#I’m so weak for nicknames and endearments

[unknownarmageddon]

Now you've got me imagining Cross calling Killer Raccoon and at first it's like in a mean way but then it's more of an affectionate thing once they get closer

♧ Apocalypse Anon

OH MY GOD

LOSING MY SHIT AUGHHH

Absolutely you are a fucking genius

WAIT maybe Killer starts calling Cross Wolf cause he like teases him and jokes about about how he’s such a “Classic lone wolf” or whatever. Idk but Killer needs something to call Cross I feel

[kimakento]

&team as your flirty best friend

pairing(s): bsf!ot9 x fem!reader ⌙ 0.8k

genre(s): general + fluff

tag(s): bsf!andteam, friends to idk…

author’s note: this was an anonymous request. i’m so sorry for posting this so late 😞. i hope this is what you wanted though! this is nottt proofread, im too tired to so please ignore all the mistakes 🗣

nicholas

he clings to you 24/7, he can’t get enough of you and visibly gets jealous when you speak to someone and they show obvious interest in you.

people definitely think nicho is your overly-protective boyfriend with how much he’s around you.

most of the time, he flirts with you shamelessly. you’re not totally against it though…!

even his members are confused about your relationship status. the one time you flirted with him back, his face flushed; you thought it was cute, nicholas downplays it though.

yuma

he uses random pickup lines on you that he finds online.

yu is normally really touchy with you too, it’s more intimate most of the time.

when yuma becomes jealous, he usually just stays silent and barely interacts with you (you coax him to talk with his favourite things.)

asks you out ‘jokingly’ but we all know it isn’t. always happy when you are.

harua

haru always sends you his cute eye-smile because who doesn’t fold when he does that. you’re both so flirty with eachother, it’s so obvious you’re both idiots in love.

he has a polaroid of both you and him on the back on his phone, it’s of you kissing his cheek and he keeps it dear to him.

he barely gets jealous, it’s mostly you that does. and when that does happen, he teases you for days on end.

“don’t worry, i’m all yours.” you can never win with harua.

k

back hugs are his way of making you feel all fuzzy inside, and he knows it.

you’re used to his sly comments and k abuses it by constantly complimenting you on how pretty he thinks you are.

one time you brushed a strand of hair out of his face and he stuttered in his words. you found it so adorable that you keep doing it randomly

both of you are honestly so cute. yudai never leaves you alone for more than a second. teases you way too much for your own liking.

fuma

he always has his arm around your waist every single minute while calling you a ‘pretty girl’.

just like nicholas, his jealousy shows all the time. it’s so obvious too, might as well start dating now fr

with you, he’s so gentle but teases you all the time. hopelessly in love with you (he’ll never admit it) and his nicknames for you have you weak in the knees.

fuma is notorious for being your second half, his members thought you were dating for the longest time because of how much you guys were seen together.

maki

you think he’s so insufferable; he flirts with you so shamelessly and only grins wider when you return the energy.

after you said that his dimples were your favourite thing on him he started smiling tenfold in your presence. it wasn’t really surprising because that was already your effect on him anyways.

always asks for kisses on the cheek and you always dismiss him. but the one time you do, you never heard the end of it.

“it’s official guys, she loves me!”

euijoo

you’re the only one he lets call him ‘juju’ because he thinks it sounds the best coming off your pretty lips. touchy baby #2, he always has to have his hands on you.

his flirts are not shallow and you can tell, that’s why you entertain them.

once he introduced you to the teamies, they snickered and said you were always talked about by euijoo himself. you found it too endearing and couldn’t help but tease him for it.

whenever he calls you ‘baby’, you can never focus on what he says next. literally has heart eyes when you look his way.

jo

so soft with you, he’s the most gentlest — a gentleman to the fullest. one time he took you out to a friendly dinner date (we all know it wasn’t)

and he did everything. jo pulled your chair, made sure you were comfortable, and more.

sings you love songs he wrote, his voice is honey-like but also soothing at the same time.

jo sings with so emotion that he sways you. sends passes your way as a way of his flirting.

“you’re so beautiful, what wouldn’t i do to have you as mine. hmm?” he sounded so hot saying this.

taki

knows what he’s doing to you yet still continues with his advances.

“can you come over? i miss you.” you’ve heard this line about 100 times from him.

you always have strands of your hair covering your eyes and he’s always the first one to put them behind your ear. chuckling when he notices your abrupt silence.

the flirting is mutual, whenever you converse with him, he holds unwavering eye contact. taki loves looking into your eyes when he speaks to you.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

I was reading through Leona's Playful Land card lines and a certain line jumped out to me. (btw I'm using mysteryshoptls translations!)

 "Fellow is a typical omnivore. He’ll wag his tail at both the carnivores and herbivores, just to swipe the tastiest morsels he can."

I don't think we've ever seen Leona refer to anyone as an omnivore outside of this moment. I know it's been established that he calls people herbivore's because he doesn't exactly respect them. It does make me wonder what the distinction is between an herbivore, omnivore, and carnivore to him.

Interesting 🤔 “Herbivore” is general term Leona uses to refer to several other individuals or groups of people. Here is one example—note that "herbivore" is not capitalized, and is therefore a general noun, and the plural form is used, meaning it is not exclusive to Yuu:

But yes, "herbivore" is not meant to be a cute silly ha-ha endearing nickname in spite of how commonly it seems to be utilized as one in the fandom; from how Leona implements it (often when he is annoyed at others for forcing his hand or in that languid, arrogant tone he usually takes), the phrase is derogatory and implies "herbivores" are weak and passive. And he, a carnivore, is above you in strength and in the literal food chain. In doing this, Leona is basically looking down on everyone.

It's fascinating to see that Leona refers to Fellow as an omnivore; the implied definition here also serves in the carnivore-herbivore dynamic we've become accustomed to up until this point. According to Leona's voice line, an omnivore is someone who caters and kisses up to both carnivores (the strong) and herbivores (the weak), switching it up when it best suits him and his needs. Fellow is an opportunist willing to do what it takes for his own survival. He's adaptable, someone whose strength lies in the middle—and that's what makes an omnivore. Whether Leona actually respects them more than an herbivore or not... That's yet to be determined since we've seen him use the phrase so little compared to herbivores.

I’m surprised we haven’t heard Leona use “omnivore” for Ruggie?? Because Ruggie too is someone who kisses up to whoever will best serve his needs (and Leona is aware of this, as he mentions Ruggie sticking with stronger people as a means of survival on book 6). Maybe it’s because Leona knows Ruggie on a personal level so he doesn’t even bother with anything but his actual name. He generally gives a “nickname” to people he doesn’t like, such as “lizard” for Malleus, “octopunk” for Azul, “radish sprout” for Idia, “Azul’s henchman” for Jade, etc. Personally, I'd also like to think that a part of Leona at least respects how Fellow makes up for his magical deficits with his quick-wittedness (y'know, putting aside all the objectively heinous shit Fellow was complacent to and participated in). Man's just making the best of a shitty hand of cards he was dealt, not much different from Leona's own circumstances or even Ruggie's. And hey, Fellow's aware of his own strengths and how to maximize them, something that Leona often stresses the importance of in vignettes, events, and the main story.

