#this is so cheesy as alwayssss

[miguelhugger2099]

Just a silly little request👉👈

Do u think fem!reader likes to wear crop top with no bra and Miguel's boxer. You two are just flirting and teasing each other until Miguel decided to toss the remote to reader for movie night and reflex, she tries to catch it reveal her tits and Miguel just "😳... Nice catch..." And smut if u want. Having his hands speezing them I'm going insane 😭😭

Just One Touch

a/n: this ask has been in my inbox for so long and ur not gonna believe what got me out of my month long stump to write this. everyone thank sir-mix-a-lot's song "ride" it possessed me and gave me energy. excuse the crappy writing, i'm still lowk having writers block so it's not my greatest work. please enjoy and as alwayssss i can rewrite this if you'd like <3 Art: mar_mar0u on instagram ! Unedited btw, plz dont crucify me ill die :(

It wasn’t unusual for you and Miguel to wind down after the sun had set. Movie night was a must, whether it was cheesy romcoms for you to sob to, horror movies for Miguel to be annoyed at, or even action movies to make fun of–as long as it was together. Still, Miguel teased you by holding the remote up above his head and out of your reach. He grins with one hand on his hip and watches you reach up with no progress in sight. “Give it!” You laugh, trying to keep your anger believable. “No, first you take my clothes and I know you’re gonna pick one of those creepy knock off animated movies.” He chuckles and he walks off. Due to the size difference, every step of his was three of yours–practically chasing after him. “Put respect on Over the Hedge’s name! It’s not even a knock off!” Miguel plops on the couch on one side with a huff of laughter. “Fine, fine. Here–take it!” He throws the remote above your head and you pause and stumble back.

You reach high up to grab the remote. “You asshole!” You laugh. The remote hits your fingertips and bounces a bit farther back. Your crop top rides and flows up as you lean back onto one foot to finally grasp the device in your hand.

Miguel could feel everything happen in slow motion. The small glimpse of your underboob before your nipples finally come into view. The grin on Miguel’s face slowly drops and he could feel drool slipping from his lips. He watched your boobs bounce, the roundness of your flesh and perky buds making his cheeks go red. He can’t help the disappointment in his face when your arms fall back down, shirt hiding the glorious view of your tits.

“Caught it!” You smirk at him triumphantly. His eyes continue to glance at your tits.  “Yeah, uh…” He gulps. “Nice catch.” He adjusts his shorts, hoping his growing bulge wasn’t too apparent.

You don’t notice, too engrossed in your victory and making Miguel speechless. So, you crawl in his lap, Miguel’s hands suspended in mid-air as you nestle yourself in his arms. You feel his muscles surround you like a warm comfortable blanket, leaning your back on his firm chest while you click the buttons to turn on the TV.

“So what are we picking this time?” You ask, flipping through random trailers to find what you’re looking for.

“Huh? Oh, uh, anything’s fine.” Miguel shrugs half-heartedly. He’s too focused looking down at your crop top. Slowly and gingerly, his fingers caress your stomach–light and feathery as if trying to be discreet.

“Yeah sure, whatever. Don’t complain if you don’t like it.” You laugh softly, clicking on a random movie that looked good enough.

“Mhm.” Miguel mumbles, not even hiding his disinterest in a damn movie right now. While your eyes are on the opening scene on the TV, Miguel’s eyebrows scrunch together, his lips into a tight line as he resists his urges.

He can’t help it though. He gets handsy, Miguel carefully caressing your stomach. You barely notice it since the two of you always get snuggled up like this.

You only notice when he hikes higher up, his hips shifting slightly while his fingers run up and down the valley of your tits. You smack his arm around your waist with the remote.

“What are you doing?” You ask, trying to sound annoyed but the smile seeps through your tone.

“Nuthin’” He murmurs. Miguel then feels the curve of your breast, his fingers itching for a squeeze.

“We’re supposed to be bonding.” You move to turn your head up at him. You try to meet his eyes but he stays glued downwards to your chest.

“We are.” Miguel insists, his lips slightly parted. His thumb swipes across your nipple and you gasp, feeling your cheeks burn. He can feel the nub perk up and his tongue darts out to lick his lips, biting his bottom lip to hide the satisfied smile on his face.

Miguel takes his chances, bending down to kiss along your neck, tugging you closer to him and making you melt. His body moves against yours and your eyes flutter shut. His mouth gently sucks and licks your skin and you shiver. Miguel grabs your left tit, the plump flesh squeezed in his palm. His fingers flick your nipple, circling around before gently twisting it.

You back arches and you moan. “Ah–fuck, Miguel!” You hissed, a burning heat crawling up your neck. Your hand lifts up to curl in his hair while he attacks your neck, his other hand running down to his boxers you were wearing. He slips his fingers in the front hole of the boxers, using his index and middle fingers to spread your folds apart. You feel him nip your neck with a smile as he smears your slick around your clit.

He then uses both of his hands to lift your shirt up and over your head. Your breasts are now out in the open, the cool air hitting your chest and making your nipples hard. You barely get a word out, Miguel already cupping your boobs and squeezes them. Your hips buck back to grind on his crotch, eyes closing as he plays with you. Miguel used his fingers to tease your nipples simultaneously, flicking and tweaking them. He lifts them up and watches them fall down before squeezing them again. Your pussy is soaking through his boxers, aching for more stimulation that’s making you feel empty.

His eyes are dark watching his own hands play with your chest, the memory of the bounce of your tits as you caught the remote high in the air. He wanted to see that again.

Miguel could feel his cock swell and twitch along with each bounce of your breasts. You have your body arching, hands behind you and holding onto his thighs. He plays with your tits switching with his hands or his mouth–but if you asked him, he preferred sucking on them. So that’s where he was now, lips attached to your right nipple and his right hand playing with your left. You slammed down on his cock, whining since you barely felt him thrust up. But in all honesty, Miguel could do this forever with your tits in his mouth and his cock buried in your cunt. While his tongue sucked and lipped your nipple, he knew if he didn’t focus, he’d cum instantly. He looks up at you after playfully biting down on your nub, your squeaks making his dick twitch against your walls. You look down with glossy eyes, hips stuttering and pussy throbbing when you see him smirk up at you with your boob in his mouth. One of his hands that was on your waist comes up to your back to keep your body arched. Miguel scrunches his eyes shut, eyebrows furrowed while he sucks on your nipple, his hips jerking and balls slapping against your ass. You wail with each thrust, falling forward and holding onto the backrest making your boobs squish in his face. Miguel groans as he lets you fall on top of him, hands falling down to your ass as you grind on him. His cock slips in and out of your wet cunt with a wet squelch. It makes you bite your lip with a loud whimper, the action making your man under you tug on your nipple with his teeth. He’s obsessed with you, Miguel pulling away just enough to make your tits swing in his face. He glances up at your pleasure filled face, sweat glistening down your face and body while you panted and whined. He’s entranced, eyes falling down to follow the way your boobs bounce as he fucks up into you. Miguel trusts you to keep fucking yourself on his while his hands leave your ass to come up and cup and squeeze both your breasts. He kneads them and watches your mouth drop open to moan. Your head hangs and your foreheads almost touch. Miguel doesn’t need to tell you a damn thing, his lips parted while he looks at yours. You lean down to kiss him, Miguel immediately slipping his tongue past your defenses with a low groan. He continues groping you, his hips smacking up with your thrusting and he can feel himself about to cum. He can tell you’re about to too by the way your pussy spasms wildly, sucking him in deeper and soaking him in your slick.

