#that's what s.o. said

[seungkwanniee]

pairings : boyfriend!seventeen x gn!reader

genre : flufff

warnings : mention of food , reader is said to be shorter than Joshua and Wonwoo , cuss words , pet names

synopsis : when their s.o is that kind of shy person that he even needs to ask things for you

hyung line ,, maknae line

an : latest post flopped so HARDD 🔥🔥

〔masterlist〕

SCOUPS 』

he absolutely loves the way you get shy over the simple things

every now and then he is teasing you

but after he is showering you with kisses and hugs because he feels bad

when you two plan a cafe date, restaurant one or something like that, he is ordering for you without even asking

he doesn't even need to ask what youre having because he already knows what you eat and what no

in his eyes you are so small and pity (in a good way ofc) that he enjoy doing it for you

JEONGHAN 』

he LOVE the fact that you are shy

for him it's like you depend on him and he can take advantage of this

you pray him to ask a thing for you? well, he wants something back, material or not he doesn't mind

if you want to know how much that skirt costs when the price isn't writted down and you want him to ask, he wants at least a kiss back

yeah in front of everyone, he isn't ashamed but you are

he wants rewads for the work he does !!!

but joking aside, he would do anything for you he just likes to see you blushed for him

JOSHUA 』

how many times I need to say that he is a gentleman? HE IS THE STANDARD !

when he feels the sleeve of his t-shirt being pulled, he looks down at you almost worried

what is bothering his precious beloved? someone is hurting his precious baby?

when you tell him you want a thing, but you are to shy to ask he is the most comprensive man ever

'it's okay, i'll ask for you'

pats your head or pinch your fluffly cheeks

I think he would help you to pass over this fear

JUN 』

TWO SHY CATS TOGHETER AW

don't even ask how you two ended up togheter, you are one stranger than the other

so, yall must've got each other backs

before getting out of the car, you are playing rock paper scissors to decide who is going to order for both that day

somewhat, you always manage to not do it because he is too in love with you

you literally have him wrapped around your fingers, so he can't resist you

so you will just pull your puppy eyes and the game is done

HOSHI 』

he finds you TOOO cute

like, omg he is so in love with you that he would just kiss every part of you when you hide your face because of shyness

when he tease you, he love to see your ears going red

but suddently his became red too realizing what he said to you, he is shameless sometimes

he love when you are shy when someone say something that make you embarassed and you cling on his arm

and maybe youre hiding your head on his neck, he goes insane and his stomach is fulled with butterflies

WONWOO 』

you are the perfect partner for this man

he doesn't want you if you don't match his energy, so he will not judge if you got a shy behavior

he doesn't mind ordering for you, he loves it

so he doesn't pressure you to trying to do it for yourself as he completely understands you

and yes, it's a really hard thing so he would never judge you

'lovie, is that the one that you want?'

he lowers at your height so he can wishper into your ear

your hand is ALWAYS wrapped around his biceps so when you got so shy that you can't handle it anymore, you squeeze it

code message that himself proposed

WOOZI 』

this bitch is GLAD that you are shy, he doesn't think he could handle something else from his partner

soonyoung it's already too much

you are that shy, that at this point he is the extrovert in the relationship

he got it when you two were at yours frist resturant date and you were looking so nervously at the menu

you even started to bite your nails but you were shy even to tell woozi about your fear

but be observes a lot, and he could tell you weren't nervous just because it was one of your frist date

he reassures you while reaching your hand on the table to caress it

from now on, you don't even need to ask him to order for you

[satorusugurugurl]

Aloe Vera

Summary: When on vacation with your boyfriend, things are great, the drinks, the sex, and the pool. What wasn't great, was the sunburn? But you're dating the strongest sorcerer of the modern age! He’ll take good care of you!

Characters: Gojo Satoru x FAB!Reader

Word Count: 1,408

Warnings: language, sunburn (please wear sunscreen!) fluff~!

A/N: As someone who lives in the desert, this happens a lot. My S.O was sweet enough to rub aloe on me last week, thus my muse!

“Oooh fuck me.” You whine, shuffling into the bathroom. “Fuuuuck me.”

Satoru is right behind you, towel wrapped around his neck, sunglasses pushing his bangs out of his face. “I told you to put on sunscreen! But nooo, somebody stayed by the pool because someone wanted to live, laugh, and work on her tan.”

Your boyfriend was right; you had said those exact words to him earlier that day. When he specifically tried to get you to put more sunscreen on. You had a shirt for him and that you were fine. The sunscreen you put on four hours prior was waterproof, as you floated in a donut.

But the sunscreen had to be reapplied every four hours. If you had taken the time to read the bottle, you think you would know. You really should have listened to your boyfriend. But you were so excited that summer was just around the corner; the only sound you wanted to listen to was the sound of margaritas being made and beach balls bouncing.

If your skin ever felt like skin again, you would listen to whatever the sunscreen bottle and your boyfriend told you to do.

Your skin was so burnt it wasn’t even funny. It was painful and hot; it hurt to move with every step you took towards the shower. Satoru winced, watching as you whimpered, stepping out of your swimsuit and turning the water to a lukewarm temperature.

You don’t even have a chance to step in as arms gently wrap around you. Satoru intended it to be a comforting gesture. Instead, it had you jolting in pain as the cloth of your boyfriend's jacket rubbed against your burnt, sensitive skin. Your yelp had him pulling back, arms held out in front of him.

“F-Fuck baby! I’m sorry!”

“N-no, it’s okay, it’s fine, I-I’m just going to sit here and suffer for all eternity.” Satoru doesn’t say anything as you step into the water. You try to hold back the cries of pain that threaten to pass through your lips, but Gojo can still hear them. The tiny, pained whines have him wincing along with you. He hated seeing you in pain and regretted not making you put on more sunscreen. If he had been more stern with you, then maybe he wouldn’t be in the position that you are right now. But it wasn’t like he could go back in time. You had neglected to put on more sunscreen, and he had failed to pin you down on the pool deck and rub it all over your stupidly cute face. He could not go back in time to change the outcome.

There was, however, one thing he could do.

“Hey, I’m going to step out for a little bit. I need to run to the store in the lobby and grab a couple of things. Are you going to be okay?”

A pained yes is all he hears before you slowly sink to the shower floor, allowing the cold water to run over your burnt skin. Gojo wastes no time; the second who knew you would be okay on your own for a bit, he was bolting out of your hotel room and running down to the hotel store.

You shower to your best abilities without being in excruciating pain. Skipping on the rag and the loofah, you gently wash your body with your hands, which still hurts. You made a vow to yourself with the showerhead that you would never forget to reapply your sunscreen again. Even if you were to fail, your boyfriend wouldn’t.

For the time being, the only thing you could do was try to relax, even though it felt like you wanted to peel your skin off of your body. After your shower, you shuffle back into the main room, collapsing onto the bed, bare butt naked, enjoying the cool crisp sheets underneath you. Between your still-wet skin and the air conditioning, You felt some form of comfort as the hotel room door opened.

At first, you jumped, searching for anything to cover your skin, but quickly, the door shut a second later, and you heard the wrinkling of a plastic bag heading further into the room. “Toru?” You call down gently, lifting your head to search for your boyfriend.

“It’s me; you weren’t doing anything naughty, were you?” he teases, even though he knew the only thing you could do was cry in pain from the sunburn that covered most of your body. Having sex like this was out of the question.

“If by naughty you mean laying my naked ass on our bed, then yes, I am being naughty.”

You can hear his running footsteps just before his shadow spreads on the bed before you. For a second, you think that he’s going to wolf whistle or fist pump or even make some crude comment about how sexy you look naked on his bed, and he didn’t even have to ask you to do anything. Instead of crude comments, the bed dips under his weight as he flops near you.

One second, you're lying there in silence, and the next second, a cold jelly-like substance is squeezed on your back. Said jelly instantly eases the burn on your back, making you moan softly as Satoru’s hands gently rub the cooling, earthy-smelling liquid over your irritated skin. The contrast of cool against your burning skin felt magical. The pain subsided from a persistent throbbing or a mild sting.

“Mmm, Toru, that feels good~” You smile happily, “Thank you, baby.”

“You're welcome, sweetheart. Just remember this moment when I'm lathering sunscreen on you from now on.”

You scoff as Satoru rolls you onto your back so he can rub aloe vera over the front of your body. “Oh please, you think I’m ever going to get this burnt again?”

“You won't once I lather you up in sunscreen.”

“I just wanted to get a little tanner to give off goddess vibes.”

“Babe, you already do that.” The way your eyes widen and glimmer at his words makes Satoru fight the urge to pat himself on the back. “My sunburnt goddess.” He admires the lighter skin tones from where your swimsuit was to the darker tones of your sunburn. God, your skin was so pretty, even when it was burnt.

“Oh, haha, asshole. Sunburnt Goddess, my ass.”

“It's true; allow me to lather you in aloe vera and fan you with a palm tree leaf.”

You rub your face against the sheets. “But of course, my devote ivory follower~”

“Heeey, why am I the ivory follower?”

“Have you seen your pasty ass?”

Your boyfriend's hands stop their treading as he sputters in shock. “Pasty ass?! Pasty!?” You laugh out loud, lifting your head to look up at him. “I do not have a pasty ass!”

“I'm sure the astronauts in the space station can see your pasty ass when you're naked,” Gojo grumbles, digging in the bag and opening something. “The aliens can see your glorious ass from galaxies away. The honored one's ass, the strongest ass of the modern age.” Gojo perks up with a smirk, nodding as he slaps a cool patch on your forehead.

“Keep going, sweetheart~ I'm almost there~.”

You don't get any further as Gojo grabs one of his oversized t-shirts and carefully slips it on you. “Thank you, Satoru, for taking such good care of me, Satoru.” Your boyfriend grins, eyes shutting as he lies down next to you, teaching into his bag, handing you a popsicle.

“You're welcome, sweetheart.”

You both lick at your popsicles in the cool air of the hotel room. When a single thought crosses your eyes, wander over your boyfriend's exquisite body. “Hey Toru?” the man is sucking down on his popsicle like he was giving it the gluck-gluck-five thousand.

“Yeah?”

“Can you get sunburned with infinity?”

“Huh,” he blinked slowly, “I mean, the special grade curse Jogo didn't burn me—so I'm assuming not. Just another benefit of being the honored one.”

