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musicprincess1990 · 1 year
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Goddammit... I didn't need another obsession...
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Estrid Erling (Symbiosis RO)
Name: Estrid Erling
Alias: N/A
Age: 19
Nationality: South African/Norwegian
Power Set: N/A
Status: Civilian
Born in Norway to her loving parents Estrid became an orphan at the age of thirteen when her parents were collateral damage in a battle between a hero and villain. With her only living relative being her aunt, Estrid was forced to move to Canada to live with the relative she had not seen in years. Her aunt, Amari, dove into being a parent head first and did everything she could to provide for her niece, but for the first few years Estrid kept her distance, doing her best to push away anyone who showed her even a little affection. In her mind she was protecting herself from losing more loved ones. However her aunt was tenacious and eventually got Estrid to open up to her. This led to Estrid agreeing to therapy and she finally began to heal.
While Estrid always had high grades in school she chose to find a job immediately after graduation in order to help her aunt who had struggled to provide her with a life since she moved to Canada to live with Amari, despite her aunt's protests. Estrid still lives with her aunt in their small house in a bad part of Aeon Falls where she has a pair of german shepherds named Kiki and Bruno who she dotes on and anyone who wants to pursue a relationship with her will need to accept the dogs are a part of the package. They will also need to get past Amari who is very protective of the niece she has come to consider her own daughter.
Estrid is a huge geek and adores playing tabletop games, watching anime, reading, and when she has a free moment writing short stories. When someone is willing to listen she can go on for hours about her favorite games, shows, and books, she's even willing to read her stories to people she cares about.
Appearance: Unlike both her parents Estrid is fairly short, coming only to 5’3` and is a little chubby. It’s not her dark brown hair or gorgeous brown eyes that draw people’s attention though, it’s her smile. Her smile is capable of lightening anyone's day and making things seem just a bit better.
Abilities Vast knowledge of anime and various tabletop games Seemingly unlimited energy Can make anyone feel better, no matter the situation
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foreverautumn89 · 1 year
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Came across yet ANOTHER post about the bra picture again in the Jonathan tag: Basically it said 'I don't understand how Nancy could kiss Jonathan on the cheek/forgive him for the bra picture':
Because unlike the fans, Nancy understood that the picture of her in her bra was taken on accident as there was only one pic taken and he immediatley turned away and he wasn't actually being a pervert like Steve and so many of the fans make it out to be. He did one thing wrong unintentionally in his entire life-and Nancy understood that. In fact my appreciation for Nancy Wheeler grows everytime I see a post like this because she can forgive a mistake unlike the fans and see all the good in Jonathan that other people ignore and knows that the goods in him far outweigh all the bad/that one time he accidentally did something wrong.
I'm sick of finding Jonathan dislike/hate stuff in the Jonathan tag. We really need to create another tag to sort the anti-Jonathan people from the pro-Jonathan people.
I'm sick of having the same repeated conversation every single day. Having to defned him on this same subject every single day. The people that keep saying this stuff-You do understand it, you just don't want to understand it.
Jonathan wasn't being a pervert. He took that one picture on accident. He didn't know she was going to take her shirt off. He didn't not stalk her or follow her there and act like a creepy weirdo. He accidentally came upon her and the party that was going on. Nancy knows Jonathan and knows that he is a good guy who has spent his life devoted to taking care of everyone else and putting others wants and needs ahead of his own and all hes done his entire life was just play mommy and daddy to his baby brother and all he cares about is taking care of Will.
So while you are all like 'eww I'd definitely have kept my distance from that guy'. I'm the opposite. I can understand how Jonathan only has ever done one thing wrong in his life and that it was done on accident btw.
I'd love to date an adorable little gumdrop that devotes his life to taking care of his baby brother and sister, that doesn't conform to societys rules and believes in being true to yourself always chooses love over power, that is selfless and kind, and all the trauma and pain he experienced doesn't make him cold towards people its the opposite, all that pain just made him kinder…. ext ext
Just thank god for people like Nancy Wheeler. Thank you Nancy for not being like the fans of this show and holding the one thing Jonathan did wrong on his life on accident against him and seeing all the good in him.
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gennianydots · 1 year
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can we talk about Prom for a second? like how he’s the cutest bean I have ever seen?like how i want to adopt him? and give him a hug? and give him little forehead kisses? he deserves so much love 💕
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anticrazed · 2 years
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Hiker my beloved
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kaleidoscopeminds · 2 years
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Happy Birthday Meg <3
here, have some cake with a bunch of British baked goodies!!
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i tried to draw the baked stuff the way they looked but i really don't know if some of them are identifiable enough skhfszdx
anyway i hope you had a good birthday 💕
adi 😭😭😭 this is soooo cute ilysm thank you!!! i love all of the cake 🍰 💖💖💖
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esfordays · 6 months
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Watching miss fisher again, and I can’t stop laughing oh my god
The constant underlying sexual tension is very funny to me
And the romance seems so natural it’s actually kind of nice
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imsaaaaaad · 7 months
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I genuinely feel so lucky to have my cat Bella. She has gotten me through so much and is such a powerful little force in my life.
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archeronlochan · 9 months
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one of my favorite pieces of fanon is dick being the older brother that’s like “my siblings can do no wrong. they are angels”
just dick praying for a sibling, Bruce adopting 6 other chaos monsters, and dick being like “they’re perfect!”
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Jason: *unalives a trafficker*
Dick: “I’m so proud of you! Have a cookie”
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Tim: *hacks into the league and destroys almost everything*
Dick: “What a cutie! You’re doing so well”
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Cass: *does literally anything*
Dick: “how adorable!”
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Stephanie: *makes a man wish he was never born*
Dick: “you tell him baby!”
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Duke: *starts another gang*
Dick: “little cinnamon roll too good for this world”
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Damian: *threatens someone within an inch of their life*
Dick: “awwww look at my little babybat”
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izuke-the-zombie · 4 months
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🌸Sorry for the long ass absent guys 🫠 family and holidays have been crazy😮‍💨
I recently came across this short monkie kid wild West AU fanfic
It's short but it's really good, And it sort of got me in the mood to sketch or at least redraw the two mystic monkeys cowboy outfits again
I really wasn't sure whether to give Mac, purple boots or just black boots you can kind of see it in the first pick faded Mac.
