#PLAY WITH MY HAIR I AM CUDDLY

[giamee]

𝐈 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐌𝐄!

... aka fictional boyfriends as things my pet cat does lmfao

༊*·˚ featuring ➻ my genshin, hsr & jjk faves

༊*·˚ gia's notes ➻ switching up the layout bc i can teehee... also this one is kinda slop cos its just every character on my masterlist oop. N E WAYS i found out that im allergic to my cat but love is pain and i am a masochist so here we are

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 DOESN'T RESPOND UNLESS YOU CALL HIM BY HIS NICKNAME.

he's leaning against your kitchen counter, fingers tapping against it as he's poised so deliberately to give off the impression that everything he's doing is so absent-minded. the way he's scrolling through his feed so aimlessly, just tuned out from the world, including you and your futile attempts at getting his attention.

you call his name, tug at his sleeve, and you don't miss the mischievous smirk on his lips as he glances up at you.

"i don't know who that is, sorry, i hope you find him though."

it's infuriating, sometimes, when he lets his more playful side out. but you know him well, and you play along, not being able to help the smile that fights to stay on your lips.

"well then, my beloved, could you help me look for him?"

and there's an instant change from him, back straightening as he stops leaning against your counter, arms open wide to receive you, a beam on his face.

"gladly, my love."

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ kaveh, welt, dan heng, luocha, GETO

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 GETS EXTRA AFFECTIONATE AND CUDDLY IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT.

no matter as to whether you had gone to bed with him or before, you're woken up prematurely in the middle of the night at the sensation of your body being moved, ever so gently, across the sheets, closer towards a warm body that nestles itself solidly behind you.

you're barely awake, but you smile to yourself at the newfound comfort, having drifted away as you slept, and now happily reunited.

"i missed you," he breathes against your ear, turning his head to dip down and press kisses to your cheek. you smile, nose scrunching at the ends of his hair that tickle your skin, but welcome it nonetheless.

his arm slips around you, keeping you safely anchored to him, and he lets out a contented hum that almost sounds like he's purring, chest solid against your back.

"you're acting like you've come back from war," you murmur, and he can hear the way you tease even in your half asleep state.

"every second away from you is agony, my love."

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ DILUC, alhaitham, JING YUAN, choso, NANAMI

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 RANDOMLY BITES AND HEADBUTTS YOU.

sure, there's doing something unexpected to grab your attention, but it catches you off guard every. single. time.

he has seemingly no regard for whatever it is that you're doing- you're cooking something? he sneaks up behind you, teeth sinking into your shoulder before he slinks away like it never happened.

trying to get work done? he comes up to you, using his head to poke you and offering no explanation as he walks away.

it's ... endearing, to say the least. it comes from a place of love, that's for sure. make no mistake that you like to bite him too, but he still manages to one-up you each time.

while it started off as surprising in the early days of your relationship, over time you've adapted to it, now even offering a body part for him to headbutt as a greeting.

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ cyno, WRIOTHESLEY, neuvillette, BLADE, toji, HIGURUMA

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 FOLLOWS YOU AROUND AND WHINES IF YOU DON'T GIVE HIM ENOUGH ATTENTION.

"babyyyy, i'm bored."

you don't have to turn around to know that he's pouting, some grown ass man acting like a toddler in hopes that you'd pay attention to him. you can't help but roll your eyes, what with him pushing the limit between cute and aggravating for the past half an hour or so.

ever since you had invited him over and he practically let himself in, he had basically followed you from room to room, huffing and puffing as you focused on your work instead of entertaining him.

and as you finally settled in your room, at your desk, you watched out of the corner of your eye as he flopped down onto your bed, his head dangling off the edge as he scrolled through his phone half-heartedly.

and you had to admit, he looked cute like that. you bite back your smile as you see him glance up at you to see if you're looking at him before flopping back down on the bed with a huff.

you'll be done soon, then you'll give him all the attention he wants.

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ CHILDE, thoma, sampo, gepard, GOJO

IF YOU LIKED THIS, TRY ... enjoy the silence!

an introduction to your new roommate dan heng, and the guitar that he loves to play so much

[jwonsoon]

Enhypen's reactions to you being super talkative when they're tired ⋆.˚ ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

☾ a/n: It has been a minute !!! Me and bff have been so so busy since it's our final semester of high school. But I am here to provide for my delusional folk <3 I honestly wrote this on a whim because I've been feeling extra insane lately with all the work I have to do so ignore any stupid mistakes I make in this. I want to post more on here for sure, senior year is coming to a close soon and me and bff are moving into a new university together so hopefully we'll have time for more posts. Okay enough yapping, go read! pairings: enhypen x g/n reader genre: fluff

cw: kissing (nothing crazy dw), ignore grammatical errors!

JUNGWON

He doesn’t care if his life is on the line, the last thing he’s going to do is make you feel rushed when you’re talking about something you’re genuinely interested in. 

He finds you SO cute when you’re mumbling about something that you enjoy !! He gazes at you with his boba eyes nodding along to everything you say 

“Oh my god sorry I’m talking so much” you say to him embarrassed at how comfortable you’ve gotten in his presence and how he’s probably so tired 

He’ll immediately shake his head no and tell you “keep talking i love listening to you” 

Because he’s tired he pulls you into a hug and plays with your hair while you talk. 

His sign that he’s tired is when he gets really touchy. Like he is all of a sudden kissing your forehead and playing with your cheeks which is usually a sign for you to call it a day… 

JAKE

We all know this guy cannot for the life of him control his sleepiness but he loves you so he makes his adjustments

Its a shame but this guy is NOT !!! LISTENING !!! 

He’s cuddling you and you’re yapping away he’s going to nuzzle his face in the crook of your neck and just keep going “mhm, i see” 

You notice that he isn’t listening so you ask a question to throw him off and he responds with “yeah totally” making you chuckle. 

He looks up flustered realizing he just admitted to not paying attention to you. 

“Sorryyyyy!!!!” He pouts leaning to kiss you.

“Im listening I just need a minute” he spends that “minute” sleeping on your arm and then he sits up shaking his head like a puppy trying to wake himself up. 

Claps, sits up, “Okay! talk! I’m up.” 

HEESEUNG

He’s always up fighting his sleep to play video games anyway so he’s the most prepared in situations like these 

If he notices your in a particularly chatty mood and he’s sleepy, he will drag both of you out of bed and make sure you’re sitting up so that he isn’t prone to falling asleep on accident 

You’re talking and talking and he is giving the same exact energy back!! he will laugh and giggle at everything 

When he’s really getting tired he yawns out loud and goes “baby.. im a bit sleepy.. actually no no keep going, just come here” 

He’ll open his arms wide for you to lay on his chest while you talk 

You notice his eyes are closed so you stop and start getting up only for him to pull you back down and say “just stay here, i like listening to your pretty voice” 

SUNGHOON

He is so in love with you. it is PATHETIC! 

He is so sleepy too and looks insanely cuddly so whenever you are talkative you lay facing him and talk his ear off while hugging him 

He is way too in love to tell you that you need to please shut up because he is SO TIRED so instead he kisses you to ease his tiredness away 

“That girl” —kiss “is so” —kiss “annoying” —kiss 

“Hoon stopp” to which he kisses you again, mumbling against your lips “I’m listening baby” 

SUNOO

No matter how tired he is it fades away when hes with you 

You’re always spilling the latest gossip to Sunoo and he eats it up everytime. 

“She actually has something against me” you say to which Sunoo responds “how could anyone hate this cute face” pinching your cheeks 

You brush his hand away and jokingly roll your eyes and thats all it takes for his cuteness aggression to launch through the roof 

He is all of a sudden squeezing you tight going “Why are you so cute you’re just so cute you’re so cute” 

He is literally holding you shaking your shoulders while smiling so big going “No tell me!!! why are you so cute??” 

“Sunoo you’re scaring me” you say to which he responds “Good! I’m pissed off you’re perfect.” 

You guys will literally spend the whole night talking, Sunoo literally forgot that he was tired in your presence 

JAY

He is half asleep walking through the door 

But! that doesn’t stop him from at least pretending to listen to you 

As he’s putting his stuff down you are following him around talking about the ending of the show that you just watched 

Hes humming in response and smiling to himself 

He stops suddenly turns to face you pulling you in for a hug “Baby I’m so tired today i dont know why….” sighing into your arms 

He didn’t want to explicitly say to you please shut up but it was definitely a sign to you to take it down a notch 

He’d look down to kiss you on the lips and say “Let’s talk in bed hm?” 

When you guys are in bed he lets you lay on his chest and he says “Now tell me all about that show you were talking about” 

He will listen to you, or at least try to, but with his fingers playing with your hair you are slowly lulled to sleep.

He'll look at you, smile, kiss your forehead and you will wake up confused as to how he shut you up so quickly.

NI-KI

Riki is definitely a little more honest but thats what you love about him!

“I can see all your teeth babe, what’s got you cheesing?” he says to you as he sits down on the bed 

“I have so much to tell you!” you say to him patting the space beside you for him to come and lay in. 

“And I have so much sleep to catch up on!” He says mockingly as he lays down next to you. You pout to which he kisses you and says “Go on, talk my ear off” 

You start going off on a tangent and he is just looking at you with a boxy smile on his face and laughing at how your facial expressions are so dramatic in comparison to the light hearted story you’re telling 

He stares at you with glistening eyes after his 40th yawn in a row 

“You know you talk too much, right? It’s a good thing you’re cute” he would say pulling you into a hug 

“That’s rude! and I wasn’t don—” you are interrupted by a kiss on the lips 

“I promise to listen all day tomorrow, okay? Let’s sleep now?” He says rubbing circles on your back, with his eyes already closed.

[moonstruckme]

hiiiii!!!! may i request high!reader x high!steve or sirius just being all sweet and cuddly and lovey and dovey

Course you can :)

cw: weed

Steve Harrington x fem!reader ♡ 633 words

“Dude.” 

You turn towards where Steve sits next to you on the couch, tapping his shoulder urgently. “Dude, dude.” 

He catches your hand by the wrist, looking at you seriously. “Call me ‘dude’ one more time and I swear to god I’ll break up with you.” 

Your face splits in a grin you can barely feel happening. It’s like second nature, no muscles required. “You’re such a liar.” 

Steve shakes his head, a smile playing on his lips. “What do you want, loser?” 

“How’s that better than dude?”

He takes your face in his hand, kissing you soundly. “Just tell me.” 

It takes you a bit to remember. Steve’s kisses always get you in a tizzy, but combined with the weed it feels as if you have to pull yourself back to consciousness. Like your very mind will drift off-kilter if you don’t keep it in check. 

“Soft serve,” you say after a moment. “We should go get soft serve. God, doesn’t that sound so good? The cold, and the texture…” Your tongue tingles as if you can feel it, your entire being aching with yearning. 

“Oh my god,” Steve laughs, “you’re so far gone.” 

You laugh too, though you’re not totally sure why. It just keeps happening. Every time Steve speaks, it feels like he’s tugging laughter out from inside you like a pulled thread. 

“I am not,” you giggle. “Doesn’t soft serve sound amazing?” 

He pivots, bringing one foot up in front of him so that he’s sitting sideways on the couch, facing you. His hair scrunches where he leans against the cushion. “Yeah, it does,” he says. “One problem, though.” You mirror him, tilting your head curiously. “Neither of us can drive right now.” 

