#the bath was a really nice gesture. and the candles smelled really nice…

[haganekotetsu]

what is the most romantic thing izumo has ever done for you?

Pay the bills and make sure all our money doesn’t go straight to beer and hair care products! ✨✨

[weirdgenetic-fuckup]

can you write 90s Axl Rose being all sweet to his girlfriend and they have bath sex in the jacuzzi in their hotel room?

A/n: the thought of this is really sweet but I just can’t stop thinking about how badly it would hurt like on your knees and stuff, man I’d fall and break my jaw power to you if you could survive bath sex

Also sorry that it’s short I kind of lost motivation halfway through, I hope you it’s still good <3

Warnings: smut, fingering (f receiving), bath sex, if you think I missed anything let me know otherwise enjoy!

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You were so happy that Axl finally brought you out on tour with him. You'd been seeing each other for almost a year and had always wanted to come with him.

Axl was hesitant, tours could be draining, but Guns was going to some of the most romantic places this tour and he was sure it would make a great trip for the both of you.

You'd been so excited for this trip, planning and packing a month in preparation for it. Axl didn't seemed stressed in the slightest, although you were the one packing for him and his trip planning was also done by a group manager. He did try to help you calm down a few times, it usually worked, at the very least it was helpful and a sweet gesture.

When the tour finally came he refused to leave your side, even if you were just going to the bathroom he'd wait outside for you.

With the way everyone was treating you you got the feeling he had given a speech to everyone, lecturing them on how to treat you.

Axl wanted to show you off, always helping you pick out more revealing clothes when it was just the two of you going out, making sure people saw when he brought you into his dressing room. He wanted people to know how lucky he was to have you and he wanted people to know he had you.

It was about a week into the tour, you'd just landed in Paris and were staying in a hotel room that had a window staring out directly onto the Eiffel Tower.

It was night and the city was glowing so beautifully, you couldn't help but stare out the big window.

Axl came up behind you, placing his hands on your hips and giving them a small squeeze. "Beautiful, isn't it?" You nodded. Axl opened his mouth to say something more but you interrupted him.

"No ruining it with something cheesy." Axl scoffed.

"It wasn't gonna say anything cheesy." You rolled your eyes. "I was just gonna say that it's not as beautiful as you." You groaned and walked off.

"Alright, you ruined it." Axl laughed. "I'm going to check out the place." You walked back into the living room area, a half kitchen by the front door. You noticed another door leading out to what you assumed to be a deck, and it was. A deck with a jacuzzi, that is. It was filled and ready to go so you immediately went to get in.

You went to change into a bathing suit but couldn't find one, even though you were sure you had brought one. You searched and searched but it simply wasn't in your suitcase, so you went looking for Axl.

You eventually found him on the deck setting up candles and tossing in rose petals. He smiled back at you when he heard the door open. "Where's my bathing suit?" You asked, coming to stand beside him and admire his work.

"Come on, you don't need a bathing suit." He assured, wrapping an arm around you and rubbing your side. You rolled your eyes at him. Axl shrugged and began to strip.

Your eyes widened as you looked out across the city. "What are you doing?" Axl was already getting in the water.

"Thought you could use some company." He said with a smile. "Now you won't be lonely. You chewed your cheek but you couldn't deny that it sounded nice so you stripped as well and got in with him.

The water was just right, it relaxed your muscles and smelled so good with the candles. Axl sat beside you, running his hands over your body, kissing down your neck and whispering in your ear.

His hands moved lower, rubbing your thighs, teasing your hole. You let out a soft sigh. "What are you doing?" You asked, voice low and airy.

"Just helping you relax." He said, deep voice raspy in your ear. You melted under his touch, head falling back and resting on his shoulder and he rubbed your clit in circles, drawing more moans out of you.

He slid a finger into you, groaning when he heard the noise that came from you. "You're so pretty, you know that?" You moaned in response, grinding down on his finger. "Don't worry, we're getting there." He kissed your cheek and pulled his finger out of you, you whined softly.

He pulled you up onto his lap, sinking you down onto his dick. His arms wrapped around your waist and he held you tight to his chest. He rolled his hips, you gasped softly and he did it again. You started grinding down on him and soon you both found a rhythm.

"Ah-ngh, Axl." You muttered. "Fuck, go faster." He chuckled and kissed your neck. He started moving faster and you matched his speed.

Axl pushed you off of him and turned you around. You were staring out to the cityscape below, all the bright lights scattered across the town, the Eiffel Tower looming not far away.

Your hands were on the edge of the jacuzzi, your knees resting on the seats, Axl was behind you with his hands on your hips. "Was this what you were thinking when I asked you to come on tour with me?" He asked, deep voice pulling you from your thoughts.

You shrugged. "Not the first thing that came to mind." He kissed the back of your neck and over your shoulders.

“But it’s pretty fucking nice, huh?” You inhaled deeply, moaning softly when he pushed into you once more.

“Hah, it’s perfect.” You sighed. “You make it more perfect.”

Axl laughed. “And I’m the cheesy one?” You waved him off and pushed your ass back on him.

[twola]

Firewater - Chapter 9

PAIRING: low to mid honor Arthur Morgan x Fem!reader. explicit.

Dinner and a date? How unlike the two of you.

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You hadn’t expected him to follow through.

Not really.

But there you were, walking into the saloon in town beside Arthur Morgan—clean-shaven and wearing his least-dirty shirt, looking like a man about to meet his girl’s daddy for supper.

You raised an eyebrow as you glanced at him. “Did you bathe for this?”

He shot you a sideways look. “Figured if I was takin’ a lady to dinner, I ought to at least smell like soap instead of sweat.”

You smirked. “Not sure you’re a gentleman yet, but I’ll give you points for tryin’.”

Inside, the place smelled of tobacco, whiskey, and something vaguely fried. Not exactly fine dining, but the little corner table Arthur led you to was surprisingly clean. A single candle flickered in a cloudy glass holder.

He pulled out your chair with a smirk, gesturing for you to sit.

“Arthur Morgan,” you said, amused, “are you courting me?”

“Depends,” he said, sitting opposite you, the candlelight catching the gold flecks in his eyes. “Would it work?”

You tilted your head. “If I said yes, would that mean you’d stop tryin’ to get under my skirt every ten minutes?”

Arthur leaned back, grin lazy and dangerous. “Oh no, I’d still try. I’d just buy you dinner first.”

You rolled your eyes but smiled.

A waitress brought over two steaming plates of stew, and Arthur ordered whiskey for both of you. You dug in with a contented sigh.

He watched you eat for a moment. “You gonna marry that spoon or what?”

You licked your lips slowly. “I might, if it kept makin’ me feel like this.”

Arthur choked on his drink.

You shrugged. “What? Ain’t my fault the stew was good.”

“Reckon I should’ve picked somethin’ less sensual than stew,” he muttered, half to himself.

You leaned forward on your elbows and nibbled on the spoon in a way most folks would find inappropriate in public.

Arthur raised his brows, smirking. “You tryin’ to make me ruin this table?”

You chuckled, sipping your whiskey in reply.

As the bottle emptied, so did your inhibitions. Banter turned to flirting, flirting to heat.

Arthur licked his thumb clean after a bite of bread, and you stared far too long.

“You good?” he asked.

“Mmhm,” you said. “Just picturin’ that mouth somewhere else.”

He exhaled sharply, clutching his glass like it might steady him. “You say that kinda thing, and you expect me to behave myself?”

You swirled your drink and gave him an innocent look. “I said you had to take me to dinner. Didn’t say nothin’ about how we’d end the night.”

Arthur’s gaze darkened.

“’Cause if we’re bein’ honest,” you continued, voice low and silken, “the food’s nice, but I’ve had better.”

Arthur pushed back his chair with sudden purpose. “Come on.”

You blinked. “What?”

“You heard me.” His voice was rough, amused, hungry. “I paid for a room. Got the key. Let’s go before I do somethin’ improper at this damn table.”

Your heart leapt into your throat as you stared at him, then stood.

The walk through the saloon crackled with electricity.

Every inch between you felt like fire. You didn’t touch, but his hand hovered near the small of your back, and the moment the upstairs hallway door clicked shut behind you, you moved.

He backed you gently into the wall, lips ghosting over yours.

“You sure?” he murmured.

You slid your hands into his collar, tugging him closer. “Shut up and kiss me.”

The room was dim, lit only by the amber glow of a single oil lamp. Somewhere outside, the piano clinked out a sloppy tune, muffled by thick walls and heavier breathing.

Your dress hung halfway down your arms, Arthur’s hands resting at your waist like he was still deciding whether to kiss you or drop to his knees. He looked… almost reverent, like he couldn’t believe this was happening.

You broke the silence first.

“If you stare at me like that much longer, Morgan, I might start gettin’ self-conscious.”

He blinked, mouth twitching into a grin. “Sorry. Just didn’t expect heaven to have tits like this. Don’t know why it took me so long to get you naked.”

You snorted, tugging the rest of the fabric off and letting it fall. “Flattery’s cute. Get your damn shirt off.”

He obeyed with a grunt, pulling the garment over his head and tossing it aside. When your eyes swept over him—broad chest, old scars, the trail of hair down his stomach—you bit your lip.

“You are a big bastard,” you said, half-laughing. “No wonder my back still ached from last time.”

Arthur chuckled, stepping closer. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’ll take my time breakin’ you in proper.”

You arched a brow, and pushed your dress down to the floor along with your drawers. “You’re talkative tonight.”

“Whiskey,” he replied. “And you walkin’ around lookin’ like temptation itself.”

When his hands touched your bare hips, everything slowed. He looked down at you, thumb brushing your side, the pads of his fingers callused but warm. He looked you up and down—from your breasts down your waist to that apex of your thighs he’d recently visited so often, where dark hair covered your most sensitive skin.

“I ever tell you how pretty you are?” he murmured as he dragged his thumb under your belly button.

You rolled your eyes. ��Once, I think. Right after you had your head between my legs.”

He gave a short laugh. “Well. That still counts.”

You pressed a kiss to the corner of his mouth, soft at first, then deeper.

Before long, he was walking you backwards toward the bed, the last bits of his clothing tossed aside between kisses, gasps, and muttered swears. And when you were both finally bare, standing at the edge of the bed, the mood shifted—just for a heartbeat. The two of you stood, completely nude to each other for the first time.

Arthur stared at you like he’d been shot clean through. His hand reached up, brushing lightly over your ribs, then lower, his fingers parted that thatch of hair to slide between your folds, already finding you aroused.

“Jesus,” he breathed. “You’re…”

“Don’t you dare say beautiful,” you cut in, smirking as your fingers encircled his cock, squeezing gently.

“Was gonna say dangerous.” He grunted, watching your movements intently.

You smiled. “Damn right.”

He kissed you then, slower now. Deeper. The heat was still there, but something else had crept in, like he was memorizing you.

Your fingers tangled in his hair as you nudged him back toward the mattress. Arthur wasn’t expecting to be pushed.

