#they deserve to be sappy and affectionate absolutely

[councillor-roland]

It had taken Roland no time at all to become as attuned to Rhys as he usually was so he could tell that the witch wasn't quite as joyous as he was pretending, caught the furrowed brow and the way he looked at him. Perhaps he didn't quite buy Roland's dissembling about his state and his outfit did indicate something outside the norm. It was clearly the right thing to do, however, if Rhys already felt bad and this was supposed to be happy. They were finally back together, all they should be doing was delighting in each other. Roland almost brought something up about that when Rhys leaned into his touch and their eyes locked and all the words evaporated as he returned that adoring look. He felt like he could happily fall into Rhys' eyes. He frowned just a little at the qualifier of 'that long'. Hadn't they just agreed to never part? And an offhanded mention of his mortality that Roland tried not to let strike him like a blow. "Never leave me again at all, for any length of time." The kiss to his palm eased him a little and then...there it was. That smile, that beautiful smile that had been part of the reason he'd been so drawn to Rhys in the first place. Roland had missed it terribly. He mirrored it with his own smile as Rhys drew closer, chuckling a little at the words. "Would I get one if I did?" How easy it was to tease and he couldn't help kissing those smiling lips for just a moment before he pulled back. "We can go right now."

No sooner had the words been spoken then he wrapped his arms more tightly around Rhys and whisked them to his suite with vampiric speed. It was a maneuver he'd pulled many times before but it wasn't until they were standing in the midst of it that Roland realised...well, the state of things. He'd momentarily forgotten but was reminded quite suddenly with the stale smell of smoke, the dirty dishes, the bloody couch in the corner, the broken things on the floor. He took it all in hopefully before Rhys could notice and with another burst of vampiric speed pushed him up against the nearest wall (not enough to hurt but a little roughly, he knew what Rhys liked) and kissed him hard. It was partly a distraction but also an expression of true desire. They'd been apart for far too long and it made his heart sing to be pressed up against Rhys like this, to hold his face in his hands and kiss him with all the passion he'd lacked in the last three weeks.

‘Been better’ remained part of Roland if his current wardrobing was also to be taken in consideration – the usual exuberance was toned down, uncharacteristically palatable and Rhys felt a further pang of guilt register despite Roland’s rising elation at the confession and much-needed reunion in all its glory. Rhys wished desperately that he could bring himself to match Roland’s levels of unparalleled jubilation but the binds of his guilt held too firm a grasp upon his conscience to allow it. ‘Every moment without you was… trying’ the pause hadn’t gone unnoticed and Rhys tried not to hone in on it, his brow furrowing for a second before he schooled subdued happiness firmly back into place – now wasn’t the time to let the mask slip, this was meant to be a happy occasion. Dropping his gaze to scan it over Roland from head to toe and back again, the witch made a quiet noise of contention but didn’t press further, not yet, choosing instead to make the most of the present despite the nagging of his clouded conscience. For now, at least, he'd allow himself this one small joy.

Rhys leaned fondly into Roland’s touch as he gazed longingly up at him, the continuous ache of each minute spent without him in immediate proximity now seemed as if it were an affliction suffered lifetimes ago, but then again, the magnificent radiance of Roland’s presence always managed to render Rhys some degree of adoringly magnetised no matter how familiar they were with one another by this point. “That’s the last time it’s ever gonna happen. I’m never gonna leave you for that long again. I promise you that now, cross my heart and hope to– well, you know how that one ends. The point remains true, though.” Turning head to press a light kiss to Roland’s palm, Rhys straightened up to close the remaining few centimetres of distance between them again, a smitten smile settling comfortably into place as he allowed himself to tap into the depths of his love for Roland and really feel it for a change. “When were you thinking of being a gentleman and inviting me back to yours, anyway? Were you expecting a handwritten request?”

[yesimwriting]

Happy new year! I wish you all a blessed 2025 ❤️

Now personally I don’t care the new years kiss tradition is about kissing your significant other, every single friend I love is getting love back from me when I’m drunk.

Bestie reader should absolutely give Louis the biggest platonic SMOOCH because he deserves it. He’d walk around with lipstick on his forehead or something, take a pic, save it for later to make fun of the level of readers intoxication.

a/n happy new year!! i'm totally the same about nye kisses and drinking, i get a little sappy and suddenly everyone in my life needs to know how much i mean to them lol i love this concept and it's perfect for the first fic of 2025!

also as a side note, going out/drinking with a vampire seems so perfect, ultimate scary dog privileges bc let some creepy man try anything and suddenly louis has a little late night snack <3 it sounds so freeing

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The music's heavy pulse has aligned itself with your own, the base of it reverberating through your chest so thoroughly it might as well take the place of your heart. You can't bring yourself to dislike the feeling.

"O-kay." Your enthusiasm breaks the word into two. You let yourself lean into the feeling, into the fullness of your joy. "I think the regular vodka's stronger than the jello shots, because it's vodka not vodka-jello."

Louis presses his lips together in an attempt to keep from grinning too broadly. "That makes sense."

Your eyes narrow as you give yourself a moment to absorb the response. "It does," the words are much more contemplative than they need to be, "I'm so smart."

This time, Louis lets himself react. He laughs at the deliberateness pressed into your syllables. You're too out of it to think to mind his reaction. "You're drunk."

You straighten slightly as if that'll be enough to prove him wrong. "I'm happy."

Louis extends an arm, placing a hand on your shoulder in an instinctual attempt at keeping you steady. You're not exactly implying instability, but he's spent enough time around you like this to know it's better to be safe than sorry.

"You're drunk."

You tilt your head at the correction, blinking at him curiously. "For some people, that's the same thing."

"Yeah?" The word is much too amused.

You nod enthusiastically, shifting your weight from foot to foot in a way that leaves Louis squeezing your arm a little tighter. "Yeah." You pause, eyebrows drawing together pensively as you struggle to grasp your next thought in its entirety. "I love you. I want you to be as happy as I am."

"Okay." He lets out a partial laugh. You're a good, terribly affectionate drunk. "I'm very happy. I promise."

His assurance doesn't seem to ease you. Instead of moving onto a separate topic of conversation or attempting to escape him in order to track down another shot, you frown. You step back slightly before lifting your arm. "Here."

You're holding your wrist out in front of him so innocently Louis can almost make himself forget what you're offering. "That--that's really nice of you, but I'm okay."

You frown, staring up at him with wide, sad eyes. Louis sighs, his fingers gently bending around your forearm. He pulls your hand down towards your side before stepping closer to you. In an abundance of precaution, he angles his head towards your ear. "I had that boy that grabbed your arm earlier, remember?"

"My blood is perfectly good--blood." Great, he's stumbled onto this argument again. You're not looking to be hurt, but for whatever reason, you're convinced that Louis's refusal to consume your blood to any extent is limiting your friendship. "Seriously, a doctor has never struggled to find my veins."

The defense is slurred and devoid of serious logic. Still, such a consistent mentioning of something he's always trying to ignore...always trying to forget makes it difficult to focus on anything else. The blood moving beneath your skin is warm against his palms, and it--the scent of it...

It is possible to stop. Some know how to resist, how to take just enough to feel something without bringing a life to its end. Lestat had possessed that kind of control, had used it when creating Claudia.