Your heart sinks. “Oh.” 

You must look really put out, because Steve chucks your chin like he thinks he’s a dad on TV. 

“I might have some ice cream in the freezer,” he offers. 

“It’s not going to be the same,” you sigh. “It’s not soft.” 

“I can leave it out until it gets soft.” 

“Not in the same way soft serve is soft.” 

He hums, saddened by your sadness, which feels appropriate. It’s nice to know he understands. He works a hand behind your ear, eyes warm and brown and tender. “I’m sorry, honey.” 

His voice feels like honey, the way he says it. It drips slow and sweet into your core, where it pools with pleasant stickiness. You make a tiny, lovesick sound in the back of your throat, nuzzling his palm. 

“You look really good,” you whisper, like it’s a secret. 

It’s overwhelming how true it is. Steve always looks good, but today he looks all soft and rumpled and special. He’s wearing sweatpants that would never leave the house, his shirt is all wrinkled, riding up his side that’s pressed into the couch to reveal a triangle of abdomen, and his always-perfect hair is in complete disarray. The sight of him makes your head feel all lax and sappy. You like that this Steve is just for you. 

“Yeah?” His voice drops to a hush, too, in solidarity. “So you do. You’re really pretty, have I told you that?” 

You grin, face mushing into his hand. “Yeah,” you say bashfully. 

Steve smiles too. “I thought you were upset about the soft serve.” 

You shake your head. You should be, maybe, but the weed keeps diffusing the edges of your feelings. 

“I’ll be upset if we don’t cuddle,” you tell him. 

“Oh, now we’re giving ultimatums?” he asks, already gathering you in his arms. You slot your knees on either side of his ribcage, forehead bumping against his nose. “You must have me real wrapped around your finger, babe.” 

You giggle, leaning up to kiss his cheek. You like to think you do.

[yourmidnightlover]

(You don’t have to do this) Xavier Thorpe x reader

The try not to kiss each other challenge on tiktok

ahh YES! i hope i brought your request to justice

i'm gonna take this as like a lovers to friends to lovers kinda thing bc there isnt enough of that going around with our beloved xavier

i also wanted to let y'all know that i am working through my requests! inspiration strikes at odd hours, and i'm trying to delegate all of my time respectively to all of the fics i'm working on. but i assure you i will work through everything!

tension

paring: xavier thorpe x reader (duh)

summary: after months of flirting, your friends take matters into their own hands and dared you to do a tiktok trend.

warnings: kissing, tons of tension (also duh),they're cuddly? i don't think there's really anything else but let me know if i've missed something!

it had been months and months of flirting between you and xavier thorpe. consistent, unending, raw flirting. this included the batting of eyelashes, shoving of arms, longing stares, buying of gifts... everything. the whole shebang.

and god, were enid, ajax and wednesday tired of it. wednesday constantly wanted to claw her own eyes out when she saw you. enid thought it was cute the first two months, but after that she was only confused as to why you would never make it official. and ajax would just tease the two of you. he voiced his concerns with xavier, occasionally with you, but mostly with xavier. he would mostly talk about how dumb he was to not just ask you out or make it official.

so, as enid was scrolling through tiktok, she stumbled upon a certain video of two friends... or mayabe they were more? either way, they were sitting in front of each other, and each one moved closer to the other. the premise was whoever breaks the tension and kisses the other loses, she guessed?

regardless, there was tension and there was a kiss and that is exactly what needs to happen with you and xavier in order to put everyone out of their misery.

so, she sent the tiktok to ajax and wednesday, the message reading:

weregirl: OMG! we've got to get them to do this! they'd totally admit everything!

middleoftheweek: this is repulsive to watch, but i hope it will be worth it as long as they get whatever they need to out of their system

snakes4hair: if this gives my boy the push he needs to make a move then i'll do basically whatever

and just like that... the game was afoot.

"dude," ajax was laughing at the lunch table. you had thrown your legs over xavier's lap, your head resting on his shoulder as he played with your hair. "there's this new thing i saw online the other day. enid sent it to me, and i doubt you and y/n would be able to do it," ajax chuckled as he looked towards enid.

"oh, definitely not," enid shook her head exaggeratedly. "they'd never be able to do it."

"do what?" xavier spoke up as he took a bite of your sandwich.

"yea, do what?" you perked up at the idea of a chellnege. "we could do it, right?"

"hell yea," xavier nodded as he pat your thigh. "we could 100% do it."

"i don't think you could," wednesday said curtly, sneering at both you and xavier's closeness. "at all."

"yes we could!" xavier removed his hands from your hair, throwing them up dramatically.

"alright," ajax spoke up. "i dare you to complete little challenge. you have to record it though, as proof, and post it."

"deal!" both you and xavier looked at each other, giving each other a high five that only resulted in your hands holding.

later that night, you and xavier had retreated to his shed as he painted before they sent you the video you had to recreate.

"seriously?" you scoffed. "they're just sitting there looking at each other with music playing," you looked at xavier as the video played.

"wait," he pointed at the screen. "they're like inching closer to each other. like one does and then the other."

"but why?" you got your answer less than thirty seconds later. "oh..." you glanced at xavier, who bit his lower lip before glancing at you with a smile.

"i never back down from a dare," xavier shrugged as he looked at you.

you nodded, "neither do i."

after setting up the camera with the video on the three-minute setting, about to start recording. you were sitting on the mattress that you had both smuggled in his shed, the one that used to be rowans before... well. yea. both sitting across from each other, your legs were overlapped with each other's. then, the music started playing.

at first you were both smiling, giggling, even. you inched closer to his face first, around 10 seconds after the music started. your faces seemed closer than they ever were before, and that's when the smiles faded and the tension built.

he reached around you and pulled you on top of his lap for his move. the longer this went on, the more it felt like a game of chess, only physical. you swore you could see every shade of green littering his irises. his cologne somehow radiated around you. you made the mistake of looking at his lips, curiosity getting the better of you. he was gently biting his lower lip. it was almost as if he wanted you to kiss it better.

then, you placed your hand on the lower side of his face, nearer to his neck. you could feel his pulse rate picking up. it was exciting to see what kind of power you had over him. you could now feel the way you affected him. now, you saw as his eyes went to your lips which only made you smirk that much more.

he used both of his hands to bring your face right in front of his. he was everywhere. to your side, you would see his hands. his hands took up nearly your entire face, and you loved the way they felt against your skin. part of you never wanted them to leave. you could nudge his nose with your own if you even slightly moved. you were getting close to losing this whole game. you wouldn't. you couldn't.

you tilted your head to the left, bringing your lips closer to his own but not touching. you were so close you could practically breathe in each other's air. you could feel his pulse pick up once more before you licked your lips, you felt his chuckle radiating around your head. but when you looked in his eyes you felt something totally different. it was heavier. it was more.

then, with a mumble, "screw it," he pulled your face into his own, kissing you with all the tension he had built up over not just the past two minutes, but from the past months of doing nothing.

your hand moved up to his hair, running through it like you had so many times. in this context, though, your hand running through his hair was so, so much different. it was much more intimate.

you let his tongue into your mouth happily, nearly breaking the kiss with how big of a grin you had on your face. one of his hands moved to your waist, wrapping around you like the warmest hug you've ever had. your other hand was holding the hand still on your face. you meant it when you said you never wanted them to leave.

truth be told, you never wanted him to leave. you never wanted to stop kissing him. you've wanted to for months on end, but you were too scared of being rejected. you thought he was joking about all of the flirting sometimes. the touches, everything. but this kiss felt more real than time.

"i think i won," xavier whispered as he went up for air. you shook your head.

"i think ajax won," you chuckled as you both began to laugh. "him or myself, of course," you rolled your eyes.

"we all won," he compromised.

"stupid tension, huh?"

[the-fandom-is-now-my-life]

So uh...I know the odds of this happening is slim to none, but I figure I'll shoot my shot: the Creator having a little one, who is sporting a small diamond marking on their forehead? (Xiao, it's Xiao as the dad.) And for fun: Venti somehow gets blamed for this! :D

Tsarita: The Yaksha has an Anemo Vision. Of course someone who uses the element of Barbatos would be so forward as to try something with the Creator!

Venti: I DID NOTHING, WHY AM I BEING BLAMED?!

A forever diamond

WC: ~600

Cw: Raiden is alloyist 😔

Imagine if this happened close to cloud retainer and she just side eyes Xiao like "this one is impressed the conqueror of demons has, what the younger generations call, rizz"

Xuezhui’s birthdays are a whole event for liyue, somewhat of an unofficial holiday, people are often given half day or the whole day to roam the streets, different vendors setting stalls with food and trinkets.

A room would get rented in the xinyue salon and the seven stars and the archons would accompany for lunch and a small dessert for the toddler.

As you finish eating and leave Xuezhui on the floor she starts running to a small group of children, zhongli trailing behind her so you could finish your conversation with keqing.

Regal as when he was an archon zhongli stands a few meters away from the little group of children playing tag. Sometimes he can't help but let himself drift in his thoughts, Xuezhui is so similar to Xiao when he rescued him, even when only a handful of people remember that day he can see it as clear as day. Could Xiao have spent his younger life as carefree as this little girl?

Suddenly he is snapped from his daydream by a scream and sobbing.

“What is it, little one?” zhongli leans forward where xuezhui was seated crying, some of her friends surrounding her. He saw her fall while chasing each other but it didn't seem hard enough for her to not keep playing.

“It hurrrttss” her hands clasped on her forehead, tear clouding her eyes.

“Let me see” softly he pries her hands away, expecting to see some flushed skin, maybe a bruise or some blood but it was neither of those, rather it was a small purple diamond “...interesting”

“What happened over here?” Quickly you walk towards them, worried about the soft sniffles and suddenly falling to the floor. She makes grabby hands so you perch her on your hip, smoothing her hair.

“Someone can't refuse her inheritance for too long” he taps between his brows, letting you know. Swiftly you move her bangs, showing a small diamond just under her hairline.

“I thought it was make up”

“it would make sense with his depressive persona but as you already know adepti have no need for vision and merely wear one to comply with human expectations,” he picks something up from the floor, a small golden plate before placing it on the silk in the back of her dress “on the contrary, half adeptus like Ganyu need a vision to canalize elemental energy yet can use adeptal features to hone their abilities”

“I can barely manage her as it's, don't tell me that was a vision”

His hand falls on your shoulder, a stiff smile trying not to laugh at you “I would invest in fire insurance”

Seemingly your defeated face was very visible, even from a few meters away, or you took a fair amount of time, as some archon and Ningguang were approaching you.

“Is anything wrong I could help with?” Ningguang speaks first, wandering what might have happened.

“Xuezhui fell, just a small nick on the forehead” zhongli snickers behind you.

“if she hurt herself I'm sure Dr Baizhu wouldn't mind checking her up quickly” she attempts to check her but you change her to the other side, attempting to hide her mark.

“She is fine, she just got scared and is a bit cuddly”

“oh, what a shame, I wanted to try her beloved almond tofu but if she is so stuck with you we will have to leave it for another occasion”

“Almond tofu! Let's go” she jumps out of your arms and jumps towards Raiden, who notices instantly the soft purple diamond “mmh, what is this?” she swipes her thumb over it but it doesn't smudge, the edges perfectly neat.

“Who does that remind me of?” Venti taps his chin.