So he hammers into you, grunting as he puts all his strength in making you cream. Your eyes roll back, mouth separating from his to dig your nails into his shoulders and roll your hips. You can barely get a word out, garbled moans of his name escaping you while your body twitches, ecstasy flowing through from top to bottom. Miguel watches your chest heave as you catch your breath, your juices dripping out of your a making a sticky mess in his lap. You’re dizzy and weak, body flopping forward on his chest. Miguel soothes you, curling his hand in your hair and pressing you into the crook of his neck. He kisses the top of your head and you’re too numb to feel him take your body off him. He places your back down on the couch, hair sticking to your face with sweat, lips plumped from kissing. You’re whining when your sensitive folds feel his still hard cock rub in between them, accidentally slipping his tip in a few times. You swallow to get the dryness out of your throat. “Mig…Mig…” You’re cut off when Miguel slams into you, your body jerking and tits bouncing with the hard thrust. Your hazy vision rolls onto his face, Miguel glued onto your chest still. He gives another few soft thrusts and watches your boobs jiggle around. You feel his cock jump inside your walls, a soft hum of approval coming from deep in his throat. He bends down, biting and licking the side of your tit to add another mark to his collection. His teeth marks littered around your plump and round flesh–his favorites being the ones around your areola.

His face is buried in your breasts while he pounds into you, your head thrown back and legs locked around his waist. Oh, he’s in heaven.

[cookiesuga55]

What do you think of tummy talk? Like when a character's tummy growls demanding food and they're saying to it things like "settle down please" or "aw, I know, tummy, I'll feed you all kinds of tasty foods later, i promise". Or vise versa: when a tummy is full and they say to it things like: "Aw, such a happy tummy I have" or "I see you enjoyed the food" or even "*tummy cramps* i really overpacked you, didn't I? Aw, I'm sorry :(" (or when someone else talk to their tummy :3) Those things really send me. And I especially love how you delivered it in "stuffed full of love" and "weight gain denial"

Yo, SAY THIS ASK LOUDER for the people in the back!!!

I Looooooooove tummy talk TuT, I feel like I write it pretty often because it always makes me all melty uwu (also thank you for the compliments gaaaaah that is so sweet (•ω•。ↄ) *blush*

Here is Weight Gain Denial! Tbh one of my favs.

In my brain, chub Koo ALWAYSSSS talks to his chubby tummy <3 He cooes down at his belly when it growls hungrily and gives it a little pat, promising: "soon~ a big, yummy lunch soon, I promise."

He asks it what it wants for dinner as he peers in the fridge. "Mmmm what do you want for dinner, baby? We've got... leftover lasagna or... I could make some ramen...?" His stomach gives an excited rumble and he grins, answering, "you're right. Both."

He smiles down at his belly after eating, his middle pushed out fat with a big warm meal. "Mmmm, wasn't that yummy, precious? You look so happy... Kookie fed you nice and full, didn't I?" He gives his tummy a deep rub, sighing happily as his stuffing sinks into him and his gut gives a happy little gurgle.

His stomach is so vocal, and Jungkook loves it.

He thinks it's so cute, and he especially loves it when his boyfriend is over. Jungkook is convinced that his belly likes Namjoon even more than it likes him. But honestly, he doesn't blame it. Joon constantly nuzzles into Jungkook's chubby tummy, presses sweet little kisses across the soft skin, holds his sides, and coos to his middle, "mmmm~ how's my favorite tummy? You feel much softer, little cutie. Has my Jungkookie been feeding you well while I'm away?" Jungkook's giggles make his soft waist wobble in his boyfriend's hands, and his tummy groans like it's completely in love with Namjoon.

The older beams up at Jungkook, his dimples popping out, and turns his attention cutely back to Jungkook's tubby middle. He kisses around Jungkook's navel. "Little tum... Joonie has a really big stuffing planned for you tonight... with all your favorite yummies: fried chicken, cheesy fries, ice cream~" As Namjoon bites along the bottom roll of chub around Jungkook's waist, he tries hard not to moan. But, just the thought of his boyfriend stuffing him has his stomach growling in anticipation. That only makes Joon happier though. He purrs to Jungkook's belly: "We'll make sure that you're fat and happy, baby. I want my Kookie bigger... so if I feed you really well, then you promise to plump him up, right?"

Jungkook does moan at hearing that. His stomach has a mind of its own and growls hungrily, apparently agreeing with Namjoon's proposal, and promising to push out with more pudge. Namjoon rubs his big palms over Jungkook's waist and pats his belly in praise, pleased with their talk, "...Good boy."

Jungkook tries not to lose it and completely fails.

[ssahotchnerr]

Katie why am I getting so many diary of a wimpy kid edits in 2023?! AND THEY’RE MAKING ME EMOTIONAL!!

OMG i haven’t watched those movies in YEARS — so cheesy (do you see what i did there) but so good LOL

and i remember so vividly checking those books out from the school library but alwayssss having to wait due to the high demand LOL like when the very first one came out omg 😭😭😭

[harryhandstan]

kiss in the kitchen

gif credit

We’re gonna ignore the fact that I keep using lyrics as my titles cause I’m not creative enough to come up with my own

This is for @lovinhesmdcn​‘s Mean Birthday writing prompt event! My birthday this year was one of the worst days of my life so I chose to create a fantasy where that day never happened. *deep sigh* one day I will stop using my personal experiences so much in my writing but today is not that day.

I feel the need to apologize to those of you that read the sneak peek and came here expecting smut! This is pure fluff sorry :) hope you still enjoy it!

word count: 3k

//

Harry was still baffled at the fact that you did not care one bit about celebrating your birthday.

"It's your special day, love, wanna celebrate you. With you. Y'don't want a party or anything?"

You shake your head no, strands of hair falling from your messy bun into your face. You brush them away and bring your mug of coffee to your lips, taking a long sip. This had become Harry's daily breakfast topic, trying to convince you to let him do something for your day of birth.

"I told you, Harry. My last birthday was..a traumatic day for me and I just don't want to be reminded of that."

"I know, but," He stuffs another bite of pancake in his mouth before continuing, "This year you have me. I wanna spoil my girl and s'not fair that you're refusing me that chance."

You roll your eyes, "You spoil me everyday."

"Do not."

"Do too. Who made breakfast and refused to let me help?"

"That's not spoiling. S'just because I didn't want you to burn the pancakes again."

"That was ONE time, and it's only because YOU distracted me."

"Just wanted a good morning kiss, ya the one that got all greedy and wanted more." He waves his fork in your direction, emphasizing his point, "Filthy little tease, you are." 

"Maybe I am, but you have to admit you started it that day."

You stand to take the now empty plates to the sink. Before you have a chance to stack them, Harry is pulling you into his lap. A sticky, syrup flavored kiss pressed to the corner of your mouth. His hands moving around to interlock behind your back to keep you secure.

"If you truly don't want to do anything for your birthday, we won't. It's your day, you decide how we spend it, alright? Shame to pass up the opportunity for cake though."

You sigh, admitting defeat, "We can have cake, if that will make you happy."

"Yeah?" His eyes light up at the idea, "A party with presents too?"

"No party. Just want to spend the day with you. Maybe dinner or something, just the two of us. You may buy me one present, if you wish."

"One present, huh?"

"I mean it, Harry. No party. NO surprise guests. One present. Promise me." You hold one pinky out, waiting.

He looks at your finger, level now with his face, eyes narrowed at it before bringing a hand to loop his pinky around yours, "Deal. Any other rules?"

You shake your head no, placing your hand flat to his chest to push yourself off his lap.

He catches you quickly, a strong arm thrown around your waist, ignoring your laughter as you plop back down on his thighs.

"Y'not going anywhere yet. We have cake flavors to discuss."

