#HE IS GENTLE BABY only wants snuggles and hugs

[smokbeast]

Can sunrise spin his rays fast enough to become a sawblade?

He’d be very concerned that you’d suggest the idea, but no he could not (figuratively it is possible but don’t tell him that he’ll panic IDJFJDJ)

[hyunebunx]

⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 ⏖ ’ early morning moments with skz !

⁺ 𖹭 . genre: fluff! jisung's a tiny bit suggestive

⁺ 𖹭 . a/n: since i've done late night moments with them, i think it's only fitting i write this as well! enjoyy <33 pls let me know your thoughts by reblogging or leaving a comment <3 (inspired by some of these prompts <3)

𝜗୧ chan 𝜗୧

You’ve been awake for a while now, snuggling and holding each other close as half of your body was on top of your boyfriend’s, almost latching onto him like a koala bear without shame. And he didn’t mind, Chan never did, content with being glued to you in every situation, hugging you so tightly like he wanted you to morph into one, the same entity kept alive by the beating of a singular heart.

“You fell asleep in the first 20 minutes of the movie last night.” You whisper, drawing random shapes on his exposed pecs, laying in the crook of his neck. Chan makes an apologetic sound before he’s interrupted by a yawn, stretching his arms above his head and letting one fall to curl around your middle. “Sorry, baby. I guess I was pretty tired.”

Tired is an understatement, and you laugh, lazily reaching for your phone on the nightstand to show him exactly what you’re talking about, with him tugging you right back to his chest when you stretch too far. There is a picture of Chan, sitting on the couch with his head thrown back and mouth open, snoring away while the movie he’s been begging you to watch together was rolling in the background.

The laugh he lets out is quieter than usual, the remains of sleep obvious in his half-closed eyes and deeper voice. “Damn, I was out like a light.”

You continue cuddling for a while before agreeing it’s time to start your day, reluctantly separating and sitting up at the end of the bed, adopting the same stance.

He’s still mumbling about something when you notice his hair sticking out in every direction, reaching out to tame the curls before stealing a kiss which only makes your boyfriend want another, and another until twenty minutes have passed and you’re still in bed, snuggling and making out like the world outside your bedroom did not exist.

𝜗୧ minho 𝜗୧

“Minho.” You whisper, tossing and turning under the blanket to face him, peering at his sleeping face. Your boyfriend was on his back, resting peacefully, unaware of the godly beauty he possessed, one people would surely go to war for, chest rising and falling rhythmically.

He doesn’t respond so, you try again. “Minho!” this time, he scrunches his nose cutely and rolls over, away from you and your antics he was too tired to be a victim of this early in the morning.

“Minho, are you awake yet?” You know what they say, third time is the charm because your boyfriend responds instantly, voice loud and clear, the opposite of your soft tone which takes you by complete surprise. “No.”

“Oh, okay.” you whisper, feeling bad for disturbing him. “Sorry.” you almost turn on your side and succumb to slumber before it hits you. Without warning, you swing a leg over his torso before rolling yourself over him to land on the other side of the bed, ignoring all his groans in protest.

“Liar!” You’re nose to nose now and Minho barely gets to open his eyes before you push his shoulder, causing him to fall on his back as you climb to straddle him. You waste no time leaning down and connecting your lips in a sweet kiss, cupping his cheeks and squeezing affectionately. As much as he wanted to complain, Minho couldn’t help but smile against your lips, body melting into the mattress while one of his veiny hands moved to rest on your exposed thigh, needing to feel more of you.

He should lie more often if this is the reward he gets.

𝜗୧ changbin 𝜗୧

“Binnie.” You’re gentle as you brush curly hair strands from his forehead, smiling when he instantly leans into your touch. “My love, I know you’re awake.”

“Then you should also know I hate waking up to an empty bed.” He pouts, eyes still closed stubbornly. With the same fond smile, you roll your eyes, hand dropping down to slowly trace his every feature, knowing he could never resist you.

“I had a good cause, I promise.” When he doesn’t budge, you reach for the tray on the nightstand and place it across his lap, over the blanket, careful his smoothie doesn’t spill over. “I made breakfast.”

Just like magic, his eyes snap open and he sits up so quickly you wonder if he got whiplash that was instantly cured by the smell of his favorite breakfast. His eyes sparkle as his gaze moves back and forth from the tray to you, so touched and grateful as he takes it all in, noticing the effort you put in so early in the morning just to cook a feast and surprise him with breakfast in bed. Nobody’s ever done something like this for him, love him so deeply and openly. Is this what being the luckiest man in the world felt like?

“I love you.” The words stumble out without second thought, eyes misty, forgetting all about being upset and giving you attitude. When you laugh, he does too, carefully leaning over the food to kiss you, the love of his life that adored him in the exact same way he adored you.

Love is the greatest gift he’s ever received and as selfish as it sounds, Changbin hopes you’ll continue loving him this way for the rest of your shared lives, that you’ll always remain by his side. He promises to continue eating your cooking even when you’re both old and grey, impaired taste and all.

𝜗୧ hyunjin 𝜗୧

The early hours of the morning found you in the arms of your beloved, sleeping away, undisturbed by the outside world and its people who were already hurrying around to get to work on time. You won’t be joining them today, nor will the man whose warmth was currently engulfing you whole, creating a safe love bubble you never wanted to burst.

Your face was buried in his chest, the soft material of his t-shirt moving with each breath he took, his heartbeat rocking you to sleep every time your eyes opened to check the time. Old habits die hard, but Hyunjin always manages to calm your racing mind even from dreamland.

Half an hour later, when the sun starts to peek through the drawn curtains, you’re awakened by tiny paws jumping on the bed, breathing and barking loudly. So much for sleeping in. Hyunjin’s eyes open with a smile, arms tightening their hold on your middle as he brings you even closer, resting his chin on top of your head while squeezing tightly. Morning cuddles were a must, even if your boyfriend’s other baby was too impatient to be let out to allow you to enjoy them to the fullest. 

“Good morning, love.” He greets you with a kiss, lingering there for the briefest moment before finally tearing himself from you, giggling down the hallway as he quickly goes to allow Kkami on the terrace.

He comes back rambling about something that happened at a schedule the other day, blinking the sleep away as he hands you a water bottle, yawning here and there. Unfortunately for him, you’re not listening, too distracted by the way his plump lips move and his husky voice, the words going in one ear and out the other as your inner monologue takes over.

“Your morning voice is so hot.” Hyunjin stops mid-sentence, momentarily taken aback before he bursts out laughing, dramatically collapsing back into bed and reaching for your hand to hold. “What?”

You nod, now sitting up against the headboard, eyes still zoned in on his pink and wet lips, enthralled. “Tell me more, baby. What did Chan do?” “He wasn’t even there!” See, not paying attention at all. But who could blame you when your boyfriend couldn’t take the hint and finally kiss you again?

𝜗୧ jisung 𝜗୧

“I had a dream about you.” Jisung perks up from his place on your chest, the TV running idly in the background, showing a random cartoon. “Was I hot?” “You cheated on me.”

He gasps dramatically but doesn’t move, too comfortable as you continue running your fingers through his freshly dyed hair, almost lulling him back to sleep. “Asshole move, dream me. Off with his head!.” 

You chuckle, kissing the top of his head and turning into a puddle once he begins leaving wet kisses on your neck, apologizing or most likely trying to distract you from how he’s been acting in your dream. It was working, because you lost your train of thought a couple of times before managing to speak again, eyes fluttering shut.

“You were very mean, actually.” Jisung hums against your neck, licking the skin before his kisses move downwards, to your collarbones, warm hands holding you down by the waist, touch burning pleasantly through your thin clothing.

“I’m sorry, baby.” He props his head up, chin resting right above your chest as his eyes bore into yours with a familiar intensity. “Please let me make it up for you.”

That’s what he says but ten minutes into making out and caressing each other’s bodies, his head falls tiredly to his previous place on your chest and you’re both out like a light, the warmth and cloudy weather of the early morning casting the spell of sleep on your forms and trapping you in bed for another three hours.

𝜗୧ felix 𝜗୧

You were not a morning person, it was a well-known fact by everyone in your life. Especially by your boyfriend who usually stayed up to keep you company, talking the hours away and giggling under the blankets until you both passed out just as the moon was retiring for the day.