The thought leaves him more somber than he's prepared to be. Even if he could sense that kind of strength in himself, he--he couldn't use you in that way. Introducing you to his world at all was a cruel enough act on its own, he doesn't need to taint you further.

Louis squeezes his eyes shut, exhaling before pulling away slightly. He lifts your arm slowly, his thumb brushing against your wrist's pulse point. You watch him silently as he brings your inner forearm to his mouth. He presses his lips against your skin. "It's not you."

You're quiet for a second, something oddly sober briefly flickering behind your gaze. "I know," you relent slowly, "On some level, I know."

You look at him, then, with a careful awareness that often leaves him feeling like you're the one capable of looking into his mind. "But it better not be because you think your existence is some terrible burden you're inflicting onto me."

It's a warning he's used to hearing. His lips part, but before he can think of a response, the crowd around you shifts. A variety of voices blend together as they start to count, "...Ten...nine...."

"New years!" You beam, reaching for Louis's hand as you turn towards the others.

The countdown continues, the numbers oddly in sync for a bar so full of drunk individuals. The clock hits midnight, the crowd erupts into cheers.

You grin, straightening fully as you lean towards him. Before Louis can think to ask about what you're doing, you press your lips against his cheek. He can feel the residue of your lipgloss against his skin, but he can't bring himself to mind it. This isn't the first time you've gotten a little affectionate while drunk, but normally there's some warning. "What was that for?"

You shrug innocently, "New Years kiss."

You let go of him fully, halfheartedly pushing his arm off your shoulder as you start moving away from him. "Where are you going?"

"I want another shot." The response is absentmindedly thrown over your shoulder, like Louis should have had the foresight to follow you.

A part of him is glad that your back is to him. This way, he can grin openly without encouraging your behavior. "Slow down--you're in heels."

You turn at that, flashing your middle finger before continuing forward. Oh, you're not going to get the hear end of this tomorrow.

[lanawinterscigarettes]

hi!! can i ask for some Jennifer check x reader who had a bad day with cuddling ?

absolutely you can! please enjoy 🥰

Cuddle Bug (Jennifer Check x gn reader)

Warnings: slight hurt/comfort, reader has a bad day but it's not specified what happened exactly, brief kissing, Jen is very affectionate with the reader and uses a ton of pet names

You'd had an awful day (the worst, in fact) and there was nothing more that you'd love to do than turn into a pillbug so you could curl up into a ball and escape everything for a little while. There was something that was stopping you from doing that, however. Or rather, someone.

"Come on, open up!" Your girlfriend called out as she pounded on the front door to your house. "Don't make me break the door down, I just got my nails done."

You groaned at the loud noise before rolling out of bed, knowing she wouldn't leave until she got what she wanted. Jennifer was standing with her arms crossed when you opened the door, though she quickly flung herself forward when she saw you.

"Baby," she greeted in a low purr as she wrapped her arms around your neck, giving your cheek a kiss. "I missed you so much."

"You saw me yesterday," you pointed out matter-of-factly, which caused her to let out an annoyed huff.

"Yes, I'm well aware I saw you yesterday, but that still doesn't mean I don't miss you when you're gone." She pulled away, frowning slightly when she saw just how gloomy you seemed. "What's with the long face?"

Letting out a sigh, you responded. "I've had an awful day, alright? Which means I'm probably not going to be any fun to be around right now."

"Aw, baby, don't say that. You're always fun to be around, even when you're feeling grumpy."

The tiniest of a smile formed on your face at her words. "You're too sweet, Jen. I don't deserve you."

"Yes, you do, cutie," she insisted while moving her hands to cup your face, playfully squishing your cheeks. "Since you're not feeling good, we can do whatever you want for once, okay?"

That showed that Jennifer really did care, as she was usually very persistent about doing what she wanted to do. "I love you, did you know that?"

"Of course I do," she replied as though it was obvious. "Now let's go to your room so I can love on you without having to worry about any of your family seeing it."

A few minutes later, the two of you were snuggled up together in your bed. Jennifer was watching some sort of trashy reality show on her phone while you were curled up beside her.

"You're such a cuddle bug whenever you get upset," she commented when you snuggled up closer to her, your face pressed into her side.

"Yeah, I know," you responded in a muffled voice, making it clear from the way you had your arms wrapped tightly around her that neither of you were going to be getting up anytime soon.

"My cute little cuddle bug," she sweetly cooed before leaning down to press a soft kiss to the top of your head. "As long as it makes you feel better, you can stay cuddled up as close as you'd like."

End notes: I intentionally made Jen really sappy and sweet in this so if she's somewhat out of character that's why

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[galaxy-fleur]

Hi, do u think Leon is an affectionate dad, or not?

Mm, depends on which timeframe of Leon's life we're talking here! The simple answer is: yes, he's a huge people's person as he is, and that will definitely translate into his relationships with his loved ones. But outside factors and his overall mental state do play a big part into his way of interacting with them.

DI Leon and onwards is a massive affectionate goofball with his loved ones, obviously that very much includes his kid, too. He's that type of dad that embarasses his kids with lots of kisses, sappy nicknames (despite them being grown) and terrible dad jokes. I'd say that's him at his best and his most natural. He's playful, he's loving, and he's not afraid to show that off. He's the definition of a doting dad, basically. Even if he can't always be around for one reason or another. He's at a place in life where he's relatively at peace with his circumstances and just wants to make the best of what he has.

Damnation and RE6 era Leon's are a bit more reserved than that, but still soft and immensely loving. Not as playful as him at his DI era, but still more than capable of cracking a pun or two. This Leon is a dad that's not perfect, as sometimes he can be pretty distant, or say something that comes out wrong in a moment of frustration or hurt, but he sure tries his absolute best. And he does make his love for his kid known. Long, crushing hugs after his assignments, expensive gifts that are actually meaningful because he goes through the effort of listening to his kid when they talk to him about their life or interests, hurrying across the State to get to their big moments in school on time, even if he's late, panting and sweating buckets. He's not perfect, but he doesn't need to be. He makes mistakes and messes up, but it's hard to be upset with him when it's obvious that he's doing the best he can.

ID Leon, on the other hand, is complicated. Caring yet firm and distant in his affections. He tries his hardest to be the best dad he can be, but he struggles with being genuine. It's not because he doesn't care. The opposite. The last thing he wants is to taint his kid's life with his work and all the ugliness that comes with it. But because he tries so hard to keep them guarded from it, he can't help but keep his distance from them for their own sake. Because this darkness and ugliness is a part of him. He can't deny it or run from it. But he sure tries his hardest to do so. Much like he does with Claire, he will go against them in order to keep them safe. He won't argue, nor will he raise his voice, ever. Just silent acceptance for what must be done, at least in his own head. In a way, that would be even more frustrating for the child involved. Especially when their dad is so obviously hurting - both physically and mentally - but refuses to let them in. It all comes from a deep place of love, though. Not apathy. Even if it's not exactly healthy.

