#and I know you’ve been very busy with The Baby💛 but like I want you to know no matter the breaks you take I’m still here!

[foxgloveinspace]

Hulloooo! I just restarted my island last week! It's my personal nightmare currently but it'll get there. How have you been?

I’ve been pretty good! This weeks been a bit of a time cause I had cold that just completely zapped all my energy, but other then that, I’ve been doin pretty ok. Nothing to stressful or crazy and nothing too like.. exciting to talk about I guess, lol.

Hmmm, I think the most exciting thing that has happened is that I drove home from ‘the big city’ and I even drove in it, so like…. That was a bit crazy! Slowly getting there on the driving thing lmao.

I’m both really excited about starting over my ac island and like. Nervous lmao. I never really got very far in decorating it tho, so I’m looking forward to a completely fresh slate with it!

How about you? Anything cool, or just acnh (nothing wrong with that if it’s the answer tho 🥰).

[chuuyasheaven]

Hi im back☺️☺️ can i request prompt 2 with (who would have guessed) chuuya? I just couldnt resist after that last smut like HOLY shit i reread it every morning😭 Take your time and remember to stay hydrated💛

ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛ; 02 : Brat taming

sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ; Chuuya has been pretty busy lately, and his needy girlfriend is being bratty abt it. This leads up to him taking you against the table. <3

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs; mean!dom!Chuuya, sub!bratty!fem!reader, fucking on a table with Chuuya, degrading kink (f!recieving), ooc!Chuuya (ig), slight spanking, kinda fingering, petnames (such as slut, baby, whore, etc.), porn without *any* plot, basically me in heat /j, etc.

ɴᴏᴛᴇs; This is a draft bcs i can. So take this while i have to take a break, i just suffer from major daddy issues right now lol. Also, this was from my new year event, enjoy! ( 5-6 months later; felt horny for Chuuya so take this while i prepare myself for a exam!!)

“Such a fuckin' brat for attention, huh?”, Chuuya tsked at you.

He had such a stressful day, just to come home to you whining and annoying him further.

Chuuya just needed to somehow ‘relief’ all that stress!

“I’m s-sorry, Chuuya!”, you said just for him to spank you.

“I don’t wanna hear it.”, he hissed.

You were being spanked on the table, bent over of course, while still having your panties on.

All his spanks just kept you wet for him.

Even though you still had some undergarments on, you could tell there was gonna be a slight hand print.

“Now, bend over for me, just where i can see you perfectly, understood?”, Chuuya commanded you, with a slightly strict tone.

Not wanting to piss him off more, you just bent over as far as you could, just how he wanted.

Waiting for his next move, you felt him rip off your panties.

But those were your favorite!

“C-Chuuya! Those were my favorites?!”, you felt his hand wrap around your neck from behind, it wasn’t too harsh, but it wasn’t very soft too.

“I can always buy you more. Now, do you want me to fuck you or do you want me to just leave you like that?”, he whispered into your ear, sneakily having his gloveless fingers tease your wet pussy.

This made you even more desperate for him, even wetting his fingers with more of your slick.

“You don’t want me to leave you so wet for me, do you? It would be such a shame, y’know?”, now he was just teasing you. For what even? To beg? As if!

“N-no..p-please, fuck me, Chuuya.. I-i need you!”, he felt a small smirk creep up his lips.

“What was that? Was it my slut begging for me to fuck her brains out?”, Chuuya never disappointed with his dirty talk, did he?

He knows what he’s doing, he just wants to frustrate you!

But it’s fair, afterall all your whining got you here..

“J-just do it already..”, you weakly said, starting to grow impatient.

“I know you can beg more nicely than that, baby.”, Chuuya denied you even further.

“C-come on, p-please, Chuuya..stop t-teasing me, I’m r-really sorry!”, you could feel yourself on the edge of desperate tears.

“Awe, my poor princess is about to cry, isn’t she? Well, if you want it, who am i to deny you?”, finally, he was gonna take you!

“But since you’ve been such a brat, i won’t go easy on you..”, i don’t care, just fuck me like the whore i am!

You heard Chuuya take off his belt, feeling relief washing over you.

When he removed his boxers, you felt him entering. Since he’s not that cruel, he’s gonna wait a few seconds before pushing in completely.

It was finally time, he started to thrust into you, just like he said before, not particularly soft..