Those are my thoughts, at least! ^^

[hyewka]

having beomgyu sit on your lap all docile and pretty, long legs over yours, spreading wide like the slut he is—hard clothed dick building a tent down there you find it so endearing how quick he turns putty under your gaze, proved by the already a small blob of wet stain on his pants growing slowly but gradually, yet he has the audacity to act shy and bashful. his eyes are squeezed shut, nuzzling his nose in your chest to avoid the mirror in front of you— he should know by now this takes out all the fun for you.

“gyu, look at the mirror for like 30 seconds at least come on baby,” you whine trying to catch his face, trying to appeal to him with a nickname youve learnt he quite enjoys.

it doesnt work, he just nuzzles further in your clothes.

“god no, do you know how embarrassing this is?” he groans, “just—just touch me please. i need you so bad, been waiting for so long.” he mumbles, shifting on your leg impatiently.

you roll your eyes. typical beomgyu, he always expects princess treatment without working for it. its like you spoilt him too much with too many toys. its clear as day that thats exactly the case because at your silence he doesnt take the hint and blindly searches for your hand, and when he quickly finds it, has the double audacity of grabbing it and trying to push it down his pants like a fucking sex addict, and for a moment he gets the satisfaction of your warm hands, sighing of relief, whimpering, as you process just how bratty he is.

you gasp when it dawns on you, feeling the stickiness of his precum, retracting your hand from his weak hold easily. and really, where did he learn to be so entitled? “fuck, have you lost your mind? is the only thing on your mind getting off your small dick? whos the one in control here?” he has anything but a small dick, but if you need to get beomgyu under you properly you need to attack something he prides

he mumbles something and you tut at him. “speak up, youre a big boy.”

“it’s not small,” he parrots again, all with his eyes still screwed shut like a fucking baby.

of course thats what he focuses on.

“whos the one in control?” you ask again with more conviction in your voice, hand travelling to scratch gently in his inner thighs. this drives him crazy, you know how it usually goes.

you stare at the mirror, the way his adam apple bobs up and down, shifting his head to lean back on your shoulder, his breathing fanning against your neck, increasingly by the minute getting more frantic and unrhythmically fast like a dog in heat. and you get more bruising with the act, getting crazily close to where he wants you to touch.

he breaks.

he always does.

and its even better watching it happen, reflecting it back to you.

the way he spasms, hair over his eyes, mouth hung open as he spills filth.

“touch me, touch me please, fuck, touch me! y-you’re in control, im your whore, i’m yours, i’m your everything baby, please just t-touch my dick please please! haa—t-t—” moaning mess, the neighbours could probably hear with how loud he is. you break into a grin, looking at him through the mirror. “poor baby wants me to touch his dick sooo bad.”

“yes! yes! please, yes!” he blabbers, reaching out for your hand again, struggling to get it this time because youve placed them conveniently behind you, knowing hed try to pull that shit again. he really only thinks with his dick huh?

“open your eyes then, look at yourself. look at how i touch you gyu.”

[tarjapearce]

OMFG NOW U HAVE TO WRITE SOMETHING WITH MIGUEL AND READER INTRODUCING BABY BELLA (that’s just a nickname i’d give gabriella if she was my daughter 😭) TO FOOTBALL 😭😭😭😭😭😭

i’m from germany that’s FOOTBAAALLLL

I was watching a kid play after I came home from work and AHHH reminded me of this ask!! (And don't worry, over here in Honduras we call it football too c: ) Hope you like :')

WARNINGS: Fluff, domestic shenanigans ~

There was little changes in your life after Gabriella was born. Domestic life sure had its perks, and with Miguel everything was thrilling, exhausting and tearjerker.

You had moved to your new home. A two floored home that you and Miguel bought to grow in. Gabriel remained in his now single apartment, teasing his older brother to no end once he saw him with one of your aprons as he cooked dinner while you were bathing Gabi.

Chaos was a constant part of your lives, discovering things as new parents sparked things between your relationship with Miguel. Your teamwork had improved significantly, and so your communication.

Even though there were little misunderstandings here and there, Gabi seemed the common ground that you needed to not fall back into the bad habits pre-marriage you had and sometimes slipped away into your new stage of life.

Gabi or Gabibi, a little play word for Habibi, a little nickname you've given her after watching foreign novelas with Miguel, had grown into a wonderful one year old toddler. And today, she'd witness her Papa's first soccer game.

Chubby cheeks, vivacious eyes that followed Miguel everywhere, a bubbly laugh that instantly melt him was always there whenever he showed up.

His princesa, his Solecito was always shining hard on his rainy days or whenever he had a fight with you. But now, she was resting on your lap, looking for him among the other team players after you lathered her skin with sunscreen and put a little hat to avoid any discomfort.

It wasn't hard to miss her dear Papa, not when he yelled like no other to Peter, and was bossy enough to make him the captain.

Gabi's eyes followed Miguel and she'd squeal and blabble overjoyed whenever he dribbled and kicked the ball here and there. She'd make the grabby hands to him and mumble a pa pa while clapping whenever he was close enough.

"Yes, that's Papa"

You smooched her cheeks while she kept her eyes on Miguel. Another loud squeal came after the whistle echoed, announcing the half time.

Miguel approached and she called him with baby and drooly words. A toothless grin came into her face while Miguel loomed over the both. Just like you, her eyes always looked at him with such marvel it made him weak.

You handed him a towel to dry off the sweat. He then kissed your temple and took Gabi in his arms to them shower her chubby and lovely face in kisses, earning him a raucous laugh and squeal while her tiny hands touched his.

"If I get a to score a goal, is for you and Mama, ok?"

"Ma ma"

"She's been cheering for you nonstop."

You chuckled while getting her back to drink some water.

"I heard her over the field"

"Even though my ears have suffered a bit, she loves watching you play."

"Pa pa!"

"Yes, mi princesa?"

Gabi blabbed and clapped, eyes keen and settled on the ball.

"You think she likes it?"

You took her again as Miguel drank from his bottle.

"Wanna find out?"

---

And against all odds, Gabriella had seemed to take a liking in watching Miguel play. Things seemed to take a turn for her when there was game nights in your own home.

Meaning, Miguel, Peter, Jessica's husband and Gabriel would gather up in the living room to yell and watch at the screen, beverages and snacks on the table. Despite the noise, Gabi wanted to be there, next to Miguel.

It was comical and endearing to see her mimic him whenever he was angry. If he yelled, she'd give a presumably angry screech, and if he celebrated, Gabi would clap and burst into a laughing fit.

Miguel had gotten her a little soft ball that she loved kicking, Miguel would enter his narrator mode and build up the tension to then help his daughter score.

He lifted her up in the air and tickled her.

And now, seeing her kick the ball and play in a little league school team, made his chest swell in pride.

