#to soft loverboy?

[rinzler-smoocher]

After a particularly rough day cycle of patrols, capturing insurgents & playing a non-lethal game of Disc Wars with you, you allowed your victor to drop with you to the ground, where he purred aggressively - sounding more like a deep protective growl than anything -, his helmet breaking away so he could cover you in sharp, demanding kisses and stinging, electric love bites at the base of your neck, before he slowly calmed down and lay motionless in your arms, just listening in rapture to your user double beat, the still faster than normal pound of your heart, holding tightly to your body so you couldnt vanish from his hold, with you gently running your hands through his hair and kissing him lovingly here and there as you lie there together, at least happily at peace with one another, trapped in a digital hellscape neither of you could ever leave♡

[mr-inkslinger]

ARTHUR MORGAN who looks Dutch right in the eye and says "Lemme ask the missus first." before going to do whatever Dutch asked him to. He valued your opinion more than his commands.

He'd step into your shared tent, hat in hand, literally. "Dutch asked if I'd go out, sweetheart.." You'd glance over your shoulder and look him up and down. Confused, completely and wholly.

"When will you be back?"

"Nah, see.. that's the thing. Been thinkin', dangerous, I know.. but I don't.. I don't wanna take risks. Never been a good gambler and I'm bettin' things that I don't wanna lose."

You'd give him a big grin, leaning up to kiss him, your hands holding his cheeks as you tugged him down to you. "I'll be the bad guy, let Dutch be mad. You've earned a lifetime of days off, if you were to choose.."

"Now, let's not get crazy, darlin'. We'll start with one day off and see where that gets us."

[teddybeartoji]

toji likes to hold your hand while eating you out. his big hands envelop your smaller ones as his eyes stay glued on your blissed out expression – he's way more romantic than he seems; he's practicing love, he wants to be more gentle. he wants you to really understand that this is more than just sex to him<33333

[mystarjakey]

jake has the most beautiful smile and everytime he pouts an angel is born :( he’s so lovely, il est toute ma vie je l’aime tellement ♡

[kuroppiii]

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you and iwa never had to formally announce you two were "together" when you were in highschool

everyone just figured it out. there were signs.

like how he always had this hard-set, serious expression on his face

but when he looked at you his features softened up like you were all that was good in the world

or when you were talking to him, he wouldn't pay attention to anything or anyone else, his lips lightly parted since he was in so much of a daze listening to what you had to say

or how people would catch glimpses of his smiling, or even laughing, when you were by his side

only his closest friends had seen those kinds of expressions on his face

anyone else who happened to see it after you came into his life almost couldn't recognize him

people who saw him getting something from the school vending machine always noticed him walking away with two snacks, not just one

but then oddly enough they wouldn't see his best friend oikawa with either of those snacks, so who got iwa-chan's second snack? or did he just eat both of them?

then you'd just so happen to come into one of your classes, finishing up a snack from the vending machine even though you were never seen actually at the thing, so where'd you get that one from?

he'd always exit the school gates wearing two backpacks

one of them was yours

it's not even like you couldn't carry it yourself, but he always took it from you without even offering

he just wanted to be of use to you (and maybe also wanted to show off his strength to you a little bit)

eventually, there was even a small keychain that had appeared on hajime's backpack

one that looked awfully similar to one you had on yours

that one was especially easy to notice though, as both backpacks were side by side on hajime's back every day after school, anyway

during volleyball games, despite how most people were paying attention to his best friend as he set the ball for him to hit over the net, if anyone took a little bit of time to observe hajime in that moment

they'd notice how as soon as the ball lands on the other side of the net, his head starts to whip around. it's almost like he's looking for something, someone

and there you were in the stands, every game, happily clapping and cheering the team on but seemingly focused on only one of the players as they rotated positions around the court

then after those games, there was of course a sea of students mobbing the team, but especially the team captain

but amongst those students, there was one singled out from the crowd, and always seen talking to the team's spiker

and that spiker, so confident and daunting on the court, was for some reason acting all fidgety, and rubbing his hands through his hair and on the back of his neck and along his arms, as he talked with this one student

and as the team left, their student posse in lieu, there the two of you were again, slightly trailing off to the side or not far behind the rest