His pace was fast and rough, which was amazing, but kinda overwhelming, but you asked for this.

“Consider me nice enough to even fuck you like this..”, Chuuya said while ruthlessly fucking you into oblivion.

“F-fuck! F-feels so good..”, you chanted, obviously already cock drunk.

“You’re already so drunk of my cock, aren’t you? Fucking slut.”, yes, it was mean, but it was just the truth!

Honestly, nobody should blame you.

You slowly felt your high approach, feeling your knot build up.

You felt Chuuya’s hitched breathing and whimpers against your ears, while he was holding your tits.

“Fuck, ‘m so fuckin’ close..”, you were getting pretty close too.

“Tell me, who’s fuckin’ slut are you?”, you better still have the ability to answer this question.

“Y-yours! I’m your slut, only you fuck me like this..”, you answered, slurring these words.

“Damn right, nobody can slut you out like i can, understood?”

Something just snapped guys.

[tumsa]

turn this knife the blunt way around

happy belated birthday, @kimchaybrainrot!💛 you're lovely and deserve all the treats! i tried to write fluffy soft things but failed spectacularly because angst and i are besties. i promise there is some sweetness at the end.

here is some post-canon kim + kimchay:

- - - 

Kim is not surprised when Porsche shows up and enters the café exactly when Kim is wrapping up his set. Kim has ignored calls and messages from Kinn, Tankhun and the Unknown caller. So he signs a few autographs, takes selfies with fans and lets his manager tell them that Wik is very busy and needs to go. Porsche meanwhile orders a caramel macchiato for himself and his bodyguard and waits until Kim packs away his equipment. 

"Khun Kittisawat," Kim finally says loud enough to annoy Porsche's security guard, who is holding his drink as he has never seen coffee before.

"I know you helped Chay at the warehouse and at Yok's," Porsche says, ignoring pleasantries, making it sound like an accusation, "but you have to leave my brother alone."

Porsche has taken well to his new role. He manages to sound steely, not heated, like someone in charge of the situation, and he doesn't have to add any threats. It's an order, even if Porsche has no hierarchical power over Kim. Porsche doesn't know that Kinn is just a placeholder for Kim. 

"Okay," Kim says, with his perfected poker face and neutral tone. He can tell from how Porsche squints and grips his macchiato that Porsche had expected some resistance. 

"Okay," he finally nods, sips his drink and turns to leave. Kim picks up his guitar and waits for Porsche to take a few more steps.

"Porsche," he says because there is a good reason why Kim has trailed Chay for a few months now. Kim has killed at least seven people that wanted to get their hands on the precious innocent baby brother of the minor family's new leader. "Chay's bodyguards are horrible."

Porsche freezes. There are still people around them, some of Wik's fans lingering around, as well as regular customers, so they cannot talk openly. Kim knows that's why Porsche had chosen the location, but it's funny to see him regret that choice now. Porsche opens and closes his mouth, quickly figuring out Kim's words' meaning.

Kim leaves. 

- - - 

It's not surprising that Chay barely gets to leave the compound afterwards. And when he does, his security detail matches one of Kinn's and Porsche's combined. 

"He hates it," Pok says, sliding a photo over Kim's desk. And yes, Chay looks miserable in the image; he looks small in his soft hoodie and loose jeans. Kim knows how it feels to be surrounded by all these suited men and still feel isolated and lonely. 

Kim hates how thinking it's for the greater good, his own safety doesn't chip away at the guilt he feels knowing it's his fault.

- - - 

It's also not surprising that another few months later, Chay moves out. Just like Kim, Chay is not made for golden cages; there's only so much that your love for your brother(s) can balance out, and Chay has always been brave enough to go after what he wants.

Kim keeps his promise and stays away, he's too busy trying to keep Wik's career from exploding. He knows his father will end it if the fame draws too much attention to their family. The freedom Kim has is imaginary; it's just a leash made longer, long enough that sometimes Kim forgets it's there until he makes one step too far, and it chokes him viciously.

"Do you want me to keep following Khun Porchay?" Pok asks.

Kim thinks about his father's chess board, the pieces he moves around, and the plans he executes. He thinks about his father saying: "I will fake my death", "the minor family will attack", and "you have to protect Porsche's brother, I know what you've been doing with him". He thinks about Korn killing his own brother, Vegas and Macau being pushed away their whole lives only to be embraced when they are no longer needed on the board, and Chay's mother, drugged and unaware.