Not hard—but firmly enough that his back hit the mattress with a soft grunt, his arms instinctively catching him before he leaned all the way back.

You were already on him, one knee sliding up the edge of the bed, hands braced on either side of his chest, a smirk playing at your lips.

“Well,” he drawled, voice low. “This is new.”

You gave him a slow once-over, admiring the long, broad stretch of him beneath you—shirtless, pants long gone, the lamp’s golden glow casting soft shadows across every muscle and scar.

“Figured it was my turn,” you said, shifting to straddle his pelvis. You settled down on his cock, your folds parted as his length settled against your most sensitive skin.

His hands found your hips like they always did, fingers twitching with the urge to squeeze. “Not complainin’. Just surprised you didn’t do this sooner.”

“I like lettin’ you think you’re in charge,” you said sweetly, beginning to rock back and forth over him. “Keeps you well-behaved.”

Arthur chuckled, head tilting back against the pillow. “You ain’t ever known me to be well-behaved.”

You leaned forward until your mouth was just shy of his, hands flat on his chest. “Maybe I like it better when you don’t behave.”

He caught your waist, thumbs brushing the bare skin beneath your ribs. His eyes burned, but he let you lead. For now.

You leaned down and kissed him slowly and deliberately, like you were daring him to pull control back. He didn’t. He kissed you back just as deeply, groaning low in his throat when your teeth grazed his bottom lip. Your hips moved slowly over him, the head of his cock pressed hard against your clit, deliciously.

“You’re drivin’ me insane,” he muttered against your mouth.

“That’s the point.”

You shifted again, watching his jaw clench as your hips rocked forward, just a little, enough to make his breath stutter. His hands tightened on your waist, but he didn’t flip you over, didn’t pin you down.

Not yet.

“You always so good at takin’ your time?” he asked, voice rough.

You dragged your lips along his throat, up to his jaw, speaking just beneath his ear.

“Only when I know the man under me’s about to lose his damn mind.”

Arthur huffed out a laugh—but it broke halfway through when you moved again. His fingers dug in now, trying and failing to stay still.

“Jesus,” he breathed. “You got no idea what you’re doin’ to me.”

“I think I do.”

His head dropped back again, voice low, almost reverent. “You’re gonna kill me.”

You kissed along the lines of his chest now, every inch you touched making him twitch beneath you. He gritted his teeth when you bit down lightly near his collarbone.

“You gonna let me have my way?” you asked, feigning innocence.

Arthur looked down at you, eyes dark and amused and strained all at once. “For now.”

You sat back upright, trailing your hands down his stomach, slow and warm. “That sounds like a threat.”

“Ain’t no threat,” he said. “Just a promise.”

You leaned down one more time, your hair falling like a curtain between you.

“Then you better make sure I remember it.”

He growled low—half frustration, half praise—and let you take your time doing just that.

When you took him in your hand and then sank onto him, the noise he made wasn’t even a word. Just a desperate, throaty groan that made heat bloom low in your belly.

He gripped your hips hard, not guiding you—just holding on. His head fell back against the pillow, eyes fluttering shut as you moved, fast and rough, all tension and no rhythm, like you were both trying to chase something you couldn’t quite name.

“Goddamn, girl…” he rasped, fingers flexing on your waist. “You tryna kill me?”

You grinned through your gasp. “You could’ve had worse ways to go.”

The tempo shifted, rougher, deeper. He met your thrusts now, matching you beat for beat, until the air between you turned to fire. Nothing but sweat and breath and soft curses under your breath as your pace turned frantic.

His hands gripped your thighs now, arms tight, body straining.

“I ain’t gonna last,” he warned, voice tight, voice wrecked.

You were barely listening.

“D-don’t you dare come—”

You ground down hard on his pelvis, his hands crushing into the meat of your rear with bruising force.

“I—fuck, woman… I’m gonna—”

“Not yet, not yet, Jesus—please—” you whined, rolling your hips on him the fastest and hardest you’d ever done, chasing that precipice you seemed so close to. Your clit pressed hard against his pubic bone, and you sloppily rode his throbbing cock. “I need to come, I need—”

Arthur’s head fell back against the pillow as he gritted his teeth, hands leaving your hips to dig into the mattress.

“Let me come, let me—Arthur—”

He was beyond words as you gyrated above him, grunting and panting as he screwed his eyes shut, trying desperately not to give into the pleasure. You bore down on him, throwing your hips hard against his, chasing that feeling that seemed just out of reach.

You were so close. You could almost taste it. The friction of the curls at the base of his cock against the sensitive skin of that nub of your pleasure—that, that’s what did you in.

“Jesus fuck—” he grunted, the sheen of sweat on his brow glistening as you ground down on him, your hips jerking with a sense of finality.

You stuttered unintelligible words in a high-pitched gasp as your whole body tensed over him, muscles clutching, cunt squeezing. His eyes shot open and he lost the fight.

“Shit—!” He gritted, and nigh uncontrollably, his hips thrust upward and he came, all of his energy seeming to be pulled out of his body through his cock, spattering pulse after pulse of spend into your warm depths.

Your hands pulsed on his abdomen as you whined, panting as you came down from your own high.

“Shit.” He grunted as he watched you climb off him, a trail of milky fluid slowly making its way down your thigh.

“It’ll—it’ll be okay… I’m about to bleed. I’m sure it won’t take.” You panted, grabbing a handkerchief from the bedside table and wiping the moisture from your skin. You tossed the wet handkerchief at Arthur’s face, and he sputtered in disgust, throwing it back at you.

By the time he grabbed you and dragged you back into bed, the drying spend on your thighs was forgotten.

[kaleldobrev]

Lavender & Honey

Pairing: Felix Catton x F. Reader

Feat. Character(s): Reader & Felix Catton

Summary: Taking a bath with Felix

Word Count: 760

Warnings: Just pure fluff & Implied nudity (takes place in the bath)

Authors Note: Obsessed with the idea of taking a nice relaxing bath with this man | If you liked this, don’t forget to like & reblog. I really appreciate it! Feedback is always welcome ♡

It was late, but you were nowhere close to being remotely tired as the grandfather clock in the hallway chimed at 11:00pm.

Your boyfriend lie next to you, entirely focused on the newest and final Harry Potter book that was being passed around to the group. Tonight, was his night to read at least two chapters before handing it off to Venetia. With his free hand, he gently had it resting on your bare thigh, tracing small circles on your skin with his thumb. It was such a simple gesture, but yet it was one that you craved at all hours of the day and night.

Since it wasn't your turn with the book (as you had just given the book for Felix to read); you opted to doodle in your sketchbook that Elspeth had given you for your birthday this past year. You weren't a particularly good artist, but drawing and painting and going to art museums was something that you had enjoyed doing for as long as you could remember; part of the reason as to why you were studying History of Art at Oxford.

You let out a small yawn and closed your sketchbook, placing it onto the side table on your side of the bed. Out of your peripheral, you could see Felix had a soft smile on his face. "Getting tired?" He asked, turning to look at you.

"Not really but, I think my body is giving up on doing anything remotely productive the rest of the evening," you stated. "Would you want to join me for a bath or are you too focused on the prospect of The Golden Trio having a threesome?" You said teasing.

Felix let out a small chuckle, placing a bookmark between the pages before closing the book completely, placing it on his side table. "As much as I am interested in the prospect of them having a threesome, I much rather take a bath with you because it could lead to other things," he smirked, slightly leaning in close to you.

"It always does," you smirked back.

Walking into the bathroom, Felix automatically made his way to the tub, turning the water on as you went into the cabinets. As you knelt down in front of the cabinets, he looked over at you and couldn't help but admire you. You were wearing one of his rugby shirts, and it looked like a short dress on you given his height; and your hair was in slight disarray — still managing to look like a model in his eyes.

"Find what you're looking for love?" He asked, his eyes solely fixated on you.

You turned around, a slight grin on your face as you stood up with a bag of what appeared to be bath salts. "I did!" You beamed, and walked over to him, pressing the full bag into his hands. "I found this at a shop with V and Farleigh when you were spending the day with Ollie yesterday."

Felix looked down at the bag, and it was a large bag of lavender and honey bath salts — your scent. "You know if we put this in the bath, I won't be able to keep my hands off of you."

You wrapped your arms around his waist; and he did the same. Looking up at him, you grinned. "That's the idea love," you slightly whispered, standing up on your tippy toes as he leaned down and met your lips, giving you a quick peck.

The entire bathroom was filled with the strong smells of lavender and honey; the only light emitting from the room came from the assortment of candles that you and Felix had lit which added a rather cozy ambiance.

Felix got into the bath first, and laid back into the tub, his arms slightly hanging off the sides of it. He spread his legs a bit, just enough for you to fit yourself perfectly between them.

Getting into the tub, you settled yourself perfectly between his legs, and laid your back against his chest as you nestled your face into the crook of his neck slightly. His arms found themselves wrapping instantly around your frame as he placed a kiss on the top of your head before resting his chin in the exact same place.

It was simple moments like these that the both of you truly cherished, and couldn’t imagine doing it with any other.

“I love you,” you said softly, peering up at him.

“I love you too,” he replied, placing a kiss on your temple.

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[peakyloverrr]

BUSINESS TRIPS

warnings: smut, fluff, cheating, manipulation. (MDNI)

word count: 2k

summary: your husband thomas shelby has left you and your children once again, well accompanied by the staff he hired for the family a few years back. this is the longest trip he’d been on since your daughter ruby was born, and so far away as well. thomas had told you that there was business to attend in the states. but that was really all you knew.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫

one late evening, after you put the children down for the night. you found yourself talking on the telephone to your sister in law ada. “i can’t believe you let tommy go up there by himself, you’ve got to much faith Y/N” spoke ada. hearing her talk about your husband like that made you angry, but it was coming from his sister. you would think she would know more about him then you.