“The honored one with a pasty ass.” A smirk pulls at the corner of your mouth as Satoru chokes on his sugary treat.

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[chernabogs]

A Rainy Wandering

Inc: Reader/Malleus (99% platonic but we had to sneak those subtle feelings in there at the end. Love me some two oblivious clowns) Second person POV Warnings: None WC: 1.8k Summary: Er so that new Malleus card, yeah? (Or: hey your bff scheduled in a 4 hour gargoyle tour, are you coming, orrrr...?) Also s.o to Alexandra with her literal Field Guide to Gargoyles and founding of the Gargoyle Appreciation Society. My hero rn for this hope they are thriving.

The campus is shrouded in grey as the rain falls at a steady rate around you. You grip your umbrella with both hands to combat against the gentle tug of the wind as you stand at the end of your dorms long walkway, shifting from side to side on occasion to look at both ends of the road. Behind you, the orange glow of Ramshackles cozy inside beckons to you, promising an escape from the rain in the form of wool blankets and terrible reality television. You’re half tempted to go back, but you staunchly remind yourself that you had made a promise, and you were not someone to fall back on your word.

That being said, your friend is about five minutes late, but you can forgive him. He’s never been good at keeping track of time. 

You shift on your heels again as you tilt the umbrella back to look at the grey sky. You last all of two seconds before too many raindrops fall on your face and you look back down, blinking the water out of your eye. The motion lets you take note of a pair of boots standing to your right. 

“Oh!” You splutter, moving your umbrella again to look at to whom those boots belong. Malleus stands in a very casual, unassuming manner, his own umbrella in hand and his brow quirked in amusement. “How long have you been standing here for?” 

You know the answer to that already—probably just seconds—but Malleus’ lips curl into a secretive smile as he shrugs a shoulder. “Long enough to observe you taking a makeshift wash.” 

A sour look is what he gets in turn, although yours always lack venom when it comes to him. A quick glance over his form shows you that he’s come prepared for the weather as well. In addition to his umbrella (which is decorated with gargoyles, to your amusement), he wears a black and purple raincoat, gloves, and has tied his hair back in a looped knot you think you've never seen him wear before. Compared to your yellow rubber boots and yellow raincoat, he looks like he stepped out of a high-fashion shoot. 

To serve and observe, apparently, is the agenda for today. You missed that memo. 

“I need to tie a bell to your wrist so I know when you’re coming.” You grumble as he steps back to the road, leaving you to fall in line with him. His warm laughter fills the air as you begin the first few legs of the tour he’s been talking about for ages.

“Now, I do think I recall you saying that once before,” he muses, tapping his fingers against the metal gargoyle at his umbrella's base. “You have yet to follow through.” 

 “I think your students would mob my dorm if I were to try and tie anything to you. Maybe I should just put an alarm on your phone instead—as long as you don’t break it again.” 

Often this would earn you a look of mock hurt, but Malleus seems far too jubilant at the moment to care about the subtle read you’re giving him. He’s smiling away, as happy as can be as he walks by your side. He even has a little bounce in his step. It almost makes you want to laugh at the sight; how can anyone call him intimidating when he’s looking like a child about to get a present? 

“Ah, yes, yes. I have been diligent in keeping my devices in check. Shroud has been of much help in that.” His gaze darts around the campus until he loops his arm with yours and pulls you swiftly to the right. You’re pliant to his guidance, only sighing in response as you let him pull you wherever he sees fit. This is something you’ve come to realize about the nature of your relationship with the prince. Malleus is a chronic wanderer, tending to just go off wherever he wishes, but he’s also mildly codependent. Since you two had firmly established that you are friends—hell, you gave the man a friendsgiving card—everywhere Malleus drifts off to, he takes you like a tether.

“Ah! Our first stop on our tour,” he begins, still brimming with energy. He tries to move his umbrella, only to have it collide with yours in the process. “Actually, before we begin, would you be so kind as to close your umbrella? We can use mine.”

You lean back to look up at your friend incredulously. At well over 6 feet, horns excluded, you doubt that you will remain dry for long should Malleus shield you both with his umbrella. He stares back both unwavering and with expectation in his look. You purse your lips. He raises an eyebrow. You lean back a bit, he replicates the action, his gaze looking you up and down. Daring you.

Oh, girl.

After a second of silent staring with a dash of attitude that the man rarely shows anyone else, you huff a sigh and close your umbrella, scooting closer to him once you do. His expression lights up as you roll your eyes, and he resumes his tangent. 

“Thank you, my dear friend. Now, as I was saying, our first stop on our tour! If you direct your attention upwards you will see what is aptly called a screamer gargoyle. The positioning of its body—with hands behind its head and its mouth agape—is meant to remind those who witness it that torment lay ahead if they fail to fulfill a particular purpose. You may see these on the cathedrals in numerous nations, as they were quite popular to evoke terror in worshippers.”

 You scoot forward to look past the edge of the umbrella at the gargoyle in particular. True to Malleus’ word, the carved figure looks as though it’s screaming in agony, its eyes directed upwards, and its body bent at an angle. You smirk a little. 

“Kind of looks like Ace and Deuce during exams.” 

Malleus hums thoughtfully. “Perhaps that is why they put one on a school ground. To remind students of the torment they will endure should they neglect studying and strike deals for grades instead.”

“So mean,” you chastise, even though you were the one to start this train of thought. The two of you continue your trail along the main road. Malleus keeps your arms firmly linked together as he chatters on, stopping on occasion to point out a particularly significant gargoyle, or a grotesque lined against the wall. You reckon this is the most your friend has talked in a while, considering his need to stop and clear his throat with an apology. 

You also consider that this is probably one of few times that he’s managed to rope someone into a walk with him like this. Out of the joy his joy seems to bring you, you prompt him with several questions as you tour about, doing your best to remember the info dumping you’re being subjected to. A slip up of calling a grotesque a gargoyle by mistake, which earned you a verbal berating in the gentlest of manners, was enough to make you pay closer attention.

As the rain begins to lighten and the sun valiantly fights to break free, the two of you come to a stop in one of the courtyard areas of the main building. You fish out a granola bar from your pocket as Malleus holds the umbrella, offering him half of it before you look around at the building. There aren’t as many gargoyles here as the other areas, save for one impressive dragon carving looming over the courtyard entrance. You gesture to it in silence, your mouth too full of chocolate and granola to speak. Fortunately, Malleus has become more then attuned to your gestures to know what you’re saying—another reward of your friendship. 

“That is one of the older gargoyles present on the campus. Considering that the courtyard we are standing in served as part of the original residence, I would wager that the initial owner of the lands commissioned this.” Malleus taps the base of the umbrella again as he tilts it back to look upwards. A few stray raindrops hit his cheek, making his brow furrow as he inspects the moss-covered structure. He’s looking at the gargoyle, while you’re looking at the expressions he’s pulling. “Most people surmise that the selection of a dragon was done to evoke fear in opponents who may try to take these lands, but I’m of the mindset that it was done to symbolize the wisdom and guardianship the owners held over their subjects. Dragons are, after all, quite wise.”

“So the dragon says.” You reply teasingly as you look at the statue. He’s right to guess that it’s certainly the oldest one you’ve seen. The stone is aged and slightly cracked along the edges. You know that Malleus has a habit of carving statues himself, and you wonder if he’s ever considered trying to repair it. Given his love for all things crumbling and ancient, however, you also wager that the thought of rebuilding something that time has claimed is well against his personal morals. 

“My assessment is free of bias, Prefect.” He counters with a mockingly scolding tone to his voice. You know it to be in jest by the way his eyes remain alight with joy. He really is infectious when he’s in a good mood, dangerously so, and a part of you wishes he could stay this way consistently instead of sliding back to the quiet, brooding form he can be when he’s feeling temperamental. 

You scrunch up the granola wrapper before shoving it in your pocket with a shake of your head. “Oh yes, definitely no projecting going on here.”

“I will leave you out in this rain.” He warns, tilting the umbrella so that you’re out of its cover. You yelp in protest and duck back underneath, practically squishing yourself against him to keep from doing that again. 

“You like me too much to do that!” You argue back as you grip the umbrella handle yourself. He breaks his facade of sternness to laugh as his arm comes around you to rest on your back. The act feels far too natural for the first time he’s ever done it, yet you acquiesce regardless. “Besides, who else will finish this loop with you? Silver is training with Sebek and Lilia is off… well. Doing whatever he pleases.”

Another thoughtful hum vibrates in Malleus’ chest, which you can feel considering the proximity of your bodies in this moment. A sudden awareness strikes you that makes you feel a bit awkward about it all. Out of reflex you nudge his waist with your arm, prompting him to give you some more space.

“I suppose you have me there,” he notes, granting you a half smile as he looks down to your irate expression. He offers you the crook of his arm, and you silently oblige by linking it with yours. He tugs you a bit closer this time around as he beckons to the courtyard exit. “Let us continue, then. I would say we have another hour at least. Oh, I do hope you’re as excited as I am for what’s to come.”

[luxthestrange]

MASHLE Incorrect quotes#15 Boyfriend!~

Orter rejected your advances giving you a human with no magic under his care...so when you started to seek out Ryoh romantically even going as far as trying to win him over with a song on his date with his wife...which prompted some feelings on a certain sandy wizard to feel salty and following you around...

Orter*Grabs your mic to stop your singing*-What are you doing?

Y/n: I'm trying to win my boyfriend back!-

♪ I said lose that girl.. ♪♪

Orter: What boyfriend?

Y/n: Ryoh!

Orter*Forgetting he has your mic, his voice echoes* Ryoh's not your boyfriend, I'm your boyfriend!?-...

Y/n: Say that again? Orter: Mm-mm

Y/n*Taking out a recorder with a smirk*That's okay, I have it right here~

Orter: 'I'm your boyfriend'

Orter: Oh, boy...

You Rewind the tape with a grin

Orter: 'I'm your boyfriend'

Orter: 'I'm your boyfriend'

Ryoh: Orter? what are you doing here?

Y/n*Hugging Orter's arm gleefully* We're on a date!~He's my boyfriend, I'm his S.O~ ♪ We're boyfriend & S.O♪♪

Ryoh's Wife: I thought you were our performer at the bistro?...

