#icy x reader

[icyminghao]

seventeen’s reaction to you asking them if they knew how to whistle and kissing them as they do it

pairing: seventeen (ot13) x gn!reader genre: fluff word count: 0.7k warning(s): none

requested by @vi-chan07: Idk if you are taking recs or not . But I really want svt's reaction to their S/o doing this to them

SEUNGCHEOL

would be mock offended that you asked him if he knew how to whistle (bc of course he does!)

would pout and furrow his brows at you before finally whistling

is so confused at first when you kiss his protruding lips, but breaks into the dopiest smile right after

would make kissy faces at you, demanding for you to do it again, whining and sulking if you refuse to

JEONGHAN

he’d probably see it coming ngl

the gears are turning in his head as soon as you pop the question

and like the absolute tease he is, he won’t whistle until you explicitly tell him that you were trying to kiss him

eventually does it just to see you smile (and also bc he would never say no to your kisses but you don’t need to know that!)

JOSHUA

whistles without thinking too much of it

is so endeared when you kiss him

complains when you pull away and rushes to kiss you back

would definitely start doing it back to you often even though you already know what’s coming (but you still play along anyway, his reaction after he kisses your pouting lips is too cute to pass on)

JUNHUI

is suspicious, but whistles anyway

becomes so giddy when you kiss him

acts all like “i already knew what you were trying to do!” even though he really didn’t

is badgering you for more kisses after bc one is not enough

SOONYOUNG

would whistle without a question bc you asked him to

eyes go wide when you press a kiss to his pouting lips before turning into the giddiest mess ever

is such a giggling mess after and would drape himself over you and not let go

plants wet kisses all over your face in return

WONWOO

finds it amusing

knows you probably have a trick up your sleeve but how could he ever refuse you?

so he whistles, and is taken aback when you press your lips hard against his

would chase after your lips as you pull away and it becomes a makeout session after that

JIHOON

you’d probably have to explicitly tell him to whistle bc he’ll literally just answer your question and call it a day

face turns so red when you kiss him it takes everything in you not to take a picture and show it to the boys some time

gets so so shy after, he doesn’t say a single word (his mind is reeling and unable to produce a single coherent thought)

tells you “that was slick” but he actually means “do it again please”

MINGHAO

is definitely giving you that judgemental stare (but he does it anyway)

is pleasantly surprised when you plant your lips on his pouting ones

would tell you that you’ve been hanging out with jeonghan too much lately but he’d be unable to hide the wide grin spreading across his face

looks at you with those lovesick eyes and says “if you wanted a kiss, just say so”

MINGYU

thinks you’re teasing him

goes all “of course i know how to whistle!” with a pout on his face

gets all giddy when you kiss him before he actually whistles

is all like “i knew you were gonna do this” after you pull away, so you kiss him again to shut him up (just like mingyu wanted 🤭)

SEOKMIN

giggles at your out of pocket question at first, but does it without asking much

literally squeaks when you press your lips against his in surprise

would wrap his arms around you and whine about how you caught him off guard after

proceeds to pepper kisses all over your face and would be insistent on doing it back to you to “return the love”

SEUNGKWAN

is skeptical at first bc he thinks you’re challenging him

scoffs and does it

is so so flustered once you kiss him he’s stunned into silence

would whine about how it’s unfair with the dopiest smile on his face (and then he’d ask you to do it again shamelessly)

VERNON

he’d literally just go “yeah, i do.” and then move on with his day

you’d have to ask him to whistle for him to actually do it bro is dense as hell

gets so confused when you kiss him it takes him a while to get what you were trying to do

the biggest, most lovesick smile forms on his face after he understands the situation, and the tips of his ears turn the brightest shade of red

CHAN

does it without a hint of doubt

gets so flustered once you kiss him, face turning so red

he’d probably malfunction for a while (he’s so shy its so cute TT)

would probably ask you to do it again (and again and again)

a/n: hehe i had a lot of fun writing this i hope it was a fun read too

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[icy-gendango]

WOMP!!

[shoccolatine]

hi i really like your writing! could you do the "things you associate them with" for the lads boys too?

aa thank you! and yes of course 💜

things i associate them with

╰┈➤ ❝ XAVIER. ❞

catnaps in the afternoon sun, warming your hands with a steaming mug of coffee/tea, reddened fingertips, stargazing, lying in the grass and counting the stars, the burning smell of fireworks, alien conspiracies, galaxies, existential hope, shy smiles, gentle laughter, hiding behind your pillow during a scary movie, buttered popcorn, cat whiskers, tickle fights, the sound of pulling a sword out of its sheath.

