#so much fluffy fluff

[kawareo]

Durgetash fluff

I just really like them being domestic, to the point where they're trusting eachother with blades

[violetsrxse]

Just Tell Me When | Vi x fem!reader

Listen while reading - The Christmas Song: Nat King Cole

Summary - A cozy night in with Vi leads to you both deciding to take a big step in not only your relationship, but your life.

Word Count - 1,778

CW - Modern AU, very self indulgent, so fluffy your teeth are gonna rot, the smallest sprinkling of angst (if you squint), reader is a bit shorter than Vi, no use of 'Y/N', written in 2nd person

A/N - It's been snowing in my area the past week or so and when I was admiring the beauty of it this fic idea hit me and I just had to write it down. I almost want to make this a part of a collection of one-shots, as I have a lot of motivation to write for Vi right now. Anyways... I hope you enjoy, because I'm so so happy with how this turned out! <3

Modern Chef!Vi Masterlist

~❅❆❅~❅❆❅~❅❆❅~❅❆❅~❅❆❅~❅❆❅~❅❆❅~

It’s a perfect night, fat snowflakes falling softly from the heavens, blanketing the rooftops and the calm street in a soft embrace. Every house is set alight by Christmas lights of every hue. The sun has long set and everyone has found themselves settled comfortably into their homes, spending the evening with close friends and family. But for one specific couple, it’s a very special night. Even if they don’t know it. 

In one particular house at the end of the street, this one too set alight by light blue and white Christmas lights, a freshly baked pan of cinnamon rolls sits warm on the kitchen counter, accompanied by two steaming mugs of hot chocolate. The only sounds throughout the home being the soft crackling of the fireplace and gentle humming of a familiar Christmas tune.

Vi padded into the kitchen, her fuzzy socks muffling the sound of her steps as she strides up to you and sneakily snakes her arms around your waist, her chin resting on your shoulder.

“Whatcha up to, angel?” Her voice is soft as she eyes the pan, inhaling the sweet scent of the icing. 

“Thought I’d make us a sweet treat,” you smile as you feel her begin to sway the both of you back and forth, hands resting over Vi’s on your abdomen. “I know how much you love these.”

She hums with a grateful smile, pressing a featherlight kiss to your neck. It wasn’t often the two of you got to just relax and spend time together like this, but the recent snowfall has proven to be an issue regarding transportation. Meaning that the both of you had scored a day off of work and an opportunity to just relax together. 

You stand there for a moment, enjoying the calm atmosphere and the warm feeling of being in your girlfriend's arms. A moment too long seems to have passed in silence as you find yourself getting lost in your thoughts, it’s proven to be so when the sound of Vi’s voice startles you and breaks your train of thought. 

“Y’know… you’re really good at all this romantic stuff,” she pauses, taking a deep breath and releasing it with a sigh, her arms tightening around you. “Sometimes I worry I’m not good enough for you, that I don’t do enough.”

The thought is absurd to you. How could she of all people believe she isn’t good enough? After everything she’s done for you, all of the happiness she has given you that you hadn’t even been sure was possible. It’s outrageous that she would think herself not enough for you.

“Don’t say that,” You turn in her hold, arms looping around her neck. “You’ve been nothing but perfect to me since the day I met you.” Your eyes are locked on hers, voice firm.

Vi searches your face for any sign of insincerity, even if she knows she won’t find any. Why would she? You’ve always been genuine and sweet to her, it’s why she started calling you angel. Because in her eyes, you are one. 

“I just- I know I may not be as sweet or romantic as you deserve,” a deep breath “But I really do try to be everything you need.” She’s rambling and she knows it, but she wants you to understand, needs you to see how hard she’s trying for you. 

Her heart stalls when you just look up at her with a smile, because you already know it. You see it in the way she remembers the little things you tell her. The way she’s always making sure you’re comfortable and happy, regardless of her mood or how stressful her own day was. She always puts your needs above her own, even if she doesn’t have to. Even if you’ve told her countless times she doesn’t.

“You are everything I need.” The words are a whisper, but they hit her right in her very soul and she can’t help the small smile that pulls at her lips when you nestle further into her embrace.

“You mean that.” It’s not a question, because she can see the honesty in the way you look at her, the gentleness in the way you hold her.

All you respond with is a smile, your head dropping to rest on her shoulder as you resume your soft humming, your bodies continuing to sway, but now to the rhythm of the melody.