Y/n*Whistles at her and winks an eye at Ryoh*Wow! She's a keeper~

Y/n: You know what we should do sometime? Double date!How about tomorrow night? Do you guys like Thai?

Ryoh & Wife: Yeah, I love it!~

The three of you leave excitedly about the new dynamic for double dates...leaving Orter behind in his confusion

Orter: What just happened?

[meanbossart]

hey RJ! Obsessed with your du drow work. With all the talk of breeding etc, I can’t help but wonder— how good of a support would drow be to a pregnant person? I was also the person who asked if he was a good caretaker (lmao), and you said that he was more likely to be an overbearing one than neglectful. Does this also apply to a pregnancy sort of situation (with or w/out Astarion being involved), or is it a consistent sort of attitude of his that would carry over? I was curious since it’s a bit of a different circumstance than what I had asked previously, and I have a crush on him so I like to rotate all his facets around in my head. even when he’s fucked up and weird etc

He cares about someone being in a state of pregnancy about the same amount as he cares about mothers and kids - he favors then a fair amount more and actually reserves them a bit of respect by default (if a humanoid race, at least). And of course, if he archaically decides you're an unworthy mother for whatever reason this is just nulled.

But if it were actually someone that he cares about like Shadowheart or another friend who can conceive, he would go out of his way to ensure their comfort and safety in whatever circumstances they are in. He's still a realist when it comes to survival situations so you couldn't expect to get away with being a complete dead-weight - but he'd be much more patient than usual.

Addendum to that: It would only apply if the kid was wanted at all. DU Drow WILL help you out with your at-home abortion if you're tight. He might help if you're not, also, but I wouldn't take up on the offer myself in that case.

Obviously a completely different situation if the kid is his own. He'd go insane if he had to put a pregnant S.O through anything short of sitting in bed and eating home-cooked meals all day, he'd adore them and cling from morning until night and never get sick of it and life would cease being about anything besides keeping his partner and progeny safe and in good health. If you enjoy being pampered and deified for being fat with a kid, it would really work out for you! If you'd rather retain a semblance of independence and self sufficiency for the duration of those 9 months, it might get a bit annoying.

(And no, I'm not gonna do undead-male-pregancy, don't ask)

[shotanzz]

Who in riize do u think would like a partner who’s slightly older/younger than them, like a year or two age difference? N then who do you think would prefer someone who’s older and has more life experience? (Basically kinda in a who would want to be taken care of by their partner vs them being the one to take care of their partner type of way)

hmmmmm this may be a bit controversial I fear

RIIZE OLDER VS YOUNGER based on astrology~

reminder this is based off of MY opinions of their birth chart placements + aspects and is not exact fact unless I knew them myself and I am not a professional astrologer 🤍

Older

Seunghan

a lot of people think Seunghan would have a younger s.o but ngl..he'd probably like someone more older or at least a person that has more experience/more mature. I say this because the things he'd want the most I feel like he'd expect or more easily get from someone older. He wants someone that would be independent + confident in their place in the relationship, has experience in life in general (including partying/vices), and ngl he might want more tasteful luxury gifts so lowkey sugarmama/older gf vibes 😭.

Anton

I don't think he cares about age at all bc his chart doesn't indicate physical attributes minus the stereotypical feminine things (bouncy healthy hair, sweet perfumes, pretty nails) but I feel like he'd be best suited with someone older yk..like that would be best for him. Reason being, personality wise he wants someone mature, ambitious, independent, doesn't need to be babied/taken care of 24/7, can guide him, financial stable which is something you expect from a more mature/older person right ?

Middle Ground

alright ikik all my babygirls are wondering wtf Sungchan and Eunseok are doing here instead of the younger category but..walk with me....🤫

Sungchan

50/50 bc I feel like he can get what he wants from either age group. He has a cancer moon + leo venus so he may like reciprocity and for him and his s.o nurture or be attentive with each other OR he's ok with taking care of a younger/immature s.o & would be fine with being taken care of by a older/mature s.o. He likes someone to be educated, lowkey a little wiser and put together BUT he likes to wear the pants and be the lead/doting counterpart of the relationship. I just think he can get what he likes from either group and he probs is into cap risings.

Eunseok

Eunseok..probably just doesn't care LMFAO. As long as you're tall, hot, confident and charming he's all in. IM KIDDING OFC . but he can adapt to either relationship trope. He likes someone with a mature seductiveness thats independent and gives good concrete wise advice..BUT he also likes someone thats goofy and surprises him and has a teasing "hard to get" aura to them. So imo he'd go after either one as long as they were compatible with him.

Younger

(crazy I know)

Sohee

Sohee is typically the one being doted on and seen as the "cute" one and I just think he'd want to explore outside of that trope through his partner (sag venus tings). Plus I'm ngl Sohee's big 6 placements and his sun/uranus + mercury/mars aspects makes me feel like he'd feel kinda slowed down or restricted with an older/overly mature/serious partner. This is about to be contradictory ik but I feel like it’d be easier if said older partner had a more immature “cute” image

Wonbin

Wonbin probably likes...cliche dynamincs ngl..his taurus mars makes him feel more driven to the traditional/stereotypical dynamics yk so he's the masc and provides like the typical "oppa" type shit ykwim. Plus his Pisces Venus probably makes him idealize that type of stereotypical trope more. I also feel like an older partner would make him feel a more serious sense of responsibility and scare the shit out of him 😭😭.

Shotaro

Shotaro has a capricorn venus and I said in one post his ideal type could go either way and transition between being more playful+immature or sophisticated+mature I feel like he currently likes immature/younger partners (see how he dotes on Sohee/Anton the youngest members) but in the future would prefer someone more mature because that's just what I typically see in cap venus men,,they start with one ideal type and the older they get they switch to the other.

[httpvomitello]

This is for turt of choice, how would they react to being asked by their S.O "do you think we're together in every universe?"

OMGGGG YEEEEES! That's sooo cute, and i hope you like it! ♡♡♡♡

Across Every Universe *⁠.⁠✧

It had been an oddly peaceful night at the lair, one of those rare moments when everything felt quiet and calm. The city was distant, the usual chaos of crime and Foot soldiers on hold, and all of you had a little time to breathe.

You sat next to Raph on the couch, leaning into him as you both shared a bag of chips, watching some random movie on the screen. It was one of those silly action flicks, full of explosions and cheesy one-liners. Neither of you were really paying attention to the movie; it was just background noise.

After a few minutes, you found your thoughts wandering, as they often did when you were with him. Lately, you’d been thinking a lot about the “what-ifs.” The alternate realities, the multiverse theories, and the idea of everything that could happen across different universes. You and Raph had been through so much together, and the thought of what could happen to you both, in other timelines or other versions of yourselves, made your heart ache in a way that was hard to explain.

You broke the silence first. "Hey, Raph... do you think we're together in every universe?"

Raph stop mid-bite, chips in hand, as he looked at you with an expression of pure confusion. His brow furrowed slightly as he processed your words, his mind trying to wrap around the odd question. You could see the gears turning in his head, trying to figure out what you meant.

“Wait, what?” Raph’s voice was deep and a little gruff, but there was curiosity there. “You mean like... in every alternate universe?”

You nodded slowly, shifting a little closer to him. “Yeah. Like... every version of us. Do you think that no matter where or when we are, we’d always find each other? Like, no matter what happens, we’d end up together?”

Raph set the chips down on the table, his full attention now on you. He let out a deep breath, looking down at his hands for a moment before glancing back at you.

“Well, that’s one hell of a question,” he muttered, his voice low and thoughtful. He seemed to be grappling with the idea.

You waited patiently, not wanting to rush him. It was rare to see Raph this reflective, and you didn’t want to interrupt the quiet storm of his thoughts.

Finally, Raph spoke again, his voice quieter now, almost uncertain. “You’re talkin’ about fate, right? Like, that no matter what the universe throws at us, we’d always end up together... no matter what kinda version of ourselves we are?”

You nodded again, your heart racing a little. You weren’t sure why the thought had come to you, but the idea of always being with him—no matter the circumstances—felt like something you had to know, something you had to understand.

“Well...” Raph started, his eyes flicking up to meet yours. There was a seriousness in them that was so rare for him, his usual confident smirk replaced by something deeper. “I think... if I’m bein’ honest, I think we would be.”

You blinked, surprised at his response. “You really think that?”

He gave a small, uncertain shrug. “Yeah. I do.” His voice was rough, but there was something tender behind it. “I mean, maybe it sounds crazy, but... I think if we’re meant to be, we’ll find each other. No matter how many universes there are. Whether we’re turtles or humans, heroes or not, you and me—we’re always gonna find our way back to each other.”

The sincerity in his words made your chest tighten. You didn’t know why, but hearing Raph say that felt like an anchor, something solid in the chaotic storm of life. Maybe it was his voice, low and steady, or the way he said it as if he truly believed it—no hesitation, no doubt.

“You really believe that?” you whispered, your voice barely audible as you scooted closer, your heart beating faster than it probably should.

Raph’s gaze softened, and he gave a slight, almost shy smile—something that was rare for him, especially in moments like these. “Yeah, I do. I mean, fuck, I’ve always been the kinda guy who’s ready for a fight, but... with you? With you, it’s different.” He shifted a little, his hand finding yours, giving it a gentle squeeze. “I don’t think I could ever let go of what we got. Not now, not ever.”

The weight of his words settled in your chest, and you squeezed his hand back, feeling an overwhelming sense of warmth spread through you. You had always known Raph was a guy of few words, especially when it came to matters of the heart, but in that moment, he was saying everything you needed to hear.

“You know, you’re not that bad when you’re serious, Raph,” you teased gently, your heart swelling with affection.

He chuckled, a deep rumble in his chest that made you smile. “Don’t get used to it, babe. It’s rare for me to get all mushy.”

You smiled softly, resting your head against his shoulder, your eyes closing as you let the moment linger. “I don’t need you to be mushy. Just... always be here with me.”

Raph’s arm wrapped around you, pulling you a little closer. “You got it. I’m not goin’ anywhere, no matter what universe we end up in. We’re stuck with each other, alright?”

You laughed quietly, feeling a warmth flood through you. “Guess I can’t ask for anything more.”