So, you’re more than perplexed when one very early morning, you feel a warm hand caressing your cheek, followed by soft lips peppering feather-like kisses on every inch of your face, coaxing you awake.

“Baby,” his deep voice calls, barely above a whisper to not scare you, leaving a kiss on the corner of your mouth this time, “wake up, angel.”

You make a face, eyes still closed in protest and make to turn over, away from him until you feel the bed dip and his hand in your hair, massaging the scalp gently. Was Felix trying to wake you up or lull you back to sleep? Pretty sure he was just as confused.

When he leans down again, hovering over your face, your arms spring up and lock at the back of his neck, quickly bringing him down and bumping your noses together. You see his eyes widen, inhaling sharply as he realizes what you’re about to do and dodges your kiss last second, lips landing on his cheekbone instead.

Groggy and grumpy from being woken up this early, you pout, relaxing under his weight as his chest presses yours down. “Kiss me!” Felix chuckles and shakes his head, hands on either side of your head holding him up. “Not until you wake up and join me in the kitchen.” Once he sees you shake your own head and move to try and kiss him again, he adds. “I have a surprise!”

Now why didn’t he say so from the beginning? You release him but he doesn’t move away immediately, smiling from ear to ear before kissing your forehead and scooping you out of bed in one swift movement, strong arms under your knees as he giggles and jogs towards the kitchen, face brightening up when a smile finally graces your features.   

𝜗୧ seungmin 𝜗୧

Every single morning, Seungmin was the first to wake up without fail, reaching for you to bring your body to his chest and cuddle until you also did, just laying there since he never wanted you to wake up alone. 

That’s why when you woke up earlier than usual, with his chin resting on your shoulder and hot breath hitting your cheek, you didn’t hesitate to move around and bring the blanket further up your bodies, making sure you were both covered and comfortable among the many pillows.

“Your feet are cold.” But Seungmin doesn’t respond, legs intertwined and body still glued to yours like he never wanted to let go, couldn’t. You sneak a glance over your shoulder and find his eyes closed, long eyelashes kissing the top of his cheeks as he rested, sleeping deeply. For the first time since you’ve known him, Seungmin didn’t smile in greeting as you woke up, still sleeping soundly like it was the most normal thing in the world.

It felt a bit strange, but your heart only grew as you watched him, admiring his side profile and the peaceful look on his face, the furrow between his eyebrows absent as dreamland took care of him.

You never got the chance to do this, wake up first and let your thoughts run wild as you resist the urge to squeeze his cheeks and plant kisses all over his face, love pouring out at a dangerous pace, threatening to suffocate him at any moment. Not like Seungmin would mind, adoring you too much to not allow you to do whatever you pleased.

As careful as you can be, one of your hands trails down and intertwines your fingers, gently bringing your connected hands to your chest as you curl further into him, content with getting more cuddle time, loving every single moment.

𝜗୧ jeongin 𝜗୧

“Did you know you talk in your sleep?” You mumble into his neck, squeezing your eyes shut as you try to hide from the obnoxious sunlight that is threatening to take your lover away with the start of a new day.

Jeongin laughs, incredulous. “No way! I’ve had countless roommates and none of them have ever complained about me randomly rambling in my sleep.” He headbutts you affectionately, almost like a cat, and snuggles closer, also bothered by the sun but too lazy to get up and close the curtains he forgot about last night.

“I’m not complaining.” Looking up, you share a breath as you move to plant a small kiss on his nose, smiling when it scrunches up in fake annoyance, knowing your boyfriend loved morning cuddles as much as you did. “I actually think it’s kind of endearing.”

He rolls his eyes, big hand drawing circles on your back under the blanket, soothing you in an attempt to get you both to fall back asleep. Mornings were not his thing, and he really didn’t want to leave you, clingier than usual. The bed was so warm, and you were so soft and smelt so good, how could he ever think about leaving? Not like he’d ever admit it out loud.

“What did I say?” He chooses to entertain you, stretching his whole body before bringing the blanket over your heads and moving his arms to hug you, turning on his side so you’re face to face. You pause, momentarily mesmerized by his beauty, messy hair and puffy eyes only making him look even more adorable in your eyes. Tracing his bottom lip, he puckers them to gently kiss your finger. “I don’t know, I don’t speak gibberish.”

He groans, regretting he asked and hiding his face in his pillow. “You also snore.” “I do not!” 

[monamipencil]

— baby fever | c.sc

tw; talks of pregnancy and mentions of seahorses, slight suggestive.

“baby, i can only know what's wrong if you tell me.” seungcheol is kneeled in front of you, softly caressing your knees with his calloused hands.

worry laces his warm, brown eyes as he stares at you. you stay silent, but the pout on your lips speaks a thousand words. he rakes a hand through his hair, mentally rewinding all the things he did and didn't.

but it's the same conclusion as before, he cannot remember what could've upset you. he sighs but doesn't lose his cool. you observe him, quietly. guilt wraps around your heart but you cannot bring yourself to say why you're upset.

“baby,” you whisper, voice barely audible.

“hmm?”

“baby.”

“yes?”

“no. baby,” you make a gesture with your hands, as if you're holding a baby.

worry fades into horror beneath his irises and you see his face morph into multiple emotions. he rubs his face, and looks at you, wide-eyed. you cut him off before he could say anything.

“i'm not pregnant.”

“i.. baby.”

seungcheol doesn't need any more words to comprehend your thoughts. he breaks out into a big smile and gets off the floor to take you into his arms.

you snuggle into his neck, enjoying the silent understand between you two. he chuckles when he feels you pout against his skin and whine. his gentle hand cards through your locks, and the other pats your lower back.

“not now, honey.” his big hand caresses your tummy and he sneaks a kiss to your neck.

“i have to work hard, then build a home and get married with you. then, we can have as many kids as you want.” he finishes with a smile.

“as many as i want?” you raise your eyebrow, a habit you picked up from him.

“mhm.”

“ok, i want thirteen kids.” you chuckle as he tries not to show his surprise and visibly tenses. he goes into deep thought while you admire him, tracing his features with your finger.

“thirteen .. is a lot. but we can do it.” it's your turn to be flabbergasted and you pull away from his embrace.

“i can't birth thirteen babies,” you wince, clutching your stomach. he laughs at you with a look that says 'you asked for it.'

“well, don't you think we should practice? practice mak—” you cut him off by flinging a pillow to his face and jet off. you giggle, seeing his face but it's short-lived when he runs after you.

you try to outrun him but it's in vain as he back hugs you and brings you back to the bed. and it seems that the sudden adrenaline rush has you thinking the same.

“maybe, we should.” you're breathless underneath him, hair tousled and eyes holding a new hunger. he groans, begging you not to egg him on.

seungcheol holds you close, whining into your neck. he complains with a pout about how you bewitched him and that he has a baby fever now as well.

“i've decided. i'm gonna work really hard to provide for our 15-member family.”

you laugh but he insists that he's being serious despite the lovesick smile on his face. he switches positions with you, now holding you between his arms.

“we can. in another life time, when we're both reincarnated as seahorses.” you hug him, enjoying the warmth radiating off him.

“i wish we were seahorses.” he sighs, dramatically and shakes his head. you giggle, hitting his chest.

“do you think i'd look good pregnant?” he asks, deep in his thoughts.

“seungcheol!”

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[satosuguwifee]

Love Sick — Satoru Gojo x F!reader

Synopsis: Who would have thought that the strongest sorcerer would be like a clingy kitten when he caught a cold?

Contents: Fluff, lovebirds, cliché.

Y/n wouldn't have imagined that one day she would see her boyfriend, the strongest wizard, on her doorstep, totally sly, clingy and needy, when he caught a cold after going cycling with Suguru and they both got soaked by the rain on the way.

— Y/N… Where are you? — he called to her in a gentle way and, as soon as the girl appeared at the edge of the door, a little smile appeared on her slightly cracked lips. — Y/n, stay here with me…

He said in a slightly hoarse voice, coughing a little after forcing his throat to call her and as soon as he saw her enter the room and take steps towards him, a big smile appeared on his lips and he stretched out his arms expecting a hug.

But his happy expression quickly turned to a frown when she just placed the back of her hand against his forehead, checking his temperature.

— For heaven's sake, you're boiling with fever, Satoru! — the voice filled with concern reached the white-haired teenager's ears and a small smile appeared at the display of concern. — Come on, let's cool you down.