╰┈➤ ❝ ZAYNE. ❞

picnic dates on checkered blankets, apple orchards, springtime, melted ice cream, cool rainy evenings, petrichor, condensation dripping down a window, rivers trickling down into waterfalls, icicles, cold hands in woolen mittens, the intricate designs of a snowflake, knowing smiles, intense gazes, having a conversation without saying a word, the nostalgia for a life long past (or perhaps a life that hasn't happened yet).

╰┈➤ ❝ RAFAYEL. ❞

the glitter of sunlight on the sea, walking along the beach, digging your toes in the cool sand, playful splashes, aquarium dates, glowing jellyfish, deep sea creatures, 3am conversations about everything and nothing, whispered secrets, pinky swears, double dares, telling scary stories with a flashlight lit under your chin, paint stains, the tickle of a paintbrush on your skin, messy sketchbooks.

╰┈➤ ❝ BONUS! CALEB. ❞

peeling an orange for someone else, apple slices, noogies, tousled hair, late nights spent giggling, convenience store runs, sunsets, walking home from school, bike rides on beaten paths, bandaids on skinned knees, ripped jeans, worn sneakers, friendly competition, playfighting, chocolate chip cookies fresh out of the oven.

[red-riot-unbreakable-heart]

Kirishima gives Todoroki S*x Tips | Todoroki x Reader Fic

Fandom: My Hero Academia

Ship: Shoto Todoroki x Fem Reader! 💋, Shoto Todoroki x Eijiro Kirishima Friendship

Genre: Fluff, Sex, Friendship, NSFW

CW: MDNI!, discussing sex, foreplay, p*rn, hickies

Shoto Todoroki doesn’t really get sex until he gets it.

He loves you and knows you want to do it…so naturally he does research. If there’s one thing Shoto is good at, it’s mastering a subject

When Kirishima loses his virginity, he lets Shoto ask him questions. They sit late into the night at the library, reviewing and analyzing Kirishima’s 30 minutes of action. Shoto takes notes and in that straightforward way of his, asks for Eijro’s opinions on positions, foreplay and hickies.

“Did you perform oral sex on her? Is the female anatomy confusing?” He asks, causing Eijiro to go red in the face. Eijiro nods yes to both. “It took a few minutes, but once I got into it, I figured it out pretty quickly!” He says earnestly. Shoto scribbles down a reminder to Google some detailed diagrams of the female body when he gets home.

 “Foreplay is super important, because girls need to, like, warm up before they’re ready to bone.” Eijiro adds, motioning for Shoto to keep taking notes.

“I didn’t know that.” Shoto blinks, surprised. To be fair, he had never really thought much about sex until you’d brought it up a few months earlier. He knew the rudimentary mechanics from middle school health class, but had never wondered what went into the act beyond the basics of reproduction.

“Shoto. My dude. This is going to be harder than I thought.” Eijiro puts his face in his hands. “How does someone our age have little to no knowledge about sex?”

“I wasn’t interested in it until now.” Shoto says flatly. “But now that Y/N wants to do it, I want to, too.”

Eijiro stares at Shoto thoughtfully through his fingers. “That was a pretty chivalrous response.” He admits, lifting his head from his hands. “You just want to make your girl happy, I can get behind that. But Shoto – if you don’t want to have sex, you don’t have to. Enthusiastic consent is key to solid intimacy.”

“I really want to do this.” Shoto says insistently. “I don’t really understand what all the hype is about, but I want to try it with y/n. I want to feel close to her that way. And maybe once I do it, I’ll understand.”

“Alright, man. Then I’ll help you. Consider me your Sex Expert. Your Sexpert!” Kirishima grins at his witty wordplay.

Shoto looks at him skeptically. “Haven’t you only had sex once, though? How much of an expert can you possibly be?”

Kirishima deflates. “I don’t see anyone else out in the library at 11pm giving you sex advice!”

“True.”

“So let me teach you what I know.” He says sagely. “Just call me your Sex Sensei!”

Shoto snorts out a laugh. “Pass.”

“Fine, be like that. Regardless, you are now my student. I will shepherd you into the next phase of your sex life with chivalry and grace.” Eijiro is really getting into the bit now. One look down at Shoto’s nervous face pulls him back down to Earth. “What’s wrong?”

“This is a lot. What if I’m bad at it? And what if y/n hates it?” Shoto closes his notebook and looks pleadingly at Kirishima with his mismatched eyes. “You’ve got to help me.”

“Calm down, man. It’s really not as big a deal as you think! And I’ve already committed to being your Sex Sensei, so we’re going to see this through together.” He motions for Shoto to open up his notebook again. “Now let’s start with the basics – have you ever watched porn?”

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I'm working on a longer fic to really dig into this exploration for Shoto! I love the idea of Kirishima being such a bro and trying to help his friends however he can. I also LOVE the idea of Kirishima fucking someone once and believing that makes him the resident expert on sex.