He kissed the top of your head, his grip around you tightening just slightly, as if to prove the point. “You better not.”

[mochinomnoms]

Daydream I had at work today I thought you'd enjoy.

Everyone's at a fair or something and Azul and Idia are competing on some of the attractions (someone said something about the boardgame club and these games), Yuu is cheering Azul on as he fumbles with the ring toss before he wins, just before he's able to bask in his victory the stall owner asks him what prize he wants for his partner/girlfriend/boyfriend/S.O? Azul chokes, is that what people think he and Yuu are? Even more shocking Yuu doesn't even blink and just asks for the octopus plus toy, unaware of the crisis they've just given Azul my making that particular choice of all the plush toys. The crisis continues as Yuu spends the whole day carrying their prize as the other studends keep giving him inquisitive/knowing looks about it.

HI IM BACK AND FINALLY HAVE TIME TO ANSWER THIS

This is such a cute scenario because Azul is so prone to overthinking, and you just know that he'd overthink Yuu's nonchalant reaction to being called his partner. Why did they not react? Were they just embarrassed and didn't want to say anything? If so, then why'd they ask for the octopus toy? Maybe they were just being nice…or maybe they do like him! Was this their way of subtlety confessing to him? But why go about it in a roundabout way, GAAAAAAAH!

He's internally stressing while Yuu walks along with him blissfully. They're just happy that he seemed to take being called their boyfriend in stride.

[02chois]

currently thinking abt how sweet all of txt would probably be So sweet taking their s.o’s virginity. (even cuter if it’s both people’s first time, bc i feel like yeonjuns kinda cocky about it, but he does need some guidance from you to know what you like. and both soobin and hyuka would be So Shy and just. the sweetest first times, even if they cum quickly, bc they just do their best and communicate so well (even if soobins a tomato voicing anything explicit) they’d definitely all do their best to make their partner cum

TXT WITH A VIRGIN S/O

pairing: OT5 (separate) x afab! reader

synopsis: txt as virgins with a virgin s/o during their first times

word count: 2k words

content warnings: virgin! txt, virgin! reader, dom! taehyun, riding, manhandling, size difference, oral (reader receiving), dirty talking, creampie, premature ejaculation, fingering

note: this took me a while to write, I had to think five different scenarios and how they'll be in that situation. hopefully I did well. hope you enjoy 🫶

SOOBIN

He'd be the sweetest despite being nervous and he's so, so gentle with you. His hands would lightly touch your skin and ever so slightly press his soft lips to yours. He's aware of his size in comparison to you, so he's careful in how he'll handle you.

You reach out a trembling hand to his face and place it to his cheek, he brought his hand to hold yours and pressed his lips to the palm of your hand. In the dim, hazy glow, his form above you was framed with light, he looked so angelic. He slowly moved his hips, pushing himself deeper inside you.

A gasp escaped both of your lips, your warm walls felt so good around him. Your legs wrap around his waist to pull him closer.

"You liked that, sweetheart? Do you want me to put it all in?" And despite his red face, he asked you with words he had never said before.

As mentioned he'll be so gentle and loving, and he'll leave lingering touches on your skin. He loves watching you reach out to him for more.

And when you mentioned you're a virgin and want him to be your first, he was speechless. The pounding of his heart could be heart in between the silence. But he's so eager to satisfy you knowing it's your first time.

It took him some time to tell you it was his first time, as well. He was so shy and hesitant, the grip he had on you tightened and he had to hide his face in the crook of your neck. And the next thing you heard from him was, "I'm a virgin, too."

Your name easily slips from his tongue— and his lidded eyes? How could he possibly be so endearing and so inviting with that face. His lips slightly ajar as short gasps and quiet moans escape between them. And fuck, he'll make love to you alright.

He prefers slow thrusts of his hips into yours, long and deep, hitting your sensitive spot. It's difficult to keep himself from cumming from how good you feel, the way your walls squeeze him and your nails clawing his back.

When he cums earlier than you, he'll make sure to make you come because he feels a bit guilty. Soobin won't hesitate to go down on you even without prior experience. Guide him and put your hand in his hair, he's a fast learner and so eager to make you feel good.

First time with him is lingering touches, seeing the noticeable size difference, slow and gentle fucking all night, and hearing his quiet moans and occasional whimpers.

YEONJUN

The man would be so cocky and would say he knows what he's doing, although the moment when you're both undressed his mind blanks out. But he'll tell you how beautiful you are, encouraging you not to cover and hide yourself from him. He wants to see more of you.

His hands would be on your chest, fingers pinching your nipples in a teasing manner. He'll leave a trail of kisses onto your neck to your collarbones, his lips grazing across the exposed skin. He lives for the noises you make whenever he touches you in certain areas.

The way his fingers work on your cunt was driving you crazy— his index and ring finger teasing your hole, inserting them for a moment before pulling them out.

"I know a thing or two and I'll make sure to make use of it to satisfy you, so please let me hear you." His fingers bottomed into you, and he couldn't help but imagine how it would feel if it was his cock inside you.

Yeonjun's both gentle and rough, however he cares more about what you want rather than his own needs. He'll ask you if he's being too much or if you want more.

You told him you were a virgin first and he had this shy smile across his lips, only to say he was the same. And when you mentioned you want him to be your first was when he looked at you surprised.

He'll press his lips onto yours and he loves the way you'd pant heavily when he pulls away, then he'll deepen the kiss. He won't stop until your hands aren't on his shoulder or tapping him to give you a break.

Questions. He asks so many questions. "Do you want me to touch you here?" "Tell me what you want, love." "I want to hear it from you. Use your words, okay?" "Please, guide me so I can satisfy you." And many more.

And god it feels unreal in some way— how mouth watering he felt in you, how warm and impossibly dominating that you couldn't stop yourself from squeezing around him. He wouldn't even move until you said so.

He pulls out whenever he feels like he's going to cum, he doesn't want to cum until you do. It's romantic in a way. And he'd be so talkative, so surprisingly good at dirty talk that his words would be enough to send you to the edge.

First time with him is a pleasant conversation, asking what you prefer, hearing him spew dirty words, and fucking until you both cum.

BEOMGYU

He's also very careful with how he touches you, and it's not because of size differences or whatnot, he's afraid that you won't like where he'll be touching you. He will always look at your reaction as he places his hand on your exposed skin and will lightly press his lips on your shoulder.

"How does it feel?" He bottomed into you— and the overwhelming feeling of being filled made you shiver, your hips couldn't stay put from the hot mess between your legs. It feels incredibly good, the sting was barely there.

"Feels good, huh? I know it does." Beomgyu purposefully selects each of his words with uttermost eagerness and delicately holding your hips. "And you feel heavenly around me."

He leans down with his arm propped beside your head and lowered himself further into you, his forehead resting on yours. "I'll move, okay? Breathe and relax, and tell me if it's painful."

He's so reassuring and that he'll always check up on you and what you're feeling. He's talkative but not because of dirty talk, but he's so concerned about you because it's your first time.

However, when you asked about him— he would quickly change the subject and ask about your preferences and if you'd like to turn off the lights during the act. He's just too shy to discuss what he likes so he directs the questions back to you and hopes you would forget.

Give him some time and he'll slowly go out of his shell and share what he likes, and it's kind of endearing because he'll be inside you and talk about what he'll do for aftercare. And speaking of aftercare, he's the sweetest and he'll talk about how good you are and praise you.

He likes to feel you close against his skin, so the positions he prefers are missionary. Beomgyu will have your back pressed against his chest and his arms around your waist, and slowly move his hips into yours. The intimacy that position gives is perfect for him.

He loves it when you grind against him— desperately searching for more friction, getting more and more impatient from how it's taking him too long to move. And it's his tendency to tease you and ask for more, he loves hearing you whine.

First time with him is taking his time on you, soft whispers of assurance, close contact of skin, and aftercare that lasts longer.

TAEHYUN

He would be assertive but gentle, his words carefully selected with uttermost rigorousness. Hands covered in calluses— rough to the touch, caressing your skin ever so slightly. His arms would wrap around you to lift you up and place you wherever he wants.

His form above you was framed with light, his dark hair sticking onto his temples and his neck highlighted by muscles. You could also make out slight beads of sweat on his forehead, shimmering as he moved. He could just eat you up.

The raw feeling of having you squeeze around him, so wet and warm, he couldn't help but bury his face into the crook of your neck. You could feel his hot breath and his chest heaving. It takes so much for him not to cum right then and there.

"Taehyun—"

"Shh… I know, I know. I'll move, don't worry." His voice was raspy as he spoke, pushing himself into you to fill you up to the brim.

Despite his assertiveness, he's still sweet and gentle because he's afraid to break you. The last thing he wants is to hurt you. Unless you're into that kind of thing?

And when the topic went to your sexual experiences, he fully admits to not having any. So the fact that you're each other's first is special to him and he'd have this shy smile on his lips the whole time. The fact that you want him to be your first is enough to let him know how much you love him.

He couldn't get enough of you and he's high off you— that he's so addicted to your scent, his hands and face will be on your skin at all times. He'll compliment how soft you are, and how you smell so good.

And because of his assertiveness, you could easily tell he's a Dom from the start. But the shyness is still evident from the way he talks to you in bed and how he handles you— though he knows what he wants, but he'll always ask how you want it.

He'll keep it slow and gentle for you, although he's dying to fuck you senseless. His self-control is admirable. You could see the beads of sweat on his temple from holding back.

First time with him is hearing his heavy breathing, the bed squeaking, borderline manhandling in the sweetest way, and holding back one's desire.

HUENING KAI

He doesn't take such acts too seriously and prefers to see you smile— his fingers gently hovering above your skin, trying to see if you're ticklish. And while the others prefer to have you underneath, he'll have you on his lap to give you the freedom.

"Do you want to touch me?" He asked with a grin, waiting for you to initiate anything. He won't touch you until you give him a go signal and he'll hold your hand if you're nervous.

The view from this position is what drives him insane. He could see how you'd slowly sink onto his cock, sucking him in so eagerly— watching your face contort into pleasure.

"Is my baby okay? That's not too difficult, isn't it?" His hands would be on your hips, guiding you to move and grind you against him.

Foreplay with him includes hearing him giggle nervously, spewing some nonsense here and there. But Kai loves to make you smile while pleasuring you, touching you on your sensitive areas and showering you with kisses.