S/n then helped Satoru out of bed, who just mumbled as he hugged her when he stood up, his face buried in the crook of her neck and she could even hear a small purr coming from him, but she didn't know if it was actually some kind of purr or just the phlegm in his lungs.

— Toruu, come on! I don't want your fever to get worse.

She said, and he reluctantly let go of her and let himself be guided to the bathroom, shivering a little as the cold air of the bathroom came into contact with his body, and it got a little worse when he stood under the warm water.

Satoru then looked at his girlfriend distracted by some medicine and then smiled as an idea came into his mind. He then wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her towards him, leaving her under the shower with him.

— AAAAH, SATORU! FUCK! — she turned her face over her shoulder and looked at him angrily, but her anger subsided a little when she saw his cheek against her shoulder, his eyes closed and a little smile on his lips. — Damn, it's impossible to be angry with you in this state.

— Heh, I know you love me.

He said and at the same time his arms tightened around her waist, which made the girl sigh and then kiss him on the forehead, which made him smile even more and then he spun her around to face him, grabbing her clothes that were sticking to her body and shaping her curves.

— Wow, I have such a hot girlfriend… Not more than me, of course. — he says this, waggling his eyebrows up and down with that corner smile of his before leaning in to kiss his beloved girlfriend, only to feel not her lips but Y/n's cheek. — Hey!

— You're sick Satoru, I'm sorry but I don't feel like getting sick either.

He gave another sulky pout, but nodded begrudgingly before hugging her tightly again and burying his face in her shoulder, not letting go of her for the world, which meant that Y/n had the little challenge of giving him a bath with him totally attached to her, like a koala baby.

Satoru let out a sigh as he snuggled his head even closer against his girlfriend's chest, her nose being gently stroked by his silky hair while her gaze focused on the television in her room as they watched another episode of Digimon.

Her hand stroked the back of his head, her fingers tangling lightly against his strands and making him shiver slightly and smile a little.

— You know I love you, right? — he asked as he opened one of his eyes, looking at the love of his life who was also looking at him.

— Who doesn't love me, hm? — she replied in the same way he normally would, which made him laugh a little and pinch the tip of her nose as he leaned in to kiss her cheek.

— I'm serious Y/n… I want to marry you someday.

That line took her by surprise since they've only been dating for a year and a few months, and she smiled when she saw that he had plans with her. Well, that would be if he wasn't hallucinating because of his fever, which, although it had gone down, was still present.

The girl just smiled and nodded, removing one of the strands of his hair that was stuck to his forehead.

— Well, I accept your request, Satoru. I really didn't expect you to be someone I'd want to marry someday, but you're just a pretty boy who takes advantage of that to seduce the faint-hearted.

— Thanks for the part about me Y/n. — he says wryly, then nudges her forehead. — And you happened to be one of those girls, weren't you? Actually, I think I was the one who became faint-hearted after meeting you.

He smiled again and was soon lying on top of his girlfriend, crushing her with his weight and starting to slowly kiss her cheek while caressing her waist, his cold fingers against her warm waist sending shivers down her body.

— We both got Satoru.

She confessed, kissing the top of his head and smiling as soon as she saw that he smiled too, tiredness soon taking over and his body relaxing as he fell asleep and now Y/n was admiring her boyfriend's face, smiling at his slightly flushed cheeks and giving him one last kiss on the tip of his nose before turning her attention back to the TV.

✧₊⁺ Extra:

— Speed it up Suguru, I don't want to ruin my flat iron!

Satoru says ironically to his best friend, who just lets out a muffled laugh and rolls his eyes as he continues pedaling in search of somewhere with some protection.

— You say that because you have your Infinity, Satoru. I'm sure that if you got soaked, Y/n would spoil you for the rest of the night.

The black-haired boy says and smiles in a corner, knowing that mentioning the girl of Satoru's dreams is his greatest weakness. The white-haired boy was strangely silent, his light blue eyes shining from under his sunglasses until he deactivated his Infinity and let the rain soak his entire body.

— I can't believe you actually did that. You're quite a simp prod, aren't you?

— I'm not a simp, I'm just a man in love!

— That's what a simp would say!

— Oh, shut up Suguru!

Satoru says with a frown, which deepened when he heard Suguru's laugh, which made the white-haired boy blush a little. But just imagining his beautiful girlfriend taking care of him with such love and affection had him on cloud nine again, eager to get to her house.

[littlesunshine1223]

TYLER HEADCANONS PLEASE I NEED THIS!!!! 😂😂😂

!Twister Spoilers!

Tyler Owens Headcanons

SFW

- he’s a huge cuddle bug and loves to give you bear hugs whenever you least expect it

- if he falls asleep on you after a long day of storm chasing then it’s safe to say you ain’t getting up for a while

- he loves whenever you wear his shirts and can’t stop looking at you like an excited puppy every single time he sees you

- he loves PDA and his YouTube fans call you two the tornado wrangling power couple

- if he sees you’re cold while laying in bed he will lay you on your back then lay on you and being a heated weighted blanket for you

- he holds your hand whenever you two cuddle before falling asleep

- he always protects you during storm chasing and if things go wrong he’d do anything to keep you and his team safe

- he’ll cook breakfast for you in the mornings if you’re still asleep after he gets out of bed

- after a long day of storm chasing all he wants to do is tug you back to bed and snuggle with you (he always sticks his face in the crook of your neck)

- he loves to call you nicknames like: dear, darlin’, honey, sugar, doll, babe, and baby

NSFW

- the cowboy hat rule applies ;) [for those who don’t know the rule is if the cowboy gives you their hat then you have to ride them]

- if no one else is in the truck and you’re teasing him then he’ll 100% put you in the backseat and rearrange your guts

- he loves to whisper the dirtiest things into your ear while he ruins you

- after long days he loves to end the night with his face between your thighs until he’s completely drunk on you

- he’s a messy eater and you’ll have to tug his hair and pull him away only to reveal his flushed face as he whimpers and tries to stay between your legs

- he’s very experimental in bed and if you want to take charge then he’ll let you but he might tease you at first

- he can either be really sweet and gentle or he’s breaking you along with the headboard

- if it’s the gentle night for both of you then he can go for at least 3 rounds and he makes sure you feel everything as he praises you and peppers your face with kisses

- if it’s the bed breaking kind of night for you both then expect to not walk the next day and be struggling the day after that because he’ll stuff you full and keep you full

- aftercare with him is really relaxing after he cleans both of you up and if you’re stiff from a position he had you in then he’ll give you a massage while kissing your body and praising you for how good you did

[pastryfication]

tickling kisses | logan sargeant

pairing: logan sargeant x fem!reader

summary: logan decides to try something new and you need a bit convincing before you truly can say you like it.

warnings: me being a simp for logan’s stubble (i’m sorry) (i’m not really)

you’re sitting on the couch, a cozy blanket draped across your legs and a random sitcom playing on the television in front of you, when your boyfriend walks in.

the smell of soap hits your nose at the same time as you spot his wet hair, giving away the fact that he’s fresh out the shower.

only sporting a worn out prema t-shirt and a pair of plaited pyjama pants, he looks the definition of cozy. you just want to snuggle into his warm body for the rest of the night, enjoying the rare moment of time you have together when he’s home.

logan smiles in adoration when he makes eye contact with you, fastening his pace just slightly to reach you quicker, and you move over on the couch, lifting the blanket for him when he reaches you.

“hi, baby.” he greets you with a kiss as he settles down next to you, expecting you to greet him back, but as soon as his lips brushes yours, you pull back. feeling the roughness of his growing stubble against your skin makes you frown up at him.

“you haven’t shaved?” you ask in a small whine.

“no,” he replies, lifting a hand to feel at his chin. “i though i’d try something new. you don’t like it?”

“it tickles when we kiss!” you protest, swatting at his arm when he only grins playfully at your statement.

“oh, come on now.” he teases, eyes twinkling in amusement. “you don’t enjoy this?”

as he asks the question, he leans down to pepper you in soft kisses; starting on your face, trailing down your jawline, slowly moving down to your neck before lingering on your shoulder.

when he’s finished with his small display of affection, he looks up at you innocently. “you really don’t like it?” he tries his best to hide his smug smile, but you see right through him.

reaching down to caress his face softly, you can’t deny that the stubble suits him extremely well. and it’s an undeniably appealing feeling to have it stroke against your skin. the roughness adds an extra layer, a sensation of closeness you haven’t felt before, and a gentle scratch that almost makes you shiver.