[ilyuu]

hellooo i just saw your milestone event hehe

could i ask for "Character A laughing against Character B’s lips when they pull away before they go in for another kiss" with kazuha, albedo and tighnari please?

congrats on your milestone bby <3

warnings : suggestive, fluff, kith! kiths all over the place!

albedo.

you taste a sort of sweetness.

he presses his lips against yours and the heat of it melts the cold away. you couldn’t help but notice a touch of yearning to him this time and find yourself smiling into the kiss, a sort of haze clouding your sense of mind.

the cavern is eerily quiet, echoing only the quietest of sounds as chemicals of sorts seethes, the wind itself, shallow huffs for breath of air. it’s when he sees you trembling a bit does he let go.

he feels, sees, the puff of your breath waft across his lips, an inch from yours. you don’t know why, or where it came from, but a surge of joy courses in your veins as you let out all the energy to the air and him (and he finds himself entranced as he is all those other times.) as the snowflakes around the two of you falls onto your skin, melting, he then thinks that he, too, wants to feel your touch, your warmth yet again. his hand cups your cheek, and its heat flows into the palm of his hand, to travel to the nape of your neck, and when you feel his fingers rake your hair, the space the two of you share diminishes.

“let’s try this again, shall we?”

kazuha.

you taste cherries.

you swallow his sound of faint surprise, feeling the softness of his lips against yours and it’s all it took for the two of you to lose another in each other. the sea and its waves seems to fade into the backdrop. he softens underneath your kiss, tilting your head a bit so he could go farther - the lack of air could only do so much.

airy, a bit light-headed, but all is right in the world as you part from him, only to let out a huff when he leans in, following after you. in a haze, his eyes slightly hooded, he stares at the luster of your lips. a soft red stroking his cheeks, as he tries to compose himself. it’s tempting, intoxicating (and cute.) at that last thought, you rest your forehead against his and stay there for a bit, even with the quiet surprise all over his face with the sudden contact.

at his reaction, you chuckle, dripping with adoration and he can tell, if the way his skin reddens all over again. whether you expected it or not, he places a small kiss on your lips - chaste, gentle.

“only you can stir my heart as you do.”

tighnari.

you taste mint.

whispers of the wind stray through the leaves, shivering, as the wildlife all but surrounds you. all of his senses are heightened with every single shift of movement from you, tilt of your head or his, and he finds himself parting a bit before losing himself too deep.

his arms around your waist, he situates himself in your hold. he nestles himself in the nook of your neck, taking in your scent as he breathes in and out, slowly, softly. yet, it further proves to be fruitless as you let out a laugh - his hair is brushing the side of your neck, tickling you, and it takes all you have to at least bite back the feeling bubbling in your chest, breathless, yet in bliss (his ears flutter - he’s still too into the sound of you.)

he closes his eyes and lets the next few minutes go by in silence; so do you, that smile of yours still intact, and he can feel so a mile away.

it’s when he leans back a bit, enough to see you does he press a peck to the corner of your lips. there’s a second of stillness he takes notice of as he feels you warm up, you floundering for your words - all that left you was a soft sound that kept his eyes on you. this time, he huffs, the sound amused, as he closes the distance yet again.

“just one more, alright?”

[heartfullofleeches]

wb yan! Sweet prince vs yan! Cold prince from another country? Like a sunshine vs ice thingg with duchess/duke reader.

"Y/n, Y/n~! Look, I made you a flower crown."

That little brat. Arriving to their meeting nearly an hour late to play with dead plants. As added salt to the wound, it was some filthy, common solider who escorted the visiting royal to the study as apposed to that fair solider who had thawed his icy heart ages ago.

It was love at first sight for the stone faced prince. Well, second if going by technicalities. He thought of you as nothing more than his older relatives lap dog, until he saw the you your prince held at bay. A head steady soldier with a misplaced heart, but a strong sense of justice. You were a saving light, an idol those wise would follow and looked up to. Your time and beauty was a waste on a fool like that man.

"It is beautiful, My Prince. Thank you."

You kneel to allow the prince to place his crown on your head. It drives a knife twice over within the heart of the onlooking royal. My Prince. A title he wouldn't deserve in either his proudest or final moment. A real prince would shower a treasure like you in jewels that capture a tenth of your charm, but priceless all the same. He couldn't stand it.

"Is everything alright, your majesty?"

The prince's cold stare cracks due to the surprise of being the party address in conversation. He huffs, folding his arms over his chest.

"That's "My Lord" to you, Knight."

Holding your tongue, you nod. "Yes, My Lord."

He does feel bad for his tone, but being abrasive has lead to majority of his victories in life. Your prince frowns.

"Hmph, he's always cranky even he first arrives. Don't worry about it too much, Y/n. He won't be here for long anyway."

At your angle, you miss the smile that crosses your prince's face.

