#x y/n fluff

[rhaeheartzsquirrelz]

Wakey Wakey!

Wife Sevika x Female Wife Reader (Fluff)

Waking your wife after a long nap with a surprise (browniesss).

Content: Modern setting. Sevika has both arms :)

Proofread || Note: Hi I’m back… 😅

Neatly placing the brownies on a plate, you carry it to your shared bedroom. The curtains closing off any sunlight from the window, causing the room to be dimly lit. Only illuminated by the light coming the open door, which you closed after entering.

Your wife was laid on the bed, her soft snores breaking the silence as she’d been sleeping for about three hours now. You approached, placing the plate onto the nightstand before sitting on the edge of the bed. A hand brushing hair back from her forehead as you took a second to admire her relaxed face.

Her brows no longer furrowed, her lips parted, and her body still, and limp. Sevika had came come home from work and had knocked out on the couch, you had to prepare the bed for her half-asleep self to crash onto. After a long while, it was time for her wake up. And, to surprise her, you made her favourite. Brownies. She’d sot on the bed and gobble them up in under a minute, always stuffing her mouth while scrolling on twitter.

“Baby? It’s been a while. Wakey wakeyyy.” You lightly tapped on her— causing her to jolt up into a sitting position. “Woah! Baby—“ “What the f— Is something wrong?!”

…

You bursted out laughing.

“No.. no, baby!” A hand over your mouth as you tried composing yourself. “Oh.” Her voice raspy, slightly shaken aswell. Sevika gave you a look of confusion before staring off at the closed door; possibly trying to wake herself up. “I made brownies, and you’d been sleeping for a while so.. I thought I’d wake you up.” You flashed her a smile, brushing your hands against her arm; which made her relax. “Thought someone broke in.” The woman returned a smile before watching you position the plate in her lap.

“For me?” The woman’s lips curled up into a grin, even if she tried masking her excitement it was quite obvious. She took a piece in hand before biting, her brows raised as she chewed. Your eyes met her averted ones as she chewed, looking down at the other three pieces with a fat smile on her face. “You didn’t have to,” “yeah, well I wanted to.”

Sevika always had a soft sport for your brownies, giving you extra affection after seeing you place the tray in the oven. She knew how to make them herself, she had the recipe, but eating the ones you made with your pretty hands? Now that was pure magic. She swore it some sort of witchcraft, how your brownies always turned out perfect.

A groan left her lips, her eyes flickering to you, and then back to the sweet in her hand. “It’s really good, how the hell?…” your wife seemed to be in awe. “Gets better everytime y’make them.” Her husky voice muffled as she took another huge bite. Sevika was really enjoying herself, her attention fixated on the plate in her lap as she munched on each piece. “Glad you like them, baby,” you wipe away a crumb from the side of her lip. “Thought I’d surprise you.” Your cheeky, proud grin making your girlfriend flash one back. “I like them? Holy shit, I love them. Did you make more?” Of course she asked. “A bucket load, I’ll get some.”

“Mm, wait,” your wife took her sweet time chewing, all the while holding onto your hand. “Kiss.” A finger pointed to her lips and you pressed a brief kiss there. “Seriously?” The woman ended up holding the back of your head all the while making out with you for a few more minutes.

Well, making out with you until she was satisfied. Which, would be never.

[kismetarchive]

Simon helps you put on your heels

cw: simon "ghost" riley x fem!reader

"Simon, can you help me love?"

Your back was facing simon, head turned to look at him behind your shoulder.

He was in the middle of buttoning his shirt, a chuckle rumbling out of his chest as he stepped closer to you — calloused hands running along your back, savoring the feeling of his hands on your soft skin. He lowered his head and planted a kiss your shoulder, making the small hairs on the back of your nape rise and a whine fall past your lips.

"Simon." You'd huff out softly, pouting at him for being such a tease.

"Sorry darlin', you just look so beautiful."

He whispered lovingly, planting one more gentle kiss on your exposed shoulder before zipping up your dress.

"You're stunning, love." Simon hummed as he looked at you through the mirror, his hands resting on your hips as he kissed the top of your head.

"We're gonna be late if you keep this up Simon."

"I wouldn't mind that."

You rolled your eyes, wriggling yourself out of his grasp as you walked to where your heels were. Simon followed closely behind, hooking his arm around your waist to stop you from bending down to grab your heels.

"I'll do it for you love."

Simon purred softly, kneeling on one leg as his hands guided your feet to slip into your heels, planting a tender kiss on your knee as you giggled at the soft affection.

"Si—"

You gasped when his lips went further up your leg, immediately grabbing his scalp and pulling him away — a grin on his face as your frowned.

"We can't be late Simon!"

You'd remind him and he'd huff playfully, still smiling as he got up onto his feet and press a kiss on your temple.

"After the party then love?"

"Fine." You'd roll your eyes, but your frown couldn't last when he kept peppering kisses all over your face.

Sneaky bastard, knew exactly how to rile you up and then calm you down. (And he definitely got what he wanted after the party)

「 Masterlist ❤︎ 」

[blushpawss]

period cramps

warning: fluff — soft!sylus taking care of you during your 1st day of period 🩷

main acc: @sushiyuzu

the cramps hit hard, making you double over in bed, clutching at your lower abdomen as the pain radiated through you. you’d tried everything—heating pads, painkillers, lying in every position you could think of—but nothing seemed to ease the discomfort. it was one of those days where your period felt like a heavy weight on your body, and no matter how hard you tried to push through it, you just felt drained.

sylus had been in the other room, giving you space, but it wasn’t long before you heard the soft padding of his feet as he came to check on you. you were curled up on your side, wrapped in blankets, but your face must have given away how much pain you were in.

he sat down on the edge of the bed, his crimson eyes filled with concern. “still bad?” he asked softly.

you nodded, unable to muster the energy to say much. the cramps had you feeling so weak that even answering felt like a chore. instead, you just closed your eyes and tried to breathe through it.

sylus didn’t push for more. instead, he slipped off his shoes and settled himself next to you, his large body filling the space on the bed. without a word, he placed his warm hand on your lower back, rubbing slow circles that were so gentle, you could almost melt into the touch.

“let me help,” he whispered, his voice soothing.

you sighed, grateful for his presence. the way he rubbed your back felt like he was trying to massage the pain away, his hand firm but careful. “it’s just really bad today,” you finally murmured, your voice strained. “nothing’s helping.”

sylus frowned, a flash of frustration passing through his eyes. “i hate seeing you like this,” he admitted, his silver hair falling into his face as he leaned down to press a soft kiss to your temple. “i wish i could take it all away.”

you felt the weight of his words in the warmth of his touch. he always hated seeing you in pain, especially when there was nothing he could do to fix it. but even in moments like this, when all he could offer was comfort, he did it with so much care that it almost made the pain more bearable.

he stood up briefly, disappearing into the bathroom before returning with a fresh heating pad. he carefully placed it against your lower stomach, adjusting it until it was in the perfect spot. the warmth immediately began to soothe the cramps, at least a little.

“here,” he said softly, sitting back down beside you. “try this.”

you gave him a weak smile, grateful for the gesture. “you’re spoiling me,” you mumbled.

“you deserve it, sweetie,” he replied without hesitation. “especially when you’re feeling like this.”

he lay down beside you again, his arm wrapping protectively around your waist, pulling you close against his chest. his body was warm, solid, and the way he held you made you feel safe, like nothing else mattered but making sure you were okay.

“you know,” he said after a few moments of silence, “i read that massaging certain spots can help with cramps.”

you raised an eyebrow, glancing up at him through tired eyes. “did you really?”

he smirked, his crimson eyes twinkling with amusement. “i did. i looked it up earlier.”

“i can’t believe you looked that up,” you muttered, feeling a soft laugh escape your lips despite the pain.

“i’ll do whatever it takes,” he said with a shrug, then started gently kneading your lower back in slow, steady motions. “is this okay?”

you let out a long breath, feeling the tension in your muscles begin to ease under his touch. “yeah,” you whispered, closing your eyes. “that’s perfect.”

his hands worked magic, applying just enough pressure to relax your aching muscles without causing more discomfort. he was slow, deliberate, as if every touch was meant to ease your pain, and you could feel yourself starting to relax under his care.

“just let me take care of you, sweetie,” he murmured softly, his voice low and comforting. “you don’t have to do anything right now. just rest.”

you didn’t argue. the combination of the heating pad and sylus’ gentle massage was starting to lull you into a peaceful state, your body finally beginning to loosen up after hours of tension. the pain was still there, but it wasn’t as sharp, dulled by the warmth of his hands and the feeling of him beside you.

he shifted slightly, pulling you closer so that your head rested against his chest. his heartbeat was steady, a calming rhythm that made you feel more grounded. “i’ll stay right here,” he whispered, his lips brushing the top of your head. “i’m not going anywhere.”

you smiled faintly, your hand resting lightly on his chest as you snuggled into him. “i’m lucky to have you,” you murmured, your voice barely audible.

“no,” sylus replied softly, his hand continuing to rub soothing circles on your back. “i’m the lucky one.”

the two of you lay there in comfortable silence, the world outside forgotten as he held you close. the pain might not have gone away completely, but having sylus there, his warmth, his touch, made it so much easier to bear.

“just rest,” he whispered again, his voice so soft, like a lullaby. “i’ve got you, sweetie.”

[sushiyuzu]

fainted

warning: fluff + comfort — soft!sylus taking care of you after you fainted 💫🫶🏻 [ x mc，x reader ]

a/n: thank you for the lovely request, anon! are you feeling better now? i’m concerned :c pls take care of yourself, okay? <3

anon’s request / link: click here

- second acc: @blushpawss

“you know… i don’t think i’ve ever seen a night like this,” you said softly, looking up at the stars shining in the dark sky.

the air was cool and fresh, wrapping around you like a gentle breeze as you and sylus walked down the almost empty street. it was quiet, with only the distant sound of crickets and the occasional rustle of leaves.

you and sylus had discussed and planned this night out a few days ago, even though he lived far away in a place called onychinus. it was a big dangerous city far from linkon, where you lived. getting to linkon from onychinus took him hours, but he didn’t seem to mind.

never to him at all, when it comes to you.

“distance isn’t a problem,” he had told you over the phone, his voice calm and steady. “i’ll be there. all you have to do is say yes.”

of course, you had agreed. the thought of him driving all that way just to spend time with you made your heart race. you could almost hear him smile through the phone when you said yes.

“then it’s a plan,” he replied, as if the long drive was nothing.

now, as you strolled outside together under the night sky, you felt grateful. he had come all this way just to be with you. when he arrived, you felt a thrill seeing him step out of his sleek black car, his eyes finding yours as he walked toward you.

sylus looked at you from the side, his expression hard to read as always, but there was a slight smile at the corner of his mouth. “guess it’s not often you’re out this late,” he said, his voice low and smooth, with a bit of his usual confidence. even though he was usually serious, you had learned to see the small ways he showed his softer side—mostly when he was with you.

and you find that adorable, however.