"No," he says because he is tired of being his father's son. He makes a choice and tells himself to be brave and be like Chay. "Leave him alone."

Pok nods and leaves quietly.

- - - 

Kim buries himself in music because music loves him back. 

- - - 

"Your new album is so sweet," the boy says, and his voice shakes slightly as he smiles shyly, handing over the card to be signed. His older sister is recording their conversation with a cheeky grin on her face. Kim can imagine that this will be future blackmail material. 

"Thank you," Kim smiles, "what's your name?"

"Rune," the boy says, still in awe, as Kim writes him a small, personalized note. 

"I am glad you wrote some happier songs," the older sister says conversationally, unbothered that Kim is Wik, while Rune picks up his signed card like it's the greatest treasure. "All the sad ones Rune was playing for months made me a bit worried for you. He still gets teary-eyed about the Why Don't You Stay one."

Ah. Kim is saved from answering it because Rune is mortified and pulls his sister away, telling her to shut up, oh my god.

"Hi!" the girl that was next in the line waves at him with a big grin on her face. "I love your new album; it's very sweet!" 

Kim smiles back.

- - - 

Your new album is amazing, and we are so proud! We miss you. 

Kim reads the message again and again; he swallows tears and thinks about the song he wrote weeks ago, about the tiny hints he left there, knowing that nobody but him would know. He didn't think that-

"Kim?" Kinn picks up right away. He sounds hopeful, and Kim realizes that their father is so wrong. The love has not made Kinn weaker; it has made him human.

"I miss you too," Kim says. He can hear Kinn smiling.

- - - 

"I am disappointed," his father says, and Kim thinks nothing has ever made him feel more proud than Korn's disappointment. "Maybe I was wrong about you."

"Maybe," Kim says, and they both know he means, yes, yes, you were.

"I don't know what I did wrong," Korn says, defeated, in a rare moment of honesty, "how all three of you ended up like this."

Like this, he says. And he means stupid, weak and pathetic. He means, why would you pick anything over power, ambition, or being the victor? Why would you willingly lose a fight? Who would you do that for, and why?

"You wouldn't understand, father," Kim smiles, pushing Kinn's ring across the table, "after all, you killed your brother and locked up your sister."

He gets up and leaves, half expecting a bullet in his skull, but it never comes. 

- - - 

The knock on the door makes Kim jump. Only a few people know where he lives, and all the ones who do know to inform him before their arrival. Tankhun has started to show up unannounced, but Kim (now) knows that Wednesdays are shopping days; Tankhun has discovered the magic of shopping malls, and they are a lot shinier than Kim's apartment.

Kim finds the gun before heading for the door but puts it down when he looks at the security camera. He unlocks the door, suddenly very aware of his messy hair, worn shirt and mismatched socks that Kinn had gifted as a joke.

"Hi," Chay says. 

Kim has not seen him for almost two years, so he files away the new haircut, a bit broader shoulders, a sharper face, but the same sweet smile and big, innocent eyes. 

"Hi?" Kim answers, unsure because Chay's smile is short-lived, and he looks closer to tears.

"I know you loved me," Chay says, and he might as well kick Kim in the stomach, "I mean, I listened to your new album, I mean, sorry, it's none of my business, I should not say that, I just, well," he keeps talking, nervously shifting, looking anywhere but at Kim, "I need you."

Kim feels like someone dropped him in an ocean, leaving him to drown. There are waves of feelings crushing him, pushing him down to the seabed. I know you loved me. Apparently, Chay still knows how to flip Kim's world around. Kim moves before Chay can flee, opening the door wider and stepping aside.

"Come in," Kim says, his voice trembling funnily. And then, because he cannot help it at all, he asks, "You listened to my new album?"

"Of course," Chay says, and it reminds Kim of Tankhun's eye rolls.

Did you like it? Kim wants to ask, but he doesn't. He doesn't get to have this, and he won't be selfish if it hurts Chay, not anymore, and he's been doing good so far. 

"Why do you need my help?" Kim asks instead as they walk to the living room. Chay sits on the sofa, back to looking like he is about to cry, but like crying is not a choice he is allowed to make, and it makes Kim's insides hurt. Chay needs to point, and Kim will aim his gun. 