“i guys i could get used to it.” you drag out the words, continuing to move your thumb back and forth on his face.

logan chuckles at your admission, a satisfied grin taking over his face. “yeah? that’s good, baby.”

he gives you one last kiss on your cheek before leaning down to press a kiss on the top of head. barely containing his content smile, logan reaches down and pulls you even closer to him. you’re practically seated on his lap as he starts running his fingers through your hair with one hand while changing channels on the tv with the other.

when he’s finally satisfied with the movie, he places the leftover hand around you, enveloping you in a long awaited hug.

and for a while, sitting in the peace and calmness that comes with each others company, everything is completely perfect (even with the shock of logan changing his facial hair).

[firehose118]

bees?

For @bucktommypositivityweek, prompt: season 8 opening disaster

Tommy is cooking dinner when Evan walks into his house. They’d exchanged keys recently, and every time Evan uses his it makes Tommy’s heart flutter a little. He’s only gotten to this stage in a relationship twice before, and in the past it’s always felt a little like an invasion. It’s never felt like someone coming home. It’s never felt like this.

“Hey,” Tommy calls out. Shirtless, he’s tossing the simmering pan of vegetables, being careful not to move too quickly. He’s been burned by this maneuver more than once.

“Hey,” Evan says weakly. He drops his bag, takes his shoes off at the door, and then makes a beeline right for Tommy. He looks exhausted.

Tommy puts the pan back onto the heat and opens his arms for a hug. Evan sinks into his embrace with a sigh. He presses his face into the bare skin of Tommy’s shoulder and takes a deep breath.

“Should I ask how your day was?” Tommy holds Evan close, rocking back and forth slowly.

This is another new thing with Evan: Tommy has never had a partner take such comfort in being held by him before. For such a big man, Evan manages to make himself almost small in Tommy’s arms. Maybe not small, exactly, but comfortable. Unashamed. He allows himself to be vulnerable; to ask for what he wants. It makes Tommy feel trusted and gentle. Evan clings and Tommy wants to keep him tucked up against his body forever.

Evan mumbles something unintelligible into Tommy’s skin in response to his question.

“What was that, baby?” Tommy smiles.

Evan unburies his mouth and leans his cheek on Tommy’s shoulder instead. “Bees,” he says.

“Bees?”

“Bees,” Evan confirms. He tightens his arms around Tommy’s body. “Twenty-two million bees.”

“What?” Tommy asks incredulously. He feels like he should have heard about that. This is what he gets for spending the day working in the garage and listening to music instead of the news.

“It was a bee-nado,” Evan says emphatically.

Tommy laughs and presses a kiss to Evan’s head. He’s so adorable sometimes it makes Tommy’s heart ache. He loves the way Evan sees the world, the connections he makes, the way he expresses himself. He says the goofiest things so sincerely, without worrying about how it will be received. He’s not afraid to be himself. It never fails to make Tommy smile.

“That sounds intense,” Tommy says. He takes one hand off of Evan to stir the vegetables (with a wooden spatula this time), tightening his other arm around Evan so he still feels held. “Did you get stung?”

Evan snuggles in closer. “No. We had good protection. Eddie got chased by a big swarm, though.”

Tommy can’t help his smirk. “They must’ve seen his Freddie Mercury mustache and thought he was their queen.”

Evan groans through a laugh and hugs him tighter. “That was bad.”

Tommy scoffs. “That was good and you know it.”

Evan hums noncommittally and kisses the side of Tommy’s neck. Tommy feels the smile on Evan’s lips where they press into his skin.

One-handed, Tommy turns the heat under the vegetables off, checks the quinoa, and notes the time left on the chicken. Satisfied that nothing else needs his attention, he wraps both arms back around Evan.

Neither of them say anything for a long moment. They just stand there in Tommy’s kitchen, holding each other as the aromas of a home-cooked meal fill the space.

“I love this,” Evan murmurs into Tommy’s neck.

“I love you,” Tommy says for the first time, before he can stop himself.

Maybe he should feel panicked. Maybe he should want to take it back and hide a little longer. Tommy spent so many years holding back from saying everything he felt: it’s against his instincts even now to be careless like this. But now it’s out in the air between them, like a weight off of his chest, and when Evan lifts his head to be eye-level with Tommy, he looks awestruck just like he did after Tommy kissed him for the first time. Tommy knows it wasn’t the wrong thing to say.

“You love me?” Evan echoes. His eyes are soft and wet and his smile is a little disbelieving.

“I love you,” Tommy repeats, this time with intention. “I didn’t mean to say it right now, but I do. I have for a while.”

“Really?” Evan asks.

“Is that so hard to believe?” Tommy brings a hand up to cup Evan’s face. “I couldn’t even bail on our first date without telling you that you’re adorable. I’ve been gone on you for a while now. But it’s okay if you’re not ready to say it back.”

“No!” Evan bursts out, tightening his hold on Tommy for a moment. His eyes are wide and earnest. “No, I do. I- I love you. I just didn’t think you would be there yet. People usually take a while to get used to me. I’m kind of a lot.”

Tommy hums in agreement and smiles. “You’re definitely a lot. That’s one of my favorite things about you. There’s so much of you, and you don’t hide it. You’re big and loud and weird. You don’t always think before you speak. You’re you. And I love you.”

The awestruck look on Evan’s face melts into something sappier and more secure. He nuzzles into Tommy’s hand on his cheek.

“I love you too,” Evan says. “I’m so glad I get to say that out loud now.”

His eyes are fixed on Tommy’s lips, and who is Tommy to deny him such a simple request?

Tommy kisses him gently, lovingly. He rubs his thumb back and forth over Evan’s cheekbone and relishes the little sounds that Evan sighs into his mouth. Tommy doesn’t pull away until the timer goes off and he has to check on the chicken roasting in the oven.

They sit close together during dinner. Gone is any pretense of formality or attempts to seem well-mannered. They’re in love. If Evan wants to hold his hand over the table so that neither of them can cut their chicken, that’s just fine with Tommy. He’ll gladly go through the rest of his life using only one hand if it means Evan is attached to the other.

{give me kudos!}

[wonuwonder]

can i request something cute and full of kisses while cuddling with seokmin on the couch please and thank you 🥹

an: your mind anon>> i was literally thinking about posting a drabble about cuddly seokmin🥺 tysm for requesting!! hope this isn’t too short or cheesy😭

content: pure fluff, fem reader x seokmin, established relationship, just cuddling and snuggling with seokmin, clingy baby just wants to kiss you and hold you. 0.8k words

cuddles & kisses - lee seokmin

you were laying on the couch reading a book with the tv on at the back keeping you company, it was a quiet evening, you hadn’t done much the whole day, just ran errands with your boyfriend Seokmin, walked in the park for a bit and got home quickly before it started to rain.

“hey whatcha doing?” he asks cutely, entering the living room, he gets close to the couch and grabs your book, making you look up at him, he puts the bookmarker in place and closes it “i want cuddles, i’m cold” he whines, pouting.

you open up the blanket and gesture for him to join you at the couch, he lays in between your legs, his back facing the ceiling, resting his head in your chest, he scoots closer to you as you start playing with his hair, while he caresses the sides of your tummy under your t-shirt. he hums everytime you pull his hair, he loved it.

“i missed this min” you say softly, hugging him tightly and kiss the tip of his nose “you spend so much time overseas or with your tight schedules these days, it feels like we don’t have time to enjoy each other’s presence” he looks up at you and pouts at your confession, he brushes the hair out of your face and stares at you delicately, his tired brown eyes glistening with adoration, he’s about to start speaking but you cut him off before he can start, “and i’m not blaming you or complaining, I know it doesn’t depend on you, and that you’re doing your best, i just” —you sigh “wanted to tell you how i felt i guess”

he tugs you against him, turning you and him to your sides, so you can stare at him and lay before each other on the couch. he places his hand on your cheek and brushes his thumb against your skin, you close your eyes enjoying the feeling. he reaches for you, and kisses you softly, taking his time to taste your lips, when he pulls back, he grabs your waist and scoots you closer to him, snuggling you.