“maybe not,” you replied, a lighthearted tone in your voice. “but i like it… it’s peaceful.”

you had been walking together for a while, enjoying the cool night air. he had suggested this place earlier—a quiet little park just outside the city, away from the bright lights and noise. with the moon low in the sky, shining soft silver light on the path, it felt like a different world, one where time slowed down, and it was just the two of you.

you felt a small warmth in your chest that grew stronger when you were with him. the way he walked a bit closer to you tonight, his hand sometimes brushing against yours, made your heart beat a little faster. there was something calm and charming about him that made you feel safe, even when you felt a strange dizziness you couldn’t shake off. you had been feeling a bit off since earlier, but the moment felt too perfect to ruin with your worries. maybe it was nothing—a little tiredness or a chill in the air.

maybe.

“are you sure you’re alright?” he asked suddenly, his eyes focused on you as he noticed you swaying a bit. sylus had a way of noticing things that others might miss, and his attention to detail was almost surprising.

“yeah… i’m good, really,” you assured him, managing a small smile. “just a little lightheaded.” you laughed softly, trying to brush it off, though you could feel his gaze linger, a crease forming on his brow.

he didn’t buy it; you could tell by how he slowed his steps and focused completely on you. “we don’t have to keep walking,” he said, stopping and looking down at you with a mix of concern and determination. “we can go back to the car if you need to rest for a bit.”

“no, no… i’m fine, really,” you insisted, trying to sound convincing, but even to yourself, it felt weak. you wanted to stay and enjoy just a few more moments of this rare peace with him.

but that’s when it happened.

you felt the world tilt, the stars above becoming blurry and slipping away. your knees felt weak, and your vision faded to a soft blur. before you realized it, the ground seemed to disappear beneath you.

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when you opened your eyes, everything felt different. the cool night air was still there, but it felt warmer now, and you understood why—it was sylus. he was holding you in his arms, his strong grip supporting you. his expression was unusually soft, showing a rare vulnerability in his normally steady gaze. his voice was quiet, but it felt like a warm blanket around you.

“hey… you’re awake,” he said, relief laced in his tone. “just take it easy.”

you blinked, still feeling a bit confused, trying to understand what was happening. “what… what happened?” you asked softly, your voice shaking. it was a strange feeling to be so vulnerable, and the look in his eyes—something like worry—made it feel even more real.

“you fainted,” he said, his voice softer than you had ever heard. one of his hands was gently on your back, holding you close, while his other hand held yours, making you feel secure. “just breathe, okay? you’re safe.”

a wave of embarrassment washed over you as you realized what had happened. “i… i’m sorry,” you mumbled, feeling a flush rise to your cheeks. “i didn’t mean to scare you…”

“don’t apologize,” he said, his voice strong but soft with unexpected kindness. “it’s not your fault. if anything, i should have noticed sooner.” he changed his grip a little, gently brushing his thumb along your shoulder in a way that felt almost unreal.

you took a shaky breath, feeling a little more steady, but still shaken by everything that happened. fainting was something you had never experienced before, and how sudden it was made you feel vulnerable, like you were on unsteady ground. “it… it’s never happened before,” you whispered, looking up at him, trying to hide the fear still in your eyes. “i didn’t know what to do…”

his gaze softened even more, which was rare to see. “you don’t have to know what to do. that’s what i’m here for,” he said quietly, his fingers tracing gentle circles on your shoulder, his touch comforting. “it’s okay to lean on me, you know? you don’t always have to be so strong.”

his words wrapped around you, calming the panic in your chest. sylus was always a loving presence, and even in moments like this, his affection shone through. every gentle touch and soft word felt like a promise that he would always be there for you. he helped you sit up, keeping his arm around your shoulders to steady you, his grip strong and reassuring.

“still dizzy?” he asked, his voice soft but full of quiet concern that made your heart ache in a good way.

“just a little,” you admitted, feeling a bit more stable now but still grateful for the warmth of his arm around you. “thank you, sylus… really. i don’t know what i would have done without you.”

he let out a soft laugh, shaking his head a little. “you think i’d let you faint without doing something?” his lips turned up into a small smile, a hint of his usual bold confidence coming back. “besides, if it’s you who needs me, i don’t mind being a little less… myself.”

his words made your heart skip a beat, and their meaning settled over you. for someone like sylus, who was so confident and calm, it meant a lot to know he would let his guard down just for you. he wasn’t just saying it—he was showing it with every careful movement and every gentle touch.

after a while, he helped you get back up, guiding you carefully to a nearby bench under the trees, where the moonlight filtered softly through the leaves. you both sat there in comfortable silence, your small hand still held tightly in his large hands, his thumb tracing gentle circles on your skin.

“just promise me something,” he murmured, breaking the silence, his voice barely above a whisper.

“anything,” you replied, meeting his gaze.

“next time, don’t hide it. i’d rather know you’re not okay than find out like this,” he said, his eyes serious and filled with so much unspoken care.

you nodded, giving his hand a gentle squeeze. “i promise.” then, you leaned your head against his shoulder, letting the quietness of the night surround you both. you knew that as long as he was beside you, you’d never have to face anything alone again. as you sat there, sylus kept his arm draped around your shoulders, steadying you with every gentle movement. he didn’t let go, as if to reassure you that he wasn’t going anywhere. a soft breeze rustled through the trees, bringing the scent of night-blooming flowers. even though the air felt cool against your skin, his presence kept you warm.

“let’s get you some water,” he said, his voice a smooth murmur, laced with concern. “i parked a little ways back. can you stand?”

you nodded slowly, still feeling a bit shaky, but his hand on your back gave you strength. he helped you rise from the bench, his touch careful yet firm. as you swayed slightly, he immediately moved closer, wrapping an arm around your waist. “easy now,” he said, his voice low but steady. “i’ll take you.”

with surprising ease, he lifted you off the ground, cradling you against him. the warmth of his body enveloped you, and you instinctively relaxed in his hold. it felt both comforting and safe, easing the fear that had been building in your chest. you caught the glances of a few passersby, but in that moment, all you could focus on was sylus.

“hold on tight,” he said with a hint of a smirk, though you could hear the seriousness beneath it. “i promise i won’t drop you.”

as he carried you toward his car, the world around you began to blur, the sounds of the night fading into the background. the soft crunch of gravel beneath his shoes was the only noise as he approached the sleek vehicle parked a few meters away. when you reached the car, he gently opened the passenger door and carefully placed you inside.

“there you go,” he said, his tone lightening as he made sure you were settled in comfortably. “now, just relax for a moment. i’ll be right back.”

you watched him as he closed the door and walked toward a nearby convenience store. he moved with a smoothness that always caught your attention, even in a rush. his broad shoulders were strong and made his waist look smaller. you could see his biceps flexing slightly as he walked, showing off the muscles under his fitted shirt. his abs were well-defined, tightening a little with each step he took.

when he turned to look back at you, the streetlights lit up his strong jaw and the light stubble on his face, making him look even more charming. you leaned back in the soft leather seat, still feeling a bit dizzy but thankful he was there. the cool air from the car’s air conditioning felt nice against your skin.

as he went into the store, you admired how he carried himself, a mix of confidence and grace. it was always nice to see him move like that, reminding you how strong and supportive he was, especially in moments like this. you felt warmth inside, not just from his presence but from how much he cared for you.

after a few moments, you took a deep breath, trying to shake off the lingering light-headedness. sylus returned quickly, a water bottle in one hand and a small bag in the other. he climbed back into the car, his expression a mix of relief and determination.

“i got you water and some snacks,” he said, handing you the bottle first. “you need to stay hydrated.”

you unscrewed the cap, taking a few small sips, the coolness refreshing against your dry throat. sylus watched you carefully, his gaze never leaving your face as if he was making sure you were okay. once you finished drinking, he handed you a small pack of crackers.

“here, eat these,” he urged, his voice low and steady. “it’ll help with your energy.” you took a cracker, nibbling at it while he kept his eyes on you, his presence calming you.

“thank you for coming back so quickly,” you said, feeling a warmth spread through your chest at his care.

“wouldn’t dream of leaving you alone after that,” he replied, his tone casual yet sincere. “not a chance.” he settled back in his seat, his body angled toward you, ready to offer support at a moment’s notice.

as you continued to nibble on the crackers, he leaned closer, his hand finding yours, fingers intertwining in a comforting grip. “you scared me, you know,” he admitted quietly. “when i saw you sway like that, it felt like the world stopped for a moment. i just... i couldn’t let anything happen to you.”

the weight of his words settled between you, his usual confident facade dropping just enough for you to see the worry behind it. you felt a swell of emotion in your chest, and you squeezed his hand tighter.

“i’m sorry,” you said softly, feeling guilty for causing him concern. “i thought i could handle it.”

“it doesn’t matter,” he replied, shaking his head slightly. “just promise me that if you ever feel off again, you’ll tell me right away. no hiding it.” his voice held a firm yet gentle tone, as though he was reminding you once more, giving you a silent promise that he would always be there to help.

“i promise,” you said, feeling reassured by his care. the way he was looking at you made you feel safe, like nothing could hurt you as long as he was by your side.

after a while, you started to feel more like yourself, the snack helping to ease the light-headedness. as you leaned back in your seat, you took a moment to appreciate the night sky outside the window, the stars twinkling brightly against the dark backdrop.

“do you want to stay here for a little while longer?” he asked, noticing your gaze. “i can turn the car on for a bit if it gets too warm.”

“i think i’d like that,” you replied, feeling a sense of calm wash over you.

he nodded and turned on the car, filling the interior with a soft hum. he shifted in his seat to face you fully, resting his arm casually against the back of the passenger seat. “tell me more about what you want to do when you feel better,” he said, a teasing glint in his eyes. “i’m all ears. and i’ll always be right by your side, even if it means facing any challenges.”

as his warm words wrapped around you, you realized that what happened earlier was behind you. in this moment, with sylus next to you and the stars shining bright above, everything felt right again.

[luvst4rc0r3]

“Fireworks”

Poly!Timebomb x GN!Reader

WARNINGS:None

WORD COUNT: 561

NOTE:Established relationship. No specific timeline for this one.

The hideout was unusually quiet tonight. It wasn’t like Ekko or Jinx to leave you to your own devices for too long—one of them always found a way to pull you into their orbit.

But now? The Firelights were out on a mission, Ekko was preparing for his next grand plan, and Jinx… well, who knew what Jinx was doing?

You leaned back against a old crate, watching the dim light from a nearby lantern flicker. Zaun’s chaos still raged outside, but here, within the hideout, it felt almost peaceful. Until—

“Boo!”

You jumped, nearly knocking over the lantern. “Jinx!”

She was doubled over laughing, her braids swaying as she snorted uncontrollably. “You should’ve seen your face! Priceless.”

“Yeah, yeah,” you muttered, trying not to smile. “What do you want?”

Her grin widened as she plopped down next to you, smearing paint on the crate with her fingers. “What? Can’t a girl hang out with her favorite person?”

“Where’s Ekko?”