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🌸🐎🐴✨But I don't think I've seen anyone draw them with horses or write something about it, so I'm going to be the first one to do it! (I don't know how to draw them sitting on horses, so bear with me here.)😗💦 I know I put the scar on the wrong side of the Smokey Horse. My bad, let's just pretend it's on the right side.LOL😅🪷
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😽💕I headCannon that when those two summon their horses together, they get really affectionate. The sheriff's horse is more like a big old golden retriever, playful and mischievous, and rarely ever listens to its owner. While over here, Mac's is more well-behaved and obedient, and they can get quite sassy sometimes. I'm not sure what to call it. It's hard to separate those two, so they try not to summon them at the same time.
They're also very affectionate to the monkeys especially the opposite ones.🐶🐎✨💕
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😄I want a scenario where they let the horses stay instead of just poofing them out of existence so MK/MEI can play with the horses just a bit longer since they were begging them by giving them the puppy dog eyes (especially on Mei's side; she's a horse girl fan), and after a long while, the sheriff notices that his horse Nimbus was acting a little more strange and protective over the Smokey horse, letting them eat first, and just never leaving their side. All sorts of strange behavior on the Nimbus side. All he ever notices from the shadow horse is that they were a little sluggish, but he doesn't think too much of it.😗🤠🐵
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🌟Until one day, BAM! This little cutie came into the world as a precious, adorable little cinnamon roll, prancing around like it owns the world.🧁😽🌎✨
🐎There's stupidly protective over this little guy.👿😡🦄🐴☀️🌙🌠
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🐴And there's a huge problem. This little guy is clumsy as heck. He's new and everything, so of course he is, but he likes to adventure out without his horsey parents knowing or anyone else, and he loves playing games like tag his favorite, but because he's so clumsy, he causes damage that MK or his mentors have to fix, so everyone has to be on high alert and watch over the little rascal. LMAO 🐎🍼💥💕✨
🌸I hope you enjoyed this, I certainly had fun drawing this I wish there was more wild West monkeys fics there's some freaking cute💕✨
💥Aaaah! I love these freaking cow monkeys 😆💖
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churipu · 3 months
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Hiii!! I can ask for jjk men (your choice!) with a girlfriend who doesn't look like it but is like super strong! ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ I have a love for those types of characters<3 thanks in advance!
I hope you are getting better ❤️‍🩹
jjk men & their "looks like a cinnamon roll but could kill" you gf
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featuring. gojo satoru, toji fushiguro, nanami kento x fem! reader
warnings. cursing
note. anonnn <33 i absolutely love this one, i have so many speculations for different characters about this request omg, thank you for requesting love, i hope this one is up to par, much love xoxo (and i am feeling so much better now, thank you for checking up on me). OH AND GUESS WHAT? u don't understand how thankful i am to reach 300+ followers in the first week??? u guys rock, ilysm
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GOJO SATORU. i feel like he'd feel so betrayed after finding out how you're very strong?? one second he's looking away and then the next second, he looks back and a curse is ready to pounce on you. he grits his teeth when he realizes that — but before he could even do anything, there you were, sending out a strong punch that leaves a gust of wind as a cherry on top.
gojo could only stare at you, jaw dropped. all he could think of was how on earth did you do that and how could someone so...cute and adorable like you send out that kind of punch. honestly, on one side he felt so betrayed to only know of your power now — but on the other side, he's so damn proud of you.
after all of that, you still managed to send him your most innocent smile as if you didn't just almost possibly created a hurricane with that punch of yours. skipping happily and then throwing yourself onto the male, "satoru!"
"you never cease to surprise me, baby." he chuckles.
and you blinked at him innocently, a little confused at what he's talking about. at first gojo thought you were just pretending not to know, but when he realized that you actually didn't know, it dawned upon him that maybe you didn't even realize how strong you actually are.
"y/n, you just obliterated a curse."
"oh. oh. yeah! i did."
yeah, you definitely weren't aware of your own strength. which surprised gojo even more.
TOJI FUSHIGURO. he's always thought that protecting you was one of his main duty, and believe me when i say that toji is always on guard for anything that could possibly send harm your way. feral animals, harmful plants, annoying babies, curses, anything he finds annoying — he just assumes you don't like them either.
despite not having a cursed energy, toji is strong. anyone would agree with that. so when he settled in with you, someone who radiates such loving and gentle aura, toji made it his job to keep you out of harm's way.
but apparently, you've got that under covered.
being in a relationship meant going out on dates occasionally, right? however, some people do not understand the meaning of "i have a boyfriend" and it annoys you. so when toji was away to fetch a few things and you were left alone, a stranger felt like it was the best time to hit on you.
"saw ya' from a couple of minutes ago, thought you're cute. we should hang out."
obviously the word "no" didn't work as he kept on bothering you, and you do know how people react when they don't get what they want sometimes? they just plain out throw words to boost up their ego and deny their own embarrassment. it's funny.
"whatever. ya' aren't that cute anyways." everything began out as an exchange of words — until anger consumes the best out of them. the male got ready to swung his hand on you.
and believe me when i say that toji was having the time of his life watching you exchange angry words with the guy, until he saw the male raise his hand. toji was about to drop everything and come to your rescue, but stopped when you smacked the stranger across his face harshly it sent him stumbling over his own feet.
toji chuckled lightly, although surprised. that day, i swore he promised himself not to get on your bad side (also, he thought it was pretty hot of you). he told you he'd been watching from afar, and was so ready to be your knight in shining armor.
apparently, you are your own knight in shining armor.
NANAMI KENTO. for the longest time, nanami has stood his ground in defending you from malices and curses. some of the people do not like the idea of you and him together, especially girls who failed to obtain his attention (obviously). and he'd always be the one to tell them to piss off and not to butt in his relationship.
you were just a normal businesswoman working normal office hours, and nanami — well, he's a pretty busy man. but he has made himself visible to your work environment a couple of times, mostly because you were clumsy enough to forget your bento box that you made for yourself before going to work.
and apparently that few times was enough to make girls swoon over your boyfriend. honestly, you could care less. you trust nanami. but things went rock bottom when this one particular girl, a co-worker who was obviously jealous of you. and she doesn't hesitate in showing that to you.