He was so shy when the subject of sexual experiences came up. It took him a while to admit that he was a virgin, however the moment you said you were, too— he was over the moon.

He was nervous to be your first. He wants it to be perfect and make you feel nothing but pleasure and make you feel so loved by him. And because of that, he arranged all kinds of romantic decorations in your bedroom. The lights are dim and the room smells of roses.

During the act however, he gets so lost in the feeling of you around him. He's so expressive that you could guess what he's feeling from simply looking at his face. His brows would furrow from the intense pleasure, and the way you'd bounce on him feels so good. He'll whisper sweet nothings to you, and how good you're making him feel.

He never felt anything like this before and it's so addicting. Kai wouldn't be able to get this feeling out of his mind, he would want you even more. He'd look for your touch.

First time with him is anything but serious, shared giggles and laughter, peppering your face with kisses, sweet talks and lingering gazes.

[klausysworld]

I know you've not been as active lately (not having a go promise ❤) but I was wondering how Klaus would react with a s.o that swears A LOT compared to the normal person, if u aren't comfortable with this feel free to ignore and I hope ur doing ok❤

Klaus with his cussing love:

Klaus could still remember the first time he met her, as soon as he introduced himself she told him to “back the fuck up” before calling Damon and asking him what the fuck he was thinking when he left her home alone at the Salvatores.

He had began to laugh before he took notice of the look on her face, the glare in her eyes and pressed his lips together with the clearing of his throat, both brows raising as he looked away. She stared at him for a full minute before asking why he was still there and telling him to piss off before Damon was back.

He had let out a short laugh before stepping outside, feeling the wind hit his face as the door slammed shut. He proceeded to listen to her whispering a series of curses as she mused the idea of killing Damon.

Shortly after a very tense Salvatore brother came rushing past Klaus only to be smacked over the head with a newspaper and called a little dickhead.

Klaus had decided that it was best to come back later.

The next time he heard her was when Stefan had both her and Elena in his car, threatening him with Elena’s life. Y/n, he found her name out to be as Elena yelled for her, had been with the Gilbert when Stefan forced them into the car. Despite Stefan’s threats and Elena’s cries, he could hear her yelling angrily “I don’t give a flying fuck what kind of bullshit you have with this prick, pull the fuck over, right the fuck now!”

He wasn’t able to catch the rest as the sound of car brakes shrieked and the call was cut off but he couldn’t help his smirk.

The day he properly met Y/n was when Elijah had invited the Salvatores over for a truce and Damon had brought Y/n along as a ‘surprise’. She had payed the Mikaelson brothers no mind as she asked Stefan why the fuck someone would need a house that fucking huge

Elijah had cleared his throat and kissed the back of her hand regardless and brought them all inside whilst Niklaus remained seated with an amused expression on his face. He began to explain he had many servants and hybrids and such but she told him she didn’t give a shit and he shut up.

She had contributed few words to the conversation, a ‘fucks sake’ when they spoke of the doppelgänger and an ‘ah shit’ when Elijah revealed the daggers before Damon grabbed her arm and dragged her out while she laughed and pointing at the situation.

He found her amusing and a relief from the whiny residents of Mystic Falls but also a difficult person to pull much conversation from.

He had attempted to speak to her in the grill, he had wanted to invite her to the ball but she had been a little…rude. Told him to go fuck himself and as one could imagine, he was a little pissed off.

He had slammed his glass down and stormed out as to not cause a bigger scene than needed. Y/n had shrugged and sipped her coke, most people were used to her swearing and took it lightly. Klaus wasn’t.

And so he took Caroline to the ball.

And then he chased her the next day until he found out she had tricked him to help dagger his brother. By the end of the evening, his mother was dead and his siblings were all planning to leave him once more. That was when he went for a late night walk and found Y/n lead in the middle of a silent road.

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“What has you so daring?” He questioned, his voice sounding much too loud against the silence of the cold air. Y/n shrugged as she continued to stare up at the stars

“Damon said he lays in the road when he’s stressed or angry or sad…he’s a bit fucked in the head so he can’t handle emotions. Thought I’d try it” she mumbles and he hummed, uninterested in Damon’s choices.

“So which are you? Stressed? Upset?” He asked and she turned her head to look at his shins, her eyes darted up to look at his eyes

“Dunno, just felt off so thought I’d lay for a while. You should try it, you’re always in a piss” she muttered and he huffed but nevertheless laid beside her on his back. He glanced to her before sighing to himself at the ridiculousness of his actions as he looked up at the sky, the half moon hung above them.

They stayed in the peaceful quiet for a while before she began to speak

“Are you more angry or sad?” She whispered and he furrowed his brows

“What?”

“About your mother” she stated as though it were obvious

“Why, did you have something to do with it!? Did you know that Elena had spoken to her about-“

“Calm your fucking tits down man” she cut off his accusation with the roll of her eyes “if I was planning to kill you then you wouldn’t fucking know about it” she grumbled and he frowned. He remained quiet, unsure what to say to her but she kept up her end of the conversation “besides there’s being a dick and then there’s helping a psycho bitch kill her but job kids. I’m not that far gone” she murmured, distaste on her tongue.

Klaus tapped his thumbs together as he kept his gaze on the moon and listened to her ramble on about how “fucking pathetic” everyone was in this town.

He eventually told her to shut up and she did so simply. Y/n went silent for a moment before a whispered “sorry” left her and he pushed himself up into a sitting position making her mimic his stance. She gave a tight lipped smile before speaking “I don’t mean to make it worse” she mumbled and he nodded

“In all fairness, you haven’t said anything that isn’t true” he admitted and she hummed

“I know” she nodded and he chuckled

“You’re an odd one, Y/n” he mused and she smiled

“Better odd than a fucking lunatic”

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From there Klaus saw more of Y/n, not always under the desired circumstances but he found that she never actually had anything to do with any of the attacks on him. She was just there, not contributing but not in the way.

He only found it natural to want to cause more troubles so that she would pop up some more. He found that if he was able to cause the Salvatores to stress out then they would piss off Y/n and then he would get to lay with her among the stars again, listening to her rant off the reasons she would out live “all those crazy fuckers”

It wasn’t too long before she was round his house, invited or not, just to talk with him or see him.

Her…use of language became more and more normal as he listened to her more. Often it was amusing under certain conditions and most times it was rather useful. She told him exactly how she felt and exactly what he was thinking, with zero filter. He needed someone like that, someone who wasn’t afraid and would sugar coat everything.

Though sometimes it was a little annoying, especially when he was already in a bad mood, but she almost always apologised and after watching her struggle to find kinder words to use he would let out a soft laugh and tell her it wasn’t her fault.

The phrase “fuck it” was the most popular when she was with him. It was said before their first kiss and the first time they slept together. At first he was a little worried that it didn’t mean anything to her but he found that she always had a knowing smile on her face when she would whisper it into his ear.

His siblings were always amused by the way Y/n would speak to both him and everyone else. Rebekah always looked impressed and on the verge of laughter, Kol was often offended or giggling as he watched Klaus get told to “shut the fuck up” and Elijah, gave up on ever trying to reduce her swearing after she told him what a “tight ass” he was and making him turn a dark pink as he struggled to defend himself against words that were although true, slightly harsh.

Klaus found she was always defending him, she’d tell every supernatural creature going to go “shove it up their own asses” if she had to and Klaus would be proud of her each time.

[lovesickhughes]

nhl relationship alphabet | jack hughes

a/n: hi my loves ! here is my first post on this blog, it is just a simple little thing i put together for my beloved jack hughes, but i hope you enjoy !!

warnings: suggestive content

tags: jack hughes x fem!reader

word count: 3.3k

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

a - actions. what sort of things do they do to show they love their s.o?

jack is super appreciative of you and the relationship you share, so he makes every effort to make you aware of how much he loves you. he’s not into grand gestures, but little sentiments like a bouquet of your favourite flowers with a handwritten note showing his adoration for you, making the quick stop after a game to pick up your favourite dessert; even if you consider it out of his way. he also is super affectionate, always kissing your forehead, cheek, hand, neck, shoulder, anywhere he can to show you his love physically. he will also always touch you, not in a suggestive way when it would be deemed inappropriate, but when in a group setting, having his hand on the small of your back or waist, around your shoulder, or wrapping both his arms around you as he sits and you stand leaning into his warmth and he hugs you. of course when it’s just the two of you, he makes you very aware of how much he loves you, being attentive, caring and praising you in all the ways you deserve. he also always verbally expresses his love to you, telling you how much he loves you and how much you’ve made his life better, how much it means to him when he sees you in his jersey in the stands watching him play.

b - beginnings. how did the relationship begin? how has it changed?

jack and you had already known each other before things were more serious. you had mutual friends, and coincidentally always ended up seeing each other in group settings. it was almost as if there was an invisible string pulling you two together, having each of you appear unexpectedly, but neither of you were complaining. as soon as jack had met you, he instantly knew there was something about you, you were different and it was a good thing. jack was eager to get to know you, and after that, you just had to win him over even further with your personality. you’re compassionate, caring, and thoughtful, always making small remarks when seeing each other after some time and making jack blush and think to himself: she remembers?

of course you would remember, he wasn’t the type of person you would forget easily. just something about him spoke out to you and said, “he’s the one”, and so when he pulled you aside the one evening at the local pub with his teammates, their wives and girlfriends, and your own friends, him asking you on a mini golf date with just the two of you, there was no way you could pass up on the opportunity.

the mini golf turned into going to the pier and eating frozen yogurt, which turned into a dinner date. about a month later, when jack had surprised you with a basket of gifts that included pair of tickets to your favourite artist, you found a little slip of paper at the bottom of the wicker basket that read, turn around. as you shifted your stance to face jack, you found the boy holding a large bouquet of your favourite flowers and a sign that asked you if he could be your boyfriend.

nothing drastically changed for you both once you made it official, if anything, the bond you shared continued to flourish and you each entered a new stage of your lives that was filled with so much love and happiness, you couldn’t be more grateful for each other.

c - comfortable. how comfy are they with each other? peeing with the door open close, or would they rather keep the mystery?