His smile widened as he waved back at Gabi, that had greeted him right after scoring her first goal ever. A little cupcake was to celebrate as you recorded while your dear six years old baby girl smeared Miguel's cheek with frosting.

[hells-wasabii]

Hello hello!! I hope you’re doing well!

Requests are open, so how about HH Lucifer with an s/o who has a sweet southern accent and abuses it? calling him all the sugar-coated nicknames like “Honey” with that southern drawl, using silly southernisms “well, I’m finer than a frog’s hair split four ways.” The whole Shabang! (And of course, that southern accent becoming weirdly scary when they’re mad LMAOA)

I feel like he’s jsut be a sucker for a sweet accent, even if he’s lot the one being flustered! (Gotta get a good “oh- you sweetheart.”)

Thank you so much and have a wonderful day/night!!

A/N: Hello! this is my first req of the weekend, so lets start off with a bang! I had this one ready for a few hours now, I would've posted it sooner but i didn't exactly have any service where i was. Anywho enough of that, i hope you enjoy!

Character: Lucifer

Type: Headcanons (Lucifer x reader with a southern drawl, General)

Lucifer has something of a soft spot for your accent, something that you can absolutely take advantage of any time you please. And the worst part is he’s fully aware of this too. He just can’t help it. You say his name nice and slow for him, he’ll probably melt outright. He’s absolutely weak for it

Honestly, even if he tries his best, he might be a little confused by some of the phrases/phrasing. He knows a good bit of them, but some just don’t click. ‘Yonder’ he got, ‘madder than a wet hen’ not so much but he got the gist of it. 

Something that he loves about your drawl is that you tend to sound sweet, even with your insults! Think along the lines of ‘Oh, bless your heart’. He absolutely picked up that one, too. Says it to Alastor, who also knows what it means. The first couple of times he tried to use it he absolutely used it wrong, but he was so confident about it, you almost didn’t have the heart to correct him. Bless his heart.

Do you know what he loves more than your accent? You. And when you get angry. Oh, your accent can be terrifying when you’re mad. And hot when you get serious too. He’s seen you snap before, and let's just say that as much as he enjoys seeing you unleash figurative hell on others, he doesn’t particularly like being the one who brings out your ire

Sometimes he’ll outright ask you to just talk because he enjoys it so much. It doesn’t matter what it is, he’s sitting there listening so very intently with this enamored look on his face.

Please call him ‘darlin’, actually any terms of endearment really. I think he’d forget how to function the first few times few times

[thedovesaredying]

Little Chicken | Cowboy!Nikto x F!Reader | Oneshot

Figured out a cute little nickname for Nikto's reader in the Cowboy AU originally created by @ghouljams as always! I thought it was fitting since "chicken" or "chook" is an affectionate term where I live and I think it's an adorable petname.

Nikto has complicated feelings about watching his girl doing her job. She's by no means weak or incompetent at it, but he can only hold his nerve for so long.

Call of Duty Masterlist

“Цыплёнок,” Nikto huffs, trying in vain to call you back while he watches you continue to wade through the knee-deep water of the river. He normally trusts your ability to handle yourself with large and dangerous animals; this is your job and you’ve been doing it for years. But this? This is too far even for him.  

“Nikto! Come look!” you excitedly call to him, looking back to grin at him with that blindingly bright smile that shows off your dimples. In any other situation, seeing such a loving, genuine smile aimed his way would give him that warm feeling in his gut. Instead, it just concerns him even more that you’re paying attention to him and not the animal at your feet.  

“нет, we can see fine from here,” he keeps his eyes glued to the huge creature floating in place only a few feet from you.  

“Aww, c’mon Nikto! He’s only a little fella, can’t be more than seven or eight feet,” you look back to the alligator sitting on the riverbed. You hum to yourself, tilting your head this way and that as you observe the animal, “he’s got a nice thick snout, so it’s definitely a male.” While you continue to list different facts about the species, Nikto can only watch as the alligator in question starts drifting closer.

“-and look, because of all the sensory nerves along the top of the head, tapping the water’s surface like this will cause him to-” you reach down toward the water and- Before you can do... whatever it is you’re planning on doing, he takes a couple of long strides into the water and reaches down, hauling you bodily from the river.  

“нет, абсолютно нет, не происходит, нет,” He throws you over one shoulder and carries you back to dry land, regardless of your protests.  

“Nikto, Nikto put me down,” he ignores you, “I know what I’m doing, I wouldn’t have let him actually bite me.” You grumble when he continues all the way back to the truck the two of you arrived in, corralling you into the front seat with his broad body blocking you from attempting to escape.  

You hop up into the seat, turning your body so that you’re sitting facing out the open truck door. The truck is high enough that you can look him in the eye without craning your neck, and the pout you subject him to is admittedly rather endearing. “You will be the death of us, Цыплёнок,” he sighs, gently knocking his forehead against yours.  

Your brows furrow slightly, “I’ve never heard that one before, what does it mean?” you ask quietly, refusing to break this soft moment.  

“It means chicken,” he replies, and tries not to grin when you giggle, “you are like a little chicken, yes?” 

“Are you saying I’m a coward?” you pretend to clutch your pearls, but the dramatic reaction is ruined by your bright grin.  

“No, of course not,” he reassures you, “you’re stupid.”  

He receives a slap to the chest as you gasp, “Nikto!” You glare at him, poking his chest with a single finger, “I guess that makes you a donkey, then, because you’re a complete ass.” 

The cackle that bursts out of him is entirely genuine, but he can’t help it, not when you come out with something so unexpected. You quickly join him in laughter, and the two of you must be a strange sight, sitting in a truck beside the river, giggling like a couple of teenagers.  

“You’re lucky, Цыплёнок, no one else would be allowed to get away with being so rude.” Perhaps he’ll keep the name, it suits you, to be a sweet little chicken, and you don’t seem to be too put off by it given the way you plant a soft kiss against his clothed lips.

-

Translations:

"Цыплёнок" - Little Chicken - An affectionate term for a partner.

"нет" - No

“нет, абсолютно нет, не происходит, нет” - No, absolutely not, not happening, no/nope.

[lovecoree]

hi !! first i wanted to say thank you so much for writing for black readers this means a lot to me 🫶🏽 i also have a request , could you write something about sitting next to namjoon at the fashion week and being endeared by him because of how sweet he’s acting and how fine he is 😭 just them flirting and then kissing maybe ? thank you for taking your time reading this <33

hello beautiful!

𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐆𝐀 𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐋 — 𝐊𝐍𝐉

pair: idol!Namjoon x model!reader

synopsis: flirting and talking to Namjoon was more interesting then the fashion show.

warning: reader is black coded, flirting, kissing, let me know if I missed anything !

a/n: this was rushed and is very short so I’m sorry !