"It's about my mom," Chay explains, "I don't know how much you know, but-"

"I know everything," Kim says, and their knees brush as he sits down next to Chay. "I am sorry, I-"

"It's okay," Chay brushes it off quickly as if what Kim did is not a big deal. And Kim wonders if it isn't for Chay anymore. Maybe Chay has learned that there are worse things than stalking and using someone, maybe Chay is helping Porsche now and has done similar things, or maybe Chay has killed someone. Kim has no idea, and it's making him a bit dizzy.

"She remembers everything," Chay explains, and Kim doesn't say that he suspected that too. He looks at Chay's hands that are nervously moving around, wants to grab them and keep them still, but talks himself out of it. "She told me a while ago, she remembers that Uncle Korn killed dad, and wants to tell Porsche, but she's worried that Uncle Korn will... And I am so worried about her and Porsche, and I think Porsche maybe knows too, and something is about to happen, and I-"

"Do you want me to kill my father?" Kim asks carefully. He realizes that he would if Chay asked.

Chay looks horrified. "What? No, of course not!"

Kim is lost, has been lost since he opened the door. "So, what do you need me to help with?"

"I didn't say that," Chay says so quietly that Kim almost doesn't hear it. "I said I need you."

Oh.

And because Chay is the bravest one of them both, he climbs into Kim's lap, hugging him like he did the very first time, with everything he has, and bursts into tears.

"I don't know," he whimpers in Kim's neck, his tears mixing with Kim's, shaking as Kim holds him closer, "what I will do if Porsche dies. I don’t want to be alone anymore, Kim."

Kim wishes he could hide Chay inside the walls of his chest, away from everything, but nowhere is safe with his father alive.

"Shhh," he says instead, "it will be okay, you are not alone."

- - - 

"Chay," Kim says hours later when it's getting dark in the apartment. They are still on the sofa, and Chay is half lying on top of Kim, cuddling like they used to, except Chay is quiet and looks defeated under the weight of the world. 

"Mm?"

Kim takes a breath and tells himself he can do this. If Tankhun can go to the shopping mall and Kinn can choose Porsche over their father, Kim too can face his fears. "I want to apologize. I am sorry; I know I hurt you, and you didn't deserve any of it. I wish I could take it back."

Chay hums and looks up through the bangs that are half covering his eyes; there's a small smile on the corners of his lips, and Kim wants to press it there, make it stay, and never let anything make Chay sad again.

"I forgave you a long time ago," he says, "Porsche told me how silly Theerapanyakul siblings are. I am very proud you used words this time."

He's teasing Kim, and Kim can't decide between laughing or crying; he settles on neither, holds Chay closer, and moves his hand to stroke Chay's hair gently. He thinks fate is being funny, giving him something only after he learned to let it go.

"And you did write me fourteen love songs."

Kim laughs.

- - - 

He returns early in the morning when the dawn settles over the city, a new morning ahead. Chay is still on the sofa, covered in blankets; he gets up when Kim enters the living room.

Kim puts down the gun on the coffee table. He knows he is still covered in sweat and smells like cigarettes that he shared with Porsche when Chay hugs him. 

"It will be okay," Kim promises, and buries himself in Chay. 

[forever-rogue]

That supportive boyfriend Frankie fic just made my day ohmygosh 🥹💓💛 if you ever make a tiny sequel for it with the proposal I will dieeee of softness. We LOVE one (1) Frankie Morales 😭

AN |  Did you mean a little something like this? We do be loving Mr. Morales!🥺🥰

Pairing | Frankie Morales x Fem!Reader

Warnings | None

Word Count | 1k

Masterlist | Frankie, Main

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

You knew the good pen was stashed somewhere in the bedroom. That good good pen; the one that cost an exorbitant amount of money you would have never spent yourself. But it had been a college graduation gift from some family member years ago and you just kept it tucked away. It definitely wasn’t ever going to be your purse pen that could easily be lost. But now you wanted to make sure you still had it; there was something about signing an important document that made you want to reach for it.

“Where are you hiding?” you asked as you opened the drawers of your nightstand, coming up with just about everything else but the pen. Huffing lightly, you stood up and cast a forlorn look around the room, “where are you?”

Deciding it was worth a shot, you decided to look through Frankie’s nightstand to see it had somehow ended up there. Much to your chagrin it wasn’t there either, but there was a little fabric bundle tucked away in the very back that piqued your interest.  You pulled it out and quickly unwrapped it. Your jaw nearly dropped to the floor as you opened the black velvet box to find the most gorgeous ring you had ever seen. 

