#well...its bedtime. goodnight

[rarepairnation]

1, 10, 23 for the ask game

heyyy long time no see 2 u as well...i hope u are doing well<3

1. the character everyone gets wrong

well one might be able to guess who i will say here. keep your hands and feet inside the rant at all times. denethor my dearly beloved...my prince of nuance...my darling victim of the narrative....i mean one thing i CAN say for peter jackson is that he did succeed at creating a laughingstock of a villain because most of the particularly egregious shit (tomato scene/flaming run/gandalf staff bonk) IS like. jesus christ i hate to admit it but it is funny. you hear about it for the first time and you HAVE to laugh. unfortunately i have developed the opposite of a sense of humour whenever im faced with denethor jokes. i am physically incapable of finding any of it funny anymore. i just get mad. its all just jesus christ the same yesterday today and forever. you all are smart enough to be funnier than this. its almost like sometimes your emotions towards other people are complicated and sometimes they are even contradictory. and sometimes EVEN you can fail to express either side of the coin in an easily understandable way. like i really understand not liking him after like considering how his crazy brain processes his relationship with his sons. like it is. well it is not objectively insane it is totally rational but rather perhaps an insane thing TO DO. but i simply think that some people are not willing to put in the work of thinking and resort to inanity and the same three overused gags to dismiss an incredibly complicated complex character to nothing more than a caricature. obviously i have more opinions but i've written thousands of words about those already. fucking. goodnight

10. worst part of fanon

i dont even know if i should say anything otherwise ill write another 500 words. um. sad little faramir i guess. its so common in fic portrayal and im tired of it. and then faramir's restraint gave way dot mp4. he did NOT blame boromir's death on his own father for this shit!

23. ship you've unwillingly come around to

oh man this one might be controversial but actually i AM going to say farawyn. not in the way that i didn't like them before but just that i was totally indifferent bc i didn't Understand. without like. i didnt have the context of his mother's mantle about her shoulders and he kissed her on the walls in the sight of many and very well as i am not a king and to make ithilien a garden where things shall only grow.......I Didn't Understand. i get it now.

[rains-starlight]

"I'll only say this once," Zayne began, looking up from his paperwork on his desk.

"It's time for bed."

You pouted, before drawling out a loud groan. You'd hoped he hadn't been paying attention to the time. But, you suppose you shouldn't have expected your doctor to not pay attention when it had to do with your health.

"But you're staying up..." You whined, lip jutting out to gain some sense of sympathy. No effect.

"I have to finish this file. I'll be there soon."

You sighed, turning around to walk towards the door.

"Forgetting something?"

You looked over your shoulder. Zayne's eyes met yours with expectation, as he froze his task. Your eyes narrowed.

"Goodnight, Doctor Zayne." You rolled your eyes, your head dragging back around to follow you out. You heard a call from the threshold.

"Goodnight sweetheart!" His voice rings, a light tease. You turned back around, and blew a raspberry at him from the doorway.

"I love you too," He smirked, flipping through pages.

[eggthew]

experienced artistic motivation and immediately got exhausted

[salsflore]

good night ♪ i’m totally dreading my first day of school. everyone cheer for me in their heads & be silly for me while i’m gone ...

[strawberriisncreme]

ngl i wish there was more appreciation for girls with small boobs so i wouldn’t always feel like i’m just telling myself my f/os would like mine… :(

[phagodyke]

in a veryyyyy strange mood right now 😵‍💫

[sameteeth]

indeliable marks of my otherness on my body for Everyone to See. im so anxious for no reason rn i cant even sleep ffs

[umamaki]

JUST GOODNIGHT

you call sylus, just to say goodnight.

sylus x gn!reader

CW pet names used, sylus is worried aw, no warnings basically. WC 0.5k

NOTE inspired by the tiktok trend, first time writing in a while kinda nervous.

It’s two hours past midnight, but for all you know, the night is still young. Sylus had left earlier in the night to take care of some business. Not without saying goodbye to you, of course. Though the more you think about it, you do miss hearing his voice.

He shouldn't be too busy. Certainly not too busy to ignore a call when it's your name and picture that are illuminating his entire phone screen. In your defense, it would be a quick call.

He picks up before his phone finishes its first ring.

“Still awake, kitten?”

Your right hand presses your phone against your ear, while your left is clasped tight over your mouth, suppressing laughter that is dangerously close to revealing your hidden motive. On the sofa across from yours, Luke and Kieran mirror your actions, hiding their own amusement. They had come up with the prank themselves.

However, on Sylus’ end, your silence is abnormal; it’s deafening, and it terrifies him.

“What’s wrong. Where are you?” Amid the urgency in it, there’s that lift in his voice that only arises as one goes from sitting to standing up. You then hear the quick rustling of fabric, his gun snapped back in its holster. The opening and slamming of a door. 

Your eyes widen. You're well aware of what Sylus is capable of when his emotions are strong. Your palm flies away from your face and what comes out of your mouth is louder than expected.

“What! Sylus, no! Nothing’s wrong, I promise.” The movement from his side of the call stops.