BTS RM’s Smooth Interaction With model YN LN At The “Bottega Veneta” Show Goes Viral

Your night honestly got better while talking to Namjoon. Such an attractive man manage to make you smile. “I wish you were on the runway, so I could admire you more.” He whispered to you as the models began to walk down the runway. “But you can get the close up version right here.” Tilting your head with a playful smile on your face you watched as Namjoon eyes flicker with a sudden darkness in his eyes— if you could guess probably lust. The flirting was getting to the both of y’all and honestly y’all could care less who was capturing such an intense moment for their article for people worldwide to read.

You definitely have to thank your manager for letting you take a day off and coming up with an agreement to just attend the fashion show. Sitting next to Namjoon was a great decision, the way you quickly picked up a conversation with him and only focused on each other felt nice. “You’re right, I am even more lucky to meet such a beautiful model up close, maybe I’m pushing my luck even further but I’ll like to hang out with you after the show ends?” Namjoon waited for any response from you, the confidence that he showed you was masking his nervous state of rejection. “Or maybe you don’t—” “I’d love to Namjoon.” You smiled calming his anxiety down.

“Ok pretty boy, we are going to be late for our reservation.” You giggled as you wiped off your smudged lipgloss off his now swollen lips. Namjoon checked his phone, the bright light only being the brightness in the dark corner you both scurried off to outside. “It’s 10:05, we got time pretty.” The nickname made you weak in the knees, the moan you let out as he kissed you again passionately. His hands roaming your body as you wrapped your arms around his neck, wanting him to be close as possible.

“What about..your manager, isn’t he waiting for you by the car?” You breath out in between kisses. “He can wait, you’re more important right now.” Kissing down your neck you bit your bottom lip to contain any sound as a few more guest walked out the building.

yea..you definitely have to thank your manager later on.

[kquil]

SIRIUS BLACK | 15:22 ⏤LATE NIGHT RIDE

SUM. : biker boy sirius finally takes his crush out for a ride on his motorbike

G. : modern au ; muggle au ; biker au ; mutual pining ; sirius has a crush on you ; he asks you out on a late night ride on his motorbike ; you say yes

LENGTH : 0.9k

NOT PROOFREAD OR EDITED

“Is that okay, love?” Sirius asks in an uncharacteristically soft tone, eyes staring into your own from beneath his spare helmet. 

“Mhm! I’m all good, Siri,” somehow, your voice sounds even cuter than usual when muffled by the helmet, especially when uttering such an endearing nickname of his. 

‘You’re so cute’ he’s tempted to say but holds back. He doesn’t want to scare you away; he’s wanted this opportunity with you for so long; he’s not going to sabotage his chances now. Instead, he gives a brief nod and goes to put on his own helmet, just about missing your excited little jumps from his peripheral and he has to bite his lip to keep from grinning too widely. ‘Stay cool, stay cool, you’re cool…’ he chants in his head. 

Finally, he turns to his beloved motorcycle and goes about his usual routine, the muscle memory of turning on the bike, sliding onto the seat and doing his regular checks gives a smoothness to his movements that you can’t help but stare fondly at. 

Earlier on, he promised you a safe and enjoyable trip, sincerity in his eyes and trust on his usually mischievous smile. As a witness to his familiarity with the bike, you know he meant it when he said: I’ll keep you safe, sweetheart, I promise, and he said it in such a sultry but sweet voice too. Weak at the knees and with hearts in your eyes, who were you to say no to such a tempting display. He was so excited to hear you say yes, he insisted on taking you out for a ride then and there. 

It was nearing midnight but a smooth motorcycle ride under the illustrious moon was too romantic to pass up, especially with the man you’ve been harbouring such an insatiable crush on for months now. 

“Hop on, love, easy does it,” Sirius calls out to you, petting at the space behind him with a leather-clad hand, willing himself to keep from openly praising how gorgeous you looked with his helmet and oversized leather jacket. He needed you to stay warm so off his leather went to drape over your soft shoulders, leaving him in a simple white t-shirt, his leather pants and combat boots. His jacket swamps your silhouette in favour of a much sexier one in Sirius’ grey eyes; he’s almost convinced to surrender it to you.

You do the apparel far better justice than him. That’s his opinion though and he’d happily berate anyone should they voice the opposite, wrong opinion of you in his leather jacket. 

Once you’re seated securely behind him, Sirius does his last minute checks again in an effort to tamper the path of electric shocks your touch paves through him. The placement of your hands on his shoulders, down to his chest and shyly tickling at the skin on his neck sends almost paralysing sparks shooting down his spine. It’s a pleasant sensation, the fluttering in his chest amplifying when he looks down and sees you tuck in his silver chain underneath his shirt collar. 

‘How considerate, what a doll~’ he coos in his head, falling head over heels for you all over again. 

Eventually, your hands find purchase under his arms and placed gingerly atop his toned chest. Hopefully, you don’t feel the hammering of his heart, it would be more than alarming to realise how he’s one heart beat away from going into cardiac arrest. 

Sirius grips at the handles and you see his arms flex, the muscles carving paths into his inked skin for a brief moment, where you suck in a breath and forget to breathe. You’re not a shallow person nor one that favours too many tattoos on a person but you’ve always appreciated the art on Sirius’ skin, he makes it look alluring and adds to his already prolific amounts of charisma. The biker adjusts in his seat for a moment, ready to start up his bike when he realises how distant you still are from him. 

Despite the feeling of your hands on his chest, he doesn’t think your secure and reaches back. He warns you of something by taping a hand against your thigh briefly before suddenly sliding his hands under your thigh and pulling you towards him. The feel of your hands on his chest couldn’t compare to the feeling of your torso pressing into his back. Admittedly, you liked pressing yourself into his back and couldn’t help but give him a gentle squeeze.

“Are you ready, love?” he calls, hiding the fondness in his voice by revving up motorbike coming to life as a shot of adrenaline filled your veins from the anticipation of the fun time ahead.

“As I’ll every be!”

“Hold on tight!” and he kicks off, your arms squeezing him tightly as he does so. Above you the moon shines a magisterial silver and bathes the road ahead with its beams as you scream in delight.

“Go faster!” you shout through the helmet and into the night wind, hoping he paid extra attention for your voice with the tap you deliver to his left pectoral. You don't hear anything but feel him reach back and pat your thigh to indicate him hearing you. Not soon after, he speeds up and your screams of delight and laughter fills the empty roads and glittery night sky as Sirius grins boyishly beneath his helmet. 

A/N : thoughts, my loves? don't we just love our biker boy?

NAVI.

[pastanest]

A/N: unbelievably, this is the first actual piece of Doctor Who writing not counting the dogshit on my wattpad account we’ll all pretend that doesnt exist fr so please be nice x

Nine, Ten, Eleven, Twelve x gender neutral!reader

The Doctor x Short!Reader

- is cheeky about it but not outright mean, unless he’s in one of his God-humans-are-the-fucking-worst moods

“Honestly, it’s like you idiots are TRYING to wipe your own planet out of existence, and you, well, you can't even reach the top of your own cupboards! What use are any of you?!”