“Holy fuck,” you whispered as you let it catch the light. It was beautiful and exactly what you would have picked for yourself. But…why did Frankie have a ring tucked away? It didn’t make any - oh. Oh. Oh.

“Bee? I found the pen in the downstairs office,” you hadn’t even heard him come up the stairs or walk into the bedroom. He stood in the doorway, his eyes widening in surprise as you looked back at him with just as much shock, “oh…Bee, I-”

“I’m so sorry,” you snapped the box shut and tossed it onto the bed nervously, “I thought the pen might have been in your nightstand and I just looked through it and I wanted to know what was in the little package and I shouldn’t have snooped around. It’s not my business and I’m so so sorry for not respecting your privacy.”

“I’m not…mad,” he said nervously, a huff of laughter escaping him, “I just…oh man. I ugh…I was planning on proposing soon. Well, like next weekend actually - I had this whole thing planned but yeah…I’m honestly surprised you haven’t found it sooner.”

“Is it for me?”

“Of course, baby,” he laughed at the incredulous expression on your face, “who else would it be for?” 

“I dunno…” you shrugged sheepishly, “h-how long has it been in there?”

“Three years,” he confessed after a few moments of silence. A dark pink flush crept into his cheeks.

“Three years…” you repeated, quickly doing some math in your head, “Francisco. We’ve been together for just over three years.”

“I know…”

“You’ve had this since we started dating?” your eyes were already stinging with tears as he just shyly nodded, “how…why?”

“I just knew,” he walked to the bed and picked up the box, opening it before he got down on his knees next to you, “I’ve always known you were the one.”

“Oh Francisco…you’re perfect,” you whispered as you grabbed his face gently and kissed him, “I am so in love with you.”

“Well then,” he took the ring out of the box and held it in front of you, “I know this isn’t a grand gesture or anything special like I originally intended but what better time than the present. Will you marry me?”

“Yes,” you said without a moment of hesitation. It wasn’t like there was anything to even contemplate. You’d known he was the one from the first time he’d kissed you, “yes, a million times yes. Of course I’ll marry you.”

"Really?" he asked so sweetly, so softly, that you couldn't help but kiss him again.

"Of course, Frankie," you beamed at him, "I would have been content to spend the rest of my life with you, with or without a ring, but this is pretty nice too."

"I love you, Bee."

"I love you more, cielito," you nudged your nose against his before gently kissing him, "I can't wait to out a ring on your finger too."

[scarletwinterxx]

mark lee day - short scenario

hii🥺 it’s been so long i’m not sure what to say... apart from thank you to those who waited and those who showed this blog some love while I was gone🥺😭💛 ngl it’s been a tough couple of weeks hence why i haven’t written anything. 

This one is a bit close to home (i do share an almost bday w mark😅) hope you like it even tho it’s a bit late for Mark Lee day.

again. thank u thank u thank u

This is definitely a very different scenario than what you have originally planned. 

You were supposed to celebrate your birthday with your favorite human. Seeing as you share an almost birthday, his on the 2nd of August and yours on the 3rd. It’s a tradition you and Mark have had ever since you got together. 

It’s also one of the first thing you bonded over, when you were just starting to get to know each other you mentioned your birthdate to him to which he replied with an overly excited tone and huge grin, thinking that maybe it was fate all along. 

“Yo wait what? my birthday is on the 2nd” he says with the biggest smile you’ve seen, his cheeks looking so cute

“Yea, I’m born on the 3rd. Guess that makes you older than me?”

And now here you are spending it apart for the first time in 3 years.

You tried your best to cheer up whenever he calls since he’s still in quarantine. But once he hangs up, you’re overcome with this feeling of sadness and longing.  Sad because he missed so many thing these past few weeks and knowing your beloved boyfriend well he’s probably beating himself over it. 

You didn’t want to add to the list of things he’s worrying about so you try and put on a brave face for him. But in reality you wanted nothing but to curl up by his side and tell him everything’s going to be alright.

It’s been a normal day so far. Instead of having the usual celebration the two of you would have, you spent the day on your own. Not forgetting to send Mark a birthday wish the moment the clock struck twelve and a cake to be delivered later to his place. 