"I'm not bothered by it. If you'll excuse me, I have business to tend to elsewhere." You leave the room despite the verbal and silent commands otherwise. Your prince takes his first at last.

"The wedding will be in spring if you wanted to know. Gives you enough time to put your focus on someone other than my Y/n."

"The only reason you're still alive is because I would be the prime suspect

[callieyanderechan]

YANDERE!ICY X FAIRY!READER

Doesn't admit to herself that she has feelings for you

Convinces herself that she actually hates you the most

Sneaks into your dorm at night to check on you

Sometimes steals things that remind her of you

Perfume, clothes, makeup, your hairbrush

Tells herself she's actually trying to find what yours and the Winx's plans are

Has a box hidden under her bed full of the things she's taken from you

And some pictures

Thinks Darcy and Stormy don't know about her obsession

They do

But they love their sister so they let her think their oblivious

She sends you gifts every Christmas and on your Birthday

Sends you things like Clothes to replace the ones she stole and jewelry

Obviously doesn't put her name on the gifts

Gets unbelievably happy if she sees you wearing one of her gifts

Hates when you hang out with the rest of the Winx

She thinks they always put you in danger

May or may not kidnap you

Claims it's so there is one less fairy to worry about

It's actually because she wants you to stay safe

And obviously you're safest with her

[ibarkatpeoplewoofwoofbitch]

Mha thoughts:my icks with some of the mha fandom.:PT 1:

Bakugou

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I hate when people in this fandom make bakugou just an asshole nothing more. He's had character development like one of the many proofs is when denki called himself basically worthless to bakugou and bakugou explained how Denkis quirk is good and stuff.

Bakugou making out to be just a bully still? That's so stupid to me like bakugou gives his FRIENDS nicknames, and it looked offensive, and people just do it as if bakugou does it to be a dick. Like just because he had 'weird' nicknames for the baku squad doesn't mean he's a bully me and my friend have 'weird nicknames' I call her danger tits,my princess with a disorder, bitch,asshole and many more and she's calls me cartman,cunt,slut and many more.

Trust me when I say being rude between friends is such a love language.

Deku

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I can't stand deku and not because he's the main character because all that I see when I look at him is some 'UWU' boy. Because the fandom made him out to be that.

Like just because he's got a baby face doesn't mean he's a 'UWU' baby boy.

And how 'innocent' he is. Cause I'm pretty sure todoroki is more innocent than deku, and that's because his father isolated him from everyone but him.

I seriously don't hate deku, but when I see him, all I can see is this:

Todoroki

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People overlook his trauma a lot. And it gets tiring.

Todoroki is one of the most mature,complex characters out of a few others. Like he symbols someone who's been through shit as a kid and still forgives his parents, showing that he's mature.

Kirishima

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Another character who's trauma is overlooked. But this time it's because he's a "strong" character.

Kirishima felt weak, and it's heavily implied he had low self-esteem as a kid.

Kids seem to do this a lot when they get older. But they get more grouchy and pissy and have a cold mentality.

Kirishima shows someone who you don't need the toughest to be happy with yourself or just in general and he did that doing one of my favorite things characters do. Getting the f off the steroids to show that they are happy and aren't chasing to be more.

He isn't as ripped in the first season he's grown buff and bigger.

Denki

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I will say this so many times I HATE HOW THE FANDOM MADE HIM OUT TO BE JUST A DUMBASS.

This man has his stupid moments, yes, but he's NOT and idiot. He's seen as the comedic relief and as someone who usually favorites blond characters who are silly and are the comedic relief one thing they all have in common is feeling stupid and worthless and they are one of the most intelligent characters I've seen.

I honestly think denki keeps him having his foolishness is an act. And if they ever show his backstory like they did with kirishima and some others, then I'm so sure he'd have a whole ass zenitsu like backstory.

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People be saying "minors dni" and then interact with stuff that was so painfully obviously written by a fourteen year old that came straight from wattpad smh

[bellarkeselection]

Yellowstone ryan

Reader is driving on icy roads to the yellowstone shes on the phone with ryan when she crashes

Reader hears ryan say " hold on sweetheart I'm coming ! "

Ice Sends A Cowboy

I should’ve just stayed at the ranch instead of going out for drinks with Beth. Especially since the temperatures were dropping and most places were preparing for a cold night. So we could have just had drink back home. She told me she had a fight with Rip and couldn’t be around him for a few hours and she ended up getting taken home by Rip. I insisted on driving myself home since I had only two drinks so I was okay to drive. Picking up my phone in my right hand I dialed my boyfriend Ryan figuring he needed to know if he had to come get me or not. “Hey Ryan. I just thought I should call you and let you know I’m on my way home.” I explained resting one hand on the steering wheel.