“i missed this too, so much” he confesses, and looks at you with tired eyes “i wish we could be together all the time” your faces were so close together you could see your reflection in his big dark eyes, the intimacy felt so comfortable, you wish you would never have to separate.

you lean closer and brush your lips against his, and then close the tiny gap between you both, capturing your lips again, he presses his against yours harder, and you deepend the kiss by parting your lips for his tongue to get in, but still being soft and gentle with the way your lips move against each other. when he pulls back slowly after a while of just enjoying each other’s kisses, he leaves a little peck on your lips before hiding his head in your neck, hugging you tightly.

he leaves wet kisses all over your neck making you tickle, as you scratch his back softly under his t-shirt, he hums at every scratch and caresses your tummy, he finds your belly button and fiddles with it, making you laugh, he leans closer again and starts kissing you once again, this time more chaotically, as he was laughing against your lips, leaving peck kisses all over your face “I-“ he starts, and kisses your nose, “love” another kiss, on your cheek “you” he ends with a kiss on your lips, pressing his lips tightly, pulling back with the biggest smile on his face. you grab his cheek and reply “i love you too”.

you cuddle and kiss for hours, stopping only to look at each other like idiots “your lips have gone all red” you tell him, caressing his big plump lips with your thumb, he bites it softly, making you both laugh, “i canbg’t geth engbough of youlr lips” he says struggling to talk with your thumb between his teeth, you both laugh until your stomachs hurt at his jokes, like always.

you spend the whole evening like that, enjoying each other cuddles, snuggling and hiding on each others bodies, talking about anything and everything, cherishing every little moment in each other’s company.

you fall asleep before seokmin does, lying on his big chest, he takes his time admiring every bit of your face, counting every freckle and every mole on your skin, trying to remember all your details. he eventually falls asleep too, hugging you from behind, locking his arms around your waist, thinking to himself, how lucky he was to be with you.

[just-jordie-things]

Hey ! Was wondering if you’re taking hc/blurbs could you do jjk boys with a clingy GF? We always see them being clingy but they deserve someone to love them and be clingy too 💖🤞🏻 (Megumi, Yuji, Gojo, Inumaki, Yuta) If that’s okay???

a/n: YES as a clingy gf myself i am kissing this ask thru my laptop screen :3 ___

GOJO SATORU

... have fun trying to out-cling the Cling King. spoiler alert you will NEVER outdo the do-er. but satoru is so glad to have a crazy clingy gf. it's important to him to know you love him just as much as he loves you, and that you don't mind showing him. whether it's spamming his phone with texts or memes that made you think of him, or koala-ing yourself around him to keep him from getting out of bed in the morning, satoru is so content to see you at your clingiest. that soft spot that he has for you grows a little more each time you tell him to quit jujutsu and stay here with me forever. and each time you do, he considers it just a little longer than the last.

FUSHIGURO MEGUMI

... is shocked by your clinginess. hell, he was amazed you ever agreed to go out with him. but now you're so in love with him that you come across a little obsessed? him? for a while it makes him a bit bashful, even more so when other people are around. the few times you'd jumped into his arms or planted a kiss on his face around his friends made him red. not that he was mad- no of course not. that sort of treatment is just so new to him he never knew how to take it. he's not the greatest at returning the affection, he's a shy boy after all. but you don't mind. seeing him blush and stammer out how he missed you too (even though you'd only been apart for an hour) was all the confirmation you needed to know that he returned your love.

ITADORI YUUJI

... omg he loves your clinginess so much. please text him you miss him two minutes after he leaves the room. please call him because you're bored even though you have nothing to talk about. please wrap your body around his so tight that he could mistake your cuddles as an attempt to crawl right into his skin. he swoons every time you show off your clingy side. from the pout on your face when he leaves to the overexcited joy when he returns. yuuji never has to question how much love you have for him. and the clingier you get, the more he'll mirror the behavior, and now you're both the most lovesick fools in the world.

OKKOTSU YUUTA

... is so used to your clinginess that he doesn't think twice about it anymore. he's sitting on the couch and you walk in the room? he's moving his book off his lap so you can crawl into it and cuddle him while he continues reading, barely batting an eye as he murmurs a gentle "hi baby" while you wrap yourself around him. you find him while he's cooking? he's maneuvering his arms before you wrap yours around him to snuggle into his broad shoulders, just to be sure you don't bump into the hot contents on the stove. there's a domesticity of it all. he's so used to it that he will maneuver his position in his sleep to accommodate to the way you want to cuddle him. you roll over after spooning for too long and you need to switch sides? he's unconsciously sliding onto his back so you can lay on top of his chest. and he will never complain for a second. he wouldn't have it any other way, he just loves having you close to him.

INUMAKI TOGE

... there's not a limit to how clingy you could be to him. a lot of your relationship relies on physical touch, quality time, and acts of service. so whenever you're spamming his phone, or following him around to help him clean his room, or wrapping yourself around his arm as you wander the shopping district for date night, toge's over the moon. he hates when he doubts your feelings for him, but sometimes he gets a little insecure. so the more you throw yourself at him, the more elated he feels. one time you ran at him and hugged him so hard after he'd come back from a mission that you both fell down. he won't lie, it hurt a bit, but no one could've known, not with how much he laughed while you nuzzled into him and proclaimed how much you'd missed him in front of all your friends. you're his everything, and while he may struggle to tell you, you both have an unspoken clinginess to one another that was undeniable.

[cho-aaacho]

Oh, love, hug me 'til I smell like you.

Masterlist

Characters: Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, Nanami Kento, Fushiguro Megumi and Choso.

Gojo Satoru

Oh, my dear God. Gojo can be a bit clingy at times, always trying to act cute whenever he craves an embrace from you.

Sometimes, he pretends to be an annoying, adorable puppy, just to hit your nerve, poking your shoulder, kissing your cheeks down to your jawline, and tracing the contour of your collarbone, all while maintaining an intense gaze on yours. 

When you're in a good mood, you'll lovingly pat his head, gently running your fingers through his silvery white hair, expressing how adorable he is. 

A gentle purr accompanies his delight, and he cozily nestles on your lap and snuggles, leaving you sighing at the charming antics of your big baby boy.

You love the sensation of wrapping your arms around him, embracing his warmth, breath, and love, and sharing your sweet scent. At times, you can even hear his adorable heartbeat. 

A sense of relief washes over him as you hug him, sealing a gentle kiss on the top of your head and feeling the sensation of his love. 

His palm gracefully glides along your back, and with a playful sparkle in his eyes, he teases, "Satoru has been a good boy lately, so he deserves a hug from his angel."

Geto Suguru

Well, he's very aggressive. You can't even find a good example to describe this man.

When he craves a hug, he'll get one; it's not even a mere request—it's a love spell you can't resist. With a single gaze and affectionate words, you'll fall into Geto's charm; you'll find yourself ensnared between reality and a daydream.

He gets everything he wants, and you become a living example of his obsession.

You can sense his very love and devotion in him, and he is planting the doctrine that you, and only you, are worthy of his love and devotion.

When you try to hug Geto Suguru, he'll be the one who holds you tighter, strong enough until you can feel his warmth stroking your skin and humiliating your thoughts. As you hug him, he hums softly, saying something about the weather, the stars, the veil of the night sky, and absolutely about himself. 

Then whispering, "I want to hug everything... every... single... inch of your soul. I want to take my sweet time, savoring every part of your essence until I find my way back to your lips..."

Nanami Kento

Cute.

He always wants a hug every time he goes home from work. He shows a hint of clinginess but still adds affection whenever he tries to hug you. 

He loves it when you surprise him with a warm hug from behind while trailing your cute, tiny little arm around his waist and pressing your body against his.

Nanami will accept the hug and eventually release his revenge about hugging you back, sealing a kiss on your cheeks, and counting how many times you whisper his name.

A surge of euphoria courses through your veins as you sense the warmth of his arms wrapped against your body, allowing him to be immersed in your affection. 

You surrender to his plea and let yourself drown in his delicate body, his fingers tracing across your back, letting you sense his stubbornness.

"That was a great and satisfying hug, but I want more. I want to feel you more. I want to press my body against yours and hold you tightly to me."

Fushiguro Megumi

Honestly, you find it adorable because whenever you meet Megumi, he'll shyly ask for a warm, nice embrace, burying himself in you, half sleeping, and letting your arms reach him. He buries his face between your chests, relishing the sweet notes of your cologne and fully immersing himself in your very presence.