It’s amazing the way you disarm her, make her feel all fuzzy inside. But she isn’t complaining, because why would she? She has everything she could ever want, all of the happiness and contentment she could ever ask for. 

“I love you.” It’s hushed, whispered against your skin as she plants a soft kiss to your temple. And even though you’ve heard the phrase leave her lips a thousand times over, it will never fail to make your stomach erupt with butterflies and turn your legs to jelly.

“And I love you, Violet.” The words are spoken just as softly, like it’s the most treasured secret to ever be shared. And it might as well be, because no one else gets to know her like this. No one else will ever know what it’s like to love her and be loved by her this way. To kiss her or to be kissed by her, because only you possess the privilege of experiencing how completely unraveling it is. 

She smiles sweetly against your shoulder, her fingers tracing absentminded patterns on your back as she holds you.

“Have I told you lately how much I adore you? How right you make everything feel?” Her voice is a hushed whisper, music sung only for you to hear. “Because even if I were standing out in the cold, just knowing you’re mine would make me feel warmer than I’ve ever been.”

A soft giggle escapes you at her words, your cheeks heating at her confession.

“Never like this,” You pull back to glance up at her with slightly raised brows, taking in the way her beautiful blue eyes sparkle when she looks at you. “You’re more of a poet than you seem.” The sentence is finished off with a chaste kiss to her jaw.

Your words have her face lighting up, her smile so sweet you’d have to brush your teeth just for witnessing it. 

Her voice is barely above a whisper when she responds.

“I guess you bring it out in me, angel.” There’s more she wants to say, it’s evident in the way she nibbles on her lip and her gaze flickers over your features. “I have something to ask you.” She sounds almost hesitant, or maybe nervous. But either way it has you curious.

You hum, fingers brushing through the longer strands of hair at the back of her head.

“Ask away.”

A moment passes before she takes a deep breath and says, “If I told you that I want to spend the rest of my life with you, would you think I was crazy?” Her gaze is adoring, punctuated by the slightest furrow in her brows.

“No,” You pause, lips pulling into a smile. “Because I would tell you that I feel the exact same way.”

It’s jarring how fast her eyes widen and well with tears, her lashes fluttering as she rapidly blinks them away. 

“You’d… really want to be with me forever? Like, get married and grow old together?”

“I want everything with you.”

Her breath catches in her throat and she can’t keep it at bay this time, a lone tear tracking down her cheek and to her chin. But she doesn’t care, because she’s cupping your cheeks like you’re the most delicate piece of art and she’s pressing her lips to yours.

Your response is instant, your fingers brushing her cheek as you rid her skin of the salty moisture, her lips fitting perfectly with your own. 

It’s not long before she’s pulling back and she’s speaking again.

“Will you marry me? Like, right now?” Her voice is soft and hopeful.

When you only blink for a good few seconds, she begins to feel discouraged before your own eyes are welling with tears and you’re nodding.

“Yes,” A soft sniffle. “I would love to marry you. Not right this minute obviously but definitely yes.”

It’s then that the biggest smile you’d ever seen on her brightens her face and she’s wrapping you in a tight embrace.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you.” She repeats like a mantra, several tears breaking her waterline and tumbling down her cheeks. “I’m gonna make it perfect. You’ll see.”

You laugh softly, your own arms banding around her and pulling her close.

“I don’t doubt it, my love.” You take a deep breath. “But I will say, it doesn’t have to be anything fancy.”

Vi pulls back, cupping your cheeks and gazing into your eyes with overwhelming love and adoration.

“That’s alright… the fanciest part is already standing right here.” Her calloused fingers tuck a stray lock of hair behind your ear before lingering on your cheek.

It makes you laugh, the way she looks so proud of the comment cracking you up. But it still warms your heart, knowing that behind the cheesy jokes, it’s all said out of love.

Even as you laugh, her expression doesn’t change.

“It doesn’t matter to me if we have a big fancy wedding or we just go down to the courthouse and elope. I don’t care if we have fancy flower arrangements or if we just pick some up from the local flower shop.” She pauses, catching her breath. “As long as I get to look in your eyes and say ‘I do’, I’ll be happy.”

Your eyes widen as her words sink in, lip trembling with overwhelming emotion.

“You have no idea how much that means to me.” You whisper, taking her hand and lacing your fingers together.

Vi uses her free hand to brush away a stray tear from your cheek, her touch featherlight as she gives you an adoring smile.