“Sulking over some gadget that isn’t working,” she said with a dismissive wave of her hand. “Boring stuff. I thought we could do something fun.”

“Define ‘fun,’” you said warily.

Her blue eyes sparkled with mischief. “Fireworks.”

“Jinx—”

Before you could protest, she grabbed your arm, pulling you to your feet. “Don’t be such a stick in the mud! It’s gonna be amazing.”

By the time you reached the rooftop, Ekko was already there, arms crossed and scowling.

“Jinx,” he started, his tone heavy with warning. “I told you there are no fireworks in the middle of the city.”

“Oh, come on!” She twirled a sparkler in her hand, the bright glow reflecting off her wild smile. “It’s just one little show. For them.”

Ekko’s eyes flicked to you, and his expression softened. You felt your heart skip a beat under his gaze, the way he looked at you, like you were the only thing in Zaun worth slowing down for, always left you breathless.

“Fine,” he sighed, running a hand over his hair. “But only if it’s safe.”

“Safe?” Jinx scoffed, lighting the sparkler with a quick flick of her wrist. “Where’s the fun in that?” She complained, dramatically throwing her arms up in the air.

The three of you ended up on the highest rooftop in the area, the perfect vantage point to light Jinx’s chaotic creations. You stood between them, watching as Jinx handed you a smaller firework, her hands brushing against yours.

“You do the honors,” she said with a wink.

“Uh, are you sure this is a good idea?” you asked, glancing nervously at Ekko.

He shrugged, a small smile tugging at his lips. “I’ll make sure nothing blows up—well, except the fireworks.”

You chuckled, feeling a warm flush creep up your neck. You trusted them both, despite their wild tendencies.

As you lit the fuse, Jinx threw her arms around your shoulders. The fireworks shot into the sky, exploding in a burst of brilliant color. Red, blue, and gold sparks rained down, lighting up the night.

Ekko leaned closer, his voice low. “Not bad, huh?”

You turned to find him watching you, not the fireworks. His gaze was soft, unguarded, and you swore the world tilted just slightly.

“Yeah,” you murmured. “Not bad at all.”

Jinx, her smile as wide as the sky. “See? Told ya it’d be fun.”

For once, you couldn’t argue.

GUYYYSSS‼️‼️‼️

People have to make more Poly!timebomb🙏🙏🙏

I want sleep

[hsunrry]

fairy lights // one shot

harry styles x fem!reader

summary: just some fluffy smut about y/n first time with Harry. based on this request.

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words: ~2,3k

warnings: smut18+, fluff, first time, fingering, oral (f receiving), protected sex, aftercare

a/n: i’m sorry if it’s kinda off, but i’m sick and i tried my best to post this today!

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he was probably the best what ever happened to you. you know each other since you were kids, but when you finally decided to try something more you just couldn’t be happier. for three months now you were officially together and a month ago you started the last year of high school with him. since you were a virgin and he was very aware of that, you two didn’t had sex just yet and he wanted to make sure you were completely ready for that. of course, you were doing such a stuff like oral etc, but when it was coming to something more you were just kind of scared. although, lately you were thinking about it and you were sure you wanted to take that step, so when you felt him wrapping his arms around you from behind when you were standing by your locker, you immediately smiled. “morning, sunshine.” he kissed the crook of your neck softly.

“morning, baby.” you turned around, looking up at him.

“you look very pretty, as always.” he whispered, leaning to kiss you. you smiled against his lips.

“thank you, all for you.” you whispered against his lips. he smiled back, pulling you into hug, holding you tightly against his chest. your cheek was pressed to it. “i was actually thinking about something…”

“oh yeah? what’s on your mind?” he pulled back slightly to look down at you, small smile playing on his lips as his eyes were full of curiosity.

“so…” you bite inside of your cheek while looking at him. “my dad surprised my mom with spa weekend and i thought you could keep me company when they’re out of town.” he grinned wide at your words.

“me and you alone in your house? for whole weekend?” he leaned to nuzzle his nose against yours. “sounds perfect to me.”

“and we could…” you started. “try, you know…”

“oh, you mean…” his eyes widened slightly as he caught your meaning. he swallowed hard. “are you sure, love? you know i don’t want to rush you or anything.” he said softly, even if excitement was sparkling in his eyes at the thought.

“i know, it’s the last thing you’d do.” you smiled. “but i think i’m ready.” he grinned, pulling you into another hug.

“i’m happy you feel that way.” he kissed the top of your head, whispering into your hair. “i love you so much.”

“i love you too.” he tilted your chin up to give your lips long kiss. when he pulled back he smiled. “so, when i should be at yours on friday?”

“6 pm?”

“6 pm it is. i’ll bring everything necessary, you don’t worry about anything, sunshine.” he caressed your cheek with his thumb. when friday comes you heard him knocking on your doors a little after 6 pm. you opened them with a smile. he was holding two shopping bags in one hand and his backpack with clothes in the other.

“hey, sunshine.” he leaned in to kiss you briefly before stepping inside. “i went for quick shopping.” you locked the doors behind him, looking at him curiously. he only smiled innocently, putting bags and backpack on the couch and pulling you into a hug. his hands went down to grab your ass. “you look absolutely gorgeous.” he murmured, leaning to kiss your neck. you tilted your head to the side to give him better access. after quick make out session you went to your room. everything was happening fast, but it wasn’t a problem with him. he grabbed small remote, turning on fairy lights that were attached to your walls. he turned off the main lights, approaching you and laid you down on your bed with him. you caressed his cheek when he hovered over you, making him nuzzle into your touch. “are you nervous, baby?”

“i guess not anymore, i trust you.” you smiled softly. “besides, we already did other stuff.” you shrugged. he chuckled softly.

“yes, but it’s different and i want to make sure you’re comfortable with everything.” he sat up slightly, looking at you with concern in his eyes. “i’ll go slow and we can stop at anytime, okay?” you nodded at his question. he smiled warmly at you and leaned down to kiss you slowly, his hands roaming over your body. he took his time exploring every inch of you, his touch gentle and tender. “you’re so beautiful, inside and out.”

“so are you baby, but i think you know that.” you smiled. he blushed slightly at your words. he started to kiss down your jaw, neck and collarbone, pausing to look up at you as his hands reached the hem of your t-shirt, seeking for silent permission. when you nodded, he slowly took it off you, revealing your naked breasts to him. his touch was reverent as he cupped them gently. he leaned down to kiss them.

“you’re perfect.” he murmured against your flesh. “i love you so much.” he said, looking up at you with love-filled eyes.

“i love you too.” you gripped the hem of his t-shirt. he sat up to allow you to take it off. he tossed it aside and leaned back down to kiss you, his hands roaming over your body, he slowly unbuttoned your jeans.

“is this okay?” he asked against your lips.

“it’s more than okay.” you smiled softly. he slowly slid your pants down your legs, tossing them aside. he paused to appreciate the view, his eyes filled with love and lust.

“you have no idea how much i want you right now.” he said softly, before leaning down to kiss your inner thighs gently. you were looking at him this whole time, feeling arousal spreading in your whole body. he kissed and licked your inner thighs, his breath hot against your skin. he looked up at you, his eyes burning with desire. “i need to taste you.” his voice trembling with need. you nodded with small smile. after he took off your panties he immediately dove between your legs, his tongue delving into your pussy, licking and sucking on your clit. he groaned against you. “fuck, you’re so sweet.” he mumbled into you, his fingers spreading your lips apart, so he could eat you out better. you moaned, your breath went heavier already. he continued, his tongue exploring every inch of you. he slid a finger inside of you, pumping in and out slowly. “how does it feel, my love?” his voice muffled as he added another finger, stretching you gently.

“so good, as always when you do it.” you gasped. your hand going into his hair to hold onto something. he smiled against you at your words, encouraged by your reaction. he started to thrust his fingers faster, curling them inside you to hit your g-spot. his tongue swirled around your clit, stimulating the sensitive bud. he added third finger, to prepare you better for his cock. your back arching at the sensation, making him growl. he continued to push his fingers for few more seconds, his mouth sucking on your wet folds. when he knew you were stretched nicely he withdrew his digits, kissing his way back your body to your lips. you kissed him back eagerly, your hands going to waistband of his pants. his hips pressing against you, begging you to touch him. he broke the kiss to quickly remove his pants and boxers, his hard cock sprang free. he stroked himself few times, reaching into the bag for box of condoms. he tore the wrapper with his teeth and rolled it onto his length. he settled between your legs, guiding his tip to your entrance. “are you completely sure, sunshine? remember that we can stop at any moment.” he caressed your cheek.

“i know, i’m ready.” you smiled, pecking his lips.

“it might be a little uncomfortable at first.” he smiled back at you and slowly started push forward, his face contorting with pleasure. he took his time, rocking his hips back and forth, making sure he wasn’t hurting you, until he was fully buried inside you. he paused, giving you time to adjust. you moaned at little sting at first, grabbing his forearm. he kissed you softly, his hips slowly pulling back and thrusting again. he set a slow rhythm, his hips rotating with each thrust to stimulate you more. “you feel so good, love.”

“fuck.” you gasped against his lips.” it feels good, so good.” he grinned at your words, increasing his pace, his hips snapping against yours. he buried his face into your neck, his breath hot against your skin.

“wrap your legs around my hips, sunshine.” he gasped against you, his voice muffled. you quickly did what he asked for, his one hand going to grab your butt. new angle allowed him to go even deeper. his lips found yours again, his tongue delving into your mouth as his body was pressing against your most sensitive places. your hands slid onto his back, making him shiver when your nails lightly grazed his back. he thrust into you slightly harder, his body tensing as his release neared. he reached between your bodies, his fingers finding your bundle of nerves and rubbing tight circles. “come with me, my love. squeeze me tight.”

“fuck, Harry.” you gasped, your head snapping back. his fingers quickened, pushing you closer to the edge as he groaned against you. “yes, oh god!” you cried out, clenching around his cock when you finished. your legs that were wrapped around him shook slightly. he let out low growl, his voice muffled against yours skin when he buried it into your neck. his movements stopped after few thrusts before stilling and emptying himself inside the condom. you were laying flush against each other, breathing heavy. he peppered soft kisses along your neck, his fingers tracing patterns on your back. he nuzzled his face into your chest, listening to your heartbeat.

“i love you, so much.”

“i love you too, so much.” you smiled, kissing the top of his hair. “i’m glad we did it, it really felt amazing.”

“it’s was perfect, just like you.” he looked up at you, his eyes filled with warmth and love. he slowly pulled out of you, making you squirm slightly. he disposed of the condom and came back to bed, pulling you into his arms. “how do you feel? sore?”

“no, not yet at least. we’ll see tomorrow.” you smiled and he chuckled softly at your words.

“how about taking a relaxing bath together, what do you think, sunshine?” he kissed your forehead few times. you looked up at him with a nod. he grinned, giving you quick peck on your lips. “i’ll run the bath then. you stay here and rest, i’ll come back for you in a moment.” you watched him go to ensuite bathroom. he returned few minutes later, the scent of lavender and vanilla filling the air. he scooped you up in his arms, cradling you against his bare chest. “the water is perfect. i put some scents and bubbles too. oh, and candles.”