“you don’t think he actually would cheat do you?” you asked the receiver, her breath hitched in her throat before answering. “well he’ll be home when you wake up, ask him yourself” she stated. before you could answer ada’s statement she had already hung up the phone. you whined and placed the black telephone on your bedside table in the room you share with your husband. you then turned off the crystal lamp sat next to it, the room turning darker then the phone. eventually, after moments of tossing and turning you finally drifted off to sleep.

hours of sleep go by before your woken to the sound of heavy foot steps around your bedroom. the smell of whiskey and cigarettes enveloped you, he was back. without hesitation you jolted up, quickly turning the lamp on. it was still dark outside, but it wasn’t unusually for him to turn up in the peak of the morning. he stood in front of the wooden dresser with his back turned. you watched him from afar as his leather gun holster began to fall softly off his shoulders.

thomas’s head peaked over his shoulder, instantly noticing you covered in the thick blankets. “morning love,” thomas chuckled. you allowed yourself to sink deeper into the mattress underneath you as thomas’s continued underdressing. your mind obnoxiously flicking back to adas words. suddenly you snapped out of the trance, “i’ve drawn a bath for you”. how odd, a month overseas and he’s come home to draw a bath for his wife?

you lifted the covers off yourself, your feet snug against the plush carpet. you take a few steps forward, your arms wrapping around him like a snake. your face nuzzled against his neck, his aftershave weaving up your nose. “i’m so glad your back” you whispered gently. thomas shrugged his shoulders, forcing you off him. “please just get in the bath Y/N” he muttered back to you.

like always, you did what your husband asked of you. thomas had complete control over you, weather you liked it or not. you knew he intended to keep it that way, but it would be nice of him to let you in once in a while. with no hesitation you made your way to your shared ensuite, a white large bathtub stood in the middle with candles and rose petals spread about. the gesture made you swoon, so thoughtful of him, so kind, so wholesome. but very fucking suspicious.

you still managed to enjoy your bath, the temperature was just perfect. half way through he appeared once again, “look at my pretty girl..” he mumbled before gripping the edge of the bathtub. he admired every inch of your body, your hips, your waist; every part that could be admired. your eyes where locked on his face as he took in your body, seconds went by before thomas was pulling up the sleeve of his shirt. his hand quickly dipping into the water to try and get a feel of you.

his actions took you by surprise, he was never this affectionate. it was if he was trying to cover up something, the way he was spoiling you. for god sake there was probably a designer purse waiting for you downstairs. before thomas could fiddle with his wife, you grabbed his wrist. his attention darting start to you, “what?” thomas asked an annoyed look smearing over his face. “why are you doing all this?” you questioned.

the emotions he was showing immediately disappeared, the hand hovering above your most sensitive area moved quickly to the plug of the bath. thomas lifted it up effortlessly. “i try to treat you well but it’s never fucking good enough!” thomas shouted, the plug flying out of his hands into a hidden corner. “don’t you appreciate me Y/N? am i doing something wrong?”. the lust in his eyes turned to pure anger, his chest was heaving, his shoulders where tense. “i mean fuckin’ hell what more can a man do?”.

your body grew cold as the water drained, thomas’s voice echoed off the tiles. you lifted your body slightly, in hopes to get your point across. “thomas did you do something, something bad?”. thomas paced around the bathroom, staying silent as he did so. “tommy tell me!” you demand, he stopped in his tracks. thomas turned on the heel of his boots, the intense moment that made you shiver. “you got me” he finally admitted, his calloused hand sliding over his face.

you froze for a second, the words took a while to actually make sense. ada was right, thomas shelby was a cunt. “you cheated on me?!?!” you shouted out, tears beginning to fill your eyes, your heart melting in your chest. thomas noticed your distress, he squatted down in front of the tub. his hands instantly cupped your face. “no darling it wasn’t like that!” he confirmed, his rough thumb wiped the tears streaming down your face. “i only ever thought of you, please don’t cry love” thomas begged.

you felt as if you were decomposing, thinking of thomas with another woman sent you into agony. “you were only gone for a month!” you spat out between deep breaths. “Y/N please understand a month is a long time away from you, i got lonely” he pleaded. for some mad reason you couldn’t help but feel sympathy towards thomas. he had gone through all this effort to try and clear his tracks, it was obvious the prostitutes where only a stress relief. “please Y/N, i love you more then life itself let me make it up to you”.

as thomas comforted you, your loud cry’s turned into soft sniffles. you nodded your head ever so slightly, giving in to his apologies. thomas held your hand and helped you step out of the bathtub. once you where out he wasted no time, quickly grabbing the soft beige towel hanging on a hook. “let’s warm you up” he spoke, thomas wrapped the towel tightly around you. making sure every inch of your body was dry. his hand rested on the small of your back as he guided you into the bedroom.

once your feet felt the carpet he lifted you up onto the bed. the towel came undone around your body. “under the covers please” thomas asked before pulling up a corner of the blankets for you. like a obedient dog, you slide under the sheets. the warmth instantly put you at ease. thomas dressed himself in boxer shorts and an undershirt before crawling in next to you. “i’m sorry my love..” he whispered close to your ear, his hand gripped your waist.

with no effort thomas pulls himself over you, the blankets just above his shoulders. your naked body twitched under him, he kissed your forehead gently trying to bring you content. “shhh it’s alright” thomas mumbled. how could a man so cruel to the outside world make a woman crumble like this. not much time passed before thomas’s lips were attached to your neck, his knee was placed between your legs, his hands now guiding your hips.

you could resist grinding on him, the pleasure shot up your spine. he had such a way with you, he knew every inch of your body. he knew the nicknames you liked, the pace you liked, your body was his. his grip tightened, his knuckles turning white from the pressure. his teeth grazed your neck, his tongue licking up it until he reached your ear. “not to fast now” he said with a low chuckle before sinking under the blankets.

thomas’s breath touched your bare heat, his hands traveled up your torso landing on your breasts. he twisted your nipples gently between his fingers, the sensation was something you had been craving for 4 weeks. all you wanted was his touch and affection, which is what he was clearly giving you. you fully understood his intentions when his tongue met your dripping heat. it slide gracefully between your folds, stopping right at your clit. you whined from the sudden movements, thomas being hidden underneath the covers added to the excitement.

his chuckles sent vibrations against your clit, forcing your legs to squirm. and with that thomas’s lips latched to you, his mouth slurped you up affirmatively. each suck was harder then the last, moans escaped from your parted lips. thomas let go of one of your breasts,moving his hand down to join him between your legs. the tip of his fingers teased your entrance, causing your hips to jerk. thomas squeezed his fingers inside you, it being a bit more difficult since you haven’t had anything inside you since he left.

your head fall back against the bed frame once you felt him inside you. “oh tommy..” you moaned softly, his fingers beginning to curl inside you. his mouth now leaving gentle kissing on your clit. his pace quickened, along with his tongue. he was eager to make you reach your high. your hands ducked under the covers, grabbing tightly onto his short hair. “mmmm” thomas mumbled into you, with one hard curl of his fingers he found your most sensitive spot.

you let out a loud squeal, his fingers now rapidly hitting your g spot. you gripped his hair tighter, almost pulling it out as he worked his magic. your body moved with his fingers, the knot in your stomach becoming more noticeable. “that’s it..” he muttered against you once more, the words sending you into oblivion. your back arched off the bed, goose bumps spread across your body. your heat clenched around thomas’s fingers, almost making it impossible for him to move them.

but nothing was impossible for thomas shelby, one final curl and you came undone around him. your legs shook heavily beside him, your mouth dropping into the shape of a O. the bed squeaked with thomas’s movements as he guided you through your high. his fingers didn’t stop until they where drenched in your cum. after a while they began to slow down, as well as his tongue. he pulled them out ever so slowly, leaving pleasure along the way. thomas appeared from the blankets and rolled over onto his side.

he watched his panting mess with proud look on his face, he pulled you into his chest. your body instantly finding comfort, thomas rubbed circles on your back until the both of you drifted off into a peaceful sleep. the next morning you woke up to tea in bed, a bunch of flowers picked from the garden. and to your surprise downstairs there wasn’t just one designer purse, there was 2. along with jewellery, large diamonds, toys for the children, and even more flowers. suppose getting cheated on isn’t so bad after all.

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[sunvylovebug]

Meteor shower

↬ Warnings: Not NSFW but there are mentions of nudity (they bathe together) …⁠ᘛ⁠⁐̤⁠ᕐ⁠ᐷ

↬ Female!Reader and third person narration (⁠*⁠˘⁠︶⁠˘⁠*⁠)⁠.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡

↬ Author Note: I fell in love with Diluc since the game was released and it makes me sad that I never got him and I don't play anymore. I wanted to write something soft about him so here you go, reblogs and likes are welcome! You could follow me to see all the things I posted before and all the coming stuff, thank you!<3

↬ Summary: Y/N is excited about the meteor shower and it's a time she wants to spend with her loving husband.

↬ Word Count: 1,095 Words

Tired of working as hard as he usually did, he arrived home, where his beautiful wife was waiting for him with dinner ready. After the wedding they had moved to a more personal space, she had the help of the maids during the morning, but at night it was just the two of them, flowers, candles and all the love they had for each other.

He took out his keys to opened the front door, the aroma invited him to enter and he couldn't help but lightly smell the delicious aroma of her home-cooked food, he swallowed hard cause of the hunger he had and walked to the kitchen, he came up behind Y/N as he wrapped his arms around her waist. "I'm home, my love." He let go of the gentle words in that voice that made her melt, pressed a soft kiss to her temple and took off his gloves to wash his hands, his curious crimson eyes peered out the window.

"It's going to be the meteor shower tonight, right?" He asked, knowing how excited she was to see this beautiful event together, so, he had everything ready for after their dinner.

She nodded. "There's still some time left, I can't wait for it! It's gonna be so nice." She had on her lips that smile that he loved so much. He turned off the tap and turned around to hug her from behind again.

"You look so beautiful when you get excited about something like that, you know?" He whispered softly near the back of her neck, his thumbs tracing circles on her waist. He really knew how to make her heart race even after so much time together.

"I love you so much Diluc."

"I love you more."

The two had a chat about how each other's day was, there was nothing remarkable but that's how they liked it, quiet and somewhat routine days, without problems or complications. They both needed some peace after so many things they'd been through throughout their lives.

Once the food was served, Diluc pulled her chair out and she smiled sweetly, thinking about how those simple gestures of affection had always been shown by him, even before they fell in love. She kindly thanked him and he proceeded to sit down as well to enjoy dinner together.

★

He took charge of cleaning the kitchen after eating, insisting that she had done a wonderful job with dinner and that it was his turn to help with the housework like they usually did. She couldn't help but think how attractive her husband looked with his hair up high, doing something as simple as washing the dishes.

"Would you like to take a bath before we leave? There is still plenty of time left." She asked gently, always wanting to spoil him, Y/N knew he always worked so hard, he deserved all that treatment since she was also spoiled whenever he could.

Diluc looked at her with a smirk, a little hint of mischief in it. "Are you coming with me?"

Y/N chuckled and shook her head in amusement. "How could I say no?"

She went to prepare the bath and when she returned to the kitchen her husband's strong arms carried her back. Once there, he closed the door and gently undressed her between kisses, removing his own clothes too. They got into the marble tub, both of them comfortable with it, after all it wasn't the first time they had each other's naked bodies pressed against each other. Still, there was no intention of taking things to a more passionate and lustful level, it was just a nice moment between the two, enjoying the warm water hugging their bodies, the nice smell of the candles she lit and the company of the other.

Diluc dedicated himself to scrubbing her back and washing her hair, leaving caresses and sweet kisses on her soft skin. Y/N returned the attention and care he gave her, both of them were enjoying the moment, the beautiful connection they had built together over time.

Shortly after the bath, he dried and combed her hair while he had a towel tied around his waist. "You know I can deal with my own hair, right?"

"Well, that doesn't mean I don't want to take care of it for my gorgeous wife this time. I know you can do it, but I like to spoil you too, love." He gave her a peck on the tip of her nose, earning a tender giggle from her.

"I love you, silly husband."

"Your silly husband loves you too." He pecked the tip of her nose again.