“the vigilant yaksha?...” Ningguang mumbles under her breath. She did know he took the role of your bodyguard but never thought your relationship would be so more intimate

“So in the end it WAS your fault…”

“but he is from Liyue! It's Morax’s fault!”

“But he has an anemo vision”

“What is that supposed to mean?!”

“All anemo vision holders are libertine or lazy”

“Hey! That is alloyism!”

“who would have guessed this would work out nicely for me”

[yanderemommabean]

Darling has a nightmare (With some JJK men as the BF <3 )

Suguru Geto- “Hey, you ok?” 

He’d be very gentle in waking you up more, rubbing his hands up and down your arms and across your shoulders as you even out your breathing. He’ll ask what the dream was about, sometimes talking about it makes it less scary, but ultimately he just wants your mind to calm down and for your heart rate to slow down. 

Will flick on the night light/led lights/ lamp and leave the light on for you to feel comfortable. 

You apologize for waking him up but he just kisses you softly and tells you to hush, that he is happy to be here to calm you down and make you feel safe. 

Very calm and understanding, isn't entirely sure how he can help but he's here for you, and will listen you every word you say to make you feel safe and less terrified.

Satoru Gojo-  “Breathe baby, it’s alright” 

He’d understand, he has his fair share of nightmares too. He’s the type to be a bit cheeky and tug you closer, stating “As your partner, it’s my job to comfort you and scare away anything that could harm you” He’d pepper kisses up and down your shoulder as he spoons you, giving you time to calm down and process everything, gently playing with your hair as he hums and listens to you talk about this and that to get your mind off of it. 

"We don't have to talk about it if you don't want to, but, I am here for you ok? For anything"

Very cuddly like a large cat, burying his face into your shoulder or chest, asking you this and that to make you smile or roll your eyes but ultimately forget what it was that scared you so badly.

Kento Nanami- “It’s alright, just listen to my voice” 

He’s the type to try and ground you, helping you to see what is real and that you were just experiencing a dream. He’ll hold you close to his chest so you can hear his heartbeat, all while he tells you that you’re safe, that he’s here for you, that he isn’t upset that you needed him for comfort because that’s his job, and he loves to know you trust him enough to turn to him. 

Asks if a stuffed animal or maybe an extra blanket would help, suggests not sleeping on your back as that for some reason makes sleep paralysis more likely, and wraps his arms around you tightly as he tries to soothe you back to sleep. 

Very practical in trying to lessen these events but don't let that make you think you bother him, he simply doesn't want you to have bad dreams, and he doesn't want you suffering. You don't bother him, and if you keep saying that he'll kiss you to shut you up !

(Hi! I hope you beans liked this! A bean requested this and it was kinda fun, I just have some writers block so it was hard to force out lol -Mommabean )

[kissitbttr]

Okay so like hear me out for Frat!Miguel ideas. Movie night at the frat house, very lowkey setting a few drinks maybe some people had an edible… But muñeca and Gloria being all cuddly, as best friends are. The two of the just in their own worlds watching the movie while cuddling and Miguel and Beck are in the corner just sad and jealous from lack of attention.

i am so happy at the fact that you are realizing that gloria and muñeca are basically each other’s soulmates, they do love each other more than their bfs🤍🤍🤍🤍

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“I hear that strawberries are better fruits for your digestive systems”

“No shit, really?! I thought papayas were good!”

“That’s what i thought! But nopes, it’s all the berries babes!”

Miguel and Beck are sitting by the kitchen counter. wearing the same expression of disbelief as they stare at two of their girlfriends cuddled up in the sofa gossiping about —fruits? While others are busy with their own chatters and rolling blunts.

The girls aren’t even paying attention to the two boys who keep on staring at them. It’s like they’re just living in their own little world. Just simply talking about God knows what, fiddling with each other hands and laughing while they get high on edibles,

It’s like watching two women flirting with each other.

“no me gusta esto” Miguel grumbles, arms crossing over his chest as he slumps against the back cushion. Watching how his girl gets all lovey dovey and giggly with Gloria. “This is not how it’s supposed to go”

“Can’t believe that we are right here, yet they chose to get busy with each other!” Beck remarks in disbelief, shaking his head, “how many edibles did they take anyway?”

“Not counting but a lot” Miguel scoffs, eyes burning holes on Gloria’s side profile who’s staring at Muñeca with a hazy look on her eyes,

Beck notices, nudging him on the side. “Are you planning to kill my girl?”

“No. But i will continue to glare at her if she doesn’t take her eyes off my girl!”

“She’s basically doing the same thing! We’re victims here!”

“Holy fuck, you’re right” Miguel exhales a deep breath, leg bobbing up and down out of frustration. “Jesus—Are they eye fucking each other?!”

“Oh god please don’t make me imagine that. I can’t lose Gloria yet”

“So am i! I got fucking boys from class that i had to get off her back and i got to compete with girls too?!”

Never been so frustrated in his life before. Miguel throws a hard glare at the two of them, and it irks him just a little bit more when he sees muñeca running her fingers through Gloria’s hair. Pair of her eyes staring intently into hers,

“I had this huge crush on Kevin Levin on Ben 10, he’s like really hot—Had a shrine of him when i was twelve” she mentions, playing with the ends of Gloria’s dark hair

“Oh god, baby me too!” Gloria gasps excitedly, hands clutching onto muñeca’s as her eyes grow wide. “What about Danny Phantom?!” Muñeca simply squeals at the mention of his name, continuing to be bashful about her second childhood crush,

Beck and Miguel simply could not believe it! Are they actually ignoring their own boyfriends? To talk about weird cartoon crushes they had when they were young?!

Unacceptable!

“Are you fucking kidding me?!” Miguel mutters harshly, hands going through his hair and groan. “Kingsley! You go in there and get your girl! I need my time alone with mine!”

“I did try! She didn’t want me to! Told me to piss off without even looking at me! How about you get your girl?!”

“And make her mad?! No thanks” Miguel refuses, his scowl only increases when he sees Gloria kisses muñeca’s cheek. Leaving a sheer mark of her lipgloss making both girls giggle. “Oh my god—you know what?!”

And before even Miguel finishes, he marches over the two of them with a pout and an upset frown. Trying his best to not look like a jealous man,

“Miggy! Hi, baby!” Muñeca’s eyes lighting up when she sees her boyfriend standing close, the delt of his muscles flexes a bit when he put his hands on hips. “Me and Gloria were just talking about making pot brownies! Well—she did. I, for one prefer strawberry blondies”

“Nooo, chocolates are better! Tell her, O’hara!” Gloria giggles, poking the dimple on Muñeca’s cheek,

Miguel rolls his eyes, not seeing any humor what’s sitting in front of him. “Not telling her shit—now quit hogging my girlfriend and go to your man”

“What? Jealous?” Gloria wiggles her eyebrows, laughing a little as muñeca snorts. “You have her everyday! I want to cuddle with my baby too”

“She’s not your baby. She’s my baby” Miguel corrects, staring down at Gloria who’s pouting. “You had her for an hour, it’s my turn!”

“Miggy, you can just cuddle with Beck!” His girlfriend suggests with a grin, as if its the most obvious thing. “That way, the girlfriends and boyfriends could be close with each other as well! Am i right?” Muñeca snuggles against Gloria’s neck,

“You’re crazy! I am not cuddling with Beck!” Miguel’s eyes hold a shocking expression, “Why are you suddenly not interested in your own boyfriend?!”

“Because you just want to cuddle with me so you can play with my boobies” Muñeca pouts, face looking like she’s actually heartbroken,

“Of course i do! i love your boobies! Obsessed even! Who doesn’t love your boobies?! Wait—don’t answer that” Miguel backtracks, “Beck doesn’t have boobies. They’re not as comfy as yours!”

“Jeez! Opposed to my chest that much, O’Hara?” Beck chimes in from behind with a smirk

“Cállate, Kingsley!”

[the-offside-rule]

Lando Norris (McLaren) - Morning Kisses

Requested: yes on wattpad

Prompt: Fluffy morning kisses with Lando

Warnings: no

Race week, to be more specific, raceday. It was a great feeling to wake up and know there was a race going on. There was always this excitement in the air. The room was dark and gloomy as the rain poured outside making a beautiful sound to pour in from inside. Beside Y/n lay Lando, and at this moment in time, he was taking the fucking blankets. "Lando! My blankets!" Lando stirred awake and looked over at his beautiful girlfriend beside him. "Where's my good morning kiss? You can have your blankets when I get my kiss." Y/n rolled her eyes playfully and pecked his lips. "Mmh, now get into the blanket bub." He said opening up the blanket. She crawled in under and put her arms around his torso. "You're cuddly like a Teddy bear bubs." Lando grinned and pulled her in even closer. "I wouldn't mind being your Teddy bear. It means I don't have to leave bed."

"And you don't get to race so get up and get ready bubs." Lando groans. "Do I have to? Can't I just stay a few more minutes?" She rolled her eyes playfully and nodded. "Five minutes and then you have to go get ready." Lando lowered himself a bit more and nuzzled into he chest. The room filled with a honey glow as the rain stopped and the sun shone through the sky. "At least it won't be a wet race then." Lando muttered. Y/n hummed in response, playing with a few of his curls. "I love it when we cuddle. You give the best cuddles. Can we lease just stay here?" She furrowed her eyebrows confused. "Why do you want to stay here so badly?" She asked. Lando bit his lip not wanting to admit defeat but he had no choice. "I- what if I mess the race up? It's my home grand prix and the fans have come to watch but what if I mess it all up?"

"Aw Lando baby, you're always nervous before Silverstone." She said looking down at him. "Yeah but I'm ahead of Lewis and George. No one will not notice my mistakes because Lewis isn't there to take the spotlight." The poor thing. "Lando, I know for a fact you'll do amazing because you have worked too hard and you've worked for far too long to just chicken out last minute. You'll do great I promise and if all those people really are your fans, they'll stick with you." Lando smiled softly at her words. "And if anyone says you're shit I'll fight them myself." Lando laughed at her threat. "I love you a lot, you know that?" Y/n nodded. "And I love you too but we have to go now." Lando looked over at the alarm clock. "We still have five minutes." He said suggestively. "Nope, we have to get ready now. Five minutes is up." She smiled oh so innocently. "Aw but bubs-" he pouted. "No buts except yours out of bed and getting ready. I won't have another call from Zak because you're late again."

Lando pouted and reluctantly leaves bed to change into his McLaren clothes. She made the bed and opened the curtains before she went and got changed. Lando sat at the front door awaiting his beautiful princess to come out looking like her usual beautiful self. "Right Lando, I'm ready." He said walking down the stairs. Lando's eyes went wide as Y/n walked down. The jeans and jumper fit her perfectly with a nice contrast to the McLaren jacket and her hair fell perfectly onto her face. Just pure perfection. "Are you ready bubs?" Lando nodded. "Now I am. M'lady?" he said. Y/n chuckled and hooked her arm with his. "Just remember, you'll do great." She said climbing into the car. "I know, thank you bubs." He said pecking your cheek. "Anytime babe." and off the pair drove to the Silverstone circuit.

[m-jelly]

Can I request a Levi x reader where the reader is know to be very stoic and cold to everyone. But she really is touch starved and only shows him in private her clingy side.

True self with you.

Levi x fem!reader

Canon AU, fluff, romance, being a couple, stoic reader that's really shy, cuddly reader.