And Vendetta Leon, well... He has a lot of issues. I don't think he'd get angry or cold with his kid, no. He loves them way too much to do that. But he is so very disappointed in himself. In his helplessness, in his failures, in his life. How can he be a father his precious baby deserves when he seemingly can't save a single person? He is disgusted and ashamed with himself. And those feelings of self-hatred only worsen when he's drunk. Which is ironic, considering that he drinks to escape those very same feelings. He's too ashamed to see them. But I could also see him breaking down in front of his kid, too. Venting and laying it all bare with no expenses spared. It's not healthy on his part. He shouldn't be burdening a kid with something like this. But he's just too lost to try and fight it. It's not that Vendetta Leon isn't affectionate with his child. It's that he feels like he doesn't deserve to indulge in that affection. So, he closes himself off instead, denying himself what he truly wants and needs.

[forager-m]

レイチュリ (Dr Ratio/Aventurine) rambling 🛁🦚

When it comes to Veritas, it's the things he doesn't say that are the loudest.

It's the way he tucks Aventurine into his arms; lips pressed to his messy blonde hair and breath fanning across his nape. The weight of him warm and light in his embrace. He holds him to his pulse, and Aventurine falls asleep to the sound of his heart. In the morning, the blanket will have shifted, as always, cradling him in the place of his good doctor.

It's the way Veritas always has breakfast with him, even when Aventurine tends to rest well into the morning. "I will be five system minutes late because of you," He will complain, as he discreetly moves a portion of his meal to Aventurine's plate. Then he will wait by the door, leaning down expectantly as Aventurine reaches up to place kisses along his cheek.

It's the way Veritas looks at him. His gaze doesn't soften. It grows more focused. He looks at every mole and scar like how man must have looked at the first dawn of creation. How worshippers look to the stars. And its not only for a fleeting moment; Veritas has spent nights losing sleep, poring over every inch of skin like he does with those studies he loves so much. Sometimes, when he thinks Aventurine isn't paying attention, he'll put his book down to watch his gambler flitting about in their home.

I love you. Veritas doesn't say. But Aventurine just knows.

this is self indulgent. the weeks have been drawing longer and longer, and they seem to drag on so slowly. so i'm sorry that this is so silly. but i cannot help it, i think that after everything, these two deserve a softer epilogue.

Dr Ratio Veritas is a sappy sap and an affectionate husband, but it comes off more in action than in words. He absolutely will NOT have a good day without his morning kisses. He is still a bastard but he is Aventurine's bastard.

[i-sveikata]

I was wondering if Vegas says "I love you" in his head when looking at Pete. When he does this in love eyes or has this look on his face. He knows he can't say it but you know how you could be thinking about it without saying out loud? I could see him slipping finally when he meant to say it in his head 😂

Also I just remembered how I loved Pete picking Vegas up! Vegas deserves some princess handling.

So much changed and I can imagine how others would react to this new handsy and affectionate VegasPete 😅

I love how more involved Tankhun gets. I always thought that out of all brothers he would have the biggest right to kill his father. Don't know if he could do it but he deserves it the most.

oooooh good question tbh i would say most definitely yes??? like we saw in his pov that he's fully aware that hes in love with pete so i can picture him continuing to have those sappy romantic thoughts when he looks at him. lmao not him thinking it and then accidentally saying it out loud thats literally what happens omg hes so dumb.

aaaaagh yes!! i feel like its not addressed enough that vegas' build is more willowy/ twinky than pete so there should be more chances for pete to show his sturdiness and strength!!! and i just loved the idea of pete pushing the boundaries with vegas and doing things that nobody would ever dare to do to him. like theres a reason why vegas is so in love with him for that. he likes being treated like a person and not some kind of horrifying handsome monster. and because of that hes getting to experience someone being playful with him without the terror that hes going to turn around and stab them in the neck lmao. omg not to be too spoilery but they are going to have someone come from the main family house to them and witness just how much their relationship has changed when they see them interacting in person- and theyre absolutely going to make comments on that haha.

honestly thats where im leaning, tankhun to me would be the best phoenix rising from the ashes kind of leader to take over for mr korn. he might not be interested in killing him but damn is he going to do his very best to make his father step down. he defs deserves it after how badly his whole family has underestimated him and his value and all but written him off.

[kaithesillygoose]

this is an asadaisuga rant featuring my headcanons so read on if you dare

(Tw: mentions of child abuse, parental death, and implied neglect and bullying)

I just love how I hc they would compliment each other outside of the canon bits we’re given. Especially affectionally.

I hc that Asahi lost his parents when he was young and was raised by his older sister, but cause she always worked a lot to support them he was often alone, and he wasn’t very good at making friends. So he was a very touch-starved kid and now is super clingy with daichi and suga.

I also hc that whilst he has both of his parents, suga was never super close with either of them, so he would always busy himself with friends and activities not at home, so where he lacks in parental affection he is super social.

And I hc that Daichi’s parents are very stern and cold people, super negative to him and saying things like ‘showing emotion makes you weak’ and that focusing on friendships and relationships are pointless and to only focus on his goals. But they’re also super disappointed in him anyways and just mean™️ (and abusive?) so of course then Daichi grows up hiding his emotions and feelings from others and refusing to show any ‘weakness’, up until some point during their first year when suga and asahi tell him he’s not weak for feeling certain ways. he slowly starts improving talking to people about his emotions after.

And Asahi (and daichi) start getting the affection they both deserve from an overly-social suga, but they accept it differently. Asahi absolutely loves the extra love as he didnt have much growing up, and is super sappy and cuddly. Daichi, on the other hand, doesnt know how to accept affection or compliments, and often will just freeze up if hugged or something (and flinches easily).

And Suga finally has people he has a familial bond with and support him, plus willingly put up with his chaos.

yes im probably writing this fic

[anxietywriter]

friends?

always. this is a list of all the negative or presumptuous dialogue/blurbs of things regarding close friendships. so it's like. assumptions of dating and shipping of friends who don't feel anything for each other. It's also interspersed with my vent feelings

so lil tw for venting and if people pushing friends to date bothers you!

"Would you ever date me?" "Pfft. Absolutely not." "Damn so harsh haha." My apologies for being blunt and not wanting to lead you on and feeling the need to be more firm after being asked the same question SEVERAL times. It's not me denying my hidden feelings.

it's growing up and having a bunch of friends, regardless of gender. It was always who was the nicest. Who'd run the fastest. who can go the farthest on the monkey bars or play pretend the best. it's getting older and hearing whispers of you dating a friend. it's getting older and slowly having less friends of the opposite gender. it's being nervous about talking to any guy because you don't want the hassle of everyone around you cooing about how cute you'd be as a couple.

it's feeling uncomfortable. of constantly having to set everyone straight. and having conversations about the same thing over and over again, of insisting that there's nothing going on. of being questioned teasingly about anytime the two of you hang out as if it were a date. it's distancing yourself. because that's the only thing that works because the less interaction the better

"I don't think I could ever like date someone, break up, and stay friends. Even if we were friends beforehand." "That's sad." "... Is it? I don't think it is." the person who told me this has never seen me in a relationship but has an opinion on how I should feel a lot

it's the placating "you'll find someone" after saying you're single. like I get that it's meant to be comforting. but it is genuinely disconcerting seeing how many people feel like they NEED a relationship. not as in, "oh haha if we're still single by 30 let's get married instead" bc that's actually sane. It's more of a companionship thing. There are people who'd literally rather die than be single like, what?? I'm sorry you apparently can't appreciate anything or anyone else? you deserve to feel loved. and sometimes it comes from a platonic relationship rather than a romantic one and that's okay dammit.