The twins send a confused glance your way, prompting you to put Sylus on speaker mode. If he had noticed the shift in the white noise, he doesn't comment on it.

“Go on, then.” He’s suspicious already. Never doubt a dragon’s instincts.

“Well, I have something to tell you.” And if he wasn’t so concerned for your well-being, he would’ve missed the mischievous tilt in your voice. He didn’t.

“Something so important that it kept you awake for this long?”

“That’s what it’s about, actually.”

“About… sleeping.”

“Yep.” 

“Continue.”

“I just want to tell you.” You interrupt yourself to shoot a glare at Luke, who seems a second away from laughing out loud. “Goodnight.”

He pauses. Then his deep, unrestrained laughter flows from your phone’s speaker and fills the room. “Is that all?” 

“Yes. So… goodni—”

“Sweetie, shouldn’t I get to return the wish?” He cuts you off before you get a chance to hang up.

"Oh! I mean, if you want to?"

“Goodnight, darling. Ah, and before I forget, tell Luke and Kieran it’s past their bedtime too. My dear kitten needs her rest.”

My dear kitten. You're mortified. Heat consumes your entire face as the twins finally let their howls of laughter loose.

“Ugh, you’re so annoying. I’m hanging up-” But despite your words, you couldn’t yet end the call without saying it again, “goodnight.” click. 

“How did he know!” 

“He must’ve been onto us!”

You ignore the twins, still rolling in their own laughter, as you look at the newest notification on your phone. It’s a singular text from Sylus.

Sleep well. I’ll be there when you wake up.

[bidolatry]

realizing actually enjoy posting the silly mandatory posting break/goodnight bed posts. i do not know exactly Why though. hm. anyways goodnight giving my kitty a kiss on the head for you all

[sylusonychinus]

Chibi Sylus

So we all cant get over the last event we had and frankly I cant move on from it either so lets all dive deep into some chibi sylus :33

Chibi Sylus, a victim of Luke and Kieran's latest "experiment" (aka, prank), was not amused. He was currently pacing the giant's-sized table, his tiny fists clenched, and letting loose a string of furious words... well, it sounded angry. To Luke and Kieran, however, it was more like a tiny, indignant squeak followed by a series of adorable gurgles. They were trying so hard not to burst out laughing. Luke bit the inside of his cheek, while Kieran stared intently at a particularly interesting speck of dust on the ceiling.

Chibi Sylus, oblivious to their barely contained amusement, continued his tirade. "Eep! Poo-poo! Gah! Nyehhh!" he shrieked, punctuating each syllable with a dramatic stomp of his ridiculously tiny foot (seriously, those chibi proportions were wild). He looked like an angry, fluffy chick trying to scold a pair of enormous, very amused eagles.

Finally, his tiny rage sputtered out. He plopped down on the table, his miniature legs dangling precariously over the edge. He pulled out his phone – which, at this scale, looked like a hefty brick – and began tapping furiously. His brow furrowed in concentration as he tried to compose a message. It took a while, given that his thumbs were barely bigger than grains of rice.

Chibi Sylus finally gave up on his phone. He looked up at Luke and Kieran, his expression a mix of frustration and… something else. "H...help?" he squeaked, holding up the phone, which promptly slipped from his grasp and landed with a thump the size of a small car to Chibi Sylus. He looked up at the two giants with big, pleading eyes. "Message...y/n..." he mumbled, pointing at the phone with a tiny finger. Luke and Kieran exchanged a look. This was going to be interesting.

Luke and Kieran, still chuckling softly, helped Chibi Sylus navigate the massive phone. After a few minutes of pointing and gesturing, they managed to decipher his message: a string of gibberish punctuated with angry emojis. Apparently, he was very upset about the whole "chibi-fication" incident. They promised to look into reversing the spell (though they secretly hoped it would last a little longer – he was just so darn cute!).

Chibi Sylus was just too cute to resist! You'd already knitted him a tiny sweater vest with a little crow on it (he looked so dashing), and were currently debating whether to dress him in the miniature pirate outfit or the adorable little chef's hat and apron. the doll House was also coming along nicely – you’d even crafted miniature furniture using spare bottle caps and bits of fabric. He made the cutest little squeaks when you “rearranged” the furniture. Honestly, it was like having a living doll! (One that occasionally tried to bite your finger, but details, details.)

Later, after a "delicious" dinner of miniature crackers and a thimbleful of juice (which Chibi Sylus somehow managed to spill all over himself), it was bedtime. You carefully tucked him into his miniature bed – a repurposed jewelry box lined with soft cotton – which you placed on the pillow next to your side of the bed. He looked so tiny and adorable nestled amongst the fluffy fabric. As you leaned in to wish him goodnight, he surprised you by reaching up with a tiny hand and giving you a gentle kiss on the forehead. A small, almost imperceptible smirk played on his lips as he snuggled into his makeshift bed and promptly fell asleep. "Awwww," you cooed, turning off the light and drifting off to sleep yourself.