his team jacket was gone off his back and instead draped of your shoulders

the fabric hung loose sort of like a cape but if someone were really looking, they'd be able to catch a peek of your two hands holding each other gently as the passing wind blows the jacket up now and again

but if some people still couldn’t connect the dots, in the middle of the school year some new student came in as a transfer

rumors floated around that the new kid liked you (not like you were really paying those rumors any mind, you had other... priorities you paid attention to on the day-to-day)

well one day when the school day was over, and everyone was at their lockers, getting ready to go home

iwa placing his hand on the corner of your locker door, so that when you get back up from getting something from your bag on the ground you don't bump your head

when the new kid approaches you and complements you and asks if you want to go out with them sometime that weekend

that poor soul, those who knew and overheard from their lockers already started giggling and chuckling

and in a way that set the record straight for anyone else who wasn't aware, you politely declined,

"i'm sorry, but i'll have to refuse. i'm already going somewhere this weekend!"

and as you say that, your bag is already being picked up by your boyfriend–who never lets you lift a finger on your watch, of course

he stands up shouldering both bags with ease, towering over the dejected new kid,

"c'mon babe let's go, we'll miss the train. and i'm buying you a new outfit for our date saturday, no?"

you two never had to flaunt it, but that alone was enough to make it clear as day as the news spread before monday morning homeroom: "l/n and iwaizumi are official, they went on a date last saturday. aren't they the cutest?"

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

as much as i love talking about suguru’s more twisted sides & how insanely overwhelming his devotion is. i do genuinely think he’s theeeee best lover ever…… he’s so soft for you………

[shoutascoffeepot]

im not hating im just saying if you didn’t like aizawa in his natural state of scruffiness and hair down and only liked him when he shaved and put his hair up neatly, yall dont deserve it.

[prettyboykatsuki]

u try to soft launch rin and he literally does not let you btw. u get the subtle selfies but then he goes in ur comments asking why u didnt tag him. fake oblivious

[obsessed-loverboy]

please love me back. please love me back. please love me back. our life together could be so beautiful. don't you want a beautiful life with someone endlessly in love with you? don't you want the safety and security of my soft arms and warm heartbeat welcoming you home? I may not be perfect for you but you're utterly gorgeous inside and out, and maybe we could be perfect together <33

think about it, won't you?

[stevebabey]

ruby hi!!! massive congrats on your milestone, i can't think of anyone more deserving of love than you my dear <33 i'm loving the sights and scenes of hawkins so far, may i request a trip down to lover's lake ❤️‍🔥 "i've had a terrible day at work so just kiss me" from list five with mr loverboy steve harrington? thank you so much love uu and congrats again!!

KAIT HI!!!!! i'm so glad ur enjoying hawkins m'dear and lover's lake with mr. steve harrington? that one's a dreamboat you're a lucky lady hehe <3 thank u thank u im literally giving u a big KISS rn ur so nice to me- i really hope u like this ! i manipulated the prompt a bit & omg accidentally used loverboy u got into my head this so is written for u

Robin's been keeping count of how many times Keith will ask Steve, in a single shift, to re-organise the front display due to inadequacy. That's the word Keith uses. Says it in that terrible drawl in his throat and with those lifeless eyes that don't seem to care when Steve's eye twitches after he's been asked for the third time.

Steve seriously thinks about kicking the entire display to shit.

He nearly does, just to stick it to Keith and permanently his cheeto-dusted fingertips and greasy mop for hair. God, Keith brings out the worst in him. Steve's honestly just stalling at this point, considering he's got about 15 minutes left of this shift. He busies his hands. Doesn't give the perpetually lurking Keith a chance to drag him into some other mindless job.

The 15 minutes crawl by. He's shrugging off his vest 2 mins out, specifically avoiding Keith's gaze as he maneuvers into the break room quickly.

"You're not finished yet, Harrington!" Keith's grating voice follows him in. Steve doesn't let it phase him, gathering his personal items from the employee room without a pause. He can sense Keith behind him in the doorway like a fucking vampire, some villainous presence hovering nearby.

"I could write you up for that, you know that." A crispy crunch. He's still snacking, even as he berates Steve in that bored tone; Steve wonders if today's the day to pick this fight with him. Really considers it. He ends up just clenching his jaw and watching the clock as it ticks over into sweet, sweet free time.