"accidentally" spilling coffee on you, "accidentally" stepping on your foot with her heels, "accidentally" bumping into you, "accidentally" elbowing your head when she walks by. just everything in an attempt to get a reaction out of you so she could possibly play the victim card.
you brushed her every attempt off, although it bothered you quite a bit. but your last straw was when she "accidentally" ruined the report you've been working on for the past week, sacrificing your rest and sweat for it — only for her to dump down a cup of iced macchiato on it the day you were supposed to hand it in to your boss.
you've just had enough of her, and this was not something you can brush off like her other "accidents" because this report would affect your position in the company (and possibly get you fired). but at this point, do you even care? no, no you don't.
"so, is this the part where i hit her?" you ask another co-worker who was there in the room when everything happened, and they nervously shook their head, "really? i feel like this is the part where i do."
so when you did send a punch to her jaw, your other co-workers were quick to run find help (your boss). and all it took was one punch to make the girl wobble weakly, her knees buckling.
oh, and your boss wasn't too happy about your resort in violence, especially in the work area.
"i don't care, i'm fired anyways." you took off the company's id card that was hanging from around your neck and tossed it onto the table before packing your bag to leave.
your boss wasn't the only unhappy one, you were too. and nanami as well.
"it isn't my fault, kento."
"i know, darling. i'm not saying it's your fault, i'm just surprised...that's all."
well, that was the first time you've ever threw a punch to someone. and the first time you've ever been fired, so yes. it is a surprise to nanami, but to you? you were expecting it sooner or later with the pace of how that co-worker was going in with her shenanigans.
"she was pushing it."
nanami was silently proud of you for being able to defend yourself though, "well, at the end of the day, you won the fight. right?"
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foreverautumn89 · 1 year
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@lovipop2049https://www.tumblr.com/lovipop2049/701784136712683520/yeah-el-and-jonathans-sibling-relationship-is-so
I just don't like how Jonathan became 'that guy Nancy is dating' instead of having his own storyline. The whole reason I kept watching after S1 was to see more adorable scenes between Jonathan and Will and we still hardly have any.
I know I'm just gonna bawl my eyes out when he dies and it really sucks because the majority of the fandom is cheering it on and wants him to die, so thats not helpful either and makes me feel alone here. But yes hes definitely going to die protecting Will and/or El and its going to break me especially seeing Will's, Hopper's, and Argyle's reactions to it.
I know-Jonathan FINALLY gets the family he deserves, the father he deserves, the best friend he deserves and then hes going to get brutally murdered by some psycho who is obsessed with clocks. How is that fair?
Well on the subject of Steve-I thought this was going to be the season where Steve finally confessed to Jonathan that he was in love with him-but then that just made me sad thinking about Steve's reaction. I actually have a post about it-once again its another post that I never posted-about how sad its going to be that Steve spent the last few years of his life changing his ways/bettering himself all to be worthy of Jonathan's love-and then shortly after he tells Jonathan the truth, Jonathan dies saving his little brother.
This is the very watered down version of that post. Its harder to stomach when you get the full picture but could you imagine that? You spend the past how many years trying to come to terms with your sexuality and improving yourself and get the courage to tell someone how you feel and then you don't even get a chance to be happy with them? They get killed by some psycho.
So Steve's reaction to Jonathan's death would actually be the hardest for me, but then again maybe I'm just a crazy person reading way too much into Steve's storyline. I should really find that document I have about Steve's reaction to Jonathan's death…I feel like the above doesn't do it justice about how sad and devastating it would actually be.
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sunboki · 3 months
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merry christmas to everyone that celebrates! gonna drop this off…
what about dad! minho baking cinnamon rolls with his little girl. PLEASE.
it’d be a lazy morning, a day he finally got to take work off and spend time with the two loves of his lives. of course, his baby wakes up just as early as he does — both of them nearly cracking up while trying to carefully tip toe out of your room without waking you up.
while Minho ties the apron around his waist, he turns around, met with the cutest sight of his daughter surrounded by kitties, Soonie and Doongie purring their delight as the toddler giggles.
he’d scoop her up in his arms, bringing her face up to his own to touch noses and hear that adorable laugh — just like yours.
her grabby hands too tempting to resist, he fastens the curious girl on his shoulders, humming the sweetest “Want Daddy to cook something?” to which she replies an eager “Cinammon rolls!”
And who is Minho to deny her of her precious cinnamon rolls?
So, the chef and his mini chef get to work, her fingers gently holding onto his hair as he maneuvers through the kitchen, hands periodically tapping her legs to ensure she’s safe (a habit).
Nevertheless, your heart utterly melts upon witnessing your husband gently teach her the ropes of making her favorite breakfast, answering all of her eager questions and reaching up here and there to pop a bit of the sugary goodness into her mouth.
Sure, there was doubt upon first starting a family, but as you watch, whether it’s how you can sense that newfound protectiveness he’s developed or the way he’s always interested in whatever she loves to do, there’s no other person who fit the role better.
sunboki, may 2022 ©
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hoshigray · 10 months
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Having thoughts about Toji crushing on a cutie little cinnamon roll. Maybe they go on a few dates before he finally gets her home with him, and just as things are heating up he realizes oh, she’s a virgin. That doesn’t mean he’s not interested, but it changes how he wants to go about it.
Noonie, yeeeeeeeeessss!!! I had the dumbest grin while reading this in my inbox teheheee~ Longer than I intended but what the hell lol hope you like it!!
Cw: dom! Toji x fem!reader - age gap (the reader is at least in their 20s and in college; Toji is around mid-30s) -missionary position - unprotected sex (PSA: wrap it up, or get the fuck up) - ass grabbing - pussy eating - biting (Toji bites your ears) - edging (fem! receiving) - pet names (angel, baby, cutie, sweetheart, mama, princess) - clitoral play - light comedy bc I do[n't] think I'm funny. Wc: 2k
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"Ready, baby?"
Your body goes rigid, fingers playing with the hem of your shirred frilled cami romper. A shaky sigh seethes from a wary smile. "Yes." The man in front of you grins before opening the door to his place, and you enter to your doom.