when you're affectionate with everyone and everyone knows that but for some reason everyone is under the impression that you and the one other person in the group who happens to have the same interests as you are made for each other and said affection is proof. Of how it doesn't matter if you do that with everyone, it's different with them. and there is nothing you can do to convince them otherwise unless you just straight up fucking lie about being aromantic or something because they won't listen

jealous partners completely ending the friendship and losing all your friends because they, reasonably, suspected something was going on. Because the group could not stop shutting up about how surprised they were that you weren't their partner instead. Or joking about how affectionate you used to be and the obvious crush

being pushed and asked about a romantic relationship all too soon and needing to distance yourself because you had a rough breakup. and instead of being able to talk about that, you're stuck denying this fictional attraction to someone else you just met

when you're affectionate and playfully flirty with friends and people assume you're in a relationship and insist that there's something there. but it's laughably untrue because anyone that's known you while you were in a relationship... you acted differently. A lot sweeter, more genuine. The playfulness still there, but completely swamped by the soft endearments and sickening sappiness

the paranoia of not wanting to hurt your friend but also not wanting to be close to them after they ask again and again if you have feelings for them. Because you're afraid they've developed feelings and want to distance them from you for their own good

[mieczyhale]

@deanspillowprincess and @penguinsandpanthers are my best friends in the whole entire world, universe, dimension, every life, etc. they have been for the last 14 years and (for me, i wouldn't presume to know other people's thinking) that has never and will never change.

i met rachel right here on tumblr and through her i met colleen. they've been to my house (rachel more than once), we went on vacation together (unfortunately i was sick and miserable all week. not because of the company, that was a treasure, but bc god forbid i make sure my shoes fit comfortably before wearing them to walk through disney parks all day for multiple days) and it looks like in 2025 i'm going to get to go and visit rachel where she lives for once!!

there's no real point to this post, i started writing it over a week ago and then stopped (pretty sure i was in bed on my phone, pretty sure i was in a weird headspace. not that i don't mean what i said, but i'm not in the business of making sappy posts typically

i guess i just wanted to put it out there, into the universe or whatever. that i have had the blessing of meeting them and knowing them and i wouldn't trade that for all the money in all the worlds.

also to show that tumblr can be home to the greatest people you'll ever know. it's a silly dysfunctional site - search doesnt work right, tags dont work right, images dont always load on the app, staff makes a mess of things sometimes trying to force new useless features - but it also has memes and never-ending jokes and we make fake movies together, there are so many positive posts, we share places to donate and send positive chain asks and scream / cry / throw up over the things we love. there are absolutely bananas group efforts put towards anything we all care about, or anything we all find funny. our sense of humor is warped, we turned simple polls into something silly, something creative, something fun, and i'll never look at vanilla extract without smiling again.

it's stupid and it's the best.

your experience here is entirely determined by your own attitude and actions so make choices you can be happy with, interact with the posts you come across that you like or love, talk to the people who share your interests or headcanons, etc. approach this hellsite with an open mind, an open heart, and good faith interpretations and you can have the weirdest and best time of your life with people you'd engage in shenanigans, tomfoolery, and maybe even a heist with.

everyone deserves friends they can be in cahoots with

and tumblr gave me mine 14 years ago

god fucking bless this trash can (affectionate) of a site

[your-dxrling]

This is embarrassing, but I started kicking my legs so hard that my blanket fell off my bed (⁠´⁠-⁠﹏⁠-⁠`⁠；⁠) you just make me really giggly when you respond. Don't tell anyone though /silly

I do mean it, I would kill to cover your entire face in my kisses. Then everyone could see you're very well adored!! I would absolutely shower you in love if I could

Which leads me to say... I truly am a very obsessive person, and I don't want to scare you off, so! Yes. I know I've said multiple times that you can always retract any statement or permission, but... I get nervous. I've frightened many people before, even on accident, and I would hate to lose you so quickly

Now for my questions.. hmm.. tell me your favorite things, any of them! I'd love to hear. And, if you're comfortable, what exactly you're looking for in a darling? (Whether that darling is obsessive as well or not, of course. Just your personal preferences) Perhaps your hobbies too, or random things to note about you?

And.. would you mind if I write all of this down?

- 🌷

awwww you are so adorable!!! that made me smile too! that's such an adorable imageee <3 and don't worry, it's our secret >:3 and i'm very sorry for the late reply, i was eating dinner.

you're making me so shy... i'm sure you're imagining me as way cuter than i am, silly. you can try to do that, but i can't promise i won't stop you by giving you the tightest hug ever and pinning you against me!!

i get being obsessive, don't worry! i know it probably doesn't mean much just by me saying it, but something is really, REALLY wrong with my brain, and i actively need "odd"/obsessive sorts of affection to feel loved. i doubt you can scare me! in fact i dare you to try!!

my favourite things, hmmm... well, i really like this sort of sappy romantic stuff, if you can't tell! i also love cute things (i have a collection of plushies... don't bully me), especially cats!!! my favourite hobby is drawing, though i'm terrible at it and haven't been doing it much at all lately T-T umm other than thattt i just like being lazy and doing things for my beloved!!

my *ideal* darling is definitely obsessive. they'd be just as clingy and openly affectionate as me! i'd love to have them also be the creepy/stalkerish type--mutual stalking is adorable!!! ultimately though, i just want someone who depends on me and lets me depend on them. the details don't matter as much as long as we click and we're able to both fully be ourselves around each other. that being said, it is a guilty pleasure of mine to think about being the equivalent of a darling with a super protective/possessive yan... unfortunately i desperately yearn to be kidnapped T-T buuuuut i also like the concept of being able to take more control and be the one who pampers and dotes on the other! i guess i just like everything ;;

you're not allowed to write any of this down, not because i don't like the idea, but because that's TOO NICE of you. i don't deserve such attention... if you really want to then i guess it's okay......

and tell me the same info for you! likes, hobbies, ideal darling, perhaps even other info!?!?! my memory is bad, so it's only fair that i at least get to write your response down >:( thank you so much again cutie!!!