as time progressed in your relationship, you each grew more comfortable with one another. the first night jack spent over at your place, you could tell the nerves were coursing through his veins and altering his nervous system. he would stumble over his feet as he trailed behind you like a lost puppy wherever you went throughout the house. when it came time to head to bed, jack had relaxed and found himself behind you with his arms wrapped around your waist, inhaling your scent as you brushed your teeth in the ensuite bathroom. you were nervous yourself; this was the first time a boy you were serious about was staying the night, so you wanted to make a good impression.

as the two of you crawled into your bed and jack pulled you into his chest, you couldn’t help but feel your heart warm for how much love and admiration you had for the boy in front of you. you brushed his curls out of his face that covered his soft skin, which earned a laugh from the man you love. jack had begun kissing all over your faces, leaving small pecks of affection against your skin, making you endlessly giggle. needless to say, those small pecks became a little deeper, a little more intimate, and a little more steamy to end your night.

now, after being well established, jack could have the messiest of morning hair, or say whatever weird quirk came to his mind in the moment, and you wouldn’t have any problem in the world with him. he was your little dork and you were glad each of you were able to be true to yourselves and still love each other, and that was what was most important to you.

d - dates. do they consider dates to be important? what kind do they prefer?

dates are essential to jack. since he’s not always at home, constantly travelling and having a busy schedule, as do you, quality time and making up for the distance you share is what keeps such a healthy balance for each of you.

whether it’s going for dinner at one of your favourite restaurants, or even just staying in and making your own heart-shaped pizza and having a movie night, anything and everything you do together is important.

if jack had to choose which was his favourite type of date, he would definitely choose staying in and finding little activities to do with you, rather than being in the spotlight and putting you in an environment that can be overwhelming. you don’t mind the occasional venture out into the city, or if you travel with him for a game, going to experience what’s popular in the city you’re currently in. jack is more so a homebody, preferring a wine and paint night, or binge-watching a reality tv show and gossiping over the latest drama on the bachelor.

e - engagement. how would they propose? who would even pop the question?

it was a bit of a longshot when it popped in his head, but he knew from the moment he met you that he was going to marry you. given that it’s a big step in anyone’s life, he knew it was going to take time to make it the best experience and milestone in your lives. it would be during the off-season, when his time and commitment was fully dedicated to you and his family, and he knew you both shared the similarity of being family-oriented, so it would involve being surrounded by your friends and loved ones.

you would be somewhere with a beach on vacation with each of your families, exploring the country and enjoying the quality time together as a present courtesy of jack. it would be on one of the last nights of your trip, after a sunset dinner with your families (who were all in the loop, barely being able to handle the anticipation), and as everyone began to excuse themselves back to their hotels, jack took the opportunity to guide you down the path from the venue to the attached section of the coast of the island, hand in hand before letting yours go and having you lead. when you turned the corner of the path that were filled with trees and greenery on each side of the walkway, you were welcomed to a display of rocks and candles placed so intricately to form the words, “will you marry me?”. confused, you would turn around to look at your boyfriend who was already lowered onto one knee, pulling out a box from his pocket and revealing an engagement ring so beautiful you could drop to your knees and cry.

“are you serious?” you question in disbelief, bringing your hand to cover your opened mouth that fell in shock. jack couldn’t hold back a grin as he watched your eyes light up and fill with tears. he nodded slowly as you approached him to view the ring.

“y/n, it’s cliche, but- since the day i first met you, i knew i was gonna marry you. i knew you were the one. i would close my eyes and imagine my future, and every thought i had, you were in it. you’re painting my future every moment i’m with you, and i want to make my future our reality. so will you make me the happiest man on earth and marry me?” jack spoke, tears filling his own eyes as his voice shook and he locked eyes with you, meaning every word that fell off his tongue.

you couldn’t bring yourself to form words, only beginning to let the tears fall and nod, falling to your knees in the sand to be at level with your now future husband. your foreheads rested against each other as you both chuckled through your nerves, and as jack pulled back, you watched him reach for your left hand a delicately place the ring on your finger. your gazes met each other with the biggest grin on your faces, before he reached for your face, cupping your cheek and passionately meeting your lips, taking your scent, your taste, you, in.

f - fundamental. for them, what is the most fundamental part of a relationship?

jack’s fundamental part of your relationship is communication. not only to avoid anything being lost in translation, but being able to express his feelings to and about you is crucial to him. of course there had been a few rough patches when you didn’t always see eye-to-eye, or something sparked a meaningless argument, but what he loved about you and your relationship is how you fulfilled his need for communication, and he loved that each of you are able to take a step back from things and realize it was just in the heat of the moment.

g - gratitude. how do they show their appreciation for you?

any way and every way he can. whether it’s words of affirmation, physically showing you by kissing or hugging you, or among other ways…

he also will make it known to everyone outside of the relationship know about how much he loves you. he boasts about you to his team and training staff, always mentioning little things about you, or telling others about the exciting things your doing because he’s always just so proud of you.

h - home. a random domestic headcanon.

jack and you spending time with his family in michigan over the summer, after a long day out on the lake, hair dried by the hot sun with the lake water adding a satisfying grain, your skin also a little dry from the water and colour added to your complexion from the sun. you assisted in preparing dinner by cutting an assortment of vegetables with ellen in their kitchen as the setting sun bled through the windows and curtains, while the boys found themselves outside around the barbeque, cooking burgers and hotdogs. everyone gathered outside on the patio and enjoyed the food, laughing and reminiscing over the fun and accelerating activities from earlier in the day.

you would then insist on cleaning the table, despite ellen’s protests that you were their guest, which you then argued you were family so you further insisted.

after dinner was cleaned, everyone grabbed another round of drinks and you found yourself cuddled up against jack’s side in the outdoor livingroom couch, surrounding the fireplace that quinn began setting up. jack had his arm resting behind your back with a beer in his other hand, casually taking a swig every so often, and when he felt you shiver against him, he immediately looked over to see if you were okay, popping up off the cushion and running inside to grab you his hoodie as the sun slowly set.

you spent the rest of the evening talking about your lives and funny, joyful stories, and by the end of the night, jack led you upstairs to you shared room, hand-in-hand, quickly closing the door behind you before pressing your back delicately against the wood and finding your lips with his own.

you would smile into the kiss, softly pushing against his broad chest to part your lips and simply look up at your beloved boyfriend who then began again reaching down to kiss your jawline and neck as his hands found your waist.

“i love you so much,” he said in between kisses to your skin, “thank you for everything and making me feel like i am the luckiest man in the world. you don’t know how much it means to me to see you with my family.” he softly smiled.

you couldn’t help but shine a bright smile at his words, only responding, “i love you so much more, jack”, before reaching up on your toes and linking your arms around his neck and meeting his lips for yet another kiss.

i - infinite. do they believe their love is endless, or is there something that could break it?

jack had been unlucky with relationships before he met you. it was almost as if each relationship repeated itself, where many things were lost in translation, different outcomes were wanting to be reached, but when he met you, and when he came to realize what a blessing you had become in his life, he knew his love for you would be endless.

j - jokes. who's the funny one?

you’re each your own type of funny. jack tends to crack jokes in a way to make your eyes roll and fight the urge to giggle at how unserious he can be. whether it’s making a “that’s what he/she said” joke or tickling you mercilessly until you’re kicking your feet trying to fight the immense amount of serotonin rushing through your body. jack also finds it funny when you make an attempt to be mad at him when you don’t get the last oreo from the package, but his efforts to cheer you up inevitably work, much to your dismay, always turning into an endless laughter session.

jack also thinks you are the funniest person he knows, besides himself. whether it’s your under-the-breath comments when you’re in a mood, or simply just crack a joke here in there, he loves how light-hearted and joyful the dynamic you share is.

k - kiss. how do they kiss? favourite type?

jack kisses with so much intimacy and compassion. he loves kissing you. if there was one thing other than hockey that he could and would choose to do for the rest of his life, it would be kissing you. he loves how soft your lips feel against his, how meaningful a simple peck can be for him, and how he’ll surprise you any time of the day with a kiss.

he also loves kissing you when you two are in bed. he’ll always start with kissing you, taking his time with you until you both are ready, and when you give the go-ahead, moreover when you start to whine for him to do something, he’ll slowly and sloppily drag his lips down your jawline, onto your neck, leaving wet kisses and breathing heavily into your ear when he plants one right below your earlobe, making you squirm underneath him and reach for his defined shoulders.

his favourite type of kiss, is the anticipated kiss after coming home from an away game. it’s always filled with such passion and longingness from the time spent apart, and it makes him cherish the moments he has with you, because he really doesn’t know what he would do without you.

l - longing. who's the clingy one? how are they with long distance?

jack is the clingy one between the two of you, but he would never admit it. it would bruise his masculine ego and being the “strong, confident male of the relationship”. but when you answer his facetime call while he’s away in another city for a game, he immediately stretches out his words, adding a hint of a whine to every syllable.

he makes you aware that he misses you, sending you small texts throughout the day, saying he can’t wait to come home and see you, or how he can’t wait to kiss you (he really does love kissing you), or even how he’ll see something while he’s travelling that reminds him of you and he has to immediately show you.

and the first night he gets home from being away, he is like a big kid who doesn’t want to leave their parent on the first day of kindergarten, attaching himself to your side and having to have at least some sort of touch to any part of your body. then when it comes to heading to bed, you have to prepare yourself to be comfortable before he climbs into bed and attaches himself onto your side like an amoeba.

m - marriage. do they wanna get married?