Toji has been courting you for quite some time. It started with small greetings when he visited the café where you work for his usual order of black coffee. Then those greetings slowly evolved into casual chit-chat, prompting Toji to ask you out because he couldn't resist your kindhearted aura.
How could he when his day instantly brightens when you flash your gorgeous smile every time you see him? Or when you always give him a call or text anytime you return to your dorm after hanging outside campus grounds. And when you're done with work, you let him drive and drop you off at your dorm. But that's because he always stays at the café until you get off: watching you welcome customers who enter the space, offering free treats to kids, or giving him a tiny smile from the other side of the shop whenever you catch him staring. Makes him snicker like an idiot.
But his favorite moment with you was the first time you two kissed on your third date. Oh, Toji could replay the scene all fucking day. With your eyes lidded, lips quivering and gripping onto his leather jacket as the man peppered you in kisses, he adored your display of pleasure. And it was even more adorable when you nervously bid him goodnight before entering your dorm room.
It was entertaining how he was the only one that made you — his cute little darling — so shy whenever he came too close. So much so that it turned him on, his desire to have you under him waxing inside him day by day. Except he doesn't, choosing to wait for the perfect time.
And now, when he finally has you where he's been dying to have you, Toji's allowed to indulge in your charm personally. There are shudders of anticipation around him as he kisses you on the couch, his big hands roaming over your form. A deep chortle vibrates his throat when he bites your bottom lip, resulting in a shivering whimper from your swollen lips. Oh, he's going to enjoy every second of this.
But as someone on the other side of the makeout session, you found yourself in an unpleasant position. Not because you didn't want to be here smacking lips with Toji, oh no. He was a great kisser, taking your breath away simply by his lips. No, the real problem was more personal.
Something so personal that it has your brows trench as Toji's hands snake down to your butt, kneading it like putty. Wait a minute...
"Mmmm, Toji, please wa—"
"Shhhh," he hushes you with kisses down your neck. "Taste so good, angel."
Something very personal that your eyes are towed shut when he creeps a hand inside through the bottom of your romper, a warm palm groping the soft flesh of your ass. Wait, wait, wait!
Something extremely personal that you gasp sharply when you feel two fingers sneak past your panties. WAIT!!!
You push Toji off you in haste, and the older man stops with his hands up defensively. He looks at you with confusion, tilting his head to examine what's wrong. You squeak and throw apologies his way. "I'm so so sorry! I'm-I'm just...umm...."
It takes a few seconds for Toji to piece everything together, with the way you're talking in quiet mumbles, your hands fidgeting with your romper again, and your eyes downward to avoid his gaze. His head straightens with eyes slightly wide. Is...Is she a—
"Are you a virgin, sweetheart?" Another muffled squeak confirms his suspicions, and you nod with hesitance.
What were you thinking pushing him off!? If you're gonna have your first time with anyone, why not be the man you're attracted to? But then again, it is YOUR first time!! In humiliation, you cover your face with your hands, the phone call you had with your best friend earlier replaying in your head ("Get it, girl! You either die a virgin or live long enough to get some good dick in your life." "That's the worst way to reference that movie!" "What-the-fuck-ever, go get that dick!!")
You can hear a chuckle from the man, and your eyes shut as you descend further into embarrassment. Oh God, I should've taken my dumbass home so I didn't have to deal with this later and cry myself to—
Your train of thought grinds to a halt when Toji pulls you into his chest. "Oh c'mere, ya cutie." He rubs circles on your back. "Did my lil' angel save herself up fr' me to deflower?"
"No, you perv!" He barks out a laugh above you, not helping this situation. "I just...I-" You try to retort, but the way he looks at you with a sly look and playful grin has your stomach flip. Why's he so goddamn handsome!? "I was just....never ready."
He hums pensively, still rubbing your back. He stays quiet for a while, and you don't bother fixing that while resting on his chest. He doesn't say anything until a minute later. "Think yr' ready now?"
"I don't know? Kinda scared..." You're honest. "But I...I really wanna do it with you, Toji."
"Then, do ya trust me?"
"Yeah, I do."
"Well, in that case," Toji carefully pushes you off him before he hoists you up bridal style. The swift motion catching by surprise as you hurriedly wrap your arms around his neck before he starts walking. Amused, he kisses your cheek. "Don't worry a thing, princess. Gonna take care of ya real good."
You gulp as your face goes hot. Oh, I definitely should've stayed my ass home...
Yeah, you definitely should've.
Fifteen minutes in, your senses are already clouded by the lapping motions of Toji's tongue on your vulva. You're lying on his bed, your figure writhing and back arching from the commotion between your legs. You tried to contain yourself by concealing your moans, yet your lips let the pornographic noises fly.
The last fifteen minutes have been spent preparing you for the big event. Toji started by fingering your hole, making you adjust to having a foreign limb within you. When you were wet enough, one digit became two, and you grabbed ahold of his shirt as he did his expert work on your soaking chasm.
Now in your nude, you let the man continue to prep you, his hands holding onto your legs with your pussy out for him to see, for him to toy with his wet muscle between your folds and drinking your essence.
"Ahhhh-Haaaah! T-Tojiii," you look so out of it, your head squirming around the pillow beneath you and your words slurred. You've already come two times; what more does this man need for you to be ready? "Oh God, it's too much fer mee, 's too muuch!"
A sharp cry exits your mouth when the man licks your clitoris, his deep forest green eyes peer up to look at you. He snickers, "C'mon, mama, you know I gotta have my girl ready to take in all of me." He flicks his tongue on your bud, and another yelp escapes your lips. "Lemme finish up here, 'kay?"
And he goes back to finishing you up, his hands grabbing you by the hips to bring you closer to his ravenous mouth. You clutch tufts of his raven hair, and his name comes out in incoherent babbles.
Your eyes start to water as your head gets dizzy with the raunchy noises from down south. Your cold sweat contrasts with your hot bare form, and the throbbing sensation between your legs festers under your skin.
Beads of sweat scroll down your forehead. You're close to release. "Hngg! Toji, I'm gonna cu-cummm!"