Then two dressed with some warm pajamas, being somewhat aware of the time so as not to be late. When they finished they left the house, walking hand in hand, Diluc carrying a basket in his other hand, they walked to a place not far from their home, in the middle of the vast valley, no enemy in sight. He took out a blanket and put it on the ground, then wrapped the two of them in a soft, thick blanket, they were talking and laughing for a long time, enjoying some snacks he had brought, giving each other little kisses from time to time, holding hands and waiting for the meteor shower.

★

The show in the sky had begun, the two watched intently as the night sky looked even more beautiful than usual. Diluc looked at her, Y/N's expression of astonishment was so cute to see, he wanted to record that beautiful moment in his memory for the rest of his life. "So beautiful." He whispered, looking at his beloved's expression.

"I know right." She said looking at the stars.

He smiled to himself and moved his eyes to the sky as well. Maybe their lives had been hard in the past, but it was moments like these that made it all worth it.

Once the meteor shower ended, Diluc kissed her knuckles softly while looking at that light reflected in her eyes, this was noticeable every time she was happy and that always made him feel so lucky to have such a beautiful, kind, gentle and loving wife.

It felt right to see that sweet and happy light in his beloved's eyes. And he knows that if he needed to, he would go and move heaven and earth so that she was happy, all to make that glow last over time, so that nothing could be able to fade the smile and the light in her loving eyes.

[writingoddess1125]

Still Sexy?

Buggy x FemReader

⚠️ Warnings: ⚠️ Body Issues, Talk of Traumatic Birth, Sexual Themes.

Fluff at the end!

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Old Man Series <-

• You felt like a total dumpster fire- Staring at yourself in the mirror and looking over the 'damage' that had been done.

• And worse of all- You'd tore really badly while giving birth to your daughters and had to be stitched back up.

• It had been a rather traumatic experience for you.

• Being incredibly greatful for Buggy and your boys who helped so much after the birth since you weren't exactly up for the task quite yet.

• However that didnt mean things were great however. The quack doctor back at the village had decided to leave a lasting mark since he had stitched you a bit excessively..

• So you felt different inside and out-

• You and your family had gone back out to sea after 2 months- Deciding it was best to go back out. Now hitting the 5 month mark since your twin daughters births.

• You'd spent the time trying to be a good mom- Getting up for feeding, helping the boys and even pitching in with Buggy to help him get back into the swing of his pirating career.

• However you and him hadn't been Intimate.. at all.

• Mainly due to the fear he found you revolting in some aspect-

• So you slept in the baggiest pajamas, a pillow to your back or bust to keep yourself covered and whatever tactic you could to keep Buggy from even catching a glimpse of you-

• You hadn't really noticed but- buggy was getting fed up on not being able to see you. So he set his new flashy plan into motion.

• You had just gotten back from a bath, deciding to head down to the bedroom to get fresh clothes from the girls since you knew they probably needed to be changed soon. However stumbled on a rather interesting sight-

• Buggy laid on the bed, dressed the the nines facing you. The smell of apples in the air with the room done up just how you liked it.

• "Why (Y/N)~ I see you've caught me here. Alone~" Buggy said, you noticing the bottles of your favorite wine and alcohol laid out.

• "Well yeah we share this room Bugs- Whats with the new costume?-" You point out, very clearly able to tell even in the candle lit room.

• "Oh just wanted to try out something flashy. You like?" You nodded, It was a nice looking costume.

• He stood up and showed you the outfit in all its glory-

• It reminded you of a bird trying to do a mating dance by showing off its feathers and flashy colors-

• "Its lovely- I actually just came down here to grab clothes for the girls and get them changed"

• "I have Cabaji watching the kids with Alvida they have all beed fed and in fresh clothes-" Buggy said calmly.

• "Oh well I can go get the two of us di-"

• "I brought us dinner-" He said quickly pulling up a full cart of your favorite foods there.

• A bubbling of anxiety hitting your chest at this, worried now over why he was doing this all-

• "Welllll if there is nothing here for me to help with then I'll just head back up to the deck and we can go over your map-"

• "FOR FUCKS SAKE (Y/N) I WANT TO SLEEP WITH YOU!-" He blurted out.

• His face turning as red as your owns as there was a moment of silence in the room. The feeling of total confusion hitting your nervous system.

• "You.. Want to sleep with me?-" You questioned, Buggy nodding his head quickly.

• "But why? I look like this-" You gesture to yourself, still in the way to baggy clothes and soap scent hanging over you from your bath.

• "Like A Goddess herself? Fuck yeah I want to! I've been taking cold showers for months! I even put my dick in a box so I didn't walk around full tenting all day or poking you at night!" He admitted red in the face.

• "You put your dick in a box?-"

• "That's besides the point! I've wanted you for months now. Youre just so sexy to me in every way- I just wanted to give you space to heal up.. I know the birth has been hard on you and all.." He rubbed the back of his neck as he stepped closer to you.

• You felt tears welling up at his sincerity as he got closer to you wrapping his arms around your waist.

• "I just- I feel so damn ugly! My body feels like a foreign land- The weight, the stretch marks, my boobs! It is all so different from before and I don't know how to handle it- I-I didn't want you to be disgusted by me" You admit as tears ran down your cheeks and Buggys gloved hands started to wipe them away frantically.

• "What? No No- I'd never thing that! Your beautiful and- Honestly I was just worried you weren't interested either.. I mean I have but on a bit of Dad weight myself but I don't think you look bad, You've had 4 fucking kids!"

• You couldn't disagree honestly- Maybe you were a bit hard on yourself. You did push out 4 kids.. that and you hadn't even noticed Buggy had put on weight either!

• "And well- If you feel that way about your body.. Why don't we explore it together? I'm a great navigator afterall" He joked lightly, carressing yojr cheek- wanting you to smile desperately

• This managing to pull a giggle from you, Buggy smiling at this as he cuddled you close.

• You leaning into his touch with a happy sigh, while you still felt anxious.. it was better? Like you had someone there to battle it with you..

• You Weren't Alone

• "Well, Why don't we take it slow like before?- Till we both know how to go about it?" You said shyly, Blushing at just how excited he was at this as he nodded.

• "Of course Doll, we can take it as slow or fast as you need it. You're my wife afterall so you control" He says with a Goofy grin as he leaned you towards the bed and going in for a kiss.

• "When did I get upgraded to wife?"

• "....Did I never propose?-" He said confused blinking at you confused. You chuckling and shaking your head no-

• "FOR FUCK SAKES-!" He yelled, his hands floating away to his vanity as it rapidly digs through it and floats back to you quickly.

• He quickly took your hand and slid the simple ring on your finger.

• You remembered this ring- He had once showed it to the boys. It was the first piece of treasure he'd ever gotten as a Pirate Appreciate, gifted to him by his Captian Gol D Roger's.

• "There- Now you're my wife"

• You stared at your hand and the ring on your finger, before giggling at this. Nodding as you kissed his cheeks, a flush of feeling hitting your chest.

• "Yes then- Let's fuck as Husband and Wife then~" You say Leaning into his excited touch.

• "HELL YEAH!!" He said with a crazed laugh. You only able to give a squealing laugh as Buggy tackled you onto the bed with a gleeful laugh.

Bonus-

Cabaji was in hell- He was holding Ari who was making it her mission to grab his hair to pull on it. Bee and Dee who were running around in their newly built bedroom on the other wing of the ship and he had to keep them from pushing each other off their respective bunk beds.

"Don't pull your brothers hair!" Cabaji yelled, Dee letting go of Bee who fell face first on the ground. Bee pausing for a moment as he heard tapping that seemed to echo down the hall-

"Why does it sound like someone is knocking?" Bee asked, Cabaji flinching at his words as did Alvida who tried to hold back a laugh while rocking Ali.

"Don't worry about it kid-" Cabaji said softly as he turned up the Record player that was playing a lullaby to hopefully get the kids to wind down. The man gave a heavy sigh to keep the sound of what he assumed what your and Buggys rekindling relationship at bay.

[thehandmaidenofcreativity]

Time to Relax

WC: 1.5k

Knowing he hasn't been feeling his best, Hyunjin decides to help Seungmin to relax.

Just a fluffy, sweet afternoon with Seungjin.

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“This is a great idea, mate.” Felix ushers Hyunjin in with a smile. “He really needs it.”

“And you know he won’t do it for himself,” Hyunjin agrees. He’s got a tote full of candles, shampoo, conditioner, and a nice bubble bath. They make their way to Seungmin’s bathroom, chatting about Stay’s reactions to the performances they’d worked so hard on following their return to Korea. They’d had no real time to rest, and all the members were feeling it in one way or another. For some reason, Seungmin had more trouble than usual adjusting to the time zone changes, and along with the jet lag, he’s been dealing with some neck pain - not that he’d really tell them how bad it is. 

Hyunjin began placing the candles around the bathroom, lighting them one by one. Felix assured Hyunjin that he’d get the water just right so that it’ll be the perfect temperature when Seungmin gets home. He dug into the bag for the bubble bath. “What scent did you bring?”

“I figured he wouldn’t want anything too strong, so I had to test a bunch to find the right one. It's French vanilla.” Felix gave him an approving look as he took the bottle to add to the quickly filling tub. “The candles all match it pretty well. Vanilla, jasmine, ah and smell this cherry almond one.”

“Oh, it’s so good,” Felix sighs out. “Kinda strong, though.”

“Yeah, that’s why I only got one.” Hyunjin has it all planned out. He glances at the time. It’s getting close. “I think he’ll like it. Looks like he should be back soon. Can you shoot him a message to check?”

“Of course.” Felix smiles and places a hand on his shoulder. “He’s gonna love this, Hyun. You don’t need to be nervous.”

Hyunjin laughs and gives himself a small shake. “I don’t know why I am. I guess it’s just ‘cause it’s something I’ve never done before?”

The two of them head to the living room. When Seungmin texts back saying he’s on his way up now, Hyunjin snags a beer from the fridge and scurries off to the bathroom to wait in the candlelight. Moments later he hears Felix greet his roommate and encourage him to go relax in his room for a while, that he’ll handle dinner.

Seungmin drops his bag in his desk chair and nearly collapses onto his bed before he notices the light coming from his bathroom. Confused, he makes his way over, and the scent of the candles reaches him. He pushes the door the rest of the way open and is met with a beautiful sight: Hyunjin is bathed in candlelight, smiling shyly. 

“Welcome home.” He gestures to the slightly steaming tub topped with a light layer of bubbles. “I thought you might need a little something extra to help you unwind… What do you think?”

“This is really nice, Jinnie.” Seungmin smiles as he takes a couple steps into the room, grabbing one of Hyunjin’s hands in his own. “You didn’t have to do all this.”

“I know.” Hyunjin gives Seungmin’s hands a brief squeeze before moving to push the jacket off of his shoulders. “But I wanted to. And you deserve to be pampered every now and then.”