1000% yes. again, he knew it may have been cliche or a bit of an overstatement, but he knew from the moment things became serious with you, that he was going to marry you.

n - nicknames. what ones do they like?

jack again, wouldn’t ever admit it, but he loves when you’re in a goofy mood and refer to him as j-dawg. to anyone else, he would be annoyed if they called him j-dawg as it was something his brothers tease him with. or when you’re in a bit of a rush and call him “j”. he also loves when you call him babe, or my love. the little things matter.

o - over the top. are they ever ott? or are they more low-key?

his career ever since the start has been in the spotlight, so when it comes to his personal life and relationship, he chooses to avoid putting his loved ones in an overwhelming environment, including you. that doesn’t mean he avoids showing you off and making it known to the world how much he loves you, but he is more on the low-key side of PDA, choosing to keep his personal life private. like going on dates, he’d much rather prefer a candlelit bubble bath with a shared bottle of wine.

p - picture. what's their favourite picture of them and their s.o?

his favourite picture of you is a series of pictures that were taken during your first trip with his family to the lakehouse:

q - quintessential. what is one they would refuse to compromise in their relationship? what's a deal-breaker for them?

he is extremely lucky to have you and it so grateful to have him in your life, so the only deal-breakers would be the extremes.

t - tattoo. would they ever get matching tattoos with their s.o, or a tattoo for them?

it’s something up in the air, neither of you have mentioned it to each other, so it’s not a yes, but it’s not a no. it depends on what that tattoo would be and your own opinion on the topic.

u - understanding. how understanding are they? or are they a little difficult?

generally, jack is extremely understanding, however there are times when you both don’t see eye to eye, or just don’t agree which is normal, so sometimes it’s a bit more difficult to come to agreements on how to resolve an issue, and he can be stubborn, but for the most part you’re able to work through it which both of you appreciate.

v - vases. do they buy flowers?

yes, it is one of his favourite things to do. he believes that a girl can never have enough flowers, and so by the time one bouquet is coming to an end of its liveliness, there is already a new one replacing it.

w - wandering. do they wanna travel? or immediately settle down?

depending on his career, he still wants to take time to fully live life by your side and experience new things with you before things wind down, but it’s always something he can envision happening with you.

x - ex. how many exes do they have? any horror stories?

no horror stories here, just exhausting relationships that never fulfilled him like you do.

y - you. favourite thing about their partner?

jack loves everything about you, but he especially loves your eyes, and the sparkle in them whenever you both catch yourselves staring at one another, having moments where words don’t need to be spoken in order to tell each other what you’re feeling.

z - zeal. how excitable are they? who's the calm one?

jack is relatively calm, however when he’s around his brothers? the testosterone surges and suddenly you feel like a babysitter to three 12-year-old boys who are hopped up on sugar. you’re calm as well, but every once in a while, you’ll get enthusiastic over one of your interests.

a/n: feel free to check out my writing FAQ’s & request something! thanks for reading 🫶🏻✨

[seungkwanniee]

pairings : boyfriend!seventeen x gn!reader

genre : fluff

warnings : reader is said to have puffy cheeks and... yes it's all I think?

synopsis : when their s.o is that kind of shy person that he even needs to ask things for you

hyung line ,, maknae line

an : WHY EVERY SINGLE POST IS FLOPPING SO BAD and I also feel this is a little boring im so mad

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DOKYEOM 』

he finds you way too cute thats why he is giggling looking at you 24/7

when youre trying to overcome your fear so you are finally ordering for yourslef

or also when youre absolutely doing nothing, he just remebers how cute you are those tjmes

but, don't get it wrong, he isn't actually laughing AT you because you look stupid or smt else

it's more like a kinda of proud laugh, and because you look good

he gives you pat behind your back as an emotional support lol

MINGYU 』

he looks at you while youre ordering with those little fangs showing

UUUGH I LOVE HIS FANGS

he is nodding slightly his head at every word you pronunce because wow 😍

he doesn't give a fuck about what maybe the worker can think about you two

rather, he is giving them the biggest side eye if they even try to make a weirded out face

after, when you two are taking a sit or waiting for your orders be ready, he is saying how pround he is

MINGHAO 』

i think he would advise you to meditate

he is like 'meditate, it can make you calmer so you will not have trouble speaking'

and ofc he is doing it for you for emotional support

before entering into the bar, he stops you and pat your head

he is looking at you with the most comprensive eyes ever

'do you feel like to order or not? don't worry I can always do it for you untile you are confident enough'

you are melting for this man, he is too sensitive and understanding man ever

if you'll say you will do it for yourself, he kisses you forehead while squeezing your cheeks

SEUNGKWAN 』

SOOOFTIE

he is intertwining your pinks togheter so you know he is here when youre ordering for yourself

proud smile on his lips never miss

before he met you, he wasn't even thinking about a person that shy beside him but when he met you

ooh lord, he fall in love even with your maybe odd behavior

but in his eyes you weren't anything but super cute

he lives for how you look when you are shy, the way you hide you face in your shoulder and YOU CHEEKS BLUSHING UGH

he have a thing for your puffy cheeks for sure

VERNON 』

he would care LESS!!

when he frist met you, you were struggling to ordering for yourself

he saw you beside him at the bar, not in a really good condition and he was just like

'you kay? you need something?' sooo nonchalant

but for you he was the god on earth, and he ordered for you

you somewhat felt so sicure next to him, and it was really weird for you and your personality

never ever leaved your side since then

and when something is pointing it out he goes 'none of your business'

with the coldest look he can gave while his hands lay on your lower back to guide you somewhere

he doesn't even know where as long its as far as possible from that person

DINO ��

the big smile he have is unrepeatable

his love need to know the price of this bag? dw he got your back so quickly

he is so fast that you can't even follow him

and for that he also get stares from the assistants but honestly, how cares?

as long its making her beloved happy it's all okay

if youre feeling insicure/down about it all, he is the person he can comfort you the most

he coups your cheeks showering you with kisses all arounf your face

but he loves the tip of your nose the most!!

[mysadcorner]

Hi! I love your Jason Todd stuff and idk if you write stuff like this, but I was wondering how you think Jason would react to his s.o safe wording for the first time?

If you don't do things like this that's completely fine and I'm sorry about asking.

Jason Todd x Reader Using The Safe Word Headcanons

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• When you first use the safe word while being intimate with Jason he’ll absolutely freak out. The last thing he would ever willing do would be to hurt you, so the thought of you having to ask him to stop because he’s going ti far will cause him a lot of distress on top of your own.

• If the two of you were engaged in something on the “hardcore” side of intimacy then he’s be a mess, begging for forgiveness as he stops what he’s doing and checking up on you. He’ll assess the damage and try to soothe you both emotionally and physically since he clearly wasn’t ensuring you were fine enough during the act.

• If you said the safe word simply because you were overwhelmed, not that Jason was doing anything which resulted in you being hurt, then he’d try his best to ease you out of you discomfort and bring you back to a stable condition. He’s also going to soothe you when this happens and try his best to calm you down from whatever limit he pushed you too far over.

• He’d sure you’re cleaned up so that you can settle down easier and get rid of the discomfort you may be feeling in that moment. It’s easier for him to get you wrapped up in bed and get you back to feeling alright again if you’re not sitting covered in sweat and other things that occurred during intimacy.

• Afterwards, Jason would make sure that you were comfortable and feeling able to lie in bed properly while he checks over you. He’d bring you food and drinks, and massage any places that ache, as well as checking in on you emotionally to make sure he hadn’t caused a negative impact on your relationship with him or made you feel like you can’t be comfortable around him again.

• He’d ask you to open up to him and talk about what had just happened and why it may have been too much for you, but only once you feel like you’re ready to. He needs to know how he overstepped so that he never makes that same mistake again, and communication is something Jason hugely values for a healthy and understanding relationship. No matter how big or small the problem was, he’ll take whatever you say on board.

• He may be slightly hesitant to be intimate again with you for a little while due to feeling like he made you overwhelmed or hurt you and feels ashamed about it, even though he never meant too push you too far. You may need to reassure him and talk to him about what happened a few times before he starts engaging in that way, but it will still take him a little while to get back into rougher or kinkier kinds of things with you again.

• After you use the safe word for the first time, Jason will be checking in on you a lot more and asking for verbal input regarding everything he’s doing towards you while being intimate. He already dod this before, but after pushing you too far he feels a lot more comfortable knowing how you’re feeling at all times so it’s much less likely of happening again.

[whereslynx]

Heeeey, can you make one where reader and oscar are a couple and they are wearing matching shoes (the Nike Cortez ones ofc :)) and matching Outfits and s.o. is making fun of them and reader gets mad cause making fun of spooky is a no for her? Thanks :)

a/n: of course!! p.s may be a bit inactive due to exams, but I’ll try my best to stay consistent. :)

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The sun was setting over Freeridge, casting a soft, golden glow across the streets as you and Oscar strolled side by side. The air was warm but carried a light breeze that made the evening perfect for a walk. You both wore matching Nike Cortez kicks, crisp white with the signature black swoosh, paired with coordinating black-and-white outfits. It hadn’t been Oscar’s idea at all—it was yours, something you’d sprung on him earlier that morning with that mischievous grin he could never say no to.

Flashback to that morning:

“Mi amor!” you called out from Oscar’s bedroom, your voice carrying a playful note that made him turn his head. He was lounging on the couch, half-watching TV, half-relaxing, but your tone made him pause.

“Hm?” he hummed back, eyes still on the screen.

Peeking your head out from the door with a glint in your eye, you caught his attention fully. That grin on your face said it all. Oscar raised an eyebrow, smirking as he leaned back further into the couch. “You’re up to something, aren’t you? That smile tells me you are.”

You bit your lip, trying to contain your excitement, but you couldn’t hold back. Stepping out with a handful of clothes in one hand and a pair of fresh kicks in the other, you practically bounced over to him. “Look what I found!” you beamed, holding up matching outfits for the two of you. “Pleaseeee.” You begged, jogging over to him, dropping the clothes dramatically onto his lap.

Oscar stared down at the clothes with a dumbfounded look, like he couldn’t quite believe what he was seeing. “Matching fits?” he asked, raising both brows now, his deep voice laced with disbelief.

“C’mon, just this once,” you pleaded, playfully tugging at his arm as you sat beside him, flashing him your best puppy-dog eyes. Oscar shook his head, laughing under his breath as he considered it. “You serious right now? I’m not tryna look like I’ve been dressed by my girl, ma,” he said, though his tone was teasing.

“Please,” you repeated, leaning your head on his shoulder with an exaggerated pout. “We’ll look cute! You’ll love it, promise.” He paused, weighing his options like it was the biggest decision in the world, before finally letting out a long, exaggerated sigh. “Fine, fine. But only ‘cause it just means pendejos will know you’re mine,” he said, giving in as he shook his head in defeat. “But if the homies say anything… that’s on you.”

You grinned wide, jumping up and planting a kiss on his cheek. “You won’t regret it, trust me!”

Cut back to the present:

Now, as you walked through the neighborhood with Oscar beside you and shopping bags in your hands, you caught a glimpse of the reflection of your matching outfits in a shop window and couldn’t help but smile. You had to admit, you both looked fresh together, despite his initial complaints.