Suddenly, Toji removes from your legs, leaving you and your pulsing slits to the substituted cold air. You whine for your neglected orgasm that withers away, propping yourself up to beg him to give you what you want. But your breath hitches before you can make a complaint.
Toji is off his bed, withdrawing his shirt and jeans, freeing his cock from his boxer briefs. You can't help but stare at the member before you. Following the trail of hair from his lower abdomen, his erection sprung up with precum oozing out. Compared to your fingers or toys, his dick is way beyond your comprehension in length and girth.
Oh, to die from the first dick you've ever taken. How poetic.
Toji notices you ogle at his shaft, sneering as he returns to the bed. "Like what ya see, cutie?" You chew on your lip when Toji props your legs around his waist, a hand used to position his shaft to your leaky entrance. "Gonna start real slow, so take some deep breaths fr' me, 'kay baby?" You nod, internally bracing yourself for what's about happen.
The head of his cock touches your slit, and you jolt. "Relax, baby. It's gonna hurt if you're tense like that." He coaxes, your breathing securing you from the intrusion. He watches you; with each exhale, he pushes himself. The unfamiliar limb prying in your vagina and the pain you're experiencing is like no other. But you bite down on your lip to push through.
When the tip makes it in, you gasp. Gradually, Toji pushes his member further into you, stretching your tight hole to accommodate his girth. You try to compose yourself with even breaths, but you shriek when you feel his length brush against your G-spot. When the base kisses your cunt, Toji gives you a few minutes to adapt to him. "How ya feelin'?"
"So full..." You look at him with brows scrunched, eyes hooded, and tears streaming down your pretty face.
"Hmm, I bet." He wipes your tears with the rough pads of his fingers before slowly thrusting into you. You grip his shoulders for support, your pussy tightening around his length while your legs cage him. "Oooooh, Christ, you're so tight, mama. Drivin' me fuckin' crazy."
And you're about to be driven crazier when his hips pick up the pace, his dick hitting your sweet spots with precision. It's so surreal finally experiencing your first time, especially with Toji. Maybe it's because he's older and more experienced, but whatever expectations you had up until this point have been blown out of the water. The slap of his pelvis on your slick-coated folds fills his room, his throaty groans sound way too good to the ears, and his hot kisses on your lips make you melt. It all feels so electrifying.
Just when you thought you were undergoing it all, Toji slithers a hand down to your clitoris and swipes up and down on the pearl with his thumb. A choked sob leaves puffy lips, "T-Toji, I'm so close. Please, please, please, let me—Oh God."
"Hnnmph, oh shit—" He's close, too. He bends down to nibble on your ear yet licks the pain away. "I know, sweetheart. Come on me." His thrusts then go faster, a merciless tempo you were unprepared for. Shrieks go higher as your orgasm climbs up, and it hits you hard when Toji's fingers play with your clit again. Your climax sends shivers up your spine, your tender walls pulsating on Toji's cock.
And the older man pulls his dick out of your sensitive cunt, letting his come spill onto your stomach. It looked so lewd yet deliciously attractive, especially with him heaving on top of you with his black bangs sticking to his forehead.
When you two calm down, Toji scans your disheveled appearance and chuckles. "Damn, yr' gonna have me addicted to ya, princess." Your stomach was wiped off with a towel that Toji had on hand as you giggled aimlessly.
"Wanna go again?"
"......yes?" You avoid eye contact and turn away bashfully. He chortles and kisses your cheek once more.
"So fuckin' cute."
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leclerc-hs · 3 months
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pairing: charles leclerc x nanny!reader (fem) summary: in which you bake cookies with charles and his daughter but still end up on your knees warnings: some cute fluff?, 18+, slight smut, oral (m-receiving), bad french (please correct me!!! i don't speak french), not proofread word count: 1,342 author's note: merry christmas eve (ya filthy animals) lmaooo. also loling at the title. leaving this here for y'all. single dad Charles has me in a complete chokehold. this is not a part 2, just a little Christmas themed drabble if you wanna call it that. if you didn’t read THIS yet, then go do it.
french edits made by @dannyramirezwife !!! (my angel)
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THE AIR WAS filled with the sweet scent of pine and cinnamon, instantly putting you in a festive mood as soon as you arrived today. Soft, twinkling lights adorn the walls and windows, casting a warm and inviting glow throughout the space. Throughout the apartment, the sound of classic Christmas tunes plays softly in the background.
The kitchen, where all three of you stood, was pure chaos. Bowls varying sizes are strewn across the countertops, each bearing the remnants of different stages of the baking process. A mixing bowl, its sides smeared with sticky remnants of cookie dough, sits next to a flour-dusted measuring cup. Multiple trays of already baked cookies, sat cooling atop the stove. It truly was a mess.
“Papa! Vous ne pouvez pas manger ça!” You can’t eat those! She exclaimed in fits of laughter. Her face was absolutely covered in ingredients. No doubt from sneaking licks of cookie dough and frosting when she thought that nobody was looking. Flour coated her hands and arms, and some had found its way to her rosy cheeks.
“Ils sont pour le Père Noël!” They’re for Santa! You agreed with her. Swatting him with one of the Christmas themed hand towels that was nearby, before returning to decorating the cookies that lay in front of you.
Charles emitted a resounding gasp, skillfully weaving of feigned anguish. His reaction unfolded with a theatrical flair; a symphony of emotion portrayed through a dramatic hand gesture that traversed the journey of his fist to his chest. It mimicked the palpable sensation of being struck, an artful display of simulated injury. “Un autre homme reçoit tout cela?” Another man gets all of these?
With an indulgent smile, you playfully orchestrate a slow, deliberate roll of your eyes in response to his theatrics. Unfazed by the charming display, you redirect your attention solely to the task at hand – meticulously adorning the remaining cookies with festive embellishments. The ambiance in the room becomes a delightful blend of shared amusement as you all work hard finishing them all.
Charles soon excused himself to his bedroom to gather a call regarding some car testing that happened earlier this week. 
As you were on the verge of releasing a hearty sigh, ready to vocalize your exhaustion, your attention diverted to the drowsy four-year-old near you. Her delicate features were gently pressed against the countertop, closed in the embrace of slumber. A wave of endearment washed over you. Suppressing a giggle, you marveled at the sheer adorableness of the scene, momentarily setting aside your fatigue to savor the precious sight before you.