In public and while working you are rather cold and stoic, but it's because you're shy and you don't think people will accept you. As soon as you get home to Levi, you are a cuddly little bunny for him and you show just how soft you are.

@ladycheesington @levisbrat25 @nyxiieluna @li-anne @galactict3a @youre-ackermine @thebobaprincess @2moth-anon2 @cypidity @nbinairyn @bts-spnlvr12 @darkstarlight82 @notgoodforlife @demonic-bird

"Please?"

You stared at the cadet. "No. Rules state-."

"I don't care! Can't you just this one time?"

"No."

They huffed. "You are so cold! No wonder no one likes you!"

You realised a long sigh. "I have to go with scout policy set out by Commander Erwin Smith. If you want to complain then I can file a report to the Commander, otherwise, there is nothing else that can be done."

"I always knew you were a cold and heartless bitch."

You stood up from your chair. "I will not tolerate such language in my office, please leave now."

"I'm not leaving until I get what I want!"

You walked over to your office door and opened it. "Leave."

"NO! You are not a commanding officer! You just do admin and paperwork! You're nothing."

You stared at them. "Then why are you complaining to me if I am nothing? I fail to see the logic in your reasoning. Why fight with someone who cannot provide you with what you need. Also, due to the way you have been speaking to me, I am less likely to help you. Do you really think throwing abuse would get you anywhere?"

"Tch, oi?" Levi stepped into your doorway. "What's going on?"

You stared at the scout. "Would you like to forward your complaint to Captain Levi?"

"Yes!" They huffed. "I need to speak to you and not this terrible person."

You hummed. "You may have my office unless you are taking them to yours."

Levi studied the scout. "I'll take your office and I'll speak to you after."

"Sure."

It was fairly normal for people to get upset with you. You had tried to get along with people, but you were rather shy and you assumed that people would not like you. There was also this constant fear that you'd fail at your job. You wanted to do your job well, so you followed the rules and the teachings.

Today, you were feeling rather defeated by your job. You were simply doing your job and trying hard, but it was never good enough for some people. It wasn't always like this, but the bad days were terrible. There was no in between.

"Bunny?"

You looked up. "Grumpy."

Levi closed his office door and approached you as you sat on the sofa. "I'm sorry they were a shithead."

"It's okay. I'm used to it."

"You shouldn't be." As soon as he sat next to you, you hugged his side. "People shouldn't treat you this way, okay?"

You slipped your legs over his thigh. "Mm."

Levi wrapped his arms around you and hugged you. "You need extra cuddles today?"

"Yes."

He shifted on the sofa, lay across it and held you against him. "You know very well you can get all the cuddles you want." He squeezed you. "I love them and they heal me."

You nuzzled the crook of his neck. "I love you, Levi."

"I love you too." He played with your hair and rubbed your back. "You know, I like that you're cold with others because I get to see his adorable cute side of you. It's all for me."

You kissed Levi's neck. "I just feel like I can be myself with you. You make me feel safe to be me."

"Me too."

[nowritingonthewall]

Hi! Can I ask for some random and domestic Poe HC? 🤧

Hello Nonnie, thank you so much for your request! I am sorry that my hcs always appear to escalate into mini-essays, I hope that you enjoy them anyway 🥰

!Content warning for allusions to past trauma (because it’s Poe) but it’s mostly fluffy!

Domestic headcanons with Poe (x gn!reader)

- If you were honest, you would never have expected Poe to actually settle down after the Battle of Exegol and the fall of the First Order. After all, he had been on the run since he had been 16 years old, his family a bunch of rebels, his home scattered across the stars. You had fully expected him to make his new job as a flying instructor his whole new life, filling every second with something exciting to do, always chasing the next thrill, never slowing down and let himself think for even a minute.

Instead, after helping the New Republic to get back on its feet, he had put most of his energy and devotion into making a home with you.

Even though he loves his job teaching students (and spending a lot of time in his x-wing while doing so), he always makes sure to finish on time so that he can spend as much of the remainder of the day with you as possible. It has become one of your daily little rituals for you to wait for him, sitting on your porch, two mugs of freshly brewed caf in your hands. It never stops warming your heart to see that gorgeous crinkly-eyed smile lighting up his face as soon as he sees you waiting for him. Giving you an adorable little wave, he always quickens his pace before pulling you into a long and heartfelt hug.

Watching the suns painting the sky with the most beautiful colours imaginable, you’ll sit snuggled up against each other, listening to each other's daily adventures.

It usually doesn’t take long before Poe’s head grows heavy against your shoulders. The first few times he tried to fight it and wouldn’t stop apologizing, no matter how often you tried to assure him that you didn’t mind at all. But soon these late afternoon or early evening naps become just another part of your daily routine.

Poe spent more than half his life making sure that everyone around him felt safe. Now, with the war becoming a more and more distant memory each day, it’s like his mind finally allows his body to catch up on all the rest that he has been denied during all those years – finally feeling safe in your arms.

And there really aren’t a lot of things that you enjoy more than holding your sleepy boy with his head resting in your lap, one hand intertwined with his, as the other one plays with his hair. You smile at every patch of grey that you find among his inky curls, more than grateful to be given the precious gift of being allowed to watch him grow old with you. It makes the warmest and fuzziest feelings bloom inside your heart to see his worry lines relax under the soft touch of your hand as you listen to his content mumbling and cutest little sighs.

- He still can’t sleep without you around, though. Whenever he is in dire need of a nap, and the weather has gone too cold to sit outside, even under a heap of cuddly blankets, he’ll sit down on the couch, look at you with the most irresistible baby ewok eyes and his softest smile and tap on his chest to ask for his favourite human blanket.

Sometimes he falls asleep within seconds as soon as you snuggle up to him. Sometimes he finds that it wasn’t sleep that he craved after all but simply the comforting presence of you right next to him, listening to the soothing rhythm of your breathing as you drift into peaceful slumber until his breath synchronizes with yours in perfect harmony. And sometimes your planned naps turn into Poe and you talking nonsense for hours, exchanging forehead kisses and nose rubs between giggles.

Poe used to think that the only way to escape the constantly reoccurring ringing in his ears was to drown it out with something even louder. Now he realizes that all he needs to find relief is the soft warmth of you lying on top of him, the shape of your bodies fitting together as perfectly as if they had been custom made for each other.

- And he allows himself to take his time with everything that he does. No more bone crushing hugs that aren’t allowed to last longer than a second and that he’d hoped would convey everything that he hadn’t time for to tell you in case he wouldn’t make it back from a mission. No more quick and chaste kisses to whatever body part they would land on before hurrying off into the next briefing or meeting.

Now he makes sure to pour all of his undying love for you into every single hug until you feel nothing but warm and safe and cared for. Every kiss of him shows you that you are the centre of his universe, from the very first kiss in the morning to the last kiss goodnight. They have become so much more tender and gentler, yet they never leave a single trace of doubt about his feelings for you.

Quick shared showers that used to be a practical necessity turn into long shared baths that last until the water turns cold. Sometimes when you aren’t ready to step out of your cocoon of warmth just yet, you wrap each other in fluffy towels and make yourself comfortable on the heating unit waiting until you’re dried off.

As you cuddle up to each other, enjoying the closeness, you find a new softness and gentleness to your relationship that you had never thought possible. You are no longer clinging to each other for dear life, always scared that you might lose each other the next minute, constantly feeling like loving on borrowed time.

And Poe takes his time rediscovering and getting to know you all over again. Gently scrubbing your back in the bath or giving you a long tension-relieving massage. Learning everything there is to know about how you take care of your hair, while committing every single detail about you to memory. Not because he fears that every time might be the very last chance to do so but because he decided to commit every single fibre of his heart and soul to loving you. Because he chooses you. Over and over again.

It takes a while for him to get comfortable letting you take care of him the same way that he takes care of you. Yet every time it is your turn to hold him in the bathtub, he finds it a little easier to relax against your chest, melting into your embrace a little deeper. With every soft kiss pressed to his temple, he manages to let go a little further. As he rests his cheek against yours, while your hands are slowly caressing over his arms, he has never felt more vulnerable and at the same time more safe and protected than during those moments.

That’s when the tears tend to flow.

Those are the days when you make sure to take extra good care of him. Letting him rest his head against your shoulder as you carefully pat his back with a towel, gently kissing his tears away before placing a soft kiss on every single one of his scars, putting pain relieving lotion on his arm and massaging his tense shoulder. Only a few months ago this kind of special treatment would have made him feel more than uncomfortable. Seeing his own needs through your loving eyes, he slowly begins to accept that it is okay to take them seriously. And as he curls up against your chest, he doesn’t only allow it but he knows that he can completely trust you to take care of him.

- Poe has always loved to dance. Nearly as much as he loves to cuddle with you. Sadly, the days of the Resistance hadn’t exactly given you a lot of opportunity to do so and reasons to break into celebratory dances had been all too rare. So now he takes any chance he gets to hug you from behind, snuggle up as close to you as possible, rest his head on your shoulder and his cheek against yours while swaying the both of you to some music coming from your holopad or to a secret rhythm that only the two of you seem to be able to feel.

You dance in the morning while waiting for the first few cups of caf to brew, while waiting for something yummy baking in the oven, when you’re trying to dust the shelves, or while doing the dishes.

Doing the dishes never becomes a boring task with Poe. If he doesn’t turn it into a dance, there are bound to be lather battles that more often than not turn into tickle fights. And they always end with him using the dish cloth to draw you in for a long and wobbly-knees-inducing kiss.

This is also where most of your more serious conversations take place. It’s always been easier for Poe to talk about difficult topics while his hands have something to do. So whenever you feel like there’s something on his mind that he has trouble talking about, you’ll ask him “dish discussion?”, to which he answers with a relieved smile.

And, of course, should the topic require some serious hugging action, you can always continue your discussion on the kitchen floor, which proves over and over again to be the best place to solve any problem imaginable. And in case one of you should be in need of an even more comforting atmosphere, your kitchen cabinet features an extra compartment containing all the components required to build a blanket fort. It’s a habit that goes back to the early days of you joining the Resistance. And afterwards your blanket fort of safety can easily be converted into a blanket fort of romantic dinners and cuddle sessions.

- The two of you share a little garden with Rey, who doesn’t live too far away from you (I am sorry, LEGO, I refuse to believe that the trio would ever split up!). At least it was a little garden in the beginning. It all started when Poe noticed how Rey’s eyes would start to sparkle whenever she came across anything lush and green. So he began to present her with a special plant from every place that he visited. Pretty soon even her house was too small to accommodate her (not so) little personal jungle, so you helped her turning her backyard into a little garden. Which just kept on expanding. Because it never stopped warming Poe’s heart to see the way Rey’s face shining brighter than the suns whenever he found a new exotic plant for her.

He helped her create her special place of happiness both in her mind and in the physical world and you two are the only ones apart from Finn she trusts to take care of it. Even if your and Poe’s gardening sessions sometimes turn into several rounds of mud wrestling or splashy water fights.

Poe’s first very own gardening project featured the planting of a row of koyo trees. They weren’t even supposed to be able to grow in this climate but Poe Dameron has never been one to let logic or reason stand in the way of matters close to his heart. After all, he had managed to nurse a force tree back to health without any jedi tricks. And maybe Rey’s and Finn’s way with the force helped a little, too. Though he will always tell everyone willing (or maybe not too willing) to listen that it was your loving care that made the trees grow and flourish and bloom in the end.