Hearing the doorbell ring, you wondered who it might be. You weren’t expecting anyone, you walked towards your door looking at the monitor first before opening it. You see a bunch of flowers held infront of the person’s face. 

“Uh hello?”

“Special delivery from Lee Minhyung” you hear the familiar voice of Jeno

Opening the door, you see not only Jeno but also Chenle and Jaemin waiting outside your door. Chenle holding a bunch of balloons while Jaemin has the cake. 

“What is this?” you ask the three guys

“Mark hyung asked us to deliver these to you since he can’t, he also said to check up on you but he told us to leave that part out” Chenle explains, making the two older guys look at him questioningly

“I’ll pretend I didn’t hear it” you chuckle, stepping aside to let the guys in

“We’re not staying for long, just here to greet you an advance happy birthday” Jeno says as he give you the flowers, “Thank you guys, you didn’t have to come all the way here. I know you’re busy”

“No big deal, plus we know today’s kinda a bummer for you and Mark. We just wanted to help”

“Thank you really” after saying your goodbye’s, you take a quick picture of the cake, flowers and balloons. Sending the snapshot to Mark. 

Immediately he give you a call. 

“You got it?” you hear his voice ask, he still sounds a bit sick but better than the previous days you’ve talked to him. 

“Yes, you didn’t have to though. Just get well soon is all I’m asking”

“Baby, I can’t let this day pass without buying you a cake and the flowers” Mark says, already feeling the smile form on your lips “I know, I just... didn’t want to celebrate without you”

“I know, I’m sorry” Mark says

Shaking your head, you smile at him through the screen “No hey, what did we talk about. Don’t apologize okay? No one’s at fault here”

“But-” “No buts, Mark Lee. You’re going to make me sad if you say sorry one more time” finally showing the sadness you’ve been keeping from him 

“Thank you,,, for saying it’s not my fault” he mumbles, wishing he was next to instead

“Of course it’s not, no need to thank me for that. Just focus on getting better, okay? That’s all I wish for”

“I am working on that, don’t worry to much about me baby” he can see the smile making its’ way to your face again, instantly making him feel better. 

“Don’t worry, I’ll make it up to you on our next birthday. And the next one after that and the many more to come” he promises to you, and you know Mark is a man of his words. 

“You have a lifetime to do that, don’t worry” you tell him

“That I do know, happy birthday to us. It’s like the universe knew I needed you in my life so they sent you” he says, not missing the lovestruck look in his eyes making you blush instantly

“Remember that time I told you I used to hate celebrating my birthday, but ever since I knew I started to like this day a little bit more” you tell him, “Hey, your birthday is definitely something to celebrate”

“Yea but I like it better because of you”

He shakes his head, looking down on the ground to hide his grin. It’s like you know just what to say to make the butterflies in his stomach flutter or how to make his heart feel like it’s about to stop beating. 

“I like you best, my love”

“This is not a competition on who likes who more, Mark Lee. Don’t make me say it again”

“But I like you more” “Na uh, I like you more”

“Okay fine, you like me more but I love you most. Ha can’t beat that” he says, effectively shutting you up. 

“I love you too, babe. Happy birthday” you tell him, “I love you, baby. Happy birthday”

[softlimefluff]

Hello, sweetheart! Could I get a student matchup for HP? I’m a straight girl, 16 y/o, 5’3, Hufflepuff. I’m a very kind-hearted mom friend of a person who cares very deeply for everyone around her. I always look at the world with an optimistic view but am not afraid to tell it like it is. I’ve been told that I’m a funny person. I take a lot of enjoyment from criticizing movies, shows, books, etc... with my friends. Im also a big musical theatre and true crime fan! Thank you so much in advance!

Hello, Hello! 💖

Your match is:

Teddy!

While we don’t know much in canon about Teddy Lupin, HEAR ME OUT. If he’s anything like Remus and Tonks, he’ll be perfect for you!! He’s grown up around Harry and the other Order Members and he’s a metamorphagus like his mum. He had a habit of staying with different Order members as he grew up, so he’d have lots of exposure to muggle music via Kingsley (and probably musical theater then!). You’re both sweet baby Hufflepuffs (💛🖤) and you’d be so so proud the year Teddy made head boy! He’s able to change his appearance at will, so even if he’s taller than you, it wouldn’t be hard for him to get closer to your level for a kiss or a hug~

You both are very kind hearted and that’s a huge part of your compatibility! While you have the awesome mom friend personality, Teddy has more of his parents’ rebel side. That’s not to say that he isn’t devoted to his studies or to living up to his House traits, but he still has some trickster blood in him! He’s playing pranks or telling bad puns nonstop (honestly very charming though~). You two would be cracking jokes back and forth ALL THE TIME.