//

When the day arrives, the two of you spend most of the morning in bed before he forces you to get up for a late lunch. 

A small square package, messily wrapped in colorful paper lay on the kitchen table in front of you, 

"This does NOT count as your present. I just saw it at the store and couldn't resist.”

He's giggly the whole time you rip the paper away, you protesting about him already breaking your rules. 

"S'not a real one, of course. Knew you'd throw a fit if I did that."

With the paper finally gone, you pull the top off the box only to gasp at what's nestled there in tissue paper. 

A crown. A more grown up version of the plastic, fake-jeweled ones you wore religiously as a child. This one sparkles silver against pastel pink paper, the afternoon light reflecting the glitter and casting a glow across your face. When you don't move to take it from its wrapping, Harry moves forward, removing it from the box to nestle it on top of your head.

He pulls back, eyes sweeping over your face, hovering there for a moment before placing a kiss to the top of your head. 

"How's it look?" He's looking at you the way you look at a sunset, like he's never seen anything more gorgeous.

"Perfect."

"Thank you, H. You're spoiling me again."

"S'your birthday, princess, will you stop being so stubborn and just enjoy it?"

//

"Where're we going for dinner?"

You stand in front of your closet, post-shower, in nothing but a loose sleep shirt and underwear.  Your hair rests atop your head in rollers. Your only instructions so far from Harry were to get ready and dress nice.

"Who says m'taking you to dinner?" His voice is muffled through the slightly open bathroom door.

"Oh..I just thought.."

He emerges from behind the door, towel tied loosely around his waist, coming to stand next to you in front of his own side of the closet you share. His hand snakes around to rest on your hip before pulling you close to press a kiss to your temple.

"M'just kidding, lovie. Just want to surprise you though..can you let me do that?"

His hand resting on your mostly bare hip has you pulling your bottom lip into your mouth and casting a smirk his way.

"None of that," He quickly pulls his hand away, landing a playful swat to your thigh before smiling down at the mark he knows will temporarily form on your skin, "We have reservations, plenty of time for all that after dinner."

"Well will you at least tell me how nice you mean by dress nice? How am I supposed to decide what to wear? You know I have a hard enough time choosing when I do know where we're going."

"Then let me choose for you." He leads you to the bed, pushing you to sit on the edge, a hand coming to cover your eyes. 

You let out a deep sigh, closing your eyes.

"D'ya not trust me?"

"Of course I do. You know I do."

"Alright then. No peekin'."

You hear him shuffle away, then the sound of hangers gliding back and forth across the rod in the closet as he makes his selection.

"Will you be picking shoes as well? Or do I get to decide that?"

"I'll pick them." It's easy to visualize the smile on his lips. He's enjoying this way too much.

You hear the bathroom door open again and you temporarily peek one eye open, your curiosity getting the better of you.

"What about jewelry?"

"Ah, forgot about that. Thank you, babe." He's at your dresser now, you hear the top of your jewelry box being removed and the clink of things being removed and replaced as he carefully coordinates what will go best together.

"Can I open my eyes yet?"

"Patience, angel. Almost done."

His feet are too quiet as he returns to you, and you jump when a finger boops your nose. He chuckles before bending down to whisper in your ear, "Be ready in 20" landing another playful swat at your hip.

He's placed everything in the bathroom, hanging the dress on the back of the door, shoes and accessories on the counter.

Of course he would choose that dress. He's told you frequently how much he loves it on you, the soft, flowy fabric hugging your body and accentuating your features in the most flattering ways. Lucky for him it was one of your favorites too. You laugh when you see the shoes, a pair of low set heels. He knows you too well, knows you will most likely want a glass of wine (or two) with dinner and how dangerous your higher heels are, even when you're sober.

20 minutes isn't as much time as you would have liked, but you put yourself together as best you can with the time you are given. Thankfully your hair set easily in soft waves because of the rollers, saving you that extra time to make sure your make-up looks as decent as possible.

Harry waits for you, perched on the edge of the bed in the same spot he made you sit earlier while he selected your outfit. His head is down and when you appear in front of him he looks up, letting out a low whistle at the sight of you.

"You look like a dream, love, an absolute dream." His hands come to rest on your hips, eyes sweeping over your body, basking in the glow of your beauty. 

You run your hands through his hair, trying to ignore his hand traveling further down to dip under the hem of your dress. When his fingers graze the inside of your thigh, you tug lightly at the ends of his curls, just enough to pull his attention back up to your face.

"Thought you said we didn't have time for all that..reservations, remember?"

"Damn the reservations. They can hold the table for a bit.."

"Last time you said that, we didn't even make it to dinner, H. I love you, I love your hands..and your mouth," You run your thumb over his bottom lip, which earns you a cheeky grin, "But right now the birthday girl is very hungry and she was promised dinner."

He groans when you pull your hands from his hair, tugging on his wrist to pull him up. The new angle has him looking down at you now, and for a second you regret rejecting his offer. An evening spent in bed with him would be just as perfect, if not more, than any dinner he could treat you to. He's grinning, like he knows exactly what you're thinking.

"S'pose she was. Can I at least give the birthday girl a kiss before we go?" His hand is slipping around to the back of your neck, pulling you closer. He knows you'll say yes, and yet he still waits, wants to hear you say it.

"Hmm..the birthday girl would happily accept a kiss." 

//

The restaurant is far more extravagant than you could have imagined. It has you repeatedly looking down at the dress you felt so confident in 10 minutes before in the comfort of your own home. It's not elegant enough, you're sure nothing in your closet would have been. You wish desperately you had brought a sweater with you, if not to cover up as much as to have the comfort against your skin.

Harry senses your unease and quickly determines the source, taking your hand from across the table, reminding you how perfect you look. You think you detect a bit of nerves flowing from him as well, but you think nothing of it, dismissing it quickly as you projecting your own feelings onto him.

He had promised your present, your real present, would be given to you at dinner. But he carried with him no bag, no messily wrapped package like from the afternoon. Just himself and his too expensive suit, sitting across from you. He's scanning the menu, rambling on about what sounds good and you hum agreements here and there, but you can't help but be curious what else he has planned for the evening.

After the waiter comes to take your order, you take a moment to scold him, "This is too much, Harry. You really shouldn't have."

He just shrugs, brushing your reprimand off, simply saying, "S'a special night, innit?"

The food is amazing, as you knew it would be. You both stay mostly silent through the rest of dinner, just enjoying your meals and each other's company. Occasionally he stares at you affectionately as you sip your wine.

You had talked him down from the idea of a cake, deciding that dessert at whatever restaurant he chose would be the more low-key option. So when the dessert course arrives and there's still no mention of a present, you don't say anything. Truth be told you don't really care if he got you anything, he had followed your requests; no party, just a day with him and a quiet dinner. But it wasn't like him and just as you're about to question him, deciding how best to word it without sounding like a brat, he reaches into his jacket pocket.

Instead of pulling out whatever it was he was so carefully trying to surprise you with, his eyes go wide. He frantically pats all his pockets, even checking underneath the table to make sure it hadn't tumbled out and landed at his feet. He straightens, clearing his throat and you laugh at his flustered expression.

"Lose something there, Harry?"

"No, no..I, um..must've just forgotten it at home. I swear, honey, I'm so sorry. I was so careful to keep it hidden from you this past week. Couldn't wait to give it to you and I just..ruined the whole night now."

"H, I don't care. I mean, I care that you're upset, but I don't care if you forgot the present. I wouldn't have cared if you didn't get me a thing. The day with you, the dinner, nothing could ruin that."

"You're too good to me, too forgiving. I forget and you comfort me, s'not fair." He's smiling though, green eyes glowing in the candlelight between the two of you.