“how am i so lucky?” you smiled. he smiled back, carrying you to the bathroom. he gently lowered you into the warm, bubbly water before slipping in behind you. he pulled your back against his chest, wrapping his arms around you.

“i’m the lucky one here. besides, you deserve all the love and romance in the world, my sunshine.” you leaned your head on his shoulder, smiling at his words. in response he nuzzled his face into your neck, his arms tightening around you. he reached for the washcloth and some body wash, lathering it up before he began to gently wash you. he started at your shoulders and worked his way down, his touch tender and loving.

“that’s nice.” you said quietly, relaxed in his arms. he hummed softly against your neck. he took extra care cleaning between your thighs.

“i just want to take care of you, my love.” he kissed your neck softly.

“you’re the sweetest, baby.” he smiled, his hands continuing their soothing motions on your skin. he turned your face towards his, capturing your lips in tender kiss.

“and you’re the most amazing woman in the world. i’m so happy i get to love you.”

“i’m so happy with you, Harry.” you smiled against his lips. “i feel like the luckiest woman in the world that i have you.” he deepened the kiss, his tongue caressing yours. he pulled you closer, his body reacting to yours even after you just made love. he broke the kiss, his forehead resting against yours.

“i feel the same way, my sunshine. we’re both lucky to have each other.” he traced your cheekbone with his thumb.

“i love you.” you whispered. he sighed contentedly.

“i love you so much, baby. so much.” he nuzzled into your neck. after you both walked out of the bathtub and put some clothes to comfortably sleep in, you went to laid by his side under the covers. he grabbed some snacks he bought from the bag and you turned on the tv that was attached in front of your bed to the wall, putting some netflix on.

“that’s perfect.” you whispered after few minutes of watching and eating. he grinned and leaned in to kiss you. his hand absently caressing your arm as the movie played.

“i love our movie nights. they’re one of my favourite things.” he pulled you closer.

“what’s the others then?” you chuckled softly.

“well, obviously making love to you is now here as well. and waking up next to you when we have a chance, hopefully every morning in the future. and hearing you laugh. and… yeah, pretty much everything that includes you.”

[ladybyakuya]

are we still friends? + (togame jo, sugista kyotaro,choji tomiyama,kota sako)

cws. | gn!reader, headcanon + scenarios format, sorta character study, fluff, angst, comfort. | redirect to blog navigation.

syn. | How do they react to confession when the feelings are mutual?

notes. | omg! here's part two. read part one here. enjoy <3

☆ Togame Jo : "Did Choji put you up for this?" Togame enquires with a sharp tone, eyebrows ever so slightly growing close to each other that it goes away when you blink. The question hits you like a stone on your head. Why would he do that? unless . . . he already did that what's it got anything to do with him? Did Choji pull a prank like this before? and he might have liked them. . . and might not have. . .pushing the thoughts aside  you ask keeping your voice as even as possible,

"Would your answer be any different if that wasn't the case?" Of course, he has his wall high up. Not only that, the surface of the wall is full of sharp spikes so that no one can climb, not even you. It is no surprise that he would be so rude when a wave of affection washes over him. You force a smile upon your face and look down. The empty bottle of the cold drink containing a marble ball that was circling a while ago comes to a halt now. That's right. He should not have said that out loud. It is surprising in the first place when someone like you, so far away from his world is into him and it is even more surprising when you have the heart to confess. He did not mean to sound rude. . .It's just that . . .

"Sorry, I should not have asked that." He says trying his best he can to keep himself. He takes a quick glance at you through the corner of his eyes. Even for a split second, he saw your lips trembling. He curses himself keeping the bottle aside on the bench. "Well, no." His voice is so low, so meek that he has to clear his throat and straighten up before speaking. "No. Absolutely not. My answer would not change." was he scared? wait, he is . . . scared? He has never been the one to pray to God but now, at this moment with all his heart he asks the heavens not to let you cry. He does not wish to witness that since he does not know how to handle it. He has only been known to handle things with violence and dominance, not with talking and kindness. He takes off his glasses and stands up to face you who is still sitting on the bench head down as if gravity is growing stronger at each second. You feel a wind pass by before a cloth rests on your back, embracing your shoulders. You look up with eyes full of water up to the brim. "That's . . . that's my way of telling."

It takes a moment to sink into you what he actually meant and wear his jacket properly thinking how emotionally constipated he is. what is this? A competition? you let out a long hum.

"that's all you have to say?" Togame says impatiently. "I tell you that you like you and all you say is "hmm", huh? You grin from war to ear, and standing up you pinch his cheeks. He does not recoil like a spring-like you expected him to.

"Yeah. You said that now." Togame looks away unable to meet your water-full eyes anymore, warmth spreading over his cheeks, ears and even neck.

★ Sugishita Kyotaro

Sugishita's world is totally mapped out and it all revolves around Umemiya-san. But the moment you said you like him, his everlasting face of boredom did not do much except his eyebrows grew closer together. Is that the face of a surprised person? You ponder but it is meaningless because his eyes are onto you and all he is doing is to inspect you. If the wills and worlds had the potential he would put you under microscope. But even with so much effort all he does is to ask the most stupid question ever. “Do you? Do you really like me? You nod since your throat has become dry. He chins his face for a second and then turns towards you asking with a mellowed tone, “Is it the “i like you as a lover” or ...?” He does not get to finish his sentence while you cover your face and nod tremendously. almost five times in a row. His eyes spread wide. You are covering your face. You do not wish to see his reaction, nor prepared for the answer he is about to give. You feel a feather touch around your wrists as he whispers, “i do too. I like you too.” as he peels off your hand carefully. As someone who is known to be only talking with fists he certainly is not rigid and rough with you. He holds your hand as you look at him for a few seconds and then guides your palms over his cheeks. “y/n-san, Tell me again that you like me and I'll tell you again.” he says sinking in to your touch.

☆ Choji Tomiyama

"Huh?" It was all he could say when those magical words came out of your mouth. Within a blink of your eyes, he jumps so high that you feel if he really wanted, he could touch the sky. Then his cheeks puff a little before a devasted choice of words escapes his mouth,“It’s not fair. I wanted to say it at first,” When it registers in your head you think he might have misheard you so you try to say again but he quickly grabs your hand saying, “Why didn't you give me heads up? I wanted to tell you first that I like you. It's not fairrrreee.” if anything's is unfair is that how a leader seems to act in such a childlike manner but it's okay. This is why you fell for him. He stops whining and says in one breath, "So, then I'll be the one to take you on a date. " he is still holding your hand.

★ Kota Sako

For someone who's eyes are always glued on Hiragi, movements and talks trying to imitate Hiragi he certainly is more than aware of himself and his surroundings. You expect him to brush away your plea when you ask him to stay after the class or even just decline you by saying that he is busy or the worst: simply ignoring you even after hearing. But none of that happens. He waits for you after the class patiently, listens to all you have to say, and then says, "I'll think about it." while internally practically panicking so hard that his head starts to hurt by the time he reaches home. When you reach home, you get a text from an unknown number saying, "So, let's date then. -Sako."

[midnightwritingsessions]

Promises of forever

Summmary: Louis planned a special date night for the both of you, where unbeknownst to you he planned to give you a promise ring. [1.1k]

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The soft hum of your curling iron filled the bathroom as you carefully wrapped a section of your hair around the hot barrel. Tonight wasn’t just any date night, Louis had insisted it would be ‘special’. Though he hadn’t given you much to go on, you could tell by his excitement and how much effort he’d put into planning that he wanted everything to be perfect. His cryptic hints and mischievous smile over the past few days had only heightened your anticipation. You’d spent the afternoon pampering yourself with fresh nails, styled hair, and a simple but elegant black dress that fit you like a dream. As you added the final touches to your makeup, you couldn’t help but feel a flutter of excitement. Whatever Louis had planned, you knew it would be memorable.

Meanwhile, Louis sat on the edge of the bed in your shared apartment, fidgeting with the small velvet box in his hands. His thumb traced the edge of it as his mind raced. “What if I muck this up?” he muttered to himself, shaking his head. He’d never been nervous about speaking to you before, you had a way of putting him at ease, making him feel completely at home. But tonight, with this ring in his pocket, he felt the pressure. He thought back to the moment he’d decided on the promise ring. It had been a few weeks ago, during a lazy morning at home. You were curled up on the couch in one of his oversized hoodies, laughing at something on the telly, and he’d felt it so strongly. The certainty that you were it for him. That he wanted to spend his life with you. He’d thought about proposing outright, but he didn’t want to rush it not because of doubt, but because he wanted it to be perfect. This ring was his way of telling you how serious he was about your future together, a promise of everything to come.

Louis took a deep breath, slipping the box into his jacket pocket. “You’ve got this” he murmured to himself before heading out to meet you in the living room. When Louis saw you waiting by the door, he stopped in his tracks, his mouth going dry for a second. “Wow” he breathed, his eyes wide as they traveled over you. You blushed under his gaze, smoothing your dress nervously. “Do I look alright?”. “Alright?” He let out a low whistle, stepping closer to wrap his arms around your waist. “You look stunning, love. I mean, you always do, but tonight… you’ve outdone yourself”. His words and the way he looked at you sent a warm flush through you, and you smiled, reaching up to brush a strand of hair out of his face. “You clean up pretty nicely yourself, Tomlinson”. He grinned, offering you his arm. “Shall we?”

The car ride was filled with soft conversation and laughter, but you couldn’t shake the feeling that Louis was unusually quiet. You didn’t press him about it, assuming it was just part of his plan for the night. When you arrived, the venue took your breath away. It was an intimate rooftop setting, softly lit with fairy lights strung above. A small table for two sat in the center, surrounded by candles that flickered gently in the evening breeze. Beyond the edge of the roof, the city skyline glittered against the darkening sky. “Louis…” you murmured, taking it all in. “This is incredible”. He smiled, a little sheepishly, as he guided you to your seat. “Only the best for my girl” he said, brushing a kiss against your temple before sitting across from you.

The dinner was perfect- your favorite foods, soft music playing in the background, and conversation that flowed as easily as always. Louis was still a bit quieter than usual, but his eyes never left you, his gaze filled with a mixture of love and something else-nervousness, maybe? As dessert arrived, a decadent chocolate tart, Louis shifted in his seat, his hand sliding into his jacket pocket. He cleared his throat, catching your attention. “Alright” he began, his voice steady but soft. “There’s something I’ve been wanting to tell you- well, more like show you” He hesitated, pulling the velvet box from his pocket and placing it on the table between you. Your breath hitched as you stared at the box, your heart thudding in your chest. “Louis…” you whispered, looking up at him.