His proud little face when he was able to harvest the very first fruit is another one of your many precious and treasured memories. Of course he let you have the first bite, almost a little nervous about your reaction.

The original plan was to turn the fruits into juice and jelly and lots of cakes. Which was a good plan. And it probably would have worked if the koyo fruits hadn’t been so damn tasty that you ate most of them before they ever had a chance to land in a basket. And what better way to spend the last days of summer than sitting lazily in the cool shadow of a koyo tree, taking turns to lie in each others lap while feeding each other freshly picked koyo fruits?

- During the nights when neither of you is able to sleep, you’ll climb onto the roof of your house, which offers a snug little platform that provides the perfect secluded retreat to lie on your back and gaze at all the stars in the galaxy. A galaxy that’s finally at peace.

Poe’s gaze keeps wandering back to you, though, and every time it does, he can’t stop smiling. As soon as you notice, you’ll snuggle a little closer to cradle his head and place the softest little kiss on his forehead, making him smile even wider. Softly stroking your cheek, he returns the kiss. On your nose, on your temple, across your jaw line, all over both of your cheeks, and everywhere he can reach.

You finally dare to make plans for the future again. Talking about all the stars and systems and planets you would like to explore together. Without rush, without being constantly on your guard, actually being able to look forward to visiting them.

The important thing is that Poe is no longer driven by the uncontrollable need to chase every single one of them. Because he has his own little galaxy lying right here by his side.

[theemporium]

can you write something where trevor is very clingy and cuddly with reader??

thank you for requesting!🫶🏽

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Injuries were one of the many accessories that came with the package of being a hockey player.

And Trevor Zegras had his fair share of injuries.

Some were worse than others. Some were a miracle that they didn’t end up worse. Some almost took him away from the thing he loved the most in life. Some were now funny memories he laughed back on.

And some were just the usual rough-ups you’d get, even during a morning skate.

It hasn’t been a purposeful attack. More a playful fight for the puck gone wrong, and Trevor found himself hitting the boards a little rougher than anyone would’ve liked. He was cleared by medical and he would be absolutely fine by the next game. In fact, all they said was to put some ice on it for the rest of the day and to see how he felt the next day.

But Trevor wasn’t a good man. Not in the slightest. Because he knew you worried for him. He knew you worked yourself up about his injuries, that you took them far more seriously than he did. He knew that you just wanted to reassure yourself that he was okay.

And after barely seeing you because of your own work, Trevor missed having you all to himself. So maybe—just maybe—he played up his injury when he got home, knowing full well he would get exactly what he craved.

“Trev?”

“Hm?”

“Babe, you need to get up.”

However, he only let out a vague noise of disagreement as he nuzzled his face further into the crook of your neck.

“Trevor, baby, this position probably isn’t good for your shoulder,” you tried again, gently running your hands through his hair as he let out a low hum.

“It’ll be fine,” he mumbled. “I’ll ice it later.”

Your hands paused. “I should get you ice now. Maybe some paracetamol—”

“No,” Trevor whined, a little high-pitched as his arms around your torso tightened. “This is what I need to feel better. Let’s just stay here.”

You lightly tugged on his hair until he finally lifted his head, his chin propped on your chest as he stared at you with wide and innocent eyes. If you didn’t know him like the back of your hand, maybe you would’ve believed the doe eyes.

“Your shoulder doesn’t even hurt that much, does it?” You deadpanned.

“I mean,” he started, his cheeks flushing a little. “It does. Just…not as much.”

“Trevor—”

“No, don’t get up,” Trevor pleaded, and it was hard to resist the big puppy eyes staring at you. “Please. Just…I’ve barely seen you all week. Let’s just have an us day, please?”

Your face softened.

“I just wanna be close to you,” Trevor murmured as he laid his head back down, his cheek pressed against your chest where he could hear your heart racing. “And not because we both went to bed at the same time, but because we wanna.”

“Fine,” you conceded. “But you’re still icing your shoulder.”

Trevor grinned. “Of course, baby, I’ll always listen to my favourite nurse.”

You rolled your eyes. “I am not buying a sexy nurse costume.”

“Boo.”

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[koostarcandy]

heart ache

summary: a night where jungkook's back from a tiring day and you admire the tiniest of details.

pairing: jungkook x reader

genre: just fluff, there's nothing else going on here :P

a/n: these night thingies are becoming frequent now :] i hope you enjoy them anyway ^^ @yoursalaciouspizza here's what we were talking about and inspo from this moodboard by @httphyunjiin :D oktyily byeeeeeeeee <3

"how about one more kiss? looks sad, koo."

"it's just a bruise, baby. how about you have a bite of this pancake before my hand falls off?"

that would be really sad, you note. you oblige and take a forkful of sweet, sugary pancake, paired with tart strawberries. you let out a satisfied sound at the taste, urging your love to have a taste. his concentrated eyes relax when they meet yours, crinkling at the corners at your content face.

"is everything okay? you seem abit off, love."

you rub the apple of his cheek with your free hand, the other gently feeding him your midnight pancakes. the whole situation may seem ridiculous, laughable even but pancakes at approximately 12.33 a.m, along with your cuddly boyfriend is the perfect fix after a long day.

jungkook makes you drop the fork, guiding your hands around his neck and wrapping his muscly ones around your waist. he nuzzles his face into your neck, his freshly washed hair tickling your chin. you run your fingers through the slightly damp locks, envious of his always shiny hair.

"drop your haircare routine already," you mumble, rubbing your fingers over his temples when he practically moans in relief. "i use whatever you use, baby. let me do your hair next time, hmm?" he replies in between the impromptu massage, hands sneaking under your oversized tshirt, splayed over your back like a splash of warmth.

"everything hasn't been the best exactly but i still feel guilty," jungkook admits 3 pancakes in, head on your chest and hand over his filled tummy. "guilty? why?" you ask curiously, thumbs rubbing over his pink knuckles. "i'm not exactly underprivileged, you know? but there are days where i have to remind myself that people would actually kill to be where i am right now and have the things I want, it reminds me to not freak out over things like the wifi not working or something like that," he rambles, going on with saying that he reminds himself of his daily blessings despite going through harrowing times, never failing to feel grateful for everything he sees and gets. including you, he says sincerely.

"stressed but blessed seems like the appropriate title for what i'm feeling right now," jungkook chuckles, trying to melt further into you. you're silent, hands rubbing his back gently and playing with his hair. you've always admired him, for a variety of things. he's always been humble and gentle and kind, never failing to speak out a word or show a small action of gratitude for the most mundane of things you do for him. you got him that blueberry crumble from that place he really likes? he kisses your cheek and mumbles out 'thank you' like a prayer. you're still like a fluffy pillow, serving as a resting place for his tired head? he's on you in an instant, squeezing your waist in silent appreciation.

your eyes dart to his hand coming to your peripheral vision, brushing away your bangs. his sweet and hardworking hands. never failing to rub your back so you slip out of sleep's tight hold in the mornings, tying your hair into a bun when you get frustrated with it, handling you with the utmost care when you don't exactly feel your best. you take his large ones into your own, happy crescents meeting his when you place the smallest of kisses on his latest boxing bruise.

his sparkly eyes are tattooed to your brain, always making sure to bright up the darkest spots in your mind. they're the first thing you see in sleepy dawn and the last when you're finally in bed at late dusk. they always meet you in a room full of enigmatic eyes and yet they never fail to make you get lost in them. they provide you with the best comfort you can ever find, always losing yourself to their never ending warmth.

his strong arms squeeze around you when place a chaste kiss on his temple, feeling a smile in your neck. the arms which never fail to make you feel at home, snaking their way around you and making themselves comfortable. they sometimes serve as a mode of transport too, carrying you from the bedroom to the living room or when jungkook feels like you don't need to walk all the way to kitchen, picking you up and setting you on the counter. your hands slide to the pretty vines wrapped around you, tracing the intricate designs on his bicep.

everything about him, head to toe, every tiny mole to his boopable nose and his squishy cheeks, makes your heart ache in the most loving way possible. jungkook props his chin on your chest, head tilted to the side, wondering why you've been silent for the last half hour. your eyes are suddenly watering, hands flying to cover your face.

"darling? look at me, please. was it something i said? it wasn't offensive, right?"

you let out a watery laugh, fingers swiping at the underside of your eyes.

"you, it's you."

jungkook's even more confused now, sitting up and pulling you up with him. "but i'm your koo, baby, i can't make you cry. these are good tears, yes? please tell me they're happy tears."

you all but fall into him, hiding your face in his tshirt and letting your arms fall loosely around his lithe waist. "yes, koo, they're happy tears. i just love you too much," you say, going on to say it's the sugar talking and that in hindsight, sprinkling 145 grams of powdered sugar along with strawberry jam wasn't exactly the bestest midnight snack you've made so far. jungkook is quick to disagree, saying that what you did tonight was basically art.

"there you go again, baby, you do know that not everything i do is a work of art, right?"

"says the walking and talking masterpiece!"

pt time: @armys-dna ; @junsai-tree ; @soobhyun ; @shatzkrinslinzki ; @jinsquishes ; @cherishoshi ; @fragmentof-indifference ; @indgio ; @jjkeverlast ; @parkdatjimin ; @yoogijk

[mustainegf]

hi there! I was the one who requested the MOP Era james. I just want to say I love your work and I think you're an amazing writer! If you ever ever the chance could you do like a fluffy smut with kirk? Like one where they are best friends and the reader is a virgin and kirk offers to help her and they take it slowly and have sweet sex? Again you're an amazing writer! P.s. my name is Henna 😊

I already had something like this written so I hope that’s okay. Its a little tweaked, their both virgins soooo idk I hope you like it!! Also hiii henna!!!

Ilooked into my best friends eyes, and I wanted nothing more but to kiss him. He was so beautiful.

Those big pink lips, doe eyes, and long black curly hair. I held myself back, I couldn't imagine ruining this friendship we had.

I was so scared of what would happen if I did. But tonight, he was staying over at my house. We were watching a movie in my room, and we were both on the bed. The lights were off, and it was just us two in the dark room.

I was wearing a long, comfy shirt that went down to my knees. He was wearing shorts and a t-shirt.

We were sitting on the bed, and I could feel his body heat next to mine. We were both nervous about what would happen next.

"Kirk.." I let out softly, not fully realizing what I had said.

"Yeah?" he replied, turning his head to look at me.

All I could do was stare at him, drowning in his dark pools of eyes. I couldn't fight it anymore. I pushed myself forward, cupping his soft cheek and letting our lips meet for the first time.

I could feel his warm breath on me, and the softness of his lips against mine. It was heavenly.

He pulled away slowly, looking at me with a mix of surprise and desire in his eyes. "Wow.." he whispered, breaking the silence that had filled the room since we started kissing.

I smiled, feeling a rush of emotions. I had never felt this way before, and it was both scary and exhilarating. "Yeah..." I replied, my voice shaky with emotion. He leaned in again, his lips finding mine once more.

This time, his kiss was more passionate, more intense. I felt my body respond to his touch, my heart racing and my breath coming in short gasps.

He pulled away slowly, a small smile playing on his lips. "I'm glad you feel the same way," he said softly.