“Y/n, it’s not safe out tonight. Why didn’t you letRip take you home?” He asked through the phone. I could hear the concern is his voice and it warms my heart. He is always worried about me even when it’s over do I want the last cookie. Because he’ll give it to me which causes the others in the bunkhouse to tease him about it. “Babe, I’m fine. Plus when Rip picked her up he had that look in his eyes. The one saying they might not make it home…because they’re probably sitting in the truck in the driveway back at their house already. If you know what I mean.” Ryan sighed back through the phone right as I felt the car swerve a little. Sitting my phone I didn’t get the chance to stop the truck from hitting a patch of ice and launching itself off the side of the road.

The truck does a flip but thankfully it landed upright in the end. Hitting my head on the steering wheel I groaned seeing some blood on my forehead in the review mirror. “Hang on sweetheart. I’m coming!” Ryan hollers through the phone as my vision blurs and I passed out on the steering wheel. The next time I struggled to open my eyes feeling someone carrying me bridal style. Lifting my head up I saw Ryan as he helped sit me in the passenger seat of the Yellowstone truck. “R-Ryan?” I croaked out watching him move hair out of my face with a weak smile seeing I am sort of okay. “I told you I’d come and get you darling. Let’s get you back to the ranch. It’s too cold to be out here alone.” Laying my head against his shoulder as we drove home I snuggled into his warmth already feeling safe.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

[icyminghao]

workplace crush

pairing: wonwoo x gn!reader genre: fluff, workplace!au warning(s): brief mentions of food word count: 1k

summary: jeon wonwoo, also known as the company’s “IT Department Crush”, doesn’t seem to faze you in the slightest, much to your best friend’s dismay.

“Oh my god! There he is again, look!” Sooyoung, your childhood best friend and current colleague at work, exclaims suddenly, tapping your arm with a newfound fervor.

“Who?” you deadpan, poking at your lunch with your fork.

“It’s Jeon Wonwoo! Sejeong really wasn’t kidding when she said he was the IT Department’s eye-candy,”

The name raises an eyebrow, but you’re quick to shake it off and regain control of your poker face.

“Jeon Wonwoo, huh? He looks okay,” you reply without turning to look at the subject of the conversation.

“Just okay? Come on, y/n! Just because you have a boyfriend doesn’t mean you can’t admit that Mr. White Button-down over there is hot as shit,” Sooyoung scoffs in amusement as she urges you to sneak a glance at the man of the hour. Deciding to appease your friend, you turn around to do just that and find the acclaimed Jeon Wonwoo sitting at a nearby table with a few other people, presumably his colleagues. He’s dressed in a white button-down with rolled up sleeves and a pair of navy-blue jeans, and to top it all off, he’s sporting a pair of horn-rimmed glasses you’ve never seen anyone pull off better than him.

“My boyfriend’s hotter,” you shrug, going back to eating your food. Sooyoung purses her lips in thought at the response.

“Is he? Come to think of it, I’ve never seen him,” she muses.

“You haven’t? No way,” you respond immediately, quick to wave off Sooyoung’s observation.

“What do you mean, ‘no way’? You haven’t introduced your boyfriend to any of us! I’ve been dying to see who exactly met your sky-high standards,” Sooyoung whines, much to your amusement.

“You’d be surprised,” you chuckle and look up to see that Sooyoung’s attention has been diverted to something (or someone) behind you.

“Pause. Don’t look, but Mr. IT Department Crush is coming our way right now,” Sooyoung’s voice drops an octave as she whispers through gritted teeth, eyes widened in warning. You suppress an amused smile at her behaviour and watch as a certain Jeon Wonwoo takes a seat beside you. All the while, Sooyoung looks on the situation with a wide-open mouth as you try your hardest to hold in your laughter.

“Hey, y/n,” Wonwoo greets you as he settles down, then turns to nod at Sooyoung, who nods back in equal parts confusion and awe, “Jeonghan was wondering whether you wanted to join us for karaoke night later?”

“Sorry, Wonwoo, but I have plans with Sooyoung tonight. Maybe next time?” you frown apologetically at having to reject Wonwoo’s proposal, but he simply nods in response, flashing you the smallest of smiles in return.

“It’s okay. I’ll see you later?” he hums in response before nodding once again at Sooyoung in greeting and leaving, presumably to return to his colleagues at the IT Department.

Silence ensues as you and Sooyoung blink at each other for a solid minute or so, before Sooyoung lets out a huge breath and breaks the silence.

“Did you just… have a whole conversation with the IT Department Crush? You never told me you knew him!” Sooyoung whisper-shouts, slapping your arm lightly for dramatic effect. You rub your arm and feign an injury, to which Sooyoung simply pouts at you in response.

“You never asked!” you reason.