Unbeknownst to you, however, the magic that had shrunk Sylus was wearing off. In the dead of night, as you slept peacefully, a faint shimmer surrounded the tiny figure on your pillow. Slowly, his chibi form began to revert, his miniature body growing back to its original size. The blanket you’d draped over him now covered…well, nothing (thankfully).

Sylus, now back in his original, albeit completely bare, form, lay beside you. He carefully reached out and gently caressed your hair, a soft smile gracing his lips. He watched you sleep for a moment, his expression tender. Finally, he leaned down and whispered, his voice low and warm, "Goodnight, kitten." Then, he closed his eyes and settled back down, pulling the blanket up to share. He had a feeling things were going to get very interesting in the morning.

Author: yes he is still very much naked when you both wake up.....you know what happens then :3

[kajibunny]

.⋆｡🍓࿔˚what their kisses taste like...⊹ ࣪˖🍰˚⊹♡ w/ wind breaker boys

✿ featuring: ren kaji, haruka sakura, hajime umemiya, hayato suo, jo togame, mitsuki kiryu ✿ contains: fluffy fluff fluff, looots of kissing, descriptions of the way they taste ✿ a/n: i honestly think they would all taste really good (•ᴗ<˶)✧₊ ⊹ that's it, that's the post i guess! happy reading, cuties! ♥︎ ✿ wc: 1.5k

ʚɞ kaji - 

kaji asked you to hold his lollipop for him, entrusting you with his half-eaten candy in your hands while he went to buy a drink from the vending machine.

you pop the sweet sucker into your mouth, an unconscious habit. ever since you two got together you've always shared everything with kaji, so sharing his lollipop should be no exception, right? 

"that's mine." his eyes are now fixated on your mouth, where his lollipop stick hangs out of, and he can't help but think about how it's just been in his mouth about ten seconds ago, and he wondered if you could taste him on it too. 

"i'll buy you some more tomorrow." you told him, with no intention of giving back his lollipop at all.

"it's okay. i don't mind sharing with you." kaji takes out the lollipop from your mouth and gives you a taste of his own lips instead, pressing it against yours fervently. 

oh, so that's what he meant by sharing. 

notes of peach faintly made its way onto your lips, and transferring over to his as well. "this is mine, too." he declares, once again staking his claim on your mouth, which tasted just as sweet as the lollipop he just had, maybe even sweeter. 

kissing you left such a nice taste, fueling kaji's desire for more, so much so that it made him contemplate about the thought of replacing his lollipops with your lips instead.

ʚɞ sakura - 

sakura is still so, so blushy around you, even though you two have spent multiple nights together, his face still flushes scarlet whenever you did your nightly self-care routine, your shoulder touching his while he was brushing his teeth over the sink. he finished up and rinsed off, while you waited for him with a huge, proud smile on your face.

"good job, baby!" you peck his lips, obsessed with the way he adorably heats up every time you praise him, this time it was for not forgetting to brush before bedtime.

"wh-what are you doing!?" he jumps up after he felt your lips on his, which tasted of spearmint from the toothpaste he had just used. 

"giving you your goodnight kiss!" you replied, with a matter-of-factly tone.

the next night, sakura brushed his teeth again in your shared bathroom while you hovered over the sink, your cleanser in hand. after rinsing his mouth, he just stood there expectantly, as if waiting for you to do something. 

he stared at you with a blush sprawled across his face. "y-you're forgetting something!" he blurted out. you shot him a puzzled look. "am i?" 

sakura's eyes darted down to your lips, giving you a hint of just what he needed from you. "oh, your goodnight kiss? if you liked it so much, you should have said so!" you giggled, smooching sakura's lips like there's no tomorrow. 

ʚɞ suo - 

to say that suo is playful would be an understatement. underneath that sweet, smiling face, lies beneath a naughty guy who has an obsession with the way you taste.

"you have a little teacake at the corner of your mouth." suo, feigning concern, points to the space beside your lips.

"where?" you ask as you try to search for it with your fingertips, to no avail. your eyes brought itself back to suo's scarlet ones, now inches away from your face. 

his lips captures yours in an unexpected kiss, and suo's tongue darts out to lick off the little crumb of teacake at the corner of your mouth. "there, all gone!" he hums happily, a grin on his face, drinking his tea as if his mouth was not latched on to yours just two seconds ago.

now you know why you barely ever get to see suo eat, it's because he'll only eat if it tastes like you. 

ʚɞ umemiya -

you were supposed to wake umemiya up from his nap on the hammock five minutes ago, but how could you? 

his eyes were fluttered shut, hair down and relaxed, umemiya's chest heaving softly, looking like he was so at peace. you hoped he had been dreaming about you, which he probably was, judging from the way a content smile made its way across his lips. 

you just couldn't help yourself as you angled down and gave him a quick little kiss. you giggled to yourself as you caught the aroma of fresh herbs from kissing him, he was probably picking and sampling them and decided to take a little nap afterwards.

umemiya's eyes slowly opened to the sight of you, him immediately wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into the hammock with him. "i didn't even feel that, can you give me one more? pleeeease?" he pleaded, nuzzling his head on your shoulder. 

you complied, giving him another kiss, and he went to deepen it by pulling you even closer. "can you wake me up like this all the time?" umemiya could definitely see himself quickly becoming addicted to your kisses. 

you sighed and giggled, tightly embracing him. how could you ever say no to this man?