- you’re literally on his side and think the human race sucks but ok go off, way to throw us all under the bus lol

- he’ll apologize afterwards if you’re clearly upset or if he thinks he went too far

- most of the time it’s very lighthearted jabs at your height

- always waits a few seconds before helping you reach something because he thinks it’s funny and also very sweet but he won't dare admit that

- as much as he convinces himself and everyone he encounters that your height is solely something he finds hilarious on occasion, he can't help feeling a little more protective of you, like your smaller form makes you more likely to break

- very much still recovering from the Time War, he’s prone to overthinking disaster scenarios, especially when it comes to you

“Stay behind me. These creatures can't be trusted at the best of times.”

- but you always find a way to spin it into something more lighthearted, to ease his mind

“I’m a smaller target than you, so I like my chances! Perhaps it’s you that should stay behind me?”

- won't make fun unless he knows for a fact you’re comfortable with it

- as soon as he finds out you are, he makes jokes only in a very lighthearted way

- also comes up with cute nicknames to use when you’ve done something that’s impressed him, like saved a civilization or two while he was busy being broody and hot or something

“Oh, you little star!”

- generally speaking, he doesnt really care about your height, but he does find it endearing

- he’ll never see it as a point of weakness

- if he ever finds you struggling to reach something or down in the dumps about clothes not fitting you right because of your smaller proportions, he’s always right there to lift your chin back up and remind you of the wonderful person you are, that your stature holds no sway over how brilliant you are, especially not to him

“Some of the most mighty species in all the galaxies are the smallest ones you’ll find, some don't even have physical bodies big enough to detect with the human eye! Each and every one is perfectly unique in their own way, and you are no different. The stars you’ve seen in the night skies all your life, are they any less magical for appearing so small?”

“No…”

“Exactly! And, you know, the more humans I meet, the more I realize how similar you are to Time Lords.”

“In what way?”

- and then he’s grinning down at you, all giddy about getting to use the line he loves hearing more than any other

“You’re all so much bigger on the inside.”

- will make a joke about your height to test the water

- if your reaction tells him you’re not okay with it, he’ll feel guilty for the rest of eternity and never do it again

- but if you laugh with him or roll your eyes with a smile, he’ll grin like he’s accomplished something great, cracked some impossible code, and he will wear that like a badge of honor

- regardless of the fact you’ve made it clear he is allowed to make fun of your height, if anyone else does it in front of him, he doesn't like it

“Well, surely the smallest one should be sent in first, their loss would be the least noticeable!”

- and the Doctor is straight up, clapping his hands together and pointing in all directions as he lays out the plan of action very clearly to all involved, ending it by pointing at the man who dared make fun of you

“Now, you. From what I gather, jokes are supposed to be funny- supposed to land laughs with the nearest crowd; clearly you missed that memo, but that’s fine. Depending on (Y/N)’s reaction to your poor excuse for a joke, I’ve got a snowglobe with a blackhole suspended within it that I think you’d fit just perfectly in. (Y/N)?”

- the man looks terrified, and you try your best to refrain from laughing at him as you raise an eyebrow in dramatic silence

“Jury’s still out, see if he survives this first.”

the Doctor claps his hands again. “Cool! I’m never saying that again, but it would be very uncool of me to have to trap you inside a snowglobe that would tear you atom from atom in a continuous, brutal cycle, so consider that a warning.”

- takes the ABSOLUTE piss, don't ever think he won't

- will 110% pretend he can't see you and stare right over your head

- will 1000% make up short-based nicknames all the time

“Hello there, Short Round.”

“Really showing your age with that one.”

“Oh, what was that? A tiny and insignificant mouse, or perhaps it was the wind, arguing with me?”

- you’d think in all his whimsical, magical, time-travelling glory with his constant bustling about and his mind going a mile a minute in the most erratic fashion possible, he wouldn't notice your height, let alone find the time to make a joke in literally any setting, but oh boy, does he

“Is everyone clear on their roles in my carefully laid out plan, because I know that the accent can be difficult, but if I have to explain it again I think I’d rather do everything myself and you can all sit here with (Y/N) and applaud me when I get back.”

“Wait, sit here with me? Why aren't I coming with you?!”

“Because you’re-”

- he gestures to you with his hands, up and down, like it’s the most obvious thing in the world, and you’re sighing because you already know what he’s referring to

“What does my height have to do with anything?!”

“You’re all compact, like a foldable deckchair or one of those raincoats that turns into a conveniently sized pouch. It’s frankly distracting and my pockets are full so you cant sit in any of them.”

- he never laughs at his own jokes but sometimes he makes you WHEEZE with the inventive short jokes he comes up with

- similarly to Nine, though, he also can't help viewing you as more breakable, not only because you’re a human, but a very short one, too

- despite him completely understanding the biology of humans, he is convinced that a papercut on you is the same as an average-sized person getting stabbed

- so yes, he takes the piss at absolutely every chance he gets, but if he sees someone else trip you up by accident or hand you a piece of paper and it cuts your finger in the most barely noticeable way, he will be a GRUMP

- consider the paper in your hands stolen, read very passive aggressively, then scrunched up into a ball, possibly chewed or ripped apart or even thrown on the floor and stamped on

- consider the person who accidentally hurt you the subject of his rage until they are out of his sight. every time they speak, they’re met with a “Shut it!”

- and you’re like “Doctor, there’s really no need-”

“That IMBECILE tripped you up approximately 3 AND A HALF HOURS AGO, and you think I’m overreacting? You could have DIED!”

- such a drama queen

[electronicwitchcollection]

What nicknames do you think bleach men give their S/O?

Since you didn’t specify, I’m just going to choose a bunch of my favourites 💜

Shunsui

Ok, so I feel like I’m the only person who hates when Shunsui calls their SO “petal” 🤢 Don’t ask me why, I just hate it 😂

Shunsui is a man who would have endearments abundance, here’s a few I think are his most used.

-For his partner Love/my love. This isn’t used for everyone, just you. You are his love, everything he feels in his chest when he sees you, it’s subtly telling you he is in love with you every time he says it.

-He would use my sweet, my darling, my perfect, before your name. He would use them teasingly and in the purest form of affection.

-If you were to be brazen, surprise him with a new underwear set, or wrap yourself up in nothing but his clothing, he’d call you a little minx.

-Beautiful. Cliche, but he means it with every fiber of his being.

Urahara

I don’t think he’s one for pet names. He loves YOU, and loves saying your name.

though I think he would ironically call you babe. Snuggled up watching a film where some guy kept calling the girls babe made him scoff, after you teased him about it, he purposely called you babe a ridiculous amount of times

“Babe, you ready for bed babe? Want me to get you anything before we go babe? Need help babe? Babe, let me tuck you in babe”

Since then he’ll call you babe when he’s teasing you or trying to get you out of a bad mood. Anything to get you laughing again.

Shinji

This suave guy is all about the pet names, to the point you often question if he actually remembers your real name.