He opened the box to reveal a delicate gold ring, adorned with a small diamond in the center. It wasn’t flashy or over-the-top, it was understated and beautiful, perfectly you. “This isn’t an engagement ring” he said quickly, his voice trembling just slightly. “Not yet, anyway. But it’s a promise. A promise that I’m serious about us, about building a life together. I can’t wait to marry you someday, but for now, I want you to have this. To know how much you mean to me”. Tears pricked at your eyes as you listened, your heart swelling with emotion. He reached across the table, taking your hand in his. “You’re everything to me” he continued, his blue eyes locked on yours. “You’ve been my rock, my best mate, my safe place. I don’t know what I did to deserve you, but I do know I never want to let you go”.

A tear slipped down your cheek, and you laughed softly as you wiped it away. “Louis… I don’t even know what to say. This is… perfect. You’re perfect”. He smiled, his thumb brushing over your knuckles. “Does that mean you’ll wear it?”. “Of course I will” you said, your voice thick with emotion. “I love you, Louis. So much”. He stood, walking around the table to slip the ring onto your finger, his hands steady despite the racing of his heart. Once the ring was in place, he pulled you into a tight hug, holding you as if he never wanted to let go. As you pulled back slightly to look at him, his lips found yours in a kiss that was soft, tender, and full of unspoken promises.

Later that night, as you both lay tangled together on the couch, the ring glinting softly on your finger, Louis rested his head against yours. “Y’know” he murmured, his voice thick with contentment, “this was the scariest thing I’ve ever done”. You laughed, threading your fingers through his hair. “Well, you pulled it off beautifully”. He looked up at you, his eyes filled with love. “One step closer to forever, yeah?” You smiled, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “Yeah, Louis. Forever sounds perfect”.

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Thank you for reading! As always requests are open <3

[isavulpix]

Jason Todd Headcanons 1

Teacher!Reader x Jason Todd

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Eyes Dont Lie Masterlist (Coming Soon)

Warnings: My first language isn’t English so there will be errors, I haven’t read a comic beside the webtoon one so Jason may be a bit OOC sorry.

Hi! So I’m new at writing, but couldn’t sleep last night thinking about this so decided to write it down. Edit: I decided to make it a series so check it up if you like to, thanks for the likes and reblogs <3

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* Okay so y’all meet in Lian school, why? Well one day Roy couldn’t pick up Lian after school so he asked Jason to do him the favor and of course Jason said yes. It was the best chance to prove he was a much more fun uncle than Dick.

* But the plan didn’t go that well, he forgot he can’t ride a motorcycle with a little kid so he had to go get the Wayne SUV, making him late to pick up Lian from school.

• So there you where in your classroom with Lian waiting for Jason to pick her up. She tells you stories about her dad, and Jason while she colors and you grade some papers.

• The first thing he sees when he finally arrives is a adorable frowning Lian question him about his tardiness. How dare he pick her up late?

• While he says his sorry to Lian and tickles her tummy to make her laugh, he remembers about the other adult in the room and turns to you to apologize. As he does, he feels like the air has suddenly stop flowing in his lungs anymore because…WHO IS THIS GORGEOUS WOMAN SMILING AT HIM?

• After the hamster in his brain starts to run again he remembers that you are Lian teacher and quicky get himself together. He can’t be catch being shock about your beauty, but seriously. Why are you so pretty? Back when he was a kid his teachers where old ladies.

• You tell him he doesn’t have to apologize with a small smile on your face and his heart skips a beat. Why are you so nice? You should be angry or annoyed because he made you waste time, but you reassure him that even if he wasn’t late to pick up Lian you where gonna still be here grading papers and checking the classes for the next day.

• And Jason thinks wtf? Working after work hours? Teachers aren’t paid enough, he should make Tim hack into Gotham bank account and get the teacher a raise, but says his goodbyes along Lian who is still pouting a little and Jason sighs…

• Jason had to bribe Lian with ice cream so she will speak more about her pretty teacher…and doesn’t tell Roy about all this.

[surielstea]

A cozy proposal

1k celebration request by @crossfandomslut

Pairing: Eris x Fem!Reader

Summary: Eris can’t seem to contain his adoration for reader, resulting in a very sudden question.

Warnings: none, all fluff! :)

Word count: 1k

Eris had reluctantly left me this morning, giving me a drawn-out kiss before slipping from our bed and allowing me to fall back into my slumber.

When I awoke he was gone. It was no surprise, I knew he was going to be preoccupied with meetings all day, but after just a few hours I found myself fighting back the urge to break into that meeting room myself and rip him away from all those advisors who knew nothing more than he already did.

It was far past dinner when my bedroom door finally opened.

I perked up, the book in my hands falling into my lap as I peered at the doorway, my boyfriend leaned against it with a tired expression.

His eyes met mine immediately, a gentle smile gracing his lips. I return it, closing my book with a concluding thud. "Hi," He murmurs and my small smile breaks into a full-out grin, unable to control it.

"Hi," I reply cheekily, getting up from my large leather chair and bounding over to him, the book still clutched in my hands. "You tired love?" I ask, reaching up and unbuttoning the top few buttons of his shirt with my free hand.

He nodded slowly, an obvious sign of his exhaustion— yet his auburn eyes didn't miss a single movement I made.

"How about we lay down and I can read to you? Does that sound okay?" I suggest and his eyes soften into a certain look that only a lover could achieve.

"I love you," He murmurs and I chuckle, grabbing his hand.

"Is that a yes?" I raise a brow, slowly guiding him towards our bed while he finishes unbuttoning his shirt on his own.

"How could I ever say no?" He quips while I settle down onto the large bed, the mattress immediately heating the moment he slips in next to me.

I relished in the warmth, my bones recovering from the cold chill of the winter months.

"You want me to go back to the beginning?" I ask, cracking open the book.

"Start from wherever you are, I just want to hear your voice," He hummed while pulling me into his side, my head coming to the crook of his neck and shoulder, his arm wrapping tightly around me.

I nod silently and then begin to read.

He stays silent the entire time, at one point I thought he had fallen asleep but only a moment later he shifted so his chin was settled atop my head. I wasn't even sure if he liked the book, but he seemed content enough with hearing me talk to let me continue.

After a few chapters he finally spoke up, and the words were so sudden I hadn’t even recognized what it was he said. I close the book and twist my head to look up at him. “What was that?” I ask, adjusting so I was laying atop him haphazardly, like he was a second mattress, my chin propping up on his sternum.

“Will you marry me?” He says, his words so casual I wondered if I heard him correctly.

I blinked, my breath halting as I stared into his golden eyes, always so honest when looking at me. My obvious answer was yes, but instead, I blurted out, “What?”

“Well,” He immediately began explaining himself. “I already started planning an extravagant proposal but, I don’t want to wait, I want you to be my wife now.” The tension between his brows increases as he rambles on.

“Eris,” I say with a soft tone, a gentle smile spreading over my features as I cup his face. This was real. He actually wanted me.

“We can still do a big proposal, it’s just— the orchestra I wanted is unavailable for the next two months,” He explains and my smile grows into something infectious, my grin uncontrollable at how much thought he wanted to put into this. “And I can’t make reservations at your favorite restaurant— and fuck I can’t talk when you smile at me like that.” He looks away and I giggle, leaning in and pecking his cheek, immediately gaining his attention back.

“I just want everything to be perfect for you,” He mutters softly and I swear my heart skips a beat.

“It already is,” I shake my head. “Just us, no fancy gimmicks or ballrooms, just us. There's nothing more I could possibly want.” I reassure and a small smile spreads across his lips.

“That doesn’t mean I can’t give you more,” He argues and I roll my eyes.

“Will you ever realize that you’re worth more than anything you could ever buy me, Vanserra?” I hum, my words slightly teasing but they did hold a twinge of sincerity to them.

He feigns a pout and I scoff, leaning forward and sealing our lips together.

The kiss was foreign, the warmth of his lips and that spark all remained familiar, but it was the silent recognition that this was the next step in our relationship that made it feel so different. We weren’t mates, at least not that I knew of. But there was something so beautiful about picking someone for who they were, not just some cauldron tethering us, but a choice, one made entirely of free will.

I pulled away first, and he slightly bit at my lip in protest of my lips leaving his but he allowed it after a moment nonetheless.

He looks at me, his eyes still having that glossy look of unabashed adoration.

“Well don’t leave me hanging,” He murmurs and my brows crease in confusion. “I still need an answer,” He shrugs and I make a look of surprise in realization.

“Oh, gods, yes Eris. Of course I’ll marry you,” I say with a wide smile and he mirrors it while releasing a deep sigh of relief.

“Thank the cauldron,” He murmurs before flipping us over and crashing his lips back onto mine while I giggled into his mouth, overwhelmed with happiness.

“We’ll find you a ring tomorrow, yeah?” He says while kissing down my neck and I nod, beaming up at him as I sling my arms around my fiancé’s shoulders.

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Peaceful as it Comes

Wife Sevika x Female Wife Reader (Fluff)

Domestic moments with Sevikidiki. More than one scenario with head cannons at the very end. :))

Content: Sevika has both arms. Modern Setting. Lots of being in Sevika’s lap and having her hug you from behind. Minor age gap.

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Breakfast with Distractions

You lived in out in the country with a small, satisfying, house that came with a lot of land. You had your own garden in the backyard, fueled by the river than ran through it. Early in the mornings you’d find yourself sat on a wooden chair, that your wife had built you, with a cup of coffee in hand. The sounds of the birds chirping, breeze blowing the trees, and the soft clinking from the backdoor opening would make the moment further more peaceful. It was your wife.

Sevika approached, standing behind you and staring down at your figure. You had on the dress she’d gifted on your anniversary. A red and white long, flowly dress which you matched with a pair of brown boots. Your wife said it was her favourite outfit, so you wore it often. The smell of her cologne filled your nose and she smiled at your cozied position. Legs pulled up to your chest, cup on your knees, with your hair flowing with the wind that flew by.

Everything was peaceful.

“Morning, you’re already out here?” Sevika broke the silence, brushing a hair from your lips. “Thought I’d finish planting the flowers, I’ve only got a few left.” You answered, watching as she leaned down to press a kiss on your forehead. “Y’have breakfast yet?” At her question, you flash a sheepish smile and raise your cup. Coffee was the only thing you’d had.

“Pancakes?”

“Yeah, pancakes sound good.”

Entering inside, you tie on your apron and pull out a pan from the cabinet. Your shared house wasn’t fancy, wasn’t fleshy built, but it was enough to satisfy your quiet life. Cracks were common, so were stains, and especially creaks. But it, honestly, only made it feel more like a home. Like you were actually living there.

“In my defence, I was waiting for you to wake up.” You muttered, mixing the milk and pancake batter. “And, you couldn’t of done that yourself?” Was Sevika’s sly response, with her hands on your hips she began swaying them. Guiding them alongside with her all the while peppering your shoulder with kisses. “Your wife’s a little busy.” Though you couldn’t resist it when she was so affectionate. “Oh? Is swaying your hips a distraction? Wouldn’t o’guessed.“ Sevika’s voice low and soft as her hands ran up and down your sides. “Did I say that?”