Tenderly, you gathered her into your arms, cradling her like a precious bundle. With each careful step echoed through the familiar path leading to her room, where the soft glow of ambient light revealed the traces of a day well spent.
Arriving at her bed, you marveled at the cherubic expression on her face. Softly, you attempted to wipe away the remnants of flour that adorned her tiny arms and face, a silent acknowledgment of the shared joy in the day’s baking escapade. Deciding that it was best to let her sleep than to wake her to bathe her now. The sheets could always be washed later. In that quiet moment, you sat on the floor beside her bed, just smiling at her. The room became a sanctuary, where the gentle act of care echoed the love woven into the fabric of the night.
Unbeknownst to you, Charles stood silently in the doorway, quietly observing the intimate scene before him. A swell of emotion gripped his heart as he beheld the tender scene – there you were, alongside his daughter, the warmth of familial connection radiating from your shared moments. In that unspoken exchange, a poignant desire filled his heart, longing for the sense of family that seemed to effortlessly bloom in your presence. His heart was full of want for you.
“Sugar crash?” His voice, soft and unexpected, caught you off guard, prompting an instinctive flinch. As you turned your head, you found Charles slowly approaching, his tall figure standing gracefully behind where you were seated. His captivating green eyes remained fixed on you, their beauty holding a silent intensity, never once wavering from your presence. 
“Oui,” you softly smiled. “Je devrais aller nettoyer,” I should go clean up. You stood to your feet as Charles pressed a soft kiss to his sleeping girl and brushed her hair out of her face.
Back in the kitchen, it truly looked like a tornado had hit the room. Standing amidst the culinary chaos, you contemplated where to even begin when, suddenly, a pair of hands playfully seized your waist, diverting your attention.
“Tu me rends fou,” You drive me crazy.
His lips pressed softly into the swell of your neck, his tongue pressing against your cookie batter covered skin. “Tellement doux,” So sweet.
Your stomach clenched with butterflies as he spun you around, holding you close to him. Slowly, he brings his index finger to the corner of your mouth, wiping a speck of dough off you and bringing it to your lips.
He doesn’t even need to tell you before your opening your mouth, wrapping your tongue around his finger to lick it off. You stare up at him in the process, witnessing the color of his eyes darken as you release his finger with a ‘pop’.
“Je te rends toujours folle?” Still drive you crazy?
You observed the Adam’s apple in his neck bobbing with a pronounced gulp. The veins in his neck stood out prominently, evidence of his teeth being clenched.
You slowly made your way to your knees, trailing your hands down his body, feeling his taut muscles through the confines of his sweatpants. You skillfully looped your fingers into his waistband, pulling them down to free his hard length. Not too far away, was some spare cookie dough on the island of the kitchen. To which, you reached one arm up and grabbed, spreading some of it onto him, a smirk graced your lips as you heard him groan. 
“Mon dieu,” My God. He physically had to lean forward, hunching over you, in order to grip the kitchen counter top as soon as your tongue met him.
You moaned at the taste of him and the cookie dough.
He half-chuckled as his hips bucked further into your mouth, chasing after his pleasure. He inhaled sharply, trying to relax, but you were eager and adamant on getting him there. You were so so so eager to please him. 
Your hand gripped him, collecting the spit on your fingers, spreading it all over his hot skin, while you suckled gently at his sensitive tip.
“Mmm, fuck,” He couldn’t get full words out as you sunk him deeper into your mouth, his tip scraping the walls of your throat. The burning in his stomach was rising as he watched you eagerly take every inch of him. You moaned at the taste of him, the vibrations pushing him even closer to the edge.
His face was completely flushed now as you bobbed up and down, essentially choking on him. Keeping your voice down, you pulled off of him again.
“Je te veux partout sur ma langue,” Want you all over my tongue. Your whimpery tone sent him over the edge almost instantly. 
“Fuck, fuck,” he repeated. The muscles of his arms bulging as he gripped the edge of the countertop tightly. Your eyes were wet with tears, but you were satisfied as he filled your mouth. Your tongue ran over the tip once more, licking up every drop, before he took a step back from you. 
You grinned lazily at him as you stood to your feet. His chest was rising and down deeply as he tried to catch his breath.
“Complètement fou,” Fucking crazy. He murmurs, pulling you in for a sweet kiss. 
“Il est temps de nettoyer!” Time to clean! You clap your hands together, devious to escape his touch. 
But you both know, that he won’t let you off the hook that easily.
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whorellaville · 5 months
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OT8 ATEEZ REACTIONS: you being needy
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warnings: fluff, suggestive, lowkey smut (yunho), mentions of orgasm denial (also yunho), gender neutral, sickeningly sweet, sexual innuendos, swearing, very slight angst, insecurities, this is a mint chocolate loving household, tipsy reader and woo
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SEONGHWA:
- you had been snuggled up to him on his bed watching movies
- key word: had
- you were acutely aware that you were being dramatic & definitely bratty, but can he really blame you?
- he was all soft-spoken and cuddly and gentle and now his side of the bed was cold and your pillow simply isn't good enough anymore
- he literally only left the room to go see what san is doing because he could hear loud crashes
- but that was 10 minutes ago
- he eventually comes back another 10 minutes later, but by then you have a sour look on your face and roll over when he tries to pull you in again
- ?????
- "sweetheart?"
- cue his adorable little pout
- "you took away my cuddles"
- his pout softens in to a close-lipped smile
- god, you were so cute
- "m'sorry, san broke his bed. i was just helping him clean up."