“I think I do.”

With a trembling lip you press into Vi’s embrace once more, breathing in the familiar scent of her and using it to ground yourself. 

It’s when you pull away that Vi smiles again.

“There’s my sweet girl.” She murmurs, her warm hands framing your face as she speaks again. “I don’t have a ring for you yet, but I couldn’t wait any longer to ask you.” Another pause. “But I’m ready, I want to be with you forever. So whenever you’re ready, whether it’s now or in a few years, just tell me when.”

[seokminfilm]

light | jeon wonwoo

pairing: jeon wonwoo x reader

warnings: non-idol au, friends to lovers, fluff, kissing, mentions of the beach, hugging (physical touch in general), wonwoo & reader are on a date (as platonic friends), (they're not platonic anymore), so fluffy dear god

now playing: light, wave to earth & apocalypse, cigarettes after sex

The salt air tickled your nose as your feet hit the sand, and Wonwoo walked quietly beside you, hands in his shorts pockets as he looked ahead of him. He smelled like faint cologne and sea salt, and his frames glinted in the shimmering moonlight as he looked over to you.

"Did you have fun?" His voice was deeper than the ocean stretching miles away in front of you, and you looked to him, nodding as you looked down at your sandles. "I did, Wonwoo. Thank you for all of it." 

Jeon Wonwoo and you were on a date—an official, planned out date, with a set time and place and everything. You two had been friends for a long time, and it was obvious that there was something between you, as stated by your mutual friends.

As friends, you had put off the date for a while, still hanging out as just the two of you did normally, even if people called it a date. You had finally had enough of your friends and their whining, and Wonwoo and you decided to go on an official date to appease the hungry crowd (that being your nosy friends).

Even though you and Wonwoo did what the two of you always do—walk around town, stop in shops to browse and buy, and finish your night at the beach while sharing some street food—it felt different, for some reason. The air between you two wasn't suffocating, but wasn't as light as it usually was. There was a weight in the air, one you could sense as you breathed silently beside your friend.

"The water feels so good." You say aloud, toes getting a splash of sea water as you slip them off. Wonwoo takes them in his hands, smiling at you as you wade out a little bit, letting water engulf your legs as drops of it stain your skirt.

The night sky sparkles with stars you never noticed during your nights with Wonwoo here, and the streetlights in the distance lit the sand farther away from you with a soft, inviting glow.

"Wonwoo, come on!" You wave out to him, and Wonwoo laughs nervously, eyes crinkling as he cracks a smile. "I don't want to get wet, [Y/N]. I just took a shower before we left my apartment." He frowns slightly, but you know he isn't actually sad.

"Wonwoo, please! It'll be fun! Plus, it feels good," You bargain, and Wonwoo sighs, laughing to himself as he places your sandals farther away from the rising tides. He slips off his shoes too, sighing as he places his glasses in his shoe before making his way into the ocean. He moves stiffly towards you, obviously not very elated to be in the water, but smiling because you look so happy in this moment.

You reach out to him, hands sliding up his hands and forearm as you pull him to you. He laughs at the impact, and you do too, stumbling at the tide's waves as your hair brushes the water a few inches below you.

Wonwoo's sharp gaze watches your expression change as the moonlight dances across the water, lighting up your back and appearing as if you have an aura around you. You look like an angel to Wonwoo, innocent and pure with nothing but love and goodness in you. It makes him nervous, how beautiful you look.

"Wonwoo?" You question, noticing how quiet he's gotten. He's still looking at you, dark eyes piercing yours as he smiles just slightly. "I'm sorry. You just look—" Your head tilts just slightly, hair falling across your shoulder as you look up at him with confused eyes. "I look?"

"You just look so pretty." Wonwoo says softly, and you blush, not hearing something like that come from Wonwoo's lips before. Your stomach filled with this warm, fuzzy feeling, and your eyes widened, taking all of Wonwoo in as he fell silent again.

The only sound that was between you was the constant wash of the waves against the shore and the crickets and other night insects and animals that may have been running around.

The air was warm and salty around you, quickly enveloping you in a warmness you hadn't felt before. Your body was warm with Wonwoo's touch, and you couldn't help but close your eyes, too in the moment to keep them open.

Wonwoo stared as you did so, lips pink and pretty as he did a double take. The feeling in his chest was getting hard to ignore, and he couldn't seem to think rationally as he stared at your droplet-dusted cheeks and damp hair. Before he knew it, his hands were wrapping around your waist and pulling you close to him, hugging you tight as he let out a sigh against you.