With the batter finally mixed, you pour some onto the heated pan and spread it into a circle. As the pancakes cooked, your wife turned you around and gave your hips a squeeze. “Still busy?” Forehead pressed against yours, back leaning against the counter with your hands now cupping her cheeks. You smiled. “Not as much as before, no.”

Your eyes met her pretty grey ones and you didn’t stop yourself from being pulled into a kiss. It was slow, just staring into eachother all the while sharing your breaths. Beautiful was what you called it. And when Sevika’s dark lips finally pressed against yours, your mind went blank for a moment. The pancakes didn’t matter. The flowers you had to plant could wait another hour. And, your grumbling stomach could kiss some ass. All you could really focus on was the soft taps your wife left on your lips. The way the warmth of her hands seeped through your dress and heated your skin. The way her breath felt against your face. And the way her lips tasted.

With a lingering peck on your lips, your girlfriend pulled back. “Love my days off.” She whispered, half her attention on flipping the pancake. “If it had burned I would’ve kicked your ass.” You joked, kissing her cheek one last time before going back to preparing breakfast.

“You’re a real distraction, babe.”

“And, you love me for it.”

Take a Break, Don’t ya?

Chores. Chores. Chores. And, some more chores. You’d made dinner, vacuumed the house, and even cleared out some of Sevika’s old papers from her office desk. Now, the last few things you needed to do were: clean the kitchen and sweep the floors. Those were easy tasks, and you were prepared to get them done.

Wiping the marble counters with a wet towel, you made sure everything was squeaky-clean. Made sure the ingredients were arranged perfectly, the sink was empty, and the dishes were where they were supposed to be. It took you about an hour, and in that time frame your wife had returned home and was freshening up.

A damp towel wrapped around her neck, she made her way to you. Wearing a tanktop and a pair of shorts, she looked exhausted. Sevika worked in construction, and that meant constant stress, sore muscles, and injuries. Though they were only minor, scratches and bruises were something you could handle. Not to mention how much muscle she’d put up, it was attractive. Made you horny even on your period.

“Haven’t seen you all day.” Her muscular arms tapping your backside to her front as she breathed down your neck. “How was work? Tiring as usual?” You, settling the pans and pots into the cupboard neatly, asked. Everyday was just as busy as the last, except for weekends; that’s when you and your wife could do whatever you wanted to.

“Y’guessed it,” pressing a heavy kiss on your cheek and pulling away to sit herself down onto the couch. “Hey, dinner’s ready. Grab a plate.” You’d already ate with content and now were waiting for your wife to. Afterwards, the two of you were free to talk and huddle up next to one another. “I will, just come here for a second.”

“You’re not the only busy woman in this relationship.” You flash her a look, tossing the towel into the washer before hanging your apron on a chair. There was more to do, and Sevika wanted you to relax with her? Well, you couldn’t really say no. Not when her legs were perfectly spread and her voice sounded so welcoming.

Plopping down onto your natural seat, your wife’s lap, you take a deep, long breath. It’d been a hot minute since you’d let your sore back slouch. Let your legs relax. “Take a break, alright? I know you’ve been at it for hours.” Sevika shifted on the couch, legs spreading further as she settled you inbetween them. It was like that everyday.

She’d come home, freshen up, and just sit with you for a few. It took your mind off of things, made your tense muscles loose. You appreciated how easily she could get. Also, because she said you’d have more wrinkles if you worked too hard. It was supposed to scare you.

Your cozy little home had one bedroom, one bathroom, and.. well, one everything. The two of you weren’t planning on having kids, not so soon anyways. Sevika knew she’d struggle with providing for them and you knew it’d only be a hassle. Considering you were in your early thirties and she was in her mid forties, she worried about you a lot. You were young and, sometimes, she even felt guilty for “taking away” your freedom. Which was a bit dramatic in your opinion. You chose marrying her, and you never regretted it.

“How was your day? ‘Nd don’t just say good, I know there’s more to it.” Your wife’s arm wrapped around your waist and she burried her face into your shoulder, inhaling your scent and savouring the closeness. Sevika was the kind of wife to call you every few hours when she was away, text you whenever she was on break, and even send you random pictures. Her selfies consisted her biceps, her coworkers, and silly faces. All taken for you to save and enjoy.

“My day? Well, don’t get me started on that creeky little door. I swear, everytime I open it it sounds like I’m in one of those horror movies. And, Sev, you promised you’d fix it and, again! You didn’t!” Your finger pointing to the storage room door that Sevika, somehow, broke by accident. She said she tripped and the whole door fell down. “I put some vegetable oil on the.. screw thingies. I saw it on youtube and, my god, it worked! At first I thought it was click bait but, to my surprise, it was the real deal.”

Your wife’s response to all of that? The occasional humm, a few chuckles, and an abundance of nods. She loved listening to you complain, even talk about the silliest things that happened throughout your eventful day. The thing she most adored was the fact that you’d tell her tiny details rather than the big ones. She remembered this one time where you were rambling on about something that had to do with the TV and had completely forgotten to bring up the fact that you’d cut your finger. You ended up getting a pink, princess bandage wrapped around your thumb.

“Alright, aright. I’ll fix it this saturday.” Her tone unbothered yet full of fondness. “Promise, love. Y’know I’ve been busy.” A laugh left her lips as she squeezed you with affection. It was like everything you did made Sevika completely and utterly happy. Be it wearing her favourite outfit, making her favourite food, or even walking around the kitchen, your wife found you pulling.

“Dinner’s gonna get cold, Sev. I worked hard on that thing.” Your hands giving her thighs a pat, you push off her lap and stand up— only to find yourself pulled back. “Where do you think you’re going? Few more minutes, we can always reheat?” She placed you sideways on her lap all the while nipping at your neck and causing you to giggle. “Vika! Eek!”

“Y’think you can escape me? Now I’ll have to eat you whole!” Her voice a playful gruff as her large hands began to tickle your sides.

“Hey! Hey! Not the—.. not the sides!”

Awsome-Sauce

The two of you decided to settle in an apartment, it was spacious and pretty damn expensive. And, Sevika being a business woman, she provided everything. From the rent to the groceries, it was her money you spent.

In return, the best you could give her was keeping the apartment clean and.. well, a home. Though, Sevika never asked anything from you— only your love and presence. That’s all she needed, and she’d told you that a million times. Whenever she was home, she wouldn’t let you lay a finger on anything that had to do with work. You wanna wash the dishes? Sevika’s alright got it covered. You need to fold the laundry? Your wife’s two steps ahead and even organized all the clothes. The kitchen’s a mess? She’ll be ready to scrub it clean. You never had to worry about a thing.

“Come on, it’s just sweeping. I do it every week day. When you’re not here? Y’know?” The least you could do was help the muscular woman who was cooking dinner, her hands busy with cutting the vegetables. “Nope, you’re gonna sit your pretty ass back on the couch, babe.” Her head turned to you, eyes narrowing at the sight of you holding a broom. “Babe.. seriously?—“ “Yes, seriously. You do s’much all week, take a break.” She motioned towards the couch before turning back to the cutting board.

“And you don’t? I mean, you’re at the office all week. Let me help.” Leaning the broom against the counter, you rest your head against her back and fiddle with her apron. Sevika’s response was a light chuckle, one that made you smile. “True that. But, I still don’t like it when you’re all.. occupied.” She placed the knife down and turned to you, leaning down to kiss your forehead. “Sweeping is all you’re doing, okay?” Her voice was so sweet that it convinced you to do what she said, sweep and sit your ass down onto the couch. “Got it. Just holler at me if you need help, do not hesitate.” You pointed a finger before you reach for the broom again.

A solid thirty minutes later, your girlfriend nudged you. “Dinner’s ready, hope you’re hungry!” Her lips curled into a bright smile, your wife went back to cooking and went all out. Cutting the vegetables, choosing the spices, to adding other ingredients. From the back, she looked smoking hot. Her shoulders toned from her tight black shirt and her muscles clear as day. You wanted her to rip off her clothes and focus on you.

But that could wait.

“Alright, c’mon. Let’s eat.” Sevika’s hand guided you towards the dinner table where you sat down beside her. Yes, she preferred you being right by her side. “The usual. Rice. Hope you like it, baby.” Arm around your hip before she pulled your chair closer.

The dinner table was set perfectly, and you were almost jealous at how easily she’d made the food infront of you. It looked good, as usual, and you dug right in. You were a big fan of Sevika’s cooking, it was like a five-star chef had made it specially for you. You’d never get used to her iconic rice, it was always so flavourful. She’d never share her recipe, though.

Dinner was a blast, and now your stomach was too full. Spread across the couch, head on the arm rest as Sevika sat under your legs, she gave you a smile. “Ate too much?” Her large, calloused fingers massaging your feet. “Wayy to much. But, it was worth it. You make the best damn rice.” You were sure it was the brand of rice, there was no way she could get the consistency so.. perfect. “Good to know you’re satisfied.”

Oh, you were more than satisfied.

“It’s late, y’wanna head to bed?” Her mother-like tone causing you to lazily groan. You were exhausted, but sleep wasn’t exactly what you needed. “Not until you..” a grunt escaped your lips as you sat up. “Tell me your recipe.” Your back cracked like an old lady’s, and you straighten at the sound.

“Recipe for what? The rice?” Sevika pulled you into her lap, you inbetween her spread legs as she brushed back your hair. “There’s no recipe. I wing it.” You snorted at that. “Wing it? You? A business woman? Are you kidding?” No, she wasn’t.

Matter of fact, she was being completely honest. After watching tutorials online, Sevika had picked up on certain aspects of the amount spices she need and what temperature the stove should be on. It was all practice, in her opinion.

“I’m serious.” She gave your back a few rubs, hoping your stomach felt better by now, all the while her opposite hand gave yours a squeeze. “But, if you really wanna know? I use this sause from the store downtown, it’s pretty good.” Her lips curled into a playful smile as she gave your back a pat

“It’s called awsome-sause. Have you heard of it?”

You roll your eyes, shoving her in the side.

“You’re an asshole.”

Kisses

Throughout your marriage, Sevika had grown softer, gentler as you changed and opened further up to her. Like, your new favourite things, new interests, she loved every bit of it.

One change you’d noticed about her was the way she kissed you.

From rough, desperate make out sessions to light taps on your lips. Her tongue would feel the curve of your skin before she’d ask for entrance, compared to before when she’d demand for it.

Don’t get it wrong. You loved when your wife man handled you, took charge and dominated you. But sometimes, all you could really want was her loving side. The side of her where she felt that too much pressure would break you. Where she was so gentle with you that it felt unreal.

Her preferred position was with you sat on the dinner table, legs dangling down and inbetween her own. She’d hold onto your hips, squeeze and rub your skin there before making her way to the back of your head. One hand palming it as the other rested on the small of your back.

Before the kiss would start, she’d just stare into you and whisper a few sweet nothings. A good example being; “I’m the luckiest woman alive.” She had said that almost every day.