  Teddy would love to critique movies with you, laughing at terrible muggle films or having deep conversations about new Wizard books that just got stocked in the library. Your love for true crime would pique his interest eventually and he’d end up all tangled into you on the common room couch as you marathon true crime shows together on a date night.

Speaking of dates, you two would meet really soon after getting sorted into Hufflepuff house. But at 11 years old, neither of you are quite sure about the whole dating business. You stay best friends until around 5th year, when Teddy finally gets up the courage to ask you on a proper date to Hogsmeade. You’ve been for butterbeer together countless times, but somehow you both get really nervous. You might even spill one on accident, but after that, you both have a good laugh and talk about what it would mean to be in a relationship. Ever after that, you’re much more settled and comfortable, falling back into the close friendship, just as a couple now.

Your first kiss would be on the walk home to Hogwarts from your first date. Teddy’s already made up his mind—you two have been good friends for so long and he wants to make the first move to get closer. In the courtyard back at school, he takes your hand gently and asks if he can kiss you, right proper. If you say yes, he’ll grin, lightly slipping his fingertips under your jaw and pulling you in for a kiss. It’s really nice—warm and soft—but you’re both blushing madly when you pull away, the first of many many more kisses~

[scarletwinterxx]

love you 24/7

to my favorite sunshine, fullsun, lee donghyuck, hyuck, haechan, HAPPIEST BIRTHDAY💛 thank you for being born in this world! 

with you always, your sunflower🌻

You can say I love you without having to say those three words. 

Haechan and yours love languages are very different: yours being words of affirmation. It makes your heart flatter even after all this time whenever you hear him say he likes you or when he compliments you. Especially those times when he says he loves you, even without saying those three words. “You’re too cute” “Baby hold my hand” “You’re an idiot”, as funny as some of those phrases sound if it comes from Hyuck’s lips they’re the sweetest ones you’ve ever heard. 

His love language is obviously physical touch, if he could be by your side attached at your hip he would be. It likes you have your very own teddy bear. You’re not complaining one bit. Which is also why the boy cannot stand not seeing you for more than a day, the longing always gets the best of him so there are times when he appears right on your front steps welcoming you with the warmest hug. 

The first time held your hand is probably one of your favorite story to tell. It was when the two of you just started dating. You were walking back home from getting some ice cream, you already noticed how his hand brushed against yours multiple times it was pretty obvious he was having an internal debate so you just let him be. 

When you finally felt his fingers slip between yours, you look over at him with a small smile. The boy looking down at his feet trying to hide his smile, when he heard you giggle he immediately looked up at you,

“What’s so funny?”

“You”

“Is that supposed to be a compliment?” he asked again, but instead of giving him an answer you just smiled at him before squeezing his hand a little bit tighter. Hyuck’s cheeks reddening at your actions

“It’s just... you were being pretty obvious about it. One more minute I would have done it myself to ease your pretty little mind”

“I-” you just smiled at him, little did you each and every grin you throw at him sends him more and more into overdrive

“So this is what it feels like” he mumbles “What?”

“Holding the most precious thing right at the palm of my hand, and best believe I’m never letting go” the look on your face and the blush on your cheeks were enough to tell him just how his words affected you. With a satisfied grin, he lifted your hand he was holding and kissed the back of it making you blush even more

“I don’t even get why she asks me when she knows the answer! It’s like she’s just trying to rub it in my face or something. I swear she’s set on making my life a living hell” you rambled on as you change to more comfy clothes while Haechan lays down on your bed

“I’m sure she doesn’t mean it that way, babe”

Those were not the words you wanted to hear thus making you turn your head towards your boyfriends’ direction, only then he realized what he just said

“I mean... Yea she’s awful. tell me more”

“If you think she’s so nice, why don’t you talk to her then” you mumbled, about to walk out the room but Hyuck was quick to catch your arm and pull you towards the bed

“Sorry sorry, I didn’t mean it that way” he said as he hugs your waist, nuzzling his face on your stomach. Looking up at you when he didn’t receive an answer, only to find you with an annoyed look on your face

“It must’ve been a bad day” he mumbled, no jokes no teasing just a smile. He pulled you down until you were settled on his lap. His arms secured around your much smaller frame

“What can I do to make you feel better?” he asks, “Cuddles” you answered, playing with the strings of his hoodie

You hear a chuckle from him making you finally look at him, “That’s all my baby needs? Okay I’ll give you the best cuddles” 

And that he did. 