//

The next night, the two of you get a rare night in to spend together. No staying late at work for you, no extra time in the studio for him. Just takeout and trash tv that Harry always complains about, but secretly loved just as much as you. You were waiting on your Mexican food to be delivered, mixing up a batch of margaritas. You would take a night like this over an exquisite dinner out anytime. 

Harry had spent the whole day apologizing, finding little ways to try to make up for what he still claimed was a ruined dinner. You shushed him each time, just wishing he would forgive himself. 

Just as you're getting glasses down to pour drinks for the two of you, Harry sneaks up behind you. He takes your hand, twirling you around to face him, catching your waist when you almost fall.

He chuckles, but instantly the energy in the room has changed. It's different from your normal, everyday butterflies you get from his hand resting against your skin. No, this feels much heavier and it terrifies you.

"Found your present." His tone is light enough that some of your anxiety is eased, the smile growing on his face chasing any other doubts away that may have temporarily flooded your thoughts. 

Before you can say anything, he's lifting your hand and slipping a ring on your finger.

"Oh Harry, it's stunning!" Your mind doesn't even make the connection at first, you're too mesmerized by the simple beauty of the silver ring sitting snug against your skin. He's still smiling, so big the crinkles around his eyes are shining, dimples prominent on either side of his mouth. He seems to be expecting an answer, but he hasn't asked you a question..

Suddenly it all becomes clear; the fancy dinner, the special night, it wasn't all just for your birthday.

"Harry, is this a..?" You can't even say the word, it gets caught in your throat and you swallow quickly. Before you can try again, he answers.

"S'what I intended it for, yeah." He's still beaming, "You said only one present and I wanted it to be one that counts. I know we haven't really talked much about this but it's been on my mind for a while. I love you so much, you're so good to me, good for me too and I just can't imagine not spending the rest of my days with you. Having children and growing old with you by my side, if that’s what you want. S'pose I should actually say the words though, right?"

He takes a deep breath, bringing your hand to rest on his chest, his hand covering yours before speaking again, "Will you marry me?"

The next breath out of your body is a single, "Yes." You think maybe it was too quiet and he didn't hear you at first, but then his eyes meet yours, searching quickly for any more doubts, "Yeah?"

You nod, tears forming as he lifts you, spins you once around in the kitchen before sitting you on the counter. He fits easily there in the space in front of you, like he was created to be there. To be yours, and you his.

"I have a confession to make." He's looking at you like a child who just got caught doing something they shouldn't have been doing.

"I didn't forget the ring last night." He's looking down, eyes darting up at you to gauge your reaction, scared to death you'll change your mind at any second.

"You had it with you the whole time? All that was an act? Looking for the ring, pretending it wasn't really there?"

"Well, no. I didn't have the ring on me then. The waiter had it. He was waiting on my signal. But yeah the rest of it was an act..had to pretend I’d forgotten it. Did a pretty good job, eh?" 

"So when was it supposed to be delivered then?"

"With dessert, but that just," He wrinkles his nose, "Didn't feel right, didn't feel like us. I would much rather tell our children that I proposed to their mother like this than in some fancy restaurant that she didn't look comfortable in."

"I really looked that miserable, huh?" You wrinkle your nose back, trying to picture the image that Harry must've seen of you the night before.

"No, you looked gorgeous, love. I just prefer you like this. Softer and messier and fun and just not a care in the world as you dance around our kitchen making drinks for us."

The tears are spilling over now and he moves closer, hands cupping your cheeks and swiping them away.

"I love you so much, H." You wrap your arms around his neck and he wraps his around your middle, lifting you again. He holds you there for a minute, burying his face in your neck and securing his hands under you so you won't fall.

"I love you more, baby, so much more." He places kisses up your neck and along your jaw, landing the final one on your lips.

Whatever tragic memory your birthday held for you previously, would now forever shine instead with the reminder of his love for you.

[hookingminor]

I haven't had an original thought in years but I am in my feelings for josty so: josty being so sure of himself and his flirting that when you don't notice/turn him down it throws him so off his game and he just won't leave you alone after that

LISTENNNN

tyson knows he's hot and knows he can pull and if his usual charm doesn't work he just peppers in the fact that he's a professional athlete and then that alwayssss seals the deal

so imagine his shock when you don't pick up on the fact that he's hitting on you for whatever reason and he just kinda blanks bc he never has to work harder than a cheesy line and offer to buy a drink and then it's smooth sailing from there

but you turn down his offer of a drink bc the one in your hand is full so why would you need another one?? you just smile and say but thanks anyway before you're turning back to your friend and he's just dumbfounded

def gets chirped the fuck out of when he returns to the table with a blush across his cheeks and a sheepish expression bc he struck out but also did he really?? if anything you just didn't notice he was trying to flirt?? should he try again?? he doesn't wanna be that guy but he didn't get the sense he was creeping you out

he decides to give it one more try this time enlisting then help of mikko bc if there is anyone that pulls more than him it's that 6'4 hunk of a man like no one ever says no to him

the utter humiliation of tyson asking mikko to wingman him bc he doesn't know what to do the guys never let him live that down tyson having to ask for help???

and mikko's a lot smoother pulling up to your friend and giving them sexy smiles and better lines to let you know they're interested

and luckily your friend is a lot better at reading signals so they're nudging you in tysons direction and then it all clicks

he doesn't resort back to his usual flirting and instead opts to go for casual conversation, inching closer and closer every few minutes until you're basically shoulder to shoulder and having to lean in towards his ear just to talk to him

by the time your drink is empty and the ice cubes are clinking together he's got half a mind to ask you if you want that drink now but you've jolted him a little bit so he's nervous now

he's gotta wait for your so, you gonna get me my next drink or am I gonna have to get it myself before he's all in again

[melody-ofstars]

hhiii! can i request a match up? ^^

okay im going to follow your format: my personality's pretty quiet at first, but i open up pretty fast depending on how comfortable i am! i love joking around and i love good humour, and i'm always looking for a good time as long as i don't feel awkward or as if i'm not heard or included ya know? i can be a bit blunt sometimes but it's only if i find it to be super true, not something mean or anything. i hate conflict and i have trouble talking about feelings and tend to bottle stuff up a lot, and is pretty insecure ;;

i like sweet stuff, a lot, MEMES, the colours blue/green/purple, pretty dresses, oversized fits, anything from the cottagecore aesthetic, occasionally classical music, cheesy stuff, writing, pretty lighting, good food, bubble tea!!! bit of poetry, stuffed animals, crime documentaries

i hate vegetables lmfao, hate usual misogynist/homophobes/xenophobes etc :/ rude and mean people in general. dont really like rules or when i'm told i'm wrong or when i'm told what to do. i dislike how overconfident and prideful i become sometimes despite also being insecure hahhah, insects, gross stuff in general, horror, supernatural stuff

my love language is acts of service + quality time :) i go by she/her and i'm bi, leaning more towards men

i'd like to be matched up with someone from jjk, the song i pick is elise by the greeting committee. i love that song a lot!

thank u sm <3

Heyy girl!! I hope you are doing well, take care of yourself and stay hydrated!!

Sorry for being late, I just wanted to provide a quality product. Hope you like it!!

I match you with....

☽︎ Itadori Yuuji ☾︎

Yuuji is the sweet and amazing boy that you deserve.

You both have a lot of inside jokes and are constantly laughing and goofing around.

He will alwayssss include you, in everything.

Will Never make you feel like an outsider.

He loves your bluntness and says that its better than being dishonest and beating around the bush.

He will never make you feel awkward, in fct he would be the person you feel the most comfortable around.

He knows tht you bottle stuff a lot and tries his best to help you, he will always talk to you about your feelings and will be there to listen when you want to share.