Doll, babe, chick, darlin’, sweetness, precious, princess, All incredibly common and will be used every time he addresses you. He likes calling you Trouble, naughty girl, good girl, when he’s teasing you. Kensei

Idiot

Aizen

I don’t particularly think he would give nicknames either, or any endearment 😂 His lordship is far beyond the drivel of lesser beings. Your name will surfice

Grimmjow

Not a captain, but the boys on my brain 😂

Woman, girl, bitch. Pretty much any word describing females. Grimmjow is all action, he’d rather SHOW you how he feels about you than tell you with weak words.

Jushiro

This sweet man could give sugar diabetes 😭

My dear, I believe he would use the most, because you are so dear to him. Darling, sweetheart and love are also consistently used. I think if you’re having a particular tender moment, he’ll call you “my heart”

Gin

Darlin’, just something about the accent, makes the word darling sound so much hotter 🥵 he’s a wind up, so expect things like Shorty, half stack, vertically challenged, munchkin. Anything to get a reaction out of you.

[eternal-kosmo-ghoul]

❝play me a melody❞

➵ “all for you, my sweetness” — ❤︎

pairing: iv (ivy) x gn!reader

theme: fluff ✿

a/n: wanted to practice writing for sleep token members. so take this little thing. i promise a real fic will come out soon.

cw: none

┅✦┅

“do you mind giving me space?”

you refused to budge, even after he had told you many times to buzz off. currently peeping over his shoulder like a curious cat, you watched as ivy plucked the strings on his guitar mindlessly, playing a simple tune.

“but i like hearing you play.” you answered simply, seeming unfazed by ivy’s obvious annoyance.

the guitarist turned his head to glare at you through his mask, but you just looked even more interested.

“you’re so annoying.”

“and yet you don’t do anything to make me go away.”

ivy just rolled his eyes and adjusted his shoulder to allow you to lean onto him more. he was a more reserved man, not really going out of his way to make friends.

yet here you were, somehow weaseling yourself into his heart.

ivy definitely had a soft spot for you.

“i’m not even playing a specific song, just playing a random tune,” ivy sighed out, turning his eyes to meet yours. your arms were draped over his body, and you rested your chin on his shoulder, making it easier for the mysterious guitarist to look at you.

“i don’t get why you’re so interested.” he muttered out, directing his attention back to his guitar. meanwhile, you just stood there, still as curious as ever.

“well, can you play me a melody then?” you asked in that same curious tone of voice. ah, there it is, that voice ivy couldn’t resist saying no too.

it was a weakness of his.

“of course, my sweetness.” he replied back in a softer tone, only using that endearing nickname around you and you alone. ivy would die on the spot if any of his band members heard him call you that.

adjusting the pick in his fingers, ivy started to play a tune to the song ‘the offering’, humming along the lyrics as he played. you just sat next to him, listening intently and leaning your head on his shoulder.

keeping an arm wrapped around his waist, the two of you shared a close intimacy while he played the lovely melody. ivy’s guitar playing was soothing, despite the theme of the song being somewhat melancholic.

you could listen to him play for hours.

once the song ended, ivy opened his eyes again after having shut them to concentrate on the melody. he turned to face you, his piercing, interested gaze completely fixed onto you.

“how’s that for a melody?” he asked with a slightly more enthusiastic tone. you couldn’t tell, but you could sense he was smiling underneath his mask.

putting your hand against his cheek, you replied in return, voice as soft as ever.

“perfect as always, honey,”

[plussizefantasia]

Taste-Testing

Flufftober Day 10: Bakery AU pt2

Bucky Barnes x f!reader

Word Count: 0.9k

AN: This is a continuation of Day 1: Sweet Things. This one is a lot more dialog-heavy than the others and just a touch more spicy too. I think I'm obsessed with Bucky and Sweets so I'll for sure be continuing their story after flufftober ends. Anyway, please reblog if you liked it it means a lot!

divider credit @royallaesthetics

Waiting until you got home after work to call Bucky was like torture. The note he left on the napkin after his departure was carefully folded up and placed into the pocket of your apron. When the traffic of customers lulled during the day, you’d pull it out and re-read it over again.

You’ve never really had a nickname before, but you liked Sweets. Maybe it was because it was the one that he gave you. 

When you finally were able to close down for the day, you rushed through locking up the shop and did the closest thing the running as you could without looking psycho all the way to your apartment. 

The phone hadn’t even rung twice before Bucky answered, “Hello?” 

‘Um. Bucky? You left your number on the napkin today, I assumed that meant you were okay with me calling.”

He chuckled, “More than okay, sweets. I’ve been waiting for your call”

You were surprised “Really?”

“Yeah, how many gorgeous women do you think I give me number every day?”

“Oh, Uh. I didn’t think you went around throwing your number at girls I just-”

“Breathe Sweets,” he gently reminded you over the phone and your body automatically responded, drawing in a deep breath and stopping your potential rambling short. “What are you doing tonight?” he asked.

“I was uh, gonna start to test out some new recipes for the holidays. Got to make sure they work right before the weather switches from fall to winter.”

“Need a taste tester?” He asked it so nonchalantly you’d think that the two of you hung out all the time. Not that this was one of the first few conversations you’d ever had that didn’t revolve around his work or yours. Before you could overthink though, you were sending him your address and he told you he’d pick up dinner and be there in twenty minutes.

You didn’t really know what to do with yourself so you busied your hands with prepping what you would need to make the new pastries you were gonna try and attempt to clean up the main area that contained your couches and coffee table. 

The knocks on your door were short and you nearly tripped over yourself rushing to the door to open it. 

Bucky was endeared to the breathless way that you greeted him and the way your hair was sticking out in every which way. It was obvious that you’d been doing something but the way your hair was mussed made him think less than innocent thoughts. 

He refused to follow through on them though, normally he wouldn’t have a problem with taking an attractive woman like you to bed right away but he really liked you, and wanted to see where this could go. He couldn’t do that if he let himself give into his more… animalistic… urges. 

“I brought Chinese hope that’s okay.”

“It’s great thanks, though you really didn’t need to get me dinner”

“I know I didn’t sweets but my mother always said that I needed to eat my dinner before I could have a treat.” You don’t think he realizes just how charming he is. His smooth tone and sultry smirk made you weak in the knees and you needed to remind yourself that he was here to taste test your recipes, not you.

“So, what are you making that needs my tasting expertise?” He set the food on your small apartment counter and began unpacking everything he had. It was enough food for a family of five. 

He suddenly got a little sheepish, “I didn’t know what you’d want.” 

“I’m sure I’ll like something here. Thanks again.”

After picking your meal for the evening you launched into an explanation of the treats you’d be attempting that night.

“I’m gonna try to make the cranberry tarts, peppermint bark brownies, and black forest bread twists tonight what do you think?”

“I think that a relationship with you is dangerous for my figure.” You couldn’t help but focus on the fact that he had said relationship, not friendship, a relationship.

“I thought you liked sweet things.” You leaned on the counter facing him and rested your head in your hand perched upon the little amount of empty counter space you had. 

He grinned and matched your energy, “I love sweet things, especially when they come in pretty packages.” his eyes raked up and down your body and you could feel the butterflies in your gut pick up their pace.