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

not 2 exaggerate or anything but youre my absolute fav writer on tumblr 💥💥💥💥💥 im a big fan of domestic/comfort/simple, warm moments type of genre in fics and your works just rlly scratch that specific itch in my brain. whatever fics u post im like yo.... this is everything im looking for in a fic..... wheres the source from..... r u sucking them out from my brain be honest have u dug a hole already and using me for popularity 🤨🤨🤨 (/J)

might be bc im on my period or wtv but i was gg thru your masterlist ytday night before gg to sleep and i cried while reading "i've alw loved the way you eat," "i dream now of a normal life with you," and "ask me to leave and i'll stay forever." like jfc theres such a specific type of intimacy and soft moments you convey through your words SO WELL i physically feel my heart melting reading them. like UGH esp in "i dream now of a normal life with you" where suguru is just so soft and sappy over reader im just like UGHHHH I WANT SOMEONE TO LOVE ME LIKE THAT AND FOR ME TO RETURN BACK THE SAME LOVE, IF NOT MORE TOO!!!!!!!!!

u get it, u rlly do - honestly u have the best fanon hcs and characterization of suguru i love that man sm so to see him so accurately represented rlly makes me so happy tq for understanding him....... sometimes i see a mischaracterization so bad in a fic i just have to close the app and touch grass LMFAOOOO but u get it.... u rlly do.... never once posted a wrong hc about suguru.... op ur brain <333 u make me so happy i love u sm thanku for creating such beautiful fics i alw come back to reread a bunch of ur stuff, they never get old, it's literally everything im looking for. idc how "boring" hurt/comfort fics r, like even if there's no drama, sometimes simple is best and u do it so, so well thanku op i lov u muacks ❤️

anon ……….

you are . the sweetest in the whole wide world. in the universe. u genuinely don’t UNDERSTAND how big my smile was when i saw this…. melted into a tiny little puddle on the floor

I LOVE YOU….. 🥺🥺🥺 i love you forever and ever and i’m so thankful for your support!!!!! i don’t even know where to begin i’m so overwhelmed pbdkdbdj (AFFECTIONATELY)…. YOU CALLING ME YOUR FAV WRITER? IS SO INSANE??? AND SUCH AN HONOUR????? i cried a bit ngl i’m just. very very thankful T_T but anon.. you can’t expose me like that </3 how am i supposed to get my daily dose of clout if you go around telling ppl abt the ideas i steal directly from your brain???? smh /j ily <3

I’M. just. so unbelievably happy that my writing can mean something to you 😭 and make you feel something!!!! when i hear that ppl cried reading one of my fics i always get so . emotional. it just means so much!! i don’t want you to cry but i’ll accept your tears happily :’3 i hope they were sappy tears and not Sad Tears…..

ON THAT NOTE. THE SAPPINESS. THE SOFTNESS. YES. i’m so happy you could feel it bc most of my fics rlly are just intimacy and nothing else and!! i rlly like writing them that way….. m just happy you enjoyed reading them too :’’’3 i dream, now, of a normal life with you is very near n dear to my heart so!!!! i’m overjoyed that you liked that one in particular 🥺🥺🥺 it just makes me feel so happy and appreciated and . i want to explode a bit. soft sappy sugu is best sugu!! i’m sure you’ll find a love like that some day anon <33 we all deserve it!!

ON THE TOPIC OF SUGU. there truly sincerely is nothing i love hearing more than anons who tell me i do sugu justice. IT MEANS SM TO ME…. he’s so complex and multifaceted and knowing that my own take on him can resonate w anyone makes me soooooo happy…. 🥺🥺 and you saying i have the best characterization of him????? just makes my soul want to ascend. sniffle. thank you!! he’s our golden boy and i love him very much…. honestly i’m way more picky abt gojo than sugu when it comes to mischaracterization but i understand you completely anon…. sometimes i see a take that my brain won’t even let me conceptualize bc i disagree with it so much and then i just have to close my eyes and reboot </3

op ur brain <333 u make me so happy i love u sm thanku for creating such beautiful fics i alw come back to reread a bunch of ur stuff, they never get old, it's literally everything im looking for. idc how "boring" hurt/comfort fics r, like even if there's no drama, sometimes simple is best and u do it so, so well thanku op i lov u muacks ❤️

sorry had to copy paste this bc it made me want to CRY. you make ME so happy hello???? you have no idea the pure amount of endorphins this ask gave to me 😭😭😭 I’M HAPPY I CAN MAKE YOU HAPPY…. you have my whole heart and soul anon atp let’s just get married i think . my heart is yours to keep!!! i can’t tell you how mushy i get knowing there are people out there who read my fics not once but multiple times….. yeah. i’m just. very grateful for you anon <3333 thank you so much for your support and for sending me this lovely ask. i’m gonna be reading it forever n ever !! :((((

[cloudy-dayys]

i love alex very much

[prismuffin]

I feel like Tim Drake doesn't get the love he deserves, So could you possibly do a Tim Drake x affectionate Male Reader?

Tim hasn't really got a lot of positive attention while growing up, so I like he would get absolutely flustered when the Reader treats him gently. Like never yelling at him mean he gets angry. As well as treating him like he's made of glass, while patching him up after a mission. Or staying up with him all night so he isn't too lonely while doing research.

Summary: Reader is a sweetheart and the reader's kindness makes Tim fall head over heels.

Bonus points: Reader likes to stay up with Tim, because Reader suffers from night terrors. So when Tim asks about it, reader tells him, he's comforting to be around.

A/n: ofc i can do that for you! I hope you enjoy it thanks for being thorough and even including a summary!!

Loverboy

Tim Drake x affectionate!male!reader

( summary: Reader is a sweetheart who's kindness causes Tim to fall head over heels. )

Warnings?: breaking of glass, Tim being all sappy, tooth rotting fluff, mentions of injuries but no details

!-!more under the cut!-!

He doesn’t know what he did to deserve an amazing boyfriend like you.

That’s what Tim thinks as he watched you pick up the glass of your favorite snow-globe off the ground. His stress has made him very clumsy lately and he hadn’t realized it moved from its usual spot on the desk and so when he turned with a clipboard full of calculations and heard something shatter his heart dropped when he realized what it was, your head snapping in his direction. You rushed over but instead of dropping to your beloved snow-globe you immediately started checking him. Asking him if he was ok, he almost couldn’t believe it. He’d stuttered out apologies but you just waved them off saying how you thought he was hurt before kissing his cheek and noticing his fatigue. You asked him to go lay down which he didn’t want to do but with the promise that you’d join him after you cleaned this up, he folded. So here he sat, in a chair in the corner reminiscing about all the times you’ve helped him like this.

Like that one time he’d gotten back from a mission especially hurt. He expected you to be asleep, thinking he’d just patch himself up before joining you in bed but he was soon surprised when your form rushed over to him. You’d asked him if he was alright and ended up tending to his wounds. He found out later that you’d stayed up past 1am just to greet him when he got back. You’d shush him with small kisses whenever he winced in pain, apologies slipping past your lips. His heart fluttering at how delicately you touched him, as if he’d break. He knew he loved you but it was shocking how you can make him fall in love all over again.

He sighed, thinking of another memory of you and him. Batman had asked Tim for help on a certain project to upgrade the Batmobiles tech. You’d brought him coffee but soon switched to tea when it was getting primarily late so that he didn’t get burnt out. He watched as you yawned, leaning your head on your arms. Your eyes weren’t closed, you were simply staring at him as he talked about what he was working on. He knew that you didn’t understand everything he was talking about but you still listened and even gave him ideas when he became stumped. Checking the clock and noticing the lateness of the night he asked if you were gonna head to bed soon. You’d shaken your head and told him that you were gonna stay up with him so that he doesn’t get lonely and drown himself in his work which you noticed he tended to do. He could’ve cried right there watching you get up and stretch, grabbing his empty cup before heading to the kitchen to refill it. He sighed lovingly as you walked out of the room.