Seungmin goes to remove his belt, only to receive a light slap on his hands. He fixes Hyunjin with an exaggerated glare before allowing himself to be undressed. With each article of clothing, Hyunjin dropped a kiss - on a shoulder, a hip, a calf. He encourages Seungmin to hop in to take a quick body shower, so that he’ll feel nice and clean climbing into the tub, and turns on some soft music. As Seungmin settles into the warm water, Hyunjin hands him his beer and sits on the ledge just behind his right shoulder. 

“Is your neck still bothering you, Minnie?” Hyunjin doesn’t wait for an answer, immediately dipping his hands in the water to bring a bit up to the back of Seungmin’s neck. He starts kneading into the tense muscle. 

“You really don’t have to do all this,” Seungmin sighs. Even as he says it, he hopes that Hyunjin will disregard him again. His hands are like magic, and Seungmin can already feel himself falling into a more relaxed state than he’s been in in over a month. With the soft, sweet fragrance in the air and the warmth around him, he’s ready to turn into jello. Hyunjin works his hands up into Seungmin’s hair. Seungmin sighs again and whispers, “thank you.” 

“Close your eyes, jagiya.” Hyunjin grabs the cup he’d set aside and guides Seungmin to tip his head back so the water won’t run down his face. He takes his time lathering his favorite shampoo into Seungmin’s hair, rinsing, then massaging in the conditioner. “I kinda wish I’d done this before you cut your hair so I could compare the experiences. It’s weirdly soothing.”

“Mmm,” Seungmin murmurs. “You’re telling me. I never wanna wash my own hair again.”

They both laugh then settle back into a comfortable silence. When Love Poem by IU begins to play in the background, a smile lights Seungmin’s face. Seungmin has a lot of smiles that he shares with the world, but nothing beats when he has that look of pure, private enjoyment on his face. Hyunjin pauses in his to simply revel in its beauty. 

Seungmin cracks an eye open after about 15 seconds. “You done up there?”

“Oh!” Hyunjin giggles at himself a bit. “Sorry, got distracted. One more rinse.”

Once he finishes up with Seungmin’s hair, Hyunjin tucks a rolled towel under his head then moves to the other end of the tub and tries to convince Seungmin to lift a foot out so that he can continue his massaging. Seungmin isn’t having it, though. He takes another sip of his beer and tells him, “Jinnie, you’re doing so much. Why don’t you go get a drink for yourself and when you get back, I’ll sing for you a little bit.”

Hyunjin fake pouts, but makes his way out to the kitchen. When he returns, Seungmin’s eyes are closed again, that faint smile on his lips. As much as he loves to hear Seungmin sing, Hyunjin decides to linger by the door for a few minutes, allowing Seungmin to just sit and relax. It speaks to his need for just that when he doesn’t seem to notice how long it takes Hyunjin to return.

After a while, Hyunjin dips his hand into the water to check the temperature. Not too cool, but it’s getting there. He leaves again, grabbing the towel Felix was kind enough to throw into the dryer for him. “About ready to get out, Min?”

Seungmin had been on the verge of dozing off. He blinks up at him a few times and nods. After downing the rest of his beer, he trades the bottle for the warm, fluffy towel. He sees that while he was soaking Hyunjin added some candles to his bedroom as well, maintaining the spa-like ambiance. His favorite t-shirt is laid out on his bed with fresh briefs and shorts. He realizes that Hyunjin must’ve put them in the dryer as well when he feels their warmth. He really thought of everything. Seungmin’s gotten so tired that all he wants to do is crawl into bed, but he can’t do that when Hyunjin’s just done such a nice thing for him. 

“How about I treat you to dinner?” He turns to face Hyunjin with a smile. He gets one in return, but the other man is shaking his head. 

“Nope.” Hyunjin moves to put his arms around Seungmin. “It’s time to get cozy. Plus, Felix said he’d take care of dinner, remember?”

“Well, I have to do something for you, jagi.” But even as he says it, his tired body allows Hyunjin to press him back to sit on the bed. “You’re staying for dinner with Lix at least, right?”

Seungmin slides under the covers, and Hyunjin slides in right after him. “Of course. I just figured it’d be nice to cuddle for a bit first.” He knows Seungmin is ready to sleep. He’s just resisting because he doesn’t want Hyunjin to feel like he’s blowing him off.

“Just for a little while then.” Seungmin turns onto his side so that Hyunjin can take the big spoon position. He twists back for a brief kiss before snuggling into his pillow. With Hyunjin wrapped around him, he lets his mind replay his little spa day. He could really feel how much Hyunjin cares for him; he almost can’t believe that he put so much effort into this afternoon, except he can, because it’s Hyunjin. He’ll need to plan something special for him, too. He needs him to know how much he cares as well. Seungmin drifts closer and closer to sleep, going over different ideas until he’s just left with the thought… “I love you, Hyunjin.”

Nuzzled in behind him, his thumb absently drifting back and forth over Seungmin’s, Hyunjin stills. Did he just…? “Minnie? Are you still awake?”

There’s no response. Seungmin’s finally drifted off to sleep, unaware of the confession that’s got Hyunjin’s heart hammering in his chest. Maybe when he wakes, he’ll feel brave enough to say it again. Until then, Hyunjin presses a soft kiss to his shoulder and whispers, “I think I love you, too.”

[ask-will-and-nico]

Once everything was spic and span, he checked the clock. Time was nearly up, so he plugged in the kettle and made a pot of tea for him, and drew a hot bath. He lit some candles with the green fire of the underworld, not the most romantic lighting but hey, he forgot matches, and waited sitting on the bed. Eventually, Will came, hair unkempt and scrubs bloody, though Nico didn't smell death, and it wasn't much. Probably just a phlebotomy incident. He didn't seem low in spirits either, so Nico stood up and hugged Will tight. "Hey, mio luce. Glad you're home."

“Hey, what is all this?” Will asked. Nico had even turned on the radio, playing some quiet music. Will stepped back and took it all in, looking over the cabin. “I know you said you were going to clean, but this seems like more than just cleaning,” he added. Nico shrugged, suddenly feeling a little self conscious. Did he go overboard? “Um, I just…I realized we’ve both been pretty busy lately, but you’ve been taking care of me so much, and I…wanted to show you how much I appreciate that. How much you mean to me,” Nico said, feeling like he just word vomited all over the place.

Will turned to him slowly, with a look Nico couldn’t quite name. He felt shy, ducking his head. Maybe he should’ve gone smaller, with just the snacks or something. “Nico,” Will said softly. His voice made Nico look back up at him. “You know you don’t have to make grand gestures to let me know you appreciate me, right?” Will said. Nico felt a little nervous, rubbing the back of his arm. “I— I know that, but I haven’t been the best boyfriend lately, and I know you’ve been really stressed so I wanted to make a nice evening for you. I drew a bath, and got you some nice soaps,” Nico said.

[whattheheckmidoriya]

Heyoo, how are ya? Hope your doing alright!How's college, or was it uni?😭 I don't remember...

I have a headcanon I thought of sharing...For Aizawa I feel like this dude smells like those Oud/Heavy-duty candles from Bath & Body Works 💀

Ikkk that he dresses up in.. not the most professional way, but he does have priorities!

I can't decide which, but he definitely has these candles in his house somewhere...

Wdy think? Have a great day!!

HOW ARE YOU MY LOVE?🥺💖 College has been keeping me super busy, but I'm doing good!💕

OMG YES YOU'RE ONTO SOMETHING HERE!!

Shota isn't the kind to dress up often, but there are times when he likes to do little things that make him feel a little more put together. Sometimes, these things range from tying his hair up to shaving the little scruffy hairs on his lower face. Recently, however, he's gotten really into scents and colognes. He has you to thank for that. One day, you'd dragged him out of the house in hopes of finding some new candles to decorate the place with and, naturally, he didn't seem too excited about the ordeal, but he could never say no to you. Most of the trip passed by in a blur for him, fully out of his memory, and yet he could never forget the smile on your face when you ran back to him with a new candle in hand. You'd said its scent reminded you of him. To his surprise, he liked it too. The candle now sits comfortably by a coffee table in the living room, and the erasure hero has made it his mission to find a cologne with a similar scent. It didn't take long for him to find something that made him feel nice. He wouldn't tell a soul about this, but he enjoys the moments when you sink in just a little bit deeper into a hug just to catch a whiff of his cologne. The gesture makes him feel all warm inside.

[ziee]

Yb x Reader (Relax)

"Fucking hell.." You rubbed your aching shoulder, wincing as your fingers dug into a knot. Closing the door to your home behind you, you dropped your bag beside your door and headed towards your room.

That was odd.. You were sure you turned the lights off before leaving this morning.. Standing in front of your door, you slowly turned the knob. The door creaked as you pushed it open, stepping inside and looking around.

Looking behind the door, a hand shot out from the shadows and grabbed your arm. You screamed, before looking to the face of your attacker. Your boyfriend. "Peter! Oh my god, don't do that to me." You whined in his arms as he rested his head into the crook of your shoulder. Your back was pressed against his chest as he took in your smell.

"Hah, I'm sorry dear. How was work?" You moved your head around, making him release his hold and pull his head back. Giving him a death glare, he got the message. "Aw, you know, if you just came and lived with me.." He trailed off as you sighed.

"No, I don't want to put you with the responsibility of taking care of us both. Besides, even though it's exhausting working at the diner, I love it." You leaned your head into his chest, feeling his arms wrap around your sweaty back.

"I should have a shower." You mumbled, not really wanting to move anytime soon. He hummed, petting your hair.

"Why don't we have a bath?" He suggested.

"We?" You looked up at him and smirked, understanding his message. He gazed softly down at you.

"I want to make you feel good darling.. And after such a long day, wouldn't a nice bath work wonder?"

"Yeah, 'bath'." You removed yourself from him, grabbing your towel from behind your door. "But sure babe, let's take a bath together."

Once everything had been set up, by mostly Peter. Candles drenched the bathroom sink, as the smell wafted throughout the room. You placed your towel neatly on top of the toilet, as you waited for your boyfriend to join you.

He walked into the room not even a second later, carrying a pink loofa. You must have made a confused face eyeing it because your boyfriend soon explained. "To wash your back." You nodded, smiling as he made such an effort to give you a relaxing evening.

Although you and your boyfriend had undressed in front of each other many times, you were still a little embarrassed. He took off his shirt, motioning you to do the same. Gladly, your shirt was drenched in sweat stains from running around all day. Your pants were no different, dried syrup and milk had been spilled on your clothing more than once.

You threw off your shirt, before bending over and slipping off your pants. He did the same, the both of you now standing in your undergarments. Deciding to be the big girl, you unlatched your bra, breathing in relief as you threw it a little too hard on the floor. Stupid bra.

Your boyfriend watched your performance in amusement, staring directly at your chest. You looked up at him and covered your tits, faking a gasp. You both laugh, easing the slight tension in the room. The both of you then undressed fully.

"Ladies first." He gestured towards the filled bathtub. You nodded and dipped your foot into the water. Warm. Submerging yourself into it, you moaned in pleasure as warmth surrounded your pain-filled body. Your boyfriend followed you in, flinching at the water temperature, but getting in fully after adjusting.