“No wonder you didn’t bat an eye when I talked about him!” Sooyoung huffs, crossing her arms as she squints at you. You shrug, bursting into laughter at Sooyoung’s behaviour.

“Whatever. My girlfriend’s hotter, anyway.”

“y/n…” Sooyoung suddenly drawls halfway through your meal with her, and you hum in amusement.

“Earlier, what did IT Department Crush mean by ‘see you later’? You’ve been with me the whole time since lunch break and we’re off work now,” Sooyoung furrows her eyebrows in thought, and you tilt your head in confusion, trying to recall the interaction.

“He did? Must have been a slip of the tongue,” you shrug nonchalantly, and Sooyoung leans forward, putting on a look that you know she always puts on whenever she’s about to analyse something (or someone).

“The two of you seem close,” she muses, clearly suspicious, much to your amusement.

“You could say that,” you hum, pursing your lips together. Sooyoung purses her lips together in thought before shrugging in response.

“Eh. Anyway, did you see the boss’s new outfit today? I’m dying to know where she got it from,” your best friend is quick to change the topic, and the subject of a certain eye-candy of the IT Department is quickly forgotten for the rest of the dinner with Sooyoung.

“How are you going home tonight? We could give you a ride, my girlfriend’s coming soon.” Sooyoung asks after the both of you had stepped out of the restaurant, greeted by the glittering moonlight shining down on the streets bustling with nightlife.

“Oh, it’s okay, my boyfriend’s coming over,” you politely reject Sooyoung’s offer just as a white sedan pulls up in front of you. Sooyoung sighs.

“There goes my chance of meeting your mystery of a boyfriend,” Sooyoung fake-whines, “I’ll see you next week, okay? Let us see him soon!”

“Yeah, yeah, I will!” you chuckle, waving Sooyoung and her girlfriend goodbye as they drive off, leaving you alone on the street.

Shortly after, you hear the familiar roar of an engine, and your boyfriend pulls up in his navy blue coupe, rolling down the passenger window to send you a greeting smile.

“Hey, darling,” you greet as you enter his car, settling down before looking at him in entirety. He’s still wearing the same white button-down from earlier, but his hair looks a bit tousled as compared to how neat it was just this morning. You reach forward and ruffle his locks just because.

“How was today?” Wonwoo grins at the touch, giving you a small peck on the cheek before driving again.

“Well, I heard from Sooyoung that you’ve garnered quite the reputation in the company,” you decide to tease him.

“I have?” Wonwoo replies, confused.

“They call you the IT Department Crush,” you explain, watching him closely for a reaction.

“I guess that’s pretty accurate, considering you had a crush on me,” Wonwoo chuckles, reaching a hand out to rest on your thigh affectionately.

“You had a crush on me first! Must I remind you how Soony-”

“Okay, baby, you win,” Wonwoo concedes, “I had a crush on you first.”

“It’s okay, darling,” you giggle, “We had a crush on each other.”

Wonwoo groans. “You’re lame.”

an: 230926 jeon wonwoo you will be the death of me (also this was pretty bad i’m sorry lol)

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[icy-gendango]

Some steamy smooches under cut

You have been warned

Get it? Cuz they're steamin... hehe

Ur welcome

[rockyado]

Giggling and kicking my feet rn

@andypantsx3 I’ve been only doing sketches lately but your merman! Todoroki definitely got me inspired

[swampstew]

Hello Beloved!!!

May I request for the event Eustass Kid with the Fluff prompt domestic intimacy

Jess my beloved Angel from heaven♥ I hope you enjoy your little story just as much as I loved writing it♥ You requested domestic intimacy, and I give you [ PAINT ] while painting a room, sender starts a paint fight with receiver.

Oh Captain, My Captain Kid

Warnings: None. Fluff and domestic stuffs. Word count: 994

The dull thudding of the hammer broke your concentration as you were carefully trying to pour the neutral color paint into the slanted tray. Thankful that Kid had the foresight to lay tarp on the floor, you still internally curse at the droplets that fell on it from his distracting noises, but grateful that it protected the newly installed flooring.

“Why are you bothering with that anyways? We still have to paint the walls!” you complain to your lover.

“Tch, better to have it done now and paint over the studs than doing it later and chip the paint! Ungrateful ass,” his golden amber eyes roll in their sockets as he made his way towards you.

“Rude ass,” you click your tongue back at him.

Soft sponge rollers bounce off your head and you shoot him a glare, watching him juggle a few more in his hands with a warning look on his face.

“Careful, I’m fully armed babe,” he gave you a devious grin.

Taking the high road from the arm pun you wanted to chuck back at him, you give him a curt nod and stand tall. Picking up the broomstick handles you bought during a 2-4-1 sale at the department store, you toss one his way and he drops the sponge rollers while fumbling with the stick.