It was the little things, he concluded, the little things that made him head over heels for you. Like when he’s training with his bo-staff and you come in with water and orange or apple slices, asking him to take a break and recharge for a while. You’ll stand by him, holding the plate while he eats, complimenting him on his form and moves and even comparing it to how he was last week to show that you really were aware of his progress. What shocked him the most though was when you learned some basic bo-staff, knife, and katana moves so that he could train with a real life partner to help with his agility.

Or the times when he'd wake up from night terrors, vivid visions that plagued his mind at night. A frown made it's way to his face as he thought of them, though it quickly fizzled out as he remembered that you were there too. A light that drowned out the darkness of his thoughts. You'd been there for him when he wakes up crying and sometimes even screaming, calming him down and telling him that everything will be alright because you're there. The nights he'd find you watching over him as he slept to make sure that he'll be safe even in his dreams.

"Timothy!" He jumped, your yelling shaking him from his thoughts. "huh?" "Geez I've been calling you ya know." You frowned, "are you alright T?" Your rubbed his shoulder "you know you can talk to me about anything right?" He let out a breathy laugh, feeling one of your hands cup his face. He leaned into the touch, a hum falling from his lips as he smiled. "I know...it's nothing bad I'm just thinking." he shrugged, "about what?" You asked, and he smiled, his eyes stared into yours like a lovesick dog, his grin lopsided. "You." "Me?" He nodded, "I was just thinking about you, and how you treat me." Your eyes widened and your eyebrows raised. "Uhh- Did I...do something wrong?" He shook his head, "you're too good to me. Always worrying about me even now." Your eyes softened and you smiled, "well of course I worry, I care about you a lot you know." You kissed his cheek and he chuckled- mumbling an 'I know' back before standing and pulling you along with him. "Let's head to bed yeah?" He asked and you nodded, taking the lead and pulling him away to your shared bedroom.

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[gavisuntiedboot]

Gavi Fluff Alphabet

The long awaited and highly requested. I can't bring myself to write smut rn tbh. Like my head is pounding and I'm about to vom. So sexy. Please keep expectations in the dirt so I can exceed them with my sleepy writing.

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a = affection (how affectionate are they? how do they show affection?)

I don't think Pablo is the type to show much affection in public

He's still quite young and shy, not eager to be teased in person or online about PDA

I think affection in public would be limited to hand-holding, maybe a side hug

Even the gentlemen stuff would escape him in an effort not to come across too sappy.

Like he'll hold your bags, but you're getting your own doors

In private though? Man is a teddy bear

Attached to you

Always wants to be touching you in some way - sitting too close, laying on your lap, anything

Will actually pout if he's not given kisses and affection hourly

b = best friend (what would they be like as a best friend?)

Scary dog privileges but as a person

Would always be FaceTiming you just to have your presence there in the background

Sends you at least 20 tiktoks a day because they remind him of you

Always pays when y'all are out

c = cuddles (do they like to cuddle? how would they cuddle?)

Absolutely necessary

Actually so touch starved that he might die without some quality time from you

Started out with you wrapping yourself around his shoulders to get his attention (since he's confirmed always on his phone)

Now you'll be minding your business and feel him wrap his arms around you

Like to be the baby, laying on top of you, getting his hair played with

Prefers when neither of you have a proper shirt on so the two of you can share body heat

Must be a separate activity from sleeping - Gavi get's too hot and restless in his sleep to cuddle

Age regression - literally a little puppy when he’s in your arms, responding in nods and whimpers

d = domestic (do they want to settle down? how are they around the house?)

Pablo cannot imagine settling down right now

He loves his youth and his job and his freedom

But looking at you in his house, laying on his couch or waking up next to him, he thinks he could get used to this

Quite lazy around the house tbh

Regular teenage boy; does the bare minimum to not be living in filth

Very good about one thing: dishes.

Fun fact: gavi seems like the type to be afraid of cockroaches and other critters, so he’s amazing at doing everything to prevent them from entering his house

Baby steps towards domesticity: letting you stay over, then buying you a toothbrush, then a drawer, then a key to the front door

e = ending (if they had to break up with their s/o, how would they do it?)

Pablo is not good at feelings or confrontation

So if he ever needed to break up with a girl, he would do it indirectly

Probably over text or through a phone call, because he doesn’t know how to handle heartbreak

If it was in person, he would do it in public, buying you a meal or coffee before breaking the news

He would always repeat how it’s a problem with him, how he needed to figure himself out, and how there was no blame on you

Getaway car waiting outside

f = fiancé (how would they feel about commitment? how quick would they want to get married?)

Rather terrifying prospect for pablito

Wants to have his own accomplishments in his career before he looks to lock you down

Type to give you a promise ring on a necklace

“Princesa, im going to be the best someday, and you deserve nothing but the best. So wait for me until I get there?”

Not the type to do long engagements - as long as it takes to plan the wedding and that’s all

Once he proposes, he wants you to be his as soon as possible - Mrs. Gavira can’t come soon enough

g = gentle (how gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Physically? Not so gentle

Forgets that he’s gone through a bulk period and he now has a lot of muscle

Still play fights like he’s a scrawny 14 year old, occasionally being too harsh

Everything is a little too intense but that’s what makes it Gavi

His hugs are a little tight on your ribs, his grip restricting the blood flow to your hand slightly

But you love it all the same because it’s him

Emotionally tho? My man is a marshmallow over an open flame

Still young and rather volatile - emotions are right on the surface

His happiness is immediate and overflowing, radiating even

But when he’s sad or anxious? His whole being changes

Sad eyes, dropped shoulders, crossed arms - be was a different person

Tries to be as gentle as possible with your feelings because he didn’t want to lose you or compromise what y’all have

Also wants to establish a dynamic where you two are gentle with each other

Because otherwise he’ll break down and close off from you entirely

h = hugs (do they like hugs? how often do they do it? what are their hugs like?)

Any Gavi girl knows what I’m about to say

Man loves hugs

Adores them

Occur every time he sees you

What type of hug?? Girl

You know the one

One arm around the waist, securing you to his chest

The other around your head, bringing you in gently to rest beneath his chin

And of course it’s couple with that little smooth on the side of the head

For hello, good bye, good luck, and I L*** Y**, this was his delivery message of choice

Sometimes Pablo will pull you in for long hugs where he can just breathe you in, enjoying the feeling of you in his arms

Always ended with a sweet kiss on the top of your forehead, eyes meeting yours to describe what you should call your situation

i = i love you (how fast do they say the L-word?)

Okay so someone please educate me - is saying I love you like a big moment in other cultures?

Like I’m Arab, and saying بحبك for the first time is not a huge thing

So I think that would influence when he says it out loud

But I think Pablo would take a while to realize that he’s in love

He’s young and doesn’t really understand the feeling of being in love with someone else

I think it would take a good 6-8 months before he would be able to look at you and think “wow. So this is what being in love feels like.”

j = jealousy (how jealous do they get? what do they do when they're jealous?)

Controversial opinion: I don’t think Gavi would be the type to get jealous quickly

I know I know but before you get the pitchforks lemme explain

Everyone talks about how Gavi doesn’t get nervous or really doubt himself

He knows he’s hot shit okay?