I blushed, feeling my cheeks flush with heat. "I do," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. He leaned in again, his lips brushing against mine in a soft kiss. I felt the electricity between us as our tongues danced together, exploring each other's mouths with abandon. Kirk quickly pulled away, looking at me for a moment. "Do you have condoms?"

His transparency turned me on, I could see how desperate he was. I shook my head no.

"I don't," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. He looked at me for a moment, his eyes searching mine. "It's okay," he said, his voice gentle and reassuring. "We can still have fun." He leaned in again, his lips brushing against mine in a soft kiss. "We'll be careful." He murmured.

I nodded, my heart pounding in my chest. I could feel his lips against mine, soft and warm. His hands were on my hips, holding me close to him.

We began to slowly undress each other.

I was in awe of his body. He was so strong and muscular, with just the right amount of fat to make him look soft and cuddly. I couldn't help but run my hands over his chest, feeling the muscles underneath. He pulled me closer to him, our bodies pressed together.

"Wait, Kirk." I hesitated, looking up at him.

"What’s up?" He asked in a whisper, his warm breath almost melting me.

"I'm a virgin." I blurted out, my face turning red.

He looked at me for a moment, then smiled.

"That's okay." He said, his hands still on my hips.

"Um... so am I" Kirk admitted quietly.

"I wanna be your first, and I want you to be mine" He said softly. God he was cute.

My eyes trailed down to the tent in his boxers. Holy shit.

"See something you like?" Kirk breathed, glancing down at the clear buldge In his boxers.

I nodded, my eyes widening. "Good" He said, his hands moving to the waistband of his boxers. He pulled them down slowly, revealing a 7 inch dick.

It was thick and uncut with a large head and veins running up its length. Oh my god.

I couldn't help but stare. "Like what you see?" He asked, his hand wrapping around the base of his cock and stroking it slowly. "Yes." I whispered, my eyes fixed on his hand as it moved up and down the length of his cock. I gulped, my eyes locked on his cock. "You can touch it if you want" He said, his voice low and sultry, and a little awkward. I moved closer to him, my hand reaching out to grab hold of his thick member. I wrapped my fingers around it and started stroking up and down the length of it.

Kirk immediately let out a gasp of a moan, just at the feeling of my hand on his cock. "I didn't know you were so sensitive, Hammett.." I teased, softly kissing his chest.

"I'm not," he laughed, "you just know how to touch me."

“Oh really?" I asked, teasingly. "You want me to show you how I know what you like?" He nodded eagerly and then bit his lip. He was so cute when he did that. He looked at me with those beautiful eyes of his and I couldn't help but lean in for a kiss.

I slid my hand down his cock, applying a slight bit of pressure to the head. Kirk flinched, moaning loudly.

I took my hand away, and then slid it back down.

"Ahh..." Kirk moaned again. I could tell he was enjoying this, but I wanted to tease him a little more before taking the next step.

I slid my hand up his cock again, applying more pressure this time.

"Ohhhh.. fuck.." Kirk moaned. I started to slide my hand up and down his cock, slowly at first, but then faster.

Kirk moaned louder and louder as I continued to stroke him. I could tell he was getting close to cumming, so I slowed down my strokes again. He was quite vocal, and that only aroused me more.

I gently leaned down, setting a soft kiss on the tip of his cock.

“Oh my god.." Kirk whimpered.

I kissed the tip of his cock again, and then licked it.

"Ohhhh..." Kirk whined as I started to stroke him again. "Oh my god... oh my god..." he whimpered as I continued to stroke him faster and faster. "I'm gonna cum... aaahhhh..."

I watched his face twist pleasure, his hands gently holding my hair.

"Yes, yes.." he whimpered as I kept stroking him. Kirk moaned as his cock started to twitch and throb in my hand. "I'm cumming!" Kirk whined out, and I quickly took his cock into my mouth, sucking on it hard as I continued to stroke him.

I felt his cock pulse in my mouth, and I swallowed the first few spurts of cum that shot out. His body tensed up as he came, and I kept sucking on him until he was done. "Holy shit..." he moaned as his orgasm subsided.

I pulled his cock out of my mouth and gave it a few more strokes. "Fuck..." he moaned as I milked the last few drops of cum from his cock. I stood up and looked at him, smiling as I licked my lips. "How was that?" I asked, teasingly, still unsure if I had really done it right.

"Fucking amazing." He replied, breathing heavily.

"I've never cum that hard before.”

“You liked it?" I asked, my heart racing with excitement.

"You wanna return the favour?" I asked sneakily, running my hands past his chest. "Please..." Kirk growled.

Kirk grabbed my waist, laying my down below him. He nudged himself back, carefully reaching for my panties.

He pulled them down my legs, throwing them on the floor. I had always been a little self conscious about my body, but Kirk seemed to love it. "You're so fucking hot." He said, before lowering his head towards me. I felt his warm breath against my skin as he began to kiss me all over. His breath teased my pussy.

I was so wet, and he knew it. He began to kiss my inner thighs, working his way up to my heat.

"Fuck." He said, before sticking his tongue out and licking me. I moaned loudly as he continued to lick me all over. His tongue felt amazing against my clit as he sucked on it gently.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck." I moaned as he continued to suck on my clit. He slid his finger inside me and began to pump it in and out of me. His tongue felt amazing against my clit as he sucked on it gently.

"Fuck, Kirk." I moaned loudly as he continued to lick me all over.

"Ohhhh.. Kirk.. baby..." I whined, bucking my hips slightly. Kirk smirked from between my legs.

He used his free hand to snuck around my and hold my hips down.

I was squirming in pleasure. "You’re so wet." He said as he continued to lick me. "You taste so good." He added, taking his finger out of me and replacing it with his tongue. "nghh..." I moaned loudly at the feeling of his tongue darting in and out of me.

He look his tongue out of me, very slowly licking all the way from top to bottom. It was so slow it made me writhe.

"Kirk, please... please Kirk I need you inside of me." I moaned, as good as it felt, I couldn’t wait anymore.

Kirk grinned, as he continued sucking on my sensitive skin.

"Mmm, you want me to fuck you?" He asked. I nodded, but he just continued to tease me. "You want my me inside of you?" He asked again. I whimpered in frustration and tried to push his head away from my pussy, but he was too strong for me.

"Kirk, please. I need you." I pleaded.

"Mmm, you want my dick?" He asked again. "Yes! Please Kirk!" I moaned as he continued to tease me with his tongue and lips. He finally stopped teasing me and started to lick the length of my pussy again, but this time he was faster and more aggressive in his movements.

I was so close to cumming.

He moved his tongue faster and faster, he licked my clit and I finally gave in. "Ohhhh, fuck I'm cumming!" I screamed as my body shook in pleasure.

Kirk slowed, still teasing waver so slightly. "There's what I was looking for" he grinned. "Kirk, please! I need you." He sat up and started to kiss me again as his cock brushed past my swollen pussy lips.

Kirk hovered over me, propping himself up with his one arm. I kissed down his neck. "Okay, are you ready?" Kirk asked gently.

I nodded, "I'm ready." Kirk watched me with carful eyes. "Alright, please tell me if it hurts, okay?"

"I will." I whispered, holding his arm for support.

Kirk smiled, "Okay." I felt his cock slide against my entrance. I gasped as he pressed into me. "Are you okay?" He asked, looking down at me with concern. I nodded and he began to push further in. I moaned as he filled me up completely, his cock stretching my hole to its limits.

"Let me know when I can move" Kirk said softly, his face contorted at the new feeling enveloping his length.

I nodded, taking a second to get used to his size

I felt him twitch and he let out a small moan.

"I'm ready." I said, my voice hoarse. Kirk nodded and began to slowly move in and out of me. I gasped as he pulled back, then moaned as he pushed back in. He kept up this slow pace for a few minutes before picking up the pace slightly.

"Oh my god..." Kirk's head fell into my shoulder, his long curly hair resting over my boobs and neck.

I felt his breath on my neck and it sent shivers down my spine. He started to thrust faster, our bodies slapping together. "Fuck!" he groaned as he kept up the pace. His hands moved from my hips to my breasts, cupping them in his large hands and pinching at the nipples gently.

"Oh god, Kirk," I moaned. My legs were shaking and my toes curled as he continued to fuck into me.

This whole new feeling took over my entire body, as I gripped at Kirk's back. "I love you" Kirk mumbled as the room filled with wet slapping.

"I love you too" I said as I arched my back and moaned.

"Ohhh... Ahh." Kirk whined.

I never wouldn't thought my first time having sex would be this good. And I never thought it would be with Kirk. But god, I'm glad it was.

I was laying on my back, with my legs wrapped around Kirk's waist. I could feel his cock going in and out of me, and it felt so good.

The room was filled with the sound of our moans and the wet slapping of our bodies together.

I was in a state of euphoria, my mind was hazy and I could feel the pleasure building inside me. I had never felt this way before, it was like nothing else mattered except for the feeling of Kirk inside me.

“Oh, fuck!" I moaned. "You feel so good." Kirk groaned in response, his hips moving faster as he fucked me harder. The bed creaked beneath us as we moved together in a rhythm that was both primal and intimate.

I could feel his member throbbing inside me, and the sensation was almost overwhelming.

"Fuck.. you're so pretty..." Kirk moaned, watching me as he brushed some of my hair out of my face.

He looked so good. Never in my life would I have guessed I would ever see Kirk like this. Hovering over me, groaning and thrusting as he lovingly fucked me.

I was so in love with him. "Kirk..." I whimpered, feeling my body quivering as he continued to pump into me. His eyes were closed and his head was thrown back, but I could see the slight smile on his face as he fucked me. Iloved his cute crooked teeth.

I loved his nose. I loved his lips. "Fuck... Kirk..." I moaned, my eyes rolling back as he continued to fuck me with such love and passion.

He was so gentle, but the way he fucked me made it feel like he was taking control of my body and making it do what he wanted.

"Kirk! Oh god your gonna make me cum!" I cried out, feeling that familiar knot forming in my stomach.

"You're gonna cum for me?" he asked, his voice low and sultry. "Yes! I'm gonna cum!" I whimpered, my hips bucking. "I want you to cum all over me." Kirk groaned, his thumb finding my clit.

"Oh god! Oh my god!" I cried out, my body tensing.

My pussy clenched around his cock as I came, the orgasm ripping through me like a tidal wave. "Ohh kirk, I love you..." I gasped, wrapping my arms around his neck. "Just a bit longer... I'm so close.." Kirk whimpered into my ear, his thrusts continuing.

The overstimulation was a lot to take, and it made me writhe in pleasure. I knew he was so close to cumming.

"Oh god, oh my god... I'm cumming!" he cried out, his cock twitching inside me. Kirk quickly pulled out of me, jerking himself off before spurting his seed on my stomach and hip bones. "Ahhh.... Oh.." Kirk shut his eyes, riding out his orgasm.

"Hammett... oh that was so good..." I panted. Kirk fell beside me, locking his fingers with mine.

"God I've been wanting that for so long.." Kirk breathed, kissing my cheek.

"I can't believe we actually just had sex" Kirk chuckled softly.

"I can't believe it either... I never thought you'd be the one to take my virginity" I smiled. "I hope that was okay for you?" Kirk asked, a little worried. "It was more than okay" I reassured him, pulling him into a kiss.

"We should go clean up" Kirk laughed gently, kissing my cheek again.