ʚɞ togame -

togame was definitely tall, no doubt about it. of course it has its perks and advantages too, like he can reach things for you really easily, he gave the greatest piggyback rides, he was your human furnace during cold nights, and the likes. 

but one thing his height got in the way of was kissing. particularly whenever you wanted to kiss him.

you tugged on togame's robe in a futile attempt to pull him down closer to you. a "hmm?" escaping togame's lips, as a little smile made its way across. he continued drinking his ramune while his eyes made its way to your form. 

"you're too tall, jo." you sighed. even on your tiptoes, you failed to bring his face down to your level so you could kiss him. 

"that so?" he let out a slight chuckle. togame eventually lends you a little help as he leans down until his face was directly in front of yours.

"you could've kissed me if you tried just a little harder, angel." he caresses your cheek, lightly teasing you, his lips capturing yours in a long, slow and passionate kiss. 

"i wanted to kiss you properly." a pout present on your lips. togame loved your cute little pout, it made him want to kiss you more and more. 

"don't worry, we can do it again and again until you are satisfied." 

jo togame was insatiable for you, loving the way you taste, always hungry for more. 

ʚɞ kiryu - 

you have been crushing on kiryu for quite a while now, him being 'totally your type', as you talked about him on and on to your friends, them eagerly listening to you gushing about kiryu's pretty pink hair, soft gentle eyes, beautiful piercings, cat-like smile and not to mention his silly hotdog phone case. 

your friends told you to just go for it, be bold and just ask him if he was dating someone already so that you could cease daydreaming about him occupying your thoughts all day and night, preventing you from getting a proper good night's sleep. 

"kiryu, is there a girl you like?" you nervously ask him.

"there is, actually." he replies. "would you like to see her? i can show you." 

oh. so he had someone he liked already.

the way he smiled as he gave you a direct answer made you want to bury yourself in the ground and never come out.

"y-yeah, sure! i want to see. is she pretty?" you tried to hide the discouraged tone in your voice, thinking about how kiryu's thoughts are probably filled to the brim with his crush, like what you had with him. 

"she is! super pretty! this is her." he picks up his phone and flashes the screen in front of you. half of you did not want to see the object of kiryu's desires, but you were curious and the urge to peek won over you. 

on his phone was a picture of none other than you.

it was a zoomed in photo of you, smiling and laughing while you talked with your friends, and it seemed to be taken after you had just waved "hi" to kiryu. it took a while for you to comprehend that what he meant was that the girl he liked all this time was actually you. 

"she likes you too, kiryu." your cheeks were tinged as pink as his hair, and as pink as kiryu's kissable lips. 

speaking of kiryu's kissable lips, they were making their way onto yours now, brushing against yours, as you felt the cold metal of his labret piercing touch the bottom of your lip. his lips were so soft and warm in contrast to his piercing.

"i've wanted to do that for a long time now." the corners of his mouth turning upwards in a sweet smile. little did kiryu know, you wanted his strawberry chapstick flavored kisses just as much, and maybe even longer.

© kajibunny 2024 / all rights reserved

[lovesickwounds]

SPOILED ( bruce wayne and f!reader ) bruce had a tendency to spoil you like he’d never had anyone else to spoil.

no warnings!

━━━━ YOU COULD FEEL him staring. he wasn’t trying to be subtle, but he was far too obvious. he had something to say but no clue if he should or shouldn’t speak. you, stubborn like he was, said nothing.

he had been gone yesterday, busy with patrol since the joker had escaped once again and was back to terrorizing gotham in its entirety.

he was protective over you, so you had been told to try not to leave the house without him or someone else to protect you. you listened to him, but that didn’t mean you liked to.

you were busy getting ready, pulling the brush he’d bought you recently through your hair with ease. he was still watching, silent, memorizing, as if he was etching you into memory.

“you don’t have to try and print me into memory, bruce. you know i’m not leaving you, right?” you smiled teasingly, meeting his eyes for the first time that night through the mirror.

he had bruises galore, and the cuts weren’t as bad. you worried for him whenever he left, but it was inevitable that he would come back injured. the best you could do? hold him and help him as he needed.

you might as well be a licensed masseuse, the amount of times your hands delicately found the knots in his shoulders and neck and smoothed them easily.

“mhm.” he confirmed, “habit.” he huffed, his voice laced with exhaustion (evident through how much huskier his voice was and how his eyes drooped).

“i’m sure it is, darling.” you were smiling still.

as you turned to him, his eyes lit up slightly. as you stood up his eyes followed; he was entranced by every little thing you did.

“go on and start the shower, i need to talk to alfred and make sure tim and damian are asleep, okay?” you were closer to him, gently pressing a soft kiss to his forehead.

he never forgot where your lips touched, the softness was almost enough for him to fall asleep then and there. but regardless, his eyes found yours.