Will never push you to tell him stuff but will encourage you that sharing is better than bottling up, and you have to say that he offers pretty nice advice, even if he says that stuff without knowing.

You feel nice and safe when around him and you tell him the stuff that makes you feel uneasy.

He often brings sweet food for you, he will bring cake for you sometimes, sometimes juice, sometimes chocolate. He keeps a handful of chocolates and candies with him always, because he knows you love them.

You both love memes, and constantly share them.

You both have meme wars, where you fight each other playfully with memes.

He gives you his hoodies, even if you don't ask for them. He will deliberately leave his hoodies in your room for you to wear because he finds it adorable to see you in his clothes.

My dude right here, he is SO DAMN CHEESY, after all he learnt from the best, I am looking at you, Gojo He will leave small notes, everywhere, for you to find. He will also randomly come to you and bow down and kiss your hand, you know the royal type of thing??

He loves making you flustered and succeeds quite often.

He will use cheesy pick up lines just to see you roll your eyes while also blushing.

Will take you on dates to different restaurants to review food and find the best out of all.

You both watch A LOT of Crime documentaries together, it helps him think and be more sharp in his curse hunting.

Has won so many stuffed animals for you that now you have a big collection of them which you absolutely adore.

You both spend a lot of time together, just chilling around in each other's company.

He likes to do stuff for you, you know show that he cares about you because he thinks that no matter how much he tells you, it will never be enough.

He is very very romantic, took all the inspiration from the movies that Gojo made him watch.

He loves you with so much passion because he knows you are worth it and you return that love to him with the same amount of passion.

"What!??" You asked Yuuji for the umpteenth time as you swung your intertwined hands, back and forth.

It was a very pleasant night, with thousands of speckled lights littering the sky. The soft breeze that rustled the wind was cool and soothing, the low chirping of the crickets was the only sound in the silent evening,

You and Yuuji were making your way to the parking lot while you noticed him just simply smiling at you again and again.

"Nothing!" He answered, yet again.

"You have literally been looking at me like this..." You said, mimicking the face he was making.

"It's nothing!" He said again,

"Okay..." You said, and looked in front of you,

You slowly peeked with one eye ad saw him staring at you like that again,

"Hah! See! Again! Don't you dare deny it!" You warned, jumping with the excitement of catching him.

"Okay, fine, fine. Yeah, I was staring at you... God, when I put it like that, it sounds creepy..." He said, mumbling the last part.

You chuckled and atted his shoulder.

"I mean yeah... But would you believe me when I say that, that was the least creepy thing about you..." You pointed out,

He rolled his eyes and you laughed, gently pecking his cheek.

"Why are you staring at me anyway?"

"Well, it's only natural to stare at beautiful things..."

"Oh?? Wow, how did I not see this coming?" You wondered, slightly blushing at the statement.

He grinned and winked at you and now it was your turn to roll your eyes,

"You are so cheesy..." You mumbled,

"But you like it..." He stated,

"Sure..." You said even though you agreed with his statement, Yuuji being cheesy was something so adorable that it made you want more of it.

"But seriously, you look absolutely beautiful right now..." Yuuji said, coming to a pause all of a sudden,

You were about to roll your eyes again but stopped as you saw the seriousness of his words,

You smiled at his words, shivers crawling up your spine,

"Thank you, Yuuji... You look beautiful too..." You said which instantly made him flustered, he looked away rubbing his neck with a small laugh.

"Aren't you adorable," you said pinching his cheeks,

"Let me finish too!" He whined, making you stop your action.

"Fine, speak." You said,

He was about to say something but stopped, running up ahead and bending down near the grass.

"What are you doing?" You asked,

"Just... Something... Wait!"

"Okay!" You said, as he jogged back but this time he had something in his hand.

You wanted to ask what it was but at the same time you didn't want to interrupt his preparations,

He cleared his throat, and reavealed a flower in his hand, it was a daisy which he handed to you.

"What's this for?" You asked him with a chuckle,

"Yeah so, I was saying, you are beautiful just like this daisy and even more. And I just want to appreciate you as much as I can because you deserve it, you are amazing and I don't know what I did to deserve you" your heart fluttered at his words, he always made you feel this way somehow...

"This daisy, it is for a reminder of today and the days to come... The days we spend together..." He said, a certain seriousness etched on his face.

You were breathing hard, you didn't dare to speak and interrupt him in this little confession of his.

"I love you, Y/n... No, I am in love with you, Y/n and I don't plan on stopping..." He finally said,

You smiled gently, your hand reaching up to cup his cheek while you stared at his brown gaze,

"I am in love with you too, Itadori Yuuji, and I don't plan on stopping too" you said, resting your forehead against his,

You noticed him grinning which made a grin forace it's way on your face too,

You were happy and content, as you always were with him... You felt complete and he was the only one who could make you feel that way.

[writeiolite]

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plot: the pandemic cancels most of yoongi’s schedules — he can finally come home to see you and show you the song he’s been working on. but when he gets there, you’re not home alone.

wc: 1,600

a/n: henlo miss @kingkags​, i am delivering u dis :3 ur finally allowed to read it LMAO and thank you ALWAYSSSS for commissioning me again ㅠㅠ anything nice i could say to u at this point would be repetitive so i hope the fic conveys my love for u. pls listen to through the night by iu ♡ 

[ ! ]   if you want to use this fic in a reading video (like ASMR or smth), please dm me and get my permission first

… ♡ — crossposted to my AO3

Certain things only come at night — the moon, the stars, fireflies, you. All of them glowing, all of them serene. All of them like something in a gentle dream meant for those who need to soothe their troubles.

And in a sense, maybe Yoongi is just that. Someone in need of relief, someone who’s spent years overworking his mind and body for goals people can only dream about. He’s someone who can dream of the moon, stars, fireflies, you, and wake up and still have the last one even as his lashes flutter open come daylight.

All through the night, you’re a dream that never stops.

“It’s a miracle I made it through,” he jokes into his phone, staring idly out the window, seeing but not the world in front of him, not when he can imagine the smile on your face when he gets to be home with you. “And now I have months to reward myself.”

You huff out a laugh, the phone wedged between your ear and shoulder as you walk through the kitchen. Even without Yoongi being here, the house still feels like a home. He always made sure to call at nights, mornings too if he had the time and energy, and little housewarming gifts were frequent. There had been jokes that one day he’d buy the wooden H and Y to hang on the wall of the bedroom, a silly mental image of his gifts turning particularly cheesy, like they’re cut right out of housewife designer magazines. Jokes, that’s all they were meant to be, but you both know he loved the laughs he got from you and the smile he saw through the FaceTime call when the aforementioned letters arrived. It’s things like that that keep you both going. The silly antics that seem like he never left for weeks on end to tour, record, practice… they kept you afloat all this time, and he’s finally going to be home again.

“I’m proud of you,” you start, “but are you actually going to spend this time rewarding yourself?”

He can imagine you busying yourself in the kitchen. From the faint scratching sound, he guesses that maybe you’re dragging something across the counter, getting the plates out so you two can eat together for the first time again in months. “Somewhat. I still have to work to make up for tour since quarantine isn’t an actual break. But I’ll get to be at home with you.”

‘And that’s what matters’ is the other half that lingers in the space between you, and neither of you has to say it for twin smiles to dance across your lips. He doesn’t even know how long it’s been since he last saw you — last kissed you — only because he’s spent every day virtually at your side. And still, every reunion feels better than the previous and like the home he’s always known.

You feel like home.

“That’s fine.” More shuffling and then, just briefly, a… high pitched tone. “But when you get here, don’t be mad. It’s okay to be surprised, but don’t be mad when you see what I’ve… done with the place.”