Both on the field and off, he’s confident in what he brings to the table

So when he gets a girl, he’s gonna be confident in that as well, knowing that he was able to pull her

He gets a kick watching guys flirt with you, because he knows that you’ll never give them the time of day

The only time he might get jealous is when you fawn over another man in front of him

Especially if it’s another footballer

He’s the type to pout and get quiet, scowling at the thought of you all giddy about someone else

Would pull you onto his lap and ask you in a soft voice

“You’re happy with me right?”

Just needs a little bit of reassurance that he’s doing everything in his power to be the best for you

k = kisses (what are their kisses like? where do they like to kiss their partner? where do they like to be kissed?)

Not to be predictable, but I think he would love kissing you on the neck and the forehead

Like he seems like the type to give you affectionate kisses on the cheek and stuff rather than kissing on the lips all the time

The type to kiss the back of your hand, the top of your head, your bare shoulder

Just a thousand little pecks everywhere

Will grab your face with both hands and give you a fat kiss when he’s feeling excited

otherwise, he’s quite gentle in the way he kisses you

Soft lips moving against yours slowly, takes a while to warm up to intense making out (in the session not overall - hes 18 )

Likes to be kissed on cheek and on the neck

Loves when you sit on his lap and kiss him deeply

l = little ones (how are they around children?)

You’d think he’d not be great with kids because he’s young and kind of aggressive

But you and me both have seen the videos of him in the hospital

So sweet and gentle with the young ones

Loves to pick them up and put them on his shoulders

Very patient with little kid nonsense

Can’t help but think about having his own kids one day

Tells you off handedly that’s he’s excited to be a father one day

“You think our kids will be good at football?”

m = morning (how are mornings spent with them?)

Hectic

Very energetic in the morning on account of having training so early

Always practically jumping out of bed ready to go

Wakes you up by squeezing you tightly and kissing all over your face

Makes sure you eat in the morning no matter how much you object

n = nights (how are nights spent with them?)

On weekdays, Pablo is fucking tired

Comes home ready to pass the fuck out from training

Lots of eating dinner on the couch and lazy nights

Ready to go to bed by like 10pm

Gets very childish and cranky when he’s tired - lots of pouting and whining to go to sleep

On weekends, he’s a little more enthused

Ready to go out to a restaurant or club with you and have fun

Still keeps things within limits - no blacking out or throwing up

o = open (when would they start revealing things about themselves?)

A while y’all

Pablo is a great listener - loves to hear about you and your interests

But about himself? He’s not a fan

Gets too shy and nervous - thinks he’s boring or bothering you with details about his life

Stuff will slip here and there when he’s stressed, and he starts blushing immediately upon realizing he’s over shared

Starts warming up to you 3-4 months in, just with little tid bits about his family and early life

More likely to speak to you when you were cuddled up, playing with his hair, running your fingers up and down his arm

p = patience (how easily angered are they?)

Be for real y’all

My man has little to no patience

Very short fuse

Was a major point of tension early in the relationship

Quick to anger, but also quick to calm down

Doesn’t dwell on things and it’s always ready to move on

Learning to be more calm and patient with you

q = quizzes (how much would they remember about their partner?)

Takes learning about you very seriously

Always super interested when you speak, completely taken by you

Makes notes in his phone about everything: your favorite flowers, dream vacation spots, and more

Interestingly enough, forgets super simple things about you, like your favorite color

r = remember (what is their favourite moment in your relationship?)

There were so many little domestic moments that Gavi loved experiencing with you

But the one moment he treasured the most with you was the first time you went to Sevilla with him

Your laughter, your energy, just lit up his hometown

He loved watching your interactions with his family and friends

You both were laying in bed in his parents’ house, just laying with you and being silly when you talked about how much you missed the beach

“The beach is only like an hour away. We can go tomorrow morning if you want.”

You looked at him with wide eyes, smiling from ear to ear

The following morning, you woke up to Gavi running around

He already had everything packed in the car

His newly licensed ass drove you to the beach, and you just played around like kids

You sat on the sand, laying on Pablo’s shoulder

“Pablo, this is the best day ever.”

He pushed your hair behind your ear and kissed you deeply

His heart physically swelled whenever he thought about that moment

s = security (how protective are they? would they like to be protected?)

Super protective of you when he feels like you could be hurt

Whenever you two were out at somewhere rowdy, he always had a hand on you

Ready to fight anybody that touched you

Honestly felt a little emasculated whenever you tried to protect him

Got irritated whenever you fussed over him and his injuries

Started to warm up to it after he got a cut on his face, liking you babying him and being so close to his face

t = try (how much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Initially, he wasn’t trying very hard

Just being a teenager really - simple dates and texting a lot

“Pablo, when are we going to go on a real date?”

The question threw him off immensely, causing him to consult his teammates about what classifies as a date

He realized he had been severely lacking in the effort department

Started trying harder - restaurants, cute picnics, thoughtful gifts

You had started thinking he had done something wrong and was trying to compensate

u = ugly (what would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Homie is a S L O B

Like does not pick up after himself at all

Not a problem until you start staying over at his place

He has to remove piles of clothes from the bed just for you two to sleep

He’s also always on his phone

Can’t put it down

Can get really annoying when you’re trying to talk to him and he’s staring at his screen

v = vanity (how concerned are they with their looks?)

In the face, Gavi is not supper confident in his looks

He’s a little insecure that he still looks so young

Wants to look more mature

His body tho????

Yeah, homie knows he’s fine

FOINE

He’s worked hard on his physique, and so he’s confident in the fruits of his efforts

Loves sitting shirtless around the house

You catch him staring at himself in reflective surfaces

Would never say it out loud, but knows he’s got a body to drool over, and uses it to his advantage

w = whole (would they feel incomplete without you?)

I don’t think so

Gavi needs to play football to be complete

That’s the only thing I think he could lose that would make it feel like a piece of his soul was missing

You didn’t complete his world - you were a different world entirely

When you weren’t around, it just felt like he was stuck in a routine

x - xtra (a random headcanon for them.)

Pablo loves seeing you in Barça merch

He just thinks it’s the culmination of all his life coming together when he sees you in the blaugrana

You have a pair of Barça sweats that be especially loves

Literally so careless with all your clothes except your merch

Washes it per label instructions, never rips it off you - the whole nine

y = yuck (what are some things they wouldn't like, either in general or in a partner?)

Hates people who are stuck up

Needs a girl to be down to earth - he’s not making that much money

Can’t deal with anyone uptight either - needs someone willing to just go with the flow

z = zzz (what is a sleep habit of theirs?)

As mentioned previously, gets very hot in his sleep

Can’t cuddle or be too close because man will sweat and stay up all night

Has had a habit of kicking the blankets off since he was a kid

Had to adjust when you started staying over because you would be freezing and curled into a ball in the morning

Has the room super cold and sleeps basically naked when you’re there so he doesn’t get the urge to kick the sheets to the floor

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Guys I’m so sleeeeeepyyyyyyyyyy so hope your expectations were low. Also just realized that people schedule things to be posted. Like not everyone posts their fics the second they finish at crackhead hours like me. Oh well.