“speak to alfred as in, you’re going to go cancel and reschedule my entire day tomorrow so i can stay home with you?” his lips perked up on the sides, hands finding your waist as if it were muscle memory.

“exactly!” you grinned, kissing his nose before escaping him and running lightly down the hall.

alfred was more than happy to do as you asked, smiling and thanking you for taking such good care of someone as difficult to care for as bruce.

of course you knew how hard it was to care for him, but after so long it became second nature.

same with tim, and damian. tim never managed to get enough sleep until you came in, chiding him into bed with the paternal care of a mother he craved, hugging you tightly before he went to bed.

damian was the same, basically. unable to sleep easily without you beside him to help him enter his rem cycle.

“tim?” you knocked softly on his door, “it’s nearly midnight, tim, why don’t you go to bed?” you had opened it after he gave you the go-ahead.

“is it?” he yawned, nearly knocking over a half-full cup of recently made coffee.

“mhm. come on, bedtime.” you smiled, walking to where he sat as softly pulling him away.

he looked up at you the same way a child would with their mother—adoration filling his eyes and tiredness following close behind it.

he stood up and wrapped you into a tight hug, biding you goodnight before collapsing on his bed and falling asleep instantly.

further down the hall, you found yourself outside of damian’s room.

opening the door after a soft knock and a go-ahead, you met damian’s eyes with a kind smile. he too looked tired, wanting desperately for sleep but unable to find it.

“i was beginning to believe you wouldn’t show up.” damian muttered, practically running to you and hiding himself in your stomach. your face filled with a bigger smile, rubbing his back and laughing quietly.

“you know i’ll be here every night, damian.” you gently brushed his hair back with your fingers, guiding him to his bed.

he had already changed into his pajamas, crawling under the covers and waiting for you to join him.

“what chapter did we end off on last night?” you picked up damian’s old and tattered copy of jane austen, flipping halfway through the book as you sat beside him.

“i don’t remember.” damian shrugged, cuddling up into your side and resting his head against your shoulder.

this was the mundanity that the wayne manor needed. you were like everyone’s mother, chiding and scolding, while also showing love and affection.

alfred loved that you cared for bruce in ways he couldn’t, making sure he slept and was well loved and cared for. alfred loved how you cared for everyone. your kindness was unlimited in the house, and unconditional.

you remained with damian for five minutes before he was fast asleep.

leaving was easy, silently slipping out of the room and shutting off his lights. passing by tim’s room, you could see him still fast asleep, breathing light and snoring quietly.

you smiled, heart filling with an innate love for each boy.

back in you and bruce’s room, you found him waiting in the room, new clothes in hand and towels alongside them.

“sorry, did i take too long?” you asked, sliding towards him and accepting the clothes he held out to you.

“no, not at all. tim and damian are asleep?” he walked after you into the slightly steaming bathroom.

“yeah, alfred’s moved all your appointments and meetings back a few days. from today to thursday, so i’ll be forcing you to spend the next few days relaxing.” you ran a hand along his skin.

you had both discarded clothing and climbed into the shower, done before too long and holding each other in bed. he was laid against you, his head in your chest and your hands making work against the countless knots in his shoulders, back, and neck.

“we should get married.” bruce spoke into your chest, vibrating your body as you smiled.

“yeah? why?” you paused the massage to begin playing with his hair, careful not to hurt him.

“why not? plus… damian and tim, as well as alfred,” bruce brought his head up to meet your eyes, “they’ve all been asking when we’re finally getting married.”

“why don’t we talk about it tomorrow, hm?” you smiled, eyes sparkling as you memorized the look in his eyes.

bruce hummed in agreement, burying himself back in your chest as sleep overcame the both of you.

abrupt ending whoops anyways hi

masterlist — requests are open — lovesickwounds 25

[buttdumplin]

kyle who very early on realizes that you can't fall asleep to silence, putting the pieces together that first time you walked him through your setup on a late night call. he doesn't mention anything, lets you play it off as this ritual you've put in place, picking a movie to put on every night for weeks on end. he says nothing, only keeps track of how often you change movies, unsurprised that it was an early marvel film that kept you the longest. he hasn't spent the night yet and he knows the exact volume and brightness settings you pick for bedtime. he just waits and listens, matching your pace.

and after months of bedtime calls and snuck-in goodnight messages, kyle is rewarded with a gift, one he recognizes in its entirety. you ask him what you should put on.

a couple of weeks prior, you mentioned the light coming from the tv starting to keep you up, so the timing is perfect

what about a bedtime story?

your knee jerk reaction is to laugh, less at the suggestion and more at the words. that's such a silly thing isn't it? it's something a kid does, something a kid needs. and you don't.

you like my voice, you fall asleep on calls with me all the time

you can't even try to deny that, you know you've both kept score and it doesn't add up in your favor. okay, fine, you'll bite. but what if he doesn't have something to read from? what would it even be about?

do you trust me?

you do. you do.

you're nervous that first night, going through all of the motions of settling while on the phone with him. part of you worries that he'll realize that this is silly and he'll back out. which would be fine, you tell yourself. if it doesn't work, it doesn't work. the remaining part of you is scared it will.