He feels a little carsick with his skepticism at your words. Going back and forth between the background noise and his own fanciful memories isn’t good for him. “Why would I be mad?”

“I dunno.” It’s noncommittal, definitely hiding something that he wants to know but is cautious of as well.

“Hannah,” he warns, voice low.

“I’m just saying! I don’t think you’ll be mad, but just in case.”

It sounds like you trail off, maybe getting distracted for a second by whatever it is you’re hiding. He trusts you, though. It’s rare that you’ve ever given him a surprise he didn’t like, and the more that he remembers past surprises as you change the topic, the more excited he gets.

The ride home ends as soon as he’d hoped, and he doesn’t waste any time to give his polite goodbyes to his driver before rushing through the front door with his bag over his shoulder. You’re already approaching him from the other side, arms winding around him like the moon orbits the earth, unmoving from its familiar home.

“I’m so glad you’re home,” you mumble into his chest, finally being able to savor the haven he provides in his embrace.

“I love you,” he answers suddenly, but it doesn’t feel out of place or out of context. He’s loved you since your first kiss all the same as he’s loved you since this one, where your lips taste like tangerines and your cheeks feel like marshmallows, every part of you so sweet in front of him rather than behind a screen.

“I love you too,” you reply, and the words burst in his chest with another kiss, the saccharine moment soaking him in waves as he pulls you closer, impossibly so. If he could keep you cemented to him then he would; he longs for it more than he realized during his absence, and all the feelings are crashing down on him to wash away his verbal confession. Under other circumstances — ones where all he has is words — he would fear that, but now he can express his fondness in tangible actions, and he��ll be damned before he passes up the opportunity.

His palms move from your face to your waist, wrapping you up again while dropping his bag. He’d rather carry you off to the bedroom than heft that stupid thing anyway. It lands with a thud he barely hears, but it’s the bark that rips him out of his reverie.

The two of you part, him with the surprise you were anticipating and you with a sheepish smile he should have expected. His gaze shifts between you and the alarmed puppy standing next to his bad, its tail curled in as it nervously sniffs the foreign object — like the puppy itself isn’t foreign.

“Say hi!” you encourage, more to your boyfriend than to the dog.

Of course, you would.

“I was expecting more decorations,” he laughs, rubbing his forehead. Disbelief is only the start of what he feels, and anger is the furthest thing from him right now. “Unless it’s a really life-like Roomba.”

You laugh with him now, the two of you creating a melody only meant for lovers. “She was eating my fallen turkey off the floor so I guess she’s a Roomba.”

“Is that what we’re naming her?”

We. You grin at him. He’s already fallen for her that quick, bending down to let her get familiar with him before gently petting her.

“We’re not naming her Roomba. Who said she doesn’t have a name already?” You squat down beside him but he doesn’t even look at you, too enamored with the four-legged angel leaving kisses on his hand.

“I know she doesn’t because we name everything together,” he mentions, and he’s right. Be it your car, the remote, or songs, it was always something reserved for the two of you to fill the gap. It soon became part of the fun of being together.

He’s too busy smiling fondly at her to see the way you look at him, a mix of appreciation and awe. You don’t have the words to say what you feel for him, only left wondering what exactly brought him into your life. You can’t articulate yourself the way he can, but he always finds the right words to say that soothe you and resonate within you.

“I-”

“Speaking of, I have some lyrics I wanted you to see. Maybe you can help me title it too?” This puppy is too damn cute, giving him kisses right on his nose when he picks her up. You were right — he isn’t mad, and now he doesn’t want to let her out of his sight.

You pocket your unspoken thoughts — there’s more than enough time to find the words you want — and the two of you stand and sit at the barstools where you usually do your work together, the puppy in his lap and phone in hand while he scrolls for the note he typed up. For whatever reason, he’s trembling, and he hopes you don’t see. He’s excited but nervous, anxious but eager. This moment is a push and pull of the moon to the waters of his emotions, all rising and falling as he remembers the lyrics he wrote of a dream he had.

He studies you as you read over each line, your expression unreadable and his heart pounding. Do you like it? Do you realize what it’s about? The note is short but you’re still staring at his screen long after you’ve read the last line.

The silence comes to a close when you lean back, cocking your head and brows cutely furrowed. “Where’s the rest of it?”

“It’s not finished.”

“It’s good! Really tender, actually…” You look at him now, little glimmers dancing in your eyes like fireflies. “When will it be done?”

He pauses, trying to hold down his smile as you do the same. As someone who has a way with words, as the person you’ve spent years with, of course, you knew the meaning behind each and every line. He practically took the words right out of your pocket, and pretending is just part of the fun.

“Never,” he mumbles, stamping a kiss to your cheek.

It’s a song about a dream he had — a dream he’s still having despite night being long gone. And when it comes to you, dreams never stop.

thank you so much to @thelittlebirdthattoldyou​ for beta-ing this for me!! ♡ ♡ ♡ 

[raccoonpoptart]

main six with a demigod mc

part two! nsfw ✨

warnings: mentions of sex (it is eros we’re talking about)

genderneutral!

this was requested by @swimmingtragedyobservation ! thank you :) i used this post as a reference, as well as this website. this ended up being super long so i had to edit it a lot 🍓 i think this will be a series now hehe also can you tell muriel is my favorite omg

In this, mc will be a child of Eros (love and sex). Children of eros tend to be very flirty, mischievous, and even sometimes cunning. they are very attractive, keeping a youthful look even as they get older. in some cases, children of eros are fiercely compassionate and loyal to those they care about. Some of their abilities include (only listing the ones that will be mentioned): emotional energy beam, shield of love, archery, relationship detector, feelings manipulation (will only be used in a positive way~). they can even create wings and fly for short periods of time. i like to think children of eros have an aura that radiates pure love.

Asra

you probably only flirted with him once and he was head over heels for you (without you even meaning for it to happen)

both of you have beautiful hair and skin, people tend to be very jealous of how soft and youthful you both always look

you two are ‪inseparable‬! always kissing, hugging, holding hands, etc. basically always touching in some way

once tried to prove how much he loved you, but you did him one better and used your love for him to create an energy beam and burned your names together inside a heart into a fallen tree

he cried

teases you by saying it’s surprising you didn’t use your powers to make him love you as much as he does because he loves you a LOT

constantly tells you how beautiful/handsome you are (let’s be honest, he’s always showering you with all kinds of compliments)

tries to play matchmaker for people with you (“mc, do you want to grab your bow and play cupid today~”)

asks you to use some of your energy to make love potions more potent 🌸 he LOVES love (you even help with sex potions or charms)

you help him with love readings for people when he does tarot

always so amazed whenever you’re able to create wings and calls you angel all the time because of it

you go with him on his trips whenever possible and you love flying with him! not too much because that’s a lot of magic and he would cry if you got hurt

he can sense when you’re close based on your aura and always gets so excited when he knows he’s going to see you

just for fun: i think you guys would make necklaces that glow when you think of each other for when he’s away

(you always have very passionate sex, maybe a little too often~ you both absolutely love being intimate when you’re alone and would use magic of some sorts in bed)

Nadia

always amazed at your beauty and makes sure to tell you how wonderful you look everyday

loves to give you beautiful clothing and make sure your hair is done, especially for important occasions

surprised when you tell her how old you are, cause she must admit she was weary about starting anything with you since you look much younger

she always gives you the nicest gifts like beautiful blankets, your favorite foods, body sprays, soaps, and more

when you told her you were a child of eros, she found it very interesting and asked if you had used your charm on her (“i’m only teasing! who wouldn’t fall in love with you, darling~”)

one of her favorite things is watching you interact with someone who was flirting, you immediately use your powers to make them lose all interest and walk away

loves when you make her room extra beautiful while she’s gone (her favorite flowers on the bed, using your magic to make it always smell like her favorite incense, etc)

finds it hilarious when you whisper about people’s relationships to her (“oh, i knew i sensed a spark between them! do you think any of our friends have been together?”)