In those moments, he'll murmur about various things; some are cute stories, some are just compliments, and it's so endearing whenever his voice resonates with your ear.

Whenever you hug Megumi, he is always initiating a conversation, and now you can hear him rumbling about his school days, friends, an annoying teacher, and his favorite restaurants. His eyes will sparkle when he mentions his favorite part. A subtle rose-colored tint graces his cheeks, adding a touch of shyness to the conversation.

In public spaces, he tends to gently hold your hand as you two walk side by side, occasionally brushing your shoulders and seeking comfort by resting on your shoulder.

"You know what could make your day better? If I just give you another hug right now."

Choso

He is extremely aggressive. Whenever his arms are wrapped around your body, he catches you off guard, and it surprises you.

In public, Choso showered you with affection and love, boldly claiming your entire presence as his and causing onlookers to give annoyed glances.

When he desires something, he'll claim it, and you understand the reason behind his assertiveness.

His favorite part is wrapping his arms around you from behind, creating a lovely connection between your soul and his heart.

Because people will see that you're already with someone else. You're his and his alone.

He allows your body and imagination to fall into his embrace, making your heart pound like a wild animal. As he senses your shyness, his voice grows soothing, then he seals the intimate moment with a brief kiss on your cheek and adds, 

"Do you feel it—do you feel it—the way our bodies touch each other? The way we complete one another?"

[dreamauri]

┇𝗡𝗔𝗣𝗦 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗖𝗨𝗗𝗗𝗟𝗘𝗦 ┇ ︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶ ┇how does your bf react to you sleeping on him? ┇︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶꒷꒦˚₊   ┇ . 🌿 :: pairing — ( dr3, mv1, ln4, cs55 x  girlfriend! reader ) ┇ . 🫧 :: ⁠genre — ( fluff )  ┇ . 🌿 :: ⁠word count — ( - ) ╰ 🫧  :: ⁠ content warning — ( X )

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— ☆ 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗻𝘆 ) :

Danny has a good eye. He can pretty much tell when you're tired and sleepy. It doesn't take him long to invite you to sit on his lap. Chest to chest, he wraps his arms around your waists and guides your head to lay on his chest. He plays with your hair gently till you fall asleep. Sometimes he even braids your hair so it doesn't get messy.

After a while, he also gets tired. The hardest part for him is carrying you to bed without waking you up. He takes your socks off if you don't like sleeping with them. He slips under the sheets after making sure you're comfortable, tangling your legs with his.

"Hmm?" On occasions, you would wake up on the trip from the couch to the bedroom. "Go back to sleep, love." Daniel hushes you setting you down on the bed. You lean up on your forearm, rubbing your eyes tiredly. Danny pulls your hand gently, kissing your eye as he slipped in bed. You wrap your hands around him immediately, snuggling into his comfort and safety.

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— ☆ 𝗺𝗮𝘅 ) :

You and max like snuggled next to each other while watching movies. You usually find your head leaning on his shoulder, slowly getting sleepy and dozing off like that. Max doesn't notice at first, laying his head on yours while watching. Only when it gets really late does he notice your even breathing and lack of movement.

He's unsure of what to do at first, not wanting to disturb your sleep. So he doesn't move, enjoying the moment as it is. It's only when you momentarily wake up do you notice you position. Max takes the opportunity to get a blanket before getting comfortable with you on the couch. He sleeps on the outside as to let you sleep comfortably without the fear of falling off.

Max had his eyes closed, holding your hand stroking your knuckles. "Maxie?" he opened his eyes looking at you. you sat up yawning. He was to lazy to walk you to your shared bedroom so the couch will do for tonight. Grabbing a nearby blanket he kept around for such occasions, he laid on his side giving you space to get comfortable. Max always found it cute how you snuggled in his chest. He draped the blanket, making sure it was covering you before kissing your head good night.

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— ☆ 𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼 ) :

Let's be honest. Lando's going to fall asleep on you first.

Sitting a couch while scrolling through your phone, Lan would come sit beside you. His main motive was to receive some love and affection, but he got distracted by your TikTok feed and ended up laying his chin your shoulder.

He'd snuggle closer to you every few minutes until he eventually pulled you to sit up on his lap, your chest to his back. His arms were wrapped around your tummy and he was pressing kisses to your neck. It didn't take him long to fall asleep because you could feel his breath evening out.

"Lan, baby?" You got away gently witch made your partner momentarily wake up and try to reach for you right away. You got a blanket before laying on the couch. Once Lando understand what was going he laid on his side, cuddling into you. You loved the cute hum he gave when he got settled, hugging you softly.

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— ☆ 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗼𝘀 ) :

you like sleeping on Carlos' Lap. Have you seen his thighs? They are so comfortable. You like stretch out on the couch beside him and sneakily lay your head on his thigh, watching whatever he's watching on tv. Your favourite part was when he'd play with the strings of you hair. Carlos lost interest in whatever he was watching long ago and put his concentration on you instead.

As time goes it lulls you to sleep, his gentle touches and blushes, the little braids he'd make. You would eventually yawn and Carlos would take that as his cue to carry you back to bed where he'd cuddle you up for the night.

"Carlos?" "Yes, hermosa?" He brushed some hair from your face, hearing you yawn. "Ok, lets go to bed." He hummed, nodding. And just as many times as he's done before, Carlos lifted you up in his arms. "I can walk." You argued, trying to step down. "Yeah, but I'd rather carry you." you giggled at his response as he set you in bed. You wasted no time and snuggled closer to the Spaniard once he was close enough. "Wait at least till I'm in bed." "nahhh."

[hotpinkstars]

-> sleepy cuddles

synopsis -> wriothesley comes home tired and upset from a bad day at the fortress. so, you just have to indulge in a cuddle session.

warnings -> angsty, sad wrio nooo.. mentions of fighting, baby sigewinne got hurt oh no, more angsty than i thought whoops

w/c -> 659

you were awakened to heavy footsteps entering your home at around 11:00 pm.

usually they’re a lot softer, much less aggressive, thats for sure. you recognized them though- they were your husband, wriothesleys. he seemed pretty upset.

you pick your head up from the pillow, groaning as you slowly got out of bed to see what he was doing. to no surprise, he was in the kitchen, brewing tea. he had his head in his hands, oblivious to your approaching form.

“wrio… whats wrong?” you said in a raspy, groggy tone, and accidentally startled the man, for you were able to catch him jump the slightest bit before bringing one of his hands into yours. “talk to me.”

he just groaned, pulling you flush against his chest, before nearly breaking down into tears. when you felt the first drop of wetness on your bare shoulder, you pulled out of the hug, grabbing his face in gentle hands.

“okay, something is seriously wrong. how bad was today?” you look at him in pity. one thing you’ve learned from being married to this man for two and a half years is that when the great, mighty duke of meropide cries, it’s almost as important as if the city flooded over with primordial seawater. but only that important to you.

he took a shaky breath in, and then looked down. “pretty bad. two inmates decided to pick on sigewinne. her injuries were enough to send her up here for more professional medical treatment. even for me, it was scary, seeing how she felt helpless and couldn’t patch herself up like she normally does.” he exhaled. “they took her vision and taunted me with it. obviously i got it back, but not without a fight.”

you nod, standing next to him as he pours his tea in a mug. he took a sip before offering you some, in which you politely declined.

“how long is sigewinnes absence going to last? if anything, i have some medical experience behind my back. i can stich up a wound at most. if you want my help in the infirmary, then i’d be happy to offer.”

he scratched his temple, seeming to debate on whether or not that would be a good idea.

“we’ll see, i have yet to get detailed information on her stay. once i get more, i’ll let you know if thats needed or not.”

you nod, before taking his hand in yours, leading him into bed. he changed his clothes before joining you.

once you two made it into bed, he snuggled up against you as you rubbed his back to try and ease some of his pains. you could tell the incident involving sigewinne was weighing like a fifty pound weight on his mind, and you wanted to silently remind him that you were always there for him.

this is where you felt the tears spill out, with light gasps to follow. he was never an obnoxious cryer. you just held him tighter, allowing him to cry it out and allow his mind to process things.

you continued to rub his back and shoulders, calming him down. he hugged you even tighter, shoving his face in your chest before finding it okay to shut his eyes. your hands made their way from his back, to his shoulders, to the back of his head, fluffing his soft hair. it smelled very nicely of tea leaves and a sweet and smokey scent. something you could compare to vanilla, but with a, once again, smokier touch to it. he loved when you put your head on top of his, occasionally leaning in to kiss it.

within a matter of ten minutes, he had drifted off. you kept him close, making sure a nightmare doesn’t rouse him from his sleep. the last thing you both wanted was him to be tired in the morning, and adding that to additional stress? oh, the duke certainly was not a morning person.