the only light left in the room is the glow from your phone when he starts. his tone is low and deep, a slow steadiness you hear most often when you're in his arms. you don't focus on the words, just the sound of his voice, closing your eyes because when you do, you can almost feel the warmth of his body next to yours. slowly, you relax, softening into the bedding, pillows cocooning you all around. you remember hearing a smile in his voice as your breathing evens out.

the next morning comes in a flash and you find yourself in the exact same position you fell asleep in. you scramble to turn your phone, afraid he's disappeared. but there's a text already waiting for you.

sleep well?

he'd be entirely too proud of himself if he could see the smile on your face, but you can't bring yourself to lowball him. better than you can last remember, you tell him.

good. i have another picked out for tonight

a single night is all it takes for kyle to become your nightly ritual.

as your nightly calls grow longer, you're no longer sure quite when they end. fuck, you can't even keep track of the narrative. he could be telling you the same story over and over and you wouldn't even know. you fall asleep too fast to catch any of the details. and still he calls, every night he can

he even records himself for the nights he can't call, sending you a different story every time he has to leave. that way you both know he's still with you, and he knows you're sleeping well.

[enwoso]

Leah x alessia x child!reader

Alessia is away for a late night meeting so leah has to get reader to bed alone for the first time. Reader is scared to go to bed without mummy so leah lets her sleep in the big bed

easy influenced | alessia russo x leah williamson x child!reader

grumpy masterlist

alessia always felt she had a good work, to family life balance however what she never liked was when meetings ran over and it meant she wasn't able to put her own daughter to bed.

luckily she didn't need to scramble around calling people to look after you as leah was already on hand, most likely sat on the sofa watching a children's cartoon with you as you twirled your hair around your finger - a motion you only ever did when you were tired.

"tiny, i think its time for bed" leah cooed as she for the past ten minutes had watched your eyes flutter shut before you would jump them open again just for your eyes to flutter shut again. you mumbled a response as you sleepily pulled yourself from the couch making you way towards the stairs, leah following closely behind.

leah helped you brush your teeth, as well as showing you the best way to gurgle the water in your mouth. a trick alessia wished leah had never shown you, partly cause you had now started to do it with every drink you had. before leah got your bed ready how you liked it.

you pillow in a certain way along with your comforter as you climbed into bed, "which book?" leah asked, now knowing that no matter how tired you were you wouldn't go to sleep if there wasn't a bedtime story whether it took one word or two books.

the blonde having stood in the doorway and watched as alessia would sit on the edge of your bed and read to you many of times before, watching how your little mind would switch off. mostly likely about to have little dreams about the book which had just been read to you.

"is it bedtime!" you smiled as you pointed to the small a4 book in the collection of all your other books. a small chuckle came from leah as how quick you made your decision. leah picking up the book about an elephant and its tatics about trying to delay its bedtime. a few of the delaying tatics which you sometimes would use just to stay up those extra five minutes.

"is it bedtime yet, mr elephant?" leah began in her best story telling voice as she sat on the edge of you bed holding the book up so you could see the colourful pictures that were in the book, though the dim light of your night light.

"no silly! i'm still in the bath!" leah continued as a small giggle came from you as leah read the book, leah quickly moving onto the next page as you listened closely, your eyes quickly beginning to feel heavy.

leah only managed three pages before your breathing shallowed and you were tightly gripping onto your esme the elephant. a small smile appearing on leah's lips as she tucked you in. brushing your loose blonde hairs from your face, her fingers lingering for a moment before she reached down to place a loving kiss to your forehead.

"a goodnight kiss from your mummy" leah whispers, before leaning back down to place another soft kiss to your forehead, "sweet dreams tiny"

leah lets out a content sigh as she walks out of your room as quietly as she can as if one wrong step on the ground and you'd be awake again.

-

leah managed to get herself cosy on the couch managing to catch the second half of the champions league match for arsenal. but just as they were through on goal, the blonde sat on the edge of her seat a small tap was felt on her arm.

her gaze turning to look, seeing your sleepy form stood with your esme tucked under your arm as a small pout had formed on your lips. "what's wrong tiny?" leah asking softly as her eyes flickered back towards to the tv, arsenal had missed the open goal, before she turned to grab your small hands and wrap you into a hug.

"can't sleep, want mummy." you admitted quietly, your voice a little shaky as leah nodded a pout forming across her lips. this was the first time you'd had to go to bed without your mummy in a long time. you weren't a fan of change - you liked the way your mummy did things.

“how about we finish your story?” leah suggested as you slowly nodded, leah scooped you up into her arms and made her way up the stairs. about to push your bedroom door open with her foot but your started to whine.

“no in there, it scary-“ you whined digging your head into leah’s neck as a small sigh came from leah as she assessed her options quickly over in her head.

surely alessia would be happy that you were asleep when she got home — even if that meant you weren’t asleep in your own bed..

leah spun in her heel, walking towards alessia’s room knowing exactly which door was her — having spent many of nights wrapped tangled in those sheets.

placing you down in the bed as leah quickly rushed to go and get the book she’d read you the first time as you let out small whines for her to come back.