- HUH? your pettiness was put on hold for that as you turned your head to look at him questioningly
- "he swears it wasn't a sex thing, but didn't offer any other explanation...so" he yawns
- you go quiet and try to turn back around-
- hwa drags your stubborn ass right back in to his chest
- mumbling sleepy apologies against the back of your neck with ticklish kisses after each one
- arms holding you tight against him just in case you choose to act up, he was admittedly too tired for any of that right now, but can you really blame him? you were all warm and calming and you smelled so good
- his personal melatonin gummy fr
HONGJOONG:
- hongjoong is a perfectionist
- once he finds a hobby or project of any sort that he's passionate about, he studies, learns, applies and continues until he's satisfied (and even then, he repeats the process all over again)
- right now, he's attempting to cook
- and it was adorable...2 days ago when he first started trying to make the "perfect" mint chocolate chip cookie
- he didn't even like mint chocolate
- but you did, so he tasked himself with this baking challenge as soon as you had sent him a tiktok about them
- it was sweet at first, and it's still cute how much he wants to get this right for you
- but when you had to wake up once again to an empty bed and with the sound of trays clattering along with his little curses, you were slightly annoyed
- "babe, we have 4 containers of cookies now." you had taken the soft blanket from the end of the bed and wrapped it around yourself to combat the chilled nip of morning air, trudging over to the busy man
- "i think i've finally figured it out though! i added vanilla extract this time." he was zipping around the kitchen, mumbling measurements to himself "what about cinnamon? do we even have cinnamon? should i go get some? oh, maybe honey-"
- "joong?" you cut his rambling off, trying to be patient
- "you don't like honey?" he questioned, head now inside the cupboard as he looked for more ingredients "i thought-"
- "hongjoong!" you pleaded, quite literally stomping your foot
- his head whipped around, either at the use of his full name or your tone - probably both, wide eyes peering up at your angry face
- "it's your week off and you've spent majority of it making cookies, and i get that they were for me and i love you so much for it, but if you make me wake up with no kisses or cuddles one more time, i'm going to lose my god damn mind!"
- his brows pinched together, the urge to immediately defend himself held back by a bite of his lip
- "i thought you wanted me to make them?" had he been wrong?
- "i wanted us to make them...and probably just once"
- his face softened at the defeat in your voice
- "oh" he stood up, finally coming over to you "i just wanted to make up for not being here to do things for you...i'm sorry."
- you pulled him in, arms locking behind his neck and hiding both your bodies inside the blanket, as his arms simultaneously curled around your waist "i'm sorry for getting angry at you, i just miss you."
- he nodded, grip tightening as he pecked your lips softly
- "i owe you 2 days worth of affection, don't i?"
YUNHO:
- having a gamer bf can be fun!
- like when he lets you sit on his lap while he plays, or teaches you the basics of a silly little game where you're only listening to half the instructions bc his hands are engulfing yours and his voice is so deep and sending a rumble of butterflies to your stomach, and it's definitely fun when he asks you-
- "can you hold this?" just for you to turn around and see a cheeky smile on his face with his hard dick out
- of course, you oblige. every time.
- i mean look at him, all red ears and ruffled hair???? and he has the audacity to be shy about it when you agree
- but now you're sat on his dick and he's been completely ignoring you for 45 minutes. yes, you've been counting
- "yun...come on, i'm bored." you frowned, trying to shift forward subtly, but his hand came down to swat at your bare thigh so quick that you didn't feel the sting until his hand was resting on his mouse again
- you couldn't help the clench, forcing a groan out of him as his head dropped to your shoulder
- "just let me finish this, please." he basically whimpered the words
- oh fuck this
- "fine."
- you get up defiantly, chewing on the inside of your bottom lip to stop the gasp from slipping out at the sudden loss
- he was too dazed to stop you, not at all expecting you to pull away
- you were usually so good for him, eager to please and obey
- had you really felt so deprived this whole time?
- "darling?" now it was his turn to frown "where are you going?"
- "to take care of myself, since you forgot how to." rolling your eyes purely for added effect
- "oh? you wanna be like that?" it should have worried you, just a little, how quick he was to turn the game off, but you were honestly too horny to care right now. "okay." he cracked a smile and you could literally see his brain working overtime to figure out how exactly he was going to handle this situation. handle you.
- you needed yunho and you needed him now.
- "pick a number."
- "what?"
- "i won't repeat myself."
- "but what for?!"
- "pick. or i will."
- oh fuck.
- "umm...3?"
- "poor thing." he pouts mockingly, backing you up till you have no choice but to sit on the bed. "3 denials it is."
YEOSANG:
- he was so sweet
- and you were fortunate enough to call him your best friend and boyfriend
- comfortably telling you any and every rambling thought that crossed his mind, sharing a roller-coaster of theories, scattered words when he was half asleep, and cosying up to you during drunken nights like a cat snuggling in to an owners lap
- despite all that though, he was never one to burden you with his struggles
- he hated to worry you
- which is why, during his more stressful times, he often fell in to an unhealthy routine of distractions
- but he was your safest, most sacred place and you were a comforting weight of strength
- so, he wasn't at all surprised by the speed at which you dragged him out of his little protein powder and gaming rotation, refusing to see his eyes sink in any further from the sleepless nights
- taking him to a small water tower on the top of a mountain, where yeosang had thrown a few pillows up, and the two of you had climbed the ladder with a blanket each
- now sat at a lookout together
- cuddled up under the fluffy blankets and allowing yourselves to settle in the darkness with nothing but each other and the starry night around
- "i missed you"
- he's turning on his side, propped up on one arm to look down at you curiously
- "what do you mean?" and he's looking at you with sparkly, clueless eyes "i haven't gone anywhere, angel?"
- and it takes everything in you not to coo at him right now, he's so so cute
- "you've just been really distracted lately, i felt like i was in the way sometimes" you breathed out, not seeing the guilt wash over yeosang's face
- but then he's cuddling up to you with his cheek smushed in to your chest with a waterfall of apologies flowing from his pouty lips
- "it's okay, i know you've been stressed, just please talk to me next time?"
- and he's nodding rapidly with another hushed apology and pressing himself further into you with a kiss to your collarbone
- "i didn't realise..."
- "i know, yeo."
- and he's just so genuine and kind and gentle and and and :(
SAN:
- he's live
- he went live RIGHT after he finished fucking you into the mattress
- phone propped up and turned away from the bed just enough to keep you out of sight
- so yeah, you were seething
- ok so maybe it's not completely his fault!
- he did warn you that he had to go live (he keeps his promises to atiny)
- but he seriously finished in you, then tucked you in with a kiss to the forehead and?? dipped????