You tried your best to recover from the minor brain aneurysm he had just given you but you could tell that he had seen how his words affected you. And if the ever-growing smirk on his face was anything to go by, he enjoyed your reaction.

The night continued in the same way, Bucky shamelessly flirting with you and you doing your best to match him but getting too flustered to really pull it off. Bucky had declared the brownies his favorite but said that he’d probably need to start getting a bigger size of pants if he was going to keep being your taste tester. 

“You can be my official taste tester anytime you want, Bucky” you had told him at your door. He was on his way out after you declared that if you wanted to get any sleep tonight he’d need to leave.

“I’d love to taste whatever you give me, Sweets. Anytime”. All you could do was nod and smile at him as he left. He still heard the strangled groan you let out when the door closed though.

[rose-l-20]

Dad Head-canons - T.I.K

Master-list

Warnings: Mentions of childbirth/pregnancy, Dad jokes

AFAB reader. fluff.

Summary: How I see Tom as a Dad with the help of my current wave of baby fever 😂

Sorry if it’s a bit all over the place!

1000% takes as many days off as he can both during your pregnancy and the first couple of months after you give birth. 

Two words “GIRL DAD!!!!”. I’ve seen SO MANY other peoples HCs on multiple platforms saying the same thing and i’m so glad im not the only one that thinks this. I see him being the “as long as they’re healthy” type, but the minute the doctor announces “it’s a girl!” he (respectfully) would burst into tears of joy and bounce around the room and mumble “I knew it”.

As well as helping take care of the little angel, he would have the eye of a hawk when it comes to your recovery. Always makes sure you’re taking the right vitamins, drink plenty of water, have eaten all 3 meals of the day plus snacks/fruits, helps you with postpartum care and gives you cuddles, love and praise. 

Has a million different nicknames/terms of endearment to your daughter. some are sweet like, “My Princess” “My World” “Munchkin”. some are funny like, “Miss wriggle-giggle” “Milk-coholic” “sassy-gassy” which you laugh at every time.

I see Ice doing local or base related jobs (like teaching) instead of missions because he wants to be as close as possible to his family. 

When it comes to milestones, if he misses even one of them he will be excited but feel both jealous and utter disappointment. When it comes to your daughters first word, he makes it his mission to have her say “dada” first to the point he hides a photo of himself in the flat surface of the mobile above the crib. 

If he succeeds, he will brag about it for months until she eventually says “Mamma” and then he will stop. If he looses, he would mope around the house for a while in self pity and say “how dare you” as soon as the “Mmm” sound starts.

I see him being good at: dressing wounds (of course giving it a kiss), morning routine, school lunches (you write the note), homework help, bike training and first swimming lesson.

I see him being not-so-good at: night time routine, school drop off, being serious when his children have done something bad and keeping his wallet closed (his weakness is the puppy eyes and will spoil).

Invites all his Naval friends over to meet the bubba and they all refer to themselves as “Uncle ____” to which the both of you love and melt over. They all are super respectful by making sure they wash their hands and arms before getting the all clear to hold her.

as she hits 3 years old, her personality/mannerisms shows up in full swing and its the perfect combination of the both of you. His cockiness, compassion, and smile are the main ones. 

At this point you are pregnant with your second child, and Tom is on the way to becoming Admiral. Both being equally as important and exciting. 

Your daughter is already calling herself “Big sister” and wants to let every person she encounters to know and feels prideful when she gets told “you will be the best sister!”.

The two of you take her to her first day of kindergarten and even though your body has double the amount of hormones, Ice cried the most/hardest and once she was out of site and settling in you had to drag him out because he would stand there all day if he could. 

Soon you welcome twins. Another girl and a boy, which delighted you both and made your first born very excited.

Ice loved getting to experience the growth of 2 children. he loved seeing all the similarities and differences between them.

Ice made sure to be equal and take care of you the same way he did with your first pregnancy/birth, but would admit he found it harder as it wasn’t just the three of you. Tom hated to admit that he needed assistance some days and both sets of grandparents were more than eager.

When all of them were old enough (ages 8 and 5), Ice took them to work and showed them everything and there was not one bored face out of the three.

When taking them into his office so he could get an hour or two of work in, the oldest daughter asked “why aren’t there any pictures of girl Pilots or Rios Papa?” and he went on to explain why and how that was going to change soon. This ignited a flame in the 8 year old, and she got to work on her call sign, which at that age was “Snowflake”. 

Tom may not be taking professional missions anymore, but in the back yard with a DIY cardboard MiG-28 he was on at least 4 a week and for the first time in his career he was a Rio.   

All your children love Career’s day at school as they get to bring in Admiral Tom “Iceman” Kazansky! and because of the amount of times he was asked to come in, he was gifted a display in the school and he gave them some of his medals and gear for it. 

When Tom became a Dad, he became a Dad. this means he does the “i was watching that” when he looked dead asleep, gets off the couch with a “woah” and his Dad jokes were enough to make his children want to run for the hills. Tom evolved more as the years went by to the arms crossed legs shoulder width apart when speaking to his “daddy’s group” friends.

When the kids are tweens-teens he switches from the “trying not to laugh” dad to “I give you these rules because I care (but still trying not to laugh)” dad. Definitely does the “who, what, when, where, why?” When they start hanging out with friends and partying.

Takes his children on joy rides with his Admiral privileges. He even gave them their own helmets designed and custom to each child.

Would 100% help with them wanting to apply into flight school, would shine his rank in the absolute worst case scenario.

Gives a speech at all the graduation ceremonies, but cries when it’s one of his kids class and the audience and you “aww” at it.

Always makes sure that he takes you on date night throughout the years and spoils you like he always does.

Just a genuine and amazing dad

If you want more or another list of Headcanons feel free to request

Lia 🤍🧊

[wonjns]

What petnames dyt each skz member would give us? I’m writing another story but I can’t think of anything & im crying over it 😍

° Nicknames Stray Kids Would Call Their Boyfriends

° skz x male reader

° wasn’t sure if you wanted nsfw or not so both fluff & suggestive themes included ! <3

...

♡ chan

he’s such a hopeless romantic

the main nickname i see him using is darling.

it’s classic & cute,, and sounds adorable in his accent. but he truly calls you about every name in the book; beloved, baby, honey, sweetie... ugh so cheesy but endearing.

but pls he loves to use these on you when he’s encouraging you (during both family friendly and not-so-innocent times).

“there you go darling, you’re doing great.”

“attaboy, i’m so proud of you darling. that’s my baby.”

...

♡ minho

please. i have the strongest feeling he would call you things just to watch you blush.

especially his timing. his petnames would most often come during intimate, steamy moments.

both in and out of bed he would call you sexy, or prince, but mostly whenever he wants to rile you up.

“hey sexy, can you come take a picture for me real quick?”

“what’s wrong, prince? can’t take anymore?”

just so casual and shameless, even around the members. it makes you facepalm but also flustered, and that’s what he loves to see.

...