adores how compassionate you are and loves to be taken care of by you (although she prefers to pamper you, she won’t pass up an oppurtunity to have your love wash over her)

loves when you leave her secret love letters for her around the palace, especially when you charm them and she can feel your love humming in her chest even if you’re away

she loves kisses on the forehead, on her hands, and shoulders

you never miss out on an oppurtunity to make a grand gesture of love for her! particularly likes when you recite poetry to her and give her flowers

at night you both love taking care of each other, starting with brushing hair, massages, venting, and especially getting her to relax in anyway (she is a countess with tons of responsibility after all)

(sex becomes a very passionate, and intimate thing for you two as well as something that helps heal nadia after particularly difficult days)

Julian

saw your wings once and has not stopped making the “did it hurt when you fell from heaven~” jokes

Flirting Competitions. that’s all

played off his doubt when you told him you were a child of eros by saying something lame like “you’re so breath-taking, i should have expected you’d be not of this world”

you sometimes use your energy beam to draw little hearts for him on his desk (it reminds him to take care of himself when you’re not around)

your aura would get a little addicting for julian

practically melts anytime you touch him because he can just feel your love for him radiating off you

like nadia, he was surprised when you revealed your age because he was expecting you to be wayyy younger

always asks you to pick up on people’s love lives, trying to place bets on if two people have slept together or not (just for fun)

calls you his god/goddess/goddex (genderneutral version), angel, darling, my love and cupid for obvious reasons hehe

did someone say date night every night?? because you guys do <3 even if it’s just little things like sitting outside and looking at the stars together, you both love making time for each other

always kissing or holding each you in some way, he can’t help but feel some comfortable and safe when you’re around

‪definitely‬ reenacts dramatic love scenes with you allll the time

he never thought he deserved love before but now he’s with the literal epitome of love and now he can’t imagine a life without you (please treat him like a god and never hurt him omg)

sometimes gets insecure, and unsure of why someone so gorgeous and caring would love him

you always remind him he deserves love in all kinds of ways when words don’t work (love letters at work, making him charms that make him feel your love and comfort at all times, always pampering him because it’s easy for you to take care of others, etc)

(you guys probably have way too much sex too but it’s just so intoxicating and he lovesss feeling loved you absolutely love being able to show him you love him physically as well, and he’d do anything for you)

Muriel

you have to tone down the flirting a bit but you always make sure to compliment him! too much will make him do the windows xp shutdown noise

both of you make charms for each other, his are protective charms and yours are so he can still feel your aura (so he never feels alone again)

blushes so much every time you shower him with love and after a while he becomes comfortable with being super loving (it does take a long time if we’re being honest)

your aura is very intense for him at first but it eventually becomes something that he finds very comforting and can sense when you’re close

loves how you’re so loving with not only him, but with inanna and the other animals of the forest. your compassion never ceases to amaze him

at the beginning he would probably apologize a lot because you show him so much love so easily and it’s a bit harder for him but eventually realizes because it’s so easy for you, it’s not a burden, you just genuinely love pampering him

sometimes thinks he’s not doing enough but you almost cry every time he gives you a gift because you can feel how much love he put into it :(

even if you’re smaller than him he still loves when you spoon him and run your hands through his hair

making shields becomes so easy for you because of how much love you have for him and inanna but he still feels a bit bad when you use it (he wants to protect you but you slammed that uno reverse card down baby 🌸)

you burned a heart into his table to remind him he’s not alone anymore

you also used your energy beam to make a small inanna drawing on a rock and he loved it so much but all he said was “it’s nice” (you could tell he adored it)

his favorite thing is when you kiss his chest (where his heart is because i love being cheesy)

speaking of cheesy, whenever you hold him you alwayssss drag your finger in a heart shape on him (his favorite is when you do it on his palms or his back)

heart shaped EVERYTHING <3

(sex would always be very special, soft, and sensual because you both make sure to make the other feels as loved as possible)

Portia

absolutely stunned by how gorgeous you are

loves playing with your hair!! she always puts flowers behind your ears and kisses the crown of your head

once you told her, she started making everything heart shaped for you

you started to do the same for her because she almost cried the first time you did

would 100% make the “did it hurt when you fell from heaven” joke just because of your wings

pepi can always tell when you’re close so she alerts portia (cue the loud excited meowing)

love letters become a normal between you two, you always come home to find one slipped under the door (“i was just passing by, had to say hello to you, mc~”) and she always finds one somewhere in her cottage or somewhere you know she’ll find it

once you had pepi send one to her and at first she thought pepi wrote it till she read it then she cried

you guys hug each other ALL THE TIME and you make sure to kiss her cheeks every given chance!!! affection is a big thing for both of you

loves when you pamper her, which is good for you because you absolutely love showering her with love, affection, gifts, you name it (you even burned your names into a tree for her)

plants tons of flowers in her garden just for you!! (ex: flowers that are the same color as your eyes, hair, or your favorite color! she even plants your favorite flowers)

one of her favorite things is when you write love poems for her

whenever you spend the night, your aura would probably linger in her cottage for a while and she loves it so much especially when she misses you

because of that, you “accidentally” leave your clothes there a lot just for her to wear them :’)

(sex would most likely happen any chance you guys get because you’re both busy, but it’s always very heated and tender~)

Lucio

did not expect you to actually like his bad pickup lines

‪definitely‬ didn’t expect you to flirt back either and almost melted on the spot (but had to play it cool)

your intensity is so attractive to him but also so intimidating, he can’t help but be drawn to you

the fact that you love him makes him feel like a god (you find it adorable but make sure he doesn’t let it go overboard)

he would NEVER admit it but he’s jealous of how perfect you look effortlessly (based of the hairline joke asra has made, i’m sure he’d be super envious of your hair since it’s naturally full and beautiful)

does everything he can to show you he loves you just as much as you love him because your love and compassion inspires him to be a better person

ex: buys you everything you want, has paintings done for you, always gives you beautiful clothes and jewelry, has a room made in the palace just for your stuff (but you sleep in his room anyway), etc.

you love to show him how much you love him too, but in different ways! ex: massages, making him sweets, poems, drawings if you’re an artist, constantly telling him he’s doing great and that you love him, etc.

loves making grand gestures of love!! has parties dedicated to you, redoes the garden just for you, and has the entire colliseum redone to your liking (would even have it taken down if you asked)

this man is deeply in love with you

his favorite thing is when you kiss his cheek or his forehead and neck

you once used your energy beam to make an ice sculpture for him but he was devastated when it had eventually melted away

instead, you decided to make him a charmed stuffed animal of a goat (whenever he hugs it your aura washes over him)

he pretended to find it silly at first but he keeps it safely on his bed and hugs it whenever you’re gone

the only times you can get him to relax is when you take baths, or when you give him massages in bed and run your hands through his hair (he absolutely loves this especially when you kiss him tons and tell him how much you love him )

(sex would probably happen often, and it would go back and forth between him doing the most one time, to you doing the most another time. you both love being super intimate and you both love showing each other how much you adore the other)

requests are open!

this is so long oops! it was so fun because honestly with an eros!mc of course every character would feel loved ALL THE TIME! i love this lmao it’s such a cute concept i love love 🌸 i hope you enjoyed and feel free to add on to anything ✨ i love doing greek mythology themed things, so i think i will make this a series :) let me know which god or goddess i should do next! i was thinking aphrodite but maybe it would be too similar to this one. i’m not sure, but i have more ideas 🍓🍓🍓 thankyou

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soulmate! Hoshi (part 2)

@bangtanbride requested: "Can I please request a Part 2 for Hoshi Soulmate au Thank you I love your blog and I hope you have amazing week."