His nose was buried in your hair, and the sweet shampoo and salt mixed together to create this smell that comforted him and calmed him down, allowing him to think of what he wanted to do to you.

He wanted to kiss you, hold you against him as he told you he had loved you since you two had met in the coffee shop two years ago. Wonwoo wanted to let you know how special you were to him, and how important you were to who he was as a person.

Wonwoo was ready to love you, and he was hoping you would be ready to love him back.

"Wonwoo." You said gently, opening your eyes as you pulled back from him slightly. You were thinking the same things Wonwoo was at this moment in time, and it came easy to you as you leaned in, following Wonwoo's lead as his lips finally touched yours.

The kiss sent sparks through your body like fireworks, and you allowed yourself to bring your hands to Wonwoo's tousled hair as he sighed against you.

Time slowed, as if it stopped to watch this turning point in you and Wonwoo's relationship, cheering you on for making the move. Your whole body felt like it was made of sparkles, warm bursts of light that ran through your blood.

When you finally came to and pulled away, you and Wonwoo let out a breath in sync, both blushed and ragged from the kiss. Wonwoo's sharp eyes looked at you as he pressed his nose to you, and you took him in, hands in his as he opened his lips to speak.

"I love you. I've loved you ever since—" 

"Ever since we met at the coffee shop." You finish, and Wonwoo pauses, surpised as you laugh lightly. "I've loved you since then." You say, and Wonwoo smiles, hand cupping your cheek as he nods.

"Me too." He says simply, and the two of you go quiet again, lost for words as you stand in each other's embrace once again.

"I'm ready to love you, if you're ready to love me." You whisper, and Wonwoo pauses, breath stuck in his chest as he watches you. It's as if you took all the words from his mouth without trying. He couldn't speak, too overwhelmed by you to even function properly. It took everything in him to not kiss you again. 

He just nodded, a smile on his face as he slowly leaned in. His lips brushed against yours ever so lightly as he replied with a whisper just a few seconds later.

"I've been ready." 

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[soap-ify]

lorrddddd have mercy the tickling simon writings 😭😭😭😭😭 so good. what about him finding out they’re ticklish by accident? then he just does it to get his way with dumb things like who has to take the trash out.

or another idea: him receiving a scalp massage and they find out he’s ticklish behind his ears?

original post. THE SCALP MASSAGE SOUNDS SO CUTE :( !!

simon himself never considered the possibility of being ticklish behind his ears. no one really ever touched him there, mostly because he was mostly wearing a balaclava around everyone.

everyone but you.

it was an exhausting day, and simon wanted nothing but to lay down with you and bathe in your warmth. you hated seeing your boyfriend so down and quiet, so you decided to give him a scalp massage!

“lay your head down on my lap, si.” you sat on the bed and patted your thighs. he let out a grunt, pretending to be all moody and reluctant even though his heart was doing mini jumps inside out of happiness. he walked over to the bed and slowly layed down, resting his head on your soft thighs.

your fingers slowly begin to move through his dirty blonde hair, parting the hair strands before beginning to gently scratch your fingernails against his scalp. a satisfied groan left his lips and he felt himself sinking deeper in your lap, eyes fluttering shut.

while rubbing soft circles on his scalp, your fingers found their way behind his ears to rub them too, though as soon as you made contact with his sensitive skin, his eyes flew open and looked up at you.

you paused for a while, gently scratching behind his ears, noticing the way a soft smile slowly adorned his lips while he tried to hold in a chuckle, your heart instantly warming up.

“you teasin’ me now, love?” he grumbled playfully, and you feigned innocence by shaking your head, continuing to scratch behind his ears just to see the little twitches in his face.

it was the first time he didn’t try to tickle you back as revenge, too absorbed in this relaxing feeling to care. but he was sure that he’ll get back to you, just not right now.

[guppygiggles]

D&D inspired doodle from last night~💙

[cyberkitty1]

I love your writing! Would you be able to write some fluffy headcanons about earth 42 miles meeting a quiet but not shy reader, and how they would be friends, and how they eventually start dating? Thank you - have a great day!!

Thank you so much i appreciate it <3

part 2

How do you guys meet?

You had a project together and everyone told you you’ll just have to do it by yourself because he does not care about school or grades.