“I know I joke a lot but if you’re having a hard day, never hesitate to call me okay? I want to be the one making you feel better after a long day. I don’t care if I’m busy or it’s the middle of the night or it’s over something silly. If you need me, call me” he mumbled against your forehead, hugging you close to him until there was no visible space between the two of you

“I know, thank you”

“Are you feeling better now?” “I think I need more cuddles”

He laughed at your cute voice, he wasn’t really planning on letting you go. Not now, not ever. 

You knew it was a bad idea from the start but you can never say no to him. 

You wish you did though, just this once. 

“Are you mad?” Haechan timidly asked you, standing at a safe distance from you

“No”

“You sound like you are”

“Yea well, why wouldn’t I be? I specifically told my boyfriend multiple times I can’t watch scary movies but no he just decided to pick the scariest one of them all and make me watch it” you answered without facing him, angrily wiping the bowl you just used to put the popcorn in

“In my defense, you said yes so...” the glare you sent him was enough to shut him up

“Whatever, I just won’t sleep tonight or for the next week”

“Or I can stay with you” you raised your brow at his suggestion, “Was this your plan all along?”

“No?”

You stared at him for a couple of seconds before he cracked, “Maybe, kinda. I didn’t mean it though! I thought you could handle it since I’m here anyways”

“Oh yes I feel so safe” You mockingly replied, “Okay, well if you don’t want me to stay I’ll go now”

Then he was walking towards the door, coat on hand

“Yah yah yah! Where are you going?” You shouted at him, taking quick strides towards him “back to my place”

“You’re not going anywhere, Lee Haechan. If I’m suffering tonight, so will you”

“Oooh tell me more about what will happen tonight” that earned him a smack on the arm

“You’re not going out of my sight or leaving the room without me” you said then pulled on his arm, a smug smile already plastered on your boyfriend’s face as you pull him towards your room but you could care less. 

“I’ve never seen you this eager to get me in your room”

“Don’t make me tape your mouth shut” you warned him, “Baby, I didn’t know you were into that kind of stuff. But hey if you’re down- OUCH OUCH okay shutting up now”

Hours after that when you’re supposed to be deep in slumber but instead you’re wide awake, you can’t help but mentally curse the boy sleeping next to you. He looked adorable but still you can’t help but feel annoyed at him, 

“Hyuck, wake up” no answer

“Hyuuuuck” you said, gently tugging on his ear to wake him up 

“Mhm”

“Wake up, I can’t sleep” you mumbled, shuffling closer to his side until your noses were touching

“Wake up, this is your fault”

“What?” he sleepily asked “I can’t sleep”

“Just close your eyes, baby”

“You don’t think I tried that already? I can’t erase the scary scenes in my head you know” you grumpily answered, you didn’t hear anything from him for a while. Thinking he already fell back to sleep then he moved resting his back fully on the bed pulling you along with him until you were resting on his chest

“I’m not going anywhere, I’ll protect you from ghosts and whatever else is scaring you”

“Like I would believe that, you’d run and leave me behind” you retorted back, nuzzling your face on his neck “You know me too well” he said then kissed the top of your head

“I’ll sing you to sleep, will that help?”

“Yes please”

Then he was singing some tune you weren’t that familiar with. It didn’t matter though, he could be singing an instruction manual and it would still sound like the most beautiful song there is. 

“Are you asleep?” he asked after he finished, “Nope”

“Silly girl. Go to sleep, love. I’m right here” he assured you once again, feeling his arm tighten around you

“Hyuck?”

“Mhm”

“I love you” 

Silence. 

You almost fell into slumber before you hear him say it back, not that he needed to. But he always does anyways, in his own way. 

You feel his lips linger on your forehead, “I love you, most. Even if you’re the biggest baby”

“Shut up, I’m never letting you choose for movie nights”

“Whatever will help you sleep at night, it better be me” he added the last part making you let out a tired giggle

“Go to sleep, baby. I’ll tape your eyes shut if you don’t”