"Mmm.." You tilted your head up, looking at the ceiling as you floated in the water.

"Feel good?" Your boyfriend asked, staring at you with his big, blue eyes. You fought a nod, turning around in the water, then scooting back against his naked chest.

"Now it is." You rested your head against his chest, feeling his deep intakes of breath as he wraps his arms around your stomach. The 2 of you lay in silence.

"Here, let me.." He shifts, pushing you outwards a bit as you let your head tilt forward, your back bending. Lifting his hands up, he sets them on top of your shoulders. Softly, he starts massaging your worn-out skin.

"Oh gooddd, don't stop.." You moan, rolling your head. You could feel his satisfactory grin behind you as he kneads your shoulders, moving down towards your back, rolling the knots out before coming back up.

You sigh as you get pampered. A few minutes pass as he massages you. His hands slowly wander down, as you raise your eyebrow. Softly rubbing your arms, he lowers as he stops at your waist. "Mmm.." You moan out, urging a twitch from a becoming hard phallus under you.

He clutches your breasts in his two hands, sopping them up with water as he rubs your nipples. You slowly turn your waist, grinding against his erection from under the water. "Is this what you meant by bath..?" You whisper out, already feeling a spike of heat in between your thighs as he continues to rub.

"Not in the slightest, but I'm glad it's happening." He nuzzles your neck, flicking your nipples between his fingers as he licks your skin. Opening his jaw wide, without warning, he bites down hard onto you. You squeal, starting to pant from the heat and pain from the bite. Removing his teeth, he licks at the shallow wound as it starts to grow red.

His cock, now standing at full attention, writhed from behind you. You could feel it pressed against your cheeks as you leaned forward. He released your breasts and bent you over, your hands clutching the sides of the tub as your ass rose from the water.

"Ugh- Please hurry and put it in." You mumble, arching your back as you seductively sway your ass back and forth. He watched as your thighs jiggled with your movements, sticking out his long tongue as he licked his dry lips.

You stared ahead, looking at the ground as you eagerly waited for him to fuck you. Hearing small splashes and movements, you jolted as a wet tip came into contact with your soaked lips. And it wasn't just from the water.

"With pleasure, darling." He growled, before thrusting his hips. He slid in easy, and fast. Spreading you, filling you up. Your skin hot as it grows hotter from the activity at hand. You clutch harder onto the porcelain, your knuckles growing white.

"How do you feel love?" His breathy voice runs to your ear, hot pants against your shakey back.

"Ah-.. So good.." Barely needing to talk, you hint at wanting more by pressing yourself into him. He slides further into you, earning a throaty groan from your grey lover. You could feel his cock twitch inside you as he prepares to pull out, only to slam back inside you.

Sweat and water run down your face as you stumble to catch your breath. You gasp, inhaling the hot air from the steam as well as the scent of the ongoing burning candles.

His large hands move onto your back, settling onto the fat that surrounds your pretty little skeleton. Your whines and cries have him thumping against you as if a bunny in heat. He pulls back and forth with such drive. Slapping of skin becomes louder in the small white room.

Your mind goes hazy with lust. The need for more pleasure. Your back arches as he pounds into you, reaching the place that sends sparks down your cunt. You cry as he repeatedly hits your spot, halting at nothing as if your voice falls on deafened ears.

"M-More!" You shout, your head drooping low to the porcelain as your knees grow wobbly. Your boyfriend complies, roughly grabbing into your skin for leverage as he speeds up. How? You don't know, he goes even faster than before.

You choke on your saliva as you drool, trapped in the need to cum and not caring what you looked like. You release onto him, soaking him in your fluids as he continues to rut into you. Like the beast he is, he goes on and on. Torturing you in oversensitivity as tears fall from your eyes.

It was too much, but he intends to give it to you good. And that he does. He grunts, rolling out a low groan as he cums inside your abused hole. Your walls soaked in his liquids, you lean over the tub, wasted as he pulls out. The white mixture drops from his tip and your hole into the water, soiling itself.

Your boyfriend helps clean you up, washing up the sweat and among other things before pulling you from the water. He dries you, helps clothe you, before placing you into bed.

"Did I help you relax?"

"Yes, thank you." You kiss him goodnight.

[tokkigguk]

Taking Care of You | Seokjin

Pairing: Seokjin x reader

Genre: fluff

Word count: 0.9k

Warnings: none

Summary: Seokjin taking care of you after work.

Masterlist

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Seokjin was waiting for you to come home. Lately, you've been overworking yourself to the point that you almost faint. Seokjin became worried with your condition, so he prepared something for you at home.

30 minutes later

Seokjin heard the door being opened and he knew it was you. Seokjin stood up and went to the door to greet you. 

"Welcome home, Y/N."

"Hi baby," you greeted him back. Seokjin went to you to wrapped you in his arms. You wrapped your arms around him as well and put your chin on his shoulder.

"How are you, my baby?" Seokjin asked you as he stroke your hair.

"I'm tired but I need to do some more work," Seokjin pulled away from you and stared at you.

"No, you should stop working. I won't let you work again tonight. Rest for tonight and tomorrow you can work again. So, I prepared something to help you relax. Come on," Seokjin pulled you to the bathroom. You just let him pull you cause you're so tired right now.

When you arrived at the bathroom, you smell something familiar. It was lavender scent, your favourite scent to relax.

"I know you love lavender scent so much since it always helps you relax so I bought you some lavender scented candle. I even prepared your bath with your favourite bath bomb and flower. I hope you like it, Y/N," you look shocked at the scene in front of you. You were amazed with his effort to help you relax.

"Like it? I love it. Thank you so much, baby," you smiled at him and hugged him tight, feeling so happy that you him in your life. He smiled and blushed a little. You stand on your tippy toes and kiss his cheek.

"Okay then. I will leave you alone for now. I will prepare dinner for now. Don't rush yourself and take your time, okay?" you nodded your head. Seokjin went out from the bathroom to give you some privacy.

"I have such an amazing boyfriend," you said with a smile. You took off your clothes and took a shower first. After showering, you went inside the bathtub. You felt relax when the warm water touches your skin.

'Feels so good. I feel really thankful to Seokjin,' You thought, relaxing in the tub. You soaked yourself even more in the tub until your neck got covered by the warm water.

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Meanwhile, Seokjin was preparing dinner in the kitchen. Seokjin was cooking your favourite food while smiling happily to himself. Then Seokjin felt something wrapped around his waist when he was putting the food on the plate. You were sniffing his scent. His scent made you feel calm too like how lavender scent made you calm.

"Hey baby. How was it? Feels good?" Seokjin turned around and hugged your waist. You nodded your head and resting your head on his chest.

"Yup, I feel so good. Especially when you're with me like this," Seokjin chuckled at your words. He thought that you're really cute like this.

"Do you feel nice for having tonight off without working at all?" Seokjin caresses your back. You hummed and nodded your head.

"Your hair still wet, Y/N. You should dry it properly or you will catch a cold."

"Dry it for me," you said lazily. You felt sleepy because of the bath and his warmth.

"Ey so lazy,"  Seokjin said. Then you gave him puppy eyes and Seokjin sighed.

"Tch fine. Let's dry your hair first and then we eat, okay?" You nodded your head. Then you stretch your arms out and made a grabby gesture with your hands, telling him to pick you up.

"What?" Seokjin asked with a quirk eyebrow. He's trying to tease you, but you don't care. You immediately went up to him and hugged him. You rubbed your face to his chest.

"Are you a baby or something, babe?" Seokjin said while caressing your hair. You snuggled to him even more and he smiled warmly at you.

"Yes, I'm a baby. So please carry me to the bed and help me dry my hair."

"Okay okay, you big baby. Come on, my big baby," Seokjin carried you bridal style to your shared bedroom and put you down on the bed. He took the hairdryer and dry your hair with it.

"So warm~" you said, enjoying the warm air from the hairdryer. Seokjin keeps drying your hair while brushing your hair with his fingers. It felt like heaven when he does that to you. You leaned your body to his chest because you felt relaxed and comfortable. Seokjin kept brushing your hair with his slender fingers. You felt sleepy because of his touch. Your eyes get drowsy and eventually you drifted off to sleep.

"Okay done." Seokjin said but there's no response from you. Seokjin about to take a look at you but he heard you snoring softly. Seokjin realized you were already sleeping so he smiled lovingly at your sleeping form.

"Eh she's sleeping? Y/N-ah, what about food? You're not going to eat, babe?" Seokjin poked your cheek. You frowned and moved around in your sleep. Seokjin kissed the crown of your head and held your hand, this made you relaxed again. "I guess she's too tired to eat."

Seokjin moved you to the bed and tug you in bed. Then he went to the dining table to wrap the food and put it in the fridge. He went back to their shared room and laid down on the bed next to you. He wrapped his arms around you and kissed your forehead. "Sweet dream, my baby," then he drifted off to sleep.

[bytheangell]

A New Kind of Peace

Flufftober Day 28: Soothing Bath (Read on AO3)

Raphael is in the middle of a meeting with another clan leader - one from the West Coast who is having a bit of trouble with an errant fledgling - when he gets a text from Simon.

‘I’m going to be waiting for you in your room when you’re done, just so you don’t freak out when the door’s unlocked and you smell something.’

Smell something? That amount of vagueness is concerning coming from Simon, but Raphael doesn’t have time to dwell on it. The courtesy text is a surprising touch, something new Simon’s been doing ever since Raphael thought there was an intruder the last time Simon let himself into Raphael’s personal quarters at the Dumort unannounced.

Raphael doesn’t have time to dwell on it. He’s at the end of a long stretch of stressful meetings and situations, from things he couldn’t predict popping up nearly non-stop this week to the scheduled stress of assisting Magnus and Alec with a few vampire-related issues they’ve been tackling across the globe. He’s tired, and he just wants to make it through the next hour to be done with it all and bask in some much-needed time to himself.

Or, it seems, himself and Simon. Which is fine. Ever since they started exploring what a relationship might look like between them Simon’s been a frequent part of his life in expected - and unexpected - ways. Today just seems to be erring on the unexpected side.

Raphael survives the meeting and returns home, ready to collapse into his bed and not move for the next 24 hours straight if he has any say in it. Instead, before he even reaches the door to his room he can smell whatever Simon must’ve been texting him about.

It isn’t bad. Actually, it’s very good - Raphael’s favorite scent, in fact. He can smell it from down the hall, growing stronger with every step he takes towards his room before he opens the door and realizes it’s coming from his bathroom where the sound of water is running in the bath.

“Simon?” Raphael calls out, not wanting to startle Simon if he’s in there.

“In here!” Simon calls from the bathroom. “I’m not naked or anything,” he adds, as a reassuring afterthought that this isn’t a misguided attempt at one of those sorts of surprises.

Raphael drops his bag by the foot of the bed and walks into the bathroom to find Simon rushing to turn off the running faucet, which is filling what appears to be a bubble bath. From the foamy water, the calming scent of patchouli permeates the air.