Taken by surprise he actually reached out to you first catching you right when you were going to walk home.

He asked for your number and when you wanted to start.

“ Hey we gotta project in science together, when do you wanna start”

“ whenever you’d like” you say under your breath.

“hmm well wanna start like today I wanna get this done.”

“ yea sure, who’s house?“

“ I brought it up so mine”

And with that you followed him home.

When he opened the front door you where hit with and extremely delicious smell of authentic Puerto Rican food. Never in your life had you smelled something so good! Someone you assumed to be his mother spoke.

"Hola mi pequeño, cómo estuvo la escuela! ¡Oh, tienes una amiga! No me dijiste que alguien vendría, hubiera hecho más comida"

(Hello my little one, how was school! Oh, you have a friend! You didn't tell me someone was coming, I would have made more food)

“si, tenemos un proyecto escolar” he says motioning to you. She gives you the warmest smile “ well food will be done soon you can stay if you would like!” you ponder for a split second “ Yes I would love to Mrs. Morales”. “ Ok we gonna go work then”

You guys worked on the project pretty hard. Most of the time you could feel his eyes lingering on you. Buy nonetheless you guys were almost done! You decided to pause there because it was getting late. You completely forgot to tell your parents where you were; they decided to blow up your phone.

“ Hey um I cant stay for dinner Mrs. Morales Im sorry my parents need me home” “ Its ok mija! let me give you some to take home. “After giving you some food you turn to Miles. “ Thanks for having me over, we can finish on Friday if youd like?”

You said it quietly but your voice was invading his brain. “ Yea thats alright give me your number so we can talk later.” He says giving you his phone. “Yea sure”. You pass his phone back to him. “Good night Miles” you gave him the softest prettiest smile he’s ever seen.

He felt his ears heat up “good night”. He shuts the door then leans on the back sighing.

Rio looks over at him with a big smile on her face “Mi bebe esta enamorado ”

(my baby is in love)

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You have been fed for the week!! Ill try and get another done Friday but noooo promises.

Lmk if you want a part 2!

edit: part 2 will be pushed back, i don’t want it to be sloppy or badly written. I want to write to the best of my ability so please be patient!

[elohelaye]

Loser!Boyfriend(OC)

(I feel proud I made the banner by myself and redid my whole account >:3c) ---

ATTICUS WHO: ** still doesn't believe you like him, and gets incredibly insecure - "Say it. Say that you love me. Again. Again. Again." ** refuses to admit he's stealing your clothes - "Listen I have no idea how your underwear got in my closet. I don't! Stop looking at me like that! Yes that stain has always been there!" ** always insists you sit with him while he plays video games and is whiny if you're too far away - "Pleaaseee you're my lucky charm!! I need you here!!! I won't win if my lucky charm is more than 3 feet away!!!" ** will stay up for 24+ hours straight playing his video games, and will refuse to shower because doing so would "mess up his flow" - "No no you don't get it I'm in. the. zone. I can't stop now" - "I'll let you shower with me" - "I CAN STOP RIGHT NOW!!!" ** is your personal simp and would do anything for a taste of your affections - "I did good right??? I showered without a reminder- and I used soap! Aren't you proud??? A-aren't you gonna tell me how proud you are??? Please???" ** is just a loser who's so lovesick just for you <3

[friendlyneighbourhoodelf]

post order 66 codywan governed by irrationality. cody is irrationally angry that obi wan didn’t look for him. even when he rationally knows that obi wan didn’t know he was alive, or even his reasons for staying on tatooine. obi wan is sometimes irrationally scared that cody might try to kill him again, even when he rationally knows that he is not the same man who tried the first time. does he fear that if this happens he might be forced to kill cody to protect luke and all he represents? or does he fear that he’d be unable to do this, that ultimately his love for cody would win over his loyalty to luke (to anakin)? does he fear being forced to choose? is cody guilty that he’s hiding whilst his brothers fight? that he failed to protect them earlier and now he’s failing them again?

[pekoposting]

natsuki and fumiko for @the-only-teruteru-fan's contest!

(i love how with kuzupeko fankids the gene pool is often so evenly split, like no dominant or submissive genes, just 50/50. fuyuhiko and peko would be so happy)

edit: it is too late but. recessive genes.