Oscar glanced down at your matching kicks, shaking his head with an amused grin. “Can’t believe you got me wearing this,” he mumbled, though there was no annoyance in his voice—just affection. “You look good, admit it,” you teased, bumping your shoulder into his as you walked. He huffed a little, his arm slipping around your waist to pull you in closer. “Yeah, yeah. Maybe you were right. We look aight.” His smirk widened as he looked down at you. “But you owe me for this one.” You laughed, leaning into his side. “Whatever you say, cariño.”

You both reached Oscar’s parked Impala, the sleek maroon finish reflecting the last rays of the sun as it dipped lower into the horizon. Without hesitation, you hopped into the passenger seat, the familiar scent of leather and that faint hint of cologne that always clung to the car greeting you. The engine roared to life, and with a casual hand on the wheel, Oscar pulled out, cruising smoothly down the block toward his house.

As the Impala glided through the quiet streets, Oscar shot you a quick glance, his lips quirking into a small smile. “Just so you know, the homies are chilling in the front yard,” he said, giving you the usual heads up. He often did this, wanting to make sure you were comfortable before walking into his world. It wasn’t that you minded—it was just his way of easing your nerves in case you didn’t feel like being put on the spot.

You smiled softly, appreciating his thoughtfulness. “I don’t mind,” you assured him, resting your hand over his on the gearshift, the warmth of his skin comforting in the cool evening air. “But I appreciate the heads up. I know you just don’t want me feeling awkward.”

Oscar glanced at you with a small grin, squeezing your hand gently. “Just tryna’ keep things easy for you. Eases my conscience too. You laughed, giving his hand a light squeeze back. “You’re such a softie sometimes, Oscar,” you teased, making him chuckle in response, the deep rumble of his laughter mixing with the hum of the engine. “Can’t help it, not when my woman is so goddamn beautiful.” he shot back with a smirk, eyes flicking back to the road as the two of you neared his place.

As you pulled up into his driveway, the front yard was packed with Santos, lounging on lawn chairs or leaning against cars. There always seemed to be more of them around Oscar’s place at night, like it was their designated spot once the sun dipped and the air cooled down. The sound of laughter and chatter carried on the breeze, mixing with the faint scent of grilled food from a nearby house.

Stepping out of the Impala, you could feel a few curious eyes on you and Oscar as you walked over, your matching outfits catching more attention than usual. You stood tall next to Oscar, who casually dapped up a couple of his boys, his arm eventually slipping around your waist in a relaxed but protective gesture.

“Damn, Spooky, you and your girl tryna’ start a fashion line or something?” one of the Santos teased, a wide grin spreading across his face as he nodded toward your matching Cortez kicks and coordinated outfits. A few of the others chuckled, shaking their heads in amusement.

Oscar snickered, shaking his head but clearly unbothered by the joke. “You just jealous you don’t got a hyna to pull this off with,” he fired back smoothly, pulling you a little closer as he gave you a quick wink.

The guys laughed, but you weren’t about to let anyone poke fun at Oscar, even if it was all in good spirits. You shot a look at the one who made the comment, a smirk playing on your lips as you leaned into Oscar just a bit.

“Nah, don’t hate just ‘cause we make this look easy,” you said smoothly, eyes narrowing in playful challenge. “Maybe if you stepped up your game, someone might want to match with you, too.”

The laughter died down for a second as the guys absorbed your comeback, then they all cracked up again. The one who’d spoken up first raised his hands with a grin. “Aight, aight, I feel that!” he admitted, nodding his head in defeat. “Didn’t know Spooky’s girl could snap like that.”

Oscar chuckled, clearly proud as he pulled you in closer, pressing a kiss to the side of your head. “Shiiit, see. That’s why she’s with me,” he said, his voice low and full of warmth. “Keeps me sharp and keeps y’all in check.” You grinned, giving him a little nudge with your shoulder. “Somebody’s gotta do it.” Oscar looked back at the group, his grin growing wider. “I told y’all, she’s got it handled,” he said, with that easy confidence that made you love him more.

The guys laughed it off, the teasing vibe shifting into a comfortable, lighthearted energy. The evening air cooled around you, but the warmth between you and Oscar lingered, making you feel like you two could take on anything together.

As the laughter died down, the group eased back into their usual rhythm. A couple of the guys grabbed beers from the cooler that sat on the porch, tossing one to Oscar, who caught it without looking. You slipped your hand into his, giving it a small squeeze before he cracked it open and handed you the cap with a grin.

The sun had dipped lower, casting the yard in a soft, golden glow as the sound of music started drifting from someone’s phone. The guys settled back into their lawn chairs, some leaning against cars, others just lounging on the grass. The warm breeze ruffled through the trees, carrying the smell of grilled food and the faint scent of summer nights.

You and Oscar sat on the porch steps, side by side, just enjoying the quiet, the cool air against your skin. Every now and then, one of the guys would pass by, raising a hand in greeting or making some comment that got a laugh. There was no tension—just good vibes, good company, and the easy comfort of being with people who felt like family.

Oscar leaned back, stretching his legs out in front of him. “You good?” he asked, looking down at you with a smile that softened his usual tough guy exterior.

“Yeah,” you replied, tilting your head back and looking up at the stars starting to blink into view. “This is nice.” You glanced at him, catching the soft warmth in his eyes. “I’m glad we’re here, like this.”

Oscar chuckled, bringing your hand to his lips for a quick kiss. “Me too. Nothing like a night with mi familia.”

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My Top Vincent Quotes

save me flirty vampire save me (≧∀≦)

“Fuck!”

“When it feels like it’s too much, just squeeze, okay?”

“Because otherwise you’re gonna be doing your best imitation of a Southern-fried steak under this sun. Move it, cowboy.”

“Oh, I know I’m very close. You’re welcome.”

“My entrepreneurial efforts should not be mocked, Vincent.”

“Should I strip down for easier access, doctor?”

“No one can touch you anymore… No one but me.”

“I’ve only ever met a couple of air elementals in my day, and we, uh… we weren’t doing much talking, if you get my drift.”

“Boo!”

“I’ll never get tired of seeing you come down those stairs like that. Like you know exactly what it does to me. Like you own the room. Like you own my heart. Because you do.”

“This is different. Because it’s with you. And not because of what happened to you but because it’s you. Because of what you mean to me. You’re special to me.”

“I love your neck. And that’s not a vampire thing. That’s a Vincent thing.”

“Hold my hand. Please. Yeah, hold it tight. Feel how strong it is. That’s all for you. It’s your strength. It’s yours.”

“Unlike me, the proverbial golden child.”

“Your scent, even through the skin… It’s torture. But the fun kind.”

“The old man.”

“Knowing you has been like switching my life from black and white to technicolor.”

“When I’m around you all I can think is Ohm my god— That one was so dumb”

“You. I’m looking at you.”

“I assume your lupine-inclined S.O. finds it palatable?”

“I can find them.”

“God, your blood practically sings to me, do you know that?”

“I love you. And I will spend eternity at your side if you’d let me.”

“Don’t tell him I said that though. He already threatens to kick my ass every other day. I’d probably deserve it too, but he’s too much of a softy to actually do it.”

“What? I am looking. All right, maybe I’m not looking out at the view. But I’m definitely looking. And loving what I see.”

“All of you is amazing. I mean that. I couldn’t say it if I didn’t. “

“If you really want someone to act like a mother hen, try pulling anything in front of Sam, you can practically hear his blood pressure rising in real time”

“You were my new beginning.”

“My magic is yours, to be whatever help it can. All of me is. Always.”

“I love you. Yes, even when you eat shit. C’mon, you goof.”

“I know your neck’s sweaty. What’s your point?”

“I need your blood. Please.”

“Yeah. It’s still a Vincent thing. I’ll always love kissing your neck, Lovely.”

“Alexis is… being Alexis about it all.”

“Oh I’m not just any idiot, I’m your idiot. There’s a difference.”

“Mine.”

“It’s nothing. You just… you look so cute cuddled up under the sheets like that.”

“Fuck, you smell good.”

“What? I am being good.”

“I’ll fix the drywall… You’re right, I won’t.”

“If the attendant hears it’ll give him something fun to talk about when he gets home.”

-“Even when we’re apart, just thinking of you gets me hard.”

“Have I mentioned that I love when you really lean into your Vampiric strength? Good. Because it’s so fucking hot.“

“You know I’ve always been a tease. Your tease.”

“Yeah you can bite me. Do it.”

“I said mine.”

“Let’s go see what the cowboy’s thinking.”

“Fuck. I wanted you so bad. You’ve been so close. But I knew it’d be worth the wait. And you’re worth every minute of the wait. ”

“Makes sense when your mate’s halfway to being a lumberjack already.”

“Eat shit, asshole. Is that better?”

“Do you like it? [the cutest relieved chuckle in existence] Good. Good I’m glad.”

“I’m not some animal. I’m Vincent Solaire. I’m not just a vampire. I’m more than that. I have to be more than that.”

“Lex.”

[limpfisted]

Wyll has this extreme sense of romance, yes

But I think its also very important to him he has a sense of "play" with u. Like he is performing for u, but he also wants to meow at you in public, he wants to say all hail makoomplah, ur first time is rolling around in the grass

I think he needs someone he can be self-indulgent with, who supports both the pretension and larping and thr fact that he's a whimsical silly guy who loves clowns

He LOVES that you kissed away every scar, but he also loves that u save the world together and ur fierce in battle

This is all to say I think in addition to larping bard affection, I also think the other half of wylls sexuality/romance is being able to say strange and silly things with u back and forth that make no sense (if wyll goes "its like I always sometimes always say" then the correct response is the discord message where u change a single letter of a word bc ur bored but u still want to talk to someone. So go "but what would your father always sometimes always most certainly say?")

And I also think he gets cuteness aggression towards his s.o's and is sometimes just like. I must bite you. Gently. With my mouth.

But he can't say that....... u have to let him know his weirdness is charming and u love being with him

Like if u said ALL hail the blade with him!!!! He would get. The biggest cutest smile

If you started saying bad dribbles-esque puns with him. He would probably start giggling and pretend he wasnt

Hes a silly goofy guy!!!!