“I know you had a really busy week, and you were super stressed, so I got some bath things in your favorite scent for you to relax with,” Simon explains, sounding equal parts proud of the gesture and anxious to see how it would go over.

“You…” Raphael starts, looking from the bath to Simon, and just now taking in a few extra details like candles and a new body sponge and some classical music playing from a small speaker in the corner of the room. “You did all this for me?”

“Is it too much? It’s too much, isn’t it?”

“No, it’s…” Raphael shakes his head slightly. “It’s lovely. Really. I’m just surprised, but in a good way.”

Raphael is used to being the one taking care of others - his family, his clan, himself. He isn’t used to being on the receiving end of a gesture like this.

“Oh,” Simon breathes in relief. “Good.”

“How did you even know this is my favorite scent?” Raphael asks.

“I asked around,” Simon says vaguely. “I can be very resourceful.” Raphael has to assume that he asked Magnus because Raphael can’t think of anyone else on this earth who would know that Raphael even has a favorite scent, let alone what it is.

“You really like it?” Simon asks.

“I really do. Thank you, Simon.” Raphael walks over to Simon, placing a hand on his cheek before leaning in to give him a quick kiss. It’s nice to have someone around to think of little things like this, a certainly nice to experience small gestures of caring that can completely turn his mood around.

It isn’t something Raphael would’ve pictured for his future not too long ago, but it’s becoming increasingly difficult to imagine himself without Simon in his life these days.

“Good,” Simon repeats. “I’m glad. I’ll go now, and let you relax and enjoy all this in peace.”

Simon starts out of the bathroom and Raphael hesitates just a second before stopping him.

“Si, wait,” Raphael calls after him. “Do you want to stay?”

“Do I... I mean, yeah, sure! I just figured you’d want a little quiet time to yourself.”

The funny thing is that if anyone asked him even an hour ago, Raphael would’ve assumed the same thing. All he wanted was to come home and unwind in peace, but now that he’s here he finds himself craving Simon’s company to make him happy instead of the silence he thought he wanted.

“I’d rather hear about your week. I’ve been so busy we’ve barely had a chance to talk,” Raphael points out. “If you want to stay, of course.”

Simon practically beams in response. “Of course I do! And oh man, I didn’t get to tell you what Clary did yesterday…”

Raphael undresses and sinks into the warm water to soak, listening to Simon talk while he cards his fingers through Raphael’s hair. It’s the most at peace Raphael’s felt in a very long time, and it’s a feeling he hopes is here to stay.

[eternally-writing]

splish splash | myg

genre : fluff

rating : G

pairing: Yoongi x reader

theme: idol!au, established relationship! au

word count: 2k

warnings: none

synopsis: After a long day, you and Yoongi try to take a bath together

This was a request from @gloryofroses19​ that you can read here!

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“You look dead, babe”

Yoongi was standing at your door, knocking on your door instead of pulling out his spare key since he was so tired. He looked a little bit like a zombie, except a very handsome one.

He knew that you would always have his favorite snacks on hand so he could always come to your place after practice to enjoy some tangerines and get some time away from the dorms (after all, after 7 hours of practice with the boys he did need a break from him), and to be honest, with how tired felt he didn’t even know how he managed to drive himself over to your place.

“Oof, i need to sit down babygirl, today was brutal and my muscles are going to give out on me if I try to take another step”

He plopped down with a grunt onto your couch, pulling a pillow into his chest. He immediately sank like a heavy rock in the ocean into the soft material of your couch.

Shaking your head at your boyfriend clearly having overworked himself, you walked over with a plate of oranges and a glass of cold water.

“I can’t give you the same rant about not overworking yourself every week Yoongi,” you said with a slightly frustrated tone. You continued on to explain why he needed to take care of himself - all with love though of course.

Taking one hand to rub it through his hair, you sat on the arm of the couch beside him.

He couldn’t help the light moan that escaped his lips at your hands caressing his scalp. It was a sharp contrast to how his muscles felt a mere couple of hours ago at the dance studio.

Lightly grabbing your hand, he tried to move it away.

“Baby you have to stop, or I’m - “

He stopped partway to let you a big yawn, stretching his legs simultaneously. You could practically feel him unravel under your touch, voicing his reactions to you.

“What was I saying again? I’m gonna, I’m gonna fall asleep babe,” murmured Yoongi with half closed eyelids.

“Just stay the night, you look way too exhausted to even move,” you cooed to him, taking in his exhausting figure beneath you.

Yoongi groaned, wishing that he could accept your offer, but he knew he really shouldn’t (especially if he wanted to get to practice at 8am tomorrow).

“Trust me babe, I would, but I need to shower so badly. You and I both know that I stink right now.”

You laughed and hugged him tightly for effect.

“That’s a non-issue Yoongi. I love you, even if you smell like…”

You took a dramatic whiff in to smell your boyfriend.

“Sweat and tteokbokki and…” Your face turned in confusion as you tried to decipher the last smell. Yoongi jumped in to finish your sentence.

“Taehyung’s new cologne”

You repeated it affirmatively with a slight grimace painting your face. “Taehyung’s new cologne.”

To his dismay, you began to drag your boyfriend off of your couch and towards your bathroom, because you were not about to let your freshly-washed sheets pick up Yoongi’s scent.

--♡♡–

It didn’t take an engineer to see that fitting both you and Yoongi into your bathtub was going to be no simple task.

Your studio apartment was the perfect size for you to live in before you started dating Yoongi. Over time, Yoongi started by having a toothbrush in your bathroom, then his clothes started to form a small pile in your bedroom, then you cleared out part of a drawer for him. Somehow, your apartment seemed to grow to accommodate the two of you together. Correction: all of your apartment seemed to grow to fit the two of you except for your bathtub.

Until Yoongi came into your life you believed showers were just about hygiene, a quick 5 minutes to hop in, scrub down your body, and hop out. Yoongi on the other hand, found that baths were the biggest luxury he missed during all of his trainee days. One time when he took a bath at your place you put in a tangerine scented bath bomb you bought him for Christmas, and he swore he saw heaven with how relaxed the bath made him.

Although throughout your relationship Yoongi had managed to convince you to try many new things (like drinking a cup of water before every meal or watching Brooklyn Nine Nine), he had yet to convince you to try the so-called wonders of baths. That was at least until now.

Compromise was basically Yoongi’s middle name, as he conceded to your pleas for him to sleep over with the condition that you take a bath with him. He mustered up his last bits of energy to throw some puppy dog eyes at you that you knew you couldn’t resist. And the smile that graced his face after you said yes confirmed to you that you definitely made the right decision.

That brought you to here. You and Yoongi were just staring at your tiny tiny tub, wondering how this was even going to work. Putting the knowledge from your one high school physics class to work, you realized that you would need to fill the tub with less water than usual.

As soon as the tub was filled, Yoongi was quick to shed his clothes and hop in, immediately moaning in response to how the water instantly began to relax his muscles. He took a couple seconds to enjoy the sensation before beckoning for you to join him.

Still apprehensive, you hoped that you could back out of your deal and tried to make him settle for you just sitting on the edge of the tub, promising to wash his hair (and in the words of your favorite TV character Charles Boyle, it was the most intimate thing you could do to a partner with your fingers).

However, Yoongi started to splash some water like a frustrated child, begging for you to join him with his open arms. The sight of your boyfriend eager to spend time with you was something that you couldn’t resist. You started to peel off your shorts and sweater and then took your favorite place - right in Yoongi’s arms. However, you didn’t reach that without any difficulties, bumping your arm on three different places before reaching your man.

You hit a slight snag as you realized that your knees were barely extended away from your chest, unable to even stretch out your legs. Half submerged in the water, you craned your head around to give Yoongi a look that said “I told you so, this isn’t going to work”.

Not taking no for an answer, Yoongi pulled you closer to him in his lap, placing you on his thighs to give you a couple extra inches of leg room. His hands also crawled up to your shoulders, started to lightly massage the knots that had accumulated over time. The relaxation that overcame you was overwhelming - your head came to rest on his shoulder, letting his magic fingers work their way over you.

“Mmm Yoongi, I thought this was supposed to help you relax? And even though this feels amazing, I want to help you relax.”

Yoongi didn’t stop his ministrations, and he whispered in your ear.

“You’re another part of me, Y/N. Seeing you relaxed makes me feel even more relaxed.”

You grinned at his sweet words and wanted to give him a big kiss, but that proved to be a difficult task as you felt your knee collide with the side of the porcelain tub with a bang.

Hearing you groan in pain, Yoongi immediately scooped you closer into his arms, bringing your knee up to be inspected by him. With his self-learned medical knowledge, he declared that the bump was nothing a little kiss couldn’t fix, and he began to pepper kisses all over your knee, getting distracted as his kisses also started drifting upwards on your thighs. The scenario seemed all too silly and domestic, and it made you both laugh harder than you should. You pulled his head away from your body, knowing that he was far too tired to get through anything but that he would get caught up in his ministrations.

After you both resumed your original positions, Yoongi swept a hand through his hair and pulled you closer to him. He leaned closer to whisper in your ear and you expected to hear him whisper sweet nothings to you - instead in Yoongi-fashion, he had instead blurted out -

“Should we put some bubbles in here?”

Instantly, you chuckled. Still not receiving an answer from you, Yoongi continued on.

“You keep telling me that you haven’t had a bath since you were little - and who doesn’t like bubbles?”

Yoongi had a great point, and your next question of “where are we even going to find bubble solution” was quickly answered by your boyfriend pointing to a gracious welcoming gift that had been collecting dust on a shelf in your bathroom.

--♡♡–

For most couples, a romantic bath probably meant that there would be candles and rose petals, but you and Yoongi didn’t need all that. Each others’ presence was all you’ve ever wanted and all you’ve ever needed (although the bubbles were a nice addition).

You felt Yoongi’s fingers tapping on you on the shoulder, gesturing for you to attempt to turn around to face him.

You were met with the sight of Yoongi piling bubbles onto his chin to create a faux beard. He was unable to stop his giggles from bubbling over, making the bubbles on his face fly off into the air.

“C’mon, give it a try Y/N”.

His hands were full of bubbles and he began layering them on top of your head, making something that one could only assume was a party hat created out of bubbles.

“That’s my pretty girl”

No matter how many times Yoongi said that to you, it still brought a blush onto your cheeks. You leaned in to give him a peck on the lips, only to grimace as you were met with the taste of soap in your mouth.

With more stolen kisses, some light shoulder massages, and a couple bumps and snags as you navigated your tiny tub, you and Yoongi managed to relax and unwind after a long, tiring day.

“I love you Y/N”

You smiled and let yourself relax further into his hold.

“I love you too babe, always”

“Enough to clean up all the water that we’ve spilled out of your bathtub by now?”

You playfully splashed your boyfriend, tickling his sides slightly to make him squirm before you settled back into his hold.

“Oh shush, that’s a later problem, just let me enjoy cuddling with you for now. The smell of Taehyung’s new cologne is finally starting to fade.”

Maybe baths weren’t so bad after all.