[iwaoiness]

Iwaizumi swears up and down that he never, never spoils Oikawa, but when Oikawa casually mentions once how delicious the milk bread from that specific bakery is, the next day Iwaizumi throws dozens of milk breads, wrapped in cloth bags with the bakery's logo, onto his lap

When Oikawa says distractedly he saw some really cute Stitch socks, the following day Iwaizumi tosses them into his hands, wrapped in gift paper

When Oikawa mentions he could eat half a kilo of mandarins, Iwaizumi shows up at his door the next day with a box of mandarins straight from his grandpa’s orchard

When Oikawa tries grape-flavored Calpis for the first time and practically moans at how good it is, Iwaizumi starts buying him a bottle for lunch every day

When Oikawa gazes in awe at the sunflowers in a painting at the cultural festival, Iwaizumi gifts him a lego sunflower set to build

When Tooru complains about how his knee brace is losing its elasticity, Hajime hurls a new one at his head on graduation day, along with the second button from his uniform

When Tooru looks so cute in his UCI hoodie, smiling as he pulls the hood over his head and snuggles in, Hajime gives it to him as a parting gift at the airport

And when Tooru gazes at him with endless affection on a San Juan night, Hajime whispers between the sheets "just one more year, babe", promising that soon they’ll wake up next to each other every day, without the weight of a return ticket in their wallets

...

u can find me on my ao3, my carrd and bsky 🍉

[a-very-sparkly-nerd]

If TDP characters had phones, Callum would ABSOLUTELY post art of Rayla (only stuff that she approved, though, because he is a consensual king about everything) and then MILES of poems professing his love for her, and everyone (probably including her, tbh) would be in his comments like "WE GET IT SHUT UP." And the other would be the only thing they post about, maybe with some anime memes and sketches scattered about. The parents stalking their accounts like "Should we be worried? ...Eh" because the honeymoon phase is supposed to only last so long, but for Rayllum is eternal.

[cannibl-canine]

braiding hair for stress relief >>>

(also since a deers horns fall off I thijk medkits would do the same ........ giggle)

[mikalilys]

I desperately need soft jegulus fic recs

Like I’m talking no angst with Sirius being happy for them and everything

Nuh uh and yuh uh jegulus

James poking regulus’ dimple every time he frowns

Cuddles!!! Movie nights!!! Cute banter!!!

And just them being silly cheeky shits

I think that would cure me

[sleepytokenii]

These Ancient Canopies (SFW)

gn!reader x sleep token members (fluff) (headcanon) Word count: 1324

Description:

It’s august. It’s a hot and sunny day, however there’s a cool breeze to take the edge off a little. The guys arranged for you to go with them on a spontaneous camping trip for a few nights in the middle of a beautiful ancient forest.

Vessel:

o Drives your group to the campsite, checks everyone in at the reception desk, and ensures you have the perfect spot.

o Packs extra marshmallows just for you two to share when everyone’s gone to bed.

o Offers to build the tent himself, places a camping chair down next to your tent for you to laugh at him from whilst he cocks it up.

o He has brought the biggest tent he could find to share with you, so you can bring your home comforts. Surprises you with a body length hot water bottle to keep you warm.

o Sings hauntingly beautiful songs under the canopy of trees whilst you all sit around the campfire drinking hot chocolate, all wrapped up in blankets and beanies.

o When it’s time for bed, he fills your hot water bottle with freshly heated water, and pulls you in for a snuggle to share the heat. Your large duvet is a perfect touch, but nothing beats the warmth Vessel radiates.

o In the morning, he wakes you up to soft fluttery kisses on your cheek as he hums a soft melody, stroking your head gently.

o Makes you breakfast in bed and gives you time to get up and ready for the day.

o Organises a couple’s activity away from the rest of the guys for some 1-on-1 time.

II:

o Hops out of the van first and holds his hand out to help you out, carefully watching you to make sure you don’t fall.

o Brings matching Oodies for you both, much to the amusement of the rest of the group. You look forward to the cosiness.

o Gets frustrated when the poles of the tent come out of their socket, but accepts your help gratefully when you notice his frustration.

o Taps along on a log he is sitting on whilst Vessel sings around the campfire. The vibes are immaculate.

o Whispers sweet nothings in your ear every so often, making you feel all warm and gooey inside.

o He doesn’t want to ask, but smiles and nods when you ask if he wants to be little spoon.

o Holds your hands close to his chest as you fall sleep curled up against each other. Peppers your hands with light kisses to comfort you.

o Wakes you up with “good morning beautiful, how did you sleep?” and hands you a steaming cup of tea/coffee with a biscuit whilst he sips on his can of red bull.

o Takes you on a romantic walk through the forest with a little picnic he arranged with the on-site restaurant. Brings a picnic blanket and some fresh juice to sip on with a view overlooking the most stunning landscape. You’re made to feel like royalty.