“i’m here, tiny. now where were we” leah smiled, lying against the top of the bed, you tucked up close with your stuffed animal close to your chest as leah began to read to you for the second time tonight.

but what leah hadn’t expected to happen was for herself to drift off to sleep too, reading in a dimly lit room on a comfy bed was a recipe for a comfy nap.

only waking up when she heard alessia call out for her from down stairs along with the sound of rustling bags.

“i’m up here less” leah sleepily called out as she walked out from alessia’s room, a soft smile coming into alessia face as she saw leah as she made her way up the stairs.

“did lovie go down for bed okay?” alessia asked as leah stopped from alessia from making it to stepping onto the landing as leah winced at the question.

“yeah but-“ leah stuttered out as fidgeting with her hands, as alessia awaited for her to finish her sentence.

"-okay but first you have to promise me you won't get mad-" leah cracked as she looked to alessia who was stood just on the stair below her. alessia's eyebrows rising as a look of fear flashed over her as well as a small groan escaping from her lips.

"love, what have you-" alessia started but before she even got the chance to get her sentence out, leah was interrupted her.

"ah, ah say promise." leah butted in before alessia had a chance to finish her sentence, a roll of the eyes but never the less alessia knew she was going to have to agree.

a sigh coming from alessia as she nodded, "ok, ok i won't get mad. i promise" a content smile came from leah as she pulled alessia towards her bedroom door, confusing the blondes head as to what was going to be behind the door.

"oh leah-" alessia whisper yelled, seeing your sleeping form sprawled across her bed. your hair all messed up as your chest heaved slowly up and down before she turned to her girlfriend, a stern look on her face which definetly told leah that she had broke her promise.

"ey! you said you wouldn't get mad." leah pouted as she crossed her arms across her chest, a sulk coming over her as she sat herself down on the end of the bed.

"but leah, love you know i've been trying to work on her sleeping in her own bed-" alessia began, it had been a struggle to say the least especially since there would be nights when you’d be in a hotel room so naturally you’d just gravitate towards sleeping in your mummy’s bed for comfort. but seeing the look on leah’s face meant she couldn’t stay mad at her love for long.

“i know, i know. i did try. i promise. but she woke up and said she was scared and i-“ leah rambled out quietly as alessia smiled softly making her way across the room and sitting on leah’s lap.

“shh, le it’s fine. i’m not angry” alessia cooed, placing a soft kiss to her lips her arm outstretching to go around leah’s neck as she sunk into alessia’s touch.

“but she has got you wrapped around her little finger” alessia teased, a small giggle leaving her lips as she kissed leah’s cheek before moving from her lap to go and get ready for bed.

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NIGHTS WITH YOU

genre. fluff. warnings. food (ramen). pairing. soobin x fem!reader. wc. 700. request. requested by @blue-jisungs (my baby) for #25: "are those my clothes" and #34: "where's my goodnight kiss?" a/n. i've been writing just so much sleepy fluff either sleepy morning fluff or sleepy bedtime fluff im not complaining cause its always so soft but yeah :(

Soobin stepped out of the bathroom, still drying his hair with a towel. His eyes immediately scoured around the room for you, and when he didn’t find you anywhere, a frown etched on his face. Since he had been at practice all day, you forced him to take a shower before delivering any hugs or kisses, despite how much he begged for them. It was a reasonable request, of course. He was sweaty and stinky— of course you’d rather kiss a clean Soobin. But your boyfriend hadn’t seen you all day and simply needed to be as close to you as possible for the rest of the night. 

He located you quickly, following the smell of spicy noodles to the kitchen. His eyes softened as he saw your figure, wearing one of his black t-shirts.  He pouted, coming up behind you to hold you in a back hug. 

“Are those my clothes?” He asked softly, a giddy smile growing on his face as soon as you laughed.

“You left your drawer open. They were practically asking for me to take them. Plus, they’re more comfortable than my pyjamas.” You said simply, stirring the sauce packet into the pot of ramen noodles you were preparing. 

Although Soobin’s shirts were much too big for you to wear daily, they made for the perfect oversized sleeping garment. As they were designed to fit your 6 foot man both height wise and broad back wise, they practically swallowed your figure. But you loved it, especially the way the shirts smelled exactly like your boyfriend. Soobin didn’t mind. How could he when you looked so cute in his clothes?

“We already share everything anyway. Including that ramen—?“

“No! You’re not getting any!” You shoved your boyfriend off of your back, defensively shielding the ramen pot from his prying hands. He frowned, eyebrows furrowed as he tried to find a way through, but each reach he took got expertly blocked by your chopsticks.

“That is not one bite. That’s like, 6 at least!” You slouched back onto Soobin’s chest, keeping up your pretend grumpiness after you had finally agreed to give him just one bite. Truthfully, you had prepared the ramen more for him than you in the first place. You just wanted to see him eat well after practice. But it was always fun to tease him. Admitting that you carefully prepared them for your boyfriend would make you look unbelievably whipped. Which you were, but you weren’t about to admit it out in the open.