[fadinglights]

“you’ve  got  a  nice  word  to  say  about  everybody.”  and  it  is  the  reason  why  the  world  needs  more  people  like  him.  those  who  are  filled  to  the  brim  with  warmth  and  so  much  kindness  to  give.  she,  on  the  other  hand,  is  more  cynical  of  a  person.  she  does  not  think  she  deserves  all  the  compliments  he  so  genuinely  offers,  but  she  has  been  trying  to  accept  praise  with  more  grace.  “i  know.”  asking  for  help  must  not  be  easy  for  him  when  he’s  someone  who’s  forced  to  be  so  independent  too  early  on.  but  she  wants  him  to  know  that  he  can  lean  on  her  as  much  as  she  leans  on  him.  “i  just  want  you  to  know  that  whenever  you  want  to  talk,  i’m  here.”  even  if  she  cannot  pick  up  right  away,  she’ll  offer  a  listening  ear  as  much  as  she  can. “but  you’re  not  —  you’re  not  suffocating  me.”  if  only  there’s  an  easy  way  for  him  to  see  himself  through  her  admiring  eyes.  “i’m  a  better  person  because  of  you.”  she  genuinely  means  it.  “at  least,  you  make  me  want  to  be.”  jules  has  never  been  a  particularly  sappy  person,  but  perhaps  his  affectionate  nature  has  rubbed  off  on  hers  and  pushed  her  to  be  more  honest  with  her  feelings.  the  pessimistic  implication  from  what  he  just  said  lingers  in  the  air,  as  if  the  day  she  wants  this  to  end  is  an  inevitability  instead  of  a  mere  possibility.  “what  makes  you  think  i’ll  stop  wanting  you  around?”  sounds  like  absolute  nonsense  to  someone  who’s  missing  him  terribly  right  now.  “if  i  could,  i’d  keep  you  in  a  pocket  and  bring  you  wherever  i  go.”  she  is  only  half  joking  —  maybe  she  is  more  clingy  than  she  thought  if  she  gives  herself  the  chance  to  be.  “not  just  a  pretty  boyfriend  —  the  prettiest.”  she  corrects  him  with  a  soft  chuckle.  “who’s  to  say  i  cannot  focus  on  both  at  the  same  time?”  if  anything,  her  hectic  schedule  is  unfair  to  him  and  he  should  be  the  one  complaining  about  her  absence.  “don’t  worry  —  they’re  not  stupid  enough  to  mess  with  me  when  i  have  all  the  power  to  control  how  good  they  look  on  stage.”  not  that  any  revenge  is  possible  when  too  eager  fans  already  have  their  eyes  on  her,  dissecting  her  every  move  now  that  the  rumours  are  flying.  fortunately,  comments  from  strangers  on  the  internet  mean  little  to  her.  “not  everyone  is  as  effortlessly  beautiful  as  you,  you  know.”  

"I will proudly wear that title as a badge of honor. I don't shy away from being cheesy. There are a lot of nice things I could say about you, so when the chance arrives, I say them." Seonho had never held back from showing Jules his affection for her, but it's harder to do that when she's not with him. When she's so far away and al he wants is to have her pressed into the fold of his arms. Hearing her voice helps, but it's not the same as how simply he can be reenergized just by being in her presence. Seonho is used to not getting what he wants, though. That's why he long ago gave up on any dreams of his own. He's happy that Jules is bettering herself and furthering her career, but it's all a stark reminder of how far behind he is. "I know. I know that you don't expect that from me either. I know that I can lean on you," And he knows that he should for the sake of transparency in their relationship, "But I have never been very good at asking for help." Not when for so long, he'd had no one to turn to even if he had wanted to. "And I didn't want you to be burdened by that because there's nothing else you can do than what you already do for me, and that's more than enough. It is. I just..." He pinches his nose with his fingers to stop the onslaught of tears from falling, frustration and desolation boiling over. "You are out there doing what you love, and I want that for you. I don't want what we have to be a shackle or to suffocate you." His lips wobble. She sounds so sure, and comfort wraps around him like a blanket. Relieved by so few words. He doesn't doubt her, his breath hitching. "Your career should be your focus right now. But if I'm also something that you really want, then I've told you before, haven't I? That for as long as you want me around, I'm here." A watery smile starts to crevice onto his mouth. "So the next time someone gives you a hard time, just remember that you have a pretty boyfriend waiting for you back home who believes in you. And you can tell those band members the same thing."

[kaylawritesfics]

Hiiii! Can you do hcs for max and steve being a sibling duo or write a one shot abt them?

Steve and Max As A Sibling Duo

headcanons

summary: steve and max are the best sibling duo we could’ve asked for

pairing: steve harrington x max mayfield (platonic)

warnings: swearing, mentions of canon typical violence, mention of death/grieving

note: why are there no gifs of steve and max?? also there’s no reader insert here this is just my take on steve and max behaving as siblings !!

Steve and Max are absolutely the best sibling duo

Steve is the big brother that Max deserved and having Max around makes Steve feel less lonely

Steve always wanted a little sister !! He would beg his parents for a sibling all the time when he was younger but to not avail

Steve is obviously protective of all the kids but Max would literally kill somebody for Steve. Nobody is gonna ever hurt him while she’s around.

I feel like Max is already super protective over people she cares about but it’s just different with Steve. Like she’s already lost one brother and feels the guilt of that, she’s not gonna lose another.

The entire party is a found family for Max and somehow Steve fits in so perfectly.

They argue and she loves to rile him up, but they have such a strong bond that almost rivals Steve and Dustin’s.

Max isn’t affectionate at all and Steve knows that, so he tries to go about things differently with her. He makes her mixtapes (she absolutely roasts his taste in music but she secretly treasures them so much), he buys her little things that he knows she needs or likes, and he really tries to be there for her in ways Billy wasn’t.

Steve is the only reliable male figure Max has ever had and she still doesn’t really know how to express things to him.

Max’s love language is gift giving. She saves up months in advance to buy Steve something really nice for his birthday or Christmas. That usually means she’s on a budget for everyone else’s gifts but she really wants to show Steve how much she appreciates him, so it doesn’t matter to her.

Max knows that Billy was an awful person and he treated her like shit, but he was also her brother and she had some fucked up idea that she should have protected him. She feels so much guilt over his death. She’s not even really grieving, she just feels so guilty.

Steve knows this and, in one of Max’s moments of vulnerability, he confesses his guilt over Barb’s death. He’s come to terms with the fact that there was nothing he really could have done for her, but he can’t help but feel like he should have done something.

They have a little bonding moment over shared trauma and guilt.

Having a little sister is uncharted territory for Steve. He has Dustin, who is the equivalent of a little brother, but Max is so much different. She’s snarky and unaffectionate and a little mean sometimes. He really has to learn how to be there for her in a way that makes her comfortable.

Steve loves Max and he would voluntarily lay down his life for any of those kids but especially Max, who has been through hell and back for the last year and who he just wants to protect so bad.

Max is used to being the responsible adult and looking out for herself, so letting go of the responsibility and letting Steve Harrington, of all people, make sure she’s safe is really difficult for her at first.

I’m 100% convinced that Max’s letter to Steve is so sappy. It’s full of the things she was never brave enough to say to him.

She thanks him for looking out for her, for being the best big brother in the entire world.

By the time she’s finished writing it, the ink is slightly smudged by the tears rolling off her cheeks and onto the paper.

Then, in delicate handwriting, she signs it: “Your baby sister, Max”