III:

o Cannot wait to get out of the van and give you a big bear hug, as if he hadn’t just snoozed with his head on your shoulder for the last half an hour of the journey.

o Does a lil boogeywoogey when he finishes putting up the tent, feeling proud of himself for beating the others. You give him a round of applause and he takes a bow with a smirk.

o Enjoys walking down to the little stream with you to collect sticks and any other kindling he could find for the fire. Doesn’t let you carry too much, he doesn’t want you to hurt yourself or trip.

o Walks around the forest with a ‘lil basket collecting any mushrooms he stumbles across…for um…tea? Yeah we’ll go with that.

o Brings a blanket to the campfire to lay on, allowing you to lie with him and cuddle whilst listening to the melodies coming from Vessel’s lips.

o Carries you back to the tent because you’re too sleepy to walk. Tucks you up into bed and gives you a long kiss on the lips, before leaving to head back to the guys for a while longer.

o You wake up first, this man can sleep forever. His short, dyed blonde hair sticking up in all sorts of directions. Your giggle causes him to stir in his sleep, hand reaching out to find your warm waist and pulls you back into him. You fall back asleep with your ear against his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

o Your eyes flutter open again, III’s fingertips gently running up and down your spine. Goosebumps rise all over your body, your head feeling slightly dizzy from the contact.

o III tries his best to make you an omelette, but fails miserably and ends up just making you scrambled eggs, calling them ‘fancy.’ Keeps asking you “do you like it?” with adorable puppy dog eyes. How could you say no?

o Whilst everyone is chilling in a circle at the camp, III finds himself climbing a tree to get the perfect vantage point, before throwing little twigs and pebbles towards you guys. A child at heart, honestly.

IV:

o Carries your duffel bag in one hand, a crate of beer in the other. “Gotta stay hydrated, yano?” he winks and laughs. You roll your eyes and flash him a smile.

o Drapes his favourite leather jacket over your shoulders when it gets dark and cold, adamant its fine, despite your worry that it’ll stink of campfire smoke.

o Tells crude jokes around the campfire, in an attempt to hopelessly flirt with you. Your head falls back as you belly laugh. He smiles, loving to see you happy.

o Brings his guitar of course, you bet your ass he’s serenading you as he performs with Vessel and II. The atmosphere is truly alive.

o Lots. Of. PDA. IV loves showering you in kisses and will be holding your hand or waist at any time he can, stroking your sensitive skin. He is always warm to the touch so you welcome it happily.

o Holds open the tent ‘door’ for you when you go to bed. Whilst you snuggle under the covers, he gives you a long, passionate kiss before stroking your face. “I am so in love with you, you make my life worth living” IV admits, causing you to blush and slam your lips together once more. When you finally separate, you confess your mutual love.

o The next morning he enters the tent with a bag of fresh pastries from the campsite restaurant, smiling widely as he says “Good morning my love, I brought you a little gift, how did you sleep?” with a kiss on your head. Your heart has never felt fuller. How did you get so lucky?

o IV leads you to believe you’re going for a romantic stroll in the forest, but soon turns off the path and leads you down to none other than a tree tops course! As someone who loves being an adrenaline junkie, your grin beams at him. He blushes, knowing he’d done well at picking the activity. You’re tugging on his arm to hurry him up, but he stops in his tracks. “Don’t get too excited and use up all your energy now, save it for the zipwire at the end!” he winks. You squeal and run ahead as he laughs behind you.

o Buys two copies of the video the company captured of you both going down the zipwire. IV enjoyed the view, making the odd sarcastic comment. “oh…BYE THEN!” He shouts then giggles as you fly past him screaming. When you finally get back on the ground, he cuddles you as an attempt to stop your jelly legs from giving in. He kisses you on your head, telling you how proud he is of you for doing such an activity.

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A/N – Hey!! I think this is the first time I’ve had enough creative juices to write since I was what…16?! (24 now)

I really hope you enjoyed whatever this is, I still don’t know the name for the format haha. If you did like, and would like to read more in future, please feel free to show it some love! (or don’t, I won’t force you) <3

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