“Fully armed but not loaded,” you chuckle, taking one of the rollers he had thrown at you and attaching it to your handle. You dip it into the paint tray and begin rolling the thick liquid on to the walls.

“WAIT A SECOND!” his shout startles you causing your concentrated rolls to stutter, dripping thick paint lines down the wall and on the tarp covering.

“ACH! What?!”

“You needa do the primer first, ya ding dong!”

If your eyes could shoot laser beams, he’d be a dead man.

“If you took a second to read, you would know that this brand is primer + paint, bolthead!”

“TCH, WHAT WAS THAT?!”

From the corner of your eyes you watch as he picks up the accent paint color, squinted eyes reading the description written in large, bold print on the front. You could hear a soft ‘ooooohhhh’ escape him before he tried to nonchalantly pretend he knew that the whole time. Attaching the sponge roller to his own broomstick, he follows your example and begins painting the adjacent wall.

The soft rock music plays in the background as you paint, with you softly singing the lyrics and Kid backing you up with the chorus. It’s peaceful for about an hour as you work in tandem. That is, until your paint rollers met each other on the same wall.

With a confused look, you look up at him and then turn around to take the room in. Did he—

Yep. He did. Kid forgot to leave the back wall plain for the accent color.

“Don’t. Say. A Word,” Kid gripes with a hand over the bandana tied above his forehead to keep his hair out of his face.

You don’t say anything. Not a single peep. You simply turn around and continue coating the already covered wall to keep yourself in check from making a cheeky remark. They say that in long-term dating, partners pick up each other’s traits and habits. A learned habit for you was sassing the fuck out of the sardonic man. He could dish it but not always take it, and it was those delicious moments that made life a little bit sweeter.

Instead you mind yourself and allow a resigned sigh to escape you. A single syllable dripped from your lips as you did so, and you could feel the tension in the room spike. Your shoulders hunch, waiting in anticipation when the first droplets of cool liquid hit your skin.

“YOU DID NOT!” you shriek, dropping the paint roller and rubbing your hands to your backside, inspecting the residue. Your favorite color – the accent paint. “MOTHERFU—” the rest of your words die on your tongue as more paint splatters on you.

With a charged cry you rush at him, fully prepared to tackle your body into his like the defensive lineman you always knew you had inside you. Unfortunately for you, Kid’s height will always be his key advantage. With one hand he held you back by your forehead while with his other hand he shook the loaded paint stirrer over your body, covering you in very expensive paint.

“I’M GONNA DESTROY YOU!!” you cry out, only to be suddenly lifted under your thighs in his strong arms.

Kid presses your back flat against the back wall and shuts you up with a hard press of his lips against yours. Grinning into the kiss, he enjoys the way you melt into his touch as you kiss him back. During your fervent make out he pushed you up and around the wall in what seemed like lust-filled frenzy.

Turns out he was making wall art.

You stare wide-eyed at the mess he made by pressing your paint splattered body against the wall. Your own face smeared in red from his lipstick that he trails down your neck as you wordlessly gaze at the wall.

“I dunno, you showed me your Pinterest board and while it looked nice, I think this looks better,” he whispers in your ear.

You turn to face him, “You’re a dumb bitch if you think I’m letting you leave it this way.” The pout on his face is both too adorable and also too sad to look at. “Oh my goooodd, fine let’s fix it together.”

A small smile on his lips, he stood next to you as you quickly work together to finish the last wall. Taking a step back, he laces his fingers with yours and brings your hand to his lips to place a soft kiss on the back of it.

“This domesticity shit ain’t so bad when I’m doing it with you, angel.”

[icyblogs]

1 am thoughts but just finished the Fallout show! Solid recommendation btw holy cow even if you don’t like the games it’s so good!!

That being said. Got me thinking about 141 and a fallout!au. could always be something short and sweet involving the vaults, i.e. take the show for this example. Reader gets ‘married’ to Gaz when he comes in from another vault! Overseer Price coming for the feast, everyone so charming and well, nice! I mean they are vaulters, of course they’re good people!

So.. why is Johnny scarfing down the food like someone was going to steal the plate away from him at any second? Why is that man- Simon- wearing a mask? Is he sick? Does he not know proper vault procedures- does he want another epidemic to spread? (the winter of 2283 was very bad you know! crops died!! people starved!! why does he not care!!) Kyle on the other hand is all charming smiles, his eyes wandering around to the running water and power in awe, grin just a bit too sharp, just the perfect groom. Why is Overseer Price acting as if he owns the place?? No, this isn’t your vault!! It’s weird and very upsetting! No, it’s our marriage night- what do you mean it’s custom in your vault to for the overseer to make sure marriage is consummated? )-:

Anything for the world’s future right? (:

[ilyuu]

can i ask for Character B kissing Character A while Character B is dying in their arms (but reader is the one dying bc mmmm yummy angst) w xiao venti and childe?