[yourmidnightlover]

getting it over with - ch 2

pairing: bucky barnes x virgin fem!reader

summary: waking up after accidentally admitting a bit too much to bucky about your lack of action, you reveal that you remember everything.

warnings: kissing, fingering, cunnilingus, nervous!reader, bucky is very tender and a SMOOTH talker in this one, please let me know if i'm missing anything!

w/c: 2k+

a/n: THE LONG AWAITED!! i've been in such a rut lately and am so sorry if this doesn't meet everyone's expectations. i kinda like how it turned out and think it's definitely how classic 40s bucky barnes would treat a lady. anywho, enjoy reading my lovelies!

CHAPTER 1

waking up in your jamie’s arms made you wish you were still asleep. sure, you had cuddled before on movie nights when you had to share a blanket, but this was different. this meant he had chosen to stay, of his own volition. fate didn’t need to step in for him to cuddle you. or maybe you were reading far too much into it. 

regardless, you relished in this rare moment of closeness you had with bucky. his arm was securely around your waist as your head remained on his chest. you let your chin rest on his chest in favor of looking at the face that was now free of his perpetual frown lines. you let your hands move the stray pieces of his hair from his face before he began stirring. his arm gently tightened around you before his left came to hold you as well, leaving you softly laughing at his cuddly tendencies.

“mornin’, doll,” his raspy voice scratched all the right parts of your heart. “sleep well?”

“slept like a baby,” you replied as you plopped your head back down on his chest, the rise and fall of his chest nealy lulling you back to sleep.

“so…” he trailed off. “do you…”

“i remember, jamie,” you were squeamish. he obviously kindly rejected your offer in an attempt to let you keep your dignity, but you couldn’t lie to him. “i-i’m sorry for all that. i never wanted to make you uncomfortable, and clearly, i did.”

“you didn’t make me uncomfortable,” he assured you as you quickly got out of your bed. “y/n,” he called after you as you threw a sweater over your tank top from last night. he stood to meet you, tenderly holding your shoulders so you would get still. “you didn’t make me uncomfortable. the only thing that made me uncomfortable was the fact that you were drunk when you asked me, doll,” now it was him who played with the strands of your hair that were still wild from sleeping. 

“so, if i were to ask you that now, with a sound and sober mind… what would you say?” you avoided eye contact, opting to play with the frayed ends of your sweater. 

“that depends,” he nudged your chin with a curled finger. “i’m gonna need you to ask me first,” he teased. 

you rolled your eyes, “there’s a reason they call it ‘liquid courage’, jamie. sadly, i haven’t had any today.”

“you already know what i’ll say,” he shrugged casually, as if it weren’t practically humiliating what you were asking of him. the depth of desperation you had reached to ask your best friend who you’d loved for so long to do you this ‘favor’. “you know i’d do anything for you.”

“i want you to want me,” now you couldn’t stop looking in his eyes, captivated by the pretty blues you’ve always loved. 

he chuckled, “don’t you know i always have?” 

looking into his eyes, you wanted to believe his sweet, serene words that were dripping from his lips like honey. god, how you wanted a taste of the sickly sweetness that oozed from his presence near you. the attraction that pulled you towards him like he was stronger than any magnet tony had created was somehow amplified any time he looked at you the way he was. you only hoped the attraction wasn’t one sided. sure, he was telling you he’s always wanted you, but that doesn’t mean he wanted you romantically. maybe he just meant he wanted your body. either way, you would have him any way you could. 

“say it,” he urged you. 

“will you be my first, jamie?” you swallowed and looked away from him, somehow still afraid of his answer.

“only if i can be your only, too,” he grasped your waist, pulling you against his chest. 

finally, you broke your eye contact with the floor in favor of his bright blues as he leaned in to press a searing kiss against your lips. in spite of the anticipation of what you had just asked asked him, the kiss was incredibly tender and unrushed.

your tongues danced in sync as if you had done this a million times before. his hands squeezed your waist more as you gently sucked his bottom lip into your mouth.

“you’re pretty good at this,” you giggled as you grabbed onto his forearms. 

“we haven’t even done anything, yet,” your eyes went wide at the insinutaiton. 

“are we-did you want to… now?” 

“no, of course not,” his thumbs began rubbing on your waist over your sweatshirt. “i’m gonna make your first time special, like you deserve. if you want, there are other things we can do now. again, only if you want to.”

“well-uh-what were you thinking about?” your arms rose to his neck, thrown over his shoulders as his grip tightened on your waist.

he lifted you by the waist, signalling for your legs to wrap around his own so he could usher you back to the bed. he gently laid you down, hovering over you before pressing a searing kiss to your cheek, just as gentle as when he laid you down. 

“i’m gonna eat your pretty little pussy, doll,” he gingerly kissed down your torso, making the long trail to your center. 

“you don’t have to if… if y’know, it makes you uncomfortable? i know guys aren’t really into that sometimes,” you rose to your elbows, observing him as he spread your legs further to make room for him. the way his eyes were fixated on you was as if you were the only woman he’d ever seen. 

“uncomfortable?” he scoffed at the thought. “the only thing that’s making me uncomfortable right now is how many clothes we still have on.”

“that can easily be fixed,” you swiftly tore your shirt from your body, revealing yourself to him. his eyes were immediately drawn to your bare chest. 

“fuck,” he breathed. “‘s like you’re trying to kill me, doll.” keeping his place between your legs, his arms trailed up your torso to massage your tits. “so fucking gorgeous.”

you placed your hands on his wrists, encouraging him to continue. “jamie…” you sighed as your head was thrown back. 

“has anyone ever touched you down here, doll?”

you shook your head

“only me?”

“only you,” you swear his eyes darkened by four shades, swallowing his pretty blues into the abyss of his lust.

he moved from his place between your legs to help you remove your shorts and underwear in one swift motion, quickly getting right back to business as soon as he was able to. once he was settled back between your plush thighs, you felt his hands gripping them tightly. 

“such a pretty pussy you’ve got here, baby,” his face was so close to your center you could feel his breath against your skin with every word he said. “can’t believe you’ve kept it from me for so long.” he littered your thighs with kiss after kiss, each time getting closer to your center. 

“please, jamie?” your hands made their way to his hair, gently grasping his hair and tugging to emphasize your need to him.

“please what, doll?” he mocked coyly.

“you know what,” your hips began to rise from the bed, searching for some relief.

“nuh uh,” he moved his head further from where he was, “i wanna hear you say it for me.”

“i-can you-i want you to eat me out please?” you rushed out and squeezed your eyes shut, not being able to see bucky as he finally connected his lips with your center. “o-oh my GOD!” his tongue traced your clit lightly, barely giving you much stimulation but even that was enough to make your legs begin to quivver. 

while his tongue tracing your clit felt absolutely amazing, nothing prepared you for feeling his tongue tracing along your soaking slit before delicately prodding inside of you. 

“holy shit, jamie,” his tongue trailed back to your clit before you felt his finger slowly enter your pussy. your grip in his hair tightened, pulling him even closer to your center. 

he was so passionate about pleasing you, humming into your skin as he felt you tighten around his finger the deeper he went. 

he made sure to wait for you to relax, welcoming the pleasure rather than being surprised by it, before beginning to slowly thrust the single digit in and out of your center.

you tossed your head back against the pillows at the feeling of his long fingers reaching parts of you that you could never reach yourself. 

“fuck!” his finger found the perfect spot inside of you, curling to massage it gently and bring you closer to the edge. you could hear the squelching of your pussy in rhythm with his thrusts in and out of you, and somehow you had no idea that you could be so wet and messy.

you felt him moan against you even more as he brought his metal hand up your torso and begin to squeeze your tits, pinching and pulling your nipple before switching to the neglected breast, simultaniously adding a second finger inside of you. 

he wanted to thank whatever gods existed for allowing him to be in between the safe haven of your thighs in this very moment. the soft plushness of your thighs that cradled his head as your fingers continued to tighten around his locks with every move his tongue made against your clit proved that heaven was real.

it took everything in him to stop jumping the bed like a horny teenage boy, because he knew he would’ve blown a load with how pretty your moans sounded, in spite of your thighs encasing his ears.

“ja-jamie,” you cried to him. “i’m so-so close, please don’t stop! please don’t stop!” you back began to arch off the bed as his ministrations continued, his fingers pounding into your pussy as his lips continued to suck eagerly at your clit. “oh my FUCK, JAMES, YES!” you cried as your hips continued to grind into his face, riding out your orgasm as he refused to cease his actions on your body until you couldn’t take any more and were pulling him away. 

he pressed feather-light kissed up your torso, paying special attention to your neck before he met his lips with yours once more. you sighed into his mouth as your arms were lazily thrown over his shoulders, pulling him even closer to you. 

“that was amazing, jamie,” you heaved as he rested his forehead against yours. “i had no idea i could… y’know, that hard! it was intense…”

“i just ate you out and you still don’t want to say the words?” you shook your head rapidly as you tucked your face into his neck. “you came, y/n. you can say it out loud.” you felt his smile against your skin. “now i can officially say that you’re the sweetest thing ever.”

“jamie!” you shoved his shoulder lazily.

“you’re so cute when you get all flustered,” he brushed some of your hair from your face to watch you biting back your smile. “let me take you out? on a real date. i wanna give you what all the other nimrods ‘ve been to dumb to do themselves. wanna show you what you deserve to be treated like. will you let me show ya, doll?”

“you really wanna take me out?” you furrowed your brows. “i don’t mean that in like the killing way… not that you’d do that! i know that you’d never hurt me, i just phrased it weird and then i kinda got- y’know what? i’m gonna shut myself up this time before i get too stupid to even say the word ‘yes’. so, yes, i would love to go out with you, jamie.” you looked past bucky to avoid the further embarrassment from your incessant rambling.

he chuckled at your embarrassment in spite of being the most intimate you had ever been with anyone with him, you still got tongue tied when he asked you on a date. adorable, he thought as he got up, rushing to the bathroom to grab a washcloth, getting it damp before returning and wiping the mess from between your thighs.

"thank you," you closed your thighs as he sat beside you in bed once more. he lifted your arms so he could push his long forgotten shirt over your head to cover you up.