Genre: fluff

Word Count: 1304

Recap: in which the closer you are to your soulmate, you can hear what song their listening too, visa versa (part one)

A/N: supppperrrr late i know :(( i hope you’ve been lovely though <3 thank you so muchhh~~

you thought the music would stop honestly

imagine how excited you and Soonyoung were whenever you both realized you still could hear each other’s songs

because yes it could be inconvenient or annoying

but you never will you ask for anything else

you constantly hear all of Svt’s song’s, meaning you really don’t play music often anymore

so it really gets you when a song flows through your ears, meaningful lyrics and beautiful melody

the song Soonyoung always plays to let you know he’s missing you

and you would both end up playing songs back and forth

‘my heart beats for you, and only you’

‘something in the way you move, makes me feel like i cant live without you’

all the time too

after finding Soonyoung you immediately found a way to transfer to South Korea quickly

meaning hearing his music all the time, seeing him as much as possible 

your one month anniversary came around 

you heading to the practice room

of course you guys celebrated  

yes you guys are that couple

proudly

getting gifts for each other

“you did not have too” your mouth is wide open at the prettily wrapped box Soonyoung hands you

“but I wanted to jagiii” he grins, 

scanning his face, you realize the slight nervousness coming through his smile

“bubby” 

“hmm?” 

“whatever it is I’ll love it”

he stares at you, pouting, “how would you know”

‘because i love you’

but you simply smile, not saying anything

and reach into your bag bringing out a box, wrapped in serenity paper

“i got you something too”

“you-”

“ah ah ah, you got me a gift too so you can’t say anything” you smirk

he gives you a look and pouts, “then why did you”

pushing the box into his arms gently, you press a kiss to his cheek

leaning back, both of your cheeks rose tinted

opening your gift first, a smile immediately lights up on his face

“daebak,” he says under his breathe, so quiet you don’t even hear it

“huh?” you ask tilting your head to look at his facial expression

his head is down with our gift in his hand, grinning so widely his eyes crinkle

he shakes his head, “just open my gift~” 

carefully taking his gift and pulling on the ribbon ever so gently

“oh my god” your head shoots up at him, “you did not” 

he laughs, “i did~” 

looking down at his gift, 

it’s a pair of headphones

the exact same ones you got him

but in a pretty rose gold color

glancing at the ones you got him, in a light blue gray color

“we’re so cute” you laugh

he giggles, “here hold on”

you stand still confused, 

until takes your headphones and puts it around your neck, then getting his own around his

his purses his lips cutely, “there now we’re matching” 

you wrap your arms around his waist, his immediately wrapping around your neck

him looking down at you and looking up at him 

“thank you for being by my side for this past month” 

smiling softly, you lean your head against his chest, “you don’t need to thank me, i’m lucky to have you” 

he hums, “y/n” 

“yes?” you say, tilting your head back up at him 

and his lips twitch into a small smile, eyes twinkling

leaning down he presses his lips to yours

it wasn’t your first kiss with him, but what you feel hasn’t changed at all

your not sure how long you guys stay like that, but your sure nothing and ruin this moment

except maybe Seventeen

“EWWWWW HYUNGS LOOK HOSHI’S MAKING OUT WITH HIS GIRLFRIEND” 

Seungkwan’s familiar voice rings in your ears  

Soonyoung leans his head back and sighs, 

“this kid really”

you chuckle and nudge him, “even when we first met, it’s all in good spirit i guess” 

all the members mischievously slide there way inside the room

your highly amused when you see Soonyoung glare a little 

“heyy guysss,” you say dragging out your words 

they all respond weirdly, side eyeing, extra politeness, smirking, giggling

you can’t help but giggle, hands coming up to your mouth trying to hold it in

Soonyoung snakes his arm around your waist

“do you guys need something?”

stifling your laughter and grasping his arm, you lean your head against his shoulder

“no no no nothinggggg” 

“we can’t just hang?”

they become loud and rowdy, the younger ones running around, playing some game maybe

looking up, you see Soonyoung staring blankly at Jun

‘he’s so hot’ you think

or not

“hmm?” a grin immediately rising up his face as he looks down at you, your eyes meeting

your facial expression remains blank

then you realize 

and shrug trying to hide your embarrassment, not very well apparently

“your adorable” 

leaning in he grins, touching his nose with yours 

“heyyyy!” you squeal unintentionally moving back 

“OOOOH REJECTION!!”

“YAH!” Soonyoung yells ready to walk over there

“YAH!” you yell also, mimicking your boyfriend

all of them stare, confused and lost honestly

“i’m hungry yeah? bubbyyy let’s go!!” 

you run out the room immediately, successful getting you and Soonyoung out of a questioning

“okay but i’m really hungry” he says catching up to you laughing

“then let’s eatttt” 

you two are eaters okay 

like yes there are times when one is not hungry 

but FOOOOOOODDDDDDD

the two of you supporting each other 

he doesn’t let you diet you don’t let him diet 

but you know just eating bomb ass food and moderately

working out together because the best couple ever has to keep in SHAPE

hyping each other up alwayssss

your sitting in the practice room with two of the other boys soulmates

and really your the only extra one out of them

“OOOOHHHH LOOK AT MY BABY GO YOU LOOK GREAT BUBBYYY”

literally they’re only stretching

Soonyoung over there cracking up

“thank youuuuu” 

and winks

you pretending to faint on top of one the other soulmates

no ones really affected anymore like think about how many times they practice and how much Soonyoung wants you there 

basically when are you guys not extra

and when you get a promotion at work

he’s freaking out about what to do

talking with the members, they agree to leave for the night

not after cleaning the dorm and preparing a romantic dinner 

ooooouuuu

leads you inside all gentleman like, 

pulling out the chair for you, pouring your drink

it’ll honestly all perfect

ending the night with ice cream and a cute pun battle because why NOT

“are you a search engine? because you have everything i’m looking for” he says holding up a finger heart

the both of you giggling, you say,

“this might sound cheesy, but i think your really grate” 

and blowing a kiss

him pretending to fall over trying to get it 

“get uppp” you whine laughing

“okay okay” there’s something different in the grin he’s showing you

“look what i found” he says, smoothly holding a bowl of olives in front of you

“what?????” you ask completely confused 

this is a whole nother level for him

holding the bowl out to you, 

“olive you” he smiles, shyly

and it takes to a bit to process this, staring at him with your eyebrows furrows together

until your mouth forms an O

“i love you” he repeats

aiebfowahgsihhihwbeoufanclwoeirklf

is what your thinking

“i love you too” 

you grab his over the table squeezing it tightly

“i really do” 

the air’s filled with lightness and love 

and the two of you cuddling on the couch, enjoying the alone time you guys have

“we’ve committed a crime,” Soonyoung says ending the silence 

“hmm?” you hum surprised

gently cupping your face, he whispers in your ear, almost sending shivers down your back 

“i stole your heart and you stole mine”

|| Seungcheol / Pt. 2 || Jeonghan / Pt. 2 || Joshua / Pt.2 || Jun / Pt.2 || Hoshi / Pt.2 || Wonwoo || Woozi / Pt.2 || Seokmin / Pt.2 || Mingyu / Pt.2 || Minghao || Seungkwan || Vernon / Pt.2 || Dino ||

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