"Sure, Keith. Whatever you say." He grinds out, not even attempting pleasantries. There's a tight smile on his face but it might be a grimace for all Steve cares. He pushes past him and heads for the door.

"Hey Buckley," There it is again, that drawl that drives Steve nuts. "Can you check the front display? Undoubtedly, your Neanderthal friend will have found a way to mess it up and I'm not staying behind to fix it again."

Steve doesn't need to know what Neanderthal means to know when someone's calling him an idiot. He catches the start of Robin's furious glare, whipping towards her manager, but it disappears from view as he pushes out the door. Too hard. It slams against its hinges with a bang.

The steps rush up to meet his feet as he dashes down them. It's all muscle memory, opening the car door, turning the ignition, reversing out of the Family Video parking lot. The road gets swallowed beneath the car as he drives, a titch too fast than the speed limit warrants. Doesn't matter, Steve knows there's a remedy for his bad mood waiting at home.

You're in the kitchen when he gets in the door. He can tell from your shoes, left strewn halfway across the hall and outside the door to the kitchen, like you'd remembered to take them off at the last second. He toes them to the side with a small smile.

You must be in the middle of fixing a cup of something as there's something in your hand that tinks! gently, a teaspoon against porcelain.

Steve leans against the door frame and drinks his fill of love. Watching you be content as ever in his home, haloed in the setting sunlight through the windows, is a special sort of soothe on his soul. He's not sure he'll ever get used to it; or that he wants to.

Steve takes a breath in, thinks back to when you said love? well, love smells like your shampoo to me once, and thinks now that love must smell like the hot chocolate cradled in your hands. Love smells like you in the kitchen, waiting for him to come home.

You turn, catching sight of him. "Steve!"

His chest turns that bit lighter at your excited voice. He smiles and it comes easy. "Hi, sweetheart."

You cross the room to him, abandoning your steaming mug and Steve's arms are already open by the time you reach him. You slide up onto your toes, arms circling his neck, and you're pleasantly surprised when Steve ducks down and buries himself in your neck, his arms around your waist.

"Missed you," He mumbles and releases a sigh. His arms tighten, pulling you closer.

"Missed you too, Steve." You tell him truthfully, running your hand over the back of his head soothingly. You're like a balm to scorched skin, any fleeting bad feelings scampering at your reassuring touches. "Everything okay?"

Steve dredges his head out of his hiding place, staying close. His nose nuzzles against the length of your own, his eyes tired and affectionate.

"Mm." is the non-committal answer he gives you. He presses forward, lips seeking yours but you dodge them and give him a little frown.

"Everything okay?" You check, repeating the question. Steve can't be mad at your insistence, even though you're depriving him of kisses at the current moment. His thumb swipes along your ribcage impatiently.

"I've just... had a terrible day at work," he admits with a sigh. "So, just kiss me? Please."

And how could deny such a sweet request like that? Not when he sounds like your kisses could cure all his ails, could make any bad day a good one.

"Of course, loverboy," you breathe with a grin, eyes searching his face for the usual blush that arises at the pet name. He doesn't disappoint. Cheeks pink and lips even pinker, you tighten your arms around his neck and kiss him warmly. Steve gleefully tastes chocolate on your lips.

"Any time," you murmur when you pull back, and you mean it. Steve takes you up on that without a moment's hesitation.

join the celebration!

[tenthrees]

@usergif 1 year celebration: shuffle challenge day #4: color manip / free choice / last played song ↳ LOVERBOY by Sir Sly

Opening up after deafening loss is definitely hard Let me be happy, I've carried my cross This life is what we make it Done with all the fake shit I only wanna be your lover boy Silly fuckin' loverboy

[sleepynbla]

I'm so sleepy and warm. If only there was someone to curl up next to me and rest their head on my chest as I held them close and we drifted off to sleep together

[s3thwrit3sstuff]

I’m gonna write an omegaverse Toji fic...as a treat...

[renjwoo]

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 🏞️

𝒉𝒊𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒋𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒉𝒂𝒏

[not-over-heaven]

but home is just a room full of my safest sounds...

[kentokrazy]

going off orange theory, choso who you don't even have to ask for an orange because he's already given you a plate of fresh fruit bc he thinks you need a snack