. One arm wraps around your back, holding you against him, while the other runs over your beautiful hair.
“I know you’re not feelin’ good, sweet pea.” Jack’s voice is soothing, deep and warm and everything you need. “I’m so sorry. But I’m here, okay? I promise. Just tell me what to do, and I’ll do it for you.”
“I just wanna cuddle you.” Your voice is muffled, face resting against his black, short-sleeve shirt.
Again, he grins, letting out a small chuckle. Turning his head, he gives your temple a kiss before placing his fingers beneath your chin. And when your head is tilted up, he places a sweet, small kiss onto your lips.
“Then that’s what we’ll do.”
#daddy whiskey#my one and only#you take the best care of me#agent whiskey#agent whiskey x you#agent whiskey x reader#agent whiskey x female reader#agent whiskey fluff#Jack Daniels#Kingsman 2#Kingsman 2 fanfiction#Kingsman 2 tgc#Kingsman 2: The Golden Circle
122 notes
·
View notes
Text
@cullen-blue23
😴😥😰 (Lan Qiren doesnt know how to explain to his nephew and in-law their friend is dead. Wen Ning just wanted a nap dammit)
Lan Qiren looks solemnly over his nephew and his husband, his expression stony, even more so than usual. He appears incredibly solemn, as if he is about to deliver life-altering news, and Lan Wangji distantly remembers this is the same expression he wore when he told him and his brother that their mother was gone.
A chill runs down Lan Wangji's spine. Had something happened to the juniors? Sizhui? Or Lan Xichen? Lan Jingyi? Jin Ling?
"I will not mince my words." he begins, at last, his voice grave and level as always. "Wen Ning is dead."
Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian blink, twice, in sync. Lan Qiren tries not to sigh at the ridiculousness of that - this is a serious matter after all. He can mumble to himself about how those two just have to be... like that later
"Teacher Lan," Wei Wuxian carefully begins, speaking slightly slower and enunciating every word with clarity, "Wen Ning has been dead for over 15 years."
Lan Qiren closes his eyes and sighs. He's trying so hard not to yell at Wei Wuxian right now, does he think Lan Qiren's lost his mind or something?! Of course he's dead, he's a fierce corpse!
"I am trying to say," Lan Qiren begins, pressing onto every syllable, "that he is completely dead now. As in, he is unresponsive."
There is no expression on either of the two's faces. Now Lan Qiren can't say he's particularly fond of Wen Ning, but to see him laying still, stiff beneath the tree overlooking his little house did... stir something within him.
He had expected some kind of reaction, if not from Wangji, at least from Wei Wuxian. He did, after all, die to save the Wens and he always appeared very friendly, almost brotherly, to the fierce corpse... shouldn't finding out that he was gone elicit an emotional response of some sort?
"Uncle, Wen Ning can't die twice." Wangji finally says, reading the slight confusion on Lan Qiren's face.
"I think he took that sleeping potion again." Wei Wuxian sighs. "I told him to hang a sign about it around his neck or something."
"A sleeping potion?"
"Yeah, he misses sleep, apparently, and found some kind of doctor that's invented a concoction that'll knock him out. He just randomly takes it and falls asleep wherever. People always think he's dead dead, but he's just..." And Wei Wuxian smiles, wide and mischievous, "...dead asleep."
Lan Qiren hurls a book his way but Lan Wangji catches it with ease before it lands on target.
76 notes
·
View notes