congrats on your milestone!!!

warnings : angst, main character death, hurt/no comfort, crying, descriptions (proceed with caution!)

childe.

he feels your fingertips flit across his features, tracing, feeling his skin, as if to etch it all into your memories (memories that soon only one of you will keep) and it coaxes forth a fresh wave of tears. he doesn’t realize it. not the sting, not how it clouds his sight, nothing. just how cold your fingers are, losing its warmth, its life slowly slipping into the air.

the scent of copper is something of a thrill, as much as he admits so, that thrusts a sense of adrenaline in his veins - there’s a line to draw, a hard one, when it’s from you. thick liquid flows from your side, and the stench only grows stronger from there as it taints along the shoreline. the sea coalesces with it and he never though the sight that he once shared with you, one he cherishes so, would be poisoned because of him. a someone who had made a small home, albeit cracked, in his heart.

he didn’t feel how your fingers slowly moved along his shoulder, tucking itself in his hair. he didn’t feel the faint tug, almost resisting. he didn’t feel how you pulled him in.

what he did felt was the lingering warmth of your lips against his. more of a peck than anything, all of you (what’s left) into it - a bittersweetness with a farewell that has him returning it. his hand finds itself at the back of your head, and all sorts of tastes, feelings, thoughts, are shared between the two of you in those last minutes. all of his apologies his voice didn’t let him say, all of those memories that you wish you could’ve made more of, the tandem of affection you both tried to give each other.

he doesn’t want you to go. he doesn’t want to lose one of the few homes he has left, not in this way, and not so soon. there’s still so many things he wants to do, to say, that maybe it’d never be able to complete a lifetime but damn it all if it means even a second more with you to try.

“…home. i’m sorry for breaking our home.”

venti.

a keepsake of you lies in everything you say, do, and think - your voice, smile, laughter, words, acts - and keeps it deep within in when you’d part ways. a bit too much of a hope, perhaps, that there would be some silent closure for him as the two of you lived a lifetime of fulfillment and, well, freedom in the arms of the other. he’s happy. and you’re happy, in spite of knowing the end.

yet not so soon.

the wisps of wind acts as company, and yet, an antagonist to his words as it drowns out his voice, murmuring every letter, line, he has to his person that’ll be enough to try and convey everything he’s felt with you. no time for prose, he all but puts himself - the one that not even the crisp air can touch, masked away - into it. and, in spite of the copper, dull and heavy in the clouds, oozing from many a scars skimming your body, there’s an almost soft sight of you smiling.

your hand toys with the tuft of his braid, aglow, thrumming with life, and it’s then that he notices that he’s his own cause. he closes his eyes, and feels the world settle into a state of calm and peace - it’s his chest, tight, slightly aching in the lack of air, that doesn’t. not even he feels you nearing in, lips peppering his cheek with pecks. and who is he to not indulge his love in the same way?

and so, with hands that cared and destroyed, he cups your cheek in presses an airy kiss onto your lips that slowed time. it’s then that you taste salt - his tears. he caves in and feels the sting that he’d thought at least healed a bit come back. the loss of close one yet again; in his arms yet again; and left with nothing but a raw, tender wound on his chest yet again.

“your memory will stay with me, don’t worry. i’ll make sure that it’ll stick to the skies.”

xiao.

there’s little to no saving grace as his hand tightly held onto yours, shaking, trembling, all of her nerves taut as he feels the nip of frost biting back at his skin. the only heat that he feels is one he’s familiar with, yet it’s not the one he’s comfortable with - smears of red soiling the back of his hand as he tries to close his fingers in yours. yours try to do the same; a frail, faint presence, fading and fading with every second.

the light in your eyes, one that he always admires, in light and in dark, starts to flicker and it’s then that he knows that you’re fading. that you’ll be nothing but a memory rather than a wish, a dream, to hope for tomorrow. reality sways underneath him and rue tastes bitter on his tongue; to think that he’d so easily let you slip from him in the same manner as all the others. a memory - those days and nights wherein the two of you simply bask in the wind and the presence of the other will on the balcony, underneath the gingko leaves, will become dusted memories.

a spark.

his eyes widens, just slightly, and yet through the darkness encroaching at the edges of your vision, you can see how his irises wavered. you pressed your lips against the back of his hand, barely tasting the metal - a silent assurance to him, even with how little it does.

and he returns it. eager, desperate - all that he left unsaid, feelings left to be simply thoughts, poured into a kiss that nearly stole your breath away. is it too selfish if he wants you to stay by him for a few more moments? is it too selfish to take you out of this endless cycle if it means he hasn’t to see you like this?

(is it selfish to think that he’d rather not met you at all just to avoid this?)

“don’t… please. not yet. …not yet.”