Your wife would then pull you into the most beautiful kiss you’d ever experienced. She was nothing like the rough and tough exterior she showed off, she was careful.

She’d often let escape soft, bare audible, grunts. A humm of enjoyment, aswell. She wasn’t embarrassed, just a little self conscious that it made you feel icky— which, it didn’t. And to show so, you’d cup her face and make sure she didn’t pull back. The gesture always made her melt.

Sevika’s breath smelled like cigars and whiskey, the occasional sugar cookie that you’d bake for her. She couldn’t keep herself from loading up on those, that woman would take ‘em everywhere she went.

The few things you’d feel were the way her tongue moved so perfectly against yours, always leaving you squirming. It was something about the way Sevika would groan everytime you did so. Another thing being her lips. She’d used your lip balm and, at first, she didn’t think anything would happen. But, after a few more uses her lips looked plump and shiny. You couldn’t resist giving them a few rubs with your thumb and even a peck of a kiss.

[00-jammy-00]

Can you do a Yan spy fanfic where we get hurt on a mission and he goes crazy over it PLEASE 🥹🥹

Yan!Spy HC’s

Yan!Spy x GN! Spy! Reader

Content warning - Yandere themes, obsession, murder, nsfw mentions, mean yandere, easily annoyed yandere, possessiveness

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Yan!Spy who had gotten sick of your fucking nagging, he’ll take you on a mission if you just shut up. He barges into the locker rooms, grumbling the whole time as he grabs his bag and a couple weapons.

Yan!Spy who, when he’s done, rolls his eyes so hard he swears he saw a glimpse of his brain. You were struggling to put on your holster so of course he grabs you by your waist and does it for you. You were just taking too damn long.

Yan!Spy who just listens to you blabber on the whole way there, trying to stop his eye from twitching. He forgot how much energy you have. Not that he minded though.

Yan!Spy who engraved the plan into your dumb little head. Collect intel then get out. Simple. Well it would’ve been simple if you didn’t mess up your grappling hook and get yourself fucking shot.

Yan!Spy who grunts and shoots the guy he’s talking to in the face before rushing over to take out the bastard who touched his precious trophy. Once the man’s brains were on the floor, he hauled your ass out the window and back into the vehicle.

Yan!Spy who had a calm look on his face as he patched you up but was mentally strangling you. How could you be so fucking stupid?! What the fuck were you doing?! He taught you how to use your grappling hook so many times sweetheart!

Yan!Spy who makes sure no one is looking before placing a soft kiss to your temple, whispering soothing words of how you were okay now. It wasn’t just for you, it was more for him, letting himself know you were safe again, safe in his arms.

Yan!Spy who made sure you never got in trouble for that incident, you had gone through enough with a bullet in your damn stomach. He stayed by your side during the whole healing process of course, couldn’t leave his baby alone but you better pray to every god on this big green earth because once you’re all better, he’s going to pound into you until you learn to fucking behave.

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[blushpawss]

in his arms

warning: fluff + pet name — soft!sylus carries you home when you’re too tired, shielding you from the rain and making sure you’re safe in his arms 🩷

main acc: @sushiyuzu

sylus had been watching you all day, noticing how your energy was slowly fading as the hours passed. the two of you had spent the entire day out, exploring the city, grabbing lunch, and walking through the park. the evening was beautiful, but by the time the sun started to set, he saw the tiredness settling in your eyes. you tried to hide it, not wanting to cut the day short, but sylus noticed everything when it came to you.

“kitten,” he murmured, his voice soft as he glanced down at you. “you’re exhausted, aren’t you?”

you gave him a small, tired smile, shaking your head lightly. “i’m fine, really...”

but before you could finish, sylus was already moving. with one swift motion, he scooped you up into his arms, his strong hands securing you against his chest. the sudden lift made you gasp softly, your arms instinctively wrapping around his neck as you blinked up at him in surprise.

“sylus!” you laughed, though your voice was laced with exhaustion. “you don’t have to carry me!”

“oh, but i do,” he teased, a playful grin tugging at his lips as he adjusted you in his arms, making sure you were comfortable. “my tired little kitten can’t walk all the way home. i’ll take care of you.”

his words were soft, almost tender, as he began walking, cradling you close against him. the steady rhythm of his steps and the warmth of his body against yours made it hard to protest. you rested your head against his chest, listening to the calming sound of his heartbeat.

“you always spoil me,” you mumbled, your eyes fluttering shut as the exhaustion fully settled in. it was hard to keep your eyes open when you were this close to him, the steady rise and fall of his chest beneath your cheek so soothing.

“you deserve it,” sylus replied, his voice a soft rumble. “besides, i like carrying you. you fit perfectly in my arms.”

you let out a quiet hum, feeling safe and warm, the weariness of the day fading into the background. as the two of you made your way through the city streets, the sky began to darken, clouds rolling in and covering the stars. before long, droplets of rain started to fall, light at first, then gradually turning into a steady drizzle.

sylus glanced up at the sky, his brow furrowing as the rain came down harder. “perfect timing,” he muttered, but there was a hint of amusement in his voice. he shifted you slightly, making sure you were secure in his arms before pulling off his jacket and draping it over your shoulders.

“you’re going to get soaked,” you protested weakly, trying to push the jacket back toward him, but sylus just shook his head, his grip tightening around you as he kept walking.

“i’ll be fine,” he said, his voice firm but gentle. “you’re more important.”

the rain continued to fall, but sylus didn’t slow down, his focus entirely on getting you home safe and dry. puddles formed along the sidewalks, and without a second thought, he stepped around them, carefully navigating the wet ground to make sure you didn’t get splashed. every step he took was measured, protective, as if the world around him didn’t matter as long as you were taken care of.

“you didn’t have to do all this,” you murmured, your voice soft as you looked up at him. “i can walk, really...”

sylus met your gaze, his crimson eyes softening as he gave you a small, teasing smile. “you’re too tired, kitten. let me take care of you.”

his words made your heart flutter, and you couldn’t help but relax further in his arms, your head resting against his chest once more. the rain fell steadily around you, but you felt warm, safe in his embrace, his jacket shielding you from the cold drops.

time seemed to slow down as sylus carried you through the city streets, the sound of rain hitting the ground becoming a soothing backdrop. his arms never wavered, his strength comforting, and as you both approached the front door of his home, you felt a wave of gratitude wash over you.

sylus set you down gently once you were inside, his eyes scanning your face to make sure you were okay. “better?” he asked, his voice soft as he wiped a few raindrops from your forehead.

you nodded, smiling up at him. “better.”

he leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head, his lips lingering there for a moment. “next time, i’m carrying you the whole way from the start,” he teased, his breath warm against your hair. “no more walking for my kitten.”

you couldn’t help but laugh softly, your heart swelling with affection for him. “you’re unbelievable,” you muttered, though the smile on your face betrayed your words.

“maybe,” sylus replied, his crimson eyes twinkling with amusement. “but you love it.”

you sighed softly.

you knew he was right. you did love it. you loved how he always knew when you needed him, how he took care of you in the smallest ways, and how he made you feel safe and cherished with just a single look.

as you stood there, wrapped in his warmth, the rain pattering softly against the windows, you realized just how soaked sylus had gotten. you pulled back slightly, eyeing the water dripping from his hair and shirt.

“you’re drenched,” you said softly, concern lacing your voice. “you’ll get sick if you stay like that.”

sylus shrugged, his usual smirk in place. “it’s just a little water, kitten. nothing to worry about.”

but you weren’t having it. shaking your head, you grabbed his hand and gently tugged him toward the bathroom. “nope, i’m drying you off.”

he chuckled, amused by your sudden determination, but didn’t resist as you led him inside. you grabbed a towel and turned toward him, meeting his gaze. “sit,” you instructed, pointing to the edge of the tub.

sylus raised an eyebrow, clearly entertained, but did as you asked, sitting down and watching you with a soft smile.

you started by drying his hair, gently running the towel through the damp silver strands. his crimson eyes never left your face as you worked, his expression relaxed, content. “you’re really worried about me, huh?” he murmured, his voice low.

“of course,” you replied quietly, focusing on getting him dry. “you always take care of me. it’s my turn.”

he hummed softly in response, his eyes softening as he watched you with fondness. you worked your way down to his shoulders, dabbing away the rainwater clinging to his skin. the atmosphere between you was warm, comforting, the sound of rain outside fading into the background.

once you were done, you stepped back and smiled. “there. all dry.”

sylus stood up, towering over you as he reached out and cupped your cheek with his hand. “thank you, sweetie,” he said softly, his thumb brushing over your skin. “but you know i’d do it all over again, right? i’d carry you through the rain a thousand times if it meant making sure you were okay.”

your heart fluttered at his words, warmth spreading through you as you leaned into his touch. “i know,” you whispered. “but now it’s my turn to take care of you.”

sylus smiled, his crimson eyes shining with affection. “then i guess we’re even now,” he teased, leaning down to press a soft kiss to your lips. his lips lingered against yours, warm and gentle, as if sealing the promise between you.

as you pulled back, you smiled up at him. “next time, we’re both staying dry.”

he chuckled, his arms wrapping around you once more, pulling you into his warmth. “deal.”

and as you stood there, safe and warm in his arms, you knew that no matter what, sylus would always be there to take care of you—just as you would always be there to care for him.

his strong arms were like your own safe place, and you really didn’t want to leave the comfort of being this close to him. he didn’t let go either, and before long, he gently scooped you back up again, this time with a knowing smile on his face.

“let’s go cuddle,” he whispered, his voice soft and full of affection.

you nodded, resting your head against his chest once more as he carried you to the couch, settling you both down. sylus pulled a thick blanket over the two of you, tucking it around your bodies as he pulled you closer. you nestled against him, your back to his chest as his arms wrapped securely around your waist.

the rain still pattered softly outside, but in here, everything was warm and peaceful. his hand traced slow, gentle patterns along your arm, and you could feel his steady breathing behind you, rising and falling in a calming rhythm.

“i love this,” you whispered softly, feeling completely relaxed in his arms.

“me too,” sylus murmured, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head. “just stay close, sweetie. i’ve got you.”

you smiled sleepily, feeling his arms tighten around you protectively. it didn’t take long before the warmth of his body and the steady sound of his breathing lulled you into a peaceful sleep, completely safe in his embrace.

and as sylus held you, his chin resting against your hair, he felt the same. content, peaceful, and completely in love with the person in his arms.

[sushiyuzu]

tipsy

warning: fluff — sylus getting drunk on wine while spending time with you 🍷❤️

- second acc: @blushpawss

clink.

“you’re pouring more?” you raised an eyebrow, watching as sylus gracefully tipped the bottle of red wine into your glass and then his, the deep liquid swirling like velvet under the candlelight.

“just one more glass,” he said with that familiar, smooth voice of his, the tone always so composed, so refined. sylus never really let loose, always the picture of elegance and control. but tonight... tonight felt different.

you both had been sipping wine for the past hour, the conversation flowing as easily as the drink. it had started off casual enough, talking about your day, his business dealings, the usual banter. but now, you were starting to notice the slight pink tint on his cheeks, and the way his eyes seemed just a bit more glazed than usual.

you narrowed your eyes playfully. “are you... drunk?”

sylus raised his glass to his lips, pausing mid-sip as he glanced at you, one brow arched in challenge. “i don’t get drunk,” he said, his voice still smooth, though a little slower than usual.