"any time," he pressed a kiss to your forehead. "how does next friday sound for you, doll?"

tags:

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@cjand10

@stinkerbelle007

@wilsons-striped-ties

@vicmc624

@ladyfreakingda

@kandis-mom

@charmedbysarge

@raelorns21

@hhiggs

[maxidentscene]

skz when they have a little too much to drink

⚘ genre. fluff

⚘ members. ot8

⚘ warnings. mentions of alcohol and intoxication, in no way am I promoting the use of liquor!! pls don’t think I’m encouraging bad behavior, this is entirely fiction lol I also didn’t proofread srry

chan drinks enough to get tipsy, but he’s a talkative tipsy

“I don’t know,” he grumbles to himself in distress, deep in thought as he allows himself to sink into your arms. You have been listening to him rant on and on for the past 15 minutes about the movie he took you to see earlier. “I felt like it had horrible production, you know? It really doesn’t deserve that treatment, the plot is too good to be portrayed so poorly. It was just wasted potential, babe. I don’t know if my standards are too high and if they are, that’s on me, but I just feel like-”

He rambled and you partially listened, knowing that it was probably best to just let him get it out of his system. Once he was set on a topic that really interested him or something that he had a lot to speak on, there was no stopping him

In a way, it was endearing. One of the many things you loved about Chan. There was never a dull moment with him, you couldn’t bite back your smile as you heard his continuous comments about the movie, playing with his hair and adding in the occasional ‘mhm’ when you felt that you’ve been too quiet

“What do you think?” The spotlight was finally on you and you only smiled at him, he was just too cute. For a moment, you pretended to think, which seemed to have actually fooled him as he sat and waited patiently for your answer. He pulled your hand up to his mouth while you pondered, planting a kiss and letting you think

“I think,” you start, pausing a bit to build up that suspense. “I think you’ve had a enough to drink for tonight, Channie.” He wished he could take that hand kiss back, rolling his eyes before starting on another topic

lee know pulls you to the center of the kitchen to dance with him

Casual drinking was one of his favorite ways to wind down whenever he could, so you weren’t surprised to come home to Minho blaring music from the radio on the counter, swaying back and forth with a glass in his hand

“Come here,” he calls with a sing-song tone, reaching for your hand and twirling you towards him once he got ahold of you. The smile on his face made you swoon, the mole on his nose much easier to see now that you were up close and personal

The two of you stayed like this, moving back and forth to the rhythm of the music, naturally letting him take the lead. It wasn’t alcohol that brought this side out of him, but you could tell that it had eased him, made him less tense, helped him live in the moment for just a bit

He whines a little when you break free from him, getting yourself comfortable at the dining table and watching his every move. “Stop crying,” you coo at him, satisfied in the way he kept dancing, putting on a show for you. “I can’t keep up with you, you’re too good.”

“You’re just a quitter,” he corrected you, spinning his way over to you, planting a kiss on your head. “Take some notes while you sit there.”

changbin clings to you like you’re a cuddly stuffed animal

A drastic change from his usual self, Changbin is weirdly quiet as he sips on his drink from across the table. His lips are so plump, his hairs a curly mess and there isn’t a single thought behind his eyes. You find amusement out of sitting across from him and just observing

He senses your staring and looks up at you, mouth open like he has something he wants to say yet no words come out. Instead, he lifts himself out of the chair and drags his feet toward you, tugging at your sleeve and silently asking you to stand up

“Where are you taking me?” You laugh as you allow him to guide you to your bedroom, taking note of the slight stumble in his step and on alert to make sure he doesn’t fall. Truthfully, it isn’t surprising when he tackles you to the bed, wrapping his arms and legs around you

You learned that he was touchy when drunk a long time ago and since then, you mentally prepared yourself for the cuddle sessions that were guaranteed everytime he whipped out an alcoholic beverage. Not that you minded, though. He was always so warm

“Love you,” the tickle of his lips moving had you giggling as he mumbled into your neck, your bodies molded together perfectly. You scratched his back gently, cooing at how sweet he was being and letting him know that you felt the same way

hyunjin is knocked out within 30 minutes

It was Hyunjin’s idea to daydrink together, considering both of your schedules were free for the remainder of the week, which was rare. He referred to it as a ‘special occasion’, you just couldn’t say no when you saw the look in his eyes as he pulled out a bottle of alcohol for the two of you to share

Except you didn’t exactly share, you sipped on some water while he finished half of the bottle himself. He probably would’ve kept going if you hadn’t cut him off, but he listens to you more than he listens to anyone, so he lets it go. The thing about him is that he gets so tired when he’s drunk off of his ass, which is his current state, slumped across the entire sofa with his head in your lap

“You were so excited to celebrate our free time,” you point out as you watch him fight sleep, his eyelids fluttering shut just for him to force them back open. It doesn’t help that your fingers are running through his hair so soothingly, it’s so tempting to just drift off. “What happened to that?”

He looked up at you through his eyelashes, cheeks rosy and lips curled into a smile. “I did celebrate.” He motioned at the bottle sitting on the coffee table, letting out a string of giggles so strong that his body shook with each one. “You interrupted the celebration.”

You didn’t respond, continuing to massage his scalp with your nails. How was he supposed to stay awake while you did something like that? Before too long, light snores could be heard and you knew he was out for the night

han remains loyal and devoted to you

“I have someone waiting for me at home…” are the first words that come out of Jisung’s mouth as you wrap an arm around his body, supporting his weight. He looks at you, a little puzzled as to why you thought what he said was so funny. It was only the truth

You knew that you needed to act fast when you got the call from his friends, begging you to come take him home. His obnoxious yelling could be heard in the background and you could only laugh at how stupid he sounded on the other side of the phone. He was definitely past his limits

“Oh yeah?” You tease him a little more, slowly guiding him to your car, waving goodbye to his friends while focusing on keeping your boyfriend on his feet. It was a miracle just how vulnerable he became when he was drunk

“Yeah…” he sighs, letting you drop him into the passenger seat, keeping a firm grip on your jacket sleeve. His cheeks are all flushed as he stares up at you. “They’re so amazing. You kinda look like them.”

It was one of those moments that you wished you recorded. Maybe it was the bare minimum, maybe everyone should act the way that he is right now, but it made you melt into your seat to know that he always had on you on his mind even when it wasn’t in the right state

felix is the same sweetheart, but incredibly intensified

The boy is normally physically affectionate, a hand on your thigh or his leg tossed on top of yours when you’re sitting on the couch side by side. But when he’s drunk? Felix is on a whole new level. It’s as if he’s been touch starved for several years and skin to skin contact is the only thing keeping him breathing

“Lix,” you call out to him, unsure of whether or not he fell asleep. He had been laying still beside you for a while now, face pressed into your chest, arm lazily snaked across your side. “I need to use the bathroom.”

His hair tickles your collarbone as he shifts to stare up at you, the biggest pout on his face. It’s obvious that he wants nothing more than to just stay glued to you, he almost considers denying you and keeping you here. But, out of the goodness of his pure heart, he flings himself off of you and starts whining into his pillow

You make it fast, hurrying back to ease his loneliness despite being gone for 3 minutes max. He refuses you at first, dramatically shaking off your hand when you place it on his shoulder, but he can’t stay “mad” at you for the life of him. As soon as you cuddle up to him from behind, he melts and becomes putty in your hands

“This better?” You kiss the back of his shoulder and he only sighs in content, too tired and out of it to even respond. It would be embarrassing to open his mouth and have absolute nonsense tumble out of it anyway

seungmin literally doesn’t know what’s going on, is happy to be with you anyways

Seungmin always loves your company, no matter the situation. You are his person and just being around you brings him so much comfort that he can be himself in any setting. This also applies to the nights where you join him to have a few drinks with his friends

You can tell by the way his mouth is gaped open that he’s shitfaced, getting through to him is impossible. “Min, I got us an Uber,” you poke his side to which he jumps out of his skin, nearly falling off of the barstool. It took him three blinks of his eyes to register what you said, simply nodding and fumbling to zip up his hoodie

He hops off the seat with the your help, instantly slinging his arm around your waist as you dismiss yourselves and tell his friends to get home safe. You get along with all of them so well, Seungmin noticed this today and he can only feel himself fill with pride, it almost becomes overwhelming

“You’re so great,” he mumbles, stars littered in his eyes as he stares down at you, fingers gripping your shirt as he tries to stay balanced while waiting for the Uber. “They love you. Everyone loves you. I love you.”

Absolutely smitten. He can barely keep himself standing on his own two feet, he’s incredibly sluggish and every single syllable coming out of his mouth is slurred. Seungmin is out of his mind yet the one thing he can do is shower you with affectionate words and remind you how special you are to him

jeongin splits a snack with you while you sit on his floor

The way he managed to shove an entire poptart into his mouth in one go was impressive, but also concerning at the same time. “Why do you do that?” You laughed at how full his mouth was, resisting the urge to scold him. “You eat like an animal. Aren’t you afraid of choking?”

He doesn’t care, especially right now. Your words are strung together as you speak and they go from one ear out of the other, all he knows is that the poptart is damn good. “Everyone steals my food,” he explains with a heavy pout, leaning to the side until he finally rested his head on your shoulder, searching aimlessly for your hand

You noticed his frantic movement and saved him the suffering, grabbing it before intertwining your fingers. As soon as he felt your touch, he felt grounded, secure. It wasn’t originally in his agenda to get drunk on this Saturday night, but Jeongin liked to be spontaneous every once in a while, so here he sits

It would’ve been a lot worse if you weren’t here in all honestly. He probably would’ve just been alone and in his feelings the entire time, but you light him up in the best way possible. God, was he really an emotional drunk? Out of all of the drunk personalities in the world?

“ Well, sorry to ask, but can I steal your food?” Your question pulls him out of his thoughts, stinging eyes slowly following the direction of your pointed finger and landing on the other poptart in the pack. He laughs to himself before handing it to you

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I'm so sorry if you actually aren't taking requests I am a little confused as English is not my first language I'm still learning as I go

could I request for kokichi and nagito for a s/o that's emotionally sensitive, cries alot and comes off as clingy and really enjoys simple physical touch like hand holding and pats, stuff like that generally (thank you if you can and so sorry if you closed requests for all)

Kokichi and Nagito With a Sensitive S/O

Series: Danganronpa.

Characters: Kokichi and Nagito.

Genre: Fluff.

Reader: Gender Neutral.

Notes: Don't worry! Your English is fine! Honestly English is my first language and sometimes I can't even write or speak it lmao.

Kokichi

This little...well at first like anyone else he would trick and play pranks on you. When he first played a prank on you he expected you to be confused or annoyed. He well...he didn't think you would end up crying because of the prank.

Because of this, he ended up feeling pretty guilty about it. So pranks were something he wouldn't do to you. Well, he'd still prank Miu, Gonta, Shuichi, and the others.

So instead he'd tease you! Not nearly as bad as a prank so this would be fine right? Well, it seems not you'd also get upset from the teasing as well. What a horrible boyfriend always making you cry smh. 🙄

But over time he'd come to realize this was just how you were and to keep the pranks and teasing to a minimum or stop all altogether if that's what you wanted. However, in his heart he couldn't stop teasing you he just had to see your cute flustered face!

I feel like Kokichi would at first act annoyed by how clingy you are. But in truth, he loves it oh so much. He loves how you feel comfortable and safe to hold hands and hug him.

In truth, it probably also made him a little overprotective of you. But seeing your smile and just the fact you've stuck with him. Means the world to him and he wants nothing more for you to be safe and happy.

Nagito

"Huh? Why would want to hug trash like me?" This mf I swear it never stops with him 🙄. He knows you're clingy but he still doesn't understand as he puts it to hug. "Trash like me."

(Tbh he should know the answer because he's your boyfriend!) Even though Nagito says things like this he loves how clingy you are with him. Plus in my opinion, he'd be great to cuddle with just look at that hair! It's so soft!

I feel like if you don't see Nagito for a while or if he's with his friends. You can get pretty jealous and even more clingy! If he is talking with someone you'll go up and hug him from behind.

Honestly, if you were to cry or ever feel insecure Nagito wouldn't allow you to feel that way for long. You're his S/O you're amazing and are such a great person! He'll love you no matter what so don't be afraid to tell him anything.

In his eyes, you're an angel and he thanks his luck he was able to be with you. If you ever are feeling down have no fear Nagito is here! He wants you to be happy so if you're feeling down he can be just as clingy!

Of course, he'll get cuddly with you and get you whatever you want! Just ask as long as it's for it's worth it. "You look wonderful today angel. I know trash like me doesn't deserve it but can I have a kiss?"