- it's like he could sense your pouting because suddenly, he was rolling the desk chair out of sight with a quick mumble of "wait, where's my drink?"
- quickly ducking over to your side of the bed, he lowered his voice; "why are you mad?"
- naturally, you ignored him, just to be petty
- "baby...i told you i needed to do this live, but i'll make it quick, i promise!" he whispered with urgency.
- "...fine."
- another kiss to your forehead and a hushed i love you before he was grabbing a half empty water bottle from his bedside table and rolling back into frame
- and he did keep his promise. another 5, maybe 10 minutes, before he was wrapping up with the excuse of being hungry, before he came running back to bed and literally jumped on to the bed
- you would have giggled at his excitement if it wasn't for the loud crack that echoed through the room
- "oh shit!" san panicked, immediately grabbing your blanket burrito self, as he stared at the bed in shock "what was that?"
- "did you just break the bed?"
- once again, you would have giggled...if it wasn't for a stern seonghwa busting through the door and seeing a dishevelled, and very much naked - you, and a guilty san
- san gripped the blanket around you tighter, thankful that you were covered right now
- "you two disgust me." seonghwa grimaced, looking at the slightly dipped bed and back at the two of you
- "it wasn't even a sex thing!" san pleaded, looking at you for help.
- yeah, you can forgive this dork.
MINGI:
- he fell asleep on the couch
- it has now been a week since he's gone to sleep in your shared bed
- and you were admittedly starting to feel insecure
- is it on purpose? is there something he's not telling you? does he not want to sleep with you?
- he's not actively avoiding you though, nor is he treating you so carelessly and he's still the same hyper mingi with you
- so why are you getting ready for bed with the distant sound of him snoring in the lounge again?
- the negative thoughts were nipping away at you and you were stuck between crying, yelling, swearing your head off, screaming and laughing
- do you confront him? but what if you don't like the answer?
- fuck it
- you're determined and quite frankly sick of the swirling thoughts, so before you know it, you're standing in front of a sleeping mingi with a frown on your face and poking at his exposed arm with a call of his name
- he wakes up fairly easy to your voice. always has.
- "baby? what's wrong?" bleary-eyed and deep groan of a voice echoing in the silent house
- rip the band-aid off- "why don't you sleep in our bed anymore?"
- and he's slow to process your question, but sits up as soon as he hears the hurt in your tone
- is very dazed and confused, but trying his hardest to catch up with you
- you fortunately don't have to repeat yourself and he wordlessly grabs at your form in the dark, tugging you closer towards the large couch until you climb on top of him
- sleepily explains that he's been waking up at odd hours because of a reoccurring bad dream and didn't want to wake you, so he's been combating it with late night/early morning tv and snacks to get rid of the imagery
- has the audacity to be embarrassed when you're just sad he didn't tell you
- mumbles incoherently while tugging the blanket up over both of your shoulders
- "night, baby."
- and now you both sleep together again (whether it's in bed or on the couch)
- and despite his protests, you've tasked yourself with being there to soothe him when he jolts awake, as well as binge watching any and every feel good movie at ungodly hours until he gets his rest again
WOOYOUNG:
- teasing little shit
- absolutely knows that you're feeling needy
- genuinely enjoys seeing you get riled up and beg for his attention
- in his defence, he just likes to feel needed and wanted, okay?! he's a sucker for reassurance.
- and you, while stumbling towards his outstretched arms in a tipsy haze, were full of praise
- he's no better, giggling like a kid at your messy state and having to catch both of you from the sudden weight of you crashing in to him
- "you smell so good"
- nipping at his neck with a smile
- "mmm well, you have fun, darling" slowly pulling away from you with a way-too-quick peck to your cheek "i"m gonna go to bed"
- sour face
- "what?"
- "i'm tired" he throws out carelessly, fighting to hide the grin on his face, and if you weren't so focused on his retreating form, you'd clock his game immediately
- turns around to leave
- but you're a clingy drunk and it takes mere seconds for you to mold to his back, arms wrapping tightly around his torso with a desperate whine as your feet plant in to the ground
- now he's cackling, wiggling around to face you with a beaming smile
- "so cuteee" he cups your jaw "you don't want me to go?"
- as if he really has to ask
- with a defiant shake of your head, you look up at him with sparkling eyes and downturned lips, tugging at his shirt
- he's had enough of the teasing, folding at the sight of your pleading face and dazed eyes as he leans down to pick you up and wrap your legs around his waist
- "what if we both go to bed?"
- and you're leaning in to kiss his grin away, just happy to be held so gently with his full focus solely on you
- smirking inwardly at how easy he was to reel in
- two could play the teasing game
JONGHO:
- kind of impossible to be needy around him
- literally such an attentive and observant boyfriend, it's almost scary how quick he is to detect things about you
- you don't even have to say or do anything, he's already doting on you and making sure you're happy
- you just mean so much to him
- "i want cuddles."
- he's giggling at your puppy eyes and pulling you in, huffing in faux annoyance
- "i can't get anything done with you around."
- "i can g-"
- rolls his eyes, but definitely cuts you off with a kiss...and ignores the flip his stomach does as you giggle in to it
- he knows you're kidding and would literally give him the cold shoulder if he ever truly made you feel unwanted (the two of you were a bit petty)
- but now you have him in your clutches and he fears he made a slight mistake
- he really does have to get some shit sorted, but he's acutely aware that he fell right in to your trap and he'd be lying if he said he was mad about it
- so with a final decision in his head, he's telling you to hurry up and get ready
- doesn't tell you why. just walks out of the room and waits.
- drags you out the front door without another word
- now you're at a cafe with him, and no, that wasn't originally on his agenda, but you were already grumpy this morning. he didn't need you to be hungry too.
- he's content with watching you eat the fruit bowl, a slice of warm, buttered coconut loaf and a mango smoothie
- but then you're switching to the other side of the booth and force feeding him
- because he's not the only observant one, and you vividly remember him coming home at 11pm complaining about being hungry, before eating a simple protein bar and knocking out
- so you sit there sharing the food despite his protests and eventually he goes silent and allows you to pepper him with affection
- his tummy does a weird flip again and he's clearing his throat, shy all of a sudden, as if you could see it
- you couldn't, but you felt yours do the same
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