[byhees]

when you’re jealous.

엔하이픈 ・ female reader + word count 500 genre fluff established relationship non-idol au warnings not proof-read skinship kissing petnames light jealousy — more

a/n. requested!

heeseung would instantly realise the sudden shift in your attitude— the way you stiffly shuffle in your spot, the way you fiddle with your fingers, gaze solely fixated on your feet; finds you really adorable, despite the scorn glued onto your face. “i’m yours, baby. yours only”, he’d say, a soft giggle falling from his lips as he bends a tad, booping you on the tip of the nose…

jay would be worried— the way at which your entire demeanour just took a one-eighty? that’s definitely not the usual; “what’s wrong, babe?” he’d ask, voice barely above a whisper as he gently tucks a stray strand of hair behind your ear; “hmph, how about you go talk to your new partner?” he’d hear you say, a sulky pout plastered on your lips— would engulf you in tons and tons of hugs, wanting to reassure you that you’re the only one in his eyes…

jake would, initially, be flabbergasted; doesn’t exactly catch on as quickly, and simply goes with the flow, trailing behind you in slight confusion; “babe, you alright?” he’d ask, a hand gently wrapping around your wrist, stopping you from trudging away further; isn’t hesitant to lean close, a hand lightly stroking the back of your head— “baby, i love you, not anyone else. you”, he’d mutter, before pulling you close for a peck…

sunghoon would be pretty taken aback; had he expected for you to suddenly engulf him in a hug? not quite; “why’re we hugging, baby?” he’d ask, brows lightly knitted together, gaze resting on the way you snuggle closer into his embrace, face lightly smooshed against his chest. “just felt cold, that’s all— don’t let go!” he’d hear, pausing in motion, a small smile growing on his lips; would lightly ruffle the top of your head, finding you adorable…

sunoo would be so understanding; realises your change in demeanour in a split second— isn’t hesitant to concoct some excuse to distance himself from the source of your jealousy. “love, is everything okay?” he’d ask, tone soft and gentle; peppers you in a bunch of kisses afterwards, sweet affirmations falling from his lips; “no one could ever compare to you”, he’d mutter, a pretty smile plastered on his face...

jungwon would be so sweet; isn’t afraid to drop anything and everything the moment he catches sight of the discomfort in your expression— “you look upset, love.. what’s wrong?” he’d ask, a hand lightly stroking your arm in an attempt to comfort you; would reassure you— a peck. “you” a peck. “are” a peck. “my” a peck. “everything”…

riki would, initially, tease you for it; “are you… jealous?” he’d ask, a small smirk toying on the corner of his lips— he’d lean close, inadvertently towering over you with the smuggest of grins. would boop you on the tip of your nose, frowning a tad when you feign a cold response; “c’mon baby, you know you’re the only one in my eyes”, he’d say, pulling you close to his side, an arm draped over your shoulder— plants a kiss on your lips shortly after, smiling into it ever so slightly when you wrap your arms around his build, snuggling closer to his embrace…

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[aliwritex]

can you do a smut for oscar? literally anything thank youuu

just a little something i already had laying around. also, pussy eating oscar <3 i am so sorry

F1MASTERLIST

You had been unquiet all night, for some reason you couldn’t sleep and it was driving you insane. Oscar was already sleeping and you didn’t want to wake him up so you just picked up your phone again, scrolling through social media until you stumbled across a video, blasting the background music. Before you could turn the volume down, Oscar lifted his head from the pillow.

"Babe? You’re still up?" He asked half asleep.

"Go back to sleep, angel, I didn’t want to wake you up, I’m sorry."

"No. What’s wrong? You can’t sleep." He shifted to you, sniffing your neck as you hugged him.

"I don’t know, I close my eyes but I can’t sleep, it’s not like I’m overthinking something. I just can’t fall asleep."

"Okay" he kissed your neck, hand cupping your heat through your underwear.

"‘Okay’ ? So I tell you I can’t sleep and you try to fuck me?"

"No. I’m gonna make you tired and relaxed so you can sleep. Can I?" He said between kisses on your neck and you nodded.

Oscar slid his hands into your underwear, opening your folds and catching your clit between his fingers. Before actually starting anything he went completely under the covers, making you giggle as he placed himself between your legs. Your legs formed a tent with the covers, you could only see your boyfriend’s eyes shining and his silhouette in the dark room.

"What you laughing at?" He looked up at you.

"Nothing. You’re just so pretty." You said, turning on the lamp on the night stand, so you could actually see his face.

He shook his head and started pulling down your underwear, kissing your inner thighs. As soon as your underwear was gone his mouth was on you, his tongue licking a long stripe up your folds, opening you for him. His lips wrapped around your clit, sucking on it as one of his long fingers teased your hole. Soon you were being penetrated by two fingers, curling inside you. You pulled his hair back, making him turn his gaze to you, you whispered an almost silent ‘kiss me’. Oscar’s mouth left your clit to press a gentle kiss on your lips as he worked his fingers inside you.

"I love you so much."

"I. Love. You. More." he said kissing your neck with each word.

He pulled the collar of your shirt down to leave a kiss on your collarbone, his left hand going up your waist under your shirt. You moaned loudly when his fingers hit a particularly sensitive spot.

“Sound so beautiful for me, baby” he whispered against your lower stomach, lips soon attaching to your clit again.

His tongue flicked against the sensitive nub as his fingers sped up making you arch your back, hands going down to his hair moving it off his face making him look up at you.

“So beautiful. Fuck, Oscar” you praised as he sucked your clit back into his mouth. “So close, baby.” you pulled harder on his hair.

His free hand pressed down on your lower stomach making you feel his finger movements with more intensity. All of his actions overwhelming you until you let go of your orgasm, feeling your whole body relax. Oscar stopped when he felt your hand letting of of his hair.

“Do you feel better now?” he asked you in a sleepy voice.

“Fuck yeah. Better and tired.” you said running your hands through his hair softly.

“Yeah, me too. Good night, love” he said snuggling to your thigh, right where he was.

“Oscar, come here. You’re gonna have a backache tomorrow.”

“Nah, this is nice.” he kissed your thigh, bitting it softly.

[kyoghurts]

sometimes, love can look like this: gojo's big arms engulfing you in a back hug while you're cooking breakfast for each other. warm and slow and purposeful. the right kind of love, and its always been like this for years.

his face snuggles up to the sensitive part of your neck, leaving trails of kisses in his wake. his hands, shy and then not, goes up beneath your shirt, and stays there. as if its found a home of its own.

"satoruuu" voice a whisper, chuckling as you say. "what are you doing?"

"what do you think i'm doing, hm?" as if to show his strength, he pulls you closer, not letting you go anytime soon.

"i'm doing something here, you know?"

and your smile never departs your lips since the start, instead, it grows. he whines softly against your skin, mumbling "you don't want me anymore?"

"not if our breakfast gets burned, like last time"

"that's a you problem" you attempt to squirm away but fail, his grip gentle yet firm all the same. "'m not letting you go, like last time either."

"you're lucky i love you, you big baby." you turn to him and his eyes shine with such affection, lips curving upwards. you think your life couldn't get any better than this, being held by your one and only, and looks at you like you're a precious thing but that is because you are. and he doesn't stop showing it, never stop saying it.

"yeah" he says, breathless. "i am, really am lucky."

and even when breakfast gets burned as he turns sheepish and offers you a kiss, you don't stop smiling through it all. you never have.

caving in and finally writing for the silly man. (im finishing up my kuroo fic hehe hopefully i'll post it later or tmrw)

© kyoghurts. ★ reblogs & likes are well appreciated!

[ghostssweetgirl]

Got the fluffiest idea for you….

Fem Reader x Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley,

Simons still in full gear after the most tiring and bloodiest mission ever, reader helps him take it all off, making sure the mask+ skull comes of last.