“oh really?” you smirked, setting your glass down as you leaned closer to him. “because you’re looking a little... tipsy.”

he blinked at you, his eyes slightly unfocused before a slow, lopsided smile spread across his lips—a smile that wasn’t his usual polished one. this was different. softer. and, dare you say, a little sloppy.

“i am perfectly in control,” sylus said, setting his glass down with a little more force than necessary. he leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms like he was trying to prove a point, but instead of his usual graceful composure, it just made him look... well, adorably drunk.

you burst out laughing, unable to hold it in any longer. “you are so drunk.”

“i am not!” he protested, his voice rising in pitch slightly, which only made you laugh harder. he frowned at you, but even his frown seemed less intimidating and more... pouty. “i’m... i’m still perfectly capable of making logical decisions.”

“yeah? like what?” you teased, leaning your elbow on the table, resting your chin in your hand as you gave him an amused look.

he paused, clearly trying to think of something, his brow furrowing in concentration. but after a long moment, he just blinked, looking utterly lost, and then gave a defeated sigh. “fine. maybe... maybe i’ve had a bit too much.”

you grinned triumphantly. “i knew it!”

he narrowed his eyes at you, but there was no real heat in them. “you think you’re so clever, don’t you, kitten?”

“maybe.” you shrugged, still giggling softly. “but it’s kinda cute seeing you like this.”

sylus gave you a look, a playful smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “cute? i am not cute.”

“oh, you so are,” you shot back, unable to resist the urge to poke him gently in the side. “especially when you’re all flushed and tipsy like this.”

before you knew it, he grabbed your wrist, pulling you closer. “you think you can tease me?” he said, his voice lower now, his breath warm against your cheek as he leaned in, that lopsided smile still in place. “you should know better than to challenge me.”

“oh, is that so?” you laughed, feeling your heart race a little as his fingers slid gently down your arm, his touch light and teasing.

“mhmm,” he hummed, his face now inches from yours, his eyes half-lidded. “maybe i’m not in complete control, but that doesn’t mean i can’t still make you blush.”

you raised an eyebrow, challenging him. “you think you can make me blush?”

“i know i can,” sylus said softly, his voice taking on that familiar smoothness, but with a playful edge now. he leaned in even closer, his lips brushing your ear as he whispered, “you’re already turning pink.”

you swallowed, your breath catching a little as his warm breath tickled your skin. “you’re imagining things.”

“am i?” he pulled back slightly, his eyes meeting yours, filled with that playful challenge. “let’s see about that.”

before you could react, sylus suddenly stood up, wobbling a little as he did so. you stifled a giggle, watching as he tried to maintain his balance, his usual elegance faltering for the first time. without warning, he took your hand and tugged you to your feet, pulling you into his arms.

“dance with me,” he said, though it wasn’t really a question.

you blinked up at him, caught off guard by the sudden request. “what? now?”

“yes, now,” he insisted, his voice soft but firm, his arms wrapping around you, pulling you closer against him. “i want to dance with you.”

you chuckled, placing your hands on his chest as you looked up at him. “you can barely stand, sylus.”

“nonsense,” he said, his voice taking on that elegant tone again, though it was clearly affected by the wine. “i can dance just fine.”

he started to sway, his grip on you a little looser than usual, but there was something endearing about it. the way he tried to maintain his composure, even when he was clearly tipsy and not fully in control.

you let out a soft laugh, leaning your head against his chest as you swayed with him. “you’re impossible, you know that?”

“i know,” he murmured, his voice soft and fond. “but you love me anyway.”

you smiled, your heart warming at his words. “yeah, i do.”

he tightened his arms around you, his chin resting on top of your head now as you both swayed slowly to the nonexistent music. for a moment, everything was quiet and peaceful, the warmth of his body against yours, the soft glow of the candles casting gentle shadows across the room.

“you’re everything to me,” sylus whispered after a while, his voice low and sincere.

you lifted your head slightly to look up at him, surprised by the sudden seriousness in his tone. his crimson eyes were soft, his gaze steady despite the slight haze from the wine.

“sylus...” you whispered, feeling your heart skip a beat at the way he was looking at you.

he leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead before resting his cheek against the top of your head again. “i mean it,” he said quietly. “i don’t know what i’d do without you.”

you felt a lump form in your throat, your arms tightening around him as you pressed closer. “i’m not going anywhere,” you whispered, your voice soft but firm.

he smiled softly against your hair, his breath warm on your skin. “good.”

and just like that, the teasing, the playfulness—it all melted away, leaving only the quiet, deep affection that always lingered between you two. sylus, who was always so composed, so in control, was letting himself be vulnerable with you, even in his tipsy state. and you loved him all the more for it.

“you’re a softie when you’re drunk,” you teased gently, your voice light but filled with affection.

“only with you,” he murmured, his voice filled with warmth. “only ever with you, my beloved.”

[luvst4rc0r3]

Lovesick!Jinx hcs

WARNINGS: Mention of murder, manipulative behavior?

NOTE: There is no set gender so GN!Reader

WORD COUNT:200

•When you first start dating Jinx she acts nonchalant.

•You’re the one following her.

•But when she actually gets comfortable in the relationship you start realizing she acts like she can’t breathe without you.

•She acts like your her air.

•Now she is the one following you.

(Def makes it looks like your the one following her)

•But you got her wrapped around your finger now.

•You could say that you were cold and she would give you her jacket even if that meant freezing

•You can say to her that you want her to kill someone and she’ll do it in the blink of an eye.

•But Jinx would also be oblivious if you were showing any red flags

•She could be so easily manipulated and you could use that to your advantage.

•But you wouldn’t do that right?

(Random note I might make a fanfic about the 2 head canons above)

•Whenever someone looks at you a little too long she gives them a glare and kisses your cheek to say that you are hers.

•She would be terrified if you got hurt because of an idiot in Zaun. So she crafts you a weapon for your defense

I have so much more I want to write but I’m too tired soooo GOODNIGHT

I want sleep

[hsunrry]

ring // one shot

harry styles x fem!reader

summary: based on this request.

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words: ~1k

warnings: none! just fluff.

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“honey, i’m home!” he called. after long day he finally came back. he was in the studio for the past few hours.

“i’m in the living room!” you called back, and he could already sense that something was off from the sound of your voice. he quickly undressed from shoes and coat, approaching you on the couch and sitting beside you. he kissed the top of your head.

“hey baby, i missed you.” he cupped your face, so you would look at him. he saw your puffy, red eyes and he immediately got worried. “did you cried? what’s wrong?” he caressed your cheek. you only pouted slightly and he narrowed his brows. “hey, talk to me. what happened?”

“i don’t know where my ring is.” you said quietly, biting inside of your cheek to prevent yourself from crying. he pulled you close so you were practically laying on his chest.

“your grandmas?” you nodded at his question. “oh, my love. don’t cry, we’ll find it, i promise.” he kissed your forehead. “i know how much this ring means to you, we’ll find it.”

“thank you baby.” you whispered. he grabbed you by your hips, settling you on his lap and caressing your hair.

“of course.” he smiled slightly. “maybe you just putted it somewhere, hm?”

“i don’t remember, i looked everywhere. you know i’m so used to having it on my finger, i don’t even felt when it happened.” you mumbled, nuzzling more against his chest.

“i know you did. i know that you’re worried, but it’s not lost forever, we’ll find it, i promise.” he tilted your chin up slightly, so you’d look at him. “okay?” you nodded, feeling his lips on yours in soft kiss. you smiled softly when you pulled out. “you know i love you. i’ll do everything to find it.”

“i love you too, you’re the best baby.” you smiled at him. he gently runs his fingers along your cheek, pecking your lips one more time.

“how about we take bath together to relax a little and then we’ll search for it?” he hummed, squeezing you soothingly. you loved the idea. he lifted you up, peppering your face with small kisses on the way. few seconds later you both were standing in the bathroom. he run the bath, adding some of your favourite scents and bubbles. after you both undressed, he sat in the bathtub, waiting for you to hop in front of him. when you did, you leaned your back on his chest, sighing quietly. “comfortable?” he wrapped his hands around your waist, pulling you even closer. you nodded, leaning your head on his shoulder. “that’s good.” he nuzzled his face to your neck, kissing it few times.

“what if we don’t find it? you know it’s the only thing i have after her.” you mumbled quietly. “i’m so mad at myself.” he grabbed your chin, making you look at him.

“we’re going to find it, i promise. we’ll turn this whole apartment upside down if necessary.” he caressed your cheek gently. “don’t blame yourself, babe. accidents happen, okay?” you nodded. he left lingering kiss on your forehead. he went with his hands to your thighs, massaging your skin.

“i should’ve reduced the size long ago, i knew it was a little loose.” he sigh at your words.

“hey, stop.” he shook his head, kissing your shoulder. “it’s not your fault. i want you to relax now, you’re beating yourself yourself up about it for the whole day.”

“i’m sorry baby, i’m trying.” you bite inside of your cheek. he turned you around, sitting you astride his lap.

“don’t be sorry love, i know you are.” he holds your hips, pulling you closer. “just don’t think about it for few minutes. just focus on me, my voice, my touch.” he caressed your waist. he looked at your body and soft smile spread across his lips. his hands still running along your sides, feeling wet, smooth skin. “you’re so beautiful, darling.” you wrapped your arms around his neck, leaning to kiss him. he moves his hands to your lower back, pressing you against his chest. when you pulled out from the kiss, he pecked your nose, causing your smile. “i love you so much, my sunshine.”

“i love you too.” you watched him grabbing bar soap from the edge of the bathtub and wetting it in the water. when he started rubbing it on your body, you felt something scratching your skin. “ouch, what the hell?” he frowned in concern.

“what’s wrong? did i hurt you?” he paused his movements. you took the soap from him. your eyes widened, when you saw your grandmas ring stuck to the soap. he was about to ask what the problem was, but he saw it too and relief washed over his face. “oh my-“ he chuckled softly. “well, i guess we found it.”

“oh my god.” you let out relieved laugh, shaking your head. you pulled out the ring from soap, washing it in the water and putting it back on your finger, where it belongs. you smiled, pecking his lips few times. “thank you.”

“you don’t have to thank me, love. it was team work.” he chuckled, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“well, it was your idea to take a bath.” you smiled softly.

“oh, so that’s the reason i got such a nice ‘thank you’?” he raised his eyebrows playfully, tracing invisible patterns on the skin on your back. your lips found his in sweet, loving kiss.

“you’ll get even better ‘thank you’ when we get to our bedroom.” you grinned against his lips. he smirked, squeezing your ass. he kissed the way to your ear and he whispered.

“keep talking like that and we won’t make it to the bedroom, darling…”