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If you like what you read please make sure to interact/follow! Thank you for reading ♡ - Emily

[cornballl]

teaching hijikata how to use a bong

I just imagine him being the kind of guy that knows what he’s not supposed to do, but does it anyway out of fear of rejection or being looked down on. He knows he’s not supposed to smoke weed, but make him feel like it’s something everyone does or should know how to do? He’ll do it. Think: his behavior in the lottery ticket episode :3

this was funnier in concept but it isn’t the worst either ^^; lowkey hijikata fluff

tw: drug use

It was such a good night so far, it’s been so long since you’ve met such a great person. Every date you’ve been on so far has been splendid, he’s a pretty charming guy. His dry humor and stubbornness were endearing; he also was pretty defensive, so messing with him and eliciting reaction was part of his appeal too. He didn’t talk too much about his job, but you didn’t mind. Sometimes it’s just an end to a means and it’s best not to talk about it! You were more interested in getting under his skin and having a good time. Unfortunately, this mystery job made it difficult to find time to spend time with each other, but he had an extended weekend off. Everything aligned perfectly, so you asked him to spend the night at your house. “Sure, I’d love to get away from my place for a bit.”

You were beyond excited, all throughout your date today you kept thinking about the real fun that would take place once this was over. It was a really sweet and typical date, a nice dinner and a walk around town. As fun as it was clinging to Toshi’s arm as you strolled along, you’d rather be snuggled up alone in your apartment. “Hey, are you good for today? I was thinking maybe we can go to my place now.” You anchor him down and abruptly stop him in his tracks, he looked at you a bit surprised. “Oh, yeah. We can leave now.” He returned to your side and pulled you in close. “Don’t sound too excited.” He rolled his eyes and pulled you along, his hand resting on your hip.

You finally make it to your apartment complex; it was nothing special, just one bed/bath/living room situation. “I live at the ass end of the building on the top floor too. Don’t give out on me now.” You start the trek and follow the sidewalk towards your distant building, Hijikata lagging behind for some reason; it looked like he was peeking around some bushes towards the entrance. “Hey! Mr. Secret fucking agent! What are you looking for?” He got pretty spooked, teetering off balance. “NOTHING! I thought I saw something is all…” He dusted himself all and played it as cool as possible. You resisted laughing out loud, it was a bit too late to be disturbing the neighbors. “Come on, we’re almost there.” 

You make it up to your apartment, Hiijikata comes up behind you and embraces you as you fiddle with your keys. “I’m really glad I can be here.” Kissing the top of your head and pulling you close, he sways you back and forth in his embrace. “I’m glad you’re here too, Toshi. We can finally get some quality time in. Maybe we have time to do other things too?” Nothing like leaving it on a suggestive note as you opened the door.

The entire time Toshi got to your apartment, he had this grimace on his face that never went away. Your place was pretty tidy, granted the dishes weren’t washed. Other than that your apartment was well-kempt and decorated. He sat at the end of the couch with a thousand-yard stare. “Hey, Hijikata, is everything alright? You don’t look too good.” You took a seat next to him and touched his knee concerned. He relaxed under your touch and sighed. “I’m fine, I’m just wondering what’s that smell?” You were immediately puzzled; you cleaned up the other day, and you had a candle lit too, but he saw you do that. Suddenly it dawned on you. “Oh! You might be smelling my weed. Did you want some?” Gesturing towards your bedroom, you get up to grab your stuff. Silence. Hijikata was stun locked; he was kind of blushing, eyes wide. “You smoke weed…?” The mood changed drastically, he went from silent and almost brooding to dazed. He was fidgeting slightly in his seat, sitting up in his seat and crossing his legs. “Yeah! Do you?” He immediately and violently nodded his head yes, something pretty out of character for him. “Wow! Pretty eager huh? Were you just playing dumb earlier?” You giggle to yourself and go to retrieve a tray with all your stuff. 

You could hear him awkwardly laugh as you returned balancing a small bong and open grinder threatening to spill. “I never thought you to be the kind guy to do this, you seem relatively straight edge.” You start to pack the bowl with stuff you had ground up earlier, putting it back in the bong and handing it to him. “Y-yeah….. I guess you could say I’m new to this.” His hands were shaking. “Really? Well, have you ever used a bong?” You take a seat next to him and nuzzle up close, his eyebrows relax slightly. “Yeah! Of course.” He grabs the lighter from the tray and lifts the glassware to his mouth. He was clearly hesitating. His face did such a poor job of concealing his fluctuating emotions: confusion, doubt, fear, nervousness. Saying nothing, he flicked the lighter on and started to hold it below the bowl, heating up the glass like a crack pipe. He kept inhaling and inhaling while the glass started turning brown. “Toshi? Are you good?” You tried to hide the amusement in your voice, failing. He was clearly flustered, “YEAH! I’m fine! What makes you think I’m not???” He went back to his ridiculous technique- this time you couldn’t help but laugh. “HOLD ON! Let me just show you how to do this again, you’re on a struggle bus.” You take the bong from his hand and kiss his cheek. “I got you, Toshi, I’ll help you do it then you can do it on your own.” His face was so red, even his ears were scarlet with humiliation. “Whatever, i-it’s just been a while.” He pouted.

“Put your mouth back up there and just inhale, I’ll light it and pull the bowl out. You take the bowl out when you have the right-sized hit you want.” His nervousness was really endearing; he started to inhale, you make quick work of the lighter and get him set up. “Ready Toshi? Deep breath.” You pull out the bowl and watch the smoke go up and away; it wasn’t long until Hijikata started coughing. A lot… It was concerning at one point, you got a small trash can ready for him. “Woah there, are you okay? Was it too much?” You rub his back and try to help him as he struggled to gasp for air. “AUGH! I’m fine, that hurt so bad, shit!” He waved his hand in front of his face, the smoke lingering around. “Yeah, bongs can be a lot, especially if you’re new. Wanna take another hit by yourself? He vaguely nodded and took everything out of your hands, a corny smile already spreading across his face. “Toshi, do you already feel it?” You poke his side and he lets out a giggle like none other. “Stop!! I’m ticklish!” He splayed his legs all over your lap. Now that he was all loosey-goosey, you decide to probe for answers, “Toshi, why were you snooping around outside earlier?” This 177cm man sinking into his seat and giggling was such a sight to behold. “I could smell your apartment from out there!!! I was trying to find a stash in the bush. It’s what I’m trained to do!” He lit up the bowl right this time but kept inhaling; the inside of the bong was white at this point. “You gotta take the bowl out, dummy. Be careful, that’s a lot.” Caution was clearly tossed to the wind, all of that smoke disappeared and came barreling out in seconds. He was a sputtering mess. “HIJIKATA!!! BE CAREFUL!” You take everything from his hands before he dropped something and helped him ride out this coughing fit. “Wow. I feel. Insane right now.” He whispered to you. You quickly finished what was left and set everything aside, taking a good look at his face for a moment. 

His eyes were FRIED! Those gloomy blue eyes were glassy and pink, he had this blissful goofy smile on his face too. After two hits this guy was out like a light. You cuddled up close and traced shapes on his exposed chest. “What do you mean by trained to do? Hold on. Are you… a cop?” He hummed a vague confirmation, running his fingers through your hair. Completely stunned, you didn’t move a muscle. All of his strange behavior started to make sense. “Don’t worry. This stays between us. Now let’s just sleep.” He held your head close and urged you to sink into him again. The weed finally started to sink in, so you decided to let the shlump win you over this time. Thank god the only cop you’ve ever smoked with wasn’t a narc.

[pillow-anime-talk]

genshin month ; fourth day.

synopsis: After a very long and shared mission, you and Keqing decided to spend some precious time together; relaxing in the bathtub and talking about all sorts of, even the stupidest things. Of course, there were a few sweet kisses and a funny foam fights.

# tags: scenario; current relationship; romance; mild comedy; huge fluff; nudity; sfw

includes: gender neutral reader ft. keqing {genshin impact}

author’s note: fun fact, when i played genshin impact before, keqing was my first 5 star character!

You breathed a sigh of relief as you felt the hot water make your muscles relax slowly, and a nice, visible goosebumps appears on your whole upper body. There was a pleasant smell of orange bubble bath and a few candles with the scent of sweet cinnamon all over the bathroom. You even closed your orbs to enjoy this perfect moment even better, but after a while you felt something, or rather someone, touch your smooth, right leg. So you opened one eyelid, meeting shiny Keqing’s gaze. You smiled at her and she quickly returned the gesture.

“Yes, my love?”

“Are you okay, Y/N?”

“Oh, yes. These are definitely the best moments in my life.” You admitted in a light voice, and the teenager just chuckled, taking some white foam between her fingers. “I swear there is nothing better after a mission commissioned by employers than such a hot bath.” You closed your right eyelid again, and then moved forward to cover the skin with water even better. Foam tickled your chin, but you didn’t care too much, instead you groaned at this blissful moment and your girlfriend pinched your calf, blowing bubbles at you. “Hmm?”

Violet-haired, young woman suddenly leaned forward, bringing her figure much closer to yours; of course some water spilled out of the tub, but you both didn’t mind. Instead, you felt a light kiss against your nose which made a pinkish blush on your cheeks and the tips of your ears. A second later you frowned additionally, looking at the teen with tiny surprise.

“Someone is very clingy and touchy today, huh?”

“Well, yes.” She laughed one more time, then her body turned and her back rested against your wet chest. “... Will you make these delicious salmon sandwiches for breakfast tomorrow? And those sweet coconut cookies? I adore them so much.” A shy voice echoed off four walls of the room, and you nodded, reaching for a light blue, fluffy bath sponge.

“I would do anything for you, darling. As long as you help me a little.” You leaned close to her face, kissing the earlobe of her pale ear shortly thereafter. Meanwhile, with the sponge you brushed her tender back, causing an pleasant sigh from her mouth. “... Hey, remember when we were walking by the river this morning and you scared out of that green frog?” You started a new topic, and the girl immediately tense her arms, staring out of the corner of her eye at your amused expression.

“I... I mean... T-They are horribly terrifying!”

“You were literally not afraid of Oceanid, but you are scared of cute, little frogs.” You rolled your eyes, gently rubbing the skin on the nape of her neck. Before that, you also took some beautifully scented reddish gel to wash off all the stress of today from her lovely body. “I’m sure these amphibians are afraid of you more than you’re afraid of them.”

“... At least I’m not afraid of a gust of wind...”

“I’m not afraid of the wind, Keqing! I’m afraid when something suddenly hisses behind my ear and scares me on purpose!” You quickly defended your behavior and the electro user hissed in an amused tone, which you unfortunately didn’t notice because of the sound of the warm water. Anyway, at some point, the purple-eyed girl leaned against your chest and at the same time placed her head on your shoulder, tilting her neck so that her lips touched your soft cheek.

You muttered something incomprehensible under your breath, but you stroked the female knight’s hip, at which she smiled sincerely in your direction, closing her both orbs.

It was a really enjoyable evening; especially since you could have a person you sincerely cherished in your arms.

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