When it does they make him sit down at the end of his bed, whilst their sat on his lap, placing kisses anywhere they can fit, takes off the skull first and smirks when they see more of his beautiful eyes muttering a “there he is” before placing the skull somewhere whilst Simon had his hands securely on their waist whilst their putting the skull down somewhere.

Reader turns back to him, seeing him already looking at them, offers to wipe his black paint off but he doesn’t want to let them go, so they place a kiss on the bridge of his nose like close to where his brows meet.

Before reader’s hand go to the balaclava slowly pulling it up and kissing every part of skin they reveal.

Long story short this fluff will end in a soft and sensual makeout that turns smutty 👀

*rubs my evil little hands together* oh, this will be GOOD 😏hehe. Sorry it took a minute to finish, I've been working :/

Fem Reader x Simon 'Ghost' Riley

CW: P in V sex, Oral (f receiving), fingering (f receiving), Soft Dom Simon, Size Kink if you squint, if I missed any let me know.

After a mission so excruciatingly long and bloody, it was only necessary Simon get some much-needed rest. You've been lonely at base for a couple months, impatiently waiting for his text message that he was on the way. Today was finally that day, you had shot up out of your seat and made him some food to come back to if he chose to eat, a change of clothes, and a made bed. And of course, you didn't forget a warm cloth to help him remove his eye paint.

You nearly started shaking once you heard his heavy footsteps approaching his door, but you held your composure, wanting to help him relax. He sighs, shoulders slumped as he makes his way through the door. He meets your eyes with his exhausted ones.

"Hey, baby," you cooed, a small smile creeping up your lips as you walk towards him with open arms. He doesn't even bother taking off any of his gear as he embraces you, sighing in relief as he felt your touch for the first time in what felt like forever.

"Hi, luv," he whispered into your shoulder. The only reason you pull back from the hug is because he needed to let go of all this weight he was carrying. You gently tug him in the direction of the bed. He stands before it as you unbuckle his vests, and unbutton his uniform top, along with his holsters, setting it down neatly on his desk. He groaned in relief, rolling his shoulders from being able to move freely once again. You then undo his belt, pulling it out of the hooks as you folded it up neatly as well, setting it down.

You smirk, humming as you finally get to see your Simon. You run your hands along his arms up to his shoulders, resting them there while he looked down at you. You could see the love in his eyes, for the only reason he fights out there is you. Coming back to you was a cherished reward, his prize. You return the loving gaze at him, holding his hand up to your lips, pressing a gentle kiss to the back of it. You then position his hand where he holds your face, and you snuggle into the calloused skin, breathing in his scent.

You hear him stifle a chuckle, muffled by his masks, his thumb rubs softly at your rosy cheek. You giggle as you usher him to sit at the edge of the bed. He grunted as he sat down, his legs man spread as his hands held him up from behind. You shuffle into his lap quietly. His hands then rested at your hips, fingers splayed out along your outer thighs. You lean down and kiss alongside his exposed skin at his collarbone, up to the lower part of his neck, one of his more sensitive spots. "Mm-"

You tilt your head up to look at him before leaning up in such a way you're barely towering over his face. Your thumb hooks under the hard plastic of his outer mask and takes it off. You hold the plastic in your hands for a moment while your met with a better view of his beautiful brown eyes. "There he is," you whispered. You lean over to place the mask down on the nightstand, his grip tightened at your waist, fully submersing you as they wrapped around you entirely. You grabbed the cloth, holding it up with a "Hm?" to see if he wanted help, but he blinked at you slowly, embracing you tighter. You rest your forehead against his, placing a soft peck at the bridge of his nose.

You cup his jaw with both hands, thumbs ready to slide under the fabric of the mask to reveal his gorgeous face. He looks up at you, not breaking eye contact. Your heartbeat slams against your rib cage as he allows you to remove it. You dip down, kissing eagerly along his jawline, his cheeks, the corners of his mouth as you lift the mask higher and higher. You feel the heat rise out of his cheeks as your sweet little lips pepper kisses along his stubble. You kiss along his temple, and your ears are met with his heavy breathing. He returns the kisses best he can, kissing at your cheek and jaw as you kiss all over his face. You giggle as he playfully removes you away from kissing his forehead, planting his plush lips against yours hungrily. Devouring you as his tongue swiped against your bottom lip, seeking entrance. Your tongues danced together, his winning dominance before he sucked on it with fervor, his hands coming around and digging into your waist.

You swallowed his moans before he pulled away, a wet string of saliva still connecting you. He grunts as he pulled your shirt over your head, leaving you in your bra. He sucked and nipped at the sensitive spot on your neck, reveling in the sweet moans he elicited from your mouth before trailing down between your breasts, kissing at what threatened to spill out of the cups of your bra. It wasn't too long before he had gathered up the energy and switched positions. You lay beneath him as he ground himself into you. You felt his prominent hardon against your clothed heat and whimpered into his mouth. He moaned, pulling away from the kiss only to strip you of your trousers along with your underwear.

"So fuckin' pretty, missed you s'much, baby," he purred, his hands ran along your body. You reached behind yourself and undid your bra, his body visibly reacted to your breasts bouncing in place before he grabbed a handful of them, leaning down to suck at them, swirl his tongue around the hardened buds as you arched your back, grabbing a handful of his hair as he pleased you.

"Fuck, Si, I missed you too, oh!" you wailed as his teeth clamped down harshly before soothing the pain with a wet kiss. His kisses trailed down the delicate skin of your tummy, biting at your pudge before placing greedy kisses at your inner thighs.

His hands hold you by your waist as he puts your legs over his shoulders, his head diving down to slowly lick around your labia, nipping at your mound before spitting on your cunt, his tongue quick to work it around your entire core. Your strained moans egged him on as he rounded his lips against your clit, sucking roughly as your body jolted, your hands came down almost trying to push him away from the overstimulation.

His arms now heavily rest on your lower belly as he pushes himself deeper into you, his nose stuffed into you as his tongue worked its magic, coaxing your first orgasm out of you.

"Simon! I-fuck-can't... gonna cum, yes~" your mouth rounded as electricity ran its course up your spine as your arousal gushed out of you, coating Simon's face with a translucent sheen, and he was proud of it.

"Good girl," he praised, a devilish smirk plastered across his face.

He sat back on his haunches, excitedly undoing his trousers, freeing himself of his aching cock. His other hand toyed with your pussy, his middle finger teasing your entrance as he pushed into you, moaning at the way it wrapped around just one finger.

He then positioned himself at your entrance, rubbing his length against you, gathering slick as he pushed the head of his cock inside of you, cherishing the way you squirmed underneath him.

Your brows furrowed, tears welling in your eyes as you looked up at him, biting your lip from the stretch.

"Almost there, babe," he lied, he groaned as he looked down, seeing he was only halfway inside of you. One harsh thrust, and he was buried to the hilt. He buried his face in your neck, enjoying the melodies of your sweet moans in his ear as you grasped his shoulders like a vice. "That's it, sweet girl."

"That's... so good, Simon," you panted, bucking your hips up to meet his thrusts. Slow, yet dominant. His tip kissing your cervix, you could feel every vein, every ridge, every twitch as he pulled in and out of you.

Your face scrunched up in pleasure as he hit that spongy spot, the one that had you seeing stars. Your nails left crescent moon shaped indents in his toned skin as you felt yourself coming undone, clenching impossibly tighter around him.

"Fu-ck, can't last much longer, sweetheart," he whimpered. "Feels... s'good, fuck-in' hell."

You couldn't last either, not like this. His pace fastened as you both moaned heavily into each others ears, your back arching as your euphoria was taking over you. He moaned through his gritted teeth, his body almost shaking as you gripped so tight he could barely thrust.

He shot his cum into you with one last, rough, deep thrust. He held himself up as he caught his breath, taking one last look upon your beautiful, delicate body glistening with sweat. He fucked his cum into you with a few more thrusts before pulling out, laying beside you as you came back to reality.

You turn to your side, and lay your head on his shoulder, resting your eyes. He sighs with a content smile, resting his head on yours.

"I love you," you whispered sleepily.

"I love you, too..." he reciprocated. "Missed you, you know."

"Could tell," you laughed.

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A/N - Once again writing while falling asleep xD hope this was good, though! <3 thank you for the request