♡ changbin

he would find you so so cute, even when writhing under him so expect cute-ish nicknames.

instantly sways towards baby boy, especially when you’re adorably sulking over something you want, beaming at him with those beautiful eyes of yours.

“what’s the matter baby boy? god you’re so cute.” he’d mumble while squishing your cheeks between his strong palms.

he’s also into the whole teasing, second person reference type thing.

“does my baby boy need something?” with a small smirk blooming on his face.

...

♡ hyunjin

hyunjin gives me two vibes; he seems like the type to be personal, or the type to having teasing names. or just both.

he’d form nicknames for you based on personal experiences. like if he was utterly awe-struck at your features (spoiler: he is), then you can expect to be his pretty boy. immediately. constant reminder of how infatuated he is with you.

“ah, there’s my pretty boy. come give me a kiss rn.”

but also if you’re the clumsy type, prepared to be called dopey / silly / goofy... god it’d be unbearable, especially during heated moments when you’re too turned on to argue back.

“awh, my little dopey really needs my cock right now, hm? what a silly boy.”

he’s also another shameless one, never hesitating to out you of your little inside jokes around people.

...

♡ jisung

what a guy :’) 

he’s a classic, babe or baby sufficing enough for him.

but the main reason this nickname gets you weak are the ways he says them.

if he ever wanted something, the petname is immediately followed up with soft touches and nudges, him sporting his most adorable glance. the literal sparkles in his eyes irresistible.

“baby, i know you’re busy but let me take you to the beach this weekend. please 🥺” (shirtless han? yes pls)

but the duality of someone like jisung’s is petrifying. if he wants a different type of attention, it’s a full 180.

“go to the bedroom, babe. you have 5 minutes to get ready for me.” like omfg.

...

♡ felix

oh felix. he’s a charmer.

another one to make you wobbly in the knees from the simplest words.

with a voice like that?? it wouldn’t take much. so when his deep voice rumbled his reference to you as love, that was all it took.

“love, come sit. i want to talk to you.” he’d speak softly, patting his thighs.

he’s endearing with it but it was still enough to turn your legs to jello. and best believe you’re sat.

so God help you the days you feel testy. felix always treats his boyfriend like a fragile cloud, but wouldn’t hesitate to ground you back to earth.

“woah, love. i’d choose my words more carefully if i were you. now open up.”

...

♡ seungmin

he’s pretty soft with his bf. sassy, but soft.

precious just sounds so natural coming from his lips. because that’s what you are to him, his prized jewel :(

“good morning, precious.” with kisses to your forehead.

idk why it’s so difficult for me to imagine hard hours with him, but he definitely has his moments.

“shit, yes, just like that. keep going babe.” with a moan. “so dirty... what happened to my precious boy?”

...

♡ jeongin

innie<33

he may be the youngest, but is also so devious. with a cute ass face like that but also able to switch into some dom aura on a dime - yea he’s dangerous.

his nicknames would def have double purpose, like my cutie.

“ahh, i’ve missed you, my cutie. thanks for coming today.” while doting on you, rubbing his gentle thumbs over your cheeks and hands.

he’d insist you were more adorable than him, but whether that was true or not, what really mattered was the possessiveness. you were his cutie.

this came to show even when you were short circuiting, watching his newfound abs flex while he hovered above you.

“look at my cutie, can’t even use his words anymore. cmon, tell me you want me.”

© 𝐟𝐥𝐰𝐫𝐛𝐨𝐢 — all rights reserved

[katasstrophy]

What are your favorite pet names for your fave blorbos??? Mine are beebee for Bachira and YoiCHU! *insert cheek kiss* for Isagi~

d’aaawwww nonnie you got me giggling over this how cute<33 i may have gone overboard like always lol but here are some of my takes !! (these low key just. turned into headcanons oop i hope that’s okay!)

SHIDOU RYUSEI — HELLCAT

this is my personal favorite because it just fits him so fucking well and i know it in my soul of souls that he’d adore it. like yes he is your feral hellcat<3 your demon spawn<3 but you’re crazy enough to love that about him, to turn it into an endearing pet name, even. bastard would probably purr and meow just to lay it on real thick pls i can never be normal about this man.

ITOSHI RIN — RINNIE

calling the ever stoic, foul-mouthed younger itoshi smth as sickeningly sweet as rinnie is the best thing since sliced bread actually idc if i’m basic! it’s true! ofc he’d absolutely abhor it at first, snapping at you to “fucking stop calling him that” which just spurs you on more tbh lol he’s furious with you. he thinks he abhors the nickname, then one day you drop the cutsy act to return to his given name and he’s just left standing there like🧍baffled and pissed out of his mind bc where’s his mf rinnie huh?? i want to eat him so bad.

MIKAGE REO — HANDSOME

i feel like reo – party due to his lavish upbringing but mostly because he is just the ultimate lover boy – would definitely gravitate towards more ‘classier’ terms of endearment. call him handsome, or go all in by calling to him as my love and his chest is instantly puffing up like some bird about to perform the sickest mating dance ever lol he’d be so smug about it. definitely, 100% the type of guy that still gets weak in the knees when you call him husband – doesn’t matter if you’ve been married three months or 5 years he eats that shit up!

SANZU HARUCHIYO — CANDYMAN

okay so because i’m a little shit i can’t ignore the juxtaposition of the big bad criminal being committed to the pink aesthetic (don’t get me wrong i’m obsessed with it), so in my head i could get away with calling sanzu annoying crap like barbie doll or cupcake – or probably his most tolerated one out of the bunch, candyman (because of the, ya know, murderous implications lmfao). all in a very sarcastic vain ofc! i feel like calling him by his given name, or just simply haru, would def be all the more special then <3 (… BUT bc he’s sick in the head he’d probably love it even more if you romanticized his psychotic tendencies – call him stuff like my lovely little killer and he’s a goner he is clinically insane like.)

HANEMIYA KAZUTORA — MY (EVERYTHING)

let me just clarify that this man is not picky! whatsoever! he’s so starved for love he’d literally eat any term of endearment straight out of your mouth if he could. everything is one the table: baby, honey, sweetheart, darling, love – you name it, tora likes it, he wants you to keep calling him sweet names until he’s drowned in it. but what gets him really over the moon is if you just insert a small little ‘my’ in front of it. yeah, he loves being called baby, but my baby? he’s on his knees for you goodbye he loves the subtle ownership of it. (not to get n/sfw but uh… call him your sweet boy when you’re overstimming him and his pupils might just turn heart-shaped he’s ruined.)

KAKUCHO — YOUR LAST NAME

i only recently found out that “hitto” is actually a fanon made last name for kaku darling and i’d like to report that i’m still devastated over it so :( when you two get married – because he will marry you, if he’s in love like that’s it he’s locking you down for life – you ask him if he’d like to take your last name and yeah he cries a little he’s so touched pls :( so when people refer to him as L/n-san or mr. L/n he’s still not over it he has to remind himself that they are, in fact, talking to him. the effect triples when it’s you that calls him as such he’s so proud to wear your name brb gonna bawl my eyes out.