“Here, open up.” Soobin said, holding the chopsticks up for you, feeding you the bite of ramen carefully. Maybe he was just as equally whipped. You whipped your frown off your face and snuggled closer to your boyfriend, enveloped by his fresh scent and warm skin. 

“I can’t believe Beomgyu got to see you more this week than me. It’s not fair.” You sighed, thinking back to the past couple of days. Even when Soobin didn't have a schedule, he’d busied himself in the company building with Beomgyu, playing games or writing lyrics. 

You had nothing against the younger member, you were as close to him as you were any of Soobin’s friends. But nothing hit you quite as hard as the loneliness you felt when Soobin was away from you. It felt nice to be back in his arms, knowing that there was nothing left for that day that would prevent you from falling asleep and waking up next to him. 

“Where’s my goodnight kiss?” Soobin asked once you were back in his arms after doing the dishes. 

“Right here.” You smiled, cupping his cheeks to bring his face down to your lips. As always, Soobin’s lips tasted heavenly. And, just like always, Soobin was the clingier of you two. He chased your lips every time you pulled away, causing you both to giggle. Countless soft pecks were placed around your face until his head hit the pillow and he gathered you up in his arms, close enough to hear his relaxed breath and steady heart beat. The rhythm lulled you to sleep, head resting against his chest and your back blanketed by his arms.

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Prompt 55 with Alessia Russo pls

Let's Make a Baby

Alessia x reader

warnings: baby

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Amelia is perched on the living room floor, her little face serious as she cradles her favorite baby doll in her arms. She’s been engrossed in her make-believe world for a while now, talking softly to her doll about feeding times and naps, much like Katie and Caitlin do with their new baby. You’re cuddled on the couch with Alessia, her arm draped lazily around your shoulders as the two of you steal a rare moment of calm.

“Look at her,” Alessia murmurs, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “She’s so good with that doll. She’s definitely been taking notes from Katie.”

You hum in agreement, smiling as Amelia tucks the doll under a tiny blanket. Just as you’re about to comment on how cute she looks, Amelia looks up, her expression curious but completely earnest.

“Mama? Mummy?” she says, tilting her head.

“Yes, darling?” you reply, leaning forward slightly.

Amelia pauses for a moment before blurting out, “Can you and Mummy make another baby?”

You and Alessia freeze for half a second before bursting into laughter. Amelia stares at you both, confused but unfazed, as if she doesn’t understand what’s so funny.

“Oh, love,” Alessia says, trying to suppress her giggles. “That’s… quite the question!”

“Why do you want another baby, sweetheart?” you ask gently, brushing a curl from Amelia’s face.

“Because babies are cute!” she declares matter-of-factly, holding up her doll as evidence. “And I wanna be a big sister! I can help feed it and play with it, and it can sleep in my room!”

You glance at Alessia, who’s biting her lip to keep from laughing again. She leans in and whispers, “She has no idea how much work a real baby is.”

“No clue,” you whisper back, trying not to smile too wide. Turning back to Amelia, you say, “That’s very sweet of you, love. Being a big sister is a big job, though. Are you sure you’re ready for that responsibility?”

Amelia nods enthusiastically, her curls bouncing. “Uh-huh! I’ll be the best big sister ever! Like… like a superhero big sister!”

“Well, with a pitch like that, how can we say no?” Alessia teases, giving you a playful nudge.

Amelia beams at the perceived victory, then goes back to fussing over her doll, muttering about needing to change its nappy.

Once she’s distracted, Alessia leans closer, her voice low. “Well, Mama, what do you think? Shall we give her what she’s asking for?”

You smirk, tilting your head toward her. “Oh, so you’re saying we should start trying for another baby after she goes to bed?”

Alessia bursts out laughing, covering her face with her hand. “You’re terrible!”

“Am I wrong, though?” you tease, grinning at her.

She shakes her head, still laughing, but there’s a softness in her eyes as she looks at you. “Seriously, though… what do you think?”

“I think it’s time,” you say, your voice warm and steady. “We’ve talked about it for a while now, and I know Amelia would love it. I’m ready if you are.”

Alessia smiles, reaching over to intertwine her fingers with yours. “I’m ready, too. Let’s do it.”

That evening, after Amelia’s bedtime routine—a whirlwind of bubble baths, bedtime stories, and a heartfelt goodnight hug—she’s finally asleep in her room. You and Alessia settle back into the quiet of the living room, the earlier conversation still lingering in the air.

“Do you think she really understands what she’s asking for?” Alessia asks, her tone amused but thoughtful.

“Not a chance,” you say with a laugh. “But she’ll be an amazing big sister, even if she doesn’t know what it means yet.”

Alessia leans in, resting her forehead against yours. “I think we’re ready for this next adventure, don’t you?”

“Absolutely,” you whisper, pressing a kiss to her lips.

“And for the record,” Alessia adds with a cheeky grin, “you’re still terrible for that ‘trying for a baby’ comment earlier.”

You laugh, pulling her closer. “You love it.”

“Maybe,” she admits, her laughter joining yours as you begin planning the next